The Red Chamber begins with a bastard

Chapter 148: Building a House and Keeping the System
The autumn mood in late September is getting stronger, with blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground, strong west wind, and wild geese flying south. Who will be drunk in the frost forest at dawn?Parting always brings tears. Separation in life is only a temporary separation, but separation in death is an eternal separation.

Jia Huan leaned over and picked up a pile of maple leaves that were as bright as the sunset glow, scattered them gently on the tomb, stroked the brand new tombstone, and murmured to himself: "Auntie, forget it, I'd better call you A Niang, You have been in Jia's mansion since you were born, and you have never been to Jinling. Now you have returned to your roots. You see, the place I picked for you is not bad, right? It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by maple forests, and the Yangtze River is in front of you. Maple Leaf is tired of looking at it, you can look at Dajiangdong.

Also, there is a village half a mile away from here called Xiaohezhuang. There are people named Diao and some people named Zhao. I wonder if they are my aunt's family. I will ask about it when I have time in the future. "

Jia Huan picked up another jug ​​of wine, poured it in front of the tomb, and said softly, "This is your favorite aged sweet-scented osmanthus wine. After drinking this cup, I have a secret to tell you. Strictly speaking, I actually Not your son. Your son was kicked to death by a donkey last year. Although it is cruel, it is true. However, since the moment I became Jia Huan, I have become your son. I would like to call you Ah Mother, I will take care of your retirement.

Do you still remember what the boy told you back then?You want Jia's family business, and my son can earn a share for you, and then take you out to live in the mansion, but you refuse, saying that there are ready-made ones in Jia's mansion, and you can't take advantage of others. I didn't expect you to really do it. Is it because Mrs. Wang forced me to intercede with the seventh prince as the aunt, and I was beaten by the seventh prince in the end, so you made up your mind to do it?

Are you so stupid? You really think you can kill people by drawing a few paper ghosts?When it comes to scheming, you are really no match for that person. Isn't it worth risking your life? "

Jia Huan took a sip from the spout of the jug, then found a comfortable position and sat on the floor, and continued: "Forget it, since you want the Jia family's property so much, so what if my son fetches it for you? I will give it to you in the future." If you earn an imperial order, it can be regarded as repaying the grace of this skin."

Jia Huan sat quietly for a while, and finally poured the whole jug of wine in front of the tomb, stood up after praying three times, and went to Fenglin, where Tiehu and Xingwei were waiting beside the road with their horses , seeing him come out, shouted in unison: "Third Lord!"

Jia Huan nodded and asked: "Have you found the stone, the man who built the thatched cottage?"

Xing Wei replied: "I found it. There are a lot of people in Xiaohe Village. If you pay three taels of silver, someone will rush to do it. It is also guaranteed to be completed within three days."

Jia Huan said a little uneasily: "The quality must be controlled well. Winter is coming soon. Don't let a snowstorm blow it down. Also, the sealing must be done well. I'm just guarding the mausoleum. I don't want to I’d rather spend more money if I’m going to freeze to death.”

Xing Wei immediately patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, third master. I will personally supervise the work. It is absolutely durable. If it collapses within three years, you will beat me!"

Jia Huan said: "That's not the case, at most let the tiger beat you."

Tie Hu immediately rubbed his casserole-sized fists, grinned ferociously, Xing Wei shrank his neck and said, "Third Master, can the budget be increased to ten taels of silver? The time will be increased by three more days? I thought about it, but it still can't be used." Bamboo is used as the frame, but wood has to be used instead, it is more secure!"

"20 taels of silver is fine, I'll ask Sister Ping'er for it later." Jia Huan readily agreed, after all, he would live there for three years, so it was naturally safer and more comfortable.

Although the imperial court ruled the world with filial piety, it did not force them to stay in a hut and guard their graves. But for Jia Huan, doing filial piety for the original owner was also a way of caring for them. Concentrate on reading!
drive……

Jia Huan and Tiehu got on their horses, whipped up their whips and galloped towards Jinling City, leaving Stone alone to supervise the construction of the thatched cottage.

It is said that since Jia Huan arrived in Jinling, he spent a lot of money to buy three horses as mounts and let Tiehu and Shitou practice riding and shooting. As for himself, he had learned to ride horses when he was in Jia Mansion. Although his riding skills were not good, But it is still possible to trot on a horse. During this period of time, in order to repair Aunt Zhao's grave, I rode a horse for more than [-] miles every day. I have made great progress, and now I can ride a horse and gallop.

However, Tiehu and Shitou were already very skilled, so they quickly mastered the method of riding horses, and now they have no problem riding horses.

Let's say that Jia Huan and Tie Hu rode their horses into the city, returned to the collapsed inn, handed over the horses to Xiao Er to take care of them, and then went straight back to the room.

"The third master is back!" Ping'er was sitting in a daze, bored, when she saw Jia Huan coming back, her beautiful eyes lit up, she immediately stepped forward to take off Jia Huan's cloak, and called hot water to gently wipe him off Face, now the two are dependent on each other.

Jia Huan smiled and said, "If you're bored, go for a walk on the street. You don't have to be bored here. You know I don't have so many rules."

Ping'er smiled sweetly and said: "I finished my shopping earlier, and there is nothing to do nearby. I am not familiar with the place I live in, and I dare not go to places too far away. By the way, I bought the residence newspaper that the third master wanted. Put it on the desk."

