[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

Upon hearing a letter from his family, Jia Yucun no longer cared about the blisters on the soles of his feet, strode to the desk, picked up the letter and eagerly read it.

He read the two pages of letter paper first, and then he was relieved after confirming that nothing serious happened at home, and then picked up the bottom picture.

Baochai's painting skills are very good, and he also has his own understanding of colors. At this time, Jia Yucun saw this painting as if his son appeared in front of him, lifelike.

Chao'er was lying in the cradle, wearing a red embroidered silk dress and a pair of green silk trousers underneath. His face was plump, white and tender, and he was slapping his hands and squinting and smiling, and his outstretched little hands were also fleshy. Yes, it looks like it has been well cared for.

Jia Yucun looked at it with a smile, and took a long time to look away, read the letter paper carefully again, and finally took the picture and looked at it again, and gently rubbed his fingers on it, as if he could touch his son in this way.

A homely letter, Jia Yucun read it for half an hour, and then wrote a pen to reply.

Previously, Jia Yucun worried that the court would not withdraw the silver taels so readily, and it really came true.

Ever since the emperor got old, he paid more and more attention to enjoyment and lived extravagantly.How many people in this world do not wish to live forever?Especially those with high positions and powers, but throughout the ages, who has managed to live forever?

The emperor was worried that he would not have a few years to live. If he didn't enjoy it now, he would have no chance in the future.Although he also believes that people will have an afterlife, it is still unknown whether he will be an emperor in the next life, so he lives a more and more luxurious life with peace of mind.

The family property surnamed Gu was liquidated, amounting to several 10 taels. Before the money entered Beijing, Jin Yiwei sent a secret report back.

The emperor was very happy to see it, and prepared to move it into his own private treasury. As for the silver taels needed for disaster relief, it should come from the national treasury.

His original intention was just as Jia Yucun had guessed, only half of the money would be paid by the court, and the local wealthy households and common people would collect the other half. It's still the local people, shouldn't I ask you to pay some money?

However, the booklet sent by Jia Yucun stated that the local people should not increase taxes, but should recuperate. The emperor hesitated when he saw this.

For disaster relief, you can't make people suffer more than when they were hit by a disaster.

So, he came up with an idea to ask several surrounding counties to help, those who have money to contribute money, and those who have no money to contribute.

This idea is beautiful, but others are not fools, who is willing to spend their own pockets to enrich others?Several people cried poorly to the emperor in the court hall, crying so much that he was upset, so he retreated directly, and we will discuss it next time.

After facing down, Zhu Yu walked out of the meeting hall, looked up at the sky in the distance, and sighed secretly.

His father let him down again, he thought that no matter where the disaster relief money came from, it would be enough, but unexpectedly his father was so perfunctory, he really felt ashamed of the people of the world.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is not here yet, and the weather is scorchingly hot. The emperor had asked for a sum of money from the Ministry of Households a few days ago, and gave it directly to the Ministry of Industry, preparing to expand the hot springs for this winter.

Not only this, but this time, anyone with a discerning eye can see what kind of role Zhu Rong played in it. Without his cover, how dare a small county magistrate act so boldly?Searching for the fat and anointing of the people, deceiving the superior and the inferior, even if the other party is the prince, he should be taught a lesson.

Not only didn't the emperor go into the details, but when a courtier mentioned it, he deliberately changed the subject, making it clear that he wanted to lightly expose it.

Zhu Yu originally thought that the emperor would seize such an opportunity to weaken Zhu Rong's power and influence. After all, he usually shows that he is very afraid of this second brother who is deeply loved by the people. Unexpectedly...

Heh, Zhu Yu smiled, his aloof father didn't have a paternal love attack, most likely because he was afraid that Zhu Rong would be weakened too much, and the power among the princes would lose balance again.

Zhu Yu looked away and walked slowly to the Meridian Gate to work. When it was almost noon, a little eunuch came over and whispered something to Eunuch Gao. After hearing this, Eunuch Gao immediately went into the room to report to Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu nodded and stood up: "I'm going to see my father right now."

The emperor was angry in the early morning, and after returning to the bedroom to rest for a while, the anger almost dissipated. It happened that the palace attendant sent the fourth prince to ask for an audience, so he hurriedly called him in.

"Greetings to my father." Zhu Yu walked in and saluted respectfully.

"Are you done with business? Did you come here in a sedan chair, or on foot? What can't be done in such a hot sun until it cools down? Be careful not to get sick. Come and sit, have you had lunch? Have some with your father Son."

The emperor has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his sincere appearance looks like a loving father. Zhu Yu's heart is calm, but his face shows surprise: "I can't ask for it. Thank you, father, for the meal."

The emperor nodded in satisfaction, and ordered his father-in-law to prepare lunch quickly.

The father and son sat down facing each other, adhering to the style of eating and sleeping without talking. It was not until after the meal that Zhu Yu picked up the teacup to drink tea, and Zhu Yu opened his mouth carefully: "Father, regarding the matter discussed at the court this morning, my son Have an opinion of your own."

