Just when the official guests were having a big banquet in Ningguo Mansion, there was also a lot of lively and joy in Rongguo Mansion.

Many noble relatives and relatives of the Jia family gathered together, and the relatives of the neighbors of Yingying and Yanyan were far more common. However, the most lively and noisy thing in Rongguo Mansion at this time was a small opera troupe specially invited.

In this era when there were no TV and mobile phones, eating wine and listening to opera became the main program for banquets in Rongfu.

However, unlike Ningguo Mansion, Ningguo Mansion is all big men who eat wine freely and can even guess when they are excited. However, Rongguo Mansion is hosted by female relatives. In this environment, although they all eat some wine, they are also fruit wine, mostly rice wine, and they can stop eating it.

With so many families of powerful families gathered in Shenjing City, if they really made some jokes in front of everyone because of drunkenness, they would probably be spread throughout Shenjing the next day.

That is the real scene of social death.

It is worth mentioning that at the beginning of the banquet, Phoenix Egg Jia Baoyu was still clamoring to play and celebrate with his sisters and sisters in Rongguo Mansion.

Just as he said that, the people in the Jia family changed their color, and even the face of Jia Mu suddenly became cold.

"Today is the grand day for our Jia family to return to the top-ranking powerful family in Shenjing. There are distinguished guests at home. In the past, they were all their own family members. It would be fine to laugh, but now they are yellow muddy. Is it okay to make a fuss?"

As he said two sentences, Jia Zheng blushed and shouted that the servant next to him would go to invite the family law. Baoyu was so scared that he almost lost his soul. How could he dare to say anything about staying in Rong Mansion for a banquet?

Let’s talk about the guests in the Rong Mansion’s banquet hall.

During the whole banquet, many maids shuttled back and forth, spreading hot and cold dishes, dessert soups, and various fruit wines to the table. After the meal, various fresh seasonal fruits and melons were placed on it.

In the hall, Jia Mu laughed from time to time under the congratulations of everyone. The situation in front of her was that since the old Duke left, Jia Mu had been away for a long time.

Of course, most of the topics of everyone revolve around Jia Jing's affairs. After all, this is the reason for today's banquet.

When it comes to Jia Jing, he couldn't help but mention that he was not as young as the one who was young, and he had already achieved the title of Wuhou; what is particularly important is that this young Wuhou has not yet started a family!

Thinking of this, whether it is the old concubines in the palace in the hall or the wives of other noble families, they all have different thoughts in their hearts.

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In the suburbs of Shenjing, Green Willow Villa.

Just as the guests and guests of Ningrong were having a big banquet, a very sumptuous banquet was also held in a large courtyard in Green Willow Villa.

At the table, Lai Fu was sitting there having a drink with a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of expression.

"The third master originally thought that he could come to your uncle to sit here, but he really couldn't take it off, so he told me to have two drinks with you for him!" Lai Fu raised his glass and said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Brother Jing is talented, but unfortunately, I, as my uncle, can't help him! Instead, he wants to work hard for me..."

As he was talking, a simple-dressed woman came out of the room next to her, holding a child less than two years old and crying.

"The head of the family, the child is asking for you!" the woman said.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man quickly got up and took the child over. During the action, he saw that one of his legs was not smooth, but he was a little disabled.

If you look closely, isn’t it the lame butcher who was the past?

Holding the child, the middle-aged man looked a little embarrassed, "In the end, I, as my uncle, have to invest my nephew in helping him with his wife, hey..."

Lai Fu hurriedly poured wine for the middle-aged man again and said with a smile: "I guess you would say that. The third master said, "You are his uncle, and your nephew should be filial to his uncle." Besides, I was all relying on you to hang out with you and practice your courage so that I will not be afraid of the bloody days on the battlefield, right?"

"Third Master means that after a few days, I am still preparing to buy a larger store industry for you so that you can earn some money every year and monthly."

