On the banks of the Qinhuai River, the land of fireworks, selling children and daughters here, needless to say, this middle-aged man is not a good guy at all.
Even though Xue Pan is naive and straightforward, his mind spins very quickly when he is shrewd.
If they are really too poor to survive, most parents will find a good family to entrust their children to, or let their children work as maids and servants in rich families, so that they can at least live peacefully.
Do you need to think about what will happen in the future if you are caught at the door of a brothel, especially if you are prostituted?
Xue Pan's eyes narrowed slightly. Several people were already negotiating with the middle-aged man downstairs. The girl curled up in fear, looking so pitiful that Xue Pan felt pity.
"Brother Cong, let me go downstairs..."
"Um?"
Jia Cong raised his head and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Brother Xue, doesn't he want to listen to music?"
Ahem...
Xue Pan coughed awkwardly and smiled shyly: "It seems that someone is selling their daughter downstairs. I'll go and see the excitement..."
"Just going to see the fun?"
Jia Cong was suddenly touched. He walked to the window edge and leaned over to take a look. He understood instantly.
"In this case, Brother Xue will go and take a look first. It's not appropriate for me to leave here for the time being..."
The person he has to wait for is coming soon, and the dispute downstairs will help him attract some people's attention.
Jia Cong opened the door of the private room, whispered to Jia Shiyi for a while, and watched Xue Pan go downstairs.
Immediately afterwards, Jia Shiyi called two soldiers, gave some instructions, and then returned to the private room to report to Jia Cong: "Little Third Master, everything has been arranged."
"That's fine. After all, it's a favor from the Xue family, so I can pay back every favor."
Just as he was talking, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Jia Cong and Jia Shixi looked at each other and both looked at the door of the private room.
I saw a middle-aged man in his early forties, wearing an ordinary uniform, walking in. As soon as he entered the door, he smiled at Jia Shiyi and looked carefully at Jia Cong beside him.
"General Wei!"
"Um?"
Jia Shiyi obviously knew the person coming, but Jia Cong had no impression at all.
The general named Wei nodded elegantly and asked Jia Shiyi: "Xiyi, why didn't Brother Enhou come? Didn't you say he came in person?"
Jia Shiyi cupped his fists and responded: "Back to the general, the general is still in Yangzhou, and there are some trivial matters that need to be dealt with. The person in charge of the general mission this time is the son of my general, the third master Jia Congcong who has been given the title of Longjing Guard Thousand Households by His Majesty."
Then he explained to Jia Cong: "Little Third Master, this is the father of Wei Ruolan, General Dingyuan, Commander of the Jinling Guards, and Commander-in-Chief of Wei Gongtan, who is close to Second Master Bao."
Now Jia Cong knew who the visitor was. It turned out to be the head of the Wei family.
He quickly bowed and said, "Nephew Jia Cong, meet Uncle Wei!"
"Boy Cong, you've grown so big!"
Wei Song looked at the little fat man in front of him, but he still couldn't associate the chubby Jia Cong with the skinny kitten he saw back then.
As he spoke, he bent down to pick up Jia Cong and weighed her: "Hey, the little fat guy is quite heavy!"
"Uncle, my nephew is not fat, he is strong!"
Jia Cong is full of resentment, and he doesn't know why. He has gained a lot of weight in the past two years. Almost every elder who sees him thinks that the chubby Jia Cong is very happy.
Wei Song happily put it down, pinched his chubby face, took out a stack of banknotes from his purse, and stuffed it into Jia Cong's arms. ….
"Your father didn't even ask you to come over, so I didn't even prepare a meeting gift. You keep these banknotes and buy whatever gifts you want!"
So arrogant!
Jia She's brothers and friends were all wealthy, and their meeting gift was actually a dozen silver notes worth one thousand taels!
The little fat man would not pretend to push around, he immediately stuffed the banknote into his chest with joy, held it in his hands and bowed: "Nephew, thank you uncle for the reward!"
"He is a well-behaved child..."
Wei Song thought of the old master-like boy in his family, and couldn't help but envy Jia She in his heart. How can my son develop such maturity?
temper? Not interesting at all.
After Jia Cong stood up, Wei Song gave Jia Shiyi a look, and waited until Jia Shiyi and others were on guard outside before talking about business with Jia Cong.
Just listen to Wei Song say: "You should understand what the saint means. The purpose of killing Li Xun is to frighten Jiangnan and not to destroy the stability of Jiangnan. The corruption and deficiencies involve the saint's southern tour. This is related to the saint's face and cannot be mentioned, so we need to find someone." A reasonable excuse."
Jia Cong nodded. Dai Quan had warned him about this when he was in the capital. The expenses for the Supreme Emperor's southern tour were not paid by the Ministry of Household Affairs, but by the Zhen family, Jinling Zhizao Mansion, Hangzhou Zhizao Mansion, Suzhou Zhizao Mansion, and Jiangnan wealthy merchants.
It is said that a southern tour does not cost much, and you can make up for it by delaying it for a year or two. But no one expected that the Emperor would become addicted after visiting Jiangnan once, and would go south every one or two years...
Now those families were in a bad mood. Almost every family was in deficit, every household was in debt, and they didn't dare to ask for compensation from the palace. After all, the Holy Emperor's southern tour was to make them look good.
It has been six years since Shengjia's last southern tour, but almost no one, including the Zhen family, has recovered.
