Red House Shoufu

Chapter 410 Zhen Yingjia Sends Silver to Beijing and Jia Cunzhou Takes New Job

Mr. Storyteller can't shoot the gavel for the time being, the stick of Zhen's guard broke his right arm.

Fortunately, Lin Shu's teacup attracted Zhen Baochen's attention, which was a relief for the storyteller.

Gao Wanxuan was an extremely kind-hearted person. Not only did he sternly warn Zhen Baochen not to embarrass the poor storyteller, but he also gave him all the money Zhen Baochen had with him.

"Old man, take good care of your wounds. When you recover from your injuries, I want to hear some more stories from you."

Gao Wanxuan kindly helped the storyteller up, handed him a few banknotes and scattered silver, pointed to Lin Shu next to him and said: "This is my teacher, Marquis Yongfeng, Master Lin of Liuyuan Lang, If anyone dares to trouble you, they can go to Master Lin's residence for help."

Today's five princes, great Chu Wenkui Xing Linhou, these two are all nobles that storytellers can't even imagine.

He almost knelt down again, but Gao Wanxuan forcibly held him back.

"Student Cao Xiaoxian, thank you Your Highness for saving your life, thank you Wen Kui-jun for saving your life!"

The storyteller Cao Xiao first claimed to be a student, which proves that he is famous...

Gao Wanxuan's eyes lit up, and he asked with a smile, "Mr. Cao is a scholar?"

I saw Cao Xiaoxian enduring the pain in his arm, forced a Confucian salute, and sighed: "The student is a scholar in Longsheng for 21 years, but it is a pity that he has been inactive all his life. Not only has he exhausted his family's wealth, he has not been on the list in the five provincial examinations. Now he can only Making a living by storytelling is an embarrassment to Confucianism!"

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. If a scholar can't even support himself, it's a disgrace to my Confucianism and Taoism."

Lin Shu stepped forward and said solemnly: "You are a good storyteller. If you can use it to support your family, you will be able to apply what you have learned. Go back to recover from your injuries. I will find you when I recover. Fuquan, send Cao Xiucai back. Remember to ask someone Good doctor!"

Cao Xiaoxian was so grateful that he paid respects to the two of them again, but Zhen Baochen who was next to him felt cold.It's over, he hit someone with a reputation!
Sure enough, as soon as Cao Xiaoxian left, Gao Wanxuan ordered coldly: "Assaulting a person who has a reputation, the crime will be increased, the penalty will be forty, two years in prison, and a fine of 3000 taels of silver. Zhen Baochen, please go to the Shuntian Mansion Ya You are guilty!"

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To Gao Wanxuan and Lin Shu, the conflict in the teahouse was nothing more than a trivial matter.After Xia Shouzhong returned to the palace, he just took it as a joke and told the emperor.

After the imperial decree of bestowing marriage was sent to Rongguo Mansion and Xue's family, both families started the process of getting married. The story of the second master Bao kept fermenting. She has met the standard of a beautiful woman that a young man in Beijing can only dream of.

Jia Baoyu broke the impression of the people in the capital in one fell swoop. No matter where he went recently, people would respect him as a good man.

On the first day of winter, it was bitingly cold.

It was snowing all night last night, at the beginning of Mao, the lights in the Lin Mansion had already been lit.

In today's court, Lin Shu got up early, had a hasty breakfast and got into the carriage.Holding the hand stove in his arms, he was in a daze in the carriage, the cold wind was blowing outside the carriage, and the wheels creaked and creaked from time to time as they rolled over the snow.

"Is Marquis Lin driving ahead? My master asked Marquis Lin to move to the restaurant in front of us. If you need something, please!"

A voice from outside the carriage suddenly interrupted Lin Shu's daze. With the dim light of the lantern on the carriage, Fuquan drew out half of the knife in his hand, as if he would draw the knife and cut him off if something went wrong.

"The Patriarch is from the Zhen family. Zhen Yingjia has come to Beijing, and I would like to ask the Patriarch to go to the Qingteng Tower for a talk."

After one of the personal guards stepped forward to check, he negotiated briefly with him, and it turned out to be Zhen Yingjia, the Patriarch of the Zhen family, who wanted to meet Lin Shu during the time before the court.

