Honglouchun

With such a gentle temperament, Yi Ping'er couldn't help but spit.

Jia Qiang was relieved when she heard this sound, and after a loud laugh, she stood up straight and said, "Take a good rest, you will be mine from now on, see you tomorrow!"

After all, he left with the steps of a domineering president.

After he had walked for a long time, the door of the room opened slowly, revealing a charming face, with an extremely complicated expression, although it was still full of tears, but after all, it did not have the sadness and gloom as before.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Ping'er thought to himself:

Tomorrow, maybe it will be a good weather...

……

PS: I'm a little bit big, I made a mistake, I just went to the wind today...

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4 Chapter Twenty

The next morning, very early in the morning, Jia Qiang just got up and was about to go out for morning exercises, when she saw Madam Wu coming, saying that there were many foreigners coming, including the masters of Zhen Guogong, Li Guogong and other mansions, as well as the uncle of the Wang family. The master is here too.

Jia Qiang knew that the news of the night before must have reached their ears, so she was satisfied that they could come today.

After all, except for one Cao Gang, Jia Qiang still doesn't know who the other three opponents are, let alone the Niu family and the Liu family.

Being able to come forward at this time, it seems that at least the families of the founding heroes are really aware of the need to unite and prosper together, and they are not still immersed in the dream of life and death like other families.

Under the service of Qingwen and Xiangling, Jia Qiang quickly dressed properly, washed briefly, and rushed to the front hall.

……

"Hey, all the uncles are here!"

Seeing all the people in the room, Jia Qiang was really unexpected, and said hello with her hands clasped.

But looking at it more carefully, it was still the twelve families that followed all the way to the end, and the other was the Wang family.

And the young people behind them should be their children and nephews, they are all very young.

Although Jia Qiang's seniority was low, she was the most prestigious, so when he came, everyone stood up to greet him.

Seeing that Jia Qiang's face was as usual, Niu Jizong was the first to smile and said, "It is rumored that you have suffered a great blow, Brother Qiang, and you are vomiting three liters of blood in embarrassment. You don't know if you are alive or dead at home. Looking at it now, the rumors are indeed the least credible. .”

Jia Qiang chuckled, he was the one who let people let go of these rumors, he said with a smile: "Although I was calculated by someone, the loss is not small, but I still won't vomit blood because of it."

Everyone looked him up and down a few times, openly or secretly, and found that except for the dark circles around his eyes, his complexion was as usual, and he looked refreshed, and it really didn't look like extreme anger vomiting blood.

Wang Ziteng nodded and said: "Brother Qiang's face does not change every time there is a big change. How many of us old fellows can have this kind of calmness? How many young heroes in this world can only go down the windy road. If you go against the trend, you will be devastated. How many people like Brother Qiang treat you like nothing?"

Seeing that everyone in the room was ready to boast, Jia Qiang waved her hands and said with a smile, "They're all on their own, what are you talking about?"

Liu Fang asked in a deep voice: "Brother Qiang, who did it last night? You ransacked the Dayue Gambling House in Nancheng yesterday. Could it be that Cao Gang did it?"

Jia Qiang nodded slightly and said, "I only know that one of them is the Cao Gang, but I don't know about the other three. But it doesn't matter, this revenge will be avenged sooner or later. It's just that it's not the time yet."

Xie Jing, the second-class male of Dingcheng Hou's mansion, said angrily: "I can't tell, it's the murderous hands of Yuanping's hero! Those beasts are suppressing Jianguo's lineage everywhere, and the military salary is only paid to [-]%. Such a black hearted and lowly person! The soldiers’ salary is nothing more than that, even the weapons in the arsenal are not released, let the Fengtai camp go to war with fire sticks? Those sons of bitches in the Ministry of War will smash their dog’s heads sooner or later!”

When Wang Ziteng heard this, his old face turned red.

Although he is the Minister of the Ministry of War, he can be the Minister of the Ministry of War, the head of each hall, and the officers of the four Qing officials of Wuxuan, Chejia, Zhifang, and Arsenal, as well as Huitongguan, Jiebao Office, Supervision Office, Monthly Office, and Jifeng Office. All the Lang officials of the Administration Department are from Yuanping's side.

The Ministry of War is more direct than the Ministry of Households. Wang Ziteng is the great Sima in name, but in fact he has almost no real power.

