Ningguo Mansion
It was dusk, and the lanterns were starting to come on. The lanterns hanging under the eaves of the front porch swayed in the wind, making bursts of hoarse sounds.
As Jia Heng thought, the entire Ning and Rong mansions had already learned that Jia Heng was about to go on an expedition. Both Ning and Rong mansions were worried, especially since the outside world looked like a storm was about to come.
Fortunately, this matter had been mentioned before during the Shangyuan Festival, so although everyone in Jia's house was worried, they were not as panicked. When Jia's mother listened to Jia Zheng's narration in the court, Jia Heng seemed to have a plan in mind. Let’s put aside our worries for now.
Because Jia Heng just won two big wins last year, he has built up some self-confidence.
Generally speaking, if there are no talkative women coming over to do "military observation", such as Aunt Xue and Mrs. Wang, they will actually detect something dangerous.
Jia Heng had just arrived home and received another piece of information from Jinyi Mansion.
The Sunit tribe of Chahar Mongolia was attacked by the Jurchens, Naiman, and Aohan tribes, but Ezhe couldn't bear it and sent a message to Jia Heng, planning to meet him.
Jia Heng turned to look at Chen Xiao aside and whispered: "The Jurchens are attacking quickly and fiercely. They are going to solve the grassland problem with lightning speed."
Chen Xiao pondered and said: "The Jurchens have been planning for this battle for a long time, and besides, the troops are expensive and fast."
Jia Heng asked Li Shu and said, "What information has been delivered from Qu Lang? Are there any Shanxi merchants?"
"My lord, Commander Qu has not sent any news yet. Shanxi merchants have frequently smuggled medicinal materials, wine, and food to the Jurchens this winter and spring. They seem to be helping the Jurchens to actively prepare for war." Li Shu said in a deep voice, He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and said, "This is the news delivered by Lan Qianhu, and the Calabash Monk has now arrived to work with Dorgon."
The Calabash Monk is the young novice monk of the Calabash Temple, now codenamed Calabash Monk, who had sneaked back to Jurchen years ago.
Jia Heng thought for a while and asked, "Is it possible to contact him now?"
Li Shu said: "Captain, we can contact him, but Dorgon has many cronies around him, and there are many people with mixed eyes. The Calabash Monk said that he still needs to lurk for a while, and I would like to ask the Governor for permission."
Jia Heng frowned, then relaxed and said: "Now that the war is about to break out, it is time to use him to pass on information. Tell him that some important information must be passed on. Let him lurk first, and also tell Lan Qianhu, We need to send more detectives to collect intelligence.”
In fact, part of Jinyi Mansion's information channels are Han generals who surrendered to the Jurchens in Liaodong in the early years. These people are well versed in self-preservation. Now that the Han Dynasty has shown some signs of resurgence, it can still leave a way out for itself in the event that Liaodong is recaptured in the future. .
After Li Shu left, Chen Xiao said: "The Jurchen side mobilized the elites of the Two White Banners this time, which is more than 10,000 people. If the people of the Eight Banners of Mongolia are added, there may be 30,000 or 40,000 people. Based on Ezhe's command, With my strength, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on for too long.”
"We need to go to Datong as soon as possible." Jia Heng looked solemn and whispered: "We will leave in two days. The cavalry will go first, and the baggage will follow. In Taiyuan, we will raise food and grass from various prefectures and counties in Shanxi."
Chen Xiao looked at the young man and said in a faint tone: "There are many people in the court waiting to see your joke."
Jia Heng's eyes turned cold and he whispered, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint them."
Afterwards, Jia Heng and Chen Xiao had dinner. It was already midnight. Jia Heng thought about it and headed to the Grand View Garden.
Grand View Garden, Cuicui Temple
On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the bright, silvery moon is as big as a jade plate, hanging in the sky. Billions of cold moonlight shine on the red plums in the courtyard. The red plums are in full bloom, extremely beautiful, and even more so under the moonlight. It was like gauze and mist, but the lights in the wing were brightly lit, and the beautiful figures of the two people were projected on the window.
A nun with her hair in a wonderful bun and wearing a moon-white robe is sitting on the kang couch next to the west window. Under the bright moon, her jade cheeks are as white as snow and her eyebrows are clear. At this moment, she is holding a slender hand. The white piece landed on the criss-crossing chess surface with a "click" sound.
And sitting on the Kang couch across the chess square, there is a beautiful, graceful and elegant girl. Her eyebrows are like misty clouds, her eyes are full of autumn, no makeup is applied to her face, and the earrings hanging on her earlobes are dazzling. There are circles of radiance.