The middle-aged man waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Compared to the butcher who worked hard to be the butcher, he was covered in blood, water, shit, and urine. Now it is a life like a god! Where do I need any store industry?"

"Besides, now I'm just helping my nephew see the house. The farm gives so much money every month, which is enough for the food and clothing at home!" Holding the child in his arms, the middle-aged man's face was full of happiness, "Now I'm content!"

Upon hearing this, Lai Fu nodded in his heart, but still smiled: "You can't just look at the home. The three masters' affairs are all counted on you to help him take care of them! As the third master's uncle, you are half the master here!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he nodded repeatedly, looking proud.

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Hall of Care for Heart.

Emperor Hongde rarely reviewed the memorial today. Instead, he sat quietly on the dragon throne behind the imperial case. The anger in his eyes was enough to ignite the capital of the God of Capital.

Since a while ago, after learning from Jia Jing's words that there were problems with the government and administration of the Northern Zhili and Shandong, Emperor Hongde had a bad premonition.

Because this is no longer a small matter, especially the military affairs, Emperor Hongde went to Longshou Palace to worship the verse that day.

It happened that the Supreme Emperor also had the intention of delegating power because of his health that he had been getting better and worse recently, so he divided the Jinyiwei who had been holding in his hands to Emperor Hongde. The person in charge of these Jinyiwei was a commander named Fang Zheng.

With the more detailed and comprehensive information source of the Jinyiwei, Emperor Hongde discovered that the huge Great Zhou Empire had already been full of holes.

There are natural disasters outside and man-made disasters, and there are local officials who are corrupt inside. The people can be said to be living in dire straits.

Emperor Hongde held the Jinyiwei in his hand and had a broad source of information, he finally understood that the Supreme Emperor would be increasingly targeting those civil servant groups recently.

Especially in the past two years, it is already amazing that the disaster relief money and grain allocated by the imperial court due to natural disasters in various places will be distributed to the victims of 100% of the money and grains. Before the silver and grain were released, they were drifted away by 30%. These are all things done by those civil servants!

Emperor Hongde looked at the secret folds of the Jinyiwei on the imperial desk, his face became colder and colder. As his anger rose, his eyes flashed with cold light. The rich murderous intent made the entire Yangxin Palace feel like he fell into an ice cave.

After a long time, Emperor Hongde let out a heavy breath and pressed down the anger in his heart.

After rubbing his temples, Emperor Hongde closed his eyes and slowed down for a while, and finally spoke:

"Qu Shi'an, pass on my will and proclaim that the salt censor Lin Ruhai, the two Huaihei, came to Beijing to report his duties!"

Qiu Shi'an hurriedly responded and was about to go to report the cabinet to draft an order. After walking more than ten steps, he was stopped by Emperor Hongde again.

"Then the Jingying Jiedushi Wang Ziteng will enter the palace again!"

Qiu Shian bowed again to agree to the promise.

Watching Qiu Shi'an's figure leave, Emperor Hongde closed his eyes and leaned on the dragon chaise, slowly pinching the bridge of his nose with his left hand, and his right hand casually placed on the armrest of the dragon chaise. His index finger gently tapped the wooden armrest.

"Dong...Dong...Dong..."

The crisp sound of knocking echoed in the Yangxin Hall, and the needles falling from Yangxin Hall can be heard at this moment.

After a while, Emperor Hongde, who had been calming down, opened his eyes and was about to read the memorial, but he saw Fang Zheng, the commander of the Jinyiwei below, bowing and standing there.

Looking at the respectful commander of the Jinyiwei in the hall, Emperor Hongde's expression was bright and dark, and suddenly he thought of the Jia family and his eyes lit up.

"Fang Zheng, I will give you a task today!"

"I'm here!" Fang Zheng responded, and his figure became three points lower.

"You should keep an eye on Zhaowu Hou for me, be detailed and reliable! It is your first job since you arrived at me!"

"I will receive the order!"
Chapter completed!