Chapter 302 Cossack?
In June, the afternoon sun in Beijing is still very high, and the slanting light reflected on the eaves of Zhongshun Wangfu is dazzling.

The palace steward and several stewards stood in front of the door, constantly stretching their necks to look at the street corner.

The gate was opened, and at a glance, the yard was full of people standing in silence.

After a long time, the faint sound of wheels rolling came from the distance.

The steward of the royal residence hastily stepped forward two steps and listened attentively.

The sound of wheels rolling nearer and nearer.

The steward of the palace was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "Here we come! Quick, the brazier and firecrackers are ready!"

Without saying a word, two young eunuchs ran out carrying a brazier, followed by several young men carrying firecrackers on bamboo poles.

After a while, a blue-topped carriage turned the corner.

When we got to the gate, the carriage stopped.

The butler of the Wangfu walked over quickly, pushed the driver, and opened the curtain: "My lord, I'm home."

King Zhongshun came out of the carriage, and the steward of the palace helped him step on the horse stool and get out of the carriage.

King Zhongshun seemed to be a different person at this time. He was supported by the palace steward's arm. He stared blankly at the red-bottomed gilt door plaque hanging above the lintel in the middle, then lowered his head and said nothing.

The steward of the palace said: "My lord?"

King Zhongshun: "Yes." Then he squeezed out a weary smile, "Let's go."

"Yes."

The steward of the palace helped him walk towards the brazier, and said, "As the old saying goes, stepping over the brazier will get rid of bad luck. Be careful, my lord."

King Zhongshun: "Yes."

The boys lit the prepared firecrackers and set them off.

The housekeeper of the palace helped King Zhongshun carefully step over the brazier, and then turned his eyes to the two young eunuchs.

The two young eunuchs rushed to the gate and shouted: "My lord has returned to the mansion! Pick you up, pick you up!"

The palace steward helped King Zhongshun slowly walk in and stood in front of the crowd of people kneeling to greet him.

The eunuch in charge of the palace who knelt in front said in a high-pitched voice: "Welcome the prince back to the palace!" After saying this, he led everyone to salute.

King Zhongshun nodded and walked towards the backyard with the help of the palace steward.

The palace steward helped him walk in and said, "The Queen Mother moved from Cining Palace to Ningshou Palace."

King Zhongshun was startled, and his pace slowed down.

The palace steward continued: "The Queen Mother thinks Cining Palace is unclean. In addition, Ningshou Palace is close to Longshou Palace."

After a while of silence, King Zhongshun said, "The emperor disagrees with the queen mother leaving the palace?"

Palace Butler: "The Fat Commander has been to the study several times, but he has not been able to see the Emperor."

King Zhongshun just listened silently, with no expression on his face.

In a blink of an eye, the two arrived outside the study.

The steward of the palace hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "My lord, there is something that I have only heard about in the past few days."

King Zhongshun turned his attention to him.

The steward of the palace looked around for a while: "Several empresses in the Sixth West Palace fell ill. Not long after the Empress Dowager moved out of the Compassionate Ning Palace"

King Zhongshun was startled and stared at him with wide eyes.

The housekeeper of the palace: "The servant is only vaguely suspicious."

King Zhongshun was stunned and didn't say anything for a long time.

The housekeeper of the palace went on to say: "I heard that something happened to the Fengzao Palace located in the Sixth East Palace, and the inspector of ceremonies has already begun to investigate." King Zhongshun's face became solemn, he pondered for a while, then sighed, and pushed open the study door walked in.

On the other side, Jia Zheng and Jia Lian sent Dai Quan, who had come to preach, out of the gate. Watching the motorcade disappear into the street, they hurried to Rongqing Hall to report to Jiamu.

After listening to Jia Lian's words, Jia Mu looked at Jia She: "What do you think?"

Jia Amnesty hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Recently, several empresses in the palace have been sick. I always feel that there is something strange about it, but I can't explain it."

Jia's mother stared at Jia She closely and said, "Is someone trying to harm Yuan Chun?"

