Chapter 405: Beads of Dark Threads

Jiajing felt that his junior brother was a bit alarmist.

My old Zhu family has a big business, although it is a bit too much to eat, but it is dignified and bright, and it is not impossible to afford to eat if you raise a family.

Of course, Jiajing is actually a little disgusted by his relatives who can't beat him and eat his own white food every day.

But this is the law of the ancestors, and what you eat is the treasury, not your own internal money, and it is not a big deal if it does not affect your own immortal cultivation.

"Senior brother, the law of the clan should not be touched lightly, and this matter is not a big deal, why is it related to the fortune of the country?"

Xiao Feng said with a smile: "Senior brother, whether the clan affects the fortunes of the country or not, in fact, only depends on two things.

The first thing: whether the imperial court allows the clan to do things, if it is allowed, then it is not a bad thing to have more clans, and it can also help the imperial court.

But if it is not allowed, then the more clans, the heavier the burden on the imperial court, and in the end, it will be overwhelmed, and the national fortune will be dragged down.

The second thing: whether the descendants of the clan can always eat the royal court's money, and if so, then the clan will expand without limit.

But if there is a limit on the number of people and the number of generations that can eat the imperial court, the size of the clan will be somewhat reduced, and the country will be able to bear it."

Jiajing digested Xiao Feng's words in his mind, and slowly raised his own questions.

"Senior brother, the first thing is that the clan must not interfere in politics, agriculture and business, this is the law of the ancestors, and we need to be cautious.

Let's talk about the second thing, for a world as big as the Ming Dynasty, can the Zhu family really eat and affect the fortunes of the country?"

Xiao Feng thought for a while, pointed to the Go placed on the table and said, "Senior brother, I have done a little bit during this time, senior brother will reward me with something."

Jiajing glanced at him, and said in his heart that you are really shameless, I have given your wife a decree! But still nodded.

"What kind of treasure do you like, I know you are not short of money, you have to like this set of Go, just take it."

Xiao Feng smiled, "Senior brother, I want a long-term appreciation. This set of Go chessboard has a total of 324 squares.

My brother will be rewarded with one penny every day, one penny on the first day, two pennies on the second day, and four pennies on the third day.

The money that rewards me every day is twice as much as the day before, and after rewarding these three hundred and twenty-four grids, no matter what merit I make in this life, I don't need to reward me, and I don't want it."

Jiajing is not very good at math, and he has no concept of this problem, so after thinking about it roughly, he couldn't help but laugh.

"This is an interesting method, junior brother, and I agreed. But you have such a big mansion, and you rely on a few pennies a day, won't you go hungry?

Senior brother, I can't bear to let a group of women in your family go hungry with you, I think it's better to reward you directly with a few thousand taels of silver."

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Senior brother, let's do the math carefully, and then consider whether to agree to me or not."

Jiajing saw that Xiao Feng was serious, and he really didn't know how to count. How can there be a cultivator who doesn't count, it's just that the method used is clever or stupid.

He didn't know the formula, he just used stupid methods. Let Huang Jin bring pen and paper and list them one by one.

The first day was one penny, and the second day was two pennies...... The tenth day is five hundred and twelve, so it's not difficult!

On the fifteenth day, it was sixteen thousand three hundred and eighty-four wen, well, it was only sixteen taels of silver, sprinkled with water!

On the twentieth day, it was five hundred and twenty-four thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight wen, more than five hundred taels of silver, not much, not much, I am very rich now!

On the twenty-fifth day, it was ...... 16,777,216 ...... Sixteen thousand taels? No, the flesh hurts!

The thirtieth day is...... you, how many essays can't be written! More than 500,000 taels! Do you want all the money for you?

On the thirty-fifth day, it was ...... Seventeen million taels! Are you going to want my treasury?

On the fortieth day, it was 50,000 taels of silver, and the money was just a number, so what was the big deal!

On the fiftieth day, it was 50 million taels of silver, hahahahaha, *** still want to be rewarded

By the 324th day, are you still human?

Someone! Xiao Feng is going to rebel! He lied to me, he lied to me!

Jiajing threw down a large pile of paper, sat on the futon and gasped, feeling his soul hollowed out. You don't have any jokes......

"Appropriate talents, junior brother, the truth you want to say, senior brother seems to understand!"

Xiao Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, although the reproduction of the clan is not so exaggerated, but you see that these clans now, which one of them did not start with three or five sons?

Five sons and five sons, six hundred and twenty-five people in four generations, even if the first generation has passed away, it is only one person missing, how can it go on like this?"

