In Tianxiang Tower——
Jia Heng quietly looked at Shi Xiangyun's face, which was as gorgeous as smoke and full of smiles, and felt a little emotional in his heart, recalling Xiangyun's verdict:
What's the point of wealth? Parents disobey them when they are still young.
Open your eyes and watch the slanting light, the water of Xiangjiang River passes by and Chu Yunfei flies away.
Because his parents died early, Shi Xiangyun lived with his uncle and aunt. As a princess, she still had to work as a female celebrity on weekdays, which was very tiring. She once told Baochai about this.
Xiangyun once told Baoyu, "Even if the old lady can't remember me, you should always carry it with you so that you can wait for the old lady to send someone to pick me up."
But how could Baoyu, the elder brother, remember Sister Yun?
The people on the flower boat shouted heartbreakingly, "Brother love, redeem me..."
So it doesn't matter if Baoyu is a wealthy and idle person, when you can't protect the people you want to protect and are bullied, you will feel angry at your own incompetence.
Jia Heng thought about this, looked at Jia Mu, and said, "Then I will take care of her more in the future."
A smile appeared on Sister Feng's bright young woman's face, and she said: "Yun'er, did you hear that? Your brother Heng will be looking after you from now on. Your brother Heng is doing big things outside and has tens of thousands of people under his command."
Shi Xiangyun smiled and said, "Brother Heng is so awesome."
Mrs. Wang listened on the sidelines, and the "fatigue" in her heart became increasingly uncontrollable.
Since Uncle Heng became popular, everyone in the mansion is now buzzing around him, leaving her precious jade aside.
Jia Mu smiled and said, "Brother Heng, I have something else to ask you."
In fact, I didn't really want to say it at this time, but at other times, I was afraid of being rejected by the boy opposite.
Jia Heng was stunned for a moment and said, "Old lady, please tell me."
Jia Mu sighed and said, "It's still a matter of inspection in the Xifu. It's not going well for the eldest master."
Jia Heng frowned and asked, "Hasn't this matter been left to the elder to handle? Why does the old lady bring it up again today?"
Mrs. Wang said: "It's not like the commotion over there. This morning, people from Wu Xindeng's family, Shan Daliang's family, and their relatives came to the house to make trouble. They said they would make up for the shortfall. Some of them were All the belongings accumulated over the years were confiscated. This is really not the case. He also said that after serving the house for decades and not looking at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha, he had to give them a way to survive and continue to force them. , just hanged in front of the Xifu Gate."
Just as Jia Heng had thought before, Jia She ransacked the house and made the accounts unclear, and sold the property of Wu Xingdeng, Shan Daliang, Dai Liang, Qian Hua and others at low prices, making it look unreliable.
To put it bluntly, they used the pretext of ransacking the house to plunder, but it turned out that the family was related to each other, so a group of people went to the West Mansion to cause trouble early in the morning.
Facing the looks of expectation or curiosity, Jia Heng was silent for a moment and asked, "What did the lord say?"
Jia Mu sighed and said: "What else can he say? He said that they are all servants of Rongguo Mansion, and their wealth is basically in our house. How can there be anything of their own? I thought, we If a family like this really kills people, it won't look good in Shenjing City."
Mrs. Wang echoed: "Yes, it would not sound good to spread the word about a family like ours that has accumulated good deeds."
Tanchun, Daiyu and others listened quietly. They were smart and understood the connection.
Jia Heng said: "What does the old lady mean?"
Jia Mu was also a little embarrassed and said, "Why don't you invite a few more people from Jinyi Mansion and Mr. Accountant to cooperate and make another trip?"
Jia Heng said: "Old lady, not to mention that the method of hiring someone to intimidate is really not acceptable, let's just say that we can't allocate manpower now. The accountants in Jinyi Mansion are busy with Dongcheng affairs."
The smile on Sister Feng's face faded a little, and there was a bit of coldness in Danfeng's eyes as she said, "Brother Heng, what's going on in Dongcheng?"
