Scholar and old attack

"Master Li, Master Zhang, where are you going?"

Since Jiang Jingyuan's memorial was handed over to the emperor, as soon as he arrived in Xiamao, many officials gathered in groups, discussing something.

At first, some people were puzzled, but today they couldn't help it, so they came to ask.

"Master Liu, you already know about that memorial."

After everyone looked at each other, they asked with some resentment.

Because of this incident, the entire ruling and opposition parties are now united like never before, and the tension between factions is no longer as it used to be.

Mr. Liu's complexion is a bit ugly. He has been an official for many years, and finally earned some small money last year. Now if he is asked to spit it out, his heart hurts like a drop of blood.

He shook his head resentfully.

"We are here to discuss this matter. We will discuss with several adults to see if we can go to Master Jiang and ask if we can accommodate and tell us the specific amount."

The adults were also dejected, and it really hurt to ask them to take out the savings at home. What's more frightening is that they can't give too little, in case the emperor commits a crime, they just can't eat and walk around.

But if they give too much, they don't want it in their hearts.

Master Liu's eyes lit up, and he felt that this method was very appropriate, they were not high-ranking officials like Lord Shang Shu, no matter if there were more or less, the emperor would have to weigh them if he wanted to move them.

"Let's go, let's pay a visit to Gu Taifu's residence."

They gathered a group of "like-minded" allies to go to Taifu Gu's residence, which has always been quiet, and saw Taifu Gu's residence from a distance. The meeting was already full of officials, big and small, all of whom came to pay a visit to Jiang Jingyuan.

It's just a pity that Gu's mansion didn't open the door until dark, showing a gesture of not wanting to see guests, a group of officials came happily and returned disappointed.

It was like this in front of Gu Taifu's mansion for several days in a row, there was a lot of traffic, if it wasn't too close to the root of the imperial city, unsuspecting people would all want to come in and set up stalls to sell small things to subsidize their families.

Seeing that the deadline given by the emperor was up, these people didn't come to wander around in front of Taifu Gu's door, and handed over most of the family's money.

The Son of Heaven, whose complexion has been extremely bad in recent years, seems to be radiant in the past few days, and his complexion is as rosy as a middle-aged man in his 40s or [-]s.

Can you be unhappy counting money every day until your hands cramp?

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the money collected up to now has reached 400 million taels, which is more than the 300 million taels calculated by Jiang Shilang."

Eunuch Fu, who had been following the emperor all the time, also had a happy expression on his face. He hadn't seen so much money in the palace for a long time. Seeing the emperor worrying about money all day, he was actually quite uncomfortable.

Now that there is money, some of the emperor's plans can be implemented.

"Leave 30 taels of this money for the daily expenses of the palace, and give the rest to the household department. Let them sort out a plan within three days, and strive to pay all the military salaries owed over the years at once. , and two sets of summer clothes for each person, two sets of winter clothes, and armor and weapons also need to be changed."

The emperor was only happy for a long time when he got the money, and he suppressed his greed very restrainedly. He lives in this palace and has no shortage of food and clothing. What he really needs is the soldiers on the frontier.

"My son has money there, so he doesn't have to be restrained anymore. He has been wronged all these years."

When the emperor thought about it, he thought of his son who was thrown to the frontier, and his heart ached beyond measure.

He was obviously the most innocent one in the case of seizing the heirloom back then, but he was thrown into such a desolate place. I don't know if he hated himself in his heart all these years.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the Fifth Prince has always been a generalist, and he will definitely understand His Majesty's painstaking efforts."

Eunuch Fu lowered his head and comforted in a low voice.

The household department is naturally very efficient when they have money, and it takes some time to wait for clothes and weapons, but as soon as the payment arrives, they are immediately escorted to the frontier by the soldiers.

The junction of the frontier was desolate, and the air was filled with a perennial smell of blood. At the base of the city wall, a group of ragged soldiers stood upright.

However, their eyes are a little distracted, and they live without enough food and clothing every day. Even if their bodies are straight, their minds will involuntarily be distracted.

If it weren't for the family members who needed their guards behind them, they would have been unable to hold on.

After changing shifts, the hungry soldiers walked back to the barracks in twos and threes, talking indifferently about what delicious food the camp made today.

"It would be nice to have some wine these days. I think back when I was at home, my family made fruit wine. I felt disgusted with the sour taste every day. Now I have been away from home for many years, and I think about it from time to time. You guys Tell me if people are cheap."

Wang Dazhuang couldn't help being lonely when he thought of home. Looking at the endless desolate plain outside the city wall, he didn't know if he would ever return to his hometown in this life.

"Cheap, absolutely cheap, your family still has wine, my family is so poor that they can't even wear trousers, the whole family makes clothes out of straw rope, and if they have to go out, they only wear the only patched clothes to go out. go."

Another soldier walking with Wang Dazhuang patted the armor on his body. It was because his family had no money, and he came here because he heard people said that he had money, food and clothing as a soldier.

Compared to the past when he ate his last meal without a second meal, and lived a life without tomorrow, at least he still has something to look forward to in the military camp. At least he can imagine that there is no white flour or rice in the military camp today.

