Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 83
One dinner was like chewing wax, until after the meal, when they went to the backyard to listen to the play together, everyone in Zhen's family was still shocked by Jia Hun's words.

Don't you beat around the bush at all?
It's not that they haven't come into contact with generals before, but they are polite when they see themselves, even if they have dirt, they use standard political fighting methods to solve it.

Such as framing, impeachment, exchange of interests and so on.

Who knew that Jia Hun had opened his eyes to them today.

The Zhen family didn't adapt to Jia Hun's reckless style at all.

It is really a long experience.

Jia Hunze and the old lady walked in the front, talking and laughing like real grandparents.

Even Zhen Baoyu was left out in the cold, and followed behind his parents with an aggrieved face.

It was as if Jia Hun was the owner of this mansion and they were the guests.

……

The layout of this kind of mansion contracted by the Ministry of Industry is similar, unless it is designed by an additional person like Ningguo Mansion, Jia Hun can walk to a similar area with his eyes closed.

However, the Zhen Mansion is still somewhat different from the Standard Mansion. Its backyard is a small garden with small lakes one after another.

It was getting late, so Jia Hun didn't go to the small lake to have a look.

Entering the garden, you will see a stage.

It is not a temporary construction of wood or something, but a real stage built with bricks and stones.

A few tables had already been set up in front of the stage, and the grandparent and grandson sat down, and two plates of peeled melon seeds were placed beside them.

The rest of the idlers also walked over slowly, sitting in twos and threes on both sides of a table.

It was also the first time for Jia Hun to meet the four cousins ​​of the Zhen family.

Except for a little difference in appearance, the rest is almost carved out of the same mold as his four younger sisters, especially the temperament!

The eldest sister of the Zhen family came over, and at the age of 14, she was as budding as a cardamom.

"Old Ancestor, Cousin Hun, this is the latest play from our team..."

"Hey, the old lady doesn't know how to pick a show, come on, Brother Hui, you choose!"

"Me?" Jia Hun put down the melon seeds in his hand.

"Yeah, you are a guest, you should be the first to pick the show..."

"Well, good." Jia Hun didn't refuse either.

Opening the repertoire list, Jia Hun unexpectedly discovered several meaningful plays.

However, it is also reasonable, after all, the Jia family's theater troupe will be purchased through the Zhen family in the future, and it is normal to have a certain connection.

He calmly chose these few plays, and picked the latest play that was rehearsed, and then calmly handed the list to the old lady beside him.

The old lady opened the list, took out a pair of tortoiseshell glasses, and took a look at the old play Jia Hun had chosen.

"Banquet", "Qiaoqiao".

He was framed and his family was destroyed.

The imperial concubine was killed in Maweipo, and the entire family of the Yang family was executed.

Is this implying my Zhen family, or something else?
The old lady passed it back to the elder sister's hand calmly.

"Brother Hun, don't you want to choose more discounts?" The old lady looked at Jia Hun kindly.

"No, no, grandson still has a lot of things to do tomorrow, old lady, you are getting old, so I can't make you too tired, right? [-]% off is just right."

. . . . . .

After receiving the list from the front, the actors in the backstage hurriedly prepared. Today is a reception, so the servants made an exception and were allowed to enter the back house to help arrange the venue.

After about a quarter of an hour, an actor in a costume came on stage.

"Yi Shi Kuilong has been around since ancient times, and Yan Yan's power feels extremely low!

The imperial court has already dealt with family affairs, laughing at Huaiyin and sealing false Qi..."

Jia Hun looked at it with relish.

After being in this world for more than ten years, Jia Hun also gradually learned to appreciate opera.The fan kept tapping on the knees, leaning on the back of the chair and watching the people on the stage interpret other people's stories.

But today is destined not to be a good day to watch a movie.

When the repertoire was over and the line was changing, the old lady started chatting with Jia Hun.

The old lady is mature and sophisticated, leaving no flaws.

Jia Dudu has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he is full of determination.

The entire "Qi Qiao" was performed in the nonsense of the two.

Until the third episode started, the old lady seemed a little out of energy.

Seeing the exhausted look of the old lady, Jia Hun curled his lips.

I was so excited just now, how come I was so tired that I was about to fall asleep before I took a sip of the tea and put it back on the table?

Forget it, the right is to respect the old and love the young, so let me speak first.

