On the fifteenth day of the winter lunar month, there will be a great meeting in the middle of the month.
Accompanied by the performance of "Danbi Da Le", the civil and military officials were divided into left and right classes and entered Fengtian Gate.
Arriving in front of the Huangji Palace, hundreds of civil and military officials stopped at the foot of the steps, waiting for the emperor to arrive.
Three cleansing whips were sounded, the officials arranged their clothes for the last time, and the emperor arrived.
When the emperor came out of the palace, ten Han generals lined up on the left and right holding ritual vessels.
The Jiaofang Division makes Zhonghe Shao music, and the music officer conducts the music. The instruments used include bells and drums, qins and harps, xuns, chines, xiaos, pipes, flutes, stone chimes, and harps, etc., and they are played together in front of Fengtianmen.
When the emperor enters the throne, all the civil and military officials bow down and salute. After the ceremony is completed, the emperor is given the seal of peace and peace as a symbol of the great joy of the throne.
The music gradually became quieter, and the big meeting began.
No one came out to announce anything. After all, everyone knew that the protagonists of this grand meeting were the Northern Expedition generals. If there was really anything to do, they wouldn't say it here. They would just go to the palace in the afternoon and hand over the sign.
The four veterans of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion and the Chief Sima of the Ministry of War were the first to go out to report on the situation of the Northern Expedition.
There was an old marshal whose health was completely broken, and he returned to his hometown to be recuperated as a beggar shortly after the army set out half a year ago.
After the report on the Northern Expedition was completed, the rewards began.
Yun Yu increased the size of the country, and the title was inherited for one generation.
Although Yun Yu was the coach in name only, the battle was fought by Jia Hui. Everyone knew it, and Yun Yu himself had no objection. It was too late to be happy that he got a title for nothing.
Since this Northern Expedition was turned into a battle of annihilation by Jia Hui, everyone's rewards were much richer than in previous Northern Expeditions.
The emperor did not reward Jia Hui first, but the people who followed him first.
Xie Yong, commander of the infantry army, was promoted to county prince, Li Cang, Lin Jin and other county princes were promoted to county princes. Yuda and Luda also became county officials.
The three thousand households directly under Jia Hui, Yang Zhi, Guan Sheng and Lin Chong, had their corresponding honors upgraded to the fifth rank that a thousand households should have. They were even given an additional title of county boy each. Three of them I'm so grateful.
It’s not easy. They are already in their thirties and are still wandering around the ninth rank. If General Jia Hui hadn’t discovered the three of them, it would have taken them until the Year of the Monkey to achieve such glory?
After the last person was rewarded, only Jia Hui was left. All civil and military officials knew that the highlight was coming.
"The commander of the three thousand battalions, General Sima, and Marquis Jia Hui of Wuwei County, come forward to listen to the seal!"
"Your Majesty, Jia Hui, pays homage to you!"
Xia Shouzhong waited for Jia Hui to finish the ceremony and then began to read out the imperial edict.
"The imperial edict says: I govern the world with letters and suppress chaos with force.
…………
Zite granted you the title of Shangzhu Kingdom, Dunhuang County Duke, Guanglu Doctor, and the Commander-in-Chief of the Left Army of the Five Army Commandery Mansion. Xi's edict was in play, which inspired Yi Di. I am deeply attached to Yuan Rong's Jun Lie, and his merits have been declared in China. I use the bravery of Zhaolu Bu to smoke, and I am temporarily promoted to Xiwu, and I also add Pi achievements. "
The Commander-in-Chief of the Left Army of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion!
This position really shocked Jia Hui. Although a large part of the power of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion was transferred to the Ministry of War a hundred years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion itself was more like a place for the generals to brag and spank.
However, the metropolitan governors still have the right to manage the capital camp and various garrison posts, as well as the right to choose the generals in each border town and garrison post. The personnel lists and general files of each secret force are also kept in the metropolitan governor's mansion.
The most important thing is that the Dudu Mansion has always reserved the right to formulate a rough battle plan.
Any resolution of the Ministry of War will not be handed over to His Majesty for inspection before it is approved by the Fifth Army Governor's Office.
Similarly, the battle plan set by the Fifth Army Governor's Office also requires the deployment and support of the Ministry of War. In this way, the two parties restrain each other.
Even so, entering the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies is still the number one goal for all Daqi warriors, and the Governor's Mansion has become a holy place second only to the Martial Temple.
"I, I will dedicate myself to the great Qi, and my heart and mind will be ruined!"
Jia Hui bowed and thanked him, and was about to get up when he was stopped by the emperor.
"Jinyu doesn't want to go back to work for the time being, the emperor still has a reward! Factory minister?"
