Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 68 It's time to clean him up!
If there is no major event, the Jingyang bell will not ring.

When the officials of Daqi boarded the Ming Hall, they found that today the Second Sage had already been waiting under Majesty Dan.

Why do you look sad and indignant?
The officials looked suspiciously at their colleagues on the left and right, who died and made Ersheng so sad?

"The ministers are waiting to see the emperor, Your Majesty!"

Since it was not a formal meeting, everyone did not have a full ceremony.

After waiting for a while, the emperor didn't let them get up, so the emperor spoke.

"Excuse me, gentlemen..."

"...Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Many people glanced at the emperor while the squadron was in a mess.Only then did he realize that his eyes were red and swollen, his hair was messy, and he exuded a dejected aura.

The emperor didn't give in too much, but he didn't feel depressed.

Mingtang fell silent, and the civil and military classes stood there quietly, waiting for the emperor to speak.

The emperor still had no reaction, the emperor could only speak first.

"Just now...the news came from Huai'an that Xu Guogong passed away..."

The court hall was immediately filled with shock, many veterans fell to the ground with disbelief on their faces, and some even lay on the ground and cried loudly...

Daqi's ancestor, the last founding nobleman, passed away!

"Old Master Liu..." Jia Hun was also very shocked. Although he had only met the old man once, he also admired the old man after hearing Jia She told him about the old man.

But when I heard such a name again, I didn't expect it to be Yin and Yang.

"Silence!" Seeing that the emperor still had something to say, but all the officials were still crying and mourning, the official censor came out and became the villain.

The officials whose rhythm was interrupted by the censor on duty just woke up like a dream, and rearranged their positions, but there was still crying from the two groups from time to time.

"Zhuqing, according to the old grandpa's last wish, all funerals should be kept simple, just in Huai'an. The old grandpa doesn't want to be buried with the ancestor anymore. He wants to be buried in Huai'an. Continue to watch the canal and the water workers..."

As he spoke, the emperor also choked up a little.

Seeing this, Xia Shouzhong quickly handed over a hot and wet towel.

The emperor wiped his face, which made him feel better, and continued.

"Next, Uncle Da Zong discusses the posthumous name of the old grandpa as soon as possible. Huai'an has already prepared for everything, and all departments will send people there...

All right, let's get ready. "

. . . . . .

Rongguofu.

The men of the Jia family and the Shi family went straight to here after they came down to discuss matters.

After informing everyone of the news of Mrs. Liu's death, the Rongguo Mansion also fell into grief.

In Rongxi Hall, the men sat silently on both sides.

"So, who are you sending with me?"

Jia Hun spoke.

"Going with you? Why did the governor's mansion be settled so early?" Shi Nai looked surprised.

"Of the current five major governors, two are too old, and they are afraid that they will disappear halfway. Duke Xing is paralyzed on the bed, unable to move. Duke Ding has gone to inspect the southwest. Except for the five of us, the rest His identity is not enough for the old man, nor can he represent the Five Armies Commander's Mansion.

I'm the only one who thinks about it. "

"That's it, then let your two cousins ​​follow!" As the older brother Shi Nai made the decision, Shi Ding also acquiesced, but there was no other way, the Marquis asking for leave was too troublesome.

Although Jia Hun had a higher title than them, they could still represent the Dudu Mansion. In comparison, they were only the commanders of the two regiments of the Beijing camp, so it was much harder to ask for leave.

"Then my Jia family will be the same as my two cousins. Each family will send their own sons to go with them, Brother Rong from the East Mansion, Brother Lian from my first room, and Brother Zhu from the second room."

After talking to the historian's two cousins, Jia Amnesty turned to look at Jia's mother, Jia's mother nodded, and the matter was settled.

"Since that's the case, Brother Hun, you can ask someone to call Brother Zhu and Brother Lian back."

"Yes, tomorrow morning, the boy will send someone to bring them back, huh, it's just cheaper for him..."

"Ah, what is cheap or not? Could it be that Brother Zhu was also sent to the Beijing camp for training?"

