Domineering Daming

When Bi Ziyan went to Shenlong Mansion, what was on his mind?

Fu Changzong couldn't figure out what Bi Ziyan was going to do before he became an official, but if Bumbutai was involved, it was not an ordinary thing, and he forced Qianqing Palace to take action.

"I hope he doesn't do stupid things." Fu Changzong sighed lightly, he also didn't want Bi Ziyan to turn against Zhu Xu's ruler and ministers, so that he would lose his reputation at the end of the day.

Outside was a man in his 30s, who was Fu Changzong's staff member. When he heard Fu Changzong sighing and talking to himself, his expression moved, and he hesitated to speak.

At this time, Bi Ziyan did leave Yingtian Mansion and entered Shenlong Mansion.

Inside the carriage, Bi Ziyan looked at the taverns and teahouses lined up on both sides, scattered and orderly, with no expression on his face and quite calm eyes.

Bi Ziyan was wearing an ordinary cloth shirt, like an ordinary old Confucian scholar, walking slowly and watching carefully.

Beside him was the head of the Legal Department of the State Administration of Taxation. He followed Bi Ziyan and said in a low voice, "My lord, don't you want to inform that empress? She is calling the shots in Shenlong Mansion. It would be bad if it caused misunderstandings."

"No, let's take a look first." Bi Ziyan said lightly.

Chapter 1242

Bi Ziyan was walking around the street like an ordinary person, looking at the customs and customs here.

A group of people accompanied him, including officials from the Sixth Ministry of the Cabinet, as well as officials from the governor of Jiangsu. They were all cautious and reserved at the moment.

Shenlong Mansion is an extremely special place. It is the land of the Ming Dynasty, but it is not under the management of the Ming court. It is a place directly under the emperor's jurisdiction. It is Chen Niangniang.

What is done here is very different from the ancestral system of the Ming Dynasty. There is no government, no army, and no complicated official positions of the Ming Dynasty.

It's more like a Jianghu organization, with the seven directors as the management, managing the huge Shenlong Mansion.

The location of Shenlong Mansion is probably the Shanghai of the later generations. It is surrounded by the Huangpu River. The hell is huge and the geographical location is very good.

Wherever Bi Ziyan has passed, there are many architectural styles that are not from the Ming Dynasty. At first glance, they are from outside the region. Some he knows, the wooden ones are mostly Japanese, some are resplendent and rich, and they should be Siamese. Some are big Baotou, occupying an extremely large area Guangzhou should have been built by the Mongols.There are also some churches and rather "small" houses, most of which belong to people from Xiyi.

As they were walking, a group of tall religious disciples passed by Bi Ziyan and the others, and asked sideways, "How many barbarians are there here?"

An official from the governor's office in Jiangsu stepped forward and said in a low voice: "If you want to enter our Daming, you must have the permission of the Foreign Affairs Bureau, and the identity documents issued by the Bureau are also time-limited. There are probably as many as [-], and the entire Ming Dynasty may exceed [-]."

Bi Ziyan frowned, didn't say much, and continued to walk forward.

In a small teahouse not far away, a 24-year-old young man sat on a chair with a big horse and a golden sword. Beside him was a blond European man, on the other side was a short Japanese man, and on the opposite side was a well-dressed Chunky Mongolian.

The young man stretched out his right arm, and with a proud face, he said loudly: "This is silk from Dechunfang. It uses the cloud weaving method. It takes half a month. This piece of clothing is worth 20 taels. Have you seen my scarf? Shanyou’s pottery’s craftsmanship sells for six taels of silver in Nanzhili, and these boots are unique skills of the Jiangxi Zhou’s…”

This young man showed off that his whole body cost no less than 50 taels of silver!

The three people on the table immediately showed envious expressions, and the European said in broken Chinese: "Mr. Li is worthy of being the master of Liangcheng. I heard that your Li family occupies half of Liangcheng, and you are called Li Bancheng..."

The Japanese looked at the clothes and decorations on his body with envy all over his face. He couldn't wait, and said expectantly: "Mr. Li, can you share some of these with us? We are willing to pay a high price for them."

The Mongolian opened his eyes wide, looked at Mr. Li and said, "Mr. Li, I am willing to buy at a high price, and please help Mr. Li..."

Mr. Li narrowed his small eyes, pulled a small box from behind, and said, "Did you see this box? The fine red sandalwood, did you see the jade inside? This was a tribute in the previous dynasty. It's disturbing, so it's cancelled, and look at this piece of silk cloth, it shows two sides, this is top-notch embroidery..."

Europeans, Mongols, and Japanese looked at the small box on the table. They had dealt with the Ming Dynasty for a long time, and they could tell at a glance that these three things were very ordinary and worthless.

But the three of them had a clear mind, and the European immediately said: "Mr. Li is right, I want this set, 20 taels, a hundred!"

"I want 150!" The Mongolian shouted without hesitation.

