"This is the capital?"

In the exquisite and spacious carriage, Lin Qianwei looked at the bustling wharves and streets of Tongzhou through the curtain and sighed. This was her first time in the capital. Like all newcomers to the capital, they admired the prosperity of the capital. Not inferior to the giant city in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the carriage, Qing'er and Yun Yao, the two maids, were also shocked, sighed, turned their heads to look at Jia Huan, their earrings swayed, and the two beautiful girls said: "Third master, girl, this..." Basically, you think that your hometown is the best place.

Jia Huan smiled and stroked the green silk behind Lin Qianwei's head, hugged her waist, and said, "Qing'er, Yun Yao, don't be surprised. We have a lot of time to slowly get to know this city, the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. ”

In the early morning of October 22, Jia Huan entered the city from Fucheng Gate in the brilliant morning glow on the horizon and arrived at Jiafu on Ningrong Street at 4 o'clock.

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The news of Jia Huan's return to his home spread quickly. As usual, Jia Huan went to see Mother Jia, Mrs. Wang, Aunt Zhao and others first. Jia Lian, Jia Rong, Jia Qiang and others came to see him. He's constantly receiving all kinds of news.

When Jia Zheng comes back in the evening, Jia Huan will come over to meet Jia Zheng again. At this point, all the rituals are finished. Don't look at Jia Zheng complaining in front of Jia Lian that Jia Huan married a famous prostitute, which is insulting. However, in front of Jia Huan, he did not criticize Jia Huan, but chatted with Jia Huan about Wang Ziteng's knighthood for his military exploits, and asked Jia Huan to go back.

Coming out of the East Cross Courtyard, the lights in Jiafu were lit. Night shrouded in Jiafu. A cold wind swept through the treetops. Xiangling and Ruyi each carried a lantern and walked beside Jia Huan. Looking at the stone road, Jia Huan sighed: "If there were electric lights, there would be no lanterns." ”

Xiangling and Ruyi both sneered. Xiangling, who was gentle and quiet, said softly: "Third master, why did you go to Jiangnan and sigh a lot." ”

Jia Huan smiled mildly and said, "That's because it's better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books." If I could, I would have wanted to write a book now, and I would have done it as a crisis. This time he took Weiwei on a trip to Jiangnan, and he saw the real situation of all levels of society. It's not optimistic. All kinds of social contradictions are becoming more and more acute.

This is an inevitability of population growth and economic development. This is a process that all dynasties have to go through. But if the ruling class of the Zhou dynasty turned a blind eye to this. Then, the result will be unveiled: princes and generals, rather have a kind?

Xiangling blinked, she didn't understand.

Jia Huan smiled and didn't say much, remembering the small talk with Wang Heting and Ma Juntai, the leaders of Huizhou merchants, when he was in Yangzhou. He hopes that Huizhou businessmen can increase their investment in "manufacturing" and drive change in the textile industry.

In the current social situation, pure finance cannot do industrial capital. In his time and space, the Jin Shang ticket number, with its history of blood and tears, revealed this. At this stage of the first industrial revolution, the power of industry was very strong. Otherwise, Britain would not have become an empire on which the sun never sets as an island nation.

Enter the Grand View Garden from the corner gate behind the East Crossing Courtyard, and then go straight east through Ziling Island, go north, and go straight to the North Park.

Back at home, Jia Huan put away some thoughts in his heart and talked with Sister Bao in the room.

When I came back in the morning, I had seen all my wives and concubines. At this time, it is the time for the two to be alone. In the sound of small talk, the winter night is becoming quieter and quieter, and everything outside the window is silent.

At this moment, the light of the candle jumped. Baochai got up and cut the lights, and her bright face was like a peony flower with a national color and fragrance in the candlelight. A pair of apricot eyes were as clear as water, looking at the table, Jia Huan, who was chatting with her while writing a letter with a pen, smiled.

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The next morning, Jia Huan went to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to see Daiyu. Daiyu was talking with Xiangyun in the courtyard.

