"Yo, isn't our Uncle Jia busy, how do you know you're back?" Seeing that Jia Yu was back, Yu Wenhu sat down with a smile and quipped: "Huairen and I are still going to comfort you, and even the condolences are ready, you see." ”

Huairen also smiled, and hurriedly took out the imperial snacks that were going to be packed and brought to Uncle Jia from the food box, put them in front of him one by one, and said, "Uncle, this is all made according to your taste, the master said, you haven't eaten it for so many days, I'm afraid you're already hungry." ”

"I don't just know how to eat." The old man muttered unconvinced, but his paws couldn't help but stretch out to a piece of chestnut cake, no way, he was used to eating the skills of the imperial chef, and he was always tasteless when he ate these days, and he couldn't help but sigh that it was easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it was difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Yu Wenhu stopped talking, and let him satisfy his hunger first. Looking at the pardon who stuffed his mouth like a squirrel and blinked to Huairen for tea, Yu Wenhu's eyes were deep and distant.

He and Jia Yu, the friendship between the two began at the age of ignorance as a child, and they have a simple and pure existence that cannot be defiled, and it is far less complicated than the entanglement of interests when they grow up. They had been separated since they were teenagers, and had not been close to each other for more than twenty years, and although he still ordered people to pay attention to him, for various reasons, they were only far away from him.

Therefore, when Jia Yu approached him again, he was surprised and at a loss, and he didn't know what attitude to face. In the more than 20 years of separation, he knew what Jia Yu had become, and he simply let it go when he hated iron and steel, just watching him not have an accident. But he soon discovered that although Jia Yu had changed a lot, he still clearly saw the young man back then.

Jia Yu found his original self. So, how did he do it?

Jia Yu said that he was awakened by his grandmother in a dream. Yu Wenhu didn't believe this, but he didn't mean to delve into it, at least not yet. With Jia Yu by his side, he seems to have returned to his youth, no need for brothers to fight, no need for father and son to be suspicious, no need to ...... Lock yourself in a high wall.

Yes, even though there is a gap of more than 20 years, the two get along with each other without being alienated at all. But Yu Wenhu knew that he himself had changed, and Jia Yu had found his original self, and he ...... But not.

The tender knots in the heart of the emperor's majesty, the lord of pardon didn't know, Wu Zi stuffed himself with this tea, and complained to Huairen idly, "Bad guy, tea and dim sum don't match at all, it's good to use juice." I've told you several times, and I can't remember it, it's stupid. ”

Mr. Huai squinted his eyes and smiled beside him, but he didn't mean to change a glass of juice for Uncle Jia at all. Some people can't stop their mouths when they eat, and they ask for a lot of picks and chooses, and now in this weather, the south has just been hit by a disaster, how can there be so many fruits for him to squeeze juice?

There was no juice to snack, the eldest man was choked and stretched his neck, and he poured half a pot of tea to quench his thirst with disgust. Seeing that the pair of masters and servants next to him wanted to roll their eyes, the first-class tribute tea was so spoiled by him, saying that it was a cow drink that praised him.

"I'm not a bad guy with no memory, Ming'er is twenty-eight, so naturally I have to come back to arrange one or two." Jia Yu stared at Huairen as he spoke, obviously angry about not having juice to drink. But obviously he didn't forget the matter, he took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Yu Wenhu, "This is the list I sorted out, just see how many people will come tomorrow." ”

Yuwen Hu originally planned to bring Jia Yu back in person for tomorrow's business, and at this time gave him a satisfied look, and silently took the book and looked through it. The holy driver spared a circle in the south, and the officials and rich gentry who were cleaned up by him did not know how many, and the methods were indeed a little too harsh. Since he has been slapped hard, he naturally has to give a big sweet date.

Seeing that the master and Uncle Jia were sitting side by side, their heads together and whispering to the booklet, sometimes arguing twice, sometimes looking at each other and laughing, Huairen silently withdrew, and stood at the door himself as the gatekeeper. He is just a slave, he can't help the master, and now that Jia Yu is here, the master is obviously much happier than before, and he wishes that Jia Yu would be by the master's side all day long. What's more, Jia Yu has grown a lot, and he can help his master a lot.

As early as the beginning of the lunar month, all the rich gentry who had received the small jade plate from Uncle Jia received a post about going to Jinling Palace to see the holy driver. The post is very clear, it all depends on voluntary love to come or not. But the rich gentry who have just experienced the thunderous methods of Emperor Qianyuan, who dares to really not give face? One by one, even though they were so bitter in their hearts, they had to rush to Jinling with gratitude on their faces.

This year's flood caused heavy losses in the whole of the south, and now there has been no improvement in the past few months, and it is a situation that is completely in ruins. What else could the Holy God have summoned these rich men for? It's just that they have already cut back the flesh at the beginning, so why should they be slaughtered again? Even if they are merchants, their silver is not blown by the wind, they have already given money and food during the disaster relief, and the saint can't just pinch them with these soft persimmons!

