Chapter 601: Ji 2’s Home

The price of salt in Jinling remained unchanged, and under Zhu Di's nose, no one dared to change it.

And Ji Gang soon had a new job.

In the front hall of Fan Wei's family, Ji Gang looked at the women, children and servants kneeling on the side, holding a jade horse in his hand, and asked indifferently: "There is only more than a thousand taels of silver, is it enough?"

Those women and children looked at the two big boxes under Ji Gang's feet, and the exposed golden Buddha was worth a lot of money, but because of Ji Gang's power, they didn't dare to speak.

Ji Gang frowned slightly, feeling that Fan Weichang's family was not very sensible: "Is there anything else hidden at home?"

"Master Ji, it's gone, it's all here."

Fan Weichang's wife, Mrs. Chen, said in despair. She looked at her pair of children, and as soon as she gritted her teeth, she knelt in front of Ji Gang, raised her head and said, "Master Ji, criminal women know that some people have also taken advantage of the salt merchants. ..."

This is her last hope, she doesn't want to keep herself, she just wants to make her sons and daughters suffer less.

"oh!"

Ji Gang put the jade horse on the table and looked at Chen Shi expressionlessly.

"Master Ji, there is..."

Just as Chen wanted to name those people, she saw a dangerous gleam in Ji Gang's eyes.

She panicked!

"My lord, the criminal woman doesn't know, the criminal woman is talking nonsense..."

Chen shi hugged Ji Gang's thigh, crying with tears in his eyes.

"roll!"

Ji Gang flicked Chen away, then got up and went outside.

Wang Qian came out and asked, "My lord, is there something wrong with this matter?"

Ji Gang put his legs aside, stood with a golden sword, and said with erratic eyes: "Who dares to get involved in the matter of the salt administration at this time? If it gets involved, it will be troublesome. This woman is crazy, but this official is not crazy."

"My lord, didn't Duke Cheng just go?" Wang Qian felt that if Zhu Yong could go, Jin Yiwei would be fine.

The crux of the problem is that the benefits of this matter are not small, and even Wang Qian was moved.

Ji Gang sighed softly: "Zhu Yong is brave but not scheming, his eyes only see that those salt merchants are rich, but he doesn't think of the troubles of those salt merchants, is he stupid or not! Well, take out the jade horse, here you see Come on, I have left beforehand."

In Sanyuan Lane, a sedan chair quietly arrived outside an ordinary courtyard.

"Knock knock knock!"

The bearer in front knocked on the door, and when the door opened, he and his companions carried the sedan chair inside.

Ji Gang got off the sedan chair, looked at the plump middle-aged woman standing on the steps and smiled, "Huiniang, I'm here."

The woman's figure is plump, even overdone, a little bloated. Her appearance is mediocre, and she can only be regarded as a first-class passerby on the street.

Hui Niang's brows were full of tenderness: "Second brother is here, I'm going to cook by myself."

Ji Gang waved his hand to let the bearer back down, then went up the steps, hugged Hui Niang fiercely, greedily inhaled the warm fragrance on her body, and murmured: "Huiniang, are you okay?"

Hui Niang is obviously used to this kind of hug, she stretched out her hand to caress the top of Ji Gang's head, and said softly: "Okay, I'm fine, but how is the second brother's business?"

Ji Gang squinted his eyes, like a puppy being rubbed on the top of his head by its owner, and said lazily: "My Ji Er's business will not be bad, this time I brought you something back."

The two hugged each other and went into the inner room and sat down. Ji Gang took out a jade horse from the bundle and said triumphantly: "Hui Niang, look."

There was a touch of tenderness on Hui Niang's face, she smiled and said, "Second brother, don't buy these things in the future, we don't have any children, after a hundred years, we'll just go like this."

Ji Gang's face was full of anger, and he shouted: "There will be! We will definitely have children!"

Hui Niang was not frightened, but said softly: "Second brother doesn't dislike my concubine's second marriage, I just want to grow old with my second brother."

