In the three hugging halls behind the east courtyard, in the room of the spring. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The three of them talked together. They all live in the Baoxia Hall.

The rooms in Tanchun are transparently furnished. After lighting the candles, the light is bright. Si Qi, the waiter, and the painting were served, sometimes laughing and interjecting, chattering, and the atmosphere was lively. The news that Jia Huan will return home tomorrow has spread.

Looking at the lively maids, Yingchun was quiet, shook his head helplessly, and said to Tanchun: "Look at them." ”

In fact, she was also very happy in her heart. Si Qi and them may be because the third brother came back, and someone supported him and was able to suppress those mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law. And she was just happy for the safe return of her third brother.

The third brother is a very good person. She didn't spend much time with their sisters, but she could feel his closeness to her, kindness.

Tanchun was wearing a long jacket of honey color, with exquisite literary brilliance, handsome eyes and eyebrows, and when he laughed, he looked forward to Shenfei, beautiful and unprovoked, "Second sister, I'm also happy." ”

Jia Huan is her own brother. has a world-famous name, and returns with the momentum of wind and thunder. I have been studying in Jinling for more than a year, and I think next year's Spring Festival will definitely be on the emperor's list. At that time, the sea and the sky will have its own pattern.

Xichun, who has always been cold, couldn't help but smile and said: "The third sister should be happy." However, I was thinking about what gift the third brother would bring back to me. ”

Xichun is the youngest of many siblings, and at this time he has gradually grown up, and he is more than ten years old. Wearing a satin crewneck gown in pink, she looks delicate and pretty. At a young age, he has a cold and indifferent temperament. Very outstanding little beauty.

Her father was busy cultivating, and her brother Jia Zhen was dead. Although she is raised in front of the old lady, she is the least outstanding among the many sisters.

In her cold heart, the only warm place is probably the third brother who once specially helped her print two volumes of Buddhist scriptures.

The third brother treats her very well. When she returns from going out, she will inevitably bring her gifts. It's just that I don't know if it's what she wants.

Xichun's words suddenly made the room hotly discuss the topic of gifts.

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Night shrouded in the gardens of Jiafu. The winter nights are cold and windy. In Li Kun's courtyard, a few lights are as promised.

Li Kun's routine is to teach Jia Lan's knowledge in the room and urge him to study. Recently, however, she has become struggling to answer some of her son's questions.

Although she is literate, her father used to be the country's son of the priest wine, and her deceased husband Jia Zhu is a showman, but she is profound in Confucianism, and she doesn't know much. In many cases, it is explained in combination with the study notes that Jia Lan copied from Jia Huan. After all, she is an adult, and her ability to understand is not comparable to that of a child.

She desperately hoped to send her son Jia Lan to study at Wendao Academy. This requires Jia Huan's help. In fact, Mr. Luo, who is a family scholar, is also very familiar with the academy, but she is a widow and it is inconvenient for her to meet outsiders.

Jia Lan read "Shangshu" for a while, felt ignorant, looked up at his mother who was wandering under the lamp, and suddenly said: "Mother, I heard in school that the third uncle is coming back." ”

Li Kun sat on a wooden chair under the lamp, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, wearing an elegant water-white cotton jacket. With a white forehead, it is in the best years of a woman's life that she is pure and elegant - the charm of the woman flows. At this time, he came back to his senses and said, "Yes." When your third uncle comes back, my mother will tell him that she will send you to Wendao Academy at the foot of Miaofeng Mountain to study. ”

She hopes that her son will become a dragon.

Jalan was silent for a moment and nodded.

He was very valued by Mr. Luo in ethnology, and said that he would have the hope of going to school in a few years. As for Wendao Academy, he had already heard many rumors. Outstanding. When he went to the academy, he was no longer the best of everyone, and he might even become a poor student. It's going to be bitter.

The ten-year-old boy looks dull, but has already begun to have his own thoughts. It's just that, in the face of his mother's ardent hope, how can he refuse?

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In Sister Feng's courtyard on Jiafu West Road, Jia Lian has been at home recently to help take care of the New Year's Festival, Daguan Garden and other places, and has not gone out to drink and does not return at night.