After the emperor finished speaking, he looked at Dai Quan.
hiss--
Hearing that the emperor still had a reward, all the civil and military officials took a breath, and everyone's eyes were focused on Dai Quan.
Dai Quan first saluted the emperor, then took a step forward and faced Jia Hui.
"The Emperor has a decree to give the general the Suzaku flag! He also gives the Suzaku pattern for use by the general's lineage!"
"Ah?" Jia Hui was stunned on the spot, unable to react for a moment.
Dai Quan saw Jia Hui standing there, understood, and said quickly:
"General, it's better to receive the order and thank you first!"
"Ah, I thank you, Your Majesty!"
Book that!
Jia Hui's reward was enviable and all the officials were jealous, but the military generals put an end to this idea because Jia Hui had become the commander-in-chief of the Left Army and had the power of life and death, and he could continue to climb up through battles.
But some civil servants are different.
They are so jealous of the speed of promotion of generals, especially the speed of promotion of generals during wartime!
I have been studying hard for decades, and only entered the official career when I was thirty or forty years old. I have gone through all kinds of hardships and dodged countless open and secret arrows. I still have to go through seniority to be promoted, especially when I reach the fifth and third grades, I have to endure it to death. Only one or two people in the same year and in the same subject can reach high grades.
How come you, a child who is only eighteen years old and is not as old as your own grandson, can easily become a Duke of the imperial court at such an age!
Moreover, the emperor actually gave the military flag and embroidery alone!
Just when he was about to stand up and remonstrate with the emperor, saying that Jia Hui was too young to deserve such a reward, he felt cold looks coming from the Wu Ban, even mixed with some inexplicable encouragement?
Following his gaze, he saw the glances coming from the generals of his own faction.
Instantly understanding, this group of people woke up and broke out in a cold sweat!
It’s his mother’s fault! These warriors are not well-intentioned and want me to be the leader!
If he went out to dissuade him, he would probably be the first one to put a sack on him, right?
Forget it, since this is the emperor’s final decision, he must have his own considerations, so just do it!
Not long after, Jia Hui changed into the duke's court uniform.
For the Eight-Liang Cage Scarf Crown, since he is a prince, he only has a jade cicada in front of the crown. If he is a prince, there is also a jade cicada behind the crown.
Wearing Qingyuan Chiluo Yi, Qingyuan Chiluo Shang, hanging a jade belt around his waist, and holding an ivory wat tablet, he stood back in court.
After another series of dance and music performances, a banquet was given at noon and the group dispersed.
Walking on the Jinshui Bridge, Jia She, with a bright face, pulled Jia Hui, who looked embarrassed, to accept the congratulations from his relatives.
Although the actual reward of the Second Saint is somewhat different from what Chen Si said, it must have been the final plan modified in the past two days, which thickened Jia Hui's reward, but still restored the position of Earl Jia She!
Known as Uncle Rong!
Jia Hui kept smiling while responding to the words of his relatives.
If possible, he would rather fight another Northern Expedition!
Just when Jia Hui was so annoyed that he wanted to jump into the Jinshui River, a young eunuch came to save him.
"Mr. Jia, the Emperor has summoned you to go to Xiyuan to reply!"
This sentence made Jia Hui happy, and he could finally get rid of them.
"Uncles, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the emperor has summoned me over. Tomorrow, tomorrow, come to the house for a drink!"
Everyone quickly separated and let Jia Hui walk over. Looking at Jia Hui, who was wearing the Duke's court uniform, a group of people looked enviously.
"Brother Enhou, you are so lucky. Brother Hui has become a county prince, and your brother has also returned to an earl. It won't be long before Rongguo Mansion will have another double prince from one family!!"
"Hahaha, what the hell, that's exaggerated, that's exaggerated. Quanzi still has many shortcomings, and he still needs help from his relatives! Hahaha!"
Jia She laughed and answered, but his eyes looked at Jia Hui who could not recover for a long time. That red robe finally came to the Jia family again. Father, you must be able to smile even in the netherworld!
. . . . . .
"I don't understand why I gave you the military flag and decoration? You know, this is the only one in the Qi army. Even the other old guys don't have this honor!"
The emperor was lying on his side on the couch, studying the "Huang Ting Jing", with his hair disheveled.
Ever since he learned the news that Qianyuan was destroyed, the old man's temper suddenly improved a lot. He hasn't scolded the emperor for almost half a month. He is usually willing to go to the school grounds to ride horses and shoot arrows.
Now I lie on the couch and read the Taoist scriptures endlessly, and my eyes have become mellower.
"This...I don't know."
Why does this emperor look more and more like the old immortal Jiajing?
Jia Hui, who was standing in front of the couch, was slandering in his heart.