Xiangyun avoided it with a smile. She's a very smart girl. Although she has never haunted her children's private affairs, there are some things that girls who are engaged to understand. Looking at the posture, Brother Huan and Sister Lin are interested in each other.

Meeting with Daiyu is another story. Jia Huan told the details of worshipping Lin Ruhai and his wife in Suzhou, and said: "Sister, next year, I will take you back to Suzhou." ”

Standing and talking by the window in the house, Daiyu was dressed in an embroidered pink skirt, with a graceful posture, pursed her lips and chuckled: "Brother Huan, where will you go next year during Qingming?" You forget, next year is the third year. The second sister and the fourth sister are getting married. ”

Jia Huan rubbed his eyebrows, snorted, and said, "Ha, sister, I forgot about this." "In the fourteenth year of Yongzhi, Jia Yu and Jia Jing died successively. Welcoming the spring and cherishing the spring are kept filial piety for three years according to the system, and marriage is not allowed. And it will expire next year.

Daiyu smiled "poof", held a fan, covered her mouth, glanced at Bai Jiahuan coquettishly, charming and unprovoked, and said: "Xu is someone who is too beautiful, so that you linger in Jiangnan for months without returning, and forget all these things." “

Jia Huan sneered. Sister Lin doesn't like Weiwei. Gently held Daiyu's little hand and said softly: "Feng'er, there are some things that I won't forget." ”

He has been working hard to ask the Son of Heaven for marriage, how can he forget? The issuance of silver coins is the first move.

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Jia Huan replied to Pang Ze last night, asking a few of them to go to Yunxuan on the 24th.

After leaving the east of the city, the official road is full of holes, and it is very difficult to walk. The Ministry of Works also does not repair it. Jia Huan thought to himself and went to Yunxuan.

He came out of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion yesterday and unconsciously walked down the slope of the Damoan. After thinking about it, I still went up and visited Qin Keqing. Then, after chatting casually, I chatted with Keqing until noon. Time flies too fast.

As a well-known high-end club in Beijing, there are a total of 12 small courtyards. Basically, supply exceeds demand. Advance reservations are required. However, Jia Huan has no problem with taking a small courtyard to entertain guests temporarily.

In a second-floor water pavilion near the lake. Jia Huan and Pang Ze drank relatively lightly. No silk bamboo is pleasant.

Pang Ze, dressed in a scholar's dark blue shirt, told him all his thoughts, and said, "Ziyu, I'm afraid your uncle and you are not of the same heart. You'll have to figure out how to tie him to your boat in advance. In addition, on the side of King Chu, can you push it now? ”

Jia Huan raised his glass and toasted a glass of wine with Pang Ze, and said with a smile: "Shiyuan, I only heard of forcibly kicking people off the boat, but I didn't hear about forcibly tying them up on the boat!" We can't all take advantage of all the political interests! Let him be. The King of Chu is not in a hurry, just wait. ”

Now the advantage of the king of Chu is not so great that he will win the king of Jin, and there will be no internal division. If he wants to kill the Chu Wang Party, it will take a lot of effort. can wait a little longer, and when the advantage of the King of Chu is obvious and he begins to think about dividing the spoils, it is his best chance to overthrow the mountain of the King of Chu. The political game of the Zhou Dynasty does not mean that everyone raises their hands to vote, and the minority obeys the majority. Rather, the Son of Heaven can make a decision with one thought and one word. The Son of Yongzhi is still relatively strong.

As for whether Wang Ziteng will be a demon. Now Jia Zheng is a political envoy and is not afraid of this. You can draw a line with the Wang family at any time.

Pang Ze nodded and said, "Then we'll wait." ”

Jia Huan smiled, and did not talk to his friends about the autumn and spring seasons. I'm afraid of irritating him. Changing the topic, "Shiyuan, on the Holy Birthday Festival in November, I'm afraid there will be a good show in the palace!" ”

Shengshou Day is the emperor's birthday. The birthday of the Son of Yongzhi is in November. Obviously, the King of Jin and the King of Chu want to brush up points, which is a good opportunity to perform.

And he also wants to score points!