It is said that Master Pardon is now in a high and powerful position, and the two saints in the palace trust him much more than other generals in the Dudu Mansion.
He is in charge of most of the Twelve Guards in the capital, and with one order, not to mention a single monk, it is not a big problem to overthrow the Buddhist temples and Taoist temples in all the states in Daxia.
But these two people are too mysterious and have unpredictable abilities. Master Pardon still remembers the content of the letter sent by his brother-in-law Lin Ruhai in his early years...
"Since I can't bear to leave her, I'm afraid that her illness will never be cured in her lifetime. If she wants to recover, unless she is not allowed to cry from now on, except for her parents, she will not see any relatives or friends with other surnames. Only then will she be safe. A generation."
Fortunately, Lin Ruhai is a humble gentleman. If this was the Drunken King Kong Ni Er, he might not have been punched by him long ago.
In the following years, the little girl had been suffering from decoctions since birth. Three years later, their youngest son died in infancy, his wife died of illness, and the Lin family was almost completely devastated.
I originally thought that the two monks and Taoists would never see each other again, but three years later, Lin Ruhai became critically ill and almost died.
Just when there was a turning point, Baoyu turned out to be seriously ill and dying. After an investigation, it was found that it was this monk who did it again.
This time, Master Pardon was really frightened, and he spread his hands everywhere. Only then did he realize that the monk and the Taoist had not only plotted against his niece.
Zhen Shiyin, a famous scholar in Gusu, also received the prophecy of these two people: If you are spoiled and pampered, you will laugh at you, and the snow will be flowing in the air. It’s a good idea to be on guard after the Lantern Festival, when the smoke and fire are extinguished.
The daughter of the Zhen family in Gusu is still waiting for her parents in her niece's courtyard, but there has been no news from Zhen Shiyin.
Not to mention the Xue family who owns Yaoyin Pharmacy, the cause and effect is even greater.
It seems that they are far apart, but after a little thought, you can see that the target of this group of monks is none other than Ning Rongjia's family.
The more Mr. Pardon thought about it, the more he felt a thorn in his back. Such a weird person would not be able to sleep soundly unless he broke his bones and scattered ashes!
It's a pity that Taoist Zhang is not a real god. He didn't say anything in the end. He just warned Master Pardon repeatedly to be careful and to find him at Qingxu Temple outside the city if you encounter any difficult problems.
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Boom, boom, boom...
The Jingyang bell rings, today there is a royal banquet for all the ministers.
In the evening, all the people with official titles in the Ning and Rong mansions put on their costumes and went out from the square gate under the guard of their own soldiers, all the way to the gate of Dachu.
The palace walls are decorated with red bricks and green tiles, and paired with red palace lanterns, it is a glorious and prosperous time.
"Dad, I saw Wang Ziteng."
Master Pardon raised the curtain of the car and looked ahead. The middle-aged man in purple robe surrounded by a crowd of people in front of the palace gate was none other than Wang Ziteng.
"Nephew meets uncle, brother Cong..."
Jia Cong turned around and saw that it was Feng Ziying, the son of Shenwu General Feng Tang. He held his hand in greeting.
Jia She nodded in response and asked casually: "It's Ziying, where is your father?"
Feng Ziying pointed at Feng Tang, who was being pulled by Wang Ziteng to talk, and replied with a wry smile: "Uncle Wang insisted on dragging my father to propose marriage to my nephew. My nephew had no choice but to come to my uncle to hide."
"Oh? Wang Ziteng is now a matchmaker, which is interesting."
Jia She had something to say. Jia Cong showed his hands to the confused Feng Ziying, but Master She laughed and said, "Tell me, which girl did he introduce to you?"
Feng Ziying blushed and replied hesitantly: "She seems to be the daughter of Shanhaiguan commander and deputy general Wu Sanhuan."
"Wu Sanhuan? It turns out to be him!"
"Dad, do you know this person?"
Not to mention Jia Cong's curiosity, even Feng Ziying looked at Jia She who was tutting his tongue.
Jia She sneered and said, "He's just a loser who got his position by acting as his godson. Our Uncle Wang is really leisurely, and he's not afraid of Old Feng punching him."
Just as he was talking, Feng Tang came over with an impatient look. Wang Ziteng rushed to Jia She from afar and handed over his hand. Unfortunately, Master She was impatient now and just snorted and didn't bother to pay attention.