"Why are you absent-minded again today?" Xing Xiuyan put down the chess piece, looked at the girl with a quiet gaze, and said softly.
Miaoyu's face was slightly startled and she said, "It's nothing, it's just that a lot of time has passed in a flash."
He went to Jiangnan for business, and a year passed. He didn't see each other for more than a month, and he didn't see him for two or three days after he came back.
Ever since they got married that day, he didn't seem to have seen her much.
Did he dislike her?
Miaoyu was thinking wildly in her mind, but she quickly realized that the girl in front of her was not walking yet.
Xing Xiuyan looked at the beautiful woman whose eyes were sometimes blurred and sometimes cold, and said with a chuckle: "I wonder if that uncle Heng knows the Master's thoughts?"
In fact, in private, this young girl from Xianyun Yehe is rare and charming, but few people see her, and Miaoyu, who has grown up watching Xing Xiuyan since she was a child, occasionally shows some true temperament in front of her.
Miaoyu cast an angry look at Xing Xiuyan but said nothing.
Not only did he know what she was thinking, but he also made a lifelong commitment to her, but how could he tell Xiuyan this?
Xing Xiuyan suddenly said softly: "Qiao doesn't fight for spring, but repays it when it comes. When the mountain flowers are blooming, she laughs in the bushes. I was talking about this poem to my sister Zhen yesterday."
Miaoyu Liuye's bright eyes flashed under her slender eyebrows, and she secretly thought, who is she?
At this moment, Su Su entered the hall and said softly: "Girl, Uncle Heng is here."
After a while, I saw a young man wearing a straight green shirt and a tall figure, coming from outside. His whole body seemed to be covered with moonlight, his face was as calm as the abyss. He looked at Xing Xiuyan, who was sitting opposite Miaoyu, and asked: "Xiuyan." Are you smoking too?"
Only Xing Xiuyan can play with Miaoyu's eccentric character.
Xing Xiuyan nodded. As he spoke, he raised his head, stood up Yingying, saluted Jia Hengfu, and said, "I have met Brother Heng."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Sit down, Master Miaoyu and I have something to talk about."
At this time, Miaoyu looked at the young man. Since he was an outsider, his eyes only saw a soft glint in his eyes, but he did not come closer.
"I'm going to lead troops on an expedition in the next two days, so I just came here to say goodbye to my master." Jia Heng sat on a chair nearby and said, "By the way, I also asked my master to pray for me."
Of course, I also came here to ambush the white tiger.
"You...Uncle Heng are going on an expedition?" Miao Yufang's heart skipped a beat and she whispered with beautiful eyes.
Jia Heng and Miao Yu had mentioned this matter in the past, but they didn't want it to be so sudden. They had just come from outside and were about to lead troops on an expedition.
Xing Xiuyan also stared at Jia Heng, with a look of surprise on her quiet and beautiful face.
Jia Heng sat down, picked up the tea cup, and said, "Things are about to break out in the north. It only happens in the past few days. We need to lead the troops there."
Xing Xiuyan saw the two of them talking, especially when Miaoyu's eyes were already soft and clear, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, if there is nothing else to do, I will go back first."
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Xing Xiuyan, smiled and said, "Cousin Xiuyan, say hello to sister Yingchun on my behalf."
Xing Xiuyan and Yingchun both live in Zhujin Building.
Xing Xiuyan didn't know what she thought of, Qingli's cheeks were slightly red, she responded with a voice as loud as a mosquito, and then stood up and left Gaocui'an.
Jia Heng looked at the girl in moon-white monk robes, came to sit beside the chess platform where Xing Xiuyan was sitting just now, picked up the chess pieces, gathered them into the chess box, and whispered: "Come here to see you, yesterday I went to Yuan Dynasty It’s the festive season, so I wanted to come over and spend time with you, but it’s quite noisy over there.”
In fact, not only Miaoyu, but also Sanjie You, originally agreed to be carried in a small sedan chair, but because there were a lot of things in the middle, it was postponed again and again, so she could only wait until the war was over.
Miaoyu also stretched out her bare hands to hold the chess pieces. Under the moonlight, her fingers were slender and white, her skin was delicate, her lips were slightly parted, her voice was clear and cold, and she said nonchalantly: "You are very busy outside, so there is no need to come and see me. "
After gathering the chess pieces and moving them away from the chess playing field, Jia Heng looked at the beautiful girl with gentle eyes and said seriously: "Master, monks don't lie."
