Jia Cong's draft treaty can be seen to be absolutely fair and just, and no one can find any fault with it. It can definitely deceive those red-haired, yellow-haired, and blue-haired Yi people.
But one thing is just as he said to the prince Liu Hong, Daxia's chicken size, population, goods types and quality are displayed here. Xiyi only saw the huge market, but did not consider their things. Can it be sold?
Maybe he can make some money at the beginning, but once the novelty wears off, and there is no patent protection now, it won’t be long before the local craftsmen in Daxia can successfully copy him one to one, and even outperform his previous efforts. Yu Lan.
"In terms of tariffs, let the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Municipal Shipping Department make careful calculations. Food and other things needed by the people can be reduced or even exempted from tariffs. For other luxury goods, five taxes and one tax will be taken first, and the minimum shall not be less than ten taxes and one. I think this is enough The barbarians flocked to him like birds."
Jia Cong paused and shook his head to overturn his thoughts.
He took the drafted treaty back, added a few strokes after the tariff section, and handed it to Nie Chaoyi again.
"It is better for the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Municipal Shipping Department, and the several adults on this voyage to discuss the tariff, and try to formulate a reasonable tax rate based on the principle of low tax on the necessities of the people and high tax on luxury goods."
Nie Chaoyi took the order and retreated. Jia Cong looked out the window at the pair of birds chirping on the treetops. He couldn't help laughing and said to himself: "The foreign devils are plundering gold and silver everywhere, but in the end they have to send the silver to the sky one by one." Coming in the morning? Let me give you some sweetness first."
…
In the great summer, all nations come to congratulate you.
The people in the capital are no longer surprised by Mao Yi in various colors.
Just after the New Year, temple fairs inside and outside the capital began one after another.
These temple fairs, which gathered merchants from all over the world, became an important place for barbarian merchants to sell and sweep goods.
Jia Cong had discussed with the Dragon Guards early, and sent clever people to lead the Yi people to buy the most luxurious, gorgeous, nouveau riche and most useless things.
In particular, the merchants of the Kingdom of France had long been dazzled by the gorgeous costumes of Daxia, and spent a lot of money to pack a whole ship of the most luxurious silks and satins.
Jia Cong could imagine what kind of summer fever this ship of exquisite silk and satin would cause after it appeared in Europa.
Just kidding, this is the Eastern Heaven, where the legendary gods live.
When China and the West officially establish trade links, Su embroidery, Shu brocade, and Jingdezhen porcelain will surely monopolize the entire Western aristocratic circle.
Under Jia Cong's guidance, Nie Chaoyi was able to handle the circle of Yi envoys.
On February 2, the dragon raises its head.
Early in the morning, Ningrong Street was once again blocked by carriages.
The eldest daughter of Duke Rongguo, Jia Yingchun, got her hair today.
Including Lin Ruhai, the entire Ningrong Jia family in court took leave from the Yamen in advance and stayed at home to watch the ceremony.
"Book of Rites Nei Principles" records: "In ten years and five years, hairpins will be removed."
There is also a system in "Yi Li Shihun Li": when a woman is promised to marry, she has her hair tied and her hair tied, and she is given a title.
It's the fifteenth year of the Spring Festival, and today I have haircut, and I will get married in the future. Liu Xianglian pulled a large cart of gifts at dawn and guarded the gate of Rongguo Mansion, which was not open.
Jia Cong angrily nudged the future second brother-in-law who kept giggling, and asked in a low voice: "I heard that the Liguo Palace gave you another woman?"
Liu Xianglian's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly covered Jia Cong's mouth and hid aside.
Mr. Pardon, who was chatting with guests not far away, only glanced at it and didn't pay attention.
"You have to believe me, I didn't do anything to disgrace my second sister. Really!"
Liu Xianglian almost swore that what he said was true. He didn't even look at those women. He had his servants drag them out of the house and throw them back to Duke Li Guo's mansion.
Jia Cong curled his lips and said, "It's not a matter of whether I believe you or not, Brother Liu. Duke Li Guo's office is spreading propaganda all over the capital. As the patriarch of the Liu family and the uncle of Brother Liu, Liu Fang is worried about your heirs. I have chosen a concubine and roommate for you."
hiss!
