Qiao Yingjia was silent.

  Sun Juxiang also frowned, "Ru Jun, is it possible that you two still have a heart-to-heart relationship?"

Qiao Yingjia shook his head, "I can't really tell, I just feel that Ziying has changed a lot in the past two years, or that she has grown too fast, which is beyond our imagination. Jun Yu is now following him with all his heart, and Pan Ruzhen and Fu Shi also Forget it, but Geng Ruqi, such a square person, unexpectedly came together with him unswervingly, I feel a little emotional."

  Han Yu and Sun Juxiang both understood the meaning of Qiao Yingjia's words.

As the leaders of northern scholars, Pan Ruzhen and Fu Shi are not northern scholars but Jiangnan scholars. They have no friendship with Qiao Yingjia. As a local scholar, Qiao Yingjia was not sure that the two of them would obey him, but it was Feng Ziying who convinced the two of them sincerely, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Han Yu smacked his lips, "Ziying has grown up very fast in the past few years. I don't know if you have noticed. Before, many people only thought that Ziying was good at fighting, skilled in military affairs, and good at fighting. There is nothing to say about this, but what I want to say is Ziying is better at economics. During her tenure in Yongping Mansion and Shuntian Mansion, although she was the magistrate and the governor of the mansion, she actually did a lot of work in general judgments. Maritime trade in the north is also rapidly prospering, coupled with the rapid rise of major industries such as iron smelting, coal mining, cement, and military industry, it is no wonder that businessmen in Shanxi and Shaanxi speak well of him, and even the Jiangnan side is also affected,..."

   Both Qiao Yingjia and Sun Juxiang knew about this.

Han Yu didn't say anything about the Yangzhou Stock Exchange, which directly "captured" the northern and southern salt merchants who gathered in Yangzhou. Finally, the huge funds didn't need to be put in the cellar to moldy, and they didn't need to be all deposited in the bank. To earn that little interest, but to enter the stock market, which can not only increase in value, but also be realized at any time, which makes the salt merchants smile.

"This is probably Ziying's confidence." Sun Juxiang also interjected, "The things he has done over the years have basically followed the path of developing industry, commerce and maritime trade, and later he tried his best to promote new crops. The impact of land is indeed great, and our sensitivity in this area is a little bit worse, and to be honest, we are a little bit behind in this kind of practice.”

Qiao Yingjia sighed, "In time, Ziying's future is indeed limitless, but this time, I have to have a good talk with him, I know that Liuji is trying to win him over, and Dongxian is the same, but this time he must stand firm , after all, he was born as a scholar in the north, so his **** can't be crooked."

Han Yu and Sun Juxiang exchanged glances, "Ru Jun, if we are determined to fight this time, besides Ziying, I am afraid that we have to sort out our own internal affairs. Some people also have some opinions on us, so we have to think about it carefully." Counseling and counseling, communicate some situations well earlier, don't wait until the problem is approaching to hold Buddha's feet, it will be too late."

Qiao Yingjia nodded, "That's what I mean by looking for you two. Cao Yubian and Yuan Keli have always been at odds with me, and two or three of them may also have some grievances against me because of some things, but I invite you two and self-improvement ( Cui Jingrong) and Youfu (Wang Yongguang) helped to persuade and persuade, taking into account the overall situation,..."

Han Yu and Sun Ju naturally have nothing to say about this. This is what they should do. If they can't even work together, then the hearts of the scholars in the North will really be scattered. Maybe ten years Later Feng Ziying will come to carry the banner of scholars in the North, but he probably can't support this situation now.

  *******

   The end of the second year of Xuanshun seemed a bit gloomy.

  Three consecutive days of heavy snow covered the entire capital city with white snow.

  If it was a few years ago, especially during the Yuanxi and Yonglong years, the streets and alleys and the dilapidated temples and ancestral halls would have been full of frozen road corpses.

  The patrolling camp and the officials of Wanping and Daxing counties in Shuntian Prefecture and people from various workshops had to start cleaning up these frozen refugees and beggars early on.

   Every time the snow falls, there are no less than two or three hundred corpses sent to the random cemetery outside the city, but this situation gradually decreased after entering the Wantong period, and even fewer in the Xuanshun period.

  It snowed heavily for three consecutive days, but there were only ten or twenty, which was 90% less than the Yonglong period.

  The middle-aged and elderly people in Beijing will bring up this incident every time, thinking that this is probably the biggest change in the capital city.

In fact, it is easy to explain. It turns out that a large number of refugees flood into Beijing every year, ranging from thousands to 10,000 to 20,000, and as many as 70,000 to 80,000. Eight thousand refugees tried their best to stay in Beijing.

   This is also an important factor for the annual population growth in central Beijing.

  And those old, weak, sick, disabled, women and children who have no way to make a living will inevitably gradually become beggars.

