Chapter 297
This winter is particularly cold, before the middle of winter, there have been several heavy snowfalls, the official road from the capital to Datong has frozen hard, but it is much better than before to walk - this road was quite seriously damaged when the Vara entered the Kou last year, there are many places that collapse and crack, although the imperial court has invested a lot of energy in repairing, but there are still many potholes, in the spring and summer when it rains, it is full of yellow soup, almost impossible to walk at all.
Although it is winter, but the official road is not too deserted, people can still be seen from time to time, and the post station is also full of carriages and horses - except for the most fierce time last year, the caravans to and from the Datong area, the materials carried are always more than the population of Datong needs, to put it bluntly, although the dynasty banned trade with Warat, only allowed 'tribute returns', but so many people in Warat are there, to eat and drink, the demand for porcelain and tea is very realistic, last year there was a fight, It's been two years since there was no tributary trade, silk or something, it is considered a luxury, the Warat people can not do without, but the tea cannot be drunk, and the dishes used for eating are also well made by the Han people. He also kept leading people to attack Datong and Xuanfu, not just because he was in a panic, he had a realistic need for materials, and if he couldn't buy them, he could only grab them.
There is a market where there is demand, there are few frontier guards, there are few who do not smuggle trade, as long as they do not carry prohibited goods, the factory guards will turn a blind eye, will not block the way of people and money, and will not even return to the capital...... After all, the factory guard is also the yamen of the imperial court, after all, it is in a circle, and everything is left behind, so we can see each other in the future.
But today, the Jinyi Wei Datong Thousand Households Bao Da Da is regretted his own thought at that time, from the morning on the road out of Datong, he began to worry, such as today in the twilight, the group also approached the post station - this area is flat, far away you can see from the capital to Datong direction of the caravan, one after another to the post station. Every time this group of people came over, Lord Bao's heart trembled fiercely: he just looked forward to the one in the car in front of him, and didn't notice the number of caravans.
Jinyiwei is in the country that is fourteen thousand households, this Jinyiwei thousand households are the five high-ranking officials, especially the thousands of households in Datong, and those relatives in Beijing with a thousand household titles are different, it can be said that it is one of the best real power in the country, and the internal and external power is not small, that is, in front of the eunuchs and Datong guards in Datong Town, Lord Bao can straighten his waist and speak, but now he is in front of the two people sitting in the carriage in front of him, but he is still respectful, and he doesn't even dare to say a word. In this weather when the water turned into ice, he left his station, and fell crookedly in the carriage to the capital, just because of the man's casual command. "You follow, and there is a care on the way."
Master Bao followed, not daring to say a word, even on the road, he tried his best to shrink into his carriage, never daring to have any extra contact with the two in front of him.
From Datong along the Great Wall, walk for a few days to reach Juyong Pass, but now Wara often offends the side, this road is not very flat, caravans generally take the inner line, a day a journey, from a post station to the next post station, everyone has to go like this, even if this line of people has a special identity, but it is no exception, although they are heading in the direction of the capital, but they do not take the usual fastest route of Guangling, Ulzhou - this road is generally used to transport military funds, is not to meet many caravans, but is a road with the caravans, Out of Datong two days, has met no less than ten groups of caravans to stay at a post station, even a fool should also know that there is something wrong, today is not to stay in Wangjiazhuang Station, has met five or six groups of people, Bao Daren's heart is not like hanging fifteen buckets of water, after all, he and this deep background, the father-in-law who has won the holy favor does not have much friendship, although usually there is little filial piety, but this bit of effort, at most in exchange for some face, really angered him, he was pushed to the end, that is, a sentence of things.
Fortunately, he was afraid that he didn't have time to worry about this these days, and Master Bao could only comfort himself like this now-compared to the smuggling caravan, the father-in-law's mind must have been on the other person in the carriage......
Thinking of that person, he couldn't help but shudder: Master Bao is a Jinyi Wei Qianhu, and he is an official in a confidant like Datong, of course, he was a saint before he went to work, and he is not too old, so it is impossible not to remember the appearance of the first emperor. But what do people want to say about this? Now that the heir emperor has been on the throne for more than a year, the crown prince has also been established, the queen has also been sealed, and four of the six Shangshu have died, and now they are all promoted...... This court has settled down, how can he have room to speak? This kind of thing is not something that an organization like Jinyiwei can say anything more. Since the court said that he was a fake, then ...... That bag can only be regarded as a fake.
said so, but if he wanted to ignore that person in person, like that father-in-law, he didn't salute when he saw him, and he didn't say anything in his mouth - Lord Bao was also uncomfortable in his heart, maybe it was a habit he had developed over the years, when he saw that person, his knees were weak, and he just wanted to bend, and he wanted to say a word to him with a straight face, and Lord Bao's heart could beat for a long time, and a wave of regret and shame would rise in his heart. Rao is he has been abducted and deceived over the years, and has done some taboo and conscienceless things, but at this time, Lord Bao is really and his conscience is greatly disturbed, even if he is worried about his future, he has no motivation to flatter the father-in-law, and he has never ridden a horse on both sides of the carriage, but honestly sat in the carriage, patronizing his heart like numbness.