"because……"
The emperor whetted Jia Hui's appetite and held up Chang Yin.
Jia Hui stretched his head forward.
"Why?"
"Because... I am happy."
Jia Hui was stunned for a moment.
"Haha, I gave you the military flag mainly because I wanted to give it to your grandfather a few years ago, but I forgot about it."
The emperor said confidently.
"..."
Jia Hui was speechless.
"Hey, I just remembered it when I was calculating the reward for you two days ago. You are currently the only one in the Jia family serving in the army, so I will simply give it to you. In the future, you can use the Suzaku pattern. Your house , I also ordered the revision."
The emperor straightened up, closed the "Huang Ting Sutra" and placed it beside his pillow.
"It stands to reason that you haven't reached the point of owning the military flag alone. This can be regarded as the shadow given to you by your grandfather. While I am still clear-headed, I can remember this matter, so, boy, cherish it."
After the emperor finished speaking, he glanced at Dai Quan, who bowed and stepped back.
"Speaking of which, Yang Wenjin from Anxi presented me with a Hu music troupe. I know you are quite versatile. Come on, give it to you. Can you play it?"
Dai Quan came over with a Hu music group and brought out a five-stringed qin that looked like a gourd. It seemed to be called Qopuz? A Uighur instrument roughly related to the pipa.
this……
Forget it, the emperor is old. It stands to reason that if the dignified general plays Hu music in front of the emperor, and the officials outside know about it, they will definitely be severely impeached, saying that it violates the etiquette system.
But the atmosphere of Daqi is here. They love opera, love music, and love to show their playing skills to others. Maybe the old Confucians outside will think this is an elegant thing.
Forget it, just think of it as caring for the elderly!
"Of course I can. It's just that Rong Chen changed his clothes. It would be outrageous to play this in court uniform."
The Emperor waved his hand, and Jia Hui retreated to the side hall, changed into the dark red narrow-sleeved round collar with red bird embroidery that the Emperor had prepared long ago, and returned to the Emperor.
Jia Hui tried the strings and tuned them into tune.
"I haven't played it for a long time. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
As Jia Hui spoke, he gently plucked the strings, thinking about what to play.
Got it!
"The music of the Uighurs, the Yamghur, the tears of the clouds..."
The hand that lightly plucked the strings gained some strength, and in an instant, the desert, grassland, camels, bells, mountains, horses and the monks all appeared in front of them, and everyone in the temple closed their eyes.
"White clouds roll with thunder,
Will it bring heavy snow to all directions?
My white-haired mother,
Are you crying because of sadness? "
A piece of Uighur recital came from Jia Hui's mouth. Although he could not understand what was said, the emperor seemed to have a wandering shepherd in his mind, missing his hometown and relatives...
When the musicians from the Western Regions heard the familiar tune, they glanced at the burly Han nobleman in surprise, looked at each other, and raised their instruments together to accompany Jia Hui...
"White clouds roll with thunder,
Will it bring heavy snow to all directions?
My white-haired mother,
Are you crying because of sadness..."
The singing gradually became depressing, as if more and more thoughts were accumulating in the wanderer's heart.
The musicians behind him also sang along.
"Dark clouds billow with thunder,
Is it going to rain or snow?
My old mother,
Are you crying because of sadness? "
After singing a section, Jia Hui lowered his head and concentrated on playing the piano. The musicians behind him reduced the sound of their instruments, highlighting Jia Hui's piano sound.
After a solo, Jia Hui turned sideways and looked behind him. The musicians understood and their voices increased.
“The clouds in summer thunder and lightning,
Is there going to be a shower?
My wife whom I married in my youth,
Are they about to cry? "
Jia Hui lowered his head again and concentrated on playing the strings.
Outside the palace, the emperor, who routinely came to Xiyuan to hand in his homework, heard the Western music and low singing coming from Yingtai from a distance, but the singing voice seemed familiar?
The emperor was a little confused and quickly quickened his pace. He did not enter the palace, but leaned sideways against the door and looked inside.
He didn't dare to disturb his father while he was enjoying music! Last time, the fourteenth brother, Zhongxin Wang, didn't believe this evil. When the emperor was enjoying the song, he broke in just because he was favored.
The emperor was so angry that he was disturbed by the noise brought by King Zhongxin. He took the whip himself and whipped Zhongxin. If Princess Zhen hadn't rushed over in time, her buttocks would have been whipped to pieces.
Oops, it’s Jinyu who is playing and singing!
The emperor also closed his eyes and listened to the Uighur music that he did not understand at all, but the artistic conception of Jia Hui's performance also made the emperor feel the emotions expressed.
After playing an interlude again, Jia Hui continued to sing...
“Autumn clouds thunder and roll,
Is it going to bring a heavy rain?