The emperor paused while drinking tea, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he quickly let go, smiling: "Father and son, just speak up if you have something to say, you don't have to be so cautious."

"Thank you, Father." Zhu Yu said after deliberation, "Father, I think that a small county magistrate of seven ranks in Gubaili has accumulated several 10 taels of property in five or six years. These are all from the common people. The ill-gotten wealth obtained from you should be returned to the people. Your father is the king of a country, and the people are all your people. This is a great act of righteousness and kindness. The people will surely kowtow day and night, singing your father's words. Ende, if the gods in the sky know about it, they will definitely send a lot of blessings to the father."

When he was young and strong, the emperor didn't believe in gods and Buddhas so much. When he was old and felt less and less able to resist life, old age, sickness and death, he pinned his hopes on gods and Buddhas.

If Zhu Yu said these words in front of the courtiers, he would be suspected of persecuting him. This child is considered considerate, knowing that he said it in private.Besides, he felt guilty for not severely punishing the second prince because of his selfishness. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that this proposal was not bad.

Since it is ill-gotten wealth, it may hinder one's own happiness if used, so it is better to distribute it first, and then slowly earn it back from the tax when it is repaired, and it can also appease the fourth son, Why not do it?

"What you said is very reasonable, and I thought so too. In the morning, I had a headache because I didn't sleep well last night. The ministers were so noisy that I couldn't even hear what they were saying. What do you mean, I will approve it in a while."

Zhu Yu smiled, and asked a few words about the emperor's physical condition with concern. After some filial piety, the emperor looked tired, so Zhu Yu retired at the right time.

After the emperor woke up, he issued a decree, ordering Jin Yiwei to temporarily store the things obtained from the raid in the local county government office, and the left servant of the household department can withdraw it at his discretion. Only then did Jia Yucun heave a sigh of relief, and he did not shy away from doing things.

Not to mention that the disaster county started a vigorous water conservancy project. When Zhu Rong heard the news, his eyes widened with anger.

He slammed the paperweight down, gritted his teeth and said: "What a Mr. Jia, if you go, you will ruin my business!"

Zhu Rong's original plan was this: as long as Gu Baili wiped out all the obvious things, even if Jia Yucun went, he could only play a supervisory role.When the court pulls out the relief money, Gu Baili will operate a little bit in the middle, whether it is embezzlement or shoddy goods, or adding a few more sums to the expenditure, he can make big profits from it.

Zhu Rong can get a big head, and it is enough for Gu Baili to drink a few more mouthfuls of soup to serve himself wholeheartedly.

I don't want to, as soon as Jia Yucun went there, he caught Gu Baili by surprise. As soon as he tied up Gu Baili with his front feet, he sent a secret performance in a hurry with his back feet, which made Zhu Rong very angry.

"You always tell me to wait, wait, wait, let's see, when will he cut off another one of my people! If I wait any longer, my power will be eaten away!"

As he spoke, Zhu Rong became irritable, clenched his fists tightly, his veins were bulging with anger, he no longer had the gentle and refined appearance of the past, he was a completely different person.

His confidant, Muliao Wan Mingzhi, walked over to pick up the paperweight, wiped it with his sleeve and put it back on the table, then sighed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Second prince, calm down, the sealed paperweight was delivered directly to the paperweight." It is in the hands of the emperor, the content is unknown. Even though, in the court, the name of private tax collection was used to convict Gu Baili, I am afraid... what if there are other contents in the book?"

"What are you afraid of?" Zhu Rong let go of his fist, walked to the chair and sat down, glanced lightly at Wan Mingzhi, Wan Mingzhi immediately stepped forward and poured him a cup of hot tea.

Zhu Rong picked up the teacup, blew on it, and was not in a hurry to drink, turning his head to look at Wan Mingzhi.

There was that spring-like smile on his face again, warm and warm, making people want to get close to him. Wan Mingzhi was used to seeing his smile, so he was not moved at this time, but his heart skipped a beat. Some ominous premonition.

Zhu Rong spoke, with a very soft tone: "Since father didn't mention it, it means that Gu Baili is still doing things safely. Don't panic, you must know that he is more afraid of being caught than you are."

How could Wan Mingzhi not panic, all the contacts with Gu Baili were made by him, if things were really as he thought, the emperor would not do anything to the second prince, but what about him?Why should the emperor be merciful to his subordinates?

Zhu Rong saw the uneasiness in Wan Mingzhi's heart, and explained slowly: "Gu Baili's head is still attached to his neck, and he will be executed after next autumn, and he is still living well in the prison in the capital. What?"

Speaking of this, the tea in Zhu Rong's hand was a little colder, and he could drink it. He lowered his head and took a sip, then said slowly: "The little money I scooped up is nothing compared to the national treasury. Father, don't you?" He would be so stingy. Besides, I am not the same as my elder brother in this trivial matter. He is collaborating with the enemy and traitorous, no matter what dynasty or generation he is, it is enough to be sentenced to death. The emperor is soft-hearted, and he is only confined in the imperial mausoleum."

Wan Mingzhi wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, he was a little persuaded by Zhu Rong.