Yongpingfang, the founding Duke's Mansion.

Because of Duke Xin's death, he gave up resistance and was squeezed down the hillside during the chaos. He was still survived by Li Daolin, the founding Duke who had set up two arrows with arrows or secret arrows.

He was naked, with white gauze bandaged around his neck and abdomen.

Lying horizontally on a hardwood couch in Yongxing Hall.

The founding Duke Yuan, the wife of the founding Duke, was taking care of him, with tears of fear and lingering fear.

In the hall, Tu You, the same seriously injured Duke of Zheng, was also lying on a solid wood couch. Although the others were not lying down, seven or eight were injured.

All of them were served by the mother-in-law and maids of the Li family, lying down and feeding medicine...

Although Yuan couldn't figure out why these men refused to be honest in recuperating from this point of view.

However, Yuanshi is an authentic inner-house woman and will not interfere in foreign affairs. She knows that although she can't figure out the reason, at this time, the man must have important matters to discuss.

After receiving a look of Li Daolin, Yuan was a little worried and a little aggrieved, but he still stood up and left.

Before leaving, Li Hu was given a threatening look and told him to take good care of him...

After Yuan led a group of maids and ladies away, after a while, Li Daolin Fang said in a mute voice, "Zi Chang is dead, Yuan Zhong, Yuan Jie, Zi Gang... are all dead."

Now the hall is full of Zhenyuan Xun ministers who are the most closely followed by the founding Duke in daily life, but except for Duke Zheng Tu You, there is not even a Wuhou.

The highest title is actually just a second-class uncle...

This time, Zhenyuan Xunchen was almost tragically killed.

What makes people feel most depressed is that they often die of killing each other!

At Tiewang Mountain, Prince Yizhong Liu Huan raised his rebellion and killed one group of people.

In the capital, another group of people wanted to break through the imperial city, but they were killed with some martial eunuchs who had been secretly collected by Emperor Chongkang.

This group of people suffered even heavier losses than Tiewangshan’s death battle.

Because some of the originally neutral Wu Xun was furious and attacked because of the bloody slaughter of the family by the scattered soldiers.

In the end, they even forgot why they killed and who they wanted to kill. They just wanted to pull all the soldiers to hell, but they didn't expect that they had become soldiers.

This ridiculous, bloody, and extremely cruel reality makes Li Daolin worse than death!

He was not heartbroken about the sharp decline in power in his hands, but heartbroken about the tragic deaths of his brothers for many years...

It's unfair!!

Duke Tu You of Zheng knew the elder brother's thoughts and sighed and exhorted deeply, "Brother, don't be sad, this is fate, the fate of ministers, the fate of meritorious officials... Besides, over the years, the ministers of Zhenyuan are indeed not very similar. Not only Duke Xuan, but many of us are also arrogant and extravagant. At that time, we loved soldiers like our sons under the command of the prince, but almost no one did not drink soldiers' blood in the years. They forgot the prince's lessons, and in order to plunder money and women, even your words gradually disappeared. If it weren't for this, they wouldn't have fallen to this point! Brother, this is both the will of heaven and the way they took for themselves. Then again, the fate of our elder brothers was originally picked up from the battlefield. If it weren't for the good fortune, they would have died for many years and their bones should have been transformed. If the Jin army under the prince's command had not died, hey, it would have been enough to be the king."

Li Daolin sighed softly and said, "Meng Jian, I am not a person who cannot see through life and death. The moment my son died in front of me, I had already put life and death aside. It's just... for nothing, it's time to say more. But I still hope to leave them a bloodline as much as possible."

When Tu You heard this, he frowned and said, "Brother, at this time... Although the man in the palace said that it was okay, you and I know that being injured by a firearm next to him and a firearm in his heart is completely different. Besides, even if he is cured at this moment, it is impossible to say whether he will leave any troubles. So at this moment, except for those civil officials who are verbal, who dare to jump up and down, whoever dares to jump up and down in the royal family will most likely die. Brother, we..."

Li Daolin's eyes were deep and he smiled, but there was no smile in his laughter. He said, "Meng Jian, at this time, those who should express their opinions must express their opinions. Otherwise, there will be hidden resentment and when will they explode?"

