At five o'clock in the morning, the old willow tree in front of the palace swayed in the howling autumn wind, its branches and leaves stretched out. The lantern on the city gate tower was picked up by a palace guard wearing a felt hat, and the light was blown out.
Dorgon entered the palace from the city gate of the East Palace in a sedan chair carried by four bearers. A ray of light shone in the eastern sky, and the red clouds reflected half of the sky.
At this moment, Xiande Hall, South Study Room
He had already gotten up and was sitting behind a bookcase, dealing with memorials. Under the light of the candlestick engraved with the phoenix emblem, he could vaguely see an old man with a tall figure and a Chinese character face, and his face was a bit rich.
Not far away stood Concubine Zhuang, Bumu Butai, thirty-five or six years old, with a duck-oval face and beautiful appearance. Concubine Zhuang, who was born in Horqin Mongolia, was actually slightly taller, with a slightly larger frame and black hair.
Her lush green hair was combed into a small bun and tied up with beaded hairpins, and she was wearing a dress made of Su brocade smuggled from the south of the Yangtze River.
Wearing earrings on her ears, they sparkle in the light of the lights. The beauty who has given birth to three daughters and one son has a plump figure. Under her beautiful neck, the full moon stands proudly in front of her, like a ripe peach. Her wide skirt is still
Can't cover up the exquisite and graceful figure.
Huang Taiji or Huang Taiji, as he got older, he needed someone to serve him tea. As he got older, he felt that the maids around him were clumsy and most of them were not to their liking, so they often scolded her. Concubine Zhuang volunteered to serve Huang Taiji.
When Huang Taiji was reviewing the papers submitted from various places, he would often talk to Concubine Zhuang. Over time, he was influenced by what he heard and saw, and gradually developed Concubine Zhuang's political talents and vision.
The Hou Jin Dynasty had vast and fertile land outside the Pass, and divided many counties and counties, established government systems, and cultivated the land. Every time Han people were plundered from the Han Dynasty, they were resettled in prefectures and counties. As time passed, the number of Han soldiers under the Eight Banners also increased.
Gradually there will be more generals.
Huang Taiji was sitting behind a book at this moment. He looked at a memorial in his hand, picked up the red pen on the side, dipped it in cinnabar ink, and wrote a few words on the memorial, still in Chinese characters.
It can be said that this is a regime whose grand ambition is to conquer the Central Plains.
"Your Majesty, Prince Rui is outside asking for an audience." A eunuch came in and whispered.
When Huang Taiji heard this, he put down the ink pen in his hand and opened his eyes like an old lion, looking at the tall figure behind the glass screen.
"My brother has seen the emperor and wishes him well." Dorgon walked around the screen and entered the study. He walked a few steps quickly and said hello. With his eyes lowered, he secretly glanced at his beautiful sister-in-law, Concubine Zhuang.
"Get up." Huang Taiji looked at Dorgon with his old eyes and said, "Is there any news from Duoduo?"
Dorgon's face paused and he said: "Brother Imperial, the last news from the fifteenth brother was a few days ago, and there is no latest news yet."
Normally, the three brothers Azige, Dorgon and Duduo are called the third brothers in private, but in front of Huang Taiji, it is not easy to "stick together" like this.
Huang Taiji was silent for a moment and said: "Now the Chahar Mongols are still entrenched in the west. They should be wiped out as soon as possible. When the fifteenth brother's side attracts the troops of the Han court, we will form an army to destroy the Chahar Mongols."
"Brother Imperial, my brother has recently urged all ministries to step up preparations for war." Dorgon said.
Huang Taiji sighed and said: "I don't have much time left. Next year I plan to change the name of the country, the Yuan Dynasty, and the atmosphere."
"Change the country's name?" Dorgon was slightly startled when he heard this, and there was doubt on his face. He was a little confused as to why Huang Taiji suddenly thought of such a thing.
Changing the country's name is a trivial matter, and a major matter.
