The Red Mansion En Xiaohou

Chapter 111: Why do you become poor after paying the taxes of the four people (please follow up!)
Jia She took a deep breath in his heart.

This Wang Ziteng is really ruthless, but the officials in the northwest really can't do anything to him.

Jia Shan's ears were perked up, this was just what the Qing Tatars did.

Jashan’s eyes were on fire!
Dog Tartar!
And that Wang Ziteng, how dare he!

He was not afraid of being poked in the back. Jia Shan looked at Shi Xiu.

"Uncle Shi, if Wang Ziteng does such evil things, is there no way to punish him?"

Jia Shan asked Shi Xiu.

Shi Xiu shook his head helplessly. Several officials in the northwest did not want to treat him.

But he took advantage of the loopholes in the law. If you want to cure him, you can only change the law, otherwise there is no other way.

Of course, it's not that they didn't want to do this, but all the reports from the local area fell into the sea, so what can they do.

Jashan frowned.

If things go on like this for a long time, won't some people with ulterior motives follow suit?

As for the people who were taken captive, they were innocent. In the end, they fought hard against the Tatars and were crushed to pieces. After arriving at the gate of their own city, they were killed by their own family members in exchange for military honors. This is chilling to think about.

"Uncle Shi can probably guarantee that what he said is true."

Shi Xiu nodded without thinking.

"The whole northwest can testify."

Jia Shan turned her gaze to Jia She.

"Dad, we have to do something."

"I miss my grandfather. Both my great-grandfathers were famous generals who guarded the northwest. Now the people in the northwest are suffering."

"My Jia family is deeply loved by the people in the northwest. We must take action to rectify Wang Ziteng and at the same time amend the laws and regulations to nip this bad trend in the cradle."

Jia Shan spoke angrily and passionately.

Jia She couldn't help but shook his head, he wanted to do the same.

But he can't do this. The Jia family now is not the Jia family of the past. The Jia family of the past did have the ability to take the lead.

But today's Jia family does not have that appeal.

In the end, it was all in vain.

Jia Shan looked at Jia She in surprise.

"Dad, don't you want to?"

Jia She said nothing and looked at Jia Lian.

"Lian'er, tell your brother about the current situation of our family."

Jia Lian smiled bitterly like Jia She.

Although Jia She now has the position of deputy governor of the Beijing camp, he and Jia Shan are now rising step by step.

But it's still not appropriate for them to take the lead like this.

On the one hand, they are just rising now, which is a critical time.

At this time, the most important thing to do is to keep a low profile. On the other hand, their strength in the military ultimately depends on their fathers.

He has no military achievements, and this is what matters most in this army.

How could they have the confidence to take the lead? The most important point was that Wang Ziteng was indeed recommended by their Rongguo Mansion.

That's what matters most.

Although they have now broken with Wang Ziteng, it is not known what he did in the northwest.

But in the end, I still have no face.

"I'm still young!"

Jia Lian explained to Jia She and sighed helplessly.

Jia Shan became silent, and the passion he finally ignited was extinguished by a basin of cold water.

Jia Lian was right, it was not easy for Rongguo Mansion to fry as much rice as they wanted in a big pot, and they couldn't do it now.

Shi Xiu's eyes wandered back and forth on the three members of the Jia family.

"Brother Enhou, do you know General Meng?"

Jia She was stunned for a moment.

"General Meng has returned to Beijing."

Jia She knew the old General Meng mentioned by Shi Xiu.

This Meng is the Meng clan, one of the three clans of Lao Qin in the Great Qin Empire a thousand years ago.

After the fall of the Qin Dynasty, the Meng family moved to the northwest with their families, where they used their flesh and blood to forge a line of defense to guard their land in China for generations.

Shi Xiu nodded.

"General Meng plans to return to Beijing soon."

"On the one hand, it's to report on his duties. On the other hand, the old general's health has become worse and worse in recent years. He returned to Beijing to recuperate."

"What's wrong with the old general's health?"

"Why do you need to recuperate?"

Jia She asked with concern.

"I remember that three years ago, General Meng was still full of energy when he returned to Beijing. It has only been three years now, how come he has reached the stage of recuperating from illness."

Shi Xiu took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Time urges heroes, but you don't understand Enhou."

"This is a warrior. No matter how strong he looks, when he reaches a certain age, the old injuries and hidden diseases in his body will burst out."

"Is Qin Qiong, the famous general of the Tang Dynasty, brave?"

Jia Amnesty nodded.

Of course Yong, a pair of pairs of copper maces can be used to perfection.

Shi Xiu looked up at the sky.

"But in his later years, he was still suffering from illnesses."

"I have a lot of hidden illnesses, and I'm afraid it won't be easy for me when I grow old."

