Chapter five hundred and ninety third hardcover becomes rough
Sir, I have to pay more. Chapter 593 of the text volume. The hardcover becomes rough. That sunny day.
My aunt's unofficial decision gave me 90% confidence. I didn't even need my aunt's explanation, so I devoted myself to the work with great enthusiasm.
He worked very hard, and all he had to do was shout out the slogan.
Jia Liu appreciated this very much.
Facts have proven that substantial rewards are the ultimate driving force for human progress.
This principle is the same as the purpose of work is not to work, it is simple and unpretentious.
Rather than handing over the title of Prince of England to other unknown descendants of Agzi, it would be better to appoint this very sensible 90%.
Jia Liu was the one who had the first quarrel with Lao Fu. Regarding the restoration of the title of the third king of the country, Guiziliu had the right to recommend and the right to veto.
The elder brother-in-law Chunying will definitely get the princely title of Duduo. The remaining two princely titles of Dorgon and Azig, even if the old rich man is mischievous, he still has to give one to his six sons and younger brothers without conscience.
Therefore, it is basically certain that Aisin Gioro will be replaced by a cannon in a short time.
If Azig's spirit in heaven knew that this matter was done by his great-nephew and great-grandson-in-law Guiziliu, he would have to ask some dreams to express his gratitude.
After the nephew of the Prince of Preparation happily continued to work, Jia Liu raised his hand to summon Shuan Zhu and Fan Wei, the pair of sleeping dragons and phoenixes.
He walked for a few steps with his hands behind his back, then suddenly stopped and said with a solemn face: "90% of this kid is like me, as humble as Wang Mang, as forbearing as Sima Yi, and knows the principle of working hard to gain the future, so remember to remind me in the future.
Get rid of this kid before the boat capsizes in the gutter."
"嗻!"
Shuan Zhu and Fan Wei also saw that the guy in Jiuzheng was definitely a creature in the pond, so they planned to get rid of him to avoid becoming a scourge to the Qing Dynasty in the future.
Now I am very happy to see you have such a clear mind.
Jia Liu asked Shuan Zhu to continue moving, and asked Fan Wei to go next door to find Li An'an to summarize the recent affairs of the Ministry of Personnel, check out the accounts that should be settled, and quickly arrange for the guards to transport the money to Baoding. In this way, the officials
Even if the agency business has come to an end for the time being.
How the official administration will be corrupted and how the imperial examination will be reversed will depend on the magical powers of Lao A and Queeni.
One thing has always been Jia Liu's worry. He tried every means, even if he organized a special task force and used several criminal investigation methods, he still failed to solve the theft of the official seal, which was an unheard-of major case since the founding of the Qing Dynasty.
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The official seal just disappeared out of thin air, just like the jade seal passed down from the country. It was truly a ghost.
According to Lord Jia Jia's wishes, Queenie instructed the Casting Department of the Ministry of Rites to recast an identical official seal. People who are not particularly professional can basically not see the problem, but the stolen official seal is like a time bomb.
It seems to disturb people's peace of mind. If it suddenly appears one day, the scene will be very embarrassing.
Asha told Queenie privately that if this matter did not explode, they could only declare the official department bankrupt.
What kind of bankruptcy law does the Ministry of Civil Affairs have?
Of course, it is necessary to start a new matter and establish a new official department.
Queenie was convinced.
The two thieves really have the same intentions as Sima Zhao, and everyone on the street knows it.
When Jia Liu came to the small courtyard, he first saw Dalin's mother and son playing with their son and daughter.
To be precise, Dalin was lying there lazily, while the eldest daughter of the six brothers was chatting with her son.
There is a maid taking care of you.
But it seems that the maids care about Master Xiong and his son even more than the little master does.
Jia Liu was very happy and thought about building a modern park in Baoding. On the one hand, it would enrich the cultural life of the people of Baoding, and on the other hand, it would also be considered as a political achievement for him as the governor.
The admission fee is not much, just one copper.
When he saw the six brothers, Dalin's eyes suddenly went straight. He wanted to jump up and pounce on them like an arrow, but maybe thinking of the tragic situation of the six brothers last time, he couldn't help but restrained himself and swayed slowly with his fat buttocks.
He came over and pushed his head back and forth on the waists of the six brothers.