Jia Zheng was startled and stood up suddenly.

Jia Amnesty shook his head: "I'm talking about the West Sixth Palace."

Jia Mu felt relieved when she heard this, then sighed and said, "The emperor has the final say in matters in the palace, so let's not worry about it." Then she turned her eyes to Jia Zheng and Jia Lian, "You go out and get ready."

Jia Zheng and Jia Lian replied, "Yes."

Watching them go out, Jia She also stood up, walked slowly to the window, looked into the distance, and sighed: "If I am not wrong, there will be a bloody storm in the imperial city soon."

Mother Jia was startled, and stared at Jia Amnesty closely.

Jia Amnesty said calmly: "This is an opportunity, a good opportunity for the Jia family to enjoy wealth forever."

Jia Mu seemed to understand and nodded.

Jia She turned around and walked to Jia Mu, held a bowl of tea to Jia Mu, stepped forward, whispered a few words in Jia Mu's ear, and then said: ". Tell the queen, at this time, only home is the safest. As for With the emperor, he will agree."

Jia Mu thought for a while, and said, "That's it. Tomorrow, it will be me and Feng girl."

Jia She shook his head: "Go, not only the female relatives of the two prefectures, but tomorrow, my second child and I will personally lead all the children of the literary generation, the jade-character generation and the grass-character generation. First, we can express to the outside world that the family is responsible for this matter." It can also prepare for the next thing.”

Jia Mu: "Leave Lian'er and Brother Rong to look after the house."

After hearing this, Jia She nodded in agreement.

Thousands of miles away on the Mobei prairie, a great battle had just ended, and a large flag was hoisted over the city of Kuluntu City, with a huge "Zhou" character embroidered on it!

The setting sun has completely lost its dazzling light and is as red as blood.

Outside the city lay the corpses of the Raksha bandit army, there were over a thousand of them, and there were still war horses still lying on the ground and twitching beside them.

Not far away, a group of newly rescued Mobei Mongolians were carrying the bodies of the soldiers of the Ike Zhao League. This battle was the first battle since the Ike Zhao League went out. More than a thousand Rakshasa bandits were killed and [-] were killed in the battle. Yu people.

Zhao Qiang was sitting on the horse, watching all this with a blank expression. Suddenly there was a cry, and he turned his head to look, and saw a large group of Rakshasa women and children being driven out of the city by the brave guard cavalry. Panicked, weeping and stumbling all the way, worried about being slaughtered.

At this time, a few fast horses came rushing from a distance, and immediately they were the sentinels of the sentry camp. Several sentries reined in outside the camp, and one sentry rushed straight into the camp.

Jia Hu did not set up his camp inside the city, but on a higher mound outside the city.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Jia Hu was reading the battle report, but it was still too late. Ivanov's transport brigade had gone to Heilongjiang three days ago, and it was guarded by a cavalry of tens of thousands.

It should be the cavalry that Governor Rakshasa mentioned from the mainland that Albuquerque said.

This battle has yielded a lot, but money is second, and the most important thing is to solve the problem of food.

The sound of horseshoes sounded and stopped outside the big tent, and then the sentry came in and said loudly: "Marshal, a letter from General Liu." He took out a letter from his pocket and presented it with both hands.

Jia Hu took the letter and tore it open to read, and soon his eyes were attracted.

Some wore high cylindrical curly hats, and some wore large black cloaks. They held long spears and sabers hanging from their waists. During the march, each line consisted of eight people and eight riders.
Jia Hu understood that in order to deal with the cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the governor of East Siberia had transferred the brutal and sturdy Cossack cavalry from Luocha.

In the era of cold weapons, the Cossack cavalry shocked Europe with its fast speed, strong mobility, high lethality, bravery and good fighting skills, and became a famous mercenary in Europe.

These Cossack cavalrymen who have milk and are mothers have made great military exploits for the Raksha people to expand their territory.

The world's number one cavalry?

A sneer appeared in Jia Hu's eyes. He put Liu Xianglian's letter on the table, stood up slowly, and strode out.

(End of this chapter)

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