The matter of ethnic studies is like this for the time being. No matter what happens, we have to wait until the tribesmen who choose to study come out in three months.
After bidding farewell to Jia She and Jia Zheng, Jia Hui did not go home, but wandered aimlessly in the city.
By chance, I met an old man selling candied haws.
"Hey, old man, are you moving here too?"
He took out a candied haws and started chatting.
"When I got back to my father-in-law, the old man's son and daughter-in-law said they wanted to sign the business deal here in Luoyang. I was worried that the old man would live alone in Peiping, so he followed me."
"Business? Since I can start a business, I won't be without you. Why are you still selling candied haws outside? What kind of business do your son and daughter-in-law do? I'll seek justice for you!"
Jia Hui frowned. The old man was already in his seventies or eighty. If the family had lost its livelihood, he would still understand if the old man came out to make money. But his son and daughter-in-law were already doing business. Even if they were just weaving and selling baskets, the harvests had been good these years. It must be sold, so why let the old man come out?
"Hey, the old man's ancestral family fortune, Sugar Fortune Records."
Jia Hui, who was filled with indignation just now, froze.
"Fuck, with such a big family fortune, old man, why are you just walking around the streets buying candied haws?"
"Hey, my father-in-law doesn't know. The old man's first skill since elementary school was making candied haws. Back then, Tang Fu Ji was still a small pastry stall, so the old man would follow my father around the streets and sell them while my father pushed a cart. , the old man just carried the candied haws on his back, and he walked for a whole day.
Later, by chance, I found a pastry recipe from the royal family of the previous dynasty on an old bookstall. The old man followed it and followed the recipe at first. Later, the old man did have some talent and created many new pastries and snacks by himself. Sugar Fortune Story That's how big it is.
But the old man still liked selling candied haws in the streets. After teaching my son how to make snacks, the old man picked up the job of his youth again.
It’s also thanks to the old man that he went to private school for a few days and learned some words. Otherwise, selling candied haws on the street would not be called his hobby but his livelihood! "
Jia Hui was silent.
Damn it, I thought you were an unfilial child who didn't support you, so I came out to sell candied haws, but I didn't expect that you are idle!
"Tsk, whatever you want."
He ate the last hawthorn into his mouth, threw the stick into the drainage ditch, and left without looking back.
. . . . . .
The imperial palace was ordered to be built.
The residence of Jia Hui's old boss Lu Guan.
I came here without knowing it. Since everyone was here, it was not a big deal if I didn't come to take a look. So I sent someone to the nearest Tangfuji branch to buy some freshly baked snacks, and Jia Hui came to the door.
Naturally, the disciple recognized Jia Hui and quickly admitted Jia Hui. Lu Guan's eldest son was serving as the deputy commander-in-chief in Yulin. His second son died young and his youngest son is now studying in the Imperial College. His old wife also left a few years ago. The only master is Lu Guan himself.
None of Lu Guan's concubines were qualified to receive Jia Hui, so Jia Hui was led directly to Lu Guan's residence by the maid.
"Daduhu, Hui is here to see you!"
Putting the snacks on the table, Jia Hui walked to Lu Guan's couch and sat on it.
"Jin, Jinyu is here. I'm getting really, really unhappy. Lao Yang, go to the Imperial Academy and call me back..." Lu Guan said weakly while lying on the bed. .
Since the Battle of Parthia ended and he was granted the title of Duke, perhaps his long-cherished wish came true, and his body collapsed.
In his early years, Lu Guan was also a good fighter, and injuries were common, and he often even suffered new injuries before he could recover.
When he was young, it was fine. But when he was old, a cold caused an old injury to relapse, which almost killed him. Although he was saved, half of his body was paralyzed and he could only lie in bed.
Seeing Lu Guan, who was still very tall last year, suddenly become skinny and skinny, Jia Hui felt very uncomfortable.
"Da Du Protector, you must, must take care of yourself!"
Jia Hui's nose was blocked.
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are basically the normal state. I can earn only one. When the Duke comes out, he has already surpassed countless robes. And, what is there to be unsatisfied... cough cough cough..." As he spoke, Lu Guan Coughed.
