Zhao Kuo was still standing guard in the forest. When he saw Han Qian coming down, he led the horse over and waited for him to mount it.
Han Qian stood on the horse and said to Zhao Kuo: "If someone in the villa bullies the Zhao family behind my back, I will think that it is you who is behind it!"
"The young man of the Zhao family is so brave and has the protection of the young master. No one will dare to bully his family." Seeing that he was being targeted like a poisonous snake by the young master, Zhao Kuo could only secretly cry out that he was unlucky, but he didn't
Knowing that something has happened, the young master, who is ignorant and has a surly temperament, is so vicious and powerful, and can he still think of using a trick to kill Fan Wucheng?
"Then if I give you something in the future, you won't use it to be a good person, right?" Han Qian asked.
"Zhao Kuo would never dare to disobey the young master." Zhao Kuo stared at Han Qian and lowered his head.
"Okay, let me see how you perform." Han Qian said casually.
In the following days, Han Qian took an hour every morning to teach Zhao Wuji how to read and teach him the sixty-four movements of Shi Gong Quan; this was also an opportunity for him to review his lessons and practice Shi Gong Quan.
Of course, in addition to seizing all the time to practice riding and shooting, Han Qian also continued to try to understand all the seemingly weird knowledge in the dream, to think and understand the intrigues and intrigues that the man in the dream, Zhai Xinping, experienced in his short life.
The way to view, analyze and face events...
Although just twenty days were far from enough for Han Qian to become a muscular man full of strength, the sufficient intensity of exercise and adequate nutrition every day also made his body much stronger.
Although Han Qian's appearance cannot be said to be graceful, he can still be said to have a calm demeanor at this time.
Fan Xicheng suffered a heavy setback. Although his relationship with Han Qian was still cold, if anything happened in the villa, he would ask Zhao Kuo to come over and talk to Han Qian to express that he had not forgotten Han Qian, the young master.
Days like this lasted until the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when Han Daoxun sent someone to the villa to deliver a message asking Han Qian to return to the city...
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Han Daoxun's house in Jinling, the capital, is located in Lanting Lane, Nancheng.
The house is not big, and there are only three reverse rooms in the front yard, which are used as concierges and guests.
Passing through the hanging flower gate is the main courtyard, with three rooms in the middle being the main room, Han Daoxun's bedroom on the east side, the main room in the middle, and the study room in the west.
There are three rooms in the east wing of the main courtyard, which were where Han Qian lived after arriving in Jinling, the capital.
The three rooms in the west wing are empty. There are no female relatives in the house. The west wing is sometimes used as a guest room to stay for some important guests.
There is a passage from the west wing room and the west side room to the backyard, which is the kitchen, stables, and residences for slaves and soldiers.
Not to mention that this house is on par with the rows of mansions adjacent to the Han family's house in Xuanzhou. It is also a lot worse than a villa. In Jinling, the capital, it can only be regarded as an ordinary house. The front and rear yards add up to just over an acre.
land.
Because of the small size of the house, Han Daoxun could only keep one old servant, one maid and four domestic soldiers at his side.
After leaving the villa, you can drive along the main road along the southern foot of Baohua Mountain and the north bank of the Beidu River. It is less than 40 miles away and you can enter the city from Nancheng in just over an hour on a fast horse.
Han Qian had breakfast at the villa before setting off. Surrounded by Zhao Kuo, Fan Xicheng and others, he rode to Jinling City. It was just afternoon.
Fan Xicheng was devastated because of the son of his adopted son Fan Wucheng. Besides, he was already in his sixties and was approaching his twilight years. After riding a fast horse for more than an hour, he felt a little tired.
However, Han Qian was able to hold on and was quite energetic. It seemed that the results of his riding and shooting training in the past month were quite impressive. At this time, he could barely draw the big boxwood bow used by his family.
After all, his body is still young. As long as it is no longer wasted and he works hard, it won't be difficult to save.
Han Qian was not complacent at this time. He looked somewhat depressed. At this time, he was still thinking about what he had seen and heard after leaving the villa this time. He could not forget the bodies he saw abandoned by the roadside and the government officials.
The corpses that had not been collected in time will never be forgotten. When they rode into Nancheng, the hungry people who swarmed like locusts begging at the gate of Nancheng were whipped hard by Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo with horse whips until they were bloody.
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To be honest, Han Qian had been in and out of Jinling City many times. In the past, he had turned a blind eye to such tragic situations and was indifferent, but he did not expect that he would be so deeply shocked today.
Did that night of bizarre dreams really change me so much?
What kind of weird dream is this?
Han Qian secretly pinched the round jade pendant in his arms that was polished into a convex lens.
The groom in the house ran over and took the horse away. Han Qian cheered up a little, thinking that he was not out of danger yet. Maybe people like Yao Xishui would send people over to kill him today.
What does the tragic scenes of the people have to do with him?
"Where are my father and others?" Han Qian got rid of these unnecessary distractions in his mind, returned to his own situation, and asked his father, Han Daoxun, where he was.
"The master should still be at the official office at this time." Fan Xicheng said.
Emperor Tianyou founded the Chu Dynasty and established the Hongwen Museum as an institution responsible for the collection and editing of imperial books, with officials such as Secretary Supervisor and Secretary Shao Supervisor in charge.
At the beginning of the Chu Dynasty, internal generals and ministers were fighting for power, and it was difficult for government orders to reach prefectures and counties. There was insufficient wealth and constant wars on all sides, and bandits continued to roam the country. Naturally, the focus of the court's work could not fall on cultural construction, and the Hongwen Museum was really idle.
yamen.
