I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man: 225. Happy meeting
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Three days later
In his dream, the silver of white flowers fell from the sky, and his own new soaps, toilet waters, and even famous wines went on the market one by one. They all caused the market to be popular and became popular among the aristocratic circles. He counted the silver tickets so that his hands were soft, and his daily worries were worries. How should these silver be spent?
A good dream came to dawn, and the next day I got up refreshed.
Qin Nuo's life is busy and fulfilling these days.
He asked for materials such as grass, wood and ash, and ordered a few maids to collect a bunch of petals from the flower garden. This season, most of the bright flowers are withered, but a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees bloom just right, and there are mountains all over the mountain. Wild chrysanthemum.
I used the bottles and cans found on Zhuangzi to do an experiment first. Five samples were made in the first batch, and each sample was a different ingredient. After the preparation is successful, pour it into a small box and wait for it to condense and agglomerate.
In the rest of the time, Qin Nuo didn’t idle either. He went up the mountain to go hunting, and down the river to go boating and fishing. When he was tired, he went back to enjoy a hot spring comfortably, carefree, comparable to a fairy day. .
On this day, Qin Nuo rode a horse, went hunting rabbits, and ran all the way to the top of the mountain. Although it is only a small hill a few hundred meters high, it is condescending, overlooking the endless farmland, which is very energetic. The golden wheat waves spread out on the ground, like an extravagant golden carpet. It is the harvest season, many tenant farmers are busy in the field, Qin Nuo really loves the life here.
This hill is at the northernmost part of the villa, and further north, there is another more expansive farmland. That was the property of his third brother Qin Jian, and Qin Jian's wealth was not comparable to that of his new king.
Actually, several nearby Zhuangzi were originally the property of King Lai. After King Lai was given to death, they were returned to the palace. In the following years, most of these properties were given to Concubine Guo. When the powder Zhuangzi. After the death of Concubine Guo, Emperor Jing Yao gave these to Qin Jian. So before Kaifu was crowned king, Qin Jian's wealth was already several times that of ordinary princes, and behind him there was the Guo family, a famous family with a long history.
Just looking down from the top of the mountain, it is obviously the harvest season, but Qin Jian’s Zhuangzi does not see wheat, and there are lush green grass everywhere.
In response to his doubts, the manager of Tianzhuang explained: "You don't know what the prince, Lord De's nearby Zhuangzi has been converted into a hunting ground. Three years ago, all the wheat here was cut and the grass was planted. This One village is three or four times bigger than ours. There are several villagers behind, and the forest behind them. They are all the fiefs of Lord De, and they can’t run for a few days or nights."
"I heard that there is a place called Roaring Villa in that mountain forest. It seems that there is still a battlefield. I can see masters fighting every day. By the way, there seems to be lions and tigers in it. The villain is fortunate to see Once the cage carrying the tiger passed by the foot of the mountain, alas, that awe-inspiring and domineering, scared people for a while."
"By the way, just two days ago, the three dogs on our Zhuangzi got up at night, and saw the old team walking past the hill. Running across the ground was like thunder, I don’t know if it’s true. What kind of beast is being transported."
Qin Nuo frowned, and immediately remembered that Qin Xun had mentioned that Qin Jian had his own battlefield. Then he looked at the endless green grassland in front of him, and couldn't help asking: "What about the tenant farmers on the Zhuangzi? Do? In this era, the tenant farmers on the aristocratic farms are almost equivalent to the private slaves of the aristocrats. They all live on the output of the farms. After the hunting grounds have been rebuilt, can they afford so many people?"
"Some of the strong and sturdy stayed behind to serve as handymen, and some of the old and weak were all driven away. In the past few years, the Zhuangzi of the King of Germany sent three to four thousand households in one go, all of them were old and weak. Can, that's a miserable one." It seems that the rabbit is dead and the fox is sad. Tian Guanshi shook his head and sighed, "It's really a crime. I can only sell children and girls. I heard that many have never survived the winter..."
