Xiao Qinghuan

It is easy for Shenweiying to leave Beijing, but it is difficult to return to Beijing.

This time out of Beijing, the Shenwei Battalion escorted Jiang Xiaohan under His Majesty's order. Jiang Xiaohan held the military amulet in his hand, which was equivalent to having the right to command the Shenwei Battalion at will.Now that His Majesty is ill and doesn't care about things, it is impossible for Jiang Xiaohan to hand over the soldier talisman in Jiang Xiaohan's hand to either of the two Highnesses, so the Divine Guard Battalion is still in Jiang Xiaohan's hands.

Without a will, bringing troops into Beijing without reason is regarded as rebellion.Don't say that Jiang Xiaohan is a civil servant, even the grand marshal in charge of the frontier. If there is no order from His Majesty, the number of personal guards that can be brought into the capital is only fifty.

Jiang Xiaohan placed the Shenwei camp fifty miles outside Beijing, and only brought his entourage into Beijing.

"When you enter the city, you will live in Jiangfu first, and I will call you the servant I found for Ah Ling. I will talk about the rest after I meet His Majesty." Jiang Xiaohan pulled down the window and said to Xie Jue: " Before that, I will wrong you first."

Xie Jue had already changed into coarse sackcloth, and Jiang Ying changed his appearance a bit, making his appearance a little mediocre, emphatically applying dressing on his eyebrows and eyes, making his original deep-lined eyebrows and eyes slightly smoother some.Now he was sitting in the carriage, looking like an honest young man in his early twenties.

Jiang Xiaohan sealed two big acupoints for him, so that he would look like he was walking on the ground, not as if he was armed with martial arts.

Xie Jue's face was smeared with Yi Rong's ointment, and he was very unaccustomed to it. In addition, he had to deliberately lower his voice, so it sounded a little muffled: "I'm not wronged, I should."

The capital is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and it is more prosperous than other places. The curfew at night is only one hour. Except for more guards patrolling the streets, it is much busier than Pingjiang.

Jiang Ling couldn't stay idle, and when he heard the yelling outside, he opened the carriage window a narrow slit with great interest, lay there and looked out.

The boundaries of the capital city have always been clearly defined, and the appearance of the inner city and the outer city are very different.There are still bustling market stores in the outer city, which looks prosperous, but the inner city is quite different.

Jiang Ying turned the carriage to the main road familiarly, and Jiang Ling stood by the window. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people outside, he couldn't help but wondered: "Father, where are we going?"

Jiang Xiaohan looked out and saw that the carriage had turned into the inner city, so he couldn't help saying: "Go home."

Jiang Ling tilted his head in doubt.

Jiang Ling was born in Liujia Village since he was a child, and later lived in Pingjiang Mansion with Jiang Xiaohan. When he went out, he was surrounded by neighbors.

The capital city is different from Pingjiang Mansion. It is divided into three boundaries: Miyagi, Inner City and Outer City. The guards are strict and the identity is clear and insurmountable.Market shops and common people's residences are all concentrated in the outer city.The inner city is centered on Chengtian Street, and the left and right are divided into the offices of civil and military officials. The east city houses the cabinet, Jingzhao Yin, Taichang Taipu Temple and six ministries, while the west city is the place where the forbidden army is stationed. , Yushitai is also in West Street.

Jiang Xiaohan was the prime minister on the left, and the Jiang family had been favored for many years, so the house was naturally not too shabby. It was on the main street of East Street, not too far from the cabinet.

Jiang Ying parked the carriage at the gate of Jiangfu, and the gatekeeper hurriedly moved a footstool over. Jiang Mo waved away the man, stepped forward and knocked on the door of the carriage, and said, "Young Master, we are here."

Once he entered the inner city, he was surrounded by official mansions. Although Xie Jue was usually in West Street, most people knew his face when he went to work.Although he had dealt with it on the surface, Xie Jue was still a little nervous. He hugged Jiang Ling in his arms silently and lowered his head.

