Dajin royal family

Chapter 332 Daddy
Zhao Wangfu.

Concubine Zhao has already learned about Jiang Chengxiao's appointment as Hebei recruiter. Although she is very reluctant for her child to go outside to fight, she is also aware of the current situation of the Jin family, so there is nothing she can do.

When Jiang Chengxiao came back, he had to tell him face to face that life comes first and bandit suppression comes second.

"Brother, there are so many good fighters in the court, why did His Majesty let you go?"

Le Ping led Jiang Chengxiao to meet Zhao Wang in the study, and the two brothers and sister chatted on the way.

Hearing his sister's words, Jiang Chengxiao was about to reach out and rub her little head, but then remembered that she had grown up, so he withdrew his hand.

"It is true to say so, but His Majesty is not worried about those people."

Le Ping said in a low voice: "It's really complicated."

Jiang Chengxiao couldn't help laughing, "You don't have to worry about these things, your brother is here, and you have your brother to think about these things."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Leping's face.

"That's right, I don't want these anymore."

The two brothers and sisters talked and laughed and walked to the front of the study.

"Brother, I'm going back to accompany my sister-in-law. Come over to have dinner as soon as you finish talking with your father."

"it is good."

Jiang Chengxiao turned around and came to the study, the veiled guard guarding the study door bowed and opened the door.

Walking into the study, King Zhao knelt and sat in front of the couch, looking extremely quiet.

When he got close, Jiang Chengxiao didn't say anything, but silently bowed three times and bowed nine times.

Zhao Wang opened his eyes, and a slight smile flickered across his mouth.

"sit down."

Jiang Chengxiao nodded, raised his hem with both hands, and knelt in front of King Zhao.

"When you were born, the imperial doctor in the palace told me that there is only one choice between the princess and the child."

Zhao Wang stretched out his hand to pour tea for Jiang Chengxiao, talking about the past.

"Before you were born, many children died in the palace, and there was no boy. Your mother told me that she would give me a boy."

Speaking of this, Zhao Wang showed a trace of sadness on his face.

"She chose to keep you safe."

"Actually, I hesitated at that time, and I often regretted it. If I had been firmer and let the imperial doctor save your mother, maybe she would have survived."

"But because of my hesitation, your mother made up her mind. Later, when I held your mother's cold body, I realized at that moment that I regretted it."

"At that time, it was a critical period for the extermination of Chen, and because of your mother's death, I chose to neglect you. Because I gave up on my son very early, a Taoist priest once told me that I have killed too much in my life, and there will be no Even if there are sons and heirs, it will be difficult to survive the weak crown."

"I think that Taoist is right. After you, all are daughters. In addition to your weak health, I have already acquiesced to this matter."

King Zhao sighed softly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"It may be that Zheng's prayers to the Buddha every day have touched the Buddha. You really survived."

"Aniang is very kind to me." Jiang Chengxiao said.

Zheng Shi really treated him as his own, no matter how bad his attitude was before, Zheng Shi didn't say anything.

Looking back on himself at that time now, Jiang Chengxiao feels that he was lucky to meet a mother like Zheng Shi.

If it were another stepmother, she would have been beaten to death long ago.

After all, with his body like his, it is not surprising that he died of illness.

On this point, Zhao Wang also agrees.

"In the future, you must respect her and protect her well."

"My son understands."

Zhao Wang smiled, and continued: "In the future, if you want to change your name, you can change it. It's really not a good name."

Jiang Chengxiao shook his head.

"No, I don't plan to change my name. This name can remind me that it was my mother who made me perfect with her life, and it was Aniang who saved me with her patience."

Zhao Wang nodded, "Okay, it's good that you think so."

The slight sun falls on the table, and the smoke of sandalwood and the heat of tea are intertwined.

A quiet study room with a heavy atmosphere.

"After all, you have grown up. When you were young, although you had a lot of things in your heart, you were always reckless. But since your health improved, you are no longer reckless. You have become very calm and very like your heart. There are many things hidden behind it."

"When I came back that year, I even suspected that you were not my son anymore, and you didn't look like a child anymore."

"Later, I had a dream about your mother. Although she didn't say anything, I think it was a reminder from her. She probably wanted to tell me that she has been secretly guarding you."

"Perhaps your sudden enlightenment was also done by your mother."

Having said that, Zhao Wang showed a smile.

Jiang Chengxiao was secretly startled, his performance back then was indeed somewhat beyond the stability of a weak crowned person.

