The old lady is quite rich...
Jia Cong glanced at the thick stack of banknotes in the wooden box and was a little surprised.
If he remembered correctly, the old lady had already given her two sons no less than one hundred thousand taels of silver during the construction of the Provincial Garden and the repayment of the deficit to the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Now he took out 50,000 taels of silver without blinking an eye. So, the richest person in Rongguo Mansion is actually the old lady?
"Don't look at it. Even if the old lady has money, it's not your share. The rest of the money is for the second girl and the others."
Ahem~
"I don't want it, I don't want it. You always feel sorry for your granddaughter, and your grandson also feels sorry for his second sister and the others."
Jia Cong collected the money and planned to leave Rongxi Hall and go to the Ministry of Accounts. However, the old lady called him back.
"Is there anything else wrong with grandma?"
The old lady turned to the inner hall, and soon she came out with a small box in her arms and placed it in front of Jia Cong.
Jia Cong opened it at the old lady's signal, and it turned out to be the title deeds of several villages and shops.
"This is?"
"This is what Yun Yatou's mother kept here with me back then. No one knows about it except me."
The old lady's eyes were full of complexity and she was sighing.
"She had just given birth to Yun Yatou that year, and I went to see her. She gave me this box when no one was around. She said that the people in the Baolinghou Mansion were unreliable, so they prepared several villages and shops for her in case of accidents. It’s been delivered into my hands.”
Xiangyun's father died inexplicably in front of the army, but the governor's office received an application for a title from the last brother of the Shi family.
There is something weird about this that anyone with a little bit of intelligence in the capital can detect.
After Xiangyun's mother committed suicide, the old lady secretly sent people to take over these villages and shops, and then took Xiangyun back to Rongguo Mansion with great fanfare.
In the next ten years or so, Xiangyun's time in Rongguo Mansion almost caught up with the time he spent in Baolinghou Mansion.
Jia Cong also sighed after the old lady: "Parents love their children and have far-reaching plans. Aunt Shi entrusted Sister Yun's future to you. This is the right step."
The old lady handed Jia Cong a few more banknotes, which probably amounted to several thousand to tens of thousands taels, and sighed: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Go and calculate the taxes that should be paid by these Zhuangzi shops, and pay them together. If you don’t have enough money, come and get it from me.”
…
It was impossible for Wen Tongxuan to really collect as much money from Jia Cong according to the tax system of the dynasty. The emperor was grateful that Lao Shisan and Jia Cong sang the double act in the Fengtian Palace, so he asked Xia Shouzhong to go to the Ministry of Household Affairs in person to tell Wen Tongxuan what he meant. Just fine.
Therefore, Jia Cong took nearly 60,000 taels of silver notes with him when he went there, and returned the entire 50,000 taels of silver notes to the old lady when he returned home.
Of course, what was registered by the Ministry of Household Affairs is that Ningguo Mansion and Rongguo Mansion paid a total of 87,654 two-thirds and two cents in back taxes...
There were some scattered ones, and they were posted directly at the gate of the Hubu Yamen, causing those who were still watching to almost curse.
Who are you bluffing? Whose family’s tax balance is so weird!
But Wen Tongxuan really stamped the seal of the Ministry of Revenue on it, so even if it wasn't true, it became true.
The emperor's big sword was staring at him, and many people were already gritting their teeth and bleeding from their hearts, collecting money to send it to the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Of course, these things have nothing to do with Jia Cong, at least not on the surface.
He couldn't rest at all in the past few days. People from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Household took turns looking for him, whether it was about potato cultivation or planting, or about the ceremony on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
In his busy schedule, Jia Cong simply couldn't care about the intensifying turmoil in the capital.
Until the early morning of the fifth day of June, when Mao Shi arrived, a series of carriages came out of Ningrong Street.
Today is a grand ceremony for the country, and it is also a very important event for Ning Rongjia's family. Everyone in the capital from the two houses got on the carriage, mounted their horses, and walked towards the west of the city.
At the same time, Jia Jing and Jia Zheng, as representatives of the Jia family, had been waiting outside the Daxia Gate for a long time, waiting for the Holy Driver to leave the palace.
At about the beginning of the Chen period, the Holy Emperor came to Jiajiazhuangzi in the northwest of the capital, with Shijing Mountain as his back.
"Long live Long live Long live!"
The Second Saint and Prince Liu Hong, who rushed back to the capital, got off the carriage one by one, and were surrounded by royal relatives, military nobles, and civil and military officials to the high platform of the imperial tent set up by the Ministry of Rites.
This was the first time for the farmers in Zhuangzi to see the Holy Face at such a close distance. They were so excited that some even recited their old father and mother who were paralyzed in bed, hoping to get the emperor's aura and get rid of the disease. .
The rituals of the Ministry of Rites were very complicated, including worshiping heaven and ancestors. The three emperors and five emperors accepted the incense sacrifices from the monarchs and ministers of Daxia one by one. After going back and forth for more than an hour, it finally came to an end for the time being.
