Chen Zhuyuan, the deputy envoy of the South Vietnam Kingdom, died and was thrown directly into the incarnation field by the Forbidden Army and turned into a puff of dust and smoke.
On the street going to Sifangguan, there are people writhing hanging from trees.
The first dandy in Daxia was released from the palace, and all the dandies in the capital shrank their heads, for fear of being caught by this man.
According to Liu Ke's order, Yu Linlang did not compromise at all, one person per tree, and the arrangements were made properly.
The common people's horizons were opened this time. The little children who lived near Sifang Pavilion actually brought small stools from their homes and sat in rows to watch the monkeys.
Jia Cong was sneaked to Princess Cui by Liu Keti. On the way, he asked about his father's situation. Liu Ke only knew a rough idea. However, Master Pardon had a letter from his family sent back to the capital with the news of victory. It was probably sent to the Hall of Rongxi by now. .
"Your father did a great job this time. The monkeys in South Vietnam probably never dreamed that someone would steal his house directly. News has been sent from Guangxi that the enemies in Zhen'an and Siming Prefectures have retreated. .”
Liu Ke shook the riding crop in his hand excitedly, his eyes suddenly became complicated again.
"Well, I don't mean to say anything unlucky. In this way, the crisis in Guangxi has been resolved, but the pressure on your father has increased. Thousands of miles away, and separated by dangerous mountains and seas, the DPRK and China Even if I want to help, I can’t help.”
Jia Enhou is Liu Ke's half-brother. The two of them used to be prostitutes together... well, friends of that sort. I hope the old boy can come back soon.
Without Jia Enhou during these days, it would be boring for him to go to Cuihong Mansion alone.
"Sir, my mistress is at Beiyuan Jishui Pond..."
Princess Cui usually speaks softly and slowly, giving the impression that she is fragile and unable to take care of herself.
But when she stood next to the Jia family, she directly overpowered those who wanted to make a monster out of the Jia family girls, and they didn't even dare to breathe.
"The second girl in Rongguo Mansion is the matchmaker of this concubine. Are you questioning my vision by saying this?"
"Mrs. Yongxingbo, your family has also been blessed by the country. Why didn't I hear about Yongxingbo's letter of voluntary marriage? What? Only when you put the matter on your own shoulders will you understand what it means to be cautious in your words and deeds?"
"I, a housewife, don't understand the important matters of the country, but I understand one thing, that is, it is not easy for women. What's more, all the adult men in Rongguo Mansion are running around for the country. It's hard to have a man in the family who can do the job. No."
"You bully the women and children of Rongguo Mansion so much, aren't you afraid that Marquis Rongguo will come back and knock on your door? If Marquis Rongguo commits a crime, which of you can handle it?"
After Jia Cong, who followed Liu Ke, heard these words from Princess Cui, the depressed look on his face was visible to the naked eye.
"Master Thirteen, I think my family is not so miserable. Am I not the good man of the Jia family who supports the family?"
Liu Ke glanced at Jia Cong's crotch intentionally or unintentionally, and clicked his tongue in disdain.
"You can also call me a man? You're a little furry kid, and he doesn't even have all his hair!"
Gan!
Jia Cong's face turned red at these words. If he had brought the big cat over today, he would definitely coax the big cat to pat the old dude's paw!
Liu Ke finished scorning the little kid Jia Cong, then strode forward and shouted with a grin: "Madam, I'm back!"
"My concubine (I) pays homage to His Highness King Zhongshun..."
The old dude didn't have a good look on this group of people. He had just heard that there were many people here who were trying to make things difficult for Jia Enhou's family.
Especially Jia Enhou's daughter, who was the matchmaker personally protected by him and the princess. To slap Jia Enhou's daughter in the face is to slap the princess in the face, and to slap him, Liu Ke, in the face!
Who in this world dares to slap Liu Ke in the face? who?
"Father, did the Emperor put you down from the tree?"
This unlucky kid...
The daughter followed her mother and was so innocent that she didn't even think about her father's face.
Ahem...
Liu Ke coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, rubbed his daughter's head, glanced around and said coldly: "I don't care about you talkative women anymore.
, when Marquis Jia En comes back, he will naturally come to visit each house. "
"I just heard that the South Vietnamese envoy was clamoring for a candidate for marriage, and named a girl from Rongguo Mansion. I also wanted to give some advice. Now that the country is in a difficult situation, and the South Vietnamese envoy is aggressive, for the sake of the overall situation, Rongguo Mansion really should Let me share your worries..."
