After making up his mind, instead of suppressing the rumors, Laijia secretly condoned and encouraged this trend.

Then he took Zhou Rui to the countryside at the beginning of the month to inspect the planting conditions during Qingming Festival and Grain Rain Festival. No one came forward to suppress the matter.

So in the next few days, the rumor became more and more intense.

So much so that on April 13th, someone had a chipped tooth while eating at noon, and in the afternoon someone thought that someone must have mixed sand into the new rice in order to line their own pockets.

The person in charge of grain collection in the mansion is Zhou Rui, and the person who handled the accounts with him last year was Lai Wang. They are both outsiders from the Wang family.

Both the left and right are ‘our own people’, how can we not take advantage of this opportunity to reap the full benefits?

To put it bluntly, once the gate of identity recognition was opened, no one stepped forward to suppress it, and it was even openly or covertly condoned. Naturally, it gradually evolved into some kind of political correctness.

Whether they were the ‘old residents’ of Rongguo Mansion or the ‘newcomers’ who desperately wanted to integrate into the group, they all jumped out to take sides.

It's like if you don't spread a few gossips about your home, you will be alienated from the "Rongfu people".

When talking about family, it is inevitable that the ‘Wang family’ will be mentioned as well, and it will inevitably affect Wang Xifeng and even Mrs. Wang.

Regarding this, Lai Wang was happy to see the success at first, but later when he saw that the rumors became more vicious, he habitually backed down.

But Laishun is just afraid that the matter is not big enough!

Around June, my father will go south to work as a supervisor, and he will also seek to leave his country and become independent. What will the antagonistic mood in this house have to do with his family?

…………

But he said that that afternoon, since Lai Shun had not received any assignments, he chatted nonsense with a few idle stewards at Waiyi Gate.

These little stewards have obviously heard enough rumors. They all seem to be friendly, but in fact they are full of teasing and contempt, as well as a trace of jealousy that cannot be concealed.

After all, thanks to those rumors, the Lai family's status in the Rongguo Mansion has once again been greatly overestimated - after all, if you don't have the authority to cover up extravagance, how can you engage in activities that cover the sky with one hand?

Laishun glanced these emotions in his eyes, but he was secretly amused. If he told these people now that he had made up many rumors by himself, he didn't know what their expressions would be.

Just at this moment, a young man rushed over as if he was flying, handed the cards and lots to Lai Shun and said: "Come to take care of things. Manager Lai asked you to collect the money first, and go directly outside to buy tomorrow."

Laishun took the lot and took a look, but because it was hot early this year, Cun Bing in the mansion was afraid that he would not be able to survive until the beginning of autumn, so he was specially ordered to withdraw 500 taels of ice to buy some summer ice.

The reason why this is specifically marked with the words "shuttle-relieving ice" is because the ice stored in large households can be roughly divided into two types: usable and edible.

The acquisition method and storage method of the latter are much more refined, and the cost will naturally be greatly increased.

And this 'cooling ice' refers to the former - a cheap and shoddy product.

Of course, this so-called cheap and shoddy product is only for the rich and powerful. Ordinary families cannot afford this thing to cool down.

After checking the correct cards, Lai Shunchong lightly complained to the few stewards, and then hurried to the bank to find Wu Xindeng to collect the money.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the small hall of the warehouse chief, Wu Xindeng was nowhere to be seen.

Because five hundred taels is not a decimal, even if they have the right cards in their hands, those little stewards would not dare to make a decision rashly.

Laishun had no choice but to follow their guidance and found the side hall on the west side of Rongxi Hall.

It was true that Wu Xindeng was inside, but besides him, there were also the stern-faced second master Jia Zheng, and several Qingke dressed as literati.

At this time of year, how could Laishun dare to go in and ask for money?

So I had no choice but to imitate those few boys and stand waiting on the porch outside the door.

Hmm~

On the seventeenth day of that year, outside the Hall of Rongxi, there was a crowd of people standing there.

