The courtyard is not big, but it is extremely elegant, with a few pruning bamboos swaying by the wall, a few purple water lilies blooming in a small pond, and the orchids blooming just right by the pond, and a faint fragrance floats all over the courtyard with the wind. Cheng Xiang stood at the gate of the yard, dazed for a moment. How long has it been since he visited this yard? Ever since his son won the number one prize at the age of sixteen, he has become extremely stable in his dealings with others, and he doesn't seem to have worried about him anymore. Even though he knew that he was seriously ill this time, he thought he could get out and didn't care about it. He had to think about it. There are too many things going on, the emperor is getting more and more absurd, Wang Xiang's faction and Dong Xiang's faction are facing each other, but they are unprecedentedly consistent in making money. He has tried his best to keep Qingliu's remaining positions.
When he saw Cheng Jia this morning, he couldn't believe his eyes. He hadn't seen him for half a month, and his son had already lost weight like that. When he came back and asked, he found out that he hadn't been able to eat for two days. He vomited whatever he ate, and was shocked He was angry again, although he didn't know why he was so angry that day that he vomited blood, but he must have something to do with that woman. Who the hell is that woman, who can make his son with eyes on the top of his head so sad
"Master?" The servant called out cautiously holding the tray, which woke Cheng Xiang up, stomped his feet angrily, and walked into the house.
"Father?" Cheng Jia leaned against the head of the bed, looked at Cheng Xiang who rushed in with calm eyes, and called out.
"You are so promising? Do you not want to live because of a woman?" Cheng Xiang raised his hand high, but he couldn't let go when he saw his son's pale face without a trace of blood, and said angrily.
"My son doesn't want to live." Cheng Jia smiled lightly, and said, "It's just that I really can't eat."
"Bring it to me!" Cheng Xiang shouted, took a bowl of stewed porridge from the tray in the servant's hand, put it in front of Cheng Jia, and said, "Eat!"
Cheng Jia picked up the porridge and swallowed it obediently. Seeing the bottom of the bowl of porridge, Cheng Xiang showed a slight smile on his face, and said, "That's right, it's just a woman. You can't find anything. See? I heard that the daughter of the Fu family is virtuous and beautiful, and Mr. Fu has always liked you, so tell him as a father."
"Okay." Cheng Jia placed the empty bowl on the tray held by the servant, and nodded with a smile.
Cheng Xiang was even more happy, sighed and said: "Jia'er, you also know that as a father, he is already old, and I will hand over all the Qingliu faction to you in the future! I..."
"Hmm..." Cheng Jia, who had been listening to Cheng Xiang with a faint smile, suddenly covered his mouth, leaned out, and vomited.
The porridge he just ate was spit out intact, with traces of black blood on it. Looking at Cheng Jia who was still vomiting, Cheng Xiang's face turned pale.
"Forget it," Cheng Xiang stood up tremblingly as if he had aged several years, walked slowly towards the door, and sighed: "You can do whatever you want, but you must never marry into the family! "
Looking at his father's back, which seemed to have shrunk all of a sudden, Cheng Jia sat up slowly, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, which made the bloodshot eyes even more bright red.
Do whatever you want? Cheng Jia, think about what you want? Actually, you already knew it, didn't you
"Book case, prepare the sedan chair."
The gate of Duke Dingguo’s Mansion was still closed. Cheng Jia stood under the steps with his hand on the desk, looked at the desk and knocked on the door. A few pieces of paper money came blowing from the other side of the street with the wind, which made him startled, and then remembered that tomorrow would be It's Hungry Ghost Festival.
"Please tell Madam, our son really wants to see you!" Hua An put his foot in the crack of the door, and said to the guard who wanted to close the door as soon as he saw them.
"Our wife is in mourning and cannot see outsiders." The guard said coldly, and then he was about to close the door forcibly.
"Please tell Master Qi that Cheng can find a way to get the account of the Ministry of War." Cheng Jia took two steps forward and said in a low voice.
The guard's face changed slightly, and he said you wait, and then closed the door.
"My lord, can you take a rest?" Looking at Cheng Jia's pale face worriedly, Shuan persuaded.
Cheng Jia shook his head, just looking at the gate, as if his eyes had passed through the layers of doors to the innermost part.
The door opened with a creak, and Yan Qi folded his arms and looked at Cheng Jia who was already on the verge of collapse, and then said, "Come in alone."
Patting the worried-looking Shu An's hand, taking a deep breath, Cheng Jia followed Yan Qi into the door.
