"How did you lose so much weight?"
Daiyu frowned lightly, as if she was always in her eyes with morning dew, and at this moment, under the distress, the dew dropped.
Jia Cong smiled: "This is called lean, not sick and weak."
Energetic and thin is actually good for the body.
And after returning to Beijing, when the Son of Heaven saw me like this, he knew that he must be loyal to the emperor.
If you eat white and fat, and smile like Maitreya Buddha, then it's a bad thing. ” "Puff, how dare you say that the Buddha is disrespectful" After Daiyu burst into tears and laughed, she blamed again.
The face of pear blossoms with rain is like this spring show in the south of the Yangtze River, beautiful and moving.
Jia Cong sighed regretfully and said, "I originally thought that I could have two young days, so that I could take you to Lin'an and Guixi to take a look at West Lake and the mountains and rivers of Guixi."
More than half of the ten pavilions in the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan are there" Daiyu said: "It's easy to go out and be stubborn at any time, how dare you delay the third brother's serious business" Jia Cong smiled and said, "Sister Lin is becoming more and more virtuous. ” The positive color on Dai Yuqiao's face instantly collapsed, and after glancing at Jia Cong with a blushing face, she lowered her head.
Although he is ashamed that he does not choose his words and talks nonsense in front of people, his heart is actually indescribably sweet.
Qingwen, who was looking at Jia Cong carefully, couldn't help but have a sneer on the corner of her mouth.
In addition to eating, she was still worried about Jia Cong, and went back to see Miss Bao, see if you want to be so shameless Jia Cong's eyes swept over everyone's faces in turn, Zijuan was only happy for her girl, Xiangling was still delicate and shy, Chunyan was still so obsessive, Xiaohong was still smart and smart, and Qingwen was still sharp-toothed Xing Xiuyan is still breezy and has never been mixed with the liveliness of this family.
Jia Cong smiled and said: "In an hour, I will take someone to set off first, my boat is docked on the dock, and someone will take you and your uncle on the boat."
Last time, Sister Lin and Zijuan envied Sister Bao, they saw the scenery along the road, and this time you can enjoy it.
Spring has entered the south of the Yangtze River, and both sides of the river are green.
The further north you go, the colder it gets, and you can't say that you will encounter snow.
It is also fun for you to go from spring to winter.
I just don't know if you'll be able to sit still."
Daiyu looked at Jia Cong strangely and said, "Aren't they all sitting back and forth, why can't we sit still?"
Jia Cong smiled: "You work harder than her, you have to take care of Aunt Lin."
Behind Daiyu on the other side, Qingwen almost sneered, gloating, and was swept by Jia Cong's gaze at the honest behind.
Daiyu relieved her doubts, and said with some reluctance: "The third brother has worked so hard, and he has lost so much weight, can't he take a boat with us?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "There is such a big thing in the capital, if I raise it for nothing, I will smile and" "Oh, stop talking" Hearing that Jia Cong was going to be disrespectful to the Buddha again, Daiyu was angry and funny, and that bit of sadness was also dispelled, and she stomped her feet and said angrily.
Jia Cong smiled and ruffled the ends of her forehead, this action made Daiyu's heart as sweet as honey, and she hung her head shyly and shyly, and listened to Jia Cong say: "Let the water room prepare hot water, after I bathe, after everyone has lunch here, they will prepare to go north." ” When Daiyu heard this, she hurriedly said, "Aunt Feng has prepared lunch. ” Jia Cong nodded, and Qingwen also said: "I knew that the third master was coming back, and the hot water had already been boiled in the water room. ” Jia Cong smiled: "Okay, then you sit down first, I'll go take a bath, I'm dirty." ” With that, he walked in the direction of the kitchen.
Qingwen rolled her eyes and said to Xiaohong: "Go and serve the third master to bathe." ” Xiaohong scolded with a smile: "The soul of the little wave has already followed, but the heart and eye have stayed."