Huang Taiji said: "I heard Mr. Fan say the day before yesterday that the Han Dynasty has the virtue of fire, and the gold of our ancestors has the virtue of gold, so it cannot be overcome. I want to change the name of the country to Qing, which means that the virtue of water is incompatible with each other."
In fact, in the history of parallel time and space, Hou Jin would have changed the country's name to Qing more than ten years ago, but there were obviously some deviations in this world.
However, the Jurchens all followed the meaning of the Five Elements in the flag colors and clothing of the Eight Banners, and even the arrangement of the garrison coincided with the Five Elements.
"Brother Imperial, changing the country's title is a big deal. People's hearts are fluctuating, so we need to discuss it carefully." Dorgon pondered for a moment and said.
Huang Taiji said: "In the next few days, we will convene civil and military officials to formally discuss this matter. Now I will tell you in advance."
After saying that, he turned to ask: "I asked you to contact Chahar, how about contacting him?"
Dorgon quickly replied: "Brother Emperor, I contacted General Balin under Ezhe, but Balin was very suspicious and did not give a clear answer."
Chahar Mongolia is still surviving. The final analysis is that during the Longzhi period of the Han Dynasty, no matter how stupid it was, Chahar Mongolia knew the role of Chahar Mongolia in shielding the Han Dynasty. After the fall of Liaodong, it devoted more than ten years to supporting Lin Dan Khan's son Ezhe.
Huang Taiji pondered for a moment and said: "Regardless of whether there is a reply or not, when the fifteenth brother stirs up chaos in the south of the Han Dynasty, we will march with the entire army to attack Chahar Mongolia."
He couldn't wait that long. There was still the issue of establishing a direct heir. There were many factions in the DPRK and China, so he needed to plan in advance.
Huang Taiji's eldest son, Prince Su Hauge, was in his thirties and in the prime of life. He had captured Liaodong and conquered Korea and had made many military exploits. He had many followers and was in charge of the Zhenglan Banner and the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Because he had a good relationship with Yue Tuan, the eldest son of Prince Li Daishan, he complained against Huang Taiji after a drinking incident, and Huang Taiji took the opportunity to reduce him to the county king.
When Dorgon heard this, he didn't dare to say anything and nodded in agreement.
Huang Taiji frowned and turned to ask: "What happened to Yongning Bo Jiaheng? Last time, my fifteenth brother suffered a big loss at his hands?"
This was talking about the last great victory at Haimen in Jiangnan. This matter had already spread throughout the Jurchen upper echelons. Huang Taiji’s son Haoge even threatened that if he faced Uncle Yongning, he would never have such a big defeat and lose three people.
The Hundred Nuzhen elite soldiers, in short, overtly and covertly defeated Duduo.
This is actually the reason why Duduo is unwilling to go back and vows to wash away the shame of the defeated army.
Dorgon said: "This Jia Heng is a descendant of Duke Ning of the Han Dynasty. The young generals who have emerged in recent years are said to be quite capable and brave."
There are many famous generals among the Jurchens, and there are too many such young generals. For example, Dorgon was named Prince Rui at the age of twenty-four.
Huang Taiji's face was gloomy, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he said: "Let me collect information about this person and find a way to get rid of him."
Concubine Zhuang, who was listening to the conversation between the two, also poured the tea and said: "Your Majesty, Prince Rui, tea."
Dorgon took the teacup from his sister-in-law's hand, didn't dare to look at it, and took a sip.
At this moment, panicked noises suddenly came from outside. Huang Taiji, who was drinking tea, frowned. Immediately, the chief chamberlain said: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report just sent from Peking."
News that Jia Heng had repelled the bandits and captured the Jurchen Prince Duduo had been reported to all provinces, and the Jurchen side had already sent spies in Beiping, and these spies were naturally Han Chinese.
Huang Taiji put down the tea cup and said in a deep voice: "What's the urgent report?"
The chamberlain bowed down and handed the newspaper in his hands to the emperor.
Huang Taiji knew Chinese characters, so he watched by the light, his face suddenly changed, and he said in shock: "What? My fifteenth brother was captured alive."
