Wu State and the five-nation coalition forces of Lu, Cai, Song, and Shen took large ships to sea from Ningbo Port and went to South America to grab gold. In fact, the supply ship and many warships transporting troops and horses were anchored in Wu in Japan, and many people went out of Ningbo Port.
Even so, the mighty sails still covered the sun. Jia Cong and others found a high pavilion to overlook. Chen Ruijin said: "It is a taboo for military strategists to send troops in such a big way. Now it happens that the Western countries are coming.
When fighting a war, don't worry about overseas colonies, otherwise the merchants will send a message back early and set up an ambush, and Wei Ruoheng will definitely suffer."
Jia Cong said: "Wei Ruoheng's advantage is mostly in firearms. I'm not afraid that he won't win. Small fish eat shrimps, and big fish eat small fish." He looked outside and sighed, "Wu Guo has his own merits."
An excellent port, Shanghai Port. It’s a pity that King Wu doesn’t pay attention to it.”
Mrs. Zeng also came with her. After hearing this, she thought to herself: "Shanghai, is it from Songjiang Prefecture?"
"Yes. I can't remember the specifics of the Huating area. Anyway, there is the Huangpu River over there, which is the outlet of the Yangtze River. It is very suitable for building a large port. These years are the age of shipping, and Shanghai has such a good port.
It's a pity to sit idle." Jia Cong said, "And that part of Shanghai is very suitable for development into a big city."
Zeng asked: "How can we see it?"
Jia Cong couldn't say 'historical facts are proof', so he said: "A big port can easily support a big city. For example, Hong Kong, Tianjin, New York, London, Rotterdam... Well, because the larger the port, the greater the trade volume that the city can accommodate.
Didn’t it originally develop from the market?”
Mrs. Zeng said with a smile: "In that case, I will go to Shanghai to buy some Zhuangzi. When my son grows up, will it be enough for his wife?"
Jia Cong thought for a moment: "Your son is only that old, well, about the same. But Rome was not built in a day. It may be more valuable in your grandson's generation, so your son has nothing to do and don't sell the property."
Chen Ruijin said: "Since this is the case, let's buy some too."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "You women really know how to live your life. You are all born economists."
The three of them chatted and laughed for a while, and someone else came in to reply, saying that a monk had come and wanted to see Jia Cong. Jia Cong was startled: "Why are they here again? Aren't they offline yet?"
Come in.
As expected, it was the scabby monk and the lame Taoist who came. Jia Cong stood up and held his hands in his hands: "Master Mang Mang, Master Miao Miao, you are well."
The two monks and Taoists sighed and shook their heads. The monk said: "The two of us just came out of the mountain, and suddenly we found that Fairy Jiangzhu had disappeared, and there was no soul left at Jinghuan Fairy's place to close the case."
"Oh, of course it won't go away if everyone is alive." Jia Cong said, "Fairy Jiangzhu went to fight overseas. Qin Keqing is a rich man and has two children. Her man will not worship Brother Miaomiao as his teacher. I'm sorry.
Brother Dao, I didn’t mean to steal your business. They are in free love. Who else is there? Zhen Shiyin’s daughter should be in Fujian now, and his son-in-law..." He pointed to the ship outside the pavilion, "That’s right.
Leading the troops to sea. Where is Mr. Zhen? Do you want to meet his daughter and grandson?"
The monks and Taoist priests looked at each other for a long time before sighing: "That's it, we can't control it."
Jia Cong curled his lips and said: "In my opinion, the name Zhen Fei is really good. The old guy is a waste. There is only one woman whom I love like a treasure, but he is casually handed over to irresponsible people to play with. Something happened at home.
He doesn't know how to stand up and protect his old wife from the wind and rain. If Feng Su bullies him, he will let him be bullied. Oh yes, and what the hell is that guy Jia Hua? He doesn't have any eyesight at all."
The Taoist priest shook his head and said: "His nature is pure and kind..."
Jia Cong interrupted: "Brother Taoist, do you think that the words 'nature is pure and good' are good words?"
The Taoist priest said: "Is it still possible to say evil things?"
Jia Cong said: "It depends on how old you are. If you are under twenty years old, you will survive until you are thirty. These four words are good words; if you are over thirty, these four words are not good words. In other words
, has the same meaning as the six words "If people are stupid, money will come quickly". I hope you religious people will not always teach people to escape from reality. Everyone in the world is filthy and I am alone. Life is not like a dream, it should be like sailing against the current. When encountering difficulties, become a monk, wife, children and children.
Who will support him? Zhen Fei’s old wife is better than him. At least she made a living by doing needlework for those years.”
The Taoist priest said: "You and I have different Taoisms, so there is no need to say more."
Jia Cong shrugged and said: "It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little emotional. When I see Brother Tao, I can't help but think of Zhen Yinglian's father. Look at her husband, how responsible he is - her life is really good. What's wrong, Mr. Zhen takes it seriously.
Don’t want to see your daughter’s grandson? His grandson is very smart and will definitely have a great future. I think Zhen Yinglian still wants to meet her father. Mrs. Feng lived in Taihu Lake a few years ago, and their son-in-law passed away last month.
