When Jia Huan, Ning Xiao, and Ning Cheng were digesting the news in the study, a middle-aged servant woman in the back house came over to pass the word, her face was beaming, and she said, "The princess asked the county lord and the prince to go over to talk. ”

Obviously, Princess Dugu happily asked her children to come and talk.

Ning Cheng scratched his head and said, "Got it." My sister and I went right over. Tell Mother to wait. "Send the servant woman away. His eyes looked at Jia Huan.

Ning Xiao said: "Brother Cheng, you go to your mother's place first." Let me ask Mr. Jia another question. "The chess game of the Holy Birthday Festival, so far, is settled. However, she talked about sex and wanted to review it. As for the mother, eighty percent of them were sighs and words of joy. Not urgent. She delayed for a while, and then went to be happy with her mother.

"Sister, okay." Ning Cheng got up and walked towards the inner mansion. Along the way, courtyards, wings, woods, cold winds. At this time, Brother Cheng really hasn't recovered from the shock, he feels like he's floating when he walks!

Ning Xiao instructed the maid Zi'er to ask for a pot of warm wine, and brought the maids serving outside the study to the ear room next door. Hold the pot and pour wine for Jia Huan. The spout of the golden flask, the wine is like a thin line, and it falls low in the silver glass. The aroma of wine is overflowing.

Wine, still, is the rice wine that is usually drunk by the powerful, soft and delicious, with health preservation functions, and suitable for men and women.

Ning Xiao and Jia Huan were the same age, 16 years old at the time, wearing a gorgeous long dress. The long skirt is covered with an elegant light green underneath and embroidered with flowers and patterns. Rich and intoxicated. Ning Xiao raised her glass with one hand, her sleeve robe hung down slightly, with a little heroic and chic charm, bright as a flower, and said clearly: "This cup is for Mr. Jia!" ”

When Jia Huan was playing chess just now, he told her about the current game of seizing the heir, and the three parties entered: the King of Jin, the King of Chu, and Yin Yan's respective methods, after all, they were talking about vaguely. After all, there were bystanders. However, Jia Huan didn't say how he planned it on the Holy Birthday Festival!

Jia Huan's arrangement, it seems, is very simple. The Son of Heaven was short of silver, and through her recommendation, he helped her father, King Wu, plan an open-source plan. And regardless of whether it can be successfully operated or not, 200,000 taels of silver came out from the Jin merchants anyway.

To solve the urgent need of the Son of Heaven, of course the Son of Heaven is very happy. She still understands her father's character. will not swallow Jia Huan's credit. will inevitably perform meritorious service for Jia Huan in front of the Son of Heaven. The Son of Heaven gave marriage, which is logical.

However, she felt that things were not so simple! Since Jia Huan wants the Son of Heaven to marry, his cousin is very important to him. So, with his character, can't he wait for the opportunity? There's definitely something in this that she's overlooked.

Even if Jia Huan is used to seeing stunning beauties, his wives and concubines, the twelve hairpins in Jia's mansion, there is no shortage of stunning beauties, each with its own characteristics! But he also had to marvel at the beauty of the county lord of Yongqing. This is a woman who will amaze you at first sight!

Of course, her political attributes are greater than those of beautiful women. Jia Huan sometimes forgets this. At this time, he was pulled back by the beauty of the Yongqing County Lord's drinking, smiled, raised his glass and drank, and said, "Thank you." If the county lord has something to say, please speak directly. ”

Ning Xiao's beautiful Danfeng eyes looked at Jia Huan, and said softly: "Mr. Jia is talented, when the Son of Heaven is in the right mood, he will show his merit and get what he wants." It's just that I don't quite understand Mr. Jia's train of thought. I hope Mr. Jia will solve my doubts. ”

When it comes to scheming, she is very intellectual.

Jia Huan was a little amused, looked at her beautiful Danfeng eyes, and said bluntly: "This involves a little financial knowledge. Eight cents of silver is used as 1 silver dollar, which is a kind of currency over-issuance. And the Son of Heaven and the Ministry of Internal Affairs shared a lot of benefits in this. If the minting quota is used up, you can get a profit of 6 million.

Of course, in order to obtain this 6 million profits, it is necessary to invest 30 million taels of silver to mint. I don't know how the Ministry of Internal Affairs handled it, whether it was to go to the Ministry of Industry to cast it or resell this share. One thing is clear. The Son of Heaven has become richer than ever.

The county lord, if you want to make a person short of money, the easiest way is to give him enough money to spend as much as he wants. ”

Truth: If God wants to destroy it, he must first make it mad. Or it can be said: from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift.

Ning Xiao opened her small mouth slightly, an O-shape, and looked at Jia Huan in surprise. Jia Huan admitted a fact: he was designing the Yongzhi Emperor.

It's crazy! But, very genius idea!

