It's just that in the later life, somehow it became a different way-

Many people go out as a family to visit other people's homes, and some meet each other on the road, that is, they greet each other and say some auspicious words. Many people from outside the village have also come to the city, after all, even now they are all within the same system, and there are many people who know each other.

Except for the officers and soldiers on duty, the other officers and soldiers basically did not wear fat jackets, which was very different from other military forts. The military households in the important towns of the nine borders are very poor, such as the officers and soldiers of Shilipu and Anxiangdun at the beginning, basically only have a fat jacket, which is a decent dress. And the officers and soldiers here, Dong Ce seems to be wearing quite well, at least there are not many patches on the clothes. The complexion is also good, even if the body is not very strong, at least it will not be weak and sick. It seems that they belong directly to the generals of Beidong Road, and they are still living a good life, at least much better than the military households in other places, maybe the military salary can be paid more.

Seeing the slight knowledge, it can be seen from this point that Huang Wan, the general of the Beidong Road, treats his soldiers well, and he is not so greedy for ink. Or there is another explanation - North Hebei Province has a lot of support for Huang Wan.

Dong Ce felt that it was more likely to be the latter.

Although the people in the city can already be described as shoulder to shoulder, Dong Ce's group is riding horses and wearing cotton armor, and they seem to know that they have an identity. Walking on the road, everyone gave way one after another, and soon arrived at the Bingbei Road Mansion.

When Dong Ce arrived, he saw an oil-walled incense cart parked at the side door, and two strings of pandans made of white copper hung down on both sides of the car, bundled with goose-yellow silk, swaying gently in the wind. This orchid seems to be filled with incense powder, every time a gust of wind blows, the orchid shakes, and Dong Ce smells a sweet aroma. In front of the car, two strings of copper bells hung down, making a pleasant sound.

The two fair-eyed little girls got out of the car, but this time they didn't cover the curtains on both sides, they moved a soft stool to put it at the door of the car, and then a woman in a goose-yellow cotton skirt walked out of the car. She was wearing a veil, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but she could see from the skin on her neck that the girl's complexion was very fair, as bright as jade. Her figure is also very tall, and she seems to be more plump, even the thick cotton clothes in winter can't cover his slender figure.

A smile appeared at the corner of Dong Ce's mouth, and he glanced at her up and down.

As if sensing his gaze, the woman also looked back this way, and when she saw him, she seemed to be stunned, and her eyes paused on him.

After all, it's the Chinese New Year, but Dong Ce is not a military uniform today, he is wearing a green weave gold makeup peacock satin round-neck gown, soap boots on his feet, a fox fur coat on the outside, and a gray squirrel skin turn-ear round hat on his head, and a huge piece of beautiful jade inlaid in the middle of his forehead. People and horses are like dragons, just like the beautiful sons of the turbid world, and it is no wonder that they will attract the attention of beautiful women.

Dong Ce smiled slightly, and the woman quickly turned her head and was surrounded by several maids into the mansion.

It's just that the moment he entered the mansion gate, he still looked back at him.

Dong Ce didn't think much about it, this woman was Liu Ruozai's pearl, the only child. Such a woman from a scholarly family, if Liu Ruozai allows her to have something to do with her, it will really be a big mistake in the world.

Liu Ruojae is a clean official, but that doesn't mean he doesn't accept New Year's salutes. New Year's salutes are not considered bribes, but should be included in the scope of personal contacts in officialdom. Greeting who to give the New Year, and how much silver to send to whom, this is all particular, and generally speaking, the greater the official position, the more you have to give. If it is chaotic, it will not only offend people, but will also be regarded as ignorant of the rules.

Liu Ruozai is honest, but that means that he does not accept bribes, and if he even refuses to bow, it is not incorruptible, but ruthless, and he does not know the way to be an official. In the officialdom, once you give such a name, you will have to go hard. And such an outlier is destined to be intolerable to everyone. Under such an atmosphere at the end of the Ming Dynasty, receiving some New Year's gifts during the Chinese New Year is already completely regarded as the legitimate income of officials, and there is no need to cover it up at all, even if it is in front of the emperor, it is also reasonable.

Outside the gate of the Yamen of the Bingbei Road, a table was also set up, on which were placed pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and other dry things. The table was huge, with a booklet on the right and a lot of red envelopes on the left.

An old man in his fifties stood behind the desk, dressed in plain green cloth clothes, with his hair half black and half black, and his waist bent, looking weak. It was the old steward who brought Dong Ce to Zhenhe Fort that day, and after several contacts, Dong Ce and he had met several times.

"Steward Liu." Dong Ce turned over and dismounted, and said with a smile: "Happy New Year, I wish you evergreen old pines and cypresses." ”

He didn't know the name of this Steward Liu until now, but he only knew that he followed the main family, surnamed Liu, and should be born in the family.

Steward Liu grinned, revealing a mouthful of well-maintained white teeth, and staring at Dong Ce with a smile in his cloudy eyes: "The old man has seen Lord Dong, whether it is Lord Dong, Lord Dong is rising step by step, and he is stepping forward!" ”

"Then thank you for your old auspicious words."

