I Xiaoxiong

Chapter 75 Wu An
On the second day, Fu Jinchuan left the city early in the morning to visit the ancestral tomb next to the mausoleum of Longshouyuan Taizu.

The tombs of the first British Duke Fu Huanshan and the second British Duke Fu Zongbi are both in Guanzhong. Because Xijing was the actual capital of the country at that time, the two Dukes were buried nearby.

Not only the Fu family, but also most other families. The mausoleums of Taizu and Taizong, including Gaozong, are also in Guanzhong.

After returning to the city, Fu Jinchuan wrote family letters and official documents, and sent messengers to inform his family, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Rites respectively of the team's approximate travel dates.

It was already the twelfth lunar month when the British government received the letter from Fu Jinchuan's family, and the messenger traveled all the way, arriving in Beijing a few days earlier than the large team.

As soon as he heard that Fushang Saburo would be back in a few days, the entire British government began to get busy.

Mrs. Yang Jinhua, the Duke's wife, personally took the servants at home to tidy up Sanlang's yard again. Although he had to clean it every month, he still had to see with his own eyes that there was no dust in every corner before he could rest assured.

In Fu Jinchuan's courtyard, the dignified and graceful Mrs. Guogong was looking around at Sanlang's courtyard, wondering if there was anything else to add to it.

He was accompanied by his two daughters, Fu Zhujun and Fu Lanjun.There are two beautiful girls with outstanding looks, the youngest is Thirteen and the eldest is Sixteen, they are at least [-]% similar to Madam.Knowing that his brother had returned, there was a smile on his face.

"Mother, is the third brother going to marry the princess's sister-in-law when he comes back this time?"

The eldest daughter Zhu Jun asked.

Mrs. Yang said: "When you marry a princess, it's not a door-to-door visit, but a door-to-door visit."

"Come to the door? Then the third brother will become a son-in-law."

The youngest daughter, Fu Lanjun, was actually raised in a deep boudoir since she was a child, and she has always spoken without restraint.
Mrs. Yang sighed and said, "It's not the son-in-law, it's almost the same."

She doesn't like the marriage between Fu Sanlang and Princess Chengyang very much, after all, there are not many mothers-in-law who like to be a princess.

However, she has no say in this marriage.

The British Duke and the Duke's wife are deeply in love with each other, and the Duke's wife decides the big and small affairs of the inner house, but Fu Maoxiu is in charge of the external affairs.

Besides, this matter was decided by the old man with the emperor Daojun before his death.

In the main hall, three uncles, five uncles, elder brother Fu Huaichuan, and Wulang Fu Jiangchuan were all there, discussing how to arrange the family.

"Sanlang will be named a Marquis when he comes back. It is said that the Hou's Mansion is in Changlefang, which is adjacent to the Princess Mansion. His Majesty's intentions are obvious. Although he will reward Sanlang with some money and things, Sanlang will open the mansion. I'm going to marry the princess, and I need money for every item, so I don't know if the family's savings are still enough?"

The third uncle, who never asked questions, asked.

Fu Huaichuan said: "The money for Sanlang's wedding has been prepared a long time ago, but now the money for him to decorate the Marquis' Mansion may be shorter. But it will be around the next year, so it can be turned around."

The British government's family has a great business, but it also has a large number of people, and there are many family members to support. Now that it is the New Year's Eve, it is naturally inconvenient to have cash.

Fu Jiangchuan on the side seemed hesitant to speak, and Fu Maoren asked curiously: "Goro, you have something to say."

"Back to Uncle, Third Brother is actually rich."

Before Goro finished speaking, Qilang and Hachiro, who had just graduated from the Imperial College, hurried in.

"Brother, is the third brother coming back?"

Seeing Fu Huaichuan nodding his head.

Hachiro was very excited, "Great, the third brother is back, I can't walk sideways when I go to the capital from now on? I think those surnamed Feng will dare to fight with me in the future."

Fu Huaichuan frowned, "What's the fight? What's going on, Hachiro."

"Hey hey, it's okay big brother, we're just joking around. By the way, I have to tell fourth brother the news."

Compared with the joyous atmosphere in the British government, the atmosphere in Xiuwenfang's Dingguo government is much more chilling.

