In the early morning of the first day of winter, Ningrong Street is even more deserted than usual.
Since the third year of Yuanyou, the temperature in the northern provinces has been low. Since the beginning of winter, there have been two consecutive heavy snowfalls in the capital.
After several consecutive sunny days, the rising sun on the first day of the new year has not yet appeared. Ergou, the disciple of Rongguo Mansion, rubbed his hands and said to Ni Er, the prodigal son who passed by the mansion: "In this weather, I'm afraid it's going to snow. Also. I don’t know if my uncle and mistress can come back today.”
Ni Er looked up at the sky and started talking.
"I heard from the steward of Prince Zhongshun that this time was not only a customary hunt, but the imperial court had invested a lot of money to hold a vigorous contest. The vassals of Oara, Tatar, Goryeo, Japan and other vassals or the Khan King There are going to be a lot of people coming, including envoys or princes. Judging from the time, it will take at least a day or two."
"Oh, then I have to report it to the old lady and prepare some warm things in advance to send to Tienwang Mountain."
Bang! Bang!
Ergouzi slapped his thigh and was about to go in to report when he heard the sound of horse hooves and gongs coming from the street.
A group of Han generals, their bright light armors polished, were guarding a horse-riding official in scarlet robes from the Ministry of Rites.
The leading captain came to the door of Rongguo Mansion first, dismounted from his horse and clasped his fists: "Go quickly to report to Mrs. Rongguo and the prince, the imperial edict has arrived!"
ah?
Ergouzi was still a little confused and asked subconsciously: "General, what is the imperial edict?"
The school captain raised his hands to the northwest and said, "Your Majesty's decree is that the pardoner has done great service to the country, and the pardoner is decreed to be a minister of the country. He has been a noble for three generations and then surrendered..."
"Ouch!"
Ergouzi almost lost his footing, "Grandpa Tian, my Jia family is going to be prosperous!"
There was a clang, and Ergouzi rushed in the door in a hurry, hitting his head on the porch without even bothering to rub it.
It happened that Jia Zheng planned to go to the Ministry of Household Affairs to find some information about Zhejiang. As soon as he arrived in the front yard, he saw Er Gouzi who was overjoyed.
Jia Zheng always respected rules and was about to scold him: "Two..."
Ergou ran to Jia Zheng, took a breath and shouted: "Second Master, I am so happy, the eldest master has been granted the title of Marquis!"
The incense table was set up, and everyone at home, young and old, knelt in front of the incense table.
The official of the Ministry of Rites opened the imperial edict on a jade scroll with a colorful dragon pattern and loudly declared: "I heard that Wen Anbang and Wu Dingguo have prepared the first priority for the bravery of the generals and the second priority for the advantage of the ordnance. You will present the method of military formations to control the new army and create a new army." With the power of a powerful army, the divine soldiers have done a great job. How can I not reward you? I entrust you with the title of "Fengtian Yiyun" to promote the sincerity of the power of the military minister and the Rongguo Marquis. After three generations of raids, the king surrendered. He was specially granted food and food... Yinfeng gave a son into the country. Imperial College, I will give you a thousand taels of gold... It is appropriate to order a supervisor to choose a day, prepare gifts and book orders, and the master will carry them out on October 29th, the fifth year of Yuanyou."
The old lady didn't come back to her senses until she returned to the Rongxi Hall and sat there for a long time.
She looked at the two imperial edicts placed on the gilded tray and was in a daze.
"The boss has been granted a title..."
"Yes, mother..."
Mr. Zheng was also confused. He couldn't help but feel envious, but he was more happy. Because there is also the matter of Yin Feng in the imperial edict, Rongguo Mansion currently only has Jia Huan and Jia Lan without official positions, Yin Feng, isn't this coming?
The old lady felt all kinds of emotions in her heart and murmured to herself: "Honour, lord, the saint has finally made the promise..."
Dong dong dong...
"Old Ancestor, Lin Momo from Aunt Jinse's side came to report that Aunt Jinse is going to give birth!"
Wow!
Not only the old lady, but also Jia Zheng also stood up in shock.
Calculating the time, Jinse's delivery date should be about ten days away, but she didn't want to start it at this time.
The old lady hurriedly said to Jia Zheng: "Take my post and go to Tai Hospital immediately and ask the imperial doctor to come."
"Yuanyang, Yuanyang..."
The old lady didn't like Jinse, the aunt of the Lin family, very much, but she also knew what the fetus in Jinse's belly represented.
She calmed down, called Yuanyang over and said, "Go and tell Jia San, who is staying in the front yard, and ask him to arrange for someone to leave for Tienwang Mountain immediately to resolve this matter."
Tell the boss and Lin Yatou. "
Xu Shi Jinse lived a comfortable life in Rongguo Mansion, and the Lin family and the old lady sent people to take care of her. As soon as the imperial doctor walked into the gate of Rongguo Mansion, someone came to report that it was five o'clock on the first day of winter in the fifth year of Yuanyou. Now, the Lin family has an heir.
