Hearing the barking of dogs, Han Jiang put down the book in his hand and listened attentively.

Xiaoxi and Xiaolu put down the work in their hands and looked at the direction of the window, with a little worry on their faces.

After a while, the barking of the dog slowly stopped.

Xiaoxi stroked her chest and said with a little uneasiness: "Girl, it's been a few nights, and the slave is terrified when she listens." After all, it's not as good as the south, and if you are not familiar with the place, do you want to go out and avoid it. ”

"Yes, girl, the slave doesn't think it's right. It's better to find a place to take shelter, if something goes wrong, there will be no place to take regret medicine. Xiao Lu also agreed.

Before Han Jiang could speak, he heard the sound of lights bursting, and the room suddenly turned dark.

Speaking of which, such a thing as barking in the middle of the night is not the first time for Han Jiang's family, and it is not unfamiliar.

Earlier, when they were in Jiangning, the Han clan and the Jiang clan were worried about Qianzhuang, but the soft ones couldn't be good, and they wanted to come to the hard ones.

Although Han Jiang is not very old, he is not afraid in his heart. First, the door is tight, there are many guards, and there is a bottom in my heart; The second is that the neighbors are enthusiastic, and there is a little movement, and half of the street is dispatched.

After arriving in the capital, she was not as bold as in the past.

Daoxiang Village is hung under the name of the county lord Gege, and some people dare to throw arsenic directly, and regard the surname as child's play; The house here barked several times, but the neighbors were closed, for fear of being implicated.

Each one sweeps the snow in front of his own door, and no one cares about the frost on the tiles of others.

The richer the capital, the cooler and thinner the people's feelings.

Although I feel a little worried in my heart. But Han Jiang's face was inconspicuous, and he said to the two maids: "Don't hinder it, there is Steward Zheng guarding the front house." ”

The "Zheng Steward" in her mouth is Zheng Hu in Caofu.

At this moment, Zheng Hu was sitting in the side hall of the front yard, having supper with Ren Shuyong. Two bowls of hot rice balls, ironed on the body of the eater.

Dogs barking are heard. Ren Shuyong put down the bowl of rice balls in his hand, looked at Zheng Hu and said, "Master Zheng." Someone is coming again, do you want to put the boys on guard. ”

Zheng Hu shook his head and said, "No, stealing rain or snow is just stepping on a plate." Even if you want to make some noise, you have to wait for the snow to melt in two days. ”

Ren Shuyong was still a little uneasy and hesitated. said: "Master Zheng, in addition to the night, do you have to pay attention to it during the day, look at the two people hanging outside the door more than before." ”

Zheng Hu nodded and said, "Brother Ren is right, although there are a few guards in the Jiang family who look strong, their skills are not outstanding. In addition, they are all from the south, so if they really encounter something. Not necessarily able to cope with it. Ming'er, I'll go back to the house and tell the uncle. Let's see if we can add some manpower here......"

*Caojia Dongfu, East Survey Institute.

"Ah...... This...... "...... "Looking at the bright red blood purlin behind her husband, Jing Hui was speechless in surprise, and only felt distressed. In a hurry, tears have come out.

"Hehe, I won't let you look at it, you're so biased, don't wait for the golden beans. The skin is rough and the meat is thick, these are really not in the way, and they don't hurt at all, really. Cao Song smiled and said with relief.

Looking at his pale face and cold sweat faintly on his forehead, where does it seem that it doesn't hurt?

Look at the finger-thick bloody purlin. Jinghui hurriedly went to the ground. I went to Dobberg and got a bottle of ointment.

In this house, there is no one else who can fight Cao Songdi. There is only the mother-in-law Zhao Jia's. It's just that in the end, it's his own son, how can he be willing to be ruthless?

Rao is Jinghui has a good temper, and when she saw her husband being beaten like this, she was also a little dissatisfied with her mother-in-law.

"How could it cause such a big anger in my mother-in-law, but it's not appropriate to split the family?" Jing Hui pondered for a moment and asked.