In other words, the minting of silver coins was originally a serial set. As the Son of Heaven becomes rich, he will become more and more short of money. In addition to all kinds of expenses in Xiyuan, there are also rewards for border generals. Similarly, even if in the sixteenth year of Yongzhi, there is no great victory in the expansion of the border, the Son of Heaven will still have a place to spend money. Maybe it's glass, maybe it's some other luxury! Historically, weren't there still emperors who liked granite?

Jia Huan looked at Ning Xiao, who was in a state of shock, and said with emotion: "I actually prefer the county lord to ask me about carbon monoxide, carbon dioxide and the like." And not something political. ”

Women are in politics and have a natural weakness. Since ancient times, there have been only two of the most successful. Wu Zetian, Cixi. Empress Wu still did the work, continuing the rule of Yonghui of Tang Gaozong. And my Cixi of the Qing Dynasty is a disgusting trash! So, her grave was picked up!

Ning Xiao ignored Jia Huan's emotion and persuasion, and said, "Brother Cheng is interested in Mr. Jia's set." Looking at Jia Huan's eyes again, he said seriously: "Mr. Jia, aren't you afraid that I will go to the palace to tell the truth?" ”

With the temperament of the Son of Heaven, knowing that Jia Huan calculated him like this, he would definitely reward Jia Huan with a knife and cut Jia Huan.

Jia Huan smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Will you be the county lord?" "He still has a way of seeing people. Of course, the point is that when he got out of this door, he didn't recognize what he just said. The Great Zhou Dynasty did not have a voice recorder.

Of course not! Ning Xiaoyan smiled, bright as a flower. got up, bowed to his skirt, and said in a clear voice: "Mr. Xie Jia will solve my doubts!" She learned a lot from Jia Huan's layout and ideas this time! It has benefited her for the rest of her life.

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On the night of the 25th, the latest news was spreading throughout Beijing. Today's Holy Birthday Day, the curfew will be lifted. It means that the Son of Heaven and the people are happy.

Jia Huan was in King Wu's mansion and did not wait for King Wu to come back, but returned to Jia's mansion.

Starlight on a moonlit night. At the same time, the King of Jin, who had just returned to the Jin Palace, in the west of the city, received the latest news, and in the Star Picking Tower, he didn't speak for a long time.

He thought that Prince Yang was in the limelight, and today's Holy Birthday Day would be over. Unexpectedly, King Wu and Jia Huan intervened in the back!

River mussels, fishermen, but it was King Wu and Jia Huan who had the last laugh!

"Haha."

King Jin laughed, laughing a little crazy. Because, no matter who benefits, he is a stepping stone in the Holy Birthday anyway, clown!

His end was almost predictable. In a few days, Jin Yiwei found out the situation, and the Son of Heaven would definitely punish him.

This disheartened him. He tried, but it turned out badly.

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In Jing Garden, the King of Chu did not come over, but went back to the palace of the King of Chu to rest.

In the study, there was no one left. After confirming that Prince Yang had become the biggest winner, the staff of the King of Chu dispersed. The news was sent to Han Xiucai's small courtyard.

The moon is in the sky. Han Jin was having a drink in the hall with Luo Ziche.

Luo Ziche smiled and said, "Brother Han, be happy!" Now Yin Langzhong is dumbfounded. Without Emperor Yang making the Son of Heaven happy, how could the Son of Heaven reward King Wu and Jia Huan? At this moment, his heart was full of joy!

Call you a fisherman? Call you a fisherman? Kicked someone into the river, right? Ha ha!

Han Jin smiled bitterly and said, "Ziche, don't forget that Jia Huan and our relationship is not good. ”

When Luo Ziche thought about it, his face turned bitter. Jia Huan kicked Yin Langzhong into the river, it has nothing to do with them!

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After Yin Yan arrived home, under the service of the beautiful concubine, he dressed his face, soaked his feet, and prepared to sleep. However, before the lights were blown out, the servant woman outside came to report that someone from the Song Mansion had sent a letter. Yin Yan had to put on his clothes and go to the front yard to meet guests.

After getting the latest news, Yin Yan was slightly stunned and pondered in the study. In the simple, but book-filled study, the light shines on Yin Yan's face.

This was a bit unexpected.

However, Jia Huan and King Wu's purpose is not to seize the heir, and it is normal for him to be negligent. Imagine, on the Holy Birthday Festival, how does Jia Huan, a gentleman who was dismissed, operate? Jia Huan did not support the prince.

In the game of seizing the heir, there are only three eyes: the king of Jin, the king of Chu, and the prince of Yang.

Yin Yan walked back and forth, exhaling softly.

Jia Huan's level of intrigue seems to be higher than that of the eleventh year of Yongzhi. If King Jin can put down his face and gain Jia Huan's trust..., then I am afraid it will be difficult for him to do so!

But then again, it's hard to recover. Jia Huan was in the Wuying Palace, and the once-powerful Jin King Party was wiped out, how could Jia Huan and the King of Jin become intimate? If King Jin could have this courage, determination, and skill, then he would have chosen King Jin a long time ago. Why choose Prince Yang?

