Chapter 705 Zhen Qing: Jia Ziyu, do you know how precious I am today?
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Yangzhou ferry
The Yangzhou Mansion and the young man in python suit guarding the Jinyi Mansion looked at him, with sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, and a sword hanging on his waist.
Dozens of guards in uniforms behind him, in black hats and red robes, did not hold umbrellas. Only the guard in uniforms beside the young man held up an umbrella for the young man.
Jia Heng looked at Yuan Jichong, his eyes narrowed for a moment, then he looked at the Yangzhou officials and gentry who came to greet him, smiled and said: "Master Yuan, please introduce the folks from Yangzhou."
Seeing this, Yuan Jichong smiled and said: "Sir, there is still rain here, so it is inconvenient to talk. You might as well go to the restaurant to talk. A light banquet has been prepared there for you to catch the wind and wash away the dust."
Jia Heng smiled, but did not refuse. He said softly: "Master Yuan, please lead the way."
It just so happened that everyone was here, so I could recognize their faces and avoid arresting the wrong person later.
The Yangzhou gentry behind Yuan Jichong couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that the young man in python suit seemed to be very polite in his words, not as ferocious as those heard from Henan.
Some local gentry in Yangzhou were a little surprised at Jia Heng's young age, handsome appearance, and impressive bearing.
He secretly thought that he was truly worthy of being the young and successful Uncle Yong Ning.
For example, Jiang Tong, a salt merchant from Yangzhou, paused lightly while turning the Wenwan walnuts in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and could not help but feel a murmur in his heart.
Yangzhou has been a prosperous place since ancient times. The so-called Yangzhou thin horse is famous all over the world. There is a saying that since ancient times, heroes have been difficult to pass by beauties. Maybe you can give it a try?
Huang Rishan, Huang Cheng and others looked at each other and realized that they were all secretly speaking and difficult to deal with.
Xiao Hongsheng looked at the young man who was talking and laughing freely, his face became more solemn.
At this moment, among the gentry, Ma Xianjun, a Yangzhou salt merchant, had a ruthless look in his sunken cheeks. Cheng Peili, the Yangzhou salt merchant next to Mr. Ma, had a solemn face, and his eyes changed from
The young man who was looking forward to Zixiong moved sideways and stayed for a moment behind the guards of the Jinyi Mansion, feeling even more cold in his heart.
On the hill southwest of the Yangzhou city wall, several men wearing bamboo hats and raincoats were holding knives to protect them. They looked up at the people gathered at the ferry through a tree with lush branches and leaves and abundant rain.
The big man, who looked like an iron pillar, approached the young man wearing a bamboo hat and said in a low voice in broken Chinese: "Master, that pretty boy is Lao Shizi Yong Ningbo? He doesn't look like he has three heads and six arms. The Southern Emperor uses such a hairy head.
The boy is in charge of the army, is he an old fool?"
Under Duo Duo's thick eyebrows, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered: "To be able to become an important official of the Southern people at such a young age is by no means an easy thing, and should not be underestimated."
Since ancient times, heroes have emerged as young men. They joined the army and made meritorious deeds before they were young enough. When he was a teenager, he also followed his grandma on various expeditions. How can we underestimate the heroes of the world?
Moreover, as I collected the details of the Henan War in the past few days, I realized that Uncle Yongning was able to use thunderous means to quickly extinguish the civil unrest in the south, and his men had real abilities.
When he was a child, he heard his grandma say that every time a Central Plains dynasty was about to fall, a few heroes would appear and then fight with a group of idiots, such as Yue Fei in the former Song Dynasty.
It's a pity that his hero is my enemy!
This man must die!
Jia Heng, on his side, told Liu Jixian and his party to escort Daiyu and his party on the ship later, board the carriage and go to Yangzhou Salt Garden, and then be greeted by Yuan Jichong and other local officials in Yangzhou, and go to the restaurant where they were invited.
The restaurant is called Fuxing Restaurant, and it is a high-end restaurant in Yangzhou. Booking a banquet is expensive, but it is not difficult for those salt merchants who spend a lot of money.
Yangzhou cuisine is famous all over the world. Jia Heng sat down with a group of salt merchants, and Yuan Jichong introduced an old man at the head, who was Wang Shouqi, the leader of Yangzhou salt merchants.
"Old Wang Shouqi has met Uncle Yongning. He is really a handsome young man with extraordinary bearing. Now that we have met, he is even more famous." Wang Shouqi, the head of Yangzhou salt merchants, with gray hair, said with a smile.
The person in front of me is Jia Heng. He is really young, promising and in his prime.
Jia Heng looked at Wang Shouqi and said, "Mr. you're too polite."
As everyone was talking, they wanted to toast, but they saw the young man saying: "Everyone, I haven't been feeling well lately. The imperial doctor said that you should not drink alcohol and eat hair growth products, otherwise it will be harmful to the body and bones."
