The Red Mansions

Chapter 177 King Qi: Rewriting alone!

Chapter 177 King Qi: Orphan... Rewrite!

Xie Zaiyi felt a little bit unhappy after this failed pretense, but seeing Jia Heng's gentle words of relief, his heart was even more moved.

How should I put it, corporal courtesy is not just humble and rich, but also needs to provide emotional value. Although Jia Heng doesn't eat at the same table and sleep at the same bed, he also shows his sincerity.

"Brother Xie, why don't we have a few drinks together when we get down to the mansion?" Jia Heng laughed.

Xie Zaiyi readily agreed and said, "Escort Ziyu back first."

At this time, Dong Qian was also close enough to come. Instead of nodding his head, Jia Heng asked gently: "Cousin, is your injury better?"

Dong Qian said with a smile: "It's just some skin trauma, and there is no serious problem now. I was just about to ask you when you need me to go back to the Yamen."

In fact, Zheng's words still have some influence on this small school of Wucheng Bingmasi. However, this person's idea is that he doesn't want to stay at home all the time, but come out to do something and take the opportunity to make some contributions.

"Well, let's go to the Yamen tomorrow. Feng Xiaolou, the deputy commander of Zhongcheng, colluded with the bandits. First, you will lead his subordinates as a hundred households." 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's not a good thing for his cousin, he suddenly rose to the position without merit, and he couldn't convince the crowd.

And my cousin was the general banner before, skipping the position of trying to be a hundred households, and jumping one level to become a hundred households, it doesn't seem too blinking. Promoted to Deputy Commander.

Dong Qian was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Cai Quan smiled and said, "Congratulations."

I think he fought a lot and gave a lot of favors for the job of a hundred households, but now it's just a matter of one sentence.

Jia Heng then looked at Xie Zaiyi and said: "Brother Xie, if you don't give up, I would like to hire him as the commander of Dongcheng. Now the bandits in Dongcheng are in chaos, I wonder if I will accept it?"

Xie Zaiyi smiled and said: "It's just Dongcheng, why don't you dare!"

Under the premise that he did not make a small contribution, it is considered a grand courtesy to be promoted from the position of a hundred households to the command of Dongcheng.

A commander in one city, don't look at it as just a six-rank official, but a humble and powerful position, which is heavier than Cai Quan's deputy thousand households.

Seeing this, Jia Heng smiled and said: "Okay, call Mr. Fan later, and go back to have a drink together."

I just slept in the carriage for a while, and now I will be refreshed, just now that the team is formed, we will gather together.

Still the same sentence, 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, not to mention what was lost to the enemy, a Juren who once advised the bandits was not worth his previous efforts to win over.

As for the 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 mansion and build a yamen, it is almost self-defeating to let officials with Jinshi background be his staff.

In other words, the prince can try to recruit officials with Jinshi background, and they are not necessarily willing to take political risks.

Only those scholars who have political aspirations think of being the emperor's teacher, the national teacher.

As for the existence of imperial teachers and national teachers, they are not unreal, and have existed since ancient times.

Even in later generations...

In short, don't mistake Juren as a talent, especially Fan Yi who has been in the bandits' den for so long, and treat him as a master of practical affairs, astute and sophisticated.

"Although Fan Yi has been pardoned by the emperor, in fact, there is absolutely no possibility of becoming an official. No one will use him, but I can use him. Only this kind of person can follow the benefactor without distraction. " Jia Heng got into the carriage, closed his eyes, and thought: "Mr. Song of the Imperial College, some time ago, he seemed to be discouraged by the imperial examinations, and he wanted to be an official. Wait a few days and see if he can be hired. As far as the soldiers and horses of the five cities are doing things, one is upright and one is odd, one is bright and the other is dark, and the clerks who are in charge of Jiyi's writing are almost the same."

Thinking about it, Jia Heng headed towards Ning Rong Street.

Ningguo Mansion——

In the inner house, the lights are bright, and two beauties are reflected on a carved glass screen.

Qin Keqing was talking with Sister Feng, while Ping'er, Zhou Rui's family and other maids and mother-in-law stood by with their hands down.

Sister Feng came to Dongfu after dinner, and she came to check the accounts.

Sister Feng took Qin Keqing's hand, with a bright smile on her face, she said: "My grandma Heng, Brother Heng didn't come back last night, so you don't worry about which woman's bed he will fall asleep in."

