With the trial implementation of the sea strategy in the sixth year of the Great Xia of Yuan You, the number of Xiyi who traveled to and from Great Xia soon reached an extremely exaggerated number.

As the political, economic, and cultural center of Great Xia, there are as many as 7,899 people in Xiyi who have registered for temporary residence permits in Shuntian Mansion alone.

This is not counting the vassal states of the Celestial Empire, and there are at least more than 50,000 foreigners living in the capital.

After Cao Jiugong listened to Jia Cong's advice to him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching twice.

"Yongfengbo's suggestion is very good, don't suggest it next time."

Are you kidding?

According to the current system of Great Xia, their tax rate is three times that of the people of Great Xia, and the annual tax payment to Shuntian Mansion is at least one million taels.

This is not counting the customs duties they paid when they went back and forth to Great Xia, which was tens of millions of taels of silver. The household department is still waiting for this group of Xiyi to send silver to the silver treasury, if he catches Xiyi and cuts it down, Lin Ruhai will not pick his skin.

Jia Cong was quite resentful, and said resentfully: "Isn't my idea bad? Quickly cut through the mess, seeing that it is about to be spring, Cao Dudu will not be punished if something happens. ”

"But if I catch and cut down those Xiyi, and the household can't receive the silver, your father-in-law will pick up a knife and cut me."

Cao Jiugong was a little helpless, the imperial court now spends too much money, with the increasing number of reductions and exemptions in the past two years, the source of finance and taxation is gradually biased towards maritime trade and commercial taxes.

He rubbed his forehead: "Okay, don't worry about this matter Yongfengbo, I'll let someone investigate." ”

Zhang Zhengju hugged his fists and said: "Governor Cao, Dali Temple hopes to work with the Dragon Guards to investigate the case, and I also ask the Governor for permission." ”

Cao Jiugong nodded and replied: "That's fine, there are too many people involved in this case, and the Dragon Guards alone can't find out at all." Zhang Shaoqing, let's do this, Dali Temple is in the light, our dragon guards are in the dark, sing a big drama to explore the way......"

The plan is also simple, put the case directly on the surface, and the people of Dali Temple will go around to investigate it with great fanfare.

Including the suspicious businessmen of Xiyi and Southern Xinjiang, the people of Dali Temple all visited and inquired one by one, and looked at the reaction of this group of people.

Of course, what should be guarded against has to be guarded, Cao Jiugong transferred people from all over the country with a wave of his hand, intending to spread the spies of the Dragon Guards all over the capital.

As long as the noise in Dali Temple is big enough, there will always be people who can't sit still. Then the dragon guards hiding in the shadows can make a move, and those who can't sit still will naturally lead the way for the dragon guards, and then it's good to follow the vine and touch the melon.

None of this required Jia Cong to do anything, but when he was leaving, Jia Cong asked Cao Jiugong to do him a small favor.

When it was time to close the net, the Dragon Guards must be a little "merciful" and leave those who are proficient in craftsman skills among those involved in the case, he will be of great use.

The Great Xia Royal Armament Academy is about to be officially opened after the New Year, and the Royal Academy of Sciences, which he has been planning for a long time, has not yet been settled.

Shiyi's long skills to control the country, take its essence to remove its dross, and when the time comes, a combination of Chinese and Western technology will explode, and I don't believe that I can't do those red-haired, yellow-haired, and green-haired people who have not been civilized for a long time......

……

In the twilight of the year, the king of the stove, the melon ingots are all wheat sugar.

Why do you need more sticky mouths, buy a prenatal child to taste.

Jia Cong stuffed a newly made maltose into Xichun's hand, and led the excited little girl to walk slowly on the street.

Today's sacrificial stove, the atmosphere of the New Year in the capital is more sufficient. Shuntianfu has not even collected the entrance fee to the city these days, and Zhengyang Street is crowded with small traders who take advantage of the good days of the New Year to make money.

Jia Cong and Xichun escorted Daiyu into the palace for an audience, and the brother and sister were hanging out and playing at the New Year's fair on Zhengyang Street.

Children, even if there is no shortage of anything in the house, Xichun is still dazzled by the dazzling array of small commodities and toys in front of him.

Jia Cong didn't restrain her, except for the food that looked unclean, as long as Xichun took a fancy to it, she would buy several copies, who called her more sisters and sisters in the family.

"Third brother, there are monsters!"

Xichun suddenly hid in Jia Cong's arms, pointing to a stall not far in front of him.

Jia Cong looked in the direction of her finger and grinned.

He rubbed Xichun's little brain melon and said with a smile: "That's not a monster, that's a Westerner." It's the same as us, but the color of the hair and eyes is different. Let's go, my brother will take you to see this 'monster'. ”

Before the brothers could reach the stall, Jia Cong's face became gloomy.

