My father-in-law is Kangxi

Chapter 1235 Receiving Letters
With the people from the Fore Prince's Mansion following, the speed of buying food will be faster, and even the carriage and guards will be dispatched.

It took more than half an hour before and after.

It was still daylight, and the carriage had already been loaded with grain.

In addition to the [-] catties of rice, white noodles, and buckwheat noodles in the grain shop, the Ezufu's house collected [-] catties of rice and white noodles for a total of six carriages.

Knowing that elder brother Jiu and Fujin Jiu are in the palace, the concubine's mansion also prepared two carts of other food, one cart of sheep and one cart of pigs, all of which were live.

This adds up to eight carriages, and the speed of the team cannot be fast.

Erhe knew it in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. He patted the manager's shoulder and said, "Okay, I've made a note of this favor. When you come to the capital for a new year, I will make arrangements for it!"

The steward hurriedly said: "It's not easy for the young ones to receive credit. We are here, so we must be considerate."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Erhe smiled, but he wanted to scold his mother in his heart.

It was thoughtful enough, and it also arranged for fifty Mongolian armor to follow.

Let's see who is patient.

"Dengdengdengdeng..."

As the sky turned white, a convoy also left the town.

Princess Duanjing has been married to Karaqin for eight years. In addition to the population brought by the capital, the Princess Mansion also has some Mongolian handymen.

So she can't get out here, but there are news coming in.

She looked indifferent, listening to the news outside.

The guards and guards staying at the station have already left the town.

They are here to buy rice, and if the princess is in trouble, they will be arranged by the eunuch's mansion.

Princess Duanjing stood up abruptly and looked in the direction of the station with regret.

I should have found a way to send the letter yesterday.

If you don't ask for anything else, just send the Erdun family away.

Looking at the appearance of the forehead, it is impossible to allow their family to continue living in the princess mansion...

Princess Duanjing is not a brave person, and she also knows that the marriage between Manchu and Mongolia is a national policy, and her princess is the face of the court in Mongolia.

She also studied at a young age, and knows what is etiquette, righteousness and shame.

But people's hearts are the most elusive.

She was just too lonely, thinking of the capital city, and the round-faced guard who used to be on duty in Ningshou Palace, so she left that young man by her side to talk...

*
Kara Hetun Palace.

Brother Jiu stood at the gate of the palace, looking to the north.

There was no movement.

It's twenty today.

Erhe hasn't sent anyone back yet.

Shouldn't the grain trucks drive slowly and the people come back first to deliver the letters?
The saved food is not enough, and then delay to buy it elsewhere.

"What's the matter with the old man? Are you confused? Or are you tired a while ago and are lazy now?"

Brother Jiu was dissatisfied and complained to Shu Shu.

In the past few days, pigs and sheep have been slaughtered, but food is still being consumed.

Now there are only two hundred catties left, one meal tonight, tomorrow there will only be porridge.

Shu Shu saw Brother Jiu worried about the food, and said: "Don't worry, the cow at the post station is injured, we will eat beef tonight..."

The beef is full, and you can directly make multigrain porridge tonight.

In this way, two hundred catties of rice can be moved to tomorrow.

Brother Jiu let out a sigh of relief, and said: "If no one is sent back, it means that there is enough food. If we don't arrive tonight, we should arrive tomorrow."

Cao Yueying and Zhang Tingzan came to look for Brother Nine.

They began to eat sheep at seventeen, and they had different ideas at that time.

But after eating it for four consecutive days, my face turned green.

Didn't Chunlin bring two carts of vegetables from Changping?
On the [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th days, every meal was served with meat and vegetables, which looked good.

From the seventeenth onwards, it was basically mutton and pork, and the green vegetables were at most a few stalks stewed in broth.

Both of them work in the Prince's Mansion, so they know that the food in the Prince's Mansion is not like this.

After realizing it, the two also realized that it was a lack of food.

"Jiuye, Jiufujin..."

The two came forward to greet each other.

Seeing that the two of them had something to do with elder brother Jiu, Shu Shu saluted and went back to the palace first.

"Jiuye, you can ask someone to embezzle the food at the post stations along the way, and make up for it later..."

Zhang Tingzan said.

From Gubeikou to here, there is a palace and five post stations in the middle, and each place moves [-] catties of grain, which is [-] catties.

Now everyone is here, just waiting for the imperial court to reply.

After the emperor has circled the address of the palace, everyone can return to Beijing.

Brother Nine looked at Zhang Tingzan and said, "The food has been moved over with great difficulty. They are short-lived. Let's go back in a few days. Is there anything left to eat on the way?"

In the post stations outside the customs, there are few officials traveling in winter, and the reserves of the post stations are numerous.

Zhang Tingzan was stuck, he really didn't expect this, and looked at Cao Yueying.

Brother Jiu also looked over.

Cao Yueying said: "If Mr. Er has not come back tomorrow, then we can only talk to the Mongols first."

There are twenty Mongol households in the canyon, with a hundred or so people. If you count less, each family stores one hundred catties of grain, and borrows half of it, which is five hundred catties. sky,

When he and Zhang Tingzan were surveying in the valley before, they had dinner at a Mongolian house.

Although they don't farm the land, they also prepare food, which is noodles and millet bought from the Karaqin tribe.

The noodles are made with fried fruit to make milk tea, and the millet is made into fried rice for storage.

