From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 292 Taking advantage of the opportunity
After Murong Fu left, Jia Wei seized the opportunity and prepared to take advantage of the situation.

When passing by Wang Yuyan's house, I could hear her crying sadly, which made me feel sad.

Jia Wei certainly would not act like a licking dog and try to please Wang Yuyan. He entered the main room and ordered, "Call Miss Wang out."

"Yes."

Jia Wei sat down and the maid came forward to pour him tea. Soon the crying in the room stopped, but there was still no sign of Wang Yuyan.

Jia Wei was not in a hurry either. He drank tea and waited quietly.

Wang Yuyan took a while to finish a cup of tea before slowly walking in.

She didn't tidy up, her clothes were a little messy, her face was covered with tear marks, and she looked so pitiful.

She stood there, neither bowing nor speaking. Wang Yuyan was filled with sorrow, and if she hadn't been thinking about Madam Wang, she would have definitely thought of committing suicide.

Jia Wei waved his hand, and the two maids who were serving him retreated silently to the door.

He chuckled, "Come here."

Wang Yuyan was still a little afraid of Jia Wei in her heart, so she walked forward obediently.

Jia Wei took her hand and wiped the tears from her face.

"Why are you crying? Wasn't this result expected?"

Wang Yuyan dodged his hand and said, "You must have threatened my cousin. You don't keep your word."

Jia Wei burst into laughter. Wang Yuyan looked at him and he said, "Don't you know Murong Fu? He dreams of restoring his country all day long. Where is your place? Compared with the grand plan of the Murong family, what is a cousin like you?"

Wang Yuyan pursed her lips tightly, unable to hold back the frustration and sadness on her face.

Jia Wei pulled her over, held her in his arms, and continued, "When Murong Fu heard that I wanted to take you as my concubine, he was so happy that he could get in touch with me. He said something like, 'My cousin is familiar with the martial arts secrets of all the schools in the world, and she will definitely help the marquis achieve great things'..."

When Wang Yuyan heard this, she couldn't stop her tears from flowing. She had lived in Mantuo Villa since she was a child. No one else knew about these things, and she would not tell Jia Wei about them.

When she thought about Murong Fu using her to please Jia Wei, she couldn't help but feel sad...

"Your cousin is obsessed with profit and is willing to give up everything. When I said I liked Ah Zhu and Ah Bi, he readily agreed and promised to send them to me in two days. I guess he just sighed that the Murong family didn't have a daughter of their own."

Wang Yuyan burst into tears, and Jia Wei felt that her crying was full of brokenness and was very beautiful.

Jia Wei lowered his head and kissed her cherry lips.

"Oh."

Wang Yuyan was heartbroken and didn't resist, she just cried.

Jia Wei looked up at her and said, "Why are you crying? If you follow me in the future, you don't have to learn martial arts that you don't like. You can do whatever you want."

After hearing this, Wang Yuyan thought that she read those secret books just to help Murong Fu. Even Jia Wei, whom she had just met, knew her feelings and saw that she did not like martial arts.

But Murong Fu treated her like a worn-out shoe, and she felt very complicated for a while.

Jia Wei picked her up and went straight into the inner room.

Just now Wang Yuyan was lying on the bed crying, the bedding was in a mess, and she sat on it, feeling a little scared for a moment.

She trembled and said, "No."

Jia Wei held her chin with his hand, kissed her hair and cheeks, and asked in a low voice: "If you don't want me, who do you want?"

Jia Wei suddenly felt that Wang Yuyan was a little ungrateful.

I'll have to teach her a lesson later.

Wang Yuyan was also stunned when she heard this.

Yes, now she can only be Jia Wei’s concubine.

That day is only a matter of time.

Jia Wei tore off Wang Yuyan's silk stockings and held her feet with one hand.

While eating.

He held Wang Yuyan's arch and felt her delicate and soft skin, her slender feet and her round toes like pearls.

Wang Yuyan's body was tense.

Jia Wei kissed the tear marks on her face, and felt that Wang Yuyan was full of youthful energy.

From the side of the face to the ears,

Down along the snow-white neck.

Hold the snow.

Jia Wei casually took Wang Yuyan's handkerchief.

Stand up.

It was already afternoon time, and the slightly warm sunlight slanted in through the window and hit the wall.

Two shadows entangled together.

After a long time, Wang Yuyan's slender fingers, like peeling an onion,

Squeeze out a wrinkle.

. . . . . .

Jia Wei stayed in Wang Yuyan's room at night.

of course,

He played around again.

Anyway, all she was thinking about was her cousin, so she just drank it till she was full.

The next day, Jia Wei followed the plan.

He took his wives and concubines to a temple outside the city to burn incense and worship Buddha.

The Salt Administration Office, inside the study.

Lin Ruhai was neatly dressed in his official uniform. He closed his eyes and frowned.

Recently, another major event happened in Chenhan. Shaanxi suffered from severe drought and locust plague successively.

The rivers had little water, the valleys had no water, the wheat roots had dried up, many cattle and sheep had died, the land was barren for a thousand miles from east to west, and the dead lay side by side on the road.

The emperor appointed an imperial envoy to be in charge of disaster relief efforts and gave him a secret decree ordering wealthy merchants in Jiangnan to donate to the relief efforts.

Lin Ruhai was very worried about this. There were many wealthy businessmen in Jiangnan, but most of them followed the lead of salt merchants.

If the salt merchants are unwilling to take the lead, donations and fundraising will not achieve the expected goals.

Moreover, the salt administration reform was at a critical juncture. The change from "salt permit" to "salt ticket" was unprecedented and had greatly damaged the interests of salt merchants.

The Huai River and Huai River regions have been under high pressure for a long time, and they need to be cautious at every step. Even a single wrong step would ignite this powder keg.

Now forcing all salt merchants to take the lead in donating will undoubtedly exacerbate the conflict, and no one knows how the situation will develop.

Lin Ruhai could also guess what Emperor Xuanwu was thinking. Most likely, the emperor wanted to have Jia Wei and the Jinyi Army in charge of Yangzhou. What kind of splash could a group of businessmen make?
But Lin Ruhai had been running Lianghuai Salt for many years and was more familiar with the capabilities of the salt merchants and their complex connections, so he was worried...

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and a hunchbacked old butler stood at the door and said, "Master, everyone is here."

Lin Ruhai slowly opened his eyes, stood up, shook off his official uniform, walked out of the study, and went to a side hall.

Both parties are old acquaintances, no, it would be more appropriate to say that they are old enemies.

Lin Ruhai’s previous poisoning and Jia Min’s death might have been caused by the salt merchants.

Now that the salt administration has been rectified, Lin Ruhai has made the salt merchants suffer greatly, changed the salt permits into salt tickets, and thus grasped their lifeline.

After this reform, even if the salt merchants can survive, they will have to cut their flesh and bleed...

There was some casual conversation and some jokes at the beginning, but the atmosphere in the hall was a little cold.

The wealthy businessmen were well-informed and naturally knew Lin Ruhai's intention in calling them together, but no one wanted to accept the donation and they all watched coldly.

Lin Ruhai glanced at the twenty or so people in the hall and said calmly, "This is the will of the court. How can I reject it privately?"

"Although we are humble merchants, we also care about the country. We know that the drought in Shaanxi is serious and the people are miserable. However, Lord Lin is in charge of the Lianghuai Salt Administration and knows the recent situation of several of us. Even if we want to provide relief to the victims, we are powerless."

(End of this chapter)