A few days later, the young couple Jia Rong and Qin Keqing came to apologize.
How can I put it this way, a good Mid-Autumn Festival banquet ended in an anticlimax because of Jia Zhen, an unreliable clan leader.
The tribesmen on the back street don't have to worry about it, but everyone in the Rongguo government has to take the initiative to come and apologize. This is basic courtesy.
"The master's injury was extremely serious this time. It's hard to say whether his legs will be able to function normally in the future. Several bones in his body were also broken!"
In the main hall of the General's Mansion, Jia Rong was describing Jia Zhen's injury with a mournful face: "The imperial doctor said that I will have to stay in bed for at least a year and a half, and I will have to abstain from alcohol and meat..."
Come on, there's no need to continue listening, Jia Zhen is a complete loser.
How could this guy, who is full of all five poisons and loves to enjoy himself, be used to a life of pure heart and few desires?
Maybe the injury is a little better, but if he eats a lot and drinks a lot, he may be tied to the hospital bed for the rest of his life.
Jia Cong stood aside and could clearly feel that in fact, Jia Rong and Qin Keqing were not very sad.
Thinking about it, Jia Zhen can be described as a beast.
He treated Jia Rong, his only son, by beating and scolding him, and even spitting and humiliating him. He simply didn't treat Jia Rong as a human being.
Growing up in such a high-pressure environment, Jia Rong's temperament is not distorted and becomes too much. I want him to be close to Jia Zhen, maybe he is not a masochist, right?
As for Qin Keqing, it’s even simpler!
Jia Cong didn't know how the character died in the original work, but judging from Jia Zhen's crying performance afterwards, he was afraid that Qin Keqing's death was not simple.
No matter what, as long as you are in your right mind, you will not be interested in lying in ashes.
As long as there is nothing wrong with his mind, Qin Keqing will not take the initiative to provoke Jia Zhen, his father-in-law.
This current situation is naturally very beneficial to Qin Keqing!
Not only can she get rid of Jia Zhen's entanglement, but she can also legitimately take charge of the family. You can tell by the joy that flashes in her eyes.
"Okay, okay, since nephew Zhen is like this, you don't need to be too sad!"
The elder waved his hand and said impatiently: "From now on, Ning Mansion will be managed by you. If there is any trouble that cannot be solved, you can come to your Uncle Lian!"
Lian Er, who was sitting aside, nodded hurriedly and glanced at Qin Keqing inadvertently, the surprise in his eyes could hardly be concealed.
When the young couple said goodbye and left, the elder patted his butt and left. Jia Cong grabbed the somewhat distracted Lian Er and pulled him to the pavilion in the garden. He warned angrily: "Wake up, don't act like a pig.
It’s disdainful!”
"What do you know, kid?"
Mr. Lian Er blushed and said sheepishly: "It's my first time to see Brother Rong's daughter-in-law, so I'm a little surprised!"
"If she is a junior, she is also a clan wife!"
Jia Cong sneered: "Put away your little thoughts, don't end up ruining your reputation, being dismissed from office and nailed to the pillar of shame!"
Feeling awe-struck, Lian Er smiled very reluctantly.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Is there any problem with this year's Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival?"
Jia Cong directly changed the subject and asked: "Have any children been lost?"
"How could it not be?"
Lian Er breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "There is no shortage of people in this world who are unjust and unjust. Of course, after the last severe rectification, the number of children lost at the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival has been much smaller!"
Jia Cong nodded heavily, saying there was nothing he could do about it.
Unless the underground order in the capital can be controlled, this is simply impossible.
Although last time a major auxiliary general of the Prince Zhongshun family was killed with the help of the Paihuazi case, there are still many dignitaries who secretly control some underground forces.
He can't defeat them one by one. Even if he has such determination, Shuntian Mansion Office probably won't be able to withstand it.
Besides, no one will be allowed to unify the entire underground forces in the capital today.
"I heard that the court has been very lively recently?"
He changed the topic directly. If Jia Cong met him, he would naturally come forward and give him a hard beating. If he didn't encounter those dirty things, he could only pretend not to know.
"Yeah, speaking of which, it's your fault that caused the trouble!"
Speaking of this, Lian Er couldn't help but chuckle, glanced at Jia Cong, who had no reaction, and said boringly: "Up to now, less than half of the Yangzhou salt merchants have had their homes confiscated, and a few of them just took their families with them.
He ran to take refuge in the territory of Prince Nan'an!"
"Aren't you afraid that the Prince of Nan'an County will slaughter the fat sheep?"
Jia Cong said with a smile: "It's impossible. Prince Nan'an will protect them, right?"
"It's really like that!"
The smile on Lian Er's face disappeared and he said seriously: "The prince of Nan'an County obstructed the officials sent by the capital to investigate, and even said that the southern border is not peaceful. If there is an accident, he can't be blamed!"
"Is Prince Nan'an crazy?"
Jia Cong's eyes widened. He had never seen such a stupid person before.
So what if a few big salt merchants are rich enough to rival the country?
Compared to the Nan'an County Prince who was stationed on the southern border and relied on border trade to continuously earn money, it can only be said to be a small thing.
