Jia Huan's face was not very good-looking.

Before he left Beijing, he had already communicated with King Beijing, King Xining County and others, if Yuanchun gave birth to a prince, the old Wuxun Group should not push Yuanchun as the imperial concubine for the time being, and everything would be discussed after he returned to Beijing. However, the king of Nan'an County directly went to the chapter and promoted Yuanchun as the queen. What does this make the Son of Heaven think? What does this make Yang Guifei think? What does this make the two kings of Jin and Chu think?

This reminded Jia Huan of the discussion at the Wuying Hall last year: the king of Nan'an County had a lot of opinions about him. This incident has a strong smell of conspiracy.

Mountain Chief Zhang Anbo sighed lightly. At that time, he saw the news, and with his understanding of Jia Huan, he knew that there was a problem. "It's just a piece of music, it's not a big problem. But it is foreseeable that the atmosphere in Beijing is not quite right. ”

Jia Huan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Mountain Chief, I will write to Jingzhong." I stayed in Jinling for about ten days and then returned north. "He had to wait until Weiwei returned to Jinling.

In a situation where the pace of life is slow. Jia Huan's stay in Jinling for about ten days was not too long.

Mountain Chief Zhang Anbo nodded with a deep groan.

Jia Huan suppressed the gloom in his heart and chatted with the mountain chief about various things, including the fact that he received guidance and notes from Ning Taishi in Yongfeng County.

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Summer begins and spring remains. The beautiful scenery on both sides of the winding Qinhuai River tells the prosperity of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties. Six dynasties of gold powder, ten miles of Qinhuai River.

Wuding Bridge is in the middle of the Qinhuai River for ten miles. On the south bank, the courtyard with blue tiles and white walls is scattered in the verdant woods, looming.

On the morning of the 24th, there was another annoying light rain.

Su Shishi sat under the window of her room, holding her snowy cheeks, and her intoxicating beautiful eyes watched the woods cover the slow flow of the Qinhuai River. The canopy boat passes by from time to time, and the sound of wood pulp paddling is leisurely.

Dan'er was holding a tea bowl in her hand, and when she saw that her girl was sad, she pouted: "Girl, didn't Mr. Jia keep you by his side?" What does that mean? What else is there to worry about? "If you miss him, wouldn't it be nice to see him on the other side of the bridge?

Su Shishi glanced at her maid and sighed clearly: "Dan'er, you don't understand." ”

She was still thinking about the brief encounter three days ago, thinking about the length and length of the aria, thinking about his request. Soft in heart. More than two years of waiting, lovesickness, and sorrow were relieved. There is his words: Shishi, I hope you don't disappear into my life again. She was content and joyful.

But why didn't he come to see her for three days? No matter how busy the reception is, there should be a piece of paper to speak. Is he going to be like the capital and refuse to see her again? Those words are all beautiful bubbles?

Dan'er pursed her lips, put down the tea bowl, and walked out of the room, going to get busy.

Don't come to the two-year-old sound book, an inch of love is knotted. When Su Shishi was feeling pity for herself, suddenly Dan'er came in from outside, her steps were hurried, and her face was full of joy, "Girl, Mr. Jia is here." ”

"Huh?" Su Shishi stood up from the soft couch in surprise, then reacted and ordered: "Dan'er, hurry, go and stop Mr. Jia." I haven't freshened up yet. "She woke up in the morning, lazy, with no makeup combed.

"Bang, bang."

Jia Huanren had already arrived at the door and knocked on the door in a funny way. looked at Su Shishi, a beautiful woman standing in front of the table and chairs with her temples uncombed and plain faces. She wore a long green shirt and a long skirt at home, and a green silk hair, which was draped over her shoulders in a freehand manner. At this time, the expression on his face was one point of surprise, half of sorrow, half of shyness, and another kind of beauty.

Su Shishi's residence, Jia Huan crossed the south bank of Wuding Bridge this morning, and he knew it as soon as he inquired. She lives in a small courtyard by the river. There is only one maid Dan'er and two servants. Entering from the main gate of the courtyard, passing through the courtyard, and going straight to the main room, is Su Shishi's room.

Jia Huan looked at Su Shishi, who was slightly flustered and overjoyed at the door, and smiled slightly. It seems that I have found the ease and comfort of getting along with her that day.

Su Shishi is a master of insight into people's hearts and speaks very decently. It's very comfortable to get along with. But it's a work ethic. A must-have skill for famous prostitutes. For example, Vivi. However, Vivi's temperament is: I am like this, what can you do with me? Straightforward, proud. This has earned her a legion of fans.

And the ease and comfort he gets along with Su Shishi is the sincerity and coquettishness of her after taking off her mask. For example, at this time. In this twilight of spring, the beautiful and elegant beauty, in a panic, exudes her charming style.

Jia Huan would not break in very gracefully, waited in the courtyard for a while, and got Su Shishi's invitation, and then walked into her boudoir.

