Scholar and old attack

"You send people to investigate from many aspects. First, the conflicts between the local villages, second, the local people's sentiments, and third, strictly investigate the grassland. I suspect that someone deliberately provoked disputes."

Jiang Jingyuan felt that things here were not so simple. When did the tea mountain not burn, but there was a problem when it was going to trade with the grassland.

It's just that I don't know which force is behind it.

"Got it."

Wu Xiaoxuan, doctor of Yunzhou, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and promised again and again that if such a big thing happened, if it was not resolved properly, he would be responsible for all the responsibilities.

"But Mr. Jiang, it's useless to investigate now. When the mutual market opens in May, our household department will not be able to hand over the tea, and the grassland side will have no way to explain it."

Wu Xiaoxuan was also dazzled by this sudden incident, and was so anxious that he couldn't find a solution.

Jiang Jingyuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then paced and asked, "Is there any tea left?"

"Master Jiang does not know that there are four seasons for picking Pu-erh tea. The first spring is from mid-March to early April, the end of spring is May, summer tea is from June to August, and valley tea is from mid-August to September. The first spring has not been picked, and the tea trees are gone, so naturally there is no stock.”

Wu Xiaoxuan hurriedly explained to Jiang Jingyuan that now he only felt a fever in his forehead and a little dizzy.

Jiang Jingyuan nodded to make it clear. It seems that someone deliberately picked this time period to make troubles. The purpose is to make the Ming Dynasty and this grassland trade impossible.

"Master Jiang, how can you say this is a good thing."

Wu Xiaoxuan really couldn't think of how to explain to the grassland, so he could only pin his hopes on Jiang Jingyuan in front of him.

This Mr. Jiang is now the emperor's new favorite. Maybe he will intercede with the emperor, and the emperor will be able to forgive him.

Jiang Jingyuan frowned, Wu Xiaoxuan was too timid and fearful, the first thing he thought of when something happened was not a solution, but seeking help from others.

As an official like him, it's no wonder that this country has become so strong outside but weak inside.

Jiang Jingyuan shook his head, and didn't give him a solution, nor did he give him any promises, he just ordered lightly, "Go down and calm down first, you, Yunzhou doctor, can't get away from this big thing. Instead of blaming others here, it is better to go down and find out the truth quickly, maybe the higher-ups can forgive you for being so active."

Wu Xiaoxuan's face suddenly turned as white as paper, without even a trace of blood. Although he knew that he had something to do with this matter, deep down in his heart he still vaguely hoped that Jiang Jingyuan could take it on.

Seeing that Jiang Jingyuan refused straight away, the last bit of hope was extinguished, so he had no choice but to walk out of Jiang Jingyuan's residence in a daze.

Xu Shuizhou helped sort out Jiang Jingyuan's food boxes, and listened to their words sincerely. He couldn't help being worried, "If the solution is not resolved, will there really be a war between the two countries?"

Xu Shuizhou himself felt that he was a little sensitive, and he would inevitably think too much when he heard about the war.

"I don't know." Jiang Jingyuan shook his head, paused, and comforted Xu Shuizhou, "If we want to fight, we won't be able to fight for a while. The grassland is just beginning to spring, and when all the food reserves are exhausted, the war will start at this time. Their logistics simply can't keep up."

Jiang Jingyuan looked at Xu Shuizhou, who was listening humbly, smiled, and continued, "Besides, the most familiar method in the grasslands is burning, killing and looting. Rather than using their own logistics, they prefer to rob others. The food has not grown yet, even if we want to start a war, we will wait until the autumn harvest."

During this period of time, because Jiang Jingyuan checked the account books, he knew the situation on the grassland like the back of his hand, so he was able to speak clearly.

"There is still such a long time, even if it is a war, we can prepare in advance, and we may not be without strength."

Half a year is enough time for the court to plan up and down.

Jiang Jingyuan's eloquent talk really reassured Xu Shuizhou a lot. He was worried that once the war broke out, the capital would be too close to the grassland, and it would be unsafe to stay here. It would be better to go back to Datong and stay far away from the battlefield.

"That's okay. I can't help you with important national affairs. I'll go back first. I'll come back earlier in the evening. Mother bought a lot of vegetables. Today I will cook for everyone to make a toothbrush."

Xu Shuizhou tidied up the lunch boxes on the table, tidied up Jiang Jingyuan's desk, and went out quickly.

Jiang Jingyuan hummed lightly, sat on the table, found out the rice paper, and began to write the memorial, which was specially written for the emperor to read.

The purpose is to pass on all the things he found out to the emperor. Of course he knows how big a storm this memorial will cause, but if no one finds out some things, they will be buried forever in the long river of time.

As a result, the country is getting worse and worse, and finally it is going to perish.

If he hadn't been in this dynasty, he could have watched it go from prosperity to decline, just like reading a history book without any surprises, and at most he would have a few words of emotion.

But in this era, I believe that no one will be indifferent, and do not want their family members to die under the iron hoof.

Jiang Jingyuan wrote this in the depths of the dusk. This is the first time he has "worked overtime" since he was in Mao, and he usually leaves when he arrives.

Seeing the setting sun outside the house, and the white paper on the table inside the house also rendered with a yellow light, Jiang Jingyuan stopped writing, dried a piece of paper he just wrote, folded a thick layer of paper, and put it in. in the arms.

He didn't dare to leave such an important thing in the office. If the yamen servant who came in to clean it accidentally saw it and missed the bottom, it would be hard to say.