Yongxing Bo Xiao Hongfeng was originally the first choice for the deputy envoy of Jiedu in the Beijing camp. He did not want to take away his position as deputy envoy of Jiedu when Jia She suddenly emerged last year and regained the glory of the Jia family.
Today, Mrs. Yongxingbo kept trying to use all kinds of words to scorn Yingchun and others. Originally, she just wanted to take the opportunity to vent her anger and didn't want to be encountered by a lunatic like Liu Ke.
She was a little scared now. Princess Cui just said something right.
Including the old dandy in front of her, none of the two big gangsters in the capital could be tolerated by her family.
"South Vietnam? Are those black monkeys worthy of marrying my Daxia daughter?"
Liu Ke spat: "You don't need to worry about the safety of the country. The Marquis of Rongguo, Jia She, has already led a large army to raid the South Vietnamese royal city, Thang Long Mansion. At this moment, the South Vietnamese King is hanging by him in the gate tower of Thang Long Mansion. Got it. Marriage? Marriage to what? Just send some South Vietnamese monkey princess to my bed. I even think the skin is too rough..."
Snapped!
Princess Cui couldn't bear the "nonsense" talk of this idiot, so she slapped him on the arm and dragged him away with a cold face.
The flower viewing party in the Mirror Garden was mostly disturbed by South Vietnamese monkeys. Princess Cui's face was very bad. As soon as she returned to the palace, she grabbed Liu Ke's ears and carried him into the house, using an excuse to vent her anger.
Liu Xianglian accompanied Jia Cong and Baoyu to escort the girls from Ning and Rong mansions home. Along the way, rumors spread that Rongguo mansion had marched thousands of miles to attack Shenglong mansion.
Jia Shiyi has arranged for someone to inquire about the specific situation. Liu Ke is ridiculous, but his vision is definitely top-notch.
The crisis in Guangxi has been resolved, but the most difficult thing now is the seemingly infinite glory of the Pardon Master.
"I'm going back first, Mr. Pardon... Don't worry too much about my father-in-law's side. I will go to the Governor's Mansion to inquire about the situation and see if there is any way I can support you."
Although Yingchun blushed with embarrassment, her heart felt warm.
She handed a brand new and exquisite purse to Liu Xianglian, then turned around and ran towards the house.
Liu Xianglian held her purse that still contained Yingchun's body temperature and grinned stupidly.
Jia Cong and Baoyu said goodbye to him, not wanting to think that this man's mind would be filled with shy affection for welcoming the Spring Festival.
"Brother Bao, stop shouting, this guy is stupid!"
The old servant had no choice but to step forward and give his young master a gentle push. Only then did Liu Xianglian come to her senses and apologetically bid farewell to Jia Cong and the other two.
Mr. Pardon has a lot of letters from home, including letters to the old lady, his younger son, and Mr. Jing, who is in charge of the overall situation at home.
"Is your father really in danger?"
The eldest son's letter reported good news but not bad news. Encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao was indeed a good way to solve the crisis in Guangxi, but how could there be no pressure on Shenglong Mansion.
The old lady also experienced ups and downs with Jia Daishan, and she could see what her eldest son was hiding at a glance.
Jia Cong stared at the sentence in the letter: when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy is stationed, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue.
The Grand Pardon Master was personally groomed by the late Duke Jia Daishan as his heir, and his sensitivity to military matters eclipsed that of Jia Xiaosan, a dabbler in Zhengyang Street.
At first, Jia Lian used the guerrilla tactics taught to him by Jia Cong and hung the Japanese pirates on their backs until they died.
This time, he led an army of 20,000 to fight alone in a foreign country. It was difficult to supply supplies. This guerrilla tactic was the best way to delay time.
As long as the support forces arrive, the South Vietnamese monkeys will not be a concern.
"Old lady, it's a bit more difficult, but if we just think about the battle formation, my father and the others won't be in any danger. What I'm worried about now is the lack of food, grass and medicine. There is a huge difference between that place and Beijing... "
Jia Cong put away the letter in his hand and remembered that Daiyu had a travel diary about the southern Xinjiang vassal state. He stood up and said, "My grandson will go and think about it now and find a way to send support to dad..."
"Brother Cong...oh, this kid..."
The old lady looked at her grandson who had disappeared and sighed.