Shi Ding was surprised. He also heard a little bit about the reform of the Jia family. He only knew that Cousin She sent Lian'er away, but Zhu'er, who wanted to practice the second room, sent all of them there.

"I remember, isn't Brother Zhu already a Juren? Why did you send it too?" Shi Nai also asked.

"Oh, cousins, it's like this. Last year Enke, Zhudi almost didn't survive, and he suffered a serious illness a while ago, so we decided to send Zhudi to practice and exercise together to polish his body."

"So that's how it is..." The Shi family brothers looked at each other and felt relieved.

It turned out that I didn't give up the imperial examination, but went to exercise, so I'll be fine.

Although Shi Ding has worked hard to create a marquis for the historians in recent years, unlike the Jia family, they were originally a civil servant family but they took the road of martial arts by chance, and they really wanted the family to repost the text.

Therefore, their emphasis on imperial examinations is far beyond what the Jia family can match.

Although Jia's mother is a daughter of the Shi family, when she was born, the Shi family was a noble general, and when she grew up, she married into the Jia family, a top general in Daqi. up.

For Jia's mother, it's a good thing to pass the exam, but it's not a big deal if she doesn't pass the exam.

The title is the last word.

"Then let's make a decision like this first. The matter is quite urgent. The two cousins ​​will pack their luggage tonight, and let the two cousins ​​live in the house tomorrow. It will be convenient to go out together then."

"Success, send them both tomorrow!" Shi Nai agreed, patted his chest.

. . . . . .

After seeing off the historian's two cousins, Jia Hun also said goodbye to his father and second uncle, and walked back to the West Mansion.

The maids at home have already prepared bath water.

Surrounded by smoke, Jia Hun lay in the marble-paved bathtub, enjoying his own tranquility.

Since there was a bathtub at home, Li Wan and the others would not come in to disturb his solitude unless Jia Hun specifically asked him to.

For some reason, he felt uneasy.

Yesterday, the Governor’s Mansion of the Five Armies received a damage list for the Jiangnan Camp. It was nothing at first, but when he saw that the reason for the damage was to assist in patrolling Yan Yushi Linhai, but was attacked, Jia Hun realized that the Jiangnan Camp there is a problem.

Although according to Daqi's rules, Jiangnan Daying is already regarded as a loyal and trustworthy person, but the separation of government and businessmen, even under the same person, is still an insurmountable bottom line.

Even Jia Hun himself, who was already very domineering.

Although he is already the actual leader of the Northwest Party, he has never given convenience to the caravans under his command. The army's skin is swaggering through the market.Of course, no one will embarrass him.

It is very different from the previous dynasty.

In Daqi, as long as you abide by the rules set by Taizu Taizong and pay taxes on time, you can live a good life. As long as you don't rebel, you can do whatever you like.

But Zhongxin's salt merchants have blatantly colluded with Jiangnan Daying, wanting to get rid of his uncle, patrolling salt censor Lin Ruhai!

If such an obvious government-business collusion really hurt Lin Hai, it would be treason.

So, this morning, he published a book "Rectifying the Defense of the Jiangnan Camp", saying that the Jiangnan Camp has not had a war for more than ten years, and it has reached the point where it has lost troops and generals when it encounters small thieves. This is no ordinary relaxation of military equipment , must punch hard!
How could the Secretary of General Administration put the governor's memorial behind the diary-like memorial of ordinary officials?It must be sent to Yuqian urgently!

Presumably, there will be a result tomorrow, right?
Boom!
The knocking sound of the bamboo tube pulled Jia Hun's thoughts back to his body, and he looked up at the small water basin on one side.

This is one of the characteristic decorations of Japanese gardens, Jia Hun asked someone to do it - Shocking Deer.

When Jia Hun enters the bath, water is poured into the wooden bucket above the bamboo tube.After filling a bucket, open the plug of the water, and the water will flow into the bamboo tube. When the water is full to a certain extent, the wooden tube will fall down and hit the edge of the marble basin, making a crisp sound.

thump.

The water in the tube will flow into the marble basin, and the bamboo tube will be hit at the bottom by the water flowing down from the wooden barrel. The bamboo tube will be lifted up like this, and the water will be picked up again, and the cycle will start again and again.

