Mr. Jia who was infected with the virus [Red House]

Jia Amnesty didn't know his third uncle's resentment, and waited eagerly for praise after the speech.

Jia Dairu turned his head away, he should have gotten the compliment, but if you want him to praise it, there is no way!There are no windows!

But he didn't praise Jia She, which doesn't mean no one praises him. Xihedi walked over and donated a gold ingot, which caused a wave of donations. A father has no dogs!"

As soon as Jia She heard that this man knew his father, and the address was extremely affectionate, he hurried forward to salute, "Boy Jia She pays his respects to Mr., and he doesn't know the name of the elder."

Seeing that it was Mr. Huang, Jia Dairu also greeted him, "How is Mr. Huang recently?"

Xi Hedi smiled slightly, "I wasn't in a good mood at first, but after I came out, I felt relieved."

He was certainly relieved to see the people supporting the local enemy bandits and actively raising donations.

Jia Dairu followed with a slight nod, "That's right, you won't be in a good mood if you are bored at home for a long time, and you should go out often to see new things. Besides, being idle at home is not good for your health. Stay busy and stay healthy.”

Xihe Di's heart choked up, feeling that Jia Daishan's younger brother was a bit stupid.He hadn't even guessed that he was the current emperor. The fourth son followed him respectfully last time. Who could it be that he knew that the fourth son was a prince but didn't want a prince to accompany him?He thought it was something you knew and I knew, but it was something that no one would expose, but he found that Jia Dairu might be made of cowhide, which cannot be easily pierced.

Does he look like an idler?Emperor Xihe suspected that the white hair on his temples had grown white.It was easy to chat to death with him, so I simply turned around and asked Jia Amnesty.

"What you said just now is excellent, but what are you going to do with the donation?"

Jia Amnesty has a plan in mind, "The donations are divided into five parts, one part is donated to the national treasury to distribute soldiers' marching silver or salary, and the other three are like bidding for merchants all over the world, one of which is used to buy grain and the other is used to buy cloth. Cotton, and a purchase of medicines."

Emperor Xihe nodded slowly, "You have considered well, and the rest is used to escort food, grass and clothes? Can you mobilize so much energy?"

He felt that Jia Amnesty had a very good heart, but he didn't consider it thoroughly, and the mobilization of the labor force required corvee from the court.

Jia She's eyes widened, and he blurted out, "Of course it's whoever I buy who will be responsible for the delivery to the front. I'm not stupid to spend a share of the money. Of course, I have to agree with the merchant in advance that the final payment will be paid after the goods arrive at the front. The merchant travels all over the world." , Let them escort things quickly, economically and safely.”

Xihedi is a little depressed, is he really stupid?Transporting grain and grass not only required corvee people to delay farming time, but also caused a lot of unnecessary waste.

It seems that he should really think about how to make full use of merchants.

"And what will you do with your last share?" he asked.

Jia Amnesty didn't even think about it, "Women need to sew clothes, bedding, shoes and socks, and the last part is their wages. Things are urgently needed, and women will definitely stay up late to make them. I plan to charge higher wages for each item."

The more Emperor Xihe watched, the more he felt that Jia Daishan had given birth to a good son, who was well thought out, and the key was that he was young.When he grows up, he will definitely be a capable official in Daqing.

Jia Zheng, who was arrested and doing registration work, heard the word "sewing" on his ear. He watched the stitches on the clothes for a long time, and suddenly his mind became hot.

"Brother, you support me with some research funds. I will go back and study the sewing machine. It is definitely faster than women's hand sewing."

Jia Amnesty didn't want to refuse, "After the donations are finished today, women will start sewing one after another. Before it's too late, you should register carefully."

Then he said apologetically to Xi and Emperor, "This is my younger brother. He likes to study strange things all day long, and he is definitely not greedy for donations."

As he spoke, he gave Jia Zheng a hard look.

