Jia Heng quietly looked at Shi Xiangyun's face, which was as gorgeous as smoke and full of smiles, and felt a little emotional in his heart, recalling Xiangyun's verdict:
What's the point of wealth? Parents disobey it when they are still young.
Open your eyes to see the slanting light, the water of the Xiangjiang River passes by and the clouds fly away.
Because his parents died early, Shi Xiangyun lived with his uncle and aunt. As a princess, she still had to work as a female celebrity on weekdays, which was very tiring. She once told Baochai about this.
Xiangyun once told Baoyu, "Even if the old lady can't remember me, you should always carry it with you so that you can wait for the old lady to send someone to pick me up."
But how could Baoyu, the elder brother, remember Sister Yun?
The people on the flower boat shouted heartbreakingly, "Brother love, redeem me..."
So it doesn't matter if Baoyu is a wealthy and idle person, when you can't protect the people you want to protect and are bullied, you will feel angry at your own incompetence.
Jia Heng thought about this, looked at Jia Mu, and said, "Then I will take care of her more in the future."
A smile appeared on Sister Feng's bright young face and she said, "Yun'er, did you hear that? Your brother Heng will be looking after you from now on. Your brother Heng is doing big things outside and has tens of thousands of people under his command."
Shi Xiangyun smiled and said: "Brother Heng is so awesome."
Mrs. Wang listened on the sidelines, and the "hate" in her heart became increasingly uncontrollable.
Ever since Uncle Heng became popular, everyone in the mansion is now buzzing around her, leaving her precious jade aside.
Jia Mu smiled and said, "Brother Heng, I have something else to ask you."
In fact, I didn’t really want to say it at this time, but at other times, I was afraid that the boy opposite would reject me.
Jia Heng was stunned for a moment and said, "Old lady, please tell me."
Jia Mu sighed and said, "It's still a matter of inspection in the Xifu. It's not going well for the eldest sir."
Jia Heng frowned and asked, "Hasn't this matter been handed over to the great master? Why does the old lady bring it up again today?"
Mrs. Wang said: "It's not like the commotion over there. This morning, people from Wu Xindeng's family, Shan Daliang's family, and their relatives came to the house to make trouble. They said they would make up for the shortfall. Some of them were
All the belongings accumulated over the years were confiscated. This is really not the case. After serving the house for decades and not looking at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha, I have to give them a way to survive and continue to force them.
, he was just hanged in front of the gate of Xifu."
Just as Jia Heng had thought before, Jia She ransacked the houses and made the accounts unclear. He sold the property of Wu Xingdeng, Shan Daliang, Dai Liang, Qian Hua and others at low prices, making them look unreliable.
To put it bluntly, they used the pretext of ransacking the house and used clever tricks to achieve the reality of plundering. It turned out that the family was related to each other, so a group of people gathered together to make trouble in the West Mansion early in the morning.
Facing the looks of expectation or curiosity, Jia Heng was silent for a moment and asked: "What did the lord say?"
Jia Mu sighed and said: "What else can he say? He said that they are all servants of Rongguo Mansion, and their wealth is basically in our house, so how can they have anything of their own? I thought, we
If a family like this really kills people, it won't look good in Shenjing City."
Mrs. Wang agreed: "Yes, it would not sound good to spread the word about a family like ours that has accumulated good deeds."
Tanchun, Daiyu and others listened quietly. They were both smart and understood the connection.
Jia Heng said: "What does the old lady mean?"
Jia Mu was also a little embarrassed and said, "How about you invite a few more people from Jinyi Mansion and Mr. Accountant to cooperate and make another trip?"
Jia Heng said: "Old lady, not to mention that the method of hiring someone to intimidate is really not acceptable, let's just say that we can't allocate manpower now. The accountants in Jinyi Mansion are busy with matters in Dongcheng."
The smile on Sister Feng's face faded a little, and there was a bit of coldness in Danfeng's eyes as she said, "Brother Heng, what's going on in Dongcheng?"
