In the ancestral hall on the west courtyard of Ningguo Mansion, the deep red dawn light reflects the inside and outside the hall.

The servant, girl, and the outside tribe could only see the pair of brightly framed couplets on both sides of the inner hall.

The trees here are deep, ancient trees are vast, and the sky seems a little quiet.

He wore a big red robe, a brocade pheasant patch, and a red lips and white teeth, which made Jia Cong, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, particularly outstanding.

He took the lead in burning incense and worshipped the ancestors. Looking back, the female relatives and other men of Jia Mu, Jia She were all together.

It's been so many years.

This is home.

Although the feeling of home is more or less.

Jia Mu is already old and doesn't care about family affairs. Although Jia She looks red and has gained weight, and has enjoyed so many years of glory and wealth, she looks very much like a long time...

After all, Jia Zheng’s grandson Jia Lan is only one or two years younger than Jia Cong… It can be seen that Jia She has lived enough…

Once upon a time, Jia Cong was looking forward to Jia She's death quickly.

But now, if you don’t care about family affection, you are afraid that filial piety will affect your official career and ambitions, Jia Cong hopes that Jia She will live for a few more years... You must not affect yourself... It’s a pity that you fail!

Isn’t this fate messing with people?

Looking at the handsome and elegant Jia Lian... Cough cough, why do you feel that there is a green Hulunbuir prairie on your head?

Jia Cong only remembered Wang Xifeng at this time - in fact, he couldn't say that, after all, divorced his wife, and he couldn't be considered a greedy person.

Jia Rui and Jia Huan are both old.

Li Wan was just behind Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang, and Mrs. Xing was more lustful. At this time, Li Wan was not ready to look at Jia Cong earnestly, or say goodbye reluctantly, but instead she was faint.

Of course, Jia Cong didn't look at her much.

"Everyone has dispersed, there is no need to send them too far away." When Jia Cong arrived at the gate of Ningguo Mansion, he turned around and turned around and said.

Jia Zheng just said a few words like "Only by repaying the emperor's kindness, don't worry about family affairs", and there was nothing else to say.

Jia She also felt that it was inappropriate to teach Jia Cong a lesson as a father. This is the imperial teacher! This is also a very wonderful and subtle change.

Mrs. Wang felt quite unwilling to accept it. What about Baoyu? Baoyu was in the crowd, not conspicuous at all...

Later, Shi Nai and Shi Ding came to see him off, followed by Dong Anguo, Minister of Justice, Minister of Revenue, Bi Zhong, Minister of Revenue, Liu Dongsheng, Censor of the Censorate, etc., as well as some eunuchs in the palace and the emperor's gifts.

One hundred models led the way to the willow bank of Dongbianmen, and the prosperity of kindness was unprecedented.

Mrs. Wang and the others only stopped outside the Ningguo Mansion, in front of the two very clean stone lions. At this point, Jia Cong had already achieved great momentum and was full of wings. So what could she do if she was unwilling to accept it?

"Oh..." Mrs. Wang could only sigh.

Jia Mu no longer spoke much, Amber supported her.

On the other side, the waterway pier outside Dongbianmen.

The imperial court equipped Jia Cong with a ship of inland rivers.

This inland warship is the largest four hundred-material warship, eight meter long, six feet nine inches long, and one meter seven feet wide.

It is the main battleship of the mainland navy and the commander's command ship.

It not only represents the reliance on Jia Cong, but also represents the majesty of the court.

On the two masts on the boat, flags fluttered away from the sun, and a flag of "I ordered the commander of the five provinces to supervise the army" fluttered in the wind.

The warships were equipped with tubular firearms.

There were also Baochai who bid farewell to this pier. Yingchun and the others, Yingchun and Baochai were even more plump, but Baochai was a little thinner. Jia Cong said calmly: "For the second sister's marriage, I mentioned to my father that the Qin family's husband is of good character. Although it is not a family of princes, it seems that we do not dislike the poor and love the rich... As for the third sister, the son of the Zhou family, who commanded the Zhenhai family, has met several times. Maybe in a few years, I will come back and everyone will have their own place. Isn't it a good thing?"

Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun were very shy when they talked about marriage. They all lowered their heads and spat, rolling their eyes to Jia Cong.

"Hahaha..." Jia Cong stepped onto the deck with great enthusiasm.

"Haha..." Lin Daiyu giggled, Jia Baoyu was so delicious.

Jia Baoyu didn't want to come at first, but Lin Daiyu and the sisters all came here, how could he not come?

"Rise the anchor!"

The boatmen and sailors used wooden machinery to lift the anchor weighing hundreds of pounds, and the sails of the two masts instantly bulged.

The ship was getting farther and farther away. Jia Cong, dressed in a red robe, waved his hand casually. Not much sadness was seen, the large warship left Dongbianmen. In Xiangling, Qingwen's farewell with red eyes.

When the warships completely disappeared, only other canals were left, and the willows on the shore were swaying, but they were still reluctant to leave. Xue Baochai seemed to be still instructing the servants and asking about their well-being before leaving.

I have no feelings before marriage, and I have been unable to part with it since marriage.

