Looking at the roaring crowd inside and outside the dock, Jia Cong curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Today he aims to strengthen the prestige of brocade clothes and spread the name of brocade clothes.

Let the world know that Jinyiwei is back!

Although a sword of the Son of Heaven is used to support the scene and style, this kind of power will decay with the extension of distance.

If you go out for 300 miles, there are few people who hear about it.

If you want to make a statement, you need to think of a way.

The way Jia Cong thought of was to add a touch of red makeup color to this heavenly armament.

Whether it is in the past and present life, or in the past and present, the stories of talented and beautiful women and heroes and beauties have always been the best conversation for the people after dinner.

The most important thing is that at such a moment, it is still the mind of a child, and those who are ready to impeach him for winning the hearts of the army and the people with the sword of the Son of Heaven are afraid of being greatly disappointed......

Even if Emperor Chongkang wants to beat him, he will also beat him for such a childish relationship.

Listening to the undiminished enthusiastic cheers on the other side, like a heat wave, feeling the trembling of the beauties around him, Jia Cong turned his head to look, and saw Ping'er's pretty face flushed, and his apricot eyes were agitated, and he was also looking at him.

Jia Cong leaned closer and said softly: "I know, even if the sword mountain is in the fire sea and the hell, my sister is willing to accompany me for a while, so I didn't ask you just now." ”

When Ping'er heard this, her already shining eyes became more and more watery, she smiled and nodded lightly, but said: "Miss Bao will too, she is just ......"

Seeing that she was so kind, Jia Cong smiled dumbly and said, "I understand...... Okay, my sister has already helped me a lot, let's go to the car. ”

At this time, the grandmothers in the back had already followed, and when they heard Jia Cong's words, they helped Ping'er to get into the carriage.

After the group of relatives got into four or five carriages, Jia Cong, escorted by his own soldiers, took the lead to get off the boat.

Turning over on the dock, he raised his hand to support the Jinyi lieutenant who was still whistling and shouting.

The six thousand households hurriedly turned around and suppressed their subordinates, and the three thousand brocade clothes stopped abruptly and began to reorganize the array.

Seeing this, Jia Cong nodded slightly with satisfaction and continued to drive the horse forward.

Behind him, several carriages had begun to slowly descend from the deck.

Jia Cong stopped the captains from shouting, perhaps so as not to frighten the mules and horses......

However, the brocade clothes are easy to persuade, but the onlookers outside the pier are not easy to persuade.

As Jia Cong's horse slowly walked out, the closer he got to the onlookers, the more the momentum outside the dock grew.

Especially when Jia Cong passed through the northwest direction, more than 100 famous courtesans from 36 painting boats and 72 green buildings looked at Jia Cong, who was wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing a flying fish suit, hanging the sword of heaven at his waist, and wearing a luxurious red cloak, riding on a white horse, his handsome and extraordinary face looked resolute, but there was a faint smile floating on the corner of his mouth......

One hundred and eight delicate flowers have disdained to express their admiration in the same way as ordinary people, I don't know if it is an appointment, or it is the same, the 36 painting boats, 72 Qinglou people actually made a vacant space under the northwest to the official road, and placed the guqin, pipa, dong flute, round drum and other musical instruments and seats.

One hundred and eight beauties entered, sat on their knees in front of them, or stroked the harp, or the wheel fingers, or the flute, or beat the drum......

And what was sung was actually Qingchen's words!!

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan......"

"Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable......"

Many scholars and scholars originally made loud voices, but with the mournful harmony of the women, the atmosphere of the entire heaven and earth changed.

The cheers stopped, and the crowd fell silent.

Even Jia Cong grabbed the reins of the horse in front of him and quietly watched them show their talents.

This is not the tune of popular music in later generations, but the singing method of "Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu" handed down from the ancient music scriptures.

Although it is not so strong in singing, the charm is leisurely and profound......

"Lishan said that it was half a night, and the tears and rain did not complain."

"How can he be like a lucky brocade cloth, and he wishes for the day with wings and branches."

After a song, I don't know how many people shed tears for it.

More than 100 Oiran sang and looked at Jia Cong.

Seeing Jia Cong nodded, more than 100 beauties were all excited, and the first white-clothed woman full of fairy spirit was covered with white veils, and her eyes were as bright as stars looking at Jia Cong.

Hearing this tune, the crowd around them, which had been quiet, boiled again.

