Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 3 Expedition, Emperor

Wing Long 2 years, a happy life until the age of 13.

At the end of March, the prince was too persecuted by the emperor, and he was overwhelmed with the burden of mutiny. His father, Jia She, and his uncle, Jia Jingju, were officials of the East Palace.

The grandfather Jia Daishan, who was raised at home, heard the news and immediately imprisoned the two. His grandfather Daihua in the Dongfu was seriously ill, so he only handed over his soldiers to the West Mansion.

The loud shouting and killing lasted all night. From time to time, the voices of threatening and cursing from all over the courtyard wall, ordering the rout soldiers to leave made me feel fear for the first time. I had no sleep all night. The whole family waited in fear in the small house in the backyard until the time came. At noon, the pillar of the family returned.

The bloody smell on my grandfather's body was disgusting, and his silver hair was covered with blood scabs, but he didn't say anything.

In the end, I only found out that Rong Guogong led the soldiers of the Xungui family and the Long Xiangwei stationed in the imperial city, and fought with 8000 people from the East Palace at the north gate of the palace overnight.

The atmosphere at home suddenly changed.

The high-spirited father squatted in his yard drinking all day long. The aunt died of illness soon after being frightened. The Rongxi Hall lost the laughter and laughter of the past. The grandfather also fell ill and coughed up blood from time to time. It is said that he was injured by a blunt instrument. Internal organs, the only happy event is that the second aunt is pregnant again.

In mid-April of the 2nd year of Yonglong, the palace finally announced the decree.

The second prince instigated the prince to rebel and died, and the six leaders were scattered and sent to the death camps of the various armies. The officials of the East Palace who participated in the rebellion were executed. The children of Zhu Xungui were imprisoned, so they did not actually participate in the death, but this life is over. , and those who inherit the super-grade title can only attack the general.

He also ordered each family to send Wu Bian, a descendant of the direct line.

Ninghou Jiadai incarnated as the Jingying Jiedu envoy and was supposed to lead his troops to put down the rebellion, but he was seriously ill and lay in bed without begging for bones. He was seriously dereliction of duty. He should have been dismissed from the rank and ransacked his house, but his grandfather had done a good job in saving him, so he was only demoted to the first-class general. Remove from all positions.

Although the Ning Mansion suffered heavy losses, everyone knew whose fault it was. After all, the title was preserved, which revived the Ningrong Second Mansion.

At that time, I said that I was not old, and that I was already 13 years old, and the folks could already get married. The few children left in the family were still breastfeeding. My second uncle also had an errand in the Ministry of Industry, and I seemed to be born with supernatural powers , tall and tall, even a dozen strong men can't get close to him, so he was selected and sent to Ningxia Zhenfu to work.

Before leaving, my grandfather dragged me into the study of Lixiangyuan, handed over the power and contacts of the Rongguo Mansion in the Kansai Frontier Army to me, and told me that I was going to die soon, so I didn't have to go to the funeral, and just concentrate on killing the enemy for the country , You don't have to obey filial piety.

I took it out and prepared it for a long time. I planned to put it on myself as the armor and weapon that I planned to give to my grandson’s 14th birthday. Then I took out a horse lance from the warehouse. The only one in the family who joined the army, Jia Hun was the only one in Rongguo Mansion who could use her.

In the end, let the old guards take the newly selected young guards who belonged exclusively to Jia Hun to set off.

The figures of Jia Hun and his party slowly disappeared in Rongning Street. Looking back, the old lady and others had all gone back. Only the old man stood alone in front of the stone lion in Rongguo Mansion, looking at himself, worried about his grandson. The road is dangerous.

Less than half a year after coming to Ningxia, the Timurids came. He was physically strong and skilled in martial arts. He looked like he was 14 years old, so he was selected into the Anxi Iron Cavalry.In the first battle, he smashed the head of Wanhu with the steel whip in his hand, and became Qianhu himself.

In the battle of Hamiwei, the horse died, and he could only serve as a heavy infantry. He ascended first and was the commander of Jin'anxi Iron Cavalry.

In the first battle of Dihua, he led the army to scuttle the formation, smashing the Uighur cavalry, the first victory.

Now, as the leader of all the cavalry of the Anxi Army, he made another contribution and shot and killed Hun Taiji of the Timur Khanate.A Gaojue can't run away.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old Gao Jue, even if he retires on the spot, his wealth will be basically stable for the rest of his life, and Jia Hun fell asleep happily.

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The imperial capital, Yanjing.

In the East Pavilion, the lights are bright.

The emperor who has been on the throne for three years is looking at the documents of the Ministry of War wearily. This is the list of rewards for this campaign to the west. The fate of the entire Anxi army is on this piece of paper.

Seeing that there were still nearly half of the list that had not been considered, the emperor became more and more irritable.

The emperor has indeed abdicated, but he still clings to the power tightly in his hands. How could the emperor, who has played tricks for decades, let go?
He has no foundation in the court, and the power in his hands is basically only Qing Ke who was raised in the previous palace.Touring mountains and rivers, reciting poems and writing articles are all good at writing articles, but it is useless to put them in the court.

So useless that he couldn't even decide on his own year, the emperor directly set the year, Tiansheng, Tiansheng, hehe, two saints.

How nice is Tianbao's year name!

All government orders come from Yingtai, and all I can manage are trivial matters, so I have to be ready to be summoned at any time, and I will be called to be scolded every now and then, my life is not as comfortable as when I was a prince.

Fortunately, two imperial examinations have been held in the past two years, and they finally have a little strength in their hands, but this group of small officials who are as big as sesame seeds and mung beans, will wait until the year of the monkey when they can use them?
The more the emperor thought about it, the more angry he was, he threw the jade pen in his hand to the ground fiercely, beat the imperial case again and again, and then leaned back on the chair fiercely, gasping for breath, his eyes pressed firmly against the beams of the house.

Xia Shouzhong, who had been serving the emperor personally since the emperor's residence, looked at the emperor with unstoppable distress. The original Prince Taiping seemed to have gotten lucky and won the throne, but who asked him?

One of the two elder brothers committed suicide and the other committed suicide. The third prince, who only liked to travel around, became the only remaining adult prince, and was pushed to the front of the stage by the emperor. Since then, the emperor has been imprisoned in the imperial city. There is no freedom to speak of.

In recent years, the surviving princes have also grown up. The eldest son of the former crown prince and the emperor's nephew have also started to think about it, and the old emperor seems to have some thoughts.

The emperor's situation is getting more and more difficult.

After venting, the emperor gave Xia Shouzhong a confused look. Xia Shouzhong understood, took out another pen and handed it to the emperor.

After losing his temper, he will continue to work overtime. After drawing up a reward, he will go to Yingtai to hand in his homework tomorrow.Maybe he will be scolded again.

God is so pitiful, I haven't been in the harem for several days, I'm not in my prime, but I still have to hand in my homework, so I haven't lived to forty in vain?

The hard-pressed emperor felt wronged, but he continued to do his homework.

(End of this chapter)