This is really unexpected. Without him, the Jurchens have never suffered such a major defeat since the founding of the country.
Dorgon was down below guessing why he was anxious to report, and peeking at Concubine Zhuang's beauty from time to time. After hearing this, he suddenly stood up, his heart skipped a beat, and said: "Brother Emperor?"
Concubine Zhuang also turned her gorgeous and charming face and looked at Huang Taiji in surprise.
Concubine Zhuang knew that Duduo, who could be called Huang Taiji's right-hand man, was captured alive.
Huang Taiji's face was as gloomy as iron, and he said worriedly: "My fifteenth brother was defeated in the south of the Yangtze River. The North Korean navy was wiped out in the first battle. My fifteenth brother was also captured alive by Uncle Yongning. Now I don't know whether he is alive or dead!"
At the end of the sentence, he banged the bookcase with a bang, his face as frozen as ice.
After Dorgon heard this, he quickly took the Di newspaper issued by Beiping Prefecture. He caught a glimpse of a line of handwriting on the crumpled newspaper. His face immediately fell, as if thunder struck his head. His arms trembled and he exclaimed: "Third brother...
…”
I can't help but think of the nightmare I had last night, this...
Huang Taiji listened to Dorgon's "Third Brother" title, frowned secretly, and ordered the chief chamberlain: "Call the princes, Baylor and the six ministers to the Xiande Hall for urgent discussion."
At this moment, Concubine Zhuang's beauty changed slightly. After the two brothers left, she picked up the newspaper that fell on the ground, looked at it under the light, frowned her beautiful eyebrows, slightly opened her pink lips, and whispered: "Uncle Yongning?
"
At that time, it was already daybreak, and the golden morning light shone on the glazed tiles of the Xiande Hall, reflecting the brilliant light. The imperial guards with swords on both sides of the vermilion gallery had cold and stern expressions, and they were heavily guarded, giving a scene of solemn killing.
In the square in front of the Xiande Hall, there was already a crowd of people, all of whom were high-ranking officials of the Houjin Dynasty.
As the door of the palace opened, Prince Li Daishan, Prince Hauge of Su County, Prince Zheng Jierhalang, Beile Yuetuan, Prince Azige of Duoluowuying County and other banner holders of the Eight Banners of Manchuria, Prince Beile lined up and entered one after another.
In the palace, there were also a group of surrendered Han officials, both civil and military.
When the Han Dynasty abandoned Liaodong, many local Han officials and generals in Liaodong could not escape and submitted to the Jurchens.
When everyone entered the palace, the sound of the mountain shouting "Long Live the Mountain" sounded.
"Everyone is safe."
Huang Taiji sat on the dragon chair, with a look of sadness on his old face, and lamented: "My dear friends, you all know that after thinking about it, Prince Yu went to the south of the Yangtze River to invade the Han Dynasty, and was defeated, and he was also defeated.
Uncle Yongning of the Han Dynasty was captured alive."
At this moment, everyone had already received the news from the internal prison, and the expressions on their faces were not very good.
Azig was the first to get out of the train and said angrily: "Brother Emperor, I thought that I should quickly go south to attack the Han Dynasty and force them to hand over my fifteenth brother."
As soon as these words came out, all the officials in the palace looked at each other.
Hearing this, Hauge immediately sneered and said: "Is this a battle that can be fought at will? Winter is about to begin, and it will be a very cold day this year. The horses and fodder are not prepared. How can we fight? What did I say at the beginning?
Since Uncle Fifteen has suffered a defeat, it is better to come back quickly, it is better to escape with your own body than to be captured alive."
Yue Tuo sighed and said, "It's just a pity for those three hundred elites."
This is a reference to the 300 bannermen lost by the Zhengbai Banner. The Jurchen population was not large to begin with, which made the Jurchen high-level officials feel a pity for a while.
Hauge sneered and said: "There are still 10,000 North Korean naval forces. The chaos in the south of the Yangtze River and the coordination of the northwest. Now it seems that it is all whims and children's dreams."
