Ningguo Fuzhong
"So fast?"
Jia She's expression changed. He looked at the piles of things in the courtyard and didn't know what to do.
However, before Jia She could "get wisdom out of desperation", he saw that Dai Quan, the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, was already leading a group of internal guards in rich and colorful clothes, followed by Jia Heng.
Jia Heng looked helpless at this moment. He had already left the palace gate and was walking in the carriage, thinking about his conversation with Emperor Chongping while heading home.
He still didn't let Dai Quan arrange the carriage. This was also his habit. He would review it later.
As a result, as soon as he left the palace gate, Dai Quan was summoned by the eunuch and asked to go to Ningguo Mansion together to see a good show.
After all, he is the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, and the eunuch is narrow-minded. It is really hard for him to refuse his kindness.
Just like that, he followed into Ning's mansion with some confusion.
"Jia Enhou, is this... moving?" As soon as Dai Quan entered the courtyard, his soft eyes looked at the piled courtyard, smiled, and said: "This whole situation is so turbulent, those who knew it would have thought it was moving. , I didn’t know, I thought it was a house raid.”
Jia She, Mrs. Xing, Jia Lian, Jia Rong: "..."
The corners of Jia Heng's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Dai Quan. He felt a sense of awe in his heart, and at the same time, he felt that when it comes to attacking people, I am not as good as an eunuch.
The words were harsh and even eerie as a prophecy.
Jia Heng's face paused, and a ridiculous thought suddenly came to his mind, "If this situation and this scene can be expressed in terms of looking back at the Red Mansion, it may be said that Jia Enhou moved to Ningguo overnight, and Dai Neixiang joked about the prophecy."
Of course, as the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, Dai Quan had the confidence to make such ridiculous remarks.
Sure enough, Jia She's face was gloomy, but he did not refute.
Jia Lian, Jia Rong and others dared not speak out even more.
Li Wan frowned and glanced at Dai Quan with disgust.
This woman, who came from a family of famous eunuchs in Jinling, was obviously influenced by her father to some extent and had no favorable impression of the eunuch with a sharp and feminine voice.
Li Wan turned his clear eyes to Jia Heng and saw that his face was calm, but if he looked closely, his eyes seemed to have something strange?
Li Wan's elegant face was slightly condensed, and Fang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in her heart.
"This temper is too arrogant and must be repaid. He came here specifically to see the Jia family's jokes? So, the words of resigning are just a pretense?" Looking at the young man in a straight green shirt, a hint of gloom appeared on Li Wan Xiuya's face. A look of suspicion.
Speaking of which, she went to the young man's home that day to retrieve the books. The first impression the young man left on her was not bad. Could it be that, as Brother Feng said, this young man was hiding a traitor in his heart.
On this side of the room, no one from the Jia Mansion responded. Sister Feng Liu Ye raised her eyebrows and said in a clear voice: "Eunuch, these are the furniture accumulated in Ning Mansion. We have all moved to the West Mansion. Besides, if the new patriarch comes, we won't make room for him." It’s open, how can I move in?”
Jia Heng looked calm and glanced at Sister Feng in surprise.
He secretly thought, as expected of Feng Lazi, he is really not timid.
But then I thought about it, Sister Feng really had some confidence, Uncle Wang was now being respected by the emperor, and Dai Quan was really a bit mean.
Sure enough, Dai Quan chuckled lightly and didn't take it seriously. He arched his hands toward the imperial city and said, "The Za family came here in compliance with His Majesty's instructions. The Ningguo Mansion was built for the imperial order, and the Ministry of Household Affairs allocated money. Now, Ning Guo has lost his title and is not suitable to live there. The public and private property should also be sealed up until they are sorted out before further calculations can be made. Because the imperial edict is still there and Jia Heng is the one who attacked the title, he went inside to inspect it."
"So, it saves the Za family a lot of effort to bother Marquis Jia En to do the counting." Dai Quan smiled and said.
Sister Feng: "..."
Jia She's face turned green and red, and he cursed in his heart, "The eunuch has bullied me too much!"
However, all this is Jia Heng’s child!
Over here, Jia She looked at Jia Heng with a pair of bloodshot eyes.
Jia Heng took a deep look at Dai Quan, and his heart moved slightly.
Dai Quan's charge into battle is obviously not simply to sell his favor. He is self-aware and does not have such a big face.
In a flash of thought, the joints were already clear.
"No wonder, this is an expression of dissatisfaction on behalf of the emperor. The Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty himself is the weathervane of the emperor's attitude. Jia She and others are jumping up and down. It is unreasonable for the emperor not to beat Jia's house. But the emperor is not easy to take action. Dai Quan is a domestic slave. , you should be enlightened." Jia Heng lowered his eyes and thought to himself: "There is no fool who can sneak into the position of Prime Minister next to the emperor."
In fact, if he didn't know what was going on, he would have thought that Dai Quan was speaking for him and ridiculing the people in Jia's family.
"Jia Enhou, the account books, the Za family must keep them. As for these things, where do you want to move them?" Dai Quan smiled, with a bit of sarcasm in his old eyes.
It is worthy of being the mansion of a century-old duke. Everything you look at here is filled with good things.
I don’t know how to show filial piety to the miscellaneous family.
Only looking for Lao Xia, without the help of the Za family, the eldest girl of the Jia family will not even think about getting in front of His Majesty!
Jia She's face was ashen, almost gritting his teeth, and he said to Wu Xingdeng and Shan Daliang in a low voice: "Give the account book to Eunuch Dai."
Wu Xingdeng and Shan Daliang responded and handed over the account books.
Dai Quan took it and looked down, a little disappointed. There was only more than 40,000 taels of silver in Ning Mansion's public warehouse.
