What will happen to the Sun family in the end? Whether Sun Ziqing will be taken into the house by his second brother, the little fat man won't care too much.
But when Jia Lian looked at the ragged beggar outside the car, he gradually understood his brother's anger when he came.
People said that salt merchants were extravagant, but he really didn't take it to heart before. He was even a little envious of the salt merchants' countless wealth, wishing that he could have so much gold and silver at home.
But after coming out of the luxurious Sun family, compared with the countless old, weak and beggars in Jiangdu City, the kind thoughts in Jia Lian's heart made it difficult for him to calm down.
After coming to Yangzhou, his uncle Lin Ruhai once asked him what his purpose was in becoming an official.
money? that power? face?
As the heir to the Rongguo Mansion, he really lacks everything.
No, he is quite short of money. After all, the monthly money is not enough to support his extravagant spending.
But does he really like to live in debauchery?
Jia Lian looked at his silly little brother who was holding the gold ingot, wearing a flying fish suit and the wild goose feather knife beside his leg. He thought of the little fat man's childish words about killing all the national thieves in the world, and suddenly felt a little confused.
Why on earth do I, Jia Lian, want to be an official?
The two brothers were silly and happy, and the other was confused. On the way back to Yangzhou City from Jiangdu County, the carriage became even more boring.
It wasn't until he got off the carriage back in front of the Lin Mansion that Jia Lian's face regained its former warmth of spring breeze.
It was still Lin Ruhai's study. After Jia She and Lin Ruhai listened to Jia Lian's story, the approval in their eyes was very obvious.
Sure enough, he still had to go out and practice. Sun Kewang would not have thought that the young master in the capital would be more difficult to deal with than the people in the officialdom and shopping malls.
"You two brothers will keep 50,000 of these five hundred thousand taels of silver to divide between yourselves, and send the rest to the capital."
Lin Ruhai took several books from Jia Lian's hand, opened the box containing gold ingots and silver notes, took out 50,000 taels and handed them to Jia Lian.
Before Jia Lian could move, the little fat man rushed over, holding the banknotes and the pile of gold ingots and drooling.
"Now I have money to spend..."
"Hey, hey, hey... Second brother, don't grab the back of my neck!"
The little fat man felt like he was flying up, and the silver notes and gold ingots he had just touched were getting further and further away from him.
Jia Lian carried the little fat man by the scruff of his neck and slid to his side. He shook his head with Lin Ruhai and said, "It's better to send them all to the capital. Fifty thousand taels of silver is not much, but it can also allow the court to save one more victim and make one more bunch of sharp arrows. My nephew has enough money.”
As soon as these words came out, not to mention Lin Ruhai, even Jia She, a father, looked at his eldest son with curiosity.
Is this my seed?
Apart from Baoyu, who is the weird one, is there anyone in Rongguo Mansion who doesn’t love silver?
"Second brother, are you stupid?"
Snapped!
Jia Cong's head was buzzing, and Jia Lian withdrew his slap and bowed deeply to his father and uncle Lin Ruhai.
"I ask my father and uncle to find an official position for me. The rank may not be high, but I just want to be able to make decisions for the people, or go into battle to kill the enemy!"
Lin Ruhai nodded, made eye contact with Jia She, and then replied: "If you want to become an official, you can start as a county assistant officer, or you can be a military attache at the Beiwa Guard Station. Which one do you choose?"
Jia Lian did not make a choice directly, but instead asked again: "I would like to ask my uncle to help my nephew clear up his doubts. Which one is more likely to achieve results, the county assistant officer or the Japanese military attaché?"
Lin Ruhai asked back: "What is Lian'er worried about?"
"My nephew doesn't know either. He just feels that he needs to get a high position as soon as possible so that he can get rid of the people and things that stain his eyes."
Jia Lian truthfully stated what he was thinking, and felt that after saying these words, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.
Lin Ruhai looked at Jia She, wanting to ask Jia She for his opinion, but Jia She said, "It's better for Lian'er to stay in Jiangnan for the time being. There are too many restrictions in Beijing."
"Then go and prepare Japanese guards. The palace issued an order a few days ago to send an imperial envoy to the south of the Yangtze River to pacify the Japanese. This person is Wen Lian, the minister of the Ministry of War in the same year as me. When the time comes, let Lian'er go to the imperial envoy with my recommendation. Xingyuan, I think Brother Wen would be happy to have Wu Xun to help quell the Japanese incident."
Lin Ruhai was a close friend of the same age, and Wen Lian went south to fight against Japan as an imperial envoy. He had long written to Lin Ruhai for help.
One is money and the other is people.
You must know that Daxia has been at peace for a long time, and the old soldiers in the Beijing Camp have long lost their vitality. It is impossible to say whether the thousands of forbidden troops he leads can pacify Japan, but when tempers arise, he, a civil servant, really can't handle it.
It would be different if there were founding heroes like Rong Guofu to help. Xian Rongguo has been the general leader of the Beijing camp for nearly thirty years. Who among the elders in the Beijing camp would dare not to give Rongguo Mansion face?
After Jia She nodded, Jia Lian immediately thanked him and said, "My nephew, thank you uncle. I will do my duty faithfully and help Marshal Wen pacify the Japanese pirates as soon as possible so as not to embarrass my uncle!"
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Jia Lian's transformation did not happen overnight. At night, the two brothers slept together. The little fat man once asked his second brother why he didn't even want any money.
At that time, Jia Lian said this: Gold and silver are good, and lying on the lap of a beautiful woman while drunk is also good, but he can't live in such a hazy state all his life. Even if the men of the Rongguo Mansion cannot enjoy the Ancestral Temple like their ancestors, they still have to leave a good story to live up to the blood flowing through them and to be worthy of the salary money they receive from the Ministry of Household Affairs every year.
At that time, Jia Cong responded like this: Second brother, this is too false. This is not what you said!
After being slapped on the head, Jia Lian spoke again.
"Actually, I don't know why I want to be an official or a high-ranking official, but when I see that the Sun family is extravagant by squeezing the people, but there are beggars outside the wall and are being bullied by vicious dogs, I think I don't have to worry too much. The Sun family was demolished too much..."
The imperial envoy Pingwo will arrive in Jiangnan at the beginning of winter. There is still a month left. Jia She still starts to train Jia Lian while helping Lin Ruhai deal with the Yangzhou matter.
Instead, after bidding farewell to everyone, Jia Cong was escorted by a hundred Yulin Lang to Jinling Zhen's house to express his condolences.
The group left Yangzhou City and took a boat south, followed the canal into the Yangtze River and headed west. In just one day and one night, they arrived at Yingtianfu on the second day of October and docked at Jinling Pier after noon.
As soon as we got off the boat, we were greeted by a young man in brocade clothes on the pier.
"Brother Cong, why did you just come here? I've been waiting for you for several days!"
This person was none other than the man who met Xue Pan when he was in Huai'an Mansion. After arriving in Yangzhou, the Xue family just went to the Lin family to pay a visit to Lin Ruhai, presented a few rare medicinal materials, and then hurried back to Jinling to handle family matters.
After receiving Jia Lian's letter, Mrs.
Xue Pan, on the other hand, sneaks to the pier every now and then, thinking that after Jia Cong arrives, he can show off his newly recognized good brother through the market, and it is best to be arrogant in front of his friends.
After all, the flying fish suit is so eye-catching. If I could take Jia Cong in the flying fish suit to the Qinhuai River, why would I need to write any harsh words? Why shouldn't those beauties take the initiative to throw themselves into my arms?
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