I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man
Chapter 217 Surrender
Three days later.
In the dream, white flower silver came down from the sky, and his new soap, flower dew water, and even famous liquor came out of the market, which did not cause the market to become popular. In the aristocratic circle, he counted silver tickets softly, and the daily worry was how to spend the silver.
Good dreams come to dawn, and the next day the gods wake up refreshed.
Chino's life has been busy and fulfilling over the past few days.
He was about to come to grass and ash and other materials, and ordered several maids to collect a bunch of petals from the garden. During this season, the bright flowers mostly faded, but a few laurel trees blossomed just right, as well as wild chrysanthemums all over the mountains.
A test was carried out with the bottle jars found on the Zhuangzi, and five samples were made in the first batch, each with different ingredients. After the conditioning is successful, pour into a small box and wait for the condensation block.
For the remainder of the time, Qin Noh was not idle, went up the mountain to trample the green hunting, went down the river to do boat fishing, got tired, went back to soak up a hot spring in comfort, no worries, it was like a fairy day.
The day Chino rode the horse, went hunting rabbits, and ran all the way to the top of the mountain. Though just a hill a few hundred meters high, it stands high, overlooking an endless estate with a pleasant atmosphere. A golden wave of wheat spreads across the earth like a luxurious golden rug. In the upcoming harvest season, many tenant farmers in the field are busy, and Qin Noh is really in love with the life here.
This hill is the northernmost part of the hill, and further north, is another much larger estate. That is the property of his third brother, Qin Jian. Qin Jian's wealth is not comparable with that of his new king.
In fact, several nearby villages were originally the property of Lai Wang. After Lai Wang's death, they were returned to the palace. In the following years, most of these properties were given to Guo Gui Fei as a fat powder estate. After the death of Princess Guo, Jingyao Emperor gave these to Qin Jian. Therefore, before the opening of the capital, Qin Jian's wealth had been several times richer than that of the ordinary prince, and behind him was the Guo family, a famous and historic valve.
Just looking down from the top of the mountain, it is obviously a rich harvest season, but Qin Jian's estate did not see the wheat, all over the green grass.
To his doubts, the manager of the estate explained: “Your Majesty, you do not know that the estates around here have been transformed into hunting grounds. Three years ago, all the wheat here was cut, and the grass was replanted. This house is three or four times bigger than ours, and there are several more behind it, and the forest behind it, are all sealed by the King of Germany. The horses can't run for days and nights. ”
“I heard there is also a place called Roaring Hill in the mountain forest, as if there were some fighting pits, I can see the master fighting every day, by the way, there seems to be a lion tiger inside, the dwarf has had the privilege to see a cage of lucky tigers pass by from the bottom of the mountain, Oops, that mighty wind, frightened people. ”
“By the way, just two days ago, the three dogs on our estate were up at night, and they saw the elders, walking over the hill. Running across the ground is like thunder striking, and I don't know if it's transporting beasts. ”
Qin Noh frowned and immediately remembered that Qin Hun had mentioned that Qin Jian had his own battlefield and looked at the endless green grass in front of him. He couldn't help but ask: “What about the tenant farmer on the estate? In this day and age, the tenant farmers on the noble estate, almost equivalent to the noble private slaves, all have to live off the output of the estate, and they have rebuilt the hunting grounds, can they support so many people? ”
“Some of the strong left behind to serve as miscellaneous servants, some of the elderly and weak, were expelled. In the previous few years, King De's estate drove 3,400 households out of breath. They were all old and weak, so it was called a tragedy.” It seems to be the rabbit who died. The manager of the field shook his head and sighed. “It's a sin. I can only sell my children and sell them. I hear they haven't survived the winter...”
Speaking of which, I remembered that the owner in front of me was Lord De's brother-in-law, so I stopped talking.
Qin Noh's face was gloomy, but he didn't say much. Don't say that things have been going on for years. Even if it happened in front of him, it was all Qin Jian's private property. How to dispose of it, he had no room for a beak.
Without the mood to swim, Qin Noo returned to Zhuangzi without skill.
But an unexpected message was received.
Dongpo sent a letterhead.
Since his earlier conversation with Qin Qi, Qin Noh felt deeply blocked by his news. He didn't want to expand his circle, like Qin Hun, but didn't want to escape too much. So I simply ordered Dongpo to send a few brilliant pages, go out on a daily basis, get some news about the city well from the tea house wine, then gather by Dongpo, important report to myself.
Including these days of living in the estate, Chino and the King's Palace maintained the frequency of letters every two days. Each time, Dongpo will tell you everything that happened in the capital city on a letterhead.
Thought it would only take a few days to leave, the situation in the capital is just like today's food prices, it is unlikely that there will be too much fluctuations, I didn't expect a big thing to happen.
Five hundred Tai students knelt in front of the palace gate to petition, and such a big thing went for Qin Jian.
Dongpo spoke fluently and entrusted the matter with the letter.
After Qin Jian was declared a prince, he received the position of Director of Literary History Compilation at the Honghua Palace of Hanlin Academy. This position can be described as clear and expensive and distinguished. When the literary history has been compiled, Qin Jian's last famous name will not be spared from future generations.
