Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

In this war, although the Great Zhou lost 150,000 people, it also killed more than 100,000 enemies, which was a tie. Moreover, although Zhao Mingliang was defeated, he could save 3 million guans. The voices of the officials were hyped early. Some people demanded severe punishment, and some said that they couldn't hurt the soldiers. Although they were defeated, they were fighting desperately. If such punishments were to be severely punished, who would fight in the future.

The final resolution is that Zhao Mingliang will be temporarily deprived of the position of Marshal of the Army and Horses, and the remaining generals will be reduced by half, and the fine will be three months. The meritorious officers of Heishuiguan will be rewarded without exception.

Cheng Jia’s ears buzzed, 30 million guns, and 150,000 people died, but these people in the court are not concerned about the 150,000 dead, but on the 30 million guns. At the beginning, the Wang family proposed to use the method of selling tea and salt to raise funds. Most of these tea and salt are bought by merchants behind these senior officials. Now the tea and salt cannot be exchanged at all, which affects To their fundamental interests.

"The minister has a suggestion." The Emperor Xiwen on the dragon chair was already very impatient. He still wanted to go back and continue to play with the two beautiful teenagers. He has been arguing with you for an hour, but what did he get out? Seeing Wang Xiang stood up, he said impatiently: "Say!"

"In the past, those merchants liked to hoard tea and salt. That's why this situation is caused. As long as the emperor orders, this year they can only exchange goods with new ones, and old ones must discount to get the goods. Then those merchants can be prevented from hoarding. It can increase huge profits for the court." Wang Xiang said word by word.

Cheng Jia's heart was shocked. Before he could go out to speak, he listened to Emperor Xiwen cheerfully: "It's so good, just do what you say, and retreat!"

"Qiao Mu!" Mei Donghua helped Cheng Jia's shoulders, and when there were fewer people around, he half helped him to the sedan chair outside the palace. At the same time, he said: "You are not in good health. Don't come today. Well, right and left are not the results, you should also be able to imagine that, now that Yang Zhao has been rectified, the others, forget it."

Cheng Jia smiled bitterly, got into the sedan chair with vain steps, thanked Mei Donghua, and told the sedan chair to set off.

Looking at the gradually noisy street markets on both sides, I remembered Wang Xiangna’s proposal to completely destroy the small and medium-sized businessmen in order to ensure the benefits of this change, and the Emperor Xiwen who was very happy to agree only to hear that the court could get the money. , Think again about Mingzhe’s father who is still struggling with Heishuiguan who followed the second prince’s Mei Donghua, Cheng Jia suddenly felt very powerless.

"Go to Dingguo Gongfu." After giving instructions to the bearer, Cheng Jia was stunned. He wanted to go there subconsciously, but what would happen after he went? What can you say? I can say that everything you said is right, but even so, he is my lord? Is this kind of monarch?

As soon as he approached the alleyway, the sedan chair stopped. Cheng Jia opened the sedan curtain with a fan. Seeing that a large group of dusty men in gray clothes riding on tall horses stopped in front of the Dingguo Mansion, his heart was horrified, and his feet were not affected. I got off the sedan chair under the control. Could someone come to her for trouble so soon?

"Big Brother Meng?!" A big man ran out of the door with a surprised look on his face.

Cheng Jia stopped and watched the group of people and the guards who greeted them walking in, unconsciously laughed, I was afraid that this is the guard who came for reinforcements, yes, she needs him only in The charisma among the scholars, in fact, I'm afraid she doesn't necessarily need this. She understands that her country does not need such pedantic scholars who don't know the general affairs and only know the talk.

Her country...

Standing in the alley, watching the street in front of the government's mansion calm down again, one of the guards glanced at him, and then banged the door shut. The sound of the bolt falling down made Cheng Jia recover. I felt sad and unspeakable, and the smell of blood poured into my mouth again.

Don’t you want to see me anymore?

"The son?" The bearer called out softly.

Cheng Jia got into the sedan chair, and after a while, he said, "Let's go."

As soon as he got off the sedan chair in front of the mansion gate, Qin An hurriedly down the stairs, leaning in front of Cheng Jia and saying, "Master, Mrs. Wu is here."

Cheng Jia was stunned, and it took a long time to come back and remember who Mrs. Wu was, the wife of the Ministry of Engineering, and the mother’s distant cousin. After the death of her mother, this Mrs. Wu liked to come and discipline him and his sister as a concubine. After being driven away by him, he didn't come to the door for several years. Why did he come again?

"What's the matter?" Cheng Jia lightly coughed a few times while holding the hand of the book case, and slowly walked into the mansion gate.

"I didn't say, I'm waiting in the flower hall of the main courtyard now, saying that I'm here to see you." Qin An said in a low voice. This Mrs. Wu, the four of their cases have suffered in her hands, and she was a little scared when she saw her, it was too troublesome!

