Feng Heming

Chapter 310
Jiang Taifu saw Buqu who delivered the letter on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Seeing that Buqu's face was exhausted and his eyes were red, he ordered after receiving the letter, "Go down and have a rest first, and tell Fusheng what you want to eat."

He waited for the part to finish before he opened the letter and began to read it seriously.

From the very beginning, Jiang Taifu was amazed by what Wuniang had done in Danyang County. The fields that yielded three stones per mu, the miraculous rock mud, the big boat that could go to sea, and the unknown fish monster all made Jiang Taifu gasp in admiration.

Until he saw the matter of the eggs mentioned in his heart.

Jiang Taifu was originally lying on the couch, covered with a thin blanket to read the letter, and immediately sat upright.

After he finished reading the letter, he took another look at the burning charcoal pot in the room, the fiery red charcoal exuded warmth.

He is getting old, and he was beaten by Chen Xiongzhang again, his body is not as good as before, and he feels cold when winter comes, the clothes he wears are no different from those in previous years, although he noticed that the wind this winter is not bitingly cold, so he didn't take it to heart superior.

It's different now.

"Fusheng." He raised his voice.

Jiang Fusheng opened the door and came in, Jiang Taifu gave him instructions in a low voice, Jiang Fusheng looked surprised for a moment, but quickly covered it up, went out, and went to the village in person.

Three hours later, standing in front of Jiang Taifu again, Jiang Fusheng's expression turned ugly.

"Old man, the fields in Zhuangzi really have insect eggs."

Jiang Taifu frowned, "Did you order to burn the fields?"

Jiang Fusheng nodded, "I've given the order. I'll ask them to burn the field before checking. If there are still insect eggs, continue to burn until there are no more."

Jiang Taifu's expression did not improve, and even a chill permeated his heart, soaking into his limbs and bones, making him tremble slightly from the cold.

"Changing clothes for me, I'm going to the palace to face the saint."

Jiang Fusheng didn't dare to delay, he quickly changed Jiang Taifu into court clothes, and escorted him to the palace gate.

But Mian Sheng did not go well.

It was the Chinese New Year at this time, and the imperial court had already started writing, and it would not start until the tenth day of the Lunar New Year. At this time, it was undoubtedly very difficult for Jiang Taifu to enter the palace to face the saint.

Especially when the imperial guard reported the matter to Chen Xiong, when Chen Xiong heard that it was Jiang Taifu, his good mood dissipated instantly, scolded the imperial guard, and told Jiang Taifu to go back.

The imperial guards left sweating profusely, and when they saw Jiang Taifu, they still had lingering fears, "My lord, the Holy Majesty has something to say and wait until the imperial court writes."

Jiang Taifu's face was extremely ugly, "Didn't you tell your majesty that I have something important to do?"

The guard grimaced, "I told you, the Holy Majesty does not allow it."

Taifu Jiang's expression turned ugly again, "Is Your Majesty busy?"

The guard coughed twice, "The Holy Majesty is enjoying the newly choreographed dance by the girls in the harem."

Jiang Taifu only felt a rush of anger rushing to the top of his head, his body trembled, and he almost couldn't stand still, Jiang Fusheng was so frightened that he quickly supported him.

The imperial guard was also taken aback, not knowing why Jiang Taifu was so enraged, he looked at him in bewilderment.

Jiang Taifu stabilized his body with Jiang Fusheng's strength, looked at the palace behind the palace gate, and gradually his expression became numb, and he stood for a long time before turning around and getting into the carriage to leave.

The imperial guard felt that Taifu Jiang's expression made him feel uneasy, and wanted to sue Chen Xiong again for Taifu Jiang, but he summoned up his courage several times, but finally did not dare, and watched the Jiang family's carriage disappear on the street.

Jiang Taifu looked sluggish, and sighed, "Fusheng, this time, the sky is going to kill me in Beiliang!"

Jiang Fusheng knew what he meant, so he fell silent for a rare time.

Jiang Taifu smiled sarcastically, "What do you think I am doing as a Taifu? I know that it must be something important to go to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit during the Chinese New Year, but the Holy Majesty refuses to see him. A Taifu who the Holy Majesty hates so much. , it's of no use."

Jiang Fusheng comforted: "Master, you will get better."

Jiang Taifu smiled, his smile was very sad, "How can it get better? There are insect eggs in the field, what about in other fields? What about those grasses? Burn the insect eggs in the field to death, and the insect eggs in other fields What about it? You can’t set fire to the mountain, can you? What’s more, the Holy Majesty won’t even see me, even if he wants to burn it!”

Jiang Fusheng persuaded dryly: "Didn't you mean to wait for the court to start writing? There are still five days until the writing begins."

Jiang Taifu laughed at himself, "Fusheng, I'm not afraid of your jokes. As a Taifu, my prestige has been getting lower and lower. It is very likely that the Holy Majesty will not listen to me after the court starts writing."

He sighed and closed his eyes, "It's just a pain for the people."

Jiang Fusheng continued to remain silent, yes, it can only be that the people have suffered.

After waiting for five days, the imperial court began to write, Jiang Taifu approached Chen Xiong again.

"Your Majesty, this year's winter is very cold. It's not cold, but warm. I'm afraid something big will happen. I just wanted to plant a plum blossom. I dug up the soil in the ground and saw the eggs inside. I'm afraid there will be locusts. I implore the sage to issue a decree to let the people everywhere burn their fields and burn the insect eggs to death, so as not to cause a catastrophe.”

Chen Xiong snorted, "Teacher, it's really ridiculous. In previous years, it was cold in winter, and all of you were pitiful, saying that if God didn't give you a way out, you would freeze to death. It's not so cold this year, and you're dangerously alarmist, saying There will be a plague of locusts, let you finish everything, so powerful, those who don’t know will think you are God!”

Jiang Taifu choked, thinking of the people all over the world, he still begged again, Chen Xiong waved him out impatiently, he really didn't think there was anything unusual, and it wasn't that he was not cold, but it was not as cold as last year, so he glanced at Jiang Taifu The padded jacket he was wearing snorted contemptuously.

Jiang Taifu was silent for a moment, and finally retreated with heavy steps.

After returning, he let people release the words that the weather was abnormal, the winter was too warm, insect eggs appeared in the fields, and people burned the fields.

As for whether anyone listens to this, he no longer cares.

He called Jiang Song's sons, "Get ready, after the spring, let your daughter-in-law take the family's women, children, old and young, and set off for Danyang County. It is said to the outside world that it is to hold a wedding ceremony for Wu Niang."

Jiang Song and the others were startled, "Father, is Danyang County our retreat?"

Jiang Taifu took out the letter that Jiang Yuanxi wrote to him, "You can read it for yourself."

The letter turned around, and Jiang Song looked solemn, "Since it's Wu Niang's wedding ceremony, it's likely that her maternal grandfather's house should also go."

Jiang Feng and Jiang Rong also said: "Her second and third aunt's family will also go to celebrate Wu Niang."

Jiang Taifu sighed, "Our own family can't be all gone. Each family has a child, and then bring some women, children, old and young, and the rest must stay in the capital. Relocation of the family is not a trivial matter. We can't let the Holy One treat us. If you are suspicious, except for the Zheng family, the Cheng family and the Lu family should not tell you."

Jiang Feng and Jiang Rong were silent, and finally said with difficulty, "Yes, we will not leak it to the outside world."

(End of this chapter)