My two young sons who are united in love,
Are they going to cry? "
Gently pluck the strings a few more times and read again:
"Autumn clouds and thunder roll,
Is it going to bring a heavy rain?
My two young sons who are united in love,
Are they going to cry? "
Seemingly feeling depressed, Jia Hui looked at Qin Xian:
"When you listen to all this,
He has been lying quietly on the mound of his hometown..."
It was another ensemble. Jia Hui's piano sound gradually slowed down and became heavier. He tilted his head. After the last accent was plucked, he immediately pressed the strings with his fingers. The musicians and Jia Hui stopped at the same time.
"Okay!" The emperor standing at the door cheered vigorously, causing the emperor, who was still recalling the sound of the piano, to cast a dissatisfied glance at the emperor.
The emperor's hair suddenly burst, he quickly closed his mouth and walked into the palace.
"Haha, boy, you are so humble. You play well and sing well, but you can still speak Uighur dialect?"
"Your Majesty has betrayed me. My concubine is an upright Uighur, so I naturally learned the Uighur language.
Besides, there was nothing to do in the Western Regions except fighting. I happened to also like to play musical instruments, so I found someone to learn how. "
"Learning? This is not like learning. Hey, you guys, tell me, how did the conversation with General Jia go?"
"The general's skills are among the best even among us Uighurs..." The leading musician said and felt that the last name sounded familiar. He was playing with the instrument just now and didn't recognize it. Now that he looked at it carefully, he almost jumped up in fright.
"General Jia? Mang Gesi..."
A tall musician accidentally blurted out and knelt on the ground in fright. This made the remaining musicians also bewildered and knelt down together.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. A certain family really likes the nickname Mang Gesi. Speaking of which, you are also very good. You can also cooperate well in the first ensemble."
"Okay, now that Jinyu has forgiven you, let's all get up. Boy, I didn't expect that your reputation is quite famous in the Western Regions!"
Jia Hui smiled reservedly.
"It's all thanks to the emperor and his masters. Without the full support of the two emperors, how could Jia Hui be where he is today?"
The three of them laughed at the same time.
"You kid, if you don't know how to flatter me, don't flatter me. I'm disgusted by this. Okay, go back and play some more songs for me when you have time. I'm a little tired. Emperor, please come back tomorrow!"
After saying that, the emperor lay down on the couch, closed his eyes, and started snoring within a few breaths.
The emperor and Jia Hui looked at each other, with a flash of worry at the same time.
Since the destruction of the Yuan Dynasty, the emperor seems to have lost his obsession, becoming more and more reluctant to move, and gradually showing his age.
You must know that a few years ago, even Prince Li rebelled, a large number of his children and grandchildren were massacred, and a serious illness could not make the emperor's hair gray.
On the contrary, in less than ten days since the news of Yuan's destruction reached the capital, his hair had turned almost half gray.
Facing this old man who treated him as his own child and grandson from beginning to end, Jia Hui even regretted bringing An Tong back.
Sensing Jia Hui's looming regret, the always kind-hearted emperor stopped.
"Jinyu, there is no need to blame yourself. The Emperor has been at war with the Yuan people since he was still the crown prince. It has been forty years. In these forty years, destroying the Yuan has become the Emperor's obsession.
For heroes like the Emperor, rather than living a hundred years in vain, the most important thing is to end their obsessions, even if it means dying..."
The emperor paused and quickly covered his mouth.
"Ahem, I didn't say anything, and you didn't hear anything either!"
The emperor stared into Jia Hui's eyes and said.
"...Yes." What else can be said? This kind of thing must be rotten in the stomach.
"Okay, you should go back and supervise your family. By the end of the month, we will leave for the capital city. Several veterans are getting older. You should also keep an eye on the relocation of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. !”
"I obey the order! However, I have one more question. I wonder if your Majesty..."
"Tell me and listen. If I can tell, I will tell you."
"Why move the capital in the coldest month of winter? There are so many people dragging their families with them, the canals are frozen, and it will be even harder to move if there is another snowfall..."
"This is about it. Qin Tianjian said that although it will be cold this winter, there will not be much snow and water. We will wait until spring to start walking. When it starts to rain, the roads will be muddy and difficult to walk.
You can still use the sledge even if it snows. Of course, do you know what the final point is? "The emperor gave up.
"This...I don't know."
Jia Hui had a bad feeling.
"The most important thing is that the Emperor is happy!"
"..."
As expected, I can only say that you are worthy of being the emperor.
Five thousand three hundred words!
Then, the song I wrote is a restored ancient Uighur song by the Aleksh Band, "Tears of the Clouds". I personally like grassland style and ethnic minority music. Interested book friends can search for it.
(End of chapter)
