The second sister of Dafang, who is half-brother and both concubines, is gentle and silent, with low eyelids and no response.

Looking up, Jia Cong, who was talking to Jia Huan, gave her a smile. Jia Tanchun was about to help answer, and Jia Mu asked in a chat, "Hasn't the kitchen in the garden been in business for several years? I haven't heard anything wrong in previous years."

Xue Baochai came and helped her aunt sit down: "It has always been done by Sister Liu, and she has always been honest and obedient. Aunt, the second sister was not in charge of the matter."

Li Wan, Ping'er, and Li Wan are unwilling to intervene too much, and they sell well to avoid disasters.

She called out aunt, "Oh, but she is related to Mrs. Wang. Aunt Xue and sisters are sitting at the table. Mrs. Wang didn't say that, well... Wang Xifeng is also in the same blood as her, and relatives are using it to block the arrows and betray them."

At the same time, Xue Baochai subconsciously avoided the fact that Wang Xifeng chose the capable Sister Liu without talking about it, and saved the embarrassment of Mu Jia, Mrs. Wang and Jia Lian in one fell swoop.

Jia Lian only cared about eating vegetables and talking, never knew or cared about such trivial matters at home, and whispered to Jia Qiang: "It would be even better if I had a party here."

"Don't, the national filial piety can still be enjoyed secretly. Hundreds of people from all over the family are looking at me, look at Uncle Cong, and be the first to be a model." Jia Qiang said: "At worst, I can go out and ask Lingguan to sing a song."

Ping'er glanced at Jia Cong, and then the two of them looked at Siqi. The domineering Siqi lowered her head and pinched the corners of her skirt with both hands.

Mrs. Xing thought something.

"It's time for the general to change his boss. You just finished singing and I'll show that Liu Xiang didn't study. The old lady was lucky. Now she saw a real "Ten-side Ambush" with real swords and guns." Ping'er smiled and said, "Let them go to trouble, and everyone should negotiate quietly. It's not a big deal. Many strong winds and waves have passed, and it will always be fine."

"Hahaha... Ping'er said it well, it's reassuring that you are in charge of the business." Jia Mu smiled for the first time today.

Li Wan said: "Ping'er has experienced it from his predecessors. It's hard to get samadhi without deep enough. After being promoted to grandma, she can control her own."

A smile easily hangs away the embarrassment. Si Qixin Dasong retreats proudly, Xiren's eyes flashed, Lin Daiyu saw it in her eyes and said nothing. Jia Zheng and Jia Lian and others don't understand what they are fighting, but Lin Daiyu, Jia Baoyu, Tanchun and others are smart and clear, and they can see through the core of the incident at a glance, and the root cause.

Who is it?

It was Jia Cong who sat there safely and soundly, as if nothing had happened.

Jia Cong made the position of Dafang stable. Si Qi, the granddaughter of Wang Shanbao's family, who was with the wife of Dafang, naturally began to join forces with her uncle and aunt Qin Xian's family to seize power.

Although the two wives' spokespersons of Wang Shanbao and Zhou Rui's family were all excuses by Jia Cong and his wife, and the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves. In her early years, Jia Cong also forced away the wet nurse Wang Ma who bullied Jia Yingchun and her daughter-in-law Zhu's daughter-in-law, but... Although Si Qi was arrogant and domineering, Xiu Ju and Lotus only followed her horse, she did not bully her master. On the contrary, her strength was to a certain extent to protect Jia Yingchun, who was "gentle and silent, and could see it."

The small matter in the Grand View Garden leads to big problems: the Siqi faction wants to seize power, and the fundamental motivation for having a kitchen to get a lot of money, oil and water profits exists. It is promoted by everyone. The most important and core is Jia Cong's influence and authority. However... Siqi seems to be terrible. Her uncle and aunt Qin Xian's family are not a good guy, and they are not worthy of virtue.

So... how to deal with this is difficult...

In fact, Jia Cong had long thought of the original work of the Red Chamber, which was the most brain-burning and complicated, and affected dozens of people from the Jia family, and the class involved wives, grandmas, girls, maids, and young masters: the incident of jasmine pink rose nitro rose dew poria cream.