Wang Ziteng, who was asking for trouble, resigned himself to it, smiled bitterly, and then started chatting with others.
"Brother Shen lived a comfortable life, unlike me, who had to resist the urge to beat him and deal with it."
The Feng family is also a martial arts family. Among the martial arts disciples of this generation, he has a good relationship with Jia Sheniu Jizong and others.
As soon as he got up, he rubbed the little black fat man's head, pushed the two children aside, and directly boarded the carriage of Rongguo Mansion to whisper with Jia She.
"Wang Ziteng is going to be promoted!"
Feng Tang whispered: "He inspected Liaodong on orders, and he really found out a lot of problems. With all his troubles, Liaodong seemed to be in great shape. The Governor's Office of the Fifth Army reported to the palace in accordance with the rules with the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Personnel. There is a high probability of promotion."
Although Jia She felt the reluctance of the boss in his heart, he had an indifferent look on his face and said with a smile: "This man is a good person. He went so far and struggled for a while. How can he come back empty-handed. If you get promoted, just get promoted. , I just hope that the old man can throw it outside Beijing again, it will be annoying to watch."
"No, as soon as I come back, I will treat Wu Sanhuan, a useless person, as a disgusting person. Just now, I couldn't help but beat him!"
Ha ha ha ha……
Master Pardon felt happy when he thought of Feng Tang's expression when he just ate a fly, and winked at him: "Wu Sanhuan is useless, but I heard that his wife is pretty, and I guess my daughter won't be too bad either... ...How about, why don’t you make a reservation for your eldest nephew?”
"Brother, why do you have to be disgusting? If you become an in-law with such a person, brother, I'm afraid of being vomited to death!"
Feng Tang waved his hands repeatedly, and then he patted his thigh as if he had thought of something: "Brother She, my good brother, how about we become in-laws?"
Jia Cong and Feng Ziying, who were driven away, did not know what the two people in the carriage were talking about.
They met the children of various families who had come to the banquet, and chatted about insignificant matters in front of the palace gate.
Until three whips were fired, everyone dispersed in a hurry, and everyone lined up according to their rank, and the arrogant Truman filed in.
The imperial city is majestic, and red lights are hung everywhere in the palace.
The lights in the Fengtian Palace were brightly lit, and Jia Cong was now the only one left, a fourth-rank Yulin general, who was placed in the middle of the generals' queue by the palace attendant.
There was a short futon with all kinds of melon and fruit snacks on it, and the palace servants thoughtfully served them wine and fruit juice early in the morning.
The Second Saint has not yet arrived. At this time, no one in the hall was eating or drinking impolitely, only chatting with colleagues on the left and right.
Jia Cong touched his hungry belly and said to himself: "Isn't this a monkey sent to guard the peach garden?"
Click, click, click...
In fact, the little fat man didn't want to attract attention. It was really because the Second Saint hadn't come for a long time and he really couldn't bear the hunger!
"Uncle Cong, please keep your voice down..."
Jia Rong seized the title of the fourth-rank mighty general and sat on Jia Cong's throne.
He was talking about Jiangnan stories with a few acquaintances, when someone suddenly reminded him to look down.
I saw my uncle holding an apple and gnawing it loudly, and everyone nearby looked at him sideways.
Jia Cong was munching so happily that he didn't hear clearly what Jia Rong said and thought his eldest nephew was begging for food from him.
Then he threw an apple over and said bluntly: "It tastes good, let's try it."
Jia Rong was well aware of the temperament of his maverick cousin. He held the apple and forced out a smile. When he was about to speak, he heard a loud shout coming from Danbi's direction.
"Sage, His Majesty has arrived, and all the ministers are waiting to welcome him!"
Subsequently, the civil servants and generals in the hall stood up one after another and bowed respectfully to the two saints who appeared on the throne: "I pay my respects to the saint and your majesty. I wish you long blessings and a prosperous Great Xia!"
Liu Heng helped the old man sit on the main seat, and he sat with him on the left side. On his right was the fourth prince Liu Hong, who was wearing a red dragon pattern.
The old man waved his hand and said: "Sit down and give me a seat."
Xia Shouzhong immediately shouted: "Holy edict, please give me a seat!"
