Chapter 320 Volume C: National Affairs and Family Affairs
“Master, it’s time to rest.” When Xiangling brought a cup of red date and lotus seed soup, Feng Ziying realized that it was already late.
Fang Youdu’s literary talent is good, but he still lacks some experience. However, he wrote too much about the case and the plot, making it a bit top-heavy.
This is not a story novel, but a political article. The case should be concise and concise, and the discussion should be detailed and appropriate, highlighting the key points.
Uncle Fang probably vomited three liters of blood when he saw him drastically deleting his painstaking work, but there was no other way. If it weren't for the fact that the first issue needed some explosive points to stimulate the desire to read, he wouldn't even want to use articles like the Ministry of Criminal Justice case.
The number of words must be compressed. The key is to make the meaning to be expressed clearly, that is, to clearly explain the problems exposed in this case and the suggestions given. This will achieve the purpose.
"Internal Reference" currently only remains in Feng Ziying's heart, and there is still a long way to go to truly form a political newspaper and periodical that can last for a long time.
Xu Xie’s article is still in preparation, and it’s obvious that he attaches great importance to it.
I don’t know if there is some misunderstanding. This kind of attention exceeds Feng Ziying’s expectation, but Feng Ziying doesn’t care.
All in all, this emphasis will be rewarded in the future. They think they represent Qi Yongtai and Qiao Yingjia, but they will soon realize that although Qi Shi and Qiao Shi are their strong backing, so are themselves.
This feeling will gradually form a habit for them, and then they will truly realize their own weight. This will take a while, but it is an irreversible process.
In addition to Xu Xie and Fang Youdu's articles, Feng Ziying also assigned Zheng Chongjian the task of making a comprehensive assessment of the military affairs of the three sides, asking him to collect the military generals' deployment, military pay, food and armaments of the three sides and four towns since the first year of Yonglong. Supplementary articles will be written on the prominent internal military issues in the four towns and the internal changes among the Tatars in the Hetao area.
This article stumped Zheng Chongjian, because the information was messy and contained information from all aspects. The Ministry of War's Staff Division compiled it. Of course, some information from Long Jinwei and the Ministry of Punishment's Shaanxi Division could also be retrieved, but this was too complicated. Well, how to evaluate the description is simply clueless.
Zheng Chongjian said that this article was impossible to write, but when Feng Ziying gave him a clear theme, everything became extremely simple.
It is indeed very simple. It is simple to give a proposition and then collect evidence consistent with this proposition from the massive amount of information.
If it is not enough, you can also collect some from Long Jinwei and the Shaanxi Division of the Ministry of Punishment, or even write directly to the Shaanxi Dusi and Xingdu Division to understand the situation in a targeted manner.
This is almost cheating, but the premise is that you must be sure that something is really going to happen, otherwise the disaster will be considerable.
However, the news from her father was enough for Feng Ziying to confirm that Ningxia Town was now in a state of almost out of control.
Shi Guangjue was frantically trying to make money, even to the point of being desperate. I wonder if he ever thought about whether he would still have his life to enjoy it even if he could get back the one hundred thousand taels of silver he paid.
As my father said, Ningxia Town is like a paper lantern. It still looks very bright on the outside, but if you poke it lightly, there will be a hole. If you poke it a few more times, it may be riddled with holes and leaking air everywhere. .
The problem is that Ningxia Town faces the strong winds of the Tatars from the north. Once this wind blows in, the fire will be extinguished.
Feng Ziying is almost waiting for this to happen with an almost anxious and expectant attitude.
He had also thought about whether he could give an early warning before, but it was only for military affairs and nothing else. If he suggested it rashly, he might not be able to achieve his goal and would put himself at a disadvantage. He was not a refined egoist, but he was not willing to take risks. To reveal something at one's own risk.
So such an article may turn into a prophetic piece of advice in the end, which will help myself and Zheng Chongjian make huge profits, but it may not have much of an early warning effect now.
Hands gently pressed Feng Ziying’s temples. Well, she felt a little nervous and unfamiliar. Naturally, it was Xiang Ling and not Yun Shang.
Xiang Ling integrated into the Feng family smoothly. Both the Duan family and the Duan family liked Xiang Ling's appearance and personality. Feng Ziying even knew that even Yunshang was a little jealous.
In just one to twenty days, he could "win the favor". Of course, this "favor" was fortunately his mother's and not his own. Yun Shang could still accept it, but it also showed how popular Xiang Ling was, with his gentle and honest nature. .
He is already over fifteen years old. According to the calculation of men in this era, he is already sixteen years old, but of course he is not yet sixteen years old.
