Difficult for a son-in-law

Ming Zhan sleeps like a human being, extremely restless.Kicking his legs for a while, grinding his teeth for a while, talking in his sleep, and smacking his lips for a while, the annoyed Feng Jingnan just wanted to throw him out.

After a while, Ming Zhan squeezed past and smashed Feng Jingnan with a leg.

Feng Jingnan hated him so much that he pulled Ming Zhan's legs aside and decided that Ming Zhan would not be allowed to rest in the same room with him for the rest of his life.

Feng Jingnan was knocked awake several times when he was about to fall asleep, even if the clay figurine was on fire, he stretched out his hand and slapped Ming Zhan hard, Ming Zhan muttered a few words in a daze, turned over and continued to sleep.

On the second day, half of Ming Zhan's buttocks were swollen, and he asked the tired Feng Jingnan angrily, "You hit me in the middle of the night, didn't you?"

Feng Jingnan's head was shaken, he woke up and took a nap, and refused to admit it, "It's nothing, you didn't sleep well last night, you fell off the bed several times, I always have to be alert to carry you to bed, ungrateful, and chanting What, I must have dropped it by myself. I got hairy early in the morning, so hurry up and wash up. After breakfast, go and see the birthday gift prepared for the Empress Dowager, and discuss it with your mother, is there anything you want to add or subtract?"

Ming Zhan would be a ghost if he could believe his words, and with disheveled hair, he said harshly to Feng Jingnan, "Don't think that I will sleep with you in the future."

Feng Jingnan laughed twice when he heard the words, glanced at Ming Zhan's eyeballs, and said mockingly, "Yo, I really miss you." I can't wait for it.

Ming Zhan snorted coldly.

Feng Jingnan ignored Ming Zhan and called someone to come in to serve him.

Don't look at Ming Zhan growing up with Princess Wei, but his taste is completely different from that of his mother. Princess Wei likes vegetarian food, but Ming Zhan prefers sweet and sour meat.

This point is similar to Feng Jingnan.

Both father and son have packed up, one is graceful and domineering, the other is clever and handsome, Ming Zhan went south to Seoul in Fengjing, enjoying the food quietly.

He has been coveting Fengjingnan's cook for a long time, he stirred the porridge in the bowl and said, "In the future, ask them to make an extra portion and send it to me. The cook here is better than my father's. The cook in my yard It’s better at making snacks.”

Feng Jingnan really didn't know how to explain Zhan, he ate in one bite, but this kid was really embarrassed to ask for it.If you don't give it, it will look stingy; if you give it, I'm afraid it will fuel this kid's arrogance.

Feng Jingnan simply changed the subject, "Although there is no need to go to Jianghuai for the time being, you should also be more vigilant, and pay more attention to the matter of the salt dealer in Dali Temple."

Ming Zhan held a sesame flower roll in one hand, scratched his face with the other, and picked up the bowl to drink porridge, "I know. Su Xing is very confident."

Feng Jingnan didn't take it seriously, and said to Ming Zhan, "That's just a coolie selling salt, just a man. However, since the people from Lianghuai dared to hand him over, they must be somewhat confident, you have to pry it open first. his mouth."

Feng Jingnan actually mentioned it twice. Ming Zhan looked at Feng Jingnan, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Father seems to care about Lianghuai salt class?"

Feng Jingnan stirred the chicken shredded porridge in front of him, and reminded Ming Zhan, "You can ask Zimin, he was the one who noticed this."

Feng Jingnan really didn't want to hit Ming Zhan well, he didn't even know the fart, just these two times, and he still wanted to hook up with Wei Ning, it was simply beyond his control.

"You just told me directly, why did you ask me to ask others." Ming Zhantian asked with a straight face.

"That's not someone else, aren't you thinking of making Zimin's idea?" Feng Jingnan smiled, "Man, you have to use some means. Zimin is not something you can get by just saying a few nice words with a faceless face. , I was actually found at home yesterday, even me," Feng Jingnan took a silk handkerchief and dabbed it on the corner of his lips after pondering for a while, then Fang continued, "Even I will lose face. If you These two times, let's give up as soon as possible."

Glancing at the little flower roll in Ming Zhan's hand, he sighed, "It's useless to eat these meals all day long."

After finishing speaking, he got up and left, that kind of gleeful contempt made Ming Zhan so angry that he ate half a bowl of rice in one go.

After eating breakfast, Ming Zhan called Fan Weilai to give instructions, "Go to your father and ask for the salt classes of every salt factory in the Imperial Capital Salt Department over the past few years."

Fan Wei has been with Ming Zhan for many years, so he left immediately.

Fan Wei was no longer the idiot who studied hard, now he was dressed in green and jade belt, his eyes were moist, and he was quite smart.At the beginning, Fan Wenzhou was very worried that his son would be ignorant of the world while he was studying, and he only hoped that his son would gain some insight into his economic career. When Fan Wei did, Fan Wenzhou felt that his son was still the most likable when he was studying.