When it was time to rest at night, Ping'er wore a jade-colored cardigan and served Jia Lian in the house to wash.

Wang Xifeng sat aside and drank tea. The expression is slightly bored, but in fact, it is a little nervous. This pink, bright and beautiful young woman was thinking about what Jia Huan had reprimanded her in the letter.

The letter directly reprimanded her for taking over the lawsuit to ruin the reputation of Jiafu and be foolish. The words are extremely harsh and intense. And Jia Huan will come back tomorrow, and she is a little worried that Jia Huan will settle accounts with her when he returns home.

Jia Huan can say that the lord in the mansion and the concubine in the palace, even if she has his wife and uncle to support her, but with Jia Huan's wrist, I am afraid it will not be too difficult to correct her.

Ping'er went out with a basin of water, Wang Xifeng didn't move, and asked Jia Lian with a smile: "Brother Huan Ming'er is going back, aren't you ready to prepare?" I heard that the Huan brothers came back to check the account of the provincial villa. ”

The relationship between Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng has long become dull. He now has an income of seven or eight thousand taels of silver a year, how can he be willing to be at the mercy of Wang Xifeng? Beautiful sister, a lot of outside. And gentle, informed and interesting. It's just that Sister Feng is a wife, and he can't take a break.

At this time, Wen Yan laughed and said, "What does this matter to me?" ”

He now has silver in hand, and he is the master, so he will not be greedy for the cost of 1 million taels of silver. Of course, he also took the one that should be taken.

In fact, it was a trivial matter for the Huan brothers to come back to check the accounts or something. Jiafuli is basically a family child. The master has the power of life and death over the slave. Some people are disobedient, they want to take more and be greedy, so it's no wonder that the Huan brothers are ruthless.

On the contrary, it was his father, who had some opinions about the Huan brothers. That's what could affect him.

Wang Xifeng's heart stumbled. She is a very smart person, and as soon as she heard Jia Lian's words, she knew that Jia Lian did not have the heart to confront Jia Huan at all.

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In a courtyard south of Ningrong Street, the big housekeeper of Rongguo Mansion, Shan Daliang's house, Shan Daliang's family, and Shan Daliang's three people gathered around the charcoal basin and discussed in a low voice.

Shan Daliang groaned.

The construction of the provincial villa was the chief manager of the eldest lord Jia Yu and the second master Jia Lian, and he was also one of the people in charge.

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Jiafu East Road, because of the construction of provincial villas, the garden area here is much smaller.

Jia pardoned the first-class general, and after eating and drinking with the doorman in the outer courtyard, he came in, and got the news that Jia Huan would return to his home tomorrow. He pondered for a long time in his inner study.

The concubine, Mrs. Xing and others did not dare to disturb him.

The candle burned in the gorgeous, delicate lampshade, and Jia Yu's expression was somewhat cloudy.

He does have an account to settle with Brother Huan. After his brother-in-law Lin Ruhai died, how much silver did he leave for Brother Huan'er? I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands of taels.

Hey. Is it enough to take care of an orphan girl? Don't give it all to Brother Huan'er to swallow it privately, right?

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The rooster crows and dawns. The curfew in the inner city of Jingshi ended, and the nine gates opened. In the cold, faint morning light, waiting for the people and business travelers to enter the city lined up.

Jia Huan took Daiyu and his party to enter the city from Xuanwumen at about nine o'clock in the morning, and went straight along Xuanwumenli Street to Ningrong Street at Sio'o'clock in Xicheng.

The masters and servants of the Rongguo Mansion and the Ningguo Mansion have been waiting at home since the morning. You Shi took Qin Keqing to wait in front of Jia's mother early in the morning. Qin Keqing's original intention was not to get sick. It's just that before leaving Jiafu, she wanted to see Uncle Huan.

Jia Rong took Jia Qiang, Jia Qiong, Jia Chen, and the children of the Jia family on the side of Jia Ling's East Mansion to join Jia Lian, Jia Cong, Jia Yan, Jia Ling, Jia Yun, Jia Qin, Jia Lan, Jia Yan, Jia Rui and others, and waited in front of the gate of Rong Mansion.

