Red Mansion Beijingwang

The Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army.

In the official hall, Shui Rong was sitting on a red lacquered wood-backed chair in the main hall. Ying Ting's eyebrows were slightly furrowed. He stared at the people in the hall and said softly: "You have arranged the matter of suppressing the bandits properly. I am so Satisfied, but I don’t need so many sergeants accompanying me, as it will take a lot of effort.”

The matter of suppressing bandits has been arranged, and Niu Cheng and others have been assigned to various provinces, which makes Shuirong quite satisfied. However, the matter of suppressing bandits in Beizhili, which he is responsible for, actually mobilized two thousand troops to accompany him, not to mention delaying the trip. The troops to suppress the bandits were to mobilize troops stationed in various places to test the combat effectiveness of the troops stationed there. The accompanying sergeants were only responsible for the safety of Shuixun and were completely unnecessary.

Two thousand soldiers and horses are enough to suppress the bandits by themselves. In his opinion, it is enough to bring the palace guards with them.

Feng Qing and others looked at each other with slightly hesitant expressions, as if they understood something in their eyes. Feng Qing cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, although my subordinates have confidence in the troops stationed in various places, the water has no constant momentum and the soldiers have no constant shape. The bandits gathered on the top of the mountain and took advantage of the location. To avoid any loss of defense, the prince still has to have soldiers and horses by his side to ensure nothing goes wrong."

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but did not refute for a moment. Although Feng Qing said it in a vague way, he still understood the meaning. The so-called "tigers and leopards are hidden in the mountains." Although bandits are a minor problem, the world's affairs Impermanence, if something goes wrong, the accompanying soldiers and horses will be his backup, just to wipe his ass.

To put it bluntly, they have no confidence in water solubility.

It has to be said that Feng Qing and the others are worthy of being veteran generals in the army, and they have considered everything comprehensively. In other words, they understand very well that suppressing bandits is a trivial matter, and Shui Rong's safety is a big deal. However, they cannot stop Shui Rong from leading troops to suppress bandits, so they think about it. Thorough and thorough, we strive to ensure that water-soluble products are safe and foolproof.

Shui Rong began to think about it, tapping the desk with his fingertips, and said leisurely: "Well, it's a good thing to bring some soldiers and horses, but you don't need so many, just arrange five hundred personal horses to accompany you."

It's good to be just in case, but it's not necessary to mobilize troops too much. With five hundred horsemen and the palace's guards, the bandits who have lost their geographical advantage are nothing to be afraid of. After all, bandits are bandits. Don't treat them as regular troops. They say destroy them, but protecting Shui Rong's safety is enough.

Feng Qing nodded lightly when he heard the words and responded: "I understand that the five hundred personal cavalry can be arranged tomorrow."

Shui Rong was slightly startled when he saw Feng Qing's straightforwardness, and then realized that they had figured out his temper, so they threw out two thousand soldiers and horses first to bargain.

However, Shui Rong didn't care. After all, this was for the sake of his safety. His eyes fell on Feng Qing and he said sternly: "After the king leaves, the right governor will be responsible for all matters in the Governor's Mansion."

After he left, the Governor's Mansion still had to operate normally. Right Governor Feng Qing was originally the second-in-command after him. In addition, Feng Qing was also steady and responsible, so it was most appropriate for him to be in charge.

After handing over the matters one by one, Shui Rong didn't wait too long and left the Governor's Mansion. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the government office, he met a person face to face, it was his good nephew Yong Wang with a green head.

"Uncle Sixteenth, are you planning to return home?"

When King Yong saw Shui Rong, he asked in a friendly manner, with the respect of the younger generation for the elders evident in his voice.

Shui Rong glanced at King Yong with a calm expression, showing neither closeness nor alienation. He nodded and said, "Well, I'm done with official duties and have nothing to do, so I went back to the mansion to have a rest. What does King Yong want from the Governor's Mansion?" thing?"

