Red Mansion Jia Enhou

Grandmother Jia's face was dark, but she still had to maintain the minimum respect when facing the angel who came to convey the imperial edict.

"Your Highness accepts the order!"

The eunuch who was sent to convey the imperial edict placed the empress dowager's decree heavily in Lady Jia's hands.

"It is a good thing that the old lady has turned over a new leaf."

"Marquis Rong is not an ignorant person. As long as the old lady reforms, she will have a good life in the future."

"Somebody come!"

The head eunuch waved to the younger eunuchs behind him, and several younger eunuchs came over carrying a box of Buddhist scriptures.

The eunuch showed the Buddhist scriptures in the box.

The box was full and neatly arranged, and Grandmother Jia felt a little dizzy.

How long will it take her to finish copying all this?
"This box of stool is what the Queen Mother arranged for you."

"This Buddhist scripture was copied by the Queen Mother to pray for the Great Chu and the border soldiers."

"This is a serious matter, I hope the old lady can take it seriously!"

The chief eunuch gave instructions to Lady Jia.

Grandmother Jia smiled as she looked at the box of Buddhist scriptures in front of her.

"Don't worry, father-in-law!"

Grandmother Jia was helped up from the ground and sat on the simple wheelchair again.

A look of satisfaction flashed in the eunuch's eyes.

"As long as the old lady is serious, the Buddhist scriptures are collected every three days, and then a young eunuch will come to visit."

"Apart from the inspection, the rest depends on whether the quantity meets the standard."

Grandmother Jia's eyes went numb as she listened.

The harvest is done every three days, and not only is there a quantity standard, but she also has to write it herself.

"That's all. I have other things to do in the palace, so I won't stay any longer!"

After saying this, the head eunuch led the younger eunuch away.

Grandmother Jia stared at the Buddhist scriptures in the box, feeling extremely miserable.

"Old lady, this"

The old woman asked Lady Jia what to do with the Buddhist scriptures in the box on the ground, and Lady Jia closed her eyes.

"Carry it into the courtyard!"

Grandmother Jia gave orders, and several maids quickly carried all the Buddhist scriptures in the box into Grandmother Jia's room.

And Jia She was not the only one who was going to march to the capital. In addition to Shi Ding, Niu Ben was also there.

The emperor sent out almost all of their confidants.

Although the women in each family were reluctant to leave their husbands, sons or brothers, they were silently preparing for them.

"Brother, it's very dangerous to go to the northwest. Please take care!"

One week before leaving for the war, Jia Min, Daiyu and Lin Ruhai moved to Rongguo Mansion to live permanently.

Except for some people who have conflicts with each other, all the people in Rongguo Mansion are now gathered in Rongxitang.

Jia She, who was rarely seen in a lively mood, had a smile on his face.

Jia Min brought Jia She the sable fur cloak that she had spent a long time sewing.

Looking at Jia She who was about to go to the war, Jia Min, who was returning to her mother's home, had tears of reluctance and worry in her eyes.

"Brother!"

Jia Min lay on Jia She's body and started crying.

Jia She patted Jia Min on the back.

"Don't cry, sister. This time I'm going to the northwest. His Majesty only asked me to stay behind to boost the morale of the soldiers. There won't be any problems!"

Although Jia She said this, anyone with a discerning eye knew it.

Is there absolute safety on the battlefield?
If you encounter a sneak attack or ambush by the enemy, everyone will be affected, regardless of whether they are in the rear area or not.

The lucky ones will save their lives, while the unlucky ones will lose their lives.

Jia Min cried loudly on Jia She's body, and Jia She patted her back gently.

Jia Min couldn't hold back her tears. Now Jia She finally understood why Daiyu loved to cry so much. This was the root of the problem!
"Really, stop crying!"

Jia She wiped away all the tears on Jia Min's face with his hands. Jia Min stuffed the mink fur cloak made by the northern snow mink in her hand, which she had been working late into the night, into Jia She's arms.

Jia She looked down at the cloak in his arms. The fur of the cloak was soft and shiny, and it was obvious that it was worth a lot of money.

"Your Majesty has given the order. I know I can't stop my elder brother from going to the northwest."

"No one at home can follow, but please take good care of yourself even though it's cold!"

"This mink fur was found by Ru Hai by chance some time ago. I have sewed a cape for you at home these days."

"The Northwest is bitterly cold, bring it with you when you go!"

Jia She spread out the cloak in his hand, inside of which were lotus flowers and other auspicious objects embroidered by Jia Min, with which he prayed that he would return safely.

Jia She put the cloak on himself. It was the right size and the stitching was delicate.

The mink skins were sewn together so well that no trace of sewing could be seen.

