In the small warm pavilion covered with candlelight, the chestnut in Jia Mu's hand reached to her mouth: "I remember in a daze that Cong'er is going to study today?"

Yuanyang slowed down the slender jade hand that kneaded the old man's shoulders and smiled and said, "Does the old lady want to send something over?"

Jia Mu hesitated a little and finally said, "No need!"

...

In the west courtyard of Jia Sheyuan, the young couple woke up shortly after they woke up. Wang Xifeng lay lazily on her side, her pink pair accompanied by the bumps of her delicate body, and she was uneven: "My brother is going to study. If you are the brother, what are you giving me if you don't go and see?"

Jia Lian had already figured out that his wife had a right and said the opposite, and pretended not to understand: "Didn't the master ask Brother Zhen to arrange it on his behalf? Besides, with Brother Rong from the East Mansion and Qin's family, there will be no trouble."

In the morning, Jia Lian grabbed her two bulging groups from behind. He was a rich man, a servant's wife, a girl, and a prostitute who socialized outside. He was always here, and he read countless girls, Dong Xuanzi, Su Nu's scriptures, and he was able to play tricks. He was perfect and reached the pinnacle. He was immediately in the back.

Wang Xifeng's beautiful eyes half closed, her lips slightly opened, and she couldn't breathe: "Be gentle, my enemy...I'm going to die..."

...

In the exquisite and compact Jia Sheyuan, Jia Cong said goodbye to her before leaving. At the door of her own bandit hall, Qingwen was dressed properly and nodded seriously: "Well, I'm going to the Toad Palace to win the glory and rise to the top!"

"Qingwen, look at the house." Jia Cong said nothing to her.

In fact, if there are outsiders here, Jia Cong cannot call Qingwen the name directly.

The things that the old lady rewards are very noble even if they are cats and dogs.

In Dream of Red Mansions, Jia Baoyu is called Xiren, Qingwen's name. When Lin Zhixiao's family heard it, he taught Jia Baoyu a lesson. Also, the big girl can call Baoyu's name. This is another custom, in order to call her name directly so that she can support her. This rule was told by Musk Moon to Zhu'er's mother, Miss Musk Moon, a little expert in quarrels in Hong Kong.

However, outsiders can't hear it, so it's okay. Otherwise, Jia Cong would call Qingwen "sister".

"Oh, I understand." Qingwen whitened her eyes pretty, handed the stove, waved her hand, and Sun Fu carried her luggage and went straight to the Xifu Passing Hall and Xijiaomen.

The green parrot flapped its wings: "Qingwen, look at home well."

With a squeak, the wind blew the west wing room, and the three big words "Faijiantang" paste in the study were dropped diagonally downward.

"What is this sign? I don't know whether it's good or bad..." Qingwen looked back, folded her hands together, muttering something in her mouth, sweat scarf swayed, and a small braid was blown down until the earrings fell. The painting beam was over, like walking in the wall.

The parrot said: "Qingwen, the lights are out."

...

The terrain of Zhili Hebei is the throat of the capital. Taihang Mountains traverse the west, Yanshan Mountains, Zijing Pass, Juyong Pass, Shanhai Pass is locked in the northern gate, facing the Bohai Sea in the east and Henan in the south. The Grand Canal of the Beijing-Hangzhou can be built directly to the east gate of the outer city and Chaoyang Gate. The outer city is divided into five prosecutors, east, west, south, north and middle, and the censors are responsible for the military and horses of the five cities, specializing in environmental sanitation, arrest of thieves, patrol and public security, etc.

The Jia Mansion lives in the west city, the Qin Mansion lives in the south city, and the Dashun Beijing City is rich in the east and noble in the west, poor in the south and humble in the north.

Jia Cong, Jia Rong, Qin Keqing, Ruizhu, Baozhu, Sun Fu and others set out. When they set out, the morning light was slightly dewy, and the morning glow was like silk cloth dyed by the Weaver Girl. It was beautiful and beautiful. But at some time, the wheels rolled, adding bricks and tiles to the throat covered with the capital. By the time they arrived at Qin Mansion, they had already passed the sky.

At the intersection of the alley, there is a rather dilapidated double beast ring gate. The lower right corner of the three steps is a dust-stacked horse stone. It can be seen that the owner here is afraid that he will not use a car sedan.

"If Mr. Qin is seriously ill, I will be at the wrong time." Jia Cong got off the carriage, looked up, and then looked down at the dismounting stone: "When I go to the Ministry of Works to sit in the hall, can I walk?"

"It's not a problem. My father is just old, his hands and feet are not very obedient, and he is not seriously ill, so he can still move his mouth. My father does not raise horses at home, so he hires a car to walk on his behalf and walks a while back home." Qin Keqing said with a smile.