King Yong became unhappy when he saw Shui Rong's distant attitude. His wife had already been sent over, but he still didn't show any affection.

However, King Yong was not stupid enough to show it, and he remained humble and said with a smile: "Speaking of the last time we had a ritual ceremony at Qingxu Temple, Uncle Sixteen took great care of Pan'er, and Pan'er still wanted to be there. Thank you to Uncle Sixteen."

Shui Rong raised his brows slightly when he heard this, and stared at King Yong. Seeing his calm expression, he paused slightly in his heart. King Yong took the lead in Zhang Paner's matter. It was too late for King Yong to hide it at this moment, and he would definitely not be with him. He shows his cards.

Mentioning the nephew's wife, could it be that he is planning to invite him into the urn?

After straightening his sleeves, Shui Rong frowned and said in a clear voice: "Princess Yong is my king's nephew and wife, so there is no need to be so public. Besides, Yuan Chun, the aunt, took good care of her, and I didn't take care of anything."

When King Yong heard this, he sneered in his heart. Look, his nephew and daughter-in-law are calling her so affectionately. Above him, the rightful owner, is King Yong. He didn't know yet that the sixteenth uncle in front of him took good care of his nephew and daughter-in-law. A hasty and cold rebuttal is nothing more than a guilty conscience.

With a chuckle, King Yong said: "Aunt Sixteen is not doing it for Uncle Sixteen's sake. Why don't Uncle Sixteen go sit in the house and let Pan'er fulfill his filial piety."

Filial piety, what is filial piety? I understand it all. At this moment, Shui Rong completely understood King Yong's intentions. After all, it was still a matter of continuing the heirs.

Shui Rong groaned, with a hint of hesitation between his eyebrows, and said, "Your official duties are more important, let's do it next time."

When King Yong heard this, his eyes flashed with light, and he was secretly happy. Shui Rong didn't refuse immediately, which meant that he was interested. Sure enough, as long as Pan'er was mentioned, Uncle Sixteen couldn't calm down. What a pervert. A stupid guy.

However, this is fine, and Pan'er will help him win over Beijing Prince's Mansion. He said: "It's nothing more than an official document. Just let someone send it in."

With that said, King Yong handed the official documents to the soldiers guarding outside the yamen. After giving him instructions, he pulled Shui Rong away, and Shui Rong, half-pushed, followed King Yong away.

It's not that Shuirong is thinking about his nephew-in-law's filial piety, but if he shows a cold attitude towards his nephew-in-law, King Yong's current unhealthy heart may make life difficult for his nephew-in-law.

Okay, I'm still a little worried about it.

After a while, the two of them arrived at Prince Yong's Mansion in their own carriages. They walked side by side on the bluestone-paved path in the Prince's Mansion. King Yong invited Shui Rong to talk to him in the study.

After all, it was his good nephew who found him a bargain, and Shui Rong did not refuse. Thinking about it carefully, his nephew's one-stop service was really considerate, comparable to Fang Erlang in the Tang Dynasty.

After entering the study room, it goes without saying that there are books in it. There are some calligraphy and paintings hanging upside down on the wall. There is also a bookcase on the west window. The room is well furnished, giving people the impression that it is generally spacious, with dense details, and full of a sense of atmosphere. It has a chic and elegant bookish atmosphere, and the faint aroma of books fills the surroundings.

Shui Rong looked around at the calligraphy and paintings hanging upside down on the wall. Most of them had King Yong's private seal stamped under the corners. He smiled knowingly and said, "King Yong is quite elegant."

Looking at the calligraphy brush full of ink, I didn't expect Yong Wang to be a literary artist.

King Yong's face was slightly startled when he heard this, and a vague strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said: "It was originally done by graffiti. It was not on the stage and made Uncle Sixteen laugh."

