Chapter 75 Nanya eats melons, and the south gate gives horses
Ji Yuan left the Qintian Prison all the way, originally going to the Prince's East Palace.
The carriage picking up people was parked outside last night, and the small yellow gate in the palace was also waiting for a long time.
But I was delayed for a while because I was chatting with Chen Shen.
When Ji Yuan left the city outside the palace and saw the little yellow gatekeeper,
However, I learned that His Highness the Crown Prince was temporarily busy and could not meet in person.
It seems that the remnants of the Eight Great Families of the past colluded with the outsiders and invaded Shuofeng Pass on a large scale, shocking the government and the public!
The Ministry of War, the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, and the Fusi of Heilongtai North and South Town were all in trouble.
Things on the Nine Sides should never be ignored.
At this time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was busy convening the cabinet and mobilizing six ministries.
Naturally, there will be no time to entertain guests or recruit talents.
"Well, if you really enter the gate of the East Palace, trouble may follow."
Ji Yuan's thoughts wandered and he remembered the three vassal kings that his second uncle had mentioned.
King Yan, King Huai, King Ning.
They are all talented people with deep thoughts and good methods.
A man with outstanding military exploits, guarding one side, and won the support of Tan Wenying and other military officials;
A talented and talented Confucian leader was regarded as a successor by the two academies of Shangyin and Jixia;
A sage has a far-reaching reputation and a grand reputation. He has three thousand followers alone, and is called the "Eight Wise Kings" among the people.
In addition, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who has been in charge of the country for twenty years, and the saint who is in seclusion and never comes to court.
There are five true dragons alive!
"No wonder there is a popular saying that if the five people are of different generations, the Jing Dynasty and the Kingdom of Zuo will last for thousands of years."
Ji Yuan walked slowly through the long street.
The harvest this time was not small.
Got the badge to enter Qin Tian Prison,
By the way, I caught up with Mr. Chen Lingtai of Shejilou.
If you can cross the threshold of being a Qi Practitioner and learn the art of numerology, you can better understand the Emperor's Heavenly Dao Map and the deep mysteries of destiny changes.
"Of course, there is one more enemy. In addition to Yang Xiu from Duke Liang's mansion, plus Meng Changhe, we really have too many debts to weigh us down."
Ji Yuan opened the east door and went out, his brows slightly darkened and he couldn't help but think:
"If I were Meng Changhe, what should I do?"
The professional habits developed in his previous life made him subconsciously think about the behavioral logic of others.
"A ruthless man who is arrogant, has power, thinks very highly of himself, and does not care about the consequences of his actions. How can he endure being humiliated?
Will you take the risk of offending the prince and having your family confiscated and exterminated to take revenge on me?
Or should you endure your anger for a while and make plans again?"
Amid the confusion of thoughts, he unknowingly arrived at the outer city. Ji Yuan looked back.
No matter how prosperous the inner city is, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it does not belong to him after all.
After all, I can't afford the house there.
"Kuro! Kuro!"
Just after passing a city gate, Ji Yuan suddenly heard someone shouting.
Following the sound, I saw that it was my second uncle in a bullfight suit.
"I've been waiting for you!"
Ji Chengzong came over with a yellow gelding horse.
"Why is my second uncle looking for me?"
Ji Yuan asked in surprise.
"The story of your brave fight against Meng Changhe has been spread in Beiya!
Early in the morning, before I had even finished the work, I was pulled away by several colleagues, each of whom asked me if Ji Yuan and Ji Jiulang were my nephews!
Hahaha, let me tell you, can there be another Liaodong Jiulang who is so promising in Tai'anfang?!"
Ji Chengzong first praised with a smile on his face, and then reminded with lingering fear:
"However, try your best to control your unruly temper in the future. There are thousands of families, so it's not difficult to deal with you!"
Ji Yuan nodded and said:
"My second uncle is worried."
It's a promise in words, but how to actually do it is another matter.
"There's no need to see anyone outside. You're the only one in our old Ji family, so I'll definitely have to think about you all the time!
I just found out that you were taken away by the Qintian Prison, so I rushed over.
Jiulang, I'm not as capable as your father,
Over the years, I have never made a name for myself. I only managed to make up a general banner by finding ways and using money.
You have come this far. I didn't give you much help, my second uncle. It's all because of your own determination, Jiulang, and not accepting your fate."
Looking at the young man who was a head taller than himself, Ji Chengzong said half with emotion and half with relief.
"When you insisted on staying in Beizhen Fusi, I just thought that you were young and energetic, unable to swallow this breath, and unwilling to bow your head and admit defeat.
I'm actually very scared in my heart. I'm always worried that you will do something stupid.
Later, I heard that you entered the martial arts hall and won the first place. I was really happy!
He always says to everyone he meets, “This is my nephew!”
We even set up a table to invite our colleagues to have a drink, because your aunt has been talking about this for a long time."
Ji Yuan listened patiently to his second uncle's ramblings, with a smile on his face.
It is always a heart-warming good thing when someone cares about you.
"I borrowed this yellow gelding from the Ministry of War Shepherd Superintendent for a hunting test in the afternoon.
The horses given in the martial arts hall are all southwestern horses. They are small, have long hair, and have strong endurance, but they cannot run.
Those generals are noble and have high-quality horses at home, so you will definitely suffer!"
