Seeing that Deng Yuan was still deep in thought, Jia Hui ignored him and refilled his cup of tea.
"Those princes who carry big bags are naturally not qualified to win the title of heir, and then there are those princes who go to various armies to gain experience.
Take the faithful king of your family as an example.
As the fourteenth son of the emperor, he chose the Jiangnan camp for training, which was closer to his mother's family, the Zhen family, and was calmer and had almost no combat missions.
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 prince was just a little bit worse, and was driven to the desert to eat sand. However, the harvest is far better than that of King Zhongxin..."
Deng Yuangang wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true.
He also wanted to understand, which army the prince would go to for training, that army would most likely become the prince's direct descendant, and would be the most powerful source of confidence when fighting for the dragon.
Compared with the Anxi Army and the Northwest Frontier Army behind the Anxi Army, the support his Jiangnan Camp could bring to King Zhongxin was too weak.
"I got it?"
"Yes, presumably, the prince's army will become his direct descendants, right?"
"Yes, and then through this army, we will get to know the scribes who are from or around the army, especially the Jinshi, and form a civil and military team.
This team, after the new emperor ascends the throne, will become his core team and the cornerstone of governance.
The remaining people will not be liquidated according to the rules, such as the current Minister of Industry, who was one of the cronies of the former Emperor's younger brother. "
Deng Yuan had a look of reorganization on his face. He drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp and lowered his head to look at the table. He was digesting the latest information and didn't even notice Jia Hui refilling his tea.
After spending decades among the "generals" in the military, he has never been able to learn this information. This made him suspicious of the small faction he belonged to for the first time.
If you don’t even know this, what’s the use of you!
"So, Mr. Deng, many people know about your surrender to King Zhongxin, and it is not a secret.
There is one thing you must know. Loyalty to the prince and loyalty to the court cannot conflict. Once the general discovers something that violates the law, he chooses to conceal it instead of reporting it to the court..."
Jia Hui pointed in the direction of the martial arts field with a folding fan.
"You who are familiar with military orders should know what will happen..."
Deng Yuan's face was livid from holding back, and sweat was flowing down his beard. He stared in the direction of the martial arts arena, struggling in his eyes.
Jia Hui picked up the tea cup and drank the tea bit by bit, staring directly at Deng Yuan opposite, waiting for his reply.
The clouds in the sky blocked the bright sun, and the sky suddenly became overcast.
As if feeling the solemn atmosphere in the pavilion, even the cicada on the tree did not make a sound.
Deng Yuan turned his head with difficulty and looked at Jia Hui, who was drinking tea by himself, with a struggling look on his face.
"Xiaguan, Xiaguan... I understand..." A hoarse voice squeezed out of Deng Yuan's throat. In an instant, it felt like a huge stone fell to the ground in his heart, pressing Deng Yuan hard on the stone table. He lifted it up with difficulty. He raised his head and looked expectantly at the powerful man in front of him.
"Hmm, as long as you, Mr. Deng, explain everything you know about the collusion between the Jiangnan Camp and the salt merchants. Don't even think about staying in the army anymore.
However, wouldn’t it be nice for the whole family to live a noble life in the city of God safely?
A certain family has felt it from the previous discussion. Mr. Deng, are you almost unable to fight anymore?
Why don't you just become an official and cultivate a few gentlemen at home safely? With you, the former chief military officer, Tai Xingbo as your help, isn't it much more reliable than your "general" with King Zhongxin and Nalaoshizi? "
Jia Hui played with the fan and continued to talk to Deng Yuan.
Deng Yuan stared at Jia Hui's fan closely, his lips trembling constantly. Finally, he let out a long and dejected sigh, and determination appeared in his eyes again.
The cicadas on the trees began to chirp again, the clouds in the sky were blown away by the breeze, and the bright sun shone on the earth again.
"Since the Governor has promoted me, I will tell you the truth..."
Jia Hui nodded, put away the folding fan, picked a piece of purple hair from the pen holder on the side of the stone table, picked up an ink stick with no apparent origin, added some tea to the inkstone, and slowly rubbed it. stand up.
Deng Yuan's eyes remained motionless as he watched Jia Hui's hand grinding the grindstone, and he was organizing his words in his mind.
Soon, the tea on the inkstone turned into ink. Jia Hui picked up the purple hair, dabbed the ink, and looked at Deng Yuan.
"Actually, it was already very late when the subordinate knew that they were colluding...
Xiaguan also discovered it accidentally. That day I saw a group of people unloading boxes at the back door of Xiaguan Mansion. I was wondering where the things came from. I asked them, but they didn't say anything, so they went in and asked my wife... "
Deng Yuan spoke very slowly, while Jia Hui wrote very quickly.