Jiajing was still in the fear of being dominated by the chessboard, for fear that Xiao Feng would suddenly change his mind and grab Jun Wuxi.

At that time, I can only kill my junior brother! Because I can't afford it! But I still want to cultivate immortals!

"But junior brother, can I still make an order not to let the clan have children?

I can't control the heavens and the earth, and I can't manage the two of them in the bed! Can this be restricted?"

Xiao Feng smiled ambiguously: "Senior brother, don't worry about this. You have to figure out why the clan has so many children."

Jiajing raised his eyebrows: "Many sons and many blessings, it has been like this since ancient times!"

Xiao Feng shook his head: "Senior brother, the common people have a few more children, firstly, because the child death rate is too high, and I am afraid that they will not be able to raise them.

Second, the Ming Dynasty is heavy on agriculture, and the people want to live a good life and work more, so they are willing to have a few more children.

But the living conditions of the clan are good, the death rate of children is not high, and they don't need to work to improve the life of the family, so why do they have so many children?"

Jiajing has never thought deeply about this issue, having more sons is a good thing to agree on, and it is really a bit confusing to break it down so carefully.

"In the opinion of the junior and the disciple, what is the reason?"

"Senior brother, because the money and food given by the imperial court to the clan are calculated according to the capitation! One more child, one more money!

Moreover, even if he is the lowest-ranking lieutenant of Fengguo, the annual money and grain of 200 stone is higher than that of the official of the fifth grade of the imperial court!

The state supports children and earns more money, so in such a situation, it is strange that the clan should not work hard to have children!"

Jiajing frowned and thought about it, it's true, this kind of good thing, whoever catches up can't let it go!

"Then according to the will of the junior brother, what should I do?"

Xiao Feng said sinisterly, "Senior brother, change the head to the branch. No matter how many children are born, a clan is only given a fixed amount of money and food. ap.

If there are few people, they will eat well, and if there are many people, they will eat poorly, so that they themselves will not want to have so many children."

Jiajing looked at his junior brother, this idea is really lacking in morality, no wonder those clans will write to scold you. Those who worked hard before will definitely want to strangle their little brothers in the future.

"Besides, my relatives don't have such a confession. If you can recognize relatives without restrictions, the people of the Ming Dynasty are all descendants of Yan and Huang, who is not related to whom.

The sage said, 'The gentleman's Ze is beheaded in five generations, and the people recognize their relatives within the five suits, how can there be people who recognize their relatives outside the five generations?'

Our Ming Dynasty, that is, someone committed the crime of great rebellion, and if you want to connect the three clans, you will not chase five generations up and down!

So I think it's almost over, senior brother, you have a lot of respect for the ancestral bloodline when you manage the relatives within the five suits to eat and drink."

Jiajing sighed and said a few words to his junior brother that were inconvenient to say in the court.

"Senior brother, in fact, it's not that the imperial court is willing to support the clan. If you don't support them, you have to allow them to do things and support themselves.

But they are all surnamed Zhu, and they all have the blood of the heavenly family, and if they are in politics and power, they will have many delusions.

And people with ulterior motives like the White Lotus Sect will also use their bloodlines to make a fuss. So the court is spending money to have peace of mind."

Xiao Feng gave a deep salute: "Senior brother, I was about to talk about this. Since the clan is the bloodline of the Heavenly Family, it must be talented

Brilliant."

Here Jiajing smiled, indicating that you are right, the genes of the old Zhu family are good.

"Now there are as many as 50,000 clan members recorded in the Zongren Mansion, and among these 50,000 people, how many outstanding people are there?

These talents can't give full play to their talents, so they can only hide in the high walls and give birth, what a waste of money for the imperial court!"

Jiajing shook his head lightly: "But if they are allowed to take power, or lead troops, it is absolutely impossible, and I have to consider the country and my descendants."

Xiao Feng knew that this matter of heart was something that no emperor could let go, and it was not time to turn it over.

"Senior brother, there are more and more clans, but the imperial court doesn't dare to use them, so they can only keep them, this is a hidden explosive barrel!

For the country, for the people, for long live, they are all huge hidden dangers. Then we can only find a way to reduce the number of people in the clan and control the size of the clan."

Jiajing nodded slightly: "But the clans will definitely not give up, in the past few days, the clans from all over the country have asked to send representatives to Beijing to face the saints."

Xiao Feng smiled: "Then let them come to the capital to face the saint, if the clan system is to be changed, it is better to convince people with reason, it is not good to do it directly, after all, it is a family."

Jiajing looked at his junior brother, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, junior brother, with you, I don't dare to guarantee anything else, to convince people with reason, reliable!