Jia She sighed deeply when he heard Shi Xiu say this.

He thought of Jia Daishan, and so did his father.

I had no problem living vigorously for another few decades, but after what happened to the former prince, I suddenly fell ill. After that, I survived on the bed for a few months and then passed away.

"General Meng is not in good health now, but someone can take over his duties."

Shi Xiu shook his head. For a man like General Meng, how could his class be accepted by ordinary people?

Jia Amnesty fell into deep thought.

The Tatars in the northwest have been trying to make a move, and now the court is not stable either.

It would be bad if the northwestern Tatars take advantage of this loophole.

"but."

Shi Xiu gasped and looked at Jia She with a smile.

"Brother Enhou, you can actually make a trip to the cauldron."

"Stop it!"

Hearing Shi Xiu's words, Jia She couldn't help laughing.

"I don't know how to organize troops, how can I do it?"

Shi Xiu smiled mysteriously.

"Don't belittle yourself, Lord."

"Nowadays, the northwest is divided into two camps. One is our founding family, and the other is the old northwest people like General Meng."

"Uncle Jia was really a powerful figure back then and could convince both camps."

"Although Uncle Jia has been dead for many years now, his remaining power in the northwest is still there. You are Uncle Jia's eldest son and the legitimate heir to the Rongguo Mansion. You don't need to do much after you leave. You only need to sit in the army."

All in all, he is a mascot.

Jia She showed a helpless smile.

His arms and legs are almost worn out now. Is he really going to make a trip to the northwest in the future?

Jashan's eyes became bright.

He didn't expect his father to have such ability.

It’s just that!

When others fight, he picks up the slack from behind. Is it okay for him to do the job?

Jia Shan looked at Jia She with envy.

"Open the palace gate!"

The high and sharp voice of the eunuch came, and the palace door gradually opened.

All the ministers quickly stood in line.

It was her first time to attend a court meeting, and the inexperienced Jia Shan wanted to follow Jia She.

He was kicked by Jia She into the ranks of fifth-rank officials.

As for Jia Lian, Jia Lian was even more pitiful and went directly to the back of the team.

In fact, he was not qualified to participate in this court meeting.

It was only because he was a county magistrate in the capital that the emperor could inquire about the people's livelihood in the capital at any time, so he was allowed to participate.

In front of the Taiji Palace, the officials walked slowly, led by the eunuchs, while Jia Shan trotted.

The people on Jia Shan’s side were either old men or middle-aged people.

Jia Shan stood in the middle, completely overwhelmed by the adult's figure.

This great court meeting is really not accessible to anyone.

You can't give him any special privileges as a child.

"Enter!"

There was another sharp eunuch's voice, and Jia Shan, who had just stood still for a while, had to start running again.

When they reached the high stairs, Jia Shan had a hard time walking.

After paying homage to the emperor, the emperor thoughtfully gave him a seat.

All the ministers sat down in confusion.

Only then did Jia Shan see the appearance of the people around her.

I saw an old man with a white beard sitting to his right. This old man was obviously awake like him.

Half-closing his eyes, he boldly took a nap.

Sitting on his left was a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was full of energy and listened attentively.At this moment, Jia Shan felt like she was dreaming back to the classroom in her previous life.

I couldn't help but want to doze off, and finally, under the gaze of the middle-aged people around me, I half-closed my eyes like an old man and sat down to doze off.

In the court, disputes continued, but Jia Shan and the old man remained contented with the world.

Suddenly the middle-aged man next to him stood up.

"I am impeaching the prince's attendant, Jia Shan, for openly dozing off in the court hall!"

The crowd laughed in an uproar, and looked in the direction pointed by the middle-aged man.

Sure enough, Jia Shan was sleeping, sleeping soundly.

As for the old man next to Jia Shan, no one paid attention to him.

The emperor's eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"Jashan!"

The emperor's voice sounded.

Jia Shan was still sleeping, but Jia She and Jia Lian's heart became nervous.

How dare this damn boy sleep in the court hall.

Are you really desperate?

"Jashan!"

The emperor shouted again.

Jia Shan didn't respond yet, but the old man next to Jia Shan woke up.

Seeing everyone looking towards him, the old man was startled for a moment.

But remembering that I was almost ninety years old, I put my heart back in my stomach.

After all, who would be so free to cause trouble for him?

I'm not afraid that he will collapse at the door of his house and not get up.

The old man's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

The eyes gradually close again.

"Jashan!"

The emperor called Jia Shan for the third time. Now the emperor was a little angry.

This Jia Shan really doesn't care about the occasion when she sleeps. This is the Great Chao Club, not his home.

Especially since he called him so many times.

Doesn't he, the emperor, have no face?

None of the ministers around Jia Shan called him, so Jia She could no longer bear it and shoveled himself in front of the emperor.