I sent someone to pick her up and take her to the south. Brother Dao, are you really missing?"
After a long time, someone outside sighed: "No need... I have been a monk for many years."
Jia Cong twitched his lips: "Forget it... I'm just giving it a try. If it doesn't work, that's all. Brother Zhen Dao, don't worry, your daughter is extremely talented. I believe she will be able to achieve her own career in a short time."
The mangy-headed monk then asked: "These past few months have been bloody and bloody, and the entire country has been purged of the Maitreya Cult, which has killed countless innocent souls. But was it your handiwork?"
Jia Cong shrugged: "It's really not me. I am only good at taking advantage of my foresight to take advantage of opportunities. I didn't come up with such an awesome strategy."
The monk recited the Buddha's name and said: "The poor monk also knows that the Maitreya religion has always been restless. But now many people have died unjustly."
Jia Cong raised his eyes and stared at him, half-smiling, and said: "However, he probably didn't die unjustly." He waved his hand again, "It's not because of Fairy Jiangzhu that you two came to me today. You can rest assured. I have always believed in religion.
It is an indispensable part of the secular world. It will not destroy the Buddha and it is impossible to destroy the Tao." He turned to look at the lame Taoist priest and said, "The Tao will definitely be reestablished in the future. However, my bottom line for religion is taxation, force and the freedom to not believe in religion. No matter what.
It is the Buddha and the Tao. As long as the believers are not forced to pay money, there is no organization similar to the army, and any monk or Taoist is allowed to freely return to secular life or convert to another religion, I support it. As the saying goes, don’t look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha.
If you don’t look at Buddha’s face, why should you look at Sister Jiangzhu’s face?”
The monks looked at each other, and the monk said helplessly: "That's all, the donor just doesn't commit any sins."
Jia Cong said sternly: "I'm sorry, I can't agree to this, Master. Expeditions abroad always commit great evil. But if we don't do it now, future generations will not be able to do it even if they want to." He stood up and faced the monk.
He bowed to the ground and said, "Excuse me, I would like to thank Fairy Jinghuan for sending so many beautiful things. I, Jia Cong, promise to Mr. Cao Xueqin that everyone will make the best use of them and not waste any talent, so that they can each shine."
." Naipi said with a smile, "The vigilant fantasy fairy can take a break. First, go to the crazy dream fairy, love the master, and the golden girl who leads to sorrow, and play mahjong - Jinling's Twelve Hairpins and Three Books will not die early.
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The Taoist priest said: "It's just that these are all owned by the Bo Ming Division, and you have changed your fate too much."
Jia Cong bared his teeth and clapped his hands: "I'll change it! Come and bite me if you have the ability~~" He put his hands behind his back and said loudly, "What nonsense is it that you have no ability, no courage, no vision, just complain about your bad fate?
.My destiny is up to me and not God!”
The monk said to the Taoist priest: "I knew this would be a waste of time."
Jia Cong shouted: "Mr. Zhen, are you serious about not going to see your wife and children?" No one answered outside. Jia Cong chuckled and said, "That's it." The monks all lost their earlier air of being otherworldly, and they clasped their hands together and saluted.
, turned around and left.
As soon as the two of them left, Zeng's eyes nearly fell down and she quickly asked, "Who are they?"
"That Taoist priest is the master of Zhen Yinglian's father." Jia Cong turned back to the table and sat down. "The monk... is the one who wanted to turn Sister Lin into a monk when she was a child."
"What Fairy Jiangzhu are you talking about?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "That is Lin Daiyu, the military advisor of King Yan's northern army."
Mrs. Zeng took a deep breath of cold air. After a while, a burst of pride hit her forehead, and she slapped the table and said: "I will go to Shanghai County to buy Zhuangzi tomorrow!"
Jia Cong snorted: "If they don't come together, you don't believe me either."
Chen Ruijin said: "Since we know that Shanghai will become a great port in the future, why don't we do it now?"
Jia Cong touched his chin: "Such a big thing has to be presided over by someone. Let Zhen Zangzhu persuade the King of Wu?"
Zeng pointed to her nose: "I'll host it."
"Ah?! Aren't you going to pretend to be Wei Ruoheng's little wife?"
Mrs. Zeng said: "Zhen Yinglian has always been gentle and simple. No one else knows how much money the Wei family has. Now that I have forced Mrs. Wei away, it is most convenient to control the Wei family by myself."
Jia Cong thought: "As the emperor and his ministers, it makes sense for the Wei family to change their style of painting. As for King Wu... you can pretend to follow Lord Zhen's path. Concubine Chen takes the opportunity to blow the pillow - Wei Ruoheng's son is
As her son's companion, it is only natural for her to win over the Wei family."
Chen Ruijin said: "If Zhen Zangzhu is dragged into the water, I'm afraid the Bao family will want to have a hand in it. That family is not a good person, it is completely shady."
Jia Cong said: "Many things cannot be done without men, especially men who are not officials. Let alone such a big thing." The three of them sat and thought for a long time, but did not find a good way.