When the water in the barrel runs out, the wooden barrel and the bamboo tube will rebound at the same time, making a louder sound.This means it's time to take a bath.

Soon, several maidservants entered the bathroom. Jia Hun stood up and stood on the towels that the maids put on the ground, allowing them to wipe off the water on their bodies with cotton towels. Put on a pair of bloomers.

The maids in the back brought three plates of clothes.

An orange-red gown, a navy blue cotton and linen robe, and a linen-colored cotton and linen short-swing crewneck.

Try not to wear bright colors during this time, and don't want to wear Taoist robes, so Jia Hun reached out and touched the round collar, and the maids immediately put the round neck on Jia Hun, and then tied a belt of the same fabric as the bloomers.

After stopping the servant girl from combing his hair, Jia Hun left the bathroom with his hair loose and stepped on wooden clogs.

He didn't enter the house immediately, but sat under the peach tree in the backyard holding a pipa.

The crooked moon hung in the sky, sitting on the stone pier under the tree, Jia Hun looked up at the sky.

Drinking this year's new Longjing, the crescent moon had already started to drift westward, Jia Hun suddenly thought of something, and held the pipa on the table in front of him and put it on his lap.

Li Wan happened to come over with a bowl of rock sugar tremella and lotus seed soup chilled in well water. Seeing that his master was interested in playing a song, he quickly put the lunch box in his hand on the side of the beauty in the corridor, and sat down. On the top, leaning forward, leaning on his face, looking at the man.

Start to use very slow and light scatter board, caressing the strings, as if in the vast sea, the waves are rolling, the speed of picking the strings is getting faster and faster, and the sound is getting stronger and stronger, the waves beat the shore, the long wheel He plucked the strings with his fingers.

In the east of the quiet sea, it seemed that something was about to come out. Sure enough, a round of bright silver plate jumped out of the sea and rose slowly.

Ah, the moon is out!
People on the shore looked at it one after another, admiring, nostalgic, caring, feeling...happy, relaxed and contented.

At this time, the moon was hesitating in front of the high mountain, swinging with the sound of the piano, rising and falling slightly.

How can this work?The sound of plucking the strings suddenly became anxious, and the passion surged, as if pushing, the moon crossed the top of the mountain and shone on the silent land...

The overlapping pavilions and pavilions, the majestic and exquisite palace in the Moon Palace really seemed to appear in front of Li Wan's eyes, staring at the beloved man who looked up at the moon and plucked the strings, Li Wan couldn't help but be infatuated...

As the jade rabbit sank to the west and the moon set to the west, Jia Hun stopped and kept pointing to his right hand, and finally plucked the string, awakening the beauty who was leaning on her.

Hearing the panting sound behind him, Jia Hun knew who was coming.

"Beauty, come, sit down."

Lifting the food box and walking over, Li Wan also sat on the stone pier, opened the food box, and scooped out two bowls of white fungus soup with a bamboo spoon. Pursing his lips as if savoring the taste.

Li Wan smiled softly, picked up the bowl, and drank his white fungus soup in small sips.

"Madam's craftsmanship is getting better and better..." Jia Hun sighed.

From the beginning, it was either with a sweet voice, or the tremella was not cooked enough to make you have a stomachache, until now, it can be used as a signature level in the top ten restaurants.

You do it, I drink it, it has been more than ten years...

The person on the opposite side also changed from a runny-nosed crybaby to a cold beauty, and she married herself half a month ago.

"What do you see me doing?"

Li Wan on the opposite side gave him a blank look, then raised his head and drank the last bit of the bowl.

Wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, Li Wan looked up at Jia Hun.

"What's the name of the one you played just now? It seems to be very suitable for dance music?"

"Let's call her... "Yue'er Gao". These are some old scores I found from an antique stall in Chang'an. I played it very well, so I took it and re-composed it."

You can't say that this is what you learned in your previous life, can you?
Anyway, there is no "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Song" in this Jiaofang Division, so why don't you let yourself say it?
"My master is very talented, do you have the music score? Let me practice it myself, and let my sisters who handed in handkerchiefs open their eyes someday!"