Ling Qingyu didn't expect Cheng Jia to lose such weight in just over half a month. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as thin and bony. She was stunned for a moment, stood up, and called, "Go and call Alan."
After walking so much, Cheng Jia had reached her limit, she sat down by herself while supporting the soft couch, then took a sip of water from the tea bowl on the table indifferently, then raised her head and said, "Jia wants to talk to you alone ,feasible?"
Ling Qingyu's face was slightly gloomy, seeing him silent, Cheng Jia was not in a hurry, but just sipped the cold tea in the tea bowl little by little.
"Yan Qi."
Yan Qi nodded, waved lightly, and the maids beside the water pavilion retreated, and then herself and Ying Jiu also retreated.
"With your current strength, even with the help of Heishuiguan, it is impossible to win the world, but if you let the internal strife in the Zhou Dynasty first, when the various factions have their own losses, and then start to gradually swallow it, it is possible, but, How can you be sure that those people will revolt? But it doesn't matter, if they don't revolt, you will naturally find a way to make them revolt. The 30 million yuan in this war, the money is not only deprived from the hands of the people , most of them still came from those big households. Although Wang Xiang's proposal saved their interests and suppressed their dissatisfaction, if people know that the 30 million yuan is actually a profit for one family, then don't say that Dong Xiang will get together. Thinking, other families will be dissatisfied." Looking at Ling Qingyu who was slowly sitting across from him with a serious face, Cheng Jia smiled and said, "Since when did you want to check the Zhao family's military expenses?"
"During the Qixi Festival, I heard Zhao Yinfeng and his group of generals chatting, saying that they didn't get any money, and their expenses were not comparable to those of the Imperial Army. But I have calculated the accounts of Heishuiguan, and I know the approximate military expenses. If they didn't get the money, where did the 30 million yuan go? How do you know I'm checking military expenses?"
"Jia also has some channels of her own. Since she knows that Yan Qi and the others belong to the Red Chamber, it's not difficult to find out." Cheng Jia raised his eyes to look at the direction where Yan Qi was standing, and said with a smile, "Just get to know Xia Tianxiang. It's not hard to know what kind of guests the girls in the building like to receive recently, and what kind of hot topics those guests and girls are talking about."
Yan Qi snorted in a low voice, he was murderous at that moment just now, could it be that some of the people below leaked the news? Ling Qingyu was right, this kid was indeed too smart.
"You have financial resources, Yan Qi's intelligence network, and the military strength of Heishuiguan, but these are not enough. If there is a real uprising, Yan Qi's intelligence network is too weak, and financial resources without military protection are not worth mentioning. , As for the military strength of Heishuiguan, they are too far away, and once they show their heads, they may be attacked by a joint attack. No matter how strong they are, they cannot defeat the alliance between the Zhao family and the forbidden army. So you can only provoke them to fight among themselves first , the question is, how do you fight? You need someone in the court, and I am the most suitable! Let's make a deal, and I will help you. If you want to provoke their disputes, let their ambitions inflate and take risks, I will come forward. And In return..."
Although he kept his face calm and calm, Ling Qingyu was already screaming in his heart, why not be so smart! When he heard the last few sentences, his face couldn't be tense. After staring at him for a few seconds with a look of surprise, he picked up the teacup pretending to be calm, trying to think about how to answer this question by drinking water. sentence.
"I want to be your man." Cheng Jia's face was light, his smile was gentle, and his voice was extremely soft.
puff! Ling Qingyu spat out a mouthful of water.
Elegantly and calmly, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the water stains on his face. Cheng Jia said, "This is in your best interest. You bear the lives of so many people on your body. You can only succeed and not fail. I will be one more. It’s a little more security. Well, Jianjia’s courtyard is too far away, I want the Qi’ao courtyard next to yours.”
"Why?" After coughing twice, Ling Qingyu asked with a hint of embarrassment: "Why?"
Cheng Jia's body couldn't hold on and fell down on the soft back of the soft couch, but still maintained an elegant demeanor, with a lazy smile, and said: "I've thought about what you said for a long time, if I don't help You, you will definitely not be able to succeed, what you said is right, if you want this country to really improve, you can’t do it without completely destroying it, and in this case, Jia will help you."
Ling Qingyu looked at him for a while and said, "What does that have to do with you being my man?"
Cheng Jia's body slowly curled up, and her voice was also weak, as if she couldn't hear it, and said: "Linglong dice An Hongdou, I don't know if I miss you..."
