"Why? Why can't we kill all the good ones?"
Jiang Huan held the Taiwei's military order with a slumped face.
"General Jiang said that the imperial court planned to recruit a group of people to build bridges and pave roads, so the Taiwei recommended these Jianghu people."
"That means I can't kill them casually?" Jiang Huan tilted his head and looked at the messenger in front of him.
"Of course not. The military order given to you by the Taiwei reads: Those who are full of evil will be killed, those who stubbornly resist will be killed, and those who refuse to obey discipline will be killed."
Listening to the messenger's explanation, Jiang Huan also carefully studied the terms of the new military order.
Very loose
"Okay, I understand. Just keep the people who don't have any serious problems every time, right?"
"After all, this is work such as repairing bridges, repairing roads, and strengthening embankments. There will definitely be losses. Naturally, the more manpower the better."
"Okay, I understand."
Jiang Huan nodded exaggeratedly.
"General, they were all beaten to a pulp!"
A small flag ran over and reported excitedly to Jiang Huan.
Meat?
The confused messenger looked in the direction Xiaoqi was coming from.
There was a pool of meat mixed with rags and hair on the ground.
Meat!
The messenger looked at the young general sitting on the big rock with his hair disheveled in disbelief.
What kind of hatred or resentment did you beat someone to a pulp?
"What kind of meat is this? Can't I just let you chop it into pieces? Chop it into pieces, you stinky!" Jiang Huan gestured seriously to Xiaoqi.
The key is that Xiaoqi nodded seriously?
The messenger suddenly felt horrified.
It was rumored that Jiang Huan, the general of Datong Town, had a brain problem. He didn't believe it at first. After all, he could become a general by virtue of his military exploits. How could he have a brain disease?
But I am ignorant.
The messenger lowered his head again and saw a female corpse lying there in a mess, with an abnormally long neck.
This... according to what the Taiwei said?
abnormal!
"Hey, brother!"
Jiang Huan's voice interrupted the messenger's thoughts, and the messenger quickly raised his hand towards Jiang Huan.
"We are going back to the city to have fun, do you want to come with us?"
".ah?"
. . . . . .
A few days later, the Zuo Army Governor's Mansion!
"So, you just followed him for fun?"
Jia Hui played with the Japanese fan in his hand and looked at the embarrassed messenger in front of the court with a teasing look.
He came back after delivering a letter to Jia Hui.
"Hey, Lieutenant, Mr. Jiang, it's hard to refuse my kindness."
The messenger scratched his head and blushed.
"You followed so many people to the brothel, you are so shy! Get out of here!"
The messenger saluted Jia Hui with a naive smile, and then trotted out of the festival hall.
"Hmph, this little bastard is going to kill himself sooner or later!"
A big man wearing Feiyu round-neck uniform walked out from behind the screen, complaining to Jia Hui with an unlucky look on his face.
"Hey, Uncle Jiang, don't use the word "little bastard" randomly. If Brother Huan is a little bastard, then uncle you..." Jia Hui stopped at the right time.
"Hiss—it makes sense." The big man thought about it for a moment, and it turned out to be true.
This big man is Jiang Huan's father, the current governor of the former military governor's mansion, and the former chief military officer of Datong Town, Jiang Sheng.
After beating Wang Ziteng countless times, Wang Ziteng couldn't stand it anymore and asked his relatives to let Jiang Sheng be promoted to the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army, which he longed for. Then it was his turn, and he was given the position of commander of the Three Thousand Battalion of a certain regiment in Beijing.
All the expenses for up and down management were paid by his Wang family!
Originally, if all the money was given to Wang Ziteng for his own use, he could have obtained the commander-in-chief of a province, the commander-in-chief of a certain nine provinces, or a governor-general of the fifth army governor-general!
Of course, these positions also require matching military merit.
At that time, Jiang Sheng had enough military exploits, but he was just short of money.
This was also the reason why he let Wang Ziteng go so easily when others came to persuade him.
The clerk quickly brought over the brewed hot tea and poured a cup for Jiang Sheng.
"Suck. Well, the tea here is better. It's not like our former military governor's house, which is too high to be praised."
"Uncle Shi, if you like it, take some away."
Jia Hui didn't care, as long as he had tea to drink. In addition, it was a tribute sent by Jia Yucun who had returned to Jinling prefecture, and it didn't cost him a single copper.
"Uncle Shi came here this time not just to hear news about Jiang Huan, right?"
"Hey, you are worthy of being a lieutenant. You really have a keen eye." Jiang Sheng laughed.
Jia Hui smiled and said nothing, waiting for Jiang Sheng to speak.
"T-Lieutenant, I heard that the mission to be sent to North Korea to investigate the case still needs an accompanying military attache?"
"Well, yes, I want that person from the Beijing camp, the commander of the fifth military camp of the Zhenwei camp, Lao Ma, to take someone with the group. Why, Uncle Shi also has an idea?" Jia Hui put down the teacup and looked at Jiang Sheng with a smile. .
