It was the winter moon season, and the cold wind was as biting as a knife. The howling cold wind was blowing the flags of the cavalry behind them.
Jia Heng stared at the vermilion beams and pillars, and the eaves tiles above the city gate were covered with a layer of white snow. Looking at Chen Xiao beside him, he sighed with emotion: "It didn't delay the Chinese New Year."
Under Chen Xiao's curved eyebrows, with a pair of crystal clear eyes, he said with a faint gaze: "It's still a matter of debate whether we can live a quiet life this year."
On the way back, Chen Xiao and Jia Heng had learned about Qiu Liang's personnel adjustments to Jinyi Mansion through the old department of Jinyi Mansion.
Wang Shuirong of Beijing looked towards the city gate tower, with a hint of emotion on his handsome face.
It has been a few months since I left for this trip, and now I have defeated Liaodong and returned with great honor.
Accompanied by the sound of horse hoofbeats, thousands of horses entered the city from the city gate tower in a mighty manner.
And with Jia Heng's return to Beijing, the news spread like wildfire and spread throughout the Shenjing City.
Weiguo settled Liaodong fairly and returned to Beijing.
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Palace Garden, Kunning Palace
Outside the hall, the fresh wind was like a knife, and the coldness was overwhelming, but inside the hall, there was a blazing brazier, and the warmth was melting. The two streams of hot and cold air met on the window glass, and a thick layer of frost could be seen condensed.
"Ahem..."
Since the arrival of winter, Emperor Chongping's body has become increasingly unable to withstand the severe cold. He is holding a handkerchief and coughing non-stop, while his thin, sunken cheeks are as pale as gold paper.
Emperor Chongping put the handkerchief with streaks of bright red bloodstains aside gently and said softly: "Zitong, go make a cup of ginseng tea."
Empress Song's jade face, as crystal clear as snow, suddenly changed a little. Her tone was full of worry, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, I have already drank it before."
Emperor Chongping sighed, but did not continue calling for Ginseng Cha.
While Queen Song was talking, she sat close and said softly: "Your Majesty, you still have to take care of your dragon body."
Emperor Chongping waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "I won't die for a while."
When Empress Song heard this, she was frightened. A look of worry appeared on her slender face, and she said anxiously: "Your Majesty, why would you say such ominous words?"
In the palace, that word has always been taboo. Any palace maid or eunuch who dares to look grim will be dragged out and given a slap in the face.
"Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. I have worked hard for the country of the Han Dynasty all my life. Although I dare not compare with Mount Tai, I still feel worthy of the country and country that were entrusted to me by the ancestors of the Han Dynasty." Emperor Chongping said in his voice.
There is both pride and an unspeakable sadness.
What did he pay for? Old illness lingered on his bed, and he was blind.
At this moment, a brightly-dressed female official quickly entered the palace, looked at Emperor Chongping and Empress Song, and said, "Your Majesty, Duke Wei has come to Beijing."
As soon as these words came out, Emperor Chongping, who was gazing attentively, seemed to have a touch of joy on his sunken and thin cheeks, and he said quickly: "Zitong, call Ziyu into the palace quickly."
Empress Song's jade face, as crystal clear as snow, was also filled with traces of joy, and she said: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment."
While the beauty was speaking, she stood up and ordered Xia Shouzhong to go and greet Jia Heng.
After a while, Jia Heng and Chen Xiao were seen entering the palace garden together, and led by the inner prisoner into the Kunning Palace.
After bypassing several carved wooden screens and looking at the middle-aged emperor sitting on the soft couch, Jia Heng took a few steps quickly and said, "I have seen the Holy One. Long live the Holy One. Long live the Holy One."
Chen Xiao also stepped forward quickly and paid a courtesy to Emperor Chongping.
After hearing this, Emperor Chongping asked with a hint of kindness in his voice: "Ziyu, you're back."
"Your Majesty." Jia Heng raised his eyes and looked at the much older emperor.
At this moment, Empress Song turned her beautiful head and looked at the young man's clear and straight face. She seemed to have a little longing in her heart, and said in a softer voice: "Zi Yu, the ground is cold, you and Xiao'er get up.
"
Chen Xiao was listening on the sidelines, with her beautiful little head hanging down, and the corners of her mouth twitching involuntarily.
She really felt sorry for her lover.
Jia Heng thanked him, and then looked at Emperor Chongping. When he saw the white cloth wrapped in front of his eyes, he was inexplicably shocked.
It seems that there is already a big problem with the emperor's eyes.
