After deleting hundreds of thousands of words in one night, Han Qian slept soundly until daylight before he woke up. He saw Zhao Ting'er sitting in front of the window and dressing up. She was arranging her hair on the temples. She held up her hair like a burst of hair in her slender hands, revealing her long, snow-white hair.
The cut-off stem looks like a section of beautiful jade half-hidden under the silky brocade.
Thinking of yesterday's jade body lying under the candle, Han Qian stood up, hugged Zhao Ting'er from behind, looked at the beauty in the mirror as beautiful as a spring flower, and asked: "How come you can't bear it when you get up so early?"
"..." Zhao Ting'er glanced at Han Qian with her beautiful eyes and said, "I want to go to the West Courtyard to see you, how can I stay in bed and not get up?"
Zhao Ting'er will be twenty years old, and her body has finally grown. Even though Han Qian couldn't bear it last night and tormented her three times, she didn't feel much discomfort. She changed her makeup to a woman's, and her appearance was even better.
Bright and charming.
At this time, she saw Han Qian get up, and as her mother said, she took scissors to cut off the white area mixed with blood on the sheet, and hid it at the bottom of the box.
Han Qian was just about to say that his father had probably gone to the front office to handle official duties at this time. Then he thought that it was etiquette to visit his parents on the day after the wedding. Maybe his father was still waiting in the west courtyard. He quickly put on his clothes and opened the door to see
Xi Rong, Han Zhoushi, Du Qiniang, Du Jiuniang and others were all guarding the yard, secretly thinking about luck. Fortunately, they were thinking about it, otherwise it would have been a bit embarrassing to force Zhao Ting'er back into bed and sleep in the cage.
"The bride is so beautiful!" Xi Rong couldn't help praising her when she saw that Zhao Ting'er had become a woman and her body had become more charming as the night passed.
"Did my father go to the front office to handle official duties?" Han Qian asked.
"The master is still waiting for the bride to serve tea in the west courtyard. On this day, you can still sleep until midnight and don't know how to control yourself?" Xi Rong said.
Zhao Ting'er thought in her heart that it was still early, but thinking that Xi Lin had been on the roof last night and had made the woman listen to everything, he didn't have the courage to speak to her at this time.
Even though she knew in her heart that Xi Yin was close to her husband, and even if it was just to win over the Xi clan, Xian Gong should bring Xi Yin into his house sooner or later, but as a woman's nature, she also hopes that day will be as late as possible.
Han Qian thought in his heart that he was already restrained enough. He ignored Xi Rong's teasing, washed up quickly, and took Zhao Ting'er to the west courtyard to meet his father.
Han Daoxun had already had breakfast and was waiting for Han Qian and his bride to come over to pay their respects. Fan Xicheng was also chatting with Han Daoxun in the study.
Seeing Fan Xicheng dressed in a green shirt, Han Qian ordered the young man from the Xi family who had served Fan Xicheng to wait in front of the porch with his luggage. He also knew that Fan Xicheng was leaving Xuzhou today and was here to say goodbye to his father.
After drinking the tea soup brought by the bride, Han Daoxun said to Han Qian: "My father has to go to the front office to handle official business. You can escort Xicheng out of the city on my father's behalf."
"Okay!" Han Qian agreed. After a hurried breakfast, he had his carriage and horses ready. He and Zhao Ting'er took Fan Xicheng out of the city and watched him take a merchant ship passing by Qianyang and go down the river.
Fan Xicheng's adopted son Fan Chengzhi went back to the city first. At this time, the autumn weather was strong, and Han
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Qian accompanied Zhao Ting'er by car along the Wufeng Mountain cotton-growing area to enjoy the scenery. He thought to himself that it would not be very happy if he stayed in Xuzhou and became his own country regardless of the good and evil in the Jinling turmoil.
"What are you thinking, sir?" Zhao Ting'er lazily nestled in Han Qian's arms, looked up at him and frowned slightly, asking.
“I don’t know when the situation in Jinling will change,” Han Qian said.
"Can't my husband prevent the chaos in Jinling?" Although Zhao Ting'er also has her own plans, she has not experienced as rough a life as Xi Rong. She can't bear the thought of the chaos in Jinling and how many people will be separated from their families.
"The water in Canglang is clear, so I can wash my tassel. The water in Canglang is turbid, so I can wash my feet..." Han Qian said with emotion. He could only take a few breaths after struggling until now. The situation in Jinling
It is really beyond his control. Now he can only wait for changes in the situation in Jinling before acting randomly.
Han Qian and Zhao Ting'er wandered outside the city until the sun was about to set. Then Han Qian returned to Furong Garden and went to the West Courtyard to pay his respects to his father. It happened that Zheng Tong, an engineer who joined the army, was also talking about the renovation of Xuefeng Mountain Post Road in the study room of the West Courtyard.
Although Han Qian handed over the post of Prefecture Sima to Tian Cheng to take over, he joined the army as a consultant of Prince Tan's Palace. As the official of Hunan Xingtai, he was naturally qualified to openly participate in the military and political affairs of the eight states of Hunan Xingtai, not to mention the renovation of Xuefeng Mountain.
Han Qian provided money and food for the post roads.