Speaking of these calligraphy and paintings, King Yong felt very uncomfortable. After all, these calligraphy and paintings were made during his decadent years. Perhaps he had lost the root of his troubles and his mind was purer, so he concentrated on it and achieved some results.

However, calligraphy and painting were just leisure interests. At this moment, King Yong was focused on power and was not interested in these heretics.

After saying that, King Yong took the tea cup brought by the maid and handed it over. He changed the subject and said, "By the way, Uncle Sixteen is going to lead troops to suppress the bandits. When does he plan to go out."

Shui Rong took a sip of tea and said with a long look, "It's only been two days. King Yong is also interested in leading troops?"

The matter of leading troops to suppress bandits was an open matter, and everyone in the court already knew it. What did King Yong want to do when he mentioned this matter? Did he still want to lead him to a wave of military glory?
It seems that the filial piety of this nephew-in-law is not easy to accept!
King Yong shook his head and said, "My nephew is self-aware and is not a leader in war. It's just that Uncle Sixteen has left. If my nephew has something he doesn't understand, I don't know who to ask for help."

Upon hearing this, Shui Rong chuckled and said, "Cousin Zhongshun is an important minister of the imperial court, and his knowledge is many times or even dozens of times better than mine. If King Yong has any doubts, you can ask him for advice."

I'm still thinking about asking the governor's office of his branch to take care of him, but it's really a beautiful idea. If he joins the governor's office, it will basically show the attitude of the Beijing Prince's family. Shui Rong is not so stupid, and Prince Zhongshun is also his. Uncle, you can go look for him. He is not the only one hinted by Emperor Yongkang.

Moreover, Shui Rong remembered the incident when King Zhongshun cheated him last time.

King Yong raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, but did not continue the topic. Such a big matter cannot be rushed.

After chatting for a while, a beautiful figure came quietly. It was Zhang Pan'er, Princess Yong. The beauty was wearing a green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt with mist and green grass, and a thin veil of green water, with apricot eyes shining. The water is rippling.

Zhang Pan'er glanced at Shui Rong with her beautiful eyes, and there was a bit of surprise under her curved eyebrows. Previously, the servant only reported that the prince invited her to come to the study, but did not mention her uncle. I wonder why his uncle came to Prince Yong's Mansion today. .

Putting aside the doubts in her heart, Zhang Pan'er pursed her pink lips, bowed gracefully, and said softly with a voice like the sound of spring water: "My nephew and wife have met Uncle Sixteen."

Shui Rong stared at the beauty with warm eyes and said softly: "You don't need to be polite to your nephew and wife, it's me who is bothering you." It's better to call him uncle, sixteenth uncle or something like that, but it always feels like something is missing.

King Yong looked at the two people who were well-mannered, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart. They have met each other frankly several times. What are you pretending to do? I'm afraid you two will be unable to bear it if you are not around.

I was sitting down, but my buttocks were not yet hot from sitting, when suddenly someone came from outside and said, "Your Majesty, there is someone from the Ministry of War, and they said they would like to invite Your Majesty."

When King Yong heard this, he frowned and shouted: "I didn't see that I was entertaining Uncle Sixteen. If there is something urgent, tell them that I have something important to attend to and will come over later."

Shui Rong looked at King Yong's stern expression and felt funny in his heart. He put on this pretense, just waiting for him with evil intentions to say something, pretending, and continuing to pretend.

However, this just matched Shui Rong's intention, so he said seriously: "Prince Yong, political matters are important and must not be neglected."

When King Yong heard this, he immediately put on a troubled face, hesitated for a while, and sighed softly: "Since it is the sixteenth uncle's instruction, my nephew will definitely follow it. The sixteenth uncle will sit down for a while first, and then come to accompany my nephew after he has finished dealing with it. "

After saying that, King Yong raised his eyes to look at Zhang Pan'er and said warmly: "Pan'er, it's rare for Uncle Sixteen to come to the palace as a guest. You should be filial to me on my behalf. Don't neglect me."

