After learning that the senior sister was safe and sound, Siyu yawned and said, "Senior sister is fine, I'll go back to sleep." ”

Inside the house, Shi Qingjian said with some concern: "The lord forced Zhang Wenjin to comply, I'm afraid he will still secretly make trouble." ”

Jiang Anyi said: "He has a grip in my hand, it should be okay in a short time, first deal with the urgent matter in front of me." ”

"The key is Jingli, this time the lord was fined for three years, which makes me puzzled, why should I be punished if I have won the battle? Lord Tian's letter hasn't come yet, and I'm really anxious. Shi Qingjian sighed.

It seems that the right and wrong things are not important, and the standards of good and bad are the heart of the Son of Heaven, which makes Jiang Anyi's heart very uncomfortable.

Don't drive, Zhang Wenjin has already changed his clothes and stretched out his hand to roast on the charcoal basin. Feng Daoliangzai carefully reported to him what happened in the lobby, and Zhang Wenjin listened quietly, without saying a word with a calm face.

After Feng Daoliang finished speaking, he asked worriedly, "My lord, what should I do next?" If it is still delayed, I am afraid that Jiang Anyi will really make a dead hand. ”

Zhang Wenjin's hand was burned by the charcoal fire, shrank suddenly, and said: "He is a stabbing history, it will definitely not work to resist hard, you do what he says, you don't need to deliberately obstruct it." I'm close to you in the house, don't let the person surnamed Jiang find a reason to deal with you. ”

"Yes, my lord, you understand me, and I am willing to go to the soup for my lord." Feng Daoliang knew that he was sitting on Zhang Wenjin's boat, and he was both prosperous and lossy, so he hurriedly expressed his determination.

Zhang Wenjin sneered: "The newcomer surnamed Jiang is in a hurry to show himself to the court, and he throws a lot of silver to invite political achievements, and those local officials, how can they bear it when they see the silver, and when the time comes, a large number of corrupt officials will be found out, and see how the surname Jiang ends." By the way, the surname Jiang will definitely take advantage of this matter to establish his authority, and your hands and legs must be clean this time, so as not to give him a handle. ”

Above the lobby, Jiang Tingshi waved his hand, bought grain and worked for relief, this silver is at least 300,000 taels, according to the normal situation, how can Sicang join the army also have a few thousand taels into the account, since Zhang Beijia ordered, Feng Daoliang had to endure the pain and say yes.

Zhang Wenjin's face was red from the charcoal fire, and he smiled gloomily: "Don't be greedy, you can find out which people are greedy, like Wen Qi, he will use his feet to pull silver if he chops his hands, you listen clearly and tell me, I will be useful then." ”

Feng Daoliang smiled: "My lord has a good plan? ”

Zhang Wenjin said: "Then I will talk about it, you should keep this matter in mind." ”

Feng Daoliang left, Zhang Wenjin stared at the charcoal fire and thought to himself, if he wanted to bring down Jiang Anyi, the key was still in the capital, as long as the Son of Heaven was disgusted with Jiang Anyi, nothing would become something, and merit would become guilty. Thinking of the official letter from the Middle School Academy, it seems that I will go to visit Mrs. Ning tomorrow. Old lady Ning, the father of Ning Ze, the waiter of the Ministry of Works, came to the house of Huiye Mansion from Lingji County these days to escape the cold.

Jiang Anyi wrote an urgent letter overnight, reporting that the sixteen counties in the northwest of Huazhou were hit by a snow disaster, the snow was five feet deep, the affected population was nearly 200,000, and countless cattle and sheep could not survive the winter. In the report, Jiang Anyi suggested that 40,000 stone of grain should be borrowed from the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate for the time being, and that it should be directly transported to the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate after purchasing grain and grass, and that the court should allocate 500,000 taels of the tax and silver paid this year for disaster relief. There is also a letter to Yang Xiangliang, the governor of Anxi, detailing the disaster situation in Huazhou, in which he proposed to the Son of Heaven that the Anxi Protectorate should temporarily borrow grain and grass, and if the Son of Heaven is allowed to play, he will ask the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate to send someone to escort it.