"Old lady, are you not angry when I said that to your head mistress today?"

Hearing Jia Hun's words, the old lady regained her spirits immediately, straightened her back again, and looked at Jia Hun regretfully.

Still too young to be able to concentrate!

Jia Hun read such a passage from the old lady's face.

Jia Hun ignored it and looked at the old lady with a smile.

"Angry? What's there to be angry about? Isn't it because I supported the Zhen family's current status? The old woman's husband and father-in-law were timid, and they couldn't change their family when the country was founded.

If it weren't for the old lady, I would eventually become the emperor's nurse, would this family have the status they have today?
Can Ying Jia sit in the seat of Jiangnan Weaving?
It's not that the old woman's face is useful to the emperor!
But if the old woman is gone... and the family is still the way it is today, then it will be a death sentence.It is also a good thing to borrow your hand to knock down their arrogance. "

Jia Hun looked at the old lady with some surprise. Shouldn't this kind of political fighter who came out of the palace turn around nine twists and eighteen turns before saying a word, with all kinds of vague metaphors?
Why are you so straightforward?They are almost catching up with me!
As if she could see what Jia Hun was thinking, the old lady smiled and patted the back of Jia Hun's left hand, which was catching melon seeds.

"Because our brother Hun is a military commander, and he is a straightforward person who can say whatever he wants. He said it in a roundabout way, I'm afraid you won't understand me, old lady!"

Then you are too straightforward!

The opponent I met last time was the Emperor.

From this point of view, the emperor also learned from you!

Jia Hun was full of words and his throat was blocked, so he could only look at the stage depressedly.

Seeing Jia Hun's deflated look, the old lady couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling.

fight with me?It's still too tender!

After listening to the play for a while, Jia Hun spoke again.

"Old lady, how much do you know about Jiangnan Daying's collusion with salt merchants?"

The old lady did not answer immediately, but drank a cup of tea first.

"all know."

The people on the stage were still singing non-stop.

"Then why don't you stop it? The military merchants colluded, and there is a way to kill!"

"Ah..." The old lady sighed wearily.

"The old woman can't make the mistake of lying to you, and they didn't know this until they did it for a long time..."

. . . . . .

Snapped!
A crutch hit Zhen Yingjia's back, and he curled up on the ground in pain, about to gasp and howl.

But the crutch didn't give Zhen Yingjia any chance to breathe, and it kept beating him. For a moment, Zhen Yingjia didn't know whether he was out of breath or was hurt by the beating, his face was livid.

"Old lady, calm down! The third brother is about to be beaten to death!"

The fifth son of the Zhen family quickly threw himself on Zhen Yingjia's back, but took a few sticks for him.

"Old lady, don't hit me, don't hit me! Don't get so angry!" Mrs. Zhen San also swept away her former grace, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the crutches, and the ladies in the back also hurriedly grabbed the old lady. The wife helped her to the seat, feeling relieved for a while.

"Hmph, you bastards, it's better for the old woman to die of anger, so as not to be ransacked and beheaded by everyone!"

The old lady snatched the cup of tea brought by the fourth lady, and slammed it on Zhen Yingjia's head.

The teacup hit the top of his head, and the tea splashed on his back, which made him wail again.

The old lady, who has not beaten her children for many years, really gave her son a hard lesson this time.

But it's not so much anger, but more fear!
As the emperor's wet nurse, how could the old lady who raised him personally not be familiar with his style of doing things?

Really crazy, let alone him as a wet nurse, even his own son died at his hands?
"You guys, you bastards!" The old lady frowned and stared at the bewildered sons and daughters-in-law in the lobby, feeling tired for the first time.

I had never felt this way in the palace back then.

"Tell me about this matter!"

"Yes!"

The fifth son of the Zhen family quickly knelt down in front of the old lady.

"Mother, it's like this. When the prince returned to Beijing after his training, he introduced someone to me, saying that he was his trusted shopkeeper!"

"It's the shopkeeper Bai?" The old lady frowned.

She has also heard about this person, and she knows exactly what her grandson is like.How could he take the initiative to cultivate cronies?It's all about clothes, hands and food, and mouths!

But shopkeeper Bai is indeed capable, and everything he is entrusted to do is orderly.

Finally, regarding his identity, he is relatively innocent, a small shopkeeper of a tavern, who has lived in Jinling for generations.

