Lin Hai persuaded Situ Pan to visit Taiwan Mansion and then let him go. Jia Cong held his cheek and said: "It seems that they are quite frustrated. Otherwise, why would they come to you to complain?"
Lin Daiyu said: "Let's test our morale along the way and see how confident we are."
Jia Cong thought for a while: "Uncle, did he only come to the study with you? Did he propose to visit your house?"
Lin Haidao: "No."
Jia Cong said: "I thought, if I were him, I would definitely ask you out to meet, and I wouldn't come to your house - how dangerous it is. It's okay if you are always at home, but it would be hard to say if Sister Lin is here.
.Has he met anyone else?"
Lin Hai shook his head: "Just talk to me."
Jia Cong said: "Your master has been away from Beijing for many years and has been maintaining and repairing it. It is easier to arrange detailed work."
An idea suddenly popped into Lin Daiyu's mind, and she stood up and left. Jia Cong and Lin Hai hurriedly followed after seeing this. He ran into the second room next door and saw Lin Qu lying on the carpet playing with cloth balls. Half the room was filled with colorful things. Lin Qu used his hands
Catching it and throwing it around, picking it up again after losing it, picking it up and throwing it away again. Jia Cong said seriously: "What's so fun about this?"
Lin Daiyu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. Lin Qu was picking up the ball. When he saw his mother and grandfather coming, he grabbed two cloth balls and ran over with a smile. Daiyu squatted down as a habit, and Lin Qu handed the ball to her.
The guy looked up at his grandfather and handed the other one to the old man's hand. Jia Cong also squatted down and pointed at his nose: "Where's uncle?" Lin Qu looked at him, turned around and ran back to take another one.
The small cloth ball was handed to Jia Cong. Jia Cong held it with both hands: "Thank you Qu'er! Qu'er is so kind." He stuffed the small cloth ball into his purse, picked him up and weighed him, "Little Lin Qu,
You're heavier again! You little chubby boy."
Lin Hai saw his grandson smiling even with his beard: "Such a big kid grows up the fastest."
Daiyu said: "Bring him over here, I feel more comfortable looking at him." She turned around and went out. Seeing that her mother was gone, Lin Qu hurriedly stretched out his hand to reach. How could his little arm, which was less than a foot long, reach him? He was anxious.
He screamed. Jia Cong quickly hugged him and followed him.
As soon as he returned to the study, Lin Qu immediately abandoned his uncle and crawled on top of his mother. Lin Daiyu did not hug him, so she let him climb up to her knees along her calves, and then held him with both hands. Jia Cong sighed: "This bastard, he's not here yet."
I hugged you and ran away, no better than when I first came here. My uncle can't please you even if he gives you so many toys."
Daiyu smiled and said: "It's much better than that time." When he first returned to Beijing, although Lin Qu didn't recognize life, he would cling to Daiyu whenever he saw outsiders. Jia Cong remembered that the same was true for his little nephew in his previous life.
In order to show sovereignty: My mother is mine! It will get better as we get to know each other gradually. However, the child still misses his mother after all. At this moment, he is trying his best to get into Daiyu's bad side and act like a spoiled child. Daiyu coaxes him for a while.
, said seriously: "Qu'er is our weakest point."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "No one else can compare with the guards around him."
Daiyu didn't answer. She sat and thought for a long time and asked, "What did you say last time about protecting folk crafts?"
"Hmm. Those who draw sugar paintings, make clay figurines, and paper-cuts should all be protected. When industrialization rises, these things will slowly disappear. What?"
Daiyu said with a smile: "When I was a child, the day I first came to the capital, you gave me a straw grasshopper made by Sister Hongxiu. I liked it very much at that time."
Jia Cong blinked: "Sister, you still remember what happened so early! I only have a vague impression."
Daiyu said: "Our gardener can also weave straw, and he can weave many patterns. Grasshoppers, birds, rabbits, deer, everything is made to look like they are alive. This can be considered a folk craft."
"Of course! If it's extremely realistic, you can be considered a master of arts and crafts. What did he make up? Let me take a look."
Daiyu sent someone to fetch the straw things from the master's house. After a while, Jia Cong took a look and saw that it looked like a straw zoo! There were more than twenty kinds of flowers, insects, birds, and animals.
Lifelike. Daiyu then ordered: "Go and invite Fu Baoquan."
Not long after, a man in a green cloth jacket walked in. This man was in his forties, with a dark face. He walked in with a hunched body and said to Qian'er: "I have seen you, the Prime Minister."
Daiyu pointed at Jia Cong and said, "Fu Baoquan, this is the regent Jia Cong."
Fu Baoquan hurriedly knelt down to kowtow, but Jia Cong waved his hand: "No! I don't like people to kowtow. The regent is just a profession."
Daiyu smiled and said: "He is more unwilling to be slapped than I am. You can just treat him with common courtesy."
Fu Baoquan got up and bowed, and Jia Cong also bowed. Fu Baoquan said: "I will kill this slave."
