Qiao Yingjia was silent.
Sun Juxiang also frowned, "Rujun, is it possible that there is still a rift between the two of you?"
Qiao Yingjia shook his head, "I can't say I'm upset. I just feel that Ziying has changed a lot in the past two years, or has grown too fast, beyond our imagination. Jun Yu is following him wholeheartedly now, and Pan Ruzhen and Fu Shi are also following him. That’s all, but Geng Ruqi, a man of integrity, actually unswervingly came together with him, which is a bit emotional.”
Both Han Xu and Sun Juxiang understood the meaning of Qiao Yingjia's words.
As the leaders of the northern scholars, Pan Ruzhen and Fu Shi were not northern scholars but Jiangnan scholars. They had no friendship with Qiao Yingjia. It was normal that they would not follow Qiao Yingjia's opinions and attitudes, but Lian Guoshi and Geng Ruqi were real Northerners. As a local scholar, Qiao Yingjia was not sure that the two of them would obey him, but Feng Ziying convinced the two of them, which was a bit unpleasant.
Han Xu smacked his lips, "Ziying has grown very fast in the past few years. I don't know if you have noticed. Many people used to think that Ziying was good at fighting, skilled in military affairs, and knew soldiers well. There is nothing to say about this, but what I want to say is Ziying was better at economics. During his tenure in Yongping Mansion and Shuntian Mansion, although he was the same magistrate and Prime Minister, he actually did a lot of work as a general judge. Businessmen from Shanxi and Shaanxi praised him, and the opening of sea and port construction also made him famous. The northern sea trade has also prospered rapidly, coupled with the rapid rise of iron smelting, coal mining, cement, and military industries, it is no wonder that businessmen from Shanxi and Shaanxi have good things to say about him, and even those in the south of the Yangtze River are also affected..."
Both Qiao Yingjia and Sun Juxiang knew this.
Han Xu didn't say anything about the Yangzhou Stock Exchange, which directly "captured" the salt merchants from the north and south who gathered in Yangzhou. The huge funds finally no longer need to be left to mold in the cellar, nor do they need to be deposited in the bank. Instead of earning that little interest, enter the stock market, which can not only add value, but also be liquidated at any time, making the salt merchants smile.
"This is probably Ziying's confidence." Sun Juxiang also interjected, "What he has done over the years has basically been along the path of developing industry, commerce and maritime trade. Later, he tried his best to promote new crops, which has been very important to our north. The influence of the land is indeed great, but our sensitivity in this regard is a bit different, and to be honest, our age is also a bit different when it comes to doing this kind of practice."
Qiao Yingjia sighed, "Given time, Ziying's future is indeed unlimited, but this time, I have to have a good talk with him. I know Liuji is trying his best to win him over, and Dongxian is the same, but this time he must stand firm. , after all, he is from our northern scholar family, so his butt cannot be crooked."
Han Xu and Sun Juxiang exchanged glances, "Rujun, if we are determined to fight this time, in addition to Ziying, I'm afraid we also have to sort out our own internal affairs. Some people also have some opinions about us, so we have to sort it out." Provide guidance and communication, and communicate some situations early, and don’t wait until the situation comes to a head to worry about it, otherwise it will be too late.”
Qiao Yingjia nodded, "That's why I came to you two. Cao Yubian and Yuan Keli have never been on good terms with me, and there are two or three others who may have some resentment towards me because of some things, but I want to ask you two and Ziqiang, Youfu helps to persuade and persuade, taking into account the overall situation,..."
Han Xu and Sun Juxiang naturally had nothing to say. This was what they should have done. If they couldn't work together, then the hearts of the Northern scholars would really fall apart. Maybe in ten years Later Feng Ziying will come to carry the banner of the Northland scholars, but now he probably cannot support this situation.
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The end of the second year of Xuanshun seemed a bit gloomy.
Three consecutive days of heavy snow have covered the entire capital city with white snow.
If it had been a few years ago, especially during the Yuanxi and Yonglong years, the streets and alleys and the ruined temples and ancestral halls would have been filled with frozen corpses lying on the road.
The patrol camp, the government officials of Wanping and Daxing counties in Shuntian Prefecture, and the people from various villages had to start clearing away these homeless beggars who had died of the cold.
Every time it snows, no fewer than two to three hundred corpses are sent to the cemetery outside the city. However, this situation gradually decreased during the Wantong period, and even fewer during the Xuanshun period.
During the three consecutive days of heavy snowfall, there were only a dozen or so people, which was 90% less than during the Yonglong years.
Elderly people in the capital will mention this incident every time at this time, thinking that this is probably the biggest change in the capital city.
In fact, it is easy to explain. It turns out that a large number of refugees flow into Beijing every year, ranging from thousands to 10,000 to 70,000 to 80,000. No matter what means the government uses to deport them, there are still tens of thousands of them every year. Eight thousand refugees tried their best to stay in Beijing.
This is also an important factor in the annual population growth in Beijing.
Among them, the old, weak, sick, disabled, women and children who have no way to make a living will inevitably become beggars.