After the previous incident with Zhen Qing's mandarin duck pot, he had already taken precautions and would never fall into the same pit twice.
Even children know that they should not eat anything given by a stranger.
So Mopan really gave him a lot of wake-up call. If he learned a lesson and gained some wisdom, he would reward her next time. He could see that Mopan really liked to gallop around, and sometimes, he was like a sucker.
Holding the embroidered spring knife and the imperial guards in flying fish uniforms, Li Shu cupped his hands and said, "Captain, I'm here to drink on your behalf."
When everyone heard this, their faces were stunned.
Yuan Jichong laughed and said, "Uncle, it's been a long journey, and he has important things to do. It's really not easy to drink. Someone came and took all the wine away."
This is determined by the position of power. The privy minister in charge of the country and the minister of military aircraft naturally have the power to say no, and no one dares to challenge Jia Heng's etiquette.
Ma Xianjun's eyes were a bit gloomy, and he thought to himself, "You are such a cowardless person. Are you worried about being poisoned?"
It's not that I haven't thought about poisoning before, but this is almost a way to kill each other. They all have small businesses in Yangzhou, so how can they knock the jade against the porcelain?
Under the introduction of Yuan Jichong, Jia Heng got to know some officials and gentry in Yangzhou Prefecture. He pondered for a moment and said: "I came to Yangzhou to appreciate the prosperity of Yangzhou, but it is a sacred mandate..."
After saying this, he paused for a moment, but many people held their breath and almost raised their ears to listen to the young man's words.
Jia Heng said: "I have been ordered by Holy Order to reorganize the troops of the Jiangbei camp. As for other matters, the division of civil and military divisions, I am not involved. Previously, the Jiangbei camp contributed a lot to support the floods, but I heard that
Jinling has been in arrears with payment for some time, and the court attaches great importance to this matter."
His trip south this time was indeed to rectify the Jiangbei camp run by Uncle Shui Rong. As for the salt affairs, it was more in the name of Lin Ruhai, but it was within his scope to conduct a thorough investigation of the deficit.
When Yuan Jichong heard this, although he didn't believe it, he smiled and said: "In the past, the Jiangbei camp sent troops to assist the floods. Gaoying and other places were as safe as a rock. Many Yangzhou elders were impressed and donated money and materials to the soldiers of the Jiangbei camp."
The people present were dubious.
Because what Jia Heng said was reasonable and reasonable. He was a military minister and made his fortune by organizing and training troops. Now that military preparations were the main affairs of the imperial court, it made sense to come to Yangzhou for the Jiangbei camp.
At this time, Bao Zuhui winked at someone.
A middle-aged businessman wearing a military uniform stood up immediately, bowed his hands, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Yongning, I heard that the imperial court has reformed the salt service, estimated and sold salt imports, and reorganized the area. I wonder what Uncle Yongning thinks?"
Jia Heng glanced at the man and frowned, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he asked: "Isn't Mr. Qi Ge in charge of this matter? What is the unknown situation?"
At this time, Wang Shouqi just took over the conversation, with a smile on his old face, and said: "Uncle, we don't know what the regulations of the court are now. Uncle is an important military minister, so we know that the court is in order."
Jia Heng said: "I don't know much about the conduct of the cabinet minister Qi University. Besides, the imperial household department has its own regulations. How can outsiders be allowed to comment?"
When some people heard this, their suspicions suddenly disappeared.
Everyone in the world doesn't know that Uncle Yong Ning was at odds with Mr. Yang Ge from the Ministry of Household Affairs. Uncle Yong Ning even criticized each other with the Qi Party. He even impeached Mr. Yang Ge several times in court and asked for his resignation. Every political dispute was aroused.
It can be said that the disputes in the past fell into the eyes of bureaucrats in various provinces. Officials and businessmen with keen political sense have long known that Yong Ningbo and the Qi Party were not in harmony.
Jia Heng said: "But everyone, the Yangzhou Jiangbei camp cannot pay enough for the soldiers. I wonder why?"
Yuan Jichong smiled and said: "I happen to know some of the details of this matter. How about I explain it to you afterward? You have just arrived here, so you might as well have some food first."
Everyone nodded, and then began to agree and invite Jia Heng to dinner.
It's just that there is food but no wine, and everyone is talking, but it always feels boring, and I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.
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But on the other side, Chu Princess Zhen Qing also stopped the boat and led her younger sister Zhen Xue to a manor purchased in Yangzhou. Yangzhou was closer to Jinling, and the Zhen family purchased many manors and properties in Slender West Lake.
This beauty is like a delicate rose, every inch of her skin exudes a breathtaking charm, and her face is full of spring charm, bright and charming.
Well, I lived a second life.
