Many years later, when faced with the questioning of Emperor Xiande, Jia Rong would recall the afternoon when he was taken away by a stranger while fishing in Yangzhou.
The galloping carriage was shuttling through the city of Yangzhou. Jia Rong was sitting in the carriage, frowning as he noticed that something was abnormal. According to the speed of the carriage, they should have arrived at the Lin Mansion by this time. He lifted the soft curtain next to him and looked outside. The scenery around him was no longer familiar to him.
This is not the way back to Lin Mansion, it is a strange road of no return.
Fear?
In a strange environment, everyone will feel a little scared, and Jia Rong is no exception.
Fear, but not too much fear. The groom in front didn't seem to care about his behavior. Even with his back to Jia Rong, he wasn't worried at all.
Did the coachman go the wrong way? Or was he kidnapped?
"Where are you going? Isn't King Zhongshun in the Lin Mansion?" Jia Rong asked pretending to be calm.
Perhaps the sound of the wheels pressing against the stone slabs was too loud, but the groom seemed not to have heard and made no reply.
"Gan!"
Jia Rong cursed. Seeing the stone slabs on the ground retreating rapidly, I thought to myself that if I jumped off the carriage at this time, I would at least give the coachman a sentence or a reprieve!
Can Jia Rong dance? No, he is not a fool. The ground is made of hard stone slabs. If you jump off the speeding carriage, you will either die or be seriously injured. Even
Are there any other options?
have……
Some people say that emergency braking is the only correct way. It was a genius idea to crawl over and grab the reins from the coachman to stop the horse. In this way, he and the driver would fall off the carriage at the same time, and would either be kicked by the frightened horses or run over by the wheels.
"Pooh!"
Jia Rong looked at the tall and thick man in front of him and sat back in the carriage honestly. He is such a life-loving person that he will never take the risk of trying anything dangerous unless his life is truly endangered.
What if I just think too much?
However, Jia Rong was murmuring in her heart as she watched the carriage getting further and further away from Yangzhou City.
Not so unlucky. I didn't offend anyone in Yangzhou. Was it the Salt Gang? Or Jin Yisi? Or someone else?
The carriage stopped outside a small private house outside Yangzhou City. Jia Rong looked at the desolate surroundings, and a picture instantly appeared in his mind. What a good place to kill people and dump their bodies.
The coachman was a man of few words. He glanced at him with a pair of eagle eyes and said calmly: "Uncle Rong, please come in."
Jia Rong pretended to be relaxed and said: "Who is waiting for me?"
The coachman shook his head and didn't answer. He just extended his hand to invite Brother Rong in. Brother Rong sighed in his heart, others can catch all kinds of strange things when fishing, why did he get caught in high-voltage wires when fishing?
This will make it hard to keep it intact.
Entering the private house, Brother Rong had not yet seen the appearance of the person in the house, and the door had not been closed. In the dark room, a man's voice rang out, "The emperor's fetus and daughter will be saved together, and the Seventh Ancestor of the Nine Mysteries will ascend to the rooftop."
What the hell.
Jia Rong slowly adapted to the light in the room and finally saw clearly the person standing inside.
He was dressed as an old farmer, with a rough face and a scruffy beard. The clothes on his body are even more shabby, and it is obvious that the cuffs and elbows of the sleeves are patched in several places.
"Who are you?"
The rough-looking old farmer had a holy look on his face, and he was respectful as a pilgrim. He made strange gestures with his hands and bowed. He shouted loudly: "The peasant envoys from the throne of the Heavenly King Sumeru Tianbai worship King Chakravartin."
Jia Rong was actually frightened on the spot. Xumitian is a slightly familiar word, but Bai Zun, Zhuan Lun, etc. behind it are completely incomprehensible. It took a long time to realize that the old farmer in front of me seemed to be calling him. He asked tentatively: "Get up... get up?"
The old farmer stood up and grinned.
"After hearing the letter from the envoy early, His Holiness followed King Zhongshun southward to Yangzhou. The old farmer followed him all the way. He happened to have heard about the dramatic changes in Yangzhou, and he has been looking for an opportunity to meet with His Holiness."
Jia Rong scratched his head, feeling that his limited brain capacity was suddenly not enough.
He said sarcastically: "Eldest brother must have recognized the wrong person."
The old farmer laughed and said: "You can't be wrong. Last year, I had met the Venerable several times, and I once sent a portrait of the Venerable back to the Holy Religion. All the brothers and sisters in the Religion recognized the Venerable's appearance. Some people pretend to be His Holiness, but they can’t fool our brothers.”
Jia Rong finally heard a familiar word - holy religion.