Miao Yufang felt ashamed and annoyed, and she raised her eyes to look at the young man. Then she saw the young man holding her hand and coming closer.
Jia Heng hugged Miaoyu, lowered his head and pressed Miaoyu's lips, looked at the girl with cheeks as red as rouge, sighed, and said: "Actually, I don't have much confidence. If the war is unfavorable, it can't be said by the teacher. , Even if there is an iron threshold for a thousand years, it is nothing more than a piece of earthen bread."
Miaoyu said angrily: "You are talking nonsense again, why are you saying such depressing words?"
But her heart couldn't help but jump. If this was the case, wasn't it her fault? Because she was an unlucky person, she caused him to suffer this disaster?
Jia Heng hugged Miaoyu's delicate body and said softly: "The earthen pot will inevitably be broken on the well, and the general will inevitably die in battle. If that day comes, I will ask my master to help me chant sutras and achieve salvation."
"Keep talking nonsense." The beauty seemed to be really annoyed this time. She bit her pink lips and said, her hands had already been around Jia Heng's neck, and she took the initiative to come closer and kiss her.
After a while, he pinched Jia Heng's hand and said in a low voice: "I'm here to help you, poor nun. You have a strong heart and a strong life. You will live a long life in the future."
Jia Heng gently pinched Miaoyu's chin, looked into her sparkling eyes, and said warmly: "The master is praying for me at home."
"Um, um~" Miaoyu's pink lips moved slightly, and then she put her arms around Jia Heng's neck. The two had not seen each other for nearly a month, and they had just established a relationship. Naturally, a breakup was better than a wedding.
After a while, Jia Heng held Miaoyu, who had a delicate body as soft as silkworms, and reached into the spacious monk's robe. He said softly: "It can take as little as three months, as long as half a year. I should be back almost. It happens to be summer at that time. Let's Let’s go to Jiangnan and have some fun.”
Miaoyu Yanli's cheeks were as red as blood, and she whispered: "Don't say this so early, you may be busy with something else at that time."
Obviously he also knows some of Jia Heng's habits.
Jia Heng didn't say much, he just leaned close to Miaoyu's beautiful neck and said with a smile: "Miaoyu, what kind of spices did you put on it, so it smells so good?"
Miaoyu has the arrogance of a young lady from a Jiangnan aristocratic family, but she does have the capital to be arrogant in terms of appearance, figure, and temperament.
"I grind some herbs myself, and maybe some sandalwood and the like. How can they be that fragrant?" Miaoyu said shyly, pushing Jia Heng gently and said: "Don't make trouble, it's a little itchy." .”
Even though they had been married for a long time, this was the first time they were hugged so intimately. Miaoyu felt that a piece of ice in her heart had already melted like water.
"Is that the body fragrance on Master Tai's body?" Jia Heng said softly.
Today I can't go to Baochai's place, so I will spend more time with Master Miaoyu, Baihu Steamed Buns, and I will be called a nun in the love stories.
As he spoke, Jia Heng bent over his legs and hugged Miaoyu, and walked towards the bed beside him, and said, "The ones in front of them are running a plum blossom poetry club. Did the master go to join it? Do you have any elegant works?"
Miaoyu hugged Jia Heng's neck, her beautiful face flushed with embarrassment, her voice trembled slightly, she gently held Jia Heng's shoulders and said: "They posted a post to invite me, with the title of Ode to Red Plum Blossoms. I also made a song.”
Jia Heng said softly: "Master Tai chants red plum blossoms, but it's not like you can get the moon from a tower near the water."
Miaoyu: "..."
"You can't be more serious." He said, stopping Jia Heng Xueling from folding plums.
"I'm talking about the two red plum trees in the courtyard, what do you think?" Jia Heng said softly.
Miaoyu snorted, her delicate body trembling non-stop, her eyes opened slightly, and she looked at the young man intently, with a look of obsession in her eyes.
Jia Heng's fingers gently caressed the fragrant skin of the face, which was full of collagen. However, Miaoyu had some cold bones and snow between her eyebrows, and there was a sense of arrogance in her bones, which made the young girl's temperament Even more serious, he said: "Master Tai, it's getting late, let's take a rest."
"lamp."
Jia Heng leaned close to Miaoyu's ear and whispered: "I can't see your face clearly, how boring it is."
Miaoyu: "..."
He just likes to see her make a fool of herself?