What if people misunderstood this statement and thought that he was using his power for personal gain to benefit his younger brother?That's not clear by jumping into the Yellow River.

On the contrary, Emperor Xihe was somewhat interested in Jia Zheng's words, "It's okay."

Then he stared at Jia Zheng with great interest, "What is a sewing machine?"

It was only then that Jia Zheng noticed Xihe Emperor, and immediately felt that although the other party was smiling, his eyes were shining brightly and frighteningly.Coupled with the aura of the other party who is not angry and arrogant, his timidity has become very timid.

"Just, just, just..." He couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Emperor Xihe shook his head in his heart, since Jia Zheng was still young, it was not unreasonable to behave like this.Furthermore, whoever gives birth to a child is not a white flour steamed bun with a piece of hair cake, how can anyone become a talent.He suddenly remembered that the promotion of pinyin has not been on the right track for the third child. It's really a cake. If he and Concubine Zhen were not afraid that he and Concubine Zhen would lose face, he would have wanted the fourth child to promote pinyin.

At that time, his head was definitely filled with water, and the wind blowing by Concubine Zhen felt that he had to give the third child a chance.

On the contrary, Jia She glared at his younger brother, "Although I don't know what a sewing machine is, it must be useful. Don't think my younger brother is timid. It's because he likes to study quietly and doesn't have much contact with outside things."

"Oh?" Xihe Di had nothing to do, knowing that this was the little baby to save face for his younger brother, and lamented that Jia She is a good brother.

Looking at Jia Zheng adoringly looking at Jia Amnesty again, Xi Hedi, who was almost in his prime, suddenly thought of the discord between his sons and his heart, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"For example, my younger brother invented the squirt gun in the first two years. It's fun, and it can also water flowers and squirt dogs." Jia Amnesty thought for a while and said.

Jia Zheng added tremblingly, "There is a new development in the water gun. The strength can smash the yellow leaves on the trees, so that the trees will not be broken by the sleet in early winter."

Xihedi had a dark head, and he didn't believe in Jia Zheng's 'invention' any more.

Getting a water gun is like watering flowers, and the enhanced version is nothing more than beating fallen leaves. It’s just idle and nothing to do!

Knowing about the same, Xi and Di still have a lot of things to do, and they are going back to the palace.At this time, a person in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Little thief, where are you going! How dare you sneak over to grandpa and let you see if I am a vegetarian with my big fist!"

A few people looked around, but it was the bearded Zhang Dachai who came back from his family's money, and a thief touched his purse, and he was grabbing someone and beating him.After several punches, the little thief's face and body were bruised and swollen.

Jia Dairu saw the little thief clearly and hissed, he looked only about [-] years old.

"Stop, stop!" He rushed over to stop Zhang Da, "If you hit him again, you will die."

Only then did Zhang Da stop, spitting at the thief, "Grandma, it's nothing more than petty theft, and money for war is also stolen! Heartless dog!"

He scolded harshly, and since the little thief was used to crawling, his expression was extremely flat, and he only hissed a few times when he accidentally touched the wound on his face.

After Zhang cursed, he ignored the little thief, who immediately changed his expression and said, "Thank you righteous man for saving me. If there is a need in the future, I will definitely go through fire and water."

He said this, but he didn't look like he really wanted to repay, winking and winking, revealing his thieves.

Some people around said to Jia Dairu, "Mr. has treated people wrongly with kindness. This kind of thieves will never repent. You shouldn't feel pity for them."

Jia Dairu noticed that the little thief looked indifferent, as if their words were itching, but his pupils shrank.

"Who is born a thief." Jia Dairu said peacefully.

The people around snorted, "He is not a thief because he has a good face on his face, sir, the skirt is messed up, hurry up and check if something is missing."

Jia Dairu looked down and saw that the skirt of his clothes was really messed up, and the speech papers stuffed inside were nowhere to be seen.After thinking about it, if the little boy who said that he had something missing at this time would definitely be suspected again, he said affirmatively, "It's just that it's crowded, so don't talk nonsense about where you lost things."