Both of them are arrogant and domineering people with hot tempers and harsh words. Hauge, who is only four years younger than his uncle Azig, criticized Dodo without fear.
Azige saw anger welling up on his face, and said coldly: "This is the national policy set by the emperor brother and all the ministers. What do you mean by doing this as an afterthought here?"
The Jurchen dignitaries and senior officials were deeply influenced by Han Confucian culture.
Not far away, the six Han ministers who were in charge of the administration didn't look very good, and they just ignored the quarrel among the senior Jurchen officials.
Among them, Fan Xiandou had an old look on his face, his expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of worry in his heart.
Before an heir is established, internal fighting will continue, which will be a disaster rather than a blessing for the country.
In the current Hou Jin Dynasty, there are not only the powerful eldest son of the emperor like Hauge, but also the power of the emperor's younger brother, the three Dorgon brothers. The two sides check and balance each other.
As for Amin and Mang Gurtai, the four great beile of the Nurhachi era, except for one Lao Daishan, the other two had long been eliminated by Huang Taiji in the cruel political struggle.
The Xiande Hall was noisy for a while, like a vegetable market.
"Enough! How unbecoming it is to make noises every day!" Huang Taiji frowned and shouted angrily, then coughed non-stop. The steward on the side quickly handed over the tea, but Huang Taiji waved his hand with a gloomy expression.
He glanced at the princes Baylor below, and said coldly: "Are we going to fight each other, commit suicide, and wait for the Han people to pick up a ready-made one?"
Hauge and Azig looked at each other and snorted coldly. They didn't like each other, but they were intimidated by Huang Taiji's majesty and did not dare to argue anymore.
Huang Taiji angrily said: "The Han court won a great victory in the south, and the morale of the army and the people has soared. If we want to organize our troops to go south, we don't know how many twists and turns it will cause. Now is the time to overcome the difficulties together, and there is still internal strife. Wait until others fight
When we get to Shengjing, are you still arguing?"
All the princes below, including Baelor, lowered their heads and did not dare to answer.
Huang Taiji got angry, turned his oppressive gaze to the leader Daishan, and asked: "What do you think of Prince Li?"
Daishan's eyes were closed tightly, and his old eyes were drooped, as if he was dozing off. Hearing the words, he bowed and asked in a clear voice: "The emperor is asking about this old man?"
This Prince Li was a few years older than Huang Taiji. He was already very old and could no longer go on expeditions. However, Daishan’s sons Yue Tuo, Shuo Tuo, Saha Lian and Wakda were all famous Jurchen warriors.
Will.
Huang Taiji said: "The fifteenth brother was captured by humans in the south, the Korean navy was destroyed, and our country established a government system in Shengjing. It has never experienced such a great defeat, and it is now at a critical stage of survival."
Dai Shan sighed first, raised his old eyes, looked at Huang Taiji, and said: "Your Majesty, the waterway is no longer feasible now. This battle requires the strength of the entire country to win. Chahar Mongolia will never be destroyed, and I, the Jurchen
out of fashion!"
Huang Taiji nodded and said: "The Chahar Mongols will not be destroyed, the iron cavalry will enter the pass, and there will be no way to compete in the Central Plains. This is my plan to revive the Jurchens. Otherwise, once the Han Dynasty calms down, it will be like the former Han Dynasty against the Huns."
Everyone is the same, we will be defeated individually!"
In fact, this is a problem left over from history. After the Han Dynasty lost Liaodong, famous officials of the Han Dynasty, such as King Beijing and King Zhou who were in Xuanfu in the previous generation, realized the importance of Northwest Ping Fan. After that, Emperor Longzhi recuperated and the prince supervised the country.
In the past twelve years, he took the initiative to contact Lin Danhan, ultimately leaving room for future generations to solve the problem.
Huang Taiji looked with majestic eyes at the princes and Baylor below, and said in a deep voice: "My lords, whether you can take over the Central Plains and dominate the mountains and rivers, it will be a battle in the spring next year. Go back and prepare."