The appearance is really pleasing to the eye.
Jia Liu also felt pain in his heart for his savior Dalin. If he couldn't hold him, he would have to carry him on his shoulders and walk around for several times.
Wu Lao'er, the fifth-rank official who was looking after Mr. Xiong's mother and son, had no idea that Mr. Jia was back and was holding a teacup and chatting with a maid named Xiulan in the house.
The two of them chatted in a lively manner, as if they were reluctant to meet each other at such a late date.
There was obviously something wrong with Wu Laoer's chat. When Jia Liu heard a few sentences from a distance, he felt a surge of anger.
"Consort!"
Xiulan saw her master coming back first, and was so frightened that she quickly stood up and saluted.
"Sir, you are back!"
When Wu Laoer stood up in a hurry and turned around, his eyes were a little evasive, and there was a hint of embarrassment on his face, because he was not sure how long Mr. Jia had been eavesdropping.
"Um."
Jia Liu didn't scold Wu Laoer for being shameless, but when it came to the crux of the romance, wasn't it just asking questions about the relationship between men and women?
After accepting the language and answering the question, the next step is of course to take action.
Jia Liu would not do such things as beating up mandarin ducks. He had always advocated freedom of marriage, even if it was his own maid.
Whether it was the one brought by Ruxiu or the one beside Chunhua, in his eyes they were independent people, not his private property.
"You guys talk about yourselves."
After giving Wu Lao Er a meaningful look, Jia Liu picked up his daughter who was playing with Xiong Er and entered the house with a smile.
What came into view was an extremely harmonious scene.
Ruxiu and Yuanyuan were sitting on the kang, picking up the soles of shoes, while Chunhua was sitting by the stove, warming a quilt cover soaked by Keqing's urine.
Wu Qinglian sat at the table and wrote seriously.
In the corner on the kang, Keqing was sleeping soundly.
"Is the matter done?"
Yuanyuan saw her husband enter the house first and hurriedly got down from the kang to take off his mink coat.
Chunhua and Wu Qinglian also stood up at the same time, staring at Jia Liu, not knowing whether to call them husband or master.
Ruxiu didn't raise her head, and the soles of her shoes were still sewn on.
Apparently she had some small complaints against her husband in her heart.
"The business is almost done. We will go to the palace tomorrow to bid farewell to the emperor. We will leave the capital for Baoding the day after tomorrow."
Jia Liu allowed Yuanyuan to take off her mink coat. Tong Chunhua smiled and motioned for her to sit down. Then she walked to the table and asked curiously what Wu Qinglian was writing.
"It's the family's expense account. Madam asked me to record it and do the calculations."
Wu Qinglian's appearance was obviously a little reserved, not because of her nature, but because of the fact that ever since she took the initiative to approach Jia's family, Jia Liu, her nominal husband, had been quite cold to her and had never asked her to accompany her.
Ruxiu spoke up and said: "There is so much money in the house. Food, clothing, and drinks are all free of charge. How can I just rely on me if I don't have an accountant? Qing Lian is smart, so I asked her to share some of the burden."
"oh."
Jia Liu smiled. In his impression, Wu Qinglian was not only He Shen's concubine, but also in charge of He Shen's internal accounts. She was a very shrewd housekeeper.
If the investigation shows that there is nothing wrong with Wu Qinglian, asking her to take care of the family's internal accounts will be a professional one.
"You can take care of things at home. I don't have the energy to ask about things at home."
When Jia Liu said this, Yuanyuan glanced at him, but she could only pretend not to see it.
I sat down by the kang and took off my shoes. I sat cross-legged and felt warm. Looking at the four girls with different looks in the room, I couldn't help but feel passionate. I thought about registering the menstrual time of the four girls so that they could scientifically arrange their monthly work.
But it’s not easy to talk about it, and you have to cooperate like a show first, otherwise the older ones won’t participate in the work arrangements, and it will be difficult for the younger ones.
Just as he was thinking about it, his father Daquan's rough voice came from outside: "Grandma! This yard was left to my father by my grandfather, and it was left to me by my father! I'm not even dead yet, why did you bastard take everything?"
Take it away!”
Daquan was anxious.
When he came home and found that the well-decorated house suddenly turned into a rough house, could he not be anxious?