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Chapter 738 Duduo: Make that despicable kid pay the price!

 Zhen Family Manor, in the inner hall of the back house

Mrs. Zhen said in a low voice: "Shen Jiefu took the lead. Now that the weapons and equipment in the north of the Yangtze River are insufficient, we can only rely on the supply in the south of the Yangtze River. Your fourth brother has ruined other people's affairs, and I'm afraid there will be no good."

Zhen Zhu frowned and said: "Mother, how can you say that I ruined the child's arrangement? He has no means to suppress the two third-grade civil servants from the Ministry of War and the governor's office of Liangjiang. Otherwise, the Jiangbei camp will be used first.

Armed with ordnance, this is not a difficult task."

How can you blame him?

Zhen Yingjia frowned, turned to look at Zhen Zhu, and said in a deep voice: "Fourth brother, please stop saying a few words."

Hearing this, Zhen Zhu felt a little unhappy and said in a low voice: "That's it, brother, just discuss it with your mother. I'll go back to the courtyard to rest."

Zhen Yingjia frowned and looked at Mrs. Zhen for advice.

Mrs. Zhen said angrily: "Let him go back and rest. What else can he do here besides causing trouble?"

After Zhen Zhu left, Zhen Yingjia comforted her and said, "Mom, don't worry too much. Didn't Ziyu promise to come to our house earlier? Besides, today, Xue'er also went over to look at Xinxin, thinking that she could convey this to our family.

some kindness.”

Zhen Qing was sitting aside. She picked up the tea cup with her delicate hands, put her flaming red lips on the porcelain cup, took a sip of tea, heard the words, and said softly: "Before my sister left, I explained to her and asked Heng

Brother, when will you come over?"

Mrs. Zhen nodded, looked at Zhen Yingjia, and asked, "Brother Heng only went to the Ministry of War today?"

Zhen Yingjia muttered: "Mother, Brother Heng not only went to the Ministry of War today, but also went to the Ministry of Household to ask for pay."

"Oh, what should I say?" Mrs. Zhen asked.

Zhen Yingjia said: "I heard that I went to the Ministry of Household Affairs to put pressure on Tan Jie, the Minister of Household Affairs, and asked him to allocate food and salary within a time limit."

As he said this, he told the story of the servant's inquiry. Originally, during the Longzhi period, the Zhen family was tasked with helping Emperor Longzhi to spy on the political situation and people's sentiments in the south of the Yangtze River. They had many information channels in Shenjing City.

When Mrs. Zhen heard this, hesitation appeared on her old face and she said, "What did the Ministry of Household Affairs say?"

"What else can I say? Shilang Tan won't be able to survive the impeachment. He has been helping Ziyu raise food and wages in the past two days." Zhen Yingjia said.

Zhen Qing felt a little solemn as she listened to the conversation of several people.

Mrs. Zhen turned around and asked: "Girl Qing, did Brother Heng tell you when he will come?"

Zhen Qing put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Old lady, it's just these two days. In a few days it will be August 15th. We have to meet each other during the festival, so there is no need to be too nervous, old lady."

Worried."

Mrs. Zhen nodded and said, "This is the only way."

Let's see what we say after we meet.

At this moment, the aunt outside said: "The third master is back."

Zhen Xuan, the third eldest son of the Zhen family, dressed as a scholar and with an elegant face, came quickly from outside with a smile on his face, saluted and said: "Mother."

"You're back? Sit down." Mrs. Zhen pointed to the embroidered pier beside her and said softly.

Zhen Xuan sat down.

At this time, Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi, who were beside Zhen Qing, stood up and saluted Zhen Xuan, calling their father and third uncle. One was about the age of a hairpin, with a red silk face, and the other was in a lotus skirt, with a graceful aura like a stream.

Zhen Xuan nodded, looked at his daughter Zhen Lan, and said, "Lan'er, how are you preparing for today's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival?"

The Zhen family had a garden called Wangyuan, where Zhen Xuan often held poetry gatherings and invited high-ranking officials in Jinling City to show off their daughters and sons.