"Thank you, saint, thank you, Your Majesty!"
Everyone then stood up and took their seats, but then fell into silence for an instant.
Because the original two seats for His Majesty Dan have been changed to three seats, there is a young prince wearing a red dragon pattern on the right side of the throne today.
No one who is not the emperor can sit on the throne of Emperor Dan. The last person sitting on the right side of the throne was the former crown prince Liu Xun, who was praised by everyone as a virtuous person.
"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I was supposed to have a drink with you all, but unfortunately the imperial doctor did not allow me to drink. So I brought my good grandson here, and he offered me a drink for you all, to express my gratitude to you all for assisting my son in running the country and bringing peace to the country. toil!"
The old man's loud voice made many veterans who had been worried about the collapse of the mountains some time ago breathe a sigh of relief.
But then the old man looked into the hall and saw the fat little black man clicking.
"Jia Cong..."
Everyone's eyes immediately followed the old man's gaze and turned to Jia Cong, who was hiding behind a general and happily eating some fruit.
"Ah? I'm here...cough cough cough cough..."
When Jia Cong heard someone calling him, he quickly stuffed the half-pulled fruit into Jia Rong's hand, pretended that he had done nothing, and coughed several times to swallow the pulp stuck in his throat.
"I'm here!"
Jia Cong bowed to the Second Saint, wearing a purple imperial cat robe that was not eye-catching.
"Hou Enhou, your little son is really interesting. The Second Saint hasn't even touched his chopsticks yet, but he started eating first."
Several veteran generals were teasing Jia She, but Wang Ziteng suddenly spoke and ruined the pleasant atmosphere: "Brother She, brother Cong has lost his decency and lost his etiquette in front of the palace. Brother She should teach him well when he goes back."
Jia She frowned and said nonchalantly: "He is still a child, so he can't help but be hungry. My family is poor. In order to have a good meal tonight, this child has been hungry all day. He has an empty stomach and is ready to taste the royal delicacies. . Unlike Uncle Wang’s family, there is a lack of white jade beds in the East China Sea, and the Dragon King came to invite the King of Jinling. Look at this child, he is so hungry and thin!"
Jia She's voice was not quiet, and many people in the hall could hear it clearly.
Even the old man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and glance at this guy.
Why don't you, this fat little black guy of yours, go to my imperial dining room to cause trouble? Hungry and thin? You are really telling lies with your eyes open!
He was too lazy to pay attention to this fool and said to Jia Cong: "Come here and accompany Hong'er to toast you all!"
The corners of Jia She's mouth raised, which was a special signal.
All the civil and military officials in the palace took a deep breath and looked at the Jia family with envy and jealousy.
Back then, the father and cousin of the fat little black man were the ones appointed by the old man to accompany the late prince in toasting to the ministers at the palace banquet.
Since it is a palace banquet, there is no shortage of singing and dancing.
Liu Heng was not interested in this. He looked at the expressions of the ministers in the hall with interest, and whispered to the old man from time to time.
Jia Cong accompanied Liu Hong in toasting to the old prince of the clan, the generals of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, as well as the ministers of the cabinet, and the chief and deputy officials of the six ministries and five temples.
The alcohol content of Yujiu is not very high, but it is enough to make Liu Hong, a young man, feel dizzy.
The remaining civil and military officials below the third rank were naturally toasted by Jia Cong and the clan disciples who followed Liu Hong.
After a circle, Jia Cong already felt that Fengtian Temple was shaking.
The silk and bamboo singing and dancing in the main hall continued. Liu Hong, Jia Cong and other four or five clan members finished drinking the sobering soup and collapsed on the chairs in the side hall to rest for a while.
"Fourth brother, I'm hungry!"
Jia Cong rubbed his stomach and complained that he was hungry. Following a burst of cooing, the clan disciples also nodded.
The palace banquet had just begun, and they had no time to eat. This will make you feel hungrier after you wake up a little.
The drinks were all finished, and there would be nothing for the juniors like them in the Fengtian Palace for the time being, so under Jia Cong's instigation, Liu Hong waved his hand, and the group of people headed towards the imperial dining room with a step of disowning their relatives.
After Xia Shouzhong heard the news, he came to the imperial court and reported the matter in a low voice.
