The Jia family's ancestral home in Jinling is not far from the Zhen family, probably more than two miles away.
It can be said that it is just around the corner.
In addition, there was no curfew in Jinling, which had been in peace for many years, so Jia Hui simply went home.
A huge ceremonial guard surrounded four carriages walking on the street, causing pedestrians to give way to both sides, looking at this army that exuded a strong aura with fear and envy.
Is this the Suzaku Cavalry of General Jia Hui mentioned in the play?
Seeing the Suzaku flag flying in the wind at the front of the team, the pedestrians started talking.
The soldiers also heard the comments of the pedestrians and straightened up, becoming more and more proud.
Not long after, Jia Hui was surrounded by 270 cavalry soldiers and returned to the Duke of Dunhuang.
Jia Yucun and Tan Ji have also been waiting in Yingtai Hall for a long time. Seeing the slightly drunk Jia Hui come in, he quickly stepped forward to support Jia Hui and sent him to the main seat. The two of them naturally sat on the left seat.
"General, what did the old lady say about the Zhen family?" Tan Ji poured another cup of jasmine tea for Jia Hui and handed it to Jia Hui.
"Well, it's similar to the results of Xiuyi's investigation, which somewhat...exonerates the Zhen family for what they did.
But it's normal. After all, the old lady is the wife of the Zhen family, so she naturally wants to excuse the Zhen family.
Now it seems that the Zhen family and Jiangnan Camp are being plotted against. "Jia Hui drank the iced scented tea in one gulp and turned to look at Jia Yucun.
"There is indeed something wrong with those two shopkeepers!" Jia Yucun frowned.
"Definitely, the two shopkeepers actually have a large team of people to help them clean up their whereabouts. Judging from their behavior, they look like they are gangsters. These gangsters are involved in court affairs..." Tan Ji looked at Jia Hui worriedly.
"Jianghu, is it the group of so-called... demons who failed to stand in line at the end of Liang and were labeled as heretics? They want to cause trouble?" Jia Hui opened the fan and fanned himself gently.
"Magic way? Is it Manichaeism or something like that?" Jia Yucun became interested. When he was young, he also imagined becoming a chivalrous knight. Even in middle age, he was still quite curious about the world.
"Manichaeism? How many years has it been since Manichaeism was exterminated? Besides, there are actually very few people in these religious types of magic!"
The boundaries between rivers and lakes and temples have always been unclear, especially in troubled times.
Most of today's so-called demonic religions are actually the losers of Liangmo's competition, and the true demonic religions only account for a very small part.
Jianghu sects also need to eat, especially the landowners who have separated from the scope of martial arts schools and become "sects". They are like big landowners, owning a large amount of land.
But since they own large tracts of land, they will be involved in the process of land annexation whether they like it or not.
At this time, the sects were no different from the gentry. The only difference was that they had a certain amount of force.
In this case, what should emerging sects do if they want to develop? Of course it was done with a knife!
As far as Jia Hui knows, the disappearance time of most of the famous sects that were destroyed basically coincides with the change of dynasties.
A reshuffle of the land will not care whether you are a temple or a gangster. Since you failed, sorry, your land is mine!
The latest reshuffle was the chaos of the end of Liang Dynasty.
There is no internal strength in this world. Under the encirclement and suppression of the army, it is considered powerful to be able to survive for a day.
Therefore, even Jianghu sects are unable to support themselves. They can only directly send people to participate in the competition, or indirectly send people to join the supporting team.
If you win, you will naturally protect your family property; if you lose, you will naturally become the "magic way" of the new dynasty.
And those victorious sects will naturally become the new "righteous way of the world" and start a new round of confrontation between "good and evil".
The defeated old sects were naturally defeated by the victors with official endorsement. However, due to the participation of a large number of remnants of the previous dynasty, the demonic path can barely form a balance with the righteous path.
"That's it!" After listening to Jia Hui's explanation, Jia Yucun suddenly realized.
“I don’t think it’s the devil’s fault, these people are too disciplined.
Besides, just last year, the jewel in the palm of the demon giant Ren was deceived and ran away by a disciple of the Huashan Sect! "
"So what if we elope? Is it still worth a battle between the righteous and the evil?" Jia Yucun frowned and looked at Tan Ji.
"Don't worry, there was a latest development in this matter at the end of February this year!
