After wandering in the carriage for most of the day, Shen Ning didn't know how many times she was confused, but she inevitably suffered from insomnia at night.
What should I do?
She could only pick up the pen and thought hard on "The Legend of Condor Heroes".
Wen Peilan, who was with her, slept for a short time and found that their wife had already written about seven pages, so she quickly took her breath lighter.
She likes "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and every character in it seems to be written alive.
Wen Fangmao, who once traveled around the world, knew how many advantages and disadvantages some strange people and strangers in the world were.
Fortunately, my wife mainly recommends the word "门" in the book.
As the saying goes, "The greatest hero is to serve the country and the people."
Although it may not meet the hearts of some people, the word "门" is enough to make those people retreat in front of their wives.
Wen Peilan yawned gently, hugged the quilt and turned over, and fell asleep again.
Shen Ning's pen was still moving, until a trace of whiteness appeared in the sky and there was a noise outside that she rubbed her arms, which had already been sore.
Ahhhh, it's really difficult to write a book.
Why did she live a good life as a wife and she had to write a book!
Whether it is the Legend of the Condor Heroes or the Divine Condor Heroes, they have been remake countless times. The plot is probably in my heart, but why is it still so difficult to write?
Shen Ning looked haggard.
Jia Zhen and Rong Ge'er, who came to pay their respects early in the morning, couldn't help but worry in their hearts when they saw that she had only eaten a bowl of green rice porridge.
The father (grandfather) passed away. Except for the fact that he almost followed him at the beginning, it became generally normal later. Why is it now...
Are you afraid of the final parting?
Although there is still a long way to go from Beijing to Jinling, the distance between the two is completely shortened every day.
This mother (grandmother) isn't it?
The father and son are rare at the same frequency. "Brother Rong, today I will be in your grandma carriage and talk to her more." "Hey~"
How could Brother Rong not respond?
"No!"
Shen Ning, who was going downstairs to get on the bus, happened to hear, "With Perlan accompanying you, just do your own thing."
There are four maids around her, southeast, west and north. "Have you ever been incense there? It's time to set off." "I've been incense." "I've been incense."
Jia Zhen never dared to be careless in the morning and evening.
"Then let's go!"
If the air is still cold today and the waterway is blocked, they have to travel from Baoding Prefecture to Handan, Kaifeng, Xuzhou and others.
Every day, Shen Ning was wondering if she had to adjust her work and rest.
Stay staying in the inn at night, punching and writing an article, it is better than opening your eyes until dawn.
The convoy set off again, but they didn't know that several fast horses were eagerly coming to the capital a hundred miles away.
Wu Xincong, the manager of the second aunt of the Rongguo Mansion of Shenyang Weicha, covered his head and face, followed at the end of the team.
He doesn't know what work he is doing.
I wouldn't have to check so carefully if I had known it.
Unfortunately, the hardest thing in the world is the regret medicine.
Even if he regrets it now, it is useless.
This second aunt...
Alas~
Wu Xincong is now very worried that he will be silenced after he goes back.
But if he doesn't follow him back, he may not see tomorrow's sun immediately.
As the horse was running quickly, Jia Wen, who was also blindfolded, looked back at him.
Her father is Duke Jia Daishanrong.
The year when she returned to Beijing with the news of her death, she came from fighting for death.
When I go back now, Jia Wen doesn't know her future, but she knows that her identity is really going to be exposed, and the future of all the daughters of the Jia family may be destroyed.
But if she doesn't reply...
Her three children will lose their lives.
"Hurry up!"
The man looked back at Jia Wen, and the threat in his eyes was visible to the naked eye.
Jia Wen's heart trembled, and she whipped her whip hard on the horse's butt, "Hold~"
The jujube-red horse quickly rushed out a large piece.
But no matter how fast she ran, she and Wu Xincong were always in the middle of the team of seven people.
The capital was coming soon, and Jia Wen's heart was getting more and more painful.
She has deliberately forgotten the capital and her former identity.
But when the Rakshasa people came, she, the daughter of the Great Jockey King, was remembered.
She really doesn't want to be remembered.
In this world, it is difficult to live, but it is not that easy to die...
Seven fast horses were dusting all the way along the avenue until they were close to the last inn inn in the capital. "If you have any good wine and food, hurry up and serve it." Wu Xincong was glanced by the leading man and shouted loudly to serve the wine and food. "Here you come."
The inn belongs to the court. Although it mainly receives court officials, it has never helped with foreign business. After all, this is extra money.
"Sit down for a while, the food and drinks will come up immediately."
Although the table was clean, the guy wiped it again, put down the hot water brought from the stove, and poured a cup for them each first.
"What good dishes are there today?"
"The sheep just slaughtered."
The guy smiled, "Get a mutton stew radish, and then two plates of salty goods. How about stir-frying cabbage?"