As the young eunuch of Hongwen Hall, Han Daoxun would never take leave of absence unless there was something urgent. He would usually not come back from Hongwen Hall until dusk. At this time, there would only be a few soldiers and housekeepers guarding him.
In the house.
Han Qian, Zhao Kuo, and Fan Xicheng were already hungry at this time. They went to the house and asked the maid to prepare a meal. As soon as they finished eating, they heard someone knocking on the door and shouting: "Qilang, Qilang, your boy has finally been let go."
came back!"
Han Qian heard the voice and knew that it was Feng Yi, the son of Feng Wenlan, the minister of household affairs, who came to the door.
Feng Wenlan was also from Xuanzhou and knew his father Han Daoxun. Therefore, as soon as Han Qian arrived in Jinling, he met Feng Yi, who was about the same age. They were very similar and they quickly became familiar with each other.
Feng Yi was also one of the four ministers' sons selected to study with the prince Linjianghou this time.
I don’t know where Feng Yi knew that he was returning to Beijing today. He rushed to the door without taking a breath?
When the door opened, Feng Yi and a young man strode in through the hanging flower door. He looked over and saw that Han Daoxun was not in the house. He didn't care about Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo. Two family soldiers grabbed Han Qian and said, "Qi Lang, I heard that
Were you also chosen to study with the third prince?"
Feng Yi was several months older than Han Qian. He looked carefree in front of Han Qian, but his appearance was delicate. He wore riding boots, a short-breasted shirt, and a belt decorated with agate, green malachite and other precious stones around his waist. At first glance,
I thought it was a lady disguised as a man.
However, it would be a big mistake to think that Feng Yi is a gentle and elegant young man from an aristocratic family.
Feng Yi was really not a good guy. Han Qian had only been in Jinling for a few months and was already familiar with the brothels and brothels in Jinling City. He was able to hang out with other second-generation ancestors in Jinling City. Feng Yi was his guide.
Unlike Han Qian, Feng Yi has two older brothers who have grown up. Chengyin was sent to work in the lower states and counties, which was considered a small success. Feng Yi also had a doting grandmother to protect him, so he stayed in Jinling City
As long as he doesn't cause any trouble, Feng Wenlan can't do anything to him.
The young man behind Feng Yi is Feng Yi's aunt, Kong Xirong, the second son of Kong Zhou, the deputy commander of the Left Shenwu Army.
Kong Xirong was extremely tall, more than half a head taller than Han Qian, and because his father encouraged him to practice martial arts since he was a child, his body was extremely strong. He stood like an iron tower, but Kong Xirong's personality was much stronger than that of Han Qian.
His brother-in-law Feng Yi is much weaker.
Since Kong Zhou served as a general in the frontier army in his early years, Kong Xirong lived with his mother next to his uncle Feng Wenlan's house, so he hung out with Feng Yi all day long.
Kong Xirong was older, but he was often bullied by Feng Yi, but he was willing to accept Feng Yi's bossy orders.
The bastard things Feng Yi did were often blamed on Kong Xirong, so that Kong Xirong's reputation in Jinling City was even worse than that of Feng Yi.
Kong Xirong is also one of the four princes selected as companions this time.
"You think it's unlucky? Why did the palace choose a few of us to accompany the third prince? At the beginning of the year, my father asked a warlock to read my face for me. He didn't say that I would be unlucky this year!" Feng Yi saw Han Qian.
He started complaining endlessly.
"..." Han Qian glanced at Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo and said, "You go out and have a rest first."
Fan Xicheng, Zhao Kuo and other family soldiers didn't know that Han Qian had returned to the city from the villa to study with the third prince. At this time, they listened to Feng Yi's unbridled nonsense and immediately retired to the backyard to rest.
Feng Yi had no intention of stopping. He pulled up a chair and sat down. He saw a pot of tea on the table. He touched the wall of the pot and felt that the tea inside was not hot. He took it to the spout and started rumbling.
He took a deep breath.
He just heard the slave come back and said that he saw Han Qian coming back to the city. He didn't lead the horse and ran over directly. He was sweating and his mouth was dry. He continued to complain: "Tell me, if King Xin is short of people,
It’s okay to choose us, maybe this is a shortcut to our success in the future, but we are chosen to play house with a big kid, don’t you think it’s unlucky?”
Han Qian knew that Feng Yi was talking about rumors that Emperor Tianyou had deposed the crown prince and installed the second prince, Prince Xin. It was true that some ministers in the court were trying every possible means to get involved with Prince Xin.
Indeed, as Feng Yi said, there is a high probability that either the Crown Prince or King Xin will ascend to the throne of God in the future. Therefore, even if you have to bet at this time, you will only choose between the Crown Prince and King Xin.
Regardless of whether the crown prince or King Xin ascends the throne, the third prince, Linjiang Marquis, will not have any good fruits to eat. Then those of them who are forced to surround the third prince will be lucky if they are not involved in the future, and they cannot expect to have any.
No wonder Feng Yi is full of complaints about Great Expectations.
Feng Yi is a bastard, but he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he is also aware of some basic severity and chronic diseases.
"..." Han Qian just smiled and listened to Feng Yi's complaints very seriously, not rushing to agree with him.
"Zhou Kun was originally going to accompany us to study with the third prince, but he fell off his horse half a month ago and broke his back. He was lying at home like a cripple - do you think this is evil or not?
Was it a sign of bad luck from the beginning?" Feng Yi asked.
