Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 248 Strong troops and horses 2
  Jia Cong, who was far away in Liaodong, sneezed and rubbed his nose. The weather was so hot. Why did he suddenly feel a little cold on his back? Could it be that someone was scolding me behind my back.

Jia Cong was sitting behind the desk, eating the purple raspberries fed by Wanyan Wen and reviewing important official documents from the imperial family, very relaxed.

After reviewing it for a while, I ran out of patience, because the official documents were all in traditional Chinese, there was no punctuation, and it was difficult to break up sentences, which looked really tiring.

Jia Cong called Fan Ming in and threw all the documents to him. He raised his legs on the desk, took Wanyan'a into his arms, raised and lowered his hands, and teased her, making her laugh out loud from time to time.

Fan Ming was like a primary school student. He sat on a small stool in the hall and carefully helped Jia Cong read the official documents. After a while, he finished reading one copy and did not dare to raise his head. He said respectfully: "Your Excellency, the punishment room Reportedly, there was a prisoner who abducted and sold a girl as a slave. He was reported and captured. Because the abducted person was a Jurchen, the execution room did not dare to specialize in it. Please give me your instructions."

Upon hearing this, Wanyan's eyes flashed with anger, she glanced at Jia Cong but said nothing.

Jia Cong kissed her on the lips and said, "What does the law say?"

"According to the "Laws of the Great Wu", anyone who devises strategies to lure beloved people or rob or sell them into slaves will be punished with a hundred sticks and will be sent away for three thousand miles. Those who are wives, concubines and descendants will be punished with a hundred sticks and will be sent away for three years. Therefore, they will hurt others. Those who kill will be hanged. Those who kill will be beheaded."

Fan Ming is worthy of being a scholar. He is not only familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, but also the legal provisions, and he can read them casually.

Jia Cong listened to his explanation and sneered: "Too light. I tell you that now that the Jurchens have moved into the territory and abide by the laws, they should be regarded as Han people and not treated as ordinary people.

Anyone who abducts or sells women or children will be killed regardless of whether they have been sold or not! Confiscation of property. From now on, buying and selling will be the same crime. All human transactions must be registered and registered through the Yamen. Anyone who complains will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins. "

"Yes, I have recorded it." Fan Ming hurriedly recorded it.

Wanyanwei's eyes turned into a crescent moon smile, she leaned against Jia Cong's generous chest, raised her thumbs up, and said softly: "Brother Jia, you are really a great hero."

Jia Cong smiled slightly, reached out and pinched her round and perky buttocks.

With a cooing sound and her charming eyes like silk, Wan Yanwen came close to his ear and whispered: "Brother Jia, I really want to serve you as soon as possible. Please practice your skills quickly, okay?"

Jia Cong's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he almost fell off his chair. The little goblin quickly took a deep breath and suppressed his thoughts.

Fan Ming didn't squint, he just looked at the document. After a while, he added: "This letter is a letter jointly signed by the officials and scholars in the city to your Excellency, forwarded by the ceremony room. There are more than a hundred signatures."

Hearing that the letter was jointly signed by scholars, Jia Cong calmed down and said, "What are you talking about?"

Fan Ming said: "The scholars are grateful to you for establishing education and increasing the official tuition fees. Now they can eat meat every day, and they don't have to worry about the cost of lamps, candles, grease, matches, charcoal, paper, and ink. They can also receive rice on time. They look forward to listening to your teachings." , I sincerely ask you to take the time to go to the official school to inspect and teach."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "They are all scholars. I haven't even read the Four Books. What should I teach them?"

Fan Ming smiled and said: "Sir, who knows the name of the most talented person in the world? Just a few words will be enough for them to use him for life."

Jia Cong shook his head and said: "I asked Master Rong to go for me. It is said that the purpose of raising scholars in the country is to cultivate elites and govern the world. Reading can cultivate one's moral integrity and enlightenment, but one cannot study to death or become a nerd. It will be of no use to the country or the people."