"Hey, I'm so exhausted." As soon as they entered the wing, Princess Chu Zhen Qing sat on the soft couch, her voice was slightly lazy and greasy, which made the princess a little more playful.
While instructing the female officer to prepare hot water, he raised his eyes to look at his sister Zhen Xue, who was looking at her face in the mirror.
Zhen Xue looked in the mirror and took off the jade earrings from her earlobes. Her plump and soft face was as smooth as gelatin, and under her jade-white neck, her skin was as white as new hair.
Zhen Qing smiled sweetly, Mopan Huanyuan left the bed, came to Zhen Xue's side, waved her hand, and stepped away from the female official who was combing her hair. She held Zhen Xue's shoulders and said softly: "My sister is getting more and more beautiful, and her eyebrows are getting more melancholy."
Go, you are really like a flower, no wonder that person treats you..."
As he spoke, he whispered in Zhen Xue's ear.
The two sisters grew up together and now serve the same husband. It can be said that they have seen each other's coquettish behavior between the curtains. They are even closer than when they were sisters in the boudoir.
"Sister, what are you talking about?" Zhen Xue's beautiful eyebrows were curved, her gentle and watery cheeks were white and rosy, like flowers, charming and bright, blushing like a blush, her tone was annoyed.
Could it be that my sister is counting?
Zhen Qing suddenly had an evil spirit between her beautiful eyebrows, and she said in a cold voice: "I'm so angry just thinking about it! That bastard, you've been messing with me a lot these days!"
She also knew that something went wrong that day. After that, she knelt down like a slave and cleaned for that bastard. In Xuzhou, that bastard went even further and wanted her to kneel down on the embroidered couch for a few steps. It was simply
Crazy and unworthy of being a human being!
Bastard, bastard, Zhen Qing swears she will not be a human being unless she takes revenge!
When I think about this, I feel that my delicate body is so soft that I can hardly control myself.
However, when the Kaifeng Mansion was struggling, she took advantage of Zhen Qing's confusion and said a lot of humiliating words. Although Zhen Qing's tone was as delicate as a gossamer, she replied with a few curses, but she relied on her extraordinary physical strength.
, holding it and walking back and forth.
After that, the two fleets moved in tandem, but stopped in Xuzhou for a while, seizing the opportunity to teach Zhen Qing a lesson.
Thinking about the past, Zhen Xue's face turned red, she calmed down and said angrily: "Sister, you can't beat him, he... has too many tricks to manipulate people."
There are so many tricks, and I don’t know where they all were learned from. It’s hard to imagine that Jia Ziyu, who was striding forward on the carpet in front of the Xihe Palace with a cold eyebrow and a hidden edge, is the same person.
Zhen Qing's beautiful face was full of evil spirits, and she said in a cold voice: "Sister, just wait, one day, I will make him crawl at my feet!"
After a while, a scene suddenly reflected in the beauty's mind. She was dressed in a gorgeous dress, a phoenix crown, and a golden crown on her head. She was the mother of all the people. The bastard was kneeling on the ground, and she raised her foot and stepped on his shoulder.
"Jia Ziyu, do you know how expensive I am today?"
That bastard then kowtowed and cried bitterly, instead of treating her like...well, he could only add to her shoes anyway.
The world-famous Uncle Yongning, or later the Marquis of Yongning, or the King of Yongning, ended up being her dog...
Perhaps she was thinking deeply, and Zhen Qing's cheeks were slightly red. Just thinking about that scene made her whole body tremble, and she could hardly hold on.
Jia Heng didn't know that Princess Chu Zhen Qing had always had a strong temperament. Even though she was ashamed and happy, she still had a rebellious mentality in her heart and wanted to bite her back.
This is because he is not a professional, but instead makes the target develop dangerous ideas that are anti-customer-oriented.
Zhen Xue looked at her sister, who had her eyebrows raised, her eyes flowing, and she was already happy on the spot. Although she didn't know what her sister was fantasizing about, she could guess a little bit, and she roughly overwhelmed the man. From then on, she felt proud and proud, no longer lying down.
Go low and do small.
But in the past few days, there were two different offensive and defensive situations.
Youyou sighed, her eyes dazed.
Why bother? Both of them obviously... insist on fighting to the death!
Zhen Qing sat down and whispered: "Sister, just wait. Those who do evil will be killed. He doesn't know the insidious methods of those people. This is not a battlefield. It is easy to dodge open guns and hard to guard against hidden arrows."
, he just accepted an appointment from those merchants in Yangzhou and is having dinner now."
She also has channels with those salt merchants, and her subordinate Suzaku has a secret agent hiding beside those salt merchants.
The mythical beast of the Chu State is a fire-attributed spirit creature called the Suzaku, and Zhen Qing took this as her secret spy.