Qin Keqing's hibiscus-like face was filled with sadness, and she said softly: "My good sister-in-law, if this is the case, I can sleep at night, and it's better than worrying about him going to fight with someone again."

Sister Feng: "..."

Although he knew that this was the truth from the beauty in front of him, it felt a little awkward to listen to it.

Qin Keqing sighed, and said: "He didn't return last night, and sent someone to deliver a letter this morning, saying that he was tied down by official duties and stayed at the old house for one night."

Sister Feng smiled when she heard the words, and said: "Brother Heng is becoming more and more powerful now, he is in charge of the five cities' soldiers and horses, and his subordinates are said to be in charge of tens of thousands of people. They are so busy every day that they don't touch the ground, old lady. The day before yesterday, it was said that there was a banquet for the feudal lord, and the ancestor worship in the ancestral hall, but now because he, the patriarch of the Jia clan, is not in the mansion, it is difficult for everyone to handle it by themselves."

Previously, when Jia Heng conferred the title of General Yunhui, he originally wanted to hold a banquet in the Ning Mansion to celebrate that night, but Dong Qian was beaten in the middle, and then Faden heard the drum, and he also mentioned Wucheng soldiers and horses. After being delayed by all kinds of things, it is impossible for Rongning and Ningfu to celebrate without Jia Heng, which is too shameful.

Qin Keqing smiled lightly and said, "My sister-in-law is not bad either. I heard that Lian's second brother is also a colleague."

When Sister Feng heard this, Liu Yemei twitched, Danfeng's eyes were a bit strange, she picked up the tureen, and said with a smile: "The donated officials are not serious, they are just a pretense."

Qin Keqing smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about it. Thinking about it, sister-in-law and brother Lian can spend more time together."

Of course, these words are just words of consolation, which daughter doesn't want her husband to go out to live in the eighth house and call Bainuo.

When Sister Feng heard Qin Keqing's words, her heart became more and more strange, and she thought, her Lian'er is not an official, and she doesn't stay at home every day. She doesn't know which couch bed she is lying on at this moment.

Thinking of this, I feel more and more depressed.

Before, I didn't realize that there was nothing wrong with my man not going to be an official, but now thinking of the majestic appearance of that young man, I felt a little bit lost in my heart.

"Men still have to think about my uncle and...Brother Heng, go out and be an official butcher." Sister Feng thought about it, her red phoenix eyes drooped slightly under her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, she lowered her head and took a sip of tea, but she also faintly felt this thought in her heart Something...dangerous.

Well, there's no danger, Brother Heng is like an uncle.

Sister Feng took a sip of tea, thinking about it in her heart.

Just when the two of them had different thoughts, they heard a shout of surprise from the front yard, "Grandma Heng, the uncle is back, back."

Then, a woman entered the inner hall, walked around the screen, and couldn't help saying, "Grandma Heng...er, Second Mistress Lian, the uncle is back."

The mother-in-law, however, saw Sister Feng and didn't think much of it. She paused, thinking she couldn't be rude, but she called out.

It's just that there is Grandma Heng in front and Second Grandma Lian in the back, which is usually nothing, and it didn't make Qin Keqing, Ping'er and others in the flower hall feel strange at this moment.

But these words fell into the ears of Sister Feng who was thinking strangely, but caused ripples in the lake of her heart, her face froze, and she looked at the old lady with shame and anger.

But in a moment, he was forcibly expelled from the bottom of his heart.

What was she thinking wildly, she was simply bewildered.

Brother Heng just looked a little prestige, how can there be her family...

She was really stunned, it was wrong for her to compare the two.

Sister Feng didn't dare to think about it anymore, her smiling face returned, she looked at Qin Keqing who was beside her, and said, "Okay, don't worry now, everyone is back."

"Sister-in-law, let's go to greet her right away." Qin Keqing said softly.

However, I heard the old woman say: "Grandma Heng, the second master has brought some official servants, it's not very convenient to meet up front now."

When Qin Keqing heard this, Yurong paused, looked at Sister Feng, and said, "Sister-in-law, then we will wait here, Baozhu, you go to the front yard first to have a look."

Baozhu, who was quietly standing beside her, responded with a smile, and walked towards the front yard.

Let Baozhu pass by, obviously to tell Jia Heng, to express his missing and hope to return.

Sister Feng smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I have to ask him where he went yesterday, and how he made his siblings wait in the deep boudoir."

"Sister-in-law, what nonsense are you talking about?" Qin Keqing was ashamed when she heard the words, obviously unable to withstand Sister Feng's teasing.