Jiang Ling blinked: "Little uncle——"

"A Ling." Jiang Xiaohan said, "You can't call him little uncle after you get out of the car, you know?"

"Why, father." Jiang Ling was puzzled: "He is Uncle Xie."

"Little uncle is playing hide-and-seek with others. If you call him little uncle, others will find him." Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile, "Of course A Ling, father and little uncle are in the same group, right?"

"Yes!" Jiang Ling said crisply, "Then I'll call him brother."

Jiang Xiaohan pinched her face with a smile: "My daughter is smart."

Although the inner city is better built than the outer city, it can't support too many official residences in the inner city, so the gates of most of the mansions look a little cramped - only the Jiangfu is different from others, the Gaomen mansion, and the Guangfu gate. It is more than three times wider than the outer house in Pingjiang Mansion, and the outer walls on both sides beside the main entrance extend out, and the eaves and corridors are horizontally repaired.As far as the eye can see, it takes up half a street.

The majestic Zuoxiang mansion is not the same as the outer house in Pingjiang mansion. The Xieshan top on the gate is inlaid with a circle of glass trimming, and the sunlight reflects a beautiful blue halo, which looks like it is made of jade.

Jiang Ling was startled, and hurriedly tugged at Xie Jue's ear and asked in a low voice, "Little...brother, is this my father's house?"

Xie Jue only nodded his head, adhering to the idea that if he could not speak, he would avoid revealing his flaws.

Jiang Ling asked again: "Then why are they bigger than other people's houses?"

Xie Jue really didn't know how to explain it to the children. Could it be that your father is popular, and every New Year's day or big and small things, he would bring boxes and boxes of rewards home?

Speaking of this, Xie Jue couldn't help but think of those people who change their ways every day and want to be "filial". The official circles say that Jiang Xiaohan doesn't get in. He doesn't like rare treasures, and real money is too vulgar. After sending one or two beauties to play with, I realized that Mr. Jiang is clean and self-sufficient, and even the maids and women in the family are seven or eight points less than others.

The big tree that Jiang Xiaohan leaned against was thicker than the pillars of other people's ancestral halls, so what kind of filial piety could catch his eyes, he was really short-sighted.

"Of course it's because of my father's hard work these years, and I have saved a lot of money." Jiang Xiaohan helped Jiang Mo's men out of the car, and smiled and gestured with the folding fan in his hand: "So I bought the houses on both sides of the original house. come down."

Xie Jue turned his head and rolled his eyes.

Naturally, such a big house cannot be left without someone to wait on it. There are many rules in the capital city, and the decency passed down from generation to generation in the Jiang family, Jiang Xiaohan doesn't like a large group of people waiting on his side, those cooks, gardeners, house guards and servants There are more than a hundred people in Sui Sui.

Jiang Xiaohan raised his foot and stepped into the gate, and half of the courtyard was already kneeling inside.He has been away for more than half a year, and when he returns to Beijing, the family servants should come to see him.

Jiang Ling had never seen such a posture before, so he hid in Xie Jue's arms in fright.

Jiang Xiaohan put the folding fan back into his sleeve, reached out to hold Jiang Ling in his arms, and pulled her hand covering her eyes: "Don't be afraid."

Jiang Ling grabbed Jiang Xiaohan's sleeve habitually, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"This is the second daughter of my Jiang family's direct relative." Jiang Xiaohan stood on the high platform holding the girl in his arms: "I was raised outside before, and I happened to be home today, so I will meet you too."

Jiang Xiaohan only said that the second miss was selfishly giving Jing Zhan a name.Although Jing Zhan's surname is not Jiang, Jiang Xiaohan has already regarded him and Jiang Ling as his children at a glance, so even though he doesn't know the way, he still keeps Jiang Ling's "brother".

Jiang Xiaohan went out for a trip, and suddenly brought back a girl of this age, and he opened his mouth and said his daughter.Most of the people in this mansion are the sons of Jiang's family, they know him well, and never know which girl he has contacts with.Some young and impatient servants have already looked at each other underneath.

