The news of the death of Lin Ruhai, the imperial historian of Yangzhou Patrol Salt, spread throughout Yangzhou City in a very short period of time, and then to the Jiangnan region. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Ruhai's testament and official documents were also sent by his chief staff He Shiye through the official document system of the imperial court.

Jia Huan got the news on the morning of the fifth day of the ninth lunar month, and sent the old servant Zhang San to send a letter to the mountain chief, and told the housekeeper Liu in Jia's mansion about the situation. took Qingwen, Ruyi, Qian Huai, and Hu Xiaosi to Yangzhou by boat outside Jinling City to mourn.

On the Yangtze River, ships come and go. Jinling is the cargo consolidation center on the Yangtze River. Jia Huan passed Jinling in the boat, raised the sails and accelerated.

Jia Huan was in the bow of the boat, looking at the white river. Autumn wind, autumn mood, autumn people. Sigh softly: Birth, old age, sickness and death, who can avoid it? He was mentally prepared for Lin Ruhai's death, but when he heard the news of his death, he still felt a little emotional.

He and Lin Ruhai had only met twice, and they were deeply impressed by this uncle who was born in Sanding Jiatanhua. A very wise man. It's a pity that the day is not a holiday.

Jia Huan couldn't help but think at this time, if Lin Ruhai died five or six years late, would there be twists and turns in the love between Bao and Dai in the original book of the Red Mansion?

Lin Ruhai and Jia Zheng's personal relationship is very good! There is also the position of Lin Ruhai Patrol Salt Imperial History.

When Jia Huan sighed, Qingwen came over with a beautiful blue cloak, her big eyes were red, and she said softly: "Third master, Miss Lin is so pitiful." The delicate and beautiful girl was also very sad at this time. She didn't even know who her parents were.

"yes." Jia Huan sighed: When Qianhong cries, Wanyan is sad. Gently held Qingwen in his arms, looking at the mighty river flowing to the east. It's like the trajectory of fate.

However, he is now Daiyu's guardian and will definitely change the fate of this beautiful woman. Man will conquer the sky!

Qingwen was a little shy, but she still snuggled softly on Jia Huan's firm, warm chest. Feel his heartbeat, his strength, his will.

The river breeze blows the sails and the hunt sounds. The boat travels like an arrow.

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Lin Ruhai's mourning hall is located in the back hall of the procuratorate. First, the affairs should be handled by Jia Lian and Master He. Daiyu is in the mourning hall, guarding the spirit as a concubine.

Jia Huan arrived on the afternoon of the seventh day of the ninth lunar month, and after worshipping, he rested in a clean side hall on the left. Qingwen and Ruyi had already arrived at the back to meet Zijuan and Raider. Qian Huai and Hu Xiaosi stayed by his side to listen.

A moment later, Jia Lian, who was waiting for guests outside, hurried in. sighed in surprise: "Brother Huan, you can be regarded as here." I've been exhausted for the past two days. Alas..."

I haven't seen him for a while, Jia Lian is still the handsome son-in-law, twenty-four or five years old, wearing a beautiful blue gown with filial piety around his waist. There was some tiredness on his face. It's been hard to think about these days.

Jia Huan nodded and said calmly: "I came when I got the letter." Second Brother Lian, what's the difficulty now? ”

Jia Lian has been running errands in Jiafu all the year round, and has experienced Jia Zhen's funeral, so it is enough to deal with Lin Ruhai's funeral. It's just a bit hard. Looking forward to Jia Huan coming over to help him share one or two. Jia Huan's ability, he knows it very well.

At this time, a servant of the Lin family came in and said, "Second Master Lian, the sesame oil is shorter, I want to send someone to buy it." ”

"I see. I'll talk to Uncle Yuan in a while. Jia Lian sent the people away, and said with a wry smile: "The scene is too miscellaneous, and the officials and officials here in the procuratorate watch the dishes and dishes." When Aunt Lin went, those people didn't care much about things. ”

Before Lin Ruhai died, he gave Jia Lian 800,000 taels of silver, and entrusted Jia Lian to sell other businesses and properties. The money for the funeral, Jia Lian has a lot of money. However, being generous does not mean that you like to deceive those under you.

