It was said that Second Sister You's former little maid suddenly sent her husband to Rongguo Mansion to ask for an audience with Jia Cong. Jia Cong was confused. Fortunately, he thought that the little maid seemed to be smart and should not harass the powerful for no reason, so he asked him to come in.
Not long after, that Wang Dachui came. Jia Cong took a look and saw that he was a real farmer, about thirty years old, with a dark face. This man came up and kowtowed three times, and then Jia Cong ordered someone to move to a pillar and shout.
He sat down. Wang Dachui saw that the regent and his father were both friendly, and his father looked at him and smiled. In addition, he was already very courageous, so he made signs to explain his purpose.
It turned out that not long after his wife got married, she told her husband's sister-in-law that she had met Jia Cong, the third master of Rongguo Mansion. Wang Dachui's sister had a long tongue. This news spread throughout the village in a few days, and everyone in the village was quite envious.
In the past few months, Jia Cong became the regent. His wife felt more and more proud and showed off in front of his sister. The sister went out to show off again. Later, Lin Daiyu reduced the land tax, and the whole village rejoiced and praised Prime Minister Lin for his great kindness.
.The girl talked a lot, and she boasted outside that the prime minister was appointed by the regent. Her sister-in-law had met the regent, and he was a very good person.
A daughter-in-law at the head of the village, who said she did not want to lose to others, sneered: "Jia Cong is a traitor, he is not a good person!"
Sister Wang immediately said: "Jia Cong is the regent, who said he is a traitor? Are you yourself? Let's go to the official immediately, and I will accuse you of treason and injustice!" She stepped forward and grabbed the daughter-in-law to leave.
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The daughter-in-law frowned and said, "The people around Mr. Wen Daguan who came to collect grain said so! Isn't Mr. Wen Daguan a good person?" Sister Wang became speechless.
Prime Minister Lin is naturally a good person for reducing land taxes, but this year's land taxes have been paid, and the reduction for next year has not yet begun. But Wen Daguan is a real good person. In the past two months, Wen Daguan has paid high prices
Harvesting grain in the suburbs of Beijing, the price is more than twice the market price! If he is not a good person, who is? Sister Wang lost the argument and ran home angrily to settle the score with her sister-in-law.
Sister-in-law Wang listened for a long time before she understood, and she coaxed her away with a few words; but at night she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Ever since she heard that the official had returned, she felt strange. It wasn't like there was no fresh food for sale in the capital, so why did she come to the village to collect it at a high price?
Grain? And he claimed to be a businessman - this sister-in-law Wang met many businessmen when she was working as a maid in Beijing. He didn't look like him at all, and none of the people around him looked like the clerks. Could it be that this official Wen wanted to do something that would be detrimental to the regent?
thing?
It is very honorable for me to meet a noble person. If something goes wrong with this noble person, not only will I lose my prestige in the village, but also can the female prime minister who gets a tax reduction continue to be the prime minister? If the family is fine in a few days, next year
How much less tax can they pay, how much less will they pay in the next year, how much less will they pay in ten years? The couple also plans to use the money to buy a house in the capital and marry their son to a city wife in the future. If the female prime minister loses her official position, the tax will be reduced.
No less? Don’t let your happiness end in vain.
After much thought, she ordered her husband to rush to the city and ask Jia Cong to remind him of the matter. Wang Dachui waited in the political hall for a day without seeing anyone. Finally, he found out that the regent had returned to the palace, and then he chased after Rong Rong.
National government.
After hearing this, Jia Cong took a deep breath, cupped his hands towards him and said, "Mr. Wang, thank you very much, and thank you also for your wife. It is important that the security you mentioned is not guaranteed."
Wang Dachui immediately smiled and said: "Seriously? I already knew that Mr. Wen Daguan was not a good person, and he might have some evil intentions!"
Jia Cong asked: "He has gone to your village to collect grain countless times?"
"Three or four times," Wang Dachui said. "At first, I just sold him the surplus grain at home. Many people went to relatives' houses to borrow grain, only to find that he had taken it from nearby villages. So they borrowed it in the mountains. The mountains were remote, and they didn't go there.
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Jia Cong smiled and said, "Why don't you come to the city to buy grain and sell it to him?"
Wang Dachui said: "He only wants the fresh grain that was harvested this year in the village. He says he can't trust the shady grain dealers in the city."
Jia Cong nodded: "This is a good excuse. Do you remember what Wen Daguan looks like?"
"Remember, remember!" Wang Dachui said, "Our family has the most fields and the most food. I have met him several times."
"Wait a moment, I'll find someone to make a portrait with you." Jia Cong then asked him to rest in the next room and find a painter who could draw shadows and figures.
Jia She suddenly asked: "Brother Wang, have you had dinner yet?"
Wang Dachui grinned: "I just bought two sesame cakes at the intersection."
Jia She said: "You are so big, how can you satisfy two sesame seed cakes?" He sent word to the kitchen to prepare food and wine. Wang Dachui happily went to the next door.
