Hearing Baochai, Tanchun, Xiangyun and Xichun whimpering and crying, Jia Congfang came back to his senses.

He was not as depressed as Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and others thought, but smiled and said, "What are you crying about? That's a good thing. ”

"A good thing?"

Jia Mu and the others all straightened their eyes, thinking that Jia Congmo was not confused.

Jia Cong glanced at Baochai, who was pear blossoms with rain, and said to Jia Zheng: "As far as my nephew knows, not every meritorious child has the opportunity to join in this fun. The dynasty has been peaceful for decades, and it is difficult to achieve military achievements, and most people can only endure hardship. In addition to Li Hu, the son of the founding prince, who is in Heiliao, even Zhao Chong, the son of the Duke of Xuanguo, and the princes of the other four major countries can only boil their qualifications in the nine sides. It's not that they don't want to go to the battlefield to make meritorious contributions, but they don't have the opportunity. Therefore, the nephew thought that this must be His Majesty's remembrance of Rong Ning's meritorious service and his reward to the Jia family. But if a child has a point, he doesn't have to work hard for three or five or seven years before he can become a martial artist. ”

Jia Mu and the others were silent when they heard this, the truth is this, military merit is naturally a good thing, who doesn't want it?

But if you want to get it, you have to exchange your life!

Otherwise, who is unwilling to accept the pro-noble martial lord, there are pro-soldiers and guards in and out, and even Feng'en silver is one level higher than that of the clan's prince, not to mention the status.

It's just that how many families can be ruthless and send their sons to exchange their lives for nobles?

Jia Zheng saw that Jia Cong had reached this point, and in turn comforted them, his heart became more and more unbearable, and he said sadly with tears in his eyes: "Cong'er, if I knew that they arranged it like this, I would never have given you your identity credentials." ”

When Jia Cong heard this, he didn't know what to say.

He couldn't tell Jia Zheng and the others that with penicillin, the biggest crisis in the bitter cold land would no longer exist.

Besides, he didn't go to Aihui City to be a big soldier, a noble son like him joined the army, and he started out as a Zhaowu captain.

Of course, most of them have no real power, and only observe and study in the army.

But even so, the tents, food, and charcoal supplies were far from being comparable to those of ordinary soldiers.

As far as he knew, most of the sons and daughters of the nobles who joined the army would be divided into the city.

Although it was cold outside, it was hot in the house, and at most it was incomparable to Jingzhong in terms of food.

But you can also hunt outside.

Many people have been at the border for many years, but they will like the roughness of the border gate.

It's just that this kind of enjoyment is unimaginable for the people of the Jia family who have been used all their lives in Fugui Township.

Hearing Jia Zheng's sad and remorseful words, the sisters wept again together with Baoyu.

Jia Mu didn't like this atmosphere very much, and frowned: "It's all here, what's the use of talking about this?" Brother Cong was right just now, he couldn't go to the next family if he wanted to go to such things, and it was a blessing for him to be able to go. There are tens of thousands of people over there, aren't they all good? I heard that the son of the founding prince Li family is also there, and everyone can stay, but Brother Cong can't wait?

The thick coat of rice in the house was scavenged and brought to him, and he prepared more good medicine and more silver.

We have done what we can do and what we can give, and the rest depends on his own creation.

If you can inherit this lord, you must have this life, and if you don't have this life, you can't bear it, so it's no wonder.

This family business was originally beaten by the ancestors with their heads and bleeding, and they wanted their wives to inherit this inheritance peacefully, how could there be such a good thing?

Brother Cong is not alone, if the ancestors bless him this time, the lord of the clan will return to the martial arts, and he will follow this in the future.

Whoever wants this family business, go to Jiubian early.

The ancestors left the foundation of the Guogong Mansion, and they can boil out a second-class uncle.

Have you written it all? ”

……

"Brother Huan, why are you sitting here?"

Jia Cong came out of Rongqing Hall and returned to Mozhu Courtyard, where he saw Jia Huan sitting alone on the threshold of the door, and asked curiously.