She has not forgotten that her family Lian Er was bullied by those bastards in Dongcheng...
Mother Jia asked curiously: "What do you mean? Dongcheng also needs an accountant? Does it also copy inspections? Can't we allocate two accountants?"
Jia Heng shook his head and said: "We can't allocate it. Several leaders of the Sanhe Gang in Dongcheng have more than 10 million taels of property. Not to mention the Jinyi Mansion, even the Wucheng Army and Horses Department is busy.
This matter."
Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang: "..."
Everyone in the hall was shocked by the astronomical figures that were casually spoken.
Sister Feng's bright eyes were rippling, and she was also breathing rapidly. She had been sleeping for a few days due to Jia Lian's incident, and her already pale cheeks showed two strange rosy colors.
More than ten million taels?
How much money does she earn per month?
Jia Heng said: "So, now I can't find Mr. Accountant. Doesn't Xifu have a shop in Beijing? Let the accountant in the shop choose a reliable accountant to do the work, help calculate the family assets, and make a list.
It's just a copy of the examination, not only to convince people, but also to block the mouth of Youyou."
Jia Mu hesitated and said, "Brother Heng, we don't have many shops in Beijing. Where can we find a reliable accounting office?"
Mrs. Wang thought for a while and said softly: "My sister's family has about ten shops in Beijing. How about I ask their accountant to help me?"
Jia Mu asked curiously: "But Baoyu's aunt's house?"
As soon as she said this, Sister Feng also smiled and said: "My aunt's family is an imperial merchant, and her staff makes a lot of money. It is not difficult to recruit a few accounting gentlemen."
Mrs. Wang smiled and said: "What Feng Yatou said is that they have a lot of business in Beijing."
Jia Mu smiled and said, "Okay, okay."
After saying that, he looked at Jia Heng again and said, "Brother Heng, it's not a big deal if the Shan family and the Wu family want to make trouble again. Do you have any ideas?"
Jia Heng said: "The eldest master is also a first-class general of the imperial court. When something happens, he should report it to the official when he arrives in Jingzhao. If he steals from the master's house, he will be severely punished by Han law. In this case, the Wu family, the Shan family and others are acting recklessly."
If you roll around, you can go to the prison and roll around."
Now that Jia She has made things into a mess, it is impossible for him to send soldiers from the Five Cities Military and Horse Division to intimidate those families. There is no such thing as wiping people's butts.
Hearing this, Jia Mu could only say: "Brother Heng is right. If there is anything wrong, just report it to the official."
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Qin Keqing smiled and smoothed things over and said, "Old lady, would you like to have a banquet?"
Jia Mu smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Heng and his wife have ordered a banquet. I'm getting hungry even as we talk."
Everyone laughed when they heard this.
At this moment, a woman from outside came in and said, "Second Grandma Lian, it's night, you can set off fireworks."
Sister Feng smiled and nodded, and said: "Old lady, second lady, and brother Heng, let's go to the Xuan window to watch the fireworks first."
The originally dull atmosphere suddenly became lively and bright. I even moved to the window and looked out while holding on to the railing.
"Crackling..."
Colorful fireworks shot up and brightened the night sky.
In Rongguo Mansion, Baoyu, who was in Jia Mu's courtyard, had just rubbed his sore arms, put down his brush, and looked at a stack of rice paper full of writing. A look of satisfaction appeared on his Mid-Autumn Festival face, and for the first time, a thought called
Something with a sense of accomplishment.
"After reading the Book of Songs, I wrote five large sheets. After reviewing the accounts, I also wrote three sheets. I thought this time..." Baoyu raised his eyes and looked at the candlelight.
But at this time, Xiren and Sheyue were talking and laughing in the courtyard.
Baoyu's expression turned pale, and he walked away with a smile, "Sister Xiren, what are you kidding about?"
"Second Master, there are fireworks going off in the East Mansion, come out and watch." The attacker under the eaves chuckled and pulled Baoyu's arm.
