Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 150 Go to his mother's prosperous Zhaoyuan...

Land annexation, the law of rise and fall that successive dynasties have always been unable to escape.

There was a heavy snowfall in Gyeonggi, and poor people suffering from hunger and cold sold their sons and daughters and daughters-in-law, and sold their ancestral one-acre three-point land with tears in their eyes. They took a small bowl of blood-stained rice, and finally brought a broken bowl of porridge for disaster relief. Survive in front of the shed.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

Jia Cong, a carnivore, stood in the cold wind and kept staring at the sallow and emaciated victims, as well as the erratic heat in the porridge shed...

"Teacher, is my family going to do this?"

"Ah."

The simple word "um" made Jia Cong panic.

Xu Jin put his big hand on Jia Cong's shoulder, sighed but didn't say anything.The two prefectures of Ningrong and Rong have a large area of ​​land in Gyeonggi, which far exceeds the rewards from the imperial court since the founding of the country.

how come?Is it possible to buy only by one acre?

People are greedy for profit.

"Go into the city, I will take you to another place as a teacher."

Xu Jin patted Jia Cong on the shoulder vigorously, turned around and walked towards the carriage.

Jia Cong watched an old man who had received porridge and rice, tremblingly walked under a thatched hut, and slowly fed the porridge in the bowl to a thin and small baby.

The baby wore several tattered clothes, but was still shivering from the cold.It wasn't until after taking a few sips of the hot rice porridge that he smiled at his grandfather.

That smile hurt Jia Cong's nerves.He wanted to send the brocade fur on his body, but finally held back.

He couldn't help cursing: "Go to his mother's Zhaoyuan prosperity, his mother's country is strong and the people rich, his mother's heaven is on the country..."

The disrespectful words frightened the two dragon guards standing beside Jia Cong. Jia Xi frowned and reminded: "Little San Ye, be careful!"

"What did you say carefully?"

Jia Cong pointed at the poor victims, and angrily said: "Would the civil and military officials in high halls and lavish clothes report this real scene to the sage and His Majesty? They will only use colorful articles to praise the false prosperity. After all, the Son of Heaven The arch is ruled by hundreds of officials and herdsmen. It’s not what they say, the emperor can only hear and see what.”

As he spoke, Jia Cong turned his gaze to the two dragon guards.

With probing eyes in his eyes, he asked in a deep voice: "As His Majesty's eyes and ears, the Dragon Guards have reported this to His Majesty? Don't lie to me, I will go to the palace to ask His Majesty in person."

The two dragon guards looked at each other, but dared not speak for a long time.

The answer is already obvious, they are just pariahs, the dignified Son of Heaven is close to the army, so why would he care about the life and death of pariahs?
snort!
Jia Cong flung his sleeves away, and the sullen look on his face didn't decrease in the slightest after boarding the carriage.

Xu Jin had already anticipated this situation, and said calmly: "The crisis of dynastic change has always sprouted from land annexation. However, this has become the most difficult problem to solve. I have traveled all over the world as a teacher, and I have not thought of a suitable solution so far. There are too many people to offend, but if you are touched, you will immediately be attacked unstoppably. It is not a single person or a group of people, but honorable clansmen, civil and military officials, and even ninety-nine percent of scholars who are almost all over the government and the opposition. !"

"Refugees, people who have no land are called refugees. It's ridiculous! Teacher, don't you just watch the people starve to death and freeze to death? Wait until one day, a spark will ignite a prairie fire. How could the exiles who revolted let go of the former meat-eaters, aren't they afraid?"

Looking at the childish apprentice, Xu Jin smiled wryly and said, "When will we be able to govern the world without scholars? A thousand-year-old family and a century-old dynasty just need to change the emperor."

Bang!
Jia Cong slammed his fist on the carriage, and said unwillingly, "What about the nobles? The nobles were born according to the dynasty, so don't they worry that when the dynasty collapses, they will be buried with them?"

"Xungui can't control the government. It's still the same sentence. When can we govern the world without scholars? My dear disciple, the first lesson I will teach you today is to let you understand one thing. If you don't study for the imperial examination, You will never be able to dominate the world, and you will never be able to display your ambitions."

Xu Jin stared at the young apprentice in front of him with extremely calm eyes, and the words that the saint and his elders had said many times sounded in his mind: Jia Cong of Rongguo Mansion has a tiger in his heart.If it succeeds, it will benefit the world as well, and it will be the blessing of the Great Xia; if it fails, it will cause chaos in the Central Plains and stain all directions.

This little disciple was born in the top rank of the Great Xia, but he has a soft heart and cares about the common people, so he should be the successor of the mantle.

There is a powerful force behind him, which can support his own way, to benefit the world and benefit all people.

crunch...

The prosperity of Wanping County and the huts of refugees outside the city seem to be two different worlds.

The sound of hawking everywhere and the playful laughter of children weaves the gorgeously rhetorical eulogy articles that Jia Cong read in the mansion newspaper.

So unreal!

crunch...

"My lord, the Thousand Layer Building has arrived!"

Xu Jin raised the curtain of the car, and walked out of the car with Jia Cong.

The house number of Qianzhong Building is gorgeous, and the lanterns and red silk hanging on it fully show the magnificence of this restaurant.

Just as Jia Cong followed Xu Jin out of the carriage, a rich middle-aged man greeted him at the door.

"Ah! Master Wenkui is here, and the villain has never greeted him from afar. It's really rude and rude!"

"Shopkeeper Xue is really polite. I came to Wanping on business today, but the gnats in my belly are ready to move, and I want to taste the food of Qianchonglou again. No, I brought my apprentice here to disturb the shopkeeper Xue."