The old butler, who was over half a century old, had bright eyes and a bright heart. Seeing this, he came up with a smile and said, "Second Miss has a blessed face, bright eyes, and she is clever and intelligent at first sight, very much like a young master."

Jiang Xiaohan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Today, when the second lady comes home, everyone in the house will appreciate it."

With the reward of real gold and silver in hand, who cares whether this girl of unknown origin is Jiang Xiaohan's own.In other words, it doesn't matter if you are born or not, the whole Jiang family has the same tongue, and what you want to say or do is not all about Jiang Xiaohan's words.

The servants who had received the reward knelt down more willingly this time, and said in unison: "I have met Second Miss."

Jiang Ling was so frightened that he hugged Jiang Xiaohan's neck, Jiang Xiaohan touched her back, and whispered to her: "In the future, you will be the young lady of this mansion, apart from your father, you will be honorable, so don't be afraid."

Jiang Ling blinked at him ignorantly, and Jiang Xiaohan hit the iron while the iron was hot: "They kneel down on you because you are the father's daughter. I have never married a wife, and you are the owner of the inner courtyard of this mansion. If I am not here, they have to listen to you." Yours, you know?"

It wasn't that he wanted to embarrass the child on purpose, but Jiang Xiaohan understood the meaning of combining kindness and power better than anyone else. He had already done favors for Jiang Ling, but this little girl really had to stand by herself.Jiang Ling is only four years old this year, so even if he has no prestige to speak of, he must at least show an attitude so that he will not be underestimated when he goes out in the future.

Jiang Ling thought hard for a while, and finally found a similar picture in his mind. Following Jiang Xiaohan's appearance, he waved at the crowd: "You... get up."

The little girl spoke in a childish voice, but she also learned two points of Mr. Jiang's posture.Jiang Xiaohan laughed loudly, hugged the child in his arms, and said: "Go, find an exquisite courtyard closer to the main courtyard and tidy it up, and let the second lady settle down."

As Jiang Xiaohan said, he lifted his feet and went down the steps. The servant kneeling in front of him consciously made a way and let him into the inner courtyard.

Jiang Ying wanted to follow Jiang Xiaohan, Xie Jue lowered his head and followed Jiang Xiaohan to the inner courtyard.

The servants who were kneeling in the hall stood up in twos and threes, and the old butler picked out two maidservants who were still old according to Jiang Xiaohan's instructions, and taught them how to do things.

The Jiang Mansion occupies a large area, and after the hundred or so people outside returned to their positions, it was as if water splashed into the sea, and there was no sound in an instant.

Xie Jue followed Jiang Xiaohan into the mansion, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he entered the flower hall of the main hall, and finally dared to speak.

Xie Jue asked: "Ming Yuan, when are you going to see His Majesty?"

Xie Yongming had arrived in the capital three days ago, and as soon as he entered the capital, Ning Zheng imprisoned him in Yushitai.Although Jiang Xiaohan asked people to inquire, it is a pity that Yushitai is not in his hands after all, so there is no news so far.

"I'll go to school tomorrow." Jiang Xiaohan put Jiang Ling in front of him, and fed her a sip of warm tea: "It's already past noon, and I can't go to the cabinet anymore."

Xie Jue knew that he was telling the truth, and he couldn't be in a hurry for this kind of thing, so he sat downcastly by the side.

It's just that before the cup of tea was finished, Jiang Mo had already entered through the door, holding several neat booklets in his hand.

"My lord." Jiang Mo said: "The Ministry of Punishment, the Ministry of Officials and several adults from Taichang Temple came to pay their respects."

"Hey." Jiang Xiaohan put down his teacup and said with a smile, "The news is well-informed. I just sat down on my front foot, and I haven't had a sip of tea yet, and the greeting card has come?"

The author says:

Thanks for the ink juice_, it’s the fish food fed by Fuxu, Apple Hall, and Ziqi~ Thank you very much~