At this moment, Liu Xianglian really wanted to pull out his Yuanyang Sword and slash from the front door to the back door of Duke Li Guo's Mansion.
"It's all up to me. I should have sorted out the affairs of Duke Li Guo's Mansion before."
It's easy to say it. Liu Xianglian himself also knows that as a member of the Liguo Palace, the relationship with the Liu family's relatives cannot be broken off at his own will.
Prince Zhongshun and Ning Rongjia's family could help him block the pressure from Duke Li's palace, but they could not take charge of the Liu family's internal affairs for the Liu family.
In the final analysis, he has to rely on himself.
Jia Cong spoke again: "I don't know if this is Liu Fang's show of goodwill or just a disgusting person. Brother Liu needs to deal with this matter early. To be honest, this move of Duke Li Guo's Mansion has indeed occupied the great righteousness." …”
"Why would Liu Fang show kindness to me? I guess in his eyes, my nephew, a concubine, is the main reason why he was reprimanded by His Majesty."
Liu Xianglian sneered: "That's all he's worth, so he can only use this kind of dirty deeds to scheme against people."
"Brother Liu, please don't underestimate this kind of harm. If Liu Fang's wife acts like an elder and inserts women into your backyard every now and then, it would be disgusting enough. I don't want my second sister to have to do this after she marries you. What kind of drama is this about palace fighting and house fighting?"
Jia Cong is extremely disgusted with this. The second sister has the gentlest and gentlest temperament among the four springs. If she is asked to go to the palace or marry into a deep house, and play house fighting with any concubine, she will definitely not survive more than three chapters...
Liu Xianglian let out a dull sigh, then touched her waist with her left hand but found nothing.
Today I came to attend my fiancée’s haircut ceremony, but I didn’t bring my Yuanyang sword.
Jia Cong saw that the future second brother-in-law had murderous intentions, and hurriedly persuaded him in a low voice: "I am telling the second brother-in-law this, not because I want to ask the second brother-in-law to kill people. I don't want the second sister to become a watchman before she gets married. I am a widow. It is said that the second brother-in-law is also the grandson of Mr. Liu, and the title of Duke Li does not necessarily have to be passed down to Liu Fang’s branch, right~"
…
As a gift to welcome the spring haircut, all the civil and military officials in the capital were invited, and even the palace gave congratulatory gifts.
The guest of honor is Empress Cui of Prince Zhongshun, and the Jia family also invited Baochai to be today's congratulator.
At 2:00 p.m., the Pardon Master, wearing the royal regalia, stood with Mrs. Xing on the east steps of Rongxi Hall, waiting for the guests.
To welcome the Spring Festival, people have changed into clothes and shoes, and sit in the warm pavilion to wait. Mats and futons have been laid out in the main hall, and ritual utensils such as wine glasses, rice, and trays have been prepared. The music of beads falling on jade plates has already been played.
The main guest, Princess Cui, arrived, and Jia She and his wife came forward to greet them. They bowed to each other and then entered the room. The guest of honor sat at the guest of honor seat, and the guests sat at the viewing seat.
When everyone was seated, Mr. Pardon took a step forward, bowed his hands to the guests and bowed: "Today, my little girl is fifteen years old, so I will give you a hairpin ceremony. Thank you very much for your relatives and friends for coming to watch the ceremony... Second girl, why don't you hurry up and come out to pay homage to all your relatives, guests and friends?" ?”
Wearing clothes and shoes to welcome the spring, with her hair in a bun, she came forward and bowed down to the guests watching the ceremony.
"Jia Yue pays homage to all the relatives, guests and friends!"
Then she faced the west and knelt down on the hairpin chair.
After Baochai washed her hands, she combed her hair to welcome the spring. After the guest of honor, Princess Cui, stood up, Mr. Pardon and Mrs. Xing stood up to accompany her, washed their hands and wiped them dry at the foot of the east steps. After bowing to each other, the guest of honor and the host returned to their respective seats.