The next day, the letter was sent to the capital by an expedited report of 800 miles. First of all, 2,000 soldiers from the prefecture went to the disaster area to clear the road, and then 6,000 garrisons also set off, grain and grass were shipped one after another, and official documents collected from the people were sent to the counties, and under the stimulation of 20 wen wages, hundreds of people flowed down the road to the disaster area like a trickle.

Zhang Bei's carriage and horse stopped in front of the house of the Nanning family in the city, and showed Menzi to visit Mrs. Ning, and after a while, Menzi returned: "Lord Zhang, my grandfather is not feeling well, and he doesn't see guests, let me tell Master Zhang four words, so I can do it myself." Lord Zhang, I'm sorry, please go back. ”

Zhang Wenjin was poured a basin of cold water on his head, he had a good relationship with Mrs. Ning, and he said four words and avoided them, the meaning of which was self-evident. Zhang Wenjin returned to the car in a drowsy manner, and the carriage returned home with a bump, and when he got home, he fell into bed and shivered in the thick quilt, this time he was really sick.

Ningfu Jingxingzhai, a young man is grinding ink, Mrs. Ning holds his cuffs and smears ink plums on rice paper, and when the last stroke is finished, Mrs. Ning puts down his pen and strokes his beard and admires it proudly.

The young man smiled: "The plum painted by grandpa is more and more vigorous and powerful, the proud branches are like iron, and there seems to be a dark fragrance through the paper, and the artistic conception is eternal." ”

"Hahaha, Zheng'er is getting better and better at talking." Old lady Ning stroked her beard and laughed.

Helping Mrs. Ning to sit down on the chair, Ning Qingzheng asked puzzledly, "Isn't Zhang Beijia good friends with my family?" Why didn't Grandpa see him? ”

Mrs. Ning stretched out his hand to take the teacup, tossed away the floating tea leaves, drank saliva to moisten his throat, handed the teacup back to his grandson Ning Qingzheng, and asked with a light smile: "Why did you say Zhang Wenjin came?" ”

Ning Qingzheng thought for a moment and said, "Eighty percent is here for the history of Jiang Thorn. ”

"Yes, he rallied the crowd to impeach Jiang Anyi last time, and the Son of Heaven didn't seem to blame, but Lu Shangshu was blamed for his immorality, and in fact, the Son of Heaven was already beating him." Mrs. Ning slowly combed his beard and continued, "Your father wrote to me not to follow Zhang Wenjin to deal with Jiang Anyi again. ”

Ning Qingzheng said with a smile: "Last time, Jiang Tingshi's wife took back a batch of goods for my family from the hands of horse thieves, and Lord Jiang returned them to my family, and grandpa also promised him that in the future, our family's goods will be traded in the border market. ”

Mrs. Ning smiled: "Your Uncle Cheng's eyes are staring at something three feet in front of him, what does he know?" Our family's goods enter the border market for trading, and it seems that we have to pay an extra 30,000 taels of silver every year, but the Ning family took the lead in expressing support for Jiang Tingshi's decision, and Jiang Anyi must admit this favor. Jiang Anyi is as old as you, and he is the assassin of a state, how much silver did he buy his favor? ”

Ning Qingzheng didn't make a sound, and there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

Mrs. Ning smiled: "Zheng'er, you don't need to be jealous, people like Jiang Anyi are rare in a hundred years, and they are really demonic." Your father mentioned in yesterday's letter that Jiang Anyi killed and retreated 200 Rong Mi light horsemen at Jingmen Pass, but the court instead fined him for three years for violating the old decree of the emperor. ”

Ning Qingzheng said happily: "Could it be that the Son of Heaven also thinks that Jiang Anyi is bold and reckless, this is beating him?" ”

Mrs. Ning glanced sideways at his grandson, and said with a serious face: "Zheng'er, you are smart and smart, but don't blind your heart because of jealousy, the more you are like this, the more you will fall behind." ”