"Yes."

"The factory reported the construction of farmland water conservancy..."

"The barracks reported the training of the guards' horses and the loss of military supplies..."

"The household reported that a certain village is offering strange crops with very high yields. Please ask for instructions on whether to promote them."

Jia Cong raised his eyebrows, became a little more interested, and said, "What is it?"

Fan Ming hurriedly said: "There is a thing called 'stick', which is shaped like a short stick, has many seeds, and can produce hundreds of kilograms per mu. There is also a thing called 'sweet potato', which can produce several thousand kilograms per mu. It is also resistant to barrenness, and is different from rice and wheat. Fighting for land." He said and sent the notice with a picture attached.

Jia Cong straightened up and took a look. The pictures on the picture were clearly corn and sweet potatoes. He hurriedly asked, "Have you never seen this before?"

"It's unheard of for me to be humble and ignorant," Fan Ming said.

Jia Cong said: "Call Hufang Jingcheng."

"Yes."

After a while, Hufang Jingcheng trotted over and kowtowed: "I humble myself to pay homage to the Lord Guard."

Jia Cong handed him the official document and said, "Since this thing has high yield, why hasn't it been planted before?"

Jing Cheng bowed and said: "Your Excellency, I have conducted an investigation in my humble position. It seems that these two things were introduced from overseas by the previous dynasty. Although they are high-yielding, they are very different from what the ancestors of the Han people have grown for generations. Compared with rice and wheat, the taste is also inferior." These are difficult to eat for a long time, and Chinese people are not used to eating them, so farmers are reluctant to grow them."

Jia Cong shook his head and laughed: "It's stupid. I don't know how many people will starve to death in the disaster year. Are there still people who dislike too much food? Although this stuff is not very delicious, it can always fill the stomach and save lives. On weekdays, it is always enough to feed the animals. .

As far as I know, this thing is easy to handle. Since the people are unwilling to use good land to plant this thing, I encourage them to use mountainous and thin land to plant it. When the time comes, the yamen will purchase and store them uniformly, and you can decide the price. It should not only benefit farmers, but also consider the yamen's financial resources. "

"Yes. I'll go down and take care of my humble job." Jing Cheng said.

"Well, Li Zheng, who reported this matter, is very public-spirited and is rewarded with a hundred gold."

"Yes." After dismissing Jingcheng, Jia Cong thought for a while and said, "Fan Ming, pass on my message and order the two villages to reclaim the mountainous land and plant a large amount of this plant. Within two years, the planting area of ​​​​this plant will reach half. .”

"Yes."

After finally spending more than an hour to deal with the government affairs, Jia Cong stretched himself and said: "Fan Ming, tell me, from now on, the official documents written by each person, house, department, etc. must be concise and concise. Who can do it?" If my mother gives me another long speech, I will be punished severely.

There are several people writing posts today, which are long and smelly. You pick them out, slap them in the face, and tell them that whoever wastes my time with these nonsense things again will get rid of them. "

"Yes. I'll take care of my humble duty right away." Fan Ming bowed and agreed.

"Wen'er, come take a nap with me." Jia Cong picked up Wanyan Wen and walked inside, letting out a string of sweet smiles.

"Brother Jia, do you just do business like this every day?" Wanyanwei said with a smile.

Jia Cong laughed and said, "It's been more than an hour, and my butt is numb. Isn't that considered diligent? Sometimes Shangguan can handle his official duties better if he doesn't bother too much."
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  Time flies, and Jia Cong has been "working hard" for half a year, but he has lost all interest. He only listens to Fan Ming's briefings over a cup of tea every day, forgets about it, and leaves all daily affairs to Rong Liu, You Jiaxi, Yu Hong, etc. Only ask a few words when a person has something special or something that interests him.

The rest of the time, in addition to practicing martial arts non-stop, he either patrolled the surrounding areas, conducted overt and covert inspections, or accompanied Wan Yanshan and the others to deal with Jurchen affairs. He became familiar with all the tribes and completely monopolized the Jurchen trade.

