In the cold winter season, it is already cold and windy at night. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and the streets behind Anjie are dark and deep in the winter night.

Lin Qianwei's small courtyard is lit up. Candles are lit and charcoal burns, dispelling the chill and darkness.

Yun Yao and Qing'er sent hot water to the bedroom with crimson faces. After that, they sent exquisite dishes and rice to them.

At dinner, the girl's tone in the bedroom can stir the hearts of thirteen or fourteen-year-old maids.

The bedroom is brightly lit and warm like spring. The temperature is about twenty degrees. In the aqua blue tent, Jia surrounded Lin Qianwei, and the two spoke affectionately.

Jia Huan felt her satin-smooth skin under the quilt. There was still an intoxicating flush on her pretty face. The bloody white veil had been put away.

Lin Qianwei's delicate body hugged her lover tightly, sometimes saying intimate love words, and there was indescribable satisfaction and happiness in her heart. With a man of love, the spiritual pleasure is even greater than the physical one.

Jia Huan smiled gently. He didn't expect his young body to perform well just now. It's still a bit of a move. However, it is the first time to pity the beauties around you. Wen Sheng said: "Weiwei, come with me to the capital!" We share weal and woe, and we depend on each other for good and bad. Five years is too long. I can't wait. ”

Lin Qianwei is now his woman. Even if you stay in Jinling, you will still be involved in the whirlpool and giant pit of the Jia family. Why deceive yourself? He hoped that she would follow her to the capital to stay together. The five-year covenant is hereby null and void.

It seems that after he returned to Beijing, he had one more reason to win.

Lin Qianwei's starry eyes looked at Jia Huan, six years younger than her, but he was a mature and steady man, and he did not hide her affection at all. stared for a moment, and said softly: "Jia Lang forgive me, the concubine doesn't want to go." ”

Jia Huan was not in a hurry, and asked slowly, "Why is this?" ”

Lin Qianwei lowered her head and smiled, and said with emotion in an aria-like tone: "Jia Lang is unparalleled in the world, I don't know how many girls from other families I want to be intoxicated with." I don't want to get involved in a fight. I'm waiting in Jinling for Jia Lang to take care of everything and marry me. Moreover, Jia Lang returned to the capital and had important matters to deal with. Don't be distracted by me. ”

She was a very wise woman. knew that Jia Huan had a fiancée in the capital. There is also the cousin's affection that has not been dealt with. Emotions are like mess. As a concubine, how can she fight? How to enter Jia Huan's house? Instead of making Jia Huan embarrassed, it is better to endure the pain of parting and lovesickness, and wait for five years in Jinling in exchange for a long time in the future.

Plus, she has faith in her own beauty. If she goes to the capital, Jia Huan will definitely stay with her night and night, and her energy will be wasted. When it is less, the ring is in color. She was afraid that she would have a reputation for being a red face and a bad person.

Jia Huan was stunned for a while, and hugged Lin Qianwei tightly. He knew what she was thinking. But this consideration for him made him even more worried. After thinking about it, he held back a sentence, "You are in Jinling, I am more worried about you." I'm not that weak-willed. ”

Lin Qianwei smiled and buried her head in Jia Huan's neck, breathing like an orchid.

The winter night is getting deeper.

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Jia Huan's statement that he had strong willpower was broken by himself the next morning. It's when it's like glue, where can you endure it?

When the sun was three poles, Jia Huancai and Lin Qianwei got up. The winter morning mist has lifted. The pines and cypresses in the yard are lush and evergreen.

After breakfast, Jia Huan and Lin Qianwei talked together in the bedroom, looking through her collection of music scores and musical instruments.

At this time, the attacker came from his home and replied: "Third master, the girl is sulking at home." The girl's poems published in the newspaper were scolded. ”

Jia Huan stood by the bookcase, he was in a good mood at this time, and said funny: "Isn't this enough?" "Daiyu's temperament is still very arrogant. You shouldn't be annoyed by commenting a few lines of poetry on someone you don't know. She wondered which cat or dog it was!

Lin Qianwei smiled "poof", with light waves flowing in her bright eyes, and gently pushed Jia Huan, "Jia Lang should go back first." ”

Jia Huan nodded. Take the attacker back home with him. Lin Qianwei's yard is diagonally opposite the back door of his residence, and it is only two steps away. As soon as he returned home, he met Uncle Yuan who came in to report in person and handed Jia Huan an invitation, "Third master, Ning Hanlin has returned to Jinling from visiting relatives in Jiangxi, please go and give a talk to other businesses in the city." ”

Jia Huan pondered for a while, and asked the attacker to explain to Daiyu, Qingwen, and Ruyi in the backyard, and took the long entourage to Mr. Longjiang's other business purchased in Jinling.

