The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 63 There is no cure
Zhang Can was a captain, a fifth-rank military officer, while the Eastern Army Assistant was a fifth-rank civil official.

There are dozens of captains in the Beijing camp, and they are no longer worth much.

There are only a few assistant officials.

The assistant magistrate was in charge of the supplies of the Beijing camp, and even the general had to give him face, let alone a thousand-man lieutenant. What's more, Zhang Can publicly accused others of corruption, which offended them deeply. No wonder others turned against him completely.

To put it bluntly, this is Zhang Can's violation of the rules.

Corruption in officialdom is a minor matter, but the lack of rules is a major issue, and a life-threatening one.
Your own face may not be enough.

Wang Xin returned to the Jia Mansion with the young soldiers.

The young soldier opened his eyes wide. The grandeur of the Jia Mansion’s gate alone was enough to shock him.

The young man got off the horse, his steps trembling, his eyes looking for help, staring straight at his own steward, and walked into the gate of the Jia Mansion without looking back. The young man was invited by the smiling doorman to rest in the gatehouse next door.

People always need to grow.

The more you know and the more you grow.

When I came to the hall again, Jia Zheng was indeed at home.

With the completion of the Grand View Garden, all kinds of items were purchased. Jia Zheng no longer went to the government office to work. He was busy with the Grand View Garden and contacted the eunuchs in the palace to confirm the important matter of the imperial concubine's visit.

This is a major political move and represents a certain direction of the trend.

He was also the head of the Jia family of this generation. He pushed his own glory to the extreme, and there was prosperity on the eve of the bubble bursting.

So the Jia family during this period.

It is indeed a great honor.

Everyone can see the soaring momentum and everyone is willing to give it face.

I have no confidence whether I can meet Jia Zheng smoothly.

I'm afraid that the people coming and going are all nobles.

Even the hot-tempered Wang Xifeng in the inner court could make a garrison endure the humiliation and cancel the engagement with just one letter.

If it were Jia Zhen or Jia She, Wang Xin believed that these two people probably would not have the time to pay attention to him. But if it were Jia Zheng, a gentleman can be deceived because he is soft-hearted and easy to persuade.

really.

The butler came back with a smile, "Please wait a moment, Master Xin, the master will be here soon."

"Excuse me, Steward Zhou."

"Thank you, sir. It's just my duty."

"Master Xin, have some tea."

Zhou Rui retreated.

After a while, Jia Zheng came in and Wang Xin stood up to greet him.

"But what trouble did you encounter in the Beijing camp?"

Jia Zheng is quite direct.

Just ask.

Even Jia Zheng has become like this, which shows how busy the Jia family has been recently. People should be sensible. Jia Zheng is actually a good person. It is not his fault that he lacks ability, and his attitude is correct.

"It's not because of me."

Wang Xin smiled and explained Zhang Can's situation.

Jia Zheng hesitated for a moment, then asked curiously, "My brother Jia She is the one I usually deal with in the Beijing camp, so it's not easy for me to get involved. But I do want to ask you something."

"Master Zheng, please ask."

If I go to find Jia She myself, I probably won't even be able to see him, and I don't want to have too much involvement with Jia She.

Wang Xin has seen many people like Jia She.

Many people are willing to repay their favors, and not only are they willing to repay, they are also willing to maintain long-term interest relationships. However, he cannot repay the favors of people like Jia She, so he came to see Jia Zheng instead of Jia She.

So Wang Xin was very polite, not because of the Jia family, but because of Jia Zheng.

"Is it worth it?"

Wang Xin was stunned and glanced at Jia Zheng.

"This person is still your opponent, right? Is it worth wasting a favor?" Jia Zheng stroked his beard without looking at Wang Xin.

It turned out to be the case.

Wang Xin smiled and said, "I'm just a soldier. I don't know too many rules. I just need to listen to the adults. Lord Lin often taught me in Yangzhou, which benefited me a lot. I also know that if you need me one day, it will be when you guys use your weapons, and I have to rely on people like Zhang Can."

Jia Zheng frowned for a moment, then relaxed his frown and asked curiously, "Did you hear something?"

Wang Xin really didn't understand this.

Seeing this, Jia Zheng didn't care whether Wang Xin was truly ignorant or pretending to be ignorant. He said calmly, "The situation in Zhejiang is delicate. Some say we won the battle, some say we lost. There are many different opinions. Some in the court have also impeached Zhejiang General Luo Ming. Under such circumstances, I think it is best for you to stay in the Beijing camp honestly."

It shouldn’t be.

If they had lost the battle, how come Liu Tong's morale had no impact but instead increased? What went wrong?
Seeing that Wang Xin didn't say anything.

