Chapter 249

Several dart masters escorted Miaoyu along the official road, inquiring about the appearance of Zhong Wei and the others all the way, and finally caught up at noon two days later.

It happened that Zhong Wei was playing in a small town, and suddenly heard someone outside the small shop shouting, "Is there a Zhong official from Beijing?" Hurriedly stood up: "It's down." ā€

I saw that the person who came was black and strong, and he smiled and said, "My surname is Xiong, and he is the dart master of the Taiping Dart Bureau." Zhong Daguan walked so fast! We worked hard to get to this point. ā€

Zhong Wei also asked, "Could it be that something happened in Jingzhong?" ā€

Master Xiong said: "Our little boss asked us to send a little master over, and I bothered the big officials to take him away." ā€

Zhong Wei was stunned when he heard this, looked at each other with a few companions, and asked, "What little master?" ā€

Master Xiong said: "I don't know what to wait, but I was ordered to pick her up and send it." He took out a letter from his bosom.

Zhong Wei took it and opened it to see that it was written by Jia Cong. The letter roughly said that there was a beautiful nun who was disturbed by the prince of Zhongshun in her early years, Xing Xiuyan begged Yuanchun for protection, and after Yuanchun left Beijing, she was arrested again, and Jia Huan annoyed Gong San and snatched her out of the palace and sent her to another nunnery. He sincerely did not write the name of the nunnery, nor did he mention the name of the Miaoyu method. Later, he said that these days, powerful families came to disturb her, and the host of the nunnery did not dare to stay, so he wanted to send her out of Beijing. Because I heard that this nun is very good at tea ceremony, and he is also a person who has been thinking about the prince of Zhongshun for a long time, grabbed it and was rescued, he specially sent to bother Zhong Wei to take care of one or two, and then let someone take him back to Beijing after the powerful man died.

Zhong Wei couldn't help laughing, and said to his companion: "Third Master Cong, I'm afraid we don't understand the tea house market, so we sent a tea master." And he showed them the letter. When others saw it, they all thought that Jia Cong had the intention to let their daughter as bait to lure the king of E out of the house, and they all smiled heartily.

Zhong Weinai arched his hand to the bear dart master and said, "Annoying the bear dart master escorting all the way, where is this master now?" What is the law name? ā€

The bear dart master said: "At the entrance of the town, I led her over." ā€

Zhong Wei said: "I'll go with the dart master." The two of them went together to the entrance of the town.

One of the dart masters went to buy dry food, and the people next to him surrounded Miaoyu as if protecting Tang Seng, and when they saw them coming, they all smiled and said, "This errand has been completed." ā€

Zhong Wei walked over and saw a woman at a glance, hugged his fists and said, "Little Master, dare to ask the law number." ā€

Miaoyu raised her head and chanted the Buddha, before she wanted to speak, suddenly saw his face, was shocked, trembling and unable to speak. Zhong Wei calmed down, frowned and glanced at Miaoyu a few times, not knowing what to do. Only the bear dart master said humbly: "This master's name is Miaoyu." He said to Miaoyu again, "This is Zhong Daguan." ā€

There was a dart master beside him and said, "After the errand, we can go back to Beijing." A few people next to him also shouted to go back to have a good meal, go back to sleep, and go back to buy lanterns for their son, but no one noticed that the two of them looked inappropriate.

Zhong Wei felt strange in his heart. And no matter why this nun got on the hook with Rongguo Mansion, according to the ability of the rest of Prince Yizhong, how could he not protect a little sister-in-law? I don't know what the hell Jia Cong is doing in it. Before I could ask again, the man who bought the dry food had returned. Xiong Dart Master hugged his fists and said: "The person has been delivered, we will go back to Beijing to resume our lives." A few people yelled a few words, flew on their horses and left! Miaoyu was the only one left, standing on the street trembling with a small burden on her back.

Zhong Wei wanted to stop them but couldn't find an excuse, so he had to look at Miaoyu Huizi and lead her to a secluded place for interrogation. Miaoyu was really at a loss, only to know that there were many people who wanted to arrest her, Jingyuan and Gong San also discussed sending her out of Beijing to avoid trouble, and the side was gone! Let Zhong Wei guess that "Fan Yao" is Gong Sanyi of the Taiping Dart Bureau, and he can go through this matter from the beginning. When Zhong Wei had heard about Miaoyu by others, he knew that this nun had nothing to do with him except for his relatives who were Prince Yizhong. So after guessing for a long time, she couldn't guess what misfortune forced her to leave Beijing. It's just that Jia Cong was really embarrassed to send her over, and she couldn't help but hesitate.

Miaoyu also saw that he had no malicious intentions, so he said: "Since it is inconvenient for officials, poor nuns can go to a nunnery to practice at will." Nai chanted, and the Buddha turned around and left.

