It took the father-in-law a long time to realize what his son-in-law meant by "that's fine", and he was so angry that his beard stood straight.
However, this is a fact.
If you can't give birth to a baby, what should you do?
No matter how big your family fortune is, it won't be easy for this guy in the end.
It would be great if the other sons-in-law could join in and drink some soup. How can they compete with this Japs Six?
I don't know if I am guilty or not. I know that all my wealth has been given to outsiders, but I am still here helping Jia Guizi to have a party together.
But when he thought that this party had become so big that even the emperor couldn't touch him, eh, something strange happened, the spirited one came up again.
In addition to the seven new members, the vice president also brought 600 muskets to his son-in-law, all of which were new and the oil paper was not peeled off.
Gunpowder also pulled several carriages.
The 600 muskets on the books were worn out a few months ago.
"Amma is so kind to me, I swear I will treat Chunhua kindly, love her well, give birth to a good grandson for Amma, and beat banners and throw pots for Amma in the future!"
In order to show his sincerity, Jia Liu knelt down and kowtowed to Vice President Bo: "If Ama doesn't dislike it, I will call this child Guarjia after Ama from now on!"
"..."
Vice President Bo wanted to lift his feet, but he thought the boy was not drunk this time, so he let it go.
Last time, the bag on Jia Liu's forehead didn't hit the corner of the bed. It was Vice President Bo who hit it with something.
Jia Liu was not trying to make his father-in-law happy, but he really wanted to treat his daughter well. No matter how ugly or fat Chun Hua was, he still had the courage to do it, and he must give birth to a son to clear his forehead and inherit the incense from Guar Jiabo.
Among all good deeds, filial piety comes first!
The progress of the Weng-son meeting has reached Mingliang's side.
Agui Tongfeng was busy with military affairs and could not spare time to come, so Mingliang came to Xiaozhai as a representative to attend the flag-bearer training ceremony.
Of course, this is inseparable from the hard work of the vice president.
In order to build a relationship with his wife, uncle and nephew Mingliang, the vice president has played cards with this guy several times. The winning or losing is not big, only about a hundred taels, but it has greatly improved the relationship between the uncle and nephew.
"When will it be done here?"
The vice president asked about the Xiaozhai Guild Hall which is under construction.
Jia Liu took his father-in-law to inspect the progress of the project.
The project is about one-eighth of the way through, that is, the "winding path" required by Jia Liu has been laid. The main part of the project has not yet been carried out and is now being laid.
After calling the contractor for the project, a distant relative of Director Zhao of the Zagu Department, he learned that it would take three months at the earliest to complete the main body of the project.
Of course, if Mr. Jia doesn't need the hot spring bath, it can be shortened by one month.
After all, bringing the hot springs from the mountain here requires a lot of manpower and material resources.
After signaling the foreman to get busy, Jia Liu told his father-in-law that this project was built in the name of the Flagler Grain and Grass Storage Yard, and because this project was not included in the Xiaozhai project that had been reported in advance, it was Jia Liu himself who had started the work.
Out of pocket.
"After this place is completed, it will not only be used for the exchanges between Banner and Han officials, but I also think that the conference office of our joint development association can be set up here..."
While talking, Jia Liu tactfully expressed that he was tight on money and asked his father-in-law to allocate the 100,000 taels that should be given to him for the Xiaozhai project.
For fear that my father-in-law would have objections, he explained: "Amma, I'm not afraid that you won't give me money, but I really don't have any money on hand right now. I don't plan to keep the one hundred thousand taels myself, but I want to use this money
Money as dues.”
"Membership dues?"
The vice president doesn't quite understand.
Jia Liu quickly said that the joint advancement meeting was not a virtual thing, but a real thing.
The purpose of establishing an organization is to help members make better and faster progress, so in addition to promotions within member rights, it also involves promotions beyond member rights.
For example, Jia Liu, the leader of the third-rank team, can help lower-rank members get promoted and solve staffing problems, but if he is helping members with higher ranks to move up to a higher level, Jia Tulu will obviously be speechless.
What should I do if I can't speak?
Take the money and clear the way.
Membership fees are the fees used to purchase high-ranking officials for members, which can also be called official funds.
When the son-in-law started, the father-in-law probably understood what it meant. He highly affirmed the membership fee and said that he could contribute 5,000 taels to supplement the membership fee.
"How much can we, father and son, support with our own money? I don't think it would be better for everyone who joins to pay the membership fee, and pay it according to their grade..."