At that time, the king of Wu drove back to Jinling, and all the civil and military officials who accompanied him also went back. Jia Cong then invited Zhen Zangzhu to discuss the expansion of Shanghai Port. Zhen Zangzhu heard that they were worried about the Bao family and could not get around it and did not want them to take advantage.
, smiled and said: "This is easy." Naidao said, "I am most familiar with their third son. Although he is a dandy, he is just too lazy to do serious things. In fact, this person is not uneducated."
"Huh? Do you think he can become a useful person?"
Zhen Zangzhu said: "How do you think he compares to Xue Pan?"
Jia Cong thought for a while: "Absolutely. She seems to be cuter than Xue Pan."
Zhen Zangzhu said: "This man is quite loyal, and he doesn't like money very much - it's not that he has a high mood, it's actually that his family is rich, and his father and brother are all doting on him, so he doesn't think money is important."
Jia Cong had an idea: "For Mr. Bao, face is more attractive than money. The whole family says he is a playboy. If he can do something practical to impress others, Mr. Bao is too much."
You have face."
Zhen Zangzhu said: "Anyway, I don't expect him to do anything, I just want to borrow his identity." Jia Cong nodded. Zhen Zangzhu added, "It's just... I heard from my girl's female student that the wives and grandmothers of various families in Jinling
When they heard that Mrs. Zeng coaxed Mrs. Wei away, everyone was filled with indignation and wanted to help Mrs. Wei deal with her. If she comes out to do such a big thing, I'm afraid it won't be easy."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Who are they? They can't sway their husbands or fathers and brothers with the serious things outside. Besides, any kind of righteous indignation is just a paper tiger in front of money, so they can just talk. But Fan and Zeng
Cooperation can bring benefits to the family, and their husbands, father and brothers will not mind the Zeng family's status as concubine. Although money is not everything, it is also worth 8,800." Zhen Zangzhu shook her head.
In the days that followed, everyone discussed it many times, and finally Mrs. Zeng went to Zhen Zangzhu’s house in a carriage to visit Zhen Zangzhu, and paid homage to everyone. Zhen Zangzhu went to see Mr. Bao the next day, and tried his best to
Agreeing that Mr. Zeng has a vision and is worthy of having seen the world, he said: "Of course she can't do such a big thing as a woman. I am also a newcomer and have no foundation in Wu. Dear brother, your family has been in business for many years, why don't you join us?"
Anyway, my Zhen family and her Wei family will provide money, and your Bao family will give birth to people. If Shanghai Port really does not lose to Hong Kong, it will be a legend for future generations many years later. How shameless."
Mr. Bao thought to himself, "Our family doesn't have to worry about money."
Zhen Zangzhu said: "Didn't your family hoard a lot of wood and stone materials that have been occupied? The Wei family is very rich, and Wei Ruoheng doesn't like to spend money. Brother Yu... I also did a lot of business without capital in my early years.
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Mr. Bao laughed a few times and said enthusiastically: "Can we accomplish such a big thing?"
Zhen Zangzhu said, "I think I can." After a while, he said decisively, "I can definitely do it."
Mr. Bao trusted him the most and said, "I believe in Brother Zhen! You can do it if you say you can!" Zhen Zangzhu was overjoyed.
Third Master Bao went home and told his father and brother about the matter. If Zhen Zangzhu came to the Bao family to repay the debt, they would have taken a good look at it. However, he was discussing it with Third Master Bao today.
The three people in the Bao family always looked at Mr. Bao as a child, and when things came out of his mouth, they turned into a joke. No matter how Mr. Bao danced and gestured, Mr. Bao just smiled and stroked his beard and said: "That's all.
That's all, I just want to give you something to do." Mr. Bao said, "It's better to go to the Hualou Theater every day. It's a serious thing after all." Mr. Bao was so angry that his liver ached, and he said: "I will definitely do this.
Things will be done! Just wait and see!"
Nai turned back to Zhen Zangzhu's house angrily. Zhen Zangzhu looked at his appearance and asked, "Don't your family agree?"
"I agreed." Mr. Bao said with a long face, "They think I'm just kidding."
Zhen Zangzhu secretly rejoiced: God help me! She said sternly: "Your father and brother are too prejudiced against you. If you don't come up with ideas and skills to show them, I'm afraid they will never look down on you in this life."
Third Master Bao puffed up his cheeks and patted his chest and said, "Brother Zhen, don't worry! What's the difficulty? It's just a job that women can do. In a few years, I will make Shanghai Port bigger than Hong Kong!"
Zhen Zangzhu praised: "You are ambitious!" Then she whispered, "There is just one more important thing. I am not good at speaking up, so I have to trouble your second brother."
"What's up?"
Zhen Zangzhu stretched out two fingers and said: "Tax-free." Then she explained to him in detail why tax-free.
After hearing this, Mr. Bao immediately understood: "Isn't it just to grab business with Wang Ziteng?"
Zhen Zangzhu gave a thumbs up: "My dear brother is so shrewd, I can look forward to the future of Shanghai Port."