Chapter 207 Becoming a Rebel Guard (7)

In less than a month, everything Rong Ci planned was messed up, and all the benefits fell on Rong Yan.

Song Yang, salt merchant affairs, water conservancy...

This made Rong Ci have to suspect that there was a spy in his palace.

But after several days of checking, there was no result, which caused Rong Ci's face to remain gloomy.

On the other hand, not only did Rong Yan gain a lot of benefits, but his father, the emperor, also looked at him with admiration for the salt business.

Private salt sales have always been prohibited by the imperial court and are government business.

However, it has been repeatedly banned, and because of its huge profits, many people have taken advantage of it. Some officials who were engaged in the salt industry in the court colluded with people in some places to sell illegal salt for personal gain.

Illegal salt led to the imperial court unable to sell its salt and a large part of its funds was lost.

Rong Ci originally wanted to lure out other gangs from an official he caught seeking personal gain, so as to gain the appreciation of his father.

Unexpectedly, the method Rong Yan came up with could solve the problem from the source better than his.

Before he could lure out other officials, Rong Yan handed the emperor a memorial, which contained methods for dealing with illegal salt matters.

Of course this was not thought up by Rong Yan, but by Jiang Rao.

After all, his mind is not that bright.

First, start with the salt dealers in the lowest reaches and reduce the tax on local official salt.

As the source and supplier of the entire chain, salt dealers not only risk their lives to obtain salt, but also give most of the profits to the salt dealers. They earn little.

When the profits from official salt and private salt were almost the same, the salt dealers were shaken.

After solving the salt dealers, the next step is the big salt merchants.

Increase the number of salt sales points and gradually dismantle the sales power held by the big salt merchants. Moreover, the big salt merchants must pay a percentage of their annual taxes.

Under the circumstances, the economic power of the large salt merchants was at a loss, and more salt affairs were in the hands of the imperial court.

If we continue to implement this method, we will achieve remarkable results.

The imperial court's losses gradually decreased and its profits were considerable. The emperor was naturally happy. He praised Rong Yan in front of all the officials and even rewarded him with many rewards.

Later, Rong Yan made great contributions to the water conservancy project.

This caused some officials to defect to him directly and privately, and Rong Ci's power in the court was temporarily lost to him.

…

"Bang--"

Hearing the sound of something being hit on the ground, the person kneeling on the ground just lowered his head.

I have become accustomed to it.

After all, the second prince's momentum has been at its peak recently, so Rong Ci would not be happy if he was put under a lot of pressure.

After venting his anger, Rong Ci felt a little better, but the fact that he lost to Rong Yan really made him unhappy.

He saw the maid trembling slightly on the ground and suddenly thought of something.

"An one."

The person who was originally guarding the roof quickly flew down, opened the door and entered the house.

He leaned down and saluted, "Master."

Rong Ci lowered his eyes slightly to cover up the dark emotions in his eyes, "How is the situation of the female secret guard in the Second Prince's Mansion?"

He has been busy with these things these days, but he has forgotten that he still has his own manpower in Rong Yan Palace.

An Yi replied: "An Wu hasn't sent any news recently, so..." He didn't know either.

Rong Ci's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

Could it be that she betrayed herself?

But thinking that she didn't know her plan, Rong Ci gave up the idea.

"Then contact her. If it doesn't work, don't give her the antidote."

An Yi paused slightly, then responded, "Yes."

…

The sky is getting dark.

A homing pigeon flapped its wings and slowly landed on the wooden table in front of the window, calling "coo" a few times.

Not long after, fingers with sharp joints fell between its legs and took out the letter from a special bamboo tube.

The white cassock rippled slightly in the air, then fell back to its original place.

After reading the contents of the letter, the man's black eyes were as cold as a pool of ink.

The person who disrupted the situation was quite agreeable with him.

Hey, two updates, I tried my best.

This month's update won't be too stable, because I have to take the teaching qualification test at the end of the month, so I will focus on that and spend less time coding.

But I try my best, and I can do more and more every day (ˊˋ*)
Chapter completed!