Jia Jing followed He Zhong. He Zhong was in a hurry and didn't pay much attention. Several people rushed to the main hall where Emperor Zhenwu was enshrined. There were a few so-called "people from the mansion" standing there.
Jia Jing looked at those people, but she saw that those people didn't look like slaves at all. Although their clothes looked simple, they were serious silk and satin. Jia Jing looked strange. Even the servants of this Jia family wore clothes.
Like this?
He Zhong couldn't help but change his expression and walked a few steps quickly: "Why is Labor Manager Lai here? Something big happened in the house?" The leader nodded and sighed: "If something big hadn't happened, how would you dare to disturb me?
Qingxiu?"
He Zhong's expression changed again: "Is it related?" Mr. Lai said: "I just got the news that the fourth aunt's grandmother in Xifu is gone."
He Zhong's nervous expression softened when he heard this: "Grandma Fourth Aunt is gone? Grandma Fourth Aunt is not..." Manager Lai nodded and said: "It's Mr. Lin from the south who came here. He just arrived today. I heard that the old lady of Xifu was
I love this aunt the most. Now that she has heard that she has nothing to cry about, she fainted several times. Xifu sent someone to say, I'm afraid it won't work, so the master sent us to invite the master."
He Zhong's face tightened again when he heard this. The fourth aunt of Xifu's grandma was dead and he might not be too lazy to move because of his temper, but if the old lady of Xifu was really useless, then this matter would be serious. He Zhong heard this and said hurriedly: "That's okay.
You have to report it to your Majesty as soon as possible."
As they spoke, several people turned around and happened to see Jia Jing standing behind. Manager Lai didn't recognize Jia Jing so he looked at He Zhong, and He Zhong said: "This is Second Master Jing."
Manager Lai saluted with a clear look on his face and said, "Young Lai Sheng, have you met the second master?" Jia Jing came to her senses and nodded, then asked doubtfully: "Second master?"
When Lai Sheng saw this, he looked at He Zhong. He Zhong smiled and said: "Second Master has been growing up in a Taoist temple since he was a child. It is natural that he doesn't know about the affairs of the family." Lai Sheng said with a smile: "I see. Speaking of Second Master, in fact,
The second master also has an older brother. The second master is still young now. When the master is free and the second master returns home with him, we will know that we are a big family."
Jia Jing nodded in understanding, watching He Zhong Laisheng hurriedly went to see his father after saluting. Jia Jing was even more confused. Since there is a brother still living at home, it doesn't seem to be the case.
It's what I guessed before, but what's the truth? The eldest son stays at home and takes the younger son out to practice Taoism?
Jia Jing shook her head strangely, turned around and entered the hall.
.......
Passing through the noisy Shenjing City, there is a huge palace city in the center of the entire Shenjing City. Surrounded by the wide and calm Jinshui River, the red walls and yellow tiles majestically overlook the entire Shenjing City. This is this great palace.
The head and center of the empire is the center of the country, the Forbidden City.
The center of the entire Forbidden City is the Daming Palace in front of you. Countless earth-shaking orders are issued in this majestic palace. Its owner controls the smooth operation of the entire country and drives this majestic and terrifying giant.
dragon.
But today, this master is extremely anxious.
"Get out of here! You clumsy idiot!"
Dai Quan, the eunuch in charge of the Daming Palace, with sweat on his forehead, waved his hand to the young eunuch who was kowtowing desperately and drove him out. He turned around and whispered: "Master, please calm down. I will go down and train them in a while..."
A man in a bright yellow dragon robe waved his hand violently. Dai Quan lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore. The man had a gloomy face and his chest heaved. After a long time, he sighed quietly.
He said solemnly: "Lin Aiqing's people have gone back?" Dai Quan said softly: "As for the master, Master Lin's people went straight to the palace of Duke Rong after they left the palace. Master Lin was originally a guest of the old Duke Rong.
."
The man became even more silent after hearing this, and Dai Quan almost retracted his head into his neck. Dai Quan, who had served him for decades, realized what kind of anger and viciousness was hidden under this calm and steady face.
Emperor Yongxi is the current owner of this country. He is the third emperor of Yan since Longxing, the ancestor of Yan, expelled the Tartars and established the foundation of Yan. He has the unique red and phoenix eyes of the Li family, with thin eyebrows and thin eyes.
He has thin lips, and although he looks strong and brave, his face is unavoidably mean. However, the power of a prison dragon that Yu Yu has cultivated over the past ten years makes his eyes as sharp as a knife, and ordinary people would not dare to look directly at him.
For example, at this time, Dai Quan felt the increasingly stagnant atmosphere around Emperor Yongxi, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in...
After an unknown amount of time, which seemed like countless springs and autumns, Emperor Yongxi finally spoke: "Lin Ruhai...my humerus minister, without Lin Ruhai, I, no, Dayan, the whole Dayan would not be able to survive now!"
Dai Quan bravely raised his head and glanced at Emperor Yongxi. This glance made his hair stand on end. Emperor Yongxi's eyes turned red and he choked out: "Since Lin Ruhai has been in office, his youngest son has died, and now his wife has also died! You said... Yangzhou
What do those salt merchants want to do?"