"I asked my wife, but she said that it was the dividends sent by my brothers in the camp, saying that I should have known about it. But where did the dividends come from? Where did the Jiangnan camp get other income?
The subordinate panicked, so he mounted his horse and went to the camp, where he met General Hu and others who had been waiting in my barracks for a long time..."
"Hold on, what is the name of this General Hu? Tan Ji calls him General Hu, and your boss also calls him General Hu. What is his real name?"
Jia Hui interrupted Deng Yuan and asked his question.
"This...Senior General Hu, he, he is called...Senior General."
"Huh? Is your surname really Hu and your name is General?"
"Yes, his father's name is Hu Guerrilla, and he became a guerrilla general. His grandfather's name is Hu Qianhu, and he did become a Qianhu. He now has a son named Hu Zongzhen..."
"..."
Jia Hui curled his lips and pointed at Deng Yuan with his pen, gesturing for him to continue speaking.
"When we entered the camp, I grabbed General Hu and asked him where he got the money. Only then did I know that they were so bold as to collude with salt merchants..." Deng Yuan couldn't help but think of the military laws on collusion between military merchants. Shivered.
The three Yi tribes! !
"Then Hu Shenjiang broke away from the official's hand and said to the official, since my wife received the first payment of money, the official has been unable to escape. It is better to turn a blind eye and close one eye. Since we have money, If you make money, you can also serve the prince.
Otherwise, if this matter is exposed, no one in my family will be able to escape..." Deng Yuan's face showed pain.
Jia Hui wrote down what Deng Yuan said with an expressionless face. Whether these things were true or not, Tan Ji had to take Xiu Yi to check them one by one.
Deng Yuan kept talking, Jia Hui kept taking notes, and even offered guidance from time to time. It took more than half an hour to reluctantly record "everything" Deng Yuan knew.
Until the ink was about to run out, Deng Yuan could say nothing more, and Jia Hui had finished asking questions.
"Come on, Mr. Deng, this is your confession. Take a look. If there are no problems, then sign and draw on every piece!"
Jia Hui first checked the whole article to see if there were 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 powerful word! It seems that you copied it from the cursive calligraphy of Zhao Ji and Zhao from the previous dynasty! It turns out that you have gained three points of true meaning!"
"Yeah, thank you. Look at the content, not the words!"
"Ah, right, right, it's Xiaguan's fault, it depends on the content. Xianguan couldn't help himself, he couldn't help himself!"
Jia Hui snorted coldly, but his heart was filled with joy.
Know the goods!
Deng Yuanzi carefully read it from beginning to end twice, and then carefully signed and stamped page after page until he put his red fingerprint on the name on the last piece of paper.
Satisfied, Jia Hui sorted out the confession in order and stuffed it into his arms.
"In that case, I won't bother you any more. I still have something to do with you, so let's go." Jia Hui drank the last bit of tea in the cup and stood up.
"I'll send you off!" Deng Yuan also stood up quickly. The maid who was watching them from a distance quickly turned around and ran into the martial arts field. Soon, two young masters from the Deng family ran towards Jia Hui.
"Grand Governor, my two brothers are also here to see you off!" Deng Jie was breathing heavily and sweating profusely.
"Someone thinks you don't want to continue practicing, so you're just looking for an excuse to be lazy!" Jia Hui looked at the two teenagers whose clothes were soaked with a look of embarrassment.
"Hehe, Governor, this...hehe!" The little abacus was exposed in this way. Deng Jie scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed look on his face, unable to say anything.
"Hahaha, Brother Deng, I think we should let these brothers take a rest!"
"Okay...then just follow what the Governor said!" Deng Yuan agreed with an embarrassed look on his face, and then glanced at the two brothers angrily.
. . . . . .
Dunhuang County Duke's Mansion, Yingtai Hall.
Tan Ji and Jia Yucun, who had been waiting here for a long time, finally waited for Jia Hui to return. When they saw Jia Hui walking in with a smile, they were relieved.
"Come on, Old Tan, this is Deng Yuan's confession. You can verify it later."
Jia Hui handed the confession in his hand to Tan Ji. Tan Ji took it with both hands and read it carefully.
Jia Hui took off his big hat and put it on the desk, then sat down. Jia Yucun, who was discerning, quickly brought a pot of iced jasmine tea, poured a full cup and handed it to Jia Hui. Hui.
Jia Hui took a full sip and stayed in his mouth, feeling the coldness of the tea.
Seeing this, Jia Yucun knew that the general had entered a state of relaxation and would be beaten to death if he disturbed the general at this time, so he wisely came to Tan Ji's side and watched and discussed together.
