Honglouchun

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After Li Yong and Shang Zhuo led the people to meet the ceremony, Jia Qiang, who was sitting at the head seat, looked indifferent and looked at this person who had never dealt with him in surprise, and said strangely: "Commander Wei is here today, Any advice?"

Wei Yong looked more like a middle-aged scholar, and he was not wearing an official robe, but a plain suit.

As a third-rank official and a loyal minister of Emperor Long'an, he first saluted Jia Qiang, which shows the depth of his self-cultivation, in other words, the depth of his city.

Hearing Jia Qiang's straight-forward question, Wei Yong smiled faintly and said, "I'm here today, apart from paying respects to express my surprise, there is one more thing I want to ask Ninghou."

Hearing this, Jia Qiang's face became more and more indifferent, and his eyes instantly turned cold. He looked at Wei Yong solemnly, unable to understand, and said, "Who gave you the courage to come to Benhou's mansion on such a day and ask Ben Hou? Are you tired of fucking?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Jing and Shang Zhuo surrounded Wei Yong, one on the left and one on the right, holding the saber at his waist.

Wei Yong heard the words, but there was no panic on his face, he just cupped his hands and smiled and said: "Mr. Ning has really misunderstood. If he has no intentions, how dare the subordinate officials bother a prince at will?"

Jia Qiang's heart was shocked when she heard the words, she frowned and said, "You mean to tell you that the palace has given you a decree to ask you to ask me?"

Wei Yong smiled and said: "It's not about asking Ninghou, but really just asking Ninghou."

Jia Qiang knew something in her heart, and said with sideways eyes, "Please teach me?"

The smile on Wei Yong's face faded, and he said: "Ninghou, recently someone has reported that there are often Westerners in the Xingyuan of the governor of Zhili in Jinmen. Zhu Shijie, the governor of Zhili, suffers from wind evil and often suffers from unbearable headaches. The papers for begging for bones to become an official were all prepared. But his son Zhu Yuan went south and found five or six blond-haired and blue-eyed Western ghosts from somewhere, and he cured Zhu Shijie with a strange medicine."

Jia Qiang frowned when she heard this, and said, "Is it true? At present, except for the bright spots of Kinney Cream and surgical anatomy, most of the Western doctors are basically nonsense. They cure headaches, maybe they are just bloodletting?"

Hearing this, Wei Yong said softly: "That's not the case. What they use is a medicine called 'Baragoli'. This medicine has a miraculous effect. When Governor Zhu suffers from a headache, he only needs to take this medicine, and he will be cured after a while. Get rid of the headache."

"Baragoli?"

Jia Qiang didn't have much impression of this name, but she always felt a little familiar.

After repeating a few words, his complexion suddenly changed, he remembered what it was, his pupils shrank violently, and said sharply: "No! That thing is the devil's medicine that controls people's hearts! It's a strange poison in the world!"

Wei Yong was also taken aback when he heard the words, changed his face and said: "Ninghou knows this thing?"

Jia Qiang took a breath, how could he forget the stubbornness of this once almost extinct Chinese nation!

After thinking for a while, Jia Qiang talked about all the vicious aspects of opium.

Wei Yongyue's face became more and more ugly when he heard that, he couldn't even imagine that the majestic governor of Zhili, the head of the world's governors, would be controlled by foreign devils like a dog.

However, when it came to the end, Jia Qiang explained a little bit: "The barbarians are absurd. They don't know how poisonous this thing is. In their country, the sale of this thing has not been banned. Even many people, in order to let the baby at home Quiet, just put a piece of so-called 'Baragoli' into the baby's fresh milk. Their nobles, painters, poets, etc. can also smoke this thing. But even so, Dayan will never allow a box of opium to flow into the people Mr. Wei, this Marquis wears a heavy filial piety, so it is inconvenient to enter the palace. You go to the emperor and explain the matter clearly. First, take down those foreigners in Zhili Governor's Mansion, and then try opium on them. It’s true and false. Don’t use Dayan’s death row prisoners, even if they are death row prisoners, I don’t want Dayan’s people to be contaminated with such obstinacy. Find out, and anyone who dares to sell this thing will be killed without mercy!!”

After Wei Yong heard Jia Qiang's words, he took a deep look at him, said nothing more, bowed his hands, and strode away.

Looking at the back of the emperor's minions, Jia Qiang frowned.