"Don't go!"

After Lin Shu answered two words coldly, he continued to close his eyes in a daze.

The Zhen family doesn't have a single good thing!

The carriage continued to move forward, and the Zhen family seemed to want to stop it, but was frightened by the blade of the Lin family's guards and froze in place.

This group of people have all experienced life and death fights, and most of them are ruthless people who have followed Lin Shu on the battlefield.Within the capital, there are only a few personal soldiers of the martial arts family who can compare with it.

How could the dozen or so slaves sent by the Zhen family be able to withstand the murderous aura of the Lin family's soldiers!
The Lin family's carriage slowly passed by the Qingteng Building, and Zhen Yingjia slammed the teacup in her hand to the ground.

"I really don't know what to do, I really think my Zhen family is down and out!"

"Brother, Lin Jinyu's path is not going to work, should we ask our ancestors to talk to the old lady of the Jia family?" Zhen Yingjia's younger brother Zhen Yingyu stepped forward and said cautiously.

Many people from the Zhen family came this time, and the imperial decree clearly stated that the Zhen family had to hand over the position of the president of the Jinling Institute of Physical Education, and the Zhen family lost their last amulet in Jinling.

Of course, Zhen Yingjia would not give up so easily. The president of the Institute of Physical Education is not a permanent official, but this position is too important.Although the emperor promised Zhen Yingjia the Minister of the Household Department, who didn't know that Wen Tongxuan, Minister of the Household Department, was the emperor's confidant.

Serving as Wen Tongxuan's deputy, I'm afraid I'll wear out my little shoes!
"Brother Yu, go home first and see if the old lady is up. I will rush back after I finish the court. If the emperor really takes my position at the court meeting, we can only see where the old lady is. There is no other way."

Zhen Yingjia looked at the darkness outside, and suddenly felt the uneasiness in her heart grow stronger.

Leaving Jinling as the headquarters this time, the Zhen family seemed to have become a rootless duckling, ready to be submerged in the maelstrom of the capital at any time.

The two biggest supporters of the Zhen family, Mrs. Fengsheng is old, the imperial doctor has said that she can survive this winter, maybe a year or two, if not, she may not be able to survive even a year.

As for the empress in the palace, if the emperor hadn't been serving him for many years, he might still be living in the cold palace.

All the changes seem to have started from the death of Lin Ruhai. Could it be that he did something wrong back then?
Zhen Yingjia felt regretful about her calculations, but it was too late.The most important thing now is to find a way to find a way out for the Zhen family.

Today's grand court meeting seems to be no different, all departments are still the same as usual, "siege" the old Pixiu Wen Tongxuan to pick money from him, after all, it is the end of the year, everyone wants to have a good year.

When the military generals such as the Dudufu of the Five Armies left the field, the six ministries, five temples and other civil servants put aside their internal disputes and began to scold the generals.

Several bigwigs in the cabinet and the chief governors of the five armies' governor's mansion watched the play with their hands in their hands, while the emperor sat on the dragon chair with his eyes closed and meditated.

"The military salary of the Beijing camp has been in arrears for two months, old man Wen, you can't take the military salary of the soldiers even if you are stingy, or they won't go and evacuate your house!"

"General Niu, isn't this officer raising money everywhere? Don't worry, don't worry, just wait a few days..."

"Lord Wen, the money from the imperial mausoleum should also be distributed. During the ice age, the stone materials will be sent there!"

"Okay, okay, I will think of a way, think of a way..."

"Old man Wen, where is the king's annual salary? I asked someone to collect it, but the people in your household department actually said that it will be given after the year..."

"I said, old lord, didn't I tell you last time that the household department is short of money recently, wait a moment, and when there is money in the next year, I will have someone send it to your house in person!"

"I have the original play!"

Ok?
The emperor's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and the blushing ministers who were fighting stopped their movements one after another, looking at the person who bowed in the center of the hall to ask for a performance.

This person is none other than Zhen Yingjia, the president of Jinling Institute of Physical Education who just arrived in Beijing.

"Prelude!"

After hearing the emperor's cold approval, Zhen Yingjia felt a little relieved.

