Chapter 1,233 Big and Little Dandy Monthly Ticket)
Erhe looked blank, but his heart was in chaos.
Princess... immoral?
Or is it the "thief shouts to catch the thief"?
This is not something he can interfere with and decide!
The princess of the Qing Dynasty was also famous for her toughness in her early years.
Especially before entering the customs, the princesses of the Taizu Dynasty and Taizong Dynasty were often domineering and fierce, causing headaches for both their parents' and husband's families.
Especially during the Taizong Dynasty, Taizong entertained his aunts and sisters several times, just to discuss with them that he should be more reasonable and less violent in the future.
At that time, the princes-in-law were all Miao descendants of the Manchurian princes and princes of the Horqin tribe of Mongolia.
The former is a noble vassal who follows to conquer the world, while the latter is an ally by marriage, and neither of them can be beaten all the time.
But that's just talking about the princess. The eldest princess's temper is not very submissive, and she has little respect for Weng Gu and her husband-in-law.
There is no other immorality or immorality.
Princess Duanjing's gossip is questioning her chastity and virtue.
Princess Gaoyang and Bianji...
Erhe didn't dare to think deeply.
This impact is too great.
It's not something he can interfere with, nor can Brother Jiu take care of it casually.
It involves the dignity of the court.
He looked at the director and said: "Master Jiu is encircling Rehe and has to stay for a few more days. There is not enough food. So he sent me to Kayou Banner to buy it. Apart from the official warehouse, where can I get a thousand kilograms of food in the town?"
of rice?”
After hearing this, the station director shook his head and said: "The granary of Ehuang Mansion may not have a thousand kilograms of rice. The main food in Haraqin is wheat, supplemented by buckwheat, and the rest is millet and sorghum. The former is used to make fried rice.
The latter makes porridge."
There is no rice produced locally, but even if some rice comes from Guanli, it is rare. The palace manager came to buy it a while ago and bought 80% of it.
Erhe said: "The largest granary in the town belongs to Erhe?"
The station manager nodded and said: "It's on the shop in the street ahead. Behind the grain store is the warehouse. That shop belongs to my brother-in-law."
Erhe nodded, put down the food matter, looked at the station director and said: "Today is already October 18th, six days before the Golden Awarding Festival. If no one from the princess's house comes out, are there any dowry people living in the princess's house?"
Outside the house?”
The station director thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, this place is vast and sparsely populated. The princess's mansion was built before the princess's death. There are nearly 300 houses, and the ten dowry families all live in the mansion."
Therefore, once the gate of the Princess Mansion is closed, it really cuts off the news from inside and outside.
Erhe was alert in his heart, looked at the man and said: "Tomorrow morning you will lead the way, we will go to the grain store to buy grain. Afterwards, someone will ask you, just bite this person to death. If you say something that shouldn't be said, and someone silences you, then it's you."
relationship."
The man immediately pursed his lips and said: "Well, the guard is here to prepare food. He has official duties and cannot delay. If the princess is ill, he can only come back to say hello."
Erhe nodded and asked the man to go down.
When he was left alone, Erhe was hesitant to tell the twenty guards below him to be more alert tonight and sleep with his clothes on.
Immediately, he gave up this idea.
Adding superfluous information can easily frighten the enemy.
The princess should just be under house arrest. If there was something wrong, the prince-in-law would not let such rumors spread and would have cleared them up long ago.
In that case, the twenty-one of them would be like falling into a wolf's den and become the targets of silence. There would be no point in struggling.
Since that's not the case, then just pretend that you don't know anything...
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The Prince-in-law's Mansion, the front yard.
Garzang stood on his seat with a gloomy face, looking at his two subordinates.
In terms of age, he is one year younger than Princess Duanjing, and is only twenty-six this year.
It's just that Mongolians eat meat and become adults in their teens. They also look more mature and look a bit rough, as if they are in their thirties.
He and the princess got married in the 32nd year of Kangxi's reign, when he was seventeen and the princess was eighteen.
In the beginning, there were moments of love, but their temperaments were not compatible. After the princess gave birth to a boy and a girl, the two families began to respect each other as guests.
He had concubines here before the wedding, and there were also female slaves he took in after the wedding, but he knew the rules, and the bastards were all born after the princess became pregnant.
I thought everything would be fine, but I didn't expect the princess to treat a young guard differently.
If the princess was willing to let him kill the guard directly, the matter would be over, but the princess refused.
Could it be that all the people of Karaqin laughed at him as a living bastard?
What man can stand this?
He didn't regret asking someone to seal the princess' mansion to teach her a lesson, but he also had no intention of turning the couple against each other.
This matter should not be known to outsiders.
But now that outsiders have come, people are worried.
The older staff member said: "Don't worry, my brother-in-law, I asked people to stare at the station. There is nothing strange. The horses took off their reins and everyone stopped."
Garzang said: "Keep watching and don't slack off."
The man responded, arranged the manpower, and stared at the station.
As a result, in the early morning, before it was dark, there was movement at the station.
The stationmaster carried a lantern, got on his horse, and took a few people to the center of the town.
The man followed behind and looked in the direction of several people.
It seems that it is really in the direction of the Princess Mansion.
The man followed cautiously, but the horse in front stopped.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
A quick knock on the door alerted the dogs in the street.
"Woof woof woof woof..."
