Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 88 You don't want to be killed by the Yi tribe either...

Seeing that Deng Yuan was still in deep thought, Jia Hun ignored him and refilled himself a cup of tea.

"Those princes who go to carry big bags are naturally not qualified to win the heir, and then those princes who go to various armies to practice.

Take the example of the faithful king in your family.

As the fourteenth son of the emperor, he chose the Jiangnan camp, which was closer to his mother clan, the Zhen family, and was calmer, with basically no combat missions, to practice.

That is to say, the emperor's temper has improved a lot in the past two years, and King Zhongxin himself is quite favored, so he can come here.

Our fourth son was a little bit worse, and was driven to the desert to eat sand.However, the harvest is far stronger than the King of Faithful, not a little bit..."

Deng Yuangang wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, it was true.

He also wanted to understand, which army the prince went to practice, and that army would most likely become the prince's direct descendant, and the most powerful confidence in fighting for the dragon.

Compared with the Anxi Army and the Northwest Frontier Army behind the Anxi Army, the support that his Jiangnan camp can bring to King Zhongxin is too weak.

"I got it?"

"Yes, presumably, the prince's army will become his direct lineage, right?"

"Yes, and then through this army, get acquainted with scholars from the local area or surrounding areas of the army, especially Jinshi, to form a civil and military team.

This team, after the new emperor ascended the throne, became his core team and the cornerstone of his governance.

The rest will not be liquidated according to the rules, such as the current minister of the Ministry of Industry, he is one of the former emperor's younger brother's cronies. "

With a reorganized face, Deng Yuan drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp, looked down at the table, digesting the latest information, and didn't even notice that Jia Hui refilled his tea.

He has been in the "General" of the army for decades, but he has never been able to learn this information, which made him doubt the small faction he belongs to for the first time.

If you don't even know this, what's the use of you!

"So, Mr. Deng, there are many people who know about your taking refuge in King Zhongxin, and it's not a secret.

There is one thing you need to know, loyalty to the prince and the court cannot conflict, once the general finds out that there is something that violates the law, he chooses to conceal it instead of reporting it to the court..."

Jia Hun pointed to the direction of the martial arts field with his folding fan.

"You who are familiar with military orders should know what will happen..."

Deng Yuan's face was livid, with sweat running down his beard, and he stared at the direction of the martial arts field, with struggle in his eyes.

Jia Hun picked up the teacup and drank the tea little by little, staring at Deng Yuan opposite him, waiting for his reply.

The clouds in the sky blocked the bright sun, and the sky suddenly became overcast.

As if sensing the dignified atmosphere in the gazebo, even the cicadas on the trees did not make a sound.

Deng Yuan turned his head back with difficulty, and looked at Jia Hun who was sipping tea by himself with a struggling face.

"Xiaguan, Xiaguan... I understand..." A hoarse voice squeezed out of Deng Yuan's throat. In an instant, it was as if a huge stone fell to the ground in his heart, pressing Deng Yuan hard on the stone table, and he lifted it with difficulty. He raised his head, and looked expectantly at the man in front of him with power.

"Hmm, as long as Mr. Deng, you explain everything you know about the collusion between the Jiangnan camp and the salt merchants in detail. You can forget about staying in the army.

However, isn't it good for the whole family to live an honorable life in the capital of God?

I felt it in the match just now, Mr. Deng, you are almost unable to beat it, right?
Wouldn't it be better to just quit the job and train a few sons at home safely?With the help of you, the former chief military officer and Uncle Tai Xing, isn't it more reliable than you relying on the King of Faithful and Na Laoshizi'Jiangmen'? "

Jia Hun played with the fan and continued to talk to Deng Yuan.

Deng Yuan stared closely at Jia Hun's fan, his lips trembling constantly, and finally he let out a long sigh, and firmness appeared in his eyes again.

The cicadas on the trees began to sing again, the clouds in the sky were blown away by the breeze, and the bright sun shone on the earth again.

"Since the governor is promoting you, the next official will tell you the truth..."

Jia Hun nodded, put away the folding fan, picked a Zihao from the pen holder on the side of the stone table, picked up an ink stick of no discernible origin, poured some tea on the inkstone, and slowly polished it. stand up.

Deng Yuan looked at Jia Hun's grinding hand with his eyes motionless, and he was organizing words in his heart.

Soon, the tea on the inkstone became ink, and Jia Hun picked up Zihao, tapped some ink, and pointed to Deng Yuan with his eyes.

"Actually, it was too late when the lower officials knew they were colluding together...

Xiaguan also found it by accident. That day I saw a group of people unloading boxes at the back door of Xiaguan’s mansion. I wondered where it came from. I asked them, but they didn’t say anything, so they went in and asked my wife... "

Deng Yuan spoke slowly, while Jia Hun wrote quickly.

