"Hey, the captain is here!"
Beside the small lake in Xiyuan, the emperor was fishing, and Fourth Master Chen, whom he had not seen for a long time, was standing next to him with a net.
"Get up." The emperor gently lifted the fishing rod, and a five-inch-long small fish was lifted up and slipped up. Chen Si quickly ran over, grabbed the small fish and took it off the hook.
Jia Hui looked around and found that the emperor had not come.
"Don't look at it. Zitong is not feeling well and asked the emperor to go to her palace." The emperor knew what Jia Hui was looking for.
"I'm sorry."
When Jia Hui heard this, he quickly bowed to the emperor.
"No need, it's just a small matter, sit down." He waved his hand nonchalantly and pointed to a big stone on the ground, asking Jia Hui to go up there.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jia Hui, who had already changed into regular clothes on the carriage, also sat on the stone and raised his eyebrows at Chen Si who was standing, causing Chen Si to glare at him angrily.
"My dear grandson, please sit down too."
After Chen Si put the earthworms on the fishhook again, the emperor also asked Chen Si to sit down.
"Regarding the matter of repairing the river, you seem to support that person named Wan, Wanwan, what? That new Jinshi."
"Wan Chengxun, I am the second grader and fourteenth grader of this department." Jia Hui replied respectfully.
"Yes, this is Wan Chengxun. Do you think his method is really good?" The emperor asked Chen Si to take out Wan Chengxun's rubbings of river control strategies and give them to him.
"Yes, I think there is nothing wrong with these four major items. However, we still need to walk the Yellow River from beginning to end before Wan Chengxun can complete this plan."
Jia Hui nodded. These methods have been proven to be feasible in later generations. Even the measures taken after the founding of the People's Republic of China are not very different from these methods.
Even when the Qing Dynasty regulated the river, peace on both sides of the Yellow River was preserved for decades.
However, talking on paper is not necessary. In the end, Wan Chengxun still has to inspect the Yellow River from beginning to end, add specific measures, and then find a place to put it into practice.
The current floods in the Yellow River are not that serious, and we can still afford it in a few years.
"Then let him take the examination after he is admitted as a Shujishi." The emperor decided the fate of a new scholar in just a few words.
"I obey the order."
"I think Jiang Sheng is right about the mission to North Korea."
"I obey the order."
It seems that the emperor has summoned Jiang Sheng, and he agreed to let that madman Jiang Huan go with the group.
"Oh, by the way, I also want Jia Tanhua to be a regimental counselor. What do you think, Lieutenant?"
The Emperor stared at the buoys floating on the water and suddenly spoke.
Jia Hui stiffened, no wonder he wanted to decide Wan Chengxun's fate first.
When he and Chen Si looked at each other, they both noticed the anxiety in the other person's eyes.
Brother Zhu/Brother Zhu is in poor health. Will he be able to survive if something happens to him?
"Your Majesty, Brother Zhu has been in poor health."
Jia Hui still wanted to fight for it, but was interrupted by the emperor.
"It's okay, it's just a matter of following the mission back and forth. There are also a thousand Datong border troops brought by Jiang Huan. Nothing will happen to Tanhua Lang." The emperor adheres to the principle of employing people who are useful to the family until death. Insist on Jia Zhu going to North Korea.
"You can rest assured that the candidates chosen by the emperor for the mission are all capable, but the only bad thing is that they are not of high origin, including Jiang Huan, and they are not able to suppress those Korean nobles who have been in two classes for generations. "
As soon as he raised the fishing rod, another palm-long fish was caught. Chen Si grabbed the net again and caught the fish.
"Tanhua Lang is the same. He has been with hairpins for generations, and has three dukes in his family. You are also the Taiwei of Daqi. No matter how arrogant those sticks are, you have to weigh them carefully. If they hurt Tanhua Lang, you, standing behind Tanhua Lang, can't even What would be the reaction of the Da Qi Taiwei who destroyed the Three Kingdoms?"
"I would like to thank the Emperor for his kindness on behalf of my brother Jia Zhu."
What else could Jia Hui say? The emperor is determined to send Jia Zhu as an envoy to North Korea.
"Don't worry, Da Qi will never treat its meritorious officials badly. When Tanhualang returns from his mission, the young minister of Honglu Temple should also become an official."
Jia Hui understood immediately and bowed down again.
. . . . . .
On the street, a four-horse carriage was driving on the road, with ten armored cavalry guarding it.
The remaining two hundred or so people have been sent back home by Jia Hui. They have arranged a guard of honor and walked to Xiyuan where the emperor lives. What do you want to do?
In the carriage, Jia Hui rubbed the turquoise beads sent by Asr who was stationed on the plateau.
well.
The fire cooks the oil, and the flowers bloom.
Does the emperor want to cultivate descendant power for Chen Si, or does he want to praise and kill the Jia family?
Jia Hui's heart was filled with confusion. He was still considered a figure in the Jia family, and the highest official rank was only his father Jia She, an honorable uncle with only a nominal reputation. The rest of the family were all sheltered by him.
