Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

   Chapter 890 Kong Neng and Liu Cheng

After standing in the post booth and watching Daddy, Erlang and Brother lead people away gradually, turning into small black dots and disappearing on the far road, Jiang Liu's eyes stopped on the distant mountain for a while, then looked back and smiled, "Brother, Sister Caiwei, sister, do you think the mountains are a little greener?"

   Jiang Dalang also took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Tomorrow will be frightened, spring will be half way, how dare the mountains not be green?"

   Jiang Muyan held back her deep reluctance, and said, "The grass looks far away, but there is nothing. In another month, it will be the imperial capital of Yanliu. Let's take advantage of this season, we should go out for a walk."

   Hearing that each of them can make a statement, Zheng Caiwei has no such ability. She wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and asked directly, "Where are we going to play?"

  Jiang Liu smiled and said, "Sister Caiwei is wrong, we are going to play, you are still busy with Zhenyu betrothal!"

   "Well, you little Liuer, how dare you laugh at me and see how I clean up you!" Zheng Caiwei knew that Jiang Liu was ticklish and stretched out her paws to scratch at her.

   "Sister can't catch up with me, let's see how you deal with it!" Jiang Liu giggled and ran forward, while Zheng Caiwei jumped and chased behind.

   Jiang Dalang and his third sister smiled at each other, walked down the post pavilion, and walked towards the city gate. The younger sister has worked so hard, and he needs to cheer up and take good care of his family, so that the second uncle will not worry.

  The east wind passed through the weeping willows beside the post pavilion, with the Yuwen Wen of the Imperial City and Jiang Liu’s laughter, and soon went west to the long pavilion ten miles away from Kang’an, blowing Jiang Erye’s bright red official uniform.

   Jiang Erye raised his head and drank the wine poured by Zuo Xiang himself, and said with a spring breeze on his face, "It's flattering for the servants to come to see him at the ten-mile pavilion."

   Taifu cupped his hands, his long gray beard and exaggerated sleeves were blown by the wind, "This trip is a long way, and you are worried about it. I hope Jiang Shilang, Zeng Facao and all the monarchs will be treasured and return safely at an early date."

   Jiang Erye, Zeng Xianzhi and Xie Qingquan returned the salute with everyone, said goodbye and continued on their way. After walking three or five miles, Jiang Erye said with Xie Qingquan and Zeng Xianzhi, "Two adults, the weather is cold and windy, how about we transfer to the carriage?"

  Xie Qingquan smiled and said, "This old man also has this intention."

   "Xiaguan didn't sleep well last night, let's go get some sleep first." Jiang Erye jumped directly into the carriage beside him from the horse and got in.

   Zeng Xianzhi couldn't help sighing when he saw this, "Jiang Shilang is worthy of being born in Wuju, and his skills are so strong, the lower officials are ashamed. Xie Lao, let's go to the carriage too?"

   After Jiang Erye got into the carriage, he beckoned to call "Uncle Qiu", "Have you been taking a break recently?"

   "Uncle Qiu" smiled and shook his head, "I haven't been out for a long time, so I rarely have the opportunity to ride a horse. I'll be addicted to it later. Second Master, take a rest."

   Jiang Erye looked at his son, nephew, and Jiang Xijing who were guarding the car, and then casually said, "Ling'er come up and hammer my father's legs."

   "Yes." Jiang Ling jumped off the horse, got into the carriage, bowed his head and beat his father's legs.

   Jiang Er Ye leaned on the carriage, looked at his son with his head on his hand, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

  Jiang Ling's hand stopped for a while, and then he beat his father's leg, almost inaudible, "...Well."

   Jiang Erye sighed, "It's hard to be a father, but no matter how hard it is, we have to move forward and look forward. What's that poem called? It's better to feel sorry for the person in front of you!"

  Jiang Ling, whose tears were about to fall, pursed his lips and corrected, "It's better to take pity on the person in front of you."

   "The meaning is almost there, just a word or two is fine."

  Jiang Ling's hand became heavier, and he muttered, "It's a thousand miles away, even if there are seven words in a sentence, my father is wrong two times, and the meaning is very different."

   Jiang Erye stared at his son with peach blossom eyes, and suddenly said, "Want to cry? Come and cry for your father to hug you for a while?"