"I asked my wife, but she said that my brothers in the camp sent me the dividends, and that I should have known about it long ago. But where did the dividends come from? Where does Jiangnan Daying have other income?
The officer panicked, so he rode his horse and went to the camp, where he saw General Hu Shen and others who had been waiting in my barracks for a long time..."

"Wait, what is the name of General Hu? Tan Ji calls him General Hu, and your boss also calls him General Hu. What is his real name?"

Jia Hun interrupted Deng Yuan's words and asked his own question.

"This... General Hu, he, he is called... General General."

"Huh? Is it really Hu's surname, and his name is General?"

"That's right, his father's name is Hu Guerrilla, and he became a guerrilla general. His grandfather's name is Hu Qianhu, and he was indeed Qianhu. He now has a son named Hu Zongzhen..."

"..."

Jia Hun curled his lips, pointed to Deng Yuan with the pen, and signaled him to continue.

"When I entered the tent, I dragged General Hu Cang and asked him where he got the money. Only then did I realize that they were so bold as to collude with salt merchants..." Deng Yuan couldn't help but think of the military law on collusion between military and merchants. I shivered.

The Yi tribe! !

"The ginseng general broke away from the lower official's hand, and said to the lower official, since my wife received the first sum of money, the lower official can't hide, it's better to turn a blind eye and close one eye, since you have money If you earn money, you can also serve the prince.

Otherwise, if this matter is exposed, none of my family will be able to escape..." Deng Yuan's face showed pain.

Jia Hun wrote down what Deng Yuan said with a blank face. Tan Ji had to take the embroidered clothes to check whether these things were true or not.

Deng Yuan kept talking, and Jia Hun kept memorizing, and he would open his mouth to guide him from time to time.It took more than half an hour to barely record "everything" that Deng Yuan knew.

Until the ink was about to run out, Deng Yuan couldn't say anything more, and Jia Hun's questions were finished.

"Come on, Mr. Deng, this is your confession. Take a look. If there is no problem, then sign and draw on every sheet!"

Jia Hun first checked the whole article for any omissions, and then handed it to Deng Yuan.And handed him a box of ink pads.

Deng Yuan took it with both hands and took a closer look.

"Hiss! What a sharp word! It looks like you used the running script of Zhao Ji and Zhao family from the previous dynasty to paste it! You have already got three points of the true meaning!"

"Well, congratulations. Look at the content, not the words!"

"Ah, right, right, it's the fault of the lower officials, it depends on the content. The lower officials can't help it, can't help it!"

Jia Hun snorted coldly, but his heart was filled with joy.

Know the goods!
Deng Yuanzai read it twice carefully from beginning to end, and then carefully signed and stamped page by page, until he pressed a red finger print on the name on the last piece of paper.

Satisfied, Jia Hun sorted out the statements in order and stuffed them into his bosom.

"Since that's the case, I won't bother you any more. I still have something to do. Let's go." Jia Hui drank the last bit of tea in his cup and stood up.

"I'll see you off!" Deng Yuan also stood up quickly, and the servant girl who was watching them from a distance quickly turned and ran into the martial arts arena.Soon, two young masters of the Deng family ran towards Jia Hun.

"Governor, my two brothers are also here to see you off!" Deng Jie panted heavily, sweating profusely.

"A certain family sees that you don't want to continue practicing, so you're looking for an excuse to be lazy!" Jia Hun looked narrowly at the two teenagers whose clothes were all soaked.

"Hey, Commander-in-Chief, this...hey!" Xiao Abacus was seen through like this, and Deng Jie scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, unable to say anything.

"Hahaha, brother Deng, I think let them rest for a while!"

"Well... then follow what the governor said!" Deng Yuan agreed with a face of embarrassment, and then glanced at the two brothers angrily.

. . . . . .

Dunhuang County Government House, Yingtai Hall.

Tan Ji and Jia Yucun, who had been waiting here for a long time, finally waited for Jia Hun's return. Seeing Jia Hun walking in with a smile, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come on, Old Tan, this is Deng Yuan's confession, you can verify it later."

Jia Hun handed the confession to Tan Ji, and Tan Ji took it with both hands, and read it carefully.

Jia Hun took off his big hat, put it on the table, and then sat down. The discerning Jia Yucun quickly brought a pot of iced jasmine tea, poured a large cup full and handed it to Jia Hun. hui.

Jia Hui took a mouthful and stayed in his mouth, feeling the coldness of the tea.

Seeing this, Jia Yucun knew that the general had entered a state of emptiness, and would be beaten to death if he disturbed the general at this time, so he tactfully moved to Tan Ji's side, watching and discussing together.

