Chapter two hundred and eighty first asking for trouble
Mr. Zheng Er was so depressed that the construction rights he had bought for five thousand taels of silver were taken back. He replaced his head of the Ministry of Works, and it took less than half a month to complete the city wall repair project, which was only half of the beginning.
This was very embarrassing for him. Wasn't it a slap in the face from Chi Luoluo?
Especially when the elder expressed his appreciation to the replacement chief in front of a group of colleagues, he felt even more uncomfortable.
Jia Enhou, are we still brothers?
After Xiaya returned home, he became more and more angry as he thought about it. Instead of going to the old lady to cry and complain, he called his eldest son Jia Zhu over and said directly: "Go and tell your uncle that I still want to buy a project!"
Jia Zhu was stunned for a moment, carefully looked at Master Zheng's expression, and realized that something was a little strange, so she didn't dare to say anything, so she just nodded in agreement and then left.
Looking back, the eldest son of the second master who was in politics inquired about it, and then he found out why the master looked so strange, and he felt helpless.
With the big boss here, there are many opportunities for the second political boss. There is no need to compare with a mere director of the Ministry of Industry with no backing, right?
Although he was thinking like this in his mind, Jia Zhu did not dare to neglect what the second master Zheng had ordered, and once again took advantage of the first master's free time to come to the door to talk.
"Why, your father can't calm down anymore?"
When he saw Jia Zhu, the elder asked directly, "Do you want to buy a project?"
Jia Zhu's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she nodded silently, out of embarrassment.
"Ten thousand taels!"
The elder held out a finger and said decisively: "There is a badly damaged official road outside the city, which is about five miles long. For ten thousand taels of silver, I will give your father the project to repair the official road!"
"Uncle, why has the price doubled?"
Jia Zhu's heart skipped a beat, and she asked a little embarrassedly: "Wasn't it five thousand taels before?"
"If I give a project to your father, don't I need to bear the risk?"
The elder was not angry at all, and said in a calm tone: "If you don't do it well this time, it will be 20,000 taels when you buy the project next time. Tell your father to know what he knows when you go back. Don't say I didn't say hello in advance!"
Jia Zhu was helpless. Although he knew that his uncle was cheating, he couldn't say anything to refute.
Why do you think Mr. Zheng's performance is bad? Although he can ignore the rumors from the Ministry of Works, I'm afraid he doesn't have such a big heart.
"Why didn't he grab it?"
After listening to the words brought back by his eldest son Jia Zhu, Mr. Zheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Ten thousand taels, even with Master Zheng's wealth, it still feels like a pain in the body.
"My uncle said that it's okay for my father not to buy the project for the time being. Let's see what others do first!"
Jia Zhu lowered her head and spoke with a look of embarrassment, but her heart was pounding. These words really hurt people's self-esteem.
Sure enough, Mr. Zheng, who had been hesitant just now, suddenly became so angry that veins popped up on his forehead. He slapped the table and said angrily: "Buy it, you must buy it. Isn't it just ten thousand taels of silver? I can afford it!"
With that said, he went back and took out a stack of banknotes from the secret compartment in the study, handed it directly to Jia Zhu, and said angrily: "Go to your uncle, tell me about the project to repair the official road, I will take it!"
Secretly smacking her lips at her master's wealth, Jia Zhu couldn't help but persuade: "Master..."
"Needless to say, I will handle this project well!"
He waved his hand, interrupted Jia Zhu impatiently, and said directly: "This time, you will help me with my advice!"
Feeling happy, Jia Zhu couldn't say any more words of persuasion, so she nodded and left.
It seems that the failure of the previous project has not touched my master at all, or he must have noticed something wrong with it, otherwise he would not have wanted to follow the staff.
Jia Zhu made up her mind that she must be a good consultant this time and help her master complete the road construction project this time, and not let the officials from the Ministry of Industry make fun of his master all the time.
"Okay, since your father has such determination and courage, I won't say more!"
The elder directly took the 10,000 taels of silver note and said calmly: "Let your father wait for a few days, the road construction project will be his!"
When Jia Zhu left her uncle's house, she still felt a little hurt.
Ten thousand taels of silver is definitely not a small amount. As the eldest son of the second wife of the Rong Mansion, all his property combined is only less than fifty thousand taels. Most of them are calligraphy, painting and ancient books. He should just take it out quickly.
Ten thousand taels of silver notes, impossible.
It is said that the patriarchal system in the feudal era is quite terrifying. Anyway, as long as the parents are not happy, the children under their knees cannot own their own property no matter how old they grow. Everything belongs to the parents.
Jia Zhu's situation is pretty good. After all, he is the eldest son of his second wife, and now he is his biological son. Although his mother, Mrs. Wang, has strict control, she has also given him a lot of private property. Otherwise, Jia Zhu's net worth may have shrunk by at least half.
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But even so, Jia Zhu didn't have much spare money in her hands. She basically had to pay for food with her second husband's money. As for other benefits, forget about them.
