Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 81 No one in the world can understand Jia 【Subscription】

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, in the land of fireworks, children and daughters are sold here. Needless to say, this middle-aged man is not a good guy at all.

Don't look at Xue Pan as a simple and straightforward person, but he turns his head very quickly when he is shrewd.

If the poor can't survive, parents will often find a good family to entrust their children to, or let their children go to a rich family to be a servant girl, at least they can live in peace.

Putting it at the entrance of the brothel, especially putting the first prostitute, do you even have to think about what will happen in the future?

Xue Pan's eyes narrowed slightly, there were already several people downstairs negotiating with the middle-aged man, the girl curled herself up in fear, looking so pitiful, Xue Pan's heart grew pity.

"Brother Cong, I'll go downstairs..."

"Ok?"

Jia Cong raised his head and asked in confusion, "What's the matter? Brother Xue, don't you want to listen to the music?"

cough cough...

Xue Pan coughed in embarrassment, then smiled shyly: "Someone seems to be selling their daughter downstairs, I'll go and see the excitement..."

"Just to see the excitement?"

Suddenly, Jia Cong's heart was touched, and he walked to the edge of the window and leaned over to take a look, and instantly understood.

"Since that's the case, Brother Xue, let's go and have a look first, it's not suitable for me to leave here for the time being..."

The person he was waiting for was about to arrive, and the dispute downstairs would just help him attract some people's attention.

Jia Cong opened the door of the private room, whispered to Jia Shixi for a while, and watched Xue Pan go downstairs.

Immediately afterwards, Jia Shiyi called in two soldiers, and after a few words of advice, he returned to the private room and reported to Jia Cong: "Little San Ye, everything has been arranged."

"That's fine. After all, it's because of the Xue family's favor, and it's worth paying it back."

Just as he was talking, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Jia Cong and Jia Shishi looked at each other, and both looked at the door of the private room.

A middle-aged man in his early forties walked in, dressed in an ordinary official uniform, smiled at Jia Shishi as soon as he entered the door, and carefully looked at Jia Cong beside him.

"General Wei!"

"Ok?"

Jia Shixi clearly knew the person, but Jia Cong had no impression of him at all.

The general surnamed Wei nodded elegantly, and asked Jia Shixi, "Eleven, why didn't brother Enhou come? Didn't you say he came here in person?"

Jia Shiyi clasped his fists in response and said, "General Huiwei, the general is still in Yangzhou, and there are some trivial matters that need to be dealt with. This time, the commander-in-chief is the son of my general, and His Majesty bestowed on Jia Congcong the third master of the Dragon Guard."

Then he explained to Jia Cong: "Little Sanye, this is General Dingyuan, the commander of Jinling Guard and the commander-in-chief of Wei Gong, the father of Wei Ruolan who had a good relationship with Bao Erye."

Now Jia Cong knew who it was, it turned out to be the head of the Wei family.

He hurriedly bowed and said: "Nephew Jia Cong, meet Uncle Wei!"

"Boy Cong, he has grown so big!"

Wei Song looked at the little fat man in front of him, but he still couldn't associate the chubby Jia Cong with the skinny cat he saw back then.

As he said that, he bent down and picked Jia Cong up and weighed him: "Hey, the little fat man is quite heavy!"

"Uncle, nephew is not fat, but strong!"

Jia Cong is full of resentment, and he doesn't know what's going on. In the past two years, he has gained a lot of weight. Almost every elder who sees him will feel that the chubby Jia Cong is very happy.

Wei Song cheerfully put it down, squeezed the chubby face, took out a stack of banknotes from his purse, and stuffed them into Jia Cong's arms.

"Your father didn't say he wanted you to come here, so I didn't even prepare a meeting gift. You keep these bank notes, and buy any presents you want!"

How arrogant!
Jia Amnesty's brothers and friends are all local tyrants, and the meeting gift turned out to be a dozen 1000 taels of silver notes!
The little fat man would not push back and forth hypocritically, and immediately stuffed the banknote into the front of his chest happily, and bowed his hands: "Nephew, thank you uncle for the reward!"

"It's a well-behaved child..."

Wei Song thought of the old man in his family, and couldn't help but envy Jia She.Why did my son develop such an old-fashioned temper?It doesn't mean anything.

After Jia Cong got up, Wei Song gave Jia Xiyi a look, and waited for Jia Xixi to lead people to guard outside before he talked about serious business with Jia Cong.

Wei Song said: "You should understand the meaning of the saint. Killing Li Xun is to deter Jiangnan and not to destroy the stability of Jiangnan. Corruption and deficits involve the saint's southern tour. This is related to the saint's face and cannot be mentioned. Therefore, we need to find A reasonable excuse."

Jia Cong nodded, Dai Quan had told him about this as early as in the capital.The expenses of the Supreme Emperor's southern tour were not paid by the Ministry of Households, but by the Zhen family, Jinling Weaving Mansion, Hangzhou Weaving Mansion, Suzhou Weaving Mansion, and Jiangnan wealthy merchants.

It is said that the southern tour does not cost much money, and it can be made up after a delay of one or two years.But no one thought that the Supreme Emperor would become addicted once he went to Jiangnan, and he would go south every one or two years...

Now those families are not feeling well, almost every family is short-lived, and every household is in debt, and they dare not ask for compensation from the palace. After all, Shengjia's southern tour is a matter of giving them face.

