Chapter 142 The blue dragon raises its head on the second day of February

Of course Jia Cong is not an idiot, there is no doubt about that.

Prince Zhongqin raised his head and laughed.

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

"That unlucky guy who did evil in his previous life and became the county magistrate will never dare to embarrass you in the county examination!"

The Jiangning magistrate’s surname is Mei, which matches his surname.

A standard unlucky guy.

In the Hongwu period of the previous dynasty, he was still so unlucky that he was full of evildoers!

During the Hongwu period, Yingtian Mansion was the capital!

Jia Cong cupped his hands and smiled: "Thank you so much Uncle Six."

It's just a county test.

After being taught by Xu Bijiang, he was still confident.

Even Tu Yao doesn’t have much of a problem.

Therefore, I am not afraid of testing my true talents and learning.

But it’s better not to encounter the bad things of someone wearing small shoes and deliberately losing your reputation.

Prince Zhongqin suddenly remembered something and was about to speak.

I saw the accountant he brought with him, who was very good at calculating abacus, came back with a smile.

"Prince Qi, Third Master Cong."

"The original residence of the twelfth house in Jinling of Jia Mansion has been sorted out according to the silver coins confessed by each house."

"One million taels of silver in cash, and an estimated 500,000 taels for each property and shop."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Okay! Thank you very much! We'll wait until the stick manager comes back."

Tu Yao said with a smile: "Brother Cong is so good, he got the family property back in one day."

Jia Cong patted him on the shoulder.

Pointing at Prince Zhongqin: "Here, where is the powerful person!"

This time it would be better if Prince Zhongqin discovered it earlier.

He really didn't notice that the stick sticks who stayed in their hometown of Jinling would be so bold.

Even if we want to clean up the door, we will wait until the county has tried it.

While talking, Zheng Duofu brought the Zhen family steward back from the county government office.

"Third Master, the copy of the stub has been invalidated and destroyed."

Zheng Duofu knocked on the box in his hand: "Do you still need to keep this?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "No need, burn them all."

"After this incident, I guarantee that this group of sticks will never dare to think about family property and land sacrifice again!"

Have you seen ghosts and are you still not afraid of the dark?

Jia Cong said to the manager of the Zhen family: "Take the 1.5 million taels of silver in your house and get out!"

"And!"

"I don't want to see anyone named Zhen in the Jia clan's property farm."

"Go back and clean up for me!"

The manager of the Zhen family is obedient.

Inventory the belongings and load them into the car, then leave Ningrong Backstreet with a quick stride.

He never wants to deal with this monster-like young man again!

Jia Cong thought for a while and called softly: "Rong'er, come."

Jia Rong lowered her hands and smiled: "Third uncle, my nephew is always here."

Jia Cong said: "When you are in the Jiangbei camp, remember to come to Jinling more often and look at these mallets when you have time."

Then he pulled a middle-aged man kneeling next to him and asked him to stand up.

"This is Jia Dun from the twentieth room. I don't remember his rank. Just call him Uncle Dun."

"Among the twelve people who will distribute the money this time, he has the least income and the thinnest family fortune."

"Illegal things are almost never done."

"From now on, you can discuss matters such as family property management, Spring and Autumn festivals, and year-end dividends with him."

In just one sentence, Jia Cong deprived Jia Ao, the ninth eldest brother, of his right to take charge of family property in his hometown of Jinling.

Jia Ao's heart was bleeding, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, but he didn't even dare to say a word.

A prince, a county prince, and a prince face to face.

Even if he had ten more courages, he would not dare to speak out against it.

Jia Rong said cautiously: "Third uncle, my nephew doesn't know how to do these things..."

Jia Cong smiled: "No one is born with this skill."

"You are the eldest grandson of the eldest son of Ningguo Mansion, the grandson of Cheng Zhong, and the future patriarch. Sooner or later, these things will belong to you!"

"After taking care of the family property here, your grandfather will have less to worry about in Shenjing."

Jia Zhen spent the Lantern Festival in Ningguo Mansion and was thrown into the Fifth Army Camp by Jia Jing to be rebuilt. The effect is still unknown at this time.

Now that Jia Rong looks good, Jia Cong naturally believes in him more.

Jia Rong agreed with a sad face: "Yes, third uncle!"

"Nephew, do your best!"

Jia Cong said harmoniously to Jia Dun: "After all, we have the same character Jia on our heads."

"Rong'er is still young and is training in Jiangbei camp. Uncle Dun, please pay more attention to things here."

As for the money given to Jia Dun from selling family property, it was only a very small part.

Of course Jia Cong understands that some things have to go with the flow.

Therefore, I don’t really blame Jia Dun.

Jia Dun's face turned red with excitement.

Nodding repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Uncle Yu understands."

Jia Cong finally pulled up the scholar Jia Ying who was thrown by Qi Youlu.

"Where do you study?"

"How sure are you of this county test?"

How come Jia Ying still doesn’t understand that his grandfather and father made a big mistake?

If it weren't for Jia Cong's sudden attack this time, he would destroy the documents.

The crime of stealing and selling ancestral tombs and mountain land to send border guards to the army for eternity cannot be escaped.

He said softly: "Third uncle, my nephew is studying at home. He doesn't know about the county exam yet..."

Jia Cong thought for a while: "No matter whether the county has tried or failed, remember to come to me after the results are released!"

Although this Jia Ying is a bit stupid at studying, he still has some blood and he still knows how to protect his grandfather.

I'm afraid it can still be cultivated in the future.

He is already considered a rare talent in the forest of sticks and sticks in Twelfth House, where Jinling is originally from.

Jia Cong finished speaking.

Finally, he glanced at the group of Jia clan members kneeling on the ground.

"There are those among you who bully men and women, prey on villagers, monopolize lawsuits, and run lawless sticks!"

"Clean up the head and tail as soon as possible!"

"Don't wait until I personally dig it out in the future and send you to Yingtian Mansion Prison!"

"Get out of here!"

Jia Ao and others crawled up from the ground and went home without mentioning anything.

After this battle, their respective fortunes shrank by more than half.

With Jia Cong suppressing Jinling, it will never regain its former glory.

On the contrary, Jia Dun, who had always been submissive, got the biggest benefit.
To be continued...