Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

the other side

Daxia-Taishan-Inside the Bamboo Garden

The cold winter wind howled, flying like snowflakes outside the house.

During these days, Jiang Sile and Ayishi had been living a relatively leisurely life. In addition, the winter was getting increasingly cold, so they had to hold a heater in the house or in the courtyard to resist the cold all day long.

Fortunately, the two of them don't like to go out and have fun, and they are quite relaxed when they stay indoors.

On New Year's Eve a few days ago, everything was very lively, especially in the nearby city.

A Yishi took Jiang Sile and followed them to the city to watch the fireworks and juggling performances. People in the entire city were beaming with joy, and they all expressed joy to each other with smiling faces.

This is a rare joy and celebration for people, which is extremely precious and rare.

This allowed Jiang Sile to feel the rare flavor of the New Year and join in the celebration and joy of everyone.

Together with Rang Wuqi and the others, Jiang Sile gave each of them a big red envelope.

Recently, Wuqi and the others have followed the local customs and bought a few free-range sheep from the butchers.

In winter, I showed Jiang Sile their skill at roasting whole lamb, which was very good.

Today was very strange. Just after breakfast with everyone in the morning, someone from the red guard suddenly came to the door, which surprised Jiang Sile.

Those red-clothed guards didn't always come to see her alone, the people who came each time were different.And time is also very particular.No special news would disturb Jiang Sile's life on weekdays.

Usually on the 25th, [-]th, and [-]th of each month, they would deliver the latest intelligence news to Jiang Sile.This is not Jiang Sile's request, but it is now the default rule.Even though she has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, there are still some things she can't let go of.

But under normal circumstances, as long as there is no special news, the red guard will only visit the door three times a month at most.

But today is the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, and it has not yet reached No. 15. Their sudden visit this time seems to make Jiang Sile feel a little strange.

But her curiosity got the better of her. She put down her chopsticks and walked to the front hall to meet the guard in red.

This time, the arrival of the red guard is indeed special.Because they brought her a letter written by her brother Jiang Yi.

This made Jiang Sile feel a little strange.

Because Jiang Yi had sent her letters in the past, but either through the official post, or even though they were private messages sent by red guards, they were basically sent within the default time.

Is there something important?

Jiang Sile took the letter and looked stunned. She didn't know what was happening outside?It actually allowed her brother, who was busy with government affairs, to find the time to write her a letter in person.

Aren’t there a lot of memorials in the imperial court nowadays?Jiang Sile joked in his heart.

She didn't dare to joke about this with the person who sent the message. From what she knew, the people in the Red Guard seemed to be very rigid.

Once she heard the news that an old man whom the old emperor once trusted was demoted from the capital, and she inevitably made fun of the late emperor.

As a result, the group of red-clothed guards who delivered the news knelt on the ground tremblingly, as if they were the ones who said the wrong thing.

Seeing their looks, Jiang Sile felt both a little funny and very pitiful.

Jiang Sile treated them like his own bodyguards and never thought of embarrassing them.

But that day, it seemed that he had unintentionally caused some trouble for them.

After that, in order to avoid burdening them, Jiang Sile rarely complained in front of them... no, expressed his own opinions.

Just like now, although her thoughts were churning in her heart, Jiang Sile remained silent and quickly opened the envelope, ready to read the letters inside.

The letter was very thick and long. Jiang Sile flipped through it roughly and found that there were seven or eight pieces of paper.

She was a little curious, what did Jiang Yi write that could involve so many characters?
Jiang Sile walked to a chair nearby and sat down, and began to read the first letter carefully.

But the more he looked at it, the more Jiang Sile wanted to smile, and the smile in his eyes and at the corners of his mouth could no longer be suppressed.

She thought it was something important, or some poetry article.

As a result, Jiang Sile flipped through five or six pages in a row, and every piece of paper was filled with Jiang Yi's complaints.

From the time when the ministers in the court misled me, to the fact that Daxia was hopeless and had no talents, the letter was filled with Jiang Yi's cries.

But the more Jiang Yi complained, the more Jiang Sile unexpectedly found it funny.

It's like...seeing farmers complain that they have too many horses, or that the livestock they raise are not outstanding.