The power of the Ministry of War to dispatch troops to fight originally belonged to the Military Aircraft Department, which only took charge of logistics and other duties. How could Wang Ziteng compete with the two Marquis Wu of Yuan Ping Xunchen?

But no matter what, he is also the Minister of the Ministry of War, a dignified Sima!

The Fengtai camp under him can only pay [-]% of the soldiers' salary, and they don't even distribute the weapons in the arsenal. It is conceivable how the soldiers of the Fengtai camp will think of him?

Now that Xie Jing scolded him, Wang Ziteng felt ashamed.

Just then Jia Qiang said with a warm smile: "Uncle Xie, you are still so violent. Yuan Ping is powerful, and it's not a matter of a day or two. Let alone us, who is not afraid of any insightful people in the court?" Although the Ministry of War is the Minister of the Ministry of War, it was also roasted on the fire. This is because of the internal division of Yuanping's heroes, and the two sides almost played out their brains in order to fight for this position, so Uncle Wang was allowed to sit on it. It's the same for anyone. It’s hard to do anything.”

When Wang Ziteng heard this, he was very grateful, but he still cupped his hands and said, "I'm ashamed!"

Seeing this, Xie Jing felt embarrassed, laughed and said: "General, I didn't scold you, and the group of balls didn't regard you as Minister of the Ministry of War at all."

Hu Shen of the Marquis of Anding asked Jia Qiang, "Brother Qiang, this matter is really hurting morale. The soldiers and horses of the Fengtai camp were originally old soldiers from that side. The generals, captains and even the team leaders of the battalions were all from that place." People on the side. There is a gap, and now even the soldiers are paid half of what they used to be, and even the weapons damaged in training cannot be replenished, and the bows of the archers are broken. I'm afraid it won't work if this matter is not resolved."

Jia Qiang became solemn after hearing the words, looked at Hu Shen and said, "Now the servants of the Ministry of War are Gengnian, Marquis of Changxing, and Fu Lian, Marquis of Yingchuan?"

Hu Shen nodded, but before he could speak, Jiang Ruhai, the second-rank male attacker in Yingyang Hou's mansion, said loudly: "It's these two bastards who have always been domineering. In the eyes of a dog, I’m afraid it’s even worse than bedbugs, it’s too deceiving!”

Jiang Ruhai was also one of the founding generals who followed Jia Qiang all the way to Fuguo Gong Li Yao's gate that night.

Jia Qiang glanced at him, nodded, and said: "I understand, give me a few days to think about countermeasures. It should be, there is still a chance."

Sun Ze, the second-class male in Zhongyang Bo's mansion, said: "Ninghou, why don't you just ask Lin Shilang from the household department for help?"

Jia Qiang laughed and said, "How can I help? The military department reports the general expenses to the household department, and the household department distributes the general expenses to the military department, and then distributes them layer by layer. This is the court rule, how can my husband change it?"

Niu Jizong and others also waved their hands and said: "It must not be like this, there will be no big troubles."

After everyone was silent for a while, Niu Jizong, like Maitreya, chuckled and said, "Alright, let's think about it together and discuss it after two days. I won't mention this matter for now... Brother Qiang, I heard that you have lost money." There are a lot of people, look at this, we can't help you with anything else, and you don't lack gold and silver. My eldest son, I was not spoiled and raised, and I fought with me for six or seven years, and became a captain. Fist, foot, riding and archery are just fine. It’s useless, but if I can learn [-]% from you by my side, I’ll be satisfied.”

Jia Qiang was startled when she heard the words, and saw the young man of seventeen or eighteen behind Niu Jizong coming out, hitting the ground with a thousand children, and said in a deep voice: "The last general Niucheng, see Ninghou!"

Jia Qiang said "Hey", and hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Get up, people of the same generation, how can you be so reasonable?"

As soon as the words finished, Liu Fang smiled and said: "Although they are of the same generation, there is a difference in respect. I also have one on my side. My eldest son, Liu Dang, is similar to Niu Cheng. He and his brothers know each other well."

Liu Dang also stepped forward, prostrating and saying: "The last general Liu Dang, see Ninghou!"

After these two started, the others didn't need to be introduced by their respective fathers, so they came out one after another and said:

"The humble Qi Hu..."

"Humble job Hu Ning..."

"Humble position Xie Qiang..."

"Humble job Jiang Cang..."

"The humble Sun Chang..."

Except for Niu Cheng and Liu Dang, ten young people in total finally shouted loudly: "See Marquis Ning!"