Jia Huan didn't reply, nor did he look up, but the little girl in the yard, Mi'er, poked her head out and said: "The third master of Huan will sit here when he comes, and he will ignore the sisters who persuade him to drink tea inside." ”

Jia Cong nodded and said, "You go in first." ”

Mi'er looked at Jia Cong, then at Jia Huan, and slipped in.

Jia Cong bent down, looked at Jia Huan who was hanging his head and said with a smile: "I've become a big girl, I don't dare to see people, and I don't dare to raise my head?" ”

"You've just become a big girl!!"

Not everyone is Baoyu's three views, thinking that the girl is a good word, Jia Huan doesn't think so.

But that's not the point, the point is the tears on his face, and his red and swollen eyes.

Seeing this, Jia Cong slowly stopped smiling.

Seeing that he didn't laugh, Jia Huan was even more angry, and shouted in a sharp and piercing voice: "You're going to die!" You're dead! You maggot-hearted sinister obstacle, uncreated seed, woo woo ......"

After shouting, his mouth was deflated, and he looked up with an ugly face and cried......

The people inside had already heard the movement, and Ping'er and the others stood behind the door, and everyone was in tears.

Only Xiaojiao'er, who seemed to be crying like a louder voice than Jia Bi, was crying.

Even in their worst imagination, Jia Cong would never go so far, so cold, so dangerous.

Seeing them like this, Jia Cong suddenly laughed again, and said briskly: "Come on, come on, go into the house, go into the house." You guys...... It is said that the ignorant are fearless, so why are you ignorant people afraid of death? ”

Jia Cong rarely evaluates people, and even when he laughs, he never talks about people's strengths.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his mouth like this, and sure enough, he diverted everyone's attention.

After Jia Cong pushed Jia Huan into the Mozhu Courtyard and closed the door with his backhand, he roared everyone into the main hall, and after everyone sat down, he did not directly show his eloquence, but took out a piece of paper and sketched it on the paper with charcoal.

He drew very quickly, and in a few moments, he drew a world on paper.

It's a world of snow.

In the snow, there is a house with a completely different style from the houses in Guanzhong, and the pointed roof is also snowy.

But in the chimney, there was billowing smoke.

There is another picture, which is still in the snow and ice, but there is woodland on the snow, there are rabbits running, there are dogs pulling plows, there are deer pulling plows, there are sables, there are bears, there are tigers, there are roe deer......

In the last picture, the picture is depicted with people, to be precise, Jia Cong himself.

It's just that unlike the gentle jade at this time, Jia Cong in the painting, wearing a fur hat, wearing cotton armor, holding a longbow, riding on a BMW with a divine horse, and a Haidongqing hovering above his head, heroic!

But before Jia Cong could sell these three paintings, he heard the wooden door outside being pushed open, and a sound of footsteps came.

After a while, I saw the sisters of the Jia family coming.

All of them have a sad look on their faces, as if they want heaven and man to say goodbye......

The sad and sad look in Baochai's eyes is even more shocking.

Jia Cong smiled and asked them to sit down, and then began his speech:

"First of all, Heiliao is indeed a bitter cold place. But this bitter cold word is not so ...... to everyone"

"For the people, for the auxiliaries, for the ordinary soldiers, Heiliao is a real bitter cold place, such a cold day, you have to work outside, you have to fight outside, naturally it is bitter and cold, and many people die ......"

"But for generals, officers, nobles, and the powerful, rich and powerful, Heiliao is actually just a hunting ground with a vast world......

"If you say something disrespectful to the deceased, don't say it, or there will be trouble......"

"As far as I know, most of the noble children who are folded on the nine sides are too happy hunting, and they get carried away in a cold sweat, and then they are blown by the cold wind, and then they die after being infected with the wind and cold. The nine sides are too cold, the wind cold enters the body and blows directly into the bone marrow, and the disease spreads like a raging fire, so even if there is good medicine, it is too late to ......"

"Look how stubborn it is, the dog pulls the plow, the deer pulls the plow, shoots the rabbit, catches the roe deer, beats the bear, chases the tiger, and the stubborn man rejoices, and there is no ...... who cherishes the body."

