"Everyone, please take the first step."
The messy footsteps were getting closer and closer. A minister smiled freely, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, removed the stopper and poured the black liquid inside into his mouth.
"Haha, let's go together!"
"Let's go together, we will have a companion on the road to hell!"
"That's right, why are you so anxious?"
The civil servants in green robes drank the poison one after another and sat quietly in their seats, waiting for death. The generals also took out their swords and committed suicide.
For those who can still accompany the Emperor until now, it doesn't matter whether they have the ability or not. The ones present must be the most loyal.
When Jia Hui and the generals arrived at the palace that temporarily belonged to the last emperor, these last civil and military nobles of the Great Liang had already begun to bleed from their orifices, and fell to the ground one by one and died.
Jia Hui watched calmly as these last batch of remnants of the former dynasty who died for Great Liang died one after another.
It wasn't until the last military officer sitting in his seat with white hair and beard fell to the ground that Jia Hui entered the palace of the last emperor.
Only the last emperor and the dying Gao Xianye were left in the palace.
"What do you call him? Emperor Liang? Pseudo-Emperor? Or something else like leader?"
Walking to the emperor's dragon chair, Jia Hui spoke.
"Call me Liangdi. After all, the merit of overturning rebellion is greater than suppressing rebellion, isn't it?" Emperor Mo said in a joking tone to Jia Hui, the man who killed his children.
A flashback? It should be.
"Okay. So, Emperor Liang, can you tell me how you prepared to rebel for decades but ended up in such a bad state? After decades of not leading troops and only learning theory, the general's ability has deteriorated. Everyone understands, but why are even your main forces fighting like this? When fighting Da Qi’s Jiangnan camp, which has not fought for more than ten years, the same number of people can be completely wiped out by our Qi army? "
"Cough, cough, cough." The emperor was also depressed by Jia Hui's two questions. He actually wanted to know the answers to these two questions, so he could only cough to cover up his embarrassment.
"Forget it, it's not important anymore. You guys have already lost. Is there anything else you want to know? While I'm in a good mood, I'll try my best to clear up your doubts, Emperor Liang." Jia Hui decided to perform one good deed a day today.
"Ahem, okay, okay, General Jia, may I know what happened to the cats and dogs who were imprisoned in Chang'an?" Emperor Liang began to have trouble breathing.
"That's it? Why don't you ask your children?" Jia Hui thought for a moment and figured out who the cats and dogs were in captivity in Chang'an City.
"You... you are a thousand-kill dog, haven't all my children been harmed by you!" The Emperor suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Jia Hui fiercely, but it didn't last long before he regained his strength. On the back of the chair.
"I just want to know those cats and dogs now." The emperor is going to die.
"I found it after breaking through Hangzhou. It should be the letter you left behind. It was rushed to Luoyang for 800 miles. Yesterday, news came that your relatives were killed according to the list by Chang'an Qianhu, the embroidered guard, including men, women, children, old, weak, sick and disabled. There are none left, even the maids and servants at home went to hell together, not even those sent to the Jiaofang Department."
"Hehe, that's good, that's good." Mo Di smiled and cried, his voice getting weaker and weaker, and in the end he could only see the tears left in the corners of his eyes.
"By the way, before you leave, Emperor Liang, could you please give me another piece of news from a certain family?" Seeing that Emperor Liang was on his deathbed, Jia Hui whispered into Emperor Liang's ear.
Liang Di opened a small slit with difficulty.
"Your son is not dead. He probably went to Jiangxi or Huguang. Before he left, he said that he would become a rich man in this life and pass on the blood of your Chao family. From now on, he will have nothing to do with the Great Liang Kingdom." After that, Jia Hui said. He smiled kindly at Liangdi and turned to leave.
A little light squeezed out of Liang Di's cloudy eyes, and then there was no sound.
Emperor Liangmo went down to Huangquan to laugh at those cats and dogs.
"After all, he is a figure, and he still needs to have dignity. Let's find him a coffin first. Ask the court how to do it specifically." Jia Hui turned to the generals and said.
The generals were naturally excited and said yes. Military merit was already hard to come by, and these details had nothing to do with them. It was all up to the general to make the decision.
"Well, by the way, I almost forgot about you." Jia Hui walked quickly to Gao Xianye, who could no longer vomit blood.
"Go to hell." Jia Hui didn't say any more nonsense. He pressed his foot down on Gao Xianye's chest, which had been broken by Luda. The broken bone penetrated Gao Xianye's heart, and his body twitched a few times. , Gao Xianye also followed his emperor.
"call"
Jia Hui took a deep breath and turned to look at the excited generals.
"Everyone, the rebellion is over, we have won!"
"Ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories, great Qi, ten thousand victors, great generals, ten thousand victors!"