Mr. Longjiang's mission was already over when the Jinling grain case was learned. However, the grace of the Son of Heaven allowed him to return to his hometown in Jiangxi to visit relatives as a messenger.

But at this time, when the Spring Festival is approaching, what is he doing when he returns to Jinling? If you want to return to Beijing in the north, it should also be after the beginning of spring next year.

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Located in Qingliangmen, a large mansion on the shore of Mochou Lake, the garden is elegant and quiet. The midday sun fell right on the ridge of the roof.

In the Ming Hall, Mr. Longjiang Ning Ru entertained Jia Huan to eat and drink. The dishes are exquisite.

Jia Huan drank half a glass of wine and looked around. As far as the eye can see, you can overlook the beautiful scenery of Mochou Lake. Shengqi Building and Tulip Hall are faintly visible. "Mr. Longjiang's other business is really a good source."

Ning Ru was wearing a green shirt, chic and dignified. Laughing. After he regained his position for Hanlin, he restrained a lot, but in front of an old acquaintance like Jia Huan, he still had a dissolute temperament. "This was given to me by Zheng Guogong."

Jia Huan nodded.

Ning Ru glanced at Jia Huan and smiled slightly. Su Shishi's matter, he heard about it. But Jia Huan didn't talk to him, and he wasn't going to talk about it.

"Ziyu, you must be curious why I returned to Jinling at this time. Ha ha. It's actually quite simple. The Zhen family is selling assets, and I'm ready to pick up a bargain. In addition, I received a letter from the capital. There is a message to inform Ziyu. ”

Ning Ru took a sip of wine, paused, looked at Jia Huan, whispered, and said solemnly: "I heard that the prince is very dissatisfied with you. After speaking, he patted Jia Huan on the shoulder. The reason, he believes that Jia Huan understands. The eldest girl of the Zhen family is the crown princess.

Jia Huan smiled and took a sip of wine. In fact, he understands the hidden meaning better than Mr. Long Jiang. He cut off the prince's profits of hundreds of thousands of taels of private salt every year. Cutting off people's financial routes, such as killing parents. It is not surprising that the prince hates him.

However, I want Jia Huan to give the prince who has never met an evaluation, four words: dry bones in the grave!

Jia Huan pondered for a while, and said to Mr. Longjiang: "Mr. Xie Longjiang informed." "Regardless of whether the prince will be finished or not, he will receive Mr. Longjiang's favor.

Mr. Long Jiang smiled and said, "Ziyu really wants to thank me for doing me a favor." As he spoke, he clapped his hands.

A moment later, four beautiful women with slender and graceful bodies, beautiful appearances, average height, and average bust size entered from outside the hall. They each wore plain white clothes, adding to their style.

Jia Huan was stunned. Isn't this the four outstanding singers of the Zhen family?

He had met twice while having dinner with Zhen Li. The Zhen family searched for such four beauties, who can sing songs and operas, but it is quite expensive to have an average height and chest circumference. It will cost at least 20,000 taels of silver.

Mr. Long Jiang smiled freely: "This is given to me by Zhen Li." But I can't live at home. Please Ziyu share my worries. ”

Jia Huan sweated in his heart. I really don't agree with Mr. Longjiang's views on women. He said, "I can't live at home." ”

Mr. Long Jiang laughed, "Ziyu said this well. He waved his hand to let the four singers retreat, and said, "It's free, please ask Ziyu to go to Jiangxi and draw a portrait of my father." That's what he's for. His father's days were numbered. He knew that Jia Huan was going back to Jinling recently, so he played a trick. Let Jia Huan agree to come down. Of course, Jia Huan wanted to accept the four singers, and he was still happy to give them away.

Jia Huan nodded and agreed.

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Coming out of Mr. Longjiang's house, Jia Huan was a little drunk. There is nothing to be afraid of the prince's resentment. However, he also had to deal with it carefully after returning to Beijing. However, his strategy was to keep the Jia family away from the crown prince.

Thinking about the things in the court, Jia Huan's thoughts jumped out of emotion. When he entered the Qinhuai River from Xishuiguan in a boat, Hexi's sun shone on his body, and he suddenly realized why Daiyu was sulking. (To be continued.) )