Wanli Xinming

Chapter 99 Discussion
Previously, after the court released rumors of auctioning the salt field, Xin Ningbo Tan Guozuo asked his wife Wang to enter the palace to ask for an invitation letter to see the Empress Dowager Rensheng.

However, because of the last plea, Wang Shi was rejected by Ren Sheng on the grounds of lack of health.Tan Guozuo had no choice but to ask to see Zhang Rong, the British public servant, with a generous gift.

The Duke of England and Xin Ningbo were both politically natural allies after the war.Tan Guozuo is an ignorant and incompetent guy. Although the British man doesn't like him very much, Tan Guozuo belongs to the type who does not make big mistakes and keeps making small mistakes, and no one takes him seriously.What's more, the friendship left by the older generation is still there, and the two families have been walking around.

Seeing Tan Guozuo begging to come to the door, the British public pointed him: "As far as I know, this invitation letter is now in the hands of the queen mothers of the two palaces, Zhang Juzheng, Lv Tiaoyang, Wang Guoguang, Chen Zan, Ge Shouli, Qi Jiguang, Zhang Hong, Chen There are also a few in Juju's hand, and if you flatter one of these people, you can ask for it."

Tan Guozuo said with a sad face: "I don't know any of these people, I just met Wang Guoguang in Pinhualou a few times, and I didn't even drink the wine. If not, Lord Guo, you can help me get one."

The British prince was very angry and funny, pointed to his forehead and said: "Not counting the queen mothers of the two palaces, the others are all the subjects of the emperor. The emperor asked them to post this post to make them a small fortune - Wang Guoguang The post, 1000 taels, has already been announced, you can get it with the money."

Tan Guozuo listened, stuck out his tongue and said, "This post can't be beaten with gold, it's so expensive!"

Unexpectedly, these words were rightly scratched at the British public's itch. He sternly took out his own post and said to Tan Guozuo: "Haha, let you say it, this post is indeed golden."

When Tan Guozuo took it over to look at it, he saw a post about the size of a book page. It was made of gold and it could weigh half a catty. It was old-fashioned.The text is embedded in the method of rubbing silver on it, and it says that the British public is sincerely invited to take this sticker to the Wuyingdian to participate in the auction of the salt field on the first day of October.

Seeing Tan Guozuo enjoying this post over and over again, the British public was so envious that he was about to cry, and his vanity was greatly satisfied.The goatee with only a few leftovers in his hands laughed and said, "Zhang Jing, this dog is very slick! I heard that the emperor just asked him to make the post more beautiful, but this guy is doing something wrong! Hit the prince with gold, Marquis If you can get it, the old man heard that the earl's house can only be made of wood."

Tan Guozuo listened and asked, "What about civil and military officials? What about merchants? Made of cardboard?"

The British public heard the words, smiled and bowed his hands to the north: "You don't know, right? The emperor's kindness is mighty! Except for the home of the public, Hou, and Lord Earl, there is no one else's share in this first big auction! The old man has long said that the emperor I have green eyes on us honorable officials, how is it now? Sure enough!"

Tan Guozuo said in his heart that your courage was about to break after the old man's big reading, and he could only fool the ghost.

Seeing his disapproval, the British prince continued: "From the fact that Duke Cheng's dead ghost can get the king, I feel that the emperor must not be like the previous emperor, who listened to the words of the civil servants. The good things this time are continuous. All the princes have no share, what else do you have to say!"

The review of the Great Court made Tan Guozuo's shadow boss, and he had different views on the emperor's absolute compulsion, but he did not come to tell the British public about this.Seeing the old Guo Gongmei's eyes narrowed into a small slit, he also flattered the emperor a few words.

Seeing that the British public was familiar with the inside story, he asked the British public how the auction was conducted.After the British minister talked about the method of exchanging nine-sided land for points, Tan Guozuo took a breath and said, "My family doesn't have any land in the border town?"

Mr. England sighed and said, "Although the old man's house has a few hundred acres, it is difficult to do everything. After getting the post, the old man has already arranged for someone to buy land - two months of work, I don't know how much I can get."

Tan Guozuo slapped the table and said, "Then a landless person like me deserves to be bullied? I can only choose some corners? Isn't this more and more abundant, the poorer the poorer?"

After listening to the British father, he frowned and said, "This old man doesn't like to hear what you say. This salt farm was originally state-owned and belonged to the emperor's family, so he wouldn't give it to him. Can you say nothing? We have a golden rice bowl for each family, and you think you are too big to eat jujubes for nothing?!"

"There are still two months to go, you can't arrange for someone to go to Ningxia and other distant places? I heard that the land there is abandoned, and the grass grows there. It's not cheap - well, I shouldn't tell you These." After speaking, he gave himself a mouth in his heart and stopped.

Tan Guozuo listened and felt that the method of using points to determine the order of selection was full of malice to him.He said fiercely: "It's so difficult to do, I don't want this salt field, can't I? My family only eats the earl's salary and ground rent, can I still starve to death?"

After listening to the British public, he sneered: "You don't know, right? Haha, this salt field is the same as sacrificial fields and tomb fields. No matter what crimes your descendants have committed, as long as they are not among the ten evils such as treason, whoever comes will copy them. Don't go! According to the rules, the earl's family Xu Li has [-] hectares of field for sacrifice and cemetery. How much is left in this thousand hectares after the sacrifices? If there is an unworthy descendant in the future, there will be hundreds of people like us. Everyone drinks the northwest wind?"

