The quiet night is flowing. As the industrial and commercial center of the dynasty www.biquge.info Suzhou lies on the side of Taihu Lake and canals like a sleeping beauty.

The singing and dancing on Taihu Lake gradually faded.

Han Jin got off the Chen family's boat and took a boat to his residence outside Suzhou. The moonlight is faint. The sound of low conversation was heard over the sound of oars.

"Zihuan, help win the top spot in the Oiran competition, are we sure? The kid surnamed Jia is very powerful. ”

"I don't know. But always try. Hi, although Ziyu has a high reputation in the Qinglou, he has always been very purposeful in doing things. Probably won't be involved. Uncle Liu wanted to wait a few years for the prince to compete for the throne before coming out to do things. But I want to try it now. Ziyu once said that when people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team. ”

"That's it. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, our Donglin Party praised and degraded figures in the south of the Yangtze River enough to influence the government. Zihuan, I support your idea. ”

A few short sentences of dialogue reveal a lot of information. and the judgment of the core figures of a party on the future situation and the general trend of the world.

Suzhou was the industrial and commercial center of the Zhou Dynasty and the center of the handicraft industry. However, Jinling is the political center of the entire south. At the end of April, there was an Oiran competition organized by the Nanjing Ministry of Rites to evaluate the beauties. It's an elegant event, isn't it? Some people want to add a little spice to it, add a little bit of their own.

Jia Huan met Han Jin by chance tonight, and he thought that he would not have any intersection with Han Jin in the future. However, in the near future, they will meet again in Jinling.

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Jinling, Zhen's family.

It's late at night. A light lit up somewhere in the back house. Gradually, voices spoke.

The boisterous front yard was full of wine, but it seemed to be a little less loud than usual. Zhen Li received a notice from a small servant, confessed, and went to the study in the backyard to meet his father who had returned from the banquet.

Zhen Yingjia tiredly sat on the seat, "Li'er, how are things going?" ”

"That's it. The Chen family has agreed to build momentum for the Zhen family at the Oiran competition. The condition is that we support the famous prostitute Zinan who they support to sit in the first place of the Oiran. But in the end, it was Mr. Wangxi who commented, and I am afraid it would be difficult. ”

Zhen Yingjia waved his hand, "The Holy Lord let King Wu be in charge of the compilation of Emperor Zhou Yinghua in the capital. But the president must have everyone who can hold the position. Grandmaster Fang will soon go to Beijing to preside over the revision of this book. ”

Zhen Li said: "Then we can run this matter by ourselves, why do we have to rely on the power of the Chen family." ”

The Zhen family has been in Jiangnan Manufacturing for decades, why did there be a deficit in the accounts, as high as millions of taels. The reason is that the Zhen family took over four times, and the silver was spent like flowing water. How can such a big deficit be made up for in a year or two? The news that the Son of Heaven wants to investigate the deficits and arrears in various places came out a year ago.

His father's plan was to spread the true cause of the Zhen family's deficit when the scholars gathered at the Oiran Contest at the end of April, and when Jiangnan paid attention.

Zhen Yingjia, a man in his fifties, sat in a chair, his face was tired, and he looked weak. But at this moment, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Are you the Jinyi guards of this dynasty eating dry rice?" ”

His Zhen family is doing the work of royal secret talks. Since the accession of the Son of Heaven to the throne, the Jinyi Guard of this dynasty has risen sharply and is very active. Spying on secrets, everywhere. He sent his son to negotiate verbally with the Chen family, and once something happened, he would never admit it.

And if he publicized the reason for his deficit and reported it to the Jinyi Guard, he would have ten heads that would not be enough for the emperor to cut off.

At the end of April, an Oiran contest brought together famous prostitutes and many famous scholars in the south of the Yangtze River. The silver is spent like flowing water. Half a month and a day's work, at least 300,000 silver is flowing, and there are a lot of business opportunities here.

The Chen family is profitable, and the Zhen family is named.

Zhen Li's expression fell, and he felt a little swishing. The brocade guards of this dynasty are indeed very powerful. From the beginning, the Zhen family never thought about how to buy off high-ranking officials and eunuchs to fool the emperor, but just honestly tried to solve the deficit, which was the crux of the problem.

Zhen Li said with difficulty, "Then..., father, can this be useful?" ”

Looking at his son's gaze, Zhen Yingjia nodded slowly, "The emperor can't be shameless." ”

The shameless emperors are basically the last emperors of the dynasty. The more wise and martial the emperor, the more face-saving he becomes. Why did today's son revise the book and revise "Huang Zhou Yinghua"? In addition to propagating the rule of culture, some historical materials also need to be changed. The scandal of killing his brother and killing his brother and forcing the emperor to abdicate must be covered up.

The Zhen family is in deficit for the royal affairs, although it is the emperor who takes over, but they are all for the royal family. If this matter is disposed of today, there is such a precedent, who will dare to work hard for the enjoyment and affairs of the royal family in the future?

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No one will always be at the center of history. The lights won't stay focused on him either. The emperor will be overpowered. There are talents from all generations. Jia Huan is no exception. On the morning of April 9, the twelfth year of Yongzhi, he also entertained Lin Qianwei, a famous prostitute who came to visit him, in the small courtyard rented by Wuzhong Inn.

