The Red House starts from Liaodong

Chapter 8 Entering Beijing
Tang Qing'an and Liu Chengmin, because they were strangers, were warned not to move around at will, and they were trapped on the boat for more than a month.

Finally arrived at Zhuojun, Shuntian Prefecture.

On the pier, Jia's mansion had already sent sedan chairs to pick it up, and a group of people picked up Miss Lin's mansion first.

Zhou Rui called Tang Qing'an to stop, and took a look at the young man. "Your uncle is in the capital at this time of year, so you can come to Beijing with me, so as not to miss it."

Tang Qing'an quickly thanked her.

On board were not only Miss Lin's luggage, but also gifts from Lin Ruhai to the Jia's family, as well as silver and treasures delivered to court officials at the end of the year.

With the convenience of the Jia Mansion, people from the Tojia Mansion entered Beijing together, accompanied by the housekeeper and staff of the Lin Mansion.

There were more than [-] truckloads of goods on the pier at the end of the canal, and there was quite a commotion.

Entered Shenjing.

Its bustling market and the abundance of people are different from Jinling. Although it is not as luxurious as Jinling, it has a majestic style.

After walking for another half day, I suddenly saw two big stone lions squatting on the north side of the street, three gates with animal heads, and a dozen or so people in beautiful clothes sitting in front of the gate.

The main door is not open, only the east and west corners are used for people to come in and out.There is a plaque above the main entrance, and on the plaque are five characters of "Decree to build Ningguo Mansion".

When they arrived here, Zhou Rui envoys led Tang Qing'an to look for Wu Jinxiao's group in the side alley.

Tang Qing'an was fine, although he felt that Jia's mansion was really grand, after all, he had seen the world before traveling.Liu Chengmin couldn't bear it anymore, his legs were shaking.

"Do you still want to stay in the countryside and be a small landlord? Now you know how big the outside world is."

The servant who led the way laughed out loud when he heard Tang Qing'an's words, while Liu Chengmin kept his head down and remained silent for fear of breaking the rules.

Ningrong Street in front of the gates of Ningguo Mansion and Rongguo Mansion is three hundred steps long, and Liu Chengmin has never seen such a big mansion.

When I got out of the West Street Gate and looked north, I couldn't see the end of the courtyard wall. I didn't reach the back street until I walked two miles.

The scene in the back street is different again, there are some businesses resting in front of the door, some sell food, and some sell play objects, and thirty or twenty children are playing there.

The servants came to a courtyard and knocked on the door to call for someone. A few honest old men came out and told Master Wu to go to the mansion.

"This is your master Wu's nephew, and I leave it to you."

A few old men hurriedly invited Tang Qing'an and the other to go in, and they didn't dare to be negligent in serving tea and water.

Wu Jinxiao handed over the renter to the Ningguo Mansion, talked to the master, and interceded about his nephew.

In the past few days, he was busy making friends with the stewards in the mansion, and when he heard someone say that his nephew had come to Beijing, he hurriedly bid farewell to everyone.

Back at the place where he was staying, everyone in the village said that his nephew was tall and big, and that he must be promising in reading and writing.

Two people came out from inside, and before he could see clearly, one of them walked up to him and knelt down and kowtowed.

Wu Jinxiao understood that this was his nephew, and stepped forward to help him up.

With sharp eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a wide mouth, and a heroic face, the whole person is neither humble nor overbearing. He is really a good-looking talent.

It's a replica of my brother-in-law when he was young, so he can't be wrong.Back then, my father and sister were confused by this appearance.

"Uncle, my nephew finally saw you. My mother often mentioned you when she was alive, saying that she liked to eat candied haws when she was a child, and it was my uncle who bought it from her."

Wu Jinxiao is 50 years old, and he has already looked down on the ways of the world. When he heard his nephew mention the past, he thought of his sister, and his heart was full of sadness.

With red eye circles, he patted Tang Qing'an's shoulder again.

"With uncle here, rest assured that I will go to Liaodong with me, and your happy life will not be shortened."

"uncle."

"Who is this?" Wu Jinxiao looked curiously at the strange young man, who was even taller than his nephew.