Ahem, I didn’t mean to insult you adults. Jiang Sile apologized in his heart: I just thought of it.

After Jiang Sile received the letter, the messenger in red left on his own initiative.

Jiang Sile was left alone in the main hall, looking at the letter with a smile on his face.

After reading the letter hastily, Jiang Sile felt that Daxia was getting more and more precarious, as if he was floating in the rain.

The purpose of Jiang Yi's letter is just four words: Sister, save me!

He first complained about the inability of anyone in the DPRK to turn the tide, and then complained about frequent party disputes that interfered with state affairs.But the ultimate goal is to find out from Jiang Sile whether there are talents who can resist Qing Yi.

When he saw this, Jiang Sile also covered his face, shook his head, and sighed.

However, where can such talented people be found so easily?What's more, Jiang Yi's expectations are so high, I'm afraid it would be difficult for anyone in the world to meet his expectations.

Looking back on the past, it was a general like Li Yancheng who was highly valued by the late emperor, but because he was still young, he was only given the position of commander of the Forbidden Army.

Anyone with outstanding talents is like a cone in a bag, showing his traces early, and he is an outstanding person among everyone.

But now, in this short period of time, where can she find Jiang Yi a general who can command tens of thousands of troops?Do you really think she is a god?

Jiang Sile sighed, feeling full of pressure.

She stood up and was about to walk into the study, sharpening her pen, wanting to reply to Jiang Yi and ask him to give up this wild and unrealistic idea.

But as soon as she started writing, Jiang Sile was inspired. It seemed that she really had someone she could recommend to Jiang Yi.

Just as she was about to start writing, she hesitated again.

This time it's not because of anything else, it's just...it's just that Jiang Sile regretted it very much since Li Yancheng left.

If Li Yancheng had not been recommended to his brother at the beginning, perhaps there would have been one more person warming up around the stove with them at this time.

After Jiang Sile thought about it several times, he still stopped the pen in his hand. The ink drops left a thick black mark on the paper, like a scar on the white paper.

Perhaps because of regrets about what happened in the past, Jiang Sile's thoughts were mixed with hesitation and hesitation.She put the recommendation aside for now, and Jiang Sile planned to test that person's tone first.

The next day, Jiang Sile rode a carriage to Yunhai Temple, which he had not seen for a long time.

Since it was early spring and it was just the New Year, the Sea of ​​Clouds Temple was crowded with pilgrims and it was quite lively.

The little Taoist priest guarding the door recognized Jiang Sile, and when he saw her coming, he quickly ran back, wanting to inform the temple owner Xuan Qingzi.

But Jiang Sile didn't intend to disturb the people in the Taoist temple this time. She asked A Yishi to lead the little Taoist boy guarding the door to come to her and salute her.

The little Taoist boy was very shy and hid his whole body behind A Yishi, which made him dumbfounded.

Jiang Sile smiled and asked the little Taoist boy, "Where is your senior brother Chi?"

That's right, the person Jiang Sile came for this time was not Xuan Qingzi, but the young Taoist priest Chi Zhongjun.

This Taoist priest usually lives between the Bamboo Garden and the Taoist Temple. He has not returned to the Bamboo Garden in the past few days, so he must have returned to the Taoist Temple.

That's why Jiang Sile came to the Taoist temple specifically to find someone this time.

The little Taoist boy said in a childish voice: "Elder brother and other senior brothers are watching fish at the pond in the backyard... That is the koi that the visitor bought from outside. The red body and fish scales are so beautiful."

Jiang Sile couldn't help but laugh when he saw Tao Tong's sparkling eyes.

"Then please take me there."

The little Taoist boy hesitated for a while, nodded, and led the way for the two of them.

The Taoist temple is located halfway up the mountain, surrounded by woods. There are many green trees inside the temple, and the sight just feels full of green.

The two of them followed the little Taoist boy for a while and saw a stone guardrail not far away, with several Taoist priests in Taoist robes talking to the side.

Jiang Sile squinted his eyes slightly, took a closer look, and looked at the little Taoist priest who was feeding the fish.Before the two of them arrived, the little Taoist priests had already seen them for three days.

