Chapter 894

Facts have proved that opportunities will only be given to those who are prepared and the European emperor who is lucky.

If you don't have European descent, you'd better make preparations honestly. Maybe one day the opportunity will come.

Cui's story soon spread among the circle of friends of the gentry in Chongzhou. They envy, envy and hate people and catch a large number of them.

A group of people who were still trembling are now scratching their ears and thinking about how to get a share.

I don't want to get the same treatment as Cui, but at least share some soup residue!

The gentry are used to trying to figure out people's hearts.

Jiang Pengji didn't have to speak clearly. Just let out a little wind, and they could smell it.

Because of the exploitation of farmland and houses and the slave trade, she ruthlessly attacked the leaders of Chongzhou aristocratic family with strong soldiers in her hands.

Now Cui is in a hurry to send her to Tian Zhai. She smiles again, greatly praises Cui, and even intends to vigorously support Cui to the top.

What does that mean?

This shows that Jiang Pengji wants to take back the people's fields and houses. If she doesn't give them to her, she keeps people locked up to see who can consume who.

If Jiang Pengji is strong, under the oppression of survival, the gentry will definitely hold together and work together to be hard with her.

However, Cui chose to join Jiang Pengji, and they also gained great benefits, far exceeding their efforts.

In this way, the gentry murmured in their hearts.

It is better to strive for a win-win situation than to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, making both sides unable to come down.

Of course, most of those who have this idea are of the same family background. As for those scholars who boast of being noble, they would rather not bend.

Want them to be soft?

Yes, let Jiang Pengji come to the door and invite her in person. I don't want to say that she has to go back and forth twice to save face for them, otherwise there will be no talk. With such an idea, Chongzhou aristocratic circle of friends produced a different voice, and naturally they couldn't hold together.

"To cultivate virtue by kindness, to cultivate prestige by Yan, to reward meritorious deeds, and to stop wrongdoing by punishment are the ways of the emperor." After finishing his business, Qi Guan asked him to cook tea for himself leisurely. When he heard the reply from the bottom man, he smiled and said to Jiang Pengji, "the Lord's means are becoming more and more familiar."

Jiang Pengji hummed. Although she didn't say anything, the raised corners of her mouth still exposed her mood.

Qi guanrang knew that his Lord was in a good mood.

This expression is like the little pride of his daughter when she was praised by her parents.

Jiang Pengji felt that her subordinates seemed to have some misunderstanding about her. She told herself, "it's better to be straight and behave well. Your Lord is not the stubborn character who doesn't hit the south wall and don't look back. If flexibility can reduce trouble, I won't disdain to do it."

Qi Guan made me laugh but not speak.

He had known Jiang Pengji for more than six years, and even watched her grow up. How could he not know her changes?

Jiang Pengji is not in a hurry now. She sits down at the Diaoyutai and smiles at the constant disputes among a group of fish for interests.

Her family, previously under house arrest, was also stunned.

In their script, Jiang Pengji should be boycotted by Chongzhou gentry, put pressure on her and force her to be soft.

When Jiang Pengji can't resist, she will lift their house arrest, and they can take the opportunity to guide public opinion and wash themselves at one time.

Who can tell them what's going on now?

Why is what happens in reality completely different from the script they see?

A loud bang broke the sad atmosphere.

The people who had been sobbing in a low voice were too frightened to say anything.

The gloomy and heavy mourning hall is full of white flags and White Damask, and a coffin made of golden Phoebe is placed in the center.

Because the whole family is under house arrest in the family land, they can not only do white happiness, but even bury their souls.

After some inquiry, he learned that Chongzhou gentry's wavering position, the grumpy old clan directly broke out on the spot and threw his cup in anger.

"Liu's upright son! Deceive people too much!"

The old man with white hair and beard was so angry that he was going to have a heart attack, and the muscles on his face twitched strangely.

"Old clan, what should we do now? Liu Ximing doesn't want to let us go easily. Can she keep us under house arrest so that the master can't settle down? It's been delayed for more than 20 days now. I'm afraid the resentment of his dead husband can't be dispelled -"

The widowed lady was dressed in mourning clothes, dressed in linen and filial piety, with tears in her eyes, and her pitiful demeanor added three points to her charm.

The old man of that clan said fiercely, "even if the resentment can't be eliminated, it's also looking for Liu Xi for revenge. What are you worried about? Women's family just don't know. Shut your mouth! Liu Xi obviously wants to rob. Once he is soft, the consequences will be unimaginable! Can you afford such a big event?"

The lady has never been independent. Her husband dotes on her concubine and destroys her wife. She doesn't dare to fight for anything for herself.

Now her husband is dead and there is no child under her knee. She is wandering and helpless. As a religious woman, she is scolded and abused by the family elders in public.

In a daze, she looked at the coffins placed in the hall and cried even more sadly.

She doesn't cry for losing her husband, she cries for her dark and unknown future.

There are no children under her knees, her husband is dead, and her lineage falls aside. She is no longer a religious woman.

Similar scenes were staged in various houses. Jiang Pengji was scolded one by one. She just covered her land and refused to let go.

Jiang Pengji didn't care much. With Cui's investment certificates, she received many "investment certificates" in the next few days.

The land obtained is not fertile, but it is more than enough for military training, military barracks and paper mills.

As for the reclamation of farmland, she took her own people to the field investigation.

With reference to the situation of the border and the geography of various places, four counties were selected as the key counties for tuntian.

Because several Chongzhou gentry were under house arrest, job vacancies appeared in many places. After Jiang Pengji picked and chose, she either threw them to the little gentry who took refuge to taste the sweetness, or put in the hands trained by herself to practice at their posts.

After a beating and kindness, Chongzhou's weather took on a new look.

If you don't accept it, you can kill anyone who thinks she has nine lives. You can come and have a try.

Without this, who will buy her account?

Jiang Pengji had a good time rectifying the forces in Chongzhou, pulling one group to fight another, and then cultivating her own forces.

"If this situation continues, the scholars in Chongzhou are afraid to lose their vitality."

Weici was not surprised when he received the news.

Tut - think of Hujun in her previous life. She did it even harder.

Surround the gentry at night and wash them with blood.

A big case shocked the government and the public.

At that time, the prestige of the imperial court had been reduced to the bottom, and the civil and military forces of the imperial court prevaricated each other, but let her pick up a bargain.

There were countless people who denounced her for such a big thing. In the end, nothing happened.

In contrast, only a few leading gentry sheep died in Chongzhou. It was the ancestral grave burning Gaoxiang.

"Alas, such behavior is really..." Shao Guang, holding the bamboo slips, sighed, and suddenly whispered, "but it's really refreshing!"