Chen Zhuyuan, the deputy envoy of the South Vietnamese mission, died, and was directly thrown away by the forbidden army and turned into a puff of dust.

On the street leading to the Sifang Pavilion, there were people writhing around hanging from the trees.

The first gentleman in Daxia was released from the palace, and all the gentlemen in the capital retracted their brains, for fear of being caught by this master.

According to Liu Ke's order, Yu Linlang did not discount in the slightest, one person and one tree, and the arrangement was appropriate.

The people have opened their eyes this time, and the little dolls who live near the Sifang Pavilion have moved small stools from their homes to sit in rows and watch the monkeys.

Jia Cong was picked up by Liu Ke and went to Princess Cui, and asked about his father's situation on the way, Liu Ke only knew a rough idea, but Master Pardon had a letter from home to return to the capital with Jiefang, which would be estimated to have been sent to Rongxi Hall.

"Your father did such a beautiful job this time, the monkeys of South Vietnam probably never dreamed that someone would steal his house directly. News has already been sent from Guangxi that the enemies of Zhen'an and Siming have retreated."

Liu Ke shook the whip in his hand excitedly, and his eyes suddenly became complicated again.

"Alas, this king doesn't have to say anything inauspicious, in this way, the crisis in Guangxi is solved, but the pressure on your father is greater. Thousands of miles away, and separated by the dangers of mountains and seas, the DPRK and China want to help, but they can't help."

Jia Enhou is his half-brother of Liu Ke, and the two have prostituted together...... Uh, what a friend, I hope the old boy can come back soon.

These days are without Jia Enhou, and he goes to Cuihong Mansion alone, which feels boring.

"Master, the mistress is on the edge of the pond in Beiyuan......

Princess Cui speaks softly and slowly on weekdays, giving people the feeling that she is too delicate to take care of herself.

But she stood next to the Jia family, and directly pressed those who wanted to use the girl of the Jia family as a demon from the momentum, and she didn't even dare to breathe.

"The second girl of Rongguo Mansion is a matchmaker made by this concubine, you say that you have some of these, are you questioning the vision of this concubine?"

"Mrs. Yongxingbo, your family is also favored by the country, why didn't this concubine hear about Uncle Yongxing's initiative to make peace with him? How? When things are put on your own hands, you will understand what it means to be cautious in words and deeds."

"The major affairs of the national dynasty are not understood by a woman in the house, but the concubine understands one thing, that is, it is not easy for women, not to mention that the adult men in Rongguo Mansion are running all over the country at the moment, and there is no man in the family who can do things."

"You bully the women and children of Rongguofu so much, aren't you afraid that Rongguohou will come back and knock on the door? If the Marquis of Rong Guo is guilty, which of you can bear it?"

Jia Cong, who followed Liu Ke, heard these words of Princess Cui, and the depressed look on his face was visible to the naked eye.

"Thirteenth Master, I don't think my family is so miserable. Aren't I just the good boy of the Jia family who stands on the top of the door?"

Liu Ke glanced at Jia Cong's crotch intentionally or unintentionally, and sighed with disdain.

"You can call a man too? Little hairy child, the hair hasn't grown!"

Gan!

Jia Cong's face was red because of this sentence, if he brought the big cat over today, he must coax the big cat to shoot this old man with a paw!

Liu Ke finished despising the little hairy child Jia Cong, and then strode forward and shouted with a grin: "Madam, I'm back!"

"The concubine (courtier) greets His Royal Highness the King of Zhongshun......

The old gentleman didn't have a good face for this group of people, but he had just heard that there were many people here who were embarrassed by Jia Enhou's family.

Especially Jia Enhou's daughter, who was the matchmaker he personally protected with the princess. Hitting the face of Jia Enhou's daughter, that is to slap the princess's face, is to slap him Liu Ke's face!

In this world, who dares to slap him Liu Ke in the face? Who?

"Father, Grandpa Huang lowered you from the tree?"

This hapless kid......

The girl followed her mother, and she was innocent, and she didn't know how to take care of her father's face.

Ahem......

Liu Ke coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment, rubbed his daughter's brain, glanced around and said coldly, "This king doesn't care about you long-tongued women

, when Jia Enhou comes back, he will naturally come to the door one by one."