The roars of the generals spread out of the government office. When the soldiers in the front yard heard it, they looked at each other and roared together.
The army outside the yamen also heard the roar inside the yamen. They cheered first and then joined in.
"Great Qi will be victorious, and the great general will be victorious!"
. . . . . .
The war is over, but there are still a series of troubles for Jia Hui to deal with.
Although things like restoring people's livelihood are the errands of civilian officials, as the imperial envoy responsible for countering the rebellion this time, Jia Hui still has a formal appointment, that is, Jiangnan Province Marching Daxingtai, no, he is the governor of Jiangnan, Zhejiang and other military affairs A member who also manages food and wages, referred to as "Governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang".
And because of the war, martial law has continued here.
Therefore, both military affairs and government affairs were all brought together to Jia Hui. All messy matters, big and small, must be handed over to Jia Hui first, and only those matters that Jia Hui has no authority to handle must be reported to Luoyang.
However, given the current situation in the south of the Yangtze River, Jia Hui has no right to handle the affairs of the Jinling palace and the consecrated wife of the Zhen family, which need to be reported to Luoyang.
"Damn it, for things like adjusting grain, if it's less than 10,000 dan, you go to Jia Yucun of the grain house to approve the note. If it's more than 10,000 dan, Jia Yucun will report it to me every hour and help me roll the grain house. Go there!"
A county magistrate smiled and walked to the grain house in charge of Jia Yu Village next door, holding his paperwork.
"Did you hear me? Get out of here if you have less than 10,000 dan!"
The number of people in the lobby of the Jinling Palace and the Ministry of War suddenly decreased by half.
"Hu Ke can be regarded as pure."
The soldier placed the tea bowl in front of Jia Hui with a warm tea bowl.
After picking up the tea and taking a sip of the good tea he had received from Madam Feng Sheng yesterday, Jia Hui looked at the civil servants who were waiting in front of the court case.
"What are you here for? You don't have to go to each room to do things, but you have to come to see me alone?"
"Da Sima, I'm here to ask about the money." The civil servant looked at Jia Hui with a flattering look on his face and said, but he stopped talking and took out a waist badge from his sleeve.
At first glance, he was the new commissioner sent by the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Recently, Jia Hui has become the biggest financial backer of the Ministry of Household Affairs, the God of Wealth!
In the eyes of the officials of the Ministry of Revenue, even ten Xia Tong were tied up and they were not worthy of being compared with Jia Hui!
Xia Tong felt the same way. He believed that he didn't have Jia Hui's ability to make a fortune from fighting.
A fortune of several hundred million taels of gold and silver!
I heard that the Ministry of Finance has raised thirty kilograms of silver and eight taels of gold powder. After the New Year, they will prepare to find a goldsmith to make a statue of Jia Hui and place it in the back hall of the Ministry of Finance.
Even if you are not worthy of copper, you need this kind of wealth brought by gold and silver!
"Oh, bring it."
Jia Hui stretched out his hand, and the civil servant quickly placed the badge and a letter in Jia Hui's hand.
Opened the letter first.
After a cursory glance, the summary is to ask Jia Hui to send a compiled list of money and grain harvests to the court first. It would be best if the real guy can send part of it first. If it is inconvenient to go back with him, there is no problem. .
There is no name at the signature, only the emperor and the emperor's private seal. No, there is also the name of Xia Tong, the official of the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Jia Hui rubbed the center of his eyebrows, feeling a little dizzy from handling affairs recently.
It just so happened that the household room had just sent the compiled roster this morning, and I hadn't read it yet.
Find the account book from the pile of documents and open it.
The entire war zone was looted from various aristocratic families and White Lotus sect stations.
Four hundred and fifty-six million taels of silver, four million taels of gold, and more than 49,000 boxes of antique albums and jade jewelry.
puff!
"Cough cough cough" This number really shocked Jia Hui.
Even the principal amount of the Xinchou Treaty, which paid the most compensation to the Qing Dynasty in the previous life, was only this amount!
These Jiangnan aristocratic families are so damn rich.
Jia Hui sighed.
But if you think about it carefully, it's still...reasonable?
In the previous life, in the 17th year of Chongzhen's reign, Emperor Yongchang could extract 70 million taels of silver from the entire city of Peiping, not to mention the Jiangnan family, which was already extremely rich and allowed sea trade to make a lot of money. It has continued to be prosperous for hundreds of years. They are here!
Now, the savings accumulated by these families over hundreds of years belong to the imperial court and Jia Hui.
Jia Hui estimated that he could get at least 30 million taels of silver and 200,000 taels of gold.
"Da, Da Sima, look." The civil servant who was sprayed in the face did not feel unhappy at all, and still looked at Jia Hui with the same flattering attitude.