When Lai Shun was finishing his work outside, a Qing Ke who was writing furiously inside started shaking his head and saying, "Hey, hey, hey."

After listening for a long time with his ears pricked up, and taking advantage of others' compliments, arguments and annotations, Laishun finally understood what the birdmen inside were doing.

But it turns out that Emperor Longyuan, the Emperor Jinshang, showed extraordinary interest in industrial production after he succeeded to the throne.

Especially after his position has been stabilized recently, he even summons craftsmen from two engineering departments every time he wants to intervene in the details of the crafts department.

It was originally a good thing for the emperor to care about the production and improvement of weapons and agricultural tools, but he violated the taboo of civil servants by paying too much attention to the details.

After all, at the beginning of the new dynasty, Taizu insisted on appointing craftsmen as officials, and the Gongbu Yamen, one of the six dignified departments, was filled with many vulgar people.

It was not until Emperor Sejong ascended the throne that he explicitly abolished such ridiculous practices.

This shortcoming is enough to serve as a warning for future generations!

Therefore, the Ministry of Works has taken the matter seriously. A few days ago, it was proposed that the middle-level officials jointly submit a memorial, supervising and urging them to not abandon the original and seek the last, only to covet the convenience of the most ingenious and obscene skills, but to put aside the economic road.

Regarding this matter, Jia Zheng was quite hesitant at first. After all, Erfang's special status in the Rongguo Mansion depended to a large extent on the fact that he had a favored daughter.

If you behave carelessly and annoy your 'son-in-law', causing your daughter to lose favor, wouldn't it be an act of neglecting the good and chasing the bad?

But just when Jia Zheng was thinking about how to tactfully reject this joint petition, he was suddenly shocked to hear that the doctors, Yuanwailang, chiefs and ministers of the household department had already formally submitted a joint petition the day before yesterday.

Most of the dozen or so middle-level officials from the Ministry of Industry were listed on it, but the only ones missing were Jia Cunzhou and another chief executive who was a Yin official!

This made Jia Zheng very angry.

It's one thing to agree to sign or not, but it's another thing for those non-commissioned officers to exclude me without even asking!

Therefore, after coming back, I tried hard to write a separate letter to show my character as a scholar. As for whether my daughter would fall out of favor because of this, how could it be as important as preserving Zhou Gong's 'integrity'?

But looking at it this way, it was purely because I was full.

You, a relative of an imperial official, don't flatter the emperor, but go out of your way to respond to the wrongdoings of the ministers of science and education. What else can this be but seeking death?

Especially since everyone is willing to give up everything, this call for a joint letter was originally intended to prevent the craftsmen from being "lucky to advance or excel" because of the emperor's attention.

For a master like Jia Zheng, who is originally a "lucky man", unless someone is mentally ill, they will ask him to sign a letter together!

Just as he was thinking about something, he saw Wu Xindeng walking backward out of the side hall.

Laishun hurriedly put Jia Zheng's trivial matters behind him, went up to him and told him about replenishing the ice cream, and then presented a pair of cards and a sign for Wu Xindeng to check.

Wu Xindeng took the lot and looked through it, but couldn't help complaining: "This year, the ice money sent from various places is 15% less than in previous years. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will only be enough to buy ice and charcoal."

Got it!"

The speaker has no intention but the listener has the intention.

Laishun immediately had a rumor in his mind: the reason why this year's Bingjing money was 30% less than in previous years was because much of the Bingjing money that was supposed to be given to the Jia family was transferred to the Wang family.

Taiwei Gein was not only an important minister in the court, but also controlled the power of life and death in the Rongguo Mansion remotely. Instead of giving Bingjing to the Jia family, it would be better to send it directly to Taiwei Wang's house.

This rumor not only further stirred up the antagonism between the two sides, but also successfully reflected Wang Xifeng and Mrs. Wang's aunt and nephew.

Hmm~
Chapter completed!