"The concubine body just heard that the South Vietnamese envoys were clamoring for a candidate for peace, and named the girl who wanted Rong Guo Mansion. The concubine also wants to persuade her, now that the country is in difficulty, the South Vietnamese envoys are aggressive, for the sake of the overall situation, the Rong Guo Mansion should indeed worry about the monarch......

Yongxing Bo Xiao Hongfeng was originally the first choice for the deputy envoy of the Jingying Festival, and he didn't want to go to the year when Jia Yu suddenly rose up, regained the glory of the Jia family, and took away his position as the deputy envoy of the festival.

Today, Mrs. Yongxingbo used all kinds of words to squeeze Yingchun and others, originally just wanted to take the opportunity to vent her anger, and didn't want to be touched by Liu Ke, a madman.

She was also a little scared, and Princess Cui had a sentence that was right.

Including the old gentleman in front of her, none of the two big people in the capital can be carried by her family.

"South Vietnam? Those black monkeys are also worthy of my Daxia daughter and relatives?"

Liu Ke snorted: "You don't need to worry about the safety of the dynasty, Jia Yu, the Marquis of Rongguo, has already led a large army to raid the Nanyue royal city of Shenglong Mansion, which will be hung by him on the city gate tower of Shenglong Mansion. And pro? And what pro? It was to send the queen daughter of the South Vietnamese monkey to Lao Tzu's bed, and Lao Tzu felt that his skin was too rough......

Syllable!

Princess Cui couldn't help this nonsense, slapped him on the arm, and dragged him away with a cold face.

The flower-viewing banquet in the Mirror Garden was disturbed by the South Vietnamese monkeys, and Princess Cui's face was very bad, so she grabbed Liu Ke's ears and carried him into the house as soon as she returned to the palace, and vented for some reason.

Liu Xianglian accompanied Jia Cong and Baoyu to escort the girls of Ning Rong Mansion home, and along the way, the feat of Rong Guofu rushing thousands of miles to Shenglong Mansion was spreading.

Jia Shiyi has already arranged for someone to inquire about the specific situation, Liu Ke is absurd, but his vision is definitely a top-notch existence.

The crisis in Guangxi has been solved, and the most difficult thing now is the seemingly glorious pardon master.

"I'll go back first, pardon...... Don't worry too much about my father-in-law's second sister, I'll go to the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion to inquire about the situation and see if there's any way I can support it."

Although Yingchun blushed, he was also warm in his heart.

She handed Liu Xianglian a brand-new, delicate purse, then turned around and ran towards the mansion.

Liu Xianglian held the purse that also carried the body temperature of Yingchun, and grinned.

Jia Cong and Baoyu said goodbye to him, not wanting that this person's mind would be full of shy feelings to welcome spring.

"Second Brother Bao, stop shouting, this person is stupid!"

The old servant had to step forward and gently push his young master, and Liu Xianglian came back to her senses and said goodbye to Jia Cong and the two apologetically.

The letter to the old man is very thick, some are for the old lady, the youngest son, and the old man Jing who is in charge of the overall situation at home.

"Is your dad really dangerous?"

The eldest son's letter reported good news but not bad news, encircling Wei to save Zhao was indeed a good way to solve the crisis in Guangxi, but how could there be no pressure on the side of Shenglong Mansion.

The old lady also followed Jia Daishan through ups and downs, and she saw her eldest son's concealment at a glance.

Jia Cong stared at the sentence in the letter: I retreat when the enemy advances, I disturb when the enemy is stationed, I fight when the enemy is tired, and I chase after the enemy retreats.

The lord of pardon is the heir personally cultivated by Jia Daishan, the prince of the first Rongguo, and his sensitivity to the affairs of the military array has thrown Jia Xiaosan, a half-hanger, more than ten Zhengyang Streets.

At the beginning, Jia Lian used the guerrilla tactics taught to him by Jia Cong, and hung the wolf behind his ass and played half to death.

This time, he led an army of 20,000 to fight alone in a foreign land, and it was difficult to replenish supplies, and this guerrilla tactic was the best way to delay time.

As long as it is delayed until the reinforcements arrive, the South Vietnamese monkeys will not be worried.

"The direction of the old lady, it's a little more difficult, but if you just think about the battle formation, my father won't be in any danger. Now I am afraid of the lack of food, grass and medicine, and there is a world of difference between that side and Beijing after that......

