Reborn in the last years of Kangxi

Chapter 500
Hearing the barking of the dog, Han Jiangshi put down the book in his hand and listened attentively.

Xiao Xi and Xiao Lu put down their work and looked in the direction of the window with worried expressions on their faces.

After a while, the barking gradually stopped.

Xiaoxi stroked her chest, and said with a little anxiety: "Girl, it's been several nights, and the servant girl is terrified. After all, it's not like the south, and you don't know the place well, why don't you go out and avoid it?"

"That's right, girl, the servant girl also thinks it's wrong. Let's find a place to avoid it. If something goes wrong, there will be no place to take regret medicine." Xiaolu also echoed.

Before Han Jiang could speak, he heard the sound of exploding lights, and the room suddenly became dark.

Speaking of which, it was not the first time Han Jiangshi had seen such a thing as a dog barking in the middle of the night, nor was it unfamiliar.

When they were in Jiangning earlier, the Han and Jiang clans were concerned about the bank, and those who were soft could not do it, and those who wanted to be tough.

Although Han Jiangshi is young, he is not afraid in his heart.One is that the door is tight, there are many guards, and the bottom is in mind; the other is that the neighbors are enthusiastic, and half the street is dispatched for any movement.

After arriving in the capital, she was not as courageous as before.

Daoxiang Village is under the name of Princess Gege, and some people dare to throw arsenic directly, treating their lives as a trifle; the house here has been barked several times, but the neighbors are tightly closed, for fear of being implicated.

Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door, and no one cares about the frost on others' tiles.

The richer the capital, the colder the human relationship.

Although he was a little apprehensive in his heart, Han Jiang didn't show it on his face, and said to the two servant girls, "No problem, Guanshi Zheng is guarding the front house."

The "Guan Zheng" she was referring to was Zheng Hu from the Cao Mansion.

At this moment, Zheng Hu was sitting in the side hall of the front yard, eating supper with Ren Shuyong.Two bowls of hot glutinous rice balls are so hot that I eat them.

Hearing the sound of the dog barking, Ren Shuyong put down the glutinous rice ball bowl in his hand, looked at Zheng Hu and said, "Master Zheng, here comes again, do you want to put the boys on alert."

Zheng Hu shook his head and said, "No need, stealing the rain is not stealing the snow, it's just stepping on the plate. Even if you want to make some noise, you have to wait for the snow to melt in two days."

Ren Shuyong was still a little worried, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Master Zheng, besides night, should we also pay more attention during the day, seeing that there are more people wandering outside the door these two days than before?"

Zheng Hu nodded, and said: "Brother Ren is right. Although some of Jiang's guards look strong, they are not outstanding in skill. In addition, they are all from the south. If something really happens, It may not be able to deal with it. Tomorrow, I will go back to the mansion and tell the uncle. See if there are more people here..."

*
Cao's East Mansion, East Testing Institute.

"Ah... this... Grandpa..." Looking at the bright red blood on her husband's back, Jing Hui was surprised and speechless, but felt so distressed that she burst into tears in desperation.

"Hey, I won't let you see it. You're so inclined to see it. You don't want to lose the golden beans. My father has rough skin and thick flesh. These are really not a problem, and it doesn't hurt at all, really." Cao Song smiled and comforted.

Looking at his pale face and cold sweat on his forehead, it doesn't seem to hurt?

Looking at the thick blood on her fingers, Jinghui hurriedly went to the ground to get a bottle of ointment from Duobaoge.

In this mansion, there is no one else who can fight Cao Song, only her mother-in-law Zhaojia.It's just that he is his own son, how can he bear such a cruel hand?

No matter how good-tempered Jinghui is, seeing her husband being beaten like this made her feel a little dissatisfied with her mother-in-law.

"How could it cause my mother-in-law to be so angry, but the separation of the family is not appropriate?" Jing Hui asked after thinking for a moment.

Hearing the word "separation", the smile on Cao Song's face froze, and he sighed with a bit of melancholy, and said: "There is nothing wrong with it, we will live a good life in the future... If mother has any If you are angry, or say something ugly, you also look at my affection, don't care about your mother."

