It was another three days of banquets for guests. Jia Hui was dizzy after drinking. It was not that he couldn't bear it, but mainly because of his severe headache.
Wang Ziteng was also promoted. It seems that he defeated a group of people who tried to rob Xanadu. Oh no, it should be called Kaipingwei now. He defeated a medium-sized tribe that tried to rob Kaipingwei. There were about 20,000 people. In this way, he was promoted. He chose to replace Niu Jizong as the commander of the Beijing Battalion.
Niu Jizong also entered the post of the Rear Army Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion.
Today is the day for the guest troops from all walks of life to return to their bases.
Jia Hui and other generals from the capital camp came to the capital camp early to see off the Pao Zes.
Wang Ziteng is indeed a capable person, and fighting is another matter, but the material allocation and other tasks are done in an orderly manner, and there is no rush after a new handover of work.
Outside the camp gate, Jia Hui and others were riding horses and chatting together.
"Alas, we say goodbye today, and I don't know when we will meet again..."
Yoda felt a little emotional.
"This is how life is, parting and reuniting, getting together less and leaving more. I can only say, see you again if we are destined." Lin Jin said.
Everyone looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
"Haha, don't be childish. You guys won't go back to Beijing to report on your work at the end of the year?" Jiang Shichang ran out to make a scene, causing a burst of laughter and scolding.
Silence fell at the same time.
Just then, the first army came out of camp.
"It is Jia Hui's honor to participate in the expedition with all of you. I won't say much more. I have a bright future. See you soon!" Jia Hui cupped his fists and handed them over.
"The future is bright, see you soon!"
Everyone clasped their fists and handed over their hands. After saying that, they turned their horses around without any hesitation and returned to their own team...
Jia Hui stood on the hillock, watching Paoze go away, until the last team disappeared from the skyline.
"Brother Lu, are you leaving too?"
Ruda also kept watching these robes leave. Behind him, there were also some packed luggage.
"Yes, you also know that my brother has been living in the northwest and has never seen Jiangnan. This time he plans to go and see it alone."
"That's good. Nothing big will happen to you. It happens that my aunt is married to Jiangnan. If you really need anything, you can go to her.
Don't say no! You also know that our foundation is in the northwest. Although the eldest brother is also an earl, he is still a dragon crossing the river. These local snakes will recognize him, but it is another matter for you to ignore him or not.
My direct aunt Jia Min is the fourth of three sisters, and my uncle Lin is now serving as the salt patrol censor in Yangzhou. The Lin family was once the home of five generations of princes, and was also a famous family in Gusu.
It's a pity that my second uncle who was preparing for the Japanese army in Jiangnan died in the battle a few years ago, and my second aunt also followed him, leaving no children behind. Otherwise, a lot of trouble would have been saved in Jiangsu and Zhejiang..."
Seeing Ruda, he was a little embarrassed and changed the subject.
"I just want to trouble Brother Lu to send two letters home..."
As early as when they were on the grassland, Jia Hui noticed that Ruda wanted to go to the south of the Yangtze River. As for how he heard about it, he had been inquiring about the news from sergeants with backgrounds in the south.
Therefore, Jia Hui prepared the letter in advance, which would come in handy if Ruda really wanted to go to Jiangnan. Even if he doesn't go, the worst he can do is send someone to deliver it himself.
Hearing that it was Jia Hui who wanted to help deliver the letter, he felt a lot more at ease. Although he was ten years older than Jia Hui, he had always been taken care of by Jia Hui, which made Ruda a little cautious.
"Okay, don't worry, brother, brother will definitely deliver the letter, let's go!"
After saying that, Ruda grabbed the helix stick that carried the luggage on his end and walked south.
He also watched Luda disappear into the distance.
"Hey, they're all gone, let's leave too." Jia Hui lightly knocked on the horse's belly and got off the hill. Guan Sheng and the other three who had been standing behind Jia Hui also quickly followed.
. . . . . .
The twenty-fifth day of the winter month is a good time to travel.
