Jia Yuanchun set off from Jiafu to return to the palace at the third quarter of Chouzheng (2:45 a.m.) and ended his trip to the province. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis is the most glorious scene of the century-old family of Jiafu since the ancestors created the foundation, and finally came to an end. And the aftermath is endless.

After Jia Huan left with Jia Lan at that time, he returned to the wing room outside the Daguan Building and did not sit for a while, and Jia Huan's newly written "Feelings on a Moonlit Night" came out of the hall: There is no moonlight in Jinling at night, and the bright moon should be in his hometown. If you want to go to the sea and the sky to find the moon, the five watches fly and dream of crossing the Kunyang.

There was a burst of applause in the room. Regardless of whether they are illiterate or not, whether they can read or understand it, the clan elders, children, housekeepers, and subordinates of Jiafu are all applauding.

Everyone should applaud the poems of the concubine, and everyone should applaud the poems of the third master. It's very simple. The county magistrate might as well be in charge now!

There is another meaning: wholeheartedly support!

The two leading figures of the Jia family, Jia Zheng doesn't care about affairs, and he doesn't bother to care about his clansmen and subordinates. The eldest lord Jia pardon, greedy, mediocre, violent, and lustful, this is recognized. The children of the clan did not receive any benefit from him.

And the third master of Huan is different, how many motivated children of the Jia family point to him to eat? The model project is Jia Dairu and Jia Rui's grandson. Jia Rong has made a profit in the blue cream business. Jia Lian is doing honeycomb coal and rouge business under Jia Huan's guidance.

Of course, no flower is white and red, and no one is good. Jia Huan also instructed Jia Rong (patriarch) to clean up a group of people in the Jia family. The Jia family is in the eighth room of the capital, and some people have complaints about Jia Huan. However, on an occasion like today, these people naturally can't come.

The applause in the outer compartment was so warm that Jia Yu frowned extremely dissatisfied.

Jia Zheng routinely praised two sentences. His level of writing poetry is not high, but he still has the ability to appreciate it. This poem will definitely spread throughout the capital before the end of the first month. This is different from the verses of the eldest daughter and others in the previous period. Boudoir writing, inconvenient to spread. Jia Huan is different, he is a scholar. As for Baoyu, whom he loves, the four poems he made are incomparable.

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Jia Huan's poetry is one of the aftersounds. There are a few more.

First, after Jia Huan and Jia Lan withdrew, Jia Yuanchun, Jia Mu and others began to listen to the play. The best singer is Xiao Danlingguan, who won the color of the concubine. suddenly became a celebrity in the two mansions of Ning Rong. Jia Qiang, who was doing things, was also praised by Jia Zheng and others afterwards: This silver was well spent.

Second, Jia Yuanchun's praise for Jia Huan is very high, and he looks like he is praised because of poetry, but the meaning similar to "my brother has the talent of a minister" has been passed to the four families of Jia Shiwang Xue, and to the four kings and eight princes who are good friends with Jiafu.

That night, the people in Jia Fuzhong did not feel deeply about this sentence. What status Jia Huan has in Jiafu, what abilities, means, and future are well-known, and the concubine should boast about it.

And what about in the eyes of outsiders? This is the future standard-bearer of Jiafu hand-picked by Concubine Yuan. Minister, what is the position of this?

The result of this sentence was that the invitation card inviting Jia Huan to go to dinner and wine was folded in Mochizuki Curie. It's a little more exaggerated than when he was in the middle of the lift.

At that time, everyone was interested in Xiao Jia's future potential, the youngest lifter! Now, it is about to be tested, and the rise of Jia Huan is unstoppable, and the prospects are bright. If you don't make friends and invest, it's too late.

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After the end of the sixteenth concubine of the first month, the people of Jiafu were tired, tired, and tired, and it took two or three days to recover. Tidy up the furnishings and other things in the Grand View Garden, and leave them to Sister Feng to handle.

During this period, the political father also received the inner silk colored satin, gold and silver and other things that were rewarded by the present.

On the afternoon of the 18th, the sky was cloudy and rainy.

Qingwen and Ruyi were sorting out Jia Huan's luggage in the house. Jia Huan has been annoyed by all kinds of invitations recently: even King Shui Rong of Beijing has sent a confidant and housekeeper to make a post, inviting him to come over for dinner and drinking.

Like Feng Ziying, Chen Yejun, Wei Ruolan, Han Qi and others, who were good friends, made an appointment with him to have wine at the end of the year.

If you want to talk about human feelings, there are a lot of human contacts in Jiafu. Jia Huan thanked Bumin. He planned to live in Wendao Academy in the days before the entrance examination began to study hard. A person, no matter what position he stands, must be clear about his foundation.