Jia Huan pondered for a while and said, "That's it." I went to the branch office and asked some people to help. ”

Jia Lianxi said: "That's good." He was very dissatisfied with the gang of creacherous officials and petty officials in the procuratorate.

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With the relationship between Jia Huan and Huaiyang guarding Dao Shasheng, it is very simple to secondment a dozen or so officials to help maintain order.

Lin Ruhai's funeral first stopped in the courtyard to accept worship, and then a Taoist priest practiced it. Because Lin Ruhai has no son, only Jia Huan and Jia Lian are helping to deal with the funeral. The specifications of the funeral are not very high.

Only a few people from Jiangdu County, Shen Zhi County, and Wang Heting, a big salt merchant, came to worship. Above the officialdom, people go to tea and cool, not to mention that everyone is dead.

In the city of Yangzhou, the current major event is the reform of the salt law and the arrival of the new imperial history of salt patrol.

On the night of September 11, there was a desolate and sad atmosphere everywhere in the courtyard. White lanterns hang from the eaves.

Jia Huan and Jia Lian were talking in the courtyard where Jia Lian lived. Tomorrow morning, Jia Lian will take Daiyu to return to Suzhou in the south.

On the edge of the round table, Jia Huan looked calm, drank warm tea, and said, "Second Brother Lian, I will leave Uncle Lin's future affairs to you." He didn't plan to go to Suzhou with him. Jia Lian is unreliable in big things, but he is still reliable in small things.

The trip to Suzhou is nothing more than a burial forest like the sea. Sell Lin Ruhai's residence, land, family property, etc. The Lin family has no descendants, and it is useless for these to stay in Suzhou. and they shall be cashed into silver and taken away.

Jia Lian leaned back in his chair and sighed tiredly: "I will do my best." Brother Huan...", hesitated, but did not speak.

Uncle Lin entrusted Gu to Brother Huan, afraid that he had left some silver. Before he came, his father told him to bring back Uncle Lin's property. I wonder if the 800,000 taels of silver can satisfy my father? He had already sent a letter back to Beijing. But there has been no reply.

When he mentioned the matter of Tuogu, he felt a little bitter and frustrated in his heart. He is twenty-four or five years old, but Uncle Lin would rather believe that he has only met twice, and he is only an eleven-year-old brother Huan, so how can he be embarrassed?

Jia Huan didn't know what Jia Lian was thinking, he thought that Jia Lian was talking about something else, and then said: "Sister Lin's itinerary, don't dare to bother Second Brother Lian to go to Jinling, I will wait in Yangzhou at that time." ”

Jia Lian smiled bitterly, "I'll send Sister Lin to Jinling." As long as I don't go into the city, it's over. It doesn't take much effort. ”

Jia Huan thought about it and agreed.

After the negotiation with Jia Lian, Jia Huan walked out of Jia Lian's hall, walked through a courtyard, walked through the silent corridor of the autumn night, and visited her in Daiyu's house.

The autumn wind whimpered.

"Third Master..."Zijuan and Qingwen in the warm pavilion greeted Jia Huan and accompanied them into the bedroom. Ruyi and Raider are serving Daiyu to drink medicine.

Daiyu was wearing a white filial piety dress, and her face was like jade, with a sad and sad mood. Hair is slightly messy. There was a deep tiredness on her beautiful face. He was leaning against the bed, holding a medicine bowl. A bitter smell of Chinese medicine fills the air.

A wave of pity rose in Jia Huan's heart, and he asked gently, "Sister Lin can still hold on?" ”

In the past few days, Lin Daiyu has thanked the guests in the mourning hall, and she is very tired.

Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Huan and said softly, "Brother Xie Huan cares. It's still holding up. The grief of losing her father, the great grief enveloped her heart. Let her think about what she was going to say after meeting Jia Huan before, and think about it flawlessly.

This is the first time Jia Huan has met with Daiyu privately in the past few days.

Jia Huan has been helping to deal with the funeral these days, and she is so busy that she stopped at night and came to visit Daiyu, she had already fallen asleep. After Jia Huan asked Zijuan about the situation, he went back.

Fortunately, the specifications of the funeral are not high, if it is like Jia Zhen's, there is an endless stream of guests, and it is estimated that Lin Daiyu's delicate body will not be able to bear it.

Of course, the grief after death was very important in ancient times. Jia Huan's mind is not quite right. However, Jia Huan and Jia Lian, the two children of Jiafu, what are they in Yangzhou City?