Worried about insufficient funds, he also invited Xue Pan to become a shareholder and ordered him to send more capable shopkeepers and assistants to handle trade matters.

On this day, Lei Tai came to report: "Instructor Wang led 7000 cavalry to arrive at Liaohaiwei to participate in the half-year competition."

Jia Cong was overjoyed. Wang Jin finally trained 7000 rural warriors for himself and hurriedly went out of the city to greet him.

Seeing the banner hunting, the majestic troops and horses, and the seven thousand people lined up neatly outside the city without making a sound, Jia Cong nodded secretly and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Coach Wang."

"My lord, this is a matter of humble duty, not to mention hard work." Wang Jin cupped his hands and said.

"We'll talk about the city first." Jia Cong waved his hand and everyone filed in.

That night, two tables of Jiefeng wine were prepared in the garrison mansion. Officials above the level of economics in each office in the yamen, as well as generals above Qianzong in the army, gathered together to welcome the king.

After drinking for three rounds, Jia Cong smiled and said: "Everyone, I am very happy that Coach Wang is here today. I will take this opportunity to say a few things."

After hearing what he said, everyone was busy holding their breath and concentrating, sitting upright.

"First of all, everyone has seen that the 7,000 men and horses brought by Coach Wang are the people selected by my family, Liaodong Zhuangzi. I saw that they still had some aspirations to serve the country, so I made them into rural warriors to help defend the city. You Mr. Qian, how is the progress of the barracks I ordered you to build?"

"Your Majesty, since there is no space in the city, the general selected more than 300 acres of land two miles east of the city and built a barracks. Now that it is completed, the soldiers can enter the camp to rest tonight." Youjia stood up hurriedly and said.

"Very good. Honorable Master, now the salary of the local braves will be reduced by half according to the regulations of the border army. After the competition, if they can be used together, the full amount will be paid," Jia Cong said.

"I respectfully obey your orders."

Jia Cong smiled slightly. It was really cool to use public money to support his own private soldiers.

"The second thing is that from now on, I appoint Wang Jiaotong as the deputy guard of this guard. You and I should work together to help each other and serve the imperial court together." As he said that, Jia Cong took out a card that had been written for a long time. Written confession document.

Everyone stood up and congratulated with smiles.

Wang Jin was stunned, and he jumped from an eighth-level imperial guard instructor to a sixth-level deputy guard of the frontier army. He was promoted several levels in a row, and his power increased countless times. Even in his wildest dreams, he had never dreamed of such a good thing. , stunned there for a moment.

"Master Wang, why don't you thank you for your kindness?" Everyone reminded him hurriedly.

Fan Ming had experience, so he ran over and gave his lower back a hard squeeze.

Wang Jin suddenly came to his senses and stammered: "The last general... The last general would like to thank you for your appreciation. I am afraid that my talent and knowledge will be limited, and I will not be able to take on a big responsibility."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Instructor Wang has been in the army for decades. He has deep qualifications. He is also a serious imperial guard. He has made many military exploits before. He is more than enough to be a deputy guard. I don't think anyone will object."

"What your Excellency said is absolutely true. Your Excellency Wang's promotion is worthy of his name." Everyone hurriedly agreed.

"General, thank you for your kindness!" Wang Jin was so excited that tears filled his eyes, and he turned over and prostrated.

Men work hard all their lives, just to have a successful career and have a wife and children? Therefore, the kindness of knowing someone is greater than all other kindnesses. It is for this reason that parties and groups can be formed in the court.

Those who were promoted to Jinshi in the two rankings were grateful to their room masters and sitting teachers just because they came from the same room and the same subject, not to mention Jia Cong's real promotion.

"There is no need to be polite, Deputy Shou Wang. From now on, these seven thousand local warriors will be under your control. I will leave the military affairs to you," Jia Cong said.

"The last will obey."

Everyone knows that this is the direct line of the direct line.

(End of this chapter)