Wing Lung 2 years, happy life until 13 years old.

At the end of March, the crown prince was persecuted too much by the emperor and was overwhelmed by the mutiny, and his father Jia Yu and his uncle Jia Jingju of the Eastern Mansion were subordinate officials of the Eastern Palace, and several other noble sons were helplessly coerced by the prince to mutiny.

Jia Daishan, the grandfather who was raised at home, heard the news and immediately decided to imprison the two, and the grandfather of Daihua in Dongfu was seriously ill and only handed over his own soldiers to Xifu, Jia Daishan had to put on his armor again and go into battle with the soldiers of the two provinces to summon the old troops to quell the rebellion.

The earth-shattering shouts lasted all night, and from time to time the sound of scolding and scolding the routs from all over the courtyard wall made them frightened for the first time, and they had no sleep all night, and the whole family waited in the small house in the backyard in fear until it was almost noon, and the pillars of the family returned.

The smell of blood on my grandfather's body was disgusting, and his silver hair was covered with blood scabs, but my grandfather didn't say anything.

In the end, I only heard that Rong Guogong led the personal soldiers of the noble family and Long Xiangwei stationed in the imperial city, and the 8,000 people of the East Palace fought at the north gate of the palace for a night.

The atmosphere at home changed all at once.

The high-spirited father squatted in his yard all day drinking, the eldest mother died soon after being frightened, Rongxitang also lost the laughter of the past, and the grandfather also fell ill, coughing up blood from time to time, I heard that the internal organs were injured by a blunt object, and the only happy event was that the second aunt was pregnant again.

In the middle of April of the 2nd year of Yonglong, the will finally came out of the palace.

The second prince provoked the prince to rebel and give death, and the six rates were scattered and included in the dead soldiers' camps of the border armies, and all the officials of the East Palace who participated in the rebellion were beheaded, and the sons and daughters of the lords were imprisoned and did not actually participate in the death, but this life is over, and those who inherit the super title can only attack the general.

He also ordered each family to send their descendants to the side.

Ninghou Jia Dai incarnated as the envoy of the Jingying Jiedu, who should have led his troops to quell the rebellion, but he was seriously ill and bedridden and did not beg for bones, serious dereliction of duty, and should have been dismissed from the knighthood, but his grandfather was meritorious in saving the driver, so he was only demoted to a first-class general and deposed from all positions.

Although the Ning Mansion suffered heavy losses, everyone knew whose problem it was, and the title was still preserved, which made the Ning Rong Second Mansion rejuvenated.

At that time, I said that I was not big, I said that I was thirteen years old, the people were already able to get married, the remaining few small ones in the family were still breastfeeding, and the second uncle also had an errand in the Ministry of Industry, and he seemed to be born with divine power, tall and tall, and a dozen strong men could not get close to him, so he was selected and sent to Ningxia Zhenfu to serve.

Before leaving, my grandfather dragged himself into the study of Lixiangyuan, handed over the power and connections of Rongguofu in the Kansai border army to himself, and told him that he was dying, and that he would not need to run to mourn when the time came, and he could concentrate on killing the enemy for the country, and he did not have to serve filial piety.

I took it out and prepared it for a long time, and I was going to put on the armor and blade that I was going to give as a gift for my eldest grandson's fourteenth birthday, and I took out a horse lance from the warehouse, which was the horse weapon of Jia Yuan, the first Rongguo Gong, as the only one in the family who served in the army, and Jia Hui could use her in the entire Rongguo Mansion.

In the end, let the old soldiers set off with the newly selected little soldiers who belonged to Jia Hui alone.

The figure of Jia Hui and his entourage slowly disappeared on Rongning Street, and when they looked back, the old lady and others had gone back, only the old man stood alone in front of the stone lion in Rongguo Mansion, looking at himself, worried about the dangerous road ahead for his grandson.

Less than half a year after coming to Ningxia, the Timur people came, and they were physically strong and excellent in martial arts, and they were not as old as fourteen, so they were selected to join the Anxi Iron Cavalry. In the first battle, he used the steel whip in his hand to crush the head of a thousand households, and he became a thousand presidents.

In the first battle of Hamiwei, the horse died, and he could only be a heavy infantry, and he was the commander of the Jin'an West Iron Cavalry.

In the first battle of Dihua, he led the army to carve a formation and smashed the Uighur cavalry, which was the first achievement.

Now, he has become the leader of all the cavalry of the Anxi army and has once again made meritorious service and shot Huntaiji of the Timurid Khanate. A high lord can't run.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old Gao Jue, even if he retired on the spot, the wealth of the second half of his life was basically stable, and Jia Hui fell asleep.

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Imperial capital, Yanjing.

In the East Pavilion, the lights are bright.

The emperor, who has been on the throne for three years, is looking at the documents of the military department tiredly, this is the list of rewards for this campaign to conquer the west, and the fate of the entire Anxi army is on this piece of paper.

Looking at the list of nearly half that had not been considered, the emperor became more and more irritable.

The emperor did abdicate, but he still held on to power in his hands, how could the emperor who had been playing with power for decades let go?

He has no foundation in the court, and the power in his hands is basically only the Qing guests raised in the palace before. Traveling in the mountains and rivers, reciting poems and writing articles are all good hands, and it is useless to put them in the court alone.

The nest is so bad that he can't even decide his own year name, and the emperor directly sets up the year name, Heavenly Sage, Heavenly Sage, hehe, two Sage.

How nice this name is Tianbao!

The decrees are all from Yingtai, and all he can manage are trivial things, just like that, he has to be ready to be summoned at any time, and he is called to be scolded every once in a while, and he is not comfortable when he is a prince.

Fortunately, two imperial examinations have been held in the past two years, and they finally have a little strength in their hands, but this group of people are small officials with sesame mung beans, and when they can use them, they will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse?

The more the emperor thought about it, the more angry he became, he slammed the jade pen in his hand to the ground, pounded the imperial case again and again, and leaned back on the back of the chair violently, panting for breath, his eyes pressed against the beams of the room.

Xia Shouzhong, who had been serving the emperor since he was in the palace, couldn't stop feeling distressed when he looked at the emperor, the original prince of Taiping looked like he had gone lucky and won the throne, but who asked him?

One of the two brothers committed suicide, and the other committed suicide, and the three princes, who only liked to play in the mountains and rivers, became the only remaining adult prince, and were pushed to the front of the stage by the emperor, and since then, the emperor has been imprisoned in the imperial city and has no freedom at all.

In recent years, the surviving princes have also grown up, the eldest son of the first prince, the emperor's own nephew has also thought about it, and the emperor and his old man seem to have some ideas.

The Emperor's situation is really getting more and more difficult.

The emperor who was over venting glanced at Xia Shouzhong in confusion, Xia Shouzhong comprehended, took out another pen and handed it to the emperor.

After the temper is over, I will continue to work overtime, and I have prepared a reward, and I will go to Yingtai tomorrow to hand in my homework. Maybe I'll be scolded again.

It's pitiful, I haven't been in the harem for a few days, and I'm not a person who is not confused, and I still have to hand in my homework, so didn't I live to forty in vain?

The bitter emperor felt aggrieved, but he still continued to do his homework.