Jia Zheng, assuming Wang Xin wanted to return to the southeast, retorted, "Have you forgotten how you left Yangzhou? If it weren't for Lin Ruhai's protection, you might have been beheaded. Why bother getting involved in this mess again?"

Wang Xin sighed.

It is better to be a dog in peacetime than a man in troubled times.

I wanted peace and wanted to be a peaceful person, so I went to suppress the Japanese for the sake of peace.

"You are so young, yet you are already a Dusi, a dignified fourth-rank military officer. If you have a son in the future, even if he is unsuccessful, he can at least become a ninth-rank Baiming Sheren. Besides, how old are you?" Jia Zheng continued to advise, "You are almost certain to become a Lieutenant General in the future, and you may even become a General. In that time, you will be a Sheren or a Tongshi Sheren. If you have some potential, it will be easy for your son to inherit your father's career."

The sons of military officers of the fourth rank and above can obtain the status of Sheren.

They are the ninth-rank Baiming Sheren, the eighth-rank Jiujiu Sheren, the seventh-rank Tongshi Sheren, and the sixth-rank Zhongshu Sheren.

The benefits of being an official are not something that ordinary people can experience.

This is transcending class.

Unless the children are really incompetent and cannot even maintain their own advantages.

The complete decline of the Jia family was due to the rebellion and the confiscation of their property, not because their children were greedy for pleasure and lacked ambition.

"Go back and don't ask about this matter anymore."

Jia Zheng was unwilling to embezzle and also despised the assistant clerk, but a small captain causing trouble in the governor's mansion was a violation of the rules, so it was not a good thing to get involved in this matter, and there was also this kid Wang Xin.

Their Jia family needs to maintain stability now.

You must not get involved in the southeast vortex.

Although Wang Xin is young, he has a steady character and knows how to act in moderation. Wang Xin's future is very promising, and he might even become a governor. Jia Zheng treats him as his own son and does not keep a distance from him.

"Ok."

Jia Zheng refused, and he had no choice but to do so.

After leaving the Jia Mansion, the young soldier breathed a sigh of relief and ran out of the gatehouse.

"Dusi, shall we go back?"

The young soldier asked.

Wang Xin held the reins and said with a smile, "Go check on Zhang Can. If you can't help him, at least bring him some food."

"Oh."

The boy didn't feel anything.

On the road.

The young man went to a restaurant, bought a roast duck and a pot of wine, put them in a bamboo basket, and followed his commander to the Eastern Army Yamen. Zhang Can was imprisoned there, but no one stopped him.

Zhang Can's face was covered with blood scabs.

Locked in a utility room.

"How did you come?"

"I came to see you. I really want to give you a mirror so you can see how messed up you are."

Wang Xin smiled.

The young soldier at the side took the initiative to take out the roast duck and wine from the bamboo basket. When Zhang Can saw the food and drink, his eyes lit up. He got up without hesitation, picked up the roast duck and started to eat it, while holding the wine jug in one hand and gobbled it up.

"Slow down, no one is competing with you."

"You, although you are straightforward, you are not ignorant of propriety. Why did you cause such a big mess?"

Wang Xin said regretfully.

"I didn't expect that either. It's really disappointing."

"This imperial court is truly beyond redemption."

Zhang Can swallowed it in one gulp, almost choking himself, and then sighed.

Wang Xin was speechless.

How can you say such things?
Zhang Can is really brave.

"Many wealthy families secretly colluded with the Xiongnu, allowing them to invade and kill civilians in border areas. The Xiongnu gained wealth, and they gained territory. When pressure from above became more severe, they colluded with border troops to go out and kill local people, using their heads as a false military achievement."

"In this way, everyone is happy and everyone benefits. The entire border area is rotten. The original smuggling of contraband has become the norm of petty crimes."

"I thought the Beijing camp still had a chance."

"I was wrong after all."

"Datong Town has its own problems, and Jingying has its own problems."

"Unfortunately."

"Those people who usually talk about benevolence, righteousness, and morality, who are high and mighty, admired by us and respected by the people, yet no one speaks up for the people in the border areas. Commander, you are different from others. Tell me, what is wrong with this world?"

The young soldier silently took out the glass and poured wine for the captain.

Zhang Can drank and cursed.

When the young soldier saw that the wine glass was empty, he filled it up immediately. Zhang Can poured it into his mouth and then put it down. The two of them cooperated very well.

Wang Xin sniffed.

Rubbed his eyes.

The air in the utility room was turbid.

There is always evil in the world, and Zhang Can still lacks experience.

But if Zhang Can continues like this, he will easily lose his head.

If the head is gone, it won’t grow back.

(End of this chapter)