Tu You shook his body when he heard this, turned his head slightly, and looked at Li Daolin with complicated eyes.

Once upon a time, his big brother never thought about the holy intention.

It’s not that I can’t, but that I don’t want to think about it.

But now...

When the hall was in an inexplicable silence, the only second-class Yunyang Boss Song Dong suddenly asked, "Duke, you, the Duke of Trustee, said at that time, "Is it really not necessary to take us to go out to sea to conquer the world and fulfill the prince's will?"

As soon as this said, Li Daolin's face turned slightly pale. He stopped Tu You's reprimand, turned his neck hard, looked at Song Dong and other seven or eight old subordinates, blinked, and said, "I have never deceived my brother."

Second-class Yunyang Boss Song Dong suddenly burst into tears on his wooden face. He, who had never shed tears after being cut off, suddenly suppressed his voice and sobbed, saying, "Mr., take us away. If you leave this place, your brothers will never die again, and you will not die at the hands of your brothers!"

Li Daolin, who had already calmed down, looked at Song Dong, who had broken his arm and had a terrifying knife wound on his face and cried loudly, with pain on his face. The wound on his face broke and blood was flowing. His heart was like a knife was stolen, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

It is said that there are four major irons in life in later generations, and the number one ranks first is to carry a gun together.

Li Daolin and everyone did not just carry the gun together?

They are brothers who have lived and died through life and death.

However, the more iron-blooded the feeling, the more unforgettable the pain when he has to kill the other person with his own hands.

As the iron man in the hall cried bitterly, Li Daolin's eyes were scarlet and nodded, "Jianyang, brother, I'll keep my word. You should be cured and recover from the wounds. When we are all cured, we will wait for an opportunity to leave here. Let's take our own children and soldiers to fight the world again. However, before this, don't tell me, and even the closest people should not leak the news."

Yunyang Bo Song Dong and others nodded repeatedly to agree. Tu You wiped away the tears from his face and said in confusion, "Brother, but when you talked to Lao Zuo before, many people had already heard it..."

Li Daolin laughed bitterly, and said in pain, "Others only say I'm coaxing me to grow up!"

...

At night, the Jia family’s East Mansion.

Ning'an Hall.

Han Tao led seven or eight middle-aged and elderly men to enter and smiled at Jia Cong and said, "Sir, these are the most famous masters who started gardens in Chang'an, our Shenjing. They are all craftsmen. They each have a team of craftsmen, with as many as 200 or 300 people. In the past, when the royal palaces were built everywhere, if they looked down on the craftsmen of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, they would find them more. King Zhongshun and Prince Jian and Prince Yu who were not in trouble before the incident were all built."

Jia Cong nodded after hearing this and said, "Please let's go first, restore these houses to the same as before. How long will it take for you to use as soon as possible?"

As he said that, he pointed to the drawings of several burned courtyards such as Rongxi Hall and Rongqing Hall on the table.

Several masters knew that the person in front of them was one of the most powerful people today, and even more powerful than ordinary prime ministers.

After all, even the prime minister cannot kill people at will, but the person in front of him can do it.

Therefore, seven or eight old men were extremely careful and rushed to see.

However, this time, I couldn't hide my ease. One of the fathers with white hair bowed and said, "Mr. Champion Hou, although these halls are solemn, it is not difficult to cover them. Don't say that we can, ordinary craftsmen can..."

Han Tao hurriedly shouted, "Sir, ask you how many days can you fix it, what are you talking about?"

Jia Cong looked at Han Tao strangely and said, "Don't you speak human words?"

Han Tao said "..."

After Jia Cong looked at him indifferently, he said with a gentle voice, "Several father-in-law, because of rebellion, attacked my Rongguo Mansion, and unfortunately burned these houses. These are the places where my old ladies and masters are used to living. After living here for decades, they are not used to leaving here. I am worried that they are not good for their health, so I want to recover as soon as possible. I hope that my father-in-law will help me."

Among these father-in-law, there is a wonderful man. An old man with a goat beard said "Oh" and shouted, "It turns out that the champion Hou is for the sake of filial piety. In this way, how dare the young men not do their best? If the eldest master can trust the young men, at most ten days of work, the young men will definitely get up in the house. If one brick or one tile is missing, the young men are willing to accept the punishment."