Both of them were beauties with charming complexions, they were joking and joking at this moment, and they had a somewhat thrilling beauty, but no one had the pleasure of watching this scene.

Watching the scene of the two talking and laughing, Ping'er felt a little emotional. She could see that Second Grandma Lian really liked to play around with Grandma Heng.

It's just that Grandma Heng has a soft side like water and knows how to overcome rigidity 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 to sit down in the flower hall, and then ordered the back kitchen to prepare wine and dishes, planning to have a feast for Xie Zaiyi, Cai Quan, Fan Yi, Dong Qian and others in the front hall.

Jia Heng said: "Brothers, the emperor has something to say, after the next year, the law and order in Shenjing should be improved, at least Dongcheng can no longer be allowed to wreak havoc with Jianghu gang forces, and I need all brothers to work together and help me together. "

Xie Zaiyi nodded, and said: "Ziyu, I have also heard some rumors about the Dongcheng incident, and we need to make great efforts to arrest them."

Jia Heng laughed and said, "I'm going to borrow brother Xie's courage."

Several people were talking, at this time, the bead curtain rang, and Baozhu came out from the inside, and said with a smile: "Master, grandma was still talking about you just now, you can be counted as returning."

Hearing this, Jia Heng smiled and said, "You go back first, just say I'm having a banquet."

Baozhu heard the words, glanced at Xie Zaiyi, Cai Quan and others, nodded, then turned and left to answer.

Cai Quan said with a smile: "Brother Heng and younger siblings are newly married, they should go back and have a look."

Jia Heng picked up the teacup on the side and said in a clear voice, "I'm not busy waiting."

Because of Jia Heng's status, his majesty became more and more serious, and Cai Quan couldn't tell him that some men would make jokes when they were together. In fact, even the Heng brothers gradually lacked confidence, but he refused to change his words.

When a few people talk, they are talking about business.

"What method does Brother Heng plan to use to clean up Dongcheng?" Cai Quan asked.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, and said: "This morning, the Holy Majesty has given me the Tianzi Sword. I have some plans in my heart, and I need the help of brothers."

"Emperor Sword?" Cai Quan was okay, he knew that Jia Heng was wearing the Emperor Sword, so he was not as shocked as he was at the beginning, but Fan Yi and Xie Zaiyi's expressions changed suddenly.

Especially Xie Zaiyi, with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his resolute eyes.

He hasn't heard of such things as Tianzi Sword and Shangfang Sword for many years. How important is this?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little joy in my heart.

The last trace of arrogance that had been hiding in my heart was also wiped away.

Without him, since the founding of Chen Han, less than five people have been bestowed with the Tianzi Sword.

Even today's governor only confers the flag of Wang Ming.

Fan Yi frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Since your lord wears the sword of the emperor, your responsibilities are very important. It can be said that the emperor is eager to watch, and this job needs to be done without leaking."

Giving the Son of Heaven Sword is both an honor and a kind of pressure, and it is necessary to do the job well.

Both Cai Quan and Xie Zaiyi nodded.

Jia Heng said: "It still needs the help of all brothers."

Everyone didn't even dare to speak.

Jia Heng said: "Actually, I have a vague plan for this matter. I need to meet someone tomorrow before I make any fuss about it."

The best way is to behead the leader, kill all the bandit leaders of the Three Rivers Gang, and then the remaining gangsters will not be able to organize effective resistance, such as coercing the work of Cao Cao.

Then, he used the soldiers of the Beijing camp to isolate and suppress the water workers.

Otherwise, if they are allowed to work together to help the crowd, it will easily lead to turmoil, and then the errands will not be able to run smoothly.

"If you don't move, you'll be fine. If you move, you'll shake the ground. You will be beheaded with a thunderous blow. This is of course inseparable from the support of intelligence. You need to know where the leader of the Sanhe gang is hiding and the route of action..." Jia Hengning was stunned. Frowning, thinking.

Tomorrow, he planned to meet Qu Lang and Zhao Yi of Jin Yiwei and start planning.

At this time, the back kitchen also prepared some cold dishes, and when they were brought up, everyone began to chat while having wine.

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Qi Wangfu

Compared with the drunkenness in the Ningguo Mansion, the Qi Wang Mansion, which was deposed as a county king, seemed somewhat gloomy.

Eight inner guards in brocade clothes and black crowns guarded the study with knives inside and outside.