Li Wan's eyes lit up instantly.

"Okay, okay, no problem! Come on, get a pen and paper!"

Not long after, a piece of paper specially used for composing music and pens of various styles were placed on the stone table. Jia Hun took the pen and slowly wrote on the paper.

"I'm going to Jiangnan for a trip."

"Jiangnan? Why are you going to Jiangnan again all of a sudden?"

"Well, on the one hand, Xu Guogong passed away, and every family will send their children to express their condolences, and I will also go there as a representative of the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion."

"Xu Guogong?"

"Yeah, Xu Guogong, when I heard this title for the first time, I was also taken aback for a moment. Xu Guogong and Mrs. Liu have followed Taizu since he was still in Caobang, and then he was forced to stay in the south. Taizu When the Cao Gang was integrated, the old grandpa also contributed a lot, he was named the founding uncle of Huai'an when the country was founded, and entered Xu Guogong during the Taizong period."

"Uncle Huai'an? I just remembered! It's a pity that the last founding hero has also left..."

The couple fell silent.

Jia Hun filled another bowl of tremella soup, and drank it in small sips.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, so Jia Hun changed the subject.

"The second reason is that there are some problems in the Jiangnan camp. If there are no accidents, the Second Sage will also send me to suppress and clean them?"

"...Are you going to kill again..."

Li Wan was very worried.

Oh, I said something I shouldn't have said again!
"It's okay, it's okay, I took three thousand households with me this time, and I own all the board and lodging. Even if something happens, I can get out. After all, Huai'an is to the north of Jinling."

"Where's Jiangbei Daying? Isn't Uncle Lin in Yangzhou? Can't you go to Yangzhou?"

"Haha, silly girl, the Jiangbei camp has been abolished long ago!"

After making a joke, Li Wan blushed and lowered his head.

"However, most of the elites of the Jiangbei Camp have joined Cao Bing. My wife is right. Going to Huai'an is equivalent to going to the Jiangbei Camp."

"Um…"

Li Wan's complexion improved a bit.

"It's getting late, come here, drink a few more bowls, and go to bed after drinking, each sleeps separately!"

. . . . . .

The next day.

Although because of the old grandpa's death, the second sage was absent for seven days, and any matter related to the army was not a trivial matter, Jia Hun was also called into Xiyuan.

Yes, Luoyang also has Xiyuan, officially named Xianren Palace, which is part of the Forbidden Garden in the west of Luoyang City.

The emperor still lives here.

Yanguangyuan.

"I also read the report on embroidered clothes last night. It is indeed true. Heh, the old fourteen is too shameless. He really thinks that Jiangnan Daying belongs to him!"

The folding fan was thrown heavily on the ground by the furious emperor, bounced a few times, and slid to Jia Hun's feet.

Jia Hun bent down to pick up the fan, patted it to see if there was any big dust, and handed it to the emperor again.

"Take it away, take it away! This fan makes me angry!"

The emperor turned his head to the other side, resolutely refusing to accept the fan.

"What a nice fan, why..."

"What a fart! This is Old Fourteen's dog... that bastard is for me! I just feel disgusted now!"

The emperor turned his head and stared at Jia Hun again.

"...I thank the emperor for rewarding..."

Jia Hun pinned the folding fan on his belt.

"Hey...Jinyu, clean up the Jiangnan camp, and let the group of salt merchants walk in an orderly manner.

It's time to give the old fourteen a long memory, if this continues, it will really be lawless! "

The emperor naturally knew that this was the brave king Chen Jingyuan and Jia Hun attacking Zhongxin.

But he didn't dislike this, instead he felt that Chen Si's behavior was the beginning of the little wolf's challenge to the old wolf king.

Only after defeating all the little wolves, will the winning little wolf be eligible to face the old wolf king.

It's just that the level of this generation of old wolf kings is a bit low.

So, let them finish the fight as soon as possible while they are alive.

However, the most important thing is that this little red guy Zhongxin dared to touch Daqi's ancestral motto of segregation of military and merchants except for shopkeepers and small merchants accompanying the army.

I need to clean up!
(End of this chapter)