Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Because they had been delayed in Xifu for a long time, Ruyi, Baochai and Daiyu all rested. Jia Cong did not bother them and went to Qingwen's room to rest.

Qianxue saw him coming and hurriedly helped him change clothes and wash up.

"Where's Qingwen? Did you go to bed so early?" Jia Cong asked curiously.

No matter where she lived in the past, Qingwen would always wait for him to sleep before going to bed.

Qian Xue said: "She suffered some wind and lay down early."

"Huh? Why are you sick?"

"She didn't do it. She didn't sleep in the middle of the night on a cold day, and she didn't wear woolen clothes. She got up and pretended to be a ghost to scare me. Didn't she catch a cold?" Qian Xue said with a smile.

"You can chew your tongue with your little hooves." Qingwen heard the noise and hurriedly got dressed and helped Jia Cong wash up.

Jia Cong put his hand on her forehead and said, "She has a low fever, that's okay. Have you taken any medicine?"

Qingwen smiled and said: "Today the imperial doctor prescribed two doses of medicine to replenish qi and relieve symptoms. After taking it, I feel much better. There is no need to worry."

Jia Cong lovingly scratched her pretty nose and said, "You are such a big girl and you are still so naughty. You are not allowed to be like this in the future. You are not naughty when you are sick."

"I know, sir." Qingwen smiled sweetly.

"Looking at how good you are, I really love you today." Jia Cong pulled her to roll on the couch and said with a smile.

"Master, I'm not cheap, why don't you ask Qianxue to serve you?" Qingwen put her hands on Jia Cong's chest and declined softly.

Jia Cong couldn't bear it when he saw her rosy cheeks and cute look, and insisted: "I will love you first, then Qianxue. I haven't loved you for a long time, don't you miss me?"

Qingwen chuckled and whispered in his ear: "Of course I miss you, but... I'm so sick that I don't have the energy to serve you. I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you."

Jia Cong saw her trying to refuse but still welcomed her, and he smiled: "It doesn't matter, this is called persisting in working even though you are sick, it is a model. I will serve you..."

"Disgusting, um..."

Early the next morning, Jia Cong suddenly felt that his side was hot. He woke up suddenly. When he touched his hand, he felt that the person beside his pillow was like charcoal. He was startled!
"Qingwen, Qingwen!"

"Master... you're awake... I, I will help you change your clothes." Qingwen opened her eyes in a daze, struggled to get up, and said weakly.

"Lie down quickly." Jia Cong hurriedly pressed her down and tucked her in.

He knew that he must have pestered her to beg for sex last night. She was already cold and sweating naked. Now that the weather was cold, last night's troubles made it worse and added another layer of illness.

Thinking of this section, Jia Cong felt regretful and shouted: "Come here!"

Ling'er and Dang'er, who were sitting outside at watch, hurriedly came in: "Master Guo, please give me your instructions."

"Hurry and ask the imperial doctor to see Qingwen."

"Yes." Ling'er hurriedly went.

Next to her, Qianxue also got up and quickly put on her clothes, saying, "Sir, Qingwen's illness is a bit recurring?"

Jia Cong sighed: "It's all my fault, Meng Lang. I didn't consider that she was delicate and caught cold again.

I've been busy with work these two days, so you can take good care of her at home. Then tell all the ladies to invite the best doctors from Tai Hospital. "

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Qian Xue said hurriedly.

"Master, I'm fine." Qingwen forced a smile and said softly.

Jia Cong looked at her dry and flaky lips, his heart ached, and he hurriedly asked the girl to bring tea.

"Qingwen, it's all my fault. I shouldn't bother you."

Qingwen shook her head and said softly: "What did I say? I feel very happy to be able to serve you. It's just that my body is not up to par and it has nothing to do with me."

Jia Cong regretted his recklessness more and more, and said hurriedly: "You are not in good spirits. Stop talking and rest for a while." After saying this, he hurriedly got out of bed, put on his clothes, and twisted a wet handkerchief with his own hands and put it on her forehead.

After Qianxue helped him wash up, she went to arrange food, drink, and medicine.

After a while, a bowl of medicinal soup was served.

Jia Cong hurriedly took the bowl and spoon, sat by the bed and fed her the medicine himself.

Qingwen said hurriedly: "Sir, why is this happening? You should go about your serious business."

"This is serious business, drink the medicine quickly, um, it won't be hot anymore."

When Qingwen saw him taste the medicine for herself, she was moved to tears and quickly opened her mouth to drink.

"Master, go and practice your martial arts quickly. I'm fine. The little girl can just serve me." Qingwen said.

"I won't practice today. After you take the medicine, I have to watch you eat and drink." Jia Cong said.

Qingwen felt guilty and happy when she saw that he had missed even the most important training for her. She looked at Jia Cong and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to bear such pampering."