On the other end, Xi and Di sneered, "He's kind-hearted, but it's too roundabout."

The servants picked up the dropped speech script for him, and he had no idea that other people couldn't read it, so he opened it and looked at it twice, and couldn't help being dazed.

Can policy theory still be written like this?Although it won't make your mouth full of fragrance when you read it, it can be said that every word is pearls.

With such a speech, Xihedi felt that they could copy it.

No wonder Jia Daishan is the younger brother, his concubine brother is indeed a great talent, when Emperor Xihe came back to his senses, he found that Jia She was blushing and his neck was thick, and Jia Zheng was also muttering to himself, everyone present was in an uproar.

The attendant hurriedly whispered to him, "He wants to take that little thief into the Jia clan!"

Emperor Xihe's eyes widened suddenly, and he accepted a little thief into the family study, did Jia Dairu go crazy?Not to mention whether the little thief can turn over a new leaf, but it is not appropriate for him to accept a thief into school.How do outsiders view Jia clan studies?Becoming a classmate with a thief, the students inside may not even be able to lift their heads when they come out.

"Nonsense!" He pouted his beard and snorted, and decided to have a good talk with Jia Daishan another day.He was quite optimistic about Jia She, but he didn't want him to have a classmate who was a thief.

"But that little thief is still unwilling, he is persuading him!" The attendant's voice was erratic, and he couldn't believe his ears and eyes.

Jia Dairu was asking the thief how much he lived on for a year by stealing.

"Hey! Asking so clearly, do you want to join the industry too?" The little thief didn't seem to appreciate it at all, he was shaking his legs in a daze, and he was trying to provoke Jia Dairu.The more sophisticated child thinks more, and at the same time he really thanks Jia Dairu for his trust in him from the bottom of his heart.

How long has he not felt trust and concern?

Ever since he, Shi Shortshou, was caught stealing a bun because he was so hungry, no one had guarded against him and prepared him.He passed by the small stall, and all the stallkeepers stared at him, and they didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he left.Passing by in a shop, before getting close to Xiao Er, he must come out and blow him away to be at ease.

Not to mention that the neighbors would break in whenever they lost something, and if they couldn't find it, they would take away their things as so-called compensation.After the death of his parents, even his grandparents were unwilling to raise him, just because he was so pitiful that he didn't take away his parents' house to his uncle.

For so many years, Jia Dairu was the first person to show kindness to him, and he could tell at a glance that the other party was a scholar of high moral character.Not only did she pity him, but she was also willing to let him go to school for free, but he couldn't make him be looked down upon by the world.

Jia Dairu was not angry. None of the children in the juvenile detention center had any psychological problems, and they all had a lot of problems.He had already prepared for this, but he was a child and could be corrected.It would be irresponsible to society to let him continue to live in an environment lacking trust and love.

Children who have been struggling in the dark corners of society for a long time have not received care from family and society since they were young. Even if they are normal people, they will end up on the road of crime with the pressure of survival and age.After a long time, it will even form a criminal personality and become a social tumor.

As a prison system, he can't ignore it.

It just so happened that he stole something, so he should be sent to the juvenile prison for correction.

No one knew what Jia Dairu was planning, and everyone thought he was either a lunatic or a saint.

"I see that your clothes are ordinary, and I estimate that your income from stealing will never exceed 30 taels a year. If you include food, clothing, housing and transportation expenses, you can leave two taels of silver in your hands a year is the limit." Jia Dairu analyzed, "You see my Jia Clan studies not only saves the cost of food, clothing, housing and transportation, but also scholarships for those who study well. Except for the first-class scholarship of ten taels of silver, you can also get bonuses for some sports competitions. In addition, after one year of basic courses, you can also follow the master Learn a craft, and now that the piano factory has just been established, I can reserve a place for you and you can get two taels of monthly money in less than a year."

