Chapter Twenty-Nine: Let's Be a Charity Duck Together!
Although Jintong doesn't know the prices of this dynasty, she can't stand the large number of people under her, and more than half of them are powerful!
This mission sent out in the morning, Wu An talked back and forth on crutches after dinner.
Then Jintong was shocked!
She didn't worry about 600,000 taels of silver, but she actually had to spend 200,000 taels to hire people to do labor, so it was unnecessary. The 30,000 or so laborers who rebuilt West Street have already been planned by Jintong, and they have their own good plans to use a large number of free laborers!
Besides, firing bricks in ancient times actually required a one-year production cycle! It's too time-consuming!
The reconstruction of West Street requires about 6 million bricks, 3 million tiles, tens of thousands of woods, plus sand and gravel to tamp the ground, etc.
It's impossible to wait for a year, and by then the old and weak women and children on West Street will probably be burping!
Thanks to Wu'an's cleverness, he listened to the advice of Mr. Gongsun, a military advisor who was retired in the house, and went to the Ministry of Industry to inquire about it, knowing that there were a lot of materials stored in the brick kiln in the northern suburbs. I also heard that Prince Su was planning to rebuild a garden in the southern suburbs, and all kinds of materials were ready, and if he could give up some of them first, he could also reduce the burden.
Prince Su's younger brother Chu Xi and Zheng Qishuo have always had dealings, and Jintong planned that Prince Su could let Zheng Qishuo say hello first.
Then she talked to Prince Su Chu Wan herself, and asked her to blow the wind on the pillow side, and asked Prince Su's Mansion to donate some ordinary brick and tile materials, so that as long as the ground on West Street was tamped, she could start building a house immediately.
During this time, Jintong was closest to Chu Wan. Probably seeing Jintong's chic appearance dressed as a man, Chu Wan didn't hold it in front of Jintong. The two can be described as hitting it off, smelling the same, and the more they touch, the more speculative they are. Jintong figured out that she personally asked Chu Wan to talk about the donation, and Chu Wan agreed nine out of nine.
Since Empress Jiang entered the Middle Palace, whenever there is any natural or man-made disaster, Mrs. Jiang will take the initiative to call on the noble ladies in Beijing to raise donations, and this time is naturally no exception.
Empress Jiang in the palace took the lead in bringing a group of concubines to automatically reduce the usual expenses, and used the saved silver for disaster relief to share the worries of the monarch, while Mrs. Jiang took the initiative to come to Jintong to discuss disaster relief.
Jintong couldn't ask for it, she held Mrs. Jiang's hand: "Sister Jiang, my sister has a few words I want to talk to you alone." ”
With a wave of Mrs. Jiang's hand, her two personal maids immediately went out with Su Bai Ning Zi. "My sister has something, but it doesn't hurt to say it."
Jintong said with an expression that I trust you the most and I absolutely trust you: "Sister, I know that the reconstruction of West Street is the responsibility of my third brother-in-law. ”
"It turned out that the Marquis of Jingbei personally presided over this matter." Mrs. Jiang was taken aback, although Jin Wei inherited the title of Marquis of Jingbei, he had no real power, and he had lived in the north for a long time, and he was almost a person in Shangjing. When she heard that he actually came to Shangjing and received such a thankless errand, Mrs. Jiang was a little confused.
"Eat the king's dedication, do you worry about the king!" Jintong took out a drawing: "Sister, that Weinan Shuzhong is far away from us, and the minister has just passed, and the specific situation is unknown." What my sister means is that we might as well take the initiative to deal with the affairs on the West Street, which can be regarded as sharing the worries of the Holy Lord and Queen. Sister, please see, this is the drawing that my third brother asked the Ministry of Industry to calculate and draw, if the entire West Street is rebuilt, it will cost 600,000 taels of silver. ”
"Only 600,000 taels?" Mrs. Jiang looked surprised, the last time the Yellow River burst its banks, the nobles and famous families in Beijing donated a total of millions of taels of silver, and they couldn't even see a splash when they smashed it, and the entire West Street was rebuilt, what is 600,000 taels of silver enough, and how many rows of grass huts can be built?