It seems that Xu Jin is familiar with shopkeeper Xue, and while the two exchanged pleasantries, shopkeeper Xue cast his gaze on Jia Cong who was standing aside.

He only took one look at Jia Cong, and then exclaimed, "But the Third Master Cong of Rongguo Mansion?"

Jia Cong's mind was still on the victims outside the city, and he responded perfunctorily: "Yes."

"Oh, what a coincidence, the Patriarch is also upstairs today, and he just mentioned Third Master Cong."

Shopkeeper Xue was full of smiles, and hurriedly welcomed Xu Jin and Jia Cong into the building: "The villain went to the capital to deliver the account books a few years ago, and I saw the third master Cong from afar. He is really Zhilan Yushu, a man of gods..."

"you flatter me."

Jia Cong clapped his hands in response, and as soon as he entered the building, he saw Xue Pan coming down the stairs.

When Xue Pan saw Jia Cong, he immediately wanted to rush over to give him a bear hug, but he immediately saw Xu Jin with the Xiezhi pattern and the crimson official robe beside him.

"Ouch..."

Halfway through the run, Xue Pan, who couldn't brake in time, bumped into a table. If the shopkeeper Xue hadn't stepped forward to help him, he would probably hit his head and bleed.

"My lord Yushi..."

"This is my teacher, Mr. Liuyuan Wenkui, Youqian Du Yushi Qingteng of the Metropolitan Procuratorate!"

After Jia Cong's introduction, Xue Pan became more respectful.

This is not the sour Confucian in Jinling City, he is a real god. It is said that he rushed into the Goryeo Palace with a sword and chopped off the Goryeo Regent, and was sent out of the palace respectfully by the Goryeo monarchs and ministers.

Welcoming the two of them to the private room on the second floor, Xue Pan was so excited that he wanted to worship the gods.

After making tea and pouring water in one go, he asked in a low voice, "Wen Quxing still accepts apprentices? What do you think of me, brother?"

"Young Master Xue is not suitable for the imperial examination."

Xu Jin bluntly refused, but he also pointed out Xue Pan: "I heard that Mr. She let the soldiers of the Rongguo Mansion teach Mr. Xue martial arts. In the future, he will be a general and make great achievements!"

Xue Pan was not depressed because of this, after all, he was just a whim.He said with a silly smile: "My lord said, I really don't like reading. But practicing martial arts is really hard. After I came to the capital, I didn't have a good rest for a few days, and I didn't play in the east and west cities."

"The way to practice martial arts is to practice in summer and winter in winter. If Mr. Xue wants to achieve something, suffering is the only way..."

Xu Jin chatted with Xue Pan for a while, then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Master Xue, I heard that your family is going to buy land in Gyeonggi, how much have you bought now?"

what?
Xue Pan couldn't turn the corner for a while, but the shopkeeper Xue Pan answered for him.

"Back to my lord, according to the idea of ​​the old mistress, the villain was looking for a suitable Zhuangzi many years ago. I originally negotiated two places, but it was delayed due to the snowstorm. A few days ago, many people in the county had difficulty making ends meet. I want to sell the land, but..."

Shopkeeper Xue seemed to have something hard to say halfway through his speech.Taking a sneak peek at Jia Cong, Xue Pan lightly kicked him while hesitating: "Say it!"

"However, there are too many people interested in the upper-middle-class fields in Gyeonggi, and the villains can't afford to provoke them. In the end, they only bought a piece of hilly land, totaling a total of two hundred mu."

Jia Cong frowned and asked, "I can't afford to offend you? Whose family is it?"

Shopkeeper Xue said with a wry smile: "Master Cong, there are the clan, relatives of the Xun family, and Wu of the court... Among them are the stewards of your family!"

"The steward of my house? Who's the name?"

"The son of Chief Steward Lai, the chief steward of your mansion, Lai Shangrong."

At this time Xu Jin interjected: "Talk about the details, how did Lai Shangrong buy the land? How much did he buy? Where are they all?"

Shopkeeper Xue glanced at the censor in surprise, and after Xue Pan nodded, he told what he knew in detail.

It turns out that after the snow disaster in Gyeonggi, many poor people could not survive until the twelfth lunar month. There are people selling land in every prefecture and county in Gyeonggi to survive.

As a confidant of the Xue family, Shopkeeper Xue naturally would not let go of such an opportunity to buy land, and inquired around despite the wind and snow, and he really came across an excellent Zhuangzi.

This village is all poor families, and the only old scholar has not survived the cold winter. After a lot of intimidation and a suitable price, most of the families are willing to sell their land to Xue's family, or even sell themselves into the mansion, in order to survive.

Originally, they had to sign the contract, but Lai Shangrong appeared.In the name of Rongguo Mansion, he forced the households in Wanping County not to sign land deeds, and at less than one-third of the price, he assigned the entire Zhuangzi to his name.

Even the people in the entire Zhuangzi were forcibly turned into tenant servants, and the few families who refused to sell their land disappeared inexplicably in the wind and snow.

However, Hu Youwei, the magistrate of Wanping County, when he learned that the incident was caused by the manager of the Rongguo Mansion, he welcomed Lai Shangrong into the county government office with a lick of his face, and entertained him with good wine and food. It was sold to "Rongguo Mansion" at a low price.

The reason is that Lai Shangrong can say a few good words in front of Mr. She, after all, he has been in Wanping's office for a long time, and he wants to join Jia's family, just like that Jia Hua, soaring into the sky.

When Jia Cong was so angry that he wanted to rush to Lai's house and slaughter Lai Shangrong, Xu Jin said leisurely: "Among those households who disappeared inexplicably, a woman survived, and she 'coincidentally' was rescued by the Prince's Mansion of Beijing County. The occurrence of the secret report to the Dragon Guards."

(End of this chapter)