"What Grandpa said is true", Ning Qingzheng said: "Grandson is a little jealous of Jiang Tingshi, so much so that he can't wait to hear bad news about him." ”

"Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great." Mrs. Ning nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Zheng'er is stronger than most people, and he will definitely be able to achieve great things in the future." Your father told me in the letter that the Son of Heaven's favor for Jiang Anyi has not diminished in the slightest, and has even become more and more serious. You must know that sometimes it seems that beating is actually love, if Jiang Anyi can be constantly beaten by the Son of Heaven, then his foundation will become more solid, and his future will be more and more ambitious. ”

Ning Qingzheng bent down and fiddled with the stove at his grandfather's feet, and carefully planted a charcoal fire on top of the charcoal fire to see if the temperature was appropriate. Mrs. Ning was very satisfied with his grandson's little thoughts, and smiled and said: "Your father said in the letter that although Jiang Anyi was fined for three years, the guards who went with him rewarded two Renyong captains and five accompanying captains, and Emperor Jing's old decree was also abolished, do you say this is a reward or a punishment." ”

Ning Qingzheng gasped and exclaimed, "Lord Jiang's holy family, I'm afraid that few people can match it. ”

"That's why your father wrote to me to befriend Jiang Tingshi, Zhang Wenjin came to the door, either to inquire about the news or to ask me to deal with Jiang Tingshi together, do you think I can let him in?" Mrs. Ning squinted, revealing the cunning of the old fox.

Ning Qingzheng said with a smile: "Jiang is still old and spicy, grandpa, you have seen it clearly in the morning, so I asked Uncle Cheng to put the family business into the border market for trading, one step ahead, step by step, and my grandson admires it." ”

"It's not enough. That Guo Fatzi used perfume to lure the Hu merchants into the border market in Qixian Building, and the Ning family followed in at this time and was not conspicuous. Mrs. Ning's frost eyebrows trembled, and his eyes said solemnly: "The icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow." ”

Ning Qingzheng thought for a while and said: "Now the government is vigorously providing disaster relief, I heard from the people of the yamen that the grain and grass for disaster relief are insufficient, grandpa, we have thousands of stones of grain in the village, it is better to donate a part of it to Lord Jiang for disaster relief, which not only helps Lord Jiang, but also has a good reputation." ”

Mrs. Ning smiled and said, "Zheng'er is right, grandpa also has such thoughts. ”

His idea was adopted by his grandfather, Ning Qingzheng was a little excited, and said with a smile: "Grandson, let's go and let people count the amount of food to see how much is appropriate." ”

"It's useless if it's less", Mrs. Ning said categorically: "I have a number of food at home, about more than 2,000 stones, calculate the amount of food for my family, and donate the rest." ”

Ning Qingzheng was taken aback by his grandfather's atmosphere, and said hesitantly: "That's almost two thousand stones, all donated?" ”

"Donate, let the people of Huazhou know that my Ning family is a Huazhou person, and the people will do everything to help everyone get through the difficulties when they are in trouble. In addition, let the account office pay 5,000 taels of silver and donate it to the government, and the favor will either not be done, but if you want to do it, it will be known to the world. ”

Ning Qingzheng looked at his grandfather with admiration, his heart was surging, this is the person who has the courage to do great things. Ning Qingzheng said: "Grandpa, what you said is good, these money and grain can be exchanged for a hundred years of health and well-being for my Ning family, which is cost-effective." Maybe my Ning family will be like the Han family, praised by the Son of Heaven. Grandpa, you rest first, and I'll go and ask someone to carry grain and grass to the government office. ”

Mrs. Ning stopped his grandson and said with a wicked smile: "Don't worry, I said that I will send charcoal in the snow, and now the government still has some supplies, and when all the food in the government is gone, we will send charcoal." By the way, you go to your father-in-law's house, tell your father-in-law, let his family donate some food, and a few families close to our family, you all talk about it, everyone gets together, and the amount is enough to impress Jiang Thorn Shi, which is called sending charcoal in the snow. ”

"High, really high."