He wants to clear the obstacles to entry and gnaw away the hardest bone before he can safely hand it over to his successor.
Azig said anxiously: "Brother Emperor, what should I do with my fifteenth brother? He is still in the hands of the Han court."
Upon hearing this, Huang Taiji turned to look at Fan Xiandou and asked, "Mr. Fan, can you redeem Prince Yu from the Han court?"
In fact, Duduo is still very important to the Jurchens. No matter whether it can be redeemed or not, it must at least make some gestures in front of Azig and Dorgon, otherwise the internal situation will be unstable.
Fan Xiandou had gray hair and an old face. Hearing this, he said: "Your Majesty, I thought I could give it a try and made an alliance with the Han court. The two sides will temporarily cease fighting and open trade with each other. My army will not go south in exchange for the release of Prince Yu.
With the temperament of the Han ministers in the Southern Dynasty to calm things down, they will definitely agree."
Throughout the history of Qing Dynasty, the Han imperial court was most fond of peacemaking and internal fighting.
Huang Taiji nodded and agreed: "Send someone to the Han court to discuss this matter."
After that, the ownership of Zhengbaiqi was also placed in front of the Jurchen senior officials, and Huang Taiji eventually took over naturally.
Not mentioning the Jurchen high-level officials’ response to Duduo’s capture alive, but talking about Jinling——
Jinling
In the evening, the twilight falls like a curtain. Ten miles across the Qinhuai River, thousands of lights are on. The bleak autumn wind blows through the streets and houses in Jinling City, causing the sycamore leaves on the eaves to flutter and fall. I don’t know when a drizzle has started to fall on the sky.
Silk, vision blurred.
Jia Heng, on the other hand, led a group of orioles back to Ningguo Mansion.
In the backyard hall, Chai Dai, Yuan Tan, Lan Xi, Wen Qi, Yun Qin and other young girls sat together and had dinner. After half a day of playing, the faces of the young girls did not show much tiredness, but were in high spirits.
Discussing the scenery we visited earlier.
Xiangyun raised his eyebrows with one hand and asked with a smile: "Brother Heng, what wish did you make in Linggu Temple?"
Jia Heng smiled and said: "I promise that Sister Yun will grow up quickly and get married early. What wish does Sister Yun make?"
Xiangyun's face was as bright as the petals of a begonia, with a light blush on both sides, and she said shyly, "Brother Heng is making fun of you."
How did Brother Heng know about her previous wish?
Yuanchun chuckled and looked at the young man who was joking with Xiangyun, and asked: "Brother Heng, are you still free tomorrow?"
Everyone looked at the young man, their eyes either bright or curious.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow morning, there are still some things that need to be handled by Jiangnan Camp and the Ministry of War. In the afternoon, I will go to Bodhidharma Cave and Taoye Ferry for a walk. You guys will also have a rest in the morning and walk around.
Even though I'm tired, I'm quite tired."
Baochai's apricot eyes were slightly moist, and there was a faint smile on her pink and jade face. She said softly: "Brother Heng, business matters are more important, and fun things are not urgent."
Daiyu was drinking maple dew tea not far away. Hearing this, she glanced at Baochai, her starry eyes flashed, and her thoughts were inexplicable.
Although Baochai had some recognition in the morning, it does not mean that Chai and Dai are as close as sisters.
Bao Qin smiled and said: "Brother Heng, continue telling the story at noon."
Xiangyun smiled and said, "Yes, Brother Heng, please finish telling that story."
While having dinner on the boat at noon, Jia Heng couldn't stand Xiang Yun's insistence, so he continued to tell the story of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio.
Zhen Lan was sitting next to Zhen Xi. She had similar eyebrows to Zhen Qing, and her cold and slightly mean face showed a look of attentive listening.
Since Jia Heng came back, Zhen Lan is actually not suitable to live in Ningguo Mansion.
But at noon, Jia Heng told a story about the Legend of the Heroes of Shooting and Blighting, and then wanted to hear what happened next, and would also listen to the breakdown in the next chapter, which made Zhen Lan want to stay and listen.