The data of the imperial capital's salt class is classified, and cannot be borrowed unless there is Feng Jingnan's handwriting. Fan Wenzhou has always been selfless and stern.

Fan Wei was persuading his father, "Isn't the relationship between the prince and the prince the same as that between the son and you? Father has always been generous, why is he so rigid now? Think about it, you are fair now, don't give me the account book , I am powerless. The son turned around to look for the prince, can the prince not show it to him? Only in this way, the father will also have an old name. We father and son, what is this picture?"

Unmoved, Fan Wenzhou closed the booklet in his hand and said, "The booklet in the salt class, you can see it just by looking at it. I still say the same thing, I can't give it without the prince's oral order."

"Father, aren't you embarrassing your son?" Fan Wei held a cup of tea in person and said with a smile, "However, my son also knows that you have always been ruthless. The son is not an unreasonable person, otherwise, the son will serve you Now, I will go with you to see the prince. If it is not possible, I will try my best and not let father make things difficult for you. "

After Fan Wenzhou had used it for a while, he took out the key, opened the box, took out a booklet and handed it to his son, "My lord has ordered it to be ready."

Co-author, you always make things difficult for me on purpose.

Fan Wei complained in his heart, but he still had to apologize with a smile on his lips, and went back to report with his account book.

Ming Zhan was a little surprised, "So fast?"

"My lord has already ordered me, if it wasn't for..." Fan Wei couldn't sue his father anyway, and changed his words, "If my father didn't worry about my youth and gave me a few more instructions, I would have returned a long time ago, which would have delayed my son's life." thing."

Ming Zhan smiled knowingly, "I have Fang Gu Yan, you know I don't know much about it. You can use it later."

Fan Wenzhou loves ancient inkstones the most, many people know his hobby, Ming Zhan gave it to Fan Wei, naturally he wanted Fan Weizhi to be filial to his father.

Fan Wei was not polite to Ming Zhan either, he frowned and said with a smile, "Thank you, my lord."

Feng Zhi stepped forward to prepare pen and ink for Ming Zhan, Ming Zhan asked with a smile, "Feng Zhi, what does your father like?"

Feng Zhi was also generous, "My father prefers ancient calligraphy and painting."

Ming Zhan took a pen, opened the account, and wrote down a set of data.

Of course, he would not ask Wei Ning about this kind of thing, and Wei Ning has no obligation to tell him such court secrets.But Ming Zhan can always guess three points. What is involved in the salt class is nothing more than money.

Ming Zhan directly drew the coordinate curves of the salt production of each salt field in the past 15 years to compare.

Ming Zhan gradually pursed his lips and frowned slightly, "How could this be?"

Fan Wei and Feng Zhi were also a little shocked, Ming Zhan had already closed the account book and said, "No one is allowed to go out and talk about this matter."

"Yes."

Ming Zhan leaned on the grand teacher's chair and said softly, "The salt class is oily and watery. As long as there is no problem with the brain, the emperor will definitely send his confidantes there. How about more than ten years?" Turning his eyes to Fan Wei and Feng Zhi, he said, "Ten years ago, the princes were still young, and they were not involved in the struggle for the throne."

"My lord, isn't this a coincidence? It's been a fraction of a million and eight million taels per year. It's been exactly 80 years now, and the salt class has lost nearly ten million taels of silver compared to the beginning." Fan Wei said, "Even if someone tampers , the hands and feet are too simple, it looks like..."

Fan Wei and Feng Zhi looked at each other and said, "It looks like it was done on purpose."

Ming Zhan lowered his eyes and boiled the frog in warm water. Fifteen years ago, the salt class was able to turn in about 15 million yuan. In the second year, it was about 2000 less. This figure is almost negligible compared to the base number; the third year is the same as the second year , In the next ten years, the money in the salt class has been decreasing by hundreds of thousands of dollars. Until today, the salt class has only tens of millions of silver taels, and it is difficult for the court to sustain it.

Who would spend more than ten years doing such an obvious game?Who has such a powerful dynamic salt class?

The first thing Ming Zhan thought of was Feng Jingqian, no, no, Feng Jinggan is the master of suffering, without money, the court can't move an inch.No emperor would be so nervous as to make fun of the salt lesson.

Fengjingnan?Of course it's impossible, the two brothers have a good relationship, but they are very guarded against each other, it is impossible for Feng Jinggan to let Feng Jingnan extend his hand to Lianghuai Salt Class.Feng Jingnan himself knew the taboo, so naturally he would not do such a thing.

That famous family in the court?

Ming Zhan smiled slightly. He hadn't wade into the water in the salt class yet, so it was a little more unpredictable.