He naturally knew that how to deal with the 100,000 shi of grain that was confiscated would be a big problem for the government. If it were taken back to the granary, firstly, Lingzhou was not short of food now, secondly, Lingzhou’s climate was humid and inconvenient to store, and thirdly, the imperial court
Now that the national treasury is empty, the Lingzhou government must hand over these 100,000 shi of grain.
Lingzhou is thousands of miles away from the capital. To send 100,000 shi of grain there will be a lot of losses on the way, not to mention the cost of manpower, material resources and time.
Therefore, the best way is to convert the grain into silver on the spot and hand it over.
The national treasury is empty, and the local officials are not much better. How to realize these 100,000 shi of grain and who will take over naturally becomes a problem.
There is no doubt that this is profitable. Zheng Canghai never thought that such a good thing would happen to him.
But after all, he had been a royal censor. After thinking about it, he felt that there was something fishy about this matter, so he put on a flattered expression and asked.
"What do you mean, Master? If the government needs it, how can I not support it?"
"One hundred thousand shi of food is too much, and my family's business is not big. How can we afford such a big burden?"
Zheng Canghai also wanted to get some information out of Chen Ping, but Chen Ping stood up and clasped his fists, as if he was about to leave without disturbing him.
Seeing this, Zheng Canghai quickly stood up and stopped Chen Ping, muttering: "Master, what are you doing? You leave without even drinking a cup of tea. Everything must be discussed."
"I won't drink the tea. If Mr. Zheng can't take it, I'll find someone else."
"Young master, I'm joking. I'm afraid I won't be able to find anyone in Lingzhou who can easily take over, and the risk is so high that it's easy to fall into my hands. It's better..."
Zheng Canghai squeezed out a smile and said: "How about I take the lead and form a bureau and invite a few well-known gentry and wealthy businessmen from Lingzhou to come next?"
Naturally, he was interested in these 100,000 shi of grain, but despite his limited financial resources, the risks involved were also too great, so he had to find someone to share it with him.
Hearing what Zheng Canghai said, Chen Ping stopped, turned his head and clapped his hands: "It's a deal!"
Zheng Canghai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt like he had been cheated. However, wealth was in danger, so he gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.
"It's so kind and gracious, have you thought about it, Mr. Zheng? One hundred thousand shi of grain is worth a lot of money. I'm here on behalf of Mr. Yang and Mr. Tang. You won't suffer any loss, but I have an additional condition." Zheng Canghai was thinking about who to find to eat the one hundred thousand shi of food together. Suddenly, when he heard the additional conditions mentioned by Chen Ping, his neck couldn't help but shrink.
"What's the additional conditions?"
Chen Ping's eyes were filled with smiles, "How could I just give you such a big deal with guaranteed profit and no loss? Do you think it's possible without any additional conditions?
"Don't be so afraid of Mr. Zheng, it's not a fatal matter, it's just that I need you..."
When he walked out of Zheng's mansion, Chen Ping let out a long breath and felt very comfortable.
He was originally worried about how to fulfill his promise to the Mulu Xuan Envoy, but when he went to Gong Heng's house, he remembered that the government still had 100,000 shi of grain that had been withheld.
In theory, these grains must be handed over to the imperial court. Although the Lingzhou government can intercept some of them to fill the shortfall, most of them have to be converted into silver on the spot and sent to the capital.
Now that he has the support of Yang Anguo and Tang Hao, the final result of being sent to the capital cannot be changed, but there are too many things that can be done in the middle.
With the one hundred thousand stones of grain in hand, Chen Ping naturally made the most of it, so he approached Zheng Canghai. Who knew that this old man was relatively knowledgeable among the Lingzhou gentry?
Returning to the magistrate's office, Yang Anguo saw Chen Ping's happy face and couldn't help asking: "Why, has the food issue been resolved?"
Chen Ping nodded and said vaguely: "That's right. The results should be available in the next two days."
After saying that, he glanced at Yang Anguo's eager expression and chuckled: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I am measured and will not take out the part that filled the Lingzhou hole."
