Facts have proved that opportunities will only be given to those who are prepared and the lucky European emperor.
If you don't have European ancestry, you'd better prepare honestly, maybe one day the opportunity will come.
The matter of Cui's family soon spread in the circle of friends of the Chongzhou gentry, and they caught a lot of people who were envious, jealous and hated.
A group of people who were still trembling at first, are now scratching their heads and thinking about how to get a piece of the pie.
I don't want to get the same treatment as Cui's, but I should share a little bit of soup slag!
The gentry and the like are used to trying to figure out people's hearts.
Jiang Pengji didn't need to speak clearly, just let out a little bit of wind, and they could smell it.
Because of the exploitation of farmland and the sale of slaves, she relied on the powerful soldiers in her hand, and cruelly attacked the boss of the Chongzhou aristocratic family.
Now that Mrs. Cui was rushing to send it to the farmhouse, she smiled again, greatly commended Mrs. Cui, and even intended to vigorously support Mr. Cui's upper position.
What does this mean
This shows that Jiang Pengji wants to take back the farmland belonging to the common people. If she doesn't give it to her, she keeps people locked up to see who can spend it.
If Jiang Pengji is strong, under the oppression of survival, the gentry will definitely hold a tight group and work together to be tough with her.
However, Cui chose to rely on Jiang Pengji, and they also gained huge benefits, far exceeding their efforts.
As a result, the gentry murmured in their hearts.
It is better to fight for a win-win situation than to kill a thousand enemies and lose 800, so that neither side can come down from power.
Of course, most of the people who have this kind of thinking are from the same family background. As for those nobles who pride themselves on being noble, they would rather not bend.
Want them to be soft
That's ok, let Jiang Pengji come to the door to invite them personally, let's not talk about the hut, why do you have to go back and forth twice to give them enough face, otherwise we won't talk about it. With this idea in mind, the Chongzhou gentry circle of friends has produced different voices, and naturally it is impossible to form a group.
"With kindness to build virtue, with Yan Shuwei, to show merit with rewards, and to punish wrongs, this is the way of the emperor." Qi Guanrang finished his work and leisurely cooked tea for himself. Hearing the subordinate's reply, he smiled and said yes. Jiang Pengji said, "My lord's methods have become more mature."
Jiang Pengji snorted, and although she didn't say anything, the corners of her raised mouth still revealed her mood.
Qi Guan let him know that his lord was in a good mood.
This expression is very similar to his daughter's little pride when she is commended by her parents.
Jiang Pengji felt that her subordinates seemed to have misunderstood her, and she whitewashed herself, "Be upright, and do things right. Your lord is not the kind of stubborn character who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back? If it can reduce trouble, I will Wouldn't bother to do it."
Qi Guan made a smile without saying a word.
He had known Jiang Pengji for more than six years, and he could even be said to have watched her grow up. How could he not be aware of her changes
Jiang Pengji is not in a hurry now, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, laughing at the group of fish below who are constantly fighting for their interests.
The aristocratic family who had been placed under house arrest by her was also stunned.
In their script, Jiang Pengji should be boycotted by the Chongzhou nobility, put pressure on her, and force her to surrender.
When Jiang Pengji can't resist, she will lift their house arrest, and they can take the opportunity to guide public opinion and cleanse themselves at one time.
Who can tell them what's going on now
Why is what happened in reality completely different from what they saw in the script
A loud bang broke the sad atmosphere.
The people who were still sobbing in a low voice were too frightened to speak.
The gloomy and heavy mourning hall is covered with white flags and white silk, and a coffin made of golden nanmu is placed in the center.
Because the whole clan was under house arrest in the clan's land, not only could they not be able to hold happy weddings, but they could even bury their spirits.
After some inquiries, I learned that the clan of Chongzhou was swaying, and the grumpy clan elder directly attacked on the spot and threw the cup in anger.
"Liu's Shuzi! Bullying is too much!"
The old man with white beard and hair was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack, and the muscles on his face twitched strangely.
"Old clan, what should I do now? Liu Ximing obviously doesn't want to let me go easily, could it be that she keeps us under house arrest, so that the master can't go to the ground for peace? Now it has been delayed for more than 20 days. The grievance of the deceased husband is hard to dispel—"
The lady who became a widow wears mourning clothes, sackcloth and filial piety, with tears in her eyes, and her pitiful demeanor adds to her charm.
The old man said viciously, "Even if the resentment is hard to dissipate, it is still looking for Liu Xi to seek revenge, why are you panicking? The women are just ignorant, shut your mouth! This fellow Liu Xi understands that he wants to rob, but once he is soft, the consequences will be unimaginable. Can you afford such a big thing?"
The lady has always had no opinion. Her husband spoiled his concubine and killed his wife, and she did not dare to fight for herself.
Now that her husband-in-law has passed away, there is no child under her knees, and she is even more helpless. As a clan elder, she is scolded and scolded by the clan elders in public.
In a daze, she glanced at the coffins placed in the hall and cried even more miserably.
Not for the loss of her husband, but for her dark and unknown future.
With no children under her knees, her husband died, and her direct line was left behind, she was no longer a clan wife.
Similar scenes were staged in various houses. One by one, Jiang Pengji scolded Jiang Pengji, probably clutching the property in his hand and refusing to let go.
Jiang Pengji didn't pay much attention to it. With Cui's nomination certificate, she received a lot of "nomination papers" in the next few days.
The land obtained is not fertile, but it is more than enough for training troops, building barracks, and setting up paper-making workshops.
As for Tuntian, she took her own people to go on a field trip.
With reference to the situation of the border and the geography of various places, four places were selected as the key county towns of Tuntian.
Because of the house arrest of several great clansmen in Chongzhou, job vacancies appeared in many places. After Jiang Pengji picked them up, they would either throw them to the little clansmen who came to take refuge, and give them a taste of the benefits, or place their own trained personnel to keep them in their posts. Practice your hands.
After some beating and benevolence, Chongzhou's weather took on a new look.
If you don't agree, kill him. Whoever thinks he has nine lives can come and see if she can kill.
Without this as a basis, who would buy her account
Jiang Pengji ruthlessly rectified the forces in Chongzhou, pulling a group to fight a group, and then cultivated his own forces, and had a lot of fun.
"As the situation continues, the Chongzhou gentry will be severely damaged."
Wei Ci received the news and was not surprised at all.
Tsk - think of Hu Jun in her previous life, she did it even more ruthlessly.
Surrounded by night, blood-washing the gentry.
A major case that shocked the government and the public.
At that time, the prestige of the imperial court had been reduced to the bottom, and the imperial court and Chinese martial arts were shiing each other's responsibilities, which made her take advantage of it instead.
For such a big thing, there are countless people who crusade and condemn her, but in the end there is no shit.
In contrast, in Chongzhou, only a few leaders of the nobility died, and it was the ancestral graves that burned the incense.
"Hey, this behavior is really..." Shao Guang, who was beside him, sighed while holding the bamboo slip, and suddenly lowered his voice again, "But it's really refreshing!"