Snow begins to fall in Gyeonggi Province at night on the first day of winter.
Fortunately, the snow was not heavy, and at the beginning of the third day of the winter, the emperor returned to Beijing. After being noisy for seven whole days, Tienwang Mountain finally returned to calm.
Jia She wanted to listen to the order in front of the emperor. After receiving the urgent message from home, Master She asked Jia Cong to lead the palace soldiers to escort Mrs. Xing, Yingchun, Daiyu and Qin Keqing back to Beijing first.
Horse hooves were galloping all the way through the mud. Just after noon on the fourth day of the winter, everyone finally stood at the gate of Rongguo Mansion.
"Third Master... I would like to say hello to my wife, and to Second Miss, Miss Lin, and Grandma Rong."
Jia Cong threw the horse's reins to Menzi and asked Ergouzi, "How is the house?"
Ergouzi bowed and said, "Everything is well in the mansion. I am about to ask my wife and Miss Lin for a wedding invitation. Our eldest master has been granted the title of Marquis, and the adults from the Ministry of Rites came to announce the decree. From now on, my wife will be Chao Chao." The noble wife of the Marquis. There is also Miss Lin. I heard from Miss Yuanyang that Mr. Lin is fair-skinned, and his features and eyes look very much like Mr. Lin."
Normally, with Mrs. Xing's stingy temperament, she would never pay attention to someone asking for a reward.
But the great joy of the wife of the Imperial Marquis made her bold, and she even took out a piece of silver weighing about five taels and threw it into Ergou's hands.
"You are really clever with your words, I will reward you with a big wedding envelope."
Ergouzi smiled happily and bowed again: "Oh, I would like to thank Madam Guohou for the reward..."
Although Daiyu was anxious to see her newborn brother, she still had the patience to let Xueyan hand over a silver needle.
After getting another five taels, Ergouzi was even happier and kept saying auspicious words.
After welcoming a few people into the mansion, Mrs. Xing led the maids and daughters-in-law to the inner courtyard. Jia Cong called Er Gouzi to the study room of Dongkuaoyuan and asked carefully about the situation in the mansion and the capital these days.
Ergouzi was well-informed. After reporting the information he had collected in detail, he hesitated.
After a long fire, the coldness in Jia Cong's body was gone.
He held the teacup and drank sip after sip. He glanced at Ergou who was hesitating: "Tell me, what's the matter with you? You're hesitating like a girl."
Er Gouzi glanced at the door and said mysteriously: "Third Master, I am not a villain. It was Ni Er who asked me to come to the villain. He wants to come to the house to work."
Ni Er?
This man lived near the West Corridor and was nicknamed Drunken King Kong. Although he was a rogue, he was known as a righteous knight because of others.
He had a good relationship with Jia Yun, and although he never harmed his neighbors, he had a lot of rogues under his command, who often haunted Goulan House, and his reputation was not very good.
Jia Cong did not respond directly, but asked doubtfully: "Why would he want to come to our house to do work? I remember my second brother once said that Ni Er can earn a lot of money every month just from the Ping'an money of Goulan Washe, but compared to him Much more money.”
"Hey, Third Master doesn't know something. Something happened in Ni Er's family..."
Ergouzi smiled bitterly and began to explain the reason to Jia Cong in detail.
Ni Er's ancestor was actually one of the generals of the Jia family. Otherwise, how would a scoundrel have the right to live in a place like Yongfang, a place where noble people gathered in great times.
However, Ni Er's father died early, and his widowed mother, Han Han, worked hard to raise Ni Er with the support of her old brothers in the army.
I originally thought that Ni Er would join the military camp to earn a living, but Ni Er, who had practiced a lot of boxing and kicking skills, couldn't stand the rules and hard work in the army, so he actually organized a league and went to Nancheng to collect Ping An money. .
The self-degenerate Ni Er did not have a very good reputation in Yongfang at that time, but his maid was extremely filial, and the neighbors near the west corridor gradually accepted the existence of a gangster on Ningrong Street.
The northern city is rich and powerful, while the southern city is poor and humble.
There is a mixed bag of Goulan tile houses in Nancheng, but if you can open a Goulan tile house in the capital, there are vaguely nobles from the capital behind it, at least there will be a sixth or seventh grade Beijing official standing there.
Originally, Ni Er relied on his ancestral relationship with a general from the Jia family to become a fourth-grade military attache in the Beijing camp. Unexpectedly, this person was involved in corruption and was stripped of his post and imprisoned. Ni Er now lost his backer.
That's not all. For some unknown reason, a group of people suddenly came to the street he was originally in charge of. It was said that they were under a certain military attache from Datong. They not only beat Ni Er and others out, but also killed Ni. The second was sent to Daxing County Government.
Fortunately, Ni Er was not a reckless person. When he saw something was wrong, he slipped back to Ningrong Street and did not dare to step out of the shop for several days.
