Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 135 First come first served

When Wu Jinxiao and others entered Beijing, Jia Rong left several people behind to act as guides to Liaodong.

This time, Jia Rong took it with him.

With them leading the way, Jia Rong could travel unimpeded all the way to Heishan Village.

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This is a plain. As far as the eye can see, the land is flat and green rice and cereals grow. There are hard-working tenant farmers, wearing Liaodong's unique fur coats, serving the crops.

"Good land!"

Jia Rong praised it more than once.

The land in Liaodong is so dark that it seems to ooze oil if you pick up a handful of it. It is indeed very fertile.

"It's just too cold!" Jiao Da, Sun Rui, and all the officers from the Beijing camp shook their heads more than once.

Liaodong is good, but too cold.

Not to mention the crops can't survive, their people are freezing to death.

"Why is it so cold in this shitty weather?"

After listening to the crowd, several Liaodong guides laughed and said, "This year is not bad. Last year was even colder. It snowed until April and May, and many crops were frozen to death."

After hearing this, everyone cursed a few words in a low voice, but fell silent.

This is not a problem of Liaodong Province.

Even within the pass, the weather changes are complicated, natural and man-made disasters continue, and the people are in dire straits.

This is common sense.

What's more important is that this common sense is linked to imperial power. There are always people who use the topic to say that the weather changes are related to the Supreme Emperor.

Kyoto likes to be political, but he is also more sensitive and always avoids talking about the topic of losing his head.

Soon, everyone pointed to the village and shouted, "Someone is coming out!"

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Wu Jinxiao and his son arrived quickly.

When he arrived in Beijing in the New Year, he was told by Jia Rong that he would come to Liaodong after the New Year.

In February, he received a letter from Jia Rong and was ready to welcome him.

But after waiting and waiting, Jia Rong never arrived. Wu Jinxiao was worried that something might happen to him on the road, so he sent people to search along the official road. Fortunately, it was okay and Jia Rong sent a letter back in advance. At this moment, as soon as Jia Rong and his people arrived, he received the news and led the stewards of Heishan Village to greet them.

"Wu Jinxiao, please give me my regards."

Wu Jinxiao was still in his old attire, wearing a rat-skin hat and fur jacket, looking like a country landowner. He led his nephew and stewards over to pay their respects.

There were also dozens of people kneeling on the ground.

"Get up."

Jia Rong smiled and personally helped Wu Jinxiao up and asked everyone to get up. Wu Jinxiao introduced everyone's identities to him, and Jia Rong all smiled and praised them.

Then, Wu Jinxiao led everyone into the village and said that the village had prepared a banquet and invited everyone to come and wash away the dust.

Jia Rong smiled and nodded.

And a group of escorts and Beijing camp officers, after running all the way and finally arriving at their destination, couldn't help but smile, look forward to each other in high spirits.

When walking into Heishan Village, Jia Rong walked slowly and asked Wu Jinxiao to explain to him the specific situation of Heishan Village.

Heishan Village is very large, with seven to eight hundred households, thousands of capable laborers, and tens of thousands of people making a living here. There are also a steady stream of refugees who are accepted by Heishan Village all the time and given rations to work.

What they do is the most painful and tiring land reclamation work, and people often die.

But the refugees, like leeks, keep growing after one crop. Wu Jinxiao and others did not feel sorry for them and only regarded them as the cheapest labor force.

The entire village maintained bloody development in this way, continuously providing fiscal revenue for the Ningguo Mansion.

It can be seen that the roads in the village are very smooth and clean, as if they have been specially cleaned.

Jia Rong was very satisfied.

Leaders going to the countryside will be punished if they are not taken seriously by the local authorities.

No matter how dirty Wu Jinxiao was in private, his outward attitude satisfied Jia Rong.

Pretty much what I imagined.

The houses of ordinary people are all wooden houses with fenced courtyards. Those with a little wealth would use soil and bricks to build mud courtyard walls for protection.

In the center of Heishan Village is a continuous high-walled courtyard built with bricks and stones, like a fort. It is divided into several entrances, as well as inner and outer houses. There are young servants and maids coming in and out, just like the old rich people in the place.

Jia Rong saw it, but said nothing. He went directly into the high-walled courtyard and came to the hall to start the banquet.

When he entered the house, Wu Jinxiao had already informed him that he had already moved his family elsewhere and left the entire high-walled compound to Jia Rong. He also arranged for maids and servants to be used by Jia Rong as he wished.

He was even very considerate and hired a famous prostitute from Ningyuan City at a high price to serve her.

"Haha, you old beheader is well prepared."

