Xie Zaiyi felt a little unhappy after this failure of pretense, but when he saw Jia Heng's warm words of relief, he became even more moved.
How to put it this way, being polite to a corporal is not just a humble gift but also needs to provide emotional value. Although Jia Heng will not always eat at the same table or sleep in the same bed, he still shows his sincerity.
"Brother Xie, why don't we have a few drinks together when we get to the mansion?" Jia Heng said with a smile.
Xie Zaiyi happily agreed and said: "Escort Ziyu back first."
At this time, Dong Qian was also close enough to come over. Jia Heng nodded and asked Wen Yan: "Cousin, are your injuries better?"
Dong Qian smiled and said: "They are just superficial injuries. They are no longer serious. I was just going to ask you when I need to return to the Yamen."
Zheng's words actually had some influence on this small schoolmaster of the Five Cities Military and Horse Division. However, this person's idea was not to stay at home all the time, but to go out and do something and take the opportunity to make some contributions.
"Well, let's go to the Yamen tomorrow. The deputy commander Feng Xiaolou in Zhongcheng colluded with the bandits. You will lead his people as a hundred households first." Jia Heng thought for a while and said.
It's not that he can't promote his cousin to the position of deputy commander in one step. This is his authority, but in fact it is not a good thing for his cousin. He will suddenly rise to a position without success and will not convince the public.
As for my cousin, who was previously the commander-in-chief, he skipped the position of trying to test hundreds of households and jumped one level to become a hundred households. It would not be too blinkered. After all the people under Feng Xiaolou are sorted out, he will make some achievements and then
Promoted to deputy commander.
Dong Qian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, nodded and said: "Okay."
Cai Quan smiled and said, "Congratulations."
I think he fought a lot and gave a lot of favors for the position of one hundred households, but now it's just a matter of words.
Jia Heng then looked at Xie Zaiyi and said: "Brother Xie, if he is not abandoned, I am willing to hire him as the commander of Dongcheng. Now that Dongcheng is in chaos due to banditry, I wonder if I dare to take him over or not?"
Xie Zaiyi smiled and said: "It's just Dongcheng, why don't you dare!"
On the premise that he has not made any minor achievements, being promoted from the position of Baihu to the command of Dongcheng is considered a courtesy and grand ceremony.
The commander of a city, even though he is only the sixth rank, has a low position and weight, which is more important than Cai Quan's Deputy Qianhu.
Seeing this, Jia Heng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll call Mr. Fan later and we'll go back and have a drink together."
I just slept in the carriage for a while and will be refreshed now. Now the team is formed and we are gathering together.
Again, now he has gradually formed a political force. Even if this force is still very weak, it is still a political force.
As for Fan Yi, let alone being trapped by the enemy, Juren who had made suggestions for the bandits was not worthy of his previous efforts to win over him.
Problem, he also wanted to find a Jinshi to give advice.
But a serious Jinshi would like to hang out with him?
Without waiting for him to open a government office and build a government office, he would almost be humiliating himself by letting officials with Jinshi background serve as his staff.
In other words, the prince can try to recruit officials with Jinshi background, and they may not be willing to take political risks.
Only those scholars who have political ambitions want to be emperor's teacher or national teacher.
As for the existence of imperial masters and national masters, they are not miraculous. They have existed since ancient times.
Even in future generations...
In short, don't think of people as talents, especially when Fan Yi has been in the bandits' den for so long.
"Although Fan Yi has been pardoned by the emperor, in fact, there is no chance of him becoming an official. No one will use him, but I can. Only such a person can be undistracted and follow his benefactor forward.
." Jia Heng got on the carriage, closed his eyes, and thought: "Mr. Song from the Imperial College, some time ago, it seems that he was also discouraged by the imperial examination and had the intention of becoming an official. He will wait a few days to see if he can be hired.
When working in the Military and Horse Department of the Five Cities, one is correct and the other is strange, one is bright and the other is dark, and the civil servants who are in charge of writing and writing are almost the same."
Jia Heng thought and headed towards Ningrong Street.
Ningguo Fuzhong
In the inner house, the lights were brightly lit, and the figures of two beauties were reflected on a carved glass screen.
Qin Keqing was chatting with Sister Feng. Beside her were Ping'er, Zhou Ruijia and other maids, and the mother-in-law stood with her hands down.
Sister Feng came to Dongfu after dinner, and her purpose of coming was to check the accounts.
Sister Feng took Qin Keqing's hand, with a bright smile on her face, and said: "My Grandma Heng, Brother Heng didn't come back last night, so you don't have to worry about which woman's bed he can afford to sleep on."