"This is my sworn brother Liu Chengmin, who grew up with me. His family hired a martial artist for him, and he has practiced martial arts since he was a child."

"well."

Wu Jinxiao nodded in satisfaction.

Several people met, Wu Jinxiao made arrangements for Tang Qingan and Tang Qing'an, and told him that he had consulted the master of Ningguo Mansion, and the master was busy teaching She Xungui's disciples these days.

If the master is free, he will meet them. If he is not free, he will go back to Liaodong directly with himself.

Tang Qing'an nodded.

Jia Zhen in Ningguo Mansion is not simple.

His father, Jia Jing, the patriarch of the Jia family, hereditary Ning Guogong, Yimao Ke Jinshi, has outstanding talents and is unparalleled in the limelight.

Because of the incident involving the crown prince and being implicated by Prince Yizhong, he declared to the outside world to practice Taoism, gave up his title and fame, and was imprisoned in Xuanzhen Temple from then on.

Jia Zhen attacked the noble, and was demoted to attack General Wei Lie, the third-rank noble, and was given a vacant post.

The struggle for imperial power has always been the bloodiest, that is, the Jia family can withstand this kind of mistake, how many people lost their lives back then.

Although Jia Jing lost his power, he retreated completely and kept the lintel, which shows the prestige of Jia's mansion back then.

King of Beijing County.

Tang Qing'an thought of this person, Jia's mansion, oh Jia's mansion, failed again, even so, the final outcome was still recovered from the raid.

Looking at history, that is to say, Jia's family can do it. They stood on the wrong team in the two battles for imperial power, but they both escaped.

With such thick thighs on my back, and Mao Wenlong's experience to learn from, I really can't imagine how I could fail.

Silent all night.

Jinling is the economic center of the south, and Shenjing is the hub of the whole country of Dazhou.

Tang Qing'an got up in the morning, had dinner with his uncle, and was going to visit the bookstores in the capital to see if there were books on war that Jinling didn't have.

"Do you have money?"

My nephew is capable of writing and martial arts, and he didn't get lost in the bustling capital. The first thing he wanted to do was to read military books.

Wu Jinxiao is very satisfied with this nephew whom he met for the first time, no wonder even Master Xue's family loves him.

"Uncle Xing gave me 20 taels of silver, and Xue's mansion gave me 100 taels of silver. I took the boat of Jia's mansion, and there was no expense on the way."

That being the case, Wu Jinxiao did not continue to ask.

Although there is a letter from the master and the face of the Jia family, when they return to Liaodong, the local government will still have to pay for it. Wu Jinxiao estimates that it will be at least three or four hundred taels of silver.

Wu Jinxiao had already planned to pay for the money for his nephew, but there was no rush and there was no need to bring it up, it would be discussed when he came back to Liaodong.

Out of the yard, Liu Chengmin was practicing martial arts to build his strength, while the peasants from Liaodong squatted in the corner, looking at the mountains in particular.

"Brother Angie."

"Brother Angie."

When the peasants saw Tang Qing'an coming out, they all greeted and smiled.

Asked Liu Chengmin if he wanted to go together, Liu Chengmin shook his head.

Tang Qing'an went out alone.

The stewards of the Ningrong and Rongfu, and prominent figures all live in this area. Opposite is a river, and the water from the other river is brought in.

People coming and going are not as quiet as Rongning Street, which can be regarded as relatively prosperous.

"Woooooo."

There was a little girl standing outside the door wiping her tears, and beside her was an old woman who kept scolding, scolding and beating her.

The young woman in front of the old mother is quite attractive, and there is a man in the corner.

"Isn't it better for you to go to that mansion than to be at your uncle's brother's house? Your uncle's brother is a cook, what good family can you find for you in the future?"

The little girl looked at the man aggrievedly, but the man remained silent with a sullen face.

Tang Qing'an passed by, walked around for an hour or two before arriving at the bookstore, and searched around inside, except for Sun Tzu's Art of War, there was nothing rare.

I went to two more bookstores and found a military book, "Wei Liao Zi", which I had read in Jinling when I was a teenager. Because the book was of different thickness, I picked it up and looked through it curiously.

(End of this chapter)