She has not forgotten that her family Lian Er was bullied by those bastards in Dongcheng...
Mother Jia asked curiously: "What do you mean? Dongcheng also needs an accountant? Does it also conduct inspections? Can't we allocate two accountants?"
Jia Heng shook his head and said: "We can't allocate it. Several leaders of the Sanhe Gang in Dongcheng have more than ten million taels of property. Not to mention the Jinyi Mansion, even the Wucheng Army and Horses Department is busy. This matter."
Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang: "..."
Everyone in the hall was shocked by the astronomical figures that were casually spoken.
Sister Feng's bright eyes were rippling, and her breathing was also rapid. She had been sleeping for a few days because of Jia Lian's incident, and her already pale cheeks showed two strange rosy colors.
More than ten million taels?
How much money does she earn per month?
Jia Heng said: "So, I can't get rid of Mr. Accountant now. Doesn't Xifu have a shop in Beijing? Let the accountant in the shop choose a reliable one to do the work, help calculate the family assets, and make a clear list. It's just a copy of the examination, not only to convince people, but also to block the mouth of Youyou."
Jia Mu hesitated and said, "Brother Heng, we don't have many shops in Beijing. Where can we find a reliable accounting office?"
Mrs. Wang thought for a while and said softly: "My sister's family has about ten shops in Beijing. How about I ask their accountant to help me?"
Jia Mu asked curiously: "But Baoyu's aunt's house?"
As soon as she said this, Sister Feng also smiled and said: "My aunt's family is an imperial merchant, and her staff make a lot of money. It is not difficult to recruit a few accounting gentlemen."
Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "What Feng Yatou said is that they have a lot of business in Beijing."
Jia Mu smiled and said, "Okay, okay."
After saying that, he looked at Jia Heng again and said, "Brother Heng, it's not a big deal if the Shan family and the Wu family want to make trouble again. Do you have any ideas?"
Jia Heng said: "The eldest master is also a first-class general of the imperial court. When something happens, he should report it to the official when he arrives in Jingzhao. Stealing from the master's house will be severely punished by the laws of the Han Dynasty. If the Wu family, Shan family and others act recklessly, If you roll around, you can go to the prison and roll around."
Now that Jia She has made things a mess, it is impossible for him to send soldiers from the Five Cities Military and Horse Division to intimidate those families. There is no such thing as wiping people's butts.
Hearing this, Jia Mu could only say: "Brother Heng is right. If there is anything wrong, just report it to the official."
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Qin Keqing smiled and smoothed things over and said, "Old lady, would you like to have a banquet?"
Jia Mu smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Heng and his wife have ordered a banquet. I'm getting hungry even while I'm talking."
Everyone laughed when they heard this.
At this moment, a woman from outside came in and said, "Second Grandma Lian, it's night, you can set off fireworks."
Sister Feng smiled and nodded, and said: "Old lady, second madam, and brother Heng, let's go to the Xuan window to watch the fireworks first."
The originally a bit dull atmosphere suddenly became lively and bright. I even moved to the window and looked out while holding on to the railing.
"Crackling..."
Colorful fireworks shot up, brightening the night sky.
In Rongguo Mansion, Baoyu, who was in Jia Mu's courtyard, had just rubbed his sore arms, put down his brush, and looked at a pile of rice paper full of writing. A look of satisfaction appeared on his face during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and for the first time, a thought called Something that gives a sense of accomplishment.
"Reflections after reading the Book of Songs, I wrote five large sheets. After observing the accounts, I also wrote three sheets. I thought this time..." Baoyu raised his eyes and looked at the candlelight.
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
But at this time, Xiren and Sheyue were talking and laughing in the courtyard.
Baoyu's expression turned pale, and he walked away with a smile, "Sister Xiren, what are you kidding about?"
"Second Master, there are fireworks going off in the East Mansion, come out and watch." The attacker under the eaves chuckled and pulled Baoyu's arm.
