Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

In this battle, although Zhou lost 150,000 people, he also killed more than 100,000 enemies. It was a tie. Moreover, although Zhao Mingliang was defeated, he was able to save 3 million guan. The officials' voices in the morning were full of hype. , some asked for severe punishment, and some said that the hearts of the soldiers should not be hurt. Although they lost, they still fought hard. If this requires severe punishment, then who will fight in the future.

The final decision was that Zhao Mingliang's temporary concurrent position as Generalissimo of the Army would be deprived of his position, and the remaining generals participating in the war would be demoted by half a rank and fined three months' salary. The meritorious soldiers at Heishui Pass would no longer be rewarded without exception.

There was a buzzing in Cheng Jia's ears, 30 million strings, and 150,000 people died. However, these people in the court were not focused on the 150,000 people who died, but on the 30 million strings. At first, the Wang family proposed to raise funds by selling tea and salt. Most of these tea and salt were bought by merchants behind these high-ranking officials. Now tea and salt cannot be exchanged at all, which affects to their fundamental interests.

I have a suggestion. Emperor Xiwen, who was sitting on the dragon throne, was already very impatient. He still wanted to go back and continue playing with those two beautiful young men. He had been arguing with you here for an hour, but what happened to draw them out? Seeing Wang Xiang stand up, he said impatiently: Speak!

In the past, those merchants liked to hoard tea and salt, which is why this situation happened. As long as the emperor orders that this year, only new Yin can be exchanged for goods, and old Yin must be discounted to receive the goods, then those merchants can be prevented from relying on hoarding. The old induces huge profits, and secondly, it can increase huge profits for the court. Wang Xiang said word for word.

Cheng Jia was shocked. Before he could go out to speak, he heard Emperor Xiwen say cheerfully: That's very good. I will do as you say and withdraw from the court!

Qiao Mu! Mei Donghua helped Cheng Jia's shoulder. After there were fewer people around, he half-supported him to walk to the sedan chair outside the palace. At the same time, he said: You are not in good health, so don't come today. Well, isn't that the result? You should be able to imagine that now that Yang Zhao has cleared his name, forget about the rest.

Cheng Jia smiled bitterly, got on the sedan with empty steps, thanked Mei Donghua, and told the sedan to set off.

Looking at the increasingly noisy markets on both sides, I remembered Prime Minister Wang's proposal to completely destroy the small and medium-sized businessmen in order to ensure the benefits of this exchange, and Emperor Xiwen who was very happy to agree just because the court could get money. , and then thinking about his father who was wise enough to protect himself, and Mei Donghua, who was still struggling with the people at Heishui Pass who followed the second prince, Cheng Jia suddenly felt very powerless.

Go to Duke Ding's Mansion. After giving instructions to the bearer, Cheng Jia was stunned. He subconsciously wanted to go there, but what would happen if he went there? What can be said? Can I say that everything you said is right, but even so, he is still my king? Is this also you?

As soon as he approached the entrance of the alley, the sedan stopped. Cheng Jia used a fan to open the curtain of the sedan. He saw a large group of dusty gray-clothed men riding tall horses parked in front of Duke Ding's mansion. He felt a shiver in his heart, and then his feet felt numb. She got off the sedan in a controlled manner. Could someone come to trouble her so soon?

Brother Meng?! A big man ran out of the door and shouted with surprise on his face.

Cheng Jia stopped and looked at the group of people and the personal guards who came out, arm-in-arm, and smiled to himself. He was afraid that these were the guards who came for reinforcements. Yes, all she needed from him was to be there. In fact, she may not necessarily need the appeal among scholars. She made it very clear that her country does not need such pedantic scholars who know nothing about common affairs and only know how to talk.

Her country…

Standing at the entrance of the alley, watching the street in front of the Duke's Mansion return to calm, a guard glanced at him a few times, then slammed the door shut. The sound of the door bolt falling brought Cheng Jia back to his senses. I felt an unspeakable sadness in my heart, and the smell of blood poured into my mouth again.

Don't you want to see me anymore?

Sir? The bearer called softly.

Cheng Jia got into the sedan, and after a while, he said, Let's go.

As soon as they got off the sedan in front of the mansion, Qin An hurriedly went down the stairs, approached Cheng Jia and said, Master, Mrs. Wu is here.

Cheng Jia was stunned for a while, and then he remembered who Mrs. Wu was. She was the wife of a doctor in the Ministry of Industry and her mother's distant cousin. He remembered that after his mother passed away, Mrs. Wu liked to come to her house to discipline him and his sister as his concubine. Later, After being driven away by him, he didn't come to the door for several years. Why did he come again?

What's the matter? Cheng Jia coughed a few times while holding the desk, and slowly walked into the door of the house.

