Are the bannermen of the Han army Han or bannermen?
If they are Han people, why are they in the flag?
If you were a bannerman, why would you want to become a Han Chinese now?
This is a contradictory question.
The root of the conflict comes from the Qing government's inconsistent and over-the-top policies.
But when it comes to policy, Jia Liutong's father and sisters can't talk about it.
If he really wants to talk about the financial difficulties faced by the Qing court and the Manchurian high-level officials' unyielding determination to "prevent Han", a group of relatives may really think that he is a ghost.
Moreover, some words are taboo.
Therefore, they can only let them think realistically about what the old Jia family is.
Anyway, Jia Liu thinks that the old Jia family is nothing.
"Of course our family is from Banner. We have been in Banner for a hundred years. Liuzi, you are out of your mind and asking this. What are you thinking about all day long?"
The second sister, Jia Lan, looked at her brother angrily, wondering what kind of madness this boy had.
Also, even if the old man has ten thousand bad things, others can say that he is a traitor or a traitor. How can you, a great-grandson, say that!
Jia Liu shook his head, walked up to his second sister Jia Lan, and said with a wry smile: "Second sister, if no one speaks for our Jia family, and the governor gives an order, will dad and I still be a bannerman?"
"this..."
Jia Lan, who had already stood up, sat down again: Yes, if the raising of the flag cannot be stopped, then her mother's family will still be a banner person, isn't it Han people!
"Sixth son, let's not talk about whether we can get out of the flag or not, but you must not follow suit and say that your great-grandfather was a traitor. This is too outrageous...
You have to know that the Holy Ancestor said that my great-grandfather was an official and devoted himself to government affairs, benefited the people, and cultivated literature and morality. He was indeed a outstanding person in this dynasty. With the words of the Holy Ancestor, who dares to say that my great-grandfather was a traitor or a traitor?
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Wang Zhi'an is still very concerned about whether his wife's great-grandfather was a traitor. If outsiders say this, it's fine. It's not worth being angry about. But his brother-in-law is also a traitor, so he is really a little angry.
People can be defiled, but they cannot defile themselves.
In response to this, Jia Liu shook his head again, looked at the pedantic elder brother-in-law and said: "Elder brother-in-law, don't deceive yourself, our Jia family is Han! The old man was really a traitor back then! Otherwise, the emperor would have eaten too much.
Are you going to label the old man a traitor?"
"Things back then were very complicated, and I can't explain them to you for a while..."
Wang Zhian wanted to clear his wife's name, but he couldn't refute it.
Sometimes, the truth may not be clearly explained.
Jia Daquan and Gao Delu remained silent. In the morning, at Heshen's house, they both understood why the emperor wanted to compile the biography of the second minister.
To put it bluntly, the current emperor asked the old man of the Jia family to set off the loyal ministers of the Ming Dynasty like Yue Fei like Qin Hui, so that the world would know that the loyal emperor is respected by others at all times.
So, the emperor decided on the sex, did you say this yesterday?
"Over the years, how many people from the Eight Banners of the Han Army have been sent away one after another, and those who raised the flag have become Han people... I don't think it will take long, and the entire Eight Banners of the Han Army will be sent to the imperial court to become Han people.
Here you go."
Jia Liu spread his hands and looked at his relatives.
This fact does not exist because you bury your head in bed and pretend not to know.
The Jia family is Han, they were Han before, they are now, and they will be even more so in the future.
Jia Daquan finally couldn't sit still anymore. He glared at his son and asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Dad, I want to be an official, a high official!"
Jia Liu punched hard in the air with his right fist.
The movements are done in one go, without any sloppiness, fully expressing Jia Xiaoliuzi's aspirations and ambitions, and releasing a key message to his relatives - this goal will not change for a hundred years!
Jia Daquan was stunned for a moment and said in a disapproving voice: "What's the good thing about being an official? I go to the Yamen every day for duty. I have no time to spare. I have to get up early in the winter. I don't feel comfortable doing anything. If I make a mistake, I have to be punished by the official.
The punishments from the court, the fines from the court, and the impeachment from the imperial censor even after drinking a lot of wine are not as good as being free at home..."
These words made the son Jia Liu almost choke, and he suppressed the thought of scolding his mother and said emotionally: "Dad, don't you understand? Only when I become an official can I, my son, rehabilitate my grandfather! Only in this way can I make people not happy.
After calling us two traitors!"
"What? Do you want to vindicate me?"
Jia Daquan did not expect that his son's ambition to become an official was to restore the old man's reputation, and he immediately felt that his grandson's job was really in vain.
Good thing, good thing!
No one in this world cares about the reputation of their ancestors. If the old man had not been destined to become the second minister, would Fu Changan have added insult to injury and forced his Jia family to stand up?
Daquan, who was moved by his son's sincere and filial piety, was also excited, but when he calmed down, he denied his son's filial piety.
"I am satisfied that you have this intention, but this matter has been assigned by the Emperor. Even if you become an official, you will not be able to reverse it."