Jia Cong said, "You're welcome, Mr. Fu." He pointed at the straw things and said, "You made these."
"Yes. This slave made it up for me to play with."
"Tsk tsk, he is an absolute master of arts and crafts!" Jia Cong picked up a monkey, and the monkey held a big peach in his hands and was very happy. "It's not difficult to make up the appearance, but the difficult part is to make up the expression, draw pictures and make clay statues.
It’s much more difficult. Mr. Fu, I’m considering building a college of arts and crafts. Do you want to consider becoming a teacher?”
Fu Baoquan was stunned: "Sir? I don't know a few words."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Compulsory education will be compulsory for all people soon, and there will also be rapid literacy classes for adults. Besides, you are not allowed to teach Ziyun Shiyun, but you are allowed to teach grass weaving."
Fu Baoquan was confused: "How can you teach others such a small skill?"
"These are excellent straw woven crafts of yours. Or you can teach some students and set up a straw woven craft factory." Jia Cong thought, "If you are not good at management, when the tourism sector develops in the future, straw woven craft souvenirs will also be a problem."
This is an important increase in income." Seeing this man's eyes blank, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, you will know when the time comes. Anyway, since you have this skill, don't waste it in vain. If you can become a gentleman, you will make a fortune. You can take care of it.
Clean up and come with me tonight. I will take you to meet someone tomorrow."
Fu Baoquan waved his hands repeatedly: "No way! What can I do, sir? I just make up a few things for the young master to make him happy." He went to see Lin Qu. Lin Qu was only two years old and could not understand the adults at all.
What can I say? I'm about to fall asleep in my mother's arms.
Jia Cong said kindly: "Don't be afraid, you'll be fine. Think about it, if you can't do it, you won't be asked to do it, right? Don't worry, your skills are really rare and everyone will like them. Besides,
When you go to the straw weaving factory, it's not like Qu'er, so he won't be able to play with the items you knit, so he just buys them from you. If you are generous, there is no problem in giving him two pieces."
Fu Baoquan still shook his head: "Your Majesty, I can't do this."
"Have you done straw knitting?"
"It's done."
"I just want you to make straw weaving." Jia Cong said, "Westerners have never seen such exquisite things. We will make them and sell them to the West for a big price. Then we will use the money to open schools so that every child in our country can
study."
Fu Baoquan looked at Lin Qu again and saw that the boy had fallen asleep. There was a bit of anxiety in his eyes. He looked at Jia Cong and said sincerely: "I have been in the Lin Mansion for many years and I have long been used to it. If you want to be a slave, it is not easy.
It’s difficult. The prince will send someone over, and I will just teach him.”
Daiyu lowered her head and looked at her son: "You should persuade him first. Qu'er is asleep, and I will come after I have settled him."
"Um."
The little girl opened the door curtain, and Daiyu carried her son out. Lin Hai also advised: "Fu Baoquan, starting a straw weaving factory is a big deal, not a joke. Since you are needed, go ahead.
" Jia Cong followed suit, but Fu Baoquan was unwilling to leave.
After a while, Daiyu came back and said to Lin Hai with a smile: "Father, go and watch Qu'er. I'm afraid he will wake up later and ask for help."
Lin Hai stood up immediately: "I'll go, I'll go! You tell Cong'er something important." Then he left.
As soon as the old man left, Lin Daiyu was sitting on the pit and studying Fu Baoquan for half a day, which made Fu Baoquan feel a little uncomfortable. Daiyu sighed softly and said, "You alone are capable of kidnapping Qu'er?"
Fu Baoquan was stunned. After a moment, he said dejectedly: "The Prime Minister was just testing the slave."
"That's not true." Jia Cong said, "We guess that there may be King Yan in the Lin Mansion, but there is no specific suspicious person. It is true that I want you to become a teacher in the straw weaving factory. It's normal if you don't have confidence. I don't know.
It's normal to be hesitant, but it's wrong to refuse to go. After all, your craftsmanship is so good, who doesn't want to stand out? Besides, you just saw Qu'er two or three times. We told you about the big things about getting promoted and making a fortune, you see
What is he doing? He is not even three years old, what can he do?"
Fu Baoquan smiled bitterly and stretched out his hands: "Success is the same as this craftsmanship, and failure is also the same."
"The hands of working people!" Jia Cong sighed, "Why do you work as a craftsman? By the way, I have always wanted to ask people in this profession like you. Why do you work as a craftsman? What is your purpose? For the sake of nobility
For example, do you hope that after King Yan wins, he will govern the Yan country into a peaceful and prosperous era, or is it to get promoted and make a fortune in the future, or to receive some great favor, or to have relatives in the family fall into the hands of others and become hostages? "
Fu Baoquan said sternly: "Your Majesty is very kind to your slave. When you are born, your servant is your servant, and when you die, you are your slave."