The brothers under Ren's command were taken away one by one and imprisoned in Daxing County Prison. Ni Er was unable to do anything.
His "Drunk King" sounds bluffing, but when faced with the county government servants wearing official uniforms, he didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.
The people are the people, and the officials are the officials.
Even though the military attaché from Datong was only of fifth rank, he was a rogue being who was powerless to resist.
The day before yesterday, he got up early because he was worried about his brothers in prison. When he was chatting with Er Gouzi in front of the Rongguo Mansion, he happened to meet the Ministry of Rites and his entourage who came to announce the decree.
With the pardon and the title of marquis, the Ningrong Jia family can almost be said to have returned to its peak. Apart from the British father-in-law, Mr. Pardon became the only other military commander.
He remembered what his mother often said: "Three generations of our family have been working with Ning Rong's second house to make a living. If you don't take a bright and smooth path, you have to go out and break your head. This is not what a fool would do."
It is true that Ni Er is a scoundrel, but this person has a great advantage, that is, he is very loyal.
The brothers who followed him did nothing that could be put on the table, but they were doing harmless things.
If that person accuses them of beheading and exile, what will the families of these brothers do?
The news that Master Pardon had decreed the title of Marquis spread quickly on Ningrong Street. Ni Er, who had not slept all night, ran to the door of Rongguo Mansion the next day and told Er Gouzi what he had finished reading in his heart. .
Er Gouzi was acquainted with Ni Er and knew his character. Thinking of filial piety, I helped him speak for him.
"Third Master, I am not just telling you this to help him. Do you still remember that I told you that there are many people under Ni Ershou, almost all over the capital? Most of these people go deep into Goulan Washe is the most well-informed. Most of the information collected by the villain comes from them..."
Jia Cong seemed to be thinking, staring into Er Gouzi's eyes: "You mean, take it for your own use?"
Ergouzi nodded and said no more.
Silence fell in the study, and Jia Cong began to think carefully about the pros and cons of this matter.
If it were just Ni Er, he would just accept it. But from the request passed down by Er Gouzi, Ni Er obviously wanted Rongguo Mansion to come forward to release his brothers from prison.
Even if they don't have to go to jail and have their heads chopped off, the bullshit things that a group of gangsters do on a daily basis are still bad reputations.
If you use it for your own use, you have to think about it carefully.
"Ergou...forget it, I have to think about this matter."
Jia Cong did not agree directly and waved his hand at Er Gouzi.
After Ergou retreated, he let Jia Eleven, who was guarding the door, come in: "Uncle Eleven, do you think this matter has been started?"
Jia Shiyi smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, the general has considered recruiting a group of people who usually hang out in Goulanwashe, but there were too many people staring at our family at that time. The general was worried about recruiting these people, but instead gave up. They had an excuse to attack us, so they only set up some hidden stakes in Beicheng. Coincidentally, the military attaché from Datong whom Ni Er mentioned was sent by the hidden stakes a few days ago. This person's name is Sun Shaozu..."
Wow!
The name Jia Shiyi said shocked Jia Cong. He stood up suddenly and asked, "Who are you talking about? Sun Shaozu?"
"It's Sun Shaozu, why is the young master so surprised? The young master shouldn't know this person."
In Jia Shiyi's impression, Sun Shaozu's father had visited Rongguo Mansion once or twice, and Sun Shaozu was still nursing at that time.
Moreover, the Sun family has been in Datong for decades. Apart from the occasional simple greetings and friendship, they have almost no contact.
Moreover, after the grandson's father, who was originally my husband's old subordinate, passed away due to illness, the Sun family observed mourning for three years, and the intermittent contact that was originally there has almost been severed.
Jia Cong coughed twice and found an excuse to cover up: "I once heard my father say that our family has many old tribes in Datong. There is a family named Sun. Didn't his father pass away from illness? Suddenly I heard that Sun Shaozu was coming. Jing, I’m a little surprised.”
This excuse... forget it, as long as the mistress is happy.
Jia Shi nodded: "Sun Shaozu came to Beijing this time to report to the Ministry of War. By the way, he came to the mansion a few days ago to deliver a greeting card, but the general was punished by His Majesty to guard the palace gate. This Things have been delayed again and again until now.”
Damn you, you are shameless!
Jia Cong hates two people very much. One is the white-eyed wolf Jia Hua Jia Yucun, and the other is the Zhongshan wolf Sun Shaozu.
The son is a wolf in Zhongshan, and he will run rampant when he succeeds.
The golden boudoir flower and willow quality will last for a long time.
With him here in this life, the second sister will definitely marry a good man who loves her and give birth to two fat nephews who will give her a headache every day...
Shaozu, the wolf grandson of Zhongshan, could be considered an advantage if he chopped him with a knife. He was sent to the palace to serve others after he was cut into pieces!
Jia Cong was filled with resentment and gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Eleven, send someone to check on this Sun Shaozu. Also, tell Ni Eryi to come to the house tomorrow."
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