Jia Dairu's words undoubtedly threw a big bomb in the crowd, and Shi Shortshou was almost shot through by his jealous gaze.

Even thieves can be treated like this, it's maddening!

Shi Shortshou was also stunned, but Thief always reacted quickly, "Huh, what you say is better than singing, who knows if you're going to sell me into a black coal mine!"

Jia Dairu smiled, "I am the third master of the Rongguo Mansion, and my reputation is naturally guaranteed. If you don't believe me, you can let your relatives within the third generation go to the school to see you once a month, but no more than half an hour at a time, and they are not allowed to bring you anything. "

He was talking about prison rules, but people didn't know it, only that he was too kind.

Shi Duanshou had mixed feelings in his heart, he didn't expect Jia Dairu to not give up on him despite his deliberate stimulation many times.There was a surge of heat in my heart, and it traveled all over my limbs, and I fell to my knees with a plop, "Please accept my worship, sir, I don't want to be a student, I just want to serve you all my life!"

Eh?

Shi Shortshou's reaction made Jia Dairu unable to react for a long time. Isn't he taking juvenile delinquents into juvenile detention center?How did it become to be his servant?

"The boy is absolutely ashamed to go to school, please let the boy sit on the saddle and serve the master." Shi Duan kowtowed vigorously, his forehead turned blue after a few strokes, and no good skin could be seen on the raised face again.

Jia Amnesty knew his third uncle best, and knew his persistence in recruiting students. He was really afraid that his third uncle would accept a short hand and join the Jia clan.

"My third uncle agreed, you have to take good care of my third uncle in the future, you know?" Jia Amnesty agreed without waiting for Jia Dairu to speak, "Also, if you enter our Rongguo Mansion, you will get rid of your problems. There is no room for people with unsteady hands in the house."

Shi Duanshou repeatedly promised, "If the boy dares to steal the sky and hit the five thunders again, he will die, and the [-]th generation of ancestors will have no peace!" His oath is so heavy that everyone is speechless. The uneasy thing is really poisonous enough, and the determination is big enough.

Emperor Xihe had nothing to say, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Jia Dairu was a fool, but it was fine for him to accept Shi Shorthand.The policy theory he wrote seems to be very useful.Tell the attendant to put away the speech, and leave without looking at the follow-up.

Jia Zheng saw the speech, hey hey for a long time to stop, Xihedi turned his head, "What did you see?"

He almost shook his head in fright.

This uncle is too scary!

After accepting Shi Shortshou, Jia Dairu's life did not change much.It was nothing more than Shi Shortshou asking for a name, so he simply named him Shi Zixin.The first step to become a servant in Rongguo Mansion is to be trained by others. Apart from visiting Shi Zixin from time to time, Jia Dairu gave him psychological counseling.Everything remains the same.

After Shi Zixin's grandparents heard that the stolen grandson was taken in as a servant by the third master of Rongguo Mansion, they thought about it, and after a while, they rushed to the corner gate of Rongguo Mansion with his uncle from the countryside and met Shi Shortshou.

"The third master is kind-hearted, be a good person in the future, don't steal it." Grandma Shi ordered, and took out a bag, "These are shoes and socks made for you. If you can't do anything else, you can run errands for the third master." .”

Shi Zixin's eyes were red, and he accepted the burden.

Grandpa Shi snorted coldly, and said forcefully, "Remember what you said, your eighteen generations of ancestors still have your old man and me."

Shi Zixin said, "The third master has given me a new name, Shi Zixin, which means reforming oneself."

The three of them were silent for a long while before Grandpa Shi said in a hoarse voice, "Then you have to remember it, Zixin, Zixin, it's a good name! His uncle, when you go back, you can send a basket of eggs to the patriarch and ask him to put the name on the genealogy tree. Change it."

Uncle Shi, who had been silent all this time, made a vague sound.