The literary museum is now busy compiling the living wagers of the Emperor's life.
As is customary in the history of Big Zhou, after the death of each emperor, the living quarters recording his life's important events are to be ordered and sealed, and a subordinate is generally allowed to supervise them. Qin Jian, the new prince and Aiko Jingyao Emperor, took on this task in an irresistible manner.
Bad is bad on Qin Jian's love for his father.
Living is a huge record of the life of Jingyao Emperor, of which there are quite a few points of obscurity. The most intolerable thing about Qin Jian was his biological mother, Guo Guifei, who was originally Jingyao Emperor's brother-in-law.
As a young daughter of the Guo family, Guo Guifei was originally related to Lai Wang. That's right, he was the original owner of Qinnuo Mountain Estate. Unfortunately, at the time of the imminent marriage, Lai Wang was involved in the mess of the Four Kings, and was given a poisonous glass of wine to die, and Princess Guo became a widow. The Guo family wanted to wait for the wind to pass and find a real official in the field to marry their daughter. Unexpectedly, when Emperor Jingyao came to the throne, he couldn't wait for a paper dahir to bring the Guo family daughter into the palace.
There was a lot of discussion in the capital, saying that Lai Wang had died of some wrongs. He was scattered and only loved poetry wine and flower tea. Although his brother-in-law conspired to rebel, he was completely out of business, but was eventually given a poisonous glass of wine by Jingyao Emperor. The aim was to steal the daughter-in-law, famous for her beauty.
Of course, these rumors soon disappeared under the repression of Jingyao Emperor. Whatever the rumors, there is no way to stop Guo Guifeng from having a good time in the Queen's Palace. Even the Queen has to evade by three points. Unfortunately, he died of illness after entering the palace in 10 years. Leaving a son, Qin Jian, was still held by Jingyao Emperor on the spire of his heart.
The official entered Guo Guifei into the final record of the palace in great detail, including the engagement with Lai Wang. This greatly stabbed Qin Jian, arguing with Shifu, and things got worse.
After listening to all this crap, Qin Noh was stunned. He seriously suspected that the position was one where Queen Huo's mother and son deliberately dug a pit to make Qin Jian jump. Otherwise, because of their disgust with Qin Jian, why give him such an expensive and well-known position?
Didn't you come out at the father's funeral? Manchukuo praised you for your purity and filial piety. Now you have a great opportunity to show your filial piety! Are you going to stand idly by and watch your beloved father, Qing Shi, remain infamous? Or do you want to intervene to offend the readers?
Well, with Qin Jian's stinking temper, I know the answer with my knees.
When Qin Jian supervised, he saw that his dear father was so “stigmatized”. Especially when things involved the Guo family, he was angry and had seizures on the spot, and ordered Historian to modify them.
There are a few hard tempers among the skewers, who insist that merit is commented upon by future generations, and that being a descendant should not distort history merely to hide the ugliness of the elders. At the end of the day, even Qin Jian's mother, the Guo family, was scolded.
With Qin Jian's evil temper, no one can tolerate such rebellion. Immediately, the guard was ordered to beat some of the arrogant and most vicious of them to the ground.
At that time, in the name of disobedience and disrespect to the parishioner's office, he was barely famous as a master. However, the bad news was that one of the beaten historians was naturally infirm and ill, and that night he blew his life.
Now he stabbed the hornet's nest, and some of the magician rabbits in the History Palace died of fox sadness, yelling to give a statement.
But Qin Jian's cow temper is as stinky and hard as the rock in the pit. Along with the fur, it may still calm down. The harder the top, the bigger the fire. When they heard about the strike, they sent another guard to drive them away. As a result, two magistrates accidentally fell from the stairs while running, hit their heads and died instantly.
Three lives were lost in a row, and all of them were high-ranking officials, which made a big deal of trouble. Especially since the latter was also a teacher in the Academy, with high moral standing.
Too many students for a group of excitement.
Today, 500 students in Tai Xue are still kneeling outside the palace gate, demanding that Qin Jian be severely punished as the prince who did not commit evil. Manchukuo was headached by the fighting in Beishuo. He was in such a constant state of affairs, and now the dynasty ministers complain about this careless prince.
I don't know how you feel about this!
Qino automatically penetrates into the palace duel mode, quietly indulging.
If there is a slight possibility of an accident when it comes to the death of an official. Three deaths in a row can never be so coincidental.
“How are things in the capital today?” After reading the letterhead, Qin Noh asked casually.
“Still deadlocked, 500 students refused to give in and insisted on severely punishing Prince De, who could not leave the door these days, even entering the palace to say he was ill.” The messenger page replied, with a clear mouth, a clear voice and an exceptionally nice voice.
Chino couldn't help but look up. Then he blinked and stunned.
The person in front of him is about the early twenties, tall and slim, eyebrows are clear and handsome, but the scar on the nose beam is a bit stinging, but also adds two points of English martial arts to this excessive Wenshu's face.
The person in front of you is a bit facile, not the ones who often run errands in the palace. Where did you meet me...
Aware that Qin Noh was staring at himself, the man in blue bowed down: “I have met the prince from the source below. I have not thanked him for saving me before today. ”
The speech room is not inferior and the mouth is clear.