Chapter 19 Relying on the mountain will fall, and relying on everyone will make you grow old
When night falls, the lanterns are lit, and a bright moon is hidden in the clouds, with only a corner showing.
The city of Yangzhou, which had been noisy all day, slowly became quiet. After the candles were lit, the food began to be served in the main courtyard of the Yang family.
Yang Lin and his son sat across from each other. Although Yang Tong was obese, he didn't eat much. After the meal, he only focused on picking up vegetables for his son.
Yang Lin put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, "Dad, tomorrow Cai Jing will entertain Yangzhou celebrities by the river. Do you want to go?"
"Dad won't go. You will be the front man in our family, and dad will support you from behind. But Lin'er, it's not fun to entertain the entire Yangzhou gentry and celebrities. Such a huge ostentation will cost who knows how much. Do we want to help Cai Jing?"
"
"No need." Yang Lin immediately replied: "When Cai Jing came to Beijing, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was about to become the prime minister. I don't know how many people went up to the pole to fawn over him. Do you think he will lose money when he entertains everyone this time? Haha, Dad,
This time Cai Jing must make a lot of money.
We supported him when he was not yet prosperous. Unlike those who give gifts and money now, we should not give them anymore at this time. Otherwise, the previous friendship will turn into flattery, and excessive is not enough. We just want to be with these people.
If we draw a clear line, Cai Jing will not regard us and them as one.
There is no one who can't carry the sedan chair and put the icing on the cake. He knows exactly who Cai Jing relies on to get into Beijing, and he also knows what kind of helper he will need in the court in the future."
Yang Tong nodded, and the more he thought about it, the more it made sense, and it also relieved a trace of doubt in his heart.
When Cai Jing was not prosperous, his son ran to him every day, not only providing money and effort, but also making suggestions.
Now that Cai Jing is about to reach the top, his son's enthusiasm has cooled down. He stays behind closed doors every day to teach a few little beast children how to read and write. It turns out that he had this idea.
Little did he know that Yang Lin's behavior had other opinions in Cai Jing's eyes.
Cai Jing has been paying attention to Yang Lin. This young man has given him too many surprises, but he can't figure out Yang Lin's actions. In the end, he can only attribute it to Yang Lin's character. After all, he is an "upright gentleman".
His reputation is as widely known in Yangzhou as his father's "wealth and wealth".
After dinner, Yang Tong stopped Yang Lin who was about to leave and asked: "Lin'er, don't you want Cai Jing to be your backer?"
Still being seen, Yang Lin smiled bitterly. He had really underestimated his father's knowledge. After all, he was a reckless hero who started from scratch and worked hard in Yangzhou. Jia Dao, a wealthy businessman, could easily see through people's hearts, let alone his own son.
"Dad, what is a backer? When we set a backer for ourselves, it means that we must rely on him. If he fails in the future, we will also suffer. Who can guarantee that Cai Jing Changqing will not fail? I think he will
It is better to use it as a backer than as a ladder.
We don't need a backer, we need steps one by one so that our destiny can be in our own hands.
So we can contribute money and effort to help Cai Jing become prime minister, but there is no need to go further. To say anything close to flattery is tantamount to cutting off other escape routes. We will follow him to the end, and we will have to look at other people's faces for the rest of our lives."
Yang Tong sighed and said: "My son has high ambitions and a higher spirit. Dad will definitely help you build your own power."
Yang Lin grinned, turned around and left the yard.
There were many child prodigies in the Song Dynasty, and many famous officials were representatives of precocious wisdom. Yan Shu could recite poems and write lyrics at the age of five. He was promoted to an official at the age of fourteen and worshiped the prime minister like a cheat. Cai Boqi won the Jinshi at the age of four and was awarded the title of Secretary Shengzheng.
As a result, he was ordered to serve as the companion of Prince Zhao Zhen (Emperor Renzong) in the East Palace. Kou Zhun was able to compose poetry at the age of eight; Huang Tingjian was able to recite the Five Classics at the age of five and wrote poems in batches at the age of seven; Zhen Dexiu was four years old
He began to read and had a photographic memory; Kong Wenzhong was able to compose poems at the age of six and seven; Yang Yi talked to guests in an old-town style at the age of seven.
Yang Tong used to be a little envious, but now it seems that his son is even smarter and smarter than them.
It takes fifteen years to build up a reputation for righteousness, rank first in the imperial examination, and make friends with future prime ministers. Thinking about it this way, the family really does not need to be attached to Cai Jing. They can take advantage of the situation to fly high for the time being, and the future is not yet foreseeable.
Jin'er was holding a lantern in front, chattering about some trivial matters in the courtyard. It was nothing more than the quarrel between Yang Tianai and Ning'er, Yang Tianci could eat five bowls of rice in one meal, and Yang Tianning could jump onto the wall with just a few clicks.
Yang Lin followed behind without saying a word. Today he expressed his determination to his father for the convenience of using money in the future. Fortunately, his father was not like some businessmen who guarded their money as much as their lives. They could not spend what they could earn.
You must know that in this society, those who have money but no power are like fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
After Cai Jing became the prime minister, he came up with a set of salt laws that bankrupted countless wealthy businessmen in both Huaihe and Huaihe Rivers, and many of them became beggars.
My road to becoming an official has been paved extremely smooth and wide, and I am just waiting to go to the temple in the Song Dynasty, which is known as the paradise of scholar-bureaucrats, to show off my talents. When the time comes, I will definitely spend a lot of money.
Although my father can make money, he can't stay by his side to settle accounts. It's time to find some smart subordinates to take care of the accounts.
"Jin'er, Yang San, how about settling the accounts?"
Jin'er was bored talking alone, and the young master ignored her. She felt very bored when she heard this and giggled: "Young master doesn't know, this Yang San'er is a famous fool, and I don't know how much trouble he has caused."
It’s a joke, once I went out to buy something for my family, I miscalculated and spent an extra four grand and was very proud of it. In the end, it was the few of us who chipped in to help him repay the shortfall.”
Yang Lin felt upset after hearing this. He was born in the wrong era. If you were born into a wealthy businessman in the Ming Dynasty, your family would have trained you a "Yangzhou thin horse" with both talent and beauty.
He uses it for other purposes at night. He is also loyal and works hard without complaining. I really envy him.
Look at the cute maid in front of you who can't stop gossiping about other people's embarrassing things. She is smiling brightly when she talks about her excitement. If there is no comparison, there will be no harm.
It seems that you still have to find and train yourself, but there are advantages to being trained at a young age. Because of his work in the later company, Yang Lin learned budget and final accounting by himself, and he was still very advanced in the Song Dynasty after simply teaching it.
The next morning, the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion was very busy. Yang Lin summoned the maids in the courtyard and asked them to sit in the courtyard in an orderly manner.
These little maids lived in a free way. They were chattering very noisily. Yang Lin coughed lightly and said: "Quiet, quiet, there are some arithmetic problems here. I will test you today. Whoever scores the highest score will be rewarded with ten large sums of money."
"Ten strings?"
"I fought hard for the young master."
"Come on, you're the only one who still wants money. Can you count how many noses and eyes you have?"