Chapter 1338 Jia Heng: You think too much, right? (Wish you all a happy New Year’s Eve
Chapter 1338 Jia Heng: You think too much, right? (Wish everyone a happy New Year’s Eve!)
Liaodong, Shengjing
As all the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty dispersed, Dorgon left Fan Xiandou alone to talk in the south study room.
Dorgon looked worried at this moment and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Fan, what is the chance of our army attacking North Korea?"
Fan Xiandou pondered for a moment and said: "This time, our Qing Hongyi cannons have been built nearly 60 times. The whole cannon is transported by mules and horses. They can travel hundreds of miles long distances. The chance of winning is 70% to 80%."
As time passed, the Jurchens finally broke through the Han's technological blockade and built dozens of Hongyi cannons to attack cities and forts.
"Seventy to eighty percent, that's quite a lot." Dorgon nodded and asked, "What about Hongtian Lei? Can it be used in this war?"
Fan Xiandou said: "Prince Regent, it is not difficult to make a thunderbolt. In the past, after the firecrackers exploded, paper dust flew up, causing a lot of damage."
Firecrackers used in folk festivals are particularly easy to make. The original exploding paper scraps are turned into sawdust and iron nails. After exploding, they can cause widespread damage.
Dorgon said: "According to what Prince Ying said, during the offensive and defensive battle of Edo City, the Han army carried these two objects across the battlefield, severely defeating our Qing Dynasty Eight Banners. Now our Qing Dynasty also has these objects, and we no longer need them."
Suffered a loss."
Fan Xiandou stroked his beard under his chin with his hand and said with a firm tone: "Now it can also be used in the offensive and defensive battles of North Korea. With cannons and thunder, the North Korean city will definitely fall with one drum."
This was the greatest confidence for Dorgon and Fan Xiandou to launch the Korean War.
Dorgon nodded heavily and said solemnly: "North Korea is too important to our Qing Dynasty and cannot be lost."
Even if the late Qing Dynasty was so frustrated, everyone knew the importance of North Korea to the Qing Dynasty. This is a characteristic of geopolitics.
Fan Xiandou put on a facelift and calmed down his expression, and said solemnly: "This battle must be done quickly. We must use lightning speed to capture the king of Korea in one fell swoop, without giving the Han court time to react."
Wangjing of Joseon is only three to four hundred kilometers away from Shengjing, the capital of the Qing Dynasty.
It is entirely possible to besiege Wang Jing before the Han Dynasty could react.
Of course, without the Hongtian Lei and Hongyi cannons, even if they besieged Wangjing of North Korea, it would be difficult to say that it would be possible in a short time.
Dorgon raised his eyes and looked at Fan Xiandou, waiting for his words.
Fan Xiandou said loudly: "Now that the New Deal of the Han Dynasty has been launched in the world, Duke Wei has returned to Shenjing. It is too late to respond. The time left to me in the Qing Dynasty is just a few short months. It needs to be done before the end of the year.
In order to conquer the Joseon Dynasty in one fell swoop.”
Dorgon's resolute face was covered with a layer of decisiveness, and he whispered: "Yes, this is a battle related to the life and death of our Qing Dynasty."
Even if the Qing Dynasty is no longer suitable to start a war, the Korean War still has to be fought.
But on the other side, Sun Shaozu left the palace city, mounted his horse, and returned to the mansion accompanied by several horse guards.
In a street only two or three miles away from the palace, Sun Shaozu stopped in front of a towering gate. At this time, the servant in front of the gate stepped forward quickly and said with a smile like a Manchu man: "I have seen you, Master."
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Sun Shaozu almost let out a "hum" from his nose, then turned over from his horse, threw the horse's reins to the accompanying Ma Bian, and quickly entered the side room.
Enter the hall and sit down.
Sun Shaozu had already noticed the crumbling trend of the Qing Dynasty. Fortunately, he was an undercover agent and was not afraid of this at all.