After saying that, Jia Daquan sighed, "The emperor is as big as the heaven and the earth. Who in this world can be bigger than the emperor?"
What surprised the father was that the son had great confidence in overturning the case for his grandfather, but he said: "Who said it can't be overturned? As far as I know, many things that the late emperor made at that time will still be overturned today.
There are so many?... I’m afraid I still have an impression of the book "Da Yi Mi Jie Lu", right?"
""The Record of Dayi Mijue"?"
Wang Zhian was immediately excited when he heard the title of the book. He stood up and said anxiously: "This is a banned book. It cannot be mentioned. It cannot be mentioned."
The second sister Jia Lan asked her husband Gao Delu next to her what book he was reading.
Gao Delu didn't know the details. He only heard that it was a book compiled by the late emperor. Later, it was promulgated throughout the world, requiring everyone in the court and local officials to have a copy of the book. All local officials and academic officials must explain the contents of the book to the people.
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However, after the current emperor ascended the throne, the book was designated as a banned book and was not allowed to be reprinted or disseminated.
The son-in-law doesn't know, but the father-in-law definitely knows.
Thinking that the current emperor had indeed overturned many of the policies of the late emperor after he ascended the throne, Jia Daquan couldn't help but be moved in his heart: Could it be that the old man can really overturn this case?
Immediately he shook his head again and said directly to his son: "This matter about our family is decided by the emperor, you can't change it!"
He didn't want his son to hear what he said, so he blurted out without thinking: "Dad, if the current emperor doesn't change his mind, there will be another emperor."
"You little bastard, you want to die!"
Jia Daquan raised his hand and was about to slap his son, but found that the bastard's thing flashed backwards.
Jia Liu, who was afraid of self-defeating, hurriedly explained: "Dad, what I mean is that the emperor will not revise what the two ministers passed down for no reason. This matter is probably someone's slander to the emperor, so the son has to be an official, a high official.
Then my son will have the opportunity to tell the emperor about our family's affairs and rehabilitate the old man!... At the worst, our old man will have to be removed from the Legend of Erchen..."
These words made Jia Daquan slowly lower his hand that was stretched out in the air. As if he recognized his son for the first time, he looked at it carefully, and then said with an uncertain tone: "You kid really thinks so."
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The two sisters and brother-in-law also looked at Jia Liu in surprise. They didn't expect that Xiao Liuzi had such thoughts.
"Yes, that's what I think!"
Under the surprised eyes of his close relatives, Jia Liu gave an extremely positive answer.
"I know you are doubting me, because I was really incompetent in the past. I always knew how to cause trouble, and I didn't know how to make progress at all. I never cared about my family's affairs. I was simply a complete bastard!
...But from today on, I want to change myself, I want to change my mind, I want to revive my family, I want to honor my ancestors, I want to work hard to make progress, I want to be an official, I want to climb to the top step by step, step by step
, be the greatest official!"
"In short, I don't want people to say that I am a descendant of a traitor! I don't want people to look down on me anymore, let alone bully me!"
Accompanied by the sonorous and powerful voice, Jia Liu looked at his father Jia Daquan with extremely determined eyes.
"Dad, just help me buy an official position!... Do you think that your grandchildren will be as useless as me, and that the descendants of our Jia family will all be ordinary people!"
"father!"
Jia Liu knelt heavily in front of Jia Da's face. The sound of "thumping" was really deafening, and it really made Jia Liu's heart ache.
This scene not only shocked my sister and brothers-in-law, but also made my father extremely moved.
Looking at his son who had never knelt down for him in the past few years, Jia Daquan couldn't help but his eyes turned red. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold his son's hands, and said with tears in his eyes: "Okay, okay, you can have such ambition and filial piety."
, Dad is very happy, really very happy... Your grandpa must know how happy he is..."
"Did the father agree to buy an official position for his son?"
"Well..."
After half a day, Jia Daquan said with difficulty: "Sixth son, I feel aggrieved by this matter, old master, but buying an official requires a lot of money, and our family could still scrape together more or less in the past, but now...
well."
A penny is too much for a hero. The Jia family's current economic situation is really not very good. So even if Jia Daquan sells his house and land, at most he can only buy his son a eighth-grade county magistrate, or a Hou.
repair.
What can a candidate for an eighth-grade official do?
Can I speak to the emperor and restore the old man's reputation?
No way!
Therefore, Daquan was very moved, but could not do it.
"Dad, don't worry, for every copper you spend on your son today, your son will repay you thousands of times in the future!"
Jia Liu, who didn't know his father was in trouble, was striking while the iron was hot. He wanted to take advantage of his filial piety and force the incompetent Jia Daquan to use his family property to make the greatest investment in history, otherwise the whole thing would probably go to waste.
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"Repay me?"
Moved by his filial piety, Jia Daquan touched the face of his kneeling son with a kind look on his face, "What can you do to repay me?"
"Get the silver,"
Jia Liu was full of confidence, "Don't worry, dad, my son knows how to make money."