Just when His Majesty the Emperor was discussing with Uncle Jia how much sweet dates to give, the mansion of Zhen Yingjia, president of the Jinling Provincial Tiren Academy, was full of wealthy businessmen, including the head of the Xue family, an imperial merchant who had been sick for a long time.

The head of the Xue family was already seriously ill, and the doctor had already asked him to explain the aftermath, and after knowing that Jia Yu had disposed of Jin Cai because of the matter of sacrificing the field, even a mouthful of blood spurted out. The purchase of the Jia family's sacrificial field was done by his wife without him, and by the time he knew, the dust had settled. originally thought that this matter was the handiwork of the lady in charge of Rongguo Mansion, and thought that she could fool the past, but who knew that she would be caught by Jia Yu. Just seeing that he disposed of Jin Cai mercilessly, I don't know how to deal with the Xue family.

Originally, he didn't care much about the little jade brand, at most it was just some silver, the Xue family had saved a lot of money over the years, so it was considered to be a disaster to eliminate the disaster. But with the matter of sacrificing the field, I couldn't help but think about it too much. No, I heard that many wealthy businessmen visited the Zhen Mansion together, and he also endured the pain and struggled to get up from the hospital bed. His Xue family is also the hero of the founding of the Qing Dynasty, and he shouldn't take it seriously if he has more silver, but he can't compensate the entire Xue family.

"You ask the official, and the official doesn't know what the holy will is. The Holy One only instructed the official to prepare a feast, saying that it was to reward you for your generosity in the flood, but the others did not tell the official anything. But Enhou, you didn't visit one or two? He sent the brand, so I naturally understood the meaning of it. Zhen Yingjia spread his hands, and his love couldn't help.

His Zhen family has always been the confidant of the emperor, secretly monitoring the situation of hundreds of officials and people in Jiangnan for the emperor, and he is really a little uncertain about the pulse of the new emperor. Just like this time, what did Emperor Qianyuan want to do when he summoned so many wealthy businessmen? Is it really to make another sum of money? Zhen Yingjia actually didn't think so, Emperor Qianyuan was elected by the Emperor Taishang, and his eyelids shouldn't be so shallow.

Moreover, although he secretly controlled the huge intelligence network in Jiangnan, after this southern tour, most of the officials in the southern provinces were replaced, which made him a little blind and deaf for a while. Without a perfect intelligence system, he couldn't judge what Emperor Qianyuan was doing. He didn't know how to explain this to the Emperor.

"Hey, why didn't you ask to see Uncle Jia, but we didn't even get in the door. A few days ago, Uncle Jia was in the old house of the Jia family, and no matter when he went to deliver the post, the door said that Uncle Jia was busy and had no time to meet guests. Those of us, no matter how many gifts we give, we are all in the dust. A wealthy businessman sighed and said with self-deprecation.

They didn't know that Master Pardon really didn't mean not to see them, but he was really busy. It's just this small misunderstanding that makes these rich gentry even more worried, and they only feel that they are afraid that it is the knife of the saint this time, and they are afraid that they will not cut it lightly.

"Lord Zhen, you and the Jia family are old relatives and world friends, see if you can come forward and invite Uncle Jia out, which can also let us have a bottom in our hearts." Another wealthy businessman looked at Zhen Yingjia and said what everyone present.

Zhen Yingjia ignored him, and muttered silently, but he was not angry in his heart. If Lao Tzu can invite Jia Enhou out, he still has to scratch his head here? His family is an old relative of the Jia family, and it is true that he has a good relationship, but he has never been willing to pay attention to Jia Yu, but he is good friends with Jia Zheng, and Jia Yu really doesn't give him much face.

"Boss Xue, it seems that your wife and Mrs. Rongguofu are sisters, and the Jia and Xue families are in-laws, so Uncle Jia doesn't even give you face? We are all grasshoppers on a rope now, and you can tell us any news. ”

This is a pot that doesn't open which pot, the sallow face of the Xue family master coughed lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You may not know very well, Lord Zhen should know, the big room and the second room of Rongguo Mansion are not very harmonious, and I don't have any face with Uncle Jia." Besides, I had already handed over the prayer note a few days ago, and I hadn't been able to see Uncle Jia. ”

Zhen Yingjia glanced at him lightly, knowing what he was here for, but he didn't plan to meddle in. He himself still can't figure out Jia Yu, how can he have the kung fu to manage a dying person. Although the Xue family has many clansmen, without this head of the family at the helm, sooner or later it will be dispersed.

"At this point, you don't have any other way but to advance and retreat together. According to my opinion, you should nominate a few representatives, and you should also discuss your own limits, so that you can deal with them when your Majesty sees you tomorrow. Zhen Yingjia picked up the teacup after saying that, and this was to send off the guests. He didn't want to get involved too much in the affairs of these businessmen, so he just gave a direction.

A group of people returned in vain, and only the head of the Xue family was cheeky to stay. He is not afraid of spending money, but what he is afraid of is that Jia Yu will use the topic to play and put his entire Xue family to death.