Tan Guozuo listened, took a breath of cold air, and burped continuously.British father covered his nose and said, "You bastard, eat garlic in the morning?"

Tan Guozuo blushed and stammered: "I eat. I eat a bowl of noodles, can I get garlic? Hey! Don't talk about this. This is equivalent to sacrificing fields, really?!"

The British public fanned the air and said with disgust: "Is this old man who lied to you? Zhang Jing said when he came to the old man's house to send a post, as long as this salt field is not traded, it will be a fortune for generations to come. You think, who's head is covered by the door panel. If it is caught, can I sell the sacrificial field? Unless the incense is broken - no matter who is in charge, if he wants to sell the sacrificial field, the same clan must not tear it up for him?"

"You have tens of thousands of acres of land, and if something goes wrong, you can leave a cent? Besides, the output of a thousand mu of land may not be as good as that of a small salt farm! This old man heard that several companies have already offered to sell the land in Gyeonggi. To get money to buy a salt field. After passing this village, there is no later shop!"

Tan Guozuo listened and thought that this salt farm must be photographed. Even if it is far away in Fujian, I will recognize it.Thinking of this, I asked the British public if the saltworks could be subcontracted.

British justice: "This salt farm is your own business. You can manage more and less output yourself. Of course, you can sublease. But since it is a business, of course you have to pay taxes. I heard that the tax is very low. One. If there is a disaster, it may be tax-free.”

Tan Guozuo heard this and exclaimed, "Fifteen tax one is not high? The commercial tax is only thirty tax one"

Britain sneered and interrupted: "Then what is the cost of customs clearance for your business in other places? All the salt from this salt farm is stamped and can be sold after paying the tax once! Do you calculate this account, is the tax still high?"

Tan Guozuo heard this and was speechless.I count the assets in my heart and see how much money I can spend on the salt field.The British prince rolled his eyes when he saw the reckoning, and then gave him a disgusting look.

After a while, Tan Guozuo smiled and said fair to the British: "In the past two years, the emperor has opened the emperor factory and opened the emperor shop, and he is not short of money? Why did you sell the salt farm?"

Duke Ying gave him another look and said, "Why? Are you not happy?" Tan Guozuo smiled dryly, "Then why are you not happy? We're not curious, why don't you ask?"

Duke Ying sighed: "It's not easy for the emperor to be in front of such a big family, how much worry does he have to worry about at such a young age! Do you think the money is enough? This year, Huai and Yang have flooded again, and Shaanxi has suffered a severe drought. Northern Zhili is not near the capital except for the capital. There is more rain, and it is also a severe drought! This silver flower is like a river, and it is not enough to fill the hole."

Tan Guozuo listened, and said again: "Then use the silver from the salt farm to help with disaster relief this year. If there is another disaster next year, what will the emperor sell? Sell mines?"

The British man glanced at him, thinking that this guy is also a little smart.In a low voice, "I asked Wang Guoguang to come to my house for dinner, and we had a deep discussion. This guy is urging the emperor to sell mines. Maybe you really told me."

Hearing this, Tan Guozuo was breathing heavily.Ask the British Fair: "If it can really be done, it would be better for us to save the money to buy the mine. I heard that the Royal Iron Works in the north of Beijing is using coal this year. If we can buy a big mine, wouldn't we send it?"

The British Duke sneered and said: "The mine may not be auctioned. Even if Wang Guoguang really calculated it, it is definitely not the way to do it, and it cannot be treated like a sacrifice to the land. If you dare to bet, you can keep the money and wait for the mine to be auctioned. Anyway, the old man dare not Gambling—our family has already borrowed 60 taels of silver, all of which are used to purchase the saltworks!"

After a pause, he said: "I heard Wang Guoguang say that the emperor is worried about the money. After the auction of the salt field this year, it is estimated that it will last for a few years. He said that the emperor told him privately that if he officially took charge of the government and still had no money, What kind of shipping licenses should be issued, customs should be opened from south to north, trade routes to Japan, North Korea, and even the South China Sea should be auctioned once every five years, and what 'franchise rights' should be auctioned!"

Tan Guozuo listened, but didn't understand what "franchise" meant. When the British official explained it, he asked with a trembling voice, "Is it still possible for us to come first?"

After listening to the British prince, he smiled and said: "I will say that the emperor and our ministers are the most considerate and considerate. Wang Guoguang said that if the old man is interested, he can start buying boats now, train the sailor captain first, and wait for the emperor to officially take charge of the government. There are many boats, and the boat is big, whoever takes advantage!"

When Tan Guozuo heard this, he looked up at the courage of the British prince.With his little wealth, he was reluctant to photograph the salt field, and he didn't even dare to think about shipping.He asked in a low voice: "In this way, those guys in Jiangnan will not be turned upside down?"

After hearing this, the British prince sneered: "Do you think the soldiers and martial arts that Qi Jiguang has trained are decorations? Don't look at the emperor's young age, this Shengmo far-reaching is not a good thing! Who dares to turn the sky and become a fan!"

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