Chapter 512 Past (Happy New Year)
“That was a long time ago. It's been so long that my sister has almost forgotten what happened at that time.”
Walking in Xiangqinxuan as if strolling, Xu Yuan followed Lou Ji and listened quietly to her telling about the past.
Lou Ji's voice still had the frivolous smile of the past, but today Xu Yuan could hear a hint of other meanings in this smile.
She felt a little sad tonight.
That sword's light still stretches across the sky.
The rockery is covered with frost, the green pond is covered with ice, and there is no sound when stepping on the snow.
The two of them walked very slowly.
Xu Yuan tried to understand the stories experienced by the previous generation, but what he obtained was extremely limited.
Most of the information has been distorted.
Just like what is recorded in history books may not necessarily be the true history, or to protect reputation, or for confidentiality, or for some other reasons, the written records about the previous generation are similar to what Xu Yuan has read. There are many conflicts with Fu Nei Ginseng.
In Lou Ji's words, the flood was both a crisis and an opportunity for her family.
A proper descendant of an aristocratic family.
Her father served as the transfer envoy of the Military Reserve Department in Wuling City in Pinghuai.
Moreover, before the current emperor and prime minister rectified the officialdom, the huge Dayan Dynasty was actually rotten to the core, and there was basically no real sense of clean officials.
Under such circumstances, it was natural that the fat middle-aged man with a big belly was ordered to raise military rations and a series of military supplies because his official position was in danger.
"During that time, I often didn't see my father in the house for several days. He was a corrupt official, but he was a corrupt official who did practical things. At first, every time he came back in the rain, his face looked sad except for the seriousness, but later Gradually I began to feel relief from him too.
The Xiangfu Internal Reference he read will not be forged, so those official records must be false. Although the Xiangfu Internal Reference can maintain authenticity, the content is limited.
Calculated from the previous life, at least it was a good place.
It has been raining for more than 70 days in Huaizhou. The floods destroyed the dams in the upper reaches of the Luoshui River. The huge floods sloping down hit Wuling County in the lower reaches of the Luoshui River. Millions of people became refugees and were displaced overnight.
As far as Xu Yuan's understanding of Dayan's official system was concerned, no matter what government department he was under, the transfer envoys were all fat men.
It only records some complicated fragments of time in the past. Although Xu Yuan vaguely glimpsed a corner of the story of that year, it was nothing more than that. It was not even as comprehensive as the information obtained from chatting with the senior officials of the Prime Minister's Office at home.
“Until he returned home in the rain one day, he immediately picked me up with a smile and told his mother that his merits in dealing with floods were recognized by the big shots in the court, and that he would most likely be promoted in the big exam next year.”
Tonight is the first time that Xu Yuan fully understands this old lady's past.
Whenever there is a major disaster, the imperial court will mobilize troops to rush to the disaster area, not only to provide disaster relief, but also to prevent the budding of bandits.
After all, even in the previous life with modern management and monitoring methods, places like warehousing were the hardest hit areas for corruption, let alone this feudal dynasty with limited information at the bottom.
Yongqing thirty-ninth year, the seventh year after Xu Yinhe entered Beijing, and the month when Lou Ji just turned five years old.
Lou Ji's background is actually not low. Even in this feudal dynasty, she can be said to be a master far beyond the ordinary people of Li.
And Lou Ji did not hide this. She smiled and told about the corrupt methods she saw her father use when she was a child, about her impression of the fat middle-aged man with a big belly, and about how after the flood, How her family was destroyed.
“I didn't know about my promotion at that time, but I knew that for the first time there was some life in the house, which had been lifeless since the flood.”
Xu Yuan listened quietly without speaking or interrupting, but he already knew what was going to happen next. It was not because of what Lou Ji had said before about calling Miss Long Po Po, but because he had read about it in the Internal Reference of the Prime Minister's Office.
The flood in the 39th year of Yongqing's reign was more of a man-made disaster than a natural disaster.
Lou Ji glanced at Xu Yuan gently and said with a smile:
"It seems. Changtian, have you read the internal reference?"
Xu Yuan nodded silently.
"Oh, yes, that flood was a natural disaster, but it was also a man-made disaster. It involved some important officials in the court and some sect disputes. But my father foolishly felt that he was being taken advantage of, and the result was naturally unnecessary. Talk a lot.”
As he spoke, Lou Ji was silent for a while, her beautiful eyes were half-squinted, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly:
“At that time, the court was really far away from us. People from that far away could tear my family apart with just one word.”
In the 40th year of Yongqing's reign, it was the eighth year that Xu Yinhe entered Beijing and Lou Ji was six years old.
Wuling Chengjun's transfer envoy Lou Qingwu regarded the common people as trivial, enriched his own pockets, and was thrown into death row. The men in the palace joined the army and moved thousands of miles away, while the female family members were admitted to the Jiaofangsi.
It also started from that moment,
The world has lost the eldest lady of Lou Mansion in Wuling City, and there has also been an ignorant little girl named Lou Ji.
On the long road to betrothal, Lou Ji's mother died on the road, and she, who was just a young child, had to learn to survive alone in this world.
She learned to disguise, learned to please, and learned **** people with her thin body and bright brain.
Hearing this, Xu Yuan subconsciously glanced at the side face of the elder sister beside him.
Huricide at the age of six?
It is true that ruthless people are trained from a young age.
Lou Ji didn't care at all.
The journey of distribution is really long, and the choice between the death of others and your own survival is actually not difficult.
She calmly told what she was thinking when she was only six years old:
"I persevered all the way because I knew I was different from those people. I was beautiful and smart. As long as I persevered to the Jiaofang Division, I would soon get the best treatment, and then move up step by step. Climb until you see the "big man" who decides the life and death of my family."
“Revenge?”
“A very old-fashioned reason?”
“At that time, you should need a reason to live.”
Lou Ji was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then raised her red lips:
“Yeah. Reason to live.”
This was Lou Ji's idea at that time, but bad luck only picks out the miserable, and hemp ropes only break at the thinnest places.
She did not enter the Jiaofang Department in Di'an City as she had hoped, because they encountered a monster on the way.
The soldiers who were sent to the prison were no match for the monster and quickly dispersed, leaving the more than 20 open-air prison cars along the way exposed to the monster's sharp teeth.
Lou Ji said that when she watched the monster walking towards the prison car where she was, she was not actually frightened or panicked because she felt she could survive.
Use the lives of other female relatives in the car in exchange for your own survival.
Happy New Year
This year, I kind of underestimated my relatives' ability to persuade people to drink.
The wine culture is really dregs!
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(End of this chapter)
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