"Big, big general."
The big man with a piece of cloth wrapped around his crotch was sitting in front of the Arhat bed, looking at the man sitting cross-legged on the bed and shivering.
Xu Le felt that he was extremely unlucky.
It was not easy to escort the Laoshizi Turkic envoy to Chang'an. After returning from Honglu Temple, I wanted to take a bath. But as soon as I entered the bathhouse, my hair was not wet with water. A group of people were wearing red robes and armor. The soldier broke into the door and pinned him down. Just as he was about to resist, he saw Hu Jiu, the leader of the general's personal soldiers. Master Jiu came towards him with a sneer on his face.
Then he was caught and brought to the general.
"Oh, don't you even dare to beat up envoys from other countries? Why are you shaking?" Jia Hui looked at Xu Le, who was sitting on the stool as neatly as a primary school student, with an unkind look on his face, and was very angry. .
"Don't you fucking know the foreign policy set by the Holy One? When you came up, you gave the Ottoman pasha a punch. That is to say, he was new to us and wanted to ask for help from us. He didn't want to cause trouble. Otherwise, he would go to the bathhouse to take a bath. Well, you have been jailed a long time ago!" Jia Hui pointed at Xu Le and cursed.
"General, the last general was wronged!" Xu Le retorted with an aggrieved look.
"Unjustly accused? What do you have to be wronged about? Isn't it the envoy you beat?"
"No, General, it's those Turkic barbarians who are too arrogant in the towns along the way. They beat people, destroy stalls, and molest women. They do all kinds of evil except murder!
How can a general forget the foreign policy set by His Majesty? I tolerated it, but when those group of Turkic barbarians saw that we didn't stop them, they became even more aggressive and even provoked us many times. When we couldn't get any more angry, we just..."
"What? Provoking Daqi's army? Why didn't you hack them to death? Oh no, why didn't you write it in the booklet?" Jia Hui slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Xu Le with an expression of hatred.
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General, you seemed to have said something outrageous just now.
"Deaf? Speak!"
"I forgot to write it!"
"Then hurry up and change it!"
A booklet was thrown into Xu Le's face with a "pop" sound, but Xu Le didn't show any anger and even giggled a few times. He realized that this was the general protecting him.
Tsk tsk, you are worthy of being a general, he just takes care of us old subordinates.
In the court, there are about five ways to call Jia Hui.
The first one is naturally Jia Taiwei, which is mostly used by officials who are not familiar with Jia Hui and troops who are not directly related to him. It is also the most commonly used title.
The second type is Dadudu, which is used by the subordinates of the Dudufu of Jia Hui's left army. This title is also used by the Jiangnan Camp and other troops who followed Jia Hui to participate in the counter-rebellion campaign in Jiangnan.
The third type is Grand Sima. After all, Jia Hui also has the title of Minister of the Ministry of War. This title is used by the Ministry of War.
The fourth type is Jia Gongye, which is mostly used by nobles who have no work to do at home. Those nobles who are motivated and work in temples are called Taiwei Jia Hui together with their colleagues.
Finally, there is the general. This is a title that only the old subordinates of Jia Hui of the Anxi Army are qualified to call him.
And Xu Le has been Jia Hui's subordinate since the Anxi Iron Cavalry was first established in the Duhu Mansion. When Jia Hui was a member of thousands of households, Xu Le had just joined the army. As soon as he joined the army, he was selected into Jia Hui's heavy cavalry team because of his outstanding performance.
Therefore, he knew very well what kind of person the general was, and he never worried that the general would harm him because he led his men to beat up a group of barbarians.
As for the trembling before, it was mainly because I recalled the fear I felt when I was drilled to death by the general.
"Laughing? You're laughing your ass off, why don't you hurry up and write!"
"Yes!" Xu Le, who had just been immersed in memories, was suddenly awakened. He quickly stood up and took the pen from Jia Hui's hand. Then he turned back and dragged the stool to the small table where Jia Hui put the documents. Start changing the records
"That's it? It's too little, and it's not miserable enough. Don't be so bland. No matter how they beat them, they can't be said to be devastating. If it's very difficult to write, how they brought harm to the villages and towns along the way should be written as miserable as possible. Write more. Write about the evil things they did."
"But General, they haven't had time to do evil yet."
"Fart! Even if I have heard about their evil deeds in Chang'an, how could I not have done it!" Jia Hui was furious and slapped Xu Le on the forehead. After sitting on the table for a while, he finally realized what he was doing.
"Yes, yes, they are so cruel. It's so hard to write on paper. These few pages are not enough!"
