After talking for a while, Ling Ruo asked about Yinzhen and their situation in Jiangxi. She hadn't seen news about Yinzhen in the newspaper for a long time, so she was inevitably a little worried. Now that she had this opportunity, she wanted to get it from Kangxi.
Exact news.
"Don't worry, they are very good. They have raised more than two million taels of silver in Jiangxi, which is enough for disaster relief. They will be able to return to Beijing in a few days." When talking about this, Kangxi's face showed some relief. The treasury was empty and there was no silver for disaster relief.
is pressed on
It was a big stone in his heart. It was not until Yinzhen rushed back to report that the money had been raised and sent to Henan for disaster relief that his heart finally relaxed. This time, Yinzhen and Yinxiang should be credited with their first contribution when they came back.
That's it.
"That's good." Ling Ruo let out a long breath. It will not be easy to raise money this time. Two million taels. Even if a wealthy businessman wants to come up with tens of millions of taels of silver, it will be difficult.
Gu, I don’t know what means Yinzhen and the others used to make those salt merchants who regard money as their lives dig deep into their pockets.
Ling Ruo had been accompanying Kangxi for lunch before coming out of the south study room. It was already past noon, and the snow that had stopped for a long time began to fall again, covering the Forbidden City with red walls and yellow tiles in a blanket of silver. Ling Ruo
Holding an umbrella and walking slowly on the way out of the palace
On the street, you can occasionally see small snowmen piled on the roadside. I think they were piled up by the palace maids and eunuchs when they were bored clearing snow. The deep palace was lonely, and it was even more lonely for the slaves at the bottom. Building snowmen became a
It was their only pastime when the weather was freezing.
When passing by a plum grove, Ling Ruo stopped unconsciously. Is this the place where she met Yinzhen last time? Lin Yuanyu, it is better to retreat; it is easy said but too difficult to do.
Difficulties, such as Yinzhen, he can never let go of Meier...
"Does Fujin also like this piece of plum forest? I heard from the master that the emperor likes it here very much and will come here for a walk every now and then. Nalanggege, who used to live in the Imperial Concubine's Palace, often took his fourth brother here in winter.
Run." Said the young eunuch Si Xi who was following Ling Ruo. He was Li Dequan's apprentice and he was very clever.
"Nalangage?" This name is very strange to Ling Ruo and she has never heard of it.
Si Xi explained: "She is the daughter of General Mo Baren. After the death of the general and his wife, the emperor took pity on her because she had no one to take care of her, so he took her to the palace and gave her to the concubine De to raise. In the forty-third year of Kangxi's reign, she married the eighth prince.
For the direct descendant of Fujin."
It turns out that her surname is Nalan - Nalan Meier...
What a nice name. Although she lost her father when she was young, she was able to win the love of two equally outstanding men. God is fair, and what she takes away will be compensated with something else.
Ling Ruo smiled, took back the hand that was stroking the rough branches of the plum tree, and turned to leave, but unexpectedly saw a person whom she had just mentioned.
Nalan Mei'er! Although she had only met her once from a distance, Ling Ruo would never admit her mistake. The pretty and smart woman in crimson clothes not far away was the Nalan Mei'er that Yinzhen had always remembered, who is now the
Ba Fu Jin, I heard that Ba Age treated her very well and treated her like a treasure. Although there were other wives and concubines in the house, they were just decorations and could not pose any threat to her at all.
"My slave, please give me greetings to the Eight Blessed Jin. The Eight Blessed Jin is auspicious." Si Xi also saw Nalan Meier and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello. The Eighth Prince was now a very popular figure in the court, how could he dare to neglect him.
"My father-in-law, please get up." Nalan Meier's voice was very pleasant, as tactful as a lark, and her eyes fell on Ling Ruo's side. He was surprised at her outstanding appearance, but also wondered why he had never seen it before. He frowned and said:
"This is..."
Si Xi hurriedly said: "Qi Ba Fu Jin, this is the concubine Fu Jin in the fourth elder brother's house." Following his words, Ling Ruoqian bowed and said, "Mr. Niu Hulu has seen Ba Fu Jin."
"It turns out to be Fourth Brother's Fujin, please get up." Nalan Meier suddenly realized, helped Ling Ruo up and said, "I haven't seen Fourth Brother for a long time. I heard that he went to Jiangxi to raise money. I wonder if he is back?"
Ling Ruo smiled faintly and said: "Thank you, Ba Fujin. Everything goes well. Two million taels of silver have been sent to the eighth and ninth elder brothers who are responsible for disaster relief. According to what the emperor said, they will be able to return within a few days."
Jing." For her, Ling Ruo didn't hate her, but she never liked her. If it weren't for her, Yinzhen wouldn't be in such pain. She wouldn't forget that on the wedding day of Eighth Prince, Yinzhen drank to drown his sorrows and fell drunk by the Jianjia Pond.
appearance.