Jia Heng's mood was complicated and inexplicable. At this moment, he probably had a complicated mentality of "happy and pitiful".
Because after the emperor goes blind, it means that his control over the court situation will become weaker. Maybe he will be somewhat safer, but that is not necessarily the case, and maybe he will be more suspicious.
The emperor has always wanted to be strong all his life, and to end up in this situation is undoubtedly heart-wrenching.
"Your Majesty, there was an attack on the Ancestral Temple earlier. I wonder what kind of villain did it?" Jia Heng asked, suppressing the complicated emotions that were surging in his heart.
A frosty chill appeared on Emperor Chongping's thin face, and he said: "It's the remnant of King Zhao! Chen Yuan and others are crazy, I suffered some injuries, but fortunately there is no danger and no other serious problems."
At this moment, Jia Heng did not ask carefully about the white strip of cloth wrapped around Emperor Chongping's eyes. Is there something wrong with his eyes?
Maybe the emperor at this moment will be jealous because of such a sentence.
Emperor Chongping noticed that the young man was suddenly silent, and at this moment, he asked: "Has the situation in Liaodong been stable when Ziyu comes back this time?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Winter has arrived in Liaodong. The original Jurchen Eight Banners tribe and the Mongolian tribes are all keeping to themselves. Moreover, even if they have different ambitions, our Beijing camp army is also stationed in Shengjing City, which is enough to deal with emergencies.
Condition."
Emperor Chongping's voice became a little lighter and he said: "That's good. You are returning to Beijing today. I was supposed to hold a banquet to wash away the dust, but now that you are injured, it's not easy to worry about it."
Jia Heng nodded, hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "The Holy Spirit really offended me when he said these words."
Emperor Chongping's face paused slightly, and he said softly: "In the past six months, Ziyu has gone deep into Liaodong and fought thousands of miles away. He has worked hard to eliminate the serious Jurchen troubles in Liaodong for my great Han Dynasty. How can I not know that he has worked hard and prepared for it?"
Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "I was humbled by the Holy Emperor when I was young. I have been a humble servant since I was a commoner. In the fourteenth year of Chongping, I was appreciated by the Holy Emperor in the inner study. Five years have passed and Liaodong is now in peace."
, I can also take a good rest and spend time with my wife at home."
At the end of the sentence, Jia Heng's voice was a little choked.
When Emperor Chongping heard this, he was silent for a while.
In other words, we have captured the emotion in Jia Heng's voice, as well as his indifferent ambition to "just throw away his clothes when things are done".
In a blink of an eye, five years have passed since Ziyu was introduced by Jinyang in the 14th year of Chongping to the 19th year of Chongping now.
Emperor Chongping nodded and said: "I have asked the cabinet to draft an imperial edict to promote him to the title of county king. After I return home, I will have a good rest. This great Han Dynasty will only be prosperous and prosperous, and I cannot do without your advice."
When Jia Heng heard this, he was silent for a moment and said, "I would like to thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."
The title is indeed that of a county king.
From the 14th year of Chongping to this world, it took five years to finally transform from a commoner in Liutiaoer Hutong, Ningrong Street, to the current king of the county, superior to the five nobles.
Since the founding of the Chen-Han Dynasty, there have only been four county kings. The Nan'an county prince was reduced to a marquis, and he will be the county king from now on.
This is a step in the rapid expansion of political influence, because he is not benevolent to Zuyin, but has grown from small to large, from weak to strong.
However, the emperor took the opportunity to have an attack in Jinyi Mansion again and punished all his men. This method of reward and punishment was truly the pinnacle of the emperor's mental skills.
The beauty of application lies in one intention.
However, Qu Lang and Liu Jixian came all the way from his early days, and he had to save them.
But the authority of Jinyi Mansion may not be preserved for the time being.
In other words, after the destruction of Liaodong, the objective conditions for internal control of Jinyi and external control of the Beijing camp no longer exist.
Emperor Chongping was silent, and then asked: "Ziyu's previous memorial to govern Liaodong mentioned that people should immigrate to the border areas and reclaim wasteland for farming. I heard that the land of Liaodong has always been bitter and cold, so is it suitable for people to live in?"
Although the emperor warned himself more than once in his hospital bed not to worry about state affairs anymore, he couldn't help it.
Jia Heng said: "Your Majesty, after the Chongping New Deal became popular, people all over the world increased their acres of land. Especially after the implementation of the policy of dividing land into acres, many people had the desire to have children. However, the population growth is bound to explode. There will still be less land and more people."
