To the east of the courtyard is the Jia Family Zhongyi Temple.
Since the completion of the Zhongyi Temple, this place has become a holy place for the servants of the two mansions. Everyone summoned here by Jia Lian, whether they have contributed to the Jia mansion or not, will spontaneously feel a sense of solemnity.
Even the most carefree person in the house on weekdays dare not stop being careless when he comes here.
Today, most of the people who were summoned here were elderly people from the two mansions. Many of them had even faded out of the sight of the masters of the two mansions. They who rarely came here could not contain their excitement and nervousness.
Suddenly, when the chief steward Lin Zhixiao came in, everyone started asking questions. When they heard that Jia Lian had summoned him, one of them, a rugged old man in his seventies who needed the help of his grandson to stand up, couldn't help but say:
"Since the old master passed away, he has not been seen in the house for more than ten years. It is difficult for the second master Lian to still remember me. Now that the second master is engaged in martial arts, it seems that the family will return to the way it was when the old master was there. Rongguang, I am really happy for our Jia family and the second master from the bottom of my heart.
It's a pity that I can't help the second master with my old bones. "
As he spoke, the old man looked at the spiritual tablets placed high behind him. Most of the names written on it were simple or even vulgar. Chu Dazhuang, Jia San, Wang Laoyao, he basically knew the characters represented by these names.
He also wanted to put his name on it, but he didn't know whether he was qualified to put his name on it in Jia Lian's mind based on his past achievements.
People say that after Jiao Da dies, he will definitely be able to put it on the table for the old guy to get. He is very impressive when he sees everyone, and he is not as prone to swearing as before.
The old man felt regretful and uneasy, but when Lin Zhixiao heard this, he quickly held his other arm and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, you are so humble. I think you are in good health. Besides, who said you can't help the second master? The opportunity has come now..."
"really?!"
Lin Zhixiao ignored the pain in his hand that was grabbed by the old man and said with a bright smile: "How dare I hide this from you, junior."
Lin Zhixiao waved his hand, faced everyone in the hall, and said loudly in a calm and slightly excited voice: "Our second master, thanks to the love of the saint, was sent to Tianjin to build a seaport and supervise the construction of sea ships. We need to start from A group of people are selected from the clan to be at your disposal.
Most of you have done these things with several princes in Lianghuai and other places, so the second prince ordered me to summon you here.
The second master said that this trip is entirely voluntary. If you are willing to go, you can just take the initiative to sign up when the second master comes over later. If you don't want to go, the second master will not force you. "
After Lin Zhixiao finished speaking, the venue exploded. Many people have reacted. No wonder most of the people here today were the same people who worked together back then.
"Go, you can be at the mercy of the Second Master. It's such a great opportunity, you'd be a fool not to go!"
"That's right, the errand that the saint personally entrusted to the second master, how can we take it easy? Maybe after this trip, after we die, we can go up here and sit down. That would be a great honor for our ancestors..."
"I'm going to go too!!"
The old man who just now reacted a little slower. Seeing that everyone in the venue expressed their intention to go, his face turned red with anxiety and he stamped his feet and shouted.
The crowd cheered: "Uncle Zhao, don't rob us of your old bones. You should give the younger generation a chance."
"Fuck you, even though I'm seventy, I can still eat three kilograms of rice and five kilograms of meat per meal... Let's not care about those vain things. Let's just say that in terms of the accomplishments of building sea ships, who among you can do it? If he is better than me, I will give him this opportunity!"
Everyone was speechless, shaking their heads and laughing: "Careful, your old man and his family went up here to sit before they arrived at Tianjin Guard."
Everyone's words made Old Zhao feel quite happy. It seems that many people still think that his spiritual tablets can also go up. However, although the second master did not say it clearly, there are actually rankings on the Zhongyi Temple, and they are not based on seniority, but on seniority. It is simply ranking based on merit.
Therefore, he not only needs to go up, but also needs to go a little further ahead. He felt that the chance to encounter this thing before he died was an opportunity given by God, so he had to seize it even if he risked his life.