However, the cheers stopped abruptly when the Oiran opened their lips and began to sing......

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky......"

"I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight......"

It turned out to be the Mid-Autumn Festival words that Jia Cong left on the boat and spread out!

What Jia Cong didn't know was that it was this Mid-Autumn Festival song that made him the best talent in the world......

In the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, who doesn't know the name of the son of the Qing minister?

After singing a song that does not resemble the rhyme of the world, Jia Cong immediately bowed slightly to salute.

Seeing him like this, the one hundred and eight beauties who were originally kneeling down hurriedly got up, all dressed in white, and bowed their knees to return the salute: "Gongzi Xie!" ”

Jia Cong nodded again, and said more than thirty steps away: "Good singing." ”

After saying that, there was no further delay, and the horse continued to move forward.

Behind him, there were all the beauties who said in harmony: "Mo is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world." ”

Jia Cong looked back and smiled, but the horse's hooves under the seat did not stop, and they went away.

Behind him, the wheels of Shangyuan Wharf were rolling, and the war horses neighed.

In the carriage, Baochai and Ping'er looked at each other, worried and proud.

And Xue Pan, who was still a step slower on the boat, looked at the scene on the dock, and his saliva was full of envy, and he hated to replace it!

Oh my God, if only I could share half of him!

But......

Xue Pan remembered the intimate relationship between his sister and Jia Cong, and Tongling's big eyes rolled slightly......

Jia Cong in front naturally didn't know the thoughts of someone who was already boasting of being his eldest brother in the back, so he rode his horse to the exit of Shangyuan Wharf, but suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse and turned over and dismounted.

This action has naturally attracted countless attention.

But seeing Jia Cong, who was either heroic or unruly before, he actually took a few steps in a row with some gaffes at this moment, kneeling down and kowtowing on the side of a terrace at the exit of the dock.

This kind of sudden change shocked everyone in the court.

"Unfilial disciple, meet the teacher!"

On the terrace where the dock steward was dispatched in the center, there were several chairs, on which sat several old people, and one person in the middle was Song Yan, the prince of Songchan of the Tianwen Sect.

He was very old, very old, and his face was covered with age spots.

Only a pair of old eyes, still revealing a wise gaze.

There was a burst of good-natured laughter around him, and Song Yan said in an old voice, "Cong'er get up." ”

After that, he waved his hand to Song Hua who was standing beside him.

Song Hua hurriedly stepped forward to support Jia Cong and said, "Uncle Xiao, please get up." ”

The news rippled like a stone falling into the lake, and it turned out that it was the commander of the brocade clothes who made the lord Qingchen meet his teacher.

Such respect for teachers is extremely praised in Jiangnan, where Wenhua is everywhere.

Especially to the point where Jia Cong's identity is ......

Song Yan looked at Jia Cong, who was looking at him with respect and admiration, and said with a smile: "Okay, today is your big event, don't be a child here." When you're done, go home to see your wife, she misses you very much. ”

Before Jia Cong could answer, Cao Yong on the side blew his beard and glared: "Xiao Qingchen, don't you recognize the old man?" ”

Jia Cong bowed slightly and smiled: "The disciple has seen Mr. Runqin. ”

Cao Yong turned his anger into joy at this time, and said to the old people next to him: "I know that this child is the most humble and courteous, well-behaved and filial!" ”

The old man beside Cao Yong was also dressed in a Confucian shirt, his face was clear, and he smiled and said: "I have heard the name of the son of the Qing Dynasty for a long time, and when I see it today, it is even more famous." ”

Jia Cong asked respectfully, "I don't know what the old gentleman has to teach?" ”

The old man looked at Jia Cong's face, and then bypassed Cao Yong and said to Song Yan in the next seat: "It is said that your disciple is domineering and domineering, but I look at it and it's actually okay!" ”

Song Yan smiled and said to Jia Cong: "This is Cui Xuangong of the Boling Cui clan, who has recently met friends in Jiangnan, and I heard that you have been making a lot of trouble recently, so I came to see if you are true or false, benevolent or powerful." Tell me about it yourself......"

Jia Cong said suddenly: "I don't want to be a humble old man in person, Jia Cong is polite." As he spoke, he bowed again.

Even if Jia Cong had been guarding in Heiliao for the previous year, he also knew that the three major Wenzong today can all be called the masters of the world, in addition to the highly respected Mr. Mu Min and Song Chan Gong, it is Cui Xuangong, who was born in the thousand-year-old Boling Cui clan alias Qianming Old Man.