If he asked his mother, Mrs. Wang, for something, Mrs. Wang would naturally give it to him, but Jia Zhu couldn't feel ashamed.
It can only be said that fortunately he and his wife Li Wan were accustomed to the behavior of scholars and did not attach too much importance to pleasure, otherwise the life of Jia Zhu and his family would have been difficult.
But when she saw that the old man did not even blink, and spent fifteen thousand taels of silver to buy the project, Jia Zhu felt very sorry for the old man, and was very dissatisfied with the uncle's method of 'earning money'.
It's just that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. As a junior, he has no right to comment.
After receiving the reply from his eldest son, although Mr. Zheng felt sorry for the ten thousand taels of silver, he was more focused on the road construction project that would be completed in a few days.
After thinking about it again and again, he finally felt that there was something wrong with the last city wall repair project, but he couldn't tell what went wrong.
In desperation, I first called my eldest son over to discuss it together.
As for the purging of guests, Mr. Zheng subconsciously avoided it.
No one is a fool. The two projects he handled, the dredging of the Tongzhou Canal and the repair of the city walls outside the capital, were all handled by his "deli" Qingke. Needless to say, the final results were.
Although I haven't thought about alienating Qing Ke yet, I am still dissatisfied and wary of Qing Ke.
"Father, if you want to do a good job in a project, you must have capable people!"
After hearing the intention of Mr. Zheng Er to call him over, Jia Zhu was happy and worried at the same time. He carefully considered his words and said slowly: "After all, we are doing engineering, and there are still some skills in it. Although it seems very simple to outsiders, no one can
I don’t know what the truth is in it!”
However, he did not dare to express his true thoughts. He was well aware of the face-saving temperament of the master. He said that the servants and cleaners you sent out had unclean hands and feet, which led to repeated delays in the project. Isn't this looking for trouble?
Therefore, Jia Zhu felt that it was better to proceed from reality and help the master complete the road construction project this time.
Mr. Zheng Er suddenly understood, clapped his hands and shouted: "That's it!"
As for what he had in mind, it is a mystery.
Jia Zhu was startled. She didn't understand why the master was so crazy, but she couldn't find a way to ask, so she had to continue: "It seems that the people in the house are not familiar with this aspect!"
Even if you are familiar with it, you can't use it. They are all a bunch of lazy guys. If you put your hope of doing things on them, you won't be able to do anything well.
"You can't say that!"
Mr. Zheng Er had a different opinion: "There are still talents in this field among the Qing guests!"
The corners of Jia Zhu's mouth twitched, and she had the urge to vomit blood. She said bravely: "I'm afraid we have to ask someone from the Ministry of Industry to come forward!"
"this……"
Mr. Zheng was in a very difficult position. He couldn't tell his eldest son that our popularity in the Ministry of Industry was extremely poor, and I was afraid that we wouldn't be able to recruit talents in this field.
Of course, I would kill Mr. Zheng for saying such a thing and he would not be able to say it out loud.
"Even if we don't invite people from the Ministry of Industry, we still have to send out our trusted personnel to keep an eye on the progress of the project!"
Seeing the master's worried look, Jia Zhu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly changed the subject and suggested.
Although it was not like he hadn't heard rumors in the Yamen before, naturally the master was very unpopular in the Ministry of Works and had almost no friends. He didn't know how he was organized secretly.
Before, he thought it was others slandering him, but now it seems that this is really the case.
I felt extremely bitter in my heart for a while. The master had done such a good job in the Ministry of Works. No wonder the uncle was not willing to spend favors to help. If the purchased project could not be completed well, there would be no hope of promotion in the future.
Jia Zhu still hopes that her father can be promoted and that he can rely on his father's help to advance, instead of relying on his uncle for everything now.
"I will send someone to supervise!"
Master Zheng Er nodded, but didn't pay much attention.
When he thought about it, the people below dared to perfunctory things that he personally ordered?
Jia Zhu left the study feeling depressed. After talking for a long time with no results, the master still planned to handle the purchased project according to the previous method?
Hey, as a son, he really couldn't get involved in such a matter.
If you take the initiative to supervise, let alone how those slick subordinates will arrange themselves, it will be difficult for the master to explain.
Co-author, you don’t believe in my master’s ability, you are such an unfilial son!
Every time he thought about the possible consequences, the ambition and ambition that surged in Jia Zhu's heart disappeared, replaced by a sense of helplessness.
The eldest master kept his word, and within two days he assigned the second master the task of repairing a broken official road outside the capital. Although the people at the Ministry of Works felt a little strange, there was no noise.
But Mr. Zheng still felt very uncomfortable. It seemed that the eyes of his colleagues from the Ministry of Industry were wrong, and maybe they were planning something for him in their minds.
All I can say is that he thinks too much.
Everyone at the Ministry of Works has long seen clearly the nature of his incompetence. Who the hell would pay attention to an idle guy like him?
That is to say, the Minister Zuo of the Ministry of Industry was his brother, and he suddenly had the opportunity to do projects and gain political achievements. However, others still looked down upon such an idea and projects and political achievements.