"Oh, you're kind." Jia Cong looked at him. He didn't have a beard and his voice wasn't sharp. "Were you the father-in-law of his house earlier?"
Fu Baoquan said: "This servant was originally from the palace."
Jia Cong nodded: "Well. With your status and not many other people, it is indeed easier for you to be loyal. Well, in this case, Sister Lin should sort out the house."
Daiyu said: "Qu'er is surrounded by people I brought from Boston, so he is not afraid of others. Since he is King Yan's mastermind, there will not be another one."
"Ah? Why?"
Daiyu smiled and said: "He was already here before we returned to Beijing. It's just an unoccupied house. Is it worth sending two craftsmen in?"
"That's true." Jia Cong looked at Fu Baoquan again and said, "Mr. Fu, please tell me~~ With your ideas and skills alone, there is no way to kidnap Qu'er. The guards of the Lin Mansion are not just for free."
"I am not prepared to kidnap the young master..." Fu Baoquan sighed: "The regent and the prime minister are very clever, I am afraid that the prince will be difficult to deal with this time."
Just hearing a "bang", Jia Cong shouted urgently: "Don't let him swallow it!" At that moment, a hand stretched out from behind Fu Baoquan's head and removed his jaw joint. Fu Baoquan
He was stunned. The guard was very young and a member of the Liu family. When he heard Fu Baoquan admit that he was a craftsman, he stared at him. Jia Cong snapped his fingers: "Well done!"
Daiyu smiled and said, "Thank you very much."
Fu Baoquan was so pinched that he rolled his eyes. The guard muttered "I'm sorry," and held down Fu Baoquan's head. He picked up the teapot on the table with one hand and poured tea into his mouth. He washed his mouth several times like a teacup.
After tilting his head and looking for a long time, Fang breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily: "It's only a little slower! If it were faster, it would be much easier to handle if he didn't crush his fangs."
Jia Cong asked curiously: "Wouldn't he die as soon as his fangs are broken?"
"No," the guard said, "You have to swallow it to die. Otherwise, what if someone accidentally bites the fangs for some reason?"
"...That's really thoughtful. Hey, don't strangle him to death!" "Don't worry, he just fainted." The guard said innocently, "Otherwise, I'm afraid he'll swallow it!"
Jia Cong chatted with the guard for a while, turned around and saw that Lin Daiyu's face was almost as dark as the ink on the desk, and asked hurriedly: "Sister Lin! What's wrong?"
Lin Daiyu clenched her fists. It was a snowy day, and she was sweating profusely. She took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat with trembling hands. Jia Cong immediately understood: She was afraid. It is not easy to cultivate a craftsman.
If it was just a kidnapping attempt, Fu Baoquan did not need to commit suicide immediately. Since he was anxious to seek death, he was afraid that the mission given to him by King Yan was not to kidnap, but to take Lin Qu's life. If Lin Qu died, from Lin Daiyu, Lin Hai to Jia Cong
Jia Huan and others were in chaos. Fu Baoquan was able to get close to the child, and the Lin family did not guard against him. He could easily get it by just getting a poisonous needle.
Jia Cong looked at Fu Baoquan who had fainted: "I won't interrogate him, I will hand him over directly to my eldest brother-in-law."
Daiyu covered her forehead and said after a long while: "Let the eldest brother-in-law understand clearly."
Jia Cong comforted him: "Sister, I have a good rest tonight. King Yan probably doesn't have many tricks left. A few days ago, Princess Yan was anxious to send her grandson out of the city. She was probably afraid that her sister would take out her anger on King Yan's heirs - she herself
He is such a bad character, and he rarely uses himself to judge others."
Daiyu was still covering her forehead. After a long time, she suddenly slammed the desk and shouted: "Where is the damn Jarvis? Why can't he come? Didn't I send him a telegram to ask him to come to Beijing as soon as possible?
?How many days has it been? My son was almost killed, and he didn’t even see the hair of his father! What the hell was going on! It’s almost the New Year! If he doesn’t come, he will go to Japan to celebrate the New Year!" Jia Cong was so frightened.
I shivered several times.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted outside the door: "Report!"
This is the name in the military. The person coming here is obviously from North America. Lin Daiyu took a deep breath and sat up straight: "Come in."
A soldier in military uniform walked in and gave a military salute: "Reporting to the military advisor, I just received a telegram from General Jarvis."
"What did you say?"
"The general defeated the Yanshan bandits tonight in fifteen areas on the outskirts of Beijing and captured the bandit leader Lu Dezhi alive."
Lin Daiyu and Jia Cong stood up and shouted: "What?!" "Say it again!"
The soldier couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "The telegram said that General Jarvis defeated the Yanshan bandits tonight in the fifteenth place on the outskirts of Beijing and captured the bandit leader Lu Dezhi alive. The military advisor, the general, won the battle."
Daiyu snorted and sat down: "Reply the telegram: There was a mistake in identity. The name of the Yanshan bandit leader is Zhang Lu, and he is the Tianjin general soldier."