Just as he was arguing with everyone, he heard word that Jia Lian had arrived. Old Zhao, no matter how polite he was to the younger generation at this time, rushed to Jia Lian, bowed his head, and said: "Old slave Zhao, Zhao..."
Maybe it’s because I’m old, maybe I’m too excited, and I can’t even tell my name smoothly. Fortunately, the second master was indeed as tolerant to his servants as rumored. Not only was he not angry when he saw him like this, he bent down and helped him up with one hand, and said with a smile: "Zhao Xiuyuan, right?"
"Yes, it's the old slave..."
Old Man Zhao became more and more excited, and after finally taking a breath, he couldn't help but choked up and said: "I didn't expect that the second master could still remember the old slave's nickname."
"I have said long ago that I, Jia Lian, will remember all those who have made meritorious deeds for my Jia Mansion. Not only will I remember them in my heart, but in the future, I will also have them engraved in the Zhongyi Temple of my Jia Mansion for future generations to visit. .
Besides, your name is not a cheap one. I heard people say that the word "cultivation" came from the mouth of the old man, right? "
"Yes, yes, it's a bad name... No, the old slave's name is the one given by the Duke. The old slave is confused and has offended the Duke. Please punish me!"
Zhao Xiuyuan was filled with regret and wanted to kneel down to plead guilty. Jia Lian gave Lin Zhixiao and his grandson a look, asking them to help him. Then he passed him and slowly came to the top of the ancestral hall. He turned to face everyone: "Steward Lin should have told you about this matter. I will only say a few words." , this trip to Tianjin Wei will definitely take a long time, and everything will be simple. Those who are willing to go, after the meeting is over, ask Butler Lin to sign up.
Now, please report to me one by one your duties, experiences, and major achievements under the old master. Don't hide it, and don't make it up. Violators will be severely punished. "
"yes!!"
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The preparation work is always tedious and energy-consuming.
After meeting the slaves, Jia Lianshang could not rest, but returned to the study.
"Master Hou."
Hu Yuanyao, who was wearing a palace dress and dressed slightly differently from the women of the Jia family, came over holding a stack of files.
"Your Majesty, I have roughly selected the files that I sent before. These are the things that the Marquis should first understand, including the size of the Tianjin Guards Navy, its establishment history, and the names and resumes of the officials above and below. wait."
"Well, put it here."
At noon, Jia Lian went to the Ministry of War and transferred a piece of information about the Tianjin Guard Navy from his second uncle. Unexpectedly, the Ministry of War sent it to him in the afternoon.
Picking up a copy at random to observe, he noticed Su's gentle hands on his shoulders. Jia Lian didn't care and just quietly changed to a more powerful position.
Although the Tianjin Guards Navy is not large in scale, it has dozens of officials, and it is quite boring to read through the resumes of these people.
Perhaps sensing Jia Lian's distress, the beauty behind her suddenly said: "I don't dare to deceive the Marquis. I have read all of this file before. If the Marquis can trust me, let me tell it to the Marquis." Mr. Hou is just recuperating..."
When Jia Lian heard this, he immediately became more energetic and looked back at the beauty. But I saw that the beauty looked a little uneasy.
"Okay." Jia Lian smiled slightly, took the beauty's bare hand with his backhand, and with her puzzled but extremely submissive attitude, he pulled her to the desk, then gently held her waist and held her in his arms.
Hu Yuanyao's spirit became tense. As the maid given to Jia Lian by Princess Zhaoyang, she has long been prepared to become Jia Lian's woman.
However, Jia Lian didn't know whether he disliked her appearance or had some grudge against her identity, so he never used her, even under the hint of Princess Zhaoyang.
Unexpectedly, Jin Er would make such an intimate move towards her.
He turned around and took a sneak look at Jia Lian, only to find that Jia Lian was actually leaning on the Taishi chair, closing his eyes and falling asleep. Even with a slightly tired look on his face, he looked so heroic and full of soul-stirring magic power.
Feeling her soft body being held tightly in his arms, Hu Yuanyao felt infinite joy in her heart. She knew that her silent efforts to please her had finally paid off, so she suppressed her excitement and joy and spent all her energy. After several hours of compiling the information, he whispered it in Jia Lian's ear.
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