"Master, I'm back." At this time, the bead curtain rustled, accompanied by the fragrant wind like musk and orchid, a beautiful woman with a cloud bun and a jade face and red lips was served by several nannies and maids.
Get down, step forward and come closer.
This person is none other than Qiao Qian, the daughter of the Qiao family, one of the eight former Shanxi merchants.
Qiao Qian came behind Sun Shaozu, gently squeezed his shoulders, and said with a smile on her painted face: "Master, what did you say in the court just now?"
Sun Shaozu was angry and scolded: "You old woman, stop asking."
When Qiao Qian heard this, her expression froze, but she immediately smiled and said, "Aren't I worried about the master?"
Sun Shaozu originally had an impatient and violent temperament. In the past, when he wanted to climb the ranks of the Qiao family, he could still treat others with respect. But now that he has gained his ambition, or the Qiao family has fallen behind, and the family came to Shengjing City, Sun Shaozu naturally became
Became the family's support.
Sun Shaozu said: "Okay, don't ask anymore."
Hearing this, Qiao Qian forced herself to smile and said, "Then I'll cook a few meals for you, and I'll eat some."
Sun Shaozu waved his hand and said impatiently: "Stop waiting here and go get busy."
He was currently thinking about how to convey the news of the Jurchens' large-scale use of troops to North Korea to Shenjing City.
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Autumn, the eighteenth year of Chongping——
Shenjing City, a vast mansion in the west city, is surrounded by lush trees and towering trees, illuminated by the autumn sunlight.
The autumn wind was blowing, and the leaves of the sycamore trees fluttered and dropped pieces of golden leaves.
At this moment, Chen Yuan, the son of King Zhao, was wearing a bamboo-white cloud-patterned Sichuan brocade robe, sitting in the hall, his face was as gloomy as iron, and his whole body was enveloped by a violent and violent aura.
It can be said that the festive atmosphere in Beijing these days is in sharp contrast to Chen Yuan's bad mood.
In the past few days, I have been trying to assassinate the Wei and Chu vassals as well as Jia Heng, but I have no chance.
Just when Chen Yuan was sulking, Ruan Yongde strode into the side room, cupped his hands and said, "Sir, we are here."
Chen Yuan raised his eyes, the gloomy look on his face faded slightly, and said loudly: "I will invite you to the study to talk."
Since the death of Prince Zhongshun and his son, Chen Yuan has lost an arm in the capital, and his activities and tentacles have been greatly restricted. However, there are still some related White Lotus Sect forces.
While talking, he and Ruan Yongde walked towards the back house.
In the study, several people sat down in silence.
Chen Yejun was wearing a plain woven embroidered robe at the moment, sitting not far away, holding a cup of tea in his hand and sipping the fragrant tea.
Chen Yejun, the surname Chen can also be seen. His father's ancestor was once a member of the Chen Han clan, but he was just a distant branch. He gradually became farther away from the imperial descendants, and now he is related to Chen Yuan.
While everyone was talking, they entered a secret room used for discussions.
Chen Yuan said: "Everyone, I heard from the palace that that person's body can't hold on any longer."
"As a tiger ages, it is bound to be jealous and prone to killing. Now it is time to make the monarch and ministers in the palace suspicious and prone to killing." At this time, the old man sitting not far away from Chen Yuan twisted his beard and said quietly.
"But now that the two of them are part of one body, it doesn't look like they are suspicious of each other at all." Chen Yejun nodded and said.
"Child Jia Heng usually doesn't get too carried away. Apart from being lustful, he doesn't do anything out of line." Chen Yuan said in a deep voice with gloomy eyebrows.
Wei Ruolan lowered her voice and said: "Recently, Gao and Li have taken over the training personnel of the Beijing camp. It seems that the trend of vigilance and precaution has been revealed."
Chen Yuan sneered and said: "The palace has recently allocated a batch of fire cannons to equip the palace guards. I don't know who they are for guarding against. Those flint-fire fire cannons are sharp firearms. If they cooperate with the thunder, I am afraid that the palace
Even the guards of the garden can't resist it."