Miss Ren is pregnant! But the disciple of the Huashan Sect lost his temper for some reason, suddenly turned his face and refused to recognize anyone else, and stabbed Miss Ren and the child in her belly to pieces with one sword!
When Miss Ren was discovered, her lower body was covered in maggots! In this life, alas... I will never be a mother again! "Tan Ji saw that Jia Hui seemed to be paying close attention to the Jianghu, and he also began to tell some so-called secrets about the Jianghu.
"Ah? Tsk tsk tsk...this Huashan sect disciple, calling him scum is an insult to the word 'scum'!" Jia Hui shook his head.
"Isn't that right! The eldest lady's father, Ren, has said that he will let the Huashan faction leave no chickens and dogs behind! He will immediately go to Huashan with his own disciples and the demons who came to help him!
Good guy, most of the people in the demonic path say they want to go!
The Huashan sect can only endure one person's sect alone, let alone so many helpers! The Huashan faction wanted to ask for help from the righteous men, but even their own family members couldn't stand it and wanted to kill their fellow sect members. Not to mention those so-called righteous people. "
"Well, if you wanted me, I would have gone to Huashan to chop the scraps of the world into meat paste. What next?" Jia Hui curled his lips.
"Huashan has asked a group of people, that is, the Five Mountains Alliance, a small circle of people formed by the Huashan sect to come and help out. The time is set for the ninth day of March for the battle in Huashan!"
"Then what? Who wins?" Jia Yucun urged.
"Then there was no more. The two gangs were talking harsh words to each other. As soon as they took out their weapons, they were surrounded by the Shaanxi general soldiers who had received the news in advance and were ambushing them. They were all thrown into prison!
However, that human scum was given special care and I heard that he was made into a human pig and is still closed at the Xiuyiwei Yamen in Chang'an! "
"...All of them were arrested?" Jia Yucun asked in disbelief.
"No, there are hundreds of crossbows pointing at them, and I heard they even pulled cannons towards them. If a few more of them run away... tsk tsk, then just don't live anymore!"
Jia Yucun's fantasy of the world was shattered.
"That is to say, the Demonic Path has suffered a lot of losses now and cannot organize the manpower to cover those two people, right?" Jia Hui refined the key points.
"Yes, and even if they can be organized, they are just a ragtag group of people, and it is completely impossible to follow the orders and prohibitions of that group of people!"
"Could it be the remnants of the previous dynasty?" Jia Yucun guessed.
Jia Hui thought for a moment and shook his head.
"The possibility is very low. Our government has not imposed party restrictions on them. There are no restrictions on whether they take the imperial examination or join the army.
If nothing else, Yang Zhi is a former general and a descendant of the Yang family. Aren't you in Daqi's army and working under my command?
Of course, there have been rebellions against Qi and Fuliang, but the most recent rebellion was seventy years ago. From the next seventy years to now, there have never been any rebels under the banner of opposing Qi and Fuliang. "
Jia Hui drank the scented tea in the cup again.
"Tsk, don't worry, let's check the identities of these people slowly. Tan Ji is keeping an eye on the two shopkeepers. The focus now is a general named Hu from Jiangnan Camp!
Although military attachés were not as valuable as civilian officials of the same level, the dignified field force general was also a third-grade senior military attaché and the son-in-law of a close relative of the Zhen family.
With the Zhen family and Jiangnan Daying as his backers, there was actually a gambling house that dared to let him lose, and he had to pay off his gambling debt by doing business with the Yi clan. The most important thing was that he actually believed Got it! "Jia Hui took a deep breath and shook his head.
"Grand Governor, Xiu Yi has not been found to have any gambling debts here!" Tan Ji looked at Jia Hui in surprise.
"Huh?" Jia Hui also stared at Tan Ji with wide eyes.
"It seems that General Hu has been plotted against!" Jia Yucun scratched his chin and spoke for the two people who were staring at each other.
"Grand Governor, I will send someone to investigate right now!" After saying that, Tan Ji got up and left.
Late at night is the peak period for gambling houses. It is much more convenient to send people to sneak in now than during the day.
Jia Hui and Jia Yucun were the only two people left in Yingtai Hall.
"General, regarding General Deng Yuan and General Deng..."
"Well, judging from the files of the Governor's Mansion, he is indeed a good fighter. But this subordinate's methods are so poor that he was actually picked up by his own soldiers. It's no wonder that the Jiangnan camp's combat power is getting more and more powerful. Bad..." Jia Hui said with some regret when mentioning Deng Yuan.