Liu Heng still felt that this move was against etiquette, but the old man laughed loudly: "As expected of my good grandson, he actually did what I did back then!"
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Although the Dragon Head Palace is hung with red lights tonight, it is obviously much deserted compared to Fengtian Palace.
Liu Hongshu, who was familiar with the family, led a few people to the imperial dining room, robbed a lot of wine and meat, and led a group of palace servants to sneak into the Dragon Head Palace and set up tables, chairs and grills. As soon as the charcoal was burned, they started their junior Mid-Autumn Festival barbecue feast.
"Fourth brother, don't you call me if you have something delicious to eat? I'm here!"
The barbecue was put on the grill, and another young man squeezed in through the gate of Longshou Palace. The fifth prince Liu Shuo had just finished being a lucky doll in Cining Palace and trotted all the way to Longshou Palace.
But he found out clearly that the fourth brother robbed the imperial dining room again...
Liu Shuo was one year younger than Jia Cong, and he was at the age when cats hate dogs. As soon as I entered the Dragon Head Palace, I first glanced at the grill, wiped my saliva, and then ran to the side hall of the Dragon Head Palace.
Not long after, Jia Cong was knocked over by a big fluffy head.
I saw Liu Shuo running towards him with short legs. The big cat buried his head in Jia Cong's arms, trying to hide himself.
Liu Hong had no choice but to grab his younger brother's neck and teach him a lesson: "You provoke the general again. If you provoke him one day, he may bite your arm off!"
"No, no, the general is my good friend, so he won't bite me!"
Liu Shuo looked at Jia Cong with admiration, patted his chest and said, "Brother Cong, I want to play with the general, I want to be a tiger-fighting hero..."
This kid is a bit of a bear!
After Jia Cong told him about the magically modified version of "Tiger Fighting Hero Wu Erlang", the child came to Longshou Palace when he had nothing to do and insisted on playing house games with the big cat. The big cat was annoyed when he saw this The naughty kid just wants to hide.
Fortunately, the barbecue was ready quickly, and the barbecue that could make the kid next door cry attracted the attention of the naughty kid.
With two skewers of barbecue in his hands, Liu Shuo finally forgot about his great dream of becoming a tiger-fighting hero.
The venison in the palace was really delicious. After finishing two duck legs and several skewers of venison, Jia Cong finally burped.
"Fourth brother, look at this situation, you will be entering the East Palace soon."
Even though the clan members who came to the East Palace today are not very old, none of them are simple.
Among them, Liu Yuan, the older grandson of King Ji, raised his wine glass and saluted Liu Hong: "My congratulations to the future prince of Daxia!"
"Congratulations to the future Prince of Daxia!" The other three people also raised their glasses at the same time and shouted.
Liu Hong didn't say any nonsense about arrogating the throne and disrespecting the etiquette system. His position in the East Palace was comparable to that of an uncle, and more secure than his father's emperor.
The emperor's grandfather and father have already selected the assistant ministers of the East Palace for him. Today, at the palace banquet, he was asked to toast in place of the Second Saint, and he was just taken out for a walk...
Ahem, send a signal to the civil and military officials that the crown prince of the East Palace is about to be established. Hurry up and submit a letter asking for the crown prince!
Another glass of wine poured into his stomach, and Jia Cong, who finally woke up, became dizzy again.
Liu Hong took the fat little black man and began to introduce the cousins gathered here.
"This is Brother Yuan from the family of Uncle King Ji, this is Brother Chong from the family of Uncle Thirteenth, this is Brother Qi from the family of Uncle King Wu, and this is Brother Mu from the family of Uncle King Jing."
They are all royal relatives. King Ji is the brother of the Supreme Emperor. Liu Chong's Laozi Zhongshun Wang Liu Ke is the emperor's brother. King Liu Chen of Wu has guarded Jinling for generations. King Liu Xin of Jing is the son of the old man's cousin. He has been guarding Jingzhou since the 13th year of Zhaowu. , that is loyal to the old man.
These four people are the old man and the emperor in the clan. The friend chosen for Liu Hong.
Among the martial arts, the Second Sage has only singled out Jia Cong. The rest will probably have to wait until the East Palace is decided before slowly selecting the best.
Jia Cong poured himself a glass of wine, raised it high and saluted several people: "Please take care of me from now on. I'd like to give you a drink!"
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