Concubine Qi Xiangshi, two side concubines and several concubines were all waiting under the eaves, looking at King Qi inside through the carved wooden window lattice.

Each of the gorgeous or soft faces is full of worry.

King Qi was lying in front of the desk, with a thick mattress under his buttocks. Although his skin was rough and fleshy, he had been beaten several times in the palace in the morning.

The king of Qi held a tube of brush brush and wrote vigorously. On the side was a whole pile of manuscripts, on which were densely written "The Analects of Confucius Liren", and the distinction between a gentleman and a villain almost ran through the entire article.

King Qi was copying with a pen, his handwriting became more and more scribbled, his facial features were somewhat distorted on his big chubby face, at this moment, for some reason, he always felt nausea in his stomach.

Especially at this moment, looking at the paper full of "gentleman", "villain", and "benevolence", for some reason, he found that he no longer knew these five words, and felt very strange.

"Damn it, you fucking gentlemen and villains are all hypocritical!"

King Qi cursed furiously in his heart. After many years, he still vaguely remembered the fear dominated by being punished to copy his name a hundred times when he was a child.

That disgusting feeling just looking at my own name...

King Qi held a brush in his hand, and under the surveillance of a group of internal guards, he could only copy, even if he was looking for someone to write for him.

After a long time, King Qi took a deep breath, threw the brush in his hand aside violently, his forehead was covered with sweat, and said, "Come here, bring Gu a bowl of honey water."

At this time, the princess Xiangshi in the outer room was carrying a food box, and hurried towards the study room, but saw two inner guards with cold faces stretching out their hands to stop it.

"Princess, my lord is not allowed to come in until he finishes copying." The inner guard said coldly.

"Gu has finished copying, you can see that this is ten times, hurry up and check it." King Qi dragged his fat body out of the grand master's chair, and shouted at the inner guard.

The inner guard turned back to look at King Qi, checked a stack of paper manuscripts, took out a few paper manuscripts expressionlessly, and said: "My lord, these few papers are too sloppy and need to be rewritten."

"Rewrite? Damn you, do you know what you're talking about? Are you talking in human language? My handwriting is so scribbled and ugly, don't you want to read it!" Qi Wang was furious.

The inner guard remained expressionless and refused to give an inch. He said coldly, "My lord, if you don't rewrite it and send it to the Holy One, I'm afraid...you will be punished for more copying."

The anger on King Qi's face seemed to be suppressed, and he grabbed a few scribbled papers in his hand and tore them fiercely. A fat face was almost distorted in the snowflakes of paper all over the sky.

After a while, there was a bang bang sound, and all kinds of antique vases around were smashed and vented, King Qi gasped for breath.

Walking to the desk, he said, "Gu... rewrite!"

His face was sinking like water, and he was holding a pen in his hand, writing stroke by stroke, each stroke seemed to express the anger and hatred in his heart.

And in the outside room, some concubines of King Qi even wiped their tears when they saw King Qi losing his temper.

Concubine Xiang Shi, dressed in light yellow palace clothes and Luo skirt, wearing golden hairpins on her head, on her face like Xiaoyue, she hardly said a word, just stood there with a food box, quietly looking at King Qi, as if Between the painted brows and eyes, there is a touch of sadness.

The maid on the side, Nian Tao, wanted to reach out to take it, but was rejected by the concubine Xiang Shi who shook her head lightly, and said in a weak voice with some firmness: "The prince is inside, I'll wait for him to come out."

The servant girl Luan Tao sighed softly, knowing her master's heart, there was admiration in her eyes.

Concubine Xiangshi is the first wife of King Qi. Although she is a daughter of a small family, she has a strong temperament and is the only mistress in the mansion who can persuade King Qi.

In the distance, the sound of footsteps is broken, and three figures of different fat and thin figures are projected on the wall. Dou Rong, Xu Shaozhen, and Monk Huitong are standing in front of the moon gate, looking at the study room with bright lights and strict internal guards, feeling heavy in their hearts. Secretly annoyed.

Unexpectedly, the Son of Heaven is completely unreasonable, he doesn't care whether the prince did it, he doesn't investigate, and directly punishes him, and this time he even sent his inner guards to put the prince under house arrest, almost as a warning, if he makes small moves, what will usher in A real ban!

This... If the Sanhe gang makes trouble again next time, won't the blame be on the prince?

It's unreasonable!

And Jia Heng, after ambushing the members of the Three Rivers gang just now, is he still on guard?

After all... they killed the prince.

(End of this chapter)