serious man in the red chamber

Chapter 374: People from Nanyang
A gust of dawn wind blew by, and the fallen leaves fell one after another.

It was already early September, and the autumn wind was already bleak. Many leaves on the big trees on both sides of the official road were falling down one after another before they turned yellow.

At this time, the Anding Gate in Beijing was guarded like an iron barrel. Those entering the city were blocked from the outside, and those leaving the city were blocked from the inside.Starting from the end of August, this place will be under martial law almost every day for a period of time, and the people have long been accustomed to it.

The people who were blocked in the city and outside the city gathered together at a distance, waiting to see which tribe from outside the pass entered the capital.

In front of the Anding Gate was a queue of officials greeting those entering the capital from the Beiting Protectorate. Wang Ziteng stood in the middle of the queue, and Wang Ping, a doctor in the Ministry of War, stood beside him.

Wang Ziteng took out his pocket watch from his pocket. The hands were already pointing to the end of the hour and the beginning of the hour. Counting the hours, the people from the Beiting Protectorate were about to arrive.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps in the city gate. Wang Ziteng and Wang Ping looked back and saw a group of forbidden troops running towards them from the Anding Gate.

Then, two teams of bandits came running, guarding a large green cloth sedan.

The big sedan stopped under the city gate, the sedan pole tilted, and it was Dai Quan who walked out!
"Manager Dai!"

"Manager Dai!"

The officials from the Ministry of Rites brought by Wang Ziteng and the officials from the Ministry of War brought by Wang Ping saw Dai Quan and Fanzi, the Supervisor of Rites behind him, and saluted together.

Dai Quan always smiled at the officials from the foreign dynasty, letting them shout and strode towards Wang Ziteng.

Wang Ziteng came over and cupped his hands: "Internal Minister!"

Dai Quan returned the salute: "Master Wang." He smiled and nodded to Wang Ping again.

Wang Ziteng looked at Dai Quan with questioning eyes.

Dai Quan walked to the front of the team with his hands behind his back and looked at the official road ahead.

Wang Ziteng hesitated for a moment, then approached him and asked in a low voice: "This is the internal minister?"

Dai Quan slowly looked at him: "I have been ordered to welcome the officials of the Beiting Protectorate into the capital. Your Majesty will give a banquet in the Imperial Garden."

The prince was stunned.

Dai Quan looked at Wang Ziteng with a smile and turned back: "Here comes someone."

A ceremonial officer brought a chair over. Dai Quan sat down on the chair and looked at the post road ahead.

Wang Ziteng secretly took a breath of air and stared at Dai Quan's back.

No matter how smart he was, he still understood the emperor's true intention of ordering the leaders and nobles of the tribes outside the pass to come to the capital to participate in the autumn hunt, in order to weaken Jia Hu's influence.

Wang Ziteng's eyes wandered for a long time, thinking rapidly and analyzing the stakes. Jia Hu recommended him to be awarded the title of Minister of Etiquette, and helped him cancel the engagement ceremony with the Marquis of Baoning. He had already been tied to The political power of Beining County Prince's Palace will one day follow Jia Hu.

When the big tree of Jia Hu fell, it was the day when his prince Teng fled.

For a moment, he thought about countless possibilities, and even betrayed the Jia family again, but he found that he had no better choice. The emperor was an unreliable person. Because of the Baoning Marquis Mansion, he offended the Nan'an County Prince's family and the gentry. The group had been completely offended by him as early as when Anhui was pacified!

Thinking of this, Wang Ziteng no longer hesitated, walked up to a close official and whispered a few words in the ear, and then said: "Hurry up and report to the county king!"

The official from the Ministry of Etiquette nodded and got out of the crowd.

Watching his figure disappearing into the city gate, Wang Ziteng breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around, walked to Dai Quan and stood next to him, looking at the official road ahead.

"Master Wang is confused." Dai Quan sat there motionless.

However, Wang Ziteng did not accept his words and looked ahead: "There is already chaos in the court. If the army is in chaos again, it will be really dangerous."

"Coming!" Wang Ping shouted softly.

On the official road, a group of cavalry appeared, raising dust all over the sky and rolling toward the city gate!

Dai Quan slowly stood up and walked onto the suspension bridge with several ceremonial supervisors, young eunuchs and a team of fans.
Huifang Garden

Jia Hu is practicing his sword skills. His sword skills are very powerful and powerful, and he has the potential to sweep thousands of armies.

Since getting married, Jia Hu has not gotten up early to practice martial arts for more than ten days. When he was woken up by Lin Daiyu, he found that his vigilance had dropped a lot, so he resumed the habit he had been doing for five years.

At this moment, the official from the Ministry of Rites followed Lin San and walked softly and stopped at a distance.