It was a small room, with a bed on the west side, and a pink mosquito net hung on it. Thin quilts are folded into long strips. The room has a faint fragrance and is elegantly furnished. The whole room, very daughterly. Jia Huan looked around in Su Shishi's coquettish gaze and nodded appreciatively.

Dan'er came in with tea and said bluntly: "Jia Sanye, my girl was still thinking about you just now!" ”

Su Shishi's white and delicate face was suddenly covered with a layer of seductive red, and she said angrily: "Dan'er..."

The little maid grinned, turned and went out.

Jia Huan smiled gently, and Su Shishi, who was sitting opposite the small table, had a shy and infinite expression and beauty, which was extremely moving, but it always made him feel that he was bullying her. In fact, before Su Shishi expressed his affection for him, the mode of getting along with the two was: Su Shishi was the Oiran he held up with his poetic works, respected him very much, and called him "Mr. Jia".

Jia Huan took a sip of tea, looked at the big beauty, and said softly: "Shishi, I will return north in two days." I want to take you out of Jinling and back to the capital. Your luggage is now ready to be packed. If it is not necessary, you can do without it. Or then send it to my accommodation on my side of Wuding Bridge. There is everything at home. ”

Su Shishi looked up in surprise, "Mr. Jia..." is he talking about living in his house? At that time, Li Xiangjun, a famous prostitute on the Qinhuai River in the Ming Dynasty, had to hide his identity in order to enter the door of the waiting house, and finally ended in tragedy and died depressed at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve.

Jia Huan is the kind of person who is more delicate and quick-thinking, Su Shishi's words, clear and intoxicating beautiful eyes looked at him worriedly and expectantly. He immediately understood what she was thinking. With a soft heart, he nodded, and said softly: "It seems that Shishi still doesn't know much about my status in Jiafu. After returning to Beijing, we lived together in Sanssouci Hall. ”

Jia Zheng can't control his affairs!

Emotional things, who can say clearly? It often comes inadvertently. I don't know why I started, and I went deep! This is what Su Shishi did to him. And he, on this trip to Jinling, the shadow in his heart is full of Lin Qianwei. Meeting Su Shishi was an unexpected joy.

His melancholy in the past, the entanglement in his heart, her infatuated waiting, her bitter feelings, at this time, there should be a result. He knew how he felt about her: the magnolia had the sorrow of my spring knots.

However, when he was thinking about Weiwei in his heart, how could he talk about his feelings with Su Shishi? Therefore, in front of Su Shishi this time, he couldn't say a word of love. This relationship with Su Shishi, forward, precipitation, and sublimation, still needs to give him some time.

However, he is willing to give her a promise and a name first.

Su Shishi suddenly felt a little impulsive to cry, bowed her head, and said in a clear voice: "Shishi listens to Mr. Jia's arrangement." ”

Jia Huan smiled slightly, looked at the Qinhuai River hidden by the woods outside the window, then looked at Su Shishi, and quipped: "Shishi, you still call me Mr. Jia?" ”

So what should it be called? Su Shishi was shy and tactful in her heart, looked up at Jia Huan, and looked at his soft smile, like the warm spring light outside the window. Suddenly I want to laugh, coquettish. In private, Mr. Jia is still the same.

Su Shishi smiled, with a shallow smile, and sang: "Spring travel, apricot blossoms blow all over the head." Mo on whose young man is full of romance. The concubine intends to marry and rest for the rest of her life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed. ”

Su Shishi is best at dancing. There is no one else in the world. But that doesn't mean she's not singing well. This song of Wei Zhuang's Sidi Township was sung by her tactfully, affectionately, and heartfelt.

Jia Huan was slightly stunned, listening to her singing voice, looking at her beautiful and demure face, picking up the teacup and drinking it slowly.

He will never forget this scene for the rest of his life.

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On the morning of the 24th, the spring breeze was intoxicating. At this time, a tall building boat stopped at the Jinchuanmen Wharf outside Jinling.

On the boat, Hu Chi, who had been in contact with Jia Huan in Jiujiang, stood half a step behind a man who was nearly fifty years old, with a square face and long beard and a dignified bearing.

It was the famous ministers of the dynasty who entered Beijing to see and returned to the southwest along the canal and the Yangtze River, An Nanbo, the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, and the right capital of the Imperial Palace.

Hu Chi was short, clear, and said with a smile: "Handsome, Jia Ziyu is in Jinling at this time." ”

"Oh?" Qi Chi smiled and nodded.

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At night, on the Qinhuai River, lights and shadows ripple. Singing, silk and bamboo, laughter, build a prosperous Qinhuai River landscape painting.

In a medium-sized exquisite painting boat, the governor of Qi was lightly charioted and servant, with Hu Chi, the king of southwest money, two henchmen, and the head of the personal guard, at a banquet for Jia Huan.

With Jia Huan's status, he is in Jinling, who can ignore him? Jia Huan is in Shilin and is the world-famous Jia Tanhua. In the officialdom, the general secretary of the five products is the right senator, and the editor-in-chief of Pravda.