As soon as I walked into the courtyard gate of the main courtyard, I heard the energetic female voice in the flower hall yelling at the people. Cheng Jia frowned slightly, let go of the book case, brushed the dust on the corner of his clothes, and changed to the usual That kind of approachable smile stepped into the flower hall.

"As soon as my sister is away, no one will discipline you?" Mrs. Wu was slapping the table. Seeing Cheng Jia coming in, she immediately put on a bright smile and stood up and said, "Brother Jia is back? My aunt has been waiting for you for a long time. Look at your house, your father is busy every day and he wants an aunt to take care of things. What's the mess in this house? I'm afraid that neither of your father and son will look after you! How can this work, Brother Jia Son, you have to get married quickly, you still need a decent mistress at home!"

"Auntie, please sit down." Cheng Jia avoided her enthusiastic drool, made a please gesture, and then sat in the companion seat.

Madam Wu wanted to sit back in the original seat, but seeing Cheng Jia's eyes swept away, she reluctantly sat in the guest seat.

"Sister Yue, this is your cousin Jia Ge." As soon as she sat down, Mrs. Wu smiled like a pet and said to the girl who had been standing quietly behind her.

"Cousin Jia~" The girl stepped forward and gave a blessing, her posture was impeccably standard, and she didn't even move the forbidden step on the skirt.

Cheng Jia saw her when she entered the door. At this time, she knew what Mrs. Wu was coming from, and when she got up to reply, she looked at her without being noticed.

Although the girl is only 13 or 14 years old, she is already the embryo of a beautiful woman. You can imagine what she will look like in the future, and her clothes and behavior are even more typical of everybody's ladylike.

"This is sister Yue from the three rooms. You should also know her brother, who was a few years earlier, Wu Feiren." Madam Wu took Wu Yue's hand and smiled.

Cheng Jia just smiled lightly, lowered his eyes, took a sip of the tea that the maid had brought up, and said, "What is the purpose of my aunt?"

Mrs. Wu was startled, she looked a little ugly, but after another thought, if the Cheng family and the Wu family could marry, and her status in the family could rise again, she put up that tone and smiled: "Brother Jia, look. What do you say, my aunt can't come to see you? I have to do something? Look at you, this face is as white as paper, and no one in the room can't do it! Our sister Yue, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting Great. Didn’t you always say to find someone who can play with your piano? Or, now you take Sister Yue to see your piano room?"

As soon as these words came out, even Wu Yue's face couldn't be stretched, and this aunt was too... But when he glanced at Cheng Jia, who was still incomparable even though his face was sick, Wu Yue's heart moved and his face floated again. With a trace of blush, he hurriedly lowered his head. Hearing that Cheng Jiaqin’s books are both excellent and the six arts of gentleman are not bad, but he rarely plays the piano in front of outsiders. It is even more rare to want to drink the first tea he ordered that day. If you can hear it today, no matter what happens or not, go back. Talking about it in the sisters is a great face.

"Auntie..." Just after Shukian called, Mrs. Wu was already staring and angrily said: "Is there any place for you to speak here?"

Cheng Jia laughed low, with a pair of sarcasm in his eyes, and smiled: "If you want to listen to Cheng's piano, what kind of reward is your aunt going to pay?"

Mrs. Wu's face suddenly turned pale, before she could speak, Cheng Jia had already stood up and said, "My mother has passed away for many years, and my aunt is not too close to us. Let's take care of our own affairs in the future, book cases, and see guests off."

"You!" Madam Wu's mouth trembled with anger, and when Cheng Jia saw Cheng Jia finished speaking, she left without giving any room. However, the book case has already been in a state of sending guests off. No matter how shameless she is, it is impossible to stay. I can only flick my sleeves and go angrily.

"My son, the person has already been sent away." After walking gently behind Cheng Jia who was standing under the tree looking at the mottled shadow of the tree, Shuyan whispered back.

"Shubian, do you remember Lingjiacun?" Without hearing Cheng Jia's response, Shubian was about to retreat, so Cheng Jia asked gently.

"Remember." Shuyan stopped, standing behind him and replied. That name is a forbidden word, and it is absolutely impossible to say it. Why would the son bring it up today?

"If it were you, would you like to live in such a place, or the current life?" Cheng Jia's voice was weak and inaudible, still looking at the little light leaking from the tree.

"My son, can we tell the truth?" Seeing Cheng Jia nodded, the book said: "Naturally it is a place like Lingjiacun."

In such a free place, regardless of gender, everyone earns income from their own labor, and the relationship between superiors and superiors is strict, but they will not be deprived of their dignity because they are inferior. People there are equal in personality regardless of their positions. of.