Immediately, King Yong walked away in a leisurely manner, without taking away a single cloud.

Zhang Pan'er, who was sitting down with a dignified manner, saw King Yong leaving and turned his eyes to look at Shui Rong. Before she could speak, she saw that the man had already stood up and walked towards her, and he landed beside her.

"Uncle Sixteen, what are you doing? I'm your nephew's wife." Zhang Pan'er's heart skipped a beat, a faint blush appeared on her beautiful face, and her beautiful eyes flickered, reminding Shui Rong with a hint.

As soon as this person left, why did my uncle sit over impatiently and be so obsessed with her?
Shui Rong was relieved when he saw this. Although he wore the hat of his good nephew voluntarily, the man's pride did not allow the beauty to hand over her body, and his heart was in a state of loss. The cautious Zhang Pan'er acted like A reluctant attitude to prevent that person from prying.

He reached out and pinched the beauty's smooth chin, and looked at the beautiful and graceful face with concentration. The skin was smooth and smooth to the touch, and he teased: "My nephew is asking Pan'er to honor his uncle, what do you think my uncle will do." "

When Zhang Pan'er heard this, she suddenly felt ashamed. She knew that the young man understood what she meant. What she was doing was just a show. Although she felt like a mirror in her heart, there was an indescribable feeling deep in her heart. Strangely, his voice was a bit charming, and he trembled: "Uncle, no, no."

Before he finished speaking, the young man came closer, as if Tao Rui's lips were already pinched, and the familiar hot breath rushed towards his face, with willfulness and domineeringness, like a torrent of rivers.

On the other side, King Yong did not go to the Ministry of War after leaving the study. He dismissed the servants next to the study one by one and walked lightly to a corner of the study. He got a little closer and only heard a faint "ah" sound inside. His face was slightly startled, then he smiled knowingly.

Originally, he wanted to confirm whether the intimacy between the two was as he imagined, without any intention of spying. Seeing that Uncle Sixteen was so lustful that he fainted as soon as he left, it was exactly what he wanted.

Now that Shui Rong's character was confirmed, King Yong wanted to leave. However, the beautiful voice coming from his ears caused some ripples in King Yong's heart that had been silent for a long time.

It's not that dead trees are blooming, it's just that Zhang Pan'er is his wife who has been sleeping with her for many years. The beauty's graceful grace and graceful hoofbeats have long been forgotten. For a moment, she was a little curious and wanted to observe her grace again.

After hesitating again and again, King Yong tiptoed to the northwest corner. He looked at the carved window that was closed by Chi Chi. His eyes flickered. He stretched out his hand and pushed it gently. There was a slight "squeak" sound, which shocked King Yong. Realizing that this move was inappropriate, he was afraid of disturbing the two people inside.

Curiosity really killed the cat.

The guilty King Yong was about to leave quietly, but the orioles in his ears did not stop, and his heart relaxed slightly. The voice just now was too subtle. If he hadn't listened carefully, how would he have noticed that he was also guilty of being a thief. .

Thinking of this, King Yong paused, his expression changed a little, but out of curiosity, he turned around and looked inside through the gap in the carved window.

Since the carved window was not closed tightly, I think it was God's will.

I saw Zhang Pan'er, who had always been dignified and elegant, sitting on the big rosewood desk in the study room. Her splendid dress was lifted up to her waist, and her plain hands were wrapped around the neck of the sixteenth uncle. The sixteenth uncle looked like a diligent cattle.
How come this is so soft on the desk? Isn't it a waste?

King Yong was not a young man who did nothing, but Zhang Pan'er had always been self-restrained and polite, and generally behaved in a well-behaved manner. The scene in front of him shocked King Yong, and overturned the clean and graceful image of Zhang Pan'er in his mind.

It turns out that Pan'er sacrificed so much for him, which really hurt her.