She said to the mandarin duck on the side: "Go and tell the boss and his wife to give Brother Cong whatever he wants. If the money in the palace is not enough, come to me. Then give it to the British Duke's Palace, the Zhenguo Duke's Palace, the Qiyang Marquis Palace... In the post, he said that the old lady is in good health, and if she wants to have fun, she plans to invite the ladies from their house to come to Rongguo Mansion to watch the show."
"Sister Lin, look here..."
Jia Cong lay on the table and flipped through the not-so-thick travel notes in his hand, pointed to one of them and said, "Mias is abundant in southern Xinjiang, and people are very susceptible to malaria. According to the travel notes, anyone who passes through the forest will suffer from malaria. The probability of malaria is very high. Only 20,000 people cannot defend Thang Long Palace, and dad has to hold back the South Vietnamese army, so he has no choice but to withdraw from the city and drag the South Vietnamese army around in circles, inevitably heading into the woods."
Daiyu was also flipping through books, but she was flipping over medical skills.
Jia Cong trotted all the way to her small courtyard. When she talked about Master Pardon's difficulties in southern Xinjiang, she remembered the medical skills that recorded malaria.
She picked up her pen and began to copy, and whispered in her mouth: "Drink Qingpu Chai to clear the spleen, use Lingxiagan, Qinqin and Baizhukai, and take a decoction of Caoguojiang. This is the recipe for heat and yang malaria. Qingpi, Magnolia officinalis, Atractylodes, Caoguo Ren, Bupleurum..."
"He drinks this Jingyue prescription. It contains ginseng, tangerine peel and ginger. If the body is weak and suffers from malaria for a long time, it will be healthy. It can be taken to strengthen the body and dispel pathogenic factors. Polygonum multiflorum, angelica root, ginseng, tangerine peel, and three slices of simmered ginger..."
"In Changshan drink, take Zhibei, black plum, grass fruit, betel nut, ginger, jujube and wine, and take it. It is known for its ability to eliminate phlegm and cut malaria. Changshan, Caoguo, betel nut, anemarrhena, Fritillaria..."
""Jisheng Prescriptions", "Jingyue Quanshu", "Taiping Huimin and Jiju Prescriptions"... I only know a rough idea of these medical skills. Brother Cong, you..."
Daiyu turned around and was about to call Jia Cong to ask him to consult the imperial doctor at Tai Hospital. The moment she didn't want to turn around, a round face appeared in front of her eyes.
The two looked at each other, and Daiyu's lips happened to touch Jia Cong's lips...
Daiyu couldn't describe her feeling at this time, but Jia Cong felt as if he was electrocuted, trembling, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
"ah……"
Daiyu panicked and tried to dodge and retreat. The pen in her hand hung on the ground, and her skirt was stained with a small ball of ink.
In a panic, he knocked down the chair under him, and was about to fall to the ground when Jia Cong held him in his arms.
The delicate body was held in Jia Cong's arms, and their body temperatures suddenly rose.
If he hadn't been in a hurry to send support to his father, Jia Cong would never have let go of this intimate opportunity. He felt a delicate fragrance coming from the tip of his nose, and a faint heat wave hit his dantian in his lower abdomen, so he hurriedly held Daiyu steady.
After Daiyu sat firmly, she reluctantly let go of Wen Xiang Runyu's hand.
"What, what did Sister Lin call me for just now?"
A little embarrassing, but also endlessly memorable.
Daiyu's neck was turning red, and her voice was like a gnat: "These prescriptions are all recorded in medical books to treat malaria, but I have only read a few medical books, and I don't understand the kings, ministers, and envoys in them. Take these and ask. Sir, please see how to replenish the medicine and send it to my uncle."
Jia Cong took the prescription, and there were still a few drops of ink on the paper that had been accidentally splashed just now.
In order to relieve the embarrassment, he read the small characters on the hairpin: "Qingpi Yin, He Ren Yin, Changshan Yin, Four Beast Yin... These are common medicinal materials that can be prepared and are very suitable for the army to conquer. Sister Lin is indeed Huizhilan Heart, even these have been taken into consideration.”
Cinchona cream is the most effective treatment for malaria, but now that even the cinchona tree is gone, this commonly used prescription is more suitable.
There are many more effective prescriptions in the medical books Daiyu has on hand, but the medicinal materials required for those prescriptions are either rare, hard to find, or expensive.