When Baoyu heard this, he raised his head and listened to the singing and opera coming from Dongfu in the quiet night. He said softly: "Good sister, who has passed?"
The attacker didn't notice anything strange for a moment and said: "The old lady, the eldest lady, Miss Lin, Miss Yingchun and the three girls have all passed."
Baoyu's body trembled, his eyes were filled with infatuation, and he murmured: "The excitement belongs to them, I have nothing..."
In Sister Feng's courtyard of Rongguo Mansion, Jia Lian stood under the eaves of the corridor, looking at the fireworks in the East Mansion with a gloomy face.
"Second Master." Xing'er called out and said softly: "The wind is strong at night. Second Master is still injured. Please go inside and rest."
"What did you say!" Jia Lian suddenly turned his head, and a trace of anger emerged on his usually handsome and delicate face, which looked somewhat ferocious because it was against the light.
Xing'er was trembling with fright and said in a trembling voice: "Second Master."
Jia Lian took a deep breath, suppressed the evil fire in his heart, and his expression returned to calm.
He didn't know what had happened to him recently. He was irritable, irritable, and had nightmares at night. These were all the unbearable things he experienced in the Jinmei Building that day. What was even more uncomfortable was that he found that he...
Damn it, I can’t think about it anymore.
"After all, it's Uncle Heng. Now that he's getting bigger and bigger, I've lost all the benefits and suffered from him instead."
Jia Lian's expression changed, he suppressed the resentment hidden in his heart, sighed, and returned to the wing, feeling miserable.
This second master Lian was a womanizer, and now he was asked to recuperate at home. He felt that he would not be able to survive if he continued like this.
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While everyone in Ningguo Mansion was celebrating a banquet, the lights in the Daming Palace were brightly lit, and two figures were reflected on the clear water floor.
The palace was eerily quiet, with only the sound of water leaking ringing loudly.
Emperor Chongping had just finished dinner with Li Zan, Minister of War, and the emperor and his ministers were standing in front of a mountain and river screen talking.
A map of the northern territory hung clearly on the screen, with some paint pens marking the direction of Donglu's advance.
Emperor Chongping looked gloomy and said, "What do Li Aiqing think of setting up a camp in the north of Beiping?"
Li Zan said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this strategy is feasible. If you encounter enemies at the border, you will be sent to the police. First, send a flying letter to Shenjing, and then the cabinet and your Majesty will discuss the military situation. By the time it is uploaded and issued, the enemy invaders have been coming and going like the wind, wreaking havoc in other places, and the soldiers of the provinces are guarding and capturing them." , most of them are unable to rescue and are tired of running for their lives. The envoys prepare to build camps and centrally dispatch troops from various provinces to respond more timely. However, the prime ministers and ministers who do not need to manage one side cannot take on this important task. "
This important task of managing a party must be done by the prime minister or the prime minister.
Now the Chen-Han border guards and local officials have the responsibility of guarding the territory.
But similarly, once Donglu moves to other places, these local officials will not go out of the city to help without orders from above, and will be taken advantage of by Donglu's elite cavalry.
This is something that the mother has no doubt about. If the city is destroyed, her wealth and life will be at risk.
What Jia Heng said was to establish a northern theater-style command system, dispatch soldiers from guards and towns in Hebei, Jizhen, Shandong, and Shanxi, and grant them the power to make decisions on the fly.
Otherwise, there will be no way to stop Donglu's cavalry in the short term. By the time you make a decision in the court, they will have already looted them all, and the soldiers and generals from all over the place who have not been robbed will not dare to pursue them.
This is why Li Zan, the Minister of War, and Yang Guochang, the chief minister of the cabinet, argued about loosening ties and delegating power to various places.
But now Jia Heng has proposed another way. Isn't he worried that the local vassal towns will be separatist and the military leaders will be left behind?
Then transfer the ministers to the management side. It is impossible for the civil service group to not even trust its own people, right?
As for the difficulty for civil servants to rebel, it is very difficult.
