Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 295 Predict the enemy plane first

Wen Zhendao: "What happened today, Bei Si will definitely not be kind to, and will definitely take revenge on you. After thinking about it, I am still young and have never heard of any violation of laws and disciplines. I only had an exchange with the King of Liao last year." Shen, vividly remember.

However, His Majesty has already made a conclusion on this matter and can't make any articles about it. If you change to a humble position, you can only start from the Tan family. After all, the tree is big and has deep roots and luxuriant branches. It will inevitably produce some rotten roots and dead branches..."

Jia Cong was horrified. The past two years have been so smooth that he almost forgot that there was still a lot of mess and a bunch of bad people at home! If you are caught by the evil spirits like Bei Si, no matter how generous you are, your skin will still peel off even if you don't die.

"Old Wen, what you said is absolutely true, why do you teach me?" Jia Cong asked hurriedly.

"I don't dare. I just took out the two volumes of Tan Mansion and Ning Mansion from the noble files. They are full of the illegal things of your family members and servants. I think Bei Division has extorted money based on this in the past, but now Bei Division If you are forced into a hurry, you will definitely rekindle old scores."

Wen Zhen said as he took out two thick case files from his arms.

On the cover, one says Ningguo Mansion Files, and the other says Rongguo Mansion Files.

Jia Cong took it and flipped through it at will. It was full of stories about forcing people to die, forcing girls into prostitution, forcibly selling land, setting up traps, kidnapping and extortion, raping women, forcing rape and murder, family destruction, loan sharking, soliciting lawsuits, and interfering in the judgment of cases. Waiting for the word, I was so angry that my eyes darkened, damn it! Damn it!

"Old Wen, you are good at this, do you have any good ideas?" Jia Cong asked.

Wen Zhendao: "Your Excellency is now the lifeblood of Nansi's revival. We would rather die than keep you safe. I believe that instead of waiting for the enemy to follow the clues and attack them randomly, it is better to relieve the situation in advance and abandon the soldiers to protect the chariot and the chariot to protect the commander. , the best strategy is to make all the enemy's plans fail."

Jia Cong nodded slowly: "Be invincible first, then wait for the enemy to be victorious!"

Wen Zhen cupped his hands and said, "Your Excellency, you are wise."

"When I found out, I sent someone to secretly inform the Minister of Civil Affairs, Zhao Shilang, that I have completed the tasks he asked me to do," Jia Cong said.

"I humble my duty and obey my orders."

"Quickly give me a list of people involved in the case in my family, and have someone else prepare relevant testimonies and evidence."

"Here is the list. Please take a look at it. As for the evidence involved in the case, I have just ordered people to sort it out. They should be able to sort it out before dawn tomorrow." Wen Zhen took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.

Jia Cong was very pleased. As expected, Jinyiwei Qianhu's professional quality was very high and he could check for the superior's mistakes and fill in his vacancies. With such subordinates, it would be easier for him.

Yin patted his thin shoulder and praised: "Old Wen, you can predict the enemy's plans first. You are worthy of being responsible for thousands of households. Let Old Qiao lead the people, and follow me home later to get people to ransack the house."

"This is the duty of a humble official. It's not a moral standard. I'll just go and deliver the order." Wen Zhen bowed and stepped back.

"Come back." Jia Cong suddenly called him.

"Excuse me, sir?" Wen Zhen turned around and asked.

"Old Wen, how many years have you been doing this?"

"Your Excellency, I joined the Southern Division at the age of 17, and it has been exactly 40 years."

"Well, so you are the most senior person in this company?"

"My lord, I am a humble servant in a humble position, and I dare not claim my seniority. I am only a few years older than your brothers and have been working in Nansi for a few more years."

Jia Cong saw that although he was thin, his back was straight, his voice was strong, his eyes were clear, he had good bones, and he was good at talking and doing things.

Yin smiled and said: "You are experienced and capable, and you are very familiar with our personnel. I will ask you for advice on many things I don't know about in the future."

