Watching Jia Rong and Shi Shiran leave, Jia's mother looked very unhappy and said angrily to her two sons: "Look, Brother Rong doesn't give me, an old woman, any face. Who are you looking down on?
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Before, she specially called Jia Rong from the Clan Academy, just to take advantage of the dissatisfaction of the Jinling clan and try to control it a little bit.
Seeing that ever since Qin Keqing married into the Ning Mansion, the Ning Mansion has been prosperous, which made the old lady feel very unhappy.
Although Ningfu is the direct descendant of the clan leader, she prides herself on her noble status and respectable status, so the Jia family in the capital must respect Rongfu.
After all, Rongfu's apparent strength and development momentum are much stronger than Ningfu's.
The second master of Zheng is the fifth-rank official of Taichang Temple, and the second rank of Lian is also the eighth-rank official of the Ministry of Household Affairs. There is also an eldest grandson who, although not in good health, is quite talented in reading, has not entered the official position.
As for the Ning Mansion, there is only one Jia Qiang who works in the House of Internal Affairs and is just a minor official of the ninth rank.
She selectively forgot that the official layout of Ning Rong's second house was almost all done by Jia Rong.
Isn't it just that you can make money and have fun, and form the so-called polo league?
Wasn't it just a vigorous rectification of ethnic studies and the cultivation of several talented children?
What's so great, someone from the Rong Mansion can do the same thing!
"Old lady, it's better to save your worries!"
Mr. Pardon looked unconcerned and said leisurely: "The relationship between us and the Jinling clan is just like that. Don't think Brother Rong doesn't know what it is!"
"How to speak?"
Mother Jia was angry and glared at the incompetent Mr. Pardon. She said angrily: "After all, we are all from the same clan. Even if the relationship is weakened, there is no need to tell people not to come to Taiwan, right?"
"What's the reason why you can't get off stage?"
Master Pardon sneered: "What do the Jingcheng clan want to do? Do they have to report to the Jinling clan?"
"Besides, the Jinling clan themselves are not clean themselves. How could Brother Rong say hello to them in advance?"
"What's wrong with you? Don't speak so harshly!"
Mother Jia's eyes were unkind and she said angrily: "You have to tell me clearly, otherwise the old lady will tell you to look good!"
Master Shengda rolled his eyes, first looked at Master Zheng who had been silent all this time, and asked: "Second brother, how much do you know about the situation in the Jinling clan?"
Mr. Zheng Er was a little confused and shook his head subconsciously: "I don't know anything about the affairs of the Jinling clan!"
"Then do you think the Jinling clan is similar to ours? There hasn't been even a single scholar in the clan's academy for the past hundred years. Is this normal?"
Master Pardon continued to ask: "You know, Jinling is the core place in Jiangnan, and the literary style there is quite fierce!"
"Well, according to Big Brother, there is indeed something abnormal!"
Mr. Zheng Er was not really stupid. He thought about what Mr. Pardon said and quickly realized something was wrong.
Just kidding, the prosperity of literary style in the Jiangnan region is no joke.
Jinling is the cultural center of Jiangnan. Coupled with its developed economy, there are many academies and famous private schools there.
The writing style in the Jinling area can only be described as fiery.
In such an environment, the members of the Twelfth House of the Jia clan have no worries about food and clothing. Even if the probability of having a scholar is low, there should still be one or two talented people, right?
There is no requirement to be a candidate or a Jinshi, but there is no one in the Jinling clan who has passed the imperial examination to gain fame.
Even for Tongsheng, who has the lowest status, I have never heard of it.
On the other hand, on the clan side of the capital, not only Jia Jing has appeared, but Jia Zhu is also capable of competing for the title of Jinshi.
It can be said that in terms of obtaining imperial examinations, the Jingcheng clan is better than the Jinling clan?
As long as your mind is not confused, you will know that it is definitely not normal!
At this time, not to mention Mr. Zheng, even Jia Mu, who wanted to take advantage of this, couldn't help but frown.
"Then what brother means is..."
"It's not my intention, it's just a guess that Brother Rong made unintentionally while chatting with Lian Er!"
It's not easy to brag about something like this. Mr. Pardon said in a very urban manner: "Brother Rong said that the secrets here are actually easy to guess!"
"With the Jinling clan, the management rights of the sacrificial fields and Yiying shops are all in the hands of the Jifang clan members, and they have never been adjusted in the past hundred years!"
"Those clansmen who have mastered the management of the sacrificial fields and shops naturally have enough to eat and don't live too carelessly. In addition, they can rely on the influence of the clans in the capital. They are all famous and wealthy families in Jinling City.
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"These Fang people have benefited, so naturally they want to hold on to the benefits forever!"
"The other clan members have sacrificial fields and public property, so they may not be able to get rich, but having a full stomach is not a problem!"
"How is it possible that in the past hundred years, the seeds of reading have not appeared in the homes of those tribesmen who have not been given the right to manage sacrificial fields and shops?"
"According to Brother Rong's guess, it was probably the tribesmen who had the talent for reading who had just come forward, but they were suppressed by the tribesmen who had the rights to manage the sacrificial fields and shops!"
As for the method of suppression, Mr. Pardon didn't say much, but Jia Mu and Mr. Zheng were clear in their minds.
Mr. Zheng Er was a little puzzled and asked: "Isn't it right? Suppressing the children of the clan who are talented in reading is not good for those families, right?"
"Why is there no benefit?"
Mr. Sheda sneered: "As long as there are no powerful figures in the officialdom in the other families of the clan, they can continue to control the management of the sacrificial fields and shops, and the interests therein will be huge!"
Master Zheng Er's face turned a little dark when he heard this, but he didn't know what to say.
Things like this kind of subverted his outlook on things.
Clan, clan, isn’t it called a clan when we stick together to keep warm?
Co-author, the Jinling clan has become like this?
Jia Mu was well-informed, so she was not too surprised.
However, she didn't expect Brother Rong to see so clearly, and she couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
When you meet such a shrewd clan leader, it is not that easy to compete for benefits from him.
Fortunately, Qin Keqing has this big handle, which can be used at critical moments to make your police uniform obedient and not dare to act rashly.
"Then, brother Rong never said how to solve the Jinling clan's problem?"
Mr. Zheng Er was a little confused and asked directly.
"It's not that we don't want to solve it, but that we don't have enough manpower and power!"
Master Pardon chuckled lightly, with a sarcastic look on his face: "Those members of the Jinling clan are real local snakes. No one knows how much energy they have in private and how much power they can use!"
Speaking of this, he said with a joking smile: "It's just like the imperial court sending spies to investigate the place. It's very likely that the death will be unknown..."