Dong Ce didn't dare to slack off on him, and he was quite respectful, after all, this old family had been with Liu Ruozai for decades, and the weight in front of him was not comparable to ordinary people. It is the king of Hades who is so good at seeing the little ghost that is difficult to shake, if he really offends the little ghost and adds a little block to you at the critical moment, it will be very bearable.

He took out the greeting post and handed it to Steward Liu, beckoned again, and the family behind him sent a large bag of silver wrapped in red silk, Dong Ce took it and put it on the table.

There are fifty taels of silver in it, it stands to reason that he is at this level, Liu Ruozai is at that level, and he can send twenty taels of silver. But after all, the relationship between the two is extraordinary, and there is the grace of appreciation, and it is natural for Dong Ce to double it.

Steward Liu glanced at the bag of silver and said with a smile: "Master Dong has a heart, the old slave thanked the old man for the master, you wait for a while, sign your name, and the old slave will go to report." ”

There was ink in the inkstone, but because it was too cold, it was already a little hard, so Dong Ce sighed and grinded it a few times. He dipped himself in thick ink and wrote his name on the booklet.

He didn't expect Liu Ruozai to be in the mansion, after all, Liu Ruozai was his own official, and the people were prepared to say that Lord Liu had his superior, so he should be visiting the official at this time, and it stands to reason that he is not in Zhenhe Fort. According to the rules of the late Ming Dynasty, it is necessary to pay New Year's greetings to Shangguan on the first day of the new year, and it is better to do this like Dong Ce, after all, Panshi Fort is not far from Zhenhe Fort, and it will arrive in less than half an hour. And Zhenhe Fort is so far away from Yanghe City, it will be too late to go again today, according to the right words, Liu Ruozai should have spent the Chinese New Year's Eve in Yanghe City, and then got up early to pay New Year's greetings to Shangguan.

It seems that he has thought of it.

Dong Ce thought about it and knew it in his heart. Thinking about it, with Liu Ruozai's temperament, he disdains this.

Steward Liu went to report with the post, Dong Ce was waiting outside, and suddenly heard a sonorous footsteps, and when he looked up, a middle-aged man in his forties strode out of it. This is Huang Wan, the general of the North East Road, the highest military commander of North Hebei Province, or to be precise, the most powerful military leader of North Hebei Province. After all, although he has a high official position and many soldiers under his command, he does not have much subordinate relationship with other military forts, such as Dong Ce and Bai Tianfu, all of which are directly under the management of Bingbeidao.

Although this Lord Huang is a senior general in the army, he has long eyebrows and delicate eyes, a fair complexion, and some gloom between his eyebrows, and he looks more like a talented literati than a military general. He was born in the Nine Sides General, his ancestors were commanders, and he has been a high-ranking official in the army for generations.

Dong Ce had seen him when he was inspecting Liu Ruozai everywhere, and he was very impressed by him, Huang Wan had a full 300 families under him, all of them were strong and strong, revealing a fierce spirit.

Seeing him come out, Dong Ce stepped aside, Huang Wan didn't pay attention to him, and his eyes swept over his face. It's just that he took two steps, but he suddenly turned around, looked Dong Ce up and down, and said uncertainly: "Deputy Dong Qianhu?" ”

I don't know if it's intentional or not, he highlighted the word 'deputy' very much. When Dong Ce heard this, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, but he still smiled on his face, and saluted: "Xia Guan has seen Lord Huang." ”

Huang Wan waved his hand, his expression seemed to be smiling, and he was a little playful: "Deputy Dong Qianhu is really a talent, look at this eyebrows and eyes, this figure, I'm afraid that the husband in the hall is just like this." ”

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were suddenly quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly became frozen and sluggish, and everyone involuntarily held their breath.

The cadres behind Dong Ce were already angry, their hands were pressed on the hilt of the knife at their waists, and Yelu Lihe clenched the cooked copper hammer in his hand, and his eyes were dead on Huang Wan's face. Huang Wan's family members also did not show weakness and made a gesture one after another.

Comparing a five-grade general with the prince in the hall, Huang Wan is already a naked provocation and humiliation when he talks like this. The smile on Dong Ce's face slowly receded, his face sank like water, he straightened up, stared at Huang Wan, and suddenly the corners of his mouth hooked, revealing a smile: "Although he is tall and handsome, he is not the type that those high-ranking officials and nobles like, but women prefer it." It's you, Lord Huang, with fine skin and tender meat, good white skin on your body, and a thin and weak body, which is the most pleasing to those adults. I heard that Lord Huang likes to walk around when he has something to do, but I don't know, is it Lord Huang who you take their door, or do they take the dry road in your backyard Lord Huang? "I'm afraid that when it's night, it's Lord Huang, your jade rabbit is lurking, and those adults Wu Gang is pounding the pestle, right?" I just don't know, you still have one stuffed in your mouth from time to time? ”

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