Ji Gang grabbed Huiniang's fleshy hand, his eyes were full of dependence: "Huiniang, I will take care of you for the rest of my life, we will be able to grow old together..."

A faint green smoke rises from the copper furnace in the corner, and sandalwood bursts...

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"Uncle, the salt merchants didn't take any action, but instead said they were fully cooperating.

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Fang Xing is practicing calligraphy. He has worked hard these past few years, but he does not have the talent for calligraphy. According to Xie Jin, your calligraphy is almost caught up by Li Ermao.

Fang Xing insisted on finishing the last few words, and then said with a sigh of relief: "It's still early, as long as they are not stupid, they must make a gesture. Zhu Yong should be very proud."

Huang Zhong said: "I heard that Duke Cheng called many salt merchants to reprimand him on the first day he arrived in Yangzhou. Those salt merchants came out covered in cold sweat."

Fang Xing admired what he wrote just now, and said lightly: "Those salt merchants have seen the world, and Zhu Yong's method will only make them feel that they have no way out, and drive the dog into a poor alley. What's the difference in forcing the enemy to fight to the death? Zhu Yong is indeed brave, but it's a pity that he has no plan!"

"Master, His Highness the King of Han is here."

"please come in."

Fang Xing and Huang Zhong looked at each other, both felt that the timing of Zhu Gaoxu's arrival was a bit wrong.

Zhu Gaoxu still came in carelessly, then sat down opposite Fang Xing, and said happily: "Fang Xing, Zhu Yong wrote, saying that the salt merchants in Yangzhou have softened, let me work with him."

Fang Xing laughed and said, "My lord, what is Cheng Guogong's idea?"

"He said those salt merchants are rich, as long as we win over them, we can get rich by doing anything!"

Zhu Gaoxu looked like a brother, I take care of you: "How is it? Are you coming?"

"That's a trap, I won't come."

Fang Xing rejected Zhu Gaoxu's kindness without hesitation.

"you!"

Zhu Gaoxu felt that Fang Xing took his good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs, so he pointed at Fang Xing angrily and shouted: "Fang Xing, are you looking down on me!?"

Fang Xing waved his hand, and after Huang Zhong went out, he said: "I said that it is a pit, although it can't bury the prince, it can still make the prince look ashamed!"

Zhu Gaoxu asked suspiciously: "What do you mean by that? Does Zhu Yong dare to lie to the king?"

Fang Xing said with a smile: "He didn't dare to lie to the lord, but he was a little worried that he would not be able to eat, so he wanted to find someone to share a piece of the pie, and then he would not be so eye-catching."

"Your Majesty, the administration of salt is a major matter for the country. His Majesty has finally made up his mind to take it back. If someone makes trouble at this time..."

"This king does not want to return to the fief."

Zhu Gaoxu said subconsciously, then he was startled, and said angrily: "Does Zhu Yong dare to harm this king?"

Fang Xing said slowly: "Maybe he just wants to give the prince some benefits."

It's just that this pot needs you, Zhu Gaoxu, to take the lead!

After seeing off Zhu Gaoxu who came here in high spirits, but returned in disappointment, Fang Xing turned his attention to his two books.

The cost of movable type printing is low, and the speed is fast, so there is no need to wait for craftsmen to stereotype.

People from the Ministry of War came and sent more than a hundred books that had just been printed.

Fang Xing asked Ma Su to check the mistakes, and then asked, "Is there no one from the household department?"

Xia Yuanji had long said that he wanted the second volume of mathematics.

The little official who delivered the goods said with a look of dumbfounding: "Master Xia sent someone to guard the outside of the printed room earlier, and took every book when it came out, and took fifty or sixty copies in total."

"Have you paid me?"

Old guy, move fast enough!

"No." The little official said: "Master Xia said that Uncle you still owe him a few meals, so it should be considered as payment for the meals."