Honglouchun

Salt merchants dare not go to the Yamen of the Salt Court to give gifts, but these extremely shrewd merchants obviously have a way to give money...

Jia Qiang asked curiously, "Since the business is so good, what are you doing here?"

Qi Yun said with a smile: "It's the end of the year. Although it's only been in business for a few days, the accounts still need to be paid, and the dividends should be paid."

Xu Zhen said: "Giving money to the second master is second to none. The main thing is to ask for more saltpeter. I don't know how you deal with it. I asked people to buy saltpeter outside, but I still can't make ice. But Your supply is still a little less, and the supply is not enough. If the supply is opened up, we will send it out this time. Forget it now, but don’t stop during the Chinese New Year. On the day of the Lantern Festival, a lot of ice will inevitably be used. Two Grandpa, you can ask your people to do more!"

Jia Qiang shook her head and said, "It's not up to me, it depends on when Jufeng Island will be completed. Besides, saltpeter can be dried and used repeatedly, so what do you need so much for? Huge profits don't last long, Zhong Luan, don't be overwhelmed by greed Eye. What you have to manage in the future is not just an ice room."

Xu Zhen's eyes lit up when he heard the words, hehe smiled and stopped talking.

Qi Yun saw it and asked Jia Qiang, "Liangchen, when will I return to Beijing? I also made preparations earlier."

Jia Qiang asked curiously, "Didn't you say that your third sister is not going to Beijing to be elected? What is the Qi family going to Beijing for?"

Qi Yun smiled wryly and said: "I didn't say that I can't enter the palace, but... In short, things haven't changed. Besides, Wanxianglou and Bingshi will also be opened in Beijing. Also, next year is the emperor's [-]th birthday. It stands to reason that an additional Coenko will be opened, and I am going to Beijing to prepare for the exam. Therefore, I still want to go to Beijing together."

Jia Qiang smiled when she heard the words, and said: "That's fine. However, when you return to Beijing depends on when the Qi family can finish Jufeng Island. If you want to go to Beijing earlier, you can send more money to your craftsmen. Let them do it faster."

Taking advantage of the Qi family's surrender, Lin Ruhai first used Jia Qiang as a knife to destroy the Bai family, and then used the Lamei family as an arrow to take down the Shen, Zhou, and Wu families in one fell swoop.

In terms of implementing the New Deal on Salt Affairs, he has done everything that should be done.

Next, the specific implementation of the new policy should be attributed to the governor's office. If it continues, even if Han Bin doesn't care about the governor's office, the people under him will inevitably feel grudges.

Such a great achievement was taken up by Lin Ruhai alone, what would the others eat?

So the half-year agreement between Lin Ruhai and Han Bin was basically over now.

As for when to return to Beijing, it really depends on Jia Qiang's layout in Yangzhou Mansion and when she can end her official career.

The Qi family also understands this when they think about it. In fact, not only the Qi family wants Jia Qiang, Lin Ruhai and the others to return to Beijing as soon as possible. The steel blade on the upper body, so that they can breathe a sigh of relief.

Therefore, Jia Qiang estimated that the completion period of Jufeng Island may not need to pay Shangyuan.

Gossiping for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Jia Qiang picked up the teacup, and Qi Yun and Xu Zhen said goodbye knowingly.

Since Jia Qiang said so, his days in Yangzhou are numbered...

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Chapter 223 Love House and Crow

Shenjing City, Rongguo Mansion.

East Road Courtyard.

Yesterday, Jia Zhen's coffin was finally sent out of the city and placed in the Tiekan Temple Jia's family temple to rest, and the funeral finally came to an end.

After working so hard for so long, Jia She felt that his bones were about to fall apart.

Even so, Jia Amnesty persisted this time except for scolding a few lazy children in the clan when he was extremely tired.

From the beginning to the end of the funeral, he has been present.

Compared to Jia Zhen's close father, Jia Jing, who only cares about being with a group of Taoist monks, this time Jia Amnesty's image is simply radiant.

However, Jia Amnesty knew in his heart that the reason he worked so hard was not for a good reputation...

Sitting on a black lacquer and gilt-backed chair, beside him was an octagonal table carved in rosewood wood and inlaid with marble. After examining the copper unicorn incense burner carefully for a while, he placed it on the octagonal table, picked up another gilded animal ear incense burner, and nodded in satisfaction.