An army of 20,000 people was swarming in the woods of southern Xinjiang. Even if the households were evacuated, they could not collect the medicinal materials needed by the army in a short period of time.
Jia Cong dried the ink on the paper, folded it and put it in his arms. His fat face moved closer to Daiyu. Daiyu could feel the heat of the other person's breath hitting her face...
She pushed the chubby face in front of her away, turned her head and said shyly: "He's causing trouble again, trying to bully others like a slut. Tomorrow's class work
Double, my eldest uncle gave me a ruler. When the time comes that you can’t finish your homework, I will slap your palm until you understand that ‘respecting teachers and respecting education’...”
Buzz!
Before Daiyu could finish her words, there was another buzzing sound in her head.
Jia Cong pecked him lightly on the lips, then ran away in a swoop, lying on the door frame with his head exposed and grinning.
"I've tasted the rouge on Sister Lin's lips. It's so sweet! It's worth being beaten to death by Sister Lin tomorrow..."
After a moment of confusion, Daiyu gritted her teeth and stamped her feet. She wanted to catch up and beat him, but found that Jia Cong had already disappeared.
She remembered the closeness between the two of them just now, and looked around at Xueyan and Zicuckoo, both of whom were avoiding her gaze.
"oops!"
The more Daiyu thought about it, the more embarrassed she became. Finally, she ran back to the inner room in shame and buried herself in the soft quilt.
"Tomorrow I will ask Brother Cong to write ten big words, no, twenty... thirty! If he can't finish one, type one, no, type one word. Let's see if he still dares to do something strange!"
The Marquis of Rongguo, Jia She Wanqi, attacked Thang Long Mansion, the royal city of South Vietnam, forcing the South Vietnamese army to turn south and abandon the occupied city of Daxia.
Many people in the capital are already speculating whether the Second Saint will grant the title of Duke to the legendary Marquis Jin of Rongguo. ..
"The most important military achievement of my dynasty was the Northern Conquest, followed by the Western Conquest and the Eastern Conquest. Although the southern frontier is dangerous, the Rongguo Marquis did a very good job of encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao this time. But as for the title of Duke, I don't think it can reach that level."
It can be said that there was a lot of discussion in the restaurant, from the envoys of various vassal states being hung on a tree by King Zhongshun to watch, to the Marquis of Rongguo running thousands of miles to attack, to the discussion of war and peace in southern Xinjiang, and finally the discussion of this war In the end, will Rong Guohou become Rong Guo Gong?
There are many people who are not optimistic about it, but there are also many people who support it.
The main reason is that this time the South Vietnamese monkeys have brought humiliation to Daxia that has not been seen in decades. The patience of the officials and people in the capital with this group of monkeys has already reached the critical point.
Bang!
A young scholar slapped his hand on the table, stood up and shouted angrily: "The South Vietnamese barbarians have gone too far to bully others. Yesterday they even clamored in the Mirror Garden to personally select candidates for marriage. If it hadn't been for the news that the Marquis of Rongguo had come south, they would not have given up. It’s an opportunity to humiliate our country. If the Marquis of Rongguo can completely pacify South Vietnam and let these arrogant white-eyed wolves understand the majesty of the Celestial Kingdom, the Emperor will definitely make the state a Duke to show the majesty of the Celestial Kingdom!"
laugh……
"Rong Guohou did a good job in this battle and solved the crisis in Guangxi."
There was a burly young man on the table beside him. He sneered and drank the wine in the cup. Then he chuckled and said, "But you have overlooked one point. The barbarian army in southern Xinjiang is one hundred thousand strong. Marquis Rong Guo has many capable soldiers in Shenglong Mansion." Only 20,000. Thousands of miles away, unable to receive support from the imperial court, and unfamiliar with the place. The only way Rong Guohou can save his life now is to escape before the South Vietnamese army arrives."
"However, if Marquis Rong Guo escapes, the crisis in Thang Long Mansion will be resolved immediately. How could the South Vietnamese army easily give up the empty opportunity in Guangxi? Maybe for revenge, the people of Guangxi will suffer again!"
"you……"
The scholar wanted to refute this burly man's opinion, but found that everything he said was true.
He blushed at these words, and the restaurant was silent for a while.
At this moment, several dragon guards in flying fish uniforms strode over, glanced around the restaurant, and focused on the burly man.
"Sun Shaozu, something happened to you!"
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