The Jia family looked at each other, and Jia She coughed twice: "Before he came in, what you said at the beginning, I'll listen to it first."
"Oh." Jia Cong hurriedly talked about the former Princess Yan, Lou.
After hearing this, Jia She thought for a while and said: "I will consider this matter. You first check this official Wen Haosheng." Jia Cong agreed.
By then the painter had arrived, and Wang Dachui next door had finished his meal, so Jia Cong led the painter to Wang Dachui's place to draw shadows and figures.
As soon as he left, Jia She immediately ordered a servant close to him: "Go to the Grand Master's Mansion and invite Mr. Zhan Feng." The servant agreed and left. Jia She shouted again, "Come back!" The man hurried back.
Jia She thought for a moment and said, "Please don't disturb others, Mr. Zhan, and go straight to the Huayuanzi Nuan Pavilion. I'll wait for him there." The servant agreed and left.
Zhan Feng was sitting in his warm pavilion reading the brochures. Hearing that Jia She asked him to meet secretly, he put down the brochures and asked someone to get his coat. Zhan Kun asked casually: "What's the matter with Duke Rong?"
Zhan Feng said: "Since he is carrying Jia Cong on his back, this matter is definitely not a big deal." Then he picked up his feet and walked away.
Zhan Feng rushed to the Nuan Pavilion in the garden of Rongguo Mansion. Jia She was already running around in the room anxiously. When the two old men saw each other, they didn't have time to say hello. Jia She started by saying: "Didn't you say a while ago that your people lost Situ Pan?"
?He has probably returned to Beijing!"
Zhan Feng was surprised: "Go back to Beijing?"
Jia She, an old bastard, was also shrewd when he told Princess Lou the purpose of her visit today, and finally said: "I want to send King Yan's children out of the city for no reason. Who else can do this except King Yan himself?"
Zhan Feng thought: "Sending your children away from the capital is a way to avoid disaster. It's obvious that Cong'er will have a good life and provide for the heirs of Prince Yan, so why should he avoid disaster?"
"Also, there are people in the suburbs of Beijing who are buying grain at high prices, secretly." Jia She repeated what Wang Dachui said and hummed, "As long as there is fresh rice from the village, the capital will not be alarmed at all."
Zhan Feng thought for a long time: "If Situ Pan had obtained soldiers and horses from somewhere, they would not be able to enter the city. There are artillery at the city gate."
Jia She rolled his eyes at him: "How did your artillery enter the city?"
"Send it in from the tunnel in the south of the city... Oops!" Zhan Feng snapped. There is more than one tunnel from the capital to the outside of the city. Except for the one he helped build for Prince Yi Zhong, there is also the one from the Forbidden City that leads to a temple. Both of them
Two, there is no possibility of a third. Has King Yan not built any new tunnels in the ten years he has been in power in the capital? He immediately said, "Call Feng Ziying quickly."
Jia She said: "Feng Ziying probably doesn't know. If he knew, he would have told her earlier."
"He knows the most." Zhan Feng said, "Even if you don't know the truth, you can probably guess who knows."
Jia She heard that it made sense, and sent someone to Feng's house to quietly invite Feng Ziying over. Zhan Feng asked, "Why should we hide such a big thing from Cong'er?"
Jia She snorted: "I'm afraid he won't be willing to kill him."
Zhan Feng smiled and said: "The Duke of the Kingdom is overly worried. Cong'er's idea is still important."
Jia She sighed: "Old Zhan, you have known Cong'er since he was very young. I don't know how his previous master taught him. He is the least willing to kill people - except for foreigners. I have not found a full-fledged person from my own tribe.
He refused to kill him from the beginning, let alone Situ Pan who helped him many times intentionally or unintentionally. I was confused, he is not a compassionate person."
Zhan Feng said helplessly: "Feng Ziying may not be willing to let go. He has known Situ Pan for many years."
"Much more sensible than Cong'er." Jia She complained, "Other people's children are really sensible." Zhan Feng laughed.
The two old men were sitting in the warm pavilion discussing, and Feng Ziying also rushed over. Zhan Feng told him both things first. Feng Ziying was born in a general family and asked curiously: "Collecting grain? If it is to raise grain, pretend to be a grain merchant from other places."
It doesn't matter if you buy it in the open. The capital is so big and there are so many granaries. It's also easy to buy it in neighboring countries. In recent years, all countries have been building roads."
Zhan Feng said: "We two old guys can't figure it out either." He raised his chin towards Jia She and said, "What Duke Rong means is that if Situ Pan comes out to cause trouble, he will be killed. What do you think?" Feng Ziying looked hesitant.
Zhan Feng immediately said, "What did I say? He couldn't bear to do it?"
Jia She sighed: "I don't have to kill King Yan. You all said that he has lost power and is fine. Now that we have just returned to Beijing, everything is unstable. This is not Taiwan." He asked Feng Ziying if he knew.
