The original atmosphere in the imperial tent was not very good, because not long after the holy car left Beijing, Jiangnan sent six hundred miles of urgency.

The salt tax collected by the Yangzhou Salt Patrol Imperial History Mansion this autumn was robbed by water bandits on the canal, and they also killed all the Cao Ding who escorted the tax silver and threw it on the bank of the canal to demonstrate to the imperial court.

After receiving the news, Pei Weisheng, the governor of Caoyun stationed in Huai'an Prefecture, united with Jinling, Yangzhou, Huai'an, and Xuzhou to try every possible way to investigate everywhere, but for more than ten days, even the shadow of the water bandits was not found.

Seeing that the time to escort the tax silver into Beijing was approaching, Lin Ruhai, the imperial historian of Yangzhou Salt Patrol, sent people to urge him many times, Pei Weisheng knew that he couldn't drag it on, so he could only play with Lin Ruhai and send it to the capital in an urgent manner for 600 miles.

Two million taels of silver disappeared, hundreds of Cao Ding were killed, and so far the shadow of the thief has not been touched, can Liu Heng not be angry?

When Liu Heng was angry that the dragon guards who were in charge of supervising the world couldn't even find the slightest clue for so many days, he easily smashed the tea cup at hand at Cao Jiugong, the commander of the dragon guards.

Cao Jiugong is his own person, and Liu Heng can't really smash it, the tea cup Jin flew straight to the table on the side, and it was the sound of the tea cup breaking that caused Jia Cong to rush in......

The civil and military officials in the imperial tent are still very grateful to Jia Cong, even if the Son of Heaven in front of him does not have much power now, but in the face of the angry king, it is not easy to be a courtier.

Seeing Jia Cong lying on the ground with his little short legs amused the emperor, while the ministers laughed with him, they also secretly remembered Jia Cong in their hearts.

This time he fell quite hard, especially his forehead and the right arm pressed under him were knocked by the helmet armor, coupled with the heavy Mingguang armor on his body, Jia Cong kicked his short legs for a long time and didn't stand up.

Cao Jiugong still couldn't see it, stepped forward and reached out to pick up Jia Cong and put it on the ground.

"Cao Dudu, someone wants to assassinate Your Majesty......"

Ever since Cao Jiugong had seen Jia Cong in the morning, he had always felt that something was wrong with Jia Cong's name for him. However, the soldiers under his command did call him Cao Dudu, which may be the reason why Jia Cong is small and his words are not very clear.

Cao Jiugong lifted Jia Cong's helmet and liberated Jia Cong's eyes suppressed by the helmet.

Belch......

Jia Cong realized that he had made a big joke, and it was in front of more than a dozen important ministers in the court.

"Alright, you go out and play, I'm still busy."

Liu Heng didn't know whether he should be angry or laughing, if it was someone else, it was estimated that he would have been dragged down for his misconduct.

But Jia Cong is only eight years old, and he is still a child! What's more, I'm still a faithful child, how can I be willing to fight!

Jia Cong blushed and bowed to his fists, hiding his face and leaving. Liu Heng smiled and shook his head, and instructed Xia Shouzhong: "Go to the imperial doctor to ask for some ointment, and send it to Jia Xiaosan to wipe it." ”

All the ministers in the tent patted their ass, and they all said that His Majesty was merciful.

At this time, Jia Cong, who was standing outside the imperial tent, touched his small round face and began to reflect. He was suddenly surprised to find that with the fusion of the two memories, his character not only had the maturity of the previous life, but also the immaturity of this life.

And more often, my heart is full of cat-like curiosity, often making fools, and inadvertently revealing innocence and childlike fun that shouldn't exist.

It stands to reason that his mental age should be eighteen ...... No, in the past life plus this life, his mental age should be twenty-six.

I can't figure it out!

Jia Cong, who couldn't figure it out, looked down at his chubby hands, pinched his round face again, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"General Xiao Jia is still thinking about Fang Cai?"

