On June 12, Jia Huan's Nanxiangzi spread throughout the capital. Subsequently, it was sung in the Faculty Division and the Mansion of the Powerful! It has been spread from Beijing to the world. This is Jia Huan's status in the literary world. As soon as the new words came out, the world sang them.

And as Ning Rong, Cai Jinong, Wei Jing and others landed on the court, the king of Chu went to Lingnan, and the punishment of the officials came down. The fiery June in the capital ended with this generous singing. The only doubt is the geometry of the Son of Heaven's "reward" for Jia Huan.

Of course, basically the officials who are not bad have judged that the Son of Heaven will never let Jia Huan recover.

At the end of June, as soon as the heat is over, it is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. The night is getting a little colder. The garden of Jiafu is in the night, like a splash of ink in a Chinese painting! There is leisure, leisure, and ease in the painting.

Since Yingchun and Xichun got married, Jiafu's next top priority is to prepare for the wedding of Jia Baoyu and Xue Baoqin. Up and down the house, no one can be idle. Keep busy. And Tanchun's marriage has been negotiated with the Qingguo Mansion.

However, Jia Mu may not survive this year. The wedding of the third sister is very likely to wait for three years. But that's not possible. It is impossible for the noble family to get married immediately after the negotiation. Instead, it takes time to go through the wedding process.

It's night. In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the moon moves and the shadow of the flowers. Kiyoki is just right. The bright moonlight flowed on the verandah, the bamboo forest.

Such a beautiful view, however, there was a slight cry in the house. Outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, several little maids passing by were quite surprised. Why did Miss Lin cry?

Lin Daiyu comforted Shi Xiangyun, who was crying at the desk, and said, "Sister Yun, don't cry." Carefully inspect the body of the wounded. What can you do about the men outside? Gently patting her shoulder, holding a fan in her hand, the beautiful Emei frowned lightly.

The bright candlelight in the bedroom casts Daiyu's shadow on the wooden floor. She wore a light blue ink-style cardigan tonight with a pink skirt. Sister Lin, who has reached the age of 16, has a graceful posture, a charm soaked in the smoke and rain of the south of the Yangtze River, and her appearance is unparalleled.

After dinner, the sisters laughed and talked about themselves in the room. Because of the marriage of the fourth sister Xichun not long ago, Xiangyun couldn't help but feel sad! Crying is a very rare thing for Shi Xiangyun. She has a bold, open-minded temperament, and belongs to the optimists. But, after all, she is just a girl.

Some time ago, in Jia's mother's upper room, and when she went to Jiafu to congratulate her fourth sister on her marriage, she was forced to smile. Daiyu Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, with a noble character, and her sisters are always loved. Laughing with Daiyu tonight, it evokes Xiangyun's heart.

Her crying was not because her eldest uncle, Baoling Hou, and Sichuan political envoy Shi Nai were impeached and lost office. It was the Wei family who was punished by the three clans. Wei Ruolan, who was married to her, was about to be killed. She became a widow.

What is wealth and nobility, parents violate between swaddling clothes. Spread your eyes and hang the slanting light, the Xiangjiang River is gone, Chu Yunfei!

"Sister Lin..., I..." Shi Xiangyun felt bitter in his heart, hugged Daiyu's waist, buried his head, and cried sadly.

Daiyu patted Xiangyun's back. With her cleverness, she naturally knows that this is the best way to make Xiangyun cry. I didn't persuade her again, and whispered, "Alas..." The second sister and the fourth sister got married, and when was her marriage date?

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Jia Huan was in the house, spending more than ten days of comfortable and idle life with his wives and concubines. It's been a busy day!

And the busyness in Jiafu has little to do with him. People everywhere in the house do their duty. Otherwise, what is the use of this administrative system?

In the afternoon of that day, he went to the palace of King Wu to pay a visit to King Wu. assigned homework to Ning Cheng, and Ning Xiao was in a tall building next to the garden in the mansion, looking at the vista and chatting.

Ning Xiao was wearing a long blue and pink dress, which set off her slender figure. Goose egg face, face like beautiful jade, eyes like a clear spring, like a carved Qiong nose greasy white jade, bright eyes and bright teeth of beauty. The style is bright.

