[comprehensive] superior skills

As soon as the emperor's patrol convoy in micro-clothes approached the capital, a group of cavalry guarded nearby quickly approached and guarded them tightly until they entered the Forbidden City.

Along with Yu Jia's return, news of Xihai Yanzi's victory in another battle broke out.

Ever since I learned that the imperial court was protected by gods and Buddhas and fought a turnaround without a single soldier, the scholars all over the country praised the common people for joy, and it was the first time that such a good situation was ushered in .

The memorials of meritorious deeds sprinkled to Qianqing Palace like snowflakes, drowning the imperial cases in the South Study Room in an instant.

Taking advantage of the New Year's feast, Emperor Kangxi, who was very happy, rewarded the adult princes below the crown prince.

Especially the fourth, fifth, and thirteen elder brothers who took advantage of Qianxiang's great victory this time were exceptionally named Prince Heshuoyong, Prince Heshuoheng, and Prince Yijun.

The princes accepted the decree, no matter how they felt in their hearts, they talked and laughed with each other happily, only the crown prince Yinfeng who was watching from the side became more and more desperate with cold hands and feet.

The young brothers have grown so much without knowing it, and even Thirteen, who has the shortest time on business, has been named the king of the county. In this world of the Qing Dynasty, and the throne of the prince, can I still sit still?

Shocked by the cold reality, Yinreng unconsciously cast his eyes on the seats in the distance, but found that he could no longer find the close relative of his mother clan who could give him advice.

The dazed crown prince sat blankly on his seat and fell into deep fear.

He has been a prince for more than 30 years, and he is only one step away from the high throne. Is he going to look up to others and live at the feet of the former humble resigners?

Yinfeng's eyes skipped over the faces of the brothers one by one, and from time to time flashed in his mind the picture of himself bowing down and prostrating himself as a vassal, and he felt his heart was about to burst.

He downed a bowl of wine vigorously, with a determined look in his eyes.

The first horn blew out Song Ci of Qianxiang Kingdom, who didn't know that the Forbidden City was turbulent, and she was busy searching for land overseas.

After sending the emperor and his party back to the capital, Song Ci stopped by the neighbors for a stroll, especially paying attention to the foot basin and stick, so that they could feel the wonderful taste of the giant earth dragon turning over in advance.

Then I went to Myanmar, which is said to be full of spices and precious stones, gold and salt everywhere, and Myanmar, and saw a record of the life of jungle savages.

Although the gold and jade in these countries are not as pure as the magic world, since Song Ci has come, he will not go back empty-handed.

She took out the soldier's rucksack that had never been used, summoned a column of thousands of people to clean up the surface, and packed all the precious metal jade and spices that could be taken away, not even the granary and salt.

Also enjoying the same treatment are the Sea Coachmen Group and the curly-haired people who always live in the sun.

God just took a nap, and the treasures they had kindly kept for others evaporated with the steam, and with them the well-developed firearms and the best fleet of warships.

Although this kind of behavior comparable to that of a scavenger is not enough to make the economies of these countries sluggish, it can also properly prevent their external expansion.

During the period, Song Ci also specifically searched for some design drawings and drafts of warships, just waiting for an opportunity to donate them by Lin Ruhai's hand, as a talisman for the Feng family and several younger brothers.

Although she has a lifespan of a hundred years, she cannot stay in the world of Red Mansions forever, so she can only help these relatives pave the way ahead.

There are no two days in the sky, not to mention that there is an extra fairy above the emperor.

Song Ci was afraid that something would happen after a long time, and he was even more afraid that a few more clever victories like Qianxiangguo's would change the temperament of this immature dragon.

So she would rather just watch quietly from the sidelines, secretly clear the obstacles for it, and wait for the day when it really breaks out of its cocoon.

Song Ci, who had a fruitful harvest, walked around the middle land in an orderly manner. Whenever he encountered people who were fleeing from disasters, he would send soldiers to leave some salt and food. Those who were in need of medical care would also leave some money for them to see a doctor. .

She didn't do this for the sake of fame, so she kept hiding behind the scenes and didn't show her face, just guarding against those who wanted to make money.