As a vassal town with military power, before there is any thought of starting a rebellion, maintaining the stability of the vassal town and avoiding deliberate targeting by the court are the most important things, right?
If you go against the imperial court for the sake of just a few big salt merchants, the losses will only be greater!
"I heard that the big salt merchants also fought hard and gave 15 million taels of silver directly to the prince of Nan'an County, just for a safe place!"
Lian Er obviously had different opinions and sighed: "If it were me, maybe..."
"Haha, get money and then go against the court?"
Jia Cong sneered and interrupted Lian Er's bullshit without hesitation. He said angrily: "Being targeted by the court, especially today, Nan'an County Prince feels uneasy and builds more troops. Fifteen million taels of silver can last for several years."
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Lian Eryi was stunned for a moment and stammered: "That, that's, that's fifteen million, ten thousand taels of silver!"
"so what?"
Jia Cong sneered: "Second brother Lian has never worked in the household department or been in the army. I don't know how much it costs to raise an army!"
Then, he would point out the astonishing expenses of raising the army one by one from the notes of the old Duke Rong in the mansion.
Logistics include food, rice, ordnance, clothing and equipment, fodder, etc. In short, raising an army is quite expensive.
If you train strictly, money will be wasted.
Glancing at the dumbfounded Lian Er, Jia Cong said with a smile: "It's good to have an army of 100,000 yuan and 15 million taels of silver to last for ten years!"
"Well, then, the court won't give you any money, right?"
Lian Er stuttered a little and said hesitantly: "How to say..."
"The prince of Nan'an County has shown signs of disobeying orders. How can he dream that today and the imperial court will help him raise an army?"
Jia Cong sneered unceremoniously: "Forget it, I guess the life after Prince Nan'an will never be easy!"
"It seems to have nothing to do with our house!"
"How could it not matter? The four princes and eight princes are one body. If the Nan'an County King who holds military power is unlucky, the Xungui Group will also have big problems!"
"Aren't there still the Dukes of Dong'an and Xining?"
"One of them is in the northwest and the other is on the eastern coast. They both need food and grass support from Prince Nan'an. Otherwise, how can they maintain relative independence?"
After saying this, Jia Cong felt a little unmotivated.
No wonder that in the original novel Red Mansions, the Xungui Group receives the most attention today.
Qin Keqing's funeral can be seen as a display of muscle flexing for the Beijing Honor Group.
Otherwise, even if Qin Keqing is really the daughter of the deposed prince, she will not receive such a glorious funeral after her death.
What are you doing, missing the abandoned prince who has been dead for many years?
How can it be!
They must have sensed the evil today, so they took the opportunity to make a collective move, and then Ningguo Mansion was completely hopeless.
Even if they are now afraid of the power of the entire Xungui Group, they dare not make too big a move.
But Ning Guofu, as the instigator, will never be forgiven.
Looking at the ending of Red Mansion, the children of Rongguo Mansion still have a chance to make a comeback, but the bloodline of Ningguo Mansion is completely cut off.
I originally thought I could live a peaceful life for a few days, but I didn't expect to hear such nonsense. I was afraid that I would be involved in troubles in the future.
Of course, although the Prince of Nan'an County is bold and arrogant at the moment, he still has a large number of troops and has not yet completely controlled the power of the court, so there is no need to worry about this for the time being.
Only after Prince Nan'an's good-for-nothing nature is exposed will the current blow come like a storm.
According to the original work of Red Mansion, it will take at least several years.
"Okay, let's not talk about these things, I'll just go to the bookstore and stay!"
After waving his hand and saying hello to Lian Er, Jia Cong went out and headed straight to the bookstore, where he could completely relax.
Damn it, that's the bad thing about being in a distinguished family. Sometimes it's true that "when someone is at home, trouble comes from the sky." There's no point in feeling depressed when such things happen.
When we arrived at the bookstore, it was a rare sight to see two young princes from the historian family, studying seriously with the young boy Jia Lan, which made Jia Cong a little puzzled.
"I'm so excited!"
Huansan winked and said with a smile: "Seeing that there are only three of them in the book club and Xue Pan, who has no imperial examination background, how can he not have any ideas in his mind?"
“As long as you have ideas!”
Jia Cong did not interfere with his younger brother's progress. He directly pulled the playful Huansan into the inner hall and asked curiously: "What about you, kid? What do you think?"
"No idea!"
Huan San said easily: "It's good to be admitted to the Tongsheng Examination. As for the Scholars, I haven't thought about it for the time being. It would be best if I could get in touch with practical work!"
"Then go to the Huangzhuang Management Office and get busy first. If you have other ideas, let me know before it's too late!"
Jia Cong didn't care much and asked casually: "Where are the other people? What are their thoughts? Have they told you?"
"I really said that!"
Huansan said directly: "Those two guys who have just been admitted as scholars have no intention of teaching in clan schools. If possible, it is best to work in the Yamen!"
"This is asking me to fulfill my promise!"
Jia Cong chuckled softly, nodded and said: "Okay, I understand, you kid should be more at ease, there is no harm in learning more!"