Jia Huan nodded and said, "I'll take you to the Confucius Temple and Mochou Lake for a walk some other time. It's lively there." As he spoke, he walked behind the case and sat down, picking up the newspaper on the case and reading it.

Ping'er felt sweet in her heart, brought a cup of hot tea, and then sat beside her doing needlework. For her, it is a kind of happiness to be by the third master's side now.

The so-called Dibao, also known as Dichao or Chaobao, first appeared in the Qin Dynasty, and it was a news copy specially used for the imperial court to convey the documents and political information of the government.At that time, each county had an office in the capital, called a mansion, and sent permanent representatives. Their task was to liaise between the emperor and the county chiefs, and regularly report the emperor's edicts, imperial edicts, and ministers. Political information such as official documents and court events are written on bamboo slips or silk, and then sent to the county chiefs by couriers riding fast horses through post roads.

Therefore, at the beginning, the Mansion Newspaper was only a morning newspaper exclusively for the local governor, which belonged to internal news, and ordinary people were not qualified to read it.

For example, in the Great Jin Dynasty, the cabinet would post the emperor’s imperial edict, the content of the court meeting, and the memorials of the ministers on the palace wall outside the Donghua Gate for people to copy. This is the so-called "palace gate copy". The Chengdi newspaper was distributed throughout the country in order to earn profits, and the court also saved a sum of expenses, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

It can be seen that the current atmosphere of the Jin Dynasty is still very open-minded, taking the initiative to disclose political trends and allowing people to discuss politics.

Closer to home, let’s say that when Jia Huan picked up today’s mansion newspaper, the first news was that Jia Yuanchun chose Fengzao Palace to confer the title of Concubine Xiande, and the emperor ordered Jia’s family to build a family-saving villa to welcome Concubine Xiande back to her natal family.

Jia Huan's heart moved, Jia Yuanchun entered the palace at the age of 15, and it has been almost five years since then, exactly 20 years old, which happened to correspond to the verdict written by Duke Cao: 20 years to distinguish right from wrong, and the place where durian flowers bloom to illuminate the palace.Next, the Jia family will enter the stage of "flowers blooming brocade, fire cooking oil".

This time the tartars suddenly knocked down the pass and went south, which disrupted Emperor Qiansheng's plan to seize military power, and was ruled to death by the Supreme Emperor. Now he suddenly made Jia Yuanchun the imperial concubine. Counseling, using this to express surrender to the Supreme Emperor.

Of course, this is also likely to be a cover-up method used by Qian Shengdi to paralyze the Supreme Emperor and the old Xungui Group.

"Third Lord, has any major event happened in court recently?" Ping'er asked while doing needlework.

"A royal concubine is about to be born in Rongguo Mansion." Jia Huan said casually.

Ping'er was taken aback and said, "Who? Is it Miss Bao? No, this year's draft has been cancelled. Could it be... the eldest girl who entered the palace five years ago?"

Jia Huan nodded, and Ping'er said happily: "It's incredible, the eldest girl has become a concubine, so the third master has become..."

Ping'er originally wanted to say that he would become an "uncle of the country", but when he thought that the relationship between Jia Huan and Mrs. Wang was so stiff, and Jia Yuanchun was Mrs. Wang's eldest daughter, he quickly swallowed the words.

Jia Huan didn't take it seriously, because even if Jia Yuanchun became the imperial concubine, she couldn't change the fate of the Jia family's final overthrow. Now it's just "flowers decorating the brocade, and fire cooking the oil." As the saying goes, fireworks are easy to cool. Although they are gorgeous, they are Very short.

Jia Huan went on to read the next article, but it was about the news that Yang Gao, Minister of the Ministry of War, was appointed as the Liaodong Economic Strategy. At this moment, this Shangshu Yang was dispatching troops and generals, and he planned to dispatch troops in the spring of next year.

The third piece of news was about Sun Chengzong, who was transferred to Zhan Shifu as the concubine Zuo and became a minister of the Eastern Palace. It can be seen that he is quite trusted by Qiansheng Emperor...

Ten days later, under the supervision of Xing Wei, the thatched cottage for guarding the tomb was finally built, and Jia Huan moved in. From then on, while studying hard, he guarded the tomb for Aunt Zhao.

The maple leaves have fallen, the winter snow is falling, and the spring flowers are red and withering. Before you know it, it is April in the fifth year of Qiansheng, and half a year is half a year away. Tie Hu and Xing Wei rode fast horses from the city. Come, deliver a freshly baked residence report to Jia Huan.

On the eighth day of February in the fifth year of Qiansheng, Yang Gao, the economic strategist of Liaodong, swore an oath in Liaoyang. He led 20 Jin troops, plus 40 Korean troops, known as [-]. The main force of the army was hit head-on by Nurhachi's cavalry in Sarhu, and the entire army was wiped out. Then the South Army and the Central Army were also defeated by Nurhachi, causing heavy casualties.

However, after this battle, Yang Gao's soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the defeat was set. Kaiyuan, Tieling, and Fushun fell one after another. Liaodong Economic Strategy Yang Gao could only defend Shenyang and Liaoyang with remnant soldiers. When the news came back, the whole country was shocked.

This is the worst defeat of the Jin State since its founding. If last year's Tartars knocked off the pass just made Da Jin lose face, then the defeat of Sarhu this time made Da Jin lose both face and liking. Even the fate of the country has cast a shadow.

(End of this chapter)