In the eyes of Qi Chi, who is a clear-eyed person, he is the confidant of He Shuo, a university scholar, with outstanding power and strategy, and a star figure in officialdom, who is concerned. Jia Huan's three chapters in the Wuying Hall impressed the ministers.

A beautiful round table, fine food and wine. Qi Chi, Jia Huan, and Hu Chi sat and had a drink. At the corner of the boat, the singers played and sang to create an atmosphere.

Qi Chi smiled and said, "I didn't expect to meet Ziyu in Jinling." Knowing your old knowledge in a foreign land. Back then, the official predicted in Beijing that you would be famous in the world. That's true. When floating a big white. ”

"The handsome man has a good reputation. Ring is ashamed. Jia Huan said modestly, raised a glass with everyone, and drank victorious.

Jia Huan and the Governor of Qi met during the flood in the ninth year of Yongzhi. His first official position, deputy envoy, was appointed by the governor of Qi. I haven't seen him for many years, and Qi Chi's bearing has become more and more majestic: Yuanyu Yuezhi.

Nourish the body, live and move the qi. Qi Chi, who destroyed a country, how could his bearing remain the same?

After chatting for a while, Qi Chi beckoned: "Ziyu, the chaos in Beijing has appeared, you have the talent to manage affairs, are you willing to go to the southwest to serve the country?" ”

Jia Huan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood the reason why Qi Chi invited him to drink. Without thinking about it, he refused: "Xie Dashuai is good." I don't plan to leave Beijing for the time being. After his resignation, he will continue to stay in the capital and play a role behind the scenes. He had no plans to leave Beijing.

Qi Chi smiled and diverted the topic. After the banquet, at the door of the painting boat, Qi Chi was about to leave, and said to Jia Huan, who saw him off, with great meaning: "Ziyu, if you want in the future, I will always leave a place for you there." ”

Jia Huan's expression was slightly dark. Immediately, he thanked Governor Qi as if nothing had happened, and watched him leave.

Back at his home in Wudingqiao and Anjie, drinking the strong tea on the small house, under the bright candlelight, Jia Huan fell into deep thought.

Dealing with the bigwigs, he has some experience. The bigwigs may understate a sentence or two and fail to comprehend, and that is your problem. Qi Chi is a person who is very good at being an official. What does such a reminder mean?

The anxiety in Jia Huan's heart suddenly rose, and even washed away the joy he had just seen when he sent the poem written on a sticky note, telling him to drink less.

With Jia Huan's calm temperament, he couldn't help it, walked to the desk, and wrote a letter: Weiwei, there seems to be a change in Beijing, I want to return to Beijing in advance. I hope you will return to Jinling soon. Be sure to.

After writing the letter, Jia Huan sent someone to send it to Mother Jin in Xiaomengge. Let her send someone to bring it to Suzhou.

He had to urge Weiwei, hoping that she would return to Jinling as soon as possible.

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That night, when Jia Huan wrote a letter to Lin Qianwei, on the Grand Canal, a light boat was galloping in the river.

Jia Lian and his clothes fell into the boat, their faces full of panic.

At this time, the ship had already passed through Yangzhou.

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On the morning of the 26th, Jia Huan was at home, chatting and talking with Su Shishi, who came to see him. Outside the window it was already the beginning of summer.

He has been busy lately, either meeting guests or eating wine. Then, I had something on my mind and was worried about the changes in Nakyochu. His letters to King Beijing, Pang Ze and others have been sent. There was no interest in boating Jinling with Su Shishi at all.

Su Shishi comforted softly: "Jia Lang, don't worry. When Lin went to Suzhou, he also told me: You will return to Jinling at the end of March and the beginning of April. She will definitely count the time and return to Jinling as soon as possible. ”

Jia Huan smiled at the beauty with emotion and nodded, "Shishi, waiting, it's really uncomfortable." ”

At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside, and then I saw Qian Huai and Hu Xiaosi helping Jia Lian to come in. Jia Lian's face was tired, his eyes were red, his expression was sad, and he cried: "Brother Huan, Prince Jia is gone!" ”

"What?"

Jia Huan stood up from the chair in shock, the teacup on the table was spilled, and he didn't realize it, his right hand was holding on to the edge of the table, his eyes were staring at Jia Lian, and he asked in a dumb voice, "When is this?" What's with? ”

Jia Lian choked up and said, "The matter of the sixteenth." Died of smallpox. Zhou Guifei also contracted illness from taking care of him. I got a letter from the house and asked me to come to Jinling overnight to deliver a letter to you. ”

The errands in Jiafu are basically done by Jia Lian. Before Jia Huan left Beijing, he clearly informed Jia Fu that he would stay in Jinling for a while. Therefore, Jia Lian went straight to Jinling.

The Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal is thousands of miles, and the whole journey takes 15 to 17 days. Walking slowly, it is possible in a month or two. And Jia Lian rushed from the capital to Jinling within ten days. It can be seen that it is both day and night.

Jia Huan took a deep breath, sat back in the chair, and closed his eyes in pain.