"Very good!" Wu Xincong received the signal and touched two taels of silver with distress. "Second brother, ask, what's new in the capital recently?"
"Some, some."
There are some money to collect.
The little brother was so happy, "Everyone comes from the north, you should know that the Rakshasa people have hit Heihe, right? I heard that those Jin people are asking for help from me."
Everyone loves to hear this news.
"Oh?" The leading man lowered his head and drank a sip of hot water. "Then do you think Dazhao is helping or not?"
"That certainly can't help!"
The waiter looked as if he took it for granted, "Rakshasa people are not things, those golden people..."
"Cough~"
Wu Xincong coughed loudly, "It is not something that we ordinary people can discuss whether to help or not. Do you dare to ask my second brother, do you know the Jia family in Ning and Rongjie? What's wrong with their family recently?"
"Jia family?"
The waiter looked at them.
"Our master has some relatives with the Jia family."
"Oh, then you are late."
The waiter was a little regretful, "A lot of things happened to the Jia family recently. Jia Jing from Ningguo Mansion was killed by a group of Japanese pirates. Although he was given an official position by the emperor, he was dead!"
"When did this happen?"
Jia Wen was shocked.
"In the twelfth lunar month last year."
"What official was granted?"
The man was afraid that Jia Wen would lose his composure, so he used some force to grab her hand.
Jia Wen hurriedly lowered her head.
Her eyes were already red.
Brother Jing is gone, and the Jia family... who else can hold on? "I've been awarded a second-rank official."
The waiter heard that Jia Wen was a female relative, and his voice lowered a little. "I heard that before the New Year, his son, who had been promoted several levels in succession."
There are too many nobles in the capital. Jia Jing was so famous that he remembered his name. He didn't know it.
"That's...is good."
In fact, it was precisely because Jia Zhen was promoted and the Jia family was valued by Emperor Dazhao that he was ordered by his uncle and others to bring Jia Wen over to ask for help from Dazhao. "I heard that Jia Lian of Rongguo Mansion is also a doctor in the Arsenal Department?"
They urgently needed a large number of arrows, and it would be even better if Dazhao was willing to support muskets and artillery.
It is said that all these things are under the jurisdiction of the Arsenal. "Yes!" Jia Lian is the youngest official, but he was the one who brought the most contacts.
The waiter said, "He is the heir of Rongguo Mansion."
"The Duke of Rongguo has two sons. Jia Lian belongs to the big house and the second house..."
"Then I don't know much. I just heard that they are splitting up." Split up?
The brother who split up his family would not care about the concubine who was not close to him at all, right?
Jia Wen lowered her head, suspecting that the Jia family would not recognize her at all.
"Is that true?"
The man who spoke always grabbed Jia Wen's hand, "Then is the old lady in their family still here?"
"It's here."
The waiter hurriedly said, "I heard that Jia Jing was assassinated, and Old Lady Jia went to the palace to cry to the Supreme Emperor. Later, the King of Jin was unfilial, and the Supreme Emperor suffered a stroke after several excitement."
So the emperor became more incest towards the Jia family.
"...So that's it!"
The man's eyes flashed, "Thank you for resolving the doubts!"
As they spoke, the kitchen had already started serving. "What do you say, are we late?"
No mistakes, one song, one content, one book, one book, one bar, one book, one bar, one bar!
"Isn't Jia Jing of Ningguo Mansion dead? I heard that Ningguo Mansion wants to help the spirits return to his hometown."
"...Is that true?"
The man's eyes were stained with a smile.
The news they received said that the changes in the Jia family in recent days have something to do with that Mrs. Shen, and that she is not at home..., that would be even better.
"Reward!"
As soon as he was happy, he ordered to reward!
This time, Wu Xincong didn't have to give the silver, but his guard threw out five taels of small silver ingots at once.
The Qing Dynasty did not lack money.
Not to mention the ginseng, Dongzhu, etc. that robbed Zhongyuan back then, they made a lot of money.
It’s a pity that Lu Caishen, who did the most business with them last year, went to Beijing to be conspicuous and fell suddenly. Last winter, some of their goods were not sold.
This time he entered Beijing, he first asked Dazhao to send troops to help, and secondly, he wanted to open a mutual transaction with Dazhao.
"Thank you!"
The little brother retreated with gratitude. Jia Wen felt uncomfortable. The men ate meat and drank wine in big mouthfuls. She only picked up some radish to eat, showing her feelings for the deceased elder brother.
Now I just hope that my mother will remain the same as before, and will not be deceived by money and interests, and will still look down on her.
…
The emperor compared the letter of help from the emperor with the Manchu text written by Mr. Liu and the post soldiers, signed by the Prince of the Qing Dynasty.
Unlike the horizontal, stroke, vertical, and hook of Chinese characters, it has very much frame. Manchu..., it is composed of lines, heads, teeth, dots, circles, etc. It looks like each one is similar, but in fact, it is absolutely different.