Uncle Huan returned from afar, and the children of the Jia family should be welcomed.

Winter is melting, sprinkled on the smooth stone streets. Jia Qiang stood in the crowd and sighed in her heart. Now in the Jia family, as long as people who are not stupid can see that Uncle Huan is about to become the banner of the Jia family. Now, who wouldn't want to make a trick in front of him?

There are a lot of people here today! Jia Lian squinted his eyes and looked at the intersection in front of the road. This battle is not just brought about by Jia Huanju's identity. It was the result of Jia Huan going south to the south of the Yangtze River, and some things that happened were transmitted back to the capital.

Jia Huan is now a world-famous talent, a famous scholar among scholars. His teacher is Fang Wang, the leader of the heavenly world. Grandmaster Fang is currently the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. presided over the revision of "Emperor Zhou Yinghua", which was very valued by the Son of Heaven.

At the same time, he was a disciple of Sha Sheng, the governor of Huaiyang. The governor of Sha, the prime minister of Yanfa, had no worse status in the court than his uncle (Prince Teng).

Moreover, he is also a disciple of Zhang Anbo, the secretary of the Nanjing Ministry of Rites. Hubu Shangshu Weihong repaid him and praised him. It's no secret that he is friendly with the Wei family. He also made friends with Ning Longjiang, a popular person next to the new Son of Heaven.

All this, invisibly, has increased Jia Huan's prestige. The rising trend is unstoppable. As long as Jia Huan's gold list is titled...

When Jia Lian was in reverie, Jia Huan's carriage was still walking on the street, and in the Rongguo Mansion, Jia Zheng and Jia Yu were waiting in Rongxi Hall.

In the inner house, at the upper room of Jia's mother, Jia's mother, Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing, Aunt Xue, Wang Xifeng, Li Kun, Baoyu, You Shi, Qin Keqing, Baochai, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun and others were waiting.

In the flower hall, the housekeeper, grandmother, daughter-in-law, and maids are waiting. The atmosphere was slightly anxious. It's for the sake of waiting.

The "big secretary" mandarin duck beside Jia's mother smiled and comforted Jia's mother, "Ancestor, rest assured, the third master is a stable person, and after more than a year in Jinling, Miss Lin must be good." She knew the old lady's thoughts, not waiting for the third master, but waiting for Miss Lin.

Jia Mu nodded lightly.

Mrs. Wang didn't even lift her eyelids. Turn the beads in your hand. Sneered in my heart. Her concubine offended her brother (Wang Ziteng) very badly.

Baoyu wears a silver crown on her head, a delicate white patterned cotton jacket, a silver belt of pearls, a jade face and starry eyes, and an outstanding character. He couldn't resist the irritability in his heart, and writhed back and forth in his chair. Be on hot coals.

Tanchun couldn't help laughing. The second brother is thinking about Sister Lin.

The big girls behind Mrs. Wang, Jin Chu'er, Yu Chu'er, Caiyun, and Caixia all chuckled. Caixia, who has not been seen for a long time, is becoming more and more prominent, and the anticipation in her heart is also unstoppable. She knew that Second Master Bao and the old lady were thinking about Miss Lin. But she was thinking of someone else.

At this time, a daughter-in-law who had been listening to the news outside walked in quickly, with a smile on her face, "Back to the old lady, Mrs., the third master and Miss Lin have arrived at the gate of the house!" Second Master Lian and Uncle Rong picked up at the door. ”

The hall suddenly burst into cheers: "Amitabha, it's finally here." ”

"The third master is back."

"Miss Lin has arrived."

Jia Mu also stood up, leaning on crutches, and shouted, "Quick, quick, call Yu'er to see me." ”

Baoyu jumped to her feet. The crowd laughed. Wang Xifeng teased: "Brother Bao is happy." In the end, it was played from a small piece. ”

Baochai, who had been sitting upright, looked quiet. A bright, elegant girl. At this time, a clear and cheerful light flashed in the beautiful apricot eyes. Shine! It's so bright!

Brother Ring returned.