I didn't say anything. I'm waiting in the flower hall of the main courtyard now. I said I came to see you. Qin An whispered. This Mrs. Wu, four of their cases have suffered a lot at her hands. They are a little scared when they see her. She is really good at causing trouble!

As soon as he walked into the main courtyard gate, he heard an angry female voice yelling at the servants in the flower hall. Cheng Jia frowned slightly, let go of the desk, brushed the dust from the corners of his clothes, and then put on his usual clothes. That kind of approachable smile entered the flower hall.

When my sister is gone, you will have no one to discipline you? Mrs. Wu was banging the table. Seeing Cheng Jia come in, she immediately put on a bright smile, stood up and said, Brother Jia is back? Auntie has been waiting for you for a long time. Look at your house, your father is busy every day, and you actually want your aunt to take charge of things. What kind of chaos is this house? I'm afraid you and your son have no one to look after you! How can this be done, Brother Jia? Son, you have to get married quickly, and you still need a serious mistress at home!

Auntie, please sit down. Cheng Jia avoided her enthusiastic drooling, made a gesture of invitation, and then sat on the companion seat.

Mrs. Wu originally wanted to sit back on the main seat where she was sitting, but when Cheng Jia glanced at her, she reluctantly sat on the guest seat.

Sister Yue, this is your cousin Jia Geer. As soon as she sat down, Mrs. Wu said with a doting smile to the girl who had been standing quietly behind her.

Cousin Jia~ The girl stepped forward and bowed, her posture was impeccable, and she didn't even move the forbidden steps on her skirt.

Cheng Jia saw her when he entered the door. At this time, he already knew the purpose of Mrs. Wu's visit. When he stood up and returned the greeting, he glanced at her twice without being noticed.

Although the girl is only thirteen or fourteen years old, she is already a beautiful woman. You can imagine what kind of beauty she will be like in the future, and her clothing and behavior will be a model for everyone's ladies.

This is Sister Yue from the third bedroom. You should also know her brother, Wu Feiren, who was the top prospect in the early years. Mrs. Wu took Wu Yue's hand and smiled.

Cheng Jia just smiled lightly, lowered his eyes, took a sip of the tea brought by the maid, and said, Auntie, why are you here?

Mrs. Wu was startled, and her face looked a little ugly, but then she thought about it, if the Cheng family and the Wu family could get married, her status in the family could be improved, so she endured the tone and said with a smile: Brother Jia, look What are you saying? Even if your aunt comes to see you, is there something wrong? Look at you, your face is as white as paper. There is no one in the room just can’t do it! Our sister Yue’s children are all good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Great, haven't you always said that you want to find someone who can play the piano with you? How about you take Sister Yue to see your piano room now?

As soon as these words came out, even Wu Yue's face couldn't hold back. This aunt was too... But taking a look at Cheng Jia, who was still unparalleled in spite of her sick face, Wu Yue's heart was moved, and her face was filled with emotion. He blushed a little and hurriedly lowered his head. I heard that Cheng Jiaqin was a master of both calligraphy and the six arts of a gentleman, but he rarely played the piano in front of outsiders. It was even more rare to drink the best tea he ordered that day. If I could hear it today, no matter whether it succeeds or not, go back It's a huge honor to say something among sisters.

Auntie... Shuan had just called out, but Mrs. Wu had already glared and said angrily: Do you have the right to speak here?

Cheng Jia laughed softly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and said with a smile: I want to listen to Cheng's piano, what kind of reward will my aunt prepare?

Mrs. Wu's face suddenly turned pale. Before she could say anything, Cheng Jia had already stood up and said, My mother has passed away many years ago, and my aunt is not very close to us. We should take care of our own business in the future, write books, and see guests off.

You! Mrs. Wu's mouth trembled with anger. When Cheng Jia finished speaking, she left without leaving any room. The bookcase was already in the posture of seeing off guests. No matter how shameless she was, she couldn't stay anymore. He could only roll his sleeves and leave angrily.

Sir, I've sent him away. He gently walked behind Cheng Jia, who was standing under the tree and looked at the mottled shadows of the trees, and replied in a low voice.

Shufan, do you still remember Lingjia Village? He didn't hear Cheng Jia's response. Shuan was about to step back when he heard Cheng Jia ask softly.

Remember. Shudan stopped and stood behind him and replied. That name is a forbidden word and must never be spoken. Why did the young master bring it up today?

If it were you, would you rather live in a place like that or live like this? Cheng Jia said in an inaudible voice, still looking at the little bits of light leaking from the cracks in the trees.

Sir, can we tell the truth? Looking at Cheng Jia, he nodded and said in a book: Of course it is a place like Lingjia Village.

In such a free place, everyone earns income from their own labor, regardless of gender. The relationship between superiors and subordinates is strict, but they are not deprived of dignity just because they are at the subordinate level. Regardless of their position, everyone there is equal in terms of personality. of.