He took a breath quietly, and played loudly: "Since I received your majesty's order, I have bid farewell to all the sages in Jinling. Jinling gentry and righteous merchants have learned that I will go to Beijing to meet the saint, and I will offer a total of twenty carts of tribute. Send it to the capital on your behalf!"

Twenty carts of tribute?I'm afraid it's twenty carts of gold and silver.

Jiangnan is prosperous, and it really lives up to its reputation.

Zhen Yingjia is really good at calculating, if it is put in the period of the Supreme Emperor, he will definitely get a lot of rewards for doing so.It is true that today's emperor likes money, but this emperor hates corrupt officials and unjust gentry with a lot of bad deeds.

The Embroidery Guard had already inquired clearly about Zhen Yingjia's party, which family's money was stained with innocent people's blood, and they almost remembered it in their small books.

"Household..."

Wen Tongxuan immediately left the shift: "The minister is here!"

The emperor was still not happy or angry and said: "Since Zhen Qing has brought the capital, the Ministry of Households will go to check it and collect it into the treasury for national use."

"The minister leads the order!"

Wen Tongxuan was secretly happy, and was worried that there was no place to pick up money, so someone rushed to his mouth, thank you Lord Zhen for the silver cart!
The emperor looked up at Zhen Yingjia who was standing in the center of the hall, and said leisurely, "Has Zhen Qing been working in Jiangnan for more than twenty years?"

Zhen Yingjia felt that the emperor's attitude towards him seemed to be somewhat relaxed, and she was overjoyed, and quickly bowed and said, "Return to Your Majesty, I went to Jinling in the 32nd year of Longsheng, and it has been 23 years since then."

"Zhen Qing has worked so hard. She has been in the south of the Yangtze River for more than [-] years for me. It's time to return to Beijing to enjoy the blessings. How about this? Let others do the work of the Tirenyuan. Ai Qing will rest for a while and wait for me and my father Discuss with the emperor and make arrangements."

Although the emperor's tone was gentle, it did not allow others to refute.

After Zhen Yingjia heard the emperor mentioned the Supreme Emperor, she felt more at ease.He believed that the twenty carts of silver were delivered correctly, and while he was complacent, his face was full of respect.

He gave a long bow: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En!"

When Zhen Yingjia had just returned to the queue, Lin Shu, who was standing at the forefront of the civil servants, came out holding a fluorene board.

"Chen Linshu has something to play!"

Lin Shu, dressed in a unicorn robe, is young and full of vigor.

Zhen Yingjia was dazzled suddenly, and saw a certain figure in the main hall back then.

"Blessed by the Son of Heaven, Suzhou Lin Ruhai, the third in the first class, will be awarded Jinshi and rank, Tanhua!"

"Chen Linshu has something to play!"

Things in the world seem to be a reincarnation.Back then, Zhen Yingjia witnessed Lin Ruhai's rise as a Tanhualang, and now he saw his heir, the son of the Chuanguo, who was dressed in a unicorn robe and was a second-rank doctor.

The emperor's quasi-play brought Zhen Yingjia back to reality.

Just listen to Lin Shu's play: "The president of Jinling Tirenyuan is related to the stability of the Jiangnan states. Now that Japanese pirates are rising again, Jiangnan is a place where the country pays a lot of taxes. I think that the imperial court should send important officials to take office as soon as possible, so as to stabilize the people of Jiangnan... ..."

The content of Lin Shu's memorial request was normal, after all, it was related to Jiangnan's supervisory authority, and Jiangnan was invaded by Japanese pirates, so it should not be ignored.

The courtiers, like usual, came out to advise and recommend the candidate in their hearts after a brief hustle and bustle.Even because of the dispute, several people exposed each other on the spot and scuffled.

The ministers were fighting vigorously, but the emperor had already decided on a successor in his mind, Jia Zheng Jia Cunzhou in Shuntian Mansion.His eyes drifted to the position of Wei Qinghe, the chief assistant of the cabinet. The old man was sitting there with his hands in his hands and his eyes closed. The emperor even had a strange feeling in his heart, this old man would not fall asleep!

"What does the cabinet think about the candidate for the president of Jinling Tiren Institute?"

