Liu Caiwei and Chen Ruan were invited by the officials of Tianfu, and it was said that Liu Caiwei and Jia Cong had met several times, Chen Ruan was reluctant to come, but he didn't dare to offend Ying Tianguan's Mansion, and stroked the piano by Xuanwu Lake, never looking at Jia Cong.

Jia Cong had no intention of playing chess, staring at the second daughter with a pleasing gaze, without any taboos.

Min Zijian was a little embarrassed, and asked tentatively: "My lord, ...... about this money and food?"

"The money and grain still have to be checked, and the orders of the imperial court are unshirkable...... Jia Cong's neck stretched out like a giraffe: "Oh, Min Futai, it's better not to talk about business today......"

Governor Min beckoned with a painful face, and a servant standing guard in the distance came over, and he listened to it, and the servant brought a horse with him after a while.

Zheng Renfen just smiled and swallowed melon seeds, and looked at whether he spoke.

Min Zijian scolded, asked Ma Tong to take out the title deed and house deed on the spot, and said righteously: "Lord Yushi's forgiveness, this official didn't know a few days ago, this Ma Tong actually has a master's family, and I understand today's visit." Ma Tong brought the note of the master's family and deceived the official, who had to report it to the judge according to the routine and serve as a soldier...... As soon as the family property is due, you have to ask the Wang family to come and get it back, come on, pull it down, and then talk about it after playing the 20th board first......"

The horse with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks was like ashes, he knew that Jia Cong had fallen off the horse, and he became a pawn of the Min prefect to curry favor with Jia Yushi, but he couldn't, how could the people fight with the officials?

Jia Cong watched them act with them, clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Good! ”

Governor Min settled down and said: "Thank you for your compliment, this official has always enforced the law according to the law......"

"Huh?" Jia Cong said strangely: "Master Min, I mean Miss Liu and Miss Chen's piano, play well!" Qin Huai woman, sure enough, lives up to her reputation! ”

Min Zijian's face turned red.

"Poof!" Zheng Renfen took a sip of tea and hurriedly explained: "The lower official is retiring, and I respectfully ask Lord Yushi to come to the garrison to supervise the army in the coming day." ”

Jia Cong nodded, having enough of eating, drinking, and having fun, he patted Min Zijian's shoulder in an old-fashioned manner: "Governor Min, Yingtianfu is a big mansion in the southeast, and money and food come first, so the official has to check." However, Lord Min is proficient in the law, and Jinling is also Heqing Haiyan, has he never heard of riots, disasters, and performance evaluations, so naturally he will not be inferior, and the eyes and ears of this official are also clear......"

He checked Min Zijian's old bottom, a native of Ningguofu, Jiangxi, this Ningguofu is the name of a prefecture-level region, not the Ningguofu of the Jia family, and many officials of the imperial court are from Jiangxi.

Now Jia Cong is already slowly considering the strategy of employing people, if he can win over the usable ones, if he can't win them, he will also deal with them as appropriate, not all the people who are unappetizing will be killed, in addition, Min Zijian is not in the Jiangzuo League, and his vision is not deep, his purpose is to divide the Jiangnan people who resist him, and he can't let them twist into a rope and make a big fuss.

Min Zijian gasped for breath as if he had collapsed, and said gratefully: "The lower official will definitely live up to the hopes of Lord Yushi." ”

"Wonderful!" Jia Cong clapped his palms.

After solving this matter, Min Zijian sent Jia Cong out of Xuanwu Lake like a grandson, and vaguely explained that the Mid-Autumn Festival would be held and the Lord Yushi would stay for a few more days.

Sent to the south gate of the Xuanwu Lake archway, Jia Cong inadvertently arrived, Chen Ruan, who had not treated him very much, went away with a son-in-law, he shook his head, he didn't care much, a fireworks woman, he was not very interested.

"Which official is the Min Governor's Mansion entertaining? Do they embarrass you? Zhou Gongzi asked worriedly.

"It's the patrol of the imperial Shi Jia Cong......" Chen Ruan frowned, she originally thought that Zhou Gongzi would also scold, but didn't want him to say: "I knew it was him, I didn't worry about it, this person is a saint, every time he can turn the danger into a disaster, I want to use his power to suppress the trend of Qianxiang Country, my father is over there, and he can't hold it......"