Chen Yejun nodded and said: "Your Majesty, I have also heard that these fire blunderbuss were originally needed by Duke Wei to prepare for the border war. Now that they are taken away, I don't know what will happen to the Duke of Wei."
Chen Yuan said: "That kid Jia Heng is as lustful as his life, what can he do now?"
It is a pity to say that at this moment, Emperor Chongping, Jia Heng, and Weng's son-in-law were already very close. Before the Jurchen was destroyed, there could be no separation at all.
Of course, once Tian Niuer's thunder explodes, it will be a different matter.
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Ningguo Mansion, Grand View Garden
Jia Heng did not know that the Manchu Qing Dynasty was now "working hard" to regain North Korea, nor did he know that Chen Yuan was colluding with Chen Yejun and others to break his alliance with Emperor Chongping.
At this moment, the young man was in the warm pavilion in the wing, making trouble with Xiangyun.
In the spacious wing, it was late autumn. The trees in the courtyard were withered and the flowers were withering. The grass blades on the walls were swaying in the wind, and the autumn dew had long since faded.
Xiangyun looked at the young man and walked closer. He felt his figure tensed up and his delicate body trembled.
How could Brother Heng be like this...
However, the little fat girl didn't have many other ideas.
Those two short, fair and slightly chubby legs, with their soles pointing upwards, were swaying incessantly amidst the joy and grunts, as if they were playing with the lazy afternoon sunlight.
Well, looking from a distance, all that's missing is a pair of JK and white stockings.
Under Xiangyun's bright eyebrows, her formerly lively and clear eyes were slightly closed, the beauty and clouds spread gently on her plump face, and her pink lips were slightly opened.
Brother Heng is really... serving her.
Immediately, as if struck by thunder, her short legs seemed to be swinging, as if they were trying to reach for the stars and the moon. Her face, as white as snow, was covered in red, like a sleeping begonia in autumn, gorgeous and unprovoked.
Under Jia Heng's eyebrows, his face paused slightly. At this moment, he stood up from the softness and delicacy, suppressed the sweetness, hugged the plump and soft body of the chubby girl Xiangyun, and smelled the fragrant and sweet aroma.
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Xiang Yun slightly opened her beautiful eyes with a glistening glow, which were crystal clear under the sunlight of the afternoon.
Jia Heng came closer, gently squeezed his belly with a little fat, and whispered: "Sister Yun, you are not young anymore."
A chubby girl should have a plump figure, fair and moist cheeks, and extremely soft skin that can be broken by blows.
Under Xiangyun's delicate and straight nose, the wings of his nose seemed to tremble unconsciously, and his round apple face was flushed, as if it would become translucent with just one bite, and he said softly: "Brother Heng, please be gentle.
"
Jia Heng: "..."
He didn’t do anything, so Xiangyun said this?”
Xiangyun narrowed his eyes slightly, his cheeks were pink and plump, and his bright eyes were filled with wisps of mist, and he said: "Brother Heng, when will you marry me."
Jia Heng took the handkerchief and wiped his rosy face, and said softly: "Don't worry, it'll be over soon."
Xiang Yun's plump face showed bright red circles, her cherry teeth bit her glossy pink lips, and said, "The old lady seems to be planning a wedding for Brother Bao."
It turned out that when Jia Heng was newly married, Bao Yu suddenly went crazy and wanted to become a monk. This naturally aroused the concerns of Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang.
After consultation, it was agreed that Baoyu should be given a daughter-in-law.
The so-called starting a family and establishing a career, once you start a family, you have a family, a wife, children, and children, so you will naturally feel relieved.
In fact, Baoyu is not young anymore, he is already sixteen years old. After all, several years have passed.
Well, just like when Fanfan was arrested, it turned out that he was an actor in his thirties.
It has been several years in a flash.
Jia Heng's face paused slightly, and he gently took Xiang Yun's arm and said softly: "What's wrong, the old lady wants you to marry Baoyu now?"