Jinghui sat beside Cao Song, picked some medicine, and gave it to Cao Song.

Hearing what Cao Song said, Jinghui said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Lord, I still know the word 'respect', so I will respect and filial my wife naturally, and I will not be a disobedient daughter-in-law."

Cao Song lay on the kang and murmured: "It doesn't matter if you are respectful or filial, I don't want you to be wronged blindly. If you have any grievances, just tell me...I..."

What can he do?As my brother once said, no matter what the mother is, she is also his biological mother, and she can only accept it.

Thinking of this, he just felt like his chest was stuffed with a ball of cotton, making it hard to breathe.

He fell on the bed weakly, his eyes were sore and unstoppable, and he really wanted to cry out.

"Master..." Seeing that something was wrong with him, Jinghui bowed her head and asked with some concern.

Cao Song was disheartened and felt that he couldn't vent his foul breath.Seeing his wife Fen Mian approaching, he pulled Jing Hui, turned over and pressed her under him.

"Master..." Jinghui was stunned by Cao Song's actions.

The lights hadn't been turned off, and the quilt hadn't been made yet, Jing Hui's face was flushed, and she wanted to persuade her husband to get up first.

Cao Song's voice seemed to be a little mournful, and Jinghui only felt that her neck was wet and hot.

She sighed in her heart, swallowed the words of persuasion, reached out and gently wrapped her husband's waist, and gently responded to him...

*
The next day, when it was snowing and the weather was fine, Cao Yong had breakfast and went out with his father. After passing the Xidan archway, they separated and went to the yamen separately.

The annual holiday started from the "seal" years ago, and the "seal" will be "opened" today, which is the first time in the new year.

When I arrived at the yamen, I saw the subordinate officials, although I met them at the party on the first day of junior high school, but when I saw Cao Yong, I still had to say hello to him.

Although it has been a year, everyone in the yamen doesn't look any different from last year.

Wang Jingzeng still walks squarely, speaks slowly and quietly, and still likes to look at people quietly; Yi Duli always smiles whenever he meets each other, as if there is a happy event every day; Writing official documents, looks like an old scalper.

Cao Yong's own stature is to do his duty well with all his heart.

The more the chief officer, the heavier the responsibility.The errand was done, and there were no mistakes, so he felt safe.

In the final analysis, he has always been afraid and feels very insecure.

For a big man, to say that he has no sense of security may sound ridiculous, but it is the truth.

Officials in Beijing are light and easy, and every vacancy can't wait for several officials to make up for it. There are fewer jobs and more people, and it is the most labor-saving to be vague.However, there is not much to worry about.

Especially the hall officials like Cao Yong are different from the officials below who perform their duties.

When something happens to the officer, the superior is responsible for it, and the subordinates are responsible for the scapegoat. They are more tactful and can easily get away.The hall officials are the easiest for the censor to stare at.

Even something as small as a sesame mung bean can make a fuss.

Especially young dignitaries like Cao Yong are the "fat meat" in the mouth of Yu Shi.

If they can find a chance to impeach, those talents will not be afraid of the so-called royal cronies. What they pursue is the "reputation" of "defying power".

Although Cao Yong is not a person who loves fame, he is not willing to be caught in the pigtails, leaving any hidden dangers.In addition, he is also a responsible person, and he regards being an official as a serious job, so he is also conscientious.

At noon, Cao Yong finished processing the copywriting in his hand, touched his sore wrist, got up and walked for two steps, walked to the door, and looked out.

Although it was only half a day's work, due to the fine weather, the snow on the ground had gradually melted, and some water stains appeared on the ground.

In the 54th year of Kangxi, what will happen to the eighth elder brother? Is there any movement from Zhungeer?When did the Great General Wang Shisi make his fortune?
Cao Yong frowned slightly, thinking in his heart, but he didn't know all about it.

In the future, the history he knows is that the fourteenth elder brother went to war and the fourth elder brother came to power, but he is completely ignorant of the details.

Cao Yin is not dead, he is not dead, the wings of a butterfly have made history a little bit changed.

