The next day, early in the morning, Jia Yun finished his breakfast as usual and went to let his horse go by the river outside the city. He did not return to the city until noon.

Jia Yun led the horse on foot on the avenue, wandering leisurely.

At this time, the avenue was crowded and lively, and many women were among them.

Although women are particular about staying close to home, not all women follow the old rules of not being allowed to appear in public. These rules seem to be only true of scholars and rich and powerful families.

For ordinary people, surviving is the first element of life.

So many women and girls, wrapped in headscarves and carrying baskets, came and went in a hurry.

There are also many women who help with their family's business in the small stalls lined up on the street or in storefronts.

Walking to a theater, Jia Yun suddenly heard a shout.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Yun?"

When Jia Yun heard the shouting, he couldn't help but turn around and saw that it was an "acquaintance" he hadn't seen for half a month, Xue Pan, a big-headed man.

I saw Xue Pan, smelling of alcohol, wandering over with a few enchanting "men" and asked: "Brother Yun, where are you going?"

Jia Yun said calmly: "Walking around casually."

Jia Yun and Xue Pan were not familiar with each other. They went to Jiaofangsi to hang out together half a month ago, but that had a different "purpose". Since then, they have not seen each other. The so-called "gentleman" friendship is as light as water.

Xue Pan responded, stepped forward to greet him and said, "Brother Yun, why haven't you been to the Jiaofang Si Wanle recently?"

Jia Yun made an excuse at random and said: "How can we go to Jiaofangsi often? Even if we want to go, we have to have money."

For Jia Yun, if you go to a place like Jiaofangsi if you have needs, you have to do some business on weekdays.

Xue Pan didn't take it seriously. In his eyes, money was not worth anything. He thought it was because Jia Yun was short of money, so he invited him: "Brother Yun, we are relatives. If you are short of money, just tell me." yes."

Jia Yun was startled when he heard this. Jia Yun did not expect that Xue Pan would be so generous, but it also showed the wealth of the Xue family from the side.

"I still have money, so I won't bother Uncle Xue." Jia Yun refused.

Although the free lunch was tempting, he still didn't need a few taels of silver.

Or because he was drunk, Xue Pan boldly hooked his hand on Jia Yun's shoulder and said with a smile: "Why are you so polite? Let's go play together and I'll take you to meet some "friends"."

When Jia Yun saw those rosy "men", he knew what Xue Pan meant. The Qian Dynasty advocated "masculine style", and most of the mansions of wealthy families kept servants or actors.

Seeing Xue Pan approaching, Jia Yun frowned, stretched out his hand to push Xue Pan away, and kept a distance from him. He did not have such a hobby.

Perhaps it was because he drank too much. Jia Yun just pushed him gently and Xue Pan stumbled to the ground. Several young men behind him hurriedly stepped forward to help him and kept saying with concern: "Uncle Xue, you Is it okay?"

Xue Pan was helped up, shook his head, remembering that he was pushed, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he held his neck and shouted: "You Jia Yun, I have come to invite you with my kindness, you are good, how dare you Push me."

Jia Yun didn't use any force and just pushed Xue Pan away at will. Xue Pan was useless and ignored him, so he turned and left.

Unexpectedly, Xue Pan was drunk and thought that Jia Yun was arrogant because of his self-confidence. He had not yet settled the accounts with him for slandering his goddess, but now he did not even give him face. Suddenly, the true nature of the stupid overlord was revealed. , scolded angrily: "Don't think that meeting the emperor is a big deal. Let me tell you, even if you are the emperor, I have to teach you a lesson today."

Jia Yun's eyes turned cold when he heard this. This Xue Pan didn't know his last name after drinking some yellow soup. He dared to call the emperor "I" in public. He really didn't know whether to live or die. This is an era when imperial power is supreme. If you disrespect the Holy Emperor, you will be disrespectful. If you look into it carefully, it is a crime of great disrespect and should be punished...

Xue Pan thought that Jia Yun was frightened by his momentum, so he smiled "hehe" and was about to say something taunting, but Jia Yun stepped forward and slapped Xue Pan straight away... .

"Ouch..." Xue Pan covered his face with both hands. It was obvious that he was seriously injured. This slap also completely woke up Xue Pan.

Jia Yun was trying to kill him, and blood flowed from the corner of Xue Pan's mouth.

"The ball bag is so stubborn that it actually plays dirty tricks."

Then he cursed at the stunned people on the side: "What are you doing standing still? Come on."

Jia Yun scolded: "You bastard, how dare you speak disrespectfully to the Holy One? Are you looking for death..."

Xue Pan was also stunned. He seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said before...

Jia Yun looked at Xue Pan coldly. Suddenly, Jia Yun caught a glimpse of a figure in the crowd. His eyes were startled and he was speechless...

Jia Yun swallowed, and then a casserole-like fist struck Xue Pan's face. With a "bang" sound, Xue Pan was immediately knocked away by Jia Yun's punch and fell to the ground in a daze. .

The master was humiliated, and the people below could not bear it. They attacked Jia Yun. Those boys were all working for a living, and they had no real seals in their hands. They were knocked to the ground in just two blows.

However, it was difficult for two fists to beat four hands, so Jia Yun was punched a few times, and the force was only enough to scratch his itch.

Jia Yun looked down at Xue Pan with cold eyes. Xue Pan couldn't help but swallowed his saliva when he saw this, and said in horror: "Brother Yun, what do you want to do?"

