"The royal family and relatives may be of some use, but water from a distance cannot quench the thirst for nearness."

"How about we go on strike?"

The fierce quarrel suddenly fell silent, and everyone turned their attention to the salt merchant who proposed a strike.

The man waved his hands repeatedly, "That's what I said."

"This is a solution." The person who spoke was Jiang Chun, the real boss of the Lianghuai Salt Industry.

Whether it is official salt or private salt, Jiang Chun is the one who makes the biggest salt.

Picking up the tea bowl and gently stroking the tea leaves with the lid, Jiang Chun said slowly, "But not now."

"This is a lose-lose tactic. Even if it forces the emperor to give in temporarily, it will offend the emperor to death. Do you want to have a better future?"

Jiang Chun's eyes were sharp: "This emperor is different from the previous ones."

He pointed his hand in the direction of Yanzheng Yamen, "He came to Yangzhou on horseback and with an army!"

Jiang Chun emphasized his tone.

"This is an emperor on horseback!"

There is a completely different difference between the emperor on horseback and the emperor who stays in the Forbidden City all day long.

Moreover, Li Yunze is still so young. If he really offends him to death, he will definitely not end well.

Even noble people can be killed easily, let alone a group of salt merchants.

Many salt merchants said in unison, "Please Mr. Jiang to come up with an idea."

"First of all, everyone must be prepared to bleed." Jiang Chun drank tea slowly. "When the emperor wants to discuss salt affairs, we will give him as much as he wants."

As soon as these words came out, the hall immediately exploded.

The excited salt merchants talked all over the place and had all kinds of fierce quarrels.

It wasn't until Jiang Chun placed the tea bowl heavily on the table that the salt merchants gradually became quiet.

"What time do you think it is now?"

Jiang Chun looked a little ferocious, "The emperor's knife has been placed on our necks! Are you still thinking about good things at this time? Is it really easy to talk about being an emperor?"

"Do you know how many people the emperor killed on his way south? All the banknotes on the Grand Canal were destroyed!"

"Jiang Xingshou." A salt merchant said, "We all know what you said, but we can't give as much as the emperor wants. Let's not say whether it can be taken out. Even if it can be taken out, what will happen every year?

"

Jiang Chun sneered, "The emperor has entered Yangzhou City with a knife, and you are still pretending to be dumbfounded."

"According to the regulations on salt affairs, you can pay as much as you need. If you really want more, then you will be poor. In short, we must try our best to send the emperor away first. Ming Dynasty is so big, he can't keep staring at us.

Yangzhou, right?”

"As long as the emperor leaves, there will naturally be room for negotiation if we pay money or something in the future. We have plenty of ways!"

"Of course, if the emperor really forces us to die, then we will fight to the death and strike!"

After taking a breath, Jiang Chun picked up the tea bowl again.

"Furthermore, as long as you are a human being, you must have preferences, even the emperor is no exception."

"The late Emperor liked to be a carpenter. Now, Your Majesty, I think he is young and strong, so let's first select a group of beauties to present to him."

A salt merchant retorted, "How can the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards be short of beauties?"

"Confused!"

"The beauties in the palace all pay attention to being dignified and polite. We want to give the emperor a style that he has never seen before."

Jiang Chun narrowed his eyes, "Young man Mu Ai, of course he wants to pick out the unique ones. What we in Jiangnan are most in need of are unique beauties."
Chapter completed!