The girl was originally generous and upright, and she didn't shy away from talking about things. Besides, in her heart... she was her brother-in-law.
After Jia Heng finished telling a story about Shedie, everyone was satisfied and dispersed.
On the other side, Baochai and Daiyu returned to their respective homes. Jiaheng thought for a while and went to the courtyard where Daiyu was. It was the time to light the lanterns, and the surroundings were quiet. There was only the whining sound of the autumn wind blowing through the eaves, which was quite desolate.
and desolate, and the orange candlelight in the wing seemed like a warm little world.
"Uncle, are you here?" The attacker looked at the young man under the eaves and said in surprise: "The girl is still in the inner room."
Everyone in the house is saying privately that Uncle Heng will probably be granted the title of Marquis when he returns this time.
Jia Heng nodded towards the attacker, without saying much, walked into the side room, walked around a bamboo screen with carved hibiscus flowers, opened the bead curtain, and entered the inner room.
I saw Zijuan packing clothes beside the bed, while Daiyu was wearing a green skirt, sitting in front of the dressing table under the window, picking off the jewelry and necklaces on her head in front of a bronze mirror.
Jia Heng asked with a smile: "Zijuan, what are you doing?"
Zijuan looked at Jia Heng with a smile and said, "The girl will take a bath later, I will pack her clothes."
"Well, I'll wash up in the inner compartment later, close the window, and don't let my sister catch a cold. The weather has gotten colder in the past two days," Jia Heng warned.
As he said that, he stared at the petite and exquisite girl sitting in front of the dressing table. He stepped forward lightly, sat down on the embroidered pier beside it, and said, "Sister, where are you removing your makeup?"
Daiyu then turned her head, looked at Jia Heng with clear starry eyes, and said with a half-smile, "The sun is out in the west today, how come Brother Heng has time to come to my side?"
Looking at Sister Bao in the morning and looking at her at night? There really is no delay in both ends.
Jia Heng: "..."
Didn’t we just meet together when we were having dinner?
Jia Heng sat down, took the girl's hand naturally, and said warmly: "I miss my sister, so come and have a look."
Daiyu stared at him with starry eyes and said softly: "Brother Heng has important business matters."
Jia Heng: "???"
Good guy, Daiyu's true nature has been exposed, right? She has begun to regain some of Lin Daoyun's style.
As Jia Heng spoke, he picked up the earrings on the dressing table and asked, "Sister, is this what my sister wears during the day? It looks pretty good to me."
Daiyu's face, as white as snow, paused slightly, turned her head to one side, and hummed softly: "It's not as good-looking as the one Sister Bao is wearing."
Jia Heng looked at Daiyu, met the starry eyes under the cigarette eyebrows, nodded, and said seriously: "I think so too."
Daiyu: "..."
Are you deliberately looking for trouble? Are you deliberately trying to make her angry? Can't you just comfort her?
Thinking of this, the tip of my nose couldn't help but feel sore, and I felt the mist rising in my starry eyes. Suddenly, I saw that warm and soft breath approaching, and then a wave of wanton and wanton plunder came towards my face.
"Hmm~~" Daiyu's starry eyes widened, and her curved eyelashes fluttered. Under the candlelight not far away, the shadows were covered. She quickly closed her eyes, and her mouth was invaded by a foreign object, and then her heart pounded.
Beating non-stop.
Huh? It seems I haven’t forgiven you yet…
After a while, Jia Heng suppressed the sweetness in his mouth, stared at Daiyu, whose face was as red as blood, and said softly: "My sister is not old, but she is quite jealous."
Daiyu wouldn't be Daiyu if she didn't have a little sex, but maybe Daiyu also wanted him to coax her, well, that is, to make him say more sweet words, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as yin and yang.
Children who cry are fed milk.
Dai Yu would nestle in Jia Heng's arms, holding Jia Heng's hand shepherding sheep with her bare hands. Her pink cheeks were as hot as fire and as red as Danxia. She said with shame and annoyance: "Brother Heng, don't make trouble first."
