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Chapter 428 (1)

Although the case of the Ministry of Industry has aroused controversy among the government and the opposition, with the exile of Barampu out of Beijing, the matter has come to an end, and all parties have tacitly adopted a cold attitude towards this matter.

The Spring Festival has always been the most important festival for the countrymen, from the heavenly family, down to the poor people, nothing can be done, ordinary people are just that, basically that is, Chinese New Year's Eve is good to eat and drink once, the next day to burn paper, it is considered to sacrifice to the ancestors, but the heavenly family is different, there are many rules, on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, you have to enter the palace to accompany the old man for the New Year, and the next day you also get the ancestral temple sacrifice, this is not over, you have to participate in the big banquet and the courtiers, for the old man to hold the pot and pour wine to reward all the ministers, the second day of the first year has to toss in his own house again, until the sky is dark, Hongqing was just free, but he didn't rest, and after changing into civilian clothes, he led Li Minxing and others to drive along Dongdajie in the direction of Nancheng in a carriage.

Cinder Hutong, a very earthy name, is located on the East Street of Chaoyangmen, not very wide, that is, the five-zhang Yongdao sandwiched by two high walls, there is only one family inside, there are many soldiers guarded, the guard is strict, there are few pedestrians, even if it is a festive day like the New Year, there is no bustle in this cinder alley, not only there are no visitors in front of the door, the house is also dark, there are few lights, full of yin, there is like a ghost house, here is the residence of the thirteen elder brother Yinxiang who has been captive.

Since February of the forty-seventh year of Kangxi, Yinxiang has been circled for the third year, and there were occasionally some officials who wanted to speculate earlier to send some food to tie up, but for more than two years, I didn't see the old man have the slightest sign of using Yinxiang, and the speculators will never send favors to Yinxiang again, as for those brothers, they are even more afraid to avoid it, even the fourth master who has always been with Yinxiang has never appeared here, in other words, the thirteenth elder brother's mansion is now a corner forgotten by the world, It's as deserted as a ghost domain, of course, the exception is not nothing, no, between the black lights and the fire, a carriage was guarded by more than a dozen strong men holding lanterns, slowly marched into the mouth of the alley, and went straight to the wall in front of the house.

"Stop coming!"

As soon as the carriage turned around the wall, several soldiers of the Zongren Mansion who were bored and idle under the eaves immediately woke up, rushed down the steps one after another, and stopped in front of the carriage shouting.

"Hey, okay, you're a little five, you're yelling in front of your master, are you owed?"

As soon as the soldiers of the Zongren Mansion shouted like this, the carriage stopped, but as soon as the curtain of the carriage moved, a laugh and scolding sounded crisply.

"Yo, it's Qing Baylor who is here, the little one has eyes and no beads, you are a noble person, but don't worry about the little one, do you want to give you a gift?"

The soldiers of the Zongren Mansion are all human spirits, all of them are thieves who slip away, this sound is not right, how dare they face each other with swords and guns, the named squad leader Bao Xiaowu is even more worried to take a small step forward, with the help of the light of the lantern, take a closer look, only to find that Shi Shiran just got off the carriage is the popular dragon Sun Qing Baylor, panicked, and hurriedly greeted with a smile on his face.

"Yes, you kid just skin, reward!"

Of course, Hongqing wouldn't really care so much about these low-level pawns, and after laughing and scolding, he made a remark, not only was he not surprised, but he waved his hand and rewarded him happily.

"Wow!"

Since Hongqing ordered so, Guan Yu, who was waiting next to the car, didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly answered, took out a stack of small red envelopes, and gave one to each of the soldiers with a smile.

"The little ones thank you for the reward, I wish you good luck and good luck, and everything is auspicious......

"Xie Qing Belle reward, the little one is auspicious for you!"

"Qing Bel Wanan, thank you for your reward!"

……

It's not the first time Hongqing has come here, every New Year's holiday, he will always come here, every time he is a hero, the soldiers have long been used to it, Xie Qien is sweeter than a mouth.

"Stop, it's all for the master, the old rule, send the things to the master, and then ask the thirteenth uncle if it's convenient? If it's inconvenient, I'll go. ”

According to the rules of the court, people who are in captivity like the thirteenth elder brother are not allowed to visit privately without a holy decree, and they are not allowed to send things in, but the rules are dead, but people are alive, in the past two and a half years, Hongqing has been here seven or eight times before and after, and he has already fed all the soldiers, not to mention sending some food in, even if Hongqing himself wants to go in, it is just a matter of one sentence, but the thirteenth master seems to have never thought of meeting Hongqing, every time Hongqing comes, the thirteenth master deduces that he is sick, and Hongqing doesn't care, Send something and leave, but, the next time you come back here, if you should ask, you will still ask the last time as usual, and this time is naturally no exception.

