Lingzhi Taishou Mansion

The 600 stone petty officials are also a figure in the local area, but in this Taishou Mansion, they are nothing.

Gongsun Ying sat in the hall with everyone.

The great copper furnaces at the four corners burned fine coals.

The curtain was lowered to block the cold wind of early spring.

Gongsun Ying sat on the top of the table, a tea soup was placed in front of him, the scorched tea cake was crushed, poured with hot soup, and the green onion white, ginger slices, and orange peel were added to it, which could sober up and refresh the spirit, and make people sleepless.

Gongsun Ying raised the tea, raised his right hand, and took a sip behind the wide sleeves of his robe.

His waist was straight, his eyes did not squint, and there was not a trace of impropriety in his gestures.

The warm tea soup swirls on the tip of the tongue, and after the bitterness and astringency, it is followed by the sweet aftertaste and the fragrance of green onion, ginger and orange peel.

This complex and clear smell seemed to rise from the nasal cavity to the heavenly spirit, which made Gongsun Ying's mind clear.

It wasn't until a soldier strode in with a lacquer box in his hand that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the armor soldier approached, Gongsun Ying seemed to smell the fishy smell coming from the lacquer box, he frowned slightly, and raised his hand to signal the armor soldier not to come any closer.

He took another sip of tea, and his shoulders, which had just collapsed slightly from a sigh of relief, were re-propped up and opened.

He put down the lacquer cup in his hand and looked at the lacquer box held by the armorer with an inexplicable expression.

It seems that he has seen the young man who followed him again twenty years ago.

Gongsun Ying sighed, raised his sleeve again and wiped the overflowing tears from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing him behave like this, everyone who lay down hung their heads and did not dare to speak.

Only a Qingsu scribe avoided the table and comforted: "Make Jun Mo sad, Du Gong is here...... It's a well-deserved death. When he said the last few words, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, almost inaudible.

But Gongsun Ying heard it, and he let out a long sigh.

"Where have my nieces and nephews gone?" Gongsun Ying asked a doorman on his right.

The majestic doorman replied: "Just now, the messenger came to report quickly, and he has traveled eighty miles outside the city of Lingzhi, and at most in the evening, he will be able to arrive. ”

Gongsun Ying thought about twisting his chin beard: "Okay, I'll take care of one or two, go out of the city thirty miles, and welcome my nephew and niece." ”

The Qingshu scribe was stunned for a moment, thirty miles out of the city?

As the eldest uncle, is it a bit too much to be so grand and have such a low attitude?

Gongsun Ying knew what he was going to say, and he also knew that such an attitude was too low.

But he really couldn't, even if he killed Du Gong, most of the goods and grain that he had removed from Gongsun Zhan's treasury had already spent money to fill the void in the treasury of Taishou Mansion over the years.

If it weren't for that, why would he sacrifice Du Gong, a henchman who had followed him for many years, to block the mouths of everyone.

But even so, the whereabouts of those goods and the fact that Aduna went south to loot and kill them were not easy to erase.

Thinking of Abduna, Gongsun Ying looked at the Qingsu scribe with a little dissatisfaction in his eyes, if he hadn't acted without permission, the scene would not have been torn to such an ugly point now.

Gongsun Yan and Gongsun Cheng are in the way anymore, but orphans and orphans, with his eldest uncle taking care of them, they don't have to worry about mundane things anymore, what tricks can they come up with?

Because of the grievances between them and their cousin Gongsun Zhan, things made things so bad.

The funny thing is that the thousand-man cavalry went south and was crushed by a white horse righteous army.

Thinking of this, Gongsun Ying's heart was even more dissatisfied.

"How's that going?"

The left and right attendants stepped back, and Gongsun Ying asked softly.

The Qingshu scribe sensed Gongsun Ying's dissatisfaction with him, and after careful consideration at this time, he replied, "Not very good. ”

The injury became like that, how could it be better.

It was his good fortune to be able to escape.

Now he had to take a large amount of Wushi San with wine to relieve his severe pain and sleep for a while.