"My sister is suffering!"

Jia She picked up Jia Min's hand and looked at it. At this time, there was white cloth wrapped around Jia Min's fingertips.

Jia She touched the part of Jia Min that was not wrapped by the cloth, and saw swollen, raised, and new calluses there.

I guess she worked day and night to make this cloak.

"Uncle!"

The voice of little Daiyu rang in Jia She's ears. Jia She lowered his head again and it was exactly little Daiyu.

Daiyu tugged at Jia She's robe in some confusion.

Jia She picked Daiyu up from the ground.

"What's the matter, Daiyu?"

Jia She pricked Daiyu's delicate little face with his beard. Daiyu, who had always dodged in the past, not only did not hide this time, she also took off a red amulet from her neck.

Jia She's eyes fell on Daiyu's hand. Daiyu said nothing and directly took off the amulet on her neck and put it on Jia She's neck.

Daiyu touched Jia She's head and put her head on his shoulder.

Jia She looked down at the thing around his neck. It was something from the Fahua Temple.

Fahua Temple is the number one temple in Da Chu. If one wants to obtain a protective item there, one must fast for three months and worship Buddha every day. Only then will the monks in the temple give it to him based on one's affinity with the Buddha.

"Daiyu this"

"My uncle treats me the best."

Daiyu raised her head from Jia She's arms.

"I don't want anything to happen to my uncle!"

Jia She patted Daiyu on the back.

Jia She looked at the people in the room. Although no one spoke, it was not difficult to see the sadness in their eyes.

It's like he's gone and can't come back.

"Don't be sad, it's just a trip to the northwest, why are you all like this?"

Jia She put Daiyu down from his arms.

"What's so scary about the Northwest?"

"They are just a bunch of Tartars. When the old master was alive, the Tartars killed each other as if it were a joke."

"How long has the master been gone now?"

"Ten years, or twenty years?"

"They were trash ten years ago, so how can we expect them to rise ten years later?"

Jia She felt a little uneasy when he said this.

The Tatars today cannot be underestimated as they were in the past.

The old Khan of Tatar was also a powerful ruler.

Not long after the Northern Yuan Dynasty was defeated, it integrated the Tatars.

But it doesn’t matter. Everyone inside wants him to die.

No matter how powerful it is, it is just a paper tiger.

Tartar,

The emperor's letter has reached Princess Jincheng.

A hint of madness flashed in Princess Jincheng's eyes.

The tragic deaths of her two children have made her no longer care about the so-called family feuds and national hatred, and she only wants to avenge her two children.

Princess Jincheng opened the letter in her hand, which contained the Emperor's own handwriting in the language of the Great Chu.

Princess Jincheng read it carefully, and at this time, a seed of crazy desire to seize power had already sprouted in her mind.

The tragic death of her child and the fact that she was treated as a commodity were all due to her lack of power.

If she had her own power, she wouldn't have fallen to this point. "Your Highness!"

The maid beside Princess Jincheng called her softly.

Princess Jincheng looked at her trusted maid.

"Turan, how long have you been with me?"

The maid knelt down towards Princess Jincheng.

"I have been following Your Highness since I was a child!"

"Can I trust you?"

Princess Jincheng had a haggard face and her eyes fell on her maid Turan.

This maid was the one who was lying on top of Princess Jincheng and defending her when her child was thrown to death.

"I don't trust anyone except you now!"

Princess Jincheng looked at her maid and tears flowed from her eyes.

"My father Khan and the prince consorts I chose all treated me like a commodity. None of them treated me sincerely!"

The maid looked at Princess Jincheng crying, hugged her, and then began to shed tears of her own.

"I want to have my own power, I want to be in power, I want all of Tatar to be under my control."

"Will you help me?"

Princess Jincheng got up from the maid's body. At this moment, there was a madness in her eyes that she herself was not aware of.

Looking at Princess Jincheng like this, the maid couldn't help feeling heartbroken.

Perhaps being in power is really the only way out for her as a princess.

"Your Highness, what do you want me to do?"

The maid knelt down towards Princess Jincheng.

"Go and help me find Suo Tu. When the time comes, you can..."

Princess Jincheng whispered in the maid's ear, and the maid's eyes were full of horror.

"Princess!"

"If you really want to help me, then do it for me."

Princess Jincheng looked at her trusted maid Turan. Although Turan didn't want Princess Jincheng to treat her like this, she couldn't turn away.

"I go!"

A hint of relief flashed in Princess Jincheng's eyes.

The maid rushed out of Princess Jincheng's tent, while Princess Jincheng picked up the makeup products that she hadn't touched for a long time in her own tent and applied them on her face.

