Rongguo Mansion, Rongqing Hall——

Jia Mu sat on an Arhat bed covered with soft mattresses, while on an embroidered pillar not far away sat Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang and others.

In addition, there is a new couple, Xia Jingui and Xue Pan.

Xia Jingui was dressed in a chrysanthemum yellow dress, her black hair was combed into a dignified bun, held in place by a golden hairpin, and her long and narrow eyebrows were extremely sharp, with a hint of meanness and shrewdness.

Jia Mu smiled, and under those gray brows, her old eyes were kind and warm, and she said softly: "You two should help each other when doing business. It would be better to make the Xue family's business bigger and bigger."

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A smile appeared on Xia Jingui's face and he said softly: "Old ancestor, I usually listen to my husband's decision."

In front of Jia Mu, Mrs. Rongguo's wife, Xia Jingui's temperament as a lion in the east of the river undoubtedly had to be restrained and he tried his best to show his best side.

Xue Pan seemed a little unnatural at this moment, a bit like driving a donkey to grind.

Aunt Xue just thought that Xue Pan was shy and didn't say anything. She quickly smiled and said, "Pan'er, your grandmother is talking to you."

A simple and honest smile appeared on Xue Pan's honest face, and he said with a forced smile: "Old lady, we are doing palace business now, and we all do it through consultation."

Jia Mu nodded and warned: "You were ignorant in the past, but you should be sensible now."

Xue Pan Na Na should be.

Mother Jia smiled, persuaded Aunt Xue, and said softly: "When the child is older, he has his own ideas."

Aunt Xue smiled and said softly: "No matter how old this child is, he is still a child in our eyes."

Jia Mu sighed: "Yes."

As he was talking, he looked at Mrs. Wang aside and asked: "Zheng'er, has he delivered any letters recently?"

An unnatural smile appeared on Mrs. Wang's face, and she said: "The master said that I will stay in Bashu until the end of the year. If it is feasible, I still want to listen to Brother Heng's opinion."

Jia Mu smiled and said: "It's good to listen to Brother Heng's opinion. It makes sense for Brother Heng to pave the way."

Even Baoyu, who is getting older and has no official career, is not a problem.

While everyone was talking, suddenly, a nanny wearing silk and satin clothes quickly entered the hall and said: "Old lady, there is news from outside that Uncle Heng has won another war."

Jia Mu was surprised and said: "Well, how do you say that?"

A Buddhist bead spinning in Mrs. Wang's hand stopped for a moment, and the corners of her mouth twitched on her face as white as jade.

He secretly thought, did that Uncle Heng win another battle?

Okay, I'm all used to it now.

But such a person did not mean what he said at the beginning.

Last time I sent someone to Princess Jinyang to call her eldest daughter back to her house, but she hasn't come back yet.

The nanny nodded and said softly: "It is said that Uncle Heng won the battle in Liaodong, and soon after he defeated the Jurchens, the teacher returned to Beijing."

Jia Mu's eyes paused slightly and asked, "So fast?"

Grandma said: "This is how it is spread throughout Beijing."

At this moment, Aunt Xue's eyes lit up in the hall, with a hint of hope in her eyes.

Xia Jingui, who was sitting on the embroidered pier next to Xue Pan, seemed to be thinking a bit in her narrow phoenix eyes that shone with shrewdness under her beautiful eyebrows.

I have heard my uncle talk about this Duke of Wei several times, but I have never seen him.

Speaking of which, he still had to call her sister-in-law.

Aunt Xue smiled and said, "Brother Heng, you are winning one battle after another."

A look of thoughtfulness appeared on Jia Mu's old face, she smiled and said, "Yes, if Liaodong is pacified, this will be a truly amazing achievement. I'm afraid I will be crowned the county king when I come back."

When Aunt Xue heard this, her heart couldn't help but become hot again.

Now her precious girl is a first-class princess, so when Brother Heng becomes the county king, her girl should also be a princess, right?

After all, she and Ke Qing are both the ladies of the same country.

Mrs.

Where’s the title?”

When Mrs. Wang heard Mrs.

But the Rongqing Hall was full of laughter and laughter for a while, as if it was falling into some kind of longing.

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Shengjingcheng

At this moment, Dorgon was wearing a black hat with a wingless mountain on his head and a black and red satin embroidered python suit. He was standing on the top of the city, looking at the Han army camp in the distance and observing the Han army's movements.

One move.

The Han army was in the Muzha camp where they had set up. Although they were very busy, they were having breakfast in an orderly manner, and there was a chilling atmosphere in the silence.