After half a year of stopping and going like this, he returned to Jinling City again.

As if predestined in the dark, Song Ci followed the pedestrians slowly to the entrance of the alley where Xue Pan's slaves beat Feng Yuan to death. After a while, he heard a deafening sound coming from the bustling crowd of people behind him. singing.

"Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but fame and fame can't be forgotten! Where are the ancient and modern generals, and the pile of grass in the barren mound is gone..."

A tattered, insane Taoist wandered over on tiptoe, muttering, "Since you have listened to my song, when will you agree? It's over, it's over, it's about time."

While talking, he passed by, gradually walked away, and finally disappeared completely.

Song Ci looked at the lame Taoist's gray hair flying in the wind, and smiled coldly.

She is not afraid of monks and Taoists making weird things.Asking the Buddha is easier than giving up the Buddha. Now that I think about it, why didn't you say it when you kept inciting others to abandon their wives and daughters to become monks?And wait to go.

I haven't been back to the capital for more than half a year, and it seems to be much more lively here.

I don't know if it's Tianchao Shangguo itself that attracts people, or if Qianxiang gained fame in the previous battle. On the way to Lin's house, Song Ci saw many foreign people with red eyebrows and green eyes.

Most of these people stood on the side of the street, babbled some foreign languages, and traded commodities only by gesticulating with people with bare hands.

Song Ci took a closer look and saw that they were selling only ordinary spices and western cloth, so he lost interest and drove the carriage straight over.

Because there was still a big white lion in the carriage, Song Ci didn't dare to park the carriage at the door for the servants to take care of as usual, so he could only drive into the back door by himself.

Before returning home after going out for half a year, I was so angry with King Yinjiao who had been unable to get food from the magical world, no matter where she went, she would stare at her, and you would not let go even if your mouth was worn out.

Song Ci had no choice but to take it out with him.

The servants and maids in the yard were all trembling with fright when they saw Miss Zhen, who hadn't come for a long time, suddenly come to the door with a huge white beast.

Song Ci didn't have the patience to comfort them one by one, and led King Yinjiao all the way into Feng's courtyard, startling the cheap mother who was coaxing her son to eat fruit.

After seeing clearly that it was her daughter who came, Feng's eyes immediately turned red, and he choked up and said: "You child is too worried, and you don't even tell the family when you go out. If it wasn't for your brother who missed you, I would I don't know that you left Zhuangzi and went outside."

Song Ci was most afraid of her tears offensive, so he had to apologize sincerely, and took out gifts specially prepared for his younger brothers.

Just as he was about to call out to the three boys, when he turned around, he realized that they had run to King Silver Horn at some point, and were still studying something with their hands behind their backs.

"Horse, big white horse!" The kid in the blue hood shouted, pointing at King Silver Horn.

"What kind of white horse, this is Kunpeng! It's so big!" Another kid in a red belt retorted.

"It doesn't have wings, how can it be a Kunpeng?"

Among the three, the smartest kid rolled his eyes, "Let me ride on it and try it, so you'll know?"

After the kid finished speaking, he grabbed King Silver Horn's hair and climbed up, making the poor big white lion scream in pain. Fortunately, it knew that it was the master's child, so it didn't dare to resist, so it could only lie on the ground .

The bad boy who succeeded grinned happily, "Mom, do you think I'm majestic riding a big dog?"

Feng couldn't help laughing, and hurried up to take his son down, "This is King Silver Horn, your sister's favorite pet, not a dog or a horse, he is the king of beasts, even stronger than a tiger!"

The boy obediently lay in Feng's arms and asked, "What is stronger than a tiger?"

"Lion, King Silver Horn is a rare white lion, and it is rare to see one in a hundred years!"

Feng carried his sons back to the kang in turn, "These boys are getting more and more skinny, and they don't know where to go to mess around for a while. Your adoptive father said that they will be enlightened when they reach their third birthday, so as not to worry about it." There's nowhere to spend energy."

"Brother Yi, they are only so old, they can't run steadily, and they want to study?"