Jia Hui quickly helped Lu Guan up and patted his back to help him breathe.
"Daduhu, stop talking..."
Lu Guanzhi breathed heavily.
"No, no problem..."
"Stop talking!"
Jia Hui's attitude was very firm, so Lu Guan shut his mouth.
In order to prevent Lu Guan from speaking, Jia Hui decided to speak first.
"The Great Protector, a new round of fighting for the right to inherit the throne is about to begin..."
"The court will probably be divided into four parties. The Loyalty Party, of course, is King Loyalty and the Jiangnan clan. At most, Zhongshun will be added to the party. But with his temperament, there is a high probability that he will go it alone.
Then there is the Huang Guifei Party, which is the current second and third princes.
Then there is the Yi Zhong Party. You also know Yi Zhong, Prince Li...
Finally, there is Lao Qi. Lao Qi was born in the Japanese army and is a direct descendant of today..."
"In the past few months, Chen Si has been accompanying me. He has always maintained a hard-working style, but he is also capable of making trouble. He does not deliberately approach and flatter the emperor, but he has always appeared in front of the emperor.
He is the only prince of their generation. I think it is better to develop in a low-key manner, but occasionally go out on the road so that the Second Saint will not ignore him.
Anyway, we have a lot of talents in the northwest department, we have soldiers and food, so we are not afraid of what will happen..."
"Although Luoyang is far away from the frontier armies of the five towns of Shanxi, Hebei and Liaodong, and far away from the Jiangnan Camp and the Jiangnan Preparatory Japanese Army, there are gains and losses. However, it is far from our hometown, and Kansai is within easy reach..."
"In this Northern Expedition, I also focused on having our people perform meritorious services, including Yuda from Ningxia, Lin Jin, the general from the Beijing camp who was born in Yulin, and Ruda, the infantry pioneer..."
Jia Hui talked about the people who had seized the throne, their respective forces, and the recent development of his Northwest Army. Lu Guan kept nodding.
"Okay, okay, Jinyu, what you did is very good... The fourth prince is a good person. I am old and no longer useful. The people in the northwest and northwest will be left to you..."
Jia Hui has become the highest noble in the civil and military circles of the northwest department after Lu Guan, and is also the commander-in-chief of the Left Army. It is inevitable to succeed Lu Guan as the party leader.
"Dadu protector..." Jia Hui's eyes were also red. During the battle to conquer the west, Lu Guan could be said to have taken him with him to teach military affairs step by step. Unless his opponent was too overwhelmed, he could also teach him the battle formations.
For Jia Hui, Lu Guan's status in his mind is second only to his grandfather Jia Daishan.
"Don't, don't act like a child. I can't do it anymore. I really can't. Now, I can only let you face the court alone..." As he spoke, Lu Guan's voice became smaller and smaller. , closed his eyes.
Jia Hui quickly put his hand under Lu Guan's nose and breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that Lu Guan was still breathing.
He let Lu Guan lie down on the couch again, climbed up and listened to his heartbeat again, and then he felt relieved.
Although her heartbeat was much weaker, she was still working healthily.
"Brother Shi..." A young boy wearing a light green Taoist robe walked in. He was soft and frail, not like a general's disciple.
This is Lu Guan's youngest son, Lu Cong.
For some reason, Lu Cong was born weak and sickly, and even the imperial doctors said he could not survive several serious illnesses, but Lu Cong still struggled to survive.
"Ah, it's Brother Cong. I came to see the Protector, but it delayed your homework."
"It's okay, Brother Shi, there are no classes this afternoon, and I happened to be walking to the door of my house!"
"That's good, as long as it doesn't delay your studies..."
"Brother, father, what is he..." Lu Cong felt a little flustered when he saw his father lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
"Nothing, nothing. The Protector is just too tired and fell asleep. Send someone over to take a closer look and prepare a pot of porridge. He talked to me for so long just now, so he should have something to eat when he gets up."
Lu Cong breathed a sigh of relief.
"As long as it doesn't matter, it'll be fine, as long as it doesn't matter..."