Knowing that this was the back house, the official of the Ministry of Rites kept his head down and waited for a while, and couldn't help but ask: "May I ask the general, when will the prince summon the subordinates?"

Lin San: "Wait."

Jia Hu saw it, sheathed the knife and walked over.

Lin San: "Let's go."

The official from the Ministry of Rites responded quickly, bowed and walked forward with Lin San.

Lin San stopped and said, "Your Majesty, this gentleman from the Ministry of Rites said he came here on the order of Wang Ziteng." Before he could finish his words, the official from the Ministry of Rites knelt down and said, "I see you, Your Majesty!"

Jia Hu said gently: "Don't be polite, get up."

The official from the Ministry of Etiquette said, "Yes." He got up, still lowering his head.

Jia Hu smiled: "There are no female relatives here, so there is no need to be so careful."

The official from the Ministry of Rites: "Yes, yes."

Jia Hu: "What's the matter?"

The official of the Ministry of Etiquette said: "In response to your lordship, I will go with the ministry to meet the Beiting Protectorate outside Anding Gate today." Then he explained in detail what happened outside Anding Gate.

A glimmer of light flashed in Jia Hu's eyes, and then he said to the official of the Ministry of Etiquette, "Thank you for your hard work."

The official from the Ministry of Rites humbly said, "Your Majesty's words offend this official. It is your blessing to be able to run errands for your Majesty."

Jia Hu smiled and said, "Go back and tell your subordinates that the king knows about it and ask him to do his job well and do things with heart." He looked at Lin San again.

Lin San understood: "Please." After saying that, he gave up his hand and led him out.

Jia Hu stared at the two people's retreating figures for a while, then suddenly sneered and walked towards the main room with the knife in hand.

In the Bisha cupboard, Zicuckoo was asking her mother-in-law to pour hot water bucket by bucket into a huge bathtub.

The water in the bathtub is gradually filling up.

At this time Xue Yan walked in holding Jia Hu's clothes.

Zicuckoo waved her hand, and all the women retreated.

Xueyan laid out her clothes and said to Zijuan, "Girl, I said, you can help the second master take a bath." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Zijuan blushed after hearing this, and quickly grabbed Xueyan: "Where's Sister Hubo?"

Xue Yan: "Sister Amber went to the kitchen."

"The hot water is ready. Second Master, please come in quickly." Qingwen's voice came from outside.

"I have to go!"

Xue Yan pushed Zicuckoo away and ran out in a hurry, almost running into Jia Hu's arms.

Jia Hu was puzzled: "This girl is so frizzy!" He looked at Zicuckoo standing by the bathtub and was startled, "You?"

"Yeah." Zicuckoo lowered her head.

Jia Hu didn't care, and began to take off his underwear, revealing his strong body, and stepped into the bathtub on the step stool.

"Oh, with such hot water, you are scalding a pig and plucking its hair!"

Jia Hu gritted his teeth and immersed himself in it.

Zicuckoo came back to her senses, looked at Jia Hu, and saw that his face was sweating. She hesitated for a moment, as if she had made a lot of determination, picked up the face towel from the basin, approached him, and handed the face towel to him. Wipe it off your forehead.

Jia Hu closed her eyes and sat there motionless. She felt her hands trembling a little and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, go out and make me a bowl of tea. I'll make a cup of tea and then go out."

Zijuan's cheeks turned red, she put down her scarf and hurried out.

After a while, his fatigue eased, Jia Hu opened his eyes, stood up slowly, picked up a face towel to wipe himself, picked up his underwear from the hanger and put it on, then put on his middle coat, and walked out the door. go.

In the bedroom, Lin Daiyu was sitting in front of the desk and looking through the account books.

After the tea was brewed, Zicuckoo stood beside the bookcase in trance, her face flushed.

The door curtain was lifted, and Jia Hu walked in. He took a sip from his tea bowl, walked to the desk and sat down, and said to Lin Daiyu, "What's the rush? I'll help you check the accounts after dinner."

"Okay."

Lin Daiyu closed the account book, raised her head, first looked at Zicuckoo with a smile, then took out a letter from the account book and handed it to Jia Hu: "Letter sent by Lin Sangang."

Jia Hu took the letter, tore it open and opened it. His expression became serious, and he turned to Zicuckoo: "You go out first." After saying that, he stood up and walked to the bookcase, took out a key from his sleeve, opened the door, and He took out a booklet from the box and walked back to the desk.

Under Lin Daiyu's surprised eyes, Jia Hu translated the letter written in secret language: People from Southeast Asia, hunting in the Western Mountains.

Lin Daiyu spoke in a very soft voice: "They want to take advantage of the hunting time in Xishan to assassinate? Why do I feel so unreliable?"

Jia Hu smiled.

(End of this chapter)