Jia Rong echoed: "Old Taishan is a clean official."

"Rare." Jia Cong followed two words.

The young couple looked at each other and smiled. It was not that his words were funny, but that this kind of mature and persistent manifested from the young man. It was not common. Qin Keqing originally suspected that he was contemptuous, but now he felt relieved.

Jia Cong thought to himself: "Some old-school Redologists in the Qing Dynasty said that Qin Keqing had a "poor girl had to live in a rich family". Now it makes sense what he saw with his own eyes. But... the Ministry of Works, that is the modern Ministry of Construction and the Ministry of Water Resources, and the head of the Qin Yetang Construction Department. If you want to make some oil and water, it is not difficult? So, he is not an ordinary honest official, and he must be too clear. Such people are not easy to get along with..."

During the Ming and Qing dynasties, and in the Shun Dynasty, the salaries of officials were not in line with reality. Take a seventh-rank magistrate as an example. The annual salary was around 30 taels. 30 taels were enough for food and clothing, but the officials' ceremonial guards must be raised, right? Should the sedan chair husband be raised? Should the wives and concubines be married? Who will do your business for the servants without money? Will the superiors want to bribe? Should the officials and gentry have to socialize... 300 taels are not enough.

Therefore, many local officials are greedy for fire and the court turns a blind eye, which is considered a pity. So what should Beijing officials do? Generally, local officials come to Beijing to give gifts.

However, this kind of gift gift depends on the person. What department is the Ministry of Works? The tail of the six departments! Local officials want to run, and most of them are from the Ministry of Personnel.

However, it is not difficult to find a way to intercept the project fee. Let’s take a look at the Yellow River management in the Qing Dynasty. If you don’t have layers of corruption, you won’t believe it.

If Qin Ye was a rigid person like Hai Rui, Jia Cong was about to say goodbye, not to instigate greed and ink, the water was clear, there was no fish, and the people were observant, there was no disciple. The truth of ancient and modern times, such rigid people were of course good people, but they were often nitpicking and would not adapt. If you are a teacher, forget it.

...

There was only one middle-aged butler in the Qin Mansion, called Qin Tong. Qin Ye asked him to arrange the room. The courtyard was an old courtyard. Jia Cong heard from the old butler that it was rented by Mr. Qin from Jinling to participate in the autumn examination more than thirty years ago. He rented it for several years before he saved money to buy it. Later, the laundry and cooking were all done by his wife and aunt. Later, those people passed away, and all these housework was Qin Tong.

Think about it, in the Red Chamber, Qin Ye sent Qin Zhong to school, and twenty taels had to be pieced together. Not to mention that compared with the Jia family, the servants in the Jia family were ten times richer than Qin Ye, like Lai Mama and Zhou Rui's family...

More than a thousand years ago, Du Fu had already seen the gap between the rich and the poor: the rich family smelled of wine and meat, the road was frozen to death, the prosperity and withering were different, and the melancholy was hard to describe.

Jia Rong gave her father-in-law a gift and said goodbye. Qin Keqing prepared to stay for a few days and rest in the ear room. Jia Cong waited until they finished talking, and then brought the gift to become a disciple.

He watched as a guest for a while before, and he saw that Qin Ye was speaking kindly, so he did not leave rashly.

In ancient times, the most important etiquette was paid to apprenticeship. Jia Cong presented red beans, red dates, lotus seeds, celery, and lean meat strips, which meant a good fortune. He was in high school early, educated hard, worked hard, and was studious, and was also a ritual of thirty thorns.

Qin Ye accepted the gift tremblingly, helped Jia Cong who was kneeling, looked at Jia She and Jia Zhen's greetings, and was speechless. He wanted to give the gift back, but he couldn't bring out the decent gift and looked embarrassed.

Jia Cong saw that his face was square, with a Chinese-shaped face, and his eyes were covered with crow's feet, and his body was thin. He hurriedly said, "Teacher preaching, teaching, and solving doubts is the best gift to students. With such a gift, even if it is worth ten thousand taels of gold, it is not as good as that."

He easily resolved the embarrassment in front of him. Qin Ye's face looked a little better. At first, he was worried. After all, the rich family was afraid of being spoiled. He stroked his beard and said, "I won't talk about Shiwen today, and I will teach you tomorrow. Although my teacher is a disciple, he is embarrassed and bleak, he is also a Jinshi. The court is a clean and eleven-legged art. You can rest assured. If you study humbly, you will have a day of success."