The officials in the hall fell silent instantly, and turned their gazes to the grand master chairs placed under Majesty Dan.

Zhang Li had to push Wei Qinghe's arm lightly, because he heard a slight snoring sound.

"Huh? Is it time to go to court? It's time to go back to eat. The old man brought venison today, and it happened to be grilled!"

Wei Qinghe touched his mouth, as if wiping away the non-existent saliva.

The officials suddenly burst into laughter, and the tense atmosphere created by some disputes just now became active in an instant.

The emperor was not angry. The old man was getting old, and the early morning in winter was even more tormenting.The last time when Wei Qinghe resigned, the imperial doctor took his pulse, and his physical strength could no longer keep up with the heavy government affairs of the country.

If it hadn't been for the fact that the court was in a critical period in the past two years, the emperor couldn't bear the heart of this veteran minister who had worked hard for the country all his life to continue to work hard.

"Master Wei, I'll eat the venison later. I want to ask Master Wei. Zhen Qing has left her post. Who should take over as the president of Jinling Institute of Physical Education?"

Wei Qinghe happily cupped his hands with the officials, and then said to the emperor: "The old ministers think that it is quite appropriate for Shuntian Prefecture to rule the middle and Jia Zheng Jia Cunzhou!"

This was originally something that the monarch and his ministers had discussed a long time ago, Wei Qinghe didn't even turn a corner, and just blurted it out.

He explained in a tone that could not be questioned by others: "Jinling Tirenyuan is related to the supervisory power in the south of the Yangtze River, and it cannot be appointed unless it is a loyal minister. Jia Cun was born in Zhou Rongguo's mansion and is the father of a virtuous concubine. Naturally, his loyalty is needless to say. Although he is not He was born in the imperial examination, but he is upright, talented, and has the experience of being an official close to the people. The veterans think that Jia Cunzhou is the best candidate for the president of Jinling Tirenyuan!"

Many of the ministers in the hall have already realized that the emperor and the chief assistant should have already decided on the candidate, and Jia Zheng seems to have nothing to criticize except that he was not born in the imperial examination.

Born as the son of the Rongguo Mansion, he is a noble relative of the country. Although he has been mediocre in the Ministry of Industry for more than ten years, he has almost made meritorious service in Henan once he went to Henan.Even the censor, who has always been critical, talked about Jia Zheng, and expressed his admiration for his experience as an official close to the people in the past two years.

The emperor saw that the ministers stood up to object, so he made an order on the spot.

"Since all your lovers have no objections, then let Jia Zheng go to Jiangnan to preside over the Tirenyuan. The Ministry of Officials drafts an order to let Jia Zheng set off after the next year!"

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In the Yamen of Shuntian Prefecture, Jia Zheng had just finished dealing with the winter disaster relief in Gyeonggi Province.

Every winter, there will be many refugees who come to the capital to survive near Gyeonggi.The fire in the incarceration field has almost never stopped. For this reason, the Ministry of Households distributes money and food every year, trying to find a way to make these refugees survive the cold winter.

"Old Zhang, hurry up and send these official documents to the counties. The household department's food is already on the way. When this heavy snow falls, I don't know how many poor people will freeze to death in the heavy snow."

Jia Zheng handed a stack of official documents to the clerk, walked to the window and looked at the heavy snow outside the house, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

If it was in the past, he might have to cook wine and enjoy plum blossoms with his diners, and recite poems and compose Fu.But ever since he saw the scene of Yizi eating in Henan, when he saw the heavy snow, he always thought of the poorly dressed congee bearer in the city of Kaifeng.

"The wine and meat of the rich family stinks, and the road is frozen to death. Maybe there will be a lot of people scolding me. The political master of the Duke's mansion is not a member of the rich family. He doesn't know that the people are hungry and cold..."

Just as Jia Zheng was looking at the heavy snow outside the window and thinking about how to help the refugees in Gyeonggi survive the cold winter, the clerk who had just left with the official documents came back in a hurry.

"Imperial decree... my lord, the imperial decree has arrived, and Eunuch Xia personally delivered it!"

　There is also a chapter with more than 1000 words written. I can't finish it tonight, so I will make it up tomorrow morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)