Of course, the women were talking on the waterside pavilion, looking at each other with curtains, and then floating water boats on the winding water, composing poems. At the same time, some courtesans from the Qinhuai and Huaihe Rivers would also be invited, and the Qing courtiers would give a speech.

The young men playing music is also a way of observing people.

This is the reason for the popular style of Jiangnan, beautiful pink and white.

As Zhen Xuan's daughter, Zhen Lan happens to be the host this year.

Zhen Lan said softly: "It has been prepared. Princess Zhongxian of the Wang family has also been helping with the preparations recently."

King Zhongxian was the brother of Taizong of the Chen Han Dynasty, and he was also the only remaining idle prince of a line that had gone through the ups and downs of the Taizong Dynasty. This lineage lived in Jinling, and their bloodline gradually became farther away from the royal family. In government affairs, apart from doing business,

Most of them are eating, drinking, having fun, and participating in cultural gatherings, so I often participate in some activities.

At this time, Mrs. Zhen looked at the father and daughter and asked, "Xuan'er, don't forget to send an invitation to Uncle Yongning."

There was a trace of beauty and charm between Zhen Qing's eyebrows, and she said softly: "Old ancestor, Brother Heng is busy with military affairs, so he may not have time."

"Whether you come or not is another matter, but you should still show the proper etiquette." Old Mrs. Zhen said softly: "Besides, no matter how busy you are, you have to celebrate August 15th, right?"

If Jia Heng can be invited in the name of the Zhen family, then the position of the Zhen family will at least be clearer in the eyes of people in the south of the Yangtze River. Those officials will naturally adapt to the situation, at least in the case of Emperor Chongping in Beijing.

sub option.

Zhen Qing smiled, her beautiful eyes painted with rose-red eyeshadow flashed, and she somewhat understood the key point, and said softly: "Then I will listen to my ancestors."

Zhen Xi blinked and listened quietly to Mrs. Zhen's conversation with Zhen Qing.

Jia Heng, whom her father often cursed at home, seemed like a good person last time she saw him. Is he really that bad?





Ningguo Mansion, in the study

It was in the afternoon, the wind and rain were heavy outside, but the rain had stopped inside the house. Jia Heng held Zhen Xue's waist with both hands, hugging each other tightly, pressing his cheek against the beauty's slightly hot jade face, her delicate lips

Beads of sweat tangled together, enjoying this moment of peace with Yin Ren.

Zhen Xue's originally as white as jade face and neck were already as red as rouge, and the white part was rosy. The charming charm overflowed from the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, her rose lips were moist, and her soft and waxy voice was obviously a bit delicate.

Qiao said in a low voice: "Ziyu... I have to go to Jiming Temple later."

After all the trouble just now, the young man became even more obsessed with himself than before.

Jia Heng said: "Xue'er, it's raining so heavily outside, it's inconvenient to travel, so we can only go another day."

It rained today, so it was obviously impossible to go. Due to objective reasons, Daiyu wouldn't say anything.

Zhen Xue leaned her hairy head against Jia Heng's arms, enjoying the entanglement of the young man behind her, and whispered: "Then I have to tell Miss Lin later."

Jia Heng gave a soft "hmm" and asked: "Xue'er, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days. Xinxin is here to celebrate the festival, so why don't you come over so that the three of us can have a good time together."

When Zhen Xue heard this, her soft and gentle face was as bright as fire. Especially when she heard the words of a family of three, she felt ashamed and happy deep in her heart, but she said: "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be here in a few days. Ziyu still writes diligently at home.

Writing letters is the way to go."

He still has a wife in his family, so he can't be left out in the cold because of her.

Jia Heng's face paused slightly and he whispered: "I wrote a letter to my family some time ago and sent some local specialties from Yangzhou."

Zhen Xue's beautiful eyes were slightly moistened, her teeth were biting her cherry lips, and she couldn't say much.