At this time, above the temple, under the strong promotion of Emperor Yongzhi, the imperial court was already checking the deficit. When the eyes of the princes of the temple were focused on Jiangnan, it was like a beam of strong light shining on the Zhen family, and the Internal Affairs Office was stationed on the body of Zhen Yingjia in Jiangnan Weaving Langzhong, and many subtle and long-standing problems were like being watched under a magnifying glass, full of loopholes.

The Zhen family is struggling. No one is going to sit still. The Chen family's eldest son, Chen Zizhen, was sent to Suzhou to invite the good hand of agitating public opinion, and Han Jin, a cadre of the Donglin Party, went to Jinling to manipulate the public opinion of the Jiangnan Oiran competition at the end of April.

On the eve of such a restlessness, which seems to be a grand event, but is actually full of various interest calculations, when countless characters are ready to take the stage on the stage in Jinling, Jia Huan is still in Suzhou, a famous city in Wuzhong, far away from Jinling, chatting with beauties and drinking morning tea in the bright rain in the morning. The content has nothing to do with Jiangnan Fengyun. Just talking about small things in his life. With a bit of laid-back and indifference.

Perhaps, this is the Jiangnan in Jia Huan's heart, the life he wants.

"The matter of the prisoner is by no means so simple to solve. I proposed a way to retake the exam, but what about after that? There will still be a lot of questions. There are two or three thousand prison students, there is no way out, and the imperial court continues to recruit prison students every year, and something will definitely happen. To solve this problem, the imperial court must either reduce the number of prisoners recruited year by year. In one or twenty years, the Guozijian was abolished. Or, in a different way, if you want to solve it, you have to solve the problem of employment of inmates. Scholars, I don't want to do a job that has nothing to do with the word 'official'. It's a matter of status. ”

"What does Mr. Jia mean?"

Lin Qianwei smiled and added tea to Jia Huan, looking at Jia Huan's eyes with bright eyes. does not hide the closeness and appreciation in her heart.

Jia Huan's heart skipped a beat. Lin Qianwei is a beauty, there is no doubt about it. Bright eyes and cool teeth. The skin is not pure fair, but has a healthy color, white and red. Tall and slender. At the age of eighteen, he has a straightforward personality and a noble and elegant temperament.

If he was a few years older, or a few years younger in his mental age, he would definitely say a few witty things and laugh with her. But forget it now. He is only eleven or twelve years old, and his height is much shorter than this big beauty, and he teases her, the picture is very awkward.

If he is a few years younger in his heart, such a big beauty will say that he loves him in person, but the undisguised goodwill in his bright eyes is undoubted. If you're young, you're young, so I'm shameless and what's wrong with you? However, men who have passed the age of thirty are calmer. It's hard to do something that doesn't care about this hormones.

Jia Huan took a sip of tea. The tea is the best Biluochun he brought from Jinling, "I was in Jinling before the Qingming Festival, and I ran away in the bookstore because of the printing of books." There is a lack of enough eight-strand cultural and educational supplementary books in the market. If Guozijian can take the lead and let the inmates set up a bookstore that publishes teaching aids, they can digest part of the employment problem. ”

"Teaching aids?" Lin Qianwei asked curiously, blinking her beautiful eyes. There is a little hearty charm floating in the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jia Huan nodded and smiled, "Not bad." The relationship between Guozijian and the Ministry of Rites has always been good. The examination papers of the past years are in the Ministry of Rites, as long as you go in and copy some excellent papers and compile them into a collection, it is not a problem to sell them. Of course, only part of the problem can be solved. Prisoners should still be officials. ”

Lin Qianwei smiled refreshingly: "It's also great to be able to solve the part." At least it can solve the dilemma of Liu's predecessors. If there had been such a bookstore to make a living, he would not have committed suicide at that time. ”

Jia Huan gave her an infected smile.

In fact, how can a scholar not be able to make a living? Knowledge is power. The key is that many scholars only regard being an official as their first choice, or even a lifelong choice. That's going to be hard.

At the beginning, in order to realize the cultural population needed for industrialization, the Celestial Empire vigorously opened night schools and got rid of illiteracy. How hard it was.

Teaching aids are just the first step. Going forward, why can't the inmates' fields of study be turned to other areas: carpentry, iron smelting, water control, medicine, and so on?

The vast world has a lot to do!

Jia Huan and Lin Qianwei were chatting, Zijuan came in from the side door, glanced at Lin Meiren who was beautiful and unprovoked in a white shirt, and felt disdainful in her heart, this is the third day that this famous prostitute in Jiangnan has come to visit the third master. Kitsune. The girl lost her temper several times.

"Third master, Qian Huai is back. has brought back the letter of the Zhen family's lady. ”

Jia Huan let out an "oh", and didn't show too much surprise, after all, Xiangling's mother lived in her parents' house. It's still relatively easy to inquire. "I see. After the notice, we set off for Jinling in the evening. ”

I had a good chat with Lin Qianwei. But living in an inn, there are always some unsatisfactory places, so it is better to go back to the capital early. In the past two days, Daiyu's mood has been a little wrong. Maybe it's still because of Suzhou.

"Mr. Jia is going back to Jinling?" Lin Qianwei asked regretfully and said, "I have some things to deal with when I go back to Jinling." Is it okay to follow Mr. Jia? ”

Jia Huan was slightly stunned, this girl is straightforward enough, Wan Er smiled, "Welcome." (To be continued.) )