"Being framed?"
"Yeah, but I don't know exactly how to set it up. I really can't understand it."
In terms of the emperor, Jia Hui's methods were passed down from the Rongguo Mansion. They were nothing more than clear rewards and punishments, treating everyone equally, and comparing their feelings to their own.
It may not be the best, but it must be the safest.
But the most important thing is to lead your soldiers to victory!
As long as it can bring them benefits, they will selectively forget all the trivial details.
So far, Jia Hui has done well, and all the troops he has led are convinced of him.
"Maybe it's because Mr. Deng is too old-fashioned. The local guards sometimes ask businessmen to pay for protection. Occasionally, they also suppress gangsters.
But Zongzhen Deng is different. He is really a stickler for death. The "laws of Daqi" say that he is not allowed to do anything. Even the suppression of bandits is left to the Jinling left guard.
When students were in Yangzhou, they all heard that the soldiers in the Jiangnan camp received a death salary and no extra money at all. They were quite complaining about Mr. Deng! "
Jia Hui rubbed the tea cup and said nothing.
It's a pity that people like Deng Yuan are not suitable to be chief officials. They will not only hinder others, but also harm themselves.
"Shi Fei, please send me a letter of thanks to Deng Yuan's house tomorrow. I'll go talk to him."
"Yes, when is the specific time?" Jia Yucun promised and took out a blank greeting card from the cabinet in the back hall.
"Let's have a meal tomorrow night or at noon the day after tomorrow."
As the chief military officer, Deng Yuan still needs to be respected, and he can choose his time.
Naturally, you need to use the full sticker for your first visit.
It was sealed with bright red silk and embroidered with gold thread into a flying red bird.
Only Jia Hui in Daqi can use the Vermillion Bird Pattern. Anyone who knows the goods can tell at a glance, and those who don't know the goods are not qualified to get this invitation.
Inside, a three-finger-wide bamboo board is glued with golden millet paper and folded into three sections.
Jia Yucun took out the top-grade pine smoke ink from the cabinet with a pained expression on his face. It was specially used to write greetings and other documents that represented Jia Hui's face.
After grinding it carefully for a few times, I guess I can just finish writing the greeting note.
After thinking for a while, I picked up the pen and wrote it in formal Guange style.
Jia Hui is only suitable for fast writing, such as running script. However, it was still criticized by cultural figures such as Lin Ruhai and Jia Zhu as being too sharp and wanton. They are all beautiful individually, but if they are mixed together, each word will be too sharp and cannot coexist harmoniously.
Although you can still recognize it if you write slowly, it always gives people a weird feeling.
Therefore, Jia Hui's running script is really not suitable for writing greetings. It would be troublesome if people thought that writing so wildly was provocation.
It can only be written by Jia Yucun.
As expected of a Jinshi master who has been studying for twenty years, he is very experienced in the use of ink. Just when I finished writing the last word, the last drop of ink on the inkstone just ran out.
After gently blowing on the still wet ink, Jia Yucun spread out the greeting card and handed it to Jia Hui with both hands.
Jia Hui didn't take it, just glanced at it briefly and nodded.
Well, no problem.
"Very good, that's it. It's getting late. Shi Fei should go and have a rest!" Jia Hui put down the tea cup in his hand and stood up. Jia Yucun stood up quickly and leaned over to salute and watch Jia Hui leave. into the main hall.
"Huh..." Jia Yucun let out a sigh of relief. Although he was already a confidant of the Grand Governor, he could still get nervous involuntarily when he saw the Grand Governor.
After taking a look at the greeting card and confirming that the ink had dried, Jia Yucun folded the greeting card.
After picking up the invitation and walking to the front door, Jia Hui chose a courtyard for him. It was a small courtyard with one entrance on Ningrong Street to the west. The yard is not big, the deed of the house is actually in his hand, and there are not many people in the family, only his married wife and a few maids.
He handed the greeting card to Jia Hui's soldiers guarding the door and gave a few instructions. The soldiers nodded and walked towards Deng Yuan's mansion.
. . . . . .
Jia Hui, who walked to the backyard, was now in trouble.
Whose court are you going to?
Should we play with legs, waist or feet?
People still have to be dedicated, at least, only accompany one person a day!
After paying the money yesterday, the three beauties are all their own.