Xiangling is one year older than him. She is a real sixteen-year-old girl. She is only a little more than one year older than Yun Shang, but she can tell from her body curve that she is much more attractive than Yun Shang. few.
Hmm, it should be said that during the years when Xiangling was abducted by human traffickers, she was not treated badly and she developed well.
“Xiang Ling, are you used to living in our house?” Feng Ziying was too busy during this period and basically didn’t care about things in the house, so she didn’t ask much about Xiang Ling’s living situation.
Going out early and coming back late for a month in a row, connecting with these classmates in various ministries, monasteries, and monasteries is equivalent to a kind of advance communication, but it is also an appointment for manuscripts, and it also requires some communication with colleagues in the Hanlin Academy.
Of course, he didn’t say it clearly, he just asked the other party to learn more and collect some relevant information, saying that in the future, the Hanlin Academy might be used as a “preparation consultant for the secretariat”.
"Well, thank you for your concern. I am very good. Sister Yunshang is very good to me. My wife and concubine also take good care of me." Xiangling told the truth, "I just want to stay like this for the rest of my life."
Although Baochai was originally very kind to her in the Xue family, the Xue family was always in an unstable state. Uncle Xue and his family were all living in Jia's house due to the things he was burdened with. And the girl may face getting married, all of which are full of uncertain variables.
After being homeless for so many years since childhood, Xiangling could endure anything else except longing for a stable life.
Her only hobby is reading. If she could read, write or even write poetry in her spare time, that would be her biggest wish.
And now it seems that all this is waving to her faintly here.
Life here in the Feng Mansion is very good, and she and Yun Shang get along well with each other, and there is not much work. This man also leaves early and comes home late. He is not as troublesome as the second master Bao in the Jia Mansion, nor is he too busy. Unlike Uncle Xue, who is as ridiculous and reckless as he is, this man is just like the most standard literati.
It's just that I heard that this gentleman doesn't like poems and poems, which makes Xiangling a little regretful. But according to Yun Shang, this gentleman can actually write poems and poems, but he feels that writing poems and poems is a waste of time. He wants to stabilize the country. Big deal.
Thinking about it, I go in and out of the Hanlin Academy all the time. That is where the top scholars and scholars are. When they are in their position, how can they think about reciting poems and composing poems?
"Haha, isn't this how a lifetime will pass?" Feng Ziying laughed, "And it will get better and better. Are you still worried that something else will happen?"
Xiang Ling said quietly: "I don't know that I have enjoyed some blessings in the past ten years or two years with Miss Bao, but the days ahead are precarious, and I don't know when bad luck will come. However, Miss Bao will always leave the court. No one knows who she will marry into or what her husband will be like. She is like a duckweed like a slave and Ying'er..."
No wonder this girl is a bookworm, and her speech is also literate, but it suits Feng Ziying's taste.
Hearing Xiang Ling talk about his past, Feng Ziying couldn't help but ask: "Then do you still remember your old things?"
"It's been more than ten years, and I can't recall most of them. I only remember having a mother, but..." Xiangling's eyes turned red again, "And I don't know the specific location of the slave kidnapping,..."
"There is no need to rush. Although these clues are more than ten years apart, if we search carefully, we may not be able to find some clues."
Feng Ziying is not lying. Just knowing a general idea is probably not easy to find these days. Moreover, in the south, it takes several months to send a letter. Besides, it is not that easy to use the power of the government. , I am a bit light as a bastard, but asking others for help seems a bit fussy.
But after all, there is this clue, and with some marks in the book, it is not difficult to find it.
"Really? Master, can you really find this slave's family?" Xiangling was so surprised that her voice even trembled. She couldn't help but kneel in front of Feng Ziying, "If I can find your family, this slave will be happy for the rest of her life." It’s hard to repay him even if his body is broken into pieces.”
"How can you repay me if you are broken into pieces? Just serve me well." Feng Ziying saw the girl kowtowing as soon as she knelt down, so she quickly supported her. The ground was made of blue bricks with thin skin and tender flesh. She was willing to give up the black and blue, but she was still reluctant to give up.
"I'm not fooling you. I think you can find it, but it may take some effort and effort. After all, in the south, I don't have that many connections now, so I still have to ask for help. Besides, you have been here for more than ten years. It’s not what happened before, and I don’t know how many times the officials in those places have changed, so we have to take our time.”
Feng Ziying only thinks that there will be no problem, but in reality, no one dares to guarantee it, so she has to speak up first and don't let the other party have too high hopes. In the end, it will be hurt if there is no good result.
(End of this chapter)