Ji Chengzong was quite proud, shook the reins in his hands, and said with a smile:
“Don’t look at how skinny this little guy is, but it has a nickname of ‘Telegu Dragon’.
Even if you are full, your ribs are still exposed, and you can run like the wind, and you can travel thousands of miles a day without any problems!"
A warm current flowed through Ji Yuan's heart.
The second uncle may seem relaxed on the surface, but Jing Dynasty's policies are strict.
Above the Pastoral Supervisor is Taipu Temple, which is directly under the jurisdiction of the Yamen of the Ministry of War from the Yamen of the Third Rank.
It is not that easy to open up this relationship and lend a good horse.
"Thank you, uncle."
Ji Yuan took the reins without any courtesy and touched the white hair on the top of the yellow gelding's head.
"They are all family members, as they should be."
Ji Chengzong smiled heartily.
"By the way, Second Uncle, you are on errands in Nanya, so you have the best information.
Do you know the details about Meng Changhe, a Qianhu household in Beiya?"
Ji Yuan asked with a flash of eyes.
Moving away from the big stone Lin Lu, another heavyweight came.
Yang Xiu was okay, but it was just a natural conflict with him, so he might not be hurt.
To be honest, the level of danger is higher for Meng Changhe.
"I guessed that you would ask this, so I asked about it when I came here this morning."
Ji Chengzong looked solemn and said carefully:
"His original name was not Meng Changhe... Meng Sangou was his real name.
His hometown is in Nanhe Prefecture, his father is a tenant of a wealthy family, and his mother died young.
His family of seven or eight people couldn't support him, so he simply sent him to a blacksmith shop as an apprentice.
When he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he saved a sum of money and went to the Jinniu Martial Arts School in an outer city to learn boxing.
A few years later, the Jin Dao Yan Mansion rectified the martial arts practice, established rules, attacked people, and smashed several signboards.
Jinniu Martial Arts School is one of them.
The man surnamed Meng took advantage of the situation, and the next day he went to work as a handyman in the Yinglue Hall opened by Yan Mansion.
After probably hanging around for a few years, he somehow fell into the eyes of Yan Sheng, the Life-Destroying Sword, and he was accepted as a disciple and renamed Meng Changhe.
From then on, he skyrocketed to the sky, got an official position and entered Beiya, working his way from Xiaoqi to Qianhu.
He also married Yan Sheng's adopted daughter and became the son-in-law of the Golden Blade Yan Mansion."
Ji Chengzong was worthy of being a native of Nanyazhong, and he dug up people's roots and leaves.
"Being born poor? Coming to be a son-in-law?"
Ji Yuan frowned, feeling that things were not simple.
With these two labels, it feels like Meng Changhe instantly becomes more of a protagonist!
"No wonder he was a little too arrogant and arrogant in Fusi, Beizhen. This should be a cover-up for his extremely low self-esteem.
Does the man named Meng have to pour water for his wife's feet every day when he comes back to the house, and then gets slapped in the face?"
Ji Yuan had such a strange idea inexplicably, and then his heart was shaken, and he noticed an unnoticed detail:
"Adopted daughter? Doesn't Yan Sheng have any heirs? Does the Jin Dao Yan Mansion have no heirs?"
Ji Chengzong shook his head and said:
"Yan Sheng, an old man, was obsessed with martial arts in his early years, and he didn't marry until he was thirty or forty years old. In addition, his mother-in-law passed away early, leaving only an adopted daughter.
So everyone else envies Meng Changhe for his great good fortune. As soon as Yan Sheng dies, the entire Golden Blade Yan Mansion will be his!
You can get a century-old family fortune at your fingertips, God really doesn't care!"
Although it is said that the door-to-door bride-in-law is not dignified and can easily be looked down upon.
But if you endure it for more than ten or twenty years, you can inherit the Golden Sword Yan Mansion.
He suddenly transformed into a wealthy and powerful person. Anyone would be willing to do this.
Besides, Yan Sheng's adopted daughter is not bad looking, but she is a bit silly.
When he first recruited his son-in-law, the Yan family's threshold was leveled.
In the end, Meng Changhe stepped on his bad luck and became Yan Sheng's son-in-law.
"A son-in-law is usually a noble person in front of others, but suffers in the back."
Ji Yuan got rid of the unnecessary thoughts in his head. He likes to eat hard food and soft food sticks to his teeth!
Farewell to his second uncle Ji Chengzong, he led the yellow gelding back to the south gate alley of Tai'anfang.
Before he entered the alley, a large carriage with the flag of Tongbao Bank appeared in front of him.
The young man in Tsing Yi who took Ji Yuan to Xiaodan Club last time was respectful and said:
"My third young master knew that the ninth master was going to participate in the racecourse hunting at the Martial Arts Hall in the afternoon, so he specially gave me a 'Hulei Leopard' as a gift!
This horse is a dragon colt, with a trace of dragon blood. It is one foot long and eight feet high. Its cry is like the roar of a tiger and like thunder. It has killed and kicked several tigers to death!
A BMW with a hero is just the right choice for someone like Master Jiu!"
After a compliment, Ji Yuan's face twitched and he thought to himself:
"Actually, this hard rice is chewy, and that soft rice is also quite fragrant. Why do you have to choose? Just have them all!"