There are never many of them, that is, more than a dozen, and someone will set off early in the morning, clear the room in the post station, boil hot water, and hold the factory guard token, even if it is a high-ranking official, they have to avoid it, not to mention that generally speaking, they are not qualified to live in the caravan of the post station? No matter how many people there are, they can't delay the rest of this group, and even in the carriage yard, a row of empty stables has already been prepared, which is for them to bolt the car.
Although it was a bumpy day on the road, Master Bao didn't want to get out of the carriage at all, seeing that the car stopped in front of the post station, and there was already movement in front of the car, he gritted his teeth and hurriedly got out of the car, counting his steps, catching up with the father-in-law's movements, and after he helped the other person in the car out of the car, he walked to the two of them just right.
"The factory has worked hard." He ignored the other person, and said flatteringly to one of the middle-aged waiters, "Please come into the house and rest - drink a few more sips of hot soup, the little ones should have prepared hot water for soaking their feet in the morning, and they will have a good meal after eating, and they will be able to eat well when they arrive in Lingqiu tomorrow." β
This factory man is about fifty years old this year, he has a white face and beard, and his body is stocky and strong, although he is so flattered by Lord Bao, but his expression is introverted, but he does not give people a sense of domineering, and after listening to Lord Bao's words, he only nodded slightly, "Nianfeng has also worked hard, so you don't have to be polite, let's go in and rest together." β
These days, everyone is eating in the room, and there is no common practice of sharing dinner between ordinary companions, except for the conversation before getting on and off the car, there is no contact, Bao listened to the instructions of the factory father, but also as if he was amnesty, he waved his hand, "Factory father, please!" β
But the factory man did not move, but turned to the man and said, "Please." β
Master Bao couldn't help but peek at the manβthis glance, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The whole process of taking this person back to China, he was on the side to witness, the Warat people didn't ask for a penny, and they also filled in some loot to send him back, but I was afraid that he was angry, although he didn't let him walk naked back to the territory of the country, but the treatment was definitely not good, when he first came, he was so thin that the flesh on his face was dry, and he walked upside down, and he didn't even have the strength to speak. After more than ten days of rest, he seems to be much healthier, and there are some ruddy shadows on his face, but his expression is blank, as if his soul is still lost in Wara, and since he came back, Master Bao has not heard a word from him.
Although the appearance is still the same, to be honest, compared with him before, he is already like two people......
To the factory man's words, the man just nodded, put on a hat, consciously lowered the edge of the hat, followed behind the factory man, and quietly entered the post station. Master Bao waited for them to leave, and then he exhaled deeply, and then raised his weak feet and crossed the threshold.
I went back to the room and used the meal, washed with hot water, went out, and it was a post station without a shop in front of the village, and there was nothing to entertain, Lord Bao called a personal soldier to pinch his shoulder, and he was ready to sleep, but after he lay down, he found a problem - this Wang Jiazhuang post is estimated to be not many officials, and the repair is also careless, there is a small hole in the wall of his room and the next room, and it is unobstructed on his side, that is, a painting is hung on the other side, blocking the light, But the sound of the room over there could be heard through the walls without any obstruction.
After his room quieted down, the sound of the neighbors walking around and drinking water was in the ears, and he wanted to scold, but he didn't think about it again - generally speaking, he and the factory man's room were sandwiched between the man's room, and when he entered the house just now, he saw that the factory man entered the innermost part of the corridor, so in this way, in the next room, isn't it ......
Master Bao has nothing to say: stay up, anyway, you can sleep in the carriage tomorrow.
However, the neighbor drank a few sips of water, and walked around to estimate that he was undressing, washing or something, and after a while, he quieted down, and Lord Bao closed his eyes and silently recited a few Heart Sutras, and slowly fell into a drowsy, and he didn't even dare to sleep, lest if he snored and disturbed the rest of the person, he should be guilty of a capital crime.
I don't know how long it took, he nodded suddenly, and suddenly woke up from his dream, and for a moment he didn't know what was happening, and then he came back to his senses when the sound of people came from the room - it must have been this unusual movement that made him alert.
ββ¦β¦ Really going to do it? This voice was a little unfamiliar, and Master Bao thought for a while before he was sure - it should be the person's voice.