"My sister made the trouble first, right? Now you blame me?" Jia Heng pinched the little sheep's nose, smelled the fragrance of Daiyu's hair, and said softly: "Just hold my sister and talk, we have been here so much today
Are you tired of this place?"
Daiyu has gained a little weight recently. I don’t know whether it’s because he stayed in Jinling for a long time and had good food and sleep, or because he spared no effort to help the poor through technology.
"I'm not tired." Daiyu said with a trembling voice as her face turned red with embarrassment.
The girl had long since lost her trace of resentment and was not angry at all.
Jia Heng said with a smile: "My sister usually feels better if she goes out more often. I remember when I went to Qingxu Temple for a ritual ceremony, my sister was so tired after not walking very far up the mountain."
There was amusement in Daiyu's starry eyes, and she looked at the young man's clear face with affection, and said softly: "Brother Keheng didn't know how to carry me on his back at that time."
"How long has it been, and you still remember this?" Jia Heng smiled and hugged Daiyu, feeling the breath of youth flowing out of his arms.
Daiyu's body is a bit slender, and her lower abdomen does not have the same belly as Baochai and Yuanchun. Although she is a bit slender, she does not feel uncomfortable when she is held in her arms.
How can I carry my people easily?"
"Who is yours?" Daiyu said angrily, her pretty face turned crimson, her heart filled with shame and joy.
The two of them rubbed their ears together for a while. Daiyu's starry eyes were shining, and her body was delicate and soft. She asked softly: "Brother Heng, are you going to the Jiangnan Camp tomorrow?"
Jia Shuo said seriously: "Well, there are still some things that need to be dealt with in the Jiangnan camp these days. After the naval forces in the Jiangnan and Jiangbei camps are separated, we will go north and return to Beijing. My uncle may stay here for a while.
"
Academician Qi Da has already left Yangzhou to preside over the rectification of salt laws in other salt fields, and Lin Ruhai will probably be transferred to the capital if he stays in Lianghuai for a while.
Daiyu said "Yes" and leaned her blushing cheek against Jia Heng's arms. Sweetness surged in her heart, and she said in a distant and soft voice: "Brother Heng, please tell me about this war."
"When I was talking to Third Sister and Sister Yun earlier, wasn't my sister listening in front of me?" Jia Heng asked in surprise.
"I just want to hear Brother Heng talk to me alone." Daiyu said with a firm tone.
Since Jia Heng came back yesterday and had breakfast with Baochai this morning, Daiyu has indeed not spoken to Jia Heng alone.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment. Sometimes he felt that Daiyu was unusually stubborn about "Single", so he refused to persuade her and said warmly: "Then let me talk to my sister. Sister Yun and the third sister have never heard of it."
part."
With that said, he narrated the previous battle situation to Daiyu.
The starry eyes under Dai Yu's smoky brows were full of autumn waves, with slight ripples. Her gaze was almost fixed on Jia Heng: "I didn't expect this fire gun to be so powerful?"
Jia Heng muttered: "In the future, most of the weapons used in the war against the Jurchens will be this thing. In the future war, this thing will definitely shine."
Daiyu frowned, her face showing worry, she stared into the young man's eyes and said, "Will Brother Heng still have to fight with the Jurchens in the north in the future?"
I don’t know how many dangers I will face in future wars.
Jia Heng held Daiyu's plain hand, which was as slender as silk, and said with a chuckle: "It is my duty as a martial artist to make meritorious service and serve the country. Besides, after I have made meritorious service, I will marry my sister and go home.
My sister, please give me a royal seal."
"I would rather Brother Heng live in peace for the rest of his life like an ordinary person, instead of taking such a big risk." Daiyu raised her pretty face and said in a serious and firm tone: "I have never cared about royal orders.
Care."
She just wanted him to spend more time with her and coax her more, and she didn't even care about his status.
But marrying her home, this...cannot be missing.
