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In Yunluo's study, the light was bright, and Jiu Ye was alone and secretly making up his mind. Do you think it's cool to aspire to be a rich man?
Jiu Ye was forced into this situation. As a member of the royal family, who wouldn't dream of wielding world power and sleeping with beautiful women? (Even if he didn't say it, he'd definitely enjoy such a life. Forget about being indifferent. If he were to say he was indifferent, let's try going hungry, being poorly clothed, working as a farmhand for a landlord, unable to marry, and then having children, only to have his daughters "forcibly abducted"—given that this dynasty opposes officials engaging in certain entertainment activities, it's possible that men could be forcibly abducted. See if he could still be indifferent. The indifference of those in power isn't what everyone imagines.)
I just regret that I was not born at the right time!
He ranked low among his brothers. His personal image wasn't great. His birth mother's rank was tied with the four other concubines. His abilities weren't particularly outstanding either. He also had the misfortune of having an incredibly aggressive father, making the job of an ambitious man unsuitable. None of the above was the main reason. He regretted his youthful innocence, his naivete, and his lack of support. He was lukewarm towards the Crown Prince for a momentary gratification, and his future was hopeless.
Jiu Ye was very sad. When he was still very young, he was too busy enjoying himself to weigh the pros and cons of the future. When he finally had the chance to weigh them, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Coincidentally, he had a good relationship with his starling, who also looked very promising. They could stick together and keep each other warm. I guess the second brother couldn't do anything to them, right?
To explain: At that time, the boss hadn't been circled yet. If anything happened, the boss would definitely be the first to be vented, and Jiu Ye was very relieved.
When the eldest brother was trapped, the situation was a bit serious, but it was not a big deal, because there was still the starling. Unexpectedly, the starling was not enough for the old man to deal with, and Yunsi himself also restrained himself, so Yunlu was a little panicked.
The crown prince ascended the throne, and this panic reached its peak. How would he step on others? This family has a very good memory, especially when it comes to things that make them unhappy. Jiu Ye always remembers the contemptuous look his second brother gave him when he was a child. Contempt is good! As his second brother grew older and became more arrogant, contempt has changed to ignoring!
Childhood shadow!
If Jiu Ye knew that his second brother was obsessed with looks, uh, maybe he would hate him even more.
In short, this second brother didn't like him. Not only did he dislike him, he also imprisoned him in the palace, under the pretext of mourning. He wouldn't let him move out of the house he'd built, forcing them to squeeze into the family compound. If he didn't behave at this point, he'd have a ready-made excuse: unfilial, jumping around before the anniversary of his father's death.
Yunlu weighed the pros and cons, calculated the time, and decided to find a way out before his second brother made up his mind to let him set up the backdrop. He was also a man with a sense of family responsibility!
Yunluo sighed and said, "I am at the mercy of others, what can I do?" If it were not for this reason, no matter how much he admired Qi Shi, he would not have listened to his father-in-law's words.
Even though he had long felt that Yinreng did not like him very much, they had not yet fallen out, and his dark history had not yet been exposed. If the emperor wanted to make things difficult for you, you could only endure it.
Of course, sitting still and waiting for death wasn't Jiu Ye's style, hence his contact with Kunning Palace. He opened a drawer and pulled out a red sandalwood box. He opened it, revealing five large, shimmering pearls softly embedded in the plush cushions at the bottom. On the eleventh of next month, little Wu Yunzhu will be five years old, and as his uncle, he must show some appreciation.
I flatter you, give you gifts, and show my intentions, not that I'm just trying to be rich—how many people throughout history have protected themselves this way? Jiu Ye isn't particularly outstanding among his brothers, but he's no fool either. Who made our relationship so difficult? Who put you in control of the power of life and death?
It was just a minor dislike, not a hostile one. This jerk, Second Brother, acted like a good brother to everyone, completely impeccable. Jiu Ye could only bear it. Power was out of the question, and influence wouldn't be great either. That left him with money. Although he was the Emperor's brother and the son of his favorite concubine, he wasn't well off at the moment—age and having just been assigned a new residence, he hadn't had time to earn any money.
When the two lines of survival and development merged into one in terms of making money, Jiu Ye's fighting power finally found its direction.
That's it! He still has a family to support and children to marry. He looked at the beads again and thought about the gift list his wife had drawn up. He felt that it was about right. Yunluo closed the box. The girl was still too young, and a gift too expensive would be inappropriate. This was enough.
Work harder and get the money back from the business. Perhaps to show mercy, many officials of the Kangxi Dynasty have not yet made any moves. Yunlu's uncle's family is quite powerful in Shengjing, so he can go there to dig some ginseng and sell it, which is also a way to make money.
Open up multiple channels and every penny is good!