It's not that he is worried about this person, but that if the Opium War breaks out at this time, what will Dayan do to stop it?

Do you only rely on the three major firearms battalions?

However, thinking about the cause of the two opium wars in the previous life, it was because China prevented those bastards from selling opium in the country and preventing them from making a fortune.

Right now, there are not many people in Dayan, and the Western devils have not tasted the sweetness yet, and it is unlikely that they will launch a war thousands of miles away.

There's still time, there's still time...

……

"Brother!"

"My miserable brother!!"

In Jia Qiang's small courtyard, after seeing off Wei Yong, the commander of the Embroidered Guards, Jia Qiang, Qi Yun, and Jia Yun had a vegetarian meal and discussed matters for more than an hour. He heard the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves from the gate of the courtyard.

This made Qingwen, who had just served Jia Qiang to lie down, feel pain in her teeth. If it wasn't for the voice of the outsider, she would have poured a basin of water out.

But how many foreign men can come here?

Jia Qiang was also surprised, she sat up and asked, "Why is he here?"

Qingwen stood up from the couch angrily, straightened her clothes, walked out in two or three steps, and said, "Our master has fallen asleep!"

"Ah? My brother, have you reached this point and can't even get out of bed?"

"Good brother! My brother came to see you! You are so miserable!"

Qingwen was so angry that she almost fell on her back. Jia Qiang came out from behind, saw Baochai who was full of shame and had no place to stay, and Yinger who was glaring at Qingwen angrily, and said with a smile: "Sister Xue was caused by your brother." Is there any other way?"

Saying so, he stepped forward to take Xue Pan from Baochai, slipped his clothes with one hand, and helped him steady.

Baochai smiled wryly, and said: "My brother heard at home that there was a funeral in Dongfu. Brother Qiang fell ill because of his grief, so he made a desperate effort to come. My mother and I refused to listen, and we wanted to come if we said crawling. No The only way to do it is to send it over...to bother Brother Qiang."

Jia Qiang looked at Baochai's skin as white as snow, bright eyes full of apology, and doubts in her heart, is the plump Xue Pan and the demure Baochai really siblings?

He waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's irrelevant."

Seeing that Xue Pan was still about to rush over and cry loudly, he pushed him away angrily, saying: "It's almost done, I can only get off the kang just now, so don't toss about it."

Xue Pan stopped pretending, and laughed happily: "My good brother, brother, I can finally get off the kang! My ancestors almost suffocated me to death!"

Jia Qiang didn't say much, and asked the three of them to sit inside.

Although Qingwen was annoyed, she still brought fragrant tea.

Xue Pan knew the rules, and he didn't take a second look at the people in his brother's room, but asked curiously: "Where is Xiangling? I gave it to you, and now my matchmaker is here, and she doesn't come to thank me? "

Jia Qiang shook her head and said, "She was taken in by Aunt Heping'er as a helper, and now the house is in a mess and there are not enough people."

Xue Pan made a "tsk" sound and said with a smile, "There are not enough manpower, why don't you come and ask my sister for help?"

"elder brother!"

Baochai's pretty face turned red when she heard this, and she spat angrily, "Brother, if you talk nonsense again, just follow us home!"

Seeing that Baochai was really angry, Xue Pan hurriedly said, "Okay, okay! I won't say much, I won't say much... What I mean is, anyway, you will live here sooner or later, sooner or later. have what……"

"You're still talking nonsense!"

Baochai was so angry that she wanted to tear Xue Pan's mouth open!

She is going to live here sooner or later, but that is to praise Changle Princess as a talented person, and she is a female official, so can it be the same?

After drinking Xue Pan, Baochai said again: "Brother Qiang has been very tired these days, so it's better not to bother me too much. Why don't you go back to recuperate first, and then come to visit after a while."

Xue Pan was not willing, but he also saw that Jia Qiang seemed a little tired, so he persuaded him: "There is only one old bastard who died on the left and right, brother, you are so mean...Okay, okay, I won't say it. That's okay. Don’t let me talk, don’t let me talk about that, it’s not interesting at all.” After complaining about Baochai, Xue Pan explained the purpose of coming here: “Where does Hua Jieyu live now? I can get out of bed too , I want to visit her."

Jia Qiang raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and reminded: "You can go, but sister Xue can't."

Xue Pan hurriedly said happily: "Of course I understand that. I'll let her stay with you. When I come back, go home with me, otherwise my mother will bother me again."