A trace of sadness appeared on Qin Keqing's face like a hibiscus, and she said softly: "Good sister-in-law, if this is the case, I can sleep better at night, and it is better than worrying that he will fight with others again."
Sister Feng: "..."
Although I knew these were the true words of the beauty in front of me, it still sounded a bit awkward.
Qin Keqing sighed and said, "He didn't come home all night last night. I sent someone to deliver a letter this morning, saying that he was tied up by official duties and stayed at the old house for one night."
After hearing this, Sister Feng smiled and said: "Brother Heng is becoming more and more powerful now. He is in charge of the army and horse department in five cities. I heard that his subordinates are in charge of tens of thousands of people. He is so busy every day that his feet never touch the ground. Old lady
The day before yesterday, we talked about conferring titles, holding banquets, and worshiping ancestors in the ancestral hall, but now that he, the head of the Jia clan, is not in the house, it is difficult for everyone to handle it by themselves."
Previously, Jia Heng was knighted as General Yun, and originally wanted to hold a banquet at Ning Mansion to celebrate that night, but something happened during the process that Dong Qian was beaten, and then he was sent to Faden Wengu, and he was reminded of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division.
, being delayed by all kinds of things, it is impossible for the Rongning and Ningfus to celebrate without Jia Heng as the person involved. It would be too shameful.
Qin Keqing chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law is not bad either. I heard that second brother Lian is also a fellow scholar."
Sister Feng raised her eyebrows when she heard this. There was something strange in Danfeng's eyes. She picked up the tureen and said with a smile: "The donated officials are not doing serious work, they are just for decoration."
Qin Keqing smiled and said, "It's not necessary to work hard. I think my sister-in-law and brother Lian can spend more time together."
Of course, these words are just words of comfort. Which daughter doesn't want her husband to go out and live in eight rooms and make promises.
When Sister Feng heard Qin Keqing's words, she felt even more strange. She thought to herself that her family members, Lian Er, were not working as officials and were away from home every day. She didn't know where she was lying on the bed at the moment.
Thinking about this, I feel more and more depressed.
I didn't realize before that it would be a big deal if my man didn't go out to be an official, but now I think of that young man's majestic appearance, and I feel a little disappointed in my heart.
"A man should still think of his uncle and... Brother Heng, and go out to serve as an official." Sister Feng thought, her red phoenix eyes under her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows slightly drooped, she lowered her head and took a sip of tea, but she also felt that this idea was a little bit deep in her heart.
……Danger.
Well, there's nothing dangerous. Brother Heng is like an uncle.
Sister Feng took a sip of tea and thought about it in her heart.
Just when they were having different thoughts, they heard a surprised call from the front yard, "Grandma Heng, uncle is back, he's back."
Then, a woman entered the inner hall, walked around the screen, and couldn't help but said with joy: "Grandma Heng... uh, Grandma Lian, uncle is back."
But the mother-in-law saw Sister Feng, and didn't think much about it. She paused, thinking she couldn't be rude, but called out.
However, there is Grandma Heng in the front and Second Grandma Lian in the back. This is usually fine, and it did not make Qin Keqing, Ping'er and others in the flower hall feel strange at this moment.
But when these words fell in the ears of Sister Feng, who had a strange thought, they caused ripples in her heart. She looked stunned for a moment and looked at the old woman with shame and anger.
But within a moment, he was forcibly expelled from the bottom of his heart.
What was she thinking about? She was so confused.
Brother Heng just looks a little more prestigious, how could her family...
She was really stunned. It was wrong for her to compare the two people.
Sister Feng didn't dare to think about it anymore, her face returned to that charming smile, she looked at Qin Keqing aside and said, "Okay, don't worry now, everyone is back."
"Sister-in-law, let's go and greet her right away," Qin Keqing said softly.
However, I heard the woman say: "Grandma Heng, the second master has brought some official officials. It is not convenient to meet in front now."
When Qin Keqing heard this, Yu Rong paused, looked at Sister Feng aside, and said, "Sister-in-law, let's wait here. Baozhu, you go to the front yard to take a look first."
Bao Zhu, who was standing quietly by the side, responded with a smile and headed towards the front yard.
Letting the orb pass was obviously a way of telling Jia Heng to express his longing for his return.
Sister Feng said with a smile: "Wait a minute, I have to ask him carefully where he went yesterday and how to let his brothers and sisters wait in the boudoir."
"Sister-in-law, what nonsense are you talking about?" Qin Keqing was so embarrassed when she heard this, obviously unable to withstand Sister Feng's teasing.