And his foundation is that the February exam must be titled on the gold list. The higher the ranking, the better. Although there is no rule in the national dynasty that "no one is allowed to enter the cabinet unless he is a Hanlin", it is an objective law that Beijing officials are better promoted than local officials.

Qingwen and Ruyi were chattering, and Jia Huan sat at the round table and flipped through the things that Jia Yuanchun, the provincial relative of the day, gave him: two new imperial books, two boxes of treasure and ink, two gold and two silver jue.

Caixia stood aside and poured warm tea to Jia Huan.

Jia Huan still trusts Caixia, a little girl. However, there really wasn't much going on in his house. Having a careful wishful will allow Qingwen to be idle. Caixia was very busy in Mrs. Wang's house, and coming to him was like being unemployed.

Qingwen quickly packed up Jia Huan's clothes and asked casually: "Third master, you really want to go to Dongzhuang Town, it will be Miss Bao's birthday in a few days." ”

Jia Huan laughed, "Is this fake?" Immediately, thinking about Baochai's fifteenth birthday, I was a little melancholy.

Of course, he had prepared his birthday gift with his heart. The main reason is that he and Sister Bao are unmarried, and it is difficult to meet and talk.

If this is the birthday in the future life, he will celebrate Sister Bao's birthday. But for now, don't think about it. Of course, Mother Jia will celebrate Sister Bao according to today's customs: setting up wine and singing.

As she was talking, Xiangling walked in from outside the door, a gentle and quiet girl wearing a delicate dark red cloak still stained with rain. On this rainy afternoon, it was as clear as a flower.

"Third master..., are you busy?" Xiangling walked in and greeted Jia Huan warmly. She came to get the birthday gift from the third master to her girl.

Jia Huan smiled and nodded, he always felt that Xiangling's charm was indescribable, and it would feel even more obvious. Approximately, it's kind of similar to the feeling of Puyu. It's hard to hide the essence of the material! Xiangling was a little stunned before learning poetry. However, in the future, under the infiltration of poetry and books, what a daughter's spirit is to write such sentences!

Jia Huan said: "Ruyi, you go to the study and bring my picture scroll." Xiangling, you wait a minute. ”

Caixia smiled and poured tea for Xiangling, and hung her rain-stained cloak. The maids chatted privately. There are a few good people in the house. One is Ping'er next to Lian's second grandmother, who looks so decent, and they all say that she looks like the master's grandmother. And then there's Xiangling. Gentle and quiet, the same master girl can't keep up with her.

"Hmm." Xiangling was wearing a blue cotton jacket inside, and she sat down on a chair by the wall. The third master is very easy-going in private, and treats her well, she is very relaxed and relaxed. Mother's matter, she hasn't thanked the third master yet.

Jia Huan looked at Xiangling's face, and always felt in his mind that if he left Jiafu tomorrow, it seemed that something had fallen behind and he hadn't done it.

It has nothing to do with Sister Bao. Sister Bao's matter, he is very concerned about it. I won't be able to remember it for a while.

Jia Huan stared at Xiangling for a while, and looked at Xiangling with a bright face, and lowered his head prettyly, his white neck was red. There was an indescribable feeling in my heart, which flickered and floated.

She knew her future very well. The girl in her family is going to marry the third master, and she must follow her. In other words, she will be the third master's roommate in the future.

Uncle Xue looked at her like a wolf, as if he wanted to swallow her in one bite. The third master's gaze was like a spring breeze, soft and gentle, but he saw her restless and wanted to escape. It's just that the legs are soft.

Caixia was a little envious of Xiangling. However, Xiangling is really good. Following Uncle Xue, there was no one in the house who didn't say that he had insulted her. Follow the third master, it is the right one.

Qingwen wanted to laugh when she saw it. She still knows what kind of character her third master has. Not a lustful, rude person. Sensing that something was going on, he didn't say anything.

This embarrassing situation was broken when Xiangling's chin was about to lower her chest, and it was broken when Ruyi came in with a painting scroll. "Third master, I got it."

Xiangling took the scroll with a sigh of relief, and walked away quickly as if she was running away, forgetting even the cloak and saying goodbye to Jia Huan. Ruyi was confused, and in Qingwen's grinning explanation, he figured out what was going on. Laughter erupted from the room.

Jia Huan made a fuss, and he was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, it was Xiangling, and there was no trouble. His train of thought was interrupted, still not remembering that he had forgotten something.

Anyone who has seen the Red Mansion knows that Xiangling's appearance and temperament are a bit like Qin Keqing.