In the old Duke's study room, Feng Shenji, who was nearly seventy years old, was lying on a rocking chair, with a blanket covering his knees, and the animal charcoal that was most loved by the dignitaries' homes in Shangjing was lit in the brazier next to him.

A young man in his twenties knelt on the ground and shivered.

"Aon, I."

The young man's name is Feng Guangxu, he is the eldest grandson of Feng Shenji, and he is also a descendant, so he has always been favored, but now he is extremely nervous in front of his grandfather.

"What are you, boss, this is the good son you taught."

Standing beside him was a middle-aged man, who was Feng Shenji's eldest son, Feng Qi.At this time, when asked by his father, he hesitated to open his mouth, and for a long time managed to say, "Aye, it's all my fault, but the matter has come to this point, and I still have to find a way to settle the matter."

Feng Shenji slightly turned his face to the side, looking at his ineffective children and grandchildren, but felt a sense of desolation in his heart that he had no successors.

He has been trained in the army with his father and grandfather since he was a child, and has commanded more than a hundred battles since he became a prince. He has never been defeated, but his reputation has always been suppressed by his peer Fu Xun.

When Fu Xun passed away, he was crowned the No.1 General of the Jin Dynasty. At that time, some flatterers laughed and said that Fu Xun was full of achievements, but he was incapable of teaching his children, and he was not as old as him.

When Fu Maoxiu and Fu Jinchuan's father and son traveled to the west of Hexi and shocked the world, who would dare to say that Fu Xun had no way to teach his son?
On the contrary, it is his good grandson who sells private salt from the salt field in Huainan to Gyeonggi-do under the banner of Guogong Mansion, and has been selling it for several years.
Now that the imperial court wants to ban smuggled salt, Huangcheng Secretary and Xiuyiwei are also arresting people who sell smuggled salt recently, and dug out Mr. Feng Dalang from the Duke's Mansion under open and secret investigations.

This news was held in the hands of Princess Chengyang, who is currently in charge of the Imperial City Department. She did not directly attack Dingguo's mansion, but passed the news to the old man.After all, the old Duke is the No. 1 in the army of the Jin Dynasty, and has always been relied on by the Taoist emperor.

So he only found out about the private salt today.

Compared with Fu Sanlang of the British government, who made great achievements at a young age and was a weak crown, and now a weak crown, he is the only one in the Great Jin Dynasty for a hundred years.

Look at my own grandson, he is equally courageous, but he uses it elsewhere
"You dare to mess with such things as private salt. You are really impatient. Boss, do you know that? Just keep it from me? Now that things are about to happen, I can't hide it. Thinking of my old bone How much face do you have?"

Feng Shenji's heartbreaking words followed one after another, and the eldest son Feng Qi also knelt down directly.

"Aye, I just found out, so I'll bring Dalang to apologize to you right away."

"Hehe, everyone in the Embroidery Guard knows it, and you know it too. Okay, your skills are not worse than the Embroidery Guard's? Did I underestimate you?"

Feng Shenji looked at his useless children and grandchildren again, turned his head and slowly closed his eyes, "Forget it, send the steward who sells salt for you to take the blame, the family will pay you a lot of compensation, and hand over all the profits you made from selling private salt. Get out, the Feng family will be defeated by you sooner or later."

Salt and iron are the lifeblood of the country and have always been government-run. Selling private salt has always been a felony.

What's more, his Feng family is an honorable general, and his family has a wide range of properties. There are many ways to make money, so he wants to do such a taboo thing?
so stupid?

At this time, he couldn't help but think of his second grandson, who has never been valued very much. He studied martial arts since he was a child, and he is quite outstanding among the honorable children in Shangjing. Maybe it's time to think about it, and it's time to arrange a decent marriage for him.
In Daming Palace, Crown Prince Zhao Yuantan met with Tao Yingzhen who was about to go out, and then entered the abode of Emperor Daojun.

"Aye."

"Da Lang is here? Come and sit down, is there something wrong?"

Tall and thin, Zhao Lingyuan, who was wearing a brocade robe and a bun, was roasting in front of the alchemy furnace.