In this war, although the Great Zhou lost 150,000 people, it also killed more than 100,000 enemies, which was a tie. Moreover, although Zhao Mingliang was defeated, he could save 3 million guans. The voices of the officials were hyped early. Some people demanded severe punishment, and some said that they couldn't hurt the soldiers. Although they were defeated, they were fighting desperately. If such punishments were to be severely punished, who would fight in the future.

The final resolution is that Zhao Mingliang will be temporarily deprived of the position of Marshal of the Army and Horses, and the remaining generals will be reduced by half, and the fine will be three months. The meritorious officers of Heishuiguan will be rewarded without exception.

Cheng Jia’s ears buzzed, 30 million guns, and 150,000 people died, but these people in the court are not concerned about the 150,000 dead, but on the 30 million guns. At the beginning, the Wang family proposed to use the method of selling tea and salt to raise funds. Most of these tea and salt are bought by merchants behind these senior officials. Now the tea and salt cannot be exchanged at all, which affects To their fundamental interests.

"The minister has a suggestion." The Emperor Xiwen on the dragon chair was already very impatient. He still wanted to go back and continue to play with the two beautiful teenagers. He has been arguing with you for an hour, but what did he get out? Seeing Wang Xiang stood up, he said impatiently: "Say!"

"In the past, those merchants liked to hoard tea and salt. That's why this situation is caused. As long as the emperor orders, this year they can only exchange goods with new ones, and old ones must discount to get the goods. Then those merchants can be prevented from hoarding. It can increase huge profits for the court." Wang Xiang said word by word.

Cheng Jia's heart was shocked. Before he could go out to speak, he listened to Emperor Xiwen cheerfully: "It's so good, just do what you say, and retreat!"

"Qiao Mu!" Mei Donghua helped Cheng Jia's shoulders, and when there were fewer people around, he half helped him to the sedan chair outside the palace. At the same time, he said: "You are not in good health. Don't come today. Well, right and left are not the results, you should also be able to imagine that, now that Yang Zhao has been rectified, the others, forget it."

Cheng Jia smiled bitterly, got into the sedan chair with vain steps, thanked Mei Donghua, and told the sedan chair to set off.

Looking at the gradually noisy street markets on both sides, I remembered Wang Xiangna’s proposal to completely destroy the small and medium-sized businessmen in order to ensure the benefits of this change, and the Emperor Xiwen who was very happy to agree only to hear that the court could get the money. , Think again about Mingzhe’s father who is still struggling with Heishuiguan who followed the second prince’s Mei Donghua, Cheng Jia suddenly felt very powerless.

"Go to Dingguo Gongfu." After giving instructions to the bearer, Cheng Jia was stunned. He wanted to go there subconsciously, but what would happen after he went? What can you say? I can say that everything you said is right, but even so, he is my lord? Is this kind of monarch?

As soon as he approached the alleyway, the sedan chair stopped. Cheng Jia opened the sedan curtain with a fan. Seeing that a large group of dusty men in gray clothes riding on tall horses stopped in front of the Dingguo Mansion, his heart was horrified, and his feet were not affected. I got off the sedan chair under the control. Could someone come to her for trouble so soon?

"Big Brother Meng?!" A big man ran out of the door with a surprised look on his face.

Cheng Jia stopped and watched the group of people and the guards who greeted them walking in, unconsciously laughed, I was afraid that this is the guard who came for reinforcements, yes, she needs him only in The charisma among the scholars, in fact, I'm afraid she doesn't necessarily need this. She understands that her country does not need such pedantic scholars who don't know the general affairs and only know the talk.

Her country...

Standing in the alley, watching the street in front of the government's mansion calm down again, one of the guards glanced at him, and then banged the door shut. The sound of the bolt falling down made Cheng Jia recover. I felt sad and unspeakable, and the smell of blood poured into my mouth again.

Don’t you want to see me anymore?

"The son?" The bearer called out softly.

Cheng Jia got into the sedan chair, and after a while, he said, "Let's go."

As soon as he got off the sedan chair in front of the mansion gate, Qin An hurriedly down the stairs, leaning in front of Cheng Jia and saying, "Master, Mrs. Wu is here."

Cheng Jia was stunned, and it took a long time to come back and remember who Mrs. Wu was, the wife of the Ministry of Engineering, and the mother’s distant cousin. After the death of her mother, this Mrs. Wu liked to come and discipline him and his sister as a concubine. After being driven away by him, he didn't come to the door for several years. Why did he come again?

"What's the matter?" Cheng Jia lightly coughed a few times while holding the hand of the book case, and slowly walked into the mansion gate.

"I didn't say, I'm waiting in the flower hall of the main courtyard now, saying that I'm here to see you." Qin An said in a low voice. This Mrs. Wu, the four of their cases have suffered in her hands, and she was a little scared when she saw her, it was too troublesome!

