Guo Ning was walking back and forth in the courtyard, feeling a little confused. He tried to go to the inner door several times, but was blocked by Wen Po and the servant woman.
He didn't knock them down one by one with one punch, so he could only ask repeatedly, can Ahan's body still bear it?
The windows must be opened in that room for ventilation, but will she be cold? Has the stove been lit? Could she be hungry and want some soup?
Is the hot water used in the delivery room boiled? Have the mattresses, blankets or other utensils been cooked?
These things are extremely important and cannot be neglected at all! He asked over and over again, and the servants answered over and over again. In the end, they simply showed him copper basins, cloth towels and other items, and kept comforting him, saying that although the delivery day was a little early, my wife's health was very good. Nothing will go wrong.
Guo Ning also knows that caring leads to chaos. Many things have been ordered before, and no one dares to violate them.
But what to do now is beyond his control. In this case, no matter how anxious he was, he could only keep pacing outside.
Sometimes he stood in front of the inner house door, trying to hear if there was any special situation inside; sometimes he walked outside to the school grounds and stared at several wooden targets.
At this time, many close subordinates also heard the news, and many people came from all over. Because it was not inconvenient to disturb him, everyone waited outside the school grounds at a distance.
Someone through the door saw Guo Ning fidgeting and couldn't help laughing: "Our marshal is really young. Looking at him, he looks like a junior." Another person also laughed: "Let's set up a school field outside our inner courtyard. , It is indeed the style of young people." Two or three hours passed in the blink of an eye, and it was already dark.
Guo Ning asked many more times, and the message came out only:
"Not bad", but there was no other movement. Seeing his anxious look, close subordinates such as Yizai Chucai and Wang Shixian came forward and asked him to sit on the threshold of the outer gate of the school grounds, drink some water and eat something.
Everyone comforted him a few words, but in fact they were also gradually worried. After a while, cheers suddenly came from the inner house, and the faint cry of a child could be heard.
Guo Ning jumped up and ran back to the inner house as soon as he smoked. After a while, another servant leader walked to the outer gate of the school ground with a smile on his face.
Yi La Chucai asked first, "Is it giving birth?"
"Give birth! Give birth! A boy is born! Mother and child are safe!" Everyone was overjoyed. Some people immediately walked away.
His companion quickly stopped him: "Why are you running when you are about to congratulate the marshal?"
"Congratulations must come with gifts!" The man stamped his feet repeatedly: "How does it look like to say congratulations with empty hands?" When he said this, everyone woke up, so everyone rushed out again.
Yili Chucai is actually a young man, but these days he pays more attention to his magnanimity and calmness, so he falls at the end of the crowd.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Where did the sound of the piano come from?" Guo Ning's Marshal's Mansion was located in Fengyi Gate in the south of the city. It was directly opened and expanded by using several garrison fortresses in Fengyi Gate. .
This location is very close to the imperial provincial headquarters, but far away from the gardens, wineries and other pleasure places from Ximagou River to Yuzao Pond.
And for safety reasons, the city has still been under curfew for the past few months, so everything is silent at night, and other sounds can be easily distinguished suddenly.
The servant leader listened to Yi La Chucai's inquiry and listened attentively for a long time.
"It seems like the sound is coming from Longjin Bridge in the north? Is someone playing the piano?" The area around Longjin Bridge is where senior officials from the Zhongdu Court gather to live.
The reason why Guo Ning placed the Marshal's Mansion at Fengyi Gate was because he was worried about this group of people and wanted to keep them under surveillance.
Since the nobles gathered in that area, there was a lot of sound of silk and bamboo orchestras every day, but they did not dare to challenge the navy's curfew order, so it was really rare to play music late at night.
And I have a strange feeling... Yi La Chu Cai Ya is good at calligraphy and painting, and he also has a slight understanding of music. He suddenly frowned and murmured: "There seems to be a bit of evil in this music?" Just as he was waiting to listen carefully again, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly.
There is a mansion by the Longjin River. Inside the house, there is a garden with sparse trees, green waves and clear water. There is a two-story building deep in the garden.
On the second floor of the building, there is a quiet room where you can lean on the railing and enjoy the wind. The decoration in the quiet room is very luxurious, including a three-legged incense burner made of Quan porcelain, a footrest made of dragon whiskers and ivory, a plum blossom tent, a jade screen, and handwritten treasures from famous scholars in the Southern Song Dynasty hanging on the wall.
There was an old man with a sickly face who was playing ecstatically on the side of the half-open window. At this time, another old man in brocade robes, about fifty years old, walked up the stairs with heavy steps, scolded the servants, and opened the door angrily: "Brother, what are you talking about?" The sick-looking old man pressed the strings with his hand and looked up. Look, he smiled and said: "Xinfu came in such a hurry." It is called
"Trust" was Zhang Xingxin, the official minister of the current dynasty. Besides Xu Ding, there was another leader among the Han officials.