ββ¦β¦ Please take medication. The voice of the factory is not loud, but in the quiet night, it is clear that it is clear, "There is some decency between each other." β
"Decent?" The man smiled, his tone was quite calm, "What kind of decency are you talking about now, when did you think about leaving me decent?" β
The factory didn't answer, and after a while, the man's tone was a little more pleading and eager, "Even if I am allowed to go back, what can I do!" I...... Can I still want to do what the emperor does? If you want to kill, let me always kill my wife and children again! β
"Please take some medicine." The tone of the factory man was still so unhurried, as if he was gossiping with the man, but apart from this sentence, he didn't say anything, and he didn't care about the meaning of the man's words at all.
The man's voice was already a little trembling, "Since it's you...... I'm afraid it's not my mother's idea, right? β
He didn't wait for the factory to answer, and said to himself, "My brother doesn't seem to be such a vicious person...... Could it be that the concubine can't do it? β
Lord Bao was already frightened at this time, and he couldn't wait to cover his ears and run as far as possible, but at this time, in the dead of night, he must be able to hear the slightest movement here, and he must be able to hear it clearly, how dare he act rashly? He didn't even dare to turn over, but just lay there stiffly, listening to the factory officer's reply. "The noble concubine is now the Empress Dowager of the West Palace."
"Hehe, good, good ......" The man's voice trembled, obviously his heart was surging with emotion, and he couldn't help himself, "What a Queen Mother of the West Palace......"
He coughed a few times, and then said, "The virtue of earnestly teaching in the Qianqing Palace that day is really not as good as the honorific title of the Empress Dowager of the West Palace...... Unexpectedly, now, it has come to the step of poisoning in the middle of the night. β
The factory was silent, and after a while, the man asked again, "Is it ...... She doesn't have anything to say to me? The Queen's sideβ"
"Empress Zhuangsu has always thought that you have died in the civil change," said the factory fairly, "The Empress Dowager does not feel the need to debunk it, in her heart, you have already been killed as early as that day." β
There was a low, maniacal laugh from the neighborhood, as if some wild beast was roaring in the snow, and the dog in the inn barked in the yard, and Lord Bao couldn't help shaking his shoulders, and he suddenly felt a little cold.
"Okay, to put it mildly, it's nothing more than complaining that I don't die......" The man's tone was already crying, "Yes, the matter of Huailai, I misused Wang Zhen - I changed it, can't I change it?" Knowing that it can improve greatly, isn't this the truth of the sages, I just want to go back now, you lock me up, I admit it, as long as I can be with my wife and children, I ...... I'm willing to be a pig or a dog, and you're going to have to kill them allβ"
Perhaps his voice was a little louder, and the man's words were suddenly cut in half, and the bottom half turned into a whine in his throat. A third voice whispered, "Gonggong, the medicine is effective while it is hot." β
"Let go of him." The factory said.
The room fell silent again, and the man gasped for breath coarsely and quickly, but did not speak again, and after a while, the factory man spoke. "This is the Wangjiazhuang Post Station, compared to going to the capital, in fact, it is a long detour, the slave maid took you to take a detour here, not the Queen Mother's orders, but their own opinions."
"Oh?" The man answered, his tone a little sarcastic. "Do you have any good intentions?"
"Good intentions are not counted, but they are just entrusted and loyal to others." The tone of the factory man did not fluctuate, "From Wangjiazhuang out, on the Bali Road, there was a village in the mountain col, that is, Wangjiazhuang, more than ten years ago, when you were not in power, you met the slave and maid under Wang Zhen's needle, and told the slave and maid to do one thing - let the slave and the maid find a few people...... These people live in Wangjiazhuang. β
The man's breathing suddenly stopped, and after a while, Fang hesitated, "Youβyou found them?" When's a thing. β
"I found them more than ten years ago, Liu Siqing settled them here, it took a lot of effort, these people lived a rich and happy life, and the slaves and maids thought that the time was not right, so it was better not to disturb them. He didn't say it to anyone, but buried the relevant clues himself. The factory man actually admitted the fact that he deceived the king so calmly, "This matter is also a thorn in the slave's heart, and now he can finally confide in the truth and explain to you, and his heart is also a lot easier." β
Lord Bao's heart was beating like a drum, countless questions were tumbling in his heart, and the rumors from many years ago came to his heart again: it is said that the one in the next room was actually not born to the Queen Mother, but the product of the tanuki for the prince......
He almost missed the man's reply, "You...... What did you bring me here for? Can I still see them? β
There was a hint of hope in his tone, and his tone was not as sharp as it had been before.