Jia Hui sat slumped on the Taishi chair beside him, sipping the cold scented tea in his cup.
it's too hot!
. . . . . .
Du Yi is a small flag officer of the Jinling Qianhu Station of Xiuyiwei. He is in charge of about ten people and works under Qianhu Tan Ji's account.
Nearly a month ago, he received an order from Qianhu, asking his general banner to track down a person named Shopkeeper Bai. However, those people were too cautious and nothing was gained.
The world-famous Xiuyiwei found nothing, and everyone was very frustrated.
But things took a turn for the better. Lord Qianhu turned around and asked them to investigate a general named Hu Shenjiang. Originally, he thought that Hu Shenjiang would find nothing here as before.
But I really found something!
South of Jinling City.
On the north shore of Shijiu Lake, Bowang Town.
Wearing half-worn cloth shoes, staring at a broken straw hat, slightly messy hair, an unshaven face, and holding a broken sword that looked cheap at first glance.
Du Yi, dressed as a scholar, was walking on the street carrying a bamboo book box.
Du Yi was a handsome man, but no matter how he dressed, he didn't look like someone who was making a living in the world of rivers and lakes or in the land, so he often pretended to be a traveling scholar, and even took the exam to become a scholar in order to look more like him.
Logically speaking, such an immortal should be transferred to a civil service or sent directly to take the imperial examination, but if he doesn't do it, he will work as a spy in the Xiuyi Guard.
Tan Ji had no choice but to let him go, but he also began to focus on training him and treating him as a confidant.
Du Yi lived up to Tan Ji's high expectations and completed various tasks well.
After digging out the line of General Hu Shen, Du Yi took the initiative to ask for help and continued to dig deeper.
This time, they dressed up in various costumes and followed the gambling house people all the way to Bowang Town.
Du Yi, who was so daring, even ran into their motorcade, negotiated and got on the carriage, chatting and laughing all the way here. He didn't get off the carriage until he was near Bowang, and just like that, the people in the gambling shop kept talking one by one. Brother Du is trying to persuade him to stay.
Yuelai Inn.
As a famous inn chain in Daqi, the head office of Yuelai Inn is located in Jinling City. Therefore, as the basic base of Yuelai Inn, almost every town in Jiangnan Province has an inn of varying sizes.
As for who the big shopkeeper of Yuelai Inn is, no one in the world knows. But this is no secret to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion.
The chief shopkeeper of Yuelai Inn is Tan Ji, who is an embroidered guard from Jinling Qianhu!
The successive Jinling Qianhu City Managers have also been in charge of the Yuelai Inn. They mainly keep an eye on the accounts and are in charge of the big shopkeepers who are responsible for the actual operation of their own embroidery training.
This is a family property specially approved by Taizu for Xiuyiwei.
Is there any place in this world that is more mixed and well-informed than brothels, pubs, restaurants and inns? Xiuyiwei will naturally not miss it.
Ever since, Yuelai Inn, a nationally renowned chain of inns, was opened with the support of Xiu Yiwei.
On the one hand, it is to provide a place for colleagues in Xiuyi to rest, exchange information and other matters with peace of mind.
On the one hand, he also relies on him to maintain high spy funds.
On the other hand, it is also to make extra money for the brothers of Xiuyiwei.
In any case, in just fifty years, Yuelai Inns have mushroomed all over the country, and even a new one opened in Yili City, the westernmost tip of Daqi.
There is also one opened in Sunshine City.
Du Yi took out a mahogany sign from the bookcase. This is the identity sign given to old customers by Yuelai Inn. When arriving at any inn, they can enjoy various discounts and free room upgrade services.
"Shopkeeper, take a room in the next room!" Du Yi held up a mahogany sign and shouted towards the shopkeeper who was busy behind the counter.
The people in the world who were eating and drinking suddenly became quiet for the most part, and looked at the commoner scholar standing at the door.
She looks quite delicate...
"Here he comes! Hey, he's a regular customer with a red card! Please come upstairs!" The shopkeeper raised his head and looked toward the door. When he saw the wooden sign in Du Yi's hand, especially the black tassel tied to the lower part of the wooden sign, he quickly walked out of the counter and personally led Du Yi upstairs.
"It's a coincidence, sir, that the shop only has one upper room left!" the shopkeeper said to Du Yi.
Du Yi responded to the shopkeeper one after another, but walked upstairs with a tired look on his face. Seeing the tired look on the regular customer's face, the shopkeeper wisely didn't say anything.
Seeing that everything was normal, the people who were eating and drinking downstairs finally withdrew their gaze and continued drinking.
The first chapter is delivered, and the second chapter should be sent out around 12 noon.
(End of chapter)