Yang Anguo looked embarrassed, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and muttered: "Of course I know, why are you talking so much?"
Saying this, Yang Anguo admired Chen Ping in his heart. If an old man who had been in the officialdom for ten or twenty years did this, he would not think there was anything wrong, but Chen Ping was only eighteen years old.
Not even old enough to be crowned.
Moreover, as the Huiyuan of the current dynasty, the youngest Huiyuan in the history of the Great Hall of Fame, he was able to lift a heavy weight with ease to such an extent that Yang Anguo felt a little ashamed of himself.
After all, who hasn't been young? I think when he won the Jinshi, he was so high-spirited that he wished he could visit the capital in one day and feel full of ambition.
Thinking of this, Yang Anguo felt nostalgic for the past and regretted the present. He took a sip of tea and asked Chen Ping: "Have you decided when to return to the capital? The newspaper said that His Majesty is still ill before going to court. The capital must be a dragon's pit and a tiger's den at this moment.
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"You have to break into the dragon's den and the tiger's den, right? The students are in Lingzhou thanks to Mr. Yang's help. If they don't get a good place in the palace examination, they will be disappointed."
Chen Ping still had a calm expression, unmoved by the dangers and difficulties pointed out by Yang Anguo.
"You are so thick-skinned. I can't believe you came from Jiangxia Academy. With your ability to take the first place in the exam, aren't you sure you can win the top prize in the Arakan exam?"
Yang Anguo shook his head and joked, and the two chatted for a long time before standing up and saying goodbye.
Chen Ping returned to the room and sat in front of his desk in a daze for a long time. After hesitating, he took out a pen and paper.
He wanted to write a letter, not only to Chen Tianrui asking Chen Tianrui to drive Tianxiang Pavilion to Lingzhou and Mulu City, but also to Su Yiyi.
Chen Ping has been very tired for more than a month, not only physically but also mentally.
Pour water and grind the ink, pick up the pen and dip it in the ink, and then the exquisite regular script in one hand quickly appeared on the paper. At the end of writing, Chen Ping paused and decided not to ask Su Yiyi about the affairs of the government.
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He didn't want Su Yiyi to worry about her future and fate. Even though he guessed that Su Yiyi would not be obedient and would definitely inquire about it himself, at least he didn't mention it in his letter, which was enough.
After writing the two letters, Chen Ping took a deep breath and summarized his experience in Lingzhou for more than a month in his mind. He has always had this habit, as the saying goes, I have to examine myself three times a day.
"After all, there is basically no suspense about Lingzhou's case. The next step is to catch Pi Xiu with all our strength..."
When he uttered the name Pixiu, Chen Ping couldn't help gritting his teeth, and the blood in his arms and forehead swelled. If his reason for tracking down the murderer of his mentor was revenge, now he has another reason. p>
Because as his investigation went longer and deeper, and the higher he stood, Chen Ping discovered that the organization to which Pi Xiu belonged could be said to have vast powers, and there might even be big bosses from the DPRK and China hidden behind it.
And he has already become enemies with this organization. If he enters the court in the future, he will definitely be targeted. Rather than passively being beaten, it is better to pursue the investigation as early as possible. The more evidence he has in hand, the better it will be for him.
What's more, this organization's methods of grabbing money are really abominable. Not only does it smuggle all kinds of important goods, but it also secretly cultivates power and even recruits people in the world. There may be some bigger secrets.
There are not a few people who have been harmed by smuggling by Pixiu and his gang. Prices fluctuate high and low, and the people can only be reduced to fish meat on a sticky board and kneaded at will. Originally, the government collected taxes and the people could barely make ends meet, and now they still have to
Chen Ping couldn't bear to endure the exploitation of these people.
"Pixiu, you should have guessed what I did by now. Don't you want to avenge Jianzhou and Qingzhou?"
"Stay, you stay in Lingzhou and kill me, then you can go back and do business!"
Chen Ping stared out the window at the night, squinted his eyes and muttered to himself.