Jia Zheng glanced at his son very strangely, Yuan Chun didn't talk to him first, but summoned Jia Huan first. However, thinking about Yuanchun's provincial relatives this time, it was originally facilitated by Jia Huan. Before he returned to Beijing, Jia Huan hoped to meet Yuan Chun in Jia's mansion. It's just that the rules of the heavenly family are strict, and I haven't returned home until now.

Jia Huan restrained the emotions in his heart, solemnly walked up the steps from the courtyard. There was a maid who raised the curtains. Jia Huan walked into the house.

In Jia's mother's main room, Jia Yuanchun sat in the middle. Jia Mu sat on the left side. Madame Wang sat on the right side. Mrs. Xing sat down again. The silk, the phoenix, the hairpin, the welcome, the tan, and the pity stand on both sides. The room was full of female dependents, each dressed up. The sad expressions on their faces obviously had not yet recovered from the sad atmosphere.

Jia Huan had already seen Yuan Chun in the main hall of the Grand View Garden just now, and at this time, when he wanted to visit, Yuan Chun stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Huan is exempt." He said to Jia Mu and the others: "I will say a few words alone with Brother Huan. ”

All the children and dependents in a room retreated to the side hall, leaving only the palace maid beside Yuan Chun to hold the qin, and the eunuch Li Wei in the house.

Li Wei is the little Li Zi when he was in Yuanchun Province three years ago. The godson of the great eunuch Chen Fuyan. Handsome, feminine, delicate. looked at Jia Huan, and his eyes showed adoration: Because Liu Guozhong was killed by Jia Huan!

And his godfather, Eunuch Chen, was interrogated by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, found no evidence, and was demoted to the Nanjing Palace. He took his wife and children, and the silver of Jiafu to Nanjing for retirement. got a good ending.

Jia Huan didn't notice the expression of the chief eunuch beside Yuan Chun, and at this time, he saw Yuan Chun's appearance clearly under the bright light, and his expression: Yuan Chun was dressed in a bright yellow palace dress, with apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and a flower and moon appearance. It's just that his body is on the thin side, and his face is no longer as radiant as before, but full of gray, tired, and pale expressions.

Jia Huan's heart was touched, and he bowed and said, "Big sister has suffered in the palace!" ”

Yuan Chun's tears that he couldn't stop were still flowing out because of Jia Huan's words, and he choked up: "Third brother..., the emperor is dead." "It's been almost a year. She has not yet recovered from the grief of losing her son.

Recently, Jia Huan has avenged Prince Jia and killed the murderers: the king of Nan'an County, Shang Guiren, and Liu Guozhong, and she felt a little better in her heart.

Jia Huan pursed his lips gently. He could understand the deep sadness and grief in Yuanchun's heart as a mother. Waiting for Yuanchun to vent his emotions for a while, he persuaded: "Big sister, justice and justice will never be absent, just late." Now the little prince is in the spirit of the sky, and he can rest in peace. Big sisters also have to take care of their bodies. Long sad lungs, often sad heart. ”

There are some things that he can carry alone. He didn't plan to talk to Yuan Chun. Of course, Yuan Chun may not understand in his heart.

Yuan Chun wept and nodded. A lot of words, she couldn't say in front of her mother. The grief and grievances of the past year were revealed at this time, and he cried: "Third brother, if you were in Beijing that day, there would never be such a thing. Empress Yang came to see me in Fengzao Palace, and I begged her to tell the Son of Heaven that the cause of the emperor's death should be thoroughly investigated. But in the end, she didn't say a word in front of the Son of Heaven. ”

Saying this, Yuan Chun had some dissatisfaction in his heart, some happiness and relief. Even if Empress Yang stopped it. But her younger brother still avenged her son's revenge.

Jia Huan nodded.

Many things, you don't need evidence, you just need opinions. Freedom of the mind. Yuan Chun's words, which only further confirmed his opinion of Empress Yang, were correct. Empress Yang pushed the boat down the river and played a very bad role afterwards.