She left resolutely, Zhong Wei was embarrassed, and stepped forward and said: "Canghai has been replaced by mulberry fields, and this time is different from the past." The misunderstandings between our two families have long been resolved, and Master does not need to scruple about it. It's just that it's a long way to go to Ezhou, and everything has to be started from scratch, which is a little difficult. ā€

Miaoyu lowered her eyes and said: "The poor nun has never been evil in his life, but he will never live in peace." This time it was supposed to avoid disaster, so you can cover yourself with a piece of tile. Or on the way, you have to meet the nunnery, and the poor nuns send it to Keye. ā€

Zhong Wei said: "Although I don't know why, I guess the people who come are turbulent, and it is uncommon to stop it." ā€

Miaoyu said indifferently: "My Buddha is compassionate, if it is difficult to escape, there is no need to implicate others." Then he took out an object from his bosom and handed it to Zhong Wei, "I heard that this is an official's thing, and now I will return it." ā€

Zhong Wei took a look, but it was a "free card" signed by himself, and he suddenly felt that it was difficult to save face. Busy said: "My husband is out of his word, and the horse is difficult to chase." I once owed a favor to the third master of Rongguo Mansion, and I made sure that the master was safe and sound. Besides, he said in his letter that he would come to pick up the master when the matter in Beijing was over. ā€

Miaoyu said: "Why bother with it. ā€

Zhong Wei smiled bitterly: "It's not embarrassing, it's just a little overwhelmed." Then he clasped his fists and saluted her, "It's a little rude, don't blame Master." ā€

Miaoyu recited the Buddha: "Annoying officials." ā€

The two of them then went to the small shop where Zhong Wei came. Halfway through, Miaoyu suddenly asked, "I don't know if the official and the accompanying donor have had lunch." ā€

Zhong Wei said: "I just finished eating." ā€

Miao Yunai stopped and bought two steamed buns at a roadside shop, turned around and said, "In this way, there is no need to delay your efforts." ā€

Zhong Wei swallowed again before he could speak, frowning.

On the other side, Feng Ziying came back from outside, and the next person replied that a small servant from Rongguo Mansion sent a message, saying that Jia Cong invited him to go to Xue's house tomorrow. Feng Ziying felt a little strange in her heart, but she still sent someone to Rongguo Mansion and responded.

The next day, Feng Ziying rode a horse to Xue's house. Xue Pan's two sisters are married, and their hearts are very comfortable, and Beijing is lively, so they stay for a while. Hearing that Feng Ziying was here, she and Liu Aiyun came out in person. Jia Cong has arrived, waiting in the flower hall.

Xue Pan is now a rich man, but his family is not tacky. Feng Ziying couldn't help but praise: "I haven't come to you for a few days, and I have cleaned up a lot more elegantly." ā€

Xue Pan smiled and pointed at Liu Aiyun and said, "It's all his idea, I never care." ā€

Feng Ziying said angrily: "You two have really been in the same place for so many years...... Liu Aiyun smiled lightly, and Xue Pan was triumphant.

When I arrived at the flower hall at one time, I put up a table and chatted for a while, and Feng Ziying looked at Jia Cong. Jia Cong Nai said: "Speaking of which, Brother Xue, your family's business is so big, and Sister Xue is still in charge of many things, how can you think about it in the future?" ā€

Xue Pan was stunned: "What will happen in the future?" What will happen in the future? ā€

Jia Cong said: "Forty years later, you are old, Brother Liu is also old, Sister Xue and Jiang Zixuan are old. You are preparing to succeed their children. ā€

Xue Pan nodded: "Not bad." ā€

"The so-called time passes, a new generation is better than the old, and the time will inevitably be different from this time, and the grandchildren have all grown up. Your family's business is also bigger and there are more things going on. When the time comes, what you think and decide may not be right, and your children and grandchildren will have their own opinions. Jia Cong looked at him and said, "How are you prepared?" ā€

Xue Pan was stunned, and said for a long time: "Huh? ā€

Jia Cong said: "In the future, when the two of you are no longer the people who understand the Xue family best, who will decide the major affairs of the Xue family." ā€

Xue Pan said: "I never thought about things so far away. Liu Aiyun kicked him. Xue Pan hurriedly said, "Aiyun has the final say!" ā€

Liu Aiyun laughed and laughed, her face was facing Jia Cong, and her eyes looked at Feng Ziying: "Does Cong'er have an idea?" ā€

Xue Pan said: "Naturally, my son said ......" and took another kick, and made Liu Aiyun glare, not daring to speak.

Jia Cong also looked at this Liu Aiyun, and his eyes glanced at Feng Ziying: "Western shops have a 'joint-stock system' method, you can try it." ā€

Liu Aiyun said: "What is the joint-stock system? ā€

"It's very simple. For example, these people here are ready to open a new shop in partnership, and everyone will contribute money to make up the principal. In the end, the shares are calculated according to the amount of money paid by each person. There is more money and more shares. This is very clear. ā€

Xue Pan said: "I am like this for many shops. ā€

Jia Cong said: "However, many shops will not be able to open later, because the partners will quarrel. ā€

"Not bad."

"According to the rules, it should be who has more shares and listens to whom. In fact, most of the time this is not the case, usually who can convince others to listen to whom, and if someone is not convinced, then continue to say, right? He looked at Feng Ziying with his face towards Xue Pan. Feng Ziying nodded.

