Tang Yi was a completely activist. What made him crazy and even desperate was the bureaucratic system of the Ming Dynasty, which was rigid, conservative, and suffocatingly inefficient. If you were to count on them to stabilize the price of salt and hand over power to them, even the smallest officials would use the power in exchange for profit. ←,

Only when his waist is full can he use his only little spare time to fulfill his mission. Even so, he is already a good official.

Therefore, we must not count on them to stabilize the salt price. After Tang Yi entered Huai'an, he first invited the local Jinyiwei. Since the opening of Tianjin, Tang Yi and Lu Bing have been tied together.

Tang Yi also understood Lu Bing's temper. The general seemed strong, but lacked a sense of determination. He relied on Jiajing's holy family and attached more importance to the Lu family's wealth and glory for thousands of years. After grasping Lu Bing's weakness, Tang Yi launched a silver bullet offensive without hesitation. He distributed the business of transportation in Huguang to the Lu family, and then opened a large number of businesses in Tianjin to operate various businesses.

Although the Jinyiwei looks glamorous and has great power, they are even more cruel inside. They say that the emperor and the ministers are the same. Every time they change to a commander, they have to clean up and change their own people from beginning to end.

As for those losers, they will be kicked out, especially most Jinyiwei spend money like flowing water and have no concept of financial management. When they are driven away, they will become nothing, poor, and even bullied by their former enemies.

Tang Yi touched the meridians of the Jinyiwei and used the power of the Lu family to throw out a lot of dry muscles. From top to bottom, although the money was not much, the victory was long-lasting and stable.

The income will be deposited into the designated account of the transportation bank, and no one can move except them. This is like giving the Jinyiwei a reliable way out.

The Jinyiwei was grateful all over the world. When something happened, he tried his best.

After Tang Yi explained the situation, he immediately started to move. The Jinyiwei took the salt separately and went to various prefectures and counties.

The Jinyiwei came forward, and no one dared to collect taxes along the way, and it was unobstructed. Within five days, the markets of the two Huai Prefectures were filled with high-quality and low-cost salt. A salt crisis quickly disappeared, as if it had never happened...

Someone would like to ask, Tang Yi can command the Jinyiwei. But where did he get so much salt?

It’s very simple. Tang Yi invited the wealthy stove owners to Wang Wenxian, the leader. The first time they met, Tang Yi was also shocked.

According to Wu Tiancheng's introduction, Wang Wenxian had five or six thousand stoves in his hand, and had a shortage of salt. He took out 300,000 cigars in one breath, and one cigar was 300 kilograms. The large quantity was so large that Tang Yi was shocked.

In Tang Yi's impression, Wang Wenxian should be like those Yangzhou salt merchants, with a fat heart and spending money like flowing water, and his body is full of gold.

But the real Wang Wenxianman is not like this. He is wearing a short strap, a hat, and a trouser, looking like he has just returned from the ground.

Looking at his face, it was dark and shiny, with ravines scattered. Like an old farmer, there was a layer of water rust on his forehead, and he was obviously often working on the beach. Tang Yi secretly observed his hands and feet, and his index finger joints were thick and swollen. The muscles on his calves were very developed, and these details showed that he was personally involved in the labor.

Just imagine, isn’t it ridiculous for a wealthy man with a net worth of billions to go to the production line to be a laborer? But it just appeared in front of you.

Wang Wenxian saw Tang Yi's surprise and smiled slightly: "Does the imperial envoy find it incredible?"

"It was a little unexpected." Tang Yi quickly returned to normal.

Wang Wenxian smiled honestly and said, "I'm not to hide it from it. My father was a juren back then and served as a teacher."

"So Mr. Wang is still a scholarly family?"

Wang Wenxian waved his hand in a hurry, "I dare not say that. In front of Lord Tang, there are still a few scholars in the world!" Wang Wenxian was polite, but his tone was neither humble nor arrogant. He was not scared by Tang Yi at all, but talked freely.

"My father was honest and unfortunately offended his superiors, dismissed his official position, and was renamed as a stove owner. That year, the little man was fifteen years old. There was no way. In order to survive, he had to work hard. In the first month, the little man was exhausted and vomited blood, and almost lost his life..."

Speaking of the miserable appearance back then, Wang Wenxian was very calm and proud. He was not beaten by difficulties and gritted his teeth and supported him.

Relying on his willingness and intelligence and his family business was a little bit accumulated. By the age of 30, he had more than 100 restaurants under his command and his life had improved completely. He was not satisfied, so he tried his best and used all means to expand his career, black and white, snowballing like a snowball.

By the age of fifty, Wang Wenxian finally became one of the famous stove owners in the Huai River.

Unlike those salt merchants who hold their own money, Wang Wenxian's money was exchanged for sweat. As long as he was free, he would chop firewood, burn fire, and boil salt like a stove, which has been going on for decades, never interrupted.

After hearing this, Tang Yi couldn't help but look admiring.