In this midwinter season, a few heavy snowfalls can eliminate many weak people who cannot survive, and the horse-drawn carts pulled to the cemetery outside the city are filled with frozen corpses all the way through the streets and alleys, falling into their eyes. This is also commonplace in Beijing.

"Reading forbidden books on a snowy night, dreaming of Gaotang in the rain. In fact, it might not be possible to reverse it, reading forbidden books in the rain, dreaming of Gaotang on a snowy night." Feng Ziying reluctantly rolled over from the extremely plump carcass under her body, and immediately Caught in the snowy buttocks of another powder limb next to it.

  Scraping the bones and sucking the marrow, Feng Ziying secretly recited the mantra of purifying the heart. If this continues, I'm afraid I really won't be able to get up.

Occasional absurd episodes are often the most exciting and unforgettable. With a dignified and steady temperament like Baochai, she will never serve a husband with other women, even her most caring maid. , also does not work.

However, drinking warm wine on a snowy night last night, coupled with Feng Ziying's poetic enthusiasm, continuous reciting (plagiarism) of many lines of poetry, provoked Baochai and Xiangling Yinger to have a feast of passion, and finally Feng Ziying also Just hug the girl to sleep soundly, during which it is inevitable that you and I will be together, upside down, and let go without mentioning it.

  Baochai has such a temper. Although he is a little indulgent after drunk, he is also infinitely shy when he wakes up in the morning.

Fortunately, Ying'er and Xiangling are both caring and caring people. Even though Baochai secretly muttered in her heart that she would never behave like this in the future, but thinking of how fierce and fierce the husband was in the bed last night, Still secretly startled.

To tell the truth, as Feng Ziying stayed in Beijing in the past few years and never went out again, the women gradually settled down. A large group of people with a family and three bedrooms also lived in Sanjue Street, which was the old Rongning Street. After the Ning Second Mansion was opened up, Feng's house settled down.

Even Busia Mara and Zhe Zhe have their own small courtyard in Feng's residence, but Busia Mara, who has always been uneasy, still hopes to travel outside, often commuting between Tianjin and the capital, Occasionally, I would go back to Liaodong with Zhezhe, and even went to Yangzhou.

  Feng Ziying joined the cabinet and became the youngest cabinet minister in this dynasty, which also plunged the entire Feng family into a climax of excitement and ecstasy.

  For cabinet ministers who are less than thirty years old, it can be said that they are almost certain to be the chief assistant in the future.

   But it was followed by more arduous official duties, and it was almost dark every day to go home. At night, there were countless posts sent to the concierge, waiting to be interviewed.

  Even if it is a rest day, there is no peace.

  People from the court, from the local government, from the military, as well as gentry and merchants, as well as students from the academy and the two military academies, all in endless streams.

  Just arranging meeting and sorting on the concierge will take a few days.

  The kind of temporary emergency reception is even more numerous.

  Every time the arrangement is disrupted, the time has to go backwards, and the time to go back to the backyard to rest will be postponed.

Even if the morning exercise is not missed, but there is a lack of time, Master Zhang’s prescriptions have changed from Feng Ziying’s occasional ones to those of the third-bedroom woman in the back house, and they are always prepared in an orderly manner, but the energy is also not enough. When I was seven or eight years old, thinking about women like that made me anxious and only thought about sex.

Feng Ziying has always felt that she has the aura of a time traveler, and Zhang Shi, the living Hua Tuo, helps her recuperate her body. No matter how many women can afford it, but the reality tells him that there is no such thing as an iron king in the world. If you want the rain and dew to spread evenly and everyone is satisfied, you have to grind it into a needle.

How to make reasonable adjustments has become a "big worry". These thirty-year-olds may be able to barely make ends meet. Wait a few years, and they will be forty. It's no wonder that Emperor Yonglong shunned Mei Yuexi and Guo Qinyun when they were so beautiful. He was indifferent to Yuan Chun and Zhou Wuzheng, all of whom were selected from thousands of people. .

   "Msister, it's time to get up. It's not night, it's already daylight. Didn't you say that there are important guests coming today?"

  Baochai covered her chest with a brocade quilt, looked at her husband who was still working **** Yinger, felt a little sour, and reminded in a low voice.

   "Well, it's time to get up. It's not a human thing to be a cabinet minister. It's the end of the year, so I can't be clean." Feng Ziying took a deep breath.

   "Didn't you invite them, Xianggong? They came from Jiangnan not far away, so Xianggong should be treated with some courtesy."

   Baochai took a look at Yinger who was curled up into a ball with her legs in a weird posture, knowing what the girl was thinking, she simply got up by herself and cleaned up for Feng Ziying.

"Courteous reception naturally requires courteous treatment, but this is also mutual. It's not just that I ask them for something. Of course, I have to admit that we have cooperated very happily in the past few years and we each get what we need." Feng Ziying stood in front of the bed, letting Baochai And Xiangling who came in dressed and washed herself, thoughtfully: "They also have their own ideas and wishes when they come here. Sometimes, people are too hard to get off, and they can't retreat if they want to."