Jia Hun at the side sat slumped on the grand teacher's chair, drinking the cold scented tea in the cup one after another.

it's too hot!
. . . . . .

Du Yi is a small banner officer of the Jinling Qianhu Institute of Embroidery Guards. He has a dozen people in charge of him and works under the tent of Qianhu Tan Ji.

Nearly a month ago, he received an order from Qianhu to ask his general banner to track down a person named Shopkeeper Bai, but those people were too cautious, and nothing was gained.

The world-renowned Xiuyiwei found nothing, and everyone was very frustrated.

But things took a turn.Master Qianhu turned his head and asked them to investigate a general named Hu Shenjiang. He thought that Hu Shenjiang would find nothing here as before.

But something was found!
South of Jinling City.

On the north shore of Shijiu Lake, Bowang Town.

Wearing half-worn cloth clothes and shoes, staring at a broken straw hat, slightly messy hair, unshaven face, and a broken sword that looks cheap at first glance.

Du Yi, dressed as a scholar, was walking on the street with a bamboo bookcase on his back.

Du Yi was rather handsome, and no matter how he dressed, he didn't look like someone who lived in the rivers and lakes or in the land, so he often pretended to be a scholar studying abroad, and even took the exam for a scholar in order to look more like him.

It stands to reason that such a god should be transferred to a civil service or sent directly to the imperial examination, but if he doesn't do it, he just wants to be a secret agent in the embroidery guard.

Tan Ji had no choice but to let him go, but he also began to focus on training him, treating him as a confidant.

Du Yi also lived up to Tan Ji's high expectations, and completed all kinds of tasks very well.

After digging out the line of Hushenjiang, Du Yi took the initiative to ask for a job and continued to dig deeper.

This time, they dressed up in various images and followed the people from the gambling house all the way to Bowang Town.

The daring Du Yi even ran into their convoy, negotiated and got on the carriage, and came here talking and laughing all the way, until he got close to Bowang, and then got out of the carriage. Brother Du wants to keep him.

Joy Inn.

As a famous inn chain in Daqi, the headquarter of Yuelai Inn is located in Jinling City. Therefore, as the basic base of Yuelai Inn, almost every town in Jiangnan Province has a large or small inn.

As for who the big shopkeeper of Yuelai Inn is, no one in the world knows.But this is no secret to the Five Armies Commander's Mansion.

The big shopkeeper of Yuelai Inn is Tan Ji who is an embroidered guard from Jinling Qianhu!

Previous Jinling Qianhu Metropolitans were also in charge of Yuelai Inn, mainly focusing on the ledgers, and the specific operations were managed by the big shopkeepers trained in embroidered clothes.

This is the family business specially approved by the Taizu for the Embroidered Guards.

In this world, where is there a more mixed and well-informed place than brothels, taverns, restaurants and inns?Embroidered Yiwei naturally wouldn't miss it.

Ever since, Yuelai Inn, a well-known chain inn across the country, was opened with the support of Xiuyiwei.

On the one hand, it is to provide a place for colleagues who embroider clothes to rest and exchange information with peace of mind.

On the one hand, it also relies on him to maintain high spy funds.

On the other hand, it is also to find some extra money for the brothers of Xiuyiwei.

In any case, in just 50 years, Yuelai Inns have sprung up all over the country like mushrooms after a spring rain. Even the westernmost part of Daqi, Yili City, has opened a new one.

Sunshine City also opened one.

Du Yi took out a mahogany card from the bookcase. This is the identity card given by Yuelai Inn to regular customers. When they arrive at any inn, they can enjoy various discounts and free room upgrade services.

"Shopkeeper, go to the room!" Du Yi held up a mahogany card and shouted at the shopkeeper who was busy behind the counter.

The people from the rivers and lakes who were eating and drinking fell silent for the most part, and looked at the commoner scholar standing at the door.

She looks pretty...

"Here we come! Yo, it turns out to be a regular customer with a red card! Please come upstairs!" The shopkeeper raised his head and looked towards the door.When he saw the wooden sign in Du Yi's hand, especially the black ears tied to the lower part of the wooden sign, he hurried out of the counter and led Du Yi upstairs himself.

"It's just a coincidence, the guest officer, there is only one room left in the small shop!" The shopkeeper said to Du Yi.

Du Yi responded to the shopkeeper one after another, but walked upstairs with a tired face.Seeing the exhausted look on the regular customer's face, the shopkeeper wisely didn't speak to him.

Seeing that everything was normal, the Jianghu people who were eating and drinking downstairs looked away and continued to drink.

　Chapter 1 will be delivered, and Chapter 2 will be sent out around noon.

　　
　
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