The soft voice woke Jia Cong up, and Jia Cong, who came back to his senses, looked up and saw that it was the emperor's henchman, Xia Shouzhong, the eunuch of the Six Palaces.

I saw Xia Shouzhong stretch out his hand and hand over a medicine bottle: "This is what Your Majesty asked me to come to the imperial doctor, specializing in treating bruises." After General Jia goes back, let General Jia apply it to you, and it won't hurt tomorrow. ”

Jia Cong's eyes were really red this time, not painful, but moved.

For Emperor Liu Heng, in Jia Cong's heart, he was originally a tool used to change his life against the sky, but after coming into contact in the past two days, Jia Cong felt that his original ideas were a little too immoral.

Dad, the emperor is so good to me, I'm embarrassed to take advantage of him!

Jia Cong stuffed the medicine bottle under the breastplate and put it away, and thanked Xia Shouzhong: "Your Majesty is so good and heartwarming, I don't even know how to thank him for the old man." Of course, I also want to thank my father-in-law for taking the trouble to get the ointment for me, and invite my father-in-law to eat the best red bean cake in the capital another day......"

Xia Shouzhong narrowed his eyes and smiled, there were not many people in the palace who patted him, complimented him, and gave him gold and silver treasures, but he felt that nothing could beat the red bean cake that Jia Cong said.

Eunuchs are also human beings, and people have seven emotions and six desires. The sincere words spoken by a child like Jia Cong, Xia Shouzhong felt very heartwarming.

"Follow Your Majesty loyally and do things for Your Majesty."

Xia Shouzhong stretched out his hand and patted Jia Cong's helmet, and returned to the imperial tent with a smile.

Just as the emperor and his courtiers had discussed the loss of tax silver, most of the Chinese warriors in the tent retreated, leaving Cao Jiugong alone.

Cao Jiugong hesitated again and again, and finally bowed down and played: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the identity of this group of water bandits is not simple, maybe they are from a certain family in the south of the Yangtze River, and even have a relationship with those in the capital." Your Majesty asked the gang of people in Jiangnan to investigate, I'm afraid it will ......"

"I know!"

Liu Heng waved his hand to let Cao Jiugong sit down and speak, and he said: "The salt tax in the south of the Yangtze River is the first in Yangzhou, and the salt classes in Yangzhou and Zhejiang are erosive. Most of the rest sent most of them directly to the Dragon Head Palace, and then looked for opportunities to be greedy for ink. This time the Yangzhou salt tax was robbed, needless to say, I can also think that someone wants to do something to the Yangzhou Salt Patrol Imperial History Mansion, but unfortunately Lin Ruhai is a great talent, and his life is afraid that it will not be guaranteed. ”

Every year, the salt tax sent to the capital alone has more than two million taels of silver, and who is not tempted by the wealth of Yangzhou's salt class?

Cao Jiugong was silent for a moment, and sighed: "It's a pity that Lin Ruhai is the emperor's person, and the minister has sent people to send messages many times before, but he has not received a response. Your Majesty, or let them eat the dog themselves, and let's wait and see what happens. ”

It stands to reason that Lin Ruhai and the gang in Jiangnan are all people of the emperor, and there is nothing wrong with Cao Jiugong saying this.

But Liu Heng shook his head: "It is true that Lin Ruhai was hand-picked by his father to explore flowers and personally promoted and cultivated, but Lin Ruhai is not only for his father." In addition to the surplus money of 500,000 salt taxes sent to Longshou Palace every year, the rest of the salt taxes are sent to the household department according to the system. If Lin Ruhai was really killed by that group of people, who will be the next Yangzhou Salt Patrol Imperial History? Whose house will the two million taels of silver be sent to every year? ”

Alas!

The emperor was sighing, and Cao Jiugong and Xia Shouzhong were also sighing. The Emperor Taishang is stubbornly holding the military and political power of the DPRK and China, and there are clans who covet the dragon chair to stir up the wind and rain, it is difficult!