Their diet is mainly fish, meat, and milk, and they don't eat much food, so their reserves are limited.

But it's winter now, and in half a month the heavy snow will close the mountains and roads, so I have some food in reserve.

Brother Nine immediately shook his head and said: "No, it's better to search for the post station or Gubeikou Zongbing's yamen if they are to be raided. It's too shabby to make them think that the Qing Dynasty is poor..."

Speaking of this, he felt that he still needed to trust Erhe more, and said: "If no one is sent back, that is good news. The food should be bought enough. He went to Karaqin on the [-]th, arrived on the [-]th, and arrived on the [-]th." Go back, tomorrow will be here at the latest, just wait..."

*
In the palace, Shu Shu looked at Xiaosong and said, "How many catties of meat did you produce?"

The cow's leg in the Xinggong was broken, so he had to kill it, and Xiao Song went to see the cow slaughtered just now.

It was an adult bull. A few days ago, it had sent food to the guards in the canyon.

Xiaosong said: "The 620-jin cow has 220% of the clean meat, 100 catties, but there are still about [-] catties of offal, and more than [-] catties of beef bones..."

Shu Shu calculated in her heart.

Only half of the beef is cooked, that is, 110 catties of meat, and [-] catties of offal, which is nearly one catty per capita on average.

It was gone in one meal.

The steward of the palace finally knew how to make a wounded cow without anyone's orders.

If only two meals a day would be fine.

But Beijing has long been used to three meals a day, and they also had three meals a day along the way.

Both Xiaosong and Walnut knew about the food shortage.

"Separate troops? In the afternoon, send Master Zhang and Master Cao to return to Beijing first. The two people on the left and right are also sick, and arrange fifty guards to follow..." Walnut said.

The reason why there was an accident with the food was because there were too many people, so it was enough to reduce the number of people.

Shu Shu sighed and said, "Those who come out with me, even if they are sent back to Beijing, at least one day's dry food must be prepared..."

In fact, even that was not ready.

In addition to eating meat non-stop, there are still three hundred catties of Dongzi vegetables left.

The reason why it stopped a few days ago was because of waste rice, and it was not used properly, so there are still a lot for the time being.

Xiao Song said: "In the past few days, we have raided Rehe. Let's run around this afternoon to see if there are roe deer and roe deer..."

Shu Shu nodded, that's fine, even if there is not enough food, using meat to support it is the second best choice.

At noon, what we ate was beef stew in a big pot.

beef……

Everyone is really confused.

There is a chunk of beef the size of a fist per person, a large bowl of beef offal soup, and a bowl of multigrain porridge made with beef soup.

After a meal at noon, everyone felt as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. Except for those who stayed behind in the palace, the other guards were dragged out by Chunlin and Fuqing to hunt.

After going out for two hours, and returning at sunset, there was a burst of joy, shouting from afar.

It turned out that I was lucky in the afternoon and caught up with a group of deer deer. There were more than 40 deer deer, large and small, and everyone rounded them up. The rest were more than 200 pheasants and hares.

The hunting team is divided into two teams, and the game is coming in the afternoon.

It is agreed that the winner will eat, and the loser will grill the meat.

On the official camp outside the palace, a bonfire was lit.

On the official road in the distance, there was a rush of horseshoes.

Only not from the north, but from the southwest.

It was the postman who sent the letter from the capital back.

This is the letter from the emperor.

Brother Jiu received the letter and was a little surprised.

Originally thought that the letter from the capital would arrive tomorrow afternoon, but it turned out to be a day earlier.

After reading Kangxi's reply, Brother Jiu was a little dissatisfied.

It's just a site selection for a palace, so why do you need Qin Tianjian?

If he had known it would be like this, wouldn't it be nice if he brought an official from the Qin Tianjian this time?
If the next step is to urge him to return to Beijing, then this errand can be regarded as anticlimactic and come to an end.

Brother Nine asked someone to invite Zhang Tingzan, Cao Yueying, Fuqing, Chunlin, Cao Shun, Gao Bin and others to come over, said the letter from Yuqian, and discussed the matter of returning to Beijing.

"It took three and a half days when I came here, and I tried to walk for two days when I went back..."

Brother Jiu said.

He was really scared.

No wonder it is said that the three armies have not moved, and the food and grass go first.

This logistical supply is too important.

Fortunately, they guarded the edge of the paddock, and they could still shoot around, otherwise it would have been a mess.

As for the departure time, we still have to wait for Erhe's food to arrive.

Brother Jiu said: "If you didn't send someone back today, you should be on the way. If you arrive tomorrow, you will leave for Beijing the day after tomorrow. If you don't arrive tomorrow, you should send someone to take a look."

Could it be that they took a shortcut through the paddock and everyone got lost?

Brother Jiu was really worried.

Everyone is not at ease.

It's the fourth day of the [-]-mile round trip, so there should be some movement.

*
On the official road, everyone hurried in the dark.

The leader of the guards in the forehead mansion looked at Erhe in front of him.

He got orders from his son-in-law to pay attention to whether this Erhe would send someone first on the way.

If so, they will be intercepted.

As they followed the grain truck, 50 people came out as escorts, and 100 people fell behind.

In the end, this person didn't deliver the letter by hand, but he could see that he was in a hurry, so he just kept his head on his way.

The road of 150 miles, I got up early and drove [-] miles in the evening yesterday, and today I did it early again.

There are only thirty miles left...

(End of this chapter)