The charity performance has been publicized, and the most active ones are Mrs. Shi and Mrs. Xu.

The money for the charity show was for their husbands and sons to collect military funds, so Jia Dairu didn't need to say much, they spontaneously posted posts to the ladies they knew and didn't know to watch the charity show.

"It seems that one show is not enough. It takes five or six shows just for the women's family members to invite everyone!" Shi said after looking at the venue of the concert hall.

"Okay! Anyway, the program is the same." For the charity performance, some new programs were rehearsed, and the repertoire of the organ was also changed.After all, the Spring Festival prelude and the charity performance do not match well. Liu Juejie and Jiang Zheng saw the Yellow River Piano Concerto from a large number of compositions, and Jia Dairu had to praise them for their keenness.

The Yellow River Piano Concerto is divided into four movements, namely Yellow River Boatman Song, Yellow River Song, Yellow River Anger, and Defend the Yellow River.In particular, there is a chorus in the defense of the Yellow River, and a slight change in the lyrics can completely bring out the spirit of taking it.

Jia Dairu didn't feel guilty at all, who made Daqing not have a Xian Xinghai.He is a system, and he doesn't know how to engage in creative work. If he doesn't use what is ready-made, it is really irresponsible to let a system write songs.

As for eating off-the-shelf country, Jia Dairu didn't memorize it, and blame the musicians in Daqing for being useless.

There are many people engaged in the music industry in Daqing, but it is the same as the entertainment era of later generations, there are many music, but few can call for the country.Especially in Daqing, there are almost no musicians who can write a majestic tone that reflects the grief and indignation of the nation with a huge pattern.

Therefore, in Daqing, musicians who can write music are still low-class professions and must wear blue turbans like Gui Gong.This is based on their responsibilities in society. Jia Dairu doesn't want to comment on it. He thinks that the current situation can only be changed after Liu Jiejie and Jiang Zheng really grow up and write music that shocks people and has a national soul.

Hopeful Liu Jiejie and Jiang Zheng practiced the piano very hard. They could only figure out their fingering, and the time was tight. On the other hand, there was a coordinated choir.

Liu Jiejie, who has a higher level of musical literacy, simply became the chief conductor, and he was busy until midnight before he could rest.Jiang Zheng's task is not light. It is really difficult to perform the Yellow River Piano Concerto in a short time.There was so much pressure, he was kind of out of control.

"Actually, almost no one who came to listen to you that day could tell that you made a mistake. Play casually, and then train someone to turn over the score for you, so you don't have to worry about remembering it." In the end, it was Jia Dairu who relieved him with a word.

yes!He doesn't have to be too nervous at all, the audience has never heard the original version, and no one can tell if he plays it wrong.However, it is still necessary to keep improving, and Jiang Zheng, who has a calm mind, is making rapid progress.He and Liu Juejie also took some tricks, and they simply bombed together in some places that required high finger speed.

As for the person who turned the sheet music, Jia Dairu pushed Shi Zixin over. His hands were quick and dexterous, and his mind was flexible, so he was perfect for flipping the sheet music.

In this way, the day before the benefit performance was about to be able to handle the whole show so-so.

The author has something to say: Today's chapter is very long!To praise it!I especially like hearing compliments.

Now that everyone is free, you can listen to the Yellow River Piano Concerto, and you will never get tired of listening to it.When I wrote the first article, I relied on it to keep writing and rarely update it.So uplifting, it's a pity that the mood of the essay doesn't quite fit the piece.

I am the kind of person who must rely on music to write articles. The style of this article has led me to listen to the erhu version of the song of psychosis a lot of the time.At the same time, I am writing very love and listening to Memories of the Alhambra and Night Rose, so I am laughing when I write this article, and I am crying when I write this article. My cat widens his eyes when I write the article , I can see the surprise in its eyes——this person is mentally abnormal again!It must have thought so.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-02-2922 25:51:2020~03-0106-50:31:[-]~

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