As soon as Jia Baoyu saw the door, he immediately said: "Sister Lin, don't you understand my thoughts too?"

"What are you thinking about? Aren't you thinking about your good sister and sister?" Lin Daiyu said coldly.

"Why I say I hope all the good sisters can be together is because I know that this court, this world, this Jia family will decline sooner or later. If we people don't find a way out, sooner or later we will end up in nothing."

The earth is so clean." Jia Baoyu sighed.

When Lin Daiyu heard this, her heart trembled violently.

In fact, with her ice and snow intelligence, couldn't she still see that the Jia family was in decline?

Although Jia Zhen and Jia She, the two biggest scourges, are gone outside, there are still many servants digging up the big tree in Jia Mansion.

The houses in each house are also extravagant and extravagant, and they still try their best to talk about all kinds of ostentation.

It's as if Wang Xifeng wanted to cut back on manpower and dismiss slaves, but Mrs. Wang didn't allow it.

The reason is that the ancestor's appearance is not good-looking, which makes people see the decline of the Jia family.

Wang Xifeng had no choice but to maintain it with difficulty.

Naturally, Lin Daiyu didn't know that Jia Rong's business had picked up, and it was not difficult to maintain the Jia family's expenses.

But Jia Baoyu wouldn't say this to her either.

Because the crisis of the Jia family is not only about money, but also the members of the Jia family who are constantly doing evil things and accumulating hatred.

Sure enough, as soon as the grand narrative came, Lin Daiyu no longer cared about what Jia Baoyu said just now.

She quickly asked, "Have you come up with any solution?"

Jia Baoyu sighed again and said: "The solution is to look through all the classics and history, read all the humanistic history, and finally found only two words: revolution*."

"The restoration of destiny, the revolution of Tang and Wu?" Lin Daiyu is a talented scholar after all, so she still knows this kind of allusion.

"Yes, only by refreshing the entire court can we save our Jia family." Jia Baoyu said seriously.

"Why, isn't the biggest problem of the Jia family making ends meet?" After all, Lin Daiyu was limited by her knowledge and information and could not see the deeper problem.

"No, the Jia family's problem seems to lie in our own home, but in fact it lies in the court. Even if we clean up the interior, if the court is still dark, then our situation will still be a mess. In the end, the whole world will still be in a mess.

We must be buried together." Jia Baoyu shook his head.

Lin Daiyu was extremely smart. She thought about it carefully and finally understood.

Jia Baoyu said vividly: "We are sitting on a boat now. No matter how strong the boat is, if it enters the vast ocean and there are strong winds and waves, the boat will eventually capsize. If we want the boat to calm down, we must drive the boat to the dock."

Anchor and dock."

"Where is this harbor? How can you refresh the court?" Lin Daiyu had no idea that she was actually discussing with Jia Baoyu the major matter of rebelling against the nine implicated tribes, but she was a wise woman and would never say this to anyone.

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"Burn glass."

"Glass? Is it the glass in Western glazed mirrors?" Lin Daiyu still knew about that kind of mirror, because Jia Baoyu had a large dressing mirror that was as tall as a person.

"Yes, it can make people transparent and make the house bright. Everyone can see others doing things, and everyone will have something to do. There will no longer be a dark place. If the court is bright, our place will also be bright."

In fact, Zhao Han is just talking nonsense here.

Transparent offices cannot solve this court problem.

If you want to solve the problems in the court, you must solve them materially.

For example, why there are so many bandits? In the final analysis, it is because of land annexation. After land annexation, people will lose their jobs.

After losing their jobs, the small-scale peasant society with extremely low mobility cannot provide enough jobs to absorb these landless farmers.

They had no work to do and no food to eat, so they had no choice but to rebel.

There are bandits everywhere, and the Jia family is in this bandit environment. How can their village farm safely and pay enough land rent?

So much so that Jia Zhen lamented, "How can people have a good time this year?"

Lin Daiyu felt that Jia Baoyu was trying to trick himself. Can the court's problems be solved by being transparent?

Then she thought that the other party was using a metaphor.

Burnt glass refers to something that is difficult to say.

What happened?

By the way, people need to work to burn glass, and if someone works, they can take away the people who have no food to eat.

If everyone has food to eat, will the world still be in chaos?

You must know that Lin Daiyu was born in a family of officials. Although she didn't want to pay attention to these things, Jia Baoyu understood it with a metaphor.

After listening to Jia Baoyu's nonsense, Lin Daiyu felt much better.

Because she knows that Jia Baoyu no longer only thinks about the romantic life in front of him, only thinks about reciting poems and painting, and does not care about real life as before.

In short, the other party is giving her a hope.

"Now that my sister has woken up, these words can only come out of my mouth and reach your ears. They cannot be spoken to outsiders." Jia Baoyu promptly ordered.

"I can handle this naturally, as long as you don't say it to a good sister again." In the end, Lin Daiyu still did not let go of what Jia Baoyu said to Xue Baochai.

Alas, this girl is really difficult to deal with.

Zhao Han is a woman herself, but she really doesn’t understand women, because every woman in the Red Mansion is like water, changing in countless ways.

Someone like her is just a stone.

Of course I can’t understand water.

Jia Baoyu stood up and said, "I'm going to do my work first, and I'll come back to visit my sister later."

Lin Daiyu stood up and threw a knitted handkerchief to him: "Next time I speak, wipe your face."
Chapter completed!