He is not the only smart person. Seeing Jia Cong smile and nodding, several people immediately became noisy.

"Master, I have been working in the west of the city for decades. I am the best at this kind of house. I don't want ten days, and at most nine days..."

"Master, I have to fight for my life and get up within eight days..."

A noise broke out, Jia Cong smiled, and the seven or eight people staring at him were immediately shut up, and then he heard Jia Cong say, "You are all skilled craftsmen in the famous Shenjing City, and there are many 'powerful generals' under your command. Do you think this is OK? Can you cooperate with your families... Of course, this time, I know that there are many masters. Although you are a craftsman, you also have your own rules and do not usually work with others. But this time, I am really eager to use it. My old lady is already tall in spring and autumn, and she is frightened again. She doesn't really benefit from her body. She just wants to live back to her previous house. She can't stand the delay, so she can only ask you. You just need to bring the materials, bricks, tiles and stones, and I will ask someone to take them from the western market. Your wages can also be settled in advance."

After hearing what Jia Cong said, the old craftsmen who had heard that they had become extremely ugly in their faces to cooperate, their faces were relieved, but they were still very embarrassed.

The rules of the ancestor cannot be broken.

But after Jia Cong finished singing the white face, Han Tao sang the red face and said sternly, "My marquis gives you decent respect and kind words to persuade you, but you will pick it up. You really don't know how to live or die!"

This time, Jia Cong did not scold Han Tao again...

Seeing this, the master craftsmen who were originally lucky, were shocked and remembered the identity of this handsome young man in front of him. He dared not act dying. He hurriedly replied, "Young people must not dare to take big things in a rash way. You can do whatever the master says." There are only a few houses around, and they have a thousand people under them, all of whom are skilled craftsmen. If there is no shortage of bricks, stones, and wood, you can do your best and you can get up again in a day.

Jia Cong smiled with satisfaction and said, "Okay! As long as you are willing to work together, I want to restore these houses to three days at most... This is the case. After you finish it, I will have a bigger work for you. My old lady missed the garden in the south when she was sick, but the road to Nanzhou is too far, and her body can't stand it. So I hope you can work hard to build a big garden for my Jia family."

When the eight old craftsmen heard this, their tears were almost falling, but under the gaze of the Jinyiwei who was eyeing him around, they did not dare to say a word...

After Han Tao led them down and arranged for Lin Zhixiao to take people to the brick, tiles, sand and stone materials merchant offices in the West City to ask for building materials, Jia Cong said to Jia Zheng who had been sitting quietly behind him, "Don't worry, Master, you will build a house and repair the garden as soon as possible so that the old lady can get through."

Jia Zheng was full of emotion, afraid of being embarrassed, Jia Cong was worried, and thousands of words turned into a sentence, "Cong'er, thank you for your hard work."

Jia Cong shook his head and smiled, his eyes slightly strange.

He didn't expect that Jia Mu was so sad that she felt a fever and couldn't get sick...

Although I invited the imperial physician and prescribed prescriptions and fed medicine, several famous doctors said that the old lady was depressed and the fire was in her heart. If it didn't spread out, it would be difficult to cure the medicine.

It would be fine if it was on weekdays, but now, it was because I asked Jia Cong for nothing...

When the incident spread today, Jia Cong was inevitably charged with a crime of disobedience and unfiliality.

So he could only do his best to make up for it.

Jia Mu's conditions were not high, so she did not say anything about the extraordinary requirement to let Jia Cong rescue Baolinghou's family.

I only mentioned two points, one is that I want to go back to Rongqing Hall to live, and also want to see Rongxi Hall left by my ancestors.

The second is to go back to the southern province and meet the garden in the south...

That's where today comes out.

As long as Jia Cong does it and spread it out, he will not lose his filial piety.

What Jia Cong didn't expect was that the Jia family would build a garden because of this.

Just don't know...

In this life, I don’t know if this garden is still famous in the Grand View Garden, and I don’t know if there is still a chance to see the Yuan Concubine visiting her relatives…
Chapter completed!