Because there was a burst of chanting in his ears:

"In heaven we wait for the Father, and we wait for your name to be holy; Erguo Linge; Your will is carried out on the earth, as in the heavens.

I wait for you, today with me, my daily bread; forgive me my debts, and if I forgive them from my debts; and I will not be tempted, but will save me from evil. Amen. ”

"Jesus, Mary, Joseph, my heart, my spirit, my life, etc

Jesus, Mary, Joseph, helped me in my deathbed.

Jesus, Mary, Joseph, and I may have the grace of death in you. ”

……

Every time a scripture is recited, these blonde and blue-eyed yellow-haired missionaries will give eggs, rice, and other items to the people who follow them to recite the scriptures.

At this time, there were no less than 100 people crowded in front of the stall, and more people hurried to join the team of chanting and receiving eggs and rice grains.

Jia Cong's face became more and more difficult to look at as the number of people gathered in front of the stall increased.

He stopped, called out to the soldiers to whisper a few words to him, and the soldiers retreated with their fists in their fists, and then took Xichun's hand and continued to move forward.

In fact, Jia Cong really wanted his own soldiers to directly open the stalls of these missionaries and throw them into the Shuntianfu prison.

But these people who receive eggs and rice grains cannot understand the dangers of foreign religions, they only know that they can receive ten eggs and ten catties of white rice by chanting scriptures with this group of foreign monks.

Whoever harms them can't get eggs and rice, that is their enemy, even if it is the royal cat Jia Cong.

Jia Cong took Xichun's hand and walked forward slowly, and the crowd automatically gave way to a road.

He originally planned to take his sister to the palace for dinner on the street, so he naturally came out wearing an official uniform.

The people in Beijing are still very familiar with this royal cat, and when they saw the fat orange cat ornament on his purple robe, they immediately stepped aside.

The bold ones will also greet Jia Cong, and Jia Cong will respond.

The people were happy to deal with this strange nobleman, but the missionaries were different.

As soon as he saw Jia Cong stepping forward with his own soldiers, he subconsciously wanted to run away.

Because Western missionaries have not yet been allowed to preach in Bactria this time, they entered Beijing in the name of merchants, and they could not even build churches, so they could only rent shops to preach secretly.

A few days ago, at the temple fair, I saw the monks of Daxiangguo Temple giving rice and grain to poor people, and I came up with such a trick in a flash, and I used it to preach.

"My lord, we don't have a missionary ......"

The soldiers of Rongguofu were basically men who fought on the battlefield, and as soon as they stood in front of the stall with their hands on the hilt of their knives, these missionaries panicked.

One of the slightly younger yellow hairs subconsciously opened his mouth, and Jia Cong smiled: "Benbo said that you are proselytizing?" Since you are not preaching, what are you doing? ”

"This lord, we are new here, and we just want to give some small gifts to the people of the capital and attract guests for our shop."

The elderly missionary in the middle saluted Jia Cong, wearing a Catholic priest's uniform, and performing a nondescript salute, Jia Cong sneered in his heart: Give a gift, then I will watch you give it!

He asked his soldiers to find two chairs from the shop facing the street and place them directly on the inside of the stall.

Then the brazier was raised at their feet, and the brother and sister watched the excitement while baking the fire.

"A few of you continue to give gifts, and Benber has already asked people to help you get guests. Don't worry that no one comes, Benbo's appeal is still quite strong, and there are 18,000 people. ”

The faces of these missionaries are black, 18,000 people, how many eggs and white rice do you have to send out?

Send it, it's all white flowers.

If you don't send it, the personal soldiers of Rongguo Mansion are behind them.

Seeing these yellow hairs, they were stunned, and they didn't move for a long time, and the people who were watching the excitement around the stalls were not happy.

They heard that there were fools on Zhengyang Street who sent eggs and rice grains, and they came to queue up for a long time, why didn't they send it?

"Still not delivered? Didn't you say that if you follow the chanting, you will send eggs and rice? ”

"It's not chanting, it's not chanting......"

The older missionary hurriedly interrupted the man's shouting, secretly glanced at Jia Cong, who was feeding Xichun baked potatoes, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and gestured to the two people beside him with his eyes.

He stopped reading the scriptures and began to count the eggs and rice, and handed them to the people in the queue with a heartache.

In just a quarter of an hour, Zhengyang Street began to jam carriages.

Jia Cong's appeal is so great, 18,000 people are nothing.

The line in front of the stall quickly turned into a long three-line line, the kind that could not be seen at a glance.

And these people are not only ordinary people with good family backgrounds, the beggars in the capital learned from Jia Cong's personal soldiers that someone was scattering rice and grain on Zhengyang Street, and they all came one by one.

Eighteen thousand? If it weren't for the fact that the pro-soldiers only had one mouth, they would have been able to call 180,000 people.

The missionaries watched more and more people waiting to receive eggs and rice, and the cold sweat on their foreheads could not be wiped off.