When Baoyu heard this, he raised his head, listening to the singing and opera coming from Dongfu in the quiet night, and said softly: "Good sister, who has passed?"
The attacker didn't notice anything strange for a moment and said: "The old lady, the eldest lady, Miss Lin, Miss Yingchun and the three girls have all passed."
Baoyu's body trembled, his eyes were filled with infatuation, and he murmured: "The excitement is theirs, I have nothing..."
In Sister Feng's Courtyard of Rongguo Mansion, Jia Lian stood under the eaves, looking at the fireworks in the East Mansion with a gloomy face.
"Second Master." Xing'er called out and said softly: "The wind is strong at night. Second Master is still injured. Please go inside and rest."
"What did you say!" Jia Lian suddenly turned his head, and a trace of anger emerged on his usually handsome and delicate face, which looked somewhat ferocious because it was against the light.
Xing'er was so frightened that he trembled and said in a trembling voice: "Second Master."
Jia Lian took a deep breath, suppressed the evil fire in his heart, and regained his composure.
He didn't know what was wrong with him recently. He was irritable, irritable, and had nightmares at night. These were all the unbearable things he experienced in Jinmei Building that day. What was even more uncomfortable was that he found that he...
Damn it, I can’t think about it anymore.
"After all, it's all about Uncle Heng. He's getting bigger and bigger now. I've lost all of my benefits, and I've been hurt by him instead."
Jia Lian's expression changed, he suppressed the resentment hidden in his heart, sighed, and returned to the wing, feeling miserable.
This second master Lian was a womanizer, and now he was asked to recuperate at home. He felt that he would not be able to survive if he continued like this.
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While everyone in the Ningguo Mansion was celebrating a banquet, the lights in the Daming Palace were brightly lit, and two figures were reflected on the floor as clear as water.
The palace was eerily quiet, with only the sound of water leaking ringing loudly.
Emperor Chongping had just finished dinner with Li Zan, Minister of War, and the emperor and his ministers were standing in front of a mountain and river screen talking.
A map of the northern territory hung clearly on the screen, with some paint pens marking the direction of Donglu's advance.
Emperor Chongping looked gloomy and said, "What do Li Aiqing think of setting up a camp in the north of Beiping?"
Li Zan said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this strategy is feasible. If you encounter enemies at the border, you will be sent to the police. First, send a flying letter to Shenjing, and then the cabinet and your Majesty will discuss the military situation. When it is uploaded and issued, the enemy invaders have come and gone like the wind, wreaking havoc in other places, and the soldiers of all provinces are guarding and capturing them."
, most of them were unable to rescue and were exhausted, so they asked the envoys to build camps and centrally dispatch troops from various provinces to respond more timely. However, ministers cannot take on this important task unless they need to manage one side."
This important task of managing a party must be done by the prime minister or the prime minister.
Nowadays, the Chen-Han border guards and local officials have the responsibility to defend the territory.
But similarly, once the Donglu moved to other places, these local officials would not go out of the city to help without orders from above, and would be taken advantage of by the Donglu's elite cavalry.
This is an undoubted matter. If the city is destroyed, one's wealth and life will be at risk.
What Jia Heng said was to establish a northern theater-style command system, dispatch the troops of the guards and towns in Hebei, Jizhen, Shandong, and Shanxi, and grant them the power to make decisions on an ad hoc basis.
Otherwise, there will be no way to stop Donglu's cavalry in the short term. By the time you make a decision in the court, they will have already looted them all, and they will not dare to pursue the soldiers and generals in various places who have not been robbed.
This is why Li Zan, the Minister of War, and Yang Guochang, the chief minister of the cabinet, argued about loosening ties and delegating power to various places.
But now Jia Heng has proposed another way. Isn't he worried that the local vassal towns will be separatist and the military leaders will be left behind?
Then transfer the ministers to take charge of the strategy. It is impossible for the civil servants to not even trust their own people, right?
It is very difficult for civil servants to rebel.