"It is precisely for this reason that many half-grown teenagers who look sturdy have lost their lives in vain, it is the age of greed, and they are all competitive, where do you remember other ...... when you chase them?"

"But I'm different, I'm not interested in hunting, I know how precious life is, I know there's still a long way to go, and there's more to come, so I'm not going to die! If a man does not die by himself, he usually does not die......"

"Besides, I'm still young, no one will force me to fight on the front line, and no one can afford this crime!"

"So my sisters, please believe me. Although I can't compare to Huo Hucai, I am not satisfied with the year of the weak crown, and I can run alone in the night in the north of the desert, and seal the wolf Juxu. But I'm confident that I'll come back alive, and I'll be alive and well. ”

"Heaven and Earth Niang was born to me, and my sister and sister are friendly to me, how can I not cherish it?"

……

Daming Palace, upper study.

In the Warm Heart Pavilion, Ye Qing had a rare panicked face, looked at Emperor Chongkang with pleading eyes, and said, "Uncle Huang, Qing'er begs you, why did you send Jia Cong to Aihui?" It's farther than Ninguta, and he's going to die......" She's been begging here for more than half an hour.

Emperor Chongkang squinted his eyes and glanced at Ye Qing, and finally put down the red pen, and then said with a smile: "The female university is not in the middle, you were still with me last time, what do you say this time?" ”

Ye Qing burst into tears and said sadly: "Uncle Huang, ......"

When Emperor Chongkang heard this, a hint of playfulness floated at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "You have always been shrewd, why are you stupid now?" Although Aihui is bitterly cold, as long as you take care of it properly, it will never be fine. Although Jia Qingchen is young, he is a thoughtful person and will not act like Meng Lang. And as far as I know, he is not a weak scholar who is powerless, and he works hard every day, which is excellent.

Qing girl, I saw your face, so I sent him there to share a little bit of military exploits. In addition, it is also good to wash away the sour and rotten atmosphere on his body. After seeing life and death, are you afraid that he will handle it again?

When he comes back and becomes a martial artist, it will be a success in the future......

You can rest assured, I will send a decree to Jiang Kening, the general of Aihui, and order someone to take care of Jia Cong, and the imperial doctor of the army can share it with Jia Cong.

It's just that you still have to beg your ninth uncle to let him say a word to his old subordinates and treat Jia Cong more leniently.

Heaven does not kill people, and everyone kills people, and it is not a joke in the army......

Go ahead. ”

After that, he buried himself in correcting again.

Although Ye Qingzhi was sad, he couldn't, so he could only retire in tears.

It's just that no one will find out the surprise in her heart, and she can't wait to kowtow to Emperor Chongkang.

and threw himself into the five-body land that King Wu admired, and he even counted Emperor Chongkang's words......

Martial King, in the end, it is still Martial King!

After Ye Qing left, Chongkangdi paused the red pen in his hand, and a smug mockery flashed in his eyes.

He was right about Ye Qing, it was indeed for the sake of her face that Jia Cong was sent to Heiliao.

If it weren't for Ye Qing's involvement, no matter who he sent to share the war exploits, there would be only one outcome for the person he sent: death was unknown!

Compared with the treacherous and sinister struggle in the court, the struggle in the army is more intense, cruel and more direct.

It's not that he didn't think about collecting manpower from King Wu's old ministry for his own use, but almost none of the people he chose survived the second year.

That's when he understood:

The emperor, the emperor without military power, is far from being supreme......

Therefore, there is no more suitable person than Jia Cong.

Those arrogant generals in the army who are loyal to King Wu will never disobey King Wu's will.

And he will reap the benefits of the fisherman!

The Queen Mother will never let Ye Qing marry into the Jia family, and Jia Cong will inevitably die and will not be married.

Even, with his encouragement, he will turn against each other!

This is a difficult question that cannot be solved!

"Hahaha!"

Feeling happy about this plan, Chongkang Emperor rarely laughed out loud......

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