The emperor nodded to Xia Shouzhong, then saw Xia Shouzhong shake off the dust and shout: "His Majesty the Emperor obeys the will of the saint, the people in the village work hard, assists Jia Cong, the son of Sishui County, in cultivating and cultivating immortal grains, and rewards and commends merit..."
"Long live Long live Long live!"
The atmosphere in Zhuangzi began to rise when the sky-shattering Long Live Mountain shouted. When the emperor waved his long sleeves and shouted the start, the whole Zhuangzi immediately became excited.
"Your Majesty, you use this..."
When the emperor looked at the hoe handed over by Jia Cong, veins popped up on his forehead. As soon as he raised his leg, Jia Cong kicked him in the butt.
"You bastard, whose hoe is made of gold!"
Although the sun is not scorching today, the sunlight shining through the clouds still makes this hoe made of gold almost blind the eyes of officials and villagers.
Jia Cong rubbed his buttocks aggrievedly and said resentfully: "Ask the people in Zhuangzi. In their eyes, the emperor just digs the ground and grows crops with a golden hoe!"
"Hahahahaha..."
The Supreme Emperor, who was being supported by Liu Hong and wandering around the fields, burst out laughing, because what Jia Cong said was the same, and all the farmers nearby had the same view.
And the bold old man added: "When the emperor eats noodles, he must eat several garlic cloves and add several big pieces of fat meat to the noodles!"
The old man smiled happily, and as a son, he couldn't spoil his father's mood. Pick up the golden hoe and dig symbolically.
Jia Cong also picked up the hoe and started digging while humming a tune.
"In the small village
Dig, dig, dig
Grow tiny potatoes
Give birth to a little baby
In the big village
Dig, dig, dig
Plant big potatoes
Give birth to many babies
…”
Um?
Prince Liu Hong on the side asked in confusion: "What does this potato have to do with giving birth to a baby?"
Jia Cong raised his head and looked at the sky forty-five degrees: "Fourth brother, the more potatoes you grow, the bigger the potatoes will be. The more food you can eat to fill your stomachs, the more children you can raise!"
That makes sense!
Liu Hong looked at the potato eggs he dug out and felt that he had endless strength, so he dug even harder.
In less than an hour, news of the good news began to come from everywhere.
"God bless Daxia, and the yield per mu will be thirty-three stones!"
"Your Majesty, I have an output of thirty-six stones per mu!"
"Auspicious, auspicious, the yield here has reached thirty-eight shi per mu!"
The emperor's golden hoe indeed has its own magical power, and the yield of potatoes dug out per mu is the highest in the entire Zhuangzi, as high as forty-one stones!
Of course, people from the Ministry of Husbandry and the Ministry of Rites would never say that this piece of land is the best growing and most meticulously cared for in Zhuangzi.
The village was boiling with excitement, and all the officials and common people began to cheer.
At this time, everyone has no distinction between superior and inferior factions, and there is no intention of intrigue. Because there has never been such a high yield of food in this land, this means that their generation will go down in history.
It relieves the hunger of all the people and brings benefit to the people, and the merits are immeasurable.
Liu Heng held a big piece of potato and presented it to the Supreme Emperor respectfully.
"Father, God has given us auspiciousness, and our people in Daxia are no longer afraid of going hungry!"
…
Crackling, crackling~
Boom, boom, boom~
People in this land like to set off firecrackers during happy events, and today's firecrackers were particularly earth-shattering.
Someone from the Ministry of Rites actually borrowed nine cannons from the Governor's Mansion.
Amidst the crackling firecrackers, nine cannons fired in unison.
The emperor held a tray covered with yellow cloth in his hand. On the tray was a piece of potato still covered with soil. He slowly walked up to the high platform for offering sacrifices to the sky that had been built by the Ministry of Ceremonies, knelt down and turned to the sky, and personally chanted the sacrificial inscriptions.
"On the fifth day of the sixth month of the sixth year of Wei Yuanyou, Emperor Liu Heng of the Great Xia Dynasty made a speech to the Empress Dowager: Wei will inherit the heaven and protect the people; he will inherit it from generation to generation and will rely on it forever. Before the end of the ceremony, Fu Ke bowed To offer sacrifices, present the silk sacrifices respectfully, and report to the palace, especially offering food for all peoples to the ancestors and sages... for your enjoyment!"
All the officials, family members, and common people on the left and right knelt down, kowtowed, and shouted long live.
The emperor dedicated the potatoes to the ancestors of heaven and earth. He stood up and waved his sleeves: "Pingshen! Where is Jia Cong?"
"I'm here!"
Jia Cong slowly walked out of the queue, and all the officials looked at Jia Jiazi who bowed down with envy.
The reward is finally coming. This is the third major event today after the harvest and offering sacrifices to heaven.
No matter how the emperor would reward Jia's son, this son was destined to become the most dazzling star of the Great Xia Dynasty.
"Jia Cong of the Rongguo Prefecture offered high-yielding grains to alleviate the suffering of the hungry people and consolidate the country... He was conferred the title of Fengtian Yiyun Tuicheng Yongfeng County Bodhisattva, and was granted hereditary power. His ancestral home, Jiangning, was renamed Yongfeng. Engraving a monument and setting up a biography to show his merits!"