In the middle of speaking, I remembered that the owner in front of him was the brother of Prince De, so he was silent.
Qin Nuo's face was gloomy, but he didn't say much. Not to mention the fact that several years have passed. Even if it happened before his eyes, it was Qin Jian's private property. How to deal with it, he has no room for his beak.
Without the mood of riding a horse, Qin Nuo returned to Zhuangzi listlessly.
I received an unexpected message.
Dongbo sent someone to send letterhead.
Since talking with Qin Zhi before, Qin Nuo deeply felt that his news was blocked. He didn't want to expand his social circle like Qin Xun, but he didn't want to escape the world too much. So I simply ordered Dongbo to select a few clever servants to walk around daily, inquiring about market news from teahouses and restaurants, and then Dongbo to collect and report important reports to himself.
Including these days living in the farmhouse, Qin Nuo and the Royal Palace of Jingcheng maintained the frequency of one letter for two days. Every time, Dongpo will inform the letterhead of what happened in the capital.
I thought it was just a few days away, and the situation in the capital is the same as today’s food prices, and it is unlikely that there will be much fluctuations, but I didn’t expect a major event to happen.
Five hundred students knelt in front of the palace gate to petition, and such a big thing turned out to be directed at Qin Jian.
Dongbo's words are neat and he puts the whole thing in the letter one by one.
It turned out that after Qin Jian was made a prince, he took the position of chief of the editor of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Jinghua Hall. This position can be said to be noble and prominent. After the compilation of literature and history is completed, Qin Jian will be given a big name, and he will not be able to pass on to future generations.
In the Wenshi Museum, who is now busy compiling, the life notes of Emperor Zhengjing Yaodi.
According to the practice of the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, after the death of each emperor, the personal notes that record his life events must be sorted and sealed, and a clan will usually supervise it. Qin Jian, the new prince, and the beloved son of Emperor Jing Yao, took on this task unwillingly.
The bad thing is Qin Jian's love for his father.
The daily notes record all the deeds of Emperor Jing Yao's life, and there are quite a few things that are not bright. One of the things that made Qin Jian intolerable the most was his biological mother Guo Guifei, who was originally the younger sister-in-law of Emperor Jing Yao.
Guo Guifei, as the young daughter of the Guo family, was originally married to King Lai. Yes, she was the original owner of Qin Nuo Villa. Unfortunately, when he was about to get married, King Lai was involved in the Four Kings and was given to death by a glass of poisoned wine. Concubine Guo became a widow. The Guo family was thinking about waiting for the limelight to pass, and looking for a family official in the field, married his daughter. Unexpectedly, after Emperor Jing Yao ascended to the throne, he couldn't wait for an edict and summoned Guo's daughter into the palace.
Some people in the capital inevitably argued that King Lai had been unjustly dead. He was a loose man, and he only loved poetry and wine tea. Although his brother rebelled, he was completely out of the matter, but in the end he was gifted to death by Emperor Jing Yao with a cup of poisonous wine. . The purpose is to try to seize this younger sister-in-law who is famous for her beauty.
Of course, these rumors disappeared quickly under the suppression of Emperor Jing Yao. No matter what rumors, they can't stop Guo Guifei from favoring Wushuang in the harem, and even the queen has to avoid three points. It's a pity that the red face was fateful, and died of illness after only ten years in the palace. A son, Qin Jian, was still held on the cusp of the heart by Emperor Jing Yao.
The historian recorded the full story of Guo Guifei's entry into the palace, including the marriage contract with King Lai. This hurt Qin Jian greatly, and the quarrel with the official historian became more and more intense.
After listening to this bunch of troubles, Qin Nuo was stunned. He seriously suspected that this position was specially dug by the Queen Mother Huo and her son to make Qin Jian jump. Otherwise, because they hate Qin Jian, why bother to give it to him. Such an expensive and reputable post.