The belongings and other things had been shipped south a few months ago. In addition to a dozen silver winter melons buried in the ground, the private houses of the masters and masters had also been packed up.
As for Jia Hui's property, it had been sent to Luoyang a long time ago, and he didn't even enter the city of Beiping.
There is nothing left, except for clothes and court uniforms and armor, there are only commonly used weapons.
Dozens of people from both houses, plus hundreds of descendants who were willing to move to the divine capital, all gathered on Ningrong Street. Even Jia Jing, who was cultivating immortality in the suburbs of Beijing, was stuffed into the carriage.
The gods also have ancestral halls, so the ancestors' thrones are not touched anymore. The remaining tribesmen will naturally not let them cut off their incense.
"Old Taishan, you are here!"
Jia Hui stood on the carriage and looked towards the street entrance. When he saw the Li family's carriage arriving, he quickly ran over.
It had been agreed a few days ago that all the in-laws should follow the Jia family's large troop. Li Shouzhong could not resist his daughter's prospective son-in-law, and the persuasion of his wife and children, so he did not follow the Imperial College's convoy.
Thanks to the old lady, the duchess of the country, and Jia Hui, the commander-in-chief of the Left Army, when the royal family is gone, it will be the Jia family.
Lin Zhixiao and his wife were retained and served as the general stewards of the two palaces. In one fell swoop, they went from being bank stewards to becoming "officials of the feudal frontier" at the same level as the Jin Cai couple of Jinling and the Wei Qi couple of Xijing.
"General, there is a decree from the Emperor, asking you and the old lady to go to the Emperor's place to reminisce about old times!"
Jia Hui immediately led the old lady towards the royal motorcade.
. . . . . .
The imperial court left, left the city that had served as the capital for more than thirty years, and returned to the true heart of Da Qi.
But this northbound city was still one of the most important cities in the north, containing Liaodong and the grasslands. Half of the soldiers in the Beijing camp were left behind to intimidate the outside world.
We went south along the canal, entered Shandong, and then took a detour to Linzi. We stayed in Linzi for nearly a month, worshiping many ancestors of the Chen family, and another New Year passed.
It was not until fifteen years later that we continued to set off and headed west along the Yellow River.
The emperor was driven away by the emperor after worshiping his ancestors. He rushed to Luoyang with his administrative team as quickly as possible. Walking for such a long time was also a test of the emperor's ability to manage politics alone.
Judging from the intelligence of the past few days, it is neither good nor bad. Small mistakes are made constantly but no big mistakes are made. He can barely be called a conservative king.
Since the journey to the west, the official family has been divided into two parts, those below the fifth rank and those above the fifth rank. Those below have gone all the way to the gods without stopping, while those above are taken by the emperor to travel around and observe the people's sentiments.
This group of people are all the family members of the old ministers who have followed the emperor when he was in power, and now they can be regarded as a team-building group.
Several princes and Jia Hui, who was specially approved to stay, were left by the emperor. They walked and stopped all the way, visiting mountains and rivers, and finally arrived in Dengfeng on March 3rd.
The Supreme Empress wanted to go to the Shaolin Temple, the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, to burn incense and worship Buddha, so the accompanying female relatives, including Jia Mu, went to Shaoshi Mountain together.
Only the men were left in Dengfeng City.
Thinking that Taishi Mountain is to the north, the emperor decided to climb the mountain!
. . . . . .
"Wait, wait for me!"
King Zhongxin crawled on the mountain path on his hands and knees, and a group of old ladies behind him were also struggling to climb the mountain.
The talented people from each family have gone to Luoyang with the adults at home, and the rest are the dandies from each family. These people are either the youngest sons of the family, or the darlings of the old ladies, and they are all favored by the family. That group of people.
The fathers and grandfathers in the family took great pains for their future and asked them to follow the emperor. There was also a slight hope of gaining the emperor's favor, so they were sent to the emperor's side to do whatever he wanted.