The corners of Yin Yan's mouth slowly floated into a smile.

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In winter, there is another beautiful scenery in the Grand View Garden. Courtyards, pine forests, paths, and rivers are like an extremely simple white landscape painting, splashing ink between heaven and earth.

In the morning, Jia Huan came from the North Park and went straight to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

The weather is sunny and the day is warm. The occasional laughter of the maids sounded in the garden. On the Holy Birthday Festival, a scene in the Hanyuan Hall caused a huge turmoil in the homes of the powerful inside and outside the court. People who want to place bets, are researching. In Jiafu, there is still peace and tranquility. It's like staying out of the way.

However, Jia Huan asked for marriage in front of the Son of Heaven through the mouth of King Wu. The relationship between him and Daiyu is somewhat public in Jiafu. The reactions of all parties have been different for the time being.

Jia Huan walked straight south along the Yong Road, passed Nuan Xiangwu, Daoxiang Village, Qiushuangzhai, and went east to the outside of Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Follow the mossy path into three huts sheltered by bamboo trees. Xiuyu has just become a reality, and it is suitable to wait for the phoenix.

"I've seen the third master!" The little maids along the way all saluted crisply, and each laughed secretly. Some things have been spread all over the house. The third master wants to marry their girl.

The two big maids, Zijuan and Raider, were in the warm pavilion, bowed their heads, and saluted Jia Huan with a slightly red face, "Third master, you are here." The girl was writing, and said that she wanted to be quiet, "Daiyu is married, and the two of them must be married maids."

Jia Huan smiled and nodded, and walked into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Daiyu's room. I saw a few cases under the window, Daiyu was wearing a green shirt, with a graceful posture, her eyebrows frowning slightly, and she was holding a thin tube brush, contemplative slightly. It seems that the stunning beauty in the hazy Jiangnan smoke and rain, the charming state, indescribable, just like this, appears in front of you.

Jia Huan's heart softened slightly, thinking of her waiting, remembering her emotions, remembering the road the two of them walked together, and remembering the bits and pieces that took her to live in Jinling. It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is exposed and the midnight is upset.

It's worth the wait! He never saw the affection as a burden. Rather, it's the motivation to move forward!

"Sister!"

Daiyu woke up from her contemplation, and saw that it was Jia Huan, tilting her head slightly, the thin tube brush in her hand, slightly lowering her white chin, showing a smile, her pretty face was red before she spoke, her teeth were biting, and she turned sideways slightly shyly. The appearance of the shy flowers in the closed moon, the posture of sinking fish and geese.

Sister Lin is 15 years old this year, and she will be 16 years old in February of the next year. Girl in the flower season. The style of this smile is beautiful and difficult to describe. The eyes are shining, like flowers and jade! Experiencing the pain of bereavement, the gorgeous temperament brought by poetry and books is like a hibiscus blooming!

Jia Huan stepped forward and gently held Daiyu in his arms, a girl as weak as a flower, full of fragrance, "Sister, I asked King Wu to help me mention our marriage in front of the Son of Heaven last night." Everything is no longer a problem. ”

He will marry her home in style.

Daiyu snuggled in Jia Huan's arms, with an unconcealable shy, happy smile on her delicate melon seed face, and her nose buzzed, "Hmm." Raising his head again, "Brother Huan..., I..." No matter how close the relationship between the two is, at the juncture of getting married and getting married, Daiyu can't hide her shyness in her heart.

Daiyu has a peerless appearance, shy and tactful at the moment, with starry eyes and red cheeks. It's breathtaking, and it's beautiful. Jia Huan couldn't suppress the emotion in his heart, lowered his head, and gently kissed her lips as soft and sweet as rose petals.

Daiyu was tactful.

In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the maids are very knowledgeable and will not come in to disturb Jia Huan and Daiyu. A cold wind blew through the courtyard.

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West Garden.

Dugu Guiren is playing chess with Yongzhi Tianzi in the glass house on the east side of the Imperial Garden. This is the glass house offered by the King of Jin. The roof is all glass, and the windows around the perimeter are also glass. Bright light and great views.

Dugu nobles liked it at a glance. On a rainy day, what kind of pleasant enjoyment would it be to lie in the house and watch the rain fall on the roof?

The eunuchs and palace maids were waiting a few meters away.

The Son of Yongzhi was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, listening to the words of the Dugu nobleman, frowning slightly. "Your Majesty, yesterday King Wu talked about Jia Huan and his cousin, and it spread all over the palace. Hee-hee, the concubine asked His Majesty how he planned to give marriage? “

Dugu is petite and exquisite, with a curious face. Since ancient times, it has been a system of polyandry and concubines. The Son of Heaven gives marriage, so is it a wife or a concubine? She's curious.

The Son of Yongzhi Tianzi glanced at Dugu Guiren with a slight smile and said, "Merit will be rewarded." But why should I listen to Jia Huan? ”