Aren’t you showing up at the funeral of the emperor, the Manchu dynasty and civil servants are praising you for your pure and filial piety, and now I’ll give you a good opportunity to express your filial piety! Do you want to stand by and watch your dear father, Huang Qingshi, make you notorious? Still have to intervene to offend these scholars?
Well, with Qin Jian's bad temper, he can guess the answer with his knees.
While Qin Jian was supervising, he saw that his dear father was so "slandered", especially when the Guo family was involved, so he was furious and broke out on the spot and ordered the historian to modify it.
However, there are quite a few hard-tempered historians who insist that future generations should comment on merits and demerits. As a heir, we should not just cover up the ugliness of the elders and distort history. At the end of the quarrel, even Qin Jian's mother, Guo family, scolded him.
With Qin Jian's bad temper, how can anyone be so disobedient. Immediately ordered the guards to press some of the most ferocious clamors to the ground and hit thirty boards.
At that time, he was rebellious against Shangguan and disrespectful to the clan, so he could barely be considered famous as his teacher. However, the bad is bad. One of the beaten historians was born weak and sick, and died that night.
Now I stabbed the hornet's nest. Many historians in the Wenshi Pavilion were so sad that they wanted to give an explanation.
But Qin Jian's bullish temper is as smelly and hard as the rocks in the pit. It may be calmed down by Mao Lu. The harder the top, the greater the fire. Hearing the news that the historians were on strike, they sent a guard to drive them away. As a result, two historians accidentally fell off the steps while running, bumped their heads, and died on the spot.
Three people were killed in a row, and they were all high-ranking officials, and things broke out. Especially the latter historian is still a teacher in Taixueli, and he is highly respected.
All the students in the Taipai are very excited.
Now the five hundred students in Taixue are still kneeling outside the palace gate, demanding that Qin Jian, the prince who committed crimes, be severely punished. The civil and military forces of the Manchu dynasty were all having a headache for the war in Beishuo. He happened to cause such unstoppable events, and now the courtiers were full of complaints about this unconscious prince.
No matter how you look at it, I think this thing is strange!
Qin Nuo automatically set himself into the palace fighting mode, secretly pondering.
If it is said that a historian is dead, there is a hint of it that may be accidental. Three consecutive deaths can never be so coincidental.
"How is the situation in Beijing now?" Qin Nuo asked casually after reading the letterhead.
"They are still in a stalemate. Five hundred students refused to give in and insisted on severely punishing Prince De, but Prince De has stayed behind closed doors these days, and even said he was sick when he was in the palace." The young man who delivered the letter replied. , Speaking clearly, and the voice is clear and smooth, especially nice.
Qin Nuo couldn't help but look up. Then, he blinked and was stunned.
The person in front of me is in his early twenties, tall and slender, with handsome eyebrows, but a horizontal knife scar on the bridge of his nose is a bit dazzling, but it also adds two points to this overly elegant face.
The person in front of me is a bit face-to-face, not the ones who often run errands in the Fuzhong. Where have I seen it...
Realizing that Qin Nuo was staring at him, the man in Tsing Yi bowed and said: "I belong to the source below, I have seen the prince, and I have not thanked the prince for his rescue a few days ago."
Neither humble nor overbearing in the conversation, and the articulation is clear.
It turned out to be the one I bought in the Arena last time! Qin Nuo let out a hum, and his mind started to turn. Dong Bo is really considerate. He is bored here. The cheap master is here. Well, if you want to ask about martial arts secrets right away, you should observe this person first. Too loose is not enough.
Thinking about everything in my heart, I asked, "How good is your injury?"
"Thank you for your concern, the subordinates have recovered."
"That's good, what do you think of this matter?" Qin Nuo casually lifted the letterhead in his hand.
"Korea-China affairs are beyond the reach of Fang Yuan and Wufu."
He seems to be a taciturn person, who shouldn't reveal himself at will, Qin Nuo is fairly satisfied with his temptation. He smiled, "Thanks to your hard work, let's go down and rest first."