"Why don't you say he is a lieutenant?"
"Stop it, we have something to talk about. Uncle Shi doesn't need to compliment us anymore."
Jia Hui reached out and interrupted Jiang Sheng's words.
"Okay, okay, let me tell you straight up, can you let my son take someone there?"
"Who? Jiang Guan or Jiang Nan?"
Jia Hui thought for a while and found that Jiang Sheng's two sons were both capable, but as legitimate sons, they had always been by Jiang Sheng's side and did not have many opportunities to display their talents. So far, they are just thousands of households.
He is far behind his brother Jiang Huan.
"No, no, no, Guan'er is too righteous and can't turn around. He will suffer a loss in a foreign country. Nan'er has an honest temper and has no independent opinions. He can't do his job as a military attaché with the regiment."
You may not like Jiang Huan, the bastard, but the future of the Jiang family will probably depend on him.
After hearing Jiang Sheng's words, Jia Hui's hand playing with the Japanese fan froze.
"But I have asked Jiang Huan to lead his troops south to clean up the rivers and lakes. Uncle Shi, you don't have any illegitimate children that you want me to take care of, right?" Jia Hui looked at Jiang Sheng who was laughing with a face full of gossip.
"No, no, no, how dare I? No, how could I have an illegitimate child? I really think my son is suitable for this job." Jiang Sheng explained quickly.
"Oh, what do you say?" Jia Hui became interested.
"My subordinates have also heard about the events in North Korea. The death of the King of North Korea is strange. What is going on here is probably extremely dangerous."
"Uncle Shi is worried that the North Koreans would dare to take action?"
"Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst! When old Ning Gong's army was defeated in Beihai and the whole army was wiped out, the deposed king of Korea felt that he was united. He had so much energy. Anyway, he was so bold as to gather a large army to suppress Liaodong.
However, they were defeated by King Beijingzhuang on the spot and defeated the North Korean army all the way to the gates of Pyongyang. The North Korean officials were so frightened that they hacked the deposed king to death on the spot and dedicated six princes, including the crown prince, to King Beijingzhuang. The king sent these princes to Luoyang again."
King Beijingzhuang was the first King of Beijing. He led the Shui family's army and was beaten into dogs by the Qi army and driven back to Shenyang. Then he led the entire Liaodong provincial team of Meng Yuan to join them.
If you can't defeat the Qi army, you can't defeat the Korean army?
"Ah, I remembered that when I said this, and then I sent the crown prince of Joseon back to ascend the throne and started fighting with two groups of households, right?" Jia Hui knocked on the table with his Japanese fan, and Jia Hui remembered.
"Yes, Daqi was too poor at that time. Money and food were scarce to restore the people's livelihood. How could there be any extra money and food to raise that bird? So the imperial court decided to accept the future King Xian of Korea as a dog. I went back to ascend the throne and fight with two groups of nobles."
From then on, every North Korean prince was sent to Daqi to attend school at the age of nine until he reached adulthood at the age of sixteen.
Unexpectedly, he indirectly saved many Korean princes who would die in harem battles.
"Furthermore, Taizu also said that these stick men have no virtue, but only fear of power. They are a capricious country. They don't know that there is any kindness in the world, and they are only afraid of the power of force. Therefore, you must not have any good feelings towards them!
Despite being extremely respectful to Da Qi on weekdays, in fact, new tricks come up every few years. Who knows if this time he will jump over the wall and kill the envoy?
So I thought that letting a fool like my son go there might have some miraculous effects."
Jia Hui leaned on the back of the Taishi chair, rubbing the stubble on his chin and thinking.
"Then I will submit Jiang Huan's name. The final selection of the mission must be decided by the two saints, right?"
"Hey, hey, that's a good feeling, Lieutenant-General. I ordered a boat to be painted yesterday, so I'd like to invite the Lieutenant as well."
"Stop it! Uncle Shi, you and my father grew up together. What does it mean for me to go to the boat to have fun with you? I just added a name to the list. In the end, it is up to the Second Saint to decide! If you If you really can't find anyone to go have fun with, you can go find my dad. I have something else to do, so I'll go back first!" Hands over to Jiang Sheng who looked sad, Jia Hui decided to skip work and return home early.
The entire Zuojun Governor's Mansion could only watch helplessly as Jia Hui walked out of the Yamen. No one dared to say a word.
. . . . . .
There is naturally a reason why Jia Hui skipped work.
Stab!
The fat and thin slices of fresh beef with marble texture fell on the hot granite slab, and fragrant butter and gravy quickly emerged, attracting the eyes of the young masters and ladies surrounding the slab. Keep your mouth watering and watch the beef slowly become cooked.
well.