The Boling Cui clan was born in the Qinghe Cui clan, which is the first gate in the past thousand years to eliminate the Confucian Holy Gate.

In addition, Cui Xuangong's own virtue is high, and his name in Shilin is not below Song Yan, or even above it.

In this era when scholars and doctors control the absolute right to speak, even the Son of Heaven does not dare to despise these Confucian giants, let alone Jia Cong?

However, Jia Cong was not panicked, he straightened his waist and looked directly at Cui Xuangong and said loudly: "The kid doesn't dare to say that he is true and benevolent, but Jinyi Wei is the pro-army of the Son of Heaven, and he loves the people the most today, so the kid uses the sword of the Son of Heaven to punish the thieves who are crippled by the people." ”

Choi Hyun Gong was obviously dissatisfied with the official statement of such a slap and a horse singing the praises of virtue, and he did not shy away from saying: "The Son of Heaven loves the people? So why are there so many doubts in Shilin? After the new law was implemented, the world was full of complaints......"

Jia Cong said respectfully: "Humble old man, the boy is not satisfied with his ambitions, and he only learns the words benevolence and righteousness with his husband, and he doesn't know the importance of the court's law and politics, and the boy's actions in the south have nothing to do with the new law." ”

When Cui Xuangong heard this, his white eyebrows were raised, and he said with a straight face: "Do you know that your words today have come out, and if what you do in the future is violated, Mingde will be lost." ”

Jia Cong smiled, his eyes did not shy away from looking, and said loudly: "The kid never dares to speak falsely. ”

There was a murmur of all kinds of noises around, there were surprises and dissatisfactions, Cui Xuangong and Song Yan glanced at each other, and then they were silent for a while, and said: "Then you raided your house the day before yesterday, implicated the public, and had a lot of innocent wealth, what can you say?" ”

Jia Cong's face suddenly became solemn, and he said, "Old man, the kid really doesn't dare to agree with the word innocent. The people who were confiscated by the kid were all in the same stream as the traitor Liu Zhao. How innocent is a person who can make a profit with a madman? ”

"You talk nonsense! It's clear that Liu Zhao forced us to give him dry shares, and you took the opportunity to loot ......"

Jia Cong said that, and suddenly a young man rushed out from behind Cui Xuangong, stood in front of the old man, and shouted loudly.

Seeing this, Cui Xuangong's white eyebrows furrowed, but he still looked at Jia Cong.

Jia Cong sneered when he saw it, the respect in his eyes disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Come on, take down this Guo family and me!" ”

Behind him, Zhan Peng stood up, stepped out and grabbed the neck of the fourth son of the Guo family like a chicken, and brought it over.

Jia Cong looked at Cui Xuangong, who was obviously really angry, and said quietly: "I shouldn't have done it in front of the old gentleman, but according to Liu Zhao's account book, he is deeply involved in this fourth son of the Guo family, and there are many innocent women's lives. The kid was going to go to Guo's house after today to ask the fourth prince to go back to Qianhu for questioning, but since the ancestor himself jumped out, the official was disrespectful. ”

"Grandpa Cui save me...... Not! ”

Before Guo Sigongzi finished speaking, his chin had been removed.

Cui Xuangong looked at Jia Cong and asked, "Is there really an account book?" ”

Jia Cong sighed regretfully and said: "Most of it was burned, and only a few copies were left, and this fourth prince Guo is very unfortunate and is one of them." The evidence is conclusive, and if Mr. Qianming wants to look at it, he can ......"

When Cui Xuangong heard this, he smiled bitterly at Song Yan and said: "Song Changong, the old man has lost face today, and it is not good to stay in Jiangnan anymore." ”

Song Yan hurriedly said: "Where is it, the Guo family ordered Yuangong and you to ask the grace of asking, although Lingyuan Gong died, but his family asked for the door, you can't not ask." Now that you have asked clearly, it is okay, and it has nothing to do with your reputation of being humble. ”

Cui Xuangong shook his head with a wry smile, and said to Jia Cong: "You have to learn from your husband: cultivate the righteousness of green pine, and the wind and bones of bamboo and plum." Keep going and remember, don't get lost in the tricks. Your husband has never been good at this......"

After saying that, he stood up and saluted Song Yan, Cao Yong and several Jiangnan Confucians, and two boys helped him to sit on an ox cart and drift away.

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