Yunluo fully utilized the knowledge he had acquired at the best schools and developed a detailed business plan. His country's porcelain and tea were very popular abroad, and the best tea and porcelain were currently only available in his country, creating a monopoly. Jiuye's goal was to create a monopoly within a monopoly, to control the export trade of these two products, and then... of course, Jiuye would have the final say on the price.
I'm still a little unwilling! I have to be careful when cooperating with my in-laws. It's a bit embarrassing. Yunluo clenched his fist and said, "I'm also the son of the Holy Ancestor. Even if I have to make money, I have to make it in a big way and domineeringly!"
Okay, Master Jiu, you're already lucky enough. You acted early, and your second brother is in a good mood. If you had waited another half a month, your second brother would have crippled you if you had done this little trick!
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"Why is he here again?!"
The person who was speaking was Yinreng. Ever since the Ministry of Internal Affairs submitted the application report for the preparation of matters related to the "Wanshou Festival", his patience had been getting worse, and as the date approached, his patience was getting worse.
Yinreng is such a miserable person. His birthday is his mother's death anniversary. It would be strange if he could be happy! His status is here, so he has to celebrate.
If you write provocative letters to him or say provocative words at this time, you will only be asking for trouble.
Hongdan looked up at his father, wondering what was going on. He didn't think his father was born to be a nemesis, but he knew his father had been in a bad mood recently. He would punish anyone who provoked him, and no one with any sense would bother him with anything other than government affairs.
Is there another rebellion somewhere? Or is there another official deficit? Or is there another disaster somewhere? It's no wonder he's thinking this way; these three things have been the most common occurrences in the country in recent years.
Yinreng followed Kangxi's example: the emperor attended to government affairs while the crown prince studied. After the emperor listened to government affairs and the crown prince took lessons, they would then receive training in government affairs, a kind of private tutoring. In other words, Yinreng would handle government affairs and review memorials, while Hongdan would observe, practice, and express his own thoughts. Hongdan was quite familiar with government affairs.
Yinreng was still young and his eyesight was okay, and he didn't need his son to read the memorial. Hongdan stood aside and waited for Yinreng to finish reading it, then threw it to him: "What do you think?" "Do you know this person's resume?" Hongdan looked at the memorial again and answered the questions, and Yinreng analyzed it for him again.
This time, Yinreng opened the memorial, glanced at it quickly, and threw it aside without asking Hongdan any questions.
Hongdan had no choice but to ask himself: "Ama, what is this?"
Yinreng pushed the memorial away angrily and said, "Read it yourself." When Hongdan picked it up and read it, Yinreng continued to curse, "No one in their family is worry-free!"
When Hongdan saw the handwriting, he recognized who it was. He was a vaguely familiar acquaintance: Fahai.
There are indeed people who don't care about other people's expressions! This Fahai is not that Fahai. His surname is Tong Jia, and he is the son of Tong Guogang. Hongdan has known about the deeds of the Tong family for a long time.
The saying "son resembles father" is a beautiful one, but applied to Tong Guogang's family, it's a farce! Tong Guogang's temperament was already turbulent enough. To use the objective language of the unfortunate man who wrote his epitaph and was attacked by Emperor Kangxi, he was probably brave but not wise, loyal but reckless. He was also Emperor Kangxi's uncle, which added to his arrogance and disrespect.
He had three sons. The eldest, Orondai, was a bandit whose behavior was feared by the entire court, and the other two were no better. Whenever father and son disagreed, the family would be more chaotic than the Havoc in Heaven. When Tong Guogang was alive, he disliked the eldest son, and Kangxi had no choice but to send Orondai to Guangdong, fearing that the father and son would fight each other.
After Tong Guogang's death, Fahai once again clashed with Orondei. Unlike the average son of a noble family, Fahai was a diligent and hardworking student, having passed the imperial examinations on his own. He also became a scholar-official, served in the Southern Study, and taught Yunxiang and Yunzhen.
This is a man of real ability. You should know that Kangxi was very strict about his son's education. Even if he was a cousin, he would not be allowed to teach his son if he did not have the ability.
Fahai had a good family background, good education, and a promising career. His life seemed to be going smoothly, but he had a problem. From his father's perspective, his family background was good enough, but from the perspective of his brothers, his family background was poor: his mother was a maidservant of Tong Guogang, not even a concubine.
Fahai was a well-educated man, not a scumbag, and he was quite respectful of his biological mother. When his mother died, it was only natural that he wanted her buried in the family tomb. Orondai, who had always looked down on him, would never allow his maidservant to be buried in the family tomb. As the head of the family, Orondai would never agree.