In addition, Li Xun is now a stoic master who has publicly talked about calling for deficits many times. Li Xun saw that the emperor was unreliable and the new emperor was mean and ungrateful. This led to the fact that the Li family secretly defected to his master. .
It's a pity that things are not kept secret, and the spies of Longshou Palace are spread all over the world. The Li family has become the emperor's chicken to show his majesty.
And Jia Cong and the Rongguo Mansion behind him became the emperor's knife to chop at the disloyal ministers.
Jia She understood the old sage's thoughts very well. Since he made a knife, he shouldn't think about whether it would bring enemies to his family.
Anyway, the Jia family is on the verge of collapse, so it might as well be a gamble, at least the new emperor obviously wants to recruit him. The old minister who has cut off his sexual experience is now a national thief, and he is probably happy to watch the fun with his pout.
"Little fat man, I've listed a few excuses for killing for you, and they're all on this piece of paper."
Wei Song took out a piece of paper full of words, spread it out and handed it to Jia Cong: "These are the crimes committed by the Li family over the years, and there are really few of them that have nothing to do with saints. Such trivial matters as fines of silver and seizing official positions will not have the effect of deterring Jiangnan."
After seeing the crimes committed by the Li family, Jia Cong couldn't help but want to complain about the unreliability of the Supreme Emperor Liu Ji.
Don't you, the old man, be selective when choosing officials? The Li family has put almost all the blame for making money and oppressing the people on you!
"Occupying fertile land... Li Xun is really smart. He used his palace to occupy thousands of acres of fertile land."
"Awesome, when did the Zhizao Mansion have the authority to control the tributes for the palace... Well, it turned out to be the decree of the sage Zhaowu in his 40th year."….
"Huh? When the Ryukyu envoy comes to Beijing, he has to send gold and silver to the Li family?"
The more Jia Cong watched, the more frightened he became. The Emperor was too tolerant to the Li family. He knew that the Li family had suffered a huge loss in order to meet the emperor, and he had given countless money-making jobs.
However, the Li family took the money they collected for their own use and did not repay the deficit of the Household Department at all. Just from the records on this piece of paper, the Li family's wealth is definitely greater than that of the Rongguo Mansion...
Forget it, Rongguo Mansion's public treasury really doesn't have much money.
Boom, boom, boom!
Jia Shiyi opened the door and reported: "Little Third Master, something happened to Uncle Xue!"
Jia Cong stood up in an instant, walked to the window and opened it. The downstairs was crowded with people. Xue Pan, who was originally wearing a sexy bag, was bleeding from the forehead. He was being protected by the soldiers of the Rongguo Mansion and the guards of the Xue family. The one who beat him turned out to be Several scholars in Confucian uniforms.
Wei Song also stood next to Jia Cong. After taking a look, he smiled and asked, "Is it Xue Jiazi?"
"Uncle also knows the eldest brother of the Xue family?"
"How can I not recognize the new head of the Xue family in Jinling? It seems that you are very busy. Those scholars are students of Chongwen College. The Xue family is no longer the Xue family of the past. Behind Chongwen College are the three major chambers of commerce in Jiangnan. , I have been thinking about the Xue family for a day or two."
Wei Song said this, smiled and asked: "Do you need me to take action?"
Jia Cong generally understood. He pursed his lips and shook his head: "Uncle, it's better not to show his face. There are many spies from those people. But it's a trivial matter.
, my nephew can handle it himself. "
Hearing Jia Cong's confidence, Wei Song didn't say anything else, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Then come here today. After you make a plan, let Shiyi come to find me. Then I will blockade Jinling City and put the The Li family is completely separated from other families in Jinling."
…
Xue Pan didn't expect that anyone in Jinling City would dare to hit him. After receiving a stick on his forehead, his eyes turned red!
"If you dare to hit me, I will break your dog's paws today!"
After Jia Cong went downstairs, his soldiers opened a path. As soon as he reached Xue Pan, he heard Xue Pan's furious words.
"what happened?"
Xue Pan, who was originally furious, suddenly became depressed after hearing Jia Cong's voice. It's so embarrassing, Uncle Xue has lost face in front of his brothers!
Jia Wuyi, a private soldier who had originally come down to follow Xue Pan, handed over his hands and replied: "Little Third Master, Uncle Xue had already agreed on the price with this person and planned to buy this girl. But a few scholars appeared out of nowhere, and one of them said Yesterday, he had already agreed on the price with this person and gave him some money to prepare for his concubine. He was waiting for the agreement to come to the house in three days, but today he happened to meet him here..."
Jia Cong looked at the middle-aged man hiding aside and the girl huddled in the corner. The man looked vulgar and looked like a deceitful woman. At first glance, he was not a good guy.
The girl was young, probably twelve or thirteen years old. Not to mention she was thin, and her originally fair face looked even paler. The red rouge mole between the eyebrows is particularly eye-catching. Needless to say, it is Xiang Ling and Zhen Yinglian who killed Xue Pan.
I have to say that fate is so wonderful. I didn't expect that the evil fate between Xue Pan and Zhen Yinglian could not be avoided. Even Jia Cong's big butterfly could not swat away their destined fate.
"You said you are her father?"
Jia Cong ignored the whispering scholars, walked up to the middle-aged man and said, "You are so ugly, how could you give birth to such a fair and beautiful daughter?"
"..."
Not to mention that the middle-aged man was struck speechless for a long time by Jia Cong's question. The scholars and onlookers suddenly became suspicious and started talking loudly.
Jia Cong spoke again: "Are you a human trafficker?"
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