In the Ming Dynasty's guard system, the highest rank of the commander can only be the third rank, and the Jinyi Guard is also the first guard. Although the actual power is far different from that of the ordinary guard, the rank is the same. In the capital where high-ranking officials are everywhere, the rules of rank are indeed
not enough.【】
Now, although only the first and second ranks are promoted, rather than the second rank, they are directly promoted to the second rank. Compared with the first rank officials, they are still inferior. But how many first rank are there in the capital? Those high officials of the court, six ministers
He is only the first rank, and the other three ministers are still a little behind now. In other words, the first rank and the first rank are already rare figures in the court, so although his second rank has only been raised two levels, it is equivalent to the college entrance examination.
Even half a point can wipe out thousands of people, and he has already jumped to the top. This also shows Zhu Di's trust and love for him now.
Ji Gang was overjoyed to express his gratitude. When he kowtowed and left the Jinshen Hall, he felt that his body was as light as a swallow, as if his whole person had been reborn.
When he was walking on Jinling Street, he met several officials riding horses. When they saw each other, they bowed their hands on the horse. Some of the officials who were of a lower rank reined in their horses and walked to the side of the road first.
Ji Gang was so aggressive that when he saw the second-rank officials, he only slightly raised his hand. Although Ji Gang had a special status and was arrogant, in the past, although he was not very polite, he was still polite on his face. Today, he raised his chin slightly.
, it is rare to see a face full of arrogance.
Although those officials were slightly dissatisfied, they did not dare to find fault. If the officials next to you offended you, they would be offended. If they want to deal with you, everyone has to fight openly and openly. But Ji Gang has convenient conditions and can sue you at any time.
He is so black, there is no need to argue with him over a bow.
These officials had rosy faces, and when the two horses crossed, they could smell the smell of alcohol from afar. Ji Gang knew that they had just come back from attending the reception banquet for Duke Fu. These officials all supported the eldest prince, and they were drunk like this.
Look, besides Fu Guogong's wine shop, who else can be there today?
Unexpectedly, Ji Gang thought of Yang Xu again, but what he thought of was not Yang Xu today, but the Yang Xu he met by chance in Putai County when he was about to go to Yanggu County with Peng Ziqi.
Dressed in green shirts, they met by chance in a hotel. Both of them were scholars. They were equals and called him brothers. At that time, Yang Xu had to call him Brother Ji.
Now what?
"Ji Gang!"
The fate of life is truly unpredictable.
There were four people at that time. Gao Xianning was the most promising of the four to become an official and the most outstanding student in Jinan Fuxue. But now he is working at home and farming, and will never have the chance to become an official. If he hadn't rescued him, there would not be a foot of grass on the grave now.
Taller.
The next person who was promising was Yang Xu, but he gave up the military service and achieved the status of a highly respected official today.
As for him, he was expelled from the imperial college and had to eat and drink with Gao Xianning and travel around the world. Now he is the emperor's close servant and the emperor's guard!
The last one is a girl who disguised herself as a man. She is now the wife of the Duke of the country and is in the imperial court.
The smile on Ji Gang's lips gradually faded away. He rode forward and looked around. He suddenly felt that in terms of status, he was not as good as Yang Xu. In terms of power, he was even above Yang Xu. Yang Xu was a very popular minister.
Although honor is shown, power is gradually disappearing, the road has come to an end, but he is just like the sun, his road is still long, very long...
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Ji Gang has his own mansion in Beijing, but he is not in the habit of living in the Jinyiwei Yamen and being served by a bunch of big-headed soldiers. How can he be as comfortable and comfortable as having a lovely wife, beautiful concubines, and pretty maids at home?
He returned home and told his wife the good news that he had been promoted to the second rank. His wife was a woman from a good family, the daughter of an aristocratic family in Jinan Prefecture, Shandong Province. After he became the commander of the Jinyi Guard, his family gave him
He mentioned this family relationship. If it weren't for this position and his family background, he wouldn't be able to marry a girl from such a family.
Mrs. Ji was gentle and virtuous. Although her appearance was ordinary, she was not jealous or jealous and never interfered with his behavior of collecting concubines. Therefore, the relationship between the couple was really good and they respected each other as guests.
When she heard that her husband had specially ordered simplicity, Mrs. Ji was also very happy and hurriedly asked the kitchen to prepare the food and wine so that her husband could enjoy himself even more. Ji Gang asked two pretty maids to wait on him and took a bath, changed into light robes, lay down on the couch and took another bath.
I asked two pretty maids to wait on me by rubbing my head and legs. Just when I was in high spirits, the housekeeper came to report that Yin Qianhu from the Yamen had arrived.
Yin Shenghui was the person he promoted with his own hands. He was a close friend and there was no need to avoid being taboo. Ji Gang lazily did not want to get up and go to the hall to meet the guests, so he said: "Ask him to come!"
After a while, Yin Shenghui arrived in a hurry. Unless he was a very close friend, he couldn't see his concubine, but even a very close friend couldn't see his concubine wearing only a spring shirt and showing off her beauty. Ji Gang didn't care.
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Yin Shenghui's eyes flickered, and he was kneeling next to Ji Gang. He scratched the pretty maid's round buttocks with a knife like a knife, and then bowed to Ji Gang and said, "Sir!"
Ji Gang closed his eyes and asked slowly: "What's the matter?"
Yin Shenghui's face showed a bit of joy, and he stepped forward and said, "Sir, he has returned to Beijing!"