"Ms. Dongbo, don't you need to reply?"
"No, I will return to the capital in a few days. I can go back together at that time."
Qin Nuo frowned throughout the whole process, and a dozen staff rushed to the venue and led the two of them down.
Although the woman with the long sword won this game, she was left in the wind before, and her body was bruised and bruised by the Emei stabbing woman, and her body was covered with blood stains. In addition, her original clothes were almost torn. Now in the ancient times with strict rules and regulations, a woman who has a little choice, would not fall into such a tragic situation.
Qin Xun laughed and explained his doubts.
"Some of the sects were killed and destroyed, and the captives came. Some bought slaves and taught from a minor. Not to mention those from the Southern dynasty captives. They are desperate people, who knows where they are from. Yes. But this is the place of the Shence Camp. The path is absolutely right. Even if you buy someone, you can buy with confidence." He lowered his voice, "If you are interested in Brother Nine, I will let you keep it. Don't worry, others. If you don’t give us face, Jia Pi can still give us brothers face."
"Is this a business operated secretly in the Shence Camp?"
"Ha, it's not secretive anymore. Now the five guards of the Forbidden Army, which family does not have any private livelihood subsidies. Everyone knows it well."
Qin Nuo thinks of Jia Pi and Zhao Pingyi they met yesterday, and always feels complicated. Not only operates this kind of dehumanizing fighting arena, but also part-time human trafficking.
"This kind of girlish dramas are all gimmicks, to coax those who don't have much knowledge, or those who come to Beijing from other places. It's nothing to look at. Brother knows that you don't like watching this. The next one is the highlight. Our brothers want to make a fortune, just look at this one."
Next are two young men. One holds a long sword and the other uses a short knife.
According to Qin Xun's statement, these two are highly qualified masters. Qin Nuo only then realized that the martial artists were also divided into ranks.
Qin Xun was undecided, which one to bet on. While looking at the information in his hand, both were captured by the Southern Dynasty prisoners. They were captured when they breached Jianye City. After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided: "That wears blue. For clothes, bet 1,200 gold."
Qin Nuo still didn't bet, this kind of comparison of people's lives as a bet was beyond Qin Nuo's ability to bear.
After Qin Xun finished placing his bet, he finally noticed Qin Nuo’s strange expression and smiled: “I can’t imagine that the nine brothers are so soft-hearted. These are prisoners of war, or people who sell themselves as slaves. They are not worthy of sympathy. It has always been a rule and will never pit the good people in."
Qin Nuo shook his head, "It just feels like treating strangers like this, even prisoners of war are too cruel"
Qin Xun was stunned, and couldn't help laughing, "Good Nine Brother, you are so naive, to be able to enter this arena, tell you the truth, it is a very good thing for prisoners of war."
"Far away, most of the 70,000 prisoners in the previous battle of An Dong were sent to the Xicheng Coal Kiln. It was a bitter life. When you come to this battlefield, you will at least be able to eat and wear warmth. And if you are lucky enough to be redeemed, maybe you can have a good future in the future."
Qin Nuo is silent. Ancient society has always been cruel to prisoners of war, like the Battle of Changping, killing 400,000 pits in one fell swoop. Although the Great Zhou Dynasty would not kill directly, most of them were sent to mines and coal pits to perform harsh labor, overwork and barrenness. Under such torture, most of the captives will run out of oil and die in two or three years. Being sent to this arena, there may be a glimmer of life.
"Moreover, the camp of Shence Camp has always been peaceful, unlike our third brother's side."
"Third brother, Qin Jian, why did he get involved again."
Qin Xun smiled and lowered his voice. "Peidongying also has a place in the western suburbs of the capital. It is the third brother's stock. Hey, that's an excitement. My brother went there last time. Oh, there were scenes of ligers and tigers eating people. They were all taken down. The beast with the drug was manic and unbearable, and it was extremely powerful. A dozen of them rushed to compete with others, no masters could resist it, and they were torn to pieces."