Hearing the word "separation", the smile on Cao Song's face froze, and he sighed with a little melancholy, and said: "There is nothing inappropriate, we will have a good life in the future...... If my mother has anything angry in the future, or says something ugly, you can also look at my feelings, don't worry about my mother. ”

Jinghui sat next to Cao Song, picked out some medicine, and gave it to Cao Song.

Hearing Cao Song say this, Jinghui said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I still know the word 'respectful', so I will naturally respect and filial my wife, and I will not be a disobedient daughter-in-law." ”

Cao Song lay on the kang and muttered: "Whether you are obedient or filial, it is not for you to be blindly wronged." If you have any grievances, just tell me...... I ......"

What can he do? As my brother once said, no matter what his mother is, she is also his biological mother, and she only has her share.

Thinking of this, he only felt like a ball of cotton stuffed in his chest, which made people breathless.

He collapsed limply on the bed, his eyes sour, and he wanted to scream.

"Master ......" Jinghui saw that something was wrong with him, and asked with a little concern.

Cao Song was disheartened, and only felt that he couldn't vent a breath of turbidity. Seeing his wife approaching, he pulled Jinghui and turned over to press her under him.

"Master......" Jinghui was stunned by Cao Song's actions.

Cao Song had already moved his hands together, pulled open Jinghui's placket, leaned down, and kissed her neck vigorously.

The lights had not been extinguished, the bedding had not yet been laid, Jinghui's face was flushed, and she wanted to persuade her husband to get up first.

Cao Song's voice seemed to have a little sadness, and Jinghui only felt that her neck was wet and hot.

She sighed in her heart, swallowed the words of persuasion, stretched out her hand and gently wrapped her arms around her husband's waist, and gently responded to him...... * The second time said, the snow is sunny and the sky is clear, Cao Hao has breakfast, went out with his father, and separated after the Xidan archway, and went to the yamen.

Since the "seal" of the previous year, the annual leave has begun, and today the "seal" is the first time in the new year.

When I arrived at the yamen, I saw the subordinate officials, although I had seen them at the first party of the new year, but when I saw Cao Hao, I still had to say hello.

It's been a year. But everyone in the yamen didn't look any different from last year.

Wang Jingzeng is still walking in a square step, speaking slowly and reasonably, and still likes to look at people quietly; Whenever Iduli met, they were all smiling, as if there were happy events every day; Tang Zhiyu often holds an official document in his hand, looking like an old scalper.

Cao Hao is himself, but he does his duty well.

The more the officer. The greater the responsibility. The errand was done, and nothing went wrong. He is also safe in his heart.

At the end of the day, he was always afraid and insecure.

A big man, to say insecure, sounds a bit of nonsense, but it is the truth.

The Beijing officials are light and provincial, and each one is short of several officials to make up for it. There are fewer people to live, and vagueness in the past is the most labor-saving. However, there is no shortage of painstaking places.

Especially a court official like Cao Hao is different from the officials below who perform their own duties.

When the official encounters something, there is a cousin on the top, and a subordinate on the bottom carrying the black pot, which is smoother and easy to get out. The hall official is the easiest for the imperial history to target.

Sesame mung bean size thing. It can also make a boil.

Especially a young magnate like Cao Hao, he is even more "fat" in the mouth of Yushi.

If they can find an opportunity to impeach, those people will not care about the so-called royal cronies, and what they pursue is the "good name" of "not being afraid of power".

Although Cao Hao is not a person who loves fame, he also does not want to be caught with pigtails. What hidden dangers are left. In addition, he was also a responsible person, and he regarded being an official as a serious job, so he could be regarded as conscientious.

At noon, Cao Hao finished processing the copywriting in his hand, touched his sore wrist, got up and walked two steps, walked to the door, and looked out.

Although it was only half a day, the snow on the ground had gradually melted due to the fine weather. There are some water stains on the ground.

Kangxi is fifty-four years old. What will happen to the eighth elder brother, is there any movement on the Jungar side? The great general Wang Fourteen Elder Brother made his fortune. When is it?

Cao Hao frowned slightly, thinking in his heart, but he didn't know everything.

In the future, the history he knows is that the fourteenth elder brother went out to fight and the fourth elder brother came to power, but he didn't know the details at all.

Cao Yin is not dead, he is not dead, the wings of the butterfly have made some changes in history.