The two were talking, and Jia Heng whispered in his ear: "Xue'er, I'm very happy that you can take the initiative to come to me this time."

Under Zhen Xue's beautiful brows, one cheek was as red as blood. She just curled her eyelashes and trembled, closed her beautiful eyes, and let the young man have a snowball fight behind her.

This person would never stop tossing her, and for some unknown reason just now, he didn't have the usual pity for her, but rather he treated her like a sister.

Alas, it was all caused by that good brother.

The couple were obsessed with each other for a while. Jia Heng looked at the sky and said softly: "Xue'er, okay, I'll go talk to Sister Lin."

He would also go to find Daiyu later, but before that, he should take a bath to wash away the dust.

"Well, you go first, I... I can clean up." Zhen Xue said softly, and suddenly her soft and soft voice trembled, Qiong snorted, her bright eyes were charming, and she looked at him angrily

Jia Heng.

Jia Heng gently pinched Zhen Xue's pink and smooth face, and the collagen in one hand was in her early twenties. She had just graduated from college. Although she had a daughter, she was a little more mature.

, took the handkerchief and wiped it, and looked at Zhen Xue, whose eyebrows were full of charm and her head was lowered and she was busy.

Jia Heng's eyes were a little dark, maybe he could try not to miss anything next time.

Thinking like this, I straightened my clothes, left the study room refreshed, and came under the eaves of the corridor. I saw Chen Xiao standing under the eaves of the corridor with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the rain.

The raindrops are thousands of threads, like a bead curtain, while the girl stands holding a knife. The flying fish pattern embroidered on the flying fish suit is exquisitely embroidered, which is so ingenious that she can't help but whisper: "Xiaoxiao, why are you standing here?"

Chen Xiao turned his eyes and glanced at the energetic young man with clear eyes, and said coldly: "Maybe if someone comes in and sees you, it will be a scandal spread throughout the world."

Jia Heng said: "Then it's time for Xiaoxiao."

As he said this, he washed the snow on his hands with the rain that was pouring continuously on the eaves tiles.

Chen Xiao raised her eyebrows, her eyes narrowed, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on her beautiful face. Was this person reminding her? She would never forget that smell in her life.

Jia Heng turned to Chen Xiao and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, after I take a bath, I will go to Sister Lin's room to take a look. You should go back and rest for a while."

Chen Xiao snorted coldly, ignored Jia Heng, glanced in the direction of the study, and returned to the courtyard where he lived.

After Jia Heng took a bath, he went to look for Daiyu. Daiyu had just gotten up from her nap and was holding Shui Xin's hand and talking. When she saw Jia Heng coming over, she asked in surprise: "Brother Heng, it's raining today, why should we go to the chicken shop?"

Narudera?"

Jia Heng said softly: "How about we go another day? Such heavy rain will cause inconvenience on the road. There is nothing to see now."

Daiyu stared out the window at the rain and fog clinging to the courtyard. Her bright starry eyes were fixed, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in her heart. She whispered: "It's okay, it's raining a lot."

At this time, Shui Xin came over, took Jia Heng's hand, raised his little face and asked, "Godfather, aren't we going?"

Suddenly, curiosity appeared on the little Loli's face, and her bright eyes blinked.

My godfather seems to smell like my mother?

"Godfather, where is mother?" Shui Xin couldn't help but ask.

Jia Heng said softly: "Your mother is a little tired. She needs to rest in the side room. She will come back later."

At this time, it was like Erkang and Ziwei riding to the deep valley.

Shui Xin said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

Jia Heng picked up Shui Xin and said softly: "Xinxin, my godfather will tell you a story, okay?"

"Okay." Shui Xin raised Bai Shengsheng's little hand, put his arm around Jia Heng's neck and whispered.

Jia Heng was chatting with Daiyu and Shui Xin. Seeing Daiyu's gloomy eyebrows, he suggested going up to a two-story pavilion in Ningguo Mansion called Penglai Pavilion to watch the rain scene.