The Duke can have six concubines, but Jia Hui doesn't want them to take up this quota. If another rich lady marries him in the future, she can't let her status be lower than the three thin horses, right?
After much deliberation, Jia Hui decided that their identities were the maids of the first wife.
This was true in name, but in reality they were all concubines with separate courtyards and four maids.
According to the naming method of the maids in his room, Jia Hui named them after birds.
She is a slender beauty with jade bones and icy muscles, and her skin can be broken by a blow. She has the best skin among the three, and is named Egret.
There is a rouge-colored oval birthmark above the belly button of the slender beauty, called the crested ibis.
The slender-legged beauty has glossy black hair and a pair of real black eyes, named Xuanhe.
This is already the best name Fei Jia Hui could think of.
Let God decide where to spend the night!
Jia Hui raised his hand and put the folding fan in his palm. The breeze blew and the folding fan fell to the left.
Catching the fan in time, Jia Hui recalled whose yard was on the left.
Oh, it belongs to the Crested Ibis.
"Send the bath water to Aunt Zhu's yard."
After giving instructions to the maid standing beside him, Jia Hui walked to the left.
. . . . . .
In fact, none of the three people have surnames.
It’s not that they don’t exist, it’s just that when they were three or four years old, they were picked out by a family in Yangzhou who specialized in training thin horses and bought them back.
Since then, they have never seen their parents again, and no one of them has forgotten their names.
Until they are sold to a brothel, they all use numbers to distinguish each other. After being bought, they will have new names. They will use them until they are ransomed by their benefactors and get new names, or they die in an unknown corner with this name. .
The girl, who was about 1.6 meters tall, was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, reading a travel diary collected by the Jia family. Two flawless jade feet swayed happily.
Crested Ibis's feet have never touched the ground since she was three years old. Since her feet have been cute since she was a child, the foster mothers decided to train her to become a thin horse for certain people.
For example, Jia Hui.
Her world is only as big as a house. Although her husband comes to teach her all kinds of knowledge every day, although there are delicious but pitiful meals every day, even though the floor is covered with carpets bought at a large price from the Western Regions, pure pile carpet…
Before leaving that room, she didn't even wear socks, only a brocade strap, tightly wrapped around the soles of her feet. Mammy said that this was to prevent the soles of her feet from becoming wider.
One day when she was fourteen years old, after eleven years, she saw the blue sky again.
For the first time, the girl had the idea of traveling across thousands of rivers and mountains.
Not long after, he was put on the carriage again, sent to the ship, got off the car again, and entered a small room again covered with pure velvet carpets. She was bought.
Three months later, she was taken away again and sent to a boat. She was picked by a man and carried back home.
He is so tall!
Since yesterday, Crested Ibis has become his new name, and together with the two sisters who were also carried back by that man, they have become his concubines.
She no longer has pure pile rugs in her room.
She also stepped back on the ground, but the skin on her feet was too tender, and the pure wooden floor made her feet hurt.
But she is happy.
"Auntie, the master is here, taking a bath and changing clothes!" The voice of her maid came from outside the door.
"Ah, I got it!" Crested Ibis responded quickly.
Then he turned around and put his two little feet on the ground first with his toes, and then slowly and slowly lowered them until his heels also stepped on the ground.
"hey-hey…"
Crested Ibis chuckled, feeling down to earth, so good.
Stretching out the other foot, he touched the ground with his toes first, then slowly put it down. His whole body was swaying, but the Crested Ibis was enjoying it.
But he still quickly walked to the bed.
She had already taken a bath before. According to the instructions of her grandmother, she took off all her clothes, wetted the towel, wiped her feet carefully, and got into bed.
Time passed slowly, and just as the crested ibises were fighting, the door rang.
Click, click…
The sound of clogs hitting the ground gradually approached, and the Crested Ibis suddenly woke up, and his whole body was so nervous that he almost trembled.
Click.
The sound of clogs stopped on the right side of the bed.
"The crested ibis is coming, right?"
The crested ibis stretched out its face from the thin quilt.
"Master..."
"It's getting late, let's take a rest early..."
The crested ibis exclaimed before she could reply. The old man opened the quilt and turned over to face the crested ibis. He lifted her leg, grabbed the crested ibis' right foot and looked at it carefully.
Put it in your mouth...
Thanks to book friend hsgsos for the tip, thank you very much!
(End of chapter)
