After the new rain in the river city, Molingguan is deep in the apricot blossoms. 【】15《7
However, in Moling at this moment, there are no apricot blossoms everywhere, but the residual red of firecrackers is everywhere.
There are quite a few apricot trees, with unripe apricots hanging heavily on the branches.
After Xia Xun arrived at Moling Town, he immediately rushed to Tumen Baoyin's residence. When he arrived, he saw the village chief Yang Lijie leading several village servants to show off their power at Tumen Baoyin's house.
Time has passed, but there is one less girl to be selected. Yang Lijie can't make a difference, so why is he willing to give up? He only said that Tumen Baoyin hid his daughter and took several village servants to Tumen Baoyin's house.
Searching everywhere, using both soft and hard tactics, we must find this girl.
The village servants were all common ruffians. During the inspection, they took the opportunity to grab a lot of valuable things and filled their arms with them, pretending to be pretentious. As soon as Xia Xun arrived, Yang Lijie, who was showing off his power, was stunned. At that time, Xia Xun
He made a big fuss in the Yang family ancestral hall and repeatedly opposed the elders of the Yang family. Yang Lijie was already an adult at that time and everyone was watching, so he had a very deep impression on Xia Xun.
It's just that at that time, Yang Lijie was not very prominent among the younger generation of the clan, far inferior to Yang Chong. Yang Rong and his group were in the limelight. Later, this group of people were all in bad luck, but he was unharmed. But since then, Yang Lijie's attitude toward Xia
Xun Xun's methods are still fearful, so even though more than ten years have passed, Xia Xunye has changed a lot, but he can still recognize it.
"This person...is he? It should be him, he looks so cool, and he just appeared in his old house..."
Yang Lijie was shocked and doubtful. Not to mention that Xia Xun's methods of dealing with the Yang family in the past scared him. Just saying that Xia Xun was now the Duke of Fuguo, and that his status was so high that it was beyond his reach, was enough to frighten him.
The village servants under him were all people with extremely sharp ears and eyes. As soon as they saw this kind of character, they knew that they had encountered a troublesome person. They all stopped their hands in a dignified manner and stood there watching the scene.
When Xia Xun saw the situation in the courtyard, he frowned and hurriedly asked Tumen Baoyin, "Mrs. Chu, what's going on?"
Tumen Baoyin couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw Xia Xun, and hurriedly came forward to greet him, saying: "Ah! Lord Guo, you are here. Mu Wen has found you!"
Tumen Baoyin has regarded this place as her own home, and she has truly regarded Sakura as her daughter. She has completely assumed the role and is very comfortable recalling Sakura's current pseudonym. "
As soon as Yang Lijie heard the word "Guo Gong", he knew that he had recognized the wrong person. He knelt down with a "域卟" sound and knocked his head on the green brick floor with a loud "咚咚" sound: "I have seen the Grand Duke, little man."
People have seen the Duke of the country!"
"What's going on? Why does it sound like a house raid?"
Xia Xun ignored Yang Lijie at all and only asked Tumen Baoyin.
When Yang Lijie saw that Xia Xun ignored him, he knelt there and did not dare to get up. He just gestured to a few of his village servants who were in a daze and hurriedly told them to kneel down with his eyes. Then those people suddenly realized,
"卟卟" he knelt down on the ground, "dang, dang, dang, dang..." A gilded crane-billed bottle fell out of a village servant's arms and bounced on the ground for a long distance.
Tumen Baoyin hurriedly explained to Xia Xun the reasons before and after his arrival. Xia Xun suddenly understood why there were so many people getting married recently. Xia Xun naturally knew about the female talent show, but he didn't know that it had caused such a big problem among the people.
It has a huge influence. How can this kind of turmoil among the people, even though it is separated by a wall, reach the ears of the powerful and powerful people?
Xia Xun has Qianlong in hand, but Qianlong is by no means a spy with thousands of hands and eyes. No matter how large a secret spy organization is, its intelligence is limited and it can only collect intelligence within the predetermined monitoring range. If even the palace drafts
nv This kind of thing must be paid full attention to. Then every day, there are six departments, three law departments, and all the major government offices in the capital, and there are many major events related to the national economy and people's livelihood. Wouldn't he have to intervene in everything.
A workaholic emperor like Zhu Di had to review more than a thousand memorials a day, and this was screened by the cabinet. If Xia Xun did this, then he was really busier than the emperor. Moreover, his Qianlong could not be seen in the light. He needed to deliberately
Controlling scale cannot expand infinitely, so limited power must be used wisely:
How is the civil war in the Timurid Empire in the Western Region? When necessary, the rope tied around the neck of Harry Sultan must be tightened. "
What's going on in Arutai, Tatar? How's the operation going on over there in Oara, where Jin Yiwei is responsible for helping Wansongling seize power? How far has the power struggle in Japan gone? What are the emperor's speeches and actions along the way to the Northern Inspection?
, this is his focus. How could he waste Qianlong's money on the draft?
Is it possible that in a few years, a certain beautiful lady may become a favored concubine or even a queen, and now she has to win over and train all the 800 selected beautiful girls? What's more, in the early Ming Dynasty, the palace was extremely strict in controlling political affairs, unless it was
Ma Niangniang, a woman like Empress Xu who shared weal and woe with the emperor, how could other women dare to talk too much about intervening in the affairs of the court. In the political environment of the early Ming Dynasty, collusion between powerful ministers and the harem was the only way to die. This is also Ji Gang
The reason why Chen Ying's nephew was selected as a show maid, but he was still unscrupulous. Therefore, Xia Xun had no idea that things had developed to such a point. Queen Gu, from the last interview, the emperor treated her very seriously.