Both of them were beauties with charming looks. They were laughing and joking at this moment, which was quite breathtaking and beautiful, but no one had the pleasure to see this scene.
Ping'er looked at the scene of the two chatting and laughing, and felt a little emotional in her heart. She could see that Second Grandma Lian really liked playing with Grandma Heng, and the two people's personalities were indeed quite compatible.
It's just that Grandma Heng has a soft side and knows how to overcome strength with softness, while Grandma Lian has a strong heart.
But in the front yard, in the flower hall, Jia Heng greeted Cai Quan, and Xie Zaiyi took a seat in the flower hall, and then ordered the kitchen to prepare wine and food, planning to have a banquet with Xie Zaiyi, Cai Quan, Fan Yi, Dong Qian and others in the front hall.
Jia Heng said: "Brothers, the emperor has said that the security of Shenjing should be improved after the new year. At least Dongcheng can no longer allow Jianghu gangs to wreak havoc and cause trouble. I also need all brothers to work together and help me.
"
Xie Zaiyi nodded and said: "Ziyu, I have also heard some rumors about the incident in Dongcheng. We need to make great efforts to suppress it."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "I was just going to borrow my brother Xie's courage."
A few people were talking. At this time, the bead curtain made a sound, and Baozhu walked out from the inside. He said with a smile: "Uncle, grandma was talking about you just now, you are back."
Hearing this, Jia Heng smiled and said, "Go back first and say I'm having a banquet."
Hearing this, Baozhu glanced at Xie Zaiyi, Cai Quan and others, nodded, turned around and left to reply.
Cai Quan smiled and said: "Brother Heng and his sister-in-law are newly married, so they should go back and have a look."
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup on the side and said in a clear voice: "I'm not busy later."
Because Jia Heng became an official and became more dignified, Cai Quan could not tell Jia Heng some of the jokes that men would make when they were together. In fact, even the Yi Heng brothers were gradually feeling less confident, but they still endured it and did not change their words.
When a few people talk, they just talk about business.
"What methods do Brother Heng intend to use to renovate Dongcheng?" Cai Quan asked.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "This morning, the Holy Emperor has given me the Emperor's Sword. I have some plans in my mind and I need the help of my brothers."
"Sword of the Emperor?" Fortunately for Cai Quan, he had already known that Jia Heng was wearing the Sword of the Emperor before, so when he heard the story again, he was not as shocked as he was at the beginning, but both Fan Yi and Xie Zaiyi's expressions suddenly changed.
Especially Xie Zaiyi, whose determined eyes showed surprise and uncertainty.
He hadn't heard of things like the Emperor's Sword and Shang Fang's Sword for many years. How important was this?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in my heart.
The last trace of pride that was originally hidden in my heart was also worn away.
Without him, since the founding of the Chen-Han Dynasty, the Emperor's Sword has been bestowed upon less than five people. The first four were all Taizus. During the Taizong period, they were given to famous ministers and generals to oversee a region.
Even the current governor only awards royal orders and flags.
Fan Yi frowned and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is wearing the Emperor's Sword, and your responsibilities are very important. It can be said that the Emperor is watching over you, so this job must be done without leakage."
Being given the Emperor's Sword is both an honor and a kind of pressure, and one has to do the job without leakage.
Cai Quan and Xie Zaiyi both nodded.
Jia Heng said: "We still need all the brothers to help us."
Everyone didn't even dare to say it.
Jia Heng said: "Actually, I have a vague plan about this matter. I need to meet someone tomorrow before I can make any plans."
The best way is to decapitate their leaders and kill all the bandit leaders of the Sanhe Gang. Then the remaining gangsters will not be able to organize effective resistance, such as coercing work into chaos.
Then, he isolated the troops from the Beijing camp and suppressed the canal work.
Otherwise, if they are allowed to join forces to help others, it will easily lead to turmoil, and then the errands will not be run smoothly.
"If you don't move, the ground will shake. If you move, you will be decapitated with a thunderous blow. This cannot be done without the support of intelligence. You need to know where the Sanhe Gang bandit leader is hiding and his route of action..." Jia Heng condensed.
He frowned, thinking.
Tomorrow, he planned to meet Qu Lang and Zhao Yi from Jinyiwei and start planning.
At this time, the chef also prepared some cold dishes and brought them out, and everyone began to eat and drink while talking.
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Prince Qi's Mansion
Compared with the drunken atmosphere in the Ningguo Mansion, the Qi Prince's Mansion, which was demoted to a county prince, seemed a bit gloomy and gloomy. In the study, the lights were brightly lit and the figures were longing.