Will these changes affect the course of history?
What if we can promote the development of history in a benign direction while saving our lives?It is not thinking about slaughtering the sun and dominating the beauty, but to create some well-being for future generations with the conscience of a Chinese.

As a man, I don't want to be famous in the world, but I just want to be worthy of the world.

Agrarian society, feudal political situation, the product of the development of this social productive force to the present, is not something he can touch if he wants to change it.

Worried, in the case of saving your life, will you just dawdle like this day after day, year after year?

Cao Yong's sight fell on the sparrow beside the corridor.

Even a sparrow lives a happy life, flying to countless places every day in order to satisfy its hunger.

Although I said that I have no worries about food and clothing, could it be that I want to be a fool waiting to die, such a life is really boring.

It is said that "feeling warm and thinking about sex", it seems that there is some truth to it.

It's just that on Cao Yong, what he thinks about is not "***", but what a man should do.

This year is the 54th year of Kangxi, and I will spend the next seven years in peace. After being in the Yongzheng Dynasty in peace, do I want to be in the Qianlong Dynasty?

It's not that I'm noble, and I don't have the compassionate heart of the Buddha to love the world, but I just don't want to live this life in vain.

In addition to survival, there must be other pursuits, otherwise life is really too boring.

Opium, opium... Cao Yong squinted his eyes, as if he saw the direction in the vastness.

At this time, someone said: "Sir, what are you thinking about, so engrossed?"

It was Yi Duli's voice, Cao Yong raised his head, smiled and said: "I didn't think about anything, I'm sore from sitting, move my muscles and bones."

Yi Duli said: "Looking at my lord lying at his desk for a long time, it's no wonder his body isn't sore. It's snowing season, it's cold and cold, my lord, let's go eat white meat pot at noon?"

Just as Cao Yong was about to nod his head and say hello, he saw Tang Zhiyu rushing in with official documents in his hand.

Seeing Cao Yong, Tang Zhiyu took two steps quickly, stepped forward and said, "My lord, please have a look at the official document issued by the emperor." Then, he leaned over and handed over the document in his hand.

Cao Yong reached out and took it, opened it and read it.

It turned out that it was the Lifan Academy who wrote a note, mentioning that there was a lot of snow in Mongolia this year.Because the pastures of the imperial court are located in Zhangjiakou, Gubeikou, and Xidengfeng, all of which are on the border of Mongolia.If the snow becomes a disaster, it will be a heavy blow to the ranch.

So Kangxi issued a handbook, ordering everywhere to send officials who are good at running the station to count the dead and injured outside the mouth, so that they must not hide it.

Although the beginning of spring is early this year, it is still in the first month, and the capital is already cold enough, let alone Mongolia outside the Great Wall.This errand also requires speed, so if you want to take a stroll around in a carriage, I think you can't.

Cao Yong looked at Tang Zhiyu, who was weak and frail, and Yiduli, who was wearing a thick cotton coat under an official uniform.

Yi Duli was the smartest, seeing that Cao Yong's face was slightly heavy, he asked: "My lord, but is there any bad news, this season..."

Cao Yong handed the official document to Yi Duli, Yi Duli read it, "hehe" laughed twice, and said: "My lord, this time I will not automatically invite you to be an official. You also know that being an official is the worst. That time years ago, I had frostbite on my hands and feet, and it hasn't completely healed until now."

As he spoke, he handed the official document to Tang Zhiyu, who had a bewildered expression on his face, and said, "What's this called? It doesn't stop all year round, and our Taipu Temple has become a busy yamen."

Tang Zhiyu read the official document, thought for a while, raised his head and said, "My lord, why don't you step down as an official? You have been a low-ranking official before, so you know the way!"

Not to mention the galloping mentioned by the holy order, it is normal marching, dozens of miles a day, and going to Mongolia in this season is not something Tang Zhiyu, a southerner, can bear.

Cao Yong shook his head and said: "It's better for me to go. Last year, my family affairs were delayed, and there were a few adults in the yamen. I am ashamed..."

(End of this chapter)