The reason why he took refuge in his own grandson is also very clear.

His own grandson accidentally saved the life of shopkeeper Bai, and later shopkeeper Bai found out the identity of his grandson, so he took advantage of the situation to cling to him.This kind of thing didn't happen in the early years, so I let it go.

But the old lady, who has matured into a mature woman, felt that this shopkeeper Bai was weird from the beginning to the end.

"Yes, yes, that's him! He said at the time that there was a group of bandits blocking the way in Songjiang Mansion, and they teamed up with local salt sellers to prevent the salt merchants from entering.

The salt merchants went to the local garrison for help, but the garrison took money and didn't do anything, because someone died on that trip, so they went to make trouble again.After the trouble was over, he was locked up in a prison and suffered for several days.Only then did I know that group of people made offerings to the Songjiang Mansion every month!That defense has already been fed!
As a last resort, Shopkeeper Shi, who was in contact with the salt merchants, told Shopkeeper Bai, who was in contact with us, about this matter, and wanted to ask us for help... After all, the ginseng from Jiangnan Daying will be the son-in-law of our Zhen family, so it's a matter of convenience... "

"And then you tasted the sweetness? When something happened to the salt merchant, you went to the people of Jiangnan Daying to help?" The old lady continued to ask.

"Yes... yes, then what, anyway, giving money to the guards in various places is fine, and it is fine to give it to our son-in-law, so why not give it to our family?"

"Then Hu Shenjiang is the son-in-law of the Sixth Uncle's family, right? Why is he messing around with you? Doesn't he know that this is a violation of military discipline!"

"Isn't it... he... likes to gamble..."

The old lady fell silent.

"Is the face of our Zhen family already so bad? Does a mere guard dare not give us face?"

"This... that garrison was born in the Japanese army in the south of the Yangtze River. He is a direct descendant of His Majesty. I heard that he once lived on the same boat with His Majesty. He also said, let alone the Zhen family, it would not be easy for the prince to come to him in person. ..."

Prepare the Japanese army, then there is no way.

It has not been a day or two since Beiwa Army and Jiangnan Daying Camp have disliked them.

Especially since the Zhen family is from the family of King Zhongxin, and the direct descendant of King Zhongxin is Jiangnan Daying, the Zhen family is naturally included in the faction of Jiangnan Daying.

"Then?"

"Afterwards, my brother-in-law developed a group of people in Daying, Jiangnan. As long as the salt merchants had any troubles, they would go there to help them. If things were easy to do, they would still get money. money!
And then it went on like this, until the salt merchants invited people to play a game for Lin Ruhai..."

The old lady didn't know what to say.

"Then don't you know that the collusion between soldiers and merchants is for the Yi tribe?"

"Isn't there still a mother here? With the relationship between you and the Supreme Emperor, plus the eldest sister and the prince who are concubines in the palace, everything will be fine...

Besides, the prince also thinks it is very convenient to do this..."

. . . . . .

"That's the way it is..." After finishing speaking, the old lady quietly looked at the thoughtful Jia Hun.

"The prince thinks it is convenient to do this? Ha, have they ever thought about how the emperor and the emperor think?"

Jia Hun shook his head.

After taking a sip of tea, Jia Hun looked at the old lady again.

"That is to say, at first, some salt merchants were made things difficult, and then the shopkeeper Bai was able to bridge the gap, and the matter was resolved through Jiangnan Daying.

Then the two parties tasted the sweetness, one got benefits, the other got convenience, and more and more people participated in it, until the salt merchants wanted to get rid of my uncle, but they didn't expect my uncle to be taken away by my own soldiers. Breaking out and going out, exposed? "

Jia Hun also looked at the old lady expressionlessly.

"Yes…"

"Last question, does Deng Yuan, the commander-in-chief of the Jiangnan Camp, know about this?"

The old lady remained silent, and didn't speak until the last scene was about to end.

"He was also coerced by the people below. If he didn't participate in it, he would be killed somewhere by his subordinates sooner or later."

clang!
Hua Dan in costume stood upright on the stage, pinching orchid fingers, looking tenderly at the ladies and gentlemen in the audience.

Tonight's play is over.

　I've been waiting for a long time, today's second update.

　　The writing is actually not very satisfactory, and the process is a bit far-fetched.

　　But I really can't think of a better collusion process...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)