Is this to build another mountain in the Jia family to check and balance himself?
Or is it just as he said, that he needs someone with high enough status and knowledge to scare North Korea?
"General, Old Eleven is back!"
Outside the carriage, Hu Jiu's voice interrupted Jia Hui's thoughts.
Forget it, apart from Yun Yu, the only commander left in Daqi who can command a national war-level war is himself. Moreover, Yun Yu is also old.
"Let him in."
Eleven opened the door curtain and jumped into the car.
"General, Mr. Dongfu Jing has made a big discovery!" Eleven looked at Jia Hui nervously.
"Have you discovered the remnants of the East Palace?"
"As expected of the general." Eleven acquiesced to Jia Hui's guess.
"What's going on? Tell me from beginning to end."
Shiyi organized his words before speaking: "General, that day I was ordered to follow Mr. Jing's carriage back to Xuanzhen Temple.
Mr. Jing got off the carriage and hurriedly walked into the temple. His subordinates also took advantage of the commotion outside the gate and climbed over the wall from the side. They followed Mr. Jing all the way to his single room and found that there was something in his alchemy room. Hiding someone!
Maybe it was broad daylight and they thought there wouldn't be any thieves, so their subordinates would have the opportunity to get close and eavesdrop, listening to what they said about 'mountain', 'children', 'little prince', 'silver' and the like."
"Wait, little prince?" Jia Hui felt a little uneasy.
It stands to reason that either Prince Yi Zhong should be called "Prince" according to the throne conferred by the emperor, or he should be called "grandson" in a subtle way, and the more fanatical remnants should be called "young master".
What is this "little prince"?
Is it possible that Old Donggong still has a young, posthumous or other child alive? Or has Qin Keqing changed her gender?
impossible? I have sent people to inquire, and it turns out that Qin Ye, the maintenance man of the Ministry of Industry, does have an adopted daughter named Qin Keqing in his family.
Is there another one?
Jia Hui suddenly felt that this guess was very possible.
Throw out the child who is standing in front of the stage as a target, while another child is accumulating strength in the dark, and then takes the opportunity to cause chaos.
Isn't this the routine of the former Liangchao family?
The more Jia Hui thought about it, the more something was wrong. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was probably true!
It’s impossible that Old Dong Gong is still alive, right? At that time, my grandfather witnessed Lao Donggong commit suicide. I heard that his neck was sawed by him with a sword that was so full of gaps that it was almost as big as a saw.
But poor Prince Yi Zhong.
"Yes, General, Master Jing and the person in that room are the 'little princes'. They also said that they must get some money as soon as possible. The children in the mountains are almost finished eating." Eleven also knew that there must be something in this. In big trouble.
mountains
"What accent?" Jia Hui suddenly asked.
"Accent? It seems to be from the Guanzhong area. I don't know exactly where it is." Shiyi's ancestors are from Guanzhong. He can understand the Guanzhong dialect, but he can't tell where the accent is.
Guanzhong, Shanli, Jiajing, Danfang.
There is definitely something wrong with the high-ranking master from Zhongnan Mountain he hired!
"Closely monitor the entrances to Zhongnan Mountain. Once a large group of people comes in and out, be sure to find out their whereabouts." Jia Hui ordered again towards Eleven.
"Yes, but General, why don't we go into the mountain to check?"
"No, it's too dangerous." Jia Hui shook his head and rejected Eleven's idea.
They were able to hide for several years without being discovered and were absolutely well guarded.
After all, the original Sixth Leader of the East Palace was an elite who could fight a night of bloody battles with the servants from various families led by his grandfather and the Emperor's imperial army Longxiang Guards. It was too easy to escape some people. They could train some professional troops to guard or directly do it themselves. Going into battle is not impossible.
I just didn’t expect them to be so good at running, that they could run all the way from Peiping to Zhongnan Mountain
The carriage fell into silence again. Jia Hui rubbed the turquoise beads in his hands and thought carefully.
No, Jia Jing can’t stay! As long as he is alive, he is an unstable factor that can affect the Jia family and must be killed!
"Go and add something to the medicine sent to Jia Jing in the second half of the month. I don't want to see him on May 5th."
Jia Hui looked at Eleven with a fierce look, which made Eleven tremble all over.
"Yes!" Eleven was so frightened that he forgot to even try to persuade him. He quickly opened the door curtain and ran away on horseback.
"Jia Jing, Jia Jing, why don't you take some lead balls? You must get involved with some of the prince's remnants and cause trouble for the family." Jia Hui murmured to himself.
He shook his head and rubbed Liu Zhu faster in his hands.
. . . . . .
Rongguo Mansion.
"Oh, uncle is back, uncle Hui is back! Open the side door quickly!"
The concierge, who was bragging at the gate of Rongguo Mansion, saw a four-wheel carriage parked at the door. He saw the fluttering red bird flag at a glance. He quickly called his companions to open the side door, and then trotted all the way to Jia Hui's carriage. .
