The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

Song Xueci felt that he was deviant enough, and he also went through a "turning point in life" and his temperament changed drastically.Although no one seems to be able to see it, his creed in life is no longer foolish loyalty, but selective loyalty.Therefore, considering his sudden catastrophe and the patriotism behind Jia Zhen's kidnapping, he felt that he could still put himself in Jia Zhen's perspective and imagine a thing or two, and he also bit the bullet and stood on Jia Zhen's side , Protecting people under pressure.But never expected, never expected!

"You're joking, aren't you?" Song Xueci gritted his teeth and looked at Jia Zhen, trying to see a hint of camouflage from the expressionless face.

Jia Zhen watched Song Xueci's chest rise and fall after hearing the words. The degree of the rise and fall was obvious, as could be seen from the trembling of the fox fur the other party was wearing. behind people.Just in case, the left and right sides are also fixed with armchairs.

"Master Song, sit still, breathe slowly!" After Jia Zhen finished speaking, she went to the outer room to bring in a pot of hot tea, and poured it for someone, quite worried, "Drink your tea slowly."

Holding the hot tea in his hand, Song Xueci felt his sanity slowly returning to the warmth from his palm. He looked at Jia Zhen with fixed eyes, and after reading it over and over again, he was sure that Jia Zhen was really not joking. The ingredients are there, and there is a warning in the eyes: "You absolutely must not do this, and you must not even have thoughts."

"Why?" Jia Zhen was surprised: "I know that the other party is ambitious, why didn't I kill him while he was young? That's fine. Now that the other party has recuperated and is showing off his strength, why don't you deal with him? If it doesn’t work, we have to wait for him to become stronger? This is completely taught…” The textbook version!

Turning the tip of her tongue, Jia Zhen gritted her teeth: "Is it explaining what it means to raise a tiger?"

Song Xueci held the teacup and directly raised his hand to take a sip. He didn't have gentle energy, but he was heroic. Then he put the teacup on the table heavily, let out a breath slowly, with helplessness on his face, and said: "So now the treasury has no money!"

"I..." Jia Zhen directly clenched her fists, restraining her urge to beat someone.He looked at the aura of being a man who is in charge of everyone, and thought that there was something bold to say, but he didn't expect it to be no less than being slapped by someone with his bare hands.

There is no room for rebuttal to this reason.

After Song Xueci finished speaking, his body was full of depression, and he said earnestly: "Even if there is a one in ten thousand possibility, you really succeeded. But if you are retaliated afterwards and Raksha raises troops to attack on a large scale, I'm afraid it's intentional." Powerless."

"No," Jia Zhen's complexion turned: "Don't talk about the annual tax, isn't Su Haiwang's family property tens of millions? Besides cash, he also has gold mines? Gold mines!!"

"There is a day when gold and silver are exhausted." After Song Xueci finished speaking, he saw Jia Zhen's horrified and unresponsive appearance, fearing that people would misunderstand him and go to extremes, so he hurriedly explained: "Although the emperor said that he did go to the south of the Yangtze River once, it was also a matter of politics. The purpose is above all. Although the civil and military officials have borrowed money from the treasury, they have kept their minds in mind that there are IOUs. And it is precisely because of the "loans" that Zhonghai's property was used to build the Great Wall in the north, the embankment in the south, and the national overhaul. During the official water transportation, if anyone corrupts these four projects, he will be killed without mercy, and all civil and military officials dare not have any objections."

"Seventy percent is spent on road repairs." Song Xueci said while looking at Jia Zhen, and asked cautiously, "Do you need me to elaborate on the benefits that road repairs can bring?"

"How dare you say that the broken road has been repaired?"

Jia Zhen slandered inwardly, but given the current level of social productivity development, he has no qualifications to stand on the commanding heights of technology and make sarcastic remarks.After all, as a traverser, he doesn't build or build roads.

But thinking about it in her heart, Jia Zhen still had a rebellious face, and snorted coldly: "You think I'm a fool? I still understand the basic principles of road construction. After the unification of Qin Shihuang, roads were built first! As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads." He also knew that the emperor was indeed worthy of the word "Ming Jun" in his edict to a certain extent, so he never dared to play too much "mind". He maintains his own personality of "I don't know others when I am alone".

"Build roads first if you want to get rich?" Song Xueci murmured softly when he heard the words, and looked at Jia Zhen with a glint of approval in his eyes: "It's really not rough. You really were delayed by Jia's family." !” Wisdom is only used for eating, drinking and having fun, and there is no hope for the country or family.

After hearing this, Jia Zhen smiled sarcastically, half changing the subject and half confused, and asked while serving tea, "But after the road is built, there should be no north-south trade. Make money?"

"There is an order, and no gifts will be added. So now it can be said that wealth is hidden in the people." After Song Xueci finished speaking, facing Jia Zhen's obvious booing expression, he lowered his voice a little, and said: "The emptiness of the national treasury is due to the past. In the year of the Rebellion, someone exchanged the treasury's silver deposits."

Jia Zhen took a sip of tea and sprayed it out, her eyes widened, and she gasped: "You...what are you talking about?"

"Is this already a secret?" Song Xueci wiped the splashed water on his sleeves with a handkerchief, and slowly added: "Of course, you were Xu Jue before, so it's reasonable not to know. Now Telling you this is to make you realize that you must think that peace is on your mind. At least for ten years, you can’t go to war. Even if we tighten our belts, we can’t afford extra military pay. The court can afford small-scale battles. It is already so meticulous that the private treasury of Shuanghuang is also used. The people in the internal affairs treasury look at the Ministry of Accounts with a bad face."