He changed many things, such as internal and external searches. He didn't want to change the situation and delay the arrival of this matter. It is easy to change the country, but it is difficult to change its nature.

Most of the people in the hall looked at Jia Cong quietly, but found that Jia Cong didn't even frown, as if he was as happy or sad as a wonderful jade, nor was he like the Hanlin method of thunder, as if it was no longer worth mentioning, and he was apart from the things. He was eating fried melon seeds at the banquet on the left: "What are you doing with the third brother Huan?"

"There is nothing to do, but I still read, play, copy Buddhist scriptures." Jia Huan instinctively wanted to cross his legs, look at Jia Zheng from a distance, move his legs, shrink down obscenely, and keep spitting the melon skin under the table. The maid Xiaoque looked disgusted.

Jia Cong asked casually: "The monthly money is not short, right?"

"No." Jia Huan narrowed his rat's eyes, and the last two words were loud, and everyone else heard it.

Mrs. Wang's face twitched. When she and Wang Xifeng were in charge of the family... This abominable and despicable Aunt Zhao's family complained about the shortage of monthly money every day... Why are you ridiculing her now? It sounds really detailed, every sentence is like swords and swords, and a casual sentence is to kill people without leaving any armor, killing people and hearts.

I couldn't hear what they were talking about later. Jia Huan was not welcomed. Before I sat for a long time, I left in a cold mood, but answered in a regular manner in front of Jia Cong. It seemed that Jia Cong was the eldest brother and he was the younger brother. Jia Zheng's temperament changed drastically in his later years, and he was less cold-faced and cold-eyed. He was not as harsh as Jia Baoyu and Jia Huan as he was in his early years, so he did not say anything.

The family class was dismissed during the period of the Concubine's National Xiao Dynasty. The Wutanghui opera is prosperous and lively, the elegant and leisurely music of silk and bamboo orchestras, and the white-haired man sends black-haired man. When Jia Mu felt lonely and lonely, the second girl Jia Yingchun breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want Si Qi to just start a small head. The family conflicts were not really effectively resolved, and it went down in one go. Anyway, the second lady was just as Jia Lian said to You Erjie, "The second wood will not be touched even if the needle is poked." All kinds of people have different temperaments, their innate background, and the environment is determined.

Suddenly, Jia Cong's brother-in-law Xue Pan opened his cheeks and laughed: "I said a happy thing. I opened a shop yesterday and was bored. Sijiu City wandered around. Someone outside the Shanhai Bookstore in Xixiao City. Someone anonymously stuck a post on the streets and alleys. I asked someone to tear it off and read it. It's amazing. It said that the Shanhai Bookstore branch is openly opened, and it actually openly published books by barbarians who disregarded ethics and laws. It is indifferent and deceiving the past and the present... It's simply too difficult to write, and I can't redeem it for a hundred deaths."

Everyone's ears were raised and it sounded like everyone knew that the boss behind Shanhai Bookstore was Jia Cong?

"I heard that, it's amazing. This is my brother-in-law's family and my sister's family. That's ours. I took a afternoon of postings. I didn't strip them naked, but I sold a lot of business, haha."

Jia Zheng looked serious: "The most terrible thing to reveal is that there are officials in the cabinet, private disclosure, and anonymous disclosure is even more sinister. Anyway, if you don't have a title, you can scold whatever you want and say anything. Such a sensationalism can guide public opinion... In addition, the previous attack on the unreasonable selection of places in our north and south examination halls... we must be vigilant and not optimistic."

"It's okay, Uncle Second thought from another perspective. It formed public opinion among officials and scholars and created scale effects. That was to advertise my book... If it became popular, it would definitely be a big seller. I have to thank my opponents who were sinister and had ulterior motives." Jia Cong was happy and shook his head: "Brother Xue, what business did you sell it?"