"Huh? Oh, take it!" Jia Hui closed the account book, put it in the wooden box, affixed his own seal, stamped it with ink pad, and handed it to the Commissioner of the Ministry of Accounts this time.
The Ministry of Revenue official solemnly affixed the seal of the Ministry of Revenue again, used his official seal, and then walked out of the lobby holding the wooden box in both hands.
Soon, after the Second Saints discuss the amount of seizures for themselves, and then get the Jiangnan War Zone back on track, everyone can happily divide their luggage and go home!
Li Wan's due date is February. I hope I can make it back by then.
. . . . . .
"Ouch."
As night fell, Master Jia finally returned to his cozy pocket-sized county mansion after a hard day's work.
At this moment, three beauties were kneeling on the big bed in Jia Hui's room, massaging and stretching his muscles.
"Ah Xuanhe, step on my back."
Jia Hui lay on the bed and said to Xuanhe with a comfortable expression.
A pair of black cranes with proud slender legs stood up, carefully stood on their master's back, and began to step on his back skillfully.
Hahaha. Xuanhe's skills are better than Shutan's, while Egret's is a bit worse, and Crested Ibis's skills are completely lacking.
"Master, the kitchen has prepared food, do you want to come in now?" Outside the door, a maid came to tell Jia Hui that dinner was ready.
"good"
After putting on his clothes again, it was now winter. Jia Hui also put on a pure cotton and cotton-filled navy blue narrow-sleeved robe. He still let his hair down. He had been wearing it tied up for the past few months, which made him feel uncomfortable. broken.
Jia Hui also doesn't like to wear brocade clothes when at home. Clothes made of cotton and linen fabrics are his favorite home clothes.
Wearing a pair of plush slippers with wooden soles, she walked pattering underground, followed closely by three beauties.
Several maids had already arranged the table, and there were no outsiders present, so Jia Hui sat down to eat with the three beauties.
The most comfortable thing to eat in the winter is a pot of thick soup that warms the body, stomach and heart.
Pork belly and chicken.
When he broke into Songjiang Prefecture some time ago, Jia Hui accidentally rescued a Cantonese cook. He was originally working as a cook in the Cantonese Merchants Mutual Aid Association in Songjiang Prefecture, but all the Cantonese businessmen in the mutual aid association were forced to pay lavishly by the White Lotus Sect. Clean, the cook also lost his job, and the concubine he took in here was also taken away with her and her house, so she lived on the streets in a miserable state.
When Jia Hui regained control of Jiading, the entire Songjiang Prefecture began to forcibly recruit young men, and the cooks were also taken away from the ruined temple. Later, because they knew how to cook, they were thrown into the Huotou Army to resume their old careers.
Later, Jia Hui defeated the rebels and accidentally smelled the aroma of the soup cooked by this cook while passing by the Huotou Army camp in the town.
So the cook was found and taken away by Jia Hui.
This soup was originally used locally to replenish the body of women in confinement, but it tasted so good that it gradually spread.
Clean the pork belly, cut the hen into pieces, and marinate the chicken lightly with salt and set aside.
Also prepare wolfberry, red dates, adenophora, dangshen, yam, polygonatum odorifera, angelica root, appropriate amount of ginger slices and white peppercorns.
Put all the medicinal materials except the wolfberry and red dates into the pot with the pork belly and chicken pieces, and simmer over high heat for an hour and a half.
After an hour and a half, the soup began to reduce and turn white, turning into a thick milk soup. At this time, remove the pork belly and cut into pieces.
Strain the remaining soup and put the pepper residue into the pot. Finally add the red dates and wolfberry, then pour the cut pork belly into the soup, and season with a little rock sugar and salt.
A pot of delicious pork belly and chicken is ready.
This is Jia Hui's Cantonese chef's recipe, and Jia Hui likes it very much.
Then prepare some fried bean skin and prepared diced pork belly, put them into the pot and cook them yourself. The chef calls it Dabian stove, which is the name of hot pot in Guangdong.
There is no fresh vegetables to eat in the middle of winter, so I can only find a cabbage and add some bean sprouts to top it off.
Of course, the least important thing is beef.
Alas. The pitiful few cows were left dying by the Liang army, and eventually died one after another in the past few days due to ineffective rescue efforts.
There was no other way, Jia Hui and the civil and military men under his command could only tearfully divide some meat and take it home as a memorial.
Jia Hui also asked for extra hairy tripe and planned to pay more tributes.
Xilihulu had a big meal, and the four of them paid homage to their five internal organs with the most pious attitude. Jia Hui turned his head and looked at the three beauties who were also lazily holding their stomachs. They couldn't help but blush. on the cheek.
Full, warm and lustful.
Yesterday’s second update, I’m sorry I forgot to post it…
The plot of Jiangnan ends here.
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