This is the busiest street in town. There are shops on the north and south, and there are many dogs following them.
"That bastard, are you trying to catch up with Changshengtian?"
Along with the sound of cursing, there was movement in the grain store.
"Clang..."
The door bolt was pulled, and the door was pushed open. It was a black-faced Mongolian man, looking at everyone with an evil expression.
Haraqin Banner is a prosperous and peaceful place, and this shop is still a business of the Prince-in-law. The people in the shop are also adamant and cursed: "Go, go, go! According to the rules, the door will not open until the sun rises, and there will be no more business after the sun goes down."
The station director raised a lantern and said: "Chaolu, no one has violated the rules of the shop. These are distinguished guests from afar. They are in trouble. They have come to Haraqin to ask for help. Don't ask them to follow the same rules as the Haraqin people."
.”
The man saw Erhe next to the director.
Erhe wears a hood, a mink hat on his head, and a knife at his waist. It is indeed not a Mongolian dress.
Erhe, who also speaks Mongolian, directly introduced himself: "I am the bodyguard of the ninth prince of Bogda Khan, the fourth-grade military attache Erhe. I was ordered to come here to buy food. The ninth prince was hunting in the palace three hundred miles away.
We have more manpower but not enough food. If you ask me to come to Kalaqin to replenish food, does this need to be approved by the Princess’s Mansion or the Prince-in-law’s Mansion? Then I should go to the Princess’ Mansion now and ask them to arrange for someone to come over?”
Nachao Lu shook his head and said, "I need permission from the Prince-in-law. I don't bother you, sir. I can go over and ask."
He knows the Ninth Prince.
The ninth prince who came here the year before last and ordered gold belts for the princes and princes was born to Bogda Khan's favorite concubine and was in charge of Bogda Khan's palace and private property.
More than half a month ago, the manager of the Kalahe Tunhang Palace sent people to Kalaqin to buy rice for the Ninth Prince's winter hunting. He bought almost all the rice in the shop.
In the end, even the more than one thousand kilograms of rice was not enough to eat?
He called a few people into the shop, led the horse behind him, and went to the prince-in-law's house.
Garzang didn't sleep all night.
He was a little confused.
The husband and wife were in a stalemate, but he was not worried. He was the owner of this land.
But if he really wanted to alarm the court, he would not be able to bear the consequences.
He already regretted it. He should not have broken up with the princess, but should have quietly executed the guard.
At this time, Chaolu came to see him, and Garzang also came to see him.
When it became clear that the group of people coming from the station were not from the capital, but from the Karahe Tunhang Palace to buy food, Garzang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered: "Sell to them, sell more, and order more trucks."
carriage……"
With that said, he stood up and wanted to go there in person to meet Erhe.
But when I thought about sending someone yesterday, I was told that he was not in town, so it was really hard to show up.
He called his confidant in charge and asked him to go there with Chaolu.
The steward felt uneasy and even more afraid. When he arrived at the grain store, he looked at Erhe's expression.
When Erhe saw a wizened old man with a beard, he looked at himself with a sly look, and felt that this man was not a good person.
He didn't say much. He just put on his usual expression as the ninth elder brother, holding his shoulders and being picky about the food in the grain store: "The rice is only three hundred kilograms. This is enough to fill anyone's teeth. Our father is the beloved son of the emperor.
When traveling, two people lined up alone, followed by an army of three hundred people, and they would eat more than a dozen sheep and hundreds of kilograms of rice in one day..."
"This is white noodles, why is it so black? Our Ninth Master took Fujin with him on the trip. Our Fujin is of the blood of the princess. We are from the most noble family in the Eight Banners. Our food and clothing are better than those of the princesses in the palace. How can we have such black noodles?
Entrance?"
"There are only 1,200 kilograms of fine grain, and the rest is coarse grain? Is that for feeding pigs? Do you think we are short of money?"
After being picky to the end, Erhe lost his patience and frowned: "It's true that we are the servants of the Emperor and Master Jiu, but we can't afford this..."
As he said that, he casually mentioned the identities of several guards. He was the second master of the palace, Ama was the first-class minister in charge of the bodyguards, Fu Qing was the young master of the prime minister's house, and his Ama was the current minister of the imperial court.
The most powerful bachelor among them; Chunlin, the son of the Eight Banners' archery instructor; Cao Shun, the son of Jiangning Zhizao...
The steward and Chaolu looked at each other and understood that it was the emperor's dandy son who had brought a bunch of dandies around him to the edge of the paddock to hunt.
The steward hurriedly said: "Although I'm not in the flag, I can't let Master A come here in vain. I will go back to my husband's house and ask people to load two carts of good food for the Ninth Prince and Jiu Fujin."
Send it over."
Erhe's expression became better and he said: "That's more or less the same. Otherwise, I won't have the shame to go back to do business. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly. Our ninth master is not short of money..."
As he spoke, he took out two purses, threw one into Chaolu's arms, and stuffed the other into the steward's hand, saying: "This is also my first time to be sent on a foreign mission, and it's a small matter like buying food. I can't lose this dignity."
rise……"
The steward hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Sir, I will definitely do my best..."
Erhe showed satisfaction and said: "Yes, our Ninth Master's brother Wu Beile is in charge of the vassal administration at the moment. When I return to Beijing, I will go and tell Ninth Master and I will make a note for you..."