"Go out from Wangjiazhuang Station, go on the Bali Road, there was a village in the mountain col, that is, Wangjiazhuang ......" the factory man repeated his words again, "last year, the official army was defeated in Huailai, Hebei area, all fell into the hands of the enemy, Wara plundered in this area for four days, there was no one left in Wangjiazhuang villagers, all were slaughtered, although the family raised a nursing home, but regret was not spared. β
The man's breath seemed to have been cut off, and the deathly silence of the neighbor's house seemed to last forever, and the factory official continued, "The matter of Wangjiazhuang is by no means unique, the yellow book has been fabricated last month, and in Shanxi and Hebei, the household registration is only half of that of three years ago. β
He paused again, "The slave maid thinks that these Dingkou are willing to be pigs and dogs in order to survive, but it is a pity that the Warat people did not have the patience of the slave and maid that day." This Liu San beside the slave maid is originally from Huailai, Liu San, when the Warat people killed your wife and children, did you ever allow you to say a word? β
"Back to the factory, no." The third man's deep voice rang out again. "The villain was also stabbed three times in the body, if it weren't for his fate, he would have gone with his wife and children."
"Hmm." The factory man responded unhurriedly, and urged, "Noble, please take the medicine, if you don't drink it again, you will lose this bit of dignity in the end." β
"I'm ......" The man was silent for a moment, and actually laughed. If I just don't drink it, what can you doβ"
After all, he couldn't finish his words, so the factory man called, "Liu San." β
"The villain is here." Liu San snorted, and Master Bao only heard a muffled sound, followed by a muffled grunt, and he couldn't help but touch his mouth in horror - that one, the jaw should have been removed......
After a while, there was another muffled sound, and the man's gasp. Suddenly, the sound filled the room. Liu San snorted disdainfully, as if spitting, "My lord, I'm done feeding." β
"Okay." The factory said, "I've worked hard for you tonight, so let's go back to the house and rest." β
Then the footsteps of two people walked out, and when they heard the sound, one entered the opposite room, and the other went to the end of the corridor. Only then did Lord Bao understand in his heart: he should have been scheduled to do it here, but he was afraid that except for himself, the rooms on this floor were all their people.
Now that they are all prepared, what does it mean to bring him here, Master Bao is about to cry: he doesn't want to join in this fun!
Don't...... Is it to take him as an outsider and be a witness? Confirmation that the man was not poisoned, but died of a sudden illness? But isn't the factory afraid that he will come forward to question it? After all, listening to him, this matter was taken by the Empress Dowager of Qingning Palace, and the emperor actually did not know about it......
Could it be that the factory master wants to kill his mouth?
How can Lord Bao still feel the slightest sleep? He repeatedly guessed in his mind about the intentions of the factory father, almost ignoring the painful moans that slowly came from the neighbor - how could he have the leisure to grieve for a mortal man? It's too late to worry about your life!
The neighbor moaned all night, and Master Bao also lost sleep all night, and he barely closed his eyes for a while until dawn, and his own soldiers came in to call him up. Master Bao got up to wash, sat at the table and didn't have any intention of having breakfast, only heard the soldier say, "The one next door seemed to be sick last night, and he had a high fever this morning, and he couldn't get up." The factory has already sent someone to the nearby doctor to ask for a doctor, but I am afraid that I will not be able to leave today. β
"This is around here...... Are you going to Ulju? Master Bao was worried and asked casually.
"Yes, but depending on the weather, I'm afraid it will snow again, and it will take two days to go back and forth from here to Ulzhou." The soldier also guessed the identity of the person to some extent, and there was a sad look on his face, "I don't know if that one can afford to delay." β
Mr. Bao is now in a state of confusion, so he casually entertained a few words, stuffed half a steamed bun, and got up to say goodbye to the factory.
The factory looked indifferent as usual, as if last night's incident was just a dream of Lord Bao Nanke, and when he saw Lord Bao coming, he said, "I'm afraid I can't leave today, Nianfeng, I wronged you to stay in the post station for two more days, and send it to Ulzhou, where someone also responds, Datong is busy with official business, and you can't delay, so go back." β
Mr. Bao is now, how can he come to the factory if he is not a factory man? He didn't even dare to ask a word, but secretly thought in his heart - with that person's current state, can he reach Ulzhou?
It's still there, it's still there, but when it arrives, it's already a dead person. The one who suddenly fell ill at the post station, had a high fever, and did not have a fever for four consecutive days, because of the lack of medical treatment in the post station, he had to send it to Ulzhou, and as a result, the person died silently on the carriage to Ulzhou.
"Not even a word of the last word." Lord Bao shook his head like a rattle and said to the prefect of Ulzhou, "I've been asleep since I had a high fever, and I haven't woken up at all...... Don't talk about it, even the medicine has to be pried open and poured in. β
Countless indescribable emotions flashed across the prefect's face, and after all, he let out a long sigh, "...... Poor thing! β
Although it is an embarrassing existence that does not even have an identity, his fate, as well as the bleak ending of this guest death in a foreign land, still make all the ministers who still care about orthodoxy in their hearts sigh with heartfelt emotion, how can the Ulzhou prefect be an exception?
Master Bao wiped his cold sweat, "The disease has no eyes, the disease has no eyes...... Do you not know that in the year of Warat, that one also suffered greatly......"
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