"Cheng, Qing Belle, you wait a minute, the little one will pass the word for you."

As the saying goes, the hands of people are short, the mouths of people are short, and all the soldiers of the Zongren Mansion have benefited, and no one will pay attention to the rules and regulations, one promised more than the other, Hongqing's voice just fell, and several soldiers were already rushing to carry the various gifts sent by Hongqing and ran to the house.

There was no light in the Xinuan Pavilion, but the charcoal fire of a copper basin was blazing, flickering and dark, the face of the thirteenth master lying on the rocking chair in a daze was also uncertain, and Mu Ne's eyes were hollow, almost without a trace of anger, even if there was a heavy footstep sound in the corridor, the thirteenth master did not have the slightest reaction, just lying quietly, like a lifeless wood carving clay sculpture.

"Thirteenth Master, Qing Belle saw that you were here again, sent some food, and said that he wanted to see you, hey, I don't know if you have it?"

In the loud footsteps, Bao Xiaowu staggered out of the corridor, looked at the poorly lit pavilion with his eyes squinted, and finally fell to the rocking chair, the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a sneering smile, and he didn't have too many scruples, so he walked to the rocking chair in a big way, and asked without much respect.

“……”

The Thirteenth Master didn't react at all, let alone answer, he didn't even raise his head, and his eyes were still staring blankly at the dark ceiling.

"Yes, you don't see it, it's a small white run, hey, if you want to say it small, it's Qing Baylor who knows the righteousness, and I haven't forgotten your thirteenth master, the people next to me don't know who your thirteenth master is, and I'm angry that Qing Baylor will come to you in the future, bad luck!"

The old thirteen was originally not a very effective one in the elder brother, and now he has been in captivity for more than two and a half years, and he has not seen a day when he has a good day, Bao Xiaowu looks down on the master who seems to be like the thirteenth master who eats and waits for death, and he does not show the old thirteen his face on weekdays, and when he sees that the thirteenth master actually ignores himself, he can't help but feel a little stupid in his heart.

"Let him come up!"

Bao Xiaowu had already walked to the staircase, and the thirteenth master, who had never said anything, finally reacted, although the person still did not move, but the hoarse voice sounded.

"Yo, good lat, the thirteenth master, wait a minute, the little one will ask Qingbeile to go."

Bao Xiaowu can despise the old thirteen, but he doesn't dare to offend Hongqing, this time he heard that the old thirteen wanted to see Hongqing, and thought that he had a chance to please Hongqing, how could he not be excited about it, he responded with a smile, hurriedly went downstairs, and hurriedly ran outside the door of the house.

"Sunny Belle, it's dark here, you slow down."

Not long after Bao Xiaowu went, he led several soldiers to carry food boxes, wine jars and other household goods, with lanterns, and accompanied Hongqing, who was dressed in a white fox robe, to the corridor, and waited carefully all the way.

"If you have work, you will put the wine and food on a few pieces, and all of them will retreat, if necessary, the master will call you to wait."

The attic is poorly ventilated, the smell of charcoal is full, and the air is not much better, even if Hongqing was flushed, his nose was itchy, but he didn't care so much, he casually threw out a folded hundred taels of silver tickets, rewarded Bao Xiaowu and others, and then raised his eyebrows, and commanded in an unquestionable tone.

"Okay, please take care of yourself, the little ones are guarding downstairs, if there is anything, you just have to tell it."

Bao Xiaowu and the others are all human spirits, and they dare to take a shelf in front of the old thirteen who has lost power, but they never dare to go against Hongqing's intentions, this listening to Hongqing's instructions, they dare not have the slightest neglect, they hurriedly arranged everything, and lit the two candlesticks by the attic, and then they all carefully retreated downstairs.

"Uncle Thirteen, the little nephew has asked you to say goodbye."

Bao Xiaowu and the others were busy for a long time, and the movement was not small, but they didn't see the old thirteen lying on the rocking chair have any movement, and they didn't even see the old thirteen open their eyes.

Hongqing's greetings were over, but he didn't see the old thirteen react, and Hongqing didn't say anything anymore, just bowed with a smile and waited quietly, after a long time, he finally saw the old thirteen's brows flick a few times, Huo Ran opened his eyes, and his eyes were sharp like knives shooting towards Hongqing.

"Sit."

Rao is Thirteenth Master's eyes were sharp and incomparable, but Hongqing was unmoved at all, just calmly accepted it like a breeze, and after a stalemate for a while, the Thirteenth Master's eyes softened, and there were not many words, just a mouthful, and spit out a word.

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