"I would like to say hello to you!" The porter knelt down in front of Jia Hui's carriage, causing the surrounding soldiers to look sideways and marvel at the porter's ability and his iron knees.
"Well, get up. Are you going out today?" Jia Hui asked the concierge through the curtains.
"Go back to my father-in-law, isn't this a coincidence? I went out this morning with my young father-in-law in my arms, and he just came back a quarter of an hour ago!" The concierge said a bunch of auspicious words again, as if he didn't need any money, and he was talking about the carriage. Jia Hui was elated.
"Haha, your mouth is really... Hu Jiu, reward me!"
Hu Jiu took out a piece of broken silver, about fifty taels, and threw it to the concierge who was nodding and bowing to thank him, and then escorted the carriage into the house.
Arriving at Yimen, Jia Hui also got off the carriage.
In the Rongxi Hall, Li Wanzheng was having fun with Aunt Yueli, Duoyue and Jin Yuanyang, and his mother Jia.
As for Xiaoyanei, after entering Rongguo Mansion, it no longer belongs to Li Wan and Jia Hui.
Just like just now, Jia She carried Xiao Yanei and went out to show off to his old brothers. Xiao Yanei, who finally returned home, was held in the arms by Jia Min, who had become a great-aunt before she was thirty years old, and she poked her little Amused face.
On the side, Lin Daiyu was walking around the hall holding the little Chengyu who had just learned to walk. It was unclear whether it was Daiyu holding Chengyu or Chengyu walking Daiyu.
"The father-in-law is here!"
The registration sound of the maid outside the door interrupted this harmonious scene. Everyone quickly stopped talking and stood up. Only the grandmother Jia Mu and the aunt Mrs. He also stood up.
"Hahaha, old lady, your grandson Jia Hui is here to say hello to you!"
Before seeing him, he heard his voice, a heroic laughter came, the door curtain opened, and a tall and heroic figure walked into the hall.
After taking three steps and two steps at a time, Jia Hui arrived in front of Jia Mu, said hello, and greeted everyone around him. Jia Hui snatched his precious cub from Jia Min and sat down next to Li Wan. on the throne.
"ah!"
Xiao Yanei shouted, held his father's chest and scratched Taiwei Jia's face, but Taiwei Jia tilted his head back to break the attack.
"Hehe, I can't catch you, I can't catch you. You want to fight with your father, you're so young!"
Mother Jia and Jia Min looked at the interaction between father and son with smiles on their faces, while Mrs. Xing looked with envy at the warm scene of the nominally eldest son's family of three opposite, and she also felt a trace of resentment toward Jia She in her heart. .
Mrs. Wang, on the other hand, still looked neither happy nor sad. Her eldest son had recently become the top student in high school. She was in a good mood, and she was not in the same mood as the little maid opposite.
It may also have something to do with the fact that the two people in the Jia family who she doesn't deal with the most, Jia Hui and Jia Min, are both present.
Li Wan looked helplessly at her husband, who was having fun with his son. He didn't look like a father at all.
The little Ya Nei in his arms was snatched away by Li Wan. Jia Hui looked at the little Zai Zai who was hiding in Li Wan's arms and looking towards him with some lingering interest. He made a face and made the little Ya Nei giggle.
"Oh, Daiyu is here too!"
It was as if she had just noticed Daiyu standing next to Jia Min, holding her brother's hand.
Daiyu rolled her eyes vigorously at her cousin opposite her, but did not speak.
She has long been used to it. You can't talk to this idiot. The more you talk to him, the more energetic he will be!
Seeing that Daiyu didn't answer, Jia Hui curled his lips.
This little girl won’t be fooled anymore!
Jia Min on the side was very protective and glared at him fiercely.
"Okay, okay, brother Hui, don't mess with Yu'er. And you! You are the mother of two children, why are you still acting like a little girl!" Jia's mother glared at Jia Min, who looked proud. At a glance, the suppression from his bloodline made Jia Min stiffen and shrink his neck.
"Brother Hui, why didn't Brother Zhu come back with you?" Seeing Jia Min's timid look, Jia Mu nodded inwardly and turned around to ask Jia Hui.
"Oh, I asked Brother Zhu to invite his peers to go out and have fun."
"Ah, great, great." Mother Jia and Mrs. Wang also breathed a sigh of relief.
"In addition, I also learned about Brother Zhu's future arrangements from the Emperor. The Emperor wants to focus on cultivating Brother Zhu."
"Ah, the Emperor's kindness is so great. Brother Hui, what errand did the Emperor give Brother Zhu?"
"It's quite important. It's just that the place he went to is a bit far away, but once the matter is completed, his official career will be smooth until he enters the third rank."
"What kind of errand is this? Why does it sound like this? Brother Hui, where exactly does the Emperor want Brother Zhu to go?" Mother Jia and Mrs. Wang felt a little uneasy in their hearts.
"North Korea."
(End of chapter)