Daiyu's eyes fell on a courtyard in the southwest corner and said: "Brother Heng, why don't you call Sister-in-law You over? She is usually quite depressed in the house."

Youshi is still in the mansion at the moment, but because of her filial piety, except when Jia Heng is away, she comes to Daiyu's house to say hello and say a few words of concern. She usually stays in the house and doesn't go out much, looking austere and self-sufficient.

appearance.

Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "It would be nice for Sister You to come over."

Daiyu sent someone to call Youshi.

On the other side, Zhen Xue, who had packed up, also came to Penglai Pavilion accompanied by the female officer. This beauty still wore the sky blue dress, the pink hair in a bun, and the lotus face after the rain.

, the national beauty, the sky, the bright light, the skin on the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes are exuding strands of beauty.

"Mother." Shui Xin ran over, was held in Zhen Xue's arms, and sat down on a chair beside her.

When the little Lolita came into Zhen Xue's arms, Qiongbi couldn't help but sniff it, and a flash of surprise flashed through her two bright eyes as clear as black grape crystal. How come her mother smelled like a godfather?

Zhen Xue sat down and looked at the young man with autumn water in her eyes, and said softly: "Ziyu, it's getting late, why don't I go back first."

Now I feel sticky inside and out, so I have to go back and take a shower.

"We're just friends. Since the princess has nothing to do when she goes back, why not spend more time with Xinxin?" Jia Heng asked.

As he said this, he came to see Xinxin, but it turned out that... he had to stay at least a little longer.

Daiyu also raised her starry eyes to look at the bright and charming beauty, and said softly: "Yes, Princess, you might as well sit there for a while longer."

Shui Xin said: "Mom, it's still early at this time, please stay here a little longer."

Zhen Xue nodded and agreed.





Huai'an Prefecture, Binhai County

As time passed, the officers and soldiers of the Jiangbei Camp in Yangzhou gradually withdrew from the search for Duduo. Duduo, his subordinates Deng Biao, Su Hetai and others also boarded a sea ship and sailed towards Chongming Sands.

go.

"Master, are you feeling better today?" Su Hetai held a bowl filled with herbs and handed it over. The bowl was filled with herbs from Heihu Lake.

Duduo's cheeks are now sunken and his face is as pale as paper. In the past few days, the wound has gradually healed, and there is no longer any bleeding. Only the occasional bursts of heart-breaking pain still remind Duduo of how painful and painful it was before.

humiliation.

Duduo reached out to take the medicine bowl, endured the strong smell of the herbs, drank it all in one gulp, and then asked: "Have you sent a message to the ship?"

Before Duduo came to Yangzhou, he hired a man from Niulu to support a ship floating on the sea. There were also many Jurchen men on board to escort the goods. His original intention was to instigate many gangs in Jiangnan to cause trouble.

Su Hetai said: "Master, don't worry, we have sent someone to deliver the message. Someone will come to pick it up soon. We will return to Liaodong by boat immediately."

Because he was worried about irritating Duduo, Su Hetai acted as if nothing had happened in the past two days.

Duduo suddenly became furious and said in a deep voice: "What are you going back for?"

As he said that, he suddenly threw the porcelain bowl into the cabin, and the sound of kacha suddenly came.

It's hard to tell Su Hetai, if he falls down like this, there will be no bowl to hold the herbs.

"When we get to the island, let Deng Biao gather all the people on the boat and put pressure on the Jinsha Gang, Sihai Gang, and Nujiao Gang, and tell them that I can give them 30% of the profits from this summer's boating trade, on the condition that they let them

Gather some men to follow us and attack Jinling from Congjiangkou!" Duduo said coldly, his eyes dark as iron.

Even if he can't do this, he will still cause chaos along the Jiangnan coast of Chen Han at all costs!

Moreover, as long as the land south of the Yangtze River is disturbed and the Chen and Han Dynasties are exhausted, it is best to cut off the north and south.

When Su Hetai heard this, his face paused slightly and he said: "Master, those pirates may not have the courage."