Wen Zhen was flattered and hurriedly bowed and said: "My lord, this is an unreasonable compliment. I am ashamed of my humble position. If my lord has any inquiry, I should know that I will tell you everything."

Jia Cong chatted with him for a few more words and asked about his family situation. He was even more relieved to learn that he had a family and a career.

"Old Wen, why haven't you sent your two sons to the guard to run errands? When the Supreme Emperor was on the throne, Nansi was not in this situation." Jia Cong said.

It stands to reason that if there are thousands of households in charge, it should not be too simple to find a few places for the children of the family.

Wen Zhendao: "My lord, according to the rules, after the father dies, the son of the Jinyiwei errand is still in the humble position, so the dog son cannot inherit it. If you are selfish and break the rules, it is inevitable that the brothers will not obey, and it will be difficult to control the ethics in the future."

"Well, if you want to rectify others, you must rectify yourself first. It's very good. It's strange that you can manage thousands of households for more than 20 years. Now is the time for our company to employ people. I have specially approved two quotas for you. If you are willing, you can Let your son join the company as an errand."

Wen Zhen bowed and said: "Thank you for your grace. It is enough to receive a quota for a humble position. My eldest son has a dull and honest personality and cannot eat this bowl of rice. The youngest son is not stupid at all, he can barely be used."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "You can take care of it yourself." This old man understands etiquette, knows how to advance and retreat, has plans, is mature and prudent, and is quite useful.

"Yes. I resign." Wen Zhen exited the room, but his mood was not as calm as he showed. Only the slightly trembling palms when closing the door betrayed his uncontrollable heart.

Obviously, he had won Jia Cong's favor by virtue of his advantage in being in charge of the files and being close to the water.

Wen Zhen suppressed the excitement in his heart and secretly said that the master was chatting with me about family matters. It was obvious that he valued me quite a lot. I couldn't bear to meet such a young and talented Shangguan who came from a wealthy family.

It seems that whether he can further his career in this life and whether his children and grandchildren can have a better future all depend on him. You must be careful in handling errands in the future so as not to lose face.
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It was already evening when Jia Cong returned to Rong Mansion. Seeing his gloomy expression, Lin Zhixiao and other stewards became a little more careful and led the servants and disciples to kneel respectfully on both sides.

"This servant is waiting to welcome you back to your home."

"Place them in the south hall first for tea and dinner." Jia Cong was too lazy to talk nonsense and drove his horse outside Yimen and went straight to the back house.

"Yes." Lin Zhixiao and others didn't know why, so they had to agree first. Then they saw a group of Jinyi captains wearing flying fish uniforms coming in. The leader was Qiao Yin, the commander of Qianhu.

"No need to trouble the housekeeper. We are all rough people. We can just find a place to stay. We have to run errands later." Qiao Yin said with a smile.

Lin Zhixiao was dealing with Jin Yiwei for the first time, and he said cautiously: "My lords, please come in. What errands are you doing in my house?"

Qiao Yin chuckled and said, "We'll find out later."

Jia Cong's face was as heavy as water, and he went to Sister Feng's yard first. Along the way, the girls, wives, and mothers-in-law saw that he had a dark face and dared to greet him. They all knelt down on the roadside to greet him, not daring to breathe.

"Third Master, you are here, please come inside." Ping'er happened to come out and meet him at the gate of the courtyard.

When Jia Cong saw her coming, his expression improved slightly and he said in a deep voice, "Where is Sister Feng?"

"Grandma has gone to Rongqing Hall to serve. I will have a cup of tea first and take a rest. I will send someone to invite grandma back." Ping'er hurriedly welcomed Jia Cong into the room and said cautiously: "Master, this is... "

Jia Cong sighed, waved his hand and said, "Call the people back immediately."

Ping'er hurriedly sent Feng'er to invite Wang Xifeng, while he waited carefully on the side.