When the eggs and rice grains that had been prepared were delivered, the elderly missionary said to Jia Cong nervously: "My lord, the things have been delivered, and we plan to collect ......."

Before he finished his words, Jia Cong looked at him with a smile on his hands: "Want to close the stall and leave?" How's that going to work? Ben Bo called everyone here, you will go, isn't this a slap in the face? ”

The missionary was anxious: "But have we finished preparing all the gifts?" ”

"It's okay, Benbo has already asked people to go to your 'store' to get it, and if there is not enough rice and eggs, then take the silver to exchange? Today, if you don't give it, you have to give it, otherwise you will be deceiving Benbo. Do you know how the last person who slapped Ben in the face is doing now? ”

The smile on Jia Cong's face slowly disappeared and became indifferent.

"There was once a son of the prince who wanted to slap me in the face, and I sank the whole family into the river, and by the way, I sent ten artillery pieces to see them off. Do you want Benbo to customize a one-stop funeral service for you? Free, do you want it? ”

He lifted the corner of the red coat, revealing the jade handle of the Yanling knife on his waist, and said coldly: "Continue to send it to me, if you make Ben Bo unhappy today, then don't blame Ben Bo for being mad!" ”

The three yellow-haired missionaries were so frightened that they took a step back and looked at the people watching in horror.

Although they have not been in the capital for a long time, they have also heard from the people of Great Xia that they cannot offend the most people in the capital.

"Jingjie Tiger" is loyal to Liu Ke, the son of the saint, Jia Yu, the Marquis of Rongguo, and the son of the emperor, Yongfeng Bo, and Jia Cong, the royal cat......

offended the ordinary noble officials of Great Xia, and the imperial court would take care of it.

If you offend these three, the emperor of Great Xia will help dig a pit and bury them.

The soldiers of Rongguo Mansion, who went to Dongshi with the golden order, directly transferred two teams of forbidden troops to patrol the city and blocked the small courtyard of the shop rented by the missionaries, and the slaves of the missionaries did not know what was happening, and watched the fierce forbidden army sweep away all the gold and silver in the shop, and took it to the store next door to buy rice and eggs.

Truckloads of rice grains and eggs were delivered to Zhengyang Street, and people from the Five Cities Terracotta Division also came to help. Jia Shiyi followed Jia Cong's instructions and directly closed half of the street for queuing.

The number of people waiting to receive eggs and rice grain has exceeded 10,000, and the carriage transporting rice grain and eggs has not stopped for a moment.

The missionaries had received the news from the slaves that the gold and silver in the shop had been replaced with rice and eggs, but they had no choice but to obey the orders of the "devil" sitting behind them, mechanically fill the rice and eggs, and hand them over to the people in line.

Fortunately, there are still many silver tickets hidden in the shadows, and their missionary work will not be ruined because there is no silver to support them......

The warm sun climbed to the center of the sky, Jia Cong suddenly got up, smiled and said to the captain of the forbidden army who came to help: "This place will be handed over to you, you must watch them finish the 'gift'." ”

"Uncle, rest assured, the last general will definitely watch them finish with his own eyes, and he will not miss someone's kindness."

Before leaving, Jia Cong waved his hand to the people who received the rice grain, and everyone shouted for the uncle to go slowly, and congratulated the uncle Yunyun.

When he arrived at the palace gate, Jia Shiyi handed a stack of silver tickets to Jia Cong: "Third master, this is what the forbidden army found in those Huang Maoyi's shops, in addition to buying rice and grain and giving tea money to the brothers of the forbidden army to drink tea, there are also 20,000 taels." ”

"Oh, the missionary is indeed the richest in the West!"

Jia Cong waved his hand: "Take it and donate it to the almshouse, these silver are all bloody, so let's use it for good deeds." ”

These missionaries are kind and bright on the surface, but in fact, phew! It's dirty to say more!

They burned even their own people, not to mention the people of the colonies. It is estimated that the money they brought to prepare for the mission in Bactria was all carried with the blood and tears of the indigenous people in the colony.

Jia Cong took Xichun's little hand, and the attendants who came to greet him took the boxes in the hands of his own soldiers and walked into the palace.

The hustle and bustle outside the palace seemed to be separated by the palace wall, and the solemn and quiet palace slowly calmed Jia Cong's heart.

"Father-in-law Xiao Xia, can Your Majesty be in the Qinzheng Palace?"

Xiao Xiazi replied respectfully: "Back to the uncle's words, the emperor will be discussing with the cabinet princes in the Qinzheng Palace, the emperor instructed the slaves and maids, the uncle can go to the East Palace first when he enters the palace, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is waiting for you." ”

Jia Cong shook his head: "Where are all the ministers of the cabinet?" It just so happened that I came across an interesting matter, and I was about to talk about it with Your Majesty and the elders. ”

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That's it for today, continue tomorrow, good night!

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