Since the Song and Ming Dynasties, how many civil servants have succeeded in rebelling through military means?
On the contrary, it is Wu Xun and relatives who are the key targets of the imperial power.
This is why Jia Heng sharpened his head and wanted to join the civil service group, which was to reduce the sense of danger he presented to outsiders and cover himself with a layer of safety.
But a new question arises, who to send?
Who is willing to risk political responsibility by leaving the cabinet and going to the border management side?
Over here, Emperor Chongping heard what Li Zan said. He was silent for a moment and said: "Ai Qing's words coincide with someone else's. It turns out that heroes have the same views."
When Li Zan heard this, he was shocked and said in surprise: "I wonder who the Holy Spirit is talking about?"
Emperor Chongping was silent for a moment and said: "Jia Heng."
Li Zan's heart was slightly shaken, but his face remained calm as he asked, "Is this what Jia Yunhui proposed?"
Emperor Chongping sighed and said: "Jia Heng has said that after the preparations for the establishment of the camp, military information will be exchanged between the camp and Shenjing, and the urgent military information will be delivered more quickly. Then the prime minister will sit in one side and dispatch the troops of the provinces, so that heavy troops can be deployed.
, to curb the invasion of the east and south. Otherwise, if things go on like this, they will plunder our property, population, and national strength, and the consequences will be unimaginable."
Although Jia Heng did not say it clearly, as the king of a country, how could Emperor Chongping not see this scene?
It is almost conceivable that the big man who kept losing blood, coupled with the natural disasters in recent years... the ancestral temple was destroyed and the country was overturned.
Li Zan looked solemn when he heard this and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, what Jia Yunhui said is feasible."
In fact, I had some vague speculations in my mind. Apart from him, there were few civil and military officials in the entire dynasty who could find a more suitable candidate.
If the governor of a certain province is re-promoted to the cabinet as a cabinet member, and then the governor of Youyan is appointed, the prestige will not be enough to deter the arrogant and brave generals in the north.
As for those in the Fifth Army Commander's Office, even if they are talented enough, the Holy Emperor will not rest assured that their commanders can directly and indirectly control hundreds of thousands of troops.
Thinking of this, Li Zan made up his mind and said loudly: "Although I am not talented, I am as trustworthy as the Holy One. I don't think that my talent is poor and I am poor. I am willing to dedicate my five-foot decayed body to the north of the country to repay our great Han Dynasty."
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He is preparing to build a camp, manage a territory, and confront the enemy. Once the enemy invaders enter and massacre the border residents, he will be the first to bear the brunt of the attack, with a flood of bullets and slander.
But so what, the northern border is corrupted. Instead of sitting in the cabinet making plans, it is better to go to the front and mobilize troops.
When Emperor Chongping heard this, his face was shaken, and his eyes were fixed on Li Zan, the great scholar of Wuyingdian opposite. Thousands of words were blocked in his throat, and he only turned into one sentence, calling: "Li Qing."
Because, for a cabinet minister who has already joined the cabinet, it is not a good thing to have great power and majesty, but it is a disaster that must be avoided.
Of course, if Li Zan really curbed the invasion of the Eastern Barbarians into the South, it would be a trivial matter for him to return with a great reputation and serve as the First Assistant.
Li Zan suddenly bowed his head and bowed, raised Shen Yi's face, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have led the military department for seven years, but I have no long-term strategy for border affairs. As a result, the iron hoofs of the Eastern captives ravaged the northern border. I feel ashamed to have faith in your Majesty. Now Zan
I am not talented, but I am willing to serve as a sage and guide the strategy of Youyan to stop the enemy from advancing southward."
After hearing this, Emperor Chongping said silently: "Let's wait until tomorrow. I will call Jia Heng to discuss it again. Regarding the preparation of the camp, we need to discuss a charter. He is the one who initiated it. One person can calculate shortcomings, and two people can calculate longcomings. You guys
The two of us can discuss it and draw up a plan, and by the spring of next year at the latest, we will have a plan for the camp."