"That's damn hard to write. Forget it, here, I'll fill it up in three pages!"
"yes!"
The side room of the festival hall became quiet instantly. Jia Hui sat cross-legged on the Arhat bed and dealt with various affairs, while Xu Le lay on the small table beside and started writing furiously.
Like, so similar!
It looks like the scene in a previous life when a teacher took him to the office and forced him to write something on the table!
A trace of nostalgia arose in Jia Hui's heart for a moment, and she took a deep breath
"General, do you think this is okay?"
I don't know how long it took, but I just know that Jia Hui has finished processing all the paperwork, and Xu Le on the side has also finished writing the three-page plot. No, the truth is.
"Let me take a look." Jia Hui took the brochure handed over by Xu Le
"Fuck, your handwriting is really... oh, it's so annoying." The "bang" of three pages of words that looked like ghostly drawings made Jia Hui's thoughts stagnant for twenty breaths, and he almost thought he couldn't read.
But fortunately, these words are all traceable, and you can understand them roughly by following Xu Le's words.
"Hey, General, aren't you just thinking about writing this quickly so as not to delay your business?" Xu Le scratched the back of his head with an honest look.
"Uh-huh." Jia Hui was noncommittal about this.
After simply looking at the actual situation written by Xu Le, although there are some logical loopholes, writing this plot will definitely lead to death, but this is reality, and reality does not require logic. Since there is an Ottoman soldier written in this booklet Want to force the female donkey.
Just think of it as having a unique taste.
"Okay, that's it. Memorize it for me tonight and don't miss a word. Do you understand?"
"General, obey the order! But General, there are some things that General Mo wrote that he himself doesn't believe in. Will they really believe it?" Xu Le asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, it's up to the Holy Emperor and the courtiers to believe it or not. But let's use this matter to attack Osman and fight for the interests of Daqi." Jia Hui stepped into the mesh boots he wore in Xia Tian again and stood up with both hands. After getting up, Xu Le quickly stepped forward to help Jia Hui get the robe.
"Those are all political achievements. They are just a bunch of Turkic remnants who jumped out of nowhere. Do you really think that if you build a country, you can be on an equal footing with the rest of the world?"
"That's not possible! The general led a mere two hundred families to beat up the 500 Turks. The general also heard that Mustafa Pasha was one of the best warriors in the Ottomans. Bah. , I don’t know what I am when I look in the mirror!” Xu Le held Jia Hui’s gauze in his hands and showed great disdain for the force of this group of Turks.
"Let's just say, since these Turks are easy to bully, then the courtiers don't have to worry about anything." Jia Hui put on his outer robe, took his gauze cloak from Xu Le, lowered his head and I saw Xu Le’s chest hair.
"What are you still doing? Go and put on some clothes. I'll invite you to take a bath!"
. . . . . .
Such things as bathhouses have existed in China since ancient times.
It's just that it was more particular in the earliest times. "Book of Rites·Nei Principles" records: "There is no common well inside and outside, and there is no common bathing." Bathing cannot be shared in the same bathroom, and cannot be washed together. This is the standard of Zhou Rites.
However, as the etiquette collapsed, people became less and less observant of this rule.
With the development of the citizen economy, bathhouses are no longer exclusive to princes and nobles, and are gradually open to the common people.
"Neng Gaizhai Man Lu" written by Wu Zeng of the Song Dynasty records: "A pot must be hung on the door of the bathing place." Bathhouses became a unique business, and hanging a "hanging pot" on the door became a symbol.
The bathhouse not only allows you to take a bath, but also provides services such as back rubs, massages, and nail trimming. In addition to bathing, it also sells soup noodles and the like.
At that time, the bathhouse was also called a "perfume shop". People often used spices and medicinal powders when bathing, and their clothes were also scented, so it became known as a "perfume shop".
Of course, this kind of bathhouse that can be used to incense is not affordable for ordinary people.
And since it is a service industry, it is naturally divided into three, six, and nine levels.
Jia Hui, who loves pleasure, would not soak in the same pool with those coolies.
Therefore, Jia Hui took Xu Le to the best perfume shop in Chang'an.
The water is the same water, and the hot and cold are the same, but the environment is decorated to be either magnificent or fresh and elegant. Some white marble and other precious materials are used to carve random things on the pool, and finally some are sprinkled in the pool. petal.
Duang!
Ten taels of silver are gone!
"Take a dip! If you don't take a dip for two hours, don't even think about letting me out! Ten taels of silver." Lying in the pool covered with rose petals, Jia Hui had a look of pain on her face and ordered Xu Le, who was looking around with an eye-opening eye. .