The room they were talking to was the main hall, and Qin Keqing spoke to his younger brother Qin Zhong in the right ear room, and went out to ask for a visit. When the old man and the young man talked about the affairs of the country, Qin Keqing's lotus steps stopped and thought to himself: "Dad is really good, he is talking in old age, and Uncle Cong is a child, so he doesn't know anything about the court. He is a rubber steer."

Qin Ye talked freely: "The Yongding River floods, and the Ministry of Works has its own way of dealing with it. This year is also an ominous auspicious year. In previous years, it was water in summer and autumn. I thought it was a blessing from heaven and a blessing from unexpected people, which was unknown. In addition to stabilizing the embankment, Shuntian Prefecture is also a big deal. Oh, I forgot, have you read the classics, history, and books, and do you understand these things?"

This old man is talkative and forgetful. Logically speaking, Jia Cong is already a talented person at the age of Jia Cong, and historians are far away from historians, but Jia Cong was just trying to get his different attitude and teaches the art of making, but he didn't want Qin Ye to agree perfunctorily. After thinking about it, he said, "It is not advisable to have a charity warehouse or a regular settlement."

"Oh?" Qin Ye was surprised: "This is a common law for the Sui, Tang and Song dynasties to relieve disaster victims. Why is it not advisable?"

Jia Cong said: "During the Sui Dynasty, Changsun Ping used Yi Cang, which was a little effective. In the Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi opened Chang Ping Cang, Qingmiao Method, and the original intentions of his ancestors were all good, but they were dropped from the bucket."

Qin Ye's interest increased: "What do you think?"

Jia Cong sat down and drank a cup of tea to moisten his throat. The tea was not as good as the Jia family's father, but he didn't mind: "The teacher asked the students to come one by one. Wang Bo of the early Tang Dynasty said: "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion": "Jia Yi was wronged in Changsha. In fact, did Jia Yi really feel wronged? Students think it is not all. Looking at Jia Yi and Dong Zhongshu's memorials, they can tell that they harmed the interests of the powerful and benefited the world. In the eyes of today, they can be said to be stupid. Of course, it is no wonder that Jia Yi and other generations, and the students' arguments are also hindsight."

Qin Ye's eyes smiled and listened attentively.

Jia Cong continued: "Anshi's Qingmiao Law is a different matter. Its harm lies in the failure of the execution department, including the charity warehouse, which are all official. Teacher, just imagine, first, the separation of officials and civilians has always been the Chinese people's sentiment. How dare the common people trade with the government? This is the first official relief.

"Secondly, the clerks were greedy and abused the law. According to the Book of Later Han, the Qin and Han Dynasties implemented the county system, and all scholars knew about it. However, the common people only knew about the slutty men, but not the county."

[Seifu: grassroots officials of the Qin and Han dynasties, equivalent to Lijia, Baozheng, and modern civil servants in the Ming and Qing dynasties.]

"In this way, relief becomes exploitation, good intentions, and bad things are done."

"Later, Zhu Xi proposed the social warehouse, which achieved great results. The substantial difference between social warehouses and charity warehouses is the official and private. Private social warehouses are naturally initiated by the government, but the actual operational rights must be in the hands of the common people first. In this way, first, the people are less afraid in their hearts and will definitely borrow actively. Second, for the country and the court, there will be profits, which is really a killing of two birds with one stone."

Qin Ye nodded slightly: "As you said, is the social warehouse perfect?"

Zhu Xi's social warehouse was very successful at that time, but no matter whether it was political strategy or something, it was never perfect.

"Otherwise." Jia Cong shook his head: "The student said before that the execution department is the first priority. The social warehouse was originally run by private people, and gradually it would fall into the hands of gentry and eventually become the control of clerks. Therefore, the final decision on success depends on whether the executor is greedy."

"What I said is true." Qin Ye sighed, and he was more and more pleasing to Jia Cong. In this first trial, the political philosophy expressed by Jia Cong coincided with him. Qin Ye was shocked: "This person is so smart! I have obtained the most treasure! If you teach me carefully, this person will rise to the top in the future and you will be expected to become a leader of the Qingliu."

From Jia Cong's perspective, there is a principle that must not be ignored in any relief undertaking: the amount of relief must be lower than the level that one can provide for relief.

Why do you have this? Is it a bad heart? There are some tricks here.

For example, when giving porridge to help the victims, feeding one at a time is the best way to feed half full is the best. You should know that hardworking and simple is just the side of the people. The people will also be treacherous and unpredictable. One person has implemented this principle better: Li Wei, the governor of Liangjiang in the Qing Dynasty.

Qin Ye was naturally happy and was impressed by his students. He didn't care. Han Yu had long taught that disciples did not have to be inferior to their teachers, and teachers did not have to be as good as disciples. They had successors in hearing the truth and specialized in their skills. That's all.
Chapter completed!