The land in Liaodong is vast. Although it is bitterly cold, the land is fertile and can grow many crops. We, the Han Dynasty, can introduce corresponding strategies to encourage reclamation and attract people to reclaim wasteland in Liaodong."
Emperor Chongping said: "You and the cabinet ministers will discuss this matter after a while."
Ziyu was indeed a versatile man in both civil and military affairs. If he could keep his innocent heart, he might be able to become the pillar of strength for the Han Dynasty.
Because Jia Heng’s status as the emperor’s son-in-law is inherently reasonable.
But the premise is that Jia Heng remains loyal.
Emperor Chongping was currently ill, and his mentality had changed a lot.
Emperor Chongping added: "You go and see Xianning later. She should be giving birth in a month or two. She hasn't seen you for half a year."
Jia Heng raised his hands and said yes.
Under the two spring-like eyebrows of Empress Song, her crystal clear eyes were like charming waves, and she said: "Ziyu, Xianning, Chanyue, and Yan'er are all in Funing Palace. You
Let’s go and take a look.”
It's not convenient at this time, so I asked Ziyu to go see Qianqian and Luo'er.
Jia Heng responded softly, took a deep look at Empress Song, met her shy and charming eyes, and followed Chen Xiao to Funing Palace.
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Funing Palace
Just when Jia Heng and Chen Xiao entered the palace to meet the saint, the nuns in the palace garden also hurried to Funing Palace to pass the news to Concubine Duanrong and Princess Xianning who were talking.
Concubine Duanrong's beautiful and beautiful face showed a happy face and said: "Xianning, Ziyu is back."
Princess Xianning's face, as beautiful as frost, was also filled with joy.
Li Chanyue and Song Yan, who were sitting not far away, had a look of joy on their petite and delicate faces.
At this moment, a tall, graceful and beautiful female official quickly crossed the threshold, entered the palace, and said, "The Duke of Wei and Princess Le'an are here."
While talking, I saw Jia Heng and Chen Xiao entering the palace hand in hand.
"Ziyu, Xiao'er is here." Concubine Duanrong called out with a flourishing smile on her graceful and gorgeous jade face, and said in a low voice.
"Sister Xiaoxiao." Li Chanyue also stared blankly at the young man in the python suit, her eyes filled with stars and moons full of longing.
Chen Xiao smiled and nodded, taking Li Chanyue's delicate hand with concern in his eyes.
Song Yan also stared at the boy in the python suit at this moment, with a pair of bright and shining eyes that seemed to be filled with charming clear waves.
After Jia Heng got married to Song Yan, he immediately led his troops to Liaodong.
At this moment, Jia Heng met the gazes of Li Chanyue and Song Yan, called out and said warmly: "Chanyue, Yan'er, long time no see."
Li Chanyue's petite and exquisite face seemed to show sweetness and happiness, and she said: "Mr. Xiao Jia."
Concubine Duanrong smiled and said, "It's been a long time since we last seen you."
Jia Heng nodded, and then looked at Princess Chen Xianning who was sitting on the embroidered pier. He did not shy away from the presence of Concubine Duanrong. He stretched out his hand to pull Princess Xianning's catkins and said: "This period in Xianning is...
Are you about to give birth?"
Under the eyebrows of Princess Xianning, her crystal clear eyes were as bright as water. She stared at the boy in the python suit and said softly: "Just wait for another month or two."
As she spoke, her slender hands gently stroked her bulging belly, and her round and round face was filled with sweetness and happiness.
The noble concubine looked at the young couple with a bright smile under her beautiful eyebrows.
Princess Xianning's face as white as jade seemed to be filled with happiness and sweetness, and she said softly: "Sir, don't you listen to the child right now?"
They all looked at the husband listening to the children over there.
Jia Heng's expression paused and he said, "Then I'll listen to you child."
As he spoke, Jia Heng knelt down and leaned against Princess Xianning's belly, as if he was listening softly to something.
Concubine Duanrong's bright and beautiful face seemed to be covered with a smile, and then she waved her hands to signal the female officials who pursed their lips and snickered not to laugh.
At this moment, Li Chanyue and Song Yan were watching this scene quietly, their faces full of envy and joy.
Jia Heng listened for a while, then stood up, looked at Princess Xianning with warm eyes, and said softly: "Xianning, will the child kick you?"
When Princess Xianning heard this, her face was filled with a blush of shame, her brows and eyes seemed to be moist with charming light waves, and she said softly: "I kick it every day."
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and joked: "This kid looks like you, but will be more naughty when he grows up."
Princess Xianning snorted softly, and under the shaving of her eyebrows, her clear eyes could not help but show clear waves, and said: "I can't say that I will be like Mr. in the future."
