In the dead of night, people are thinking about the dangerous building.
An oil lamp, a square table, and two men.
Jia Liu is settling accounts, and Yang Yuchun is reading.
The recent expenditures have been too large. It is necessary for Jia Liu to take stock of the net benefits and net expenditures, and analyze where the economic stagnation points are, where the growth points are, and what big expenditures there are in the near future.
However, because there were too many accounts in the past six months, many of which he did not remember, and the expenses in Beijing were even more chaotic, which made Jia Liu quite troubled and had to stop recalling from time to time, which made the accounting work inefficient.
Yang Yuchun was carefully reading a book called "A Journey to Guangling". There were also books on the table such as "Hongguang Jiyou Yangzhou City Shouji", "Holy Dynasty Martyrs' Record", "Yangzhou Ten Diary" and other books.
He knew the past better and specially sent people to search for it in bookstores in Chengdu, Chongzhou and even in rural areas (see the author's note for details).
"Ten thousand seventeen plus twelve thousand equals twenty-eight thousand..."
After doing some mental calculations, Jia Liu continued to take notes.
As the stall grew bigger and bigger, construction projects started, and funds flowed frequently, Jia Liuxun thought about asking someone to help with the accounting.
You can't count on Shuan Zhu for this kind of thing. The guy gave him one hundred taels to take care of the account, and he was able to calculate one hundred and twenty taels in the end, which meant that the young master had to give him another twenty taels.
So this guy can only speak externally, not internally.
Jia Liu did not dare to hire two Shaoxing masters like normal officials. The people under him each had their own work arrangements, so he did not have anyone to help him manage his private accounts.
Let’s look for it while we’re at it.
For the time being, for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, I can only suffer for myself first.
He closed the account book, counted the banknotes that he had knocked from Lu Yuanguang, and was satisfied that he put them in the account book and put them into his briefcase together.
Only valuable people can realize their self-worth. This old saying is true at all.
Outside, I don’t know what time it is.
The dozen or so lanterns hanging on the stilts attracted countless flying insects to fly around. There were no frogs croaking in the forest, but the hoots of owls could be heard from time to time.
At the construction site at the foot of the mountain, there were piles of bonfires, and the craftsmen were still busy.
In order to meet the construction deadline and meet the progress, Wandashan and Director Zhao divided the workers into three shifts to work non-stop, which made the project progress rapidly.
Out of humanistic concern, Jia Liu ordered that these civilian husbands should not be deprived of food, but must be fed. Those with injuries, illnesses, and heat strokes should be treated by doctors immediately.
He also issued a death order. No matter how fast the construction period is, there will be no casualties. If the person dies, Dashan and Director Zhao will be taken away.
Seeing that Yang Yuchun was studying seriously, Jia Liu got up and went outside to get some air.
"grown ups!"
The two Sauron soldiers who had been on duty at the door bowed and saluted. There were obviously red spots of mosquito bites on their necks. They must have suffered a lot.
In the darkness in the distance, there are also figures of Sauron's personal soldiers. In order not to be tortured by mosquitoes, these loyal guards have wrapped themselves tightly, and I don't know how much sweat they have sweated.
Jia Liu nodded and said, "Let's go and take a walk with me."
"嗻!"
Two Sauron soldiers silently followed Jia Liu to the open space in front of Siwei Building, taking a bird's-eye view of the busy construction site.
Jia Liu suddenly turned around and asked the two Sauron soldiers: "Are you two married?"
The older one, Sauron Soldier Deb, said he was married and had two children. The other one, An Lu, went out to fight with Haidu Tong at the age of thirteen. He had been fighting in the north and south for ten years and had not yet married.
"Twenty-three years old, you're not young anymore. It's time to start a family and have a daughter-in-law."
Jia Liuwei thought for a while and asked An Lu: "If I get you a Han wife, will you take it?"
"ah?"
An Lu was stunned, "Real or false?"
"How do you talk to adults?"
Debra pulled Anlu.
An Lu came to his senses and quickly said that he wanted it, but he couldn't get it.
Jia Liu smiled: "Well, tomorrow you can count how many people like you have no wives. If you are willing to marry a Han woman as your wife, please write down your name for me. Later, I, Baturu, will be your wife."
The matchmaker asked you all to get wives years ago."
"Thank you, sir!"
An Lu was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
"What's there to thank you for? If you work hard for me, shouldn't I get you a wife?"
Regardless of whether he is a Manchu-Han bannerman or anyone else, as long as he is loyal to him, Jia Shikai, he will be responsible for others to the end.
Xiao Jinchuan has experienced so many years of war, and almost all the men are dead. If Jinchuan agrees to Jia Liu's proposal, Jia Liu will have to find a place for those poor women and children to live.
On the premise of voluntarily persuading some women to marry one's subordinates as wives, it is a method that has the best of both worlds.
He didn't want to and didn't force it. Jia Liu had money now, so it would be easy for him to get married to his subordinate Zhang Luomen.
When he returned to the house, he saw a mosquito biting Yang Yuchun's left hand, but the child was completely unaware of it. Jia Liu hurriedly stepped forward and slapped it.
The mosquitoes had already drank enough, turning Jia Liu's palm into a ball of black blood.
Yang Yuchun also woke up with a start, quickly put down his book, took out two mugwort incense sticks used to repel mosquitoes, lit them on an oil lamp, and inserted them into the incense burner.
Jia Liu does not live alone. There are two wooden beds in the house, one for him and one for Yang Yuchun.
When he opened the quilt, Yang Yuchun behind him said: "Sir, I think they are Han people, we are not."
Jia Liu paused for a moment, turned to look at Yang Yuchun, and shook his head: "No, we are all Han."
"But we,"
Yang Yuchun pulled his braid to the front, and what he wanted to say was obvious.
"It's nothing. People still call me a fake Tatar, but my old man is indeed a real traitor,"
Jia Liu stepped forward and put Yang Yuchun's braid back, "We are still very weak now. When we become strong, we can cut off this braid. Then we will be just like them, we are all Han people."
"Um."
Yang Yuchun nodded, knowing that they couldn't do more now. After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Sir, since you decided to help them preserve their bloodline, why do you want others... to want that girl?"
Jia Liu smiled: "Do you think I'm lustful, taking advantage of others, or taking advantage of others' danger?"
Yang Yuchun quickly shook his head: "No."
"No, you do,"
Jia Liu patted Yang Yuchun on the shoulder, "If I don't want that girl, people won't know how sincere my heart is."
"Well?"
Yang Yuchun didn't quite understand Mr. Jia's logic.
Jia Liu's words were profound: "You are still young, and you only see the surface of some things. When you are older, you will find that you can't just look at things on the surface, but have to think deeply. After thinking about it, you will understand me better."
Already."
"oh,"
Yang Yuchun nodded, "So you really don't have a crush on this little girl?"
"no."
Jia Liu was sure that he was a man with a wife, so how could he not follow the rules of a woman?
The world only knows that you can’t have your cake and eat it too, but how do you know you can’t eat these two things together?
Therefore, the truth must be explored in practice rather than taken for granted.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
In the fifty-third year of Qianlong's reign, the Military Aircraft Department submitted a petition requesting the destruction of one volume of "Hongguang Jiyou Yangzhou City Shouji", "Records of Martyrs in the Holy Dynasty", "Ten Diaries of Yangzhou", "History of Jingtuo Yi" and other books.
A hundred years later, the original copies of such books were returned from abroad, triggering the third anti-Qing wave.