"If you don't dare, let them put on our Jurchen clothes and use our banner. All plunder will belong to them. We don't want anything." Duduo looked cold and said in a cold voice: "Here's a big reward.

There must be brave men below, but I don’t believe that there is no one who can stand out. You send someone with my flag and talisman to go to North Korea and mobilize a navy. I will be of great use."

Just wearing their Jurchen costumes and using their banners, these pirates had nothing to worry about. They were originally engaged in the business of beheading.

Su Hetai was shocked and said: "Master wants to transfer naval forces from North Korea?"

Since the fall of Liaodong, Chen Han completely lost the vassal state of Korea, and Korea surrendered under the power of the Jurchens. It was Duduo who led the army to conquer Korea.

"This king did not raise the army out of anger, but the emperor and the kings and brothers have established a strategy." Duduo looked at the vast sky outside the cabin and said coldly: "Now the Han court is working hard to organize the capital camp, and the longer the delay, the longer the delay. It will be more and more difficult in the future. Now, we are taking advantage of the long-term peace of the southern army, lack of military discipline, and overwhelming fighting strength. If there is a sudden attack, Jiangnan, Zhejiang coastal areas and other places will inevitably be in chaos. Chen and Han will lose their important financial and taxation areas, and they will be exhausted, etc. This autumn, the country can put pressure on Chahar Mongolia, and in the spring of next year, the army can fully enter the border."

Jia Heng once mentioned in "Ping Lu Ce" that a general would lead the navy to conquer Liaodong and coordinate the northern expedition army, emphasizing the importance of the navy.

Similarly, there are many knowledgeable people in Jurchen who see the importance of the navy and want to imitate the Japanese rebellion in the southeast at the end of the Ming Dynasty, disrupt Chen Han's financial and taxation areas, make Chen Han exhausted, and at the same time take advantage of the situation to completely solve the problem of Chahar Mongolia. , clear the two passages southward.

Instead of breaking in from Jizhen, we can only plunder the Yanzhao Plain, moving in and out quickly, not daring to go deep, for fear of flanking attacks from the Shanxi towns of Chen and Han.

In fact, this was also the route used by the Jin Dynasty to attack the Northern Song Dynasty. It went down in two directions. If it did not reach Taiyuan and defeat the Western Army, it would be impossible to safely drink in the Yellow River.

Not to mention, Chen and Han established their capital in Chang'an. Once Taiyuan is captured, Guanzhong will be shaken. Therefore, it has become the consensus of the Jurchen high-level officials to solve the Chahar Mongolia. Only in this way can they enter the Guanzhong.

When Duduo went to Chongming Sand to meet with the leader of the Jinsha Gang, he also had the purpose of investigating the strength of the Jiangnan defense in Chenhan Jiangnan and contacting the pirates.

Originally these strategic calculations, with Duduo's mind, would not even reveal a word to slaves like Su Hetai, but perhaps because... slaves like Su Hetai thought that they had lost their life and lost their past. With his calmness and wisdom, he revealed only a few words.

It has to be said that the effect of that thing not only affects the function, but also changes the psychology and physiology over time. It goes without saying that the beard will fall off and the voice will become shriller.

Su Hetai said: "Master, after I return, I will ask someone to dispatch soldiers to North Korea."

"Use Jeolla Province Navy Command to control Li Daoshun's navy and allocate five thousand men. Pay attention to Shandong Beiwadusi's navy to intercept it." Duduo said coldly.

Crossing the sea from the navy cannot be sent in a short time, and the risk is not small. It will have to be at least the end of September or even the beginning of October. Moreover, the problem of food and grass at sea still needs Duduo to find a solution from the pirates, so the people sent are Not too much.

But with the help of the navy and the pirates, it can indeed cause a storm in the south of the Yangtze River.

Su Hetai nodded heavily and said yes.

Duduo turned his head and pushed aside the bamboo curtain, looking outside because of the light rain and the dark sky. His eyes were filled with malice. No matter how hard he tried, he still had to make that despicable kid pay the price!


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