At the banquet in the hall, Jia Rong sat upright, hugging several famous prostitutes, and behaved wildly. He couldn't help laughing and scolding Wu Jinxiao. But instead of making Wu Jinxiao angry, his words made Wu Jinxiao very happy. He bowed his waist and said with a smile, "As long as I am happy, my preparations will not be in vain."

However, Jia Rong glanced at the hall and shook his head:

"There are just a few people. This time, many officers from the Beijing camp were seconded, more than fifty in total. How can you, these famous prostitutes in Liaodong, help you?"

After the words fell, Wu Jinxiao said quickly, "It's the old slave who made the arrangements. Let's go to Ningyuan City and invite some more female prostitutes."

Jia Rong nodded, "Please invite a few more, we will stay in Heishan Village for a few more days."

"understood."

Then, Wu Jinxiao went down to make arrangements and sat down at the banquet. He was surrounded by several stewards and nephews. Because of his status as the host, he took the second seat.

In the guest seats, first of all, there were the officers of the Beijing camp. Because there were too many people, they only selected a few middle- and high-level officials from the Qian general general, and then arranged for a few leaders of the Jia clan in the escort team to sit at the end.

As for the other people, they were not qualified to enter the hall, so they were arranged to take care of themselves elsewhere.

There are also people guarding the surrounding areas, responsible for warning and defense.

Even in a safe environment, Jia Rong could not be careless and arranged security personnel.

And when these people watched others eating and drinking, they did not feel envious, but instead fulfilled their duties.

Because they all know that if they suffer a loss now, Jia Rong will always supplement them elsewhere.

as predicted.

When the female prostitutes from Ningyuan City came over, Jia Rong was the first to let them choose and taste the 'head soup', which made others envious.

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No more gossip.

It is only said that Jia Rong was having a banquet in the hall, hugging left and right, wild and wild, admiring the sweetness of silk and bamboo, and the graceful dancing of the dancers, and couldn't help but get drunk and laugh loudly.

After a while, after drinking and eating, Jia Rong suddenly got up from the table and chose the most beautiful lead dancer after seeing the dancers finish dancing.

Then, he waved his hands in a pretentious manner, looked at the direction of the guest seats, and said loudly:

“First come, first served, grab it yourself!”

After the words fell, everyone was stunned for a moment, then their faces turned red, their eyes showed excitement, and they got up from the seats and rushed into the hall like evil wolves. At first, you and I fought for it. Amidst the screams of the dancers, they hugged each other, picked it up and ran away, stimulating men's most primitive possessive desire.

Wu Jinxiao and others were also dumbfounded.

You know, these beautiful dancers are all raised by their own families.

It's for your own enjoyment.

If it's dedicated to Jia Rong, that's fine.

But when he saw a bunch of rough soldiers fighting for his beautiful dancer, he couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eyes, his face turned livid, and he felt a sense of humiliation in his heart.

"The cow chews the peony, the cow chews the peony." Some people clenched their fists and cursed secretly in their hearts.

But Jia Rong was very happy.

Seeing a group of Jia clan members and Beijing camp officers, each with a beautiful girl, already making waves in the hall and starting to move, he laughed loudly: "Everyone, if you do your job well, you will be rewarded heavily!"

"I am willing to die for Lord (the patriarch)!"

A group of Jia clan members and officers from the Beijing camp habitually shouted slogans of loyalty.

This form has happened several times on the road, and they gradually got used to it and became immersed in it.

"Hahaha."

After hearing this, Jia Rong became even more satisfied. She couldn't help but let herself go wild, hugging Ningyuan's famous prostitute and the most beautiful leading dancer, and threw her head back and laughed.

When the anger got the better of him, he left the table first, hugging her from left to right and heading to the back house.

Seeing Jia Rong leave, a group of Jia clan members and officers from the Beijing camp also hugged Mei Jiao Niang and happily returned to their rooms.

Only the Black Mountain Village stewards were left, and they couldn't help but sigh secretly, already expecting Jia Rong and others to leave.

"Master is here, and our good days are coming to an end." Someone shook his head secretly.

But then, Wu Jinxiao scolded him and quickly shut up.

"A few dancers are nothing!" Wu Jinxiao said in a deep voice, "As long as the master doesn't check the accounts, no matter what he wants, even if he wants your wife and your daughter to sleep with him, I will obediently send it over."

At this time, Wu Jinxiao's gentle smile disappeared, and there was a coldness in his eyes. He stared at the young man, and his words were like a cold wind soaking into his bones.

That young man was none other than his nephew.

But Wu Jinxiao's attitude made all the managers awe-inspiring, and they couldn't help but say: "Don't worry, old man, we all know the importance and we won't talk nonsense."

Wu Jinxiao then nodded, his face softened, his smile returned, and he went to personally visit the escort team and the officers in the Beijing camp to find out what was going on on the road.

He still had to do some things himself.

(End of this chapter)