The king of Yan built the tunnel but never did it.
Feng Ziying naturally didn't know, but he really couldn't guess who would know. After counting several of King Yan's confidants, they all thought it was unlikely. Zhan Fengnai stood up and said: "Ziying, let's go to the Lin Mansion right now. You and I
I haven’t fought in many years, but Prime Minister Lin has been in a lot of fights lately, so ask her."
Jia She said: "Let's take a look at the portrait of Wen Daguan first."
"There's no rush." Zhan Feng said, "Just send someone to the Lin Mansion." In the early years, Jia She opened a black oil door outside the Yi door in the study room in order to get angry with Jia's mother. Zhan Feng and Feng Ziying had two
Then he left through this door like a thief.
Jia She returned to the Rongxi Hall and heard that the portraits of the senior officials and several accompanying boys had been painted. Jia Cong sent someone to put Wang Dachui down to rest, and he sat and watched the painter paint gourds in the same way, while waiting for his father to take a walk in the garden.
The son came back. When he saw Jia She, he said: "This Wen Daguan may be a military commander. Not only is he strong and powerful, but also the servants and stewards who follow him are very impressive."
Jia She said "Oh" and asked, "Have you heard of any general's surname?"
"I don't know -" Jia Cong held his cheek, "I'm hesitant whether to win over someone."
"who?"
"Sun Shaozu -" Jia Cong moved his head back and forth between his hands, "I really don't like this person, and I thought I would fix him when I get power in the future." In the original novel, my sister was killed by him!
"Pian Zhan Yizhi said that Yan must be appeased for a while, and I am not allowed to take action."
Jia She took the portrait and looked at it for a long time, and said: "It really has the style of a military general. Sun Shaozu is useful, so why not win over one or two. This person is greedy for money and lust, and sooner or later his pigtails will show up." Jia Cong sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face, and his sleeves
He took a portrait and left. Jia She hurriedly sent someone to deliver a portrait to the Lin Mansion.
When Jia Cong returned to Lixiangyuan, he had a headache. It had been a while since he had thought about things by himself. Others had done it for him. Now this matter is a puzzle again, with clues leaking out here and there. There may be something inside.
The relationship may have nothing to do with it. He suspected that King Yan had obtained soldiers and horses and wanted to return to the capital to stir up trouble. But King Yan was a very tolerant figure. He had been bullied by Liu Dengxi since he was a child, but he could still pretend to have the overall situation in mind.
After all the dealings, Tu Qiong saw him. And he was not someone who cared about his children's personal affairs. If he really wanted to break into the capital, he would never allow Princess Yan to reveal such a big flaw to him.
While I was worried, a boy suddenly came in to report that someone was visiting the door of Lixiangyuan facing Ningrong Street. This door usually did not receive visitors. Now that Jia Cong has become the regent, no one will come to hang out.
Jia Cong frowned and asked, "Who is it?"
The boy said: "She is a girl, her name is Liu Mingyue."
"Ha?!" Jia Cong saw this girl when he went to SHIELD a few days ago. She looked very good. She was studying at Tsinghua Charity Women's School, and she only said hello and said a few nonsense words about her elders that day.
"Why are all the guests coming tonight who can't hit the guests?" He couldn't help but trembled: the more strange the clues, the more things were hidden behind them, so he hurriedly invited them in.
It was the end of the month, and a sliver of the crooked moon appeared above the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. Liu Mingyue walked in the door wearing a school uniform, no makeup, and she looked like a bright moon, and the whole room lit up. Jia Cong last year
I had just given birth to a daughter, and now I see that the little girl has the heart of a father. He smiled and waved her to sit down, and called for tea and snacks. After shouting, I remembered to ask her what she likes to eat.
Liu Mingyue smiled and shook her head: "Uncle Jia, there is no need to be busy. My niece will leave after just saying a few words."
Jia Cong said: "You, a little girl, quietly came to Lixiangyuan to find me at night. The matter must not be settled in a few words." He also ordered him to boil milk for her.
Liu Mingyue smiled. Then she ordered a few snacks and said she wanted to drink cocoa tea. After Jia Cong ordered her to go down, he asked her why she came here. Liu Mingyue frowned and said: "It's okay to say it's something, but it's really nothing. I
It’s just a little weird.”
"Big things all start from strange little things. Just tell me slowly."
"Um."
Liu Mingyue is pretty, and she has been courted by boys since she was thirteen or fourteen years old. The month before, her school organized a visit to a temple, and she met a young man by chance. The man somehow found his way to the school and gave her a few poems.
The poem was really good. Although Liu Mingyue was not yet attracted to him, she already had a good impression of him. Somehow, Liu Zhuang found out about this matter. Could the elder brother just ignore it? He went to check it out in person. He immediately found out what happened.
He was actually the fourth son of King Yan, and there were four or five concubines and concubines in the palace. Liu Mingyue felt unhappy and ignored him anymore; he also retreated because of the difficulty. Who knew that today, this person would come again.