When it comes to this mid-winter season, a few heavy snowfalls can eliminate many weak people who can't stand it. The carriages pulling to the cemetery outside the city are filled with frozen corpses that fall into the eyes all the way through the streets and alleys. This is something common people in Beijing are used to seeing.
"Reading forbidden books on a snowy night, one dreams of Gaotang in the rain. In fact, it might be reversed, reading banned books on a snowy night, dreaming of Gaotang on a snowy night." Feng Ziying reluctantly climbed down from the delicate and plump body under her, and then immediately It fell into another pink limb and snowy butt next to it.
Scraping the bones and sucking out the marrow, Feng Ziying secretly recited the heart-clearing mantra in her heart. If she continued like this, she might really not be able to get up.
The occasional absurdity is often the most exciting and unforgettable thing. A dignified and steady person like Baochai would never share a husband with another woman, even his most considerate maid. , also doesn’t work.
However, last night, during the snowy night, Feng Ziying was full of poetic passion and recited many lines of poems, causing Baochai and Xiangling Ying'er to have a passionate feast. In the end, thanks to the drunkenness, Feng Ziying got his daughter. During a deep sleep, it is natural that you and I will be around each other, and we will give each other away as much as we want.
Baochai is such a good-tempered person. Although she is a little indulgent after being drunk, she is still shy when she wakes up in the morning.
Fortunately, both Ying'er and Xiangling were extremely caring people. Even though Baochai secretly muttered in her heart that she would never do this again in the future, she thought about the scene where her husband was so fierce in the bed last night. Still secretly frightened.
To be honest, as Feng Ziying stayed in Beijing in the past few years and no longer traveled around, the women gradually settled down. There were a large number of people living in Sanjue Street, which was the former Rongning Street. After Ning's second mansion was opened, Feng's house settled down.
Even Busia Mara and Zhezhe have their own small courtyard in Feng's house, but Busia Mara, who has always been unsettled, still wants to run around outside and often travels between Tianjin and the capital. Occasionally, I would go back to Liaodong with Zhezhe, and even go to Yangzhou.
Feng Ziying entered the cabinet and became the youngest cabinet minister in the dynasty, which also plunged the entire Feng family into a climax of excitement and ecstasy.
For cabinet ministers under the age of thirty, it can be said that it is almost certain that they will serve as the chief minister in the future. The suspense is only whether they can become the chief minister at the age of thirty-five or forty.
But what followed was more arduous official work, and I couldn't go home until dark almost every day. At night, there were countless endless messages sent to the concierge, waiting to be received.
Even if it is a day off, there is still no peace.
There was an endless stream of people from the court, from the local government, from the military, as well as from gentry and merchants, as well as students from academies and two military academies.
Just arranging a meeting with the concierge would take several days.
There are countless temporary emergency receptions.
Every time the arrangement is disrupted, time will move forward, and the time to return to the backyard to rest will be postponed.
Even though the morning exercise was not missed, but the time was lacking, Master Zhang's prescriptions changed from being given by Feng Ziying occasionally to being personally taken care of by the doctor in the third room of the back house, and were prepared in an orderly manner, but the energy level still felt less than ten. When I was seven or eight years old, when I thought about women so much, I became anxious and only thought about sex.
Feng Ziying has always felt that she has the aura of a time traveler, and Master Zhang, the living Hua Tuo, helps her to adjust her body. No matter how many women there are, she can withstand it, but the reality tells him that there is no such thing as a diamond with iron in the world. Sun Wukong's golden cudgel is like this If you want the rain and dew to spread evenly and everyone is satisfied, you have to grind it into a needle.
How to make reasonable adjustments has become a "big worry". People who are thirty years old may still be able to make ends meet, but if they wait a few years and reach forty, they may really have more than enough to do and not enough to do so. No wonder Emperor Yonglong had to shy away from such stunning beauties as Mei Yuexi and Guo Qinjun, and was not tempted by women like Yuan Chun and Zhou Wu Zheng, who were all selected from thousands of people. They were really bone-scraping steel knives. .
"Ms. sir, it's time to get up. It's not night, it's daylight. Didn't you tell me that there are important guests coming today?"
Baochai covered her chest with a brocade quilt, and looked at her husband who was still working hard on Ying'er. She also felt a little sad and reminded her in a low voice.
"Well, it's time to get up. Being a cabinet minister is not something people do. It's the end of the year and it's not clear yet." Feng Ziying breathed a sigh of relief.
"Didn't you invite them here, my husband? They have come all the way from the south of the Yangtze River, so my husband should be treated with some courtesy."
Baochai glanced at Ying'er, who was curled up in a ball with her legs in a strange posture. Knowing what this girl was thinking, she simply got up and cleaned up for Feng Ziying.
"Courtesy is natural, but it is also mutual. It is not just me asking for them. Of course, I have to admit that we have cooperated very happily in the past few years, and we each get what we need." Feng Ziying stood in front of the bed, letting Baochai He dressed and washed himself with Xiangling who came in, and said thoughtfully: "They also have their own thoughts and wishes when they come here. Sometimes, people are riding a tiger and it's hard to get off, and they can't retreat."