Zheng Tong, the engineer who joined the army, took his people to walk the Xuefeng Mountain Post Road in person in the past few days, and determined that there were thirty-one passes and dangerous passes that needed to be renovated and widened. In order to ensure that the hired workers could return home before next spring plowing, Zheng Tong
It is also advocated to set up work camps in the existing villages and villages along the way, and start construction in many places at the same time.
However, the Fan Village deep in the Xuefeng Mountain has had very little contact with the outside world in the past few decades, and its vigilance against external forces is as high as that of the Fan people under the rule of the four major surnames in Xuzhou.
Compared with the Fan people under the rule of large native tribes, these Fan villages have always been regarded as ungovernable Shengfan.
When people and horses from Xuzhou passed through the border before, there was no movement in these fan villages, but hundreds of people were stationed around the fan villages, cutting down trees, building roads and building bridges. This does not mean that these fan villages will continue to remain silent.
Zheng Tong came to Han Daoxun in the hope that he could make plans for these things in advance so as not to be caught off guard when something happens.
"Since the three-month construction period has been agreed upon, these thirty-one passes must be widened within three months, without any surprises or delays!" Han Qian said decisively, "The state camp must organize training for people and horses to adapt to the mountains.
If we fight in Xuefeng Mountain, if there is any abnormality in these villages, they will be suppressed and forcibly moved out..."
The Xuefeng Mountain Post Road passed seven villages with a total population of more than 2,000 people. Han Qian's attitude was very clear. If he could not ensure that the people of these seven villages stayed in peace, it would be better to forcibly move them out than to leave them behind.
The hidden dangers are better.
Zheng Tong was slightly startled, secretly feeling that Xuefeng Mountain was steep and rugged. A heavy rain might delay the construction period for several days, or cause the widened dangerous pass to collapse again. He must finish the fortifications within three months.
As costs rise sharply, accident casualties will also increase significantly.
Seeing Han Qian's resolute attitude, Zheng Tong asked tentatively: "Your Highness, the Third Highness, will have to deal with the people who have been entrenched forever in the next year."
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Are the rebels in the state using troops?"
Han Qian nodded and said: "Master Zheng, there is no need to worry about money and food. What is important is that the construction period is not missed!"
With Han Qian's words, Zheng Tong was not worried and said goodbye happily.
Han Qian was just looking for something to eat for Han Laoshan to prepare for the night. When he saw his father Han Daoxun frowning, his heart skipped a beat, wondering if he had noticed something?
"Just to launch an offensive against the Yongzhou rebels, the Left and Right Dragon Bird Army has expanded to nearly 30,000 elite troops, and there has been another four or five months of reorganization. There is no need for soldiers and horses from Xuzhou," Han Daoxun put down the official letter in his hand and frowned.
He frowned and asked, "You must complete the renovation of Xuefeng Mountain Post Road within three months. What are you worried about?"
"The Dragon Bird Army has been expanded to 30,000 elite troops. In addition, there are nearly 20,000 state battalion soldiers and horses and building and ship military water battalions. The additional battalions can be used, but there is military merit before us, so we have to fight for it!" Han Qian said with a smile.
"The third prince made such a big contribution to the establishment of the vassal, but there is no movement from the crown prince and King Xin. Are you worried about this?" Han Daoxun stared at Han Qian intently, "And you have set the time so accurately, are you aware of anything there?
Something’s wrong?”
Han Qian's scalp was numb, and he thought that I was really not easy to fool. His mind was running fast, and he made up a story: "We have some worries, so we are planning to launch an offensive against Yongzhou, hoping to defeat the enemy in one battle. We can't lead
If you don’t drag your feet at all, otherwise the situation may really have unpredictable changes..."
Han Qian's words seemed to be flawless, but Han Daoxun was doubtful.
At this time Han Laoshan walked in and said dinner was ready.
Han Qian changed the topic and said: "It is not necessary to use force to suppress the Fanzhai in the mountains. Dad should ask Zheng Tong to select as many skilled Fanzhai as possible who can speak the Shanyue dialect to accompany the craftsmen, and the state camp generals will go into the mountains to work with them.
Strengthen communication with Fanzhai. In addition to providing necessary relief to the poor Fanzhai and giving away some necessary daily necessities, they can also hire Fanzhai to work. In short, in the long run, we still need to turn the education of students in Xuefeng Mountain into a big
The people of Chu..."
"It is said that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. You are only twenty-two years old this year and you have already reached such a high position. You must not forget the thought of governing for the people." Han Daoxun stood up and warned earnestly.
"Father taught you a lesson." Han Qian responded, stood up and walked out of the study with his father. However, he saw that his father seemed to be thinking about something with his brows furrowed, and he complained secretly. He didn't know that the news of the chaos in Jinling had reached Xuzhou.
, how heartbroken my father would be.
Han Qian reluctantly went to dinner with his father. During the dinner, he never mentioned the third prince's preparations for the war against the remnants of the Qing rebels. He was afraid that the more he talked about it, the bigger the flaws would be.
After dinner, Han Qian went to the east courtyard and said: "After I accompany Ting'er back home, I will take a boat directly to Linjiang County. Maybe I will go directly from Longya City to Chenzhou, and then take a boat to meet the third prince...
…”
Han Qian was afraid that his father would see too much of him, so he did not dare to return to Qianyang City again.
"It would be good if the rebels in Yongzhou could be quelled as soon as possible and the whole territory of Hunan could be transformed from chaos to order. You should try your best to make plans when you are with the third prince," Han Daoxun said.