But before she could say anything, she saw the young man approaching. I don't know how long it took, but the figure of the young man sounded in Miaoyu's ears.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "How about Master praying and giving lectures to me now?"
Miaoyu: "???"
Then the young man whispered something.
Miao Yufang's heart was beating wildly, her cheeks were red, and she said, "How could you blaspheme the Bodhisattva like this?"
Jia Heng hugged the slightly light Miaoyu and said, "I will go on an expedition tomorrow. For the sake of my piety, my master cannot accept my request this time."
Miaoyu said angrily: "Nonsense."
She was really scared and had awe in her heart.
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Then I won't recite sutras."
We can’t see the scene of the nun’s sinking, but that little scene is still included.
But after all, Miaoyu couldn't stand Jia Heng's tough words, so she endured the shame and annoyance in her heart and acted as she was told.
And I don't know when, in the courtyard, the moon is high in the sky, and the red plum tree outside the window is shaking constantly, and its shadow is reflected on the wall. The breeze blows, the shadows of the trees are whirling, and the remaining plum blossoms are shaking red, like a cloud bun. Scattered, flying and dancing.
I don’t know how long it took, but Jia Heng held Miaoyu in his arms, gently caressed her fragrant and icy skin, and came close to the beauty’s ear, saying softly: “If you have a child, what will you do? Give birth to her in Cong Cui’an?”
Miaoyu snorted. At this moment, her cheeks were all red. She felt strange and inexplicable in her heart. She said angrily: "You are always good at playing tricks on others."
But she couldn't help but think of what she would do if she had a child in the future.
"You can't have a child whose mother is a nun in a nunnery. Let someone else take care of the child." Jia Heng asked with a smile.
Miaoyu's face was slightly red, and she knew that the young man was talking about the future. There was a touch of firmness in her soft eyes, and she whispered: "At that time, I... I will just return to secular life."
Jia Heng said: "You have never become a monk, so what are you going to do if you return to secular life? At worst, the Master will be raised like this, and he will inherit the Master's mantle and the great Dharma in the future."
"You, you..." Miaoyu said in embarrassment and pinched Jia Heng feebly. She still had the usual look of her eyes being higher than her head.
The two of them were whispering together, unaware that the time was getting late and the night was getting dark.
Miaoyu's pink lips were slightly parted, and her voice, which was originally as cold as water, had a bit of a needle-piercing softness and charm, and said: "Be careful outside."
"Yes." Jia Heng hugged Miaoyu and said, "Master, it's getting late. Okay, let's go to bed."
Miaoyu seemed to feel the heavy thoughts in that fiery chest, and prayed secretly in her heart. If there was any trouble, just come to her, hoping that he would go well.
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In the Qijun Prince's Mansion, the night was deep, the study was brightly lit, and the figures were looking longingly.
The tea cup was filled with steam and the aroma of tea was overflowing, as if a fat face was reflected on the plate.
Chen Cheng, the king of Qi County, looked as gloomy as iron and said quietly: "I don't know whether I will live or die, but after winning two battles, I don't know what my name is. Now I have even raised troops to intervene in the Mongolian war. Such a big defeat will have disastrous consequences." .”
After saying that, he turned to look at Jia Yucun aside, with an aggressive look in his eyes, and asked: "Mr. Yucun, what do you think Jia Heng's chances of winning are?"
Jia Yucun twirled his beard under his chin with his hand and said thoughtfully: "In terms of naval battles, Marquis Yongning seems to be a good general of the Kruls, but in fact it is not the case. There were only a few hundred Jurchens who faced off before, and most of the winners were Korean navy. In addition, the bandits came from afar, and the division's veterans were tired. Even so, Marquis Yongning had to go through a lot of trouble to win the naval battle, and now that he is advancing rashly because of his merits, it is not a good omen."
In short, I am not optimistic about it. In fact, this is also the opinion of one person.
Chen Cheng nodded and said: "What Mr. Yucun said is true. Since ancient times, arrogant soldiers will be defeated."
Then, he looked at Chen Hong, the son of King Zhongshun, and asked, "Brother, what do you think?"
Chen Hong looked thoughtful and said: "Yongninghou never fights an unprepared battle. Today he actively participated in the battle at the court meeting. It is not true that he was dazzled by last year's victory. I'm afraid he really is not afraid of the Jurchens. "
Chen Cheng said: "I thought he was arrogant and didn't know it. Instead of talking about recuperation, he just said that this person was originally a pacifier. He also said that after five years of stalemate, it has only been less than one year, so he rashly sent out troops."