As soon as I walked into the courtyard gate of the main courtyard, I heard the energetic female voice in the flower hall yelling at the people. Cheng Jia frowned slightly, let go of the book case, brushed the dust on the corner of his clothes, and changed to the usual That kind of approachable smile stepped into the flower hall.

"As soon as my sister is away, no one will discipline you?" Mrs. Wu was slapping the table. Seeing Cheng Jia coming in, she immediately put on a bright smile and stood up and said, "Brother Jia is back? My aunt has been waiting for you for a long time. Look at your house, your father is busy every day and he wants an aunt to take care of things. What's the mess in this house? I'm afraid that neither of your father and son will look after you! How can this work, Brother Jia Son, you have to get married quickly, you still need a decent mistress at home!"

"Auntie, please sit down." Cheng Jia avoided her enthusiastic drool, made a please gesture, and then sat in the companion seat.

Madam Wu wanted to sit back in the original seat, but seeing Cheng Jia's eyes swept away, she reluctantly sat in the guest seat.

"Sister Yue, this is your cousin Jia Ge." As soon as she sat down, Mrs. Wu smiled like a pet and said to the girl who had been standing quietly behind her.

"Cousin Jia~" The girl stepped forward and gave a blessing, her posture was impeccably standard, and she didn't even move the forbidden step on the skirt.

Cheng Jia saw her when she entered the door. At this time, she knew what Mrs. Wu was coming from, and when she got up to reply, she looked at her without being noticed.

Although the girl is only 13 or 14 years old, she is already the embryo of a beautiful woman. You can imagine what she will look like in the future, and her clothes and behavior are even more typical of everybody's ladylike.

"This is sister Yue from the three rooms. You should also know her brother, who was a few years earlier, Wu Feiren." Madam Wu took Wu Yue's hand and smiled.

Cheng Jia just smiled lightly, lowered his eyes, took a sip of the tea that the maid had brought up, and said, "What is the purpose of my aunt?"

Mrs. Wu was startled, she looked a little ugly, but after another thought, if the Cheng family and the Wu family could marry, and her status in the family could rise again, she put up that tone and smiled: "Brother Jia, look. What do you say, my aunt can't come to see you? I have to do something? Look at you, this face is as white as paper, and no one in the room can't do it! Our sister Yue, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting Great. Didn’t you always say to find someone who can play with your piano? Or, now you take Sister Yue to see your piano room?"

As soon as these words came out, even Wu Yue's face couldn't be stretched, and this aunt was too... But when he glanced at Cheng Jia, who was still incomparable even though his face was sick, Wu Yue's heart moved and his face floated again. With a trace of blush, he hurriedly lowered his head. Hearing that Cheng Jiaqin’s books are both excellent and the six arts of gentleman are not bad, but he rarely plays the piano in front of outsiders. It is even more rare to want to drink the first tea he ordered that day. If you can hear it today, no matter what happens or not, go back. Talking about it in the sisters is a great face.

"Auntie..." Just after Shukian called, Mrs. Wu was already staring and angrily said: "Is there any place for you to speak here?"

Cheng Jia laughed low, with a pair of sarcasm in his eyes, and smiled: "If you want to listen to Cheng's piano, what kind of reward is your aunt going to pay?"

Mrs. Wu's face suddenly turned pale, before she could speak, Cheng Jia had already stood up and said, "My mother has passed away for many years, and my aunt is not too close to us. Let's take care of our own affairs in the future, book cases, and see guests off."

"You!" Madam Wu's mouth trembled with anger, and when Cheng Jia saw Cheng Jia finished speaking, she left without giving any room. However, the book case has already been in a state of sending guests off. No matter how shameless she is, it is impossible to stay. I can only flick my sleeves and go angrily.

"My son, the person has already been sent away." After walking gently behind Cheng Jia who was standing under the tree looking at the mottled shadow of the tree, Shuyan whispered back.

"Shubian, do you remember Lingjiacun?" Without hearing Cheng Jia's response, Shubian was about to retreat, so Cheng Jia asked gently.

"Remember." Shuyan stopped, standing behind him and replied. That name is a forbidden word, and it is absolutely impossible to say it. Why would the son bring it up today?

"If it were you, would you like to live in such a place, or the current life?" Cheng Jia's voice was weak and inaudible, still looking at the little light leaking from the tree.

"My son, can we tell the truth?" Seeing Cheng Jia nodded, the book said: "Naturally it is a place like Lingjiacun."

In such a free place, regardless of gender, everyone earns income from their own labor, and the relationship between superiors and superiors is strict, but they will not be deprived of their dignity because they are inferior. People there are equal in personality regardless of their positions. of.