Qixi tonight to see the blue sky, morning glory and weaver girl crossing the river bridge.

Every family begs to look at the autumn moon and wears tens of thousands of red silks.

It is the seventh day of July of another year, even if the war between Liaodong and Xuanfu is in full swing, the festive atmosphere of the capital is still very strong.

The eldest sister of Rongguo Mansion is one year older, and everyone at home deliberately avoided the matter of Jia Lian, who was interspersed in the grassland desert, today, and happily celebrated the birthday of the eldest sister.

Jia Cong has been squatting in front of the emperor these days, but unfortunately the news on the grassland is not easy to transmit, not to mention that Jia Lian went deep into the desert for thousands of miles, and he didn't send back any news for more than a month.

Wang Xifeng, who has always been the first to laugh, like a fairy concubine, crawled to his face with a sad face, and he has been a little delirious in dealing with the affairs of the house in the past few days, and he has made several mistakes.

"Sister Feng, don't worry, I asked when I saw Old Man Zhang today, and the old man said that it was a good thing that Cousin Lian didn't send back the news, he was following the old story of Huo Hussar in the Han Dynasty, and he didn't raid the Tatar royal court, and no news is good news. It is estimated that when the court received news of him, the Tatar court would be destroyed. ”

Daiyu deliberately took a half-day off today and returned to Rongguo Mansion from the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites in advance. When he helped Wang Xifeng arrange a banquet, he comforted him when he saw that he was restless.

Wang Xifeng reluctantly squeezed out a smile, put on a seven-color skirt for the eldest sister, and handed it to Yingchun on the side.

"I'm worried about what he's doing? When he was in Jinling, the people of Jiangnan were going to build a Wuqu Xing Temple for him. Where will the killing god in the eyes of the Japanese and the Wuqu star in the eyes of the people be folded in the hands of the Tartars? ”

It's a brisk thing to say, but there has been no news for more than a month, who can not worry?

Daiyu said: "That's right, that is, Cousin Lian will attack the title of eldest uncle in the future, otherwise after this battle, my family may have another champion." Isn't it, Champion Madame Hou......"

"You know how to make fun of people."

Wang Xifeng was finally amused by Daiyu, stretched out his hand to Daiyu's smooth forehead, and teased: "I haven't married yet, one by one from our family." As soon as the second sister and the ceremony pass in February of the following year, I will tell my uncle and start preparing for you, so that I will welcome you into the door the year after tomorrow. ”

As soon as he talked about the ceremony, Yingchun's face turned red instantly when he was playing with his eldest sister.

These days, she has actually taken over most of Liu Xianglian's family affairs, which Liu Xianglian went to the old lady to beg.

On the day Jia Cong returned to Beijing from Shanxi before, she followed Mrs. Xing and Wang Xifeng to the Zhongshun Mansion and took over the Liu family's property from Princess Cui.

Everyone thought that Liu Xianglian was a down-and-out prince and grandson, but they didn't expect that Liu's father actually entrusted the Liu family's property to the old thirteen couples early.

With the secret help of the old thirteen couples, the Liguo Mansion has no chance to annex Liu Xianglian's family business.

When Princess Cui handed over the account book to Yingchun, Wang Xifeng was shocked by the numbers in the account book.

Wang Xifeng finished teasing Daiyu and turned his goal to Yingchun.

She smiled and said: "Your second brother told me before that when you get married, you will marry two more shops and Zhuangzi, but I didn't expect that now it seems that my second brother and I are poor ghosts." ”

"If Sister Feng says that she is a poor ghost, then there are a few people in the capital who dare to say that she is rich."

Daiyu crossed her fingers and counted Wang Xifeng: "I heard my grandmother say that when Cousin Lian was in Jinling, he not only joined the Jiangnan Shipyard, but also ran a fleet to the sea with Wu Wangfu. The benefits of this sea trade are great, and hundreds of thousands of silver can be brought in once and again. Not to mention Sister Feng, you took out half of the dowry and invested it in Brother Cong'er's glass workshop. ”

Wang Xifeng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you sisters vote too?" ”

"I'm not as rich as Sister Feng, and one investment is 50,000 taels of silver."

The glass workshop that Daiyu said is the technology that Jia Cong and the Ministry of Industry want to make a breakthrough in now.

The process of making glass seems simple, but in fact it is much more difficult than gunpowder.

It's been more than a year, and so far only slightly variegated glass has been produced, and it has not been possible to make flat glass with a slightly larger area.

Wang Xifeng looked at the newly installed pale green glass on the window, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

According to Jia Cong's estimates, when the dividends are distributed at the end of the year, the 50,000 taels of silver she invested alone can bring no less than 10,000 taels of silver.