Zhen Xue frowned and turned around to look at her beautiful face. Because her bun was disheveled, she had the lazy look of a fluffy noble lady. She asked softly: "Sister, why didn't you remind him before?"
My sister obviously knew a lot about the salt merchant, but she didn't tell him, and she even wished him bad luck.
"Well, he has always been arrogant. It won't be too late until he suffers a big loss." Zhen Qing said in a quiet voice with a frosty face and a cold glint in her eyes.
At that time, if she lets that bossy bastard beg her, she can slowly take control of him. This is part of the plan.
Moreover, some matters also need to be separated from the salt merchants. Fortunately, the meddling is not deep, so even if there is disagreement, there is still room for redemption.
Zhen Xue said softly: "Sister, is he in danger?"
Zhen Qing saw something gloomy in her eyes and whispered: "Don't worry, sister, I won't let him die."
If she is plotted by those people's dirty tricks, then she will die as well. Not just anyone can be her master... Well, no, dog.
While I was thinking about it, suddenly the nun outside reported: "Princess, Uncle Lin is here."
Yangzhou and Jinling can be crossed by boating across the river. The people coming from the Zhen family had already received the news that the two concubines of the Zhen family had arrived in Yangzhou, so they had to send someone to pick up the two sisters with their families.
"Let him drink tea and rest first. My sister and I have to take a bath and change clothes." Chu King Zhen Qing returned to her cold and charming attitude and said softly.
As for the second concubine, who has a distinguished status, she is naturally qualified to make the people from the Zhen family wait for a while.
Zhen Qing took Zhen Xue's arm and chuckled: "Sister, let's go take a bath first."
I felt that along the way, before and after, inside and out, I was filled with the smell of that bastard, and I needed to take a bath.
Zhen Lin was a garrison in Nanjing. She had previously carried grain to Huai'an Prefecture for sale. Because Jia Heng's blade turned inwards, Mrs. Zhen warned her.
At this moment, Zhen Lin was not in a hurry after hearing her grandmother's reply. She sat in the flower hall, drinking tea and waiting, her brows furrowed and her mind kept thinking.
The news that Uncle Yongning was welcomed into the city by a group of Yangzhou officials and gentry was known to Zhen Lin, who had arrived in Yangzhou a day earlier, and was thinking about Jia Heng's purpose today.
In fact, even the Yangzhou salt merchants were imagining that Jia Heng did not come here with the intention of digging out leek roots. How could such a large net be uprooted?
How determined is the court, and what level will it investigate?
As for all being imprisoned, aren't you afraid of chaos in Jiangnan?
This is the luck mentality of people, who always have illusions and are always unwilling to face the bloody reality, or are too optimistic about the situation and unwilling to smash bottles and cans.
It can be as big as a game between great powers, or as small as... forget it, let's stop there.
The struggle is never about treating guests to dinner, it is about life and death!
But after Zhen Lin waited for a while, she saw Princess Chu Zhen Qing and sisters Zhen Xue coming out side by side. I don’t know if it was Zhen Lin’s imagination. The two princesses had skin as good as snow and a noble temperament. Their buns were like clouds and their pearls were shining.
Jade makes your temperament radiant and noble.
Zhen Lin didn't dare to look at it and said secretly, the rice grain of Gaomen Xunfu in Shenjing is really good for people.
Let’s not mention that the Zhen sisters saw people coming from the Zhen family, but they said that the Yanyuan Yamen——
Lin Daiyu, accompanied by the guards of Jinyi Mansion, rode a carriage to Yangzhou Yanyuan Yamen. She got off the eight-treasure glazed hairpin carriage from the back door, and entered the courtyard surrounded by a large number of nuns and maids.
"Dad." Daiyu looked across at the middle-aged scribe standing under the eaves of the corridor. In the blink of an eye, countless memories from her childhood flooded into her mind, causing the young girl to freeze on the spot. After a while, her eyelashes were filled with tears.
, vision is hazy.
Before anyone could say anything, tears were about to flow.
Lin Ruhai looked at her now slim daughter and asked, "Yu'er, where is Ziyu?"
Daiyu: "???"
Dad is calling Uncle Heng? Who is his biological child?
Yuanyang answered from the side: "Mr. Lin and Uncle Heng were greeted by local officials in Yangzhou when they entered the city."
Lin Ruhai nodded, looked at Daiyu lovingly, and said happily: "Yu'er, come here and let daddy take a look."
Seeing this, Daiyu came close enough to hold Lin Ruhai's hand and murmured: "Daddy."
"Yu'er has grown taller and is now a big girl." Lin Ruhai said with emotion, her eyes dazed.
We haven't seen each other for several years, but after all, she is a serious scholar-bureaucrat, and she doesn't act like a daughter. Her eyes were moist for a moment, and after a while, Lin Ruhai collected her emotions.