In this battle, although Zhou lost 150,000 people, he also killed more than 100,000 enemies. It was a tie. Moreover, although Zhao Mingliang was defeated, he was able to save 3 million guan. The officials' voices in the morning were full of hype. , some asked for severe punishment, and some said that the hearts of the soldiers should not be hurt. Although they lost, they still fought hard. If this requires severe punishment, then who will fight in the future.

The final decision was that Zhao Mingliang's temporary concurrent position as Generalissimo of the Army would be deprived of his position, and the remaining generals participating in the war would be demoted by half a rank and fined three months' salary. The meritorious soldiers at Heishui Pass would no longer be rewarded without exception.

There was a buzzing in Cheng Jia's ears, 30 million strings, and 150,000 people died. However, these people in the court were not focused on the 150,000 people who died, but on the 30 million strings. At first, the Wang family proposed to raise funds by selling tea tea and salt tea, and most of these tea tea and salt tea were bought by merchants behind these high-ranking officials. Now tea tea and salt tea cannot be exchanged at all, which affects to their fundamental interests.

I have a suggestion. Emperor Xiwen, who was sitting on the dragon throne, was already very impatient. He still wanted to go back and continue playing with the two beautiful young men. He had been arguing with you here for an hour, but what happened to draw them out? Seeing Wang Xiang stand up, he said impatiently: Speak!

In the past, those merchants liked to hoard tea and salt, which is why this situation happened. As long as the emperor orders that this year, only new Yin can be exchanged for goods, and Lao Yin must be discounted to receive the goods. Then we can prevent those merchants from relying on hoarding. The old induces huge profits, and secondly, it can increase huge profits for the court. Wang Xiang said word for word.

Cheng Jia was shocked. Before he could go out to speak, he heard Emperor Xiwen say cheerfully: That's very good. I will do as you say and withdraw from the court!

Qiao Mu! Mei Donghua helped Cheng Jia's shoulder. After there were fewer people around, he half-supported him to walk to the sedan chair outside the palace. At the same time, he said: You are not in good health, so don't come today. Well, isn't that the result? You should be able to imagine that now that Yang Zhao has cleared his name, forget about the rest.

Cheng Jia smiled bitterly, got on the sedan with empty steps, thanked Mei Donghua, and told the sedan to set off.

Looking at the increasingly noisy markets on both sides, I remembered Prime Minister Wang's proposal to completely destroy the small and medium-sized businessmen in order to ensure the benefits of this exchange, and Emperor Xiwen who was very happy to agree just because the court could get money. , and then thinking about his father who was wise enough to protect himself, and Mei Donghua, who was still struggling with the people at Heishui Pass who followed the second prince, Cheng Jia suddenly felt very powerless.

Go to Duke Ding's Mansion. After giving instructions to the bearer, Cheng Jia was stunned. He subconsciously wanted to go there, but what would happen if he went there? What can be said? Can I say that everything you said is right, but even so, he is still my king? Is this also you?

As soon as he approached the entrance of the alley, the sedan stopped. Cheng Jia used a fan to open the curtain of the sedan. He saw a large group of dusty gray-clothed men riding tall horses parked in front of Duke Ding's mansion. He felt a shiver in his heart, and then his feet felt numb. She got off the sedan in a controlled manner. Could someone come to trouble her so soon?

Brother Meng?! A big man ran out of the door and shouted with surprise on his face.

Cheng Jia stopped and looked at the group of people and the personal guards who came out, arm-in-arm, and smiled to himself. He was afraid that these were the guards who came for reinforcements. Yes, all she needed from him was to be there. In fact, she may not necessarily need the appeal among scholars. She made it very clear that her country does not need such pedantic scholars who know nothing about common affairs and only know how to talk.

Her country…

Standing at the entrance of the alley, watching the street in front of the Duke's Mansion return to calm, a guard glanced at him a few times, then slammed the door shut. The sound of the door bolt falling brought Cheng Jia back to his senses. I felt an unspeakable sadness in my heart, and the smell of blood poured into my mouth again.

Don't you want to see me anymore?

Sir? The bearer called softly.

Cheng Jia got into the sedan, and after a while, he said, Let's go.

As soon as they got off the sedan in front of the mansion, Qin An hurriedly went down the stairs, approached Cheng Jia and said, Master, Mrs. Wu is here.

Cheng Jia was stunned for a while, and then he remembered who Mrs. Wu was. She was the wife of a doctor in the Ministry of Industry and her mother's distant cousin. He remembered that after his mother passed away, Mrs. Wu liked to come to her house to discipline him and his sister as his concubine. Later, After being driven away by him, he didn't come to the door for several years. Why did he come again?

What's the matter? Cheng Jia coughed a few times while holding the desk, and slowly walked into the door of the house.