"A few of you are not bad, Brother Cong is biased towards your sisters, and this part of the glass workshop is your confidence in the future."

Jia Cong gave several sisters in the family a share of the glaze workshop, even Tanchun, who didn't have much money in hand, was considered to be the same as Yingchun. Each person had a share of 10,000 taels of silver, and he made up for the lack of money.

With this stable income, the girls in Rongguo Mansion will be the richest rich women in the entire Great Xia.

Giants? They are wealthy themselves!

"By the way, what about Brother Cong? Why did you disappear as soon as you finished lunch? ”

Hearing Wang Xifeng ask about Jia Cong, Daiyu raised his forehead and said: "He doesn't know what to think these days, but he suddenly became interested and became a gentleman, leading the general to the market every day, but he made the son-in-law in the capital miserable......"

……

Although the Qixi Festival is a festival for women to beg, it has also become a festival for teenagers.

There are large and small temple fairs and bazaars all over the capital, and there is a grand poetry meeting held by the Beijing Chamber of Commerce in Nanchifang City, and there is an Oiran Conference in the evening.

"I actually played the draft, and the businessmen of Daxia are really good at playing!"

Jia Cong glanced at the notice posted at the gate of Nanchifang City and pouted.

"Big cat, let's go!"

He patted the top of the big cat's brain, snapped the folding fan in his hand, and walked out of the steps that the six relatives did not recognize.

As soon as his left foot stepped into the door, there was a person not far in front of him who widened his eyes in fear, and then ┗|'O′|┛嗷~~

"Oh my God, that's here again!"

Rumble!

The brocade-clothed boys who were originally wandering around the market trembled all over, and many people instantly aimed at the nearest shop and rushed in.

However, the children playing in the market ran to both sides of the road one by one, their eyes shining with stars, staring at Jia Cong one by one...... General Huwei next to him.

The big cat is really big now, and General Huwei's parents paid tribute to the sage master from Liaodong during the Zhaowu period.

The adult big cat is more than eight feet long and weighs 400 catties...... I don't dare to stew this.

In the capital, the popularity of Jia Cong, the royal cat, is obviously inferior to this tattooed large gold gradient.

As soon as he entered Fang City, he didn't walk a few steps when a group of children immediately surrounded him. The big cat let the children pet the cat and happily ate the food that the children fed him.

Jia Cong glanced at the big cat's fat size, and the corners of his mouth twitched. This cat is wasted, since it tasted the sweetness of being fed by the child's cat, this cat has completely become a waste cat.

What about the majesty of being the king of beasts?

Jia Cong snatched his sugar gourd from a child, threw a silver bean to the crying child, and looked at the people peeking at him on both sides.

In the past few days, he has beaten a total of 18 children of ministers and more than 30 sons of wealthy families, and provoked nearly 100 impeachment letters, with various charges of arrogance and rudeness on his head.

Many people thought that Jia Cong was cooking oil for the fire of Rongguo Mansion and defiling himself, but in fact, he was pulled out by the sage master to be a tool man.

The older man is more and more like a child, and when he is unreasonable, no one can really stop the old man.

Zhen Baoyu's matter is like a thorn in the heart of the emperor, he feels that as he gradually disappears into the court, the officials in the court and the local government will not take him seriously.

Since he is not happy, then no one wants to be happy.

So, the old man took General Huwei out of Longshou Palace and threw it to Jia Cong to go outside to walk his cat every day.

In this way, the big cat with a king on its forehead has become the most beautiful scenery in the capital.

There are big cats, and the children in the capital are happy. But those princes, princesses, and nephews were not happy, because they became the punching bag of the old man.

Of course, in Jia Cong's opinion, the old man must have other thoughts. The dignified Emperor Zhaowu, how could he be so bored as to tease this group of gentlemen?

Smack!

may be because Jia Cong has been staring at the window on the second floor of a teahouse on the left when he was in a daze, and the teacup in the hand of a person hiding in the window accidentally fell down.

The sound of the teacup smashing was not loud, but it woke up Jia Cong in a daze.

I saw a frightened expression on the man's face, shaking his head constantly, and muttering something in his mouth.

Jia Cong smiled and beckoned to the man: "Ouch, Master Song, you are too naughty, I told you not to throw things......

Song Zizhao was about to hide back when he saw Jia Cong waving at him, and accidentally knocked down the teapots on several cases next to the railing.

Jia Cong immediately clapped his hands: "Why are you... You see I'm not done yet, and you're throwing the teapot away! This teapot is a precious porcelain, littering will pollute the environment, what if it hits a child? Even if you can't hit the children, it's not good to hit those flowers and plants. ”

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense......"