How dare Dai Quan open his mouth like this? After opening and closing it for a few times, he said weakly: "Master, if you pity Mr. Lin... why don't you send Mr. Lin back to the capital..." After Dai Quan finished speaking, he knew that he had said something stupid. Emperor Yongxi bit him.
Human eyes stared at him.
Dai Quan trembled and knelt on the ground without daring to speak. If Emperor Yongxi had someone available, would he let Lin Ruhai wallow in a wolf's den alone?
Although Emperor Yongxi has been on the throne for a long time, he still cannot control the power as he pleases. Firstly, he has a Supreme Emperor above him. Secondly, the military is respected by the nobles and soldiers, and the old ministers in the government are entrenched, so no one has the military and political power!
Although Dayan had gone through countless Northern Expeditions in the Yuanwu and Hongzhi dynasties, it had completely crushed the threat from the grasslands, but Dayan was not unscathed. The huge military expenditures and government expenses were about to overwhelm this huge empire.
The empire, after experiencing several rebellions, the whole country was completely in turmoil. The Supreme Emperor waved his hands and patted his butt and quit, but left this mess to him!
After more than ten years of hard work, the capable ministers and virtuous ministers he single-handedly promoted had to sacrifice themselves to bring back Dayan, who was about to go to hell!
And this is not without cost... He has received more than once the "legacy" of those capable ministers who have been single-handedly promoted. Every time he receives it, his heart feels like a knife being twisted. These are the seeds of famous ministers.
!These are our own forces that will be transferred back and reused in the future, but most of them died in the political struggle at the bottom!
Emperor Yongxi's eyes were red and he waved his hand. With trembling hands, he put away Lin Ruhai's bloody memorial on the desk, and walked slowly into the back hall...
…
This was one of the few times Jia Jing saw his father. He saw his father walking out of the back hall in a hurry. He was wearing a large Taoist robe and a Taoist crown on his head, but he had no celestial demeanor at all.
, skinny, with sunken eye sockets, like a dead man!
Jia Jing bowed and saluted: "I have met my father." The man seemed surprised when he saw him, and finally nodded unnaturally: "Yeah, get up..." Jia Jing looked at him with concern.
He said: "I heard that the master is going back to his hometown. Does the master want his son to follow him?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "No... no need." Jia Jing said unwillingly: "My son is not young anymore. I heard from people in the family that there seem to be relatives at home? My son is now also
I’m almost seven years old, but I’ve never seen him before…”
The man seemed to turn back and glare at Lai Sheng. Lai Sheng was a little confused but still shrank his neck timidly. The man turned back and coughed twice, waving his hands and saying, "No need... just go back and read."
After speaking, Jia Jing left in a hurry regardless of what Jia Jing said. Jia Jing did not move, but frowned slightly. She turned her head and looked at the back of the man who hurriedly got into the carriage. Jia Jing's eyes flickered...
This is the first time Jia Jing has come to Beijing in these years. After his father left, when no one was paying attention, he secretly hid in the convoy of Taoist priests in Xuanzhen Temple going to the city to buy groceries.
When the motorcade stopped at the entrance of the rice and grain store, Jia Jing took an opportunity and rushed into the crowd.
Jia Jing had chosen the time and didn't have time to look at the majesty of this capital city. After walking a few steps, she saw a tea stall. There were a few people sitting there in twos and threes chatting and chatting. Jia Jing rolled her eyes and walked over.
Dao Yi said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
The man originally wanted to wave him away impatiently, but when he turned around, he saw a little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth. The man instantly put away his disgusted expression and whispered in an amiable and gentle voice: "What's the matter with the little Taoist boy?"
Jia Jing sighed secretly that no matter ancient or modern people are visual animals, Jia Jing pretended to be a child and timidly said: "The layman is happy, Xiaodao... Xiaodao was originally a Taoist priest from Xuanzhen Temple outside the city. Today he went to the city with his master to say
I wanted to chant sutras and pray for the old lady of the Jia family, but because the little Taoist priest was too sleepy, when he woke up, he couldn’t find his master..."
As Jia Jing spoke, her big watery eyes seemed to be unable to hold back tears. People drinking tea at the tea stall also looked over. The person who ran the tea stall was a middle-aged woman. When she saw this, she also came over with a look of pity.
He said: "I'm sorry, Jian'er, at such a young age, don't sit down and talk slowly..."
Jia Jing stretched out her little hand and wiped her big eyes and said: "I won't sit down anymore. I'm afraid I'll scold Master if he can't find me for a while. I just ask my uncles and sisters to show me the way to the trail, and I'll just find the trail myself."
"
The person at the beginning scratched his head and said: "It's not easy to find. There are more than tens of thousands of people with the surname Jia in the entire Shenjing City?" Someone next to him also had an idea and said: "Yeah, if you ask me to tell you about the little Taoist priest, don't look for you.
That’s it, Master, I’ll call you a car in a while and take you back to Xuanzhen Temple.”
The people next to him also started talking, and Jia Jing seemed to be sobbing: "I don't know much about Xiaodao. I just heard from Master that his family seemed to be quite powerful and very wealthy, so he couldn't delay. Master usually
I have to wait on you during the chanting. If I go back to Xuanzhen Temple directly... I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand a beating."
A scholar sitting far away, wearing a scarf and a blouse, heard this and said, "Quite powerful and wealthy? Could it be... the one on Rongning Street?"