After hearing what Jia Cong said, he said that the fog was too big and he couldn't see him clearly. After Liu Ting thought about it, he understood that Jia Cong was saying that he couldn't see his private money. Isn't it intentionally covering up?

The first official ship in Zhenjiang Camp approached Jia Cong's three-masted sailboat. The boatman tied the cables and tied the wooden boards firmly. Liu Ting came over with his boots, fully equipped, ear protection, heart protection mirrors, and chain mail, afraid that it would weigh dozens of pounds, his face turned black and yellow, and his beard was densely covered.

After saying hello, he was the general officer, with a higher rank than Jia Cong and no big gift. Jia Cong looked warm and intimate, and sat down with a moment of conversation. Liu Ting observed his expression and pondered for a few seconds, got up and bowed with his fists, walked to the cabin door, waved his hand to the opposite side, and several officers and soldiers walked towards this side with boxes.

"Some little gifts are not respectable. Now this is a hot festival. These small pieces of silver are considered ice valor, which will allow the Censor to resolve the heat of the dog days." Liu Ting kept checking Jia Cong's face with his light.

There are people in the court who are easy to talk to, but Liu Ting did this as expected. The cabinet-based bureaucratic system would not be able to wear armor and he would have to establish a good relationship with the governor and governor.

At present, Jia Cong, regardless of reputation, prestige, or qualifications, is a very good potential stock. In case of a critical moment, if there is a censor's help, it will be enough to save his life.

He winked and told Brother Wu San and the others to open the box. Jia Cong's eyes condensed, and there were gold and silver inside, with different sizes and weights. It was obvious that he had not recasted it yet. I don't know where Liu Ting plundered it.

In fact, it is also possible to imagine that as the number one commander in Zhenjiang, it is normal to occupy military garrisons, support family members, and end the money of officers and soldiers. Moreover, military officers can also use their spare time to manage the industry, which is much more convenient than merchants.

Qi Jiguang's generation heroes had to bribe Hu Zongxian and Zhang Juzheng.

Miaoyu's clear eyes flashed with a hint of eagerness. Not to mention the private money, making friends with senior military officers. If they are found, it will be a crime that the emperor is very taboo. He is famous in the civil servant court. He is in alliance with the same year and now contacts the commander of another place. What are you going to do? Are you rebelling?

Of course, it is not so dangerous now. Who knows that the Yangtze River is flowing above and in the fog is filled with heavy fog? Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know.

"Inheriting General Liu's kindness." Jia Cong's eyes flashed, his mind turned around, and he reluctantly touched the hard silver. "Just ask for a box, I have to use it to recast the money house, which is very troublesome."

Liu Ting thought about it for a while, probably because he had received his affection and had some meaning, but the two had not made any deep friendship and had no idea whatsoever, so Jia Cong's attitude was to wait and see, but he also met his expectations and squeezed out a smile: "Sir, it's easy to go."

In Zhenjiang Jinshan, the scope of activities of the soldiers is limited. Now that Zhenjiang has left, not only the general seal, but also the seal of the Ministry of War. In other words, although Liu Zhiyuan has the right to transfer troops and Liu Ting has the right to admiral, he has asked the court for instructions after leaving the territory, and the number of people is also limited.

After returning to the official boat study, the two boats separated, a trusted general said, "Can Jia Cong help the general speak?"

"Well..." Liu Ting sat down with a big golden sword and pondered: "It's hard to say, but it's always a hope. The imperial censor Jia inspected the three provinces, the Holy Family, and the ranking of the qualifications. If he did it this time, he might be able to enter the cabinet..."

Another general said: "The bandits are to continue. I will shock the water thieves this time. Remember not to suppress them all. Once the adults have nothing to do, will the superiors rely on us?"

"Um..." Liu Ting looked back at Jia Cong's official ship with a straight look. The flag of "Qin ordered the inspector of Jia from the three provinces of Yuqi and Suzhou" was hung on the mast several meters high. The lanterns on both sides were also painted with these words, fluttering in the river breeze, making a sound, and after a moment of sensation, they were penetrated into the fog, and they could not see it.

In ancient ships, when they could not see the direction clearly, they usually used a compass compass. As one of the four Ming dynasties, they promoted historical progress. The compass was quite effective, and Zheng He also relied on it to voyages to the West.

"You don't care about this?"

Since Miaoyu became Jia Cong's confidante, she naturally wouldn't hate him so much. She remembered that she misunderstood Jia Cong's purpose of asking for bribes at the beginning, and did not want to repeat the same mistakes.

Jia Cong grabbed his cheeks like a monkey and said, "Sister, we have not yet understood the private money matter. If you can see clearly and think through it thoroughly, you can think of it. Otherwise, it will be a more than one's own money and ask for fish in the wood. You see, there is also some private money here, and you can just study it and go to Zhenjiang Money House to test it."

Miaoyu is about four or five years older than Jia Cong. When this mature imperial sister heard this title, she felt strange and analyzed: "Yes, there are many names for private money, and the methods of cheating are profound. Besides, you are not the censor of the military supervisor, and the money-making involves the emperor's face. For the ministers' material discussions, you should accumulate qualifications and make friends with others."

"This way you can be my good friend." Jia Cong picked up Miaoyu, and Miaoyu let out a "ah", with a soft three thousand black hair hanging down, and his neck leaned back, and he had to hug Jia Cong's neck.

The light of his eyes was as clear as the spring rain in the evening of Jiangnan, with the unforgettable coldness, elegant and graceful, and the elegant lady touched her body softly: "I am not your good wife, I should be a beauty."

"Add a confidant." Jia Cong was intrigued and snatched Miaoyu's lips and lingered on the boat with the flowing Yangtze River.

Liu Xianglian and others were already accustomed to Jia Cong's private style of being "clean and honest" and "clean" and "clean" and "clean" in private. They coughed secretly and patrolled in batches without looking sideways.

...

The kapok flowers tilted with the wind, and the spectacular scenery was in the single and Cao, and it did not look so elegant and beautiful. The reeds rippled by the lake, and were a little unbearable because of the raging locusts. In a river defense camp yard here, Ling Juezhan touched his forehead and pondered: "The book that Mr. gave me, Zhang Daoling's "Flying Immortal Record", has secretly allowed several famous antiques in Kaifeng to distinguish the authenticity of the authenticity, and it is confirmed that it is the original work of Zhang Daoling..."

"It can be seen that the Censor is concerned about the prince. If he presents it, the emperor will not blame the prince when he is happy." Gan San brought people to the left and right, bowing and talking: "If Censor Jia has done everything in Jiangnan and Jiangbei, he will definitely be able to enter the cabinet. According to the merchants, the official voice is very good, and it is Eunuch Liu..."

There was a large number of offices where the prince’s chief official handled the internal affairs of the royal palace, but he did not follow him.

Hearing Gan San's words, a cold mockery flew across Zhao Kang's lips, not knowing whether it was ridiculed Gan San or Liu Zhiyuan.

Ling Jue frowned and sighed. All the current situation is not very good to him. His second brother is in charge of the army in the three sides of Shaanxi, and he is in power. His third brother is in the capital. The rumors of his father being sick come from time to time, while he stays in a famine place with nothing.

In fact, he is not so eager to be an emperor. For him who lacks love, he misses his wet nurse Gan Xuan a little. Of course, Mr. Jia Cong's approach is a good person and a good official in his opinion. He worked so hard to collect a treasure for himself, isn't it just to let himself be loved by his father?
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