Ji Gang said "Oh", raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Where are you?"
Yin Shenghui said: "I have sent someone from this humble position to keep an eye on me and estimate the distance. We can reach the capital tomorrow."
Ji Gang snorted softly and said, "Okay! Tomorrow, when he reaches the city gate, you will stop him and give him a good beating!"
Yin Shenghui showed timidity and said: "My lord, under the emperor's feet, he beats the official, and he is still an imperial envoy. I'm afraid it's inappropriate. If I cause trouble to you, my lord, even if I die ten thousand times, I can't atone for my sin...
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Ji Gang laughed and scolded: "Get out of here! I don't know you yet, you wish I could say that."
Ji Gang flicked his hand and flexed his fingers. Although he closed his eyes, he hit the little girl's breasts. The pain made the little girl tremble and let out a tender cry.
Ji Gang hummed: "Use some strength, aren't you full?"
The little girl quickly started massaging him vigorously. Ji Gang then said to Yin Shenghui: "Remember, the more you humiliate him, the better it will make him crazy with shame and rage, but don't really beat him to death. If you do it, you will be killed."
Tell me quickly, I want him to die, and I want him to die clearly!"
Yin Shenghui smiled sinisterly and responded softly: "I humbly obey my orders!"
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In the room, sandalwood curls up, and Ming'er, dressed in white like a lotus, sits cross-legged, caressing the brocade harp with her slender fingers. As she fiddles with it, quiet and elegant music flows out from her fingers. The guqin music is either ethereal, elegant, or like the wind.
Pine, Xiao Xiaoran is refreshing.
However, this piece of music composed by Ming'er is somewhat different. She has been studying music for a long time with Xilin and Jeanna, two girls who are proficient in Qiuci music. Her music has unknowingly changed a bit.
It's a bit tactful, sounds more lively, and if you savor it carefully, it has a bit of an alien flavor.
At first, the sound of the music was like fluttering butterflies, like springs and streams, and suddenly it was like an empty mountain Zen temple, simple and ethereal, but then it became elegant and changed, making those who have been to the deserts of the Western Regions close their eyes and listen, as if they were sitting in the golden desert.
Above, the surrounding fields were dark and empty, but there was a bonfire in front of it, which was surrounded by a circle. In the center was a tall and graceful dancer with a mantle over her shoulders, a low-waist dance skirt, and a white gauze on her face.
Put your hands on your feet and dance gracefully.
She swayed her round hips gracefully, twisting her slender waist like a snake. When she turned around, her sexy navel appeared in front of you, causing the travelers to cheer and drink, despite the flames blocking it.
Not daring to reach out, he caressed that alluring body with his naked eyes...
The sound of the piano is soft, changing and ethereal, like falling petals, like a dream. When you listen to it, it feels like the green leaves of the banana plant are hanging down, and a dewdrop is gently falling into the lake of your heart, causing ripples...
This is what Ming'er was thinking when she was playing the piano. If she knew that Xia Xun was imagining such a beautiful scene while listening to her music, she would be afraid of getting angry and raising the piano to knock on this disgraceful scene.
Go up to the fool's head.
Xia Xun was leaning on the Xiang Fei bamboo couch, with her head resting on a pillow with built-in tea stalks and ginkgo leaves. Her eyes seemed to be slightly closed, as if she was listening very absorbedly. The pretty maid Qiaoyun knelt in front of the couch, her small fists rising and falling gently.
, was beating his thigh.
In the beginning, Xia Xun was not used to using maids to serve him for food, drink and shelter. In the past, he just asked Xiaodi to comb his hair. Until now, he was unwilling to let maids serve him when bathing. He appeared naked in front of several people with him.
In front of a woman who has no physical intimacy, let alone in front of Ming'er, asking other women to wait on her.
However, the life of the Duke of Guo has its own pomp and circumstance. With so many maids in the family, are they all raised to make a living? Ming'er himself comes from a wealthy family and has been accustomed to it since he was a child. She is not opposed to having maids serve him.
Of course, service is limited to service. Excessive intimacy, no distinction between superiors and inferiors, and dirty and messy back rooms are all things that should not be considered.
Qiao Yun is even more special. She is Ming'er's dowry girl. The two of them grew up together and share a love for sisters. Although this dowry girl is a living person, she is the wife's private property. Ming'er originally said
If Qiao Yun is asked to be the husband's maid, it would be like when Zhu Di touched Zhu Gaoxu's shoulder on the battlefield and said that if something big happened, he would intend to pass it on to him.
It would have been better not to say this. Once he said it, Qiaoyun's mind started to work. There was a huge market in that era for preferring to be a heroic concubine rather than a mediocre one. A maid with a higher status in the family of a high-ranking official was better than a maid with a higher status.
The wife of ordinary ordinary people had a better life, let alone the woman who became the man of the house. The social environment at that time allowed men to have three wives and four concubines. Unfortunately, Xia Xun always treated her as an adult and a girl.
Huaichun's Qiaoyun made me resentful.
Now, Ming'er is also deliberately creating opportunities for Qiaoyun to get close to her husband.
At this time, the moon was in the sky. Ming'er hooked her little finger, and a final note floated into the air. The lingering sound lingered for a long time. Ming'er smiled sweetly and stared at her husband.
Qiao Yun was close to Xia Xun. Seeing that the master had no reaction, he listened attentively and heard a faint sound...
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