The black steed carrying the handsome king galloped through the streets, and the people who set up stalls on the streets saw the strange and avoided them.
"See? If you make any more trouble, let King Cheng take you away." The woman selling vegetables threw down her basket and pointed at the figure speeding past to teach the child who kept crying.
Jing Shao strangled his horse to slow down and happened to hear these words, and could not help but frown.
"Rumor has it that King Cheng was tyrannical and killed 100,000 prisoners of war on the battlefield, whose name cured the night cries of children." This was one of those people's reasons for impeaching him back then, killing 100,000 prisoners, how ridiculous, not to mention the battle against the Xiong Nu, he himself only brought 50,000 soldiers and horses, and the entire Xiong Nu army didn't have as many as 100,000 soldiers. When he will be the Hun general and two thousand soldiers surrounded up, persuade them to surrender, those human nature strong, would rather die than surrender, he let the people layer by layer to kill, and finally the general with the people to break out of the siege was killed by him, caught less than five hundred people alive, and each hate chen army into the bone, if not killed will be endless trouble.
As it turns out, rumors have been circulating since this time.
Today's weather was sunny, and the sunlight slipped in through the open window ledges, warming the wide sandalwood desk. Mu Hanzhang sat in front of the desk, holding a ledger and carefully counting his dowry.
North Marquis family is large, but the population is also large, give him a share of the property plus counting a total of less than 30,000 taels. The public account of the mother is read, can not pick what problem. Although 30,000 taels did not shorten him much, but also did not allow him to dip a point of cheap. In addition, the ancestral home, ancestral fields can not give him, the silver family just after the New Year is basically no, divided into his hands are some can not move the manor, fields, only those cash silver is also used to prepare the dowry!
The eastern suburbs of the land he remembered is a piece of barren forest, acacia bushes, jagged rocks, can not plant things, also not suitable for building gardens, basically is a waste. And this vast land, in his "family property" still accounted for most of it. Mu Hanzhang sneer, Du really not afraid of people poke their spine ah!
However, in this way, he basically had no cash silver in his hand now. The 100,000 taels given by his mother was a whole sheet, and he didn't want to touch this money until he had to.
"Your Highness, the side lady has come into the East Garden." Yunzhu scurried into the study and said in a hurry.
"What is she doing here?" Mu Hanzhang frowned and put the account book away in the cabinet. Didn't she just come to ask for peace after breakfast?
"It must be about the center feed, if she says that it will take a few months before she can hand over the account books, you must not agree to her." Yunzhu wrinkled her nose, and there was some dissatisfaction in her tone.
Mu Hanzhang heard this and didn't say anything, but only had Song invited to the small study.
Song Lingxin walked in with a coquettish smile, "I hope Your Highness will not be offended if my concubine comes here unexpectedly."
Mu Hanzhang was impatient to surround himself with her, and after a few polite words, he asked her what was the matter.
"According to the rules, the princess should hand over all the affairs of the home to you when she enters the door, it's just that the royal family traditionally sends out the monthly silver on the first day of the month, and this month's affairs are numerous, so I'm afraid that handing it over to the princess right now would be messy, so I've come to ask for a show of hands from the princess." Song Ling Xin said with a smile.
Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes, playing with the white jade paperweight on the table in his hands, his thumb unconsciously rubbing the rounded edges, a small habit he had when considering things, "In that case, you continue to be in charge for the next couple of days, and as for presiding over the middle feeder, wait for the king to come back tonight."
Seeing that this person does not sang set, Song Lingxin face green green, and then returned to the smile: "Yes, or it depends on the meaning of the king, concubine said also does not count. There is one more thing ......" said the booklet in his hand and put it on the desk.
"What is this?" Mu Hanzhang glanced at it, there was nothing written on the book cover, just a drawing of a peony flower.
"This is the arrangement for the days of bedding." Song Lingxin said, always feeling that it was a bit embarrassing to face this male Wangfei and say this, yet she had to say, "Concubine has discussed this with her two sisters, and it's all written on it, so please ask Wangfei to take a look at it, so that she can finalize it earlier for the Duo Chief to arrange."
This topic, which made Mu Hanzhang also a little uncomfortable, said that he knew and waved his hand for her to go back to the West Garden.
On the outskirts of the capital, King Cheng Biezhuang.
This mountain villa was given to him by the Emperor, and behind it was a rather high earth mountain with lush grass and trees and running water, which was his summer retreat.
"My subordinate has met Your Majesty!" Entering the manor, a tall man with green clothes and bundled hair was the first to come forward and salute.
"Where is Ren Feng?" Jing Shao handed his horse over to the subordinate who greeted him and asked the green-clothed man.
"The commander is in the martial arts arena, my subordinate will go and call him."
"There's no need, you go with this king to take a look." Jing Shao held his hands in the air and walked unhurriedly through the wooden ring corridor towards the west of the mountain villa.
The area of the villa is much larger than the royal mansion in the city, the entire west side has been converted into a martial arts arena, the center of the arena up a three-foot-high wooden stage, the stage set up weapon racks, eighteen kinds of weapons all kinds of. At this time, two people dressed in gray guard uniforms are fighting on the stage.
One person makes a big sword, one person makes a long spear, you come and go, a group of people under the stage who also wear gray guard uniforms, once to the wonderful place will hoot and holler, very lively.
Jing Shao came just in time to see the one who made the big sword was thrown off the stage by his opponent, a move back to make quite beautiful: "Good!"
"Your Highness!" Only then did the crowd notice the master's arrival and kneeled down to salute, a man in black power suit with a slender figure walked out from the crowd and knelt down on one leg in front of Jing Shao: "My subordinate didn't know that the king had come and had missed the welcome, I hope that the king will forgive me."
"You kid, what are you pretending!" Jing Shao made the crowd get up and whooped him on the head. This black clothed man was the commander in people's mouths, this Buzhuang lived two hundred close guards belonging to King Cheng, and Ren Feng was the commander of his close guards.
"Hehehe ......" Ren Feng smiled and stood up, the scar on his left eye that was pulled from his eyebrow bone to the corner of his eye looked quite fierce, but that round face smiled quite naively, "Last time, Mr. Yun said that my subordinate was too vulgar and didn't know the etiquette, so my subordinate was thinking of to learn the manners of those generals."
Jing Shao raised his eyebrows, "Just you?" After saying that, he again called him a slap, grabbed the collar and dragged to the martial arts stage, "Don't net whole those useless, come to accompany this king to loosen the muscles."
Ren Feng immediately became bitter: "Your Majesty, my subordinate has just fought for two hours."
"Cut the crap!" Jing Shao didn't care about him, throwing him a random weapon and slashing up with his greatsword.
At noon Jing Shao really did not return to the house, Mu Hanzhang ate lunch by himself, then ran to the small study again with great interest and threw the booklet with the peony flower drawing to the side. The shelf of books in the study that didn't belong to him, he hadn't looked at them carefully yet. Jing Shao said last night that this little study would belong to him from now on, and all the books could be read at will.
In addition to some brand-new travelogues and essays seen yesterday, it seems that some of the books have been read, Mu Hanzhang guessed that it was Jing Shao's books that used to be placed here, perhaps not commonly used and did not move it to the large study in the Listening Wind Pavilion. Reaching out, he took a set of books wrapped in blue hardcover and put them on the desk, pulling out one of them to look at.
Surprisingly, it was a military book! But come to think of it, it would be strange if there were poems and songs in Jing Shao's study.
Slowly turning it over, Mu Hanzhang couldn't help but widen his eyes. Between the upright black lines of characters, annotations were densely written in vermilion pen.