"Master, take a sip of tea first and calm down. It's such a big thing, so don't be so angry that your body is broken."

Jia Cong nodded and had no intention of teasing her. He was only thinking about how to deal with the bad debts at home. It has been hard to recover for so many years. Who knows how many bad things the people below have done? If you want to remove the abscess, you will have to do a lot of cleaning, which the old lady may not be willing to do.

At this time, Sister Feng had returned in a hurry, came in with a smile, and said, "Brother Cong, did you come with me to give you your salary? Good fellow, three aunts, a month's salary is thirty taels of silver, and the officials are so poor. When the jingle bell rings, where can I find money?"

Ping'er winked at her hurriedly.

Sister Feng was very smart and knew something was wrong. She quickly stopped, looked at Jia Cong and said, "Brother Cong, what do you want to do with your sister-in-law?"

Jia Cong raised his head and glanced at her without saying a word.

Seeing his cold eyes, Sister Feng didn't know what was going on, so she hurriedly took a preemptive strike and said with a smile: "Brother Cong, I have to be honest with you, sister-in-law, I am worthy of you. If something happens to you outside, please don't come back to make fun of me. Otherwise, I will go to the old lady and give you a copy."

Jia Cong sneered and said, "Are you worthy of me or the Jia family? What bastard thing have you done yourself? Do you want me to tell you?"

Wang Xifeng's heart thumped, but she said angrily: "Brother Cong, don't think that becoming a count can taint someone's innocence out of thin air. You should explain clearly what I have done. If you can't explain clearly, come to old age with me." Madam, let me argue..."

boom! Jia Cong slapped a file on the kang table and interrupted Wang Xifeng's words.

"See for yourself!"

"What is this, bullying me for not being able to read?"

"Second sister-in-law is illiterate, so I'll read it to you. It's all about your 'innocence', hum!" Jia Cong opened the file and read:

"In the fifth year of Xifeng, on a certain day of the month, Wang Xifeng, the second mistress of the Rongguo Mansion, ordered her servants to issue loan sharks, demand principal and interest, and forcibly seize Xiong Yongnian's land and house, forcing his family to death.

On a certain day of a certain month, he forced his servants to beat the common man Xi Yanhe, causing him to die from his injuries... A certain day of a certain month..."

"On a certain day in the sixth year of Xifeng, Wang Xifeng, the second mistress of the Rongguo Mansion, used the name of Jia Lian to instruct the Chang'an Jiedu envoy Yun Guang to intervene in the marriage of the Zhang family of Chang'an and Chang'an to guard the Xu family, and forced the Xu family to cancel the wedding ceremony, resulting in Miss Zhang and Mr. Xu both died in love."

"In the seventh year of Xifeng, on a certain day in a certain month, Wang Xifeng, the second mistress of the Rongguo Mansion, ordered her subordinates to bribe the Wannian County Magistrate, so that he could bend the law for personal gain, clear the third son of the wealthy Bao family of murder, and release him with a fine. The suffering master had no way to appeal. He committed suicide at the gate of Fusi in Beizhen to express his grievances."

"A certain day of a certain month..."

"Brother Cong... stop reading..." Wang Xifeng's face turned pale, and with a plop, he collapsed on the ground, sobbing.

Jia Cong said coldly: "This is the file that was taken out from Beizhen Fusi today. What do you have to say? Have you been wronged?"

Wang Xifeng bit her lip, covered her face with a handkerchief, and was speechless.

Ping'er hurriedly knelt beside Wang Xifeng, supported her, and said: "Third Master Mingjian, grandma doesn't know about many of these things. For example, grandma only paid out the capital and collected interest. How could she know what Wang'er and the others were doing down there? What.

Also... in those lawsuits, grandma only accepted people's money and helped others to solve their problems, and she didn't know the inside story..."

Ping'er's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and he lowered his head. He knew that Sister Feng could not escape the blame, and he didn't know how to excuse Wang Xifeng.

(End of this chapter)