The Xinjian people were as tired as dead dogs, watching helplessly as Emperor Jia Hui and his entourage walked further and further away from them, but they couldn't even take a sedan or something like that.
The emperor and his elders are walking on foot, what the hell are you, and you still dare to sit in a sedan chair?
There's no other way, just take it.
As for King Zhongxin, he was the beloved concubine of the Supreme Emperor and the favorite of Concubine Zhen. When he was sent for training, he was also sent to the Jiangnan Camp. In addition to the daily meal, he has been staying at the Zhen family for several years.
The emperor never thought about letting him become emperor, so he turned a blind eye and let him join the garrison at Jiangnan Camp.
Therefore, unlike other brothers and nephews, who had all exercised their physical fitness in the military, he was in worse shape than before he left.
"Huh, waste! I've only walked a few steps, and I'm already so exhausted!"
The emperor looked at King Zhongxin with dissatisfaction, ignored him, and instead speeded up.
"Jinyu, where are you?"
"Go back to the Emperor and take a walk to the Dharma King Temple."
"Then go to Fawang Temple and wait for them!"
After saying that, the emperor quickened his pace, and the few people who could still keep up quickly chased after him.
Fawang Temple.
The temple is located on the top of Songshan Mountain and is one of the famous temples in the world.
The great monks who had long been informed by Xiu Yi came out in full force.
Even those with only a few teeth left, the old monks living on the tower were neatly dressed up by the younger generations, eagerly waiting for the arrival of the emperor.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a big black gauze hat appeared from the mountain path. The monks immediately began to arrange their cassocks and waited quietly.
Out!
An old man with a gray beard wearing an apricot-yellow plain brocade round collar walked up first, and then, several people dressed in similar clothes but all wearing black plain brocade also walked up.
Finally, a six-foot tall man wearing a fold-brimmed hat, navy blue cloth lining, tiger skin wrapped around his waist, carrying a sword, quiver and bow came up with a group of people similarly dressed.
The first one was naturally the emperor, followed by the kings, and the last one was Jia Hui and the disciples of various families who could follow.
Jia Hui was chatting and laughing with Chen Jingyuan, who was at the end of the list of kings. The talents behind him looked at him with admiration.
"You really don't want to go up front and compete with them for favor?"
Jia Hui asked jokingly.
"I won't go. Grandpa Huang likes to watch the scenery alone. Now a group of people are chattering around him to show their courtesy. This is not looking for..."
"Everyone is making so much noise! Get out of the way!"
The emperor's angry shouts came from a distance, and Chen Jingyuan looked at Jia Hui with a "Let's see" expression.
Tsk, give you a thumbs up to encourage you.
"Jinyu, hurry up, there's a pheasant, shoot it down for me!"
"yes!"
I saw Jia Hui using both hands together, drawing out the treasure eagle bow and three light arrows at the same time. He looked in the direction pointed by the emperor. With a focused look, he opened his bow and shot the arrow. The pheasant that was crowing just now disappeared in an instant. The sound fell down the mountain.
"Feidian, go get it back!"
The current fifth prince who likes raising animals the most, Prince Yixiao let go of the dog leash and saw a pure white thin dog running lightly down the mountain. It didn't take long for it to run back with a pheasant that was pierced by an arrow.
"Haha, great job Feidian!"
Prince Yixiao rubbed the dog's head happily, picked up the pheasant, and handed it to the emperor.
Jia Hui looked at each other and raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, Not Bad."
"Grandson, thank you for the compliment from Grandpa Huang!" Yixiao replied excitedly.
"Who said anything about you? I mean dogs are good!"
"Pfft hahaha!"
The kings all laughed together, and Jia Hui, the two men standing at the back, also had smiles on their faces.
Even though the monks standing at the gate of the temple and watching the whole scene were not in a good mood, and they were killing animals in front of them as if no one was watching, the emperor still didn't like Buddhism as much as before.
Thanks to book friend Tsingmeng, book friend 20201105084139896 and book friend Tartes for the reward!
There’s another chapter around two o’clock!
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