This morning, a cow living in the cattle pen of Zhuangzi in Jiahun, outside the city, was obsessed with thinking about the meaning of a cow's life. Unable to think about it, he hanged himself.
The sad steward held a funeral for Niu Jian. In the end, because he had no money to buy a coffin, he could only tearfully send the cow to his house in Luoyang City, hoping that the chief steward could give the cow a decent home.
So the cow carcass was taken to the kitchen by the butler, and the cook picked out a piece of meat and cut it into thin slices, then sent it to the backyard for the master to eat.
The master was very happy and called a few younger brothers and sisters to come over and have their teeth polished together.
Today is the gathering of the girls of the big house.
Yingchun, who has finished her work as a female celebrity early, Jia Cong, who has finished school, and Jia Lian, who has finally finished his training in the military camp outside the city.
Poor once handsome young man turned into a black briquette
After returning from visiting their aunt, Jia Lian and several others were thrown into the military camp again and handed over to Mrs. Jiao for training.
Jia Zhu finally survived three months and went back to continue studying.
Jia Lian, Jia Rong and Jia Qiang were in dire straits. They pretended to be sick, pretended to be dead, and acted like rogues. Jiao Da didn't do anything. He just summoned all the Jia family members with a sneer on his face and killed the few who were wandering around. We surrounded the city and watched these direct descendants make fun of each other.
Jia Lian and others finally accepted their fate and participated in the training honestly. They were kneaded by Jiao Da.
I could only go home when I was with Jia Hui during the New Year holidays. After the holidays, I followed the family members who decided to take the martial arts path back to the military camp.
He was released from the military camp just yesterday.
Pick up the fried beef and follow the meat with a few small eyes.
Seeing this, Jia Hui became very playful and put the meat into Jia Lian's bowl.
Jia Lian was overjoyed when he saw this. He quickly picked up the bowl and was about to take the next step.
“Thank you so much”
Immediately afterwards, Jia Lian's little face froze.
I saw the chopsticks holding the meat were quickly taken away and put into the Yingchun bowl.
"Thank you, brother!" Yingchun's smiling eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she thanked Jia Hui softly. Then she picked up the fragrant beef, dipped it in the dipping sauce, and lightly opened her teeth to bite it.
"Brother." Jia Lian looked at Jia Hui, who was laughing.
"Do you have no hands or are you blind? If you want to eat, do it yourself! Do you still want me to feed it into your mouth?"
After glaring at Jia Lian, who was black as a briquette, Jia Hui curled his lips, then picked up another piece of meat, dipped it in the seasoning, and brought it to Li Wan's mouth in a bowl.
"Come on, come on. Thank you for your hard work, ma'am. Open your mouth."
Seeing the loving look of his eldest brother and sister-in-law, Jia Lian's eyes became even more resentful.
He was so angry that he wasn't even hungry anymore!
Li Wan glanced at Jia Hui angrily, picked up his bowl and asked Jia Hui to put it in, then picked it up and put it in his mouth.
"Ahhh!"
Jia Yanei, who smelled the aroma of meat, also started to jump up and scream at Taiwei Jia, as if he wanted his father to give him a piece of meat.
"Hehe, Dan'er wants to eat too, but I won't give it to him!"
He picked up a piece of freshly fried fat and thin meat, shook it towards Jia Yanei in the cradle, and put it into Jia Cong's bowl.
"Wow!!"
Jia Yanei suddenly became very angry and started crying towards his mother. Li Wan heard Jia Yanei's crying and slapped Jia Hui angrily.
Then the wet nurse was asked to take Jia Yanei away and coax her away.
"Come on, Brother Cong, eat! Open it up and eat, don't spare it for your brother, who still has half a cow in the kitchen!"
He stretched out his hand and rubbed the small knots on both sides of Jia Cong's head. Jia Hui felt a little distressed when he looked at his thin, monkey-like body.
Is this because Mrs. Xing doesn't give him food on weekdays or something?
I'm going to have a good talk with my father!
Mrs.
But fortunately, Mrs.
"If you want to eat something in the future, ask your eldest son to come to my eldest brother's house and ask him to come and eat when he has time. If he doesn't have time, ask his eldest son to take it back to you to eat. A real man should always have a good look no matter how he studies or writes. For your body, at least you have to eat enough!"
Jia Cong's nose felt sore and he slowly lowered his head.
My aunt passed away long ago, and the master turned a deaf ear to me. At most, I would only say hello when I bump into each other when going to and from school. My wife always withholds her monthly salary. Only my sister Yingchun and my eldest brother care about me.
Seeing two drops of water sliding down Jia Cong's face, Jia Hui rubbed Jia Cong's crotch again. Yingchun took out a handkerchief from her arms and wiped his tears.
Only the dark-skinned Jia Lian looked at this scene of brother, friend, sister and brother Gong as if he were an outsider, and the delicious beef in his mouth suddenly lost its taste.
(End of chapter)