However, although he likes incense burners, he loves fans even more.

On the octagonal table, there were three fans. After Jia She put the gilded animal ear censer aside, he carefully picked up one of them. When he opened it, he found it was a lacquer gold silk silk elk bamboo fan.

"it is good!"

Jia Amnesty worked hard enough to appreciate a cup of tea before opening the second one. This second one is even better than the first one, it is a palace fan with an ivory handle of a gold-woven beauty.

Looking at the beauties on the fan, Jia She nodded again and again, full of admiration.

This time, after working hard for a stick of incense, he opened the last one, which is a translucent thornwood chrysanthemum and light Luoling fan.

"Good thing, good baby!"

Jia She was overjoyed, and after rewarding him for a long time, he waved his hand and let the beautiful maid who pinched his feet go down.

He walked to the side of a soft couch, leaned on the brocade on the couch, and changed two beautiful maidservants to beat his legs with beauty hammers.

However, even though he enjoys it like this, Jia Amnesty feels worried.

Mrs. Xing, who was carrying a bowl of ginseng tea, came over. Seeing his expression not showing any signs of change, she immediately taught the two beautiful maidservants a lesson: "I'm so good at serving you. If you don't put your heart into it, I can't beat you two slutty hooves!"

The faces of the two beautiful maidservants turned pale, Jia She said "ah", and after letting the two of them go down, he said to Madam Xing: "It has nothing to do with them... I'm worried about which successor should be given to the East Mansion. This one and the two are both devoted to filial piety, and they are both considered good."

Mrs. Xing said with a smile: "Although Jia Chang is also the empress of Ningguo, he is already forty, and he is about to have a grandson, so he still has this kind of heart?"

Jia She sneered, and said: "A woman's opinion! A family like Dongfu, let alone forty, is seventy or eighty, and it will take several lifetimes of wealth to be able to enjoy it!"

Mrs. Xing's heart was moved when she heard the words, she looked at Jia She and said, "Master is more knowledgeable than me after all, this is the wealth of a state mansion! Then it's not considered filial piety for them to just give this idea."

The East Mansion is not like the West Mansion, there is no old lady who favors the youngest son over there, and all the money and money in the Duke's Mansion belong to one person.

All in all, inheriting that side is more comfortable than Jia Amnesty.

Even a few incense burners, a few folding fans, what are they worth?

Seeing Jia Amnesty's noncommittal "Oh", Mrs. Xing apologized and said with a smile: "Master, why don't you wait any longer, after they are overwhelmed, there must be more."

Jia She frowned and said, "Of course we have to endure it again. However, there is a certain point in how far we endure it."

Mrs. Xing didn't understand, and said: "It's not up to the master to decide how far it will go. The master of the East Mansion doesn't care about things. He ignored his son after he died and sent him to the family temple, and continued to build his road. Mansion, isn’t it just what the master says now?”

Jia She shook his head and said, "What do you know? What I'm guarding against now is not the old man of the Dongfu, but that wicked person in Yangzhou!"

Seeing what he said gnashing her teeth, Mrs. Xing wondered, "What does it have to do with that little bastard?"

Jia She said angrily: "The hair is long, but the knowledge is short. People like us inherit the title, do you think it is like a rural clan, and the elders of the family have discussed it, and the eldest son can be the head of the clan? If it is below the uncle's house, it's fine." The Ministry of Rites can make a decision. But above the uncle's mansion, the descendants of the descendants have to go through the investigation of the clan's mansion. Now the animal is registered with the emperor and the emperor. If he really survives until he comes back, I will count No, it’s hard to say.”

Mrs. Xing was taken aback when she heard the words, and said: "Is that okay? That bastard was a seed of no filial piety struck by thunder before he was worthless. If he really got his wish, how can he pay it off in the future?"

Looking at his stupid wife, Jia She had no temper, but he satisfied his sense of superiority in IQ, and explained to the stupid woman: "What a fool! That bastard dares to run wild everywhere without a title as a bridle." If he really has a title and a family business, if he dares to disrespect his elders, he will be exiled for three thousand miles!"

"Then why not..."