Jia Cong put away the letter in his hand, remembered that Daiyu had a travel book about the Southern Xinjiang Domain, got up and said, "Grandson, let's go and ponder and find a way to send support to my father......

"Brother Cong...... Alas, this kid ......."

The old lady looked at her grandson, who was gone, and sighed.

She said to the mandarin duck on the side, "Go and tell the eldest daughter-in-law, what Brother Cong wants, give it. If you don't have enough money, come to me. Then give the British Mansion, the Zhenguo Mansion, and the Qiyang Marquis Mansion...... In the next post, I said that the old woman is in good health, and she wants to be lively, and plans to invite the wife of their house to come to Rongguo Mansion to watch the play."

"Sister Lin, look here......

Jia Cong leaned on the table and flipped through the travelogue in his hand, pointed to one of them and said, "Southern Xinjiang is rich in miasma, and people are very prone to malaria. According to the travelogue, anyone who passes through the forest has a very high probability of malaria. With only 20,000 men, he can't hold Thang Long Province, and my father has to hold back the South Vietnamese army, so he can only withdraw from the city, hang the South Vietnamese army in circles, and inevitably drill into the forest."

Daiyu is also flipping through books, but she is turning all the pages of medical skills.

Jia Cong trotted all the way to her small courtyard, and when she talked about the difficulties of the old man in southern Xinjiang, she remembered the medical skills that recorded malaria.

She picked up the pen and began to transcribe, and whispered in her mouth: "Clear the spleen and drink Qingpu firewood, Lingxia Ganqin Baizhukai, more grass fruit ginger decoction, hot and yang malaria this recipe." Green bark, magnolia, atractylodes, grass nuts, bupleurum ......"

"Who drinks is Jingyue Fang, ginseng tangerine peel returns to ginger, the body is weak for a long time, malaria is endless, and the righteousness and evil are cured. Three slices of Polygonum multiflori, angelica, ginseng, tangerine peel and simmered ginger ......"

"Changshan drinks in the shellfish, black plum grass and fruit betel nut gathering, ginger jujube wine fried clothes, phlegm and malaria interception can be praised. Changshan, grass fruit, betel nut, Zhimu, fritillary, ......"

"Jisheng Fang", "Jingyue Quanshu", "Taiping Huimin and Pharmacy Formula"...... I only know a rough idea of these medical skills, Brother Cong, ...... you."

Daiyu turned around and was about to call Jia Cong to ask him to go to the Tai Hospital to consult the imperial doctor, but a round face appeared in front of him at the moment when he didn't want to turn around.

The two looked at each other, and Daiyu's lips just touched Jia Cong's......

Daiyu couldn't describe how she felt at this time, but Jia Cong felt like an electric shock, and she was shocked, and her hairs stood on end.

"Ah......h

Daiyu panicked and wanted to dodge and retreat, the pen in her hand was hanging on the ground, and the hem of her skirt was stained with a small ball of ink.

In a panic, he brought down the chair under him, and was about to fall to the ground but was hugged by Jia Cong.

The delicate body was held in Jia Cong's arms, and the body temperature of the two suddenly rose.

If he hadn't been in a hurry to send support to his father, Jia Cong would never have let go of this intimate opportunity. He felt the faint fragrance on the tip of his nose, and a faint heat wave in his lower abdomen hit the dantian, and he hurriedly stabilized Daiyu.

After Daiyu sat down, she reluctantly let go of the hand that held Wen Xiang Nephrite.

"What, what did Sister Lin just tell me to do?"

It's a little embarrassing, but it's also memorable.

Daiyu's neck was flushed, and her voice was like a gnat: "These prescriptions are all recorded in medical books to treat malaria, but I have only read a few medical books, and I don't understand the monarchs and ministers among them.

Jia Cong took the prescription, and there were still a few drops of ink on the paper that had accidentally splashed on the paper.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, he recited the hairpin flower on it: "Spleen Cleansing Drink, Who Drinks, Changshan Drink, Four Beasts Drink...... These are all ordinary medicinal materials, which are very suitable for the use of large armies. Sister Lin really has a good heart, and she has even taken these things into account."

Cinchona cream is the most effective treatment for malaria, but nowadays there is no trace of cinchona trees, so this commonly used prescription is more suitable.

Daiyu had many more effective prescriptions in the medical books she had, but the medicinal materials needed for those prescriptions were either rare or expensive.

