The Overlord of the Red Mansion

Chapter 172: Children of the Beijing Camp
Jia Rong quickly went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to ask for money.

The eunuchs in the Ministry of Internal Affairs knew Jia Rong, and they also knew that the situation in the Moon Palace had become much stricter in recent times.

Things that were not a big deal before suddenly became serious.

Although no one has died yet, several eunuch leaders in the palace have clearly felt a depressing atmosphere.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs also knew about the emperor's fainting. Since they are all units within the palace, some things spread very quickly.

The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs quickly said to Jia Rong politely, "My Lord, please take a seat! What do you want? I will do it for you right away! The emperor has already said that we should give you whatever you want."

Jia Rong sat down and said, "Give me some money. I have something important to do."

The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs bowed and smiled, "Please tell me, my Lord, how many men would you like to bring over?"

Jia Rong said, "Take twenty taels."

"Okay, two hundred thousand, no problem!" The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs quickly ordered his subordinates, "Hurry up and prepare a car to bring two hundred thousand taels for the Duke!"

Jia Rong said, "It's not two hundred thousand, it's twenty taels. Anyway, don't talk nonsense, go get it quickly and put it in the account."

The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs seemed to have heard it wrongly, "Duke...did I hear it correctly? Twenty taels?"

Jia Rong urged, "Yes, twenty taels will be enough. Go quickly. I don't want to waste time talking to you and delay the emperor's business. If you ask me, I will say that you wasted my time!"

"Yes! Yes!" The chief steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs quickly sent someone to get the money.

A few eunuchs were too lazy to go and get the money, so they just collected twenty taels and planned to get it later.

Jia Rong didn't care about that. After receiving the money, he instructed, "Write it down in the account book. Twenty taels! If the emperor asks about it, it will be your fault if it's one tael more or one tael less!"

"Yes!" The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs quickly took out a banknote he carried with him and said, "My Lord, I want to ask you something."

Jia Rong quickly took the banknote and put it in his arms. He was no longer in a hurry to do things for the emperor. He asked gently, "What is it?"

The head of the Internal Affairs Department breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Jia Rong inside and asked quietly, "What happened in the palace recently? Please tell me something, Duke."

Jia Rong said, "I can't tell you directly, but I'll just remind you that it won't hurt to be strict with your subordinates. The easier you eunuchs are to talk to your subordinates, the easier it will be for you to die."

The chief steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs still didn't understand what had happened, but he felt much more at ease after knowing what to do.

"Thank you, Duke, for telling me!"

"It's okay, I'm easy to talk to."

Jia Rong left after saying this.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, a guard came running over leading a horse.

"My Lord! The Emperor has given you a royal horse!"

When Jia Rong saw the pure white horse led by the guard, he was in a particularly good mood.

"Good horse!" Jia Rong took the reins with a smile. After riding on it, he felt that his vision was much wider than before, and he rode out quickly.

The guard knew that he could only do things for the Duke by showing off his familiarity, so he left tactfully without waiting for the Duke to reward him.

Although Jia Rong was well-known for not giving money, others did not dare to neglect this gentleman.

Sometimes if you are sick, this gentleman will really remind you.

Although he was an imperial physician, Jia Rong often treated people of lower status and was quite popular in the palace.

The good man Jia Rong soon went to the imperial guards camp with Zong Zheng.

Jia Rong's good popularity is also reflected here. When they saw that it was Jia Rong coming, several young men from the Beijing camp who were just doing their duty took the initiative to greet him.

"My lord!"

When Jia Rong saw them, he asked, "Why didn't you go out?"

"No money." Several idlers answered honestly, "The emperor distributed money a few days ago, but those who have not done enough work cannot receive it. Come here for a few days and talk about it later."

Zong Zheng didn't say anything.

Firstly, Jia Rong was in charge of this matter, and he was only responsible for checking whether the bloodline belonged to the same clan. Secondly, as an elder of the clan, he naturally knew what kind of situation the group of scoundrels in the Beijing camp were. Even his own descendants were like this and refused to go to the war.

Just because you have the same surname as the emperor doesn't mean you can get along well.

Only those people can become princes, while the rest decline from generation to generation and gradually reach the point where they need to support themselves.

It is not easy to find a job. It is very difficult to find a job in this era. The hereditary positions are given to the eldest son, and the rest have to support themselves.

Jia Rong said with a smile: "There is a job that can earn twenty taels of silver directly. Who among you wants to do it?"

After hearing this, several people shouted anxiously.

"I do!"

"My Lord, I'm coming!"

"Let me do it, Duke! I've been out with you before!"

"My Lord! I'll do it for ten taels!"

"I'll give you five taels!"

"I'll give you two taels!"

"One tael! Just give me one tael of silver! I'll do anything, whether it's beating people up or doing hard labor!"

Looking at the useless soldiers, Zong Zheng said directly: "Duke Ningguo, they are no good. They don't have the temperament of a royal family at all!"

Jia Rong laughed and said, "You can't eat temperament."

Many experienced soldiers nearby gathered around, curious about what Jia Rong was doing there.

Jia Rong got off his horse, selected something, and took out a small glass bottle from his arms, which was about the length of his index finger and as thick as a bottle cap.

Jia Rong said, "Whoever can fill this vial with blood will receive twenty taels of silver."

When hearing that it involves bloodletting, many people don't want to do it.

However, there will always be brave men when there is a big reward. Twenty taels of silver can allow an ordinary family to live for a year, and it is enough for these people to spend a day or two in the brothels and restaurants in the capital.

Someone came to do it soon. After easily filling the bottle with blood, Jia Rong took out disinfectant alcohol and white cloth to help bandage the wound.

"Go out and have some lean meat. Take the ten taels for the meal and spend as you please. Go away now. Don't wait for your brothers to borrow the money from you. I will talk to your commander and give you three days off."

The soldier who got the silver knew that he needed to be on guard against his brothers after he had the money, so he said happily, "Thank you, Duke!"

The veteran soldier quickly dropped his weapon and ran away. It was obvious that he was going to be a deserter.

Seeing this, the others rushed over.

"My Lord! Do you want more? Use mine!"

"The Duke wants mine! My family is waiting for the money to buy rice!"

"My mother wants to eat meat!"

Jia Rong said directly: "Wait until next time. I will come back in two or three days. You can rest well first. When I go back, I will tell the emperor to improve your food so that you can eat a piece of meat every day!"

Hundreds of soldiers nearby cheered excitedly and almost knelt down to Jia Rong.

Among all the business commanders in history, Jia Rong was the best to them.

Jia Rong did what he said and quickly went back to deliver medicine to the emperor and the prince. He also talked about improving the food allowances and arranging for military doctors to conduct physical examinations.

The emperor naturally had no objection and directly let Jia Rong take charge of the matter.

The royal family members were originally the blood bank of the emperor, and now the five thousand young men from the Beijing garrison really became the blood bank.

It has to be from your own family to have flavor.

Although it was a bit unethical, Jia Rong also promoted the development of military medical technology. The emperor had no objection, and the children of the Beijing camp had no objection. Everyone has a bright future.

(End of this chapter)