The next day, the holy decree was promulgated, and the clans from all over the country, represented by the prince, went to the court to face the saint and discuss the clan system!

The clans in various places were suddenly boiling, and they all cheered up the princes who entered the Beijing Saint, hoping that they could protect the jobs of the old Zhu family.

Back then, the ancestors started with a bowl, and our descendants can't be smashed with this bowl! This is our inexhaustible bowl of God!

The princes also said in high spirits, rest assured, long live and we are a family, Xiao Feng is just an outsider.

Not to mention anything else, our ancestors are also long live ancestors, can long live not listen to the words of the ancestors, but listen to the words of Xiao Feng? Xiao Feng is not an ancestor!

Just when the princes set off one after another and entered Beijing by order, Miao Jiang's convoy finally returned to Miao Jiang.

At this time, the three giants of Miaojiang, the Great Toast, the High Priest, and the Great Xiao Qin, were all waiting for good news.

The mother clan of the Xiao family has a great influence in Miao Xinjiang, Xiao Qin, as the head of the White Lotus Sect, is the only male member of the Xiao family at present, and has a pivotal position in Miao Xinjiang.

Of course, Xiao Feng is too, but he has never been to Miao Jiang to visit relatives, and he is not even on the genealogy, only his father is recorded.

Beside the three giants of Miaojiang were the iron-roded lama Lobsang sent by Uszang, and the envoy Chenger sent by Altan Khan.

Xiao Qin was actually not particularly satisfied with these two messengers.

Because the iron rod lama is in charge of the precepts in Uszang, the iron rod in his hand represents the majesty and the precepts, and is the inspector of the lamas' practice.

They carried iron rods and staffs in their hands, and found that unruly monks could be corrected and punished, and if necessary, they could be used as a slap in the face.

Think about such a big iron rod, when the head stick is drunk, I am afraid that the monks who are drunk by the stick will not have a chance to be spiritually enlightened, but will be directly enlightened by physics.

Therefore, those who can become iron rod lamas are basically upright and a little bit of Hai Rui's temperament, and they are by no means good at judging the situation.

Uszang sent such an envoy, in fact, the attitude expressed was: We must listen to the truth, this messenger you cannot corrupt.

And Altan Khan's dispatch of Chenggar is even more intriguing.

Chenger is Altan Khan's personal guard, the henchman of the confidant, Xiao Qin is also very familiar with it, and it stands to reason that he is a good candidate for Xiao Qin.

But Xiao Qin knew that Chenger was a knife of Altan Khan, and the knife could not be the master.

Altan Khan sent a man who could not be the master as a messenger, which was itself perfunctory. The choice of this envoy is his statement on two sides at the same time.

The messenger sent was Altan Khan knocking on the Ming Dynasty: Don't think that the mutual market can be ignored, and there are still people who are worried about pulling me into the gang, you have to be kind to me.

Sending Chengger as a messenger is telling Xiao Qin: I

I think you don't have any fun, give you a face, but you have a point in your heart, and the Tatars don't want to mess with you for the time being.

Although he was not satisfied, Xiao Qin did not leak it at all on the surface, because he was performing the method of "dark line beading".

This is an old hoax whose origins are no longer reliable. The most famous case is the story of a wealthy businessman who saves his son.

The son of a wealthy merchant was kidnapped by the largest local gangster and asked for 100,000 taels of silver to ransom him. But the cottage didn't know that this rich businessman had failed in business and had no money.

The rich businessman knew that he was telling the gang the truth, and it would be useless. The cottage bamboo basket is empty, and in a fit of anger, you may directly tear up the ticket.

So the rich businessman started his own riot operation, and his bankruptcy has not been exposed for the time being, and even the gangs don't know about it, and others know even less.

The wealthy businessman went to the local magistrate's house to ask for his son's marriage, and wanted to marry the daughter of the magistrate. The magistrate is not very willing, after all, the official lady, married to a businessman's son, is a bit low.

But the wealthy businessman took out an equity book, which was stamped with the big seal of the Jiangnan Silk Chamber of Commerce, proving that his son was a shareholder of the Jiangnan Silk Chamber of Commerce and was about to open a large silk village in the local area.

At the same time, the wealthy businessman quietly told the magistrate that his son also had an identity and was the godson of the largest local bandit leader. If the son becomes the son-in-law of the county, the leader of the cottage will definitely give face in the future and will not rob the locals.

At that time, the local bandits were rampant, and it was difficult for the imperial court to exterminate them, so they could only acquiesce in their existence. Therefore, the magistrate is also worried all day long, worried about something happening in the jurisdiction.