"Mother has never seen me in a dream." Jiang Chengxiao whispered.

He had seen the portrait of Xiao Ruyin, and through the narration of Xiao Tong, Zhao Wang and others, a vague impression of a mother gradually began to form.

"Maybe she thinks it's not the right time yet." Wang Zhao comforted her.

Jiang Chengxiao nodded and said, "The last time I went to Jiangnan to investigate the Nanlianghui, I met my uncle."

"Xiao Tong?"

"Yes."

Zhao Wang frowned and reminded: "You have to be careful about this Xiao Tong, this person is not an ordinary person."

"What does daddy mean by that?"

Hearing that he called him father, King Zhao was a little surprised, but he was still very happy.

"Your mother and Xiao Tong are siblings, both of them are descendants of Xiao Liang's royal family, when I went south."

"So, my uncle is likely to have something to do with Nanliang?" Jiang Chengxiao was slightly surprised.

He was intercepting and killing members of the Nanliang Society in Yuzhang County at that time.

Zhao Wang nodded, "Ninety-nine are not far from ten. Although the world is unified, the people's hearts are not unified, especially those people in the south, their hearts are dark."

"My son knows."

Zhao Wang smiled faintly, "I believe you can do well."

Jiang Chengxiao was silent for a moment, and said, "Do you have to stay?"

"must."

"Because of the late emperor's grace?"

"Yes." Zhao Wang said with emotion: "Actually, my father was just a concubine of the Duke of Jin's mansion back then, and his status in the mansion was not as good as that of a servant. Without the love of the late emperor, it would matter whether I survived or not." question."

Jiang Chengxiao can roughly understand Zhao Wang's thoughts.

Think about it, a concubine born to a concubine originally had nothing to rely on in the mansion, but now there is a concubine who loves you very much, protects you, gives you hot soup and food, teaches you how to march and fight, and teaches you how to practice martial arts.

After the son became the emperor, he loved the son even more, gave him many rewards, and gave him many opportunities to make meritorious service.

Such an elder brother, no matter who he is, I am afraid that he will have respect in his heart.

"My son understands." Jiang Chengxiao said: "After the matter is completed, they will all be the clan, and the glory and wealth will not miss them."

"Very good." Zhao Wang smiled.

Immediately, King Zhao said again: "If you are going to Liaodong, you can visit Fan Yang's Lu family. In addition, Qinghe Cui family, Bohai Gao family, etc. should also be wooed."

"Balance?"

King Zhao nodded.

"Hundreds of years ago, the reason why Cao Wei split was rooted in the dispute between the Shandong gentry and the Guanzhong gentry."

"Guanzhong gentry?" Jiang Chengxiao was surprised, it was the first time he heard this word.

"Isn't it a noble in Guanzhong?"

Zhao Wang shook his head and explained: "In the past, there was no difference between the Shandong gentry and the Guanzhong gentry. Everyone has a collective name, aristocratic family."

"The rise of the aristocratic family was mainly after Guangwu. After Cao Wei ruled the world, the aristocratic family competed with each other for power and profit, and finally divided into three. People at that time divided the three major gentry families by region."

"To the east of the great river are the Shandong gentry, to the Guanzhong areas are the Guanzhong gentry, and to the south of the great river are the southern gentry."

"The gentry in Guanzhong supported the Western Wei Dynasty, the gentry in Shandong supported the Eastern Wei Dynasty, and the north was divided into two. At that time, it was not many years since the Three Kingdoms were unified, and the wealthy families in the south refused to accept the rule of Cao Wei, so the south also began to split."

Jiang Chengxiao nodded, wondering: "But what happened to the nobles in Guanzhong?"

Zhao Wangdao: "At that time, the war in the Central Plains resurged, and the Rouran tribe in the grassland took advantage of the opportunity to become stronger. After that, there was a war against the Rouran people that lasted for hundreds of years."

"But here comes the question, can you expect a group of literati playing with pens to go into battle to kill the enemy?"

Zhao Wang sneered.

In the early days of the war, the Guanzhong gentry who supported the Western Wei Dynasty were basically beaten on the ground by the Rouran people because their territory was close to the grassland's southward invasion route.

Yes, beating!
The Guanzhong gentry is essentially a group of remnants of the Han Dynasty, a group of various dignitaries. They have long been eroded by the gentleness of their ancestors.

(End of this chapter)