Why don't you let Chunyan go, she must be willing to go.
Let Xiangling go."
Xiangling blushed and fought back: "I didn't." ” Although Qingwen is sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed, she is actually a little stupid, she was scolded by Xiaohong, her face was red and her ears were red, but she couldn't think of any words to fight back.
Daiyu was amused when she saw it, but she relented in the end, and said, "Qingwen go quickly, the water will be cold again in a while." ” Qingwen glanced at Daiyu gratefully, and then said to Xiaohong arrogantly: "That's it, the water will be cold in a while" Before she finished speaking, her legs had already stepped out and chased in the direction of Jia Cong.
Xiaohong and Chunyan scolded in the back together, while Daiyu and Zijuan went back to the room together, took a new set of clothes, both inside and outside, and asked Zijuan to send them to Jia Cong.
Water room.
Jia Cong sat in the bucket, feeling the temperature of the hot water and the kneading of the little hands behind his back, and the soreness in the muscles of his whole body was exuding, which was indeed sour He didn't close his eyes to enjoy it, because he was afraid that once he closed his eyes, he wouldn't want to open them again, and he just wanted to fall asleep.
Several days and nights of thousands of miles of travel made him tired.
Fortunately, it's not the first time, and his mind can't take care of the accumulated hardships.
What happened in Chang'an City really shocked him inexplicably The three princes died violently one after another, and Jia Cong couldn't believe that such a thing would happen to Daqian.
In his two memories, unless at the end of the dynasty, the royal family became a puppet, such a horrific thing would occur, and he had never heard of such a thing Moreover, King Yong died violently in Yongshou Palace, and King Jin and the five princes died violently in Zongren Mansion These two places are not an exaggeration to say that they are the safest places in the world.
But they were poisoned It's a ridiculous thing Although he has not yet returned to Beijing, Jia Cong can already imagine what kind of bloody storm has been raised in Beijing at this moment.
It's a pity that the people he left in the capital are only responsible for the news of the Rongning Second Mansion, and they can't take care of the outside It's just that Jia Cong couldn't understand why the Son of Heaven asked him to go to Jinling to make a vote since Jingli was so nervous In this way, the emperor's heart is actually not chaotic.
That Ye Qing Could it be that she did it, if she did it, as long as she left clues, then she would be in danger However, Ye Qing is now seeking Buddha everywhere in Jiangnan, it shouldn't be her Who's that The one on the Dragon's Head But he has been imprisoned for more than ten years, and he still has this kind of strength Impossible And Jia Cong was sure that when he saw King Wu last time, he really only had one breath left.
Even if he cured his inflammation, but at that point, the foundation of King Wu's body had been boiled down, and his body organs had begun to fail, and how many days did he have to live You can still have this energy In addition, Jia Cong believes that in the past two years, even if a bird flies out of the Wuwang Mansion and drills out a dog, it will be difficult to survive the next day.
How could he do it, poisoning the three princes in a connection But who else could there be?
Of course, the Son of Heaven and Ning Zechen have vigorously implemented the new law, and the people they have offended over the years are not one or two, but several major forces.
I heard that now Ning Zechen's bayonet is on the necks of the kings of the clan, the emperor's relatives, the nobles of Wuxun and the gentry of the world.
Jia Cong couldn't understand what he was doing in such a hurry Emperor Chongkang still doesn't know that King Wu has taken penicillin, and his physical condition is no longer so precarious.
Then he probably thinks that the mastermind behind this incident is the clan, the imperial family, the nobles and the hundred officials, one of them, or several Therefore, Emperor Chongkang sent an expedited 800 miles and ordered him to return to Beijing as soon as possible and become an executioner.
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It's a dirty job Originally, Jia Cong still thought that it would be a new party with power leaning towards the government and the opposition, gathering the new law to prevail in the world, and going to fight with Zhen Yuanxun and the clan.
Leave him two or three years to develop and grow, and he will have at least the strength to protect himself.