The Jiangnan Silk Chamber of Commerce was a well-known chamber of commerce in the country at that time, and the shareholders in it were either rich or expensive, and being able to become a shareholder of the chamber of commerce showed that this kid was very promising.

So the magistrate was tempted, agreed, and exchanged Geng posts with the rich businessman, asking him to prepare for the formal proposal, and at the same time telling him that when the silk village opened, it would be the day of marriage.

This is also a kind of precaution, you can say whatever you want, but when a large silk village is opened, it is a real investment of money, and it can't be fake.

The wealthy merchant then went to Jiangnan and found the president of the Silk Chamber of Commerce, saying that he wanted to invest 100,000 taels of silver and open a large silk village in his hometown.

But the silver is still pressed in other businesses, and I hope that the Chamber of Commerce can first issue a batch of silk and open the silk village.

The president of the chamber of commerce naturally refused, saying that the shares and shipments were all money before goods. But the wealthy businessman said that the shares were actually bought for his son.

The son is not only the son-in-law of the county lord, but also the righteous son of the largest cottage head in the local area. He bought shares this time to open a large-scale silk village in his hometown county.

As he spoke, the wealthy businessman took out Miss Zhixian's Geng post to prove that what he said was true. The president of the Chamber of Commerce was moved.

Doing business, especially the silk business, needs to be taken care of the most in black and white. If there is the help of the local magistrate and the protection of the local cottage, the silk village will definitely be profitable.

So the president of the chamber of commerce made an exception and agreed to deliver the goods first. Of course, he also paid attention and signed a formal shareholding contract with the wealthy businessman, and at the same time agreed that if he failed to pay the money to buy the shares after half a year, the goods and the money from the sale would be recovered.

Silk can't be lost, the Chamber of Commerce will send someone to escort the goods over, and will also send guys to monitor the silk village, so even if you are deceived, there will not be much loss in fact.

The wealthy merchant took the shareholding book and the silk delivery note, as well as the Geng post of the magistrate's daughter, and through the middleman, met the boss of the gang and showed him these things.

My son is a shareholder of the Jiangnan Silk Chamber of Commerce, and he is the son-in-law of Chenglong, the local magistrate, and now that he has been arrested by you, I have nothing to say.

But the family's money was all on the silk business, and it was difficult to raise it for a while. May my son kowtow to recognize you as a father-in-law, and honor you well in the future!

The gang boss thought that he was only kidnapping the son of a wealthy businessman, so the lion opened his mouth, but he didn't expect this person to have such a background.

There is also a tacit understanding between the gangs and the imperial court, and if the matter is too big, it will attract a severe crackdown by the imperial court. The background of the Jiangnan Silk Chamber of Commerce is not small, not to mention the son-in-law of the county.

Such a dual identity, if you really want to kill, it will be very troublesome. What's more, gangsters are not a good business in the end, and I don't know when they can do it.

He doesn't have any money now, and he doesn't have any money to kill, so it's better to leave a way back for himself and make a good fate, maybe he can use it in the future.

So the gang boss opened the incense hall, cut off the head of the chicken, drank blood wine, and the son of the rich merchant bowed three times and knocked nine times, swearing that he would honor his godfather in the future, otherwise the sky would thunder.

The boss of the gang was very happy, opened the small vault, and gave his godson a lot of silver as a gift. The rich man rented a shop with this money, placed the silk sent by the Jiangnan Silk Village, and started to do business.

On the day the business opened, the wealthy businessman gave the magistrate a letter of appointment, and the son married the magistrate's daughter back. With the help of the magistrate and the gang boss, the business of the silk village was booming, and he soon earned enough money and paid the money for the chamber of commerce.

This is the dark line beads, the hand is empty, but the posture is full, pointing to the east and the west, using strength to achieve a great cause.

Xiao Qin is like that rich businessman, who originally had a lot of capital in his hands, but now he has been doing business with Xiao Feng for two years, and he has lost a lot of money, and he is left with an empty shelf.

Therefore, he had to take advantage of the time difference between others who didn't know that the White Lotus Sect's strength had been greatly reduced to complete this difficult operation.

The Miao Jiang convoy happened halfway through, and the capital didn't know. Yan Shifan broke his leg and was in a mess, he didn't have time to update him often, and even the results of the mission were still on the way.

Therefore, Xiao Qin, like others, waited with great anticipation for Ke Zifan's victorious return, even if he only completed two of the four conditions, he had the confidence to tell Uszang and Altan Khan.

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