Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 57: Jia Qiang of Heishui Village hits a wall and the head of the village is arrogant due to his seniority
Chapter 57: Jia Qiang of Heishui Village hits a wall and the head of the village is arrogant due to his seniority
Wu Jinyong's coercion rushed towards him, and Jia Qiang almost knelt down, but the words "I don't know you" reached her throat, but she couldn't say it out.
He is still a little angry. It's not like he has never done this before, but he knows it very well.
If he admits defeat at this moment, then he really loses.
With a lot of ups and downs in her heart, Jia Qiang struggled to put on a smile, pretended to point to the people who were hung up, stamped her feet and said: "Oh, misunderstanding, misunderstanding! This is really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple."
After saying that, he turned around and glared at Ni San fiercely, shouting: "Look at the good deeds you have done!"
Then he turned around and walked up to the group of hanging men, showing a look that was both angry and funny.
"Look at you?! Who doesn't know that the second master of the Wu family is very brave. He has greeted you in advance and asked you to be polite. Be careful and don't make any small moves. This is not a shame! It's a shame to throw it all into Liaodong. It's all a shame.
The face of the honorable family of Rongguo Mansion!"
Jia Qiang smiled apologetically at Wu Jinyong and said, "I asked them to explore the way in advance, but unexpectedly they violated Mr. Wu's taboo despite repeated warnings. I'll help them!"
Wu Jinyong looked at Jia Qiang carefully with his old and cloudy eyes, and then he also smiled and made a casual gesture, and the village man stepped forward to unload the few people from the tree.
"What is taboo or not? It's just a misunderstanding. Let's clear it up!" He pulled Jia Qiang and continued walking, constantly introducing the scenery of the village along the way.
Jia Qiang saw that the Heishui Village was connected by roads. Not only were rice and soybeans planted, but there were also vegetable gardens on the hills. There were also fruit trees on the slopes on both sides.
Along the way, waterwheels and barns can be seen everywhere, as well as a few stables, where horses neighing can be heard.
There is a vast open space in the middle of the village, and several villagers can be vaguely seen running horses. Wu Jinyong pointed at those people: "Brother Qiang, life in this white mountain and black water is the most boring. In my spare time, I just ride horses."
Horseback riding and archery are not only for entertainment, but also to train these men and make them more bloody.
Brother, I don’t know. The terrain here is close to the river and the terrain is gentle. There is only one city like Fuzhou to the east from the border, and it is only a hundred and twenty miles away from Sarhu, where the army was defeated in the Ming Dynasty.
People from Beidi who are often short of food take risks and go deep into this area to harvest grass and grain.
Over the years, Zhuangzi everywhere has had a blood feud with the Di people. Therefore, the people in the Zhuangzi were very vigilant, so they mistakenly thought that several of my servants were Beidi spies and arrested them."
Wu Jinyong's words were both soft and hard, and he was always venting his power to govern this place.
Jia Qiang was slightly annoyed and helpless. She could only maintain an expression on her face. She didn't express anything. She just avoided the important and ignored the easy. She asked with surprise: "I heard that Taizu was chasing death in the north, but he was hundreds of miles away from Di Di and never returned to the past.
The Ming Dynasty border has been vigorously managed since the Taizong Dynasty, and a border wall was built along the border. In the north of Shenzhou, the Pingliao Guards and the Beijing King were in charge. With three sides approaching, how could the Di people cross the wall and enter?"
Wu Jinyong smiled and said: "Brother Qiang, you only know one, but not the other. The predecessors said that 'the Great Wall is thousands of miles empty'. Even the majestic Great Wall and the important towns on nine sides have been destroyed.
What's the use of a side wall?
In this bitter cold land of Liaodong, the buildings built are of uneven quality. It is not uncommon for the Di people to cross the border and come in. However, if we suppress the army with the army, once most of the Di people appear, they will naturally connect with each other and the army will gather and move.
But the enemies of the squad can only be dealt with individually. This is the meaning of the existence of thousands of forts all over Liaodong."