Jia Zheng was stunned and thought hard about what the "scale effect" meant. He was completely unthinking. He only thought about what he saw in the classics, history, and collections, "Chen Xinjia did not keep the official disclosure secret and was killed by the emperor", "The "Wang's Revenge" used private disclosure to protect his rights", "Donglin Fushe used private disclosure and anonymous disclosure, which led to many riots, which officials were taboos"... In fact, in Jia Cong's eyes, aren't these people who clamor for public opinion just modern media, Weibo, public intellectuals, experts and scholars? If you have experience, you can block it.

In fact, there were also public opinion attacks in Dream of Red Mansions. Someone anonymously pasted limericks scolding Jia Qin and other children outside the Jia Mansion on Ningrong Street... Jia Zheng was so angry that it was a clear proof and had no way to deal with it.

Xue Pan was proudly: "Selling coffins and selling urns, brother-in-law, I tell you, when I saw that there was never a coffin on the street, I thought, "Oh, business opportunity! If I bring people to shout, wouldn't I become the first person to eat grasshoppers? What a great wealth is this?"

"Dongcheng is not satisfied with the carts of ashes from the streets? We have low-end routes. Those with rich sell them a few cheap urns, but those with no money. Oh, you sell me the ashes!"

Everyone was disgusted when they heard this, and Xue Baoqin said in a daze: "Brother, what are the uses of ashes powder? What are you doing when you buy it?"

"Who said it's useless? The vegetable market is beheaded, and the people in the capital are still rushing to eat a piece of flesh and blood. I tell you, ashes are amazing. It is the best fertilizer for floods and floods. For such places, it is ten times more valuable than pigs, cattle and sheep manure. How many rich peasants outside the city are rushing to ask for it."

Shi Xiangyun covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Oh my God!"

"It's true." Jia Cong clarified: "I have traveled all over the country, and ashes are a good fertilizer for farmers. Otherwise, the mushrooms on the grave will grow better than other places."

"Another that happens, you can't... Isn't this a cannibalistic person?" Shi Xiangyun glared and spat.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "You didn't see the fundamental problem. Trading is determined by the market and supply and demand relationship. Brother Xue doesn't act as an intermediary, and some people still rush to do it. If he doesn't do it, some people can't change it. Besides, do you know how many deaths in those ashes are killed in disaster areas? How many death row inmates?"

When they thought about it, Jia Cong looked at the problem accurately and could not refute who was right or wrong. Only Jia Zheng shook his head and wanted to scold him but was embarrassed to scold him: "It hurts the world too much. One life, two fortunes, three Feng Shui, four accumulations of Yin and five readings, it is best to accumulate virtue."

Jia Mu stopped listening. Xue Pan was moved by his brother-in-law and still didn't realize that the situation was wrong: "Let's talk about the high-end route, we are old-fashioned, we are old-fashioned, moth, iron, cypress, poplar, pine... I don't have any coffin, so I shouted to those clamoring scholars: I'm lucky to be lucky, come again, what? This one is not suitable? Then look at this smaller one, oh, it's definitely suitable for the men. Why don't you ask him to come in and try it for free, try it casually... Oh, old customers, I'll give you a discount..."

Sanchun held back and blushed, Jia Cong nodded: "Yes, you are very talented."

Xue Pan was overjoyed and scratched his head: "I just said that, but when I went to the street these days, people always shouted to beat me... I must be jealous of my prosperous business, haha."

"Puff!" Shi Xiangyun and Lin Daiyu couldn't help laughing, and then Sanchun laughed, Jia Lian and Jia Qiang almost burst into tears, Jia Yun was fine, Xue Pan thought everyone praised him, especially his brother-in-law praised him, and became more and more proud, so he drank a few more glasses of Shaoxing rice wine.

Aunt Xue Baochai and her daughter were so embarrassed. Thanks to Jia Cong's compliment, Mrs. Wang laughed from the bottom of her heart, and Xiren thought: "With such a big brother, how long can their big house and the Xue family last? It's really as the third girl said: No outsiders need to kill in, kill out of themselves, and commit suicide. It's better that our second house doesn't have much worries, no wonder our wife is happy."
Chapter completed!