"Ah what? Ten taels of silver? Darling, it's worth one-fifth of a Beilu's head!" Xu Le's eyes widened in an instant, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Yes, after all, the service of this perfume shop is the best in Chang'an, and the cost is naturally a bit higher. If you want to go to cheaper places, there are many cheap places, but this shop is next to the theater of Jiaofangsi. After dinner, we can go to the night show." Jia Hui said, looking up at the ceiling with a towel on her head.
I want to go to the theater.
Jiaofangsi also has a nightclub, which is even more exciting and even larger than the daytime venue.
After all, there is a curfew these days, but who dares to ignore the curfew and come to the theater to watch a night show? Those who were either princes or nobles or wealthy businessmen who had enough money to spend the night in the theater naturally had to work hard.
"Watching a show?"
"Hmm, I heard it's a new drama this season. It was just released. It seems to be called "The Legend of White Snake"?" Jia Hui thought about it and said.
"The Legend of White Snake? How can White Snake get better? Besides, White Snake is auspicious. If you have the skills to transform into White Snake, it is better to dedicate it to the court. At least you can get a few rewards!" Xu Le said with a puzzled face.
Tsk. Compared with you, I, who usually call myself a rough guy, would be at a disadvantage.
"It's not that the white snake turned into a spirit, but the white snake became a spirit. She wanted to repay the favor of saving her life thousands of years ago, so she ran to Hangzhou to find someone. As a result, the white snake and the reincarnation of her benefactor fell in love at first sight and fell in love. It seems like this Drama.”
"What, it's some romantic stuff again." After hearing what Jia Hui said, Xu Le lost interest instantly.
"It's your fault that you can't get a wife!" Jia Hui rolled his eyes after hearing Xu Le's words.
"Your father and mother left early, and the elders in your clan also drove you away for those few acres of land. Without the care of the elders, how do you want to get married? Shouldn't I, the old boss, choose it for you?
There are still some pursuits, and I want to be both virtuous and good-looking.
Okay, no problem. You have become the commander of the First Guard at the age of twenty. Of course you are qualified to choose your favorite wife.
But you don’t want a girl from a rich family, and you don’t think that marrying a girl home is the same as inviting a Bodhisattva, okay.
You look down on people from small families, and you despise people with low status and low knowledge, okay.
But you don't even want the girls from official families who are the same as you, saying that with the support of your mother's family, you won't feel comfortable being controlled by others after you get married. Then I have no choice but to rely on you. "Jia Hui spread his hands.
"But I find it difficult with your honor and temper."
"Actually, General, I, what do you think, if I go to the Jiaofang Division to find one?" Xu Le probed cautiously.
"Jiaofang Secretary? Are you crazy? I have no future!" Jia Hui's eyes widened and he stood up, looked directly at Xu Le, and slapped him on the forehead.
"No, no, no, General, please don't be impatient. Can you please let me analyze it first?" Xu Le repeatedly begged for mercy.
"Hmph, let's hear what kind of flowers you can name!" Jia Hui snorted coldly and leaned against the edge of the white marble pond.
"General, think about it, who are the girls in this theater?"
"The theater, the prisoner's daughter."
"Yes, in other words, isn't she the lady of the past? You see, this person is not educated, well-informed, well-informed, fair-skinned and beautiful. She has no support from her mother's family, so I redeemed her body. How can she be obedient to me after she escapes from the sea of suffering? As for the money she used to redeem herself, she should treat it as a betrothal gift.
Putting it all together, wouldn’t the points I’m pursuing be fulfilled now? Xu Le said with excitement.
".Huh?" Jia Hui looked confused and did not respond.
"Furthermore, our Daqi Jiaofang is different from the previous dynasty. Only the girls who are not wanted by the Jiaofang's theater will be thrown into that place. Therefore, the innocence of the girls in the Jiaofang's theater is also guaranteed. General , what do you think about this idea?" After Xu Le finished speaking, his eyes lit up, expecting to hear some good words of approval from Jia Hui.
"Keke is still an actor after all. He has a great influence on your children. Besides, this matter will also affect your future!" Although what Xu Le said was a bit unreasonable, Jia Hui still felt that it was very inappropriate. Reliable.
"Well, if my son dares to look down on his mother's background, I will slap him hard and drive him out of the house!
And General, we are military generals. In the end, our future must be fought with the steel sword in our hands! "Xu Le said very solemnly.
"Besides, with you here, will you ever worry about not having the chance to make progress?" Xu Le's originally serious face suddenly fell down, and he smiled innocently.
(End of chapter)