Since Yuxi Palace caught fire last year, he moved back to Daming Palace, and arranged this quiet room as a place for practicing Taoism and preaching, burning fire and refining alchemy.

Every time Zhao Yuantan came in since winter, he liked to sit and talk with Emperor Daojun near the alchemy stove, because it was very warm beside the alchemy stove.

He even suspected that Father had never made any pills in this alchemy stove, and it was simply for heating. After all, this alchemy stove had never lit a fire in summer.
"Aye, Saburo will arrive in Beijing in a few days, do you want to see the victory ceremony?"

Emperor Daojun nodded, "You should preside over it."

"But after the last ceremony to sacrifice to heaven, there were some gossip, and my son was worried."

"Don't worry, you Aye, I'm not confused yet."

In front of the harem concubines, the prince and the princess, and the niece of Princess Chengyang, the Emperor Daojun never liked to be called "Zhen".

He felt that even if he became an emperor, sometimes it should be a family or a family.

Just like his elder brother, the late Emperor Wuzong, he always talked to him as "my younger brother".

Isn't there no ambitious people in the royal family, just like his sons, who can have no idea about the crown prince?

So he understood that if they cut off all their delusions, there would be more peace between the brothers.

The eldest son has become a treasure, and has taken up the righteousness, so he should be trained as the heir.

He reads history books, and has always looked down upon some emperors who incited their sons to fight to the death for their own position, and then scolded these sons for their lack of filial piety.

"Don't worry, Dalang, I'll leave it to you to preside over the victory ceremony, don't worry about gossip."

"Aye, there is one more thing. Xue Cong's title has been agreed upon by the Ministry of Rites. It is Ping Xibo. What about Saburo's title?"

Zhao Yuantan asked for instructions.

"The Ministry of Rites gave me the champion. They say that Daqi has Wei Wuji, and I also have Fu Jinchuan in Dajin. The same champion don't let the ancients focus on the former. The words are nice, but Wei Wuji died of illness when he was less than [-] years old. , Why do these people in the Ministry of Rites think I don't know?"

Emperor Daojun picked up a piece of silver charcoal and stuffed it into the gossip pill furnace. The fire light reflected on his face and eyes, just like the "golden eyes" mentioned in the play, able to see all the ghosts and monsters in the world, and let them have nothing to hide.

When Zhao Yuantan left, he also took away the title written by Emperor Daojun himself.

"Wu'an."

PS: Let me explain. Speaking of the title of Wu'an, many people must think of Qin Guowu'an Jun Baiqi, and Zhao Guowu'an Jun Li Mu thinks this title is unknown.

But what does Mr. Wu An care about me, Marquis Wu An?
There are four Marquis Wu'an in Chinese history. The first one is Zhao Xing, the grandson of Zhao She, Ma Fujun in the Warring States Period. The Qin Dynasty moved him to near Xianyang and named him Marquis Wu'an. Later, he changed his surname to Ma. They are also the ancestors of the Ma family. .

The second is Liu Bang, who was named Marquis of Wu'an by King Huai of Chu.

The third is Tianfen, the uncle of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

The fourth is Zheng Heng, who followed Ming Yongle Emperor Jing Nan. After Jing Nan, he was named Marquis of Wu'an, and after his death, he was posthumously named Duke of the State, and his title was passed down to the end of Ming Dynasty.

Besides, this is still a fiction, so there is no ominous meaning.
There is also a book, it will be on the shelves tomorrow, thank you to the judges who have always supported this little car god.

And starting tomorrow, Saburo will also return to Shangjing to start some new stories.

After fighting for several years, why not enjoy it?

The first volume is officially finished.

Tomorrow's first order data is very important, and I will thank you all for the recommendations later in the relationship.

Regarding the update, to be honest, at this stage, it is the limit for me, a part-time author, to maintain two chapters and [-] words per day.
But it must be added to the shelves, let’s do it tomorrow.

The day before yesterday, a big guy asked if there was a group, but I saw it here and forgot to reply.

There are groups, 575203863.

It was built when the book was written, but no one has added it
I have seen the problem of many typos, and I will spare time to go over it here.

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Saying it twice at the end

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