When Jia Heng heard this, his face was slightly startled, and his eyes reflected Daiyu's eyebrows that were like the water of Xiaoxiang. As the girl in her prime grew older, or stayed with him for a long time, she gradually became more and more mature, and even her eyebrows became dull.
Overflowing with charming charm, that kind of green bud contains a bit of charming temperament, which is really difficult to describe in words.
With an unparalleled appearance and rare beauty, this is the Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass.
Jia Heng's eyes narrowed a bit, and he said with emotion or chuckle: "It's just that at that time, I was a commoner, and my sister was the daughter of an aristocratic nobleman. She was not from the right family, so she wouldn't have taken a fancy to me, right?
"
Poor and humble couples are miserable, and their love cannot be filled with water.
Seeing what Jia Heng said, Daiyu's starry eyes flashed, and she felt a little anxious. She argued: "At that time, when Brother Heng was still a child in Liutiao Hutong, I was not..."
As he spoke, he suddenly reacted.
Jia Hengqing smiled, looked at the girl with warm eyes, and said, "Sister, are you admitting that you fell in love with me back in Rongqing Hall? Huh? How old were you then?"
When the two of them were talking about who would like her first, Daiyu insisted on saying that Jiaheng had already made up her mind when she saw her for the first time.
When Daiyu heard this, her ice-skinned face was as beautiful as clouds, and she said angrily: "Brother Heng will trick me."
She didn't have such thoughts at that time, it was just that when she was in Rongqing Hall, she saw that the young man standing with his sword was a little different.
Even if he becomes a commoner in the future, she is willing to stay with him for the rest of his life.
"I know Sister Lin's heart." Jia Heng gently pinched Daiyu's round chin, looked into those shining star eyes, and said softly.
Although it is said that wealth and status should not be separated, the purity without any worldliness is precisely what is most attractive.
No matter whether you are poor or rich, in sickness or in health, love and respect each other and never leave.
Daiyu is undoubtedly this kind of person...
Daiyu raised her face, which became more and more beautiful due to the blush, and pursed her pink lips. Her clear eyes, as bright as the stars, were full of autumn water, as if she was caught in the mist and rain, and whispered: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng stared at the two delicate and thin pink lips and leaned towards them.
Again, any intimacy with Daiyu now is really more about helping the poor through technology. In addition, just enjoying the unique emotional resonance that Daiyu provides him, it is undeniable that there is also the status bonus of Jiangzhu Xiancao.
After a while, Daiyu nestled her head in Jia Heng's arms, her delicate body softened, feeling the young man's love for her, her heart filled with sweetness, and whispered: "Brother Heng, be careful outside in the future."
Jia Heng nodded and said softly: "I will."
"Girl, the hot water is ready." At this time, Zijuan came from outside and stood outside the hanging bead curtain, saying with a blushing face.
As long as the girl stays with the uncle, the two of them will hug and kiss each other all the time. And... how can the uncle bully the girl like this?
Jia Heng said warmly: "Sister, why don't we take a shower together?"
When Daiyu heard this, her heart trembled slightly, her pink cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she said angrily: "What did Brother Heng say?"
Although she had been kissed by Jia Heng several times, bathing together and being honest with each other was extremely embarrassing for Daiyu. As for the previous time, it was Jia Heng who single-handedly removed the Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass that was still in spiritual love.
Step into the palace of love and romance.
Jia Heng just said that, looked at Daiyu, and said warmly: "You go take a bath first, don't take a bath for too long, it's easy to catch a cold, I'll read a book here, waiting for you."
If he doesn't feel comfortable serving Daiyu today, there may be a lot of Lin Dao's quotations waiting for him. Tomorrow he has to go to Jinyang's eldest princess's house to meet Xianning and Chanyue...
It's more tiring than dealing with Jurchens, because it's others who are pleasing, not him.
In this way, perhaps it is for this reason that Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue are like this...
"Brother Heng, please wait here for now." Daiyu said softly, her eyes as bright as water, and her heart filled with sweetness.
Jia Heng nodded, came to the bookcase, and flipped through Daiyu's collection of books, which were all poetry collections.