  Jiang Ling refused without hesitation, "No!"

Not yet, the tears are about to fall, what can you do, Jiang Erye lifted his leg and swept his son to his side, "You are so old, pretend to be an old man. If you want to cry, cry if you want to cry, or make trouble, otherwise you will ruin the old man. I can't give you money to see a doctor."

  Let his father make such a toss, Jiang Ling's sorrow for parting is gone, he can't cry, "I want to go out to ride a horse."

   "Don't worry, just get some sleep." This carriage was specially modified for long journeys. The inside of the carriage was covered with three layers of thick cushions. It was comfortable and not bumpy, so it was suitable for sleeping. Jiang Erye stretched his waist and yawned, leaned over to his son's ear and whispered, "I think this person who pretends to be Uncle Qiu looks like I can fool him."

   In terms of size, movement, voice, and appearance, they are indeed very similar. Jiang Ling leaned into his father's ear and whispered, "Father should not get too close to him these few days to avoid accidental injury."

   "I understand for my father." Jiang Erye yawned again, "Go to sleep."

   "I can't sleep."

   "If you can't sleep, just protect your father here, and sleep for a while." Jiang Erye took off his official uniform, wrapped himself in the quilt, and fell asleep peacefully.

   Getting enough sleep during the day and keeping watch at night, Jiang Ling also yawned and got into the quilt and fell asleep.

   When they were sleeping soundly, Jiang Dalang returned to the mansion with his younger brothers and sisters. Although the whole family worked hard to cheer up, Jiang Er Ye left, and the house seemed to be more than half empty, and everyone felt empty. Jiang Sanlang, Shilang and Jiang Xichen took Xiaoyueer and Xiaoshu to play in the garden. In the main room of the north courtyard, Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Pinglan and Mrs. Zheng were chatting with each other. Yue Jinyi, Yan Shi and Ya were in the west courtyard. While chatting in the room, making small clothes for the child in the belly.

  The three sisters of the Jiang family, Liao Chunling and Zheng Caiwei gathered in the Renfu study, chatting and discussing where to play. Shu Qiu, whose eyes were still red, walked in and said beside Jiang Liu, "Girl, ask for an appointment with the steward."

   After Uncle Qiu left, Yanping was in charge of the mansion. He was here because something happened. Jiang Liu got up and went to see him in the east wing of this courtyard.

After Yanping came in, he said in a low voice, "Girl, Kong Neng fought with a neighbor in Xinchangfang, chopped off two of his fingers with a knife, and was taken to Nancheng Bingma Si Yamen. His neighbor had someone in the Yamen, People want to cut off Kongneng's hands, should we take care of it or not?"

   Jiang Liu frowned and asked, "How many times is this?"

   Before Kong Quanwu died, Uncle Qiu went to see him and asked Kong Quanwu to tell everything he knew, and promised that in the future when Kong Neng was in trouble, they would help him three times.

   Yanping replied, "Uncle Qiu helped him find an errand to make ends meet last spring. If we take action this time, it will be the second time."

  Jiang Liu nodded, "It's okay. Let Jiang Ming go and tell Peng Fujiu how much money Kong Neng should pay to accompany him, and leave his hands behind."

"Yes."

Not long after Yanping went out, Huyantu came in, "Girl, today another imperial censor sent an excerpt to the court to play Yijianghou and Liu Cheng. Our people have heard the news. The Marquis of Yijiang."

   The title of Marquis of Yijiang was conferred on the merits of saving the late emperor. Long live should not take back the title, but Liu Ji's title should be removed. As for Liu Cheng, Jiang Liu raised his peach blossom eyes and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on the Li family in An Defang. If they attack Liu Cheng, send one of our people to rescue him, and then lurking beside Liu Cheng."

  Huyan Tu was puzzled, "Girl, why not just remove Liu Cheng?"

"He has been in Kang'an for more than 30 years, and he must know a lot of valuable information. It may be useful to keep him. And..." Jiang Liu stared at the sloppy Huyantu, and said with a sullen face, "Clean up your dignity. If you go out again, if this girl sees you like this again, you will go to the racecourse to pick up horse manure for two months."

   Huyantu, who thought he could live comfortably after the second master left, shuddered, "Yes, I will clean up now, and I will never stain the girl's eyes again."

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