Chapter 551: The Thief (Part 2)

Cao family, east government, west cross courtyard.

Jinghui listened to the story of Tibetan Xiang and Yin Xiang, and her eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

Tibetan Xiang was waiting by Cao Shuo for a long time, afraid that Jinghui would misunderstand him, so she hurriedly said, "Second grandma, these things are gifts received by the Third Master during the wedding, not grandma's dowry. Is this... Could it be the Third Master... who changed the money and went to supplement the Xiang, after all, she has two bodies and needs to be raised well..."

Jinghui nodded, looked at the two of them, and said, "Don't show off in advance. When the Third Master comes back in the evening, you will say that I already know this. If he doesn't have a silver man, I will still have some self-confidence over there..."

Even though he said that, Jinghui was worried.

The last time she asked someone to send Tianxiang to Zhuangzi, she told the people there that if Cao Shuo went there, she would reply to the letter here. If there were not many times, she would be able to help hide it; if there were too many times, she would be able to persuade her.

Cao Shuo didn't go to see Tianxiang, where did these things go...

Today is April 20th, the grand dynasty meeting.

In the Changchun Garden Arrow Hall, people were surging, and court officials whispered in groups of three or three. From time to time, coughing sounds came, accompanied by them, making people feel particularly depressing.

Cao Yong stood in the queue, but his eyes were watching the nose and the nose were watching the heart, and he remained motionless, and he was honest and tight.

Although he was so sleepy that he was fighting with his eyes, Cao Yan could only hold on. After all, this was a place for the cemetery, so he didn't dare to relax and let himself fall asleep.

Otherwise, the crime of "despising the ruling power" and "injuring the rituals in front of the emperor" will be punished, but people will not be able to take advantage of it.

I was struggling until midnight last night, and I was really a sin.

After the third update this morning, Cao Yong yawned and got up early.

Because of his short sleep and a hangover, he felt pain in his temples and pain, so he kept rubbing them hard with his hands.

Chu Yu was a little guilty. He thought about his thoughts last night and even forgot that this was the court meeting.

After serving Cao Yong, he changed his court clothes. Chu Yu looked up at the clock. It was already Chouchu (1:00 a.m.) and he had no time to have breakfast.

She packed two packs of snacks and asked Cao Yong to mattress the road.

Cao Yong didn't have appetite, but he felt thirsty and attracted several cups of tea to recover.

Cao Yong was feeling uncomfortable and didn't want to eat. So he asked Chuyu to cook some millet porridge in the kitchen after dawn, mix some pickles, and deliver it to the yamen at noon.

Now, he regrets it.

I was so hungry that I was whining, and my mouth was so dry.

Thirsty, hungry and exhausted are his portrayal of this moment.

I felt bored all over, otherwise it would be so uncomfortable. Although it was because of a hangover, I was more hungry. If I had heard of Chu Yu in the morning and brought some snacks on the way, it wouldn't be so uncomfortable.

The hunger you are, the food you think will be.

Nowadays, what he cares about the most is fried dough sticks and tofu brain. Speaking of which, he rarely uses breakfast outside, and does not know whether he missed his previous life or other reasons, but he just felt that he could not think about it.

A bowl of snow-white tofu brain, poured with a spoon of oil and a spoonful of spicy food, and a fried dough stick. This is the best breakfast.

After a while, he returned to the city and decided to find a place to drink a bowl. Cao Yong closed his eyes and thought about it, and he had already made up his mind.

I ate a bowl outside first, and when I go home at night, I will ask the kitchen to make tofu brains and give it to the children tomorrow morning.

Due to his request, most of the children in the mansion drank milk. Only the second child among the twins, Zuo Cheng, was weak and had diarrhea after drinking milk, but he did not drink it.

If you can’t drink milk, soy milk is OK.

When Cao Yong thought of this, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He seemed to pay too little attention to his family.

Since he beat his parents to Beijing, he thought he was relieved and rarely asked about things at home. Thinking about it carefully, it was really unreasonable.

I haven't told a story to Niu Niu for a long time. I had thought about building a playground for a few monkeys, but it has not yet been settled.

Thinking about Chu Yu again, he had to take care of the children and care for his mother, and his chin was already sharp.

Have you been too "dedicated" recently and neglected at home?

Not only that, the husband has been to Xishan twice, and he said he wanted to accompany him, but he was also a mistake.

The little monk Zhiran, the inner demon didn’t know how it was resolved, it was already a month without seeing each other.

When he heard the sound of whips from afar, Cao Yong straightened his body and opened his eyes.

Today's morning court started with the remarks of the Ministry of Rites, and did not mention the war in the northwest from the beginning.

Those who have been teaching Jinshi for three years and who have been in the examination for the best candidates will be able to choose officials before the end of the month, and will be reissued if they are missing. Those who fail the examination will return to their original candidates.

As for the former Minister of Personnel, Xu Chao, sacrificed his burial ceremony, he also appointed Xu Taozhang as a Jinshi, as a compiler of Hanlin Academy, Miao Yuezao, and Fu Wanglu as an editor of Hanlin Academy...

Those who are big and small are responsible for the responsibilities of the Ministry of Rites, so they report it for a while.

Many people stared at the back of the head of the Minister of Rites He Shuozi, and were full of complaints in their hearts. This is just a verbal remedy.

Could it be that everyone is thinking about the Northwest War and is still talking endlessly here...

It took only two quarters of an hour before the affairs of the Ministry of Rites were completed.