The 20,000 troops drilled in the forests of southern Xinjiang, even if they emptied the households, they could not gather the medicinal materials needed by the army in a short time.

Jia Cong dried the ink on the paper, folded it and put it in his arms, and leaned his fat face towards Daiyu, who could feel the heat exhaled by the other party hitting his face......

She pushed away the little chubby face in front of her, turned her head and said shyly, "Come here again, do your best to bully people like a disciple." Tomorrow's schoolwork

Double, my uncle gave me a ruler, and when I can't finish my schoolwork, I'll hit your palm until you know how to 'respect teachers and teach before stopping......

Airplanes!

Before Daiyu finished speaking, suddenly there was another buzzing sound in her head.

Jia Cong pecked lightly on his lips, then ran away with a swish, lying on the door frame and smiling.

"I've tasted the rouge on Sister Lin's lips, it's so sweet! Even if you are killed by Sister Lin tomorrow, it will be worth it......

After a moment of confusion, Daiyu gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, wanting to catch up and beat him, but found that Jia Cong had already run away.

She remembered the intimacy between the two of them, and looked left and right at Snow Goose and Zijuan avoiding her gaze.

"Oops!"

The more Daiyu thought about it, the more ashamed she became, and finally ran back to the inner room in shame and buried herself in the soft quilt.

"Tomorrow I will ask Brother Cong to write ten big characters, no, twenty...... Thirty sheets! I can't finish writing a type, no, type a word. Let's see if he dares to make a mistake!"

The Marquis of Rongguo, Jia Yu, made a surprise attack on Thang Long Mansion, the royal city of South Vietnam, forcing the South Vietnamese army to turn back to the south and give up the occupied city of Great Xia.

There are already many people in the capital who are speculating whether the Second Sage will give this legendary Rongguo Hou Jin the title of grandfather....

"Our military achievements are the first to conquer the north, followed by the expedition to the west and the east, although the southern Xinjiang is dangerous, this time the Marquis of Rongguo besieged Wei to save Zhao and fought very beautifully, but the prince can be sealed, and the contemptible people feel that it can't reach that level."

The restaurant can be said to be full of discussions, from the envoys of various vassal states being hung on a tree by the king of Zhongshun for people to observe, to the attack of the Marquis of Rongguo, to the discussion of the war and peace in southern Xinjiang, and finally to discuss whether the Marquis of Rongguo will become the Duke of Rongguo after the war.

There are a lot of people who are not optimistic, but there are also many people who support it.

The main reason is that this time the humiliation of the South Vietnamese monkeys to Daxia has not been seen for decades, and the patience of the officials and people in the capital for this group of monkeys has long reached a critical point.

Boom!

A young scholar slapped the table and got up and shouted angrily, "The South Vietnamese barbarians are so deceitful that they even clamored at the Mirror Garden yesterday to personally select the candidates for peace. If it weren't for the good news of the Marquis of Rongguo coming south, they would definitely not give up the opportunity to humiliate our dynasty. If the Marquis of Rong can completely pacify South Vietnam, and let these arrogant white-eyed wolves understand the majesty of the Heavenly Empire, the Son of Heaven will definitely crown the prince of the country to show the majesty of the Celestial Empire!"

Laugh at......

"The Marquis of Rong Guo's battle was really good and solved the crisis in Guangxi."

There was a burly young man on the table next to him, who sneered and drank all the wine in his cup, and then chuckled: "But you have overlooked one point, the barbarian army in Southern Xinjiang is 100,000, and the Marquis of Rong Guo has only 20,000 capable soldiers in Shenglong Mansion. Thousands of miles away, the imperial court can't support him, and he is not familiar with the place, and the only way for Rong Guohou to save his life now is to flee while the South Vietnamese army has not arrived."

"However, if the Marquis of Rongguo escapes, the crisis in Thang Long Mansion will be resolved immediately. How could the South Vietnamese army easily give up the empty opportunity of Guangxi, maybe in order to take revenge, the people of Guangxi will suffer again!"

"You ......"

The scholar wanted to refute the burly man's opinion, but found that what he said was true.

He was so red-faced by these words that the restaurant was silent for a while.

At this moment, I saw several dragon guards dressed in flying fish suits striding over, scanning the restaurant, and focusing on the burly man.

"Sun Shaozu, your incident has happened!"

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