The emperor's comparison of word by word.
The more I look at it, the more I feel satisfied.
"Emperor~"
Dong Xiaoquan was anxious, "This word has been seen by Lord Wu from the Hanlin Academy, and the handwriting is absolutely similar."
"Well, it's a good job!"
The emperor smiled, "If you go back, you can change your name, or ask him to give him another name. As long as you don't call him Liu Yuan, you can do anything else. Shuntian Mansion will also get a household registration, and his family's spiritual cards can also be invited back."
The royal family sacrifices the royal bloodline.
His family must have less incense. "In addition, I give him two people, this year's Enko..., he ends up if he wants to end, but he doesn't want to..., I give him another birth."
Yesterday they talked until they went to court. The emperor had a very heavy dark circle at this time. "Tell him, I will give him ten days off first and settle his personal affairs."
"Yes!"
Dong Xiao went out with satisfaction.
Liu Yuan went to Beijing to take the exam, but he was arrested by the King of Jin in the palace shortly after he entered Beijing, so not many people knew him.
In the past ten years, he has long since become a young man and a middle-aged man who has become a vicissitudes of life.
Even if there are teachers and classmates in his hometown who come to Beijing, I am afraid I will not dare to recognize each other now.
Changing household registration and changing the name is indeed a good way. "Then... I'll change my name to Liu Zhi!"
The road I used to have been going on.
The road ahead..., he wants to go straighter.
"Okay, just call me Liu Zhi!"
Dong Xiaoquan was very happy that the emperor could use him.
Jia Jing, who used to be in the same subject, was very talented, but unfortunately, he didn't live until the emperor could use him.
"This word..."
"I'd like to give it to you!"
Liu Zhi bent down deeply.
He believed in Dong Xiaoquan first before he believed in the emperor.
The night he was arrested, he really thought about committing suicide.
He abused the King of Jin and knew what life was worse than death.
He was afraid that he would fall into the way of King Jin, and life would be worse than death.
It was Lord Dong who made his promise openly and dispelled his ambition to die. "That's what if you don't doubt it?" Dong Xiaoquan didn't want the emperor to doubt him anymore.
Liu Buyi, who also hopes to restart his life, is that this name can always remind himself that he will not write what he should not write, and he will never show off his limelight.
"Thank you sir!"
Tears flashed in Liu Zhi's eyes, "Please bow without any doubt!"
The words he gave to others could only be ordinary.
The real ability is only used by the emperor.
Liu Buyi knelt down and kowtowed respectfully to Dong Xiaoquan.
"Get up, get up quickly."
Being able to promote talents for the country is actually the greatest achievement in life.
Dong Xiaoquan hurriedly pulled him up.
At this moment, Chief General Lu hurriedly knocked on the door.
"What's the matter?"
"Sir!"
Chief Lu hesitated for a moment, "Feng Ziying, the son of General Feng Tang, sued Qiu Duwei and his son Qiu Feng to Shuntian Prefecture."
What?
Dong Xiaoquan had a headache in an instant.
Feng Tang is considered to be the emperor, but he is also considered to be the person from the Beijing Palace.
The Beijing Palace is a special existence among the many nobles.
The old concubine is the sister of Taizu. It is said that the military power of the Beijing Palace is in the hands of King Beijing, but it is also possible to say that it is in the hands of the royal family.
Then Qiu Duwei...
"What's wrong?"
"It's because of the storytelling rights of a book."
Constable General Lu was also surprised, "Feng Ziying holds the exclusive storytelling authorization letter issued by our Shuntian Mansion, and Qiu Duwei's restaurant is also talking about this book..."
"What else do you say?"
With an exclusive authorization letter, why should Qiu Duwei get involved?
Dong Xiaoquan became steady again, "Let's go and have a look!"
In the past few years, Qiu Duwei has gradually become arrogant because he has taken a fancy to the emperor and the emperor, and his son Qiu Feng has even cut people everywhere.
It's time to manage it.
"By the way, what kind of books are they? Take them over and take a look."
It's not a good book, and the two families won't compete like this. "It seems to be called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". "Constable Lu said, "There are a lot of people buying this book recently."
He had heard of its name for a long time, but unfortunately he did not rank for the number.
"Especially in the army, it's going crazy."
"Is that right?"
Dong Xiaoquan smiled, "I don't doubt stay, I will come when I go."
He strode to cut off the lawsuit for the two companies.
At this time, Qiu Feng and Feng Ziying's faces were all over.
"Wait, wait until I find the Great Hero of Jin, I will not forgive you."
When I arrived at Shuntian Mansion and saw Feng Ziying taking out the documents, Qiu Feng knew that he would definitely lose.
But he was too dissatisfied and swore that he would find Jin Daxia. (This chapter ends)