The courtyard is not big, but it is extremely elegant, with a few pruning bamboos swaying by the wall, a few purple water lilies blooming in a small pond, and the orchids blooming just right by the pond, and a faint fragrance floats all over the courtyard with the wind.
Cheng Xiang stood at the gate of the yard, dazed for a moment. How long has it been since he visited this yard? Ever since his son won the number one prize at the age of sixteen, he has become extremely stable in his dealings with others, and he doesn't seem to have worried about him anymore. Even though he knew that he was seriously ill this time, he thought he could get out and didn't care about it. He had to think about it. There are too many things going on, the emperor is getting more and more absurd, Wang Xiang's faction and Dong Xiang's faction are facing each other, but they are unprecedentedly consistent in making money. He has tried his best to keep Qingliu's remaining positions.
When he saw Cheng Jia this morning, he couldn't believe his eyes. He hadn't seen him for half a month, and his son had already lost weight like that. When he came back and asked, he found out that he hadn't been able to eat for two days. He vomited whatever he ate, and was shocked He was angry again, although he didn't know why he was so angry that day that he vomited blood, but he must have something to do with that woman. Who the hell is that woman, who can make his son with eyes on the top of his head so sad
"Master?" The servant called out cautiously holding the tray, which woke Cheng Xiang up, stomped his feet angrily, and walked into the house.
"Father?" Cheng Jia leaned against the head of the bed, looked at Cheng Xiang who rushed in with calm eyes, and called out.
"You are so promising? Do you not want to live because of a woman?" Cheng Xiang raised his hand high, but he couldn't let go when he saw his son's pale face without a trace of blood, and said angrily.
"My son doesn't want to live." Cheng Jia smiled lightly, and said, "It's just that I really can't eat."
"Bring it to me!" Cheng Xiang shouted, took a bowl of stewed porridge from the tray in the servant's hand, put it in front of Cheng Jia, and said, "Eat!"
Cheng Jia picked up the porridge and swallowed it obediently. Seeing the bottom of the bowl of porridge, Cheng Xiang showed a slight smile on his face, and said, "That's right, it's just a woman. You can't find anything. See? I heard that the daughter of the Fu family is virtuous and beautiful, and Mr. Fu has always liked you, so tell him as a father."
"Okay." Cheng Jia placed the empty bowl on the tray held by the servant, and nodded with a smile.
Cheng Xiang was even more happy, sighed and said: "Jia'er, you also know that as a father, he is already old, and I will hand over all the Qingliu faction to you in the future! I..."
"Hmm..." Cheng Jia, who had been listening to Cheng Xiang with a faint smile, suddenly covered his mouth, leaned out, and vomited.
The porridge he just ate was spit out intact, with traces of black blood on it. Looking at Cheng Jia who was still vomiting, Cheng Xiang's face turned pale.
"Forget it," Cheng Xiang stood up tremblingly as if he had aged several years, walked slowly towards the door, and sighed: "You can do whatever you want, but you must never marry into the family! "
Looking at his father's back, which seemed to have shrunk all of a sudden, Cheng Jia sat up slowly, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, which made the bloodshot eyes even more bright red.
Do whatever you want? Cheng Jia, think about what you want? Actually, you already knew it, didn't you
"Book case, prepare the sedan chair."
The gate of Duke Dingguo’s Mansion was still closed. Cheng Jia stood under the steps with his hand on the desk, looked at the desk and knocked on the door. A few pieces of paper money came blowing from the other side of the street with the wind, which made him startled, and then remembered that tomorrow would be It's Hungry Ghost Festival.
"Please tell Madam, our son really wants to see you!" Hua An put his foot in the crack of the door, and said to the guard who wanted to close the door as soon as he saw them.
"Our wife is in mourning and cannot see outsiders." The guard said coldly, and then he was about to close the door forcibly.
"Please tell Master Qi that Cheng can find a way to get the account of the Ministry of War." Cheng Jia took two steps forward and said in a low voice.
The guard's face changed slightly, and he said you wait, and then closed the door.
"My lord, can you take a rest?" Looking at Cheng Jia's pale face worriedly, Shuan persuaded.
Cheng Jia shook his head, just looking at the gate, as if his eyes had passed through the layers of doors to the innermost part.
The door opened with a creak, and Yan Qi folded his arms and looked at Cheng Jia who was already on the verge of collapse, and then said, "Come in alone."
Patting the worried-looking Shu An's hand, taking a deep breath, Cheng Jia followed Yan Qi into the door.