Will these changes affect the course of history?

What if, in the case of saving lives, we will promote the development of history in the direction of good surnames? It is not to think about slaughtering and dominating beauty, but to create some happiness for future generations with the conscience of a Chinese.

As a man, I don't want to be heard in the world, but I want to be worthy of the world.

The agrarian society, the feudal political situation, the product of the development of the social productive forces to the present day, is not something that he can touch if he wants to change.

Are you worried, when you have already saved your surname, you will just say it again and again, year after year?

Cao Hao's gaze fell on the sparrow on the side of the road.

Even if it's a sparrow, it lives happily, and in order to be satisfied, I don't know how many places I fly in each day.

Although I said that I didn't have to worry about food and clothing, could I say that I had to be a mixed eater and wait for death, and that kind of life was really boring.

It is said that "full of warmth and desire", which seems to make some sense.

It's just that in Cao Hao's body, what he thinks about is not "yin desire", but a man, what to do.

This year is the fifty-fourth year of Kangxi, and he will spend the next seven years safely, and after Ping An mixes with the Yongzheng Dynasty, do you still want to mix with the Qianlong Dynasty?

It's not that I'm noble, and I don't have the compassion of a Buddha who loves the world, but I just don't want to live this life in vain.

In addition to survival, you have to have some other pursuits, otherwise life is too boring.

Opium, opium...... Cao Hao squinted, as if he had seen the direction in the vastness.

At this time, I heard someone say, "My lord, what are you thinking, so obsessed?" ”

But it was Yi Duli's voice, Cao Hao raised his head and said with a smile: "I didn't think about anything, I sat sore, and I moved my muscles and bones." ”

Yi Du Li said: "Look at the adults lying on the desk for a while, it's strange that the body is not sore." In this snowy season, the sky is cold and cold, my lord, let's eat white meat pot at noon? ”

Cao Hao was just about to nod his head and say yes, when he saw Tang Zhiyu hurriedly come in with an official document in his hand.

Seeing Cao Hao, Tang Zhiyu took two quick steps and stepped forward and said, "My lord, the official document sent by the emperor, please take a look at it." As he spoke, he leaned over and handed over the paperwork in his hand.

Cao Hao stretched out his hand to take it, opened it and looked at it.

It turned out that it was the Lifan Yuan who made an excerpt and mentioned that there was a lot of snow in Mongolia this year. Because the pastures of the imperial court are in Zhangjiakou, Gubeikou, and Xideng Peak, all of which are on the border of Mongolia. If the snow is heavy, it will be a heavy blow to the ranch.

Therefore, Kangxi issued an edict and ordered all the officials who were good at galloping to count the injuries of the fallen and killed outside the mouth, so as not to hide it.

Although the beginning of spring is early this year, it is still in the first month, and the capital is already cold enough, let alone Outer Mongolia. This errand requires speed, and if you want to take a ride in a carriage, you can't.

Cao Hao looked at Tang Zhiyu, who was weak, and then looked at Di Duli wearing a thick cotton coat in his official uniform.

Yi Duli was the most clever, and seeing that Cao Hao's face was a little heavy, he asked, "My lord, but is there any bad news, this season ......?"

Cao Hao handed the official document to Yi Duli, Yi Duli read it, "hehe" laughed twice, and said: "My lord, this time the official will not automatically ask for help." You also know that Xia Guan is the least cold. That time ago, my hands and feet got chilblains, and until now, they haven't completely healed. ”

As he spoke, he handed the official document to Tang Zhiyu with an ignorant look on his face, and said, "What is this called?" It hasn't stopped all year round, and our Taifu Temple has become a busy yamen. ”

Tang Zhiyu read the official document, thought for a while, raised his head and said, "My lord, why don't you go down to the official?" The officials outside the mouth have been there, and they are familiar with it! ”

Not to mention the gallop mentioned by the Holy Order, it is a normal march, every dozens of miles, going to Mongolia this season is not something that Tang Zhiyu, a person from the south, can bear.

Cao Hao shook his head and said, "Let's go with the official, last year, the official's family affairs were delayed, and there were many adults in the yamen, and I was already ashamed ......."

(To be continued)