Eight internal guards in rich robes and black crowns were guarding the study room with knives inside and outside.
Princess Xiang of Qi, her two concubines, and several concubines were all waiting under the eaves of the corridor, looking at King Qi inside through the carved wooden window lattice.
Each face, either gorgeous or soft, was filled with worries.
King Qi was lying in front of the desk, with a thick mattress under his buttocks. Although his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, he had been beaten several times in the palace in the morning. Now he was sweating and burning.
The King of Qi was holding a brush and writing vigorously. Beside him was a whole stack of manuscripts, on which were densely written "The Analects of Confucius: Li Ren". The distinction between a gentleman and a villain ran through almost the entire article.
King Qi was copying with a pen, and the handwriting became more and more scrawled. His big, chubby face, and his facial features were somewhat distorted. At this moment, he didn't know why, but he always felt sick in his stomach.
Especially when he looked at the words "gentleman", "villain" and "benevolence" all over the paper, for some reason, he found that he no longer recognized these five words and felt very strange.
"Damn it, go to hell with the gentlemen and villains, they are all hypocrites!"
King Qi cursed in his heart. After many years, he still vaguely remembered the fear of being punished to copy his name a hundred times when he was a child.
That feeling of being disgusted just by looking at your own name...
The King of Qi carried a writing brush, and under the supervision of a group of internal guards, he could only copy, even if he found someone to write for him.
After a long time, King Qi took a deep breath, threw the brush aside, his forehead was covered with sweat, and said: "Come here, bring me a bowl of honey water."
At this time, Princess Xiang, who was outside, was carrying a food box and hurriedly walked towards the study, but she saw two cold-faced guards on the opposite side reaching out to stop her.
"Princess, the prince is not allowed to come in until he has finished copying," the inner guard said coldly.
"I have finished copying. You have read this ten times and quickly checked it." King Qi dragged his fat body out of the Grand Master's chair and shouted to the inner guard.
The inner guard turned back to look at King Qi, checked a pile of manuscripts, pulled out a few sheets from the manuscripts with an expressionless face, and said: "Your Majesty, these sheets are too sloppy and need to be rewritten."
"Rewrite? Damn you, do you know what you are saying? Are you talking in human language? My handwriting is so sloppy and ugly, don't you want to read it?" King Qi said angrily.
The inner guard had no expression on his face and refused to give in. He said coldly: "Your Majesty, if you don't rewrite it and send it to the Holy One, I'm afraid... you will be punished even more."
The anger on King Qi's face seemed to be suppressed. He grabbed a few scrawled manuscripts in his hand and tore them up violently. Amidst the snowflakes on the paper, a fat face was almost distorted.
After a while, there was a banging sound, and various antique vases around him were smashed. He vented his anger, and King Qi gasped for air.
He walked to the desk and said, "I...rewrite!"
His face was as heavy as water, and he was holding a pen in his hand, writing stroke by stroke, each stroke seemed to write down the anger and hatred in his heart.
Outside, some of the concubines of King Qi even wiped away tears when they saw King Qi losing his temper.
Princess Xiang, dressed in a light yellow palace dress and a gold hairpin on her head, almost said nothing, just holding a food box, standing there, looking at King Qi quietly, as if
There is a hint of sadness hidden between the painted eyebrows.
The maid on the side, Luan Tao, wanted to reach out and take it, but Princess Xiang shook her head gently and refused. Her weak voice was a little firm, and she said: "Your Majesty is inside, I'm waiting for him to come out."
The maid Luan Tao sighed softly, knowing her master's thoughts well and showing admiration in her eyes.
Princess Xiang is the first wife of King Qi. Although she is a daughter of a small family, she has a resolute temperament and is the only mistress in the house who can advise King Qi.
In the distance, there were soft footsteps, and three figures of different fat and thin shapes were projected on the wall. Dou Rong, Xu Shaozhen, and Monk Huitong stood in front of the Moon Gate, looking at the brightly lit study room with a heavy security guard.
Secretly upset.
Unexpectedly, the emperor completely ignored common sense and did not care whether the prince did it or not. He did not investigate and directly punished him. Moreover, this time he even sent internal guards to put the prince under house arrest. It was almost a warning that what would happen if he continued to engage in small actions.
Real confinement!
This...if the Sanhe Gang causes trouble again next time, won't the blame still have to be placed on the prince?
It’s not reasonable anymore!
And Jia Heng, after ambushing a member of the Sanhe Gang just now, was he still on guard?