As soon as Jiang Jingyuan stepped out of the gate of the public house, an official dressed as a doctor came up to greet him eagerly, "Master Jiang, it's so late today, can I show you some face by ordering a banquet at Shuiyunju?"

Chen Dongyang had given up on currying favor with Jiang Jingyuan at first, but he just happened to finish his work today, and happened to meet Jiang Jingyuan again, so that little thought in his heart was provoked again.

Anyway, Jiang Jingyuan is also the emperor's new favorite, even if last year's taxes were not sorted out, the emperor will not punish him too severely.

After all, the imperial court and the public were watching, so he promoted Jiang Jingyuan and dismissed him from office. The emperor's face was not good-looking.

Isn't this equivalent to slapping himself in the face, who doesn't know that the emperor is notoriously good-looking.

When Jiang Jingyuan heard Chen Dongyang's words, his face darkened. He was not clear about the people below, but sometimes he pretended to be confused.

This Datong doctor, Chen Dongyang, said that he was an honest and responsible master at best, but at worst he was just a fool, whoever the wind blew, he would fall there.

For such a person, Jiang Jingyuan really didn't want to associate with him, and he still had a more important thing in his arms today, so he didn't dare to go out to drink so recklessly.

What's more, Ah Zhou said that he will cook for everyone tonight to make tooth offerings. Compared with the banquet in Shuiyunju, he prefers his family's craftsmanship.

"No, there are two children to take care of at home. Master Chen eats and drinks well."

Jiang Jingyuan quickly refused, and he didn't have any liking or dislike for such a single-minded clinging person, as long as he didn't pull him, he would be easy to talk to.

Chen Dongyang didn't expect Jiang Jingyuan to refuse so simply, his face was a little uneasy, and then he thought again, and asked, "Master Jiang thinks that Shuiyunju is too small, we can go to Feihongju."

Jiang Jingyuan's face became a little cold, and he said indifferently, "Master Chen, you are welcome. Jiang is used to eating at home, let alone Feihong Residence, even if he climbs a tall building, he will not be able to enter Jiang's entrance. Mr. Chen should waste some time thinking about it." Go to office."

Jiang Jingyuan's words were very clear. If Chen Dongyang didn't understand it again, Jiang Jingyuan would seriously doubt whether this person was a fool.

Chen Dongyang's face was even more ugly at this moment, if it wasn't for the darkening sky, others would be able to see his ink-like face at a glance.

Looking at the back of Jiang Jingyuan going away, Chen Dongyang was a little unconvinced, spit on the ground, and said disdainfully, "What are you arrogant, but it's because you have a good teacher. If you don't have Mr. Gu, you can be so arrogant when."

At this moment, Chen Dongyang felt that Jiang Jingyuan was the kind of person who didn't have any skills and got up from the backstage. It was not certain whether he would be able to secure this position.

I rushed to put on airs to post cold butts, because I thought highly of him, and if he didn't go, he would save a meal.

"I said, Old Chen, I was rejected. I have already seen that Jiang Jingyuan is a strong outsider, so I am not in a good mood. Go to Shuiyunju and have a drink or two?"

Luo Xiangrong had long seen Chen Dongyang's thoughts clearly, and every sentence he said would pierce Chen Dongyang's heart.

"Let's go and have a drink."

Chen Dongyang raised his brows at this moment, naturally when he was in a low mood, seeing that Luo Xiangrong wanted to accompany him to drink, how could he care about other things, he dragged him to Shuiyunju.

When Jiang Jingyuan came home, Xu Shuizhou had just finished frying the two dishes in his hands. When he saw Jiang Jingyuan coming back, he greeted him warmly, "I'm back, go wash up and get ready for dinner."

Jiang Jingyuan came out of the wash, and the two children, Momo and Qiqi, were arguing at the dining table, and the two of them were chattering, and others couldn't understand what they were talking about, so they saw the saliva flowing.

"You have teeth, you can try some minced meat."

Jiang Jingyuan's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the two children had a small tooth.

"Just one tooth hasn't grown yet, how can I eat it?"

Hearing what Jiang Jingyuan said, Xu Shuizhou gently parted the lips of the two boys and looked at them, only one tooth was pointed.

"Let's feed the milk for a while. Speaking of it, it's hard to find a sheep that gives birth here in the capital. The one at home was bought at a high price in the suburbs of Beijing thanks to my mother. My brother gave birth to a baby and had no milk, so he always begged the women who gave milk to nurse the baby."

Xu Shuizhou was a little bit embarrassed when he said it, rich people can still hire a nanny, but poor people can only do this, no wonder my brother's status is a head lower than that of a woman, it's just that the nanny is a head weaker.

"Lack of milk?"

Jiang Jingyuan frowned.

"That's right, what's missing, even women don't milk other people's children easily, because they are afraid that other people's children will eat it, and their own children will not have food."

Xu Shuizhou drank milk around the two children without raising his head. He was as picky eater as their father at a young age. There must be some almonds in the goat milk to remove the fishy smell before he would open his mouth. .

Jiang Jingyuan was overjoyed, he suddenly thought of how to solve this problem, he lowered his head and lightly pecked Xu Shuizhou's cheek, "Ah Zhou, you are really my lucky star."

Gu Renhuai, who was invited by Chen Xiuxiu to come over for a drink, looked at Jiang Jingyuan's actions. He, who had never been married in his life, said, "..."

The author has something to say: Hahaha, I’m not working hard, but I never thought that I would be so capable one day when I was pampered by my parents and relatives. All meals are fine.