"The former Duke of Rong, Jia Daishan, was granted the title of Prince of Rongjun. He was enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple and enjoyed eternal incense. Mrs. Shi of Rongguo, Yi Fan Chuifang, named her Princess of Rongjun..."
"Cong's legitimate mother, the Xing family, gave her the title of Madam Rongguo. Her biological mother, the Zheng family, posthumously granted her the title of the Lady of Yongfeng County. The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry carved a seal script to commemorate her virtues and merits."
Lin Linzong made a series of posthumous awards. Not only did the late Jia Daishan of Rongguo become king after his death and enshrined in the Ancestral Temple, he also bestowed favors on the old lady of Rongguo Mansion, Jia Cong's aunt and biological mother, and even gave the golden hoe to the old lady of Rongguo Mansion. He killed Jia Cong and made him remember his past aspirations and dig and dig for the country!
What to dig? Of course, we should cultivate the land well and present more new grain seeds to the emperor.
Hereditary county uncle, this is a reward that the emperor has carefully considered and discussed with the Supreme Emperor several times.
It is said that Jia Cong's cultivation and planting of potatoes and other astonishing things have increased the Liu family's national fortune by at least 30%, and it is enough to be crowned king.
But the emperor has a psychological shadow on the matter of granting a king with a different surname, and Jia Cong is too young. If he is granted the title of king today, what should he do if he makes a new contribution tomorrow?
Finally, after thinking about it over and over again, the Supreme Emperor thought of his brother Jia Daishan...
At the founding of the People's Republic of China, Duke Ning Rong's original contribution was higher than that of the four kings with different surnames. However, because of their loyalty to the royal family, the two of them asked to be demoted, and it was only then that the first of the military honors was granted the title of Duke.
Now even if the Jia family is a prince!
The old lady was stunned by the imperial concubine's decree falling from the sky. Mrs. Xing also looked similar. Yingchun Daiyu and others on both sides reminded her again and again, leading a large family to come forward and pay their respects. Thank you.
For a time, the glory of the Ning and Rong mansions was even greater than before. The eyes of the officials who were watching turned green with envy. Many ladies wanted to snatch Jia Cong home and stuff it into their stomachs to give him a new life.
After the awards, today's ceremony is not over yet.
Xia Shouzhong was ordered to announce three decrees: first, the emperor ordered Prince Liu Hong to worship the Yellow Emperor's mausoleum on behalf of heaven; second, it was auspicious and the whole world was celebrating, and the country's summer and autumn field taxes were specially exempted; third, the world was amnesty, and the evildoers were eliminated and their crimes were pardoned. , to show the favor of the emperor.
People from the Ministry of Household Affairs sent a large amount of money, cloth, silk, grain, vegetables and meat to the households in Jia's village. Several old farmers who were good at farming in the village were given official status by the emperor and were enshrined in the household department.
After the commotion subsided, the officials who followed the emperor back to the capital suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the imperial edict given to Jia Cong.
Is the uncle of Fengtian Yiyun Tuicheng Yongfeng County a military minister of Xuanli or a civil servant of Shouzheng? Did the emperor make a mistake in talking nonsense?
…
The Ministry of Rites had already prepared a banquet and placed it directly in the Zhuangzi. After the banquet for the ministers, the emperor returned to the capital, but the Jia family did not leave.
After Master Jing took everyone in the Jia family to see off the holy chariot, he took Jia Cong and walked slowly in the village.
"But do you think the reward His Majesty gave you has any special meaning?"
Jia Cong nodded: "Your Majesty did not say whether my nephew is a military official of Xuanli or a civil servant of Shouzheng. He wants his nephew to take the path of both civil and military advancement."
"Yes or no, your future path depends on what His Majesty wants you to do."
Listening to the laughter in the village, Mr. Jing could not help but smile.
"Our Majesty takes one step at a time and sees three steps. Every word is full of profound meaning. If you are given a civil servant to keep upright in the future, you will be an important minister in the Taiwan Pavilion. But he renamed the ancestral land of Jiangning to Yongfeng, although he did not grant him a city. Yongfeng has made his attitude clear. If another Xuanli military minister is given, then our Jia family may have to guard Jiangnan for the royal family."
The Jia family's village is very large, with small courtyards neatly arranged around the courtyard.
Jia Cong grinned as he looked at the smoke rising from every house and the aroma of meat filling the village.
"No matter whether he is civilized or military in the future, my nephew will be able to reach the top of the civil service. Our family has a hereditary and irreplaceable title, and it is such a special and extremely meritorious service. As long as we don't openly rebel, it will really be against the country. Divorced together."
He pointed at the wisps of smoke and said with great pride: "Uncle, look, just like today, in the future the people of Daxia will fill their stomachs with the high yield of potatoes. Who wouldn't miss the good things our family has done? Why would Your Majesty give this gift to your nephew?" The hereditary and irreplaceable title is an attempt to completely tie our family to the royal family!"
Monthly ticket recommendation ticket
I ran a long way and got home late today. The update is a bit late, sorry.
(End of chapter)