Zhou Gongzi sighed: "There is a king in the country of Qianxiang, although it is a subject country of my Dashun, but recently there is a trend of separation, and the tributary gifts are decreasing every year. As the guardian of Zhenhai, my father was not only blamed by the emperor every time, but also his life was in danger there, and this Jia Cong has now added the right to supervise the army......"

Chen Ruan said: "But Jiang Zuomeng doesn't think so, saying that he is playing with power and is not a gentleman......

"I think Zhou Gongzi is right." Liu Caiwei came over and interjected: "In Guangling, Yangzhou, it is also rumored that he donated money to control the river, even if it is a false name, it is also due to Sheji. Justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, perhaps this Lord Yushi was born to be controversial......"

At the same time, many officials in Jiangsu were greatly disappointed, Jia Cong was not only as stable as Mount Tai, but also increased the power of supervising the army, and could completely compete with the local governors, which can be said to have greatly slapped them.

But the people on the other side of Songjiang breathed a sigh of relief, according to Jia Cong's itinerary, he had to go back to Yangzhou to supervise the collection of salt taxes by the Zhenjiang battalion.

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After reviewing the money and food, it was recorded, and now there are twenty or thirty catties of documents that need to be handed over for the imperial history work alone, and this business trip is really tiring, but most of it is the handwriting of Guan Chaosheng and Miaoyu.

At this time, the Mid-Autumn Festival came as scheduled, and the various yamen arrived on the rest day according to the regulations, and Jia Cong also put aside his official business as a matter of course and carried Qin Keqing to Qixia Mountain.

To the south of the capital must see Qinhuai, you Qixia, August 15 Qixia Mountain, red maple such as fire, covered all over the mountains, as if entering a sea of flowers, even the two old triangular maples at the entrance of Qixia Temple, also like this night of Caixia, beautiful.

Jia Cong and Qin Keqing, who pretended to be ordinary pedestrians, went in front of the gods to kneel and pray, and Jia Cong was not very respectful to the gods, and asked quietly: "What did you ask for?" ”

"Don't ask, if you ask, it won't work." Qin Keqing laughed softly.

Turned around and came out, the pedestrians of the festival were very crowded, even the women came out, the noblewomen of Jiangnan were very bold, Jia Cong had to grab Qin Keqing's hand and go to the Red Leaf Valley, Wu Sange and a few people led people to follow, but Long Aotian couldn't squeeze in and got lost.

"No, it's too crowded, wait a minute." Jia Cong protected Qin Keqing behind him, Qin Keqing obeyed her words and happily looked like a newly married woman.

They turned to the roadside pavilion and waited, looked down the mountain, all the way the lanterns were hung high, the entire Qixia Mountain was full of people, if it was a flat area, there were juggling stunts, stall fortune telling, Jia Cong was quietly appreciating, and found that there were two Xiucai to look over, one was a son who had seen before, the other didn't know, the two of them saluted and signed up closely, Jia Cong knew that they were all prisoners of Jinling Guozijian, one was Zhou Wenbai, the son of Zhou Chun, the Zhenhai Shou of Qianxiangguo, and the other was He Yi, a native of Shangyuan County, Yingtianfu.

He Yi said politely: "Lord Yushi, I want to ask for my life for the elder father, and said that this should be Tianfu go to the countryside to collect money and grain...... There are also dead people in the township, and they also need the yamen to make a coffin in order to get rid of the household register, which costs a lot of money, my lord, please go and see it in person......"

"Okay, this official will take care of it." Jia Cong casually perfunctory, in fact, he was no longer surprised by the exploitation of these officials, but at this time he was not in the mood to do it, and when the flow of people was loosened, he nodded like a cordial leader and pulled Qin Keqing up.

Min Zijian had already arranged an elegant place for him in the Red Leaf Valley, and after entering, Qin Keqing was self-explanatory, as soon as the door was closed, Senior Sister Qin turned around gracefully, bit her lower lip charmingly, and pulled her belt with her slender jade fingers......

It was bustling outside, but Jia Cong inside was short of breath.