Who would have thought that it would fall on his head?
It's really hard to do Emperor Chongkang used him as a knife, and if the blade was sharp and easy to use, then he would be allowed to kill on a large scale.
After he runs out, he will most likely be suppressed, or directly destroyed, to appease the grievances of the remnants of the clan and the nobles.
After all, he can't kill everyone.
There is always some left to maintain imperial power And if this knife is not easy to use, with the heart of Chongkang, it will also force you to use it strongly.
If you can't kill while standing, then kill on your knees.
If you don't want to kill others, then kill yourself This kind of thing, Chongkandi must have done it. alas Sure enough, no matter how perfect the plan is, it doesn't change fast.
Originally, Jia Cong was still rejoicing, and the contact with the Portuguese and Anglo people went smoothly beyond expectations.
Even if Rosa Capet didn't arrive with all the technicians, craftsmen, and sailors he needed, Baron Anglam Grey would have made up the rest.
The seven families in Jiangnan have been persuaded by him to decide to set up a silk trading house, they have a deep heritage in Jiangnan, and they will mobilize the silk produced every year, which will bring astronomical benefits, and can further drive the changes of the entire Jiangnan, and even the whole world.
Once this kind of change is started, no matter how many people want to stop it, they can't In this way, Jia Cong can be regarded as doing some good things for the world, and he will not wait until more than a hundred years later, when the Angolan ships and cannons are in front of the country, the Chinese people are still holding spears and knives to fight hard.
And once the power of capital grows and the wisdom of the people is opened, the imperial power will inevitably be weakened and constrained.
It is difficult to judge life and death with one word, and then to make people talk on their knees This is the general trend of social development and historical development Jia Cong has never had such great ambitions to be the king and hegemon, and he is the only one.
He just wants to be a man standing up, standing and talking, and not putting life and death in the hands of others, that's all.
However, the plan and vision are so beautiful, but the reality has shattered his plan.
What he lacks most is time, but he has no time Jia Cong thought about the way to break the game along the way, but he still hadn't thought about it smoothly.
Although there are many other options, none of them is the one he wants the most Nowadays, we can only take one step at a time, and if we plan too far, we will always be disrupted by changes.
It's better to adapt to the situation But one thing is for sure, he is not a native of this era. is not like Ning Zechen and others, full of loyalty, filial piety and righteousness, and it is necessary to be a loyal minister and filial son to be innocent.
For Jia Cong, no matter who wants him to die, he will not sit still.
The saying that the king let the ministers die and the ministers have to die does not work for him.
Whoever wants him to die, he will let him die first As for whether it will cause the heavens to fall apart, whether it will cause chaos in the world, why should he think about it He was just an ordinary man, not a saint "Now I know that I am worried, how can it be difficult to be like this when my brows are squeezed together" Suddenly, a pleasant voice with distress and sourness came into his ears, interrupting Jia Cong's contemplation, he looked back and looked up, and saw Qingwen's pretty face that seemed to be resentful, looking at him closely.
In Jia Cong's bloodshot eyes, his heavy eyes scattered, he smiled slightly, and his face suddenly stretched forward, blocking the cherry lips that kept opening and closing, and one hand also climbed up to the plump place Although there are countless dangers in this world, there are also countless beautiful things.
For the sake of these beauty, he will definitely survive the turmoil and go to the end A quarter of an hour later, Jia Cong returned to the flower hall with Qingwen, who was blushing, and Zijuan, who seemed to have needle eyes.
After having lunch with Daiyu and the others, who seemed to be smiling, he personally escorted them and Lin Ruhai to board his boat.
After the ship left, Jia Cong took one last look at Yangzhou City, which was still beautiful, and led 800 soldiers and horses to Jinling Mansion and Zhen's house.
This was the last stubborn stone that hindered the new law in Jiangnan, and Emperor Chongkang ordered Jia Cong to smash it on the way back to Beijing :