Xue Pan said: "I haven't heard of this. He was kicked by Liu Aiyun again.

Liu Aiyun said: "That's because our family has never partnered with anyone to open a shop. Others are like this, and they often talk about it for a month. Feng Ziying listened and nodded, and wanted to laugh again.

Jia Cong said: "This problem is particularly easy to solve. "Feng Ziying's eyes lit up!" According to the rules. He took a sip of tea and said, "Whoever has more shares has the final say, and whoever pays more has the final say." One thing doesn't need to be agreed by big fish and small shrimp, just big fish agree. ā€

Feng Ziying said: "If Xiao Xiami doesn't agree, they will refuse to do what they have agreed upon." ā€

Jia Cong said: "So let's set the rules first." Small shrimp is shrimp in this shop, and the other shop is a big fish? ā€

Feng Ziying was still frowning.

Jia Cong said: "There is an organization called the 'United Nations' in foreign countries, which is not a country, but an organization similar to a chamber of commerce, where representatives from many countries gather all year round and meet almost every day to discuss the major and minor affairs of these countries. At first, it was to avoid fighting each other, but then many things were discussed. When it comes to deliberations, each country can raise yƬ. However, whether this mention is successful or not depends on what kind of mention it is, and it is divided into three types. The first is related to war-related events. They elected five great powers, called 'permanent members', who had veto power on major matters. That is, if there is a big country that does not agree with a certain big thing, that thing will not be done. For example, to fight a war. ā€

Feng Ziying nodded and said, "A big country has more weight in fighting a war. ā€

"The second is trivial. The matter is voted on by all countries. Which side gets the most votes has the final say. For example, if the clothes of any country are not good-looking, everyone scolds him......" Feng Ziying and the others all laughed. "Actually, the most is the third type, which is related to money. For example, the Six Ministries, Disaster Relief, and so on. ā€

Feng Ziying's eyes lit up: "How is this?" ā€

Jia Cong smiled: "Joint-stock system." Seeing that Feng Ziying was stunned, he explained, "Whoever pays more money has the final say." Whichever country gives more money to the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Industry has the final say on them; Which country gives the Ministry of Criminal Justice more money, the Ministry of Criminal Affairs has the final say on them; No one should think that they usually don't give money, and someone will help them when they are in trouble. If you don't have enough shares and want to have the final say, you go to partner with others. As long as you add up to more than half of the shares, you can also have the final say. ā€

Feng Ziying said: "Some small countries are poorer, what if they suffer a disaster? ā€

Jia Cong said: "Let the lord of the country try to ask for help from the neighboring country himself, or simply merge into the neighboring country voluntarily." There is no friendship between countries. ā€

Feng Ziying shook her head and said, "Isn't that a mess?" If the Criminal Department also plays the joint-stock system, and someone in a big country kills someone in a small country, can he not pay for his life? ā€

Jia Cong glanced at him and said, "If the prince himself is drunk and in a bad mood and kills the people for fun, will he pay for his life?" ā€

Feng Ziying choked for a while, and then said, "That's the prince." ā€

Jia Cong said: "I'm just reminding Brother Feng that the law can only control the weakest. "In later generations, there will be many citizens of a large country who have committed crimes in small countries and have been safe and sound." What we need to discuss is not justice, but what is feasible. That's what I've said many times, don't expect the world to be what it should be, but to find out what it really is. Brother Feng, whether you and I or King Xian, are just ants between heaven and earth. Now the kings have been indeciding for months, that is, they are all expecting others to reason in their own weaknesses, but they are not reasonable in their own strengths. If you want them to make a decision quickly, you can only cut off those 'hopes', that is, let them no longer expect others to be reasonable, and everything is unreasonable and only talk about strength. Feng Ziying frowned more and more.

Xue Pan said: "Can't you let them all be reasonable?" ā€

Jia Cong shook his head: "No." If our dynasty is unified, the Son of Heaven can be reasonable, and the whole country can be reasonable. Brother Xue, like water flowing to a low place, most people in this world are not saints, and they will not be reasonable when they can be domineering. ā€

Liu Aiyun sighed: "In this way, it is better to have a son of heaven. ā€

Jia Cong said: "However, if you are unlucky and the Son of Heaven is unreasonable, then you will not even have the opportunity to argue about your efforts." For example, when the first emperor was old. He sighed, too, "It's just that luck doesn't hold much of it." I think King Xian is a reasonable man, but I don't know that his son and grandson are unreasonable. And also. He lowered his voice and said, "When he reaches the age of the first emperor, will he suddenly become less reasonable?" ā€

Feng Ziying looked at him with wide eyes and gasped.

Jia Cong didn't check it at all, clapped his hands and looked at Xue Pan: "The wine is cold." Brother Xue, make people warm the bar. Xue Pan hurriedly called someone to warm the wine. Feng Ziying looked at Jia Cong for a long time, and Jia Cong smiled and said, "I didn't say anything just now." ā€

Feng Ziying kept her mouth shut, just ate and drank.

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