Xiangyun's cheeks were as hot as fire at this moment, and his moist apricot eyes were as bright as water. He whispered: "The old lady said that Baoyu and I grew up together and were childhood sweethearts. If we can get married."
Jia Heng said: "Sister Yun thinks so too?"
There seemed to be a slight blush on both sides of Xiangyun's plump and shiny face. There was a hint of joy in her bright eyes, and she said softly: "Brother Heng and I are also childhood sweethearts."
Jia Heng: "..."
That's right, after all, he has grown up watching Xiangyun.
Under the beautiful eyebrows of Xiangyun Liuye, her moist eyes were as full as water, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, go and tell the old lady that I don't want to marry Brother Bao. I am now... Brother Heng's.
"
If Brother Heng bullies her like this, she will only be Brother Heng's person in this life.
Jia Heng stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's gradually soft and plump skin, and said softly: "Sister Yun, I'll talk to the old lady in the past two days and I won't let you get married."
Xiangyun nestled her baby head in Jia Heng's arms and said softly: "Brother Heng, will I have a child?"
Jia Heng: "???"
You think too much, right?
Jia Heng smiled and joked: "Does Sister Yun want to have children?"
Xiang Yunfang's heart trembled slightly, she thought for a while, and said in a naive and simple tone: "I think Fu'er and Mo'er are quite fun, it's okay to have one of them."
Jia Heng's face paused slightly, and he looked at Xiang Yun, who had pink cheeks, and with a bit of amusement in his heart, he said softly: "Does Sister Yun like girls or boys?"
Xiangyun said "Yeah" and said in a trembling voice: "As long as it's brother Heng's child, I like it, huh~"
Before the girl could finish speaking, she felt the figure in front of her eyes darken. It was clearly the young man who had come closer again and had already pressed his lips against hers.
this……
Xiangyun's plump, white cheeks were as red as rouge and like begonia flowers, but an inexplicable shyness gradually appeared in her mind.
Jia Heng was holding the chubby girl with a plump body and said softly: "Sister Yun, can you also serve me?"
Last time, he didn't let Xiangyun serve him like a precious harp. Now he had a chance and wanted to see the little fat girl.
Xiangyun was immersed in some kind of afterglow, and his pink and shiny jade cheeks were as hot as fire. He seemed to snort softly and said softly: "Brother Heng, I...I don't know how to do it."
Jia Heng said: "Didn't Sister Yun meet Sister Baoqin that day? She did it twice before and after. Didn't she learn from it?"
I don’t really have this hobby, mainly because I want to see chubby girls who are usually cute and charming.
Xiangyun's heart trembled, and the image of Baoqin she saw that day with her head bowed in service appeared in her mind.
Without saying much, he trembled and walked closer with his soft, white, chubby hands.
Jia Heng didn't say much, and stared out the window. It was almost noon, the autumn sunshine was just right, the sycamore leaves were golden, and the autumn after the rain was a little warm.
Jia Heng's brows wrinkled and relaxed intermittently, and there was a bit of refreshment in his calm and resolute face.
The little chubby girl was trying her best at this moment. At this moment, her face was as bright as fire, and her face was sunken, and there was a hint of shame between her eyebrows.
Jia Heng lowered his eyes and looked at the chubby girl with a bright face, and thought to himself, she really should not be underestimated.
In fact, Jia Heng did not know that Little Fatty had consulted Bao Qin last time.
Jia Heng said warmly: "Sister Yun, I will go and talk to the old lady about Sister Yun's marriage later, heh~"
This little chubby girl is too light and heavy, this little tiger tooth...
Fortunately, Xiangyun is also a clever person, and as time goes by, he is getting better and better.
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Time passes silently, the room is quiet, you can hear a needle drop, only the chirping sound can be heard.
The leaves of the sycamore trees in the courtyard rustled with the autumn wind.
At this time, Jia Heng had been having fun with Xiangyun for a while. It was already noon, and the warm and warm autumn sunshine came through the window and shone on the tables and chairs, as if covered with a layer of golden light and shadow.