"Such a good thing, I want three hundred!" The Wa people are short in stature but rich in wealth, and said sincerely.

In fact, this thing is not even worth five cents.

Mr. Li's eyes were full of smiles, and he said: "It's not been a day or two since we've been doing business, today we're here to drink, come, drink, drink..."

Europeans, Mongols, and Japanese also echoed with smiles on their faces.

"Drink a fart in the teahouse!" A young man not far away heard the resentment and cursed in a low voice.

This person just walked into this teahouse, and a group of more than ten people sat down at five tables.

Mr. Li looked at Bi Ziyan and his party, his eyes lit up sharply, he examined it, then turned his head and said a few words to the three barbarians, and the three left happily and left.

Mr. Li took a sip of tea, listened to Bi Ziyan's low-pitched conversation at the table, narrowed his eyes, got up suddenly, walked over with a laugh, raised his hand at Bi Ziyan, and said, "Wan Sheng met the old man, I don't know The old man is from the capital?"

Just as the people around Bi Ziyan were about to scold him, Bi Ziyan raised his hand calmly, looked at Mr. Li and said indifferently: "That's right, come to do business."

Mr. Li had a big smile on his face, sat down beside Bi Ziyan, squeezed out the original cabinet manager, and said excitedly to Bi Ziyan: "Mr. It's the first time I've encountered it, and I even said that you are already late, since the second year of Jingzheng, I don't know how many officials came from the capital, and now they have already been rich and have millions of dollars..."

Who is Bi Ziyan? He has a clear view of Mr. Li's thoughts, and he said calmly as usual: "I heard a lot of such things in the capital, but I couldn't stand the persuasion of a few old friends, so I went south. Yes, in just two or three years, you can accumulate millions of family assets?"

Mr. Li approached Bi Ziyan, with a mysterious and excited face, and said: "Don't believe me, just say that Wei Langzhong, who became an official in Tianqi year, came the year before last. Have you seen the yard in front? It belongs to their family. With hundreds of acres of land, there are more than a dozen single restaurants in Shenlong Mansion, dozens of large and small ships, and hundreds of people are employed in the weaving workshop. Every time I go to sea, I get tens of thousands of silver in profits. ..."

An inexplicable expression appeared on Bi Ziyan's thin face, and he picked up the teacup in hand.

Mr. Li looked at Bi Ziyan's expression, and he clearly saw the color of "interest", and immediately said: "Mr., at first glance, he is a high-ranking official in the capital. Are you interested in doing business together? You don't need to do anything, just help to open the business." A few greetings, prepare a ten-thousand-eight thousand silver, among other things, I guarantee you to earn 10 taels a year!"

Bi Ziyan knew very well about the collusion between government and businessmen, but he was shocked in his heart.

One hundred thousand silver a year, what a huge amount of money!He is a "chief assistant", with a monthly salary of 180 taels of silver, plus a low salary, it is 250 taels, and he can't earn it for 30 years without eating or drinking!

For businessmen, Bi Ziyan is extremely displeased, buys high and sells low, does not produce, is treacherous, ruthless, and now even colludes with officials... to harm the country and the people!

In an instant, Bi Ziyan turned countless words like this in his mind, and his eyes became indifferent.

An official next to Bi Ziyan hinted to the guards not far away, and the two guards stepped forward, grabbed Mr. Li and dragged him outside.

Mr. Li was taken aback, and suddenly shouted: "Does the old man think so? If you think it's less, I can give you more. As long as you show your skills, let alone 50, you can earn [-]. Our family The boat on the boat goes out to sea and goes out of the customs, and every time it is a profit of hundreds of thousands..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was thrown out by the guards.

The head of Jiangsu governor's yamen opposite Bi Ziyan observed his words and immediately said: "My lord, don't listen to the words of such a rascal and prodigal son. He is nothing more than bragging and trying to defraud you of his money. Don't take it to heart..."

Chapter 1243 Big Business

Bi Ziyan brought his teacup to his mouth, but it touched his lips and fell down violently. He got up and walked outside.

A group of people immediately followed, feeling a little frightened.

Mr. Bi Ge is about to retire, this time is the most sensitive and scary, and Mr. Bi Ge is the most "righteous", if he is dissatisfied, there will be a big mess.

Bi Ziyan walked on the road expressionlessly, and asked after a while: "Are there many officials doing business?"

The officials of the governor's yamen in Jiangsu pondered, knowing that they couldn't hide it, hesitantly said: "Old Huige, since Wanli, there have been more and more merchants, and even more in this dynasty, especially Donglin, no, Jiangzuo, Shanyou, etc. There may be more than ten thousand officials, large and small, who have been dismissed from their posts."

Maybe over ten thousand, maybe over one hundred thousand!

Bi Ziyan's heart was like a mirror, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and asked instead: "How many ships are there in Shenlongfu now?"