From his ancestors. The guy in front of me turned out to be a member of the Holy Cult, or some kind of agricultural envoy. According to what he said, there were only two Holy Cult figures that he had contact with last year, one was the little maid Que'er, and the other was Xianmei, the top brand of Wanhua House.
Could it be that Xianmei is the general?
Why do you think of yourself as a holy venerable again? Fuck...Jia Rong was extremely speechless. He was the queen of the country, and was currently the fourth-grade knight cavalry captain. Although he is just a clan guard now, if he gets along well in the future, he might even be able to serve as a royal guard, or as a guard of the Qing Palace.
How many taels of silver is the Holy Religion Venerable worth? Sounds like the leader of the rebels.
Isn’t this cheating? I am a young man, but I was labeled as a rebel, and even if I did nothing else, my house would be ransacked and my head would be removed by Emperor Xiande.
Jia Rong narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the holy man in front of him who claimed to be an agricultural envoy. He does look like an old farmer, but... who knows if this guy is Jin Yisi.
Jin Yisi likes to do this kind of thing the most.
A few days ago, a person from Jinyi Division was arrested, and he is still in jail now. Could it be that the insidious guy from Jin Yi Division was deceiving him?
Brother Rong said firmly: "This elder brother must have recognized the wrong person. We are just common people in Yangzhou, not some venerable people."
The old farmer paused for a moment, then looked at Brother Rong's clothes with a smile and said: "After confirmation from the four kings of gold, white, red and blue in Mount Xumi, there was also a letter sent by Sanniang, the envoy of Bai Zun. Rong is born as King Ming, how can the old farmer make any mistakes?"
Jia Rong felt more and more like Jin Yisi was digging a hole for him to jump into. Sighing secretly, why bother. They all work for the imperial court, why do you do this?
Boring.
Brother Rong was not embarrassed when his identity was revealed. He smiled and said, "Then the kings in your religion have made a mistake."
King Ming, this word is too easy to think of the former Ming Dynasty. I have seen some unofficial history saying that Ming Dynasty Lao Zhu was also a subordinate of King Ming. This guy is still called King Ming. Doesn’t he want to rebel against Yan and restore Ming? All the kings of the Southern Ming Dynasty have been killed. Anyone who wants to wade into this muddy water again will be a fool.
The old farmer said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to deny it in a hurry. Later, Sanniang will find the Buddha's mother. Through the Buddha's mother, the venerable will be enlightened and become the real Mingwang. The old farmer came here this time, one is to protect the venerable; the other is to receive blessings." Entrusted by the merchant envoy, I sent to Yangzhou officials evidence of their crimes of embezzling salt and selling illegal salt."
"Evidence of guilt?" Jia Rong felt happy after hearing this, and asked doubtfully: "Is there really evidence of guilt of Yangzhou officials?"
The old farmer took out a wooden box from the room to the table, opened it, and placed a thick book inside. After respectfully giving it to Brother Rong, the old farmer said, "The merchant knows that the venerable master needs this thing, so he specially asked me to offer it to him in person."
Jia Rong held the book in his hand, opened it and walked to the window. I flipped through it and jotted it down, and sure enough... it recorded the year, month and day, and which official took how much filial piety from the Salt Gang. There is also the proportion of Yangzhou officials' share of each sale of private salt in the salt gang, and the profits they receive each time. Every detail is recorded in the book.
Good guy.
Brother Rong narrowed his eyes and glanced at the man who claimed to be the agricultural envoy of the Holy Church. It seems that there are many people from the holy religion in the major salt gangs in Yangzhou who can record such detailed records. Maybe they originally planned to use the book for other purposes.
Jia Rong smiled coldly and said: "With this book in hand, even if I threaten the officials in Yangzhou to rebel with your holy religion, they have to compromise. Why did you give this thing to me for no reason?"
The old farmer sighed: "The holy religion is divided into two sects, four sects and thirty-two branches, ranging from farmhands, merchants, and servants to eunuchs, village leaders, and officials. There are thousands of brothers in the religion. However, there are differences in region and status among them. Let’s do our own thing and not interfere with each other.”
"So, many of the people recorded in the book are still members of your Holy Religion. It's just that now that they have gained benefits, they have forgotten the grace of the Holy Religion. In addition, each sect has different beliefs, and even in ordinary times, there are many contradictions in the Holy Religion. "
Jia Rong saw a moment of embarrassment flashing across the old farmer's face, and felt even more helpless.
I thought it was some great organization, but now it seems like it's just a bunch of rabble. No wonder the imperial court didn't even think about sending troops to suppress it. There was no need at all. Maybe one day there will be some internal fighting in the Holy Cult, and this group of rebels will automatically disappear.