"Two million taels, the fourth brother is really good at it." Nalan Meier lowered his head and sighed softly: "It's just that the fourth brother is unscrupulous in order to complete this errand."
Ling Ruo, who was about to leave, was stunned when he heard these words, and subconsciously asked: "How can Bafujin say this?"
"I heard that in Jiangxi, in order to force the salt officials and salt merchants to donate money, the fourth brother instigated others to cause trouble, and held a banquet in front of the ghosts and gods in the City God's Temple. Together with the thirteenth brother, he stripped He Zhifu of his official uniform and pushed him in front of the City God's Temple.
I beat him severely without asking the reason, which caused a lot of complaints." Nalan Meier spoke eloquently, showing a bit of unbearable expression.
"Then according to Ba Fujin's wishes, what should Lord Baylor do?" Ling Ruo asked, with a hint of imperceptible sneer in his words. When his parents died, Nalan Meier didn't know anything about the world, and later he joined the palace.
She was raised by Yinzhen, and later married to Yinzhu, and she was loved by thousands of people. She had never suffered at all, and she had never experienced the hardships of the world, and could only talk about it on paper.
"You should start with emotion and move with reason." As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Ruo followed closely and said: "Have you ever heard of the saying of the Eighth Blessed Jin: One kind of rice can feed all kinds of people. If you have a selfless heart for your family and country,
Yes, there are also those who only care about their own interests and regard the lives of others as nothing. How do you know that those people will be moved by reason? If they refuse, will you spend a year or two with them? "
Nalan Meier had never thought so deeply. She was immediately speechless by her question. It took a long time to hold back a sentence, "This is just your guess. Human nature is inherently good. How could it be as you said? Don't do it."
Use the heart of a villain to judge the heart of a gentleman."
"I am a villain, but they are not gentlemen. If Master Baylor and Master Thirteen had not used any means to raise money in Jiangxi this time, how would the Eighth Master and Nine Masters have the money to open a warehouse in Henan to provide food relief and resettle the victims?"
The flowerpot-soled shoes left deep shoe prints on the foot-thick snow, and the snow fell
Silently, the long plum forest heard Ling Ruo's words as sharp as a knife scraping Nalan Meier's flushed cheeks, "The Eighth Fortune Jin has fine clothes and good food, but what about those refugees? They don't have enough food to keep their bellies covered, and they don't have enough clothes to wear."
If you don't cover your body, you may die at any time in this winter. What Fourth Master is doing is nothing more than that.
He just wants them to have enough to eat as soon as possible. Is this wrong? The Fourth Master and the Thirteenth Master tried their best to raise money, but in the end they got the words "at any cost". Bafujin didn't think this was a good idea for the Fourth Master.
Is it unfair for Thirteenth Master? Besides, all the money in the hands of those salt officials and salt merchants is scraped from the people.
What's wrong with the people's anointing and now returning it to the people? The so-called complaints are just those salt merchants. Have the people ever complained and hated them? I heard that Bafujin and Si Age grew up together and have known each other for more than ten years. I thought Bafujin
You should know Fourth Master very well, but now it seems that is not the case."
Ling Ruo shouldn't have said these words, but she was really angry with Nalan Meier for treating Yinzhen like this. It was a waste of time for Yinzhen to treat her sincerely.
Nalan Mei'er had never been accused like this since she was a child. She was so angry that she couldn't speak. She pointed at Ling Ruo for a long time before sneering: "You don't have to talk about your fourth brother as being so great. We have known each other for more than ten years.
I know him better than you do. Fourth brother is cold and mean. He never cares about his life except those around him.
Death is not as concerned about the sufferings of the people as you said. He does so much just because he cares about the errands given to him by the Emperor and wants to please the Emperor." She was also a little unscrupulous after saying this.
I just wanted to prove that I was right, and I never thought about whether it was appropriate to say this.
Ling Ruo's beautiful and flawless face was covered with a thin layer of chill, like the fluttering winter snow outside the edge of an umbrella. She finally understood why Nalan Meier chose her eighth prince as her husband. He had always treated her since childhood.
Yinzhen, who had been scolded many times, could only be remembered as "mean and cold" in her heart. How could he be as famous as the Eighth Prince, who was so famous and praised by hundreds of officials.
"If Bafujin wants to think like this, I can't help it. I have to resign in advance." The words are not speculative. Nalan Mei'er is just a little flower growing in the greenhouse. He doesn't know the sufferings of the world. To put it nicely, he is naive.
Evil, to put it more harshly, is ignorance. No matter how much you talk to such a woman, she will never understand the painstaking efforts of Yinzhen who would rather offend the rich and powerful than force the salt merchants to donate silver.
It is enough for her, the emperor, and the people of the world to understand Yinzhen's painstaking efforts...