Since the last time he was beaten up by He Chong and Jia Cong in the restaurant because of his mouth, Song Zizhao, the nephew of Weiyuan, was angry and dissatisfied at first, and later saw his friend He Qinsi raiding his house and exiled, and he was already frightened.

Wei Yuanbo Mansion finally spent a lot of money to get a promise from the Zhongshun Mansion not to pursue it, and he had the heart to come out and continue to wave.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, I ran into Jia Cong again......

Jia Cong dragged the big cat out of the group of children, and one person and one cat went to the teahouse.

Song Zizhao's private room originally had a few fox friends and dog friends, who had already run away without a trace before Jia Cong went upstairs.

"It seems that Song Dagongzi still misses me as an old friend very much, and he didn't leave ......"

Song Zizhao really wants to leave, but does he have the guts?

Jia Cong was more like the master of the private room than Song Zizhao, and beckoned the servants of the Song family and instructed: "You...... Yes, it's you, go and have someone bring two more drinks and food. By the way, a few more portions of meat, Bemb's cat is not a vegetarian! ”

The man stole a glance at his trembling master, then at the tiger that was staring at him, and ran away.

"Master Song, what Uncle Ji told you a few days ago, can it be done?"

Song Zizhao was about to cry, a few days ago he was blocked by Jia Cong when he was learning foreign languages with a few beauties from Xiyi in the Qinglou, but he was not beaten, but Jia Cong threw him an almost impossible task.

"Uncle, what you said is really out of reach of the lower officials."

Jia Cong glanced at Song Zizhao: "Stupid, Ben Bo means to let you go and tell Wei Yuanbo." If you can't reach it, it doesn't mean that your uncle can't reach it. ”

Yes?

His eyes widened, and he shook his head violently.

"Uncle, my uncle really has nothing to do with those gangs in Jiangnan!"

"Really? Hehe! ”

Jia Cong sneered, and his fingers clicked on several cases.

He said solemnly: "Listen, Ben Bo let the Song family go last time, it doesn't mean that Ben Bo doesn't know about your family's collusion with He Baoshan and others in Jiangnan to disrupt justice. This time, you dare to plot to murder my teacher, and Ben will never spare any murderer, including accomplices. Song Zizhao, Ben Bo will only give you three days, and after three days, he will draw the sea trade routes you participated in and send them to Rongguo Mansion one by one. ”

This time Song Zizhao became quiet, he was the most favored nephew of Weiyuan Bo Song Ji, the only male heir of the Song family's generation, and he did know the relationship between his family and the gang of people in Jiangnan.

The Song family did participate in the smuggling of maritime trade in Jiangnan, and they made huge profits. But the road map of sea trade, he really doesn't know.

"Uncle, aren't you afraid that Uncle Xiaguan will tell others about this?"

Jia Cong raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You can try?" Or, do you think that if your uncle reveals this matter, will the Song family still be able to get out of the capital? ”

Song Zizhao shuddered, and he felt the extreme coldness from Jia Cong's tone.

At this time, he remembered one thing, Xu Jin and Xu Qingteng were assassinated a few days ago......

If someone on his side breaks the rules, how can the other party continue to follow them?

I'm afraid that anyone who has something to do with the gang of people in Jiangnan has been secretly stared at by the soldiers of Rongguo Mansion.

Song Zizhao took a deep breath, leaned over and said, "Xia Guan understands, so I'll go back and tell the uncle about it." Three days later, the chart will be delivered to the uncle. I also asked my uncle's subordinates to show mercy and give the Song family a chance to live. ”

After that, Song Zizhao was about to leave the private room.

Jia Cong raised his hand to stop: "Don't worry, since you have met, Song Gongzi might as well tell Ben Bo about the matter between your family and Jiangnan......

……

Song Zizhao's move is just a random arrangement of Jia Cong playing a shot with or without dates, and his goal is not just to get a chart.

The sea charts of the former dynasty that the imperial court dug out from the pile of old papers were too old, and the Yiren were hiding a hand, but the group of smuggling maritime merchants in the south of the Yangtze River had the most complete maritime trade roadmap in their hands, including the two major directions of the West and the East.

And according to the news found by the spies of the Dragon Guard, someone in Jiangnan has already been to the Americas and returned safely.

Jia Cong must get this line.

As for getting the chart, Jia Cong will immediately let Wang Chenghai's Jing Haiwei dispatch people to play the role of Haikou again, block the waterway, and intercept and kill the maritime merchants smuggling in the south of the Yangtze River.

Since you have broken the rules, then I will not follow the rules. If you hurt my teacher, then the master will directly cut off your financial route, see who dies first!

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That's all for tonight, continue tomorrow, good night!

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