Jia Cong took the perilla minced meat porridge brought by the girl, blew it, scraped a small spoonful from the edge, handed it to her lips, and said: "I can't do this one thing as good as you do to me." ”

"Yeah, it's delicious." Qingwen was as docile as a kitten, eating the porridge in small mouthfuls. Although she was sick, she was full of joy.

Jia Cong helped her lie down again and said, "You're lucky enough to rest at home and take your medicine on time. I'll come back to see you after I leave the office."

Qingwen nodded obediently in agreement.

Jia Cong kissed her gently on the face, turned around and went out, and gave some instructions to Qian Xue and others before going out to go to the office.

If he hadn't had a major task today, he would have really wanted to skip work and stay at home with Qingwen.

Thinking about today's mission, a stern look flashed in Jia Cong's eyes. The King of Liao was a thieves who had lost his wits and harmed him many times. Now, by taking his son's life first, he could recover some interest for his ancestors.

It was time to settle the grievances between the Jia family and the Prince of Liao's family for several generations in his own hands.
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At this time, the palace of Prince Liao was already busy, because tonight the Crown Prince was going to invite all the princes and princes to a banquet, and all the managers got up early in the morning to arrange various affairs, and they must make sure to make the banquet beautiful and bring honor to their own young princes.

"Old Zhao, what are you busy with? There is a banquet today, and you are the busiest in the kitchen. Do you have everything ready? If there is anything missing, let me know and I will ask the boy to buy it."

Kitchen steward Zhao Erbao was directing his men to move the ingredients. He looked up and saw a short, fat and rich steward coming over with a smile. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Lao Jin, this is a good relationship.

I'm short of manpower here, could you please ask the boy to go to the Fairy Wine Shop to buy some more high-quality wine, and then ask the fruit and vegetable delivery guy in the market to bring more candied fruits. "

Manager Jin nodded with a smile and hurriedly ordered the servants around him to do as he was told.

Zhao Erbao said enviously: "Lao Jin is still your errand, specializing in collecting land rent and land tax. He is light and oily, unlike here, which is dirty and tiring. If you do a good job, you should do it. If something goes wrong, it will happen." Something that breaks the sky."

Manager Jin smiled and said: "Don't be embarrassed by me. It took a lot of effort for Mr. Zhao to get you a job in the kitchen. If he hears that you don't know what to do now and complains, it would be nice of you." Eat the fruit.

If others don’t know, don’t we, the old people of several lifetimes, also know? They say that a master's belly is full of oil and water. Look at your belly, it's bigger than mine. "Zhao Erbao chuckled, cupped his hands and said, "Let's laugh. I really can't get through it today, how about you lend me some of your people? Anyway, they are fine in the cold winter months. "

Manager Jin smiled and said: "You and I have been brothers for decades, what is the value of trivial things? If you can't turn around here, just go to the chief manager and tell me that my little brother will come to do chores for you personally. Anyway, if you are idle, you will be idle."

"Okay, just keep an eye on me while I go find the chief manager."

Zhao Erbao left with a smile, arguing that outsiders would never be allowed to interfere in the important area of ​​the kitchen, but Lao Jin and he were both family members of the royal family for several generations, so they knew everything about it, so they didn't argue.

Manager Jin looked at Zhao Erbao's leaving figure, with a deep smile flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly I saw a firewood truck pushing through the back door. Manager Jin secretly came and said quickly: "Push the firewood to the woodshed. Why are you running around? How many heads do you have if you hit the noble man?"

"Yes, yes, I will go now." Nalifu nodded and bowed, smiling in apology. Suddenly, the rope that bound the firewood broke, and the wood piled high as a hill fell to the ground.

"Bastard! Is this the first day you deliver firewood? Don't let him deliver it again!" Manager Jin was furious, pointing at the pieces of firewood on the floor and cursing.

All the kitchen boys also stood aside and gloated and laughed.

That Lifu was startled and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "Master, you are so kind and kind. The livelihood of my family depends on this job. If it is gone, how will I live?"

Manager Jin snorted, raised his chin, and sneered: "Look at what you have done. I wonder if there is something big going on in the house today? Just go back."

Lifu was frightened and hurriedly took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, stuffed them into Steward Jin's hands, and begged, "Please be more considerate, sir."

Steward Jin smacked his lips, weighed the scraps of silver in his hand, and said, "That's all. Hurry up and put away the firewood. What are you looking at? If you're not busy picking it up, Steward Zhao will come back and see your skin carefully."

All the boys smiled and stepped forward to help.

Manager Jin put the silver in his arms, walked slowly to the kitchen and took a look, then slipped out and pretended to relieve himself, then walked into the latrine.

Seeing no one around, he reached into his arms and slowly took out a small folded piece of paper.

Obviously, the Lifu who delivered the firewood just now was also a spy that Jin Yiwei had already planted.

Manager Jin unfolded it and took a look. The code marks were all correct. He immediately twisted the note into a ball, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.

Xindao has been ordered to lurk in the Liao Palace since his grandfather's generation. Hundreds of dignified and well-dressed families have been working as slaves for so many years. From now on, they are finally free.