Princess Jincheng smiled at herself in the mirror, with unspeakable sadness in her eyes.

But people are more beautiful.

Suotu was called by the maid.

"Princess, my dear princess!"

Loud laughter was heard approaching.

Princess Jincheng sat on a round stool in the center of the tent. She looked sacred in her gorgeous clothes.

The maid couldn't bear to go in and stood guard outside the tent.

Suotu pushed the door open and walked in.

"My beautiful princess, you finally came to your senses!"

Looking at Princess Jincheng in front of him, Suotu's eyes suddenly widened.

Beauty is real beauty.

Suotu knelt down and grabbed Princess Jincheng's hand.

Princess Jincheng still looked cold.

"Help me avenge my two children. Can you do what you promised me?"

Princess Jincheng's eyes fell on Suotu, and just one glance made Suotu feel conquered.

Suotu looked at it infatuatedly, and as he looked at the swan meat that was about to be in his hands, he swallowed his saliva.

"As long as the princess is willing, I will do it even if it costs my life!"

"Then your highness will be the most beautiful Khatun on the grassland, and I will be the king of Tatar!"

Suotu's eyes were full of greed. In order to achieve her goal, Princess Jincheng endured the disgust in her heart and dealt with Suotu.

The maid outside the tent eavesdropped on the voices inside the tent, and after confirming it, she ran to the Tatar Khan's tent.

The Tatar Khan was still having a banquet in the royal tent, and the person closest to him was Wang Ziteng.

As the initiator of this war, Wang Ziteng finally won his own respect and attention in Tatar.

The Tatar Khan looked at Wang Ziteng with satisfaction.

"The prince consort is indeed the one chosen by the princess. I used to think Jincheng was willful."

"Now it seems that she has a real eye for talent."

"That Jin Kingdom's land will all belong to me, the Tatars, within three months!"

The Tatar Khan embraced Wang Ziteng and laughed, then poured himself cup after cup of wine.

"Congratulations, Khan!"

The Tatar officials who remained in Tatar territory stood up and congratulated the Tatar Khan.

There was an irrepressible smile on the Tatar Khan's face. In his hands, the Tatars would regain the glory of their ancestors.

When the time comes, he will lead his troops south, and the Emperor of Great Chu who dares to threaten him will become the next Emperor of Southern Song.

The Tatar Khan laughed continuously.

Princess Jincheng's maid broke into her tent.

"Khan, something terrible has happened!"

"Sweat!"

Turan rushed inside crying, but was pulled out by the Tatar Khan's Golden Wolf Guards outside.

A shrill cry was heard.

The Tatar Khan's eyes fell on Turan, who was being pulled very close to the entrance of the royal tent, and memories flashed in his eyes.

This was his daughter's maid, and Wang Ziteng also recognized her.

"Let her go!"

Everyone in the king's tent set their eyes on Turan.

Turan lowered his head nervously.

"Khan, something's happened to the princess!"

Turan cried out Princess Jincheng to the Tatar Khan, and the Tatar Khan stood up in shock.

Although Princess Jincheng could not compare to the power in the Tatar Khan's hands, she was still important.

"What happened to the princess?"

The Tatar Khan asked anxiously.

Turan pretended to be suddenly frightened and said nothing, just shaking his head desperately.

The Tatar Khan fell into the trap and took his men to Jincheng and the princess's tent.

Princess Jincheng in the tent had seductive eyes and wrapped her fair arms around the dark-skinned Suotu.

"Tell me, can you help me get revenge?"

"Can you!"

Princess Jincheng's voice of inquiry became louder and louder.

Sotu was trying his best.

"As long as Your Highness agrees to me, I will help you get revenge!"

"Kill that old thing, kill that old thing!"

"Okay, I'll help the princess kill him to avenge the princess's murder of her son!"

The Tatar Khan, who had fallen into the trap, had already arrived outside the tent. Listening to the unbearable and mixed noises inside, his face darkened.

The sounds in the tent continued, and Suotu couldn't help but think about the future.

"As long as the princess follows me well."

"From now on, you will be the most beautiful Khatun of Tatar, and I will be the king of Tatar!"

The Tatar Khan finally couldn't bear it any longer, dodged a knife, and kicked open the door of Princess Jincheng's tent.

Hearing the sudden voice, Suotu, who had a night of passion with Princess Jincheng, softened.

A hint of disdain flashed across Princess Jincheng's eyes.

Is that all the courage you have?
"Sotu!"

Hearing the angry voice of the Tatar Khan, Sotu began to try to escape.

But there is only a small window, how can he escape?
The Tatar Khan rushed into the screen, and Princess Jincheng covered her body with a quilt. (End of this chapter)