Ling Qingyu didn't expect Cheng Jia to lose such weight in just over half a month. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as thin and bony. She was stunned for a moment, stood up, and called, "Go and call Alan."
After walking so much, Cheng Jia had reached her limit, she sat down by herself while supporting the soft couch, then took a sip of water from the tea bowl on the table indifferently, then raised her head and said, "Jia wants to talk to you alone ,feasible?"
Ling Qingyu's face was slightly gloomy, seeing him silent, Cheng Jia was not in a hurry, but just sipped the cold tea in the tea bowl little by little.
"Yan Qi."
Yan Qi nodded, waved lightly, and the maids beside the water pavilion retreated, and then herself and Ying Jiu also retreated.
"With your current strength, even with the help of Heishuiguan, it is impossible to win the world, but if you let the internal strife in the Zhou Dynasty first, when the various factions have their own losses, and then start to gradually swallow it, it is possible, but, How can you be sure that those people will revolt? But it doesn't matter, if they don't revolt, you will naturally find a way to make them revolt. The 30 million yuan in this war, the money is not only deprived from the hands of the people , most of them still came from those big households. Although Wang Xiang's proposal saved their interests and suppressed their dissatisfaction, if people know that the 30 million yuan is actually a profit for one family, then don't say that Dong Xiang will get together. Thinking, other families will be dissatisfied." Looking at Ling Qingyu who was slowly sitting across from him with a serious face, Cheng Jia smiled and said, "Since when did you want to check the Zhao family's military expenses?"
"During the Qixi Festival, I heard Zhao Yinfeng and his group of generals chatting, saying that they didn't get any money, and their expenses were not comparable to those of the Imperial Army. But I have calculated the accounts of Heishuiguan, and I know the approximate military expenses. If they didn't get the money, where did the 30 million yuan go? How do you know I'm checking military expenses?"
"Jia also has some channels of her own. Since she knows that Yan Qi and the others belong to the Red Chamber, it's not difficult to find out." Cheng Jia raised his eyes to look at the direction where Yan Qi was standing, and said with a smile, "Just get to know Xia Tianxiang. It's not hard to know what kind of guests the girls in the building like to receive recently, and what kind of hot topics those guests and girls are talking about."
Yan Qi snorted in a low voice, he was murderous at that moment just now, could it be that some of the people below leaked the news? Ling Qingyu was right, this kid was indeed too smart.
"You have financial resources, Yan Qi's intelligence network, and the military strength of Heishuiguan, but these are not enough. If there is a real uprising, Yan Qi's intelligence network is too weak, and financial resources without military protection are not worth mentioning. , As for the military strength of Heishuiguan, they are too far away, and once they show their heads, they may be attacked by a joint attack. No matter how strong they are, they cannot defeat the alliance between the Zhao family and the forbidden army. So you can only provoke them to fight among themselves first , the question is, how do you fight? You need someone in the court, and I am the most suitable! Let's make a deal, and I will help you. If you want to provoke their disputes, let their ambitions inflate and take risks, I will come forward. And In return..."
Although he kept his face calm and calm, Ling Qingyu was already screaming in his heart, why not be so smart! When he heard the last few sentences, his face couldn't be tense. After staring at him for a few seconds with a look of surprise, he picked up the teacup pretending to be calm, trying to think about how to answer this question by drinking water. sentence.
"I want to be your man." Cheng Jia's face was light, his smile was gentle, and his voice was extremely soft.
puff! Ling Qingyu spat out a mouthful of water.
Elegantly and calmly, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the water stains on his face. Cheng Jia said, "This is in your best interest. You bear the lives of so many people on your body. You can only succeed and not fail. I will be one more. It’s a little more security. Well, Jianjia’s courtyard is too far away, I want the Qi’ao courtyard next to yours.”
"Why?" After coughing twice, Ling Qingyu asked with a hint of embarrassment: "Why?"
Cheng Jia's body couldn't hold on and fell down on the soft back of the soft couch, but still maintained an elegant demeanor, with a lazy smile, and said: "I've thought about what you said for a long time, if I don't help You, you will definitely not be able to succeed, what you said is right, if you want this country to really improve, you can’t do it without completely destroying it, and in this case, Jia will help you."
Ling Qingyu looked at him for a while and said, "What does that have to do with you being my man?"
Cheng Jia's body slowly curled up, and her voice was also weak, as if she couldn't hear it, and said: "Linglong dice An Hongdou, I don't know if I miss you..."