But for some reason, Zhang Pan'er in front of him was so charming, which made King Yong's heart move. His eyes were even brighter, and he couldn't look away from her for a moment.
Although Shui Rong worked hard, his ears were very sharp, and he could detect even the subtle sounds mixed in with the melodious cries of orioles.

Well, this is probably the benefit of being young, your eyesight, ears, waist, and legs are all good.

He glanced inadvertently from the corner of his eye and vaguely saw his good nephew, but ignored him. He leaned close to the beauty's rose-red earlobe and whispered softly: "Pan'er, your husband is peeping outside, let's be more careful. .”

Shui Rong didn't care about King Yong's prying eyes. This relationship was inherently shady. Besides, Shui Rong didn't take off the beauty's dress. From King Yong's perspective, he could only see a section of the beauty's snowy back. What was it worth?

Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er opened her closed beautiful eyes, raising a bright face like peony petals, her eyes rolled, and as her heart trembled, a sense of disdain surged up.

See, that man never had any trust in her, not even as much as his uncle.

Just listening to Shui Rong say "husband" made the beauty feel disgusted for no reason. She gave the young man a look with beautiful eyes, pursed her pink lips, and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Sixteen, if we are like this, I really feel sorry for the prince. Go ahead." This will never happen again."

It just so happened that Anna's thoughts prevented him from wanting to do anything to her for no reason.

When King Yong outside heard this, he couldn't help but be moved. Even though Pan'er was treated like this, he never forgot his original intention. He was really his good wife, and he would definitely not treat her badly in the future.

Hearing this, Shui Rong felt an unspeakable throbbing in his heart and said, "This can't be done. I have admired and longed for your son for a long time, how can I abandon him."

Zhang Pan'er clearly knew the strangeness of the young man, and the embarrassment on his brows was even worse. She never thought that because he was telling people outside to watch, how could his uncle be so energetic?

However, listening to the young man's words, Zhang Pan'er understood that this was cooperating with him. She bit her pink lips lightly and whispered: "Then Prince... um."

Shui Rong interrupted the beauty's words, and said with a smile on his lips: "Don't worry, I will make up for Yong Wang elsewhere. He wants to be established in the court, and he needs my help. If my nephew and wife want me to If you want to help, you have to perform well."

Drawing a pie is a necessary skill for leaders, just listen to it.

Zhang Pan'er's heart trembled when she heard this. She was originally acting, but this person really looked like she was bullying men and dominating women. She couldn't see the element of acting. Moreover, she could clearly detect the boy's strange movements, which made people's minds spin.

Putting his hands around the young man's neck, Zhang Pan'er stepped forward and whispered: "Uncle, don't mention that person again."

If I keep mentioning it, I really can’t help myself.

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, and replied in a low voice: "Pan'er, there is that person peeping outside, don't you feel the pleasure of revenge?"

Zhang Pan'er's heart trembled when she heard this, her beautiful eyes widened under her curved willow-leaf eyebrows, and there was an unspeakable throbbing in her heart. This...
Although she was shocked, the young man's words made Zhang Pan'er feel hard to calm down. Yes, she had already followed that person's wishes, but she still couldn't trust her at the moment. If she didn't want to find out, then she would do it in front of you. Let you see clearly.

Thinking of this, Zhang Pan'er no longer had any worries, her mind tightened, her beautiful eyes closed, her voice became even softer and more charming, and she said: "If my uncle can help the prince, I will definitely serve my uncle well." , in order to make amends, please uncle not to have mercy."

Hearing this, Shui Rong raised the corners of his mouth and picked up Zhang Pan'er.
Outside the window, King Yong saw this shocking scene, with a trace of gloom between his brows. He did not expect that his uncle would actually use this as a threat to torment her hope in every possible way.

Just looking at this shocking scene, King Yong was in a daze again. His eyes fell on Uncle Sixteen's waist, and he was surprised. How could Uncle Sixteen's waist strength be so good that he was not afraid of injury? (End of chapter)