Song Ci stroked the hair on King Yinjiao's neck and asked in surprise.

When the younger brothers were one year old, Lin Ruhai named them Yi, Jin, and Cheng respectively. Now everyone in the family calls Yi, Jin, and Cheng, unlike before, they can only be vague. Call me a grandfather.

"I also persuaded so, but the master felt that he was too old and was afraid of delaying the children, so he was in a hurry to enlighten them."

Thinking of Lin Ruhai's age, Feng sighed secretly.

She understands her daughter's thoughts, she is afraid that the master will change in the future, so she refuses to prolong his life, but what is the use of only a woman in the family.

"Don't worry about the adoptive mother. With the body of the adoptive father, it is difficult to live a long life, but it is easy for the younger brothers to marry wives and have children."

Song Ci cut open a mango and put the pulp into a small bowl on the kang table for his younger brother to eat, "Besides, I brought something for my adoptive father when I went out this time. With them, at least the century-old inheritance of the Lin family can be preserved."

Feng was overjoyed when he heard the words, "That's enough! Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, no matter how far away they are, they don't care, so let them earn it themselves."

Song Ci originally wanted to hand over the things to Lin Ruhai during dinner, and discuss the placement of those foreign warships by the way, but he didn't expect that no one came back when the lanterns were held.

Feng supported the door and looked out anxiously, "Usually at this time, the master will return early, even if he wants to go out to meet guests, he will send someone to say something."

"Perhaps there is a business delay?"

Song Ci took out the gems he found and gave them to his younger brothers to play, "It's not like I won't come back all night, at most I'll stay with you and my brother for one night."

Feng forced a smile, "I've sent someone to look for it, let's eat first, without waiting for him."

Halfway through eating, a servant hurried in from outside and said incoherently: "The street is full of rebellion, and there are officers and soldiers everywhere, yelling that the prince is rebellious, and they are going to enter the palace!"

"what?!"

Feng Shi was startled, knocked over the dishes in his hand, and sat down on the chair, "Where is your master?"

The young servant replied with a pale face: "All the yamen are under strict guard, and even a few important intersections are guarded by heavy soldiers. I really can't find the master, so I came back to report the letter!"

"Mother-in-law, don't worry. I'll go out and have a look later. If there is news about my father-in-law, I will find a way to bring him back."

Fearing that bandits would take advantage of the chaos to hold the family members of important officials hostage, Song Ci ordered King Yinjiao to guard Feng's mother and son at every step, and summoned a group of heavily armed soldiers to guard both the inner and outer courtyards of Lin's mansion, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

She put on a cloak and dangled in the airship and drove towards the palace all the way. She saw many small groups of feudal soldiers fighting and looting in the city, and most of the main force had already fought with the Qing army and wanted to rush into the palace.

A large number of imperial guards had long been guarding the Shenwu Gate, waiting to fight to the death with the bandits after breaking through the city.

Song Ci looked from a distance, and saw several familiar princes wearing armors directing the battle, and the one surrounded by people in the middle was Prince Yong Yinzhen.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the elite army of Fengtai Camp was about to rush into the city gate, and there was no possibility of repeating the battle, she went around the yamen of the Ministry of Rites outside the Qianbu Corridor.

Just looking down a little, I saw a lot of elders with white hair and beard in the yard, either gathering together and whispering, or pacing back and forth in a hurry alone.

Lin Ruhai was also walking up and down the corridor, looking anxious.

Thinking of Feng's concern for Lin Ruhai, Song Ci quietly fell to the ground, whispered in his ear that the family was fine, and stuffed a Queen Anne pistol he got from Fanbang into his arms, keeping it as a gift. For self-defense.

Lin Ruhai might as well hear someone talking, first he was in a daze, then his chest sank, and when he stretched out the objects in his arms, he was overjoyed again, and continued to wander in the corridor as before as if nothing happened.

After solving Feng's thoughts, Song Ci turned his head and drove towards Rongguo Mansion.

She was out of good intentions, fearing that some rebels would rush into Jia's house and hurt people, but she inadvertently broke the inside story of the prince's rebellion.

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