"Big sister, I have accepted King Yan, the son of Concubine Zhou, as my son. Big sister, you are in your heart, but you can rest assured. I will keep him rich for the rest of his life. Don't be bullied. ”

The death of Prince Jia is full of suspicions. It is smallpox. But is it really smallpox? Has Zhou Guifei been vaccinated with human pox? You know, smallpox, while extremely dangerous, is violently contagious. But as long as you have infected once, you will not be infected again. In Xianfu Palace, why is only Zhou Guifei dead?

However, the truth of the matter is never the most important thing. No one will investigate these things anymore. Jia Huan will also not investigate.

Jia Yuanchun nodded with satisfaction, took the handkerchief handed by Baoqin, and wiped his tears, "You did a good job." I'll see the boy in the palace another day. You call him. ”

"Hmm. The eldest sister, my father is already a political envoy, and the situation in the house is stable. I wanted to ask my big sister about her plans. ”

What Jia Huan wants to ask, is Yuan Chun planning to continue to compete for favor in the harem, or is it something else? Yuan Chun is still young and has enough capital to compete with those harem beauties. Only when these things are figured out can he cooperate. From the perspective of interests, Jiafu naturally does not want the concubine card to be abolished. But from Jia Huan's point of view, he hopes that Yuan Chun will live happily. Don't stoop down to serve an old man in his forties who is unkind. Her sacrifice for Jia Fu is enough.

Jia Yuanchun looked at Jia Huan, sighed faintly, and said, "Brother Huan, during this time, I have read some Buddhist scriptures sent by my mother. There are some insights. ”

Mrs. Wang believes in Buddhism. Of course, this is just a layer of disguise for her.

Mrs. Wang, her hands are very black. Even Jin Chu'er can do it. Don't think that Wang Xifeng is very dark, she is far worse than Mrs. Wang. Father Zheng said that when he was young, he was also a poet and a poet. However, please take a look, the number of Jia Zheng's concubines? Aunt Zhou, Aunt Zhao. Moreover, only Aunt Zhao, who was given to Jia Zheng by Jia's mother, had a son and a daughter. Jia Zheng is the head of Rongguo Mansion! This is very abnormal. How many shady scenes are there, do you need to talk about it?

Yuan Chun's answer was a little tentative. She is well aware of the burden and responsibility on her. To put it more bluntly, more naked-naked-naked: a woman who is in the palace, has no value, and is useless to the family, will the Jia family care if you live or die? Sending a lot of silver to the palace? How can parents and relatives have no resentment in their hearts?

And Jia Huan is the ruler of Jiafu. He can represent the opinions of the Jia Mansion and the Jia family.

Jia Huan didn't know why, but he breathed a long sigh of relief. Perhaps, he would like to see such a Yuan Chun!

That, when he came back to the province in the thirteenth year of Yongzhi, he said to Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang: "That day, you sent me to a place where no one could be seen..."

said to Jia Zheng: "The house of the field, although it is made of salt and cloth, can eventually gather the joy of family; Although the wealth is extreme, all parties have no interest in the end. ”

Jia Huan bowed his hand and said loudly: "I support the big sister!" ”

Yuan Chun was slightly stunned, and her heart suddenly relaxed, as if a big stone that was suppressed in her heart had been removed, so that she could take a breath easily. When did she get to the palace? It's been more than 10 years!

Memories of scenes floated in my mind. I don't know why, Yuan Chun's tears suddenly flowed down, and he couldn't speak.

For the first time, I really realized the other side of her third brother.

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When Jia Huan finished answering, he withdrew. Jia Yuanchun spoke to his parents and family according to his wishes. Then, go to the Grand View Garden for a banquet and listen to the play. Many people found that Concubine Yuan had more smiles on her face. It's not as lifeless as when I first returned.

Baoyu won the lottery again. The marriage with Baoqin was also recognized and blessed by Yuan Chun. It was not until late at night that he returned to the palace.

And when Jia Huan slept with Sister Bao in the bedroom, he was still immersed in a certain emotion: for twenty years, he has distinguished right from wrong, and the pomegranate blossoms are shining in the palace. Three springs compete for the early spring scene, and the tigers meet each other and return to the big dream.

Hey, twenty years of right from wrong! Who is the tiger and who is the tiger? When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom.

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