The Red House starts from Liaodong

Chapter 9 Recommended
Tang Qing'an read the book "Wei Liao Zi" in Jinling.

I thought it was Wei Liao's 31 articles in "Hanshu" about "The Situation of Soldiers", but after a quick glance, I found something different.

This book does not talk about "soldier situation", but has unique ideas on strategy and tactics. Just as I was about to continue reading, the bookstore's clerk stepped forward.

Tang Qing'an worked in Xue's residence, understood the rules, and gave money to buy this book.

When I returned to the back street, it was noon, and there were not many people on the street. The little girl was still there, sitting alone on the pier in front of the door.

The little girl looks very cute.

It reminded him of Xue Baochai. When he was a child, he took the Xue family brothers and sisters out to play. At that time, Xue Baochai was only three or four years old.

Different from Xue Baochai's quietness, the little girl in front of her is graceful and dexterous, quite like an empty valley orchid, and the charm of water mist.

It's not safe for a little girl to go out alone, and there are a lot of pictures.

"Whose child are you?"

The little girl was startled, and looked up to find the strange young man in front of her, with a look of confusion in her eyes.

"me……"

The little girl bowed her head and said nothing.

Such a crisp voice, such brilliant eyes, as if he could speak.

"Where's your mother? Go back to your mother's place. The little girl should not play outside the door alone. Be careful of being kidnapped."

Seeing that the little girl didn't respond, Tang Qing'an shook his head and planned to leave.

"My mother is already dead."

The little girl raised her head suddenly, revealing a pair of almond eyes like stars.

"What about your father?"

"I haven't seen my father."

The eye sockets gradually turned red, spreading into waterlines, merging into drops of water and dripping down.

"very pitiful."

"Who's outside?"

A woman came out of the door, looked at Tang Qing'an, and said with a vigilant expression, "Who are you? What are you talking to our girl?"

"I'm Tang Qing'an, Wu Jinxiao's nephew, from the Ningguo Mansion." Tang Qing'an pointed to the front.He explained again, "I saw the little girl crying here alone, so I advised her to go home."

The young woman stopped talking and dragged the little girl into the house.

Tang Qing'an turned and left after being bored.

After a few days, the weather became colder and colder, and the journey back to Liaodong was far away, and the road might be blocked by heavy snow, so Wu Jinxiao went to see the master to resign.

Jia Zhen's face was unhappy.

Organized the children of the aristocratic families to compete, but unfortunately no one had a hard time, and after only a month or so, they all found excuses not to come.

Sighing, she went back to her room to wash up, changed her boots and hats, and now she couldn't continue to maintain the shoot, but Jia Zhen didn't give up, thinking she had to find an opportunity to continue organizing.

Order someone to find his son Jia Rong and arrange things with him.

"Go and ask your second aunt Lian if you have planned a day to invite New Year's wine in the first month. If it has been planned, ask the study to clearly make a list, and we can't repeat it when we invite you again.

In the past year, I did not pay attention to several families, not to mention that we were not careful, but it was as if the two houses had agreed to give away the false love for fear of trouble. "

Jia Rong hurriedly agreed.

All of a sudden, the date list for inviting people to eat New Year's wine came.Jia Zhen saw it, and ordered Lai Sheng to see it. Please don't worry about the above days.

Because in the hall, I watched the boys lift the screen and wipe a few cases of gold and silver offerings.

A young man came in and said, "Wuzhuangtou from Heishan Village is here."

"This old beheaded man is here again today." Even so, Jia Zhen asked someone to bring him in.

On the way Wu Jinxiao entered the mansion, a servant revealed that the master is in a bad mood today.

Different from Rongguo Mansion, the master of the first house doesn't care about his business, he just keeps his mouth shut for money, while the master of the second house keeps a cold face all day long, and no one dares to get close to him.

Master Ningguo Mansion treated their servants well.

Rongguo Mansion's Zhuangzi outside the pass, the Rongguo Mansion will send a housekeeper, Zhou Rui, to supervise the sales in spring and autumn every year.

Ningguo Mansion will not.

For the sake of decency, the Wu family has always been very loyal to Ningguo Mansion.

"You old man, you've been working so hard these past few days, and it's because of your nephew?" Although Jia Zhen was angry because of the family's children, she didn't give Wu Jinxiao any face.

With a bitter old face and an expression of grievance, Wu Jinxiao only kowtowed in the courtyard to pay his respects.

"Today I came to bid farewell to the master. I am afraid that the road will be blocked by heavy snow. If I don't leave, it will be too late. If I want to see the master again, I will have to wait until next year."

Jia Zhen ordered Jia Rong to pull him up, and seeing Wu Jinxiao's gray hair, thinking of his father's powerful power back then, this man was busy in Liaodong for the affairs of Jia's family, and finally felt compassion.

"What's your nephew's name?"

"Tang Qing'an."

"Liaodong is dangerous, don't you know? You were the one who sold those Zhuangzi. I don't know how you feel about putting up your old face to get a military post in Liaodong for your nephew."

Wu Jinxiao laughed and explained to Jia Zhen.

"My nephew grew up in Xue's family. He was familiar with military books since he was a child, and he is good at counting. Liaodong has the most military households, and I can be considered well-informed. It's not that the old man boasted in front of the master, but he was really talented. He followed the old man in the fields. It’s a pity to live.”

Jia Rong and the others heard it was funny, how could they praise their juniors so much, after all, they are farmers, which is a bit interesting.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Wu Jinxiao memorized all the military books in his nephew's luggage, and there were some who couldn't remember their names, and their faces were red with anxiety.

"Okay, what's the use of just looking at the book of war? Since you are so troublesome, call your nephew and I will test it face to face. If you are really talented, I will personally recommend it to the Wang family."

Wu Jinxiao was curious.

"Why do people from our family recommend it to the Wang family? Back then, the Wang family still relied on our family? There is a master and the Rongguo Mansion, why bother the Wang family?"

A helpless smile appeared on Jia Zhen's face, and a sense of sadness arose. Wu Jinxiao was talking about the old Huang Li, and said to Jia Rong and the others, "Listen, are his words ridiculous?"

Jia Rong came forward to explain, "You people on the coast of the mountains and seas know this truth. How can the empress interfere with the government!"

As for the fact that the Jia Mansion had no real power for a long time, Jia Rong didn't want to explain too much. The reason for this was too much. The four major families were closely related, and many forces in the Jia Mansion had been secretly transferred to the Wang family.

Jia Zhen laughed and said, "That's why they are honest people who don't know what's going on inside. They don't know that the yellow cypress wood in the mansion is actually used as chime hammers—it looks decent on the outside but bitter on the inside."

How could Wu Jinxiao not know that this is not the time for the old man to be in charge of the house, but this is just a way to show his loyalty.

Seeing that the master had nothing to say, Wu Jinxiao left the mansion and hurriedly went to find Tang Qing'an.

Tang Qing'an had no errands in Ningguo Mansion, he had nothing to do all day long, and the yard was full of people from the Zhuangzi, taking a breather in the back streets, so he had been recognized for several days.

"Why don't you have anything? Your eyes are so charming, who did you inherit from?"

The little girl was about to be betrayed by her aunt and brother, and she cried all day long.

Tang Qing'an passed by here every day, and he still has a way of coaxing children. The son of the Xue family called him brother before and after, although his attitude has changed now that he is older.

There was also the young lady of the Xue family, who liked to pester him to tell stories back then, but later, because she wanted to avoid suspicion, she never saw her again.

(End of this chapter)