It can be said that Dorgon was extremely worried at this moment.

It is a kind of expectation to speed up time as soon as possible. As long as the winter moon comes, the mountains are covered with heavy snow and everything is white, then troops and horses can be sent to attack the grain road.

And among the white tents outside Shengjing City, a large number of sergeants were coming in and out, busy.

"Dong dong..."

As the drums continued to sound, as dense as raindrops, a large number of Han troops in black and red armor, led by the Han generals in the capital camp, poured out of the camp like a tide, carrying a ladder, towards the majestic Shengjing City.

The city launched a flood-like offensive.

The soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp carried wooden ladders and rushed towards the city wall.

On top of the towering city wall, groups of soldiers in armor, holding strong bows in their hands, shot at the Han army below. They were as dense as locusts, covering the sky and the earth.

"Puff, puff..."

They saw the red blood mist forming into a ball, and a large number of Han army generals let out a scream a moment later, and a large number of soldiers fell to the ground.

Jia Heng was now wearing a maroon battle armor with mountain characters and a black cloak. He was riding on a maroon horse, holding a monocular telescope in his hand and looking at the top of the city.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of Han troops camped in Beijing. After several days of siege, the sky was overwhelming. At this moment, arrows were like rain, pouring towards the city head like a waterfall.

"Ding ding..."

Black arrows shot at the stone walls, and after a while, they fell down, seemingly not touching the ground at all.

The sound of artillery boomed, and at this moment, the cannonballs fell on the city wall, and the smoke filled the air. After the shells exploded, the sound of injured groans suddenly came from the surroundings.

The Jurchen soldiers on Shengjing City set up a fort of red cannons. The black muzzles of the red cannons were emitting thick smoke and blasting towards the soldiers and horses in the distance.

The Jurchen Eight Banners, on the other hand, threw rolling logs and rocks downwards, hitting the Han army generals and soldiers who were climbing up.

A large number of Han troops approached the city wall, and the siege of the city did not stop until the afternoon.

Then, the Han army retreated to the fenced camp like a tide and began to eat dishes of food.

Chen Xiao nodded and said softly: "This is not the way to attack the city. Even if it continues for a month, it will be difficult to defeat the city."

Jia Heng said: "By continuously attacking the city, we will first weaken the morale of the Jurchens, and then launch a general attack later."

Chen Xiao said softly: "I'm afraid that the Beijing camp will be under the fortified city for a long time, and the morale of the generals will be wiped out first."

"What you said makes sense." Jia Heng nodded, looked at Chen Xiao, and said in a clear voice: "How is the situation over there in Liaoyang City?"

Under Chen Xiao's eyebrows, he stared at Jia Heng and said softly: "I was just about to tell you that Xiehou defeated the Jurchen Shuosai Division who hijacked the grain road and wiped out more than 4,000 enemies. After this battle, the troops in the direction of Liaoyang

The grain road should not be easily disturbed anymore."

The previous strategy of luring the enemy would definitely make Shuo Sai bitten by a snake once, and he would be afraid of well ropes for ten years.

Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "There is also the grain road between Ningyuan and Jinzhou, which is more important. Has Cao Bianjiao discovered the main force of the cavalry led by Man Dahai?"

Chen Xiao said: "There is no flying pigeon to deliver the letter yet."

Jia Heng thought for a moment, glanced at the towering city wall in the distance, and said, "Let's go back to the camp first."

As they spoke, the two entered the military tent.

At this time, the guard brought a wooden plate with dishes on it, which was steaming hot.

Jia Heng picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks and was about to pick up the dishes when he raised his eyes to look at Chen Xiao and asked: "Is there any movement among the Jinyi Mansion spies in the city?"

Chen Xiao said: "There is no movement. The siege of the city has not made much progress in the past few days, so some Han generals in the city have wavered in their beliefs and began to sit on the wall and wait and see."

Jia Heng said coldly: "That is when we wait for the winter moon and our army fails in the siege, and then send troops and horses to hijack the enemy's food routes. That is their chance to make a comeback."

Chen Xiao nodded, picked up a piece of leek and egg, put it in Jia Heng's bowl, and said, "You have been working hard these days, so eat this first."

While the two were talking, suddenly a guard in Jinyi stopped outside the military tent and said: "Commander, His Royal Highnesses the King of Wei and the King of Chu are here."

Jia Heng put the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, looked at Chen Xiao intently, and said, "Wait here, I'll go take a look."

Chen Xiao said softly: "I will go with you."

While the two were talking, they left the military tent and came outside the military camp accompanied by a group of royal guards.
To be continued...