At this time, Yingchun turned to sit upright in the east, and a minister presented her with a ropa and a hairpin. Princess Cui walked up to Yingchun and loudly recited a congratulatory message: "On the auspicious day of the month, you will start to wear yuan clothes. Abandon your young ambitions and follow them to become virtuous." . Shou Kao Wei Qi, Jie Er Jing Fu."
After the congratulatory speech, Princess Cui knelt down to comb her hair and add hairpins to welcome the spring, then stood up and returned to her original position.
Baochai straightened her hair in a symbolic way to welcome the spring. Then she stood up and the guests all bowed to greet the spring and congratulated her.
Then Baochai saw Yingchun walking back to the Nuan Pavilion. Baochai took the clothes from Yousi and went to the room to change into a plain skirt that matched the hairpins on her head.
When the Spring Festival comes out again, the original clothes and shoes have been replaced by simple and elegant skirts.
She bowed to Master Pardon and Mrs. Xing, who were sitting in the throne, to express her gratitude for her parents' upbringing. This was a bow.
Then he sat facing east, and Princess Cui once again chanted the congratulatory message loudly: "On the day of the auspicious month, it is Shen Erfu. Respect you for your majesty, Shu Shen's virtue. May your eyebrows live for thousands of years, and you will always be blessed by Hu."
Baochai removed the hairpin for him, and Princess Cui put the hairpin on the hairpin, then got up and reset...
After welcoming the Spring Festival, he returned to Nuan Pavilion. Baochai helped him get clothes, and went to Nuan Pavilion to change into the dark clothes with deep skirts that matched the hairpin on his head.
After Yingchun came out in dark clothes to show off to the guests, he bowed to Princess Cui, the guest of honor today, to show respect for his teachers and seniors. This is the second bow.
"With the correctness of the year and the order of the moon, Xian Jia will obey. Brothers are here to achieve great virtue. Huang Zang has no boundaries and is celebrated by heaven."
The eulogy was sung again, Baochai took off her hairpin to welcome the spring, Princess Cui added a hairpin crown to her, then stood up and reset...
In the spring, I returned to Nuange for the third time and changed into a long skirt with long sleeves that matched the hairpin crown on my head.
When she left the room wearing a long-sleeved dress and a hairpin, she showed it to the guests again. Then, facing the portrait of Saint Confucius, he bowed to show the inheritance of the ritual. This is the third bow.
The three plus three prayers are complicated but extremely sacred. Whether it is Yingchun himself or the guests who come to watch the ceremony, they are all solemn and respectful. This is the solemnity of the ceremony that has been passed down for thousands of years.
By the time the hairdressing ceremony decorations were removed, the wine banquet had been set up on the west side, and Princess Cui invited her to welcome the spring to the banquet.
The congratulatory message said: "The sweet wine is thick and sweet, and I recommend it to you. Worship and sacrifice it to determine your good fortune. I will bear the end of heaven and never forget the test of longevity."
They bowed to greet the spring, received the wine, and Princess Cui paid her respects in return.
I saw Yingchun kneeling and spilling some wine on the ground as a sacrificial wine, then holding the wine and symbolically touching his lips, and then placing the wine on a table. Someone served the rice. After Yingchun took it, he symbolically ate a little...
After the funeral ceremony was over, Princess Cui stood up again and came down to face the east. Jia She stood up and came down to face the west.
He just listened to the congratulatory speech and said: "The etiquette is ready, and the month and day are auspicious, and the word "Yu" is announced. The word "Yuan" is Kongjia, which is suitable for fashionable people. It is suitable for falsehood, and it will be protected forever. It is called Jiao Jiaofu."
Yingchun replied: "Although Yue is not sensitive, I dare not stay up all night to serve you."
After thanking Princess Cui for choosing the name for him, he knelt in front of Jia She and Mrs. Xing in the spring.
Today's Grand Pardon Master was also moved. Looking at the gentle and dignified girl in front of him, he felt a little dry in his throat.