"Don't think about eating. I heard that the imperial court will not be able to pay the military salary again. Even the food in the barracks will be exhausted immediately. Cherish these last few days, maybe we will all starve to death in a while." It’s not impossible.”

Wang Dazhuang shook his head and sighed, being a soldier is hard and tiring, and he has no money or food.

A deadly silence began to freeze in the air. As long as there are people who are still alive, there are a few people who want to die.

But it's not like they haven't seen and experienced starving to death, and they don't know how many brothers will survive after this time.

Even they don't know if they can see the sun tomorrow.

Just when the faces of the others were not looking good, a sound of horseshoes pierced the sky, and the people on the city wall and those under the city wall all looked towards the source of the sound.

A team carrying the flag of Ming Dynasty was driving towards them, pulling endless wooden boxes in a carriage.

"According to the order of the emperor, I am here to distribute money and food to all the soldiers. Please open the city gate quickly."

The voice was particularly loud, from far to near, and tears filled the eyes of the soldiers guarding the border.

Even the Fifth Prince, who was eating sweet potatoes in the barracks, shed tears for no reason when he heard this voice.

The emperor still misses him, and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers guarding the country on this frontier.

No matter how grateful the frontier soldiers were to the emperor, Jiang Jingyuan's family had packed up their carriage and were ready to embark on a trip to the grassland.

"Xiaolu, come here, along the way, you take this book and read to your two nephews and nieces for an hour every day."

As soon as Jiang Jingyuan and Xu Shuizhou stepped into the carriage, they called Jiang Lu over from Chen Xiuxiu and He Yuzhu, and handed him a Three Character Classic.

Jiang Lu gestured to Jiang Jingyuan in a daze. He couldn't speak, so asking him to read the Three Character Classic to his two nephews and nieces would be too embarrassing for him.

Looking at the two children who were dancing happily in their infancy, I felt a little pity. Their father wanted to let them read and write at such a young age.

"Then use Banzhuxiang's sign language. After all, sign language is also a language. When you go out and don't understand the language, you can still sign with your hands."

Jiang Jingyuan patted his forehead, and after gradually becoming a family with Jiang Lu, whenever Jiang Lu made a sign language, his mind would automatically translate it into language, and he would subconsciously think that Jiang Lu could speak.

Jiang Lu had no choice but to obey Jiang Jingyuan's orders, got into their carriage, looked at brother Xu Shuizhou who stared round his eyes, and then looked at brother Jiang Jingyuan who was not paying attention, shook his head, lowered his head and gnawed on his hand The fruit comes.

This is also the first time for He Yuzhu to go to the grassland. She couldn't help but excitedly lifted the robe of the carriage, and looked at the capital outside the carriage. She hasn't taken a good look around the capital since she came here. It's very different from the appearance in her memory. big, but they have many similarities.

While she was looking around, she saw a familiar figure in the crowd, frowned secretly, and tightened the handkerchief in her hand, thinking of her deceased husband, she felt angry again in her chest.

"What's wrong, sister Yurou."

Chen Xiuxiu felt something was wrong, and followed her eyes, but found nothing unusual.

"I saw the Xu family."

He Yuzhu gritted her teeth, thinking that she had forgotten the past pains long ago, but she never thought that when she saw the Xu family again, her heart would still hurt and she would still hate.

Chen Xiuxiu smiled and held her hand with her warm hand, "Let's settle the past when we come back from the grassland. There is no difficulty in this world. I have let go of the past, and you should learn from it." Let it go."

"Well, but when I think about it, if it weren't for them, my husband might not die, and brother Jiang wouldn't be implicated, let alone what happened later."

He Yuzhu felt deeply remorse and guilt in her heart, but she was not so relieved of what happened back then on the surface.

He Yuzhu leaned against the window of the carriage as he spoke, patted his head a little decadently, and said with a sob, "I'm afraid now, the matter of Jing Yuan may have something to do with the Xu family, if sister Xiuxiu is really like this, I'm really helpless face to face you."

A string in Chen Xiuxiu's heart broke and she was also teased, her face suddenly became serious, "Even if the Xu family really did it, I wouldn't blame you and Shui Zhou, but the Xu family must be buried with my son. "

Chen Xiuxiu's face turned cold. She could forgive He Yuzhu and Xu Shuizhou, but she would not let go of the person who killed her son.

He Yuzhu was silent, and a look of sternness flashed in his eyes, "If it's their Xu family's fault, I, He Yuzhu, will settle all old and new grudges with them."

"Young master, don't rush to leave, someone sent you a letter just now."

Jiang Jingyuan was about to step into the carriage, but the porter hurried over and handed Jiang Jingyuan a letter.

Jiang Jingyuan took the letter, looked at the handwriting on it, and opened it suspiciously. The expression on his face changed suddenly, and he crumpled the envelope into a ball angrily.

"What's the matter, such a big fire."

Xu Shuizhou used all his strength to pull the letter out of Jiang Jingyuan's hand, and when he flattened it out, he was so angry that he almost jumped out of the carriage.

"Come back and clean up, it's just a bunch of jumping clowns."

Jiang Jingyuan stopped Xu Shuizhou with a dark face, dragged him back to the carriage, and said angrily, "Let's go."

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