But she couldn't express that kind of feeling, worried about him and herself. Once the court heard the impeachment of her husband, she would feel very panicked. She pretended to be calm in panic. No matter how elegant and dignified she was, she was still a woman in her early twenties...

"Mom, let's take the sisters back..."

Aunt Xue nodded, her fat body sluggished for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Baochai, Cong'er's power and prestige, no one can stop her family... You can't hear some bad words... Alas... My miserable daughter..."

"..." Xue Baochai's teeth nippled her red lips, and her bright waves of water-like almond eyes looked straight at the lake, as if the flowing lake water turned into a faint sigh...

My daughter is worried and regrets her husband's desire to be a title.

At this time, Lin Daiyu looked at her with a slight look. She felt that she seemed to be much lucky compared to Sister Bao...

Lucky?

...

"No one can stop Jia Cong? Impossible!"

In the royal residence of the royal city, Prince Zhongshun Ling Juechu, knocked on the fan with a jade pendant in his hand, picked up the iced grapes in the other hand, sat on the Grand Master's chair, and asked Jiang Yuhan to sing and have fun comfortably: "Why are there so many people who are against the emperor when praying for rain in the Temple of Heaven?"

"Because they are afraid, because they have found a good excuse."

"If the memorials that do not conform to the ancestral system can become more and more intense, the emperor will be confused and lost, or cannot withstand the offensive of too many people, then he can trip Jia Cong. Unfortunately... the effort is in vain!"

"What the prince said!" Gao Wenqi tried his best to express his admiration.

"Jia Cong cannot succeed!"

"There are too many variables to go to the southeast to go to the sea... The second brother must be unwilling to accept it."

"And I, who is sitting in the capital, and my disciples, can enjoy the blessings of my prince for the rest of my life even if I don't take power! I will disgust him a few more times in secret! Only then can I avenge me a few times! Humph! I will definitely not let him come back safely again!"

"Fourth brother, fourth brother! You must have miscalculated this time!"

Ling Juechu snorted coldly, even the big belly piled in the Taishi Chair trembled rhythmically with his cold snorting and stage Kunqu Opera.

Gao Wenqi was shocked, and he felt Prince Zhongshun's murderous aura!

So what if Jia Cong is the most powerful minister? Will he be able to live a revenge by the prince?

...

East and west Shandong, south of Dezhou, Linqing City.

A national metropolis developed by the Grand Canal has a population of one million. The Grand Canal, Wei Canal, and Yuan Dynasty Canal flow out of Kaopeng Street, Linqing City.

Sitting on a luxurious restaurant on the Khao Piao Street, Jia Cong was also very comfortable and comfortable.

Just like the Spanish king sitting in the palace, through the window, you can see the endless bloody colonial transportation materials on the river port outside the window, huge regional price difference profits, slave trade, gold and silver, silk porcelain.

Although the situation here in Linqing cannot be said that, the huge sense of accomplishment is the same.

The others are a little tired and boring when traveling on the journey. After all, Jia Cong was not Emperor Yang of Sui and needed ten thousand people to pull boats and equip several beautiful women.

There is a famous academy on Kaopeng Street, which is famous in Shandong, namely Qingyuan Academy.

"The inland warship sailed directly to Zhaoqing, Guangdong. I will take Portugal to take action at the first stop!" Jia Cong's face was expressionless, but his aide Guan Chaosheng had already seen Jia Cong's fangs!

Standing up, Jia Cong looked into the river with his hands behind his back: "I can't lose! Dashun cannot lose! I have lost a bargaining chip from Sima Feijian! There are also many spearheads and guns behind me! I can only make a big deal! Let them see!"

After a moment, Ai Shuangshuang sent a letter in. It turned out that the news of the rebellion of the King of Qin had been received in the capital. Jia Cong remained indifferent and only ordered to speed up and not to stay for more.

The thin and tall management team Ai Shuangshuang said again: "There is news from Qingyuan Academy that the director of the academy and the students discussed the government's affairs, saying that it is inappropriate to promote craftsmen and deal with overseas Chinese, which is not in line with Zhou Li..."

"According to the budget, others secretly investigated... the retired mountain chief Li Liangzhi is the brother of Li Shanzhi, the young minister of Taipu Temple... and how many of the Qi Party in Shandong are from Zhang Fenyi and Yu Chenglong's faction..."

"The Linqing magistrate is negotiating with Li Liangzhi. It is true that the closer the General Secretary is to Linqing, the more intense their ruthless discussions on the government will be!"

Guan Chaosheng came forward to stop him: "Dongweng, this is probably a provocation method. If you move rashly, the resistance will inevitably become more intense."

"It's okay!" Jia Cong shook his head and said, "A scholar who stepped down and a academy that is not in the system, everything that is reactionary is a paper tiger! The model passes my order! Driving the warship over!"

"yes!"

...

At the foot of the mountain on the side of Qingyuan Academy, in the evening, reeds gently drifted in the wind.

On the first deck of the warship, there was a nanmu chair. Jia Cong was wearing a large black cloak and an official hat on his head, and his face was full of hostility that could not be concealed!

It seems that the water in this canal is also dyed red!
Chapter completed!