August,
The scorching sun scorched the earth.
The news that Prince Teng had besieged Nanjing came,
The imperial city had exempted the curfew for several months in a row.
All the families who had participated in the siege of Nanjing this time,
Everyone was rewarded.
The imperial family had invited several private banquets. As the family of the imperial concubine,
It was the Jia family, who had contributed greatly this time,
Naturally, they were no exception and were also invited.
As the younger brother of imperial concubine Jia, Baoyu was also forcefully dragged out to participate in the banquet.
Although he dealt with these Lu Dongs one by one, even his imperial concubine sisters sat upright on the jade throne and acted as empress on behalf of him,
They could not make him reveal the slightest smile.
He heard everyone raise their glasses and congratulate him, "Congratulations to the Holy Lord for his talent!"
As for the four families of Wang, Jia, Xue, and Shi..,
They even kept the words "Junior Big Defeat Thief" on their lips every day and put them in front of the public tablet,
Mother Jia even thanked her ancestors countless times. The banquet was held from the street to the end of the street,
Silver was spent like flowing water.
After the idle people in the capital were full of wine and food, they all freeloaded on the four families' banquets,
Counting the dishes on the table, they even laughed and said, "Now the thin camel has fat back, ha,
He's rich again. "
In the world, with this news,
From north to south,
From west to east,
It seemed to have rolled up a burst of drunken joy. Even the mansions of the besieged Shengjing held banquets every day, singing and dancing until dawn.
In the Shengjing Palace, the mansions of the high-ranking generals were ostentatious. All the fish and meat, chicken, duck, cattle, sheep, and delicacies in Nanjing flowed into this place.
The streets were filled with drunken soldiers who were grinning from ear to ear. They were riding on horses with women in their arms as they rampaged through the streets, robbing Wuji of their possessions.
It was as if the destruction of Li Qingqing's reinforcements at the Nanjing City Gate had never happened, as if the hundreds of thousands of imperial troops besieged outside no longer existed.
In the south, the news of the retreat of the imperial court army that besieged the Saint Capital had reached the Prefecture of Guangzhou for a few months. The entire prefecture was immersed in a joyous atmosphere.
Most of the shops under the Chamber of Commerce would give out a bouquet of fresh flowers and a cup of fragrant tea called "Freedom Tea".
The Chamber of Commerce Alliance was even more generous. They spent a lot of money and gave a lot of rewards to the families of the soldiers who joined the Freedom Army.
Even the ships docked at the Guangzhou port for the next few months would receive a 5% discount on the rental fees.
In the past few months, the most unhappy people in the world were probably Xiaoxiang Gentleman's readers.
Xiaoxiang Gentleman's new work, "Nanyang Woman", was printed in lead. The engravings were exquisite, and the handwriting was neat and brilliant.
But when people read to the highest point of interest, the story came to an abrupt end, leaving only infinite reverie.
Although the story had been edited by Xiaoxiang for several months and stopped at the part where the army went north to help Shengjing, it was still a complete story.
But the world loved reunions.
"Ai, what an amazing woman! Life was full of ups and downs. Why didn't Mr. Xiaoxiang Gentleman continue to write? He stopped at the part where Li Qingba's army went north to help Shengjing, making people unhappy for no reason! Our Freedom Army clearly won, right? Now that this book is out, isn't it great to have a good luck? "
Such comments were everywhere in the teahouses and wine shops.
Lin Daiyu's hair was tied with a white cloth. She was returning from worshipping the cenotaph and walked through the streets as if she didn't hear them.
When she walked past the Li Residence, she stopped and looked up at the tall plaque, the luxurious door, and the two rows of stone lions.
As she stopped, a small sedan chair was being carried out from the side door of the Li Residence. An old woman arrogantly ordered the hired sedan chair bearers.
"Be careful, Grandaunt is pregnant with Jin Baobei. If you fall and hurt Grandma, you'll suffer!"
She couldn't stand it and quickly walked away. She was almost running away.
Less than a month after Li Qingqing's death, Li Yulang, who had been promoted to the vice president of the Alliance of Chambers of Commerce, had already expanded his family business and was no longer limited to Nanyang. Although Li Qingqing's mother's family had some power in Nanyang, it was only limited to Nanyang.
Moreover, Li Qingqing was an only child. After her death, she was still guarding her relatives in Nanyang. It was probably no longer suitable. Her family business was big, and she couldn't lack a successor.
Vice President Li stayed in the mourning hall for half a month, and then he took in another concubine.
Qingqing was shrewd, and she probably already expected this situation. That was why she didn't entrust the suicide note to her father.
But she couldn't face it, and she couldn't forgive her.
How could people be so calm and cold?
When she returned to her residence, Xiuying reported, "Miss, Master is looking for you."
"Uncle."
"Where is the blood letter Qingqing gave you?" Lin Ruoshan asked straightforwardly. He had been in a high position in Guangzhou for a long time, and he no longer looked like a playboy. When he was serious, he added a trace of the dignity of a person in a high position.
Lin Daiyu observed his expression and was afraid that something was wrong. She asked, "Is there something wrong with the blood letter?" She immediately took out the letter from the brocade pouch she kept close to her chest.
Lin Ruoshan didn't answer. He held the letter and read it over and over again. Pacing back and forth, he asked Daiyu, "When did this blood letter arrive in Guangzhou?"
"Three months ago, which is two months after Qingqing and Du 'er left Taizhou government."
Lin Ruoshan counted the time with his fingers, and his expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly walked out.
Lin Daiyu pulled him out, "Uncle, you?"
"Yu 'er, the imperial army is approaching Guangzhou. They are now in Guangdong Province. "
And Guangzhou was still in a state of song and dance.
"But …" It shouldn't be.
It shouldn't be.
Lin Daiyu thought in a daze. But the price paid for Qingqing's death was to buy time for the allied army.
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