"Mr. Wang's painstaking experience makes many people ashamed of their current family business. I really admire him."

Wang Wenxian said solemnly: "Master Tang, the villain said this because he wanted to ask for an explanation."

"speak."

Wang Wenxian's face became solemn, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he seemed very excited. "The villain couldn't understand one thing. We earned all hard money. A bead of sweat fell eight petals. What about those people? They could easily eat and drink delicious food and spicy food by guarding the money they passed down from their ancestors. Our salt is private salt, and they could only sell it to those salt merchants at a low price. When they came to their hands, they stamped them with a big seal, and they could easily make a lot of money!" Wang Wenxian's fists were clenched tightly, and his bones made a crisp sound.

"Sir, you are Wen Kuixing in the sky. I want to ask you to help me solve my doubts!" ​​Wang Wenxian stared at Tang Yi with a look of grief and indignation.

Tang Yi pondered for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter, "Mr. Wang, with your talent, can I still need me to solve your doubts? But if you ask me, then I will say that the things in the Ming Dynasty cannot escape the word "ancestor". You covet the huge profits of selling salt and want to get a share of the pie. I understand and support you very much. I just want to force it, but I am afraid I can't succeed."

Before he knew it, Tang Yi had already pushed out the responsibility of manipulating the strike and manipulating the salt price. Wang Wenxian could naturally hear it, but he was more concerned about what Tang Yi said about understanding and support, and what he meant.

"Mr. Wang, open the skylight and say something. You will help me stabilize the salt price. I will help you get the sales power of salt. We will cooperate with each other and get what we need."

Wang Wenxian's pupils shrank in an instant, and he chuckled: "Master Tang, you just said that the ancestor system is not violated, but now you say help me. The villain is really at a loss!"

"Hahaha, the ancestral system is indeed as great as the sky, but don't forget that I am the one who has defeated the ancestral system! This alone is worthy of your trust in this official!"

Tang Yi spoke very domineeringly, but he had the capital. Everyone knew that sea ban was Zhu Yuanzhang's ancestral teachings, but Tang Yi bypassed the rules of his classmate Zhu and opened the Maritime Warehouse from Tianjin to Guangzhou.

Outsiders cannot understand the mystery, but they only know that Tang Yi is very good at his skills and respect him as a god. Before coming, Wang Wenxian had already investigated Tang Yi's background clearly.

He knew that Tang Yi was very smart, and he bribed and won over. Any means of dealing with other people would be useless as Tang Yi. Only then did he put forward the most realistic attitude, openly and negotiating with Tang Yi.

To be honest, Wang Wenxian only wanted to pour out bitterness and acted like a mourning soldier. Moreover, he also knew the conflict between Tang Yi and the Yan Party, so he took advantage of their conflict and let Tang Yi take action and drive Yan Maoqing away, and everyone was very happy.

He never thought that he could go further.

Wang Wenxian narrowed his old eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed from time to time, which was so smart that it was different from the old farmer's image.

"Master Tang, you won't coax the villain, are you?"

"Mr. Wang, I'm not polite. As an imperial envoy, I can give you an order to catch dozens of people and chop a few heads. I don't believe it. You dare to continue making trouble. And... I will find you first when I enter the city. What if I find those salt merchants and tycoons first? They don't have the strength in their hands, but they eat alone, which arouses public anger, and then they temporarily endure it. They have no good intentions, and you are so furious that the court is furious. They just use the sword of the court to cut you all, so they can dominate the salt profit!"

Tang Yi said in an old-fashioned manner, not saying much, but every sentence hit Wang Wenxian's weakness.

Compared with the large salt merchants who have been operating for generations and have mixed connections, they have seriously lacked high-end combat power. In other words, they cannot affect the decisions of the court. Any of their resistance will appear fragile in front of the imperial army, not to mention that they do not have the courage to fight to the death.

Cold sweat flowed down Wang Wenxian's temples, like naughty earthworms. The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and suddenly knelt in front of Tang Yi.

"Sir, the young are willing to obey the arrangements of the adults. I also ask the adults to be confident and do what they say!"

Tang Yi smiled and said, "I have never told any lies before! Don't worry, just follow my arrangements, keep everything good, and everything you want will come true!"

After seeing off Wang Wenxian, Wu Tiancheng hurriedly turned out from behind the screen and raised two thumbs to Tang Yi.

"Master, you are so awesome. After a few words, you can settle this smelly and hard old thing. The disciple is overwhelmed!" Wu Tiancheng laughed and approached Tang Yi and asked, "Master, I still can't figure it out. Didn't you help Yan Maoqing's big help? It seems that repaying grudges with kindness is not your style?"

"Hahaha!" Tang Yi punched Wu Tiancheng, "You dare to arrange the master, you are so brave! You have to practice your vision well. The more I pull back, the more Yan Maoqing will have to rush forward. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand!" Wu Tiancheng shook his head honestly.
Chapter completed!