The scribe's reply seemed to recall some uncomfortable picture: "Is there no way for the healer?" ”

The Clearbeard Scribe shook his head silently.

Recalling the appearance of Adu's riding on a horse in the past, Gongsun Ying's heart suddenly ached.

"I heard that there is a doctor named Hua Tuo in Peiguo County, you send someone as soon as possible, even if you tie him up, you will tie him up for me...... Treat Abduna's wounds. ”

The Qingbeard scribe did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly lowered his head and said yes.

At this time, the servants in the Taishou Mansion came to report and were ready to drive.

Gongsun Ying sighed, and stopped thinking about Abuna in the village for the time being.

After straightening his robe and going out the door, he was going to meet his good niece and nephew.

He also wanted to see the captain who had defeated Abuna and made him what he was today.

Reward him well.

Gongsun Ying drove through Lingzhi City according to the car of Taishou, and walked until thirty miles outside the city before stopping.

A barricade was set up on the spot, and a servant brought a table and a stove.

Gongsun Ying sat down next to Gucci Road.

Inside the Lingzhi City

Nothing that happened in the Taishou Mansion today was recorded on the cloth and handed to Gongsun Jing's case.

The old man with a clear face was a little cold because he got up in the middle of the day and night, and he cleared his throat and coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm under the service of the slave and maid.

I drank the hot orange peel water in small sips, felt more comfortable in my chest, and looked at the desk.

On the desk, in addition to the record of what happened in the Taishou Mansion today, there are also three letters from Zuo Ping.

In the first letter, Zuo Ping reported that Aduna went south to intercept and kill.

In the second letter, Zuo Ping reported the good news of Yangqiuli's victory and total annihilation of Aduna, which specifically mentioned Abuna's escape.

In the third letter, Zuo Ping mentioned that Duwei surnamed Zhao didn't want money and food, just war horses, hundreds of craftsmen and homeless people.

A trace of thought flashed on Gongsun Jing's face, no money and grain, just artisan households......

The war horse is the head of the five animals, and it is an important resource for attacking the north, and not giving up the war horse shows that this Duwei surnamed Zhao is not willing to return to the countryside.

Hundreds of workers and displaced people are also important resources for the operation of the estate.

Judging from the above two points, this Duwei surnamed Zhao is obviously still planning for the Gongsun Yan sisters and brothers, but why is the most important grain and armor in this troubled era not needed?

Gongsun Ying's knuckles were rhythmically beating on the desk, and even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out the intention of Zhao Yun's behavior.

After a long time, Fang raised his hand and rubbed the throbbing forehead, sighed, and called the housekeeper.

"Yan Niangzi and Xiao Gongzi's yard, how are they prepared?"

"Homecoming, everything is in order."

Gongsun Jingfa's wife has passed away, and the old daughter Gongsun Xuan is a flying and jumping character, and all the affairs of Gongsun's family are in charge of Gongsun Yingfa's wife.

But Gongsun Jing was not at ease.

When people are old, they lose the strength to seek pleasure and compete for power and profit, and they will shift their minds to future generations.

Originally, when Gongsun Chan was alive, he was worried that the Gongsun family would reach the point of fratricide.

Gongsun Chan is too strong, so that Gongsun Ying, the son of the long house, can't raise his head, even if he takes over as the Taishou of Liaoxi, he still relies on his brother's breath.

Gongsun Chan is also a rebellious character, and he never hides his brother's hostility and contempt.

Now that Gongsun Chan has been defeated, he is fortunate to have a trace of blood in the world, and he can't sit back and watch his concubine die.

The eldest daughter-in-law is not a tolerant and good character, how could he let Gongsun Zhan's two children fall into such a situation.

I had to ask about the resettlement in person.

Recalling the incident of the Lonely Bamboo Manor mentioned in Zuo Ping's letter, Gongsun Jing's old face flashed with a hint of helplessness.

Although it was Ah Yan's dowry, Ah Xuan begged in front of him several times, which made him not know how to deal with it.

I only hope that this granddaughter, who has not been masked for more than ten years, is a delicate temperament and is willing to give way.