The restaurant He chose to have dinner is located near the Dongguan Ferry Head of Yangzhou City.

The second-story restaurant stands by the crisscrossing waterways. Small boats are tied to the side of the restaurant, full of the charm of Jiangnan water towns.

Master He took Jia Huan to the second floor and sat down next to the window. The waiter of this restaurant called Linjiang Fish followed. Master He ordered: "Come the fish you have made today, make a pot of fresh fish soup, cut a plate of mutton, and then a few side dishes."

The waiter responded and reported the dishes to go downstairs.

Master He smiled and said, "The fish soup in his house is delicious. Ziyu is mourning for his uncle and cannot drink alcohol, so he can drink fish soup."

Jia Huan smiled and nodded. He looked at the surrounding environment and saw a busy canal a few miles away. In the river and sky, there was a autumn scenery.

On the second floor of the restaurant, around the surrounding windows, tables and chairs of different sizes are arranged, and screens separate the elegant seats in the city. Several guests are already eating fish.

Daiyu and the others have been setting out for Suzhou for three days. Jia Huan still had a deep feeling in his heart. This was a natural emotion. After all, Lin Ruhai valued him very much and trusted him.

When he first came to Jiangnan, his mood was full of excitement, comfort, and freedom: looking for osmanthus in the mountain temple, and looking at the tide on the county pavilion pillow.

After spending the Mid-Autumn Festival in Yangzhou, the Jiangnan style I appreciated was: a cup of spring bamboo leaves with Wu wine, and a pair of Wu wore lotus flowers to drink. He was also intoxicated by this.

At this time, his study plan in Jinling had been decided: he went to Nanjian for two years. In addition, Lin Ruhai's entrustment of the orphan, his mentality inevitably became more mature and calmed down.

Looking at the vast river view, the setting sun spreads golden red in the river water. The tone of the boat mooring melodiously came. Jia Huan's depressed mood was slightly better.

Just then, the waiter in the restaurant served the dishes. The big pot of fish soup was steaming and fragrant. Jia Huan tasted it and the meat was tender, which was indeed a delicacy.

Master He drank the fish soup and sighed: "Ziyu, there is actually another factor in why the court made public discussion on why the salt law reformed. The general business system of salt merchants will weaken the power of the Salt Yun Department. After Yang Yun learned the news, he wrote a letter to the court, strongly opposing it."

Jia Huan sipped fish soup.

This is true. As the first yamen in Yangzhou City, Lianghuai Salt Transportation Bureau has to deal with more than 300 salt merchants, which is actually not a problem. But if the salt merchants are divided into general agents and second-level agents, it will become organized and orderly. Although it is not close, it will probably not be so easy for the Salt Transportation Bureau to settle the general managers with strong financial resources in the future.

After thinking about it, Jia Huan said, "Mr. He, I actually suggest that Mr. Sha compete for the power to rectify the salt law."

He has not entered the official career yet, and all he can borrow is the resources and strength of his teachers. The greater his official position, the more benefits he has for him. Of course, he is willing to plan for Sha Sheng.

The spoon on Master He's hand stopped in mid-air, looking at Jia Huan, waiting for his next sentence.

Jia Huan said: "The opposition of the Salt Transport Department is nothing more than worrying about the damage to power. If Mr. Sha can write to the court to replace the Salt Transport Censor with the Huaiyang Division and the Huaiyang Division of Patrol Road, the Salt Transport Department will definitely agree.

Of course, in the long run, if the Salt Transport Department does not have a full-time salt inspection and censorship supervision, it may be too big and difficult to control. If Mr. Sha obtains the power to rectify the salt law and establishes the general business system, it can ensure the country's salt course income. Mr. Sha has to decide on how to choose."

Master He couldn't help but stroking his palm and laughed, "Good idea. Haha."

This is called division and transformation. Without the Salt Censor in charge of the Salt Yun Department, how could Yang Yunci be unhappy? Is it difficult for the general manager to deal with or the Salt Censor in charge of the Salt Yun Department? Is this an obvious matter?

As for, there were two more mother-in-laws on their heads: Huaiyang was divided into guards and Huaiyang was divided into patrols. Yang Yun could make himself consider what was going on.

When rectifying the salt law, the Salt Transportation Department of course had to be a grandson. However, after the rules were established, the power of the two offices on salt affairs would gradually decline in a large number of daily official duties. After a long time, it would indeed be incomplete.

Jia Huan smiled.

Master He asked curiously again: "Why didn't Ziyu mention such a good strategy in front of Dongweng at noon?"

Jia Huan said helplessly: "I think about Mr. Yisha's temperament and temper, and I may not necessarily accept my strategy."

Master He laughed. This is a multiple-choice question for Dongweng. It is still a relatively difficult multiple-choice question. No wonder Ziyu was worried. But from his perspective, of course, he hoped that the greater the power of the boss, the better. He would persuade the boss when he went back.

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After Jia Huan and Master He talked about the important matter, they relaxed their minds, leaned on the chair, chatting while drinking fish soup.

At this time, the sunset had already set. The night was shrouding on the river surface, and the docks were lights. There were gradually more and more elegant people around. Several scholars in the elegant seats were talking loudly, and their words attracted Jia Huan's attention.

"A interesting thing happened in Yangzhou recently. I wonder if you friends have heard of it."

"Brother Chu, don't keep it a secret, say it quickly."