Kangxi's face was as deep as water, looking down at the princes and officials in the hall. Although they all acted in obedience, it was an indisputable fact that people's hearts were fluctuating.

There is an old saying that goes, "Civil officials do not love money, military officials are not afraid of death, and peace will be achieved in the world."

This is great now. Although military officials are not afraid of death, there are not many civil officials who don’t like money. The world looks "peace" on the surface, but in fact it is undercurrents.

The treasury has been gnawed all over by these "borers".

The dignified empire did not even have the money to quell the scabies rebellion. How could he be the emperor?

This is because it was only possible to transfer some money from the inner treasury in private, which could be considered as paying the money for half a year for several people. Only the Minister of Revenue and several Grand Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue knew about this matter, which was considered a secret.

Recently, this request to fight and flew to the imperial front like snowflakes. Kangxi only smiled bitterly when he saw it.

Several of these individuals are aiming to "loyalty to the emperor and serve the country", but they just want to make military achievements and reward silver.

When he saw Cao Yin bowing aside, Kangxi couldn't help but frown slightly.

Even as an emperor, he was still a mortal with seven emotions and six desires. Kangxi was inexplicably moved by the "happy events" from the Cao Mansion.

I was also happy, but I was also faintly jealous and was also picky about Cao Yin.

However, the older I get, the less intelligent I am. I have been in the Ministry of Rites for more than half a year and have not achieved much.

But he forgot that he arranged for Cao Yin to go to the Ministry of Rites, and he was originally going to go to Rongyang. He was originally a light provincial government office, and Cao Yin was also the deputy chief official, so he naturally didn't want to interfere in political affairs.

Immediately, Kangxi took his thoughts, after all, it was not the time to worry about it now.

The note posted by the Ministry of War immediately made everyone in the hall stern their ears suffocate.

Hami's war report was back. According to the Gansu Admiral Shi Yide, on March 26, Pan Zhishan, the guerrilla garrison of Hami, led 200 flag soldiers, and together with Hami Han King Baike'ermin, who defeated more than 2,000 invading Cewang Alabutan soldiers, causing the bandits to retreat twenty miles away.

Although it sounds like a victory, few people took it seriously.

The Mongols are the most fierce. Even if they are temporarily forced to retreat, the distance between twenty miles and a fast horse is only an hour, and they can reach them in an instant.

Even if this siege fails, there is another next time.

Maybe we have fought for thousands of miles for several rounds.

Even if there is no water in this battle report, Cewang Alabutan brought more than 2,000 troops. When can the 200 cavalry garrisons stationed in the city last?

Not to mention the merits of defending the territory, "kill ninety people, capture three people alive, and repel more than two thousand people." No matter when it is placed, it can be said that it has outstanding military achievements.

He heard Kangxi say, "There are very few officers and soldiers, and they fight for the first place, killing more than 2,000 thieves, which is very commendable. All the officers and soldiers who are injured and killed, Hami soldiers should be given mercy. The Ministry of War will promptly discuss the report."

Yin Tebu, the Minister of War, thought that he had already made a charter, so he bowed and replied: "Report to the Lord, the emperor, the ministers of the Ministry have already written a letter together after discussing it." As he said that, he took the letter from his cuffs and put his hands on his head.

Kangxi nodded, and the eunuch had already taken the note from Yin Tebu and handed it to the desk of the imperial court.

The meaning of several officials from the Ministry of War was that according to the rules of first being outside and then inside, one officer of the Ministry of War and one officer of the Lifan Academy was sent to Hami to the last time Khan Baike Emin. As for the two hundred flag soldiers who fought bravely and killed the virus, whether they were injured in battle, they continued to stick to Hami, and then discussed it again after the matter was decided.

"Authentication!" Kangxi closed the memorial and spoke.

Afterwards, Yin Tebu retreated to his position, and the errands of the Ministry of War were considered to have been reported.

After hearing the war situation in the northwest, everyone became more and more jealous.

If a Han guerrilla who was from the third rank could take advantage of this "easiness" and gain such military merits, how could these Eight Banners children fall behind the Southern Barbarians?

Kangxi then ordered the Grand Secretary, Shangshu and others to say, but he heard everyone from the blue: "Zebuzundanba Hutuketu, sent a member of the capable officials to travel to the post and ordered Hutuketu to quickly send people to Cewang Alabutan. The most holy emperor of China, Da Pei benevolent and kind, wanted to share peace in the world. You sent troops for no reason and were defeated by the two hundred flag soldiers stationed in Hami and the Huizi of Hami. Now that he has been defeated, how can you live? Why not send envoys to the emperor to kneel down and ask for guilt. If you don't beg like this, you will definitely add heaven to the heaven to fight..."

This is to be pacified, not wiped out!

But thousands of restless Eruts dare to do such a big deal and should be punished severely. How can they tolerate it?

In this case, after repeated recurrence, where is the majesty of the court?

Cao Yan was not enthusiastic about martial arts, and he was thinking that the pen and post mentioned in the war report were always kept.

Speaking of which, this is not a stranger.

He was the clan of Yongqing, a branch of the Earl's Mansion, and his grandfather was the concubine's brother of Yongqing's grandfather.

When Yongqing was in Beijing in his early years, this was the Wanyan clan who had few contacts.

Cao Yan had also encountered two encounters and drank wine at Yongqing's house together.

After Yongqing left Beijing, Cao Yong never saw Chang Baoshuo again. He only knew that he had added a letter and later went out to work as a businessman. He didn't expect that he actually went to Hami.

The pen style is the top wear of the eighth grade.
To be continued...