The old man playing the piano is Zhang Xingxin’s elder brother Zhang Xingjian. This monarch is a famous Confucian official in the contemporary era. He is a Crown Prince and Tutor and a Hanlin scholar.
Both of these brothers were born in Juzhou, and the people in their hometown were all under the rule of Ding Haijun. Therefore, Guo Ning has been very polite to the two of them since he entered Zhongdu, and they have always been respectful.
At this time, Zhang Xing smiled briefly at Yan Yan, but Zhang Xingxin was obviously a little anxious. He strode forward, took the Jiaowei Qin from his brother's hand, and looked out again.
I glanced around and saw nothing special. He complained in a low voice: "Our area is under the eyes of the Fengyimen garrison. The curfew has not been lifted yet. Brother, why are you interested in playing the piano? Isn't this a provocation? Maybe after a while, the police will The inspector came to the door! Why is this necessary?" Zhang Xingjian laughed and said: "Then I won't play, I won't play, I will listen to you." Zhang Xingxin breathed a sigh of relief and said casually: "This is a troubled time, we can play it all the time. Don't stand out, in case you get involved in those..." He suddenly stopped talking, turned around, and looked at Zhang Xingjian with bright eyes: "Brother, you are not someone who causes trouble for no reason, nor do you suddenly play late at night to express your feelings. "People. What do you mean by playing the piano? What else have you done besides playing the piano?" Zhang Xingjian laughed.
After laughing for a while, he beat his chest and coughed again, out of breath. Zhang Xingxin rushed forward and patted his back to soothe him. When he finally got over the breath, his face turned purple.
"Do you see the lights to the south?" Zhang Xingxin asked.
"That's the Du Marshal's Mansion!" Zhang Xingjian grabbed his brother fiercely: "What did you do to have anything to do with the Du Marshal's Mansion?"
"One of the servants in Marshal Guo's mansion has been favored by me. That's why he secretly sent a message with a candle to tell me that Marshal Guo's wife is pregnant with Lin'er."
"This is indeed a happy event. I didn't expect that my brother is actually a thoughtful person? Now that we know about this, should we send someone to congratulate him? I quickly went to prepare gifts... It would be too vulgar to send gold and silver. You think of a set of Nan How about the ancient ink produced by the famous Tang Dynasty artist Li Tinggui? The implication is very good, and it is also in line with the poetic etiquette family style of the Zhang family in Rizhao, Juzhou."
"After I got the news, I sent the message with the sound of the piano according to the earlier agreement. There were two places where the signal was received. One was the old man Pusanduan's mansion, and the other was Chongxiao Temple. Li's old shop." Zhang Xingxin pressed his chest hard to prevent his heart from jumping out of his throat.
He reluctantly said: "What's the point of these two places?"
"The Li family's old shop has nothing to do with us on the surface. In fact, the shopkeeper is my confidant... you also know it. He also has business with Ding Haijun recently, so no one will take care of him when he travels at night. He has also been Instructions: Listen to the sound of my piano, and immediately send out people to spread the news everywhere in the city, and distribute money wantonly in Xuanyaomen and Tongxuanmen to celebrate. Because this happy event is indeed true, It was difficult for the soldiers in the city to stop it at first, but when the crowd gathered in large numbers, it became even harder for them to stop it.”
"That is to use the people gathered in the city to block the fastest way into the city from the Jinkouhe Camp and the Zhahe Camp. In addition, they probably want to induce the people to stampede and collide, forcing the police inspectors and the two military camps in the city to Manpower dispersed to maintain order." Zhang Xingxin's face gradually turned ugly, and he said coldly: "Where is Pusanduan?"
"Does this need to be said?" Zhang Xingjian laughed: "In his mansion, many Jurchens have gathered here and there. I estimate there must be at least a thousand, maybe two thousand, all with soldiers and armor. Once the city is in chaos, , he naturally took the opportunity to rush towards Fengyi Gate with these people, hoping to capture the Marshal's Mansion in one fell swoop and kill Guo Ning." Zhang Xingxin pounded the table and shouted: "Those Jurchens are all crazy! You got involved in this matter. What to do? Are you crazy too?"
"I have been friends with Pusanduan for thirty years. When he came to me for help, I had no reason not to help. Since I passed the imperial examination in the ninth year of Dading, I have been a minister of the Jin Dynasty for thirty-six years, and finally became a minister of the Jin Dynasty. It is only natural for a loyal minister of the Jin Dynasty to help them once. If Pusanduan succeeds, I will be worthy of the care given to me by Emperor Shizong and Emperor Zhangzong."
"What if it doesn't work?" Zhang Xingxin gritted his teeth.
"If it fails, the Kingdom of Jin can at least leave some heroic deeds. It is better than being humiliated by foreign enemies over and over again, and completely ashamed of the ancestors who rose up with swords on the banks of the river." Zhang Xingjian smiled, but couldn't catch his breath. Sorry, Zhang Xingxin hurriedly went up and thumped his back.