Li Chanyue's clear eyes were shining brightly on her side. She stared at the young man in the python suit and whispered: "Mr. Xiao Jia, the war in Liaodong is over."
Jia Heng nodded and said in a deep voice: "The war is over. From now on, there will be no more war in Liaodong."
Song Yan took over the conversation and said softly: "Brother Heng can take a good rest from now on."
Brother Heng had been married to her for such a long time, but the two of them had not really spent much time together.
Jia Heng also had some emotion on his face and said: "Yes, the world is at peace, but the northwest and Tibet will not be peaceful for a while."
Will the world really be at peace?
The emperor was lingering on the bedside, the Wei and Chu vassals were competing for the throne, and Chen Yuan was waiting for opportunities in the dark. Even he felt that the political situation in Shenjing was a bit confusing.
And Jinyi Mansion has been nominally out of his control.
But the emperor has never collapsed, so many things are like undercurrents, and it is uncertain when they will cause huge waves.
Jia Heng couldn't help but think wildly.
At this moment, under the beautiful eyebrows of Imperial Concubine Duanrong, her eyes were as bright as water. She stared at the young man in the python suit and said: "It's getting late now. Let the imperial kitchen prepare some food. Ziyu will use it here."
Go back after lunch."
Jia Heng said: "I would like to comply with your wishes."
Then, the palace maid and the eunuch prepared dishes and placed them on a lacquered wooden table. They were all delicious and delicious, and were exuding a steaming aroma.
Jia Heng, Princess Xianning, Song Yan, Li Chanyue, Chen Xiao and Concubine Duanrong sat down one after another.
Under the willow-shaped eyebrows of Duanrong Imperial Concubine, her beautiful eyes looked at Jia Heng with watery eyes and said: "When Ziyu comes back this time, will he investigate the attack on the Ancestral Temple?"
The pair of chopsticks in Jia Heng's hand paused in the air, he pondered for a moment, and said softly: "The Lord seems to have entrusted someone else to handle this matter."
In the Jinyi Mansion, all his old subordinates were completely wiped out by Emperor Chongping using Qiu Liang as a sword.
He currently has the fictitious title of Commander-in-Chief of Jinyi. He is afraid that when the army of the Beijing Camp is reorganized, his title of Deputy Envoy of the Jingying Camp will also be taken away.
At this moment, Li Chanyue picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks, picked up a piece of egg, and put it in Jia Heng's rice bowl. Under her eyebrows, her eyes were full of concern.
"Mr. Xiao Jia, please eat more." Li Chanyue responded softly and said softly.
Song Yan also picked up a piece of food and put it in Jia Heng's bowl. With her gentle and watery eyebrows, she also picked up a piece of yuba and put it in Jia Heng's bowl.
Jia Heng chuckled and said softly: "Thank you Yan'er."
Concubine Duanrong asked curiously: "Ziyu, what title has your Majesty granted Ziyu this time?"
Jia Heng's expression paused and he said, "He is the prince of the county."
Concubine Duanrong smiled. Although the beauty was nearly forty years old, her face was as gentle as water. She joked: "The four princes of the founding counties, Ziyu is now the fifth prince."
The beauty whispered, her eyebrows sparkling like water, she turned to look at Song Yan who was sitting down not far away, her face paused slightly, and she said softly: "The prince has four concubines, our Yan'er has to take them no matter what.
Let’s take one.”
Concubine Duanrong is also Song Yan's aunt, so she naturally has to fight for various rights and interests for her niece.
At this moment, the bamboo chopsticks in Song Yan's hand obviously paused for a moment, and her gentle and quiet eyes were raised, shining with dew, and she stared at the boy in the python suit.
Jia Heng said: "Yan'er is the wife of my Ming media, so she should be named a concubine."
Based on Song Yan's status, or the marriage grant at that time, she was indeed given the title of concubine.
And it’s not easy to explain to Sweet Girl.
As for Baochai and Daiyu, they were each a concubine, and they also had the title of a concubine, perhaps Zhen... Zhen Xi.
Otherwise, there will be twists and turns on Zhen Qing's side.
Hearing this, Song Yan gently licked her pink lips to moisten her lips, and her heart couldn't help but feel inexplicably happy.
She knew that Brother Heng would not let her down.
After having lunch with Imperial Concubine Duanrong and Princess Xianning, Jia Heng supported the pregnant Princess Xianning, walked in the palace for a while, talked for a while, and returned to Ningguo Mansion without lingering.