Wang Heting, a big salt merchant, brought a group of Hui merchants to come to worship, and he took a fancy to his talent for making a name for himself in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Shen Zhixian of Jiangdu County is quite good at being a person.

Jia Huan nodded and said, "Tomorrow, Sister Lin will return to her hometown with Second Brother Lian." Aunt Pei and Uncle Yuan will follow you. I will be waiting for you in Jinling. ”

Aunt Pei is Yu Rong. Lin Ruhai's coffin returned to his hometown of Suzhou. The concubines and slaves on this side of the family will scatter and leave. Only Aunt Pei, Yuan Bo and Lin Daiyu's nurse Wang Mama will stay with Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu bowed slightly, "Hmm." ”

Jia Huan told Zijuan, Raider, and Snow Goose to serve Daiyu well along the way, and then left. He didn't plan to send Daiyu to Suzhou.

It takes time for a person's inner sorrow to be vented. He didn't do anything to appease Lin Daiyu's emotions now. It will take time to ease her pain a little.

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The lights are on.

As soon as Jia Huan returned to his residence, Lin Ruhai's chief staff member Master He came to visit. Jia Huan politely beckoned him to sit down.

This Master He is not He Jiaolang, who is with Sha Dashen, but Lin Ruhai's own staff, and Lin Ruhai's right-hand man.

Master He's name is He Yuanlong, about forty years old, with a clean appearance and elegant conversation, and handed Jia Huan three letters, "This is what Dong Weng left for you when he was leaving." Dong Weng was third on the high school emperor list that year, and the Zaifu who admitted him were no longer in the temple. All three letters were addressed to Dong On's friends. Please transfer it to Ziyu. Alas..., Pan Ziyu treats Miss Lin well. ”

Jia Huan has an understanding of the routines of officialdom, and sending letters is just a pretext, and what is sent is a connection. Of course, whether you can get the attention of the recipient depends on your own ability. Lin Ruhai left his political legacy to him.

Jia Huan sighed in his heart. Sure enough, he is a master of insight into people's hearts! Lin Ruhai did this, could he not be unsatisfied?

Jia Huan solemnly clenched his fists and said, "Please rest assured, Master He." ”

He Yuanlong shook his head, sighed with interest, glanced at Jia Huan, and said, "I take the liberty of asking Ziyu, who is Baochai?" ”

Jia Huan said calmly: "My fiancée's name." "Although the marriage has not been decided yet, but in this case, I guess Sister Bao won't mind, right?

He Yuanlong looked up to the sky and sighed, "Alas..." In the procuratorate, there are now rumors that Jia Huan is greedy for the beauty of the girl of the Lin family, and he came from Jinling to collect both people and money. Jia Huan is already interested in someone. Where is Miss Lin? However, Dong Weng had already entrusted Gu to Jia Huan before he died, and it was useless for him to say more.

Jia Huan didn't know that He Yuanlong had misunderstood, but he had the heart to appreciate He Yuanlong's loyalty, and asked, "What are Master He's plans for the future?" ”

He Yuanlong said tiredly: "Dong Weng recommended a few places to go. I'd like to see again. After a few years in the salt industry, I am afraid that I will not be able to do it if I go to the local area. ”

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Is Master He interested in entering the shogunate of Sha Dashen?" I can recommend it on my behalf. Sha Dashen's book said about the reform of the salt law, presumably Master He should know. ”

He Yuanlong said in surprise: "Ziyu means that Sha Da will participate in the meeting to obtain the power to rectify the salt law?" ”

Jia Huan smiled, "It depends on the meaning of the imperial court." ”

According to Jia Huan's estimate, the probability that Sha Dashen will win the power of the rectification salt law should be very high.

He Yuanlong hesitated, and said simply: "Then there is Lao Ziyu." He has been in the bustling city of Yangzhou for a long time, and he really doesn't want to go to other places to be a staff member. Jia Huan is a disciple of Sha Dashen, and he naturally knows this news.

Jia Huan smiled.

He Yuanlong chatted for a few words, said goodbye and left, glanced back at the figure of the young man reflected in the light in the small courtyard hall, and sighed again. Could it be that he misunderstood Jia Huan's character? (To be continued.) )