"Haha. On the third day of September, the Yangzhou salt inspector Lin Ruhai died of illness during his post. His property, concubines, and daughter were all in the hands of the Jia family. I heard the salt merchants who were paying their respects back and said that Miss Lin was young, but she was beautiful. One glance made her bones feel weak. What a pity."

"Not right? Lin Chayuan is the son-in-law of the Jia family. He has no children, so it is not normal for him to entrust his funeral to relatives?"

"Hehe, what I am talking about is the second master Lian who donated a title of Xu in the funeral. But Jia Huan, who came from Jinling later, was the Jia Huan, who wrote in Yangzhou that "when will the bright moon come?". In the procuratorate, there were minor officials and yamen runners who testified that this man was greedy for the beauty of the Lin girl and came from Jinling to get both people and money."

A scholar slapped the table and cursed: "Bah, this person is really a scum in Shilin! We should reveal his true face."

Brother Chu said, "Brother Liu, don't scold me in panic. There are even more disgusting things. On that day, when did the poem "Bright Moon" be written and the words on the head. Do you have any impression of brothers? You also have a treasure. Oh, no matter who this girl is? Miss Lin can only be a concubine. After getting the property of Lin Chayuan and treating his daughter like this, is there any reason for this?"

"Svene scum."

"It's like a human face and a beastly heart. Where is the conscience?"

"Birds and birds in their clothes - beasts. We are incompatible with them."

The scholars in the elegant seat next door cursed Jia Huan. Nowadays, the style of Jiangnan scholars has long been arrogant. Scolding and criticizing are all pediatrics. Although Yangzhou has to be more implicit, I suddenly heard that Jia Huan, who is famous in Jiangnan, was actually such a person. Who doesn’t want to scold?

Brother Chu said again: "There is another thing. Lin Chamber of Commerce has four concubines, all of whom are beautiful and have their own charm. I feel pity for you. I heard that they all have all been included in the kid's bags. I taste them all over the past few days, and enjoy the joy of singing every night. Hey, the concubine's mother and the legitimate daughter are really disregarding human ethics and acting like birds and beasts!"

The scholars burst into laughter, "Brother Chu wishes he could trade it. Haha." Then there was another discussion.

Jia Huan's face was gloomy and could no longer listen. He slapped the table hard. The discussion on the other side of the screen paused.

Jia Huan whispered loudly: "It is the greatest thing for people to die. Several people talk about other people's family members after others, and their words are dirty. It is really a villain's behavior!"

Master He was also very dissatisfied. How could he arrange the family members of the deceased like this? It was too vicious. It was a waste of scholars. He angrily scolded: "I have been in Yangzhou for a few months, but I didn't know that there are such a shameless and shameless person. In the public, he talked about other people's wives and daughters in public, but he was not ashamed, but proud. It's simply outrageous."

On the other side of the screen, the tables and chairs were ringing. Four people stood up and walked around to Jia Huan and Master He.

Jia Huan looked coldly, glanced at him, stood up, and stood up to confront the visitor. Those who were familiar with Jia Huan knew how angry he was now. He was already filled with anger by scolding him with hearsay rumors. In addition, he insulted Lin Ruhai's family with words and spoken to Aunt Pei and Daiyu, which made him even more angry!

He was a man who had experienced bombing in the information age. Reasonable news is generally delivered slowly. But if it is romantic news, it will spread throughout Yangzhou City in a few days. At that time, not only his reputation will be destroyed, but also Lin Ruhai's reputation and Daiyu's reputation.

How can he tolerate this situation?

The people who came here were all straight Confucian scarves and dressed as scholars. The leader was about thirty years old, and the group of four was about 17 or 18 years old. The leader, the scholar Chu Xiucai, bowed to Master He and sneered: "Who is you? My friend is drinking together and discussing a few interesting stories in Yangzhou. Could it be that he offended you?"

Master He has a scholarly reputation and is dressed as a scholar. Otherwise, the scholars on the other side may not necessarily speak.

Master He said coldly: "It doesn't matter who you are. How many people are you waiting for, as scholars, to be rappers, and to be slandered people's reputation, what is the reason?"

Chu Xiucai sneered: "Someone did it, can I say no? Even the emperor will not block the way of speech."

Master He was speechless.

Several Yangzhou scholars burst into laughter. Diners who were eating in the second floor of Linjiang Yu Restaurant poked their heads out, looked here, and then retreated.

"What are you laughing at? Is it funny?" Jia Huan interrupted the laughter of the few people without hesitation, "I am the descendants of the Zhen family in Jinling, and they are family friends with the Jia family. After hearing what you guys said, it was very insincere, so I would like to ask for the name."

The laughter became quiet. Several Yangzhou scholars looked at each other. Of course, they knew that the Zhen family in Jinling knew that they were very powerful in Jiangnan. The Zhen family members could not afford to offend them.

Chu Xiucai smiled embarrassedly, "This friend invited me. I also heard from people on the Little Qinhuai River, and I just talked to my brothers. How offensive are you."

As he said that, he took a few Yangzhou scholars and walked downstairs quickly. Now they ran away, what can the other party do to them?

Jia Huan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to run so frankly. He didn't want the style of a scholar at all.

Master He laughed in silence, shook his head, and patted Jia Huan on the shoulder, "Ziyu, forget it. They have also heard people. Rumors stop at the wise."

Jia Huan shook his head and looked faintly, "Mr. He, this matter is probably not that simple." The wind of the river came from the restaurant.
Chapter completed!