The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 33 I Have Doubts
"It's not what I think! Jixiantang has suffered such a big loss. He attacked a child like me, just like shooting a cow from a distance, no matter how capable he is. Unless he kills me! He will definitely not think that it is mine. Because of this, all the anger will come out on the head of Duke Rongguo."

Jia She was trembling all over, and the hand holding the feather duster was trembling. He was angry all over, but unfortunately, this son was like tofu dropped in a gray pond, unable to be patted or beaten!
"Who is the person behind Jixian Hall?" Jia Cong didn't know who Mr. Gu was. Looking at Jia She's performance, he knew that Mr. Gu's family background might be somewhat profound.

"Evil!" Jia She scolded angrily.

Jia Cong bowed to Jia She. After the courtesy was thoughtful, he said "Take care!" and left politely.

Jia She froze on the ground dumbfounded. He was confused for a long time. Only then did he realize how serious the consequences of this matter were.

How many military officers and nobles did not die on the battlefield, but died in the strife in the court, and the civil servants who are the best at this are the civil servants. They also form cliques within themselves, but when dealing with military commanders and nobles, they It's amazingly united.

The boss behind Jixian Hall was Gu Mingchen, the Minister of Rites of the current dynasty, a bachelor of the cabinet, a Jinshi in Yongjia for 20 years, and a Shujishi.

Jia She shuddered and shivered when he thought of this.

Even though he was an official, he did not do well. He was lustful and greedy, had no great ambitions, and was timid and afraid of getting into trouble.

In Prince Zhongshun's Mansion, Meng Jixi only waited for a cup of tea in the concierge before being summoned by the prince. Unlike last time, the prince was in the Yimei Pavilion in the backyard.

After the snow had been rolling all night, the sky and the earth were completely white. The branches of the jade trees seemed to have piled up thousands of waves, and a faint fragrance came out. Looking around, I found that the plum calyx contained snow for the first time, and among the white caps, there was a bright yellow color. , delicate and delicate.

"Mu Jing, the snow is so beautiful, what kind of poem do you think would suit the occasion?"

Meng Jixi was stunned for a moment, bowed quietly, and then stepped forward and said, "I am a businessman who has always been poor at composing poems. The poem I heard in front of Jia's house the day before yesterday may be for the prince to appreciate. "

"That song "Plum Blossom"? There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone. I know it is not snow, because there is a secret fragrance coming!" King Zhongshun chanted it for a while, but he had to nod, "That's right, the sentence is 'because there is a secret fragrance coming' ', write so many twists and turns!"

"Although it is simple, it is also intriguing!" Meng Jixi agreed.

That is indeed a talented child.

"I heard news from the palace that someone at the Yushitai handed the emperor a booklet and copied it from the Jia family."

Meng Jixi was stunned and couldn't believe her ears. Was this incident expected by the child?

At this moment, he really wanted to ask in person.

"I shouldn't have told you about this! I heard that there was a rift between Yuqingtang and Jixiantang recently over the publication of a poem? What's going on?" King Zhongshun wrote on a rose Sitting down on the chair, the eunuch Cao Wan hurriedly put a piece of fox skin on his knees.

Meng Jixi knelt down and told the story in detail. At the end, he became more and more confused, "I really didn't expect that this matter would eventually be brought to the court."

After hearing this, King Zhongshun laughed and said, "Interesting!"

He asked again, "You said that that day, after you and the third son of the Jia family finished discussing business, he offered to let you help publish a single volume of the song "Two Swallows on the Liang"?"

"Yes!" Meng Jixi thought of the poem and slapped her forehead, "The slave is confused, the slave is stupid, the slave was deceived by that child!" King Zhongshun laughed loudly, "Interesting, interesting! If the Jia family didn't That half of the poem was taken out to Jixian Tang for printing, and Yu Qingtang printed and sold the single volume. The child made a fortune in vain and had no loss. However, Jixian Tang published the poem, and the Jia family was still on the single volume. It was a seemingly unrelated matter, but in the end, you, Meng Jixi, thought you were just taking advantage of the business opportunity, but you didn’t know that you were selling it and you were still helping to count the money!"

But that's not the case. He had already agreed with the child that "Two Swallows on the Liang" was worth 40 taels of silver. Although he didn't send it to him, could he not give it to him?

If you don’t send it, you will lose more!

"Interesting! I want to see how he solves the problem?"

Meng Jixi was a little puzzled by King Zhongshun's words. He could handle matters in the shopping mall with ease, but when it came to matters in the court, he was still lacking.

"The last time you talked about Gangyin, it is now the second year of Taiqi. How can you sell out all the Gangyin from the third year of Taiqi?" King Zhongshun frowned and asked.

Speaking of this matter, Meng Jixi was trembling all over. If he said his words, he might cause an uproar in the court, but he had to say them.

"Your Majesty, in the past, the Supreme Emperor said that on top of the original salt tax, an additional three taels of tax would be added to each pre-sale order. But whether it is a pre-sale or not, has there been an increase of three taels of tax? Apart from Who can know about the salt officials and salt merchants who handled it?"

In an instant, King Zhongshun's face turned pale. He sat on the rose chair like a statue.

After half a cup of tea, Meng Jixi came out of the palace. A gust of north wind blew snow particles towards him. He couldn't help but shuddered. His soaked clothes stuck to his body, and it was freezing to the bone.

"Let's go!" Meng Jixi hurriedly climbed onto the carriage and held the brazier in her arms, feeling that she was alive again.

"Master, where are you going?"

"Go to Jia's house, no, send someone to Jia's house and ask someone to tell Master Jia. I will wait for him at Heming Tower and tell him that the 40 taels of silver must be handed over to him personally!" Meng Jixi He felt that he had to meet Jia Cong today, otherwise, he would not be able to sleep at night.

In the snowy day, Jia Cong was reluctant to go out, but for the sake of 40 taels of silver, he decided to make a trip.

Yu Qingtang's carriage was waiting at the door. He didn't bother him to run a step further. While he was grateful for Meng Jixi's thoughtfulness, he was suspicious in his heart. If Meng Jixi just returned 40 taels of silver to him, there was no need to meet him in person.

The carriage stopped in front of Heming Tower. The waiter greeted him enthusiastically and said, "Mr. Meng is waiting inside. Sir, please come in!"

It was not during the meal time. Meng Jixi served tea and snacks. He ordered a table of snacks and thoughtfully said, "If you can't finish it in a while, I will pack it up and take it back."

Jia Cong smiled and picked up a piece of yam cake filled with jujube paste. This was the only food that Qin Keqing could eat before his death in "A Dream of Red Mansions". He took a bite and found it so sweet that he frowned.

"Brother Meng came to see me. I'm afraid he didn't just invite me to tea and snacks, right?" He picked up the tea and took a sip to remove the sweetness from his mouth.

"I have doubts, and I want to ask my brother to explain it! I just heard the news. A royal censor in the court read a copy of Rongguo Mansion and said that Rongguo Mansion competed with the people for profits, oppressed merchants, and insulted the dignity of the court."

　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)