I didn't say anything. I'm waiting in the flower hall of the main courtyard now. I said I came to see you. Qin An whispered. This Mrs. Wu, four of their cases have suffered a lot at her hands. They are a little scared when they see her. She is really good at causing trouble!

As soon as he walked into the main courtyard gate, he heard an angry female voice yelling at the servants in the flower hall. Cheng Jia frowned slightly, let go of the desk, brushed the dust from the corners of his clothes, and then put on his usual clothes. That kind of approachable smile entered the flower hall.

When my sister is gone, you will have no one to discipline you? Mrs. Wu was banging the table. Seeing Cheng Jia come in, she immediately put on a bright smile, stood up and said, Brother Jia is back? Auntie has been waiting for you for a long time. Look at your house, your father is busy every day, and you actually want your aunt to take charge of things. What kind of chaos is this house? I'm afraid you and your son have no one to look after you! How can this be done, Brother Jia? Son, you have to get married quickly, and you still need a serious mistress at home!

Auntie, please sit down. Cheng Jia avoided her enthusiastic drooling, made a gesture of invitation, and then sat on the companion seat.

Mrs. Wu originally wanted to sit back on the main seat where she was sitting, but when Cheng Jia glanced at her, she reluctantly sat on the guest seat.

Sister Yue, this is your cousin Jia Geer. As soon as she sat down, Mrs. Wu said with a doting smile to the girl who had been standing quietly behind her.

Cousin Jia~ The girl stepped forward and bowed, her posture was impeccable, and she didn't even move the forbidden steps on her skirt.

Cheng Jia saw her when he entered the door. At this time, he already knew the purpose of Mrs. Wu's visit. When he stood up and returned the greeting, he glanced at her twice without being noticed.

Although the girl is only thirteen or fourteen years old, she is already a beautiful woman. You can imagine what kind of beauty she will be like in the future, and her clothing and behavior will be a model for everyone's ladies.

This is Sister Yue from the third bedroom. You should also know her brother, Wu Feiren, who was the top prospect in the early years. Mrs. Wu took Wu Yue's hand and smiled.

Cheng Jia just smiled lightly, lowered his eyes, took a sip of the tea brought by the maid, and said, Auntie, why are you here?

Mrs. Wu was startled, and her face looked a little ugly, but then she thought about it, if the Cheng family and the Wu family could get married, her status in the family could be improved, so she endured the tone and said with a smile: Brother Jia, look What are you saying? Even if your aunt comes to see you, is there something wrong? Look at you, your face is as white as paper. There is no one in the room just can’t do it! Our sister Yue’s children are all good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Great, haven't you always said that you want to find someone who can play the piano with you? How about you take Sister Yue to see your piano room now?

As soon as these words came out, even Wu Yue's face couldn't hold back. This aunt was too... But taking a look at Cheng Jia, who was still unparalleled in spite of her sick face, Wu Yue's heart was moved, and her face was filled with emotion. He blushed a little and hurriedly lowered his head. I heard that Cheng Jiaqin was a master of both calligraphy and the six arts of a gentleman, but he rarely played the piano in front of outsiders. It was even more rare to drink the best tea he ordered that day. If I could hear it today, no matter whether it succeeds or not, go back It's a huge honor to say something among sisters.

Auntie... Shuan had just called out, but Mrs. Wu had already glared and said angrily: Do you have the right to speak here?

Cheng Jia laughed softly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and said with a smile: I want to listen to Cheng's piano, what kind of reward will my aunt prepare?

Mrs. Wu's face suddenly turned pale. Before she could say anything, Cheng Jia had already stood up and said, My mother has passed away many years ago, and my aunt is not very close to us. We should take care of our own business in the future, write books, and see guests off.

You! Mrs. Wu's mouth trembled with anger. When Cheng Jia finished speaking, she left without leaving any room. The bookcase was already in the posture of seeing off guests. No matter how shameless she was, she couldn't stay anymore. He could only roll his sleeves and leave angrily.

Sir, I've sent him away. He gently walked behind Cheng Jia, who was standing under the tree and looked at the mottled shadows of the trees, and replied in a low voice.

Shufan, do you still remember Lingjia Village? He didn't hear Cheng Jia's response. Shuan was about to step back when he heard Cheng Jia ask softly.

Remember. Shudan stopped and stood behind him and replied. That name is a forbidden word and must never be spoken. Why did the young master bring it up today?

If it were you, would you rather live in a place like that or live like this? Cheng Jia said in an inaudible voice, still looking at the little bits of light leaking from the cracks in the trees.

Sir, can we tell the truth? Looking at Cheng Jia, he nodded and said in a book: Of course it is a place like Lingjia Village.

In such a free place, everyone earns income from their own labor, regardless of gender. The relationship between superiors and subordinates is strict, but they are not deprived of dignity just because they are at the subordinate level. Regardless of their position, everyone there is equal in terms of personality. of.