Chen Hong shook his head and said: "It's actually hard to tell. Marquis Yongning is probably not a fool. If he doesn't send troops, no one in the court will force him."
Just when Chen Cheng was confused about Chen Hongzhi's words, Dou Rong said: "Your Majesty, a secret agent has come to report that the King of Chu went to the capital camp to meet Jia Hou. The two sides talked in secret for a long time. I don't know what they talked about in the Chinese army barracks."
Chen Cheng's face suddenly darkened and he said, "Damn it!"
The more I thought about some things, the more angry I became. It was possible for the kings of Chu and Wei to reconcile with the boy, but he and the boy were at odds with each other.
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The next day, the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, at dawn, a line of white fish belly just appeared in the eastern sky, and the clouds in the vast sky were rolling and colorful.
On an embroidered couch surrounded by curtains, Jia Hengxing turned around and looked at Miao Yu, who was sleeping peacefully and gently beside him. The sleeping master's eyebrows were as aloof as plum blossoms in the past, and under the curved eyelashes, the skin on her face was Delicate and can be broken by blowing, the pink lips will be moist and plump.
Jia Heng lifted off the quilt and put on some clothes.
Miaoyu usually thinks too much and sleeps lightly. Now she noticed the movement of the person beside her pillow. She opened her eyes, calmed down, looked at the young man and said, "What time is it?"
"It's five o'clock, you might as well sleep a little longer. You were very tired yesterday." Jia Heng put on his clothes, looked at Miaoyu, and gently scratched the straight and small bridge of his nose.
There was a hint of anger in Miaoyu's eyes, but she felt the pampering in her movements, and her heart felt a little sweet. She said softly: "Let me serve you."
After saying that, he got up, put on the monk's robes, and watched Jia Heng take out the fire and light the candles. Then he came to Jia Heng, helped Jia Heng get dressed, and asked, "Where are you going later?" "
"After breakfast, we will go to the capital camp. We may stay in the camp for the next two days." Jia Heng turned around, looked at Miaoyu with a gentle look and a smile, and said softly.
Last night he was going to hunt for treasure hairpins. After thinking about it, it was better to spend the night with Miaoyu. It seemed that holding the young girl who was attached to him would make him feel more at peace.
The main reason is that I really miss the smooth, plump and delicious white tiger steamed buns.
Miaoyu lowered her head to tie Jia Heng's belt, raised her head like a waterfall of green silk, and her soft and bright eyes seemed to be entangled with bamboo streams, misty, and said softly: "Be careful outside."
The war was dangerous, and every time he went out, she was always on tenterhooks.
If something happened to him this time, she...she wouldn't be alive either. It was her, an ominous person, who caused him harm.
Thinking of this, my nose suddenly felt sour and my eyes gradually became moist.
He went through life and death outside last year, and now he has not lived for a year in a row. Not long after he came back, he led his troops to fight in northern Xinjiang.
Jia Heng noticed that the girl was in a different mood, and looked at the girl who was about to cry. He came closer, put his arms around Miaoyu's waist, looked at the young man with a smile, gently stroked the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, and said warmly: "Master Tai He is also a free and easy person, why are there tears in his eyes? When we meet again, Master, why don't you put on secular clothes to welcome me?"
He feels that there are some flags behind his back now, probably, wait for me to come back and immigrate to Canada?
Miaoyu said "hmm", raised a beautiful face with pear blossoms and raindrops, looked at Jia Heng with her bright eyes, and nodded "hmm".
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said, "Okay, I'm leaving. You can have breakfast later. It's very cold outside. You can go back to bed and fall asleep while I leave."
Without further words, he did not let Miaoyu see him off, but left the Cuicui Nunnery and walked down the mountain path paved with stone slabs. He looked back and glanced at the brightly lit Cuicui Nunnery, and then cast his gaze towards the distant place. In the direction of Hengwuyuan and Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the houses with cornices and curved corners are graceful, beautiful and elegant, just like the character of their owners.
All the sceneries in heaven and earth are prepared, Fangyuan should be given the name of Grand View.
When I come back, it will be summer. At that time, the flowers are in full bloom. Maybe I can enjoy the beauty of the garden? Of course, the premise is to win the battle. If you lose, it will be like eating a bird and jumping into the forest. The vast white land is really clean.
The young man in green shirt shook his head, his face was silent. When he turned around, a big sun suddenly jumped out from the eastern sky behind him, and thousands of rays of rays of light shot out, dyeing the sky with gold and red.
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(End of chapter)