Since the Song and Ming Dynasties, how many civil servants have succeeded in rebelling through military means?
On the contrary, it is Wu Xun and relatives, these are the key targets of the imperial power.
This is why Jia Heng sharpened his head and wanted to join the civil service group, which was to reduce his sense of danger to outsiders and cover himself with a layer of safety.
But a new question arises, who to send?
Who is willing to risk political responsibility by leaving the cabinet and going to the border management side?
Over here, Emperor Chongping heard what Li Zan said. He was silent for a moment and said: "Ai Qing's words coincide with someone else's. It turns out that heroes have the same views."
When Li Zan heard this, he was shocked and said in surprise: "I wonder who the Holy One is talking about?"
Emperor Chongping was silent for a moment and said: "Jia Heng."
Li Zan's heart was slightly shaken, but his face remained calm as he asked, "Is this what Jia Yunhui proposed?"
Emperor Chongping sighed and said: "Jia Heng has said that after the preparations for the construction of the camp, military information will be exchanged between the camp and Shenjing, and the urgent military information will be delivered more quickly. Then the prime minister will sit in one side and dispatch the troops of the provinces, so that heavy troops can be deployed. , to curb the invasion of the east and south. Otherwise, if things go on like this, they will plunder our property and population, and the national strength will wax and wane, and the consequences will be unimaginable."
Although Jia Heng did not say it clearly, as the king of a country, how could Emperor Chongping not see this scene?
It is almost conceivable that the big man who keeps losing blood, coupled with the natural disasters in recent years... the ancestral temple is destroyed and the country is overturned.
Li Zan looked solemn when he heard this and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, what Jia Yunhui said is feasible."
In fact, there was a faint suspicion in my mind that apart from him, there were few more suitable candidates in the civil and military affairs of the dynasty.
If the governor of a certain province is re-promoted to the cabinet as a cabinet member and then manages Youyan, the prestige will not be enough to deter the arrogant and powerful generals in the north.
As for those in the Fifth Army Commander's Office, even if they are talented enough, the Holy Emperor will not trust their commanders to directly and indirectly control hundreds of thousands of troops.
Thinking of this, Li Zan made up his mind and said loudly: "Although I am not talented, I am as trustworthy as the sage, and I do not think that I am weak and intellectual. I am willing to use my five-foot decayed body to control the north of the country and repay my great Han Dynasty." .”
He is preparing to build a camp, manage a territory, and stalemate with the enemy. Once the enemy invaders enter and massacre the border residents, he will be the first to bear the brunt of the attack, with a flood of bullets and slander.
But so what, the northern border is corrupted. Instead of sitting in the cabinet making plans, it is better to go to the front and mobilize troops.
When Emperor Chongping heard this, his face was shaken, and his eyes were fixed on Li Zan, the great scholar of Wuyingdian opposite. Thousands of words were blocked in his throat, and he only turned into one sentence, calling: "Li Qing."
Because, for a cabinet minister who has already joined the cabinet, it is not a good thing to have great power and majesty, but a disaster that must be avoided.
Of course, if Li Zan really curbed the invasion of the Eastern Barbarians to the South, it would be a trivial matter for him to return with a great reputation and serve as the First Assistant.
Li Zan suddenly bowed his head and bowed, raised Shen Yi's face, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have been leading the military department for seven years, but I have no long-term strategy for border affairs. As a result, the iron hoofs of the Eastern captives ravaged the northern border. I feel ashamed to have faith in your Majesty. Now Zan I am not talented, but I am willing to serve as a sage to guide Youyan and stop the enemy from advancing southward."
After hearing this, Emperor Chongping said silently: "This matter will wait until tomorrow. I will call Jia Heng to discuss it again. Regarding the preparation of the camp, we need to discuss a charter. He is the one who initiated it. One person can calculate the shortcomings, and two people can calculate the longcomings. You The two of us can discuss it and draw up a plan, and by the spring of next year at the latest, we should have a plan for the camp."