Besides, it involves Sakura, so this matter needs to be dealt with anyway. Fortunately, it is just a draft girl, so her life will not be in danger, and her innocence will not be lost. Xia Xun comforted Tumen Baoyin for a few words, and then turned to Yang Lijie
Said: "Get out! This family is not allowed to cause any more trouble. Do you understand?"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Yang Lijie didn't dare to defend himself, so he kowtowed quickly, got up and ran away. Behind him, Fei Hewei stretched out his hand to stop him and shouted: "Pile all the things you have for free, and if your hands and feet are unclean, I will chop off his hands and feet!"
The gangsters were frightened and hurriedly took out all the things they had brought along. In a moment, they were all spread out on the floor, as if they had set up a grocery stall.
After blasting away these people, Xia Xun explained to Tumen Baoyin why he came with the news, and said: "Madam, don't worry, I will go find out the whereabouts of Xiaoying. It doesn't matter if she has been selected, I
Just bring her back!"
Tumen Baoyin naturally knew Xia Xun's power. Since he agreed, he felt relieved. Because the matter was urgent, Xia Xun had to leave. Tumen Baoyin did not try to keep him, but sent him out with great gratitude.
Xun rode his horse and headed straight for the capital.
On the other side, Yang Lijie went straight to the county government in a hurry. With the sign of Fu Guogong, he was not afraid that the county boss would force him to ask for people again. If there were not enough people, he would spread it to other towns.
Thinking about it this way, it feels like a blessing in disguise.
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Tangkou Town, matchmaker Wang’s family.
Several people were chatting around Matchmaker Wang.
One of them said: "Mrs. Wang, you also know that my family runs an oil mill and is from a pretty good family. Now that we are in a tight situation, I don't want to find a good husband for my daughter. As long as the family situation is a little better and the person is more honest, If you live a good life, you will be of the same age!"
Another person, Mr. Si Shu, dressed up and said with a smile on his face: "Mother Wang, you have seen my daughter, who is well-educated and courteous, and has beautiful features and beautiful eyes. I have to trouble you about this matter. It would be best if she is a scholar. If It doesn’t matter if you don’t have any fame yet, as long as you are a young scholar…”
"Okay, okay!"
Matchmaker Wang raised her handkerchief, raised her handkerchief, and said: "You guys, stop being picky. You just came to me at this hour. How else do you want to get what you want? I'm telling you. , Nowadays, as long as you can get married in time, then it’s Amitabha, why should you pay so much attention? Nowadays, if a man of thirteen or four is begging for a widow of twenty-four or five, he is coveting other people’s dowry. If a woman is married to a man in her thirties or forties, then there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave."
She curled her lips and said, "You still want to be picky? In Jiangning Town, there was a wealthy family who was desperate and couldn't find a suitable son-in-law. It happened that their family hired a tin worker to make tweezers at home. He was a skilled man and not too old, so he picked him up in the middle of the night, put on the groom's clothes, and hurriedly went to the wedding hall with his daughter to get married. When they entered the cave, the tin worker was still confused. What's going on?"
"Yes, yes, Mrs. Wang, please take more trouble..."
"Humph, you still want to choose? Picking up a cucumber as a crutch is better than having your daughter actually selected into the palace, isn't it? Nowadays, it doesn't matter whether you are big or small, old or young, good or evil, rich or poor, and your family background is high or low, as long as you can marry If you have to go out, it will be a great misfortune. Otherwise, don't ask me, Mrs. Wang, for help. You can imitate those wealthy families and send servants everywhere to rob the groom!"
"Yes, yes, Granny Wang, please take more trouble!"
The clerk who opened the oil shop took out a heavy bunch of money from his sleeve and stuffed it into Granny Wang's hand: "Then I'll bother Granny Wang and tell my daughter about our marriage."
The old lady Wang weighed the money in her hand, and found it was enough. She couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, raised her handkerchief, and said: "Okay, wait for me to believe you. What I said just now is so unpleasant that I want you to know that now The problem is that I, Mrs. Wang, said that matchmakers have always been good people. I also hope that you ladies will look back on my good son. But there is really no suitable man in this area. I will look far away and I will give you a confirmation in two days. Son!"
When the oil shop owner heard this, he quickly said: "No, no, no, it won't happen in two days. I really can't afford to delay it. I heard the news at three quarters at noon. We will get married tonight!"
The matchmaker said "Ah" and lost her voice: "It's so urgent... where can you tell me to find a good wife for you?"
The teacher from the private school hurriedly said: "One day! My family can wait for one day! Mother Wang, please take the trouble!" As he said this, he passed the bacon in his hand forward.
The man who ran the oil shop quickly changed his words: "Okay, okay, one day at a time. Granny Wang, let my daughter-in-law mop her hair first."
At this moment, Xiaoying rode her horse lightly and rushed to the outside of Tangkou Town. At the entrance of the town, two men in green clothes and small hats were looking around, and they saw her at a glance. Xiaoying reined in the horse and smiled politely at them.
He smiled and asked: "Excuse me, if I want to go to Ci Lao Mountain, can I take this way?"
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