Lu Cong wiped his sweat with a sweat towel and put it back into his collar.
"Brother Shi, it's getting late. Why don't you have dinner at home before leaving?"
"Okay, but it's a pity that you are still too young. Otherwise, I would definitely have a good drink with you..."
The two of them walked towards the main hall while talking and laughing.
As early as when Lu Cong returned home, he had already arranged for a banquet to be prepared.
"How about it? Are you sure Qiu Wei will pass the examination?"
Jia Hui asked, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.
"This... is still a bit uncertain..." Lu Cong felt a little embarrassed when he talked about his studies.
"Why, what's wrong?"
"Jingyi... Brother Shi, you also know that my memory is actually not very good..."
Lu Cong's talent is actually average, but Lu Guan still invited many gentlemen to teach him, and he has been working hard, and his hard work pays off. Although he only ranked in the bottom ten, he still managed to be a scholar.
Then there is the lifting of people.
"It's okay. For a family like ours, studying is not the only way out. I think the Imperial Guard will find you a title that will last you a lifetime..."
Lu Cong nodded slightly. For a mediocre person like him, he was fortunate to be born into a prince's family.
I ate a few more bites of food until I was about seventy full.
Jia Hui wiped his mouth, rinsed his mouth, and prepared to say goodbye to Lu Cong.
"If the Great Protector has any... assignments, you must remember to tell me!"
After giving Lu Cong a final instruction, Jia Hui got into the carriage and prepared to go home.
He didn't want to ride today.
The carriage drove across the bluestone road and walked slowly towards Chunfengfang.
The considerate groom knows that after eating a full stomach of vegetables, whether he drinks or not, he will easily vomit when he is swaying around.
Come out of Lu's house in Dunhuafang and walk west.
When walking to Zhitian Street, he saw the sound of three horse hoofbeats. Jia Hui quickly opened the curtains to take a look.
He was actually wearing sackcloth!
Forget about the one wearing ragged linen clothes, but sitting astride three batches of high-quality war horses, the Red Ling Envoy!
Who died?
Realizing something was wrong, Jia Hui quickly stopped the car and asked them to rush to the imperial city while he changed his clothes.
Soon, Jia Hui was wearing a crimson official uniform. This kind of official uniform was a very simple dress.
The sleeves are three feet wide, and the overall color is bright red, but embroidered with dark patterns of unique sunflowers of the same color.
He tied on his jade belt and took out a piece of tooth wat from the drawer. At this moment, the carriage slowed down.
I have crossed the Zodiac Bridge and am now waiting to be summoned in front of Duanmen.
As the only man in his prime among the five governors, the emperor would definitely send someone to find him if anything happened.
Just as the carriage stopped, the Jingyang bell rang.
I had already sent someone home to tell me that I was going to Duanmen.
Soon, officials from various ministries arrived in the imperial city in a hurry. Some were wearing regular uniforms with patches, while others, like Jia Hui, had no patchwork uniforms.
After observing for a while, he found that there were not many people there, so he asked Jia Hui to put on his black yarn flapping crown.
This black gauze hat is different from the one Jia Hui wore on her wedding day.
This is a hat with a square shape at the front and back, with one-foot-two-inch long legs inserted at both ends, and the ends are turned up.
"Grand Governor!"
"General!"
When everyone saw Jia Hui getting off the carriage, they quickly gathered around him to inquire about the news.
"No, I also saw the Red Ling Envoy on Tian Street, so I came here. However, those three people were all wearing white linen, so it's probably not good news!"
The scene quickly became quiet.
After the last bell rang, everyone who was supposed to come arrived, even a few old marshals who were still being raised in the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion also rushed over.
Following the ceremonial officer, he tidied up his collars in the dark and divided into two classes: civil and military. Then, everyone followed the chief assistant of the civil and military master and several veterans of the military attache at the front. They led Zhu Wenwu into the Duanmen and walked towards the Mingtang. go…
Two updates, 7,000 words, it was really my limit, and my mind was so sleepy by the end. Not much more to say, sleep!
(End of chapter)