Jia Heng gently hugged the little chubby girl, handed over a handkerchief, and said softly: "Sister Yun, just wipe it."
The chubby girl is indeed more enthusiastic.
Although it is a lot unfamiliar, few people can match it if they dare to think and do it.
It's a completely different feeling from Daiyu.
Under the slender eyebrows of the curving willow leaves of Xiangyun, the moist apricot eyes seemed to be covered with moist mist. The pink and plump face was already extremely red. His throat moved a few times and he sipped lightly.
At the corner of his lips, he said doubtfully: "Brother Heng, what is this?"
It’s so amazing. Could it be the same as she did just now?
Jia Heng looked a little unnatural and said warmly: "It's nothing. I'll pour you a cup of tea. Let's have a cup of tea."
With that said, he turned around and came to the table, picked up the teapot and poured a cup into the tea cup.
Xiangyun lowered his head gently, picked up a silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth. Then he took the tea cup from Jia Heng, took a sip, and then swallowed the tea with a "gudong, gudong" sound.
A few crystal water droplets flashed on her pink lips, which were slightly moist and made the sun's dapples appear iridescent.
Jia Heng said softly: "Sister Yun, I will be leaving Beijing in a few days. You should be obedient at home."
Under Xiangyun's curved eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were as bright as water. She nodded obediently and said, "Well, Brother Heng, I can do it."
After what happened just now, the girl has completely regarded herself as Jia Heng's woman.
Jia Heng gently pinched the girl's pink cheeks and said: "Sister Yun, be good~"
Sometimes I feel that Xiangyun is as cute as an immature child.
Xiangyun held the tea cup, his eyes filled with water, and said, "Brother Heng drinks tea too."
Jia Heng nodded and said softly: "Sister Yun, I can take care of myself."
Xiangyun: "???"
What do you mean, does this mean you dislike the cup she used?
Then who was hugging her and being intimate with her just now?
At this moment, Jia Heng took a blue and white porcelain tea cup, lowered his eyes, and took a sip to suppress the sweetness in his mouth.
Xiangyun's eyes were as bright as water, with a hint of seriousness in his expression, and he said, "Brother Heng, why haven't you gone to play with your third sister recently?"
Jia Heng paused slightly and said, "Sister Tanchun? What happened to her recently?"
Xiangyun said unhappily: "During the time Brother Heng came back, he didn't talk to his third sister. It's not like he was when he was a child. My sisters are older and have more things to think about."
The little fat girl said this more because Baoyu made a fuss about Chai Dai's wedding yesterday, because Tan Chun's surname is Jia.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "Since I came back, I have been busy with two weddings. I am not as busy as I was last time."
In the meantime, I have to accompany the ladies in the backyard, so I really don't have much time to go and explore spring.
In fact, not only Tanchun, but Xichun was also like this. If he hadn't talked to Xichun for a while before, he might not have been able to talk alone before leaving Beijing.
Go and sit there these days.
Not only to visit the Spring Festival, but also to visit the Spring Festival.
Speaking of which, among the girls, Yingchun ranked second, and she must have reached the age of many people.
Xiangyun raised her beautiful hazy eyes, looked at the young man, and said: "The princess Xiao's sister is in the study, and it's not easy for the third sister to go find Brother Heng."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "I haven't talked to her recently. I'll go see her later."
After coming back, apart from welcoming the Spring Festival, Tanchun didn't get together much to talk.
In other words, I always felt that Tanchun was hiding from him during this period, for some unknown reason.
Xiangyun raised her pretty head, with charming and cute eyebrows, and said softly: "Brother Heng, when will you leave Beijing?"
Jia Heng hugged the little chubby girl with blushing cheeks and felt the plump and soft body approaching. He chuckled and said, "We've only been together for about ten days. Why, Sister Yun, do you still miss me so much?"
Will I stay with you?"
The little chubby girl is really chubby and thin, and her temperament... mainly focuses on being pink and smooth.