Well, there are quite a few jewelry items, ancient calligraphy and paintings.
"Eunuch, the money here doesn't just belong to the Ning Mansion. Brother Zhen is the patriarch of the clan. There are thousands of people in the clan. Weddings, funerals, gifts and pensions all come from the father-in-law." Sister Feng raised her eyebrows, Danfeng's eyes were cold. With a faint meaning, he said in a condensed voice.
Jia Heng's expression paused, and he looked at Sister Feng, then at Dai Quan, and said, "Eunuch Dai, Jia's public and private banks are separate."
The income of Jia's Mansion and Ningguo's Mansion probably comes from three sources, one is from the farm, the other is the profit of the shop, and the third is the salary of Jia Zhen and Youshi.
The first two are the big ones, also known as Gongzhong Yinliang. Of course, as the head of the family, Jia Zhen, in addition to leaving 50% for Gongzhong, also has a lot of silver at her disposal, so she lives a very comfortable life, marrying a young wife, and buying sex in a brothel. , buy some treasures to play with, spend a lot of money.
Even the person in charge, Lai Jia, is full of fat and fat.
In other words, as for the money from the public, the people in Ningrong Street in Shenjing are all members of the Jia clan, which is equivalent to the entire clan and servants. Weddings and funerals are mostly drawn by the public from Ningrong's second house.
Therefore, when visiting the housekeeper, Aunt Zhao's brother died, so she would ask people, if the uncle of the concubine died, how many taels of silver would be paid as usual.
Of course, since he inherited the benefits of the Ningrong and Ningrong mansions of the Jia clan, he naturally wanted to serve the Ningrong and Rong mansions.
This is clan.
"The Miscellaneous Family is just for inspection, not confiscation. Why are you so nervous, madam?" Dai Quan nodded to Jia Heng, looked at Sister Feng, and said with a chuckle.
There is actually a hint of appreciation in my heart.
This niece of Wang Ziteng has a strong character and a bit of courage. It's a pity that if she enters the palace, it's hard to say...
Dai Quan didn't think deeply and said with a smile: "The Za family took these two account books away. As for these gold and silver treasures, you should keep them carefully. You can't miss any of them."
Sister Feng's jade face was covered with frost. She glanced at Jia Heng and said with a smile on her face, "Chief, will you check in tonight?"
Jia Lian looked at Sister Feng from behind, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and thought to himself, why did Feng'er provoke him?
Jia Heng said calmly: "Sister-in-law Feng, weren't you at the ancestral hall at noon?"
Sister Feng Yurong paused for a moment and did not react for a moment, but she still sneered at the corner of her mouth and said, "I am in the ancestral hall."
"Since you are in the ancestral hall, you should know that I have been expelled from the Jia clan." Jia Heng looked at Sister Feng calmly.
Sister Feng Danfeng narrowed her eyes slightly, snorted softly, and said: "That's just talking to yourself, how can you take it seriously? Besides, the Holy One has made a decree and you have inherited the title, and you are still here acting coquettishly!"
Jia She was almost ready to praise her for her good scolding. He looked at Sister Feng and said to himself: "Why didn't I realize before that Lian'er, my wife, is so fierce? She scolded him to the core."
Only Jia Lian's handsome face turned pale, and there was only one thought in his mind, it's over!
Jia Heng's face was calm, he glanced at Sister Feng, who had a frown on her face, and said calmly: "If you don't be grateful to your ancestors, you will get your own fame and fame. This is what Heng wants, but talking to you is useless."
Regarding Sister Feng's doubts, he didn't even think about making a bet and apologizing.
Let Sister Feng sit down?
After all, she is a female streamer, and Guanyin sitting is pretty much the same.
Sister Feng, however, refused to give up. She seemed to be angered by Jia Heng's "contemptuous" attitude. It may be that she had just "responded" to the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty and accumulated a layer of "momentum". Danfeng's eyes were cold and sharp, and her voice was clear and loud, saying: "Who doesn't know how to speak on the spot? Chief Jia, if you resign this title, I will be your host and apologize to you. If you can't resign, you must promise me something."
When Sister Feng finished speaking, she looked at the young man in green shirt with a pair of pink and phoenix eyes without any sign of weakness.
Jia Heng looked pale and looked at Sister Feng thoughtfully, "What did you promise?"
Sister Feng took Youshi's hand and frowned: "Sister-in-law You and Brother Rong have lived in Dongfu for more than ten years and are already used to it. The courtyard as big as Dongfu is connected to the Tianxiang Tower in the west. There are two rooms across the courtyard for Sister-in-law You and Brother Rong to live in. If you think it's not cheap, you can build a wall to separate them from the Tianxiang Building."
Hearing this, Youshi on the side felt a surge of gratitude on her jade face, as crystal clear as snow, and murmured: "Feng'er..."
Between the two sisters-in-law, they usually get along and play around, but their friendship is still behind.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, took a deep look at Sister Feng, and said, "Now that I have resigned, this mansion does not belong to me, and I cannot make the decision."
The emperor had promised him that he would no longer grant the title. The matter was already a certainty, and he had no control over the ownership of Ningguo Mansion.
"If you can't resign from this title, you are the head of the Jia clan. You own such a big prince's palace. Why can't you be the master?" Sister Feng asked with anger in her bright eyes.
Jia Heng looked silent and said, "Then just wait."
Regarding Sister Feng's so-called unilateral "calculation", he could only say that it was just a battle of wits and courage with the air.
As for Sister Feng’s apology?
Thinking of this, I glanced at Jia Lian and saw that Jia Lian's face was unclear and the aqua turban on his head was full of green.
The men in the Jia family either wear green or purple turbans.