The two brothers had always been at odds, and because of this incident, their friendship turned into hatred. Fahai had been the teacher of Yunxiang and Yunzhen, and had also once instructed the emperor's grandchildren in their studies. When Xiang and Yunzhen were given titles and official positions, Fahai was retained. His work performance was evident, and Yinreng did not like Orondai, so Yinreng chose to let him go. At least he could use Fahai to show that he was not persecuting his grandmother's family.
Fahai continued to teach the prince. He was arrogant but not stupid, and his opinions were sometimes sharp. He soon discovered that the new emperor did not like Orondai that much and that his favor was definitely not as good as his.
Fahai's suppressed temper, fueled by his family's troubles, erupted, and he still wanted to secure land for his biological mother. Fahai was a learned scholar, and his eloquent memorials were so moving that Yinreng vomited blood, and the onlooker Hongdan felt dizzy. "We've all been in the underworld for so many years, who doesn't know who's behind it? Your mother was a servant!"
Yinreng didn't want to get involved in the matter. If it were a matter of arguing about propriety and morality, the ministers would have argued for months without reaching a conclusion. The learned emperor naturally understood the subtleties of this matter. Law and propriety versus human feelings: either one is right, or neither is right. It would have been fine if Fahai hadn't raised the issue, but once he did, he forced his way out of it, implying that the emperor wasn't satisfied with his love for his biological mother.
Yinreng was too lazy to bother with their family anymore, so he sent the matter directly to Orondei: You should discuss your family affairs behind closed doors. No matter who makes concessions, just be honest!
How could such a thing be so easy? Orondai absolutely refused to agree, but Fahai insisted on doing it. It was a fight!
One held a rank, the other a position, both high enough to write letters to the emperor. Their memorials went back and forth, and regardless of whether their words were ornate or not, their language was certainly sharp. At first, Yinreng had thought it was just a show. But now, his mood was so bad, he didn't even watch the show anymore.
If I had known earlier, I should have kicked Fahai out as well! Yinreng felt very regretful.
It's not too late to kick him now! Find a reason to give him an external post. Yinreng made up his mind not to be influenced by the funny brothers anymore, and he didn't need to ask Hongdan anymore: "Don't worry about them. Zhang Yushu died in Beijing. Send someone to visit his home." This was also Kangxi's way of boosting his son's popularity.
Hong Dan bowed and said, "My son obeys your order."
Below is a list of those who were appointed to the Imperial Guards. Each person's name is followed by the banner they came from, their father's identity, and their grandfather's identity. Generally speaking, to be appointed an Imperial Guard, one must be from one of the three banners. Sometimes, there are special circumstances, such as if the father had made great contributions.
This time, a man appeared on the list of guards: Jiang Qin. He had no qualifications, just a typical Eight Banners descendant. The reason he was selected was not only because his father was a captain, but also because he had an aunt who had modified the gate of Kunning Palace.
Yinreng had an amazing memory. He could remember not only his relatives but also some of his parents' deeds. He also remembered that his younger brother had a tutor: Dai Zi.
Dai Zi was wronged, and Yinreng was well aware of this. He had dealt with the old man before. Back then, Yinreng was still a graceful crown prince, well-educated, handsome, and elegant. Because of his education, Kangxi's support, and a touch of romanticism, he had a great admiration for Mr. Dai.
That’s him! Someone handed him a pillow as he dozed off, and an idea formed in Yinreng’s head.
Yinreng had endured long enough and decided to make Fahai behave once and for all. He didn't want to destroy his grandmother's family, but if they continued to make trouble, Yinreng couldn't guarantee that he would have the patience to play with them. The best way to make someone behave was to hit them hard on the things they cared about most, so as to make them depressed. Fahai was indeed well-educated and had a proud temperament. Yinreng didn't intend to do it himself, and there were not many people who could kill him.
Pointing at his nose, he said, "Your mother was born lowly, so it's normal that she can't be buried next to your father. If you bother me about this again, I'll beat you." This kind of thing was still quite difficult for Yinreng. His plan was to bring Old Man Dai back and humiliate Fahai.
Dai Zi was a senior figure in the Southern Study, not only a highly educated poet but also a master of various scientific disciplines. When he was studying, Fahai wasn't even born yet. Even more remarkable was the fact that this old man was also a tough guy. After being tricked by Nan Huairen, he packed his bags and left for Shengjing, refusing to cling to Nan Huairen again. Yinreng could clearly distinguish between the arrogance of a scholar and the arrogance of a powerful family.
In this way, Mr. Dai Zi, the exiled prisoner who had secret dealings with the Japanese, was politely invited to Qingxi Book House, where he met an old friend.
The author has something to say:
A reminder as promised: After the Second Crown Prince ascends the throne, I'll write more about government affairs. Please handle this as appropriate.
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