"Why did you come to the temple today? Are you looking for the master?"

The little Taoist priests who gathered by the pond were very happy to see Jiang Sile, and walked towards them happily and said hello.

Jiang Sile shook his head and said to them: "I'm not here to see the temple master today, I'm here to see your senior brother."

The little Taoist priest was stunned and tilted his hand holding the fish food, almost spilling the fish food on the floor.

When the others saw that the noble man had something to say with his senior brother, they all left in a sensible manner.

The little Taoist priest put the fish food on a stone pillar on one side, walked up to Jiang Sile with a puzzled expression, and said, "Your Highness is looking for me? But what's the matter?"

He looked quite confused, his eyes full of confusion.

Jiang Sile did not speak here, but led the little Taoist priest and A Yishi to sit down at a pavilion near the water, and then spoke.

"In the past, I saw that you seemed very ambitious and wanted to serve the country. I wonder if Taoist Master's ambition has changed now?"

The little Taoist priest's eyes widened and his pupils shrank slightly. He looked like a frightened little fox in the woods.

"Huh?" Jiang Sile admired the little Taoist priest's rare surprised expression with interest, and snorted coldly, seeming to be urging, but also asking a rhetorical question.

A Yishi was outside the world. He stood behind Jiang Sile, carrying everyone on his back, and seemed to be looking at the scenery outside the pavilion.

But his arms were folded and he stood upright, like a towering book tree.His hand seemed to be very close to the sword at his waist.

In just a moment, he can draw his sword and slash enemies in any direction.

"Why did Your Highness come specifically to see Pindao today and talk about these things?"

The little Taoist priest seemed to have noticed Jiang Sile's intention. He deliberately smiled and changed the subject.

Jiang Sile was more familiar with such a free-spirited little Taoist priest. She waved her hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a very serious look: "Let's get to the point."

The little Taoist priest shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Maybe?"

His attitude made Jiang Sile nodded slightly, as if he understood something.

After a moment, Jiang Sile sighed, folded his hands and said, "Well, that's such a pity. I can only refuse His Majesty's offer..."

Before she finished speaking, the little Taoist's eyes widened even wider than before. As if he was frightened, he stood up abruptly, interrupting Jiang Sile's unfinished words.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

Seeing the little Taoist priest's reaction, Jiang Sile nodded in amusement and confirmed to him.

The little Taoist priest was in a daze. After a while, he sat down like a puddle and murmured: "Your Majesty... you want to appoint a poor Taoist?"

There was a bit of incredible and trance-like sigh in his words, as if he had seen a ghost.

Jiang Sile didn't quite understand. She looked at the little Taoist priest, tilted her head and asked, "He's just an emperor, so what are you afraid of? Have you forgotten about Yong Tenggu's rebellion a few days ago?"

When this matter was mentioned, the little Taoist's face paled obviously. He looked pitifully at Jiang Sile, as if he wanted to confirm whether Jiang Yi had been informed of this matter.

Jiang Sile shook his head in a funny way, gave him a chuckle, and said with a smile: "Don't think about it anymore. If you want to say it, you can tell him in person someday."

The little Taoist priest shook his head violently, then took a long breath, and the white mist instantly dissipated into the air.

"Your Highness just loves to tease poor people..."

When the little Taoist calmed down, he realized that his reaction had overly amused Princess Anle. Looking at the way His Highness was trying to hold back her smile, the little Taoist looked towards Jiang Sile with a look of resentment on his face.

Jiang Sile coughed a few times, wiped the evil smile from his face, and then returned to seriousness.

She asked the little Taoist priest very seriously what he thought, and her words were very sincere.

"What do you think? If you don't want to, just go ahead and refuse. Your Majesty is Gu's biological brother and will not blame Gu for this matter.

If you are willing, but you need to think clearly..."

As he spoke, Jiang Sile's tone became lower, and he seemed to mention the name with a hint of haze.

"Li Yancheng was also recommended in this way, but I regret it today..."

A biting winter wind passed by, bringing with it a bit of biting coldness.

The little Taoist priest also lowered his head, seeming to be thinking seriously.

When he heard what Jiang Sile said, he raised his head, his eyes as bright as if they could melt the winter snow.