After a long time, Jia She finally spoke up and said: "When my son grows up, he should be filial to his relatives and kind to his successors. He should be gentle, upright and obedient, respectful, thrifty and courteous. He should neither be overbearing nor arrogant, nor scold nor bully. This is the ancient saying. , you should keep it."
In the spring, he knelt down to worship his kindness and said softly: "Although my son is not sensitive, I dare not not accept it!"
…
She has long hair with a hairpin, which is carefully combed into a beautiful bun and the hairpin is solemnly put on.
In Jia Cong's view, the gift of hair extensions to welcome the Spring Festival seems to be the beginning of Ningrong's family's formal farewell to the past.
At the banquet, Jia Cong relaxed his mind for the first time and drank with the guests.
But his drinking capacity was really not that good, and he soon fell asleep on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Daiyu led the two maids, took off Jia Cong's coat, wiped his hands and face, and stuffed him into bed.
"Go and make some sobering soup. He will probably wake up complaining of a headache soon..."
Zicuckoo accepted the promise and retreated. Xueyan also added charcoal to the furnace, quietly exited the inner hall, and closed the door.
At this time, Jia Cong had already fallen asleep, frowning, and shouted vaguely, "Second Sister, don't cry."
Daiyu was stunned when she heard the sound, and then reached out to rub away Jia Cong's frown. However, Jia Cong's dream was not a good one, and his brows quickly furrowed again.
"Zhongshan Wolf, you dare!"
Bang!
Jia Cong suddenly kicked out with his eyes closed, kicked the quilt covering him away, and smashed it hard with both hands, almost hitting Daiyu who was standing aside.
At this time, Daiyu was thinking about the name Zhongshan Wolf, and was startled by Jia Cong's sudden action.
Perhaps it was because of pain in his hands and feet that Jia Cong, who had been sleeping drunkenly, suddenly opened his eyes. The fierceness and anger in his eyes were like sharp swords. Even Daiyu was a little scared when he saw it.
"Brother Cong, what's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?"
She opened Jia Cong's clenched right hand and held it tightly.
Daiyu and Wuyin asked softly, which made Jia Cong wake up from his dazed state. Looking at the familiar bed tent furnishings and the fragrance coming from his nose, most of the tension in his mind and the anger in his chest finally dissipated.
Yes, today is the wedding ceremony for the second sister, and soon she will marry her husband, Liu Xianglian.
That Zhongshan wolf grandson Shaozu had his house confiscated and beheaded a long time ago, and has been sent to the eighteenth level of hell.
"I had a dream, but it also solved my worries."
Seeing the worry on Daiyu's face, Jia Cong thought for a while and said, "Didn't the world say that I was born with Su Hui? I once saw the future in my dream. My second sister and the hairpin queen did not marry well and were killed by my husband's family. Harsh treatment leads to death..."
ah?
Daiyu couldn't help but exclaimed.
Jia Cong was full of sighs and thought quietly: "My son is a wolf in Zhongshan, and he will be rampant when he succeeds. The golden boudoir and willow quality will go to Huangliang in one year."
"Are you talking about the second sister? Who is that Zhongshan Wolf?"
Daiyu believed that Jia Cong would not lie to her, and she was very concerned about such mysterious things as fate, having had personal experience with them.
Just listen to Jia Cong explain: "Zhongshan Wolf is dead. He was Sun Shaozu who came to the mansion intentionally to propose marriage and wanted to join the Jia family."
Pooh!
It turns out to be this piece of shit!
Daiyu still remembers that when Sun Shaozu failed to propose marriage, he actually thought of ways to ruin the reputation of his second sister Yingchun, and even tried to take advantage of his fourth sister Xichun.
Fortunately, this bitch was caught by the Long Guards and sent to prison. Later, it was found out that this person was involved in serious crimes such as colluding with other places, leaking military aircraft, slandering the royal relatives, etc. His home was ransacked and beheaded.
Daiyu breathed a long sigh of relief and comforted Jia Cong softly.
"A dream is just a dream after all, so don't worry too much..."
Suddenly, she changed the topic, tilted her head and asked, "What about me? What will happen to me in the future you saw in your dream?"
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I’ll stop here today and continue tomorrow. Good night!
(End of chapter)