Unexpectedly, before I left, I could do something big and make a great contribution, and my lifetime of hard work would not be in vain.

"Lao Jin, Lao Jin." Suddenly I heard shouting from outside.

Manager Jin hurriedly came out with his belt, glared at Zhao Erbao, and said, "I'm not clean when I go out, so what's the matter?"

Zhao Erbao smiled and said: "I went back to the chief manager and asked you to help me look after the kitchen. I'll look at the food and wine on the stove, and you look at the utensils. How about that?"

Manager Jin waved his hand and said, "Okay, I got it. What's this little thing worth?"

Then he walked to the front, called a few boys, and said: "Go to the warehouse and move out the tables, chairs, screens, mattresses, chair backs, cups, plates, and utensils for the banquet. Clean them and place them properly, and provide them with snacks." , don’t smash it.”

"Don't worry, boss, it's not your first time doing something." The boys smiled and accepted the order.

Manager Jin nodded and waited patiently until the sun turned west before walking to the large flower hall to take a look.

The girls and wives were placing dishes at the table when they saw him coming and hurriedly greeted him.

Manager Jin looked around and said calmly: "But look carefully, is there anything missing?"

"I've checked everything out, and everything is complete." said an experienced girl.

"Well, these cups, plates and utensils haven't been used for a long time. Have they been cleaned?" Manager Jin picked up a plate and inspected it.

"Don't worry, manager. These eight sets of lapis lazuli enamel cups and saucers with orchid and stone patterns have been carefully scrubbed five times by the ladies. They are brighter than a mirror.

The young prince is accustomed to using this set of dotted blue cloisonné enamel and white tiger-pattern cups and saucers, and has even washed them eight times. You see, they are even cleaner than the beauty’s face. "A daughter-in-law replied with a smile.

"Really? Let me see, the things that the young prince uses are not careless." Manager Jin walked to the main seat, took a bowl and looked at the light, then picked up the wine glass and checked it again.

"Well, you really put your heart into it. Tomorrow I will report your hard work to the chief manager. You guys have been busy all day and still lost a few rewards."

"Oh, thank you so much, Manager Jin, for your kindness." Everyone cheered in unison.

"Okay, okay. After everything is arranged neatly, we will send two people to guard the flower hall. No one will be allowed in before the banquet begins." Manager Jin waved his hand.

"Yes, don't worry in charge, they are all old people doing errands and understand the rules."

"Well, please be careful and don't lose the dignity of our family."

"Yes."

Manager Jin nodded and left with his hands behind his back. No one saw some transparent gelatinous substance stuck to his right thumb under the sleeve of his robe.

Sunlight shines through the glass tiles of the skylight and slants down into the flower hall. If someone checks carefully again, they will find that there is a thin layer of something on the bottom of the wine glass at the host table, as if a layer of gauze is covering the beauty's face.

At this time, Jia Cong was listening to the report in the Jinyiwei commander's office.

"Your Excellency, Zhiyuan just sent out the news, saying that everything is in place. If there are no accidents, we should be able to succeed with one strike." Fang Jida said.

Jia Cong nodded and said, "How many people are there like Zhiyuan?"

"Not many. In addition to various royal palaces, there are also..." Fang Ji paused for fear of offending Jia Cong.

"There are also important founders who have been installed in the palace, right? There is no need to be taboo, you will never do anything bad in your life, and you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night." Jia Cong said calmly.

"Yes." Fang Ji said hurriedly: "It was the method that the first commander of Jinyiwei came up with when the Jinyiwei was founded. It was called the Moon Hunting Plan, and the North and South Divisions each divided some.

Only the commander, the north and south town governors, and the two commanders of Qianhu in this guard knew the inside story. "

Jia Cong smiled and said: "The plan to catch the moon? It's interesting. Is this a tree planted by the predecessors and used by the latter to enjoy the shade?"

Wen Zhendao: "It means that the identities of these spies are extremely secretive. They are as if they are hidden under the sea. They can easily move without moving and they can catch the moon at any time."

"Okay! This is the background of our Jin Yiwei." Jia Cong said, stroking his hands: "How to ensure that these secret spies will not betray after several generations?"

Wen Zhendao: "In this business, there is no guarantee, so we can only do our best.

Since birth, these spies have been cared for by special persons disguised as wet nurses, relatives, etc., who have taught them how to read and write, understand the importance of loyalty to the emperor and serving the country, and trained them to have a calm and alert personality. When they grow up, they will be informed of the truth.

After years of training, people will generally accept a new identity. After all, who would rather be a slave than an official? What's more, they are not required to do anything on weekdays. They are only activated at critical moments as secret agents. "

"What if he disobeys or secretly rebels?"

Fang Ji smiled and said: "It's not that easy to deceive this guard. Every few years, we always use some small bait to test it. If it betrays, it will definitely not be able to hide it." (End of Chapter)