"Sister, isn't it coaxing sister? Not to mention the materials needed for these nearly 1,000 houses, let's just say that the craftsmen who know how to build houses, where can they find so many at one time? Mrs. Jiang had some doubts in her heart, could it be that Jingbei Hou was ready to sell his reputation and reputation, and he filled the hole in West Street out of his own pocket to pave the way for his career.
Jintong had already discussed all aspects with Mr. Gongsun, she nodded her fingers and gave Mrs. Jiang a clear calculation.
Mrs. Jiang sighed secretly when she heard this, it seems that she still underestimated Jintong.
She remembered that when Jintong first married into the Pingning Marquis Mansion, after only a few days, there were rumors that Jintong was a full straw bag. Later, when Pingning Hou was newly married, he took the initiative to invite himself to Pingding Southern Xinjiang, and he was even more famous as Jintong's "straw bag". But now that she has gotten along several times, she can be sure that Jintong is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!
Jin Tong didn't know and didn't bother to pay attention to what Mrs. Jiang was thinking, and after settling the accounts clearly, she pretended to ask Mrs. Jiang's opinion: "Sister Jiang, it's not a trouble to rebuild, my sister is a little selfish, thinking that it is better for us to take the lead in taking this credit, which is also a good thing." We are just paying for it, and the hard work is up to my third brother and his subordinates. But my sister is a newcomer, and I don't know how to start, so I have no choice but to ask my sister for help in planning. She knew in her heart that such a big bait would be thrown out, and with Mrs. Jiang's personality, she would definitely take it all in.
How could Mrs. Jiang not understand what Jintong meant, and sorted out the feet of the Son of Heaven, at least the Son of Heaven was not bothered. Where the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, let it go first! Since Jintong took the initiative to bring it up, she must have done this thing.
She also has her own selfishness, so she also suggested to Jintong in her heart: "Sister, it's just 600,000 taels of silver, and it can be inherited by our four kings and thirteen marquis." How to prepare this money, you can relax, my sister will come forward, no matter how bad it is, there will be the queen's mother. As for the Shuzhong side, the Holy Lord has sent the minister to the past, and when the time comes, we will see what the specific situation is, and we will discuss it again. ”
Jintong took Mrs. Jiang's hand with a happy face: "With Sister Jiang's words, my sister is relieved!" ”
The two chatted and discussed for a long time, and everything was planned clearly, and Mrs. Jiang said goodbye to Jintong and went to the princely house with a better relationship as a lobbyist.
Mrs. Jiang did not sort out the affairs at hand until the beginning of the Hai Dynasty and came to the family ancestral hall. Seeing Gu Xiangyun sitting and drinking tea with an unconvinced face, the female admonition family rules were not copied, and she couldn't help but sigh secretly. The daughter who has worked so hard to cultivate in vain is so short-sighted, which disappoints her too much.
When Gu Xiangyun saw Mrs. Jiang coming in, she said angrily: "Mother, my daughter is still the same sentence, and my daughter admits that she has not done anything wrong. ”
Mrs. Jiang: "So what can you help by sneaking out and going to a dirty place like West Street?" ”
"Mother, although my daughter can't help anything, she is also a force, even the students of Guozijian ......"
"Enough!" Mrs. Jiang couldn't bear to slap the table hard, and the teacup was shattered to the ground: "Is it important to sell fame or reputation?" You're hopelessly stupid! ”
"Mother, is your daughter so unbearable in your mind?"
"Sister Yun, if you really pity those victims, how about converting all your jewelry and clothing into cash and donating all of them to the victims?"
Gu Xiangyun looked at her mother incredulously, how was this possible?
"Reluctant?" Mrs. Jiang glanced at her with hatred: "Grounded in the ancestral hall, copy the rules of the female trainer a hundred times, if you still don't understand, copy until you understand!" ”
Mrs. Jiang flicked her sleeves and left, she had worked hard to cultivate this daughter, and she was quite successful in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but it was just a false name of a talented woman, the icing on the cake. Speaking of others, alas, don't mention it! Angry!