Jia Yun didn't say much nonsense. He punched and kicked Xue Pan. Then he directly lifted Xue Pan and slapped Xue Pan hard on the face.

The sound of bang, bang, bang... was heard endlessly. Xue Pan's face was red and swollen, and several of his front teeth were blown away. It was obvious that he had been hit hard.

I don't know how long it took, but a strong figure walked out from the crowd watching the theater, stepped forward and said to Jia Yun: "Master Jia, the master invites you."

Jia Yun stopped when he heard this, lifted Xue Pan, who was almost fainting, on his hand, and asked: "What should we do with these people?"

The visitor replied: "Young master, don't worry about it, I will take care of it myself."

Jia Yun nodded, and immediately left Xue Pan on the ground. As the visitor left, no one stopped him, they just gathered around to watch the fun...

Jia Yun followed the visitor to a restaurant and entered a private room on the third floor. There were many calligraphy and painting calligraphy hanging on the walls of the private room, and there were all kinds of valuable antique furniture. The tables, chairs, stools and chaise longue were all made of fine sandalwood with elegant carvings. , the room is filled with fragrance.

In the private room, a middle-aged man was sitting in front of him. Jia Yun hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and said: "Finally...student Jia Yun, I pay my respects to Your Majesty and pay my respects."

Emperor Chongming responded lightly and said: "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jia Yun stood up and immediately stood aside respectfully without saying anything more.

Emperor Chongming glanced at Jia Yun and asked, "Why are you wearing this? Isn't it making it easier for you to study?"

Jia Yun knew that he was wearing a warrior uniform. Emperor Chongming had doubts in his heart, so he explained: "Your Majesty, although the student is studying in the palace, martial arts is the foundation of the student. How can he waste it and just take advantage of his leisure time?" If you train diligently, the students will still want to march forward for His Majesty in the future."

Emperor Chongming nodded, as if he was satisfied with Jia Yun's answer, so he stopped questioning Jia Yun's fault for not studying at home.

Then Emperor Chongming asked: "What do you think should be done about the son of the Xue family?"

Jia Yun replied seriously: "Students do not dare to criticize themselves. Your Majesty decides how to deal with it."

Emperor Chongming was obviously dissatisfied with Jia Yun's answer. He snorted coldly and said, "I'm asking you."

"For the crime of great disrespect, he should be executed." Jia Yun replied without thinking.

Emperor Chongming glanced at Jia Yun, waved his hand and said: "Since he is young and ignorant, let's spare his life and let that bastard go to jail for a few days so that he can wake up."

"Your Majesty is benevolent." Jia Yun said flatteringly.

Jia Yun's idea is not that complicated. When dealing with superiors, it is always right to lick them vigorously.

This is the feudal era. The emperor is supreme. Most people can't lick him even if they want to. They have to bend down when they should. If you are disrespectful to the imperial power and rely on your talents and arrogance, it will be difficult to end well. What's more, Jia Yun is not the so-called talented person in the world.

Emperor Chongming ignored Jia Yun's flattery, but Jia Yun was not embarrassed and asked in a low voice: "Why does your majesty have time to leave the palace? Do you need students to protect you?"

Gao Xian, who looked like an old butler at the side, reprimanded: "Insolent."

Jia Yun lowered his head after hearing the words. When the emperor leaves the palace, it is not Jia Yun who can comment, even the guards cannot come. The ranks of those imperial guards are all higher than Jia Yun's original rank of Qianzong...

Emperor Chongming waved his hand, and Gao Xian retreated, and immediately said to Jia Yun: "It's rare for you to be loyal to the emperor. Get up."

When Jia Yun heard this, he didn't hesitate and stood up.

After a moment of silence, Emperor Chongming seemed to have remembered something and asked Jia Yun, "You are coming from Northern Xinjiang. Do you know about the severe drought in Northern Xinjiang?"

Jia Yun was stunned when he heard this. He knew something about the severe drought in northern Xinjiang, but Emperor Chongming should have reported this matter long ago.

"Perhaps Emperor Chongming wanted to know more about it!" Jia Yun thought.

Then Jia Yun said truthfully: "Back to Your Majesty, there have been signs of severe drought in Northern Xinjiang since June. Today, the harvest of the people in Northern Xinjiang has been reduced by nearly half. Moreover, this winter in the north is colder than before, and there is a fear of a "white disaster."

disaster."

Emperor Chongming couldn't help frowning when he heard this. There was a drought in the past and a white disaster in the future. The situation in northern Xinjiang was not good.

Seeing Emperor Chongming's melancholy look, Jia Yun knew that Emperor Chongming was worried about the drought in Northern Xinjiang. After thinking for a moment, Jia Yun said carefully: "Although there is a drought in Northern Xinjiang, people can still harvest food at home, so they will not go hungry.

die."

It is good that there is a drought in northern Xinjiang, but it is not so severe that the people cannot survive.

Emperor Chongming raised his eyes and looked at Jia Yun, and said calmly: "If this is the case, I don't need to worry about this matter. The people's families have surplus food because the taxes from the three provinces in northern Xinjiang have not yet been confiscated."

Jia Yun frowned. It stands to reason that the imperial court should have arranged manpower to collect taxes. How come the taxes in Northern Xinjiang have not been collected yet?...

Taxation is a political matter, and Jia Yun is just a border general, so it is normal to be unclear.
Chapter completed!