All the doctors and deputy officers who draw inferences from one example believe that membership fees can be paid step by step based on rank. For example, a seventh-grade official will pay 100 taels to join the association, a sixth-grade official will pay 200 taels, and a full-sixth grade official will pay 300 taels...
"After paying the official salary, we have to help others get promoted when we join the meeting. Similarly, if this person gets promoted, he has to give back to us. In this way, it is like thousands of streams converging into one pool, with a steady stream of financial resources and an endless supply of officials.
...
I see, in the future, the Qing Dynasty will be a world where I will advance together. Then either the emperor will not be able to touch us, or even if the king of heaven comes, he will have to call us Shengye!"
The vice-president was happy and violated his taboo, but he didn't know it.
Jia Liu was also very happy and nodded repeatedly: "Amma is still cunning... Amma is still cunning... Amma is still far-sighted."
Then he asked what arrangements would be made when Mingliang came. This boy was his son-in-law's key target. If he joined the meeting, he would at least work for a chairperson.
"You clean up Siwei Building and let him play here for a few days. The food and drink should be the best. Don't be stingy."
After speaking, Vice President Bo took out a list and gave it to his son-in-law.
The above is a list of officials who will come to Xiaozhai this time. The number of entourages each official brings is noted. But this is not what surprises Jia Liu. What is surprising is that the father-in-law wrote a number behind each official.
, there are also those behind the entourage.
This number represents silver.
"Whether you are a flag member or a Han member, you must pay money, and even the horseman must have money. If you want to live happily in Jinchuan, you must first be willing to be a money-spender. Everyone says you are good, but no one
I can say that you are bad. I don’t need to tell you more about this truth, right?"
"Don't worry, Amma, Shikai knows what to do!"
Jia Liu nodded heavily, "What about this expense?"
"I'll find a way to repay you later."
"Thank you Ama!"
"Why do you and my son have to meet each other? In the future, all Ama's money will be yours."
"Yeah."
Jia Liu showed his filial piety and stepped forward to help Vice President Bo back.
.......
The official opening day of the Flag Guard Guerrilla Training Camp was August 25th, but on the 24th, basically all the invited officials, large and small, came.
Mingliang also came, and Vice President Bo personally entertained him. After a few brief greetings, he took Vice General Ming up the mountain to play cards.
Jia Liu, as the host, continued to receive guests at the foot of the mountain.
President Li also came, this time mainly to support Jia Tulu, but also brought more than 40,000 taels of silver in annual salary and routine expenses to the flag bearer training camp.
When I was talking to President Li about the bright situation, a carriage came from a distance, with cavalry guards at the front and rear. It looked very impressive.
President Li glanced at it and told Jia Liu in a low voice: "It's Yongtai, from Prince Kang's palace. He's not a big official and is a second-class bodyguard."
Seeing that Jia Liu was not sure, he added that this Prince Kang's Mansion was the original Prince Li's Mansion, the hat king of the Eight Banners.
Therefore, although Yongtai was not a high-ranking official, because he belonged to the clan, he always put on an air of style wherever he went.
Jia Liu nodded. It didn't matter whether he was in style or not. All the people who came were guests.
Everyone from the clan came, saying that to give him face, he must be treated well.
A smile greets everyone now.
Unexpectedly, when the carriage arrived, Yongtai did not get out of the carriage. Instead, he raised the curtain and looked at Jia Liu, who was standing outside the carriage, and said, "Master is here, why don't you kneel down?"
Jia Liu was stunned, where did you start talking about this?
Where did the master appear from?
Subconsciously looking at President Li, President Li frowned slightly as if he had thought of something, and reluctantly nodded to Jia Liu, obviously saying that this boy is really your master.
Because it was a grand day for the opening of the business, Jia Liu didn't want to cause trouble, so he slapped his sleeves, knelt on his knees, and said respectfully: "Slave Jia Jiashikai pays his respects to the master!"
"Good slave, get up."
Yongtai, who was quite accomplished and satisfied, got out of the car. President Li was afraid that Jia Liu would be embarrassed and spoil the atmosphere, so he hurried over to say hello to Yongtai and welcomed him in.
Jia Liu stood up, dusted off his knees, and called out: "Shuan Zhu,"
"Here you are, Master!"
"For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, serve the country with all your loyalty." Yang Zhi, who was in charge of welcoming guests under the wooden sign, heard the young master calling him and quickly put down what he was doing and ran over.
"Add that kid just now to the October death list and find a way to kill him. If you can't kill him, I will kill you."
Yang Zhi cheered: "Okay, Master!"
Jia Liu curled his lips and became angrier the more he thought about it: "Hurry up, we'll kill him next month."
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