"It's okay for me to teach my son. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Everyone's eyes turned to Jia She.

Jia She knelt tremblingly.

Damn it!

The emperor looked at Jia She.

"Jia Shan is sleeping in the court, Jia She, why are you kneeling down?"

"Someone, go wake me up Jia Shan. I want to ask him what he heard in this court!"

Jia She's head began to sweat.

Wang Deming followed the emperor's words and called Jia Shan.

"Master Xiao Jia, Master Xiao Jia!"

Jia Shan let out a whimper, her brows gradually furrowed, and she leaned to the side unhappily.

This reliance lies directly on the middle-aged man who impeached him.

The middle-aged man pushed Jia Shan, and Jia Shan slowly opened her eyes, still in a state of confusion.

"Is it time to go to the father-in-law?"

"Why are my legs so numb?"

Listening to the ministers' discussion, Jia Shan fell asleep.

In the empty hall, Jia Shan's voice reached the ears of the ministers and the emperor very clearly.

Wang Mingde's mouth twitched.

"Master Xiao Jia, His Majesty is calling you!"

Jashan was stunned.

Only then did he remember that he was at a large court meeting.

Jia Shan and the minister looked at each other, wondering what had just happened.

He is not sleeping, why are so many people looking at him?

Jia Shan turned her eyes to the old man sitting next to her, and met his eyes.

Jia Shan cursed in her heart that she deserved to die, that she had been tricked, and now the old man still looked as sleepy as before.

Jia She wished he could slap himself.

Wang Mingde reminded Jia Shan again.

"Master Xiao Jia, His Majesty is calling you."

Jia Shan turned her eyes to the emperor, who was looking at her helplessly.

Jia Shan quickly knelt down.

"I was so tired that I accidentally fell asleep in the court hall. I deserve to die!"

The emperor's eyes looked up and down at Jia Shan.

He's really been a little tired lately.

I heard that something happened again in Rongguo Mansion recently.

The emperor sighed silently.

"Sleeping in the court hall is a crime of great disrespect. According to the law, you should remove your official uniform and never be hired. I think that since you are young, I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."

"Are you willing to take advantage of it!"

The emperor asked Jashan.

Of course, I am sure that his official position was hard-won.

Even if you can’t grasp it, you still have to grasp it.

The emperor spoke again.

"Recently, autumn rains have continued in Shandong, and flooding has occurred in some areas."

"Do you have a solution?"

Jia Shan was stunned.

Floods are natural disasters, and he is not a god, so he can't solve them.

If it doesn't work, tie him to the altar and offer sacrifices to heaven.

Maybe it can be solved.

The emperor sighed again.

"I am asking you how to deal with the arrangements for the victims after the disaster. We have just experienced a locust plague and the court has no money or food."

The emperor reminded Jashan.

Jashan suddenly realized.

He knows how to solve it.

Cash for work!

Anyone who has studied history in middle school or high school will definitely think of this answer when asked this question.

In the 80s, the United States suffered a serious economic crisis, and Roosevelt relied on this to reverse the entire U.S. economic situation.

In later generations of disaster management, this method was often used to solve post-disaster problems.

Can.
Jia Shan frowned tightly. The reason why future generations can afford this is because of post-social and economic development. There are many jobs to accommodate these post-disaster residents.

On the other hand, the country has enough money to support such a large-scale post-disaster reconstruction.

But now Daqian is far from reaching the level of later generations.

What can be done?

Jia Shan's eyes turned dark.

If the current poverty of the imperial court cannot be solved, the victims cannot be comforted.

But how to solve the poverty of the imperial court.

Jashan fell into deep thought.

In the process of thinking, Jia Shan thought of her motherland in future generations.

In the last century, when New China was just founded, the country was in poverty.

But later on, the economy was able to grow rapidly in just a few decades.

Jia Shan's eyes lit up and she saluted the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I have a way to deal with the victims."

"Your Majesty, does he know what a state-owned enterprise is?"

The emperor frowned.

State-owned enterprise?What is this.

The ministers in the court also frowned.

"Your Majesty, I have a question for you and your ministers: why does the court have no money?"

"Everyone in the world has to pay taxes to the imperial court. Logically, the imperial court should be the richest. How could it be so poor?"

Jashan asked the emperor.

The emperor's frown deepened.

Why did the imperial court have no money? Countless answers flashed through the emperor's mind, but he always felt something was wrong and looked at the ministers standing below.

"Dear ladies, do you have any opinions?"

The answers from the ministers below were varied, and they were all about the need for disaster relief due to natural disasters in successive years.

A smile appeared on Jia Shan's lips.

Natural disasters are certainly the cause, but they are not the root cause.

(End of this chapter)