The old farmer said: "This will no longer be the case from now on. When King Ming comes to this world, all sects and branches of the Holy Religion will surely return to their roots and create great achievements together under the leadership of King Ming and the Buddha Mother."
"What is the identity of Buddha Mother?"
The old farmer is indeed a simple person, and he actually said it to the letter.
"The Mother of Buddha is the one who leads Maitreya. After the Mother of Buddha and King Ming practice together, the venerable will be enlightened and cultivate the Dharmakaya of Maitreya." The old farmer's eyes were filled with light and he said expectantly: "At that time, the golden venerable Lord will hear more about the king of heaven and the white dharma body." The Heavenly King Zunzhi Guo, the Heavenly King Qingzun Growth, and the Heavenly King Chizun Guangmu return to their thrones and lead the Holy Cult to overthrow Dayan and rebuild the Sumeru world."
My dear!
These guys are quite small-minded, but unfortunately I don’t know whether these are ambitions or delusions.
It’s just that the name Buddha Mother sounds so familiar, as if I’ve heard someone mention it somewhere. It seems that Jia Jing said that the little bird in the mansion will be the next Buddha Mother.
A group of animals, how old is the little bird?
A girl who was just fourteen years old was chosen to be the mother of the Buddha and was ready to be sent to the Ming King for dual cultivation at any time. No, Xiaoque'er was only twelve years old when she entered the palace, which meant that the Holy Cult chose a girl who was not even twelve years old to be the mother of the Buddha.
What an animal!
Brother Rong said sarcastically: "You told me so, are you not afraid that I will turn around and go back to reveal the news about your holy religion to the court?"
The old farmer squinted his triangular eyes and said with a wise look: "The four heavenly kings trust the Venerable, and the old farmer naturally trusts the Venerable. Don't say that the Venerable went back to report, even if the Venerable took off the old farmer's head and sent it to the palace, the old farmer would No complaints either.”
Humph, Jia Rong looked at the comparison between her figure and the old farmer's figure, and realized that she might not be the opponent of the old farmer in front of her. Besides, there is a tall and tall coachman outside.
There is no need to do such a thing. Brother Rong weighed it with the booklet in his hand. He found this thing for free. He laughed and said: "Although we are not the Ming King that the eldest brother calls me, my eldest brother's style is admirable. Now that the eldest brother has given me this generous gift, I can't repay kindness with enmity. I just don't know if the eldest brother knows the names of the thousands of households in the Jinyi Guards of Yangzhou. ?”
The old farmer paused for a moment, then laughed dryly and said: "A mere thousand households in fine clothes is enough to attract the attention of the Holy Cult."
If you don’t know, you don’t know what to pretend to be. Jia Rong rolled her eyes.
Hear the old farmer say: "Your Majesty, what is the name of the thousand households in Jinyi?"
Brother Rong shook his head and said: "It's nothing. Does the eldest brother have any enemies in Yangzhou? I'll write him in the book and let King Zhongshun deal with it for you."
The old farmer was stunned by Brother Rong's idea, and he quickly shook his head and said, "The old farmer rarely comes to Yangzhou. He often works in Ping'an Prefecture and does not make enemies with outsiders."
"Don't look at us like that. Your ideological awareness is too low, no wonder it's not a good idea. Killing someone with a borrowed knife is a serious method... This booklet is a serious murder note. There are famous people in it, and I'm afraid they won't be able to escape. Do you really have no enemies? Then forget it. This good opportunity was wasted.”
Brother Rong asked again, "You really don't know the names of thousands of households in Yangzhou?"
"I really don't know," said the old farmer.
"What a pity." Jia Rong looked down at the booklet in his hand, feeling extremely helpless. When he raised his head, he met the old farmer's eyes and said sarcastically: "Brother, why are you looking like this? We just care about our colleagues and have no other thoughts. We are guards and he is a royal guard. Can we still frame him? We are not the eldest grandson fox. We They are all pure and kind-hearted people and don’t do anything like that.”
The old farmer said: "Your Majesty, even if you add it later, it won't work. The amounts of silver in this book correspond one to one. If one more person is added for nothing, the general ledger will not match up."
Brother Rong said oh. Since I can't use senior Sun Hu's method to frame Li Ke, I won't think about it for the time being. Anyway, the Jinyi Division has not been having a good time recently, and the man and the woman are still pressuring the Yanyun Division.
"King Zhongshun is still waiting for us to go back. He hasn't seen anyone for half a day. It is inevitable that there will be a misunderstanding. Brother, please ask the brothers outside to take us back to the Lin Mansion."
…………
In Yangzhou city, it was just as Jia Rong expected.