So that's it. Jia Qiang nodded and accepted the instruction, thinking that this old man was really quite capable. No wonder he was able to control himself in this land of white mountains and black waters. Although he prided himself on being a high-ranking man, he knew that it would be difficult for him to face such a situation.
No way to deal with it.
At this time, Jia Zhen's expression before leaving and Jia Lan's unclear eyes appeared in his mind.
[No wonder Uncle Zhen of Dongfu doesn’t care about Zhuangzi in Liaodong, because he knows that he can’t control it at all, and maybe only Lange’er can control it.]
Wu Jinyong called Jia Qiang to the depths of Zhuangzi, and saw a courtyard standing in front of him, with blue bricks and black tiles, cornices and brackets. The courtyard walls several meters high were all made of huge granite and green bricks, and the four corners were still intact.
There is a watchtower built, and the east and west mountains stand tall. A few pine trees in the courtyard add an antique flavor to the courtyard, but they cannot hide its own majestic and majestic atmosphere.
Entering the main hall, he saw books stacked neatly on the desk in the middle. Wu Jinyong pointed at the books and said to Jia Qiang with a smile: "I always do things in a straightforward manner, Brother Qiang."
My son visited the village and sent me a greeting card in advance. Naturally, I can't rely on my old age to show off my old age. This bookcase is full of Zhuangzi's account books for the past ten years. Please take them and check them all!"
Jia Qiang politely picked up one of the books and flipped through it. He knew that he would not find anything.
After reading countless accounts from the five Zhuangzi these days, Jia Qiang also saw something: if the accounts are confusing, there is almost no need to think that there must be something wrong, just check and get it right.
However, the account books of Heishui Village are clear in every item, including the date and time of the month and the person who did it. The records and deposits are all complete. This alone shows that Wu Jinyong is really good at managing Zhuangzi. p>
Jia Qiang confessed her crime and asked Master Zhao to lead his men through it. After a burst of crackling abacus sounds, Master Zhao walked up to Jia Qiang with a strange expression. He just started to say a few words but was stopped by the latter with a wave of his hand.<
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"What is there that Mr. Wu should avoid right now? There is no need to avoid it, just say it." After saying that, Jia Qiang showed a slightly flattering smile to Wu Jinyong.
"Yes..." Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted: "I'm rude. Back to the master, the accounts of Heishui Village and the surrounding five villages are clear in number. Except for some writing errors, there are no traces.
The problem will be solved later as long as the next person takes a look at the inventory of various barns and verifies it."
After saying that, Mr. Zhao also put on a smile and offered his hand to Wu Jinyong: "No wonder even the ancestors of the Rongguo Mansion praised the Second Master Wu, saying that the person who has been entrusted with the responsibility of looking after the world of Liaodong is none other than the Second Master Wu!
Look at this account, these five villages have been expanding and developing. This year they will add a hill, and next year they will add hundreds of acres of paddy fields. The annual supply is also increasing steadily. From this alone, you can know the number in the warehouse.
Whether it is true or not. Even the Huizhou merchants who are famous for their business methods dare not boast in front of Mr. Wu Er!"
At this time, Jia Qiang was also complimenting him. Wu Jinyong's face became bright after hearing the good words, and his eyes softened when he looked at Jia Qiang, so he called his servants to set up a banquet.
At this time, two men came in from the door. One was strong and strong, with a face like iron forest, as if he and Wu Jinyong were printed in the same mold; the other looked weak and elegant, but his gait was strong and vigorous.
Not bad.
"Brother Qiang, these are my two sons. The eldest son, Wu Xingwei, is a reckless man and has wasted all his strength. The younger son, Wu Xingwen, is somewhat spiritual. He was rewarded by his ancestors and donated the title of a supervisor.
Zhuang Shang helps the village one or two."
Jia Qiang saw that the descendants of the Wu family were very capable in both literature and military affairs, and secretly sighed in her heart: The Wu family is really already established in Liaodong, and its power is difficult to contain.