It has been six years since Shengjia's last southern tour, but few of them, including the Zhen family, have recovered.

Coupled with the fact that today is a master who doesn't rub the sand in his eyes, he has publicly said many times about urging the deficit, Li Xun saw that the Supreme Emperor is unreliable, and the new emperor is mean and ungrateful, this is why the Li family secretly voted for another master .

It's a pity that things are not kept secret, and the spies of Longshou Palace are spread all over the world, and the Li family has become a chicken for the Supreme Emperor to show his majesty.

And Jia Cong and the Rongguo Mansion behind him became the knives that the Supreme Emperor slashed at the disloyal ministers.

Jia Amnesty understood the old sage's thoughts too well. Since he made a knife, he should not think about whether he would bring enemies to his family.

Anyway, the Jia family was on the verge of collapse, so we might as well take a gamble, at least the new emperor obviously wanted to recruit him.The old official who chopped up the scriptures, the current national thief Lu Beetle, probably the fourth brother would enjoy watching the fun.

"Little fat man, the excuses for murder I listed for you are all on this piece of paper."

Wei Song took out a piece of paper full of words, spread it out and handed it to Jia Cong: "These are all crimes committed by the Li family over the years, and few of them have anything to do with saints. Small matters such as fines and seizing officials will not have the effect of deterring Jiangnan."

After seeing the crimes committed by the Li family, Jia Cong couldn't help but want to complain about the unreliability of the Supreme Emperor Liu Ji.

Don't you choose officials as an old man?This Li family has pinned almost all the blame for making money and oppressing the people on your head!

"Occupying fertile land... This Li Xun is really smart, he took over a thousand acres of fertile land through the palace."

"Awesome, when will the Zhizao Mansion have the right to guard the tribute for the palace... Uh, it turned out to be the will of the sage Zhaowu for 40 years."

"Huh? The Ryukyu envoys have to send gold and silver to the Li family when they come to Beijing?"

The more Jia Cong watched, the more frightened he became. The Supreme Emperor was too lenient to the Li family, knowing that the Li family was at a huge deficit in order to meet him, so he did not know how much money he had given him.

However, the Li family took the money they had collected for their own use, and did not return it to the household deficit at all.From the records on this piece of paper alone, the wealth of the Li family is definitely greater than that of the Rongguo Mansion...

Forget it, Rongguo Mansion's public treasury really doesn't have much money.

Boom boom boom!
Jia Shishi opened the door and reported: "Little Sanye, something happened to Uncle Xue!"

Jia Cong got up in an instant, went to the window and opened the window. The downstairs was full of people. Xue Pan, who was wearing a coquettish bag, was bleeding from his forehead. A few scholars in Confucian uniforms.

Wei Song also stood beside Jia Cong, glanced at him and asked with a smile, "Is it the son of the Xue family?"

"Uncle also knows Brother Xue?"

"How can I not know the new head of the Xue family in Jinling? It seems that you are busy. Those scholars are the students of Chongwen Academy. , I have been thinking about the Xue family for a day or two."

Wei Song said here, and asked with a smile: "Do you need me to take action?"

Jia Cong generally understood, pursed his lips, and shook his head: "It's better for uncle not to show his face, there are quite a few spies of those people under him. But it's a trivial matter, nephew can handle it by himself."

Hearing Jia Cong's self-confidence, Wei Song didn't say anything more, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Then come here today, after you make a plan, let Shi Yi come to find me, and then I will block Jinling City and keep the city safe." The Li family was completely separated from the other families in Jinling."

……

Xue Pan didn't expect that someone in Jinling City would dare to beat him. After being hit with a stick on the forehead, his eyeballs turned red!
"Dare to beat me, today I promise to break your dog's paw!"

After Jia Cong went downstairs, his soldiers opened a path, and just as he reached Xue Pan's side, he heard Xue Pan's furious words.

"what happened?"

Xue Pan, who was originally furious, suddenly became weak after hearing Jia Cong's voice.It's so embarrassing, Uncle Xue actually lost face in front of his brother!
Jia Wuyi, the soldier who had come down to follow Xue Pan, cupped his hands and replied: "Master Xue, Mr. Xue had already negotiated a price with this person and planned to buy this girl. But some scholars appeared out of nowhere, and one of them said Yesterday he had negotiated a price with this person and gave silver to prepare to take a concubine, and he was about to go through the door three days later, but today he happened to meet here..."

Jia Cong looked at the middle-aged man hiding aside and the girl huddled in the corner. This man looked wretched and treacherous, and he was not a good thing at first glance.

The girl was not very old, probably twelve or thirteen years old, not to mention thin, her originally fair face was even paler.The red rouge mole between the eyebrows is particularly eye-catching. Needless to say, it is Xiang Ling and Zhen Yinglian who cost Xue Pan his life.

It has to be said that fate is so wonderful, I never thought that the evil relationship between Xue Pan and Zhen Yinglian couldn't be avoided, even Jia Cong's big butterfly couldn't sway their established fate.

"You said you were her father?"

Jia Cong ignored the whispering scholars, walked up to the middle-aged man and said, "You are so ugly, how could you give birth to such a fair and beautiful girl?"

"..."

Not to mention that the middle-aged man was so shocked by Jia Cong's question that he was speechless for a long time, the scholars and the people on the side suddenly became suspicious, and the voice of discussion was loud.

Jia Cong said again: "You are not a human trafficker, are you?"

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