When Jia Lian and the servants of the Lin Mansion discovered that Jia Rong had boarded the wrong carriage and was missing, they all panicked. When the news reached the Lin Mansion, not only Lin Ruhai, King Zhongshun and others frowned, but Duan Yu also had a bad look on his face.
Not for anything else, just to be embarrassed.
When Prince Zhongshun came to Yangzhou, such a situation actually happened in Yangzhou city. The first thing everyone thought was that the officials in Yangzhou City were playing tricks on them. A group of guards divided into several teams, led the Sanhe Camp garrison and headed towards each government.
After hearing King Zhongshun's order, Lin Ruhai hesitated to speak. In the end, he was still worried about Jia Rong's comfort, so he paid homage to King Zhongshun and said, "If it is true that the officials in Yangzhou City are behind the scenes, this move will probably make them jump over the wall, and Brother Rong's life will be in danger."
The Thirteenth Master said in a cold voice: "For officials to be corrupt, except for the culprit, they can only confiscate their homes and dismiss them from their posts. That kid has my king's Panlong jade medal on his body. Anyone who dares to murder him will be guilty of conspiracy."
"But..." Lin Ruhai wanted to say something else, but sighed helplessly and was speechless. The Jia family just had such a capable and appreciated person, so he couldn't just disappear like this.
Jia Rong also guessed that there would be unrest in Yangzhou city, but he didn't expect it to be so loud.
When he arrived at the door of Lin Mansion, he saw a large crowd of people kneeling outside. Looking at the official uniforms these people wear, they are not of high rank. On the outermost periphery were a group of Sanhe battalion soldiers holding troops.
Brother Rong found someone and asked, "Why are they kneeling here?"
The people from Sanhe Camp heard the voice of this guy who was watching the fun and were about to scold him, but they found that something looked familiar. The leader hurriedly came up and asked: "Where did Brother Rong go? After hearing that you were missing and disappeared, the prince asked us to rush all the yamen in Yangzhou City. Now the prefect, prefect, salt transport envoy, garrison and others are all kneeling here The Lin family."
Brother Rong was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Question: "Qianhu from the Jinyi Guards is not inside?"
"Uh...not here."
"Pity!"
Jia Rong shook her head and entered the Lin Mansion. Everyone who listened to the conversation didn't know what Rong Geer's pity meant.
Just after entering, King Zhongshun got the news.
"The Thirteenth Master let Brother Rong in." Duan Yu said with a smile, "You have to be careful what you say, the Thirteenth Master is very angry today."
Brother Rong patted his chest, and something inside was knocked out with a muffled sound. The bastard smiled and said, "It's okay. When we get in, Master Thirteen's anger will subside."
Duan Yu didn't think so, and reminded: "The Thirteenth Master has been in Yangzhou for a few days, but he can't attack the Yangzhou officials because there is no substantial evidence of crime. Today is just an opportunity to have an attack, but you suddenly came back and almost broke." Thirteenth Master’s matter.”
Forehead……
It turns out that you are not worried about our comfort. Brother Rong was disappointed and became a tool man again without knowing it. They are all fucking people who are using the topic to their advantage, and they are probably beating up a few high-level officials in Yangzhou right now.
Jia Rong entered the courtyard, crossed the corridor, and came to the door of the room.
listen……
"Come in quickly, Master Thirteen is waiting for you." The guard outside smiled.
Brother Rong touched something in his arms and said, "Go in, you're afraid of getting a ball." He rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands, brewing some emotions. Slowly his eyes turned red, with tears hanging next to them.
"Brother, help me, use force to tear out a few holes in our clothes."
"..."
"Don't hesitate, hurry up. When we get back to Shenjing, my brother will take you to drink at Wanhua Tower."
With a hiss, the sleeves of his clothes almost broke into two pieces.
"Tear here again and leave a big hole."
"..."
"Thanks, buddy." Brother Rong hummed twice and pushed the door open. He shouted: "Master Thirteen has to make the decision for the boy."
The two fellow guards outside the room didn't even have the slightest bit of temper after hearing this guy's shameless words.
Everyone in the room was dumbfounded by this operation.
Even King Zhongshun, who was beating the officials, was speechless for a moment. He only listened to Jia Rong say with snot and tears: "Although the boy is not talented, he is also loyal and courageous to serve the court. He never dares to do so." Be idle for a moment. But...but..."
The bastard said nothing, and lay on the ground crying.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My prince has to make the decision for the boy."
King Zhongshun watched with cold eyes, while several kneeling officials next to him secretly glanced at Brother Rong. None of them knew Jia Rong. Everyone was just curious in their hearts, who is this person, who dares to cry and complain in front of King Zhongshun.
But what happened next, several officials were dumbfounded.