"Nowadays, we are the ones who need to recuperate." Song Xueci paused every word, very solemnly: "Peace inside and fight outside."

Thousands of thoughts appeared in Jia Zhen's mind for a while, and she finally gathered herself together and asked, "How much is the military salary for a battle in the Northeast?"

"The regular military pay is 56 taels, and if it is a war, it will be 190 taels!" Song Xueci said, feeling like he was cutting his flesh.Not being the minister of the household department, he doesn't know the importance of yellow and white things.As for telling Jia Zhen about the military pay, it doesn't matter.These are things that the Di Bao will report.However, it can also be seen from the side that Jia Zhen and Jia Amnesty both slept with the mansion newspaper as a pillow.

"That is to say, the capital chain is in danger of breaking at any time." Jia Zhen felt that there were countless grass mud horses running in her heart. What kind of bullshit prince and General Wang, this group of people are simply rats!

Tooth itchy with anger, Jia Zhen said: "I understand what you mean, let's go to Rakshasa to talk. Then you think of a way, anyway, what is the country's righteousness, what is the elder status, it is up to you, I can cooperate with you, but I Want money! 200 million for a grand duke? [-] for a nephew!"

Song Xueci covered his forehead: "Do you really think you are a robber?"

"Since you have no money, why are you so hypocritical?" Jia Zhen choked.

"No," Song Xueci smiled: "Your uncle said that he wanted to bring these strings back to Beijing, and then open a friendly exchange class. When he is finished learning, let him go back to the country. This idea comes from your "Propaganda of the Law" I got it. Of course, there is also a tuition fee, what do you think? Be civilized, kidnapping requires a ransom to change the term."

"It's okay. But if they are killed, how can we open our mouths and say it clearly?" Jia Zhen pondered, and said: "Let them sign the exemption agreement?"

"As the saying goes, listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books." Song Xueci straightened his clothes and said forcefully, "I will teach them as a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, one day is enough."

"Awesome!" Jia Zhen raised her eyebrows: "When did you get promoted? Ge Lao?" Even if Song Xueci is the second generation of officials, the speed of his promotion is too fast, right?A first-rank boss who is less than forty!

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that. I've been teaching the prince, don't you know?" Song Xueci said, "Before leaving the capital this time, Mr. Wen retired to beg for bones, and the other court elders were promoted one by one, and I filled the position. Otherwise, What can I use to control the right to speak to the outside world, when your uncles and nephews are making a fuss?"

Jia Zhen nodded understandingly, and looked at Song Xueci with great admiration: "Uncle, are you still short of a nephew? No, you will be busy with everything in the future, so will you have no time to raise that bamboo bear? I can do it for your nephew."

Uncle Song couldn't understand Jia Zhen's dog legs: "Nephew, this is the first time you call me uncle after growing up, just because of the bamboo bear?"

Jia Zhen smiled sarcastically.

"It's a bit better than when you were a child. Back then, you could break your promise with a bunch of candied haws."

Seeing that someone seemed to be turning over old accounts, Jia Zhen smiled awkwardly, and joked, "Probably...probably the beauty is holding the candied haws."

When Song Xueci heard the words, he was as black as a pot.This brat Jia Zhen was stuffed into the Song family's private school in the past, and he also went to teach occasionally in the past.This brat beats and kicks, buys homework with pocket money, can do anything anyway, but his mouth is super sweet, not only Jia Zhen's grandmother obediently calls out to him, but even his mother loves it.In the end, due to eating too much sweets, toothache and tooth replacement, he finally disappeared from the Song family private school.Of course, later on, it was natural that the Jia family still held military power, and it was not easy for the two families to communicate too much.

On the night of the Lantern Festival, that night, Song Xueci breathed a sigh of relief and looked at "magpies." As a "magpie", Jia Zhen was naturally questioned.Then I saw what someone said, and when I asked, the brat took out three IOUs, and he was so proud that he was about to fill the room with candied haws.

"Master Song?" Seeing this, Jia Zhen said cautiously, "Then...then what, I don't remember very clearly when I was young, if I offended you at the beginning, please forgive me."

His memories of Jia Zhen's past all come from Jia Rong's narration. He made insinuations about Jia She and others and the former servants. In the first half of his life, when he dreamed of drinking, meat and fish, he directly emptied his memory.

Anyway, it's up to them to believe it or not, as long as he himself believes it.

"I... Let's continue discussing the business, why don't you go back and rest first, what's the matter to talk about tomorrow?" Jia Zhen said, and suddenly glanced out.

"The business is what I said before. If someone comes tomorrow, don't act rashly." Hearing this, Song Xueci also shifted the focus back and said, "We must calm this matter down as soon as possible."

"It's natural." Jia Zhen nodded: "I will cooperate with you in the next few days. However,"

Deliberately stretching her gaze, Jia Zhen raised her eyebrows: "Do you think we are safe here?"

"What do you mean?" Song Xueci was inexplicably surprised when he heard the words.

"For example, be careful of fire and candles in autumn." Jia Zhen lowered her voice a little: "We are not familiar with the place where we are born. What should we do if we are forced to do something about our basic necessities?"

Song Xueci smiled meaningfully: "Do you know why I raise bears?"

"What?"

"For evil!"