Standing beside her is like standing next to the white pear blossoms that bloom on the post road in the spring breeze in March. Spring and Jingming, relaxed and happy.

Ning Xiao and Jia Huan chatted a few words about political disputes. Don't skimp on her words of praise. Then, the beautiful Danfeng looked at the white clouds floating in the sky, and sighed softly: "Mr. Jia, I am also going to get married." ”

The husband she chose was the second-class jinshi of the current department, Fu Zhengmeng, a Jishi scholar. A native of Yuyao, Zhejiang. Compared with Wufu Wufu, she prefers a quiet, introverted, and talented man like Jia Huan.

Jia Huan looked at the beautiful silhouette of Lord Xiao, and his heart throbbed slightly, as if someone had plucked the strings. After praising him, the bright girl sighed to him that she was about to get married. What she didn't say, how could he not understand? To the beautiful, wise, and atmospheric Lord Xiao, this will be a very good memory!

"County Lord, congratulations!"

Ning Xiao turned her head to look at Jia Huan, and then at Bai Yun, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She is a very sane person.

After chatting for a few words, Jia Huan said goodbye and left. Ning Xiao didn't send him.

Descending the stairs, Jia Huan smiled softly in his heart.

He and Lord Xiao will not have any future. There is also a beautiful woman waiting for him in Jia's mansion. These days, when he is resting, he is planning this matter. The king of Wu and the king of Shu must see each other. He wanted to surprise Sister Lin.

Walking out of the small building, Jia Huan looked back and saw Lord Xiao watching him in the corridor. Seeing him turn around, he smiled slightly, the beauty in green shirts, the city is like jade.

Jia Huan raised his hand and turned to leave.

Hearing the green flowers of the calyx, the past years looked at each other and arrived at the end of the world. How do you know that one night Qin Lou guest, peeking at the flowers in Wu Wangyuan.

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The maple trees outside the courtyard are in a forest, and they will be red but not red. The wind blows and rustles.

Jia Huan came back from King Wu's mansion, and Zhen Baoyu came to visit. Jia Huan was in the open room, entertaining him.

Zhen Baoyu was dressed in a Lan shirt, with infinite emotion and an uneasy look on his big round face, and told Jia Huan about the collection of Ning Rong's body, and said, "Brother Jia, Jinyiwei also asked me about it. I said I was his uncle. ”

Jia Huan smiled and said approvingly: "Meng Ruan's answer is good. Don't worry. This will not involve the Zhen family. Be a man with a conscience. This is the act of a righteous man. "The matter of collecting the corpse was done by him asking Zhen Baoyu. This will win Zhen Baoyu quite a lot of reputation and political capital.

Speaking of which, Zhen Baoyu is much better than Da Face Bao. He's willing to give some pointers. And the big-faced treasure who is about to get married, has been in a mood in Yihong Courtyard for the past few days, talking nonsense, and seems to be stupid and crazy. But, if you want to marry Sister Lin, don't dream of his mother.

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After chatting with Zhen Baoyu, Jia Huan returned to the back house.

Before going to bed at night, the maids put down the simple mosquito nets, and the curling sandalwood burned in the incense burner.

Baochai was wearing a moon-white middle coat, lying on the pillow on her side, her hair was flowing with green silk, and she said softly: "Husband, Sister Yun has been in a bad mood these days. Alas..! The family has suffered an accident, and the night is late, how can I feel sad? ”

The two of them would routinely make small talk before bedtime.

Jia hugged Sister Bao, admired the beauty of his wife, and sighed lightly: "Sister, this can only come out on her own." Wei Ruolan is not guilty, but she was implicated by her family. Politics is bloodshed. ”

Baochai nodded and said, "Yes." However, how can Sister Yun marry in the future! ”

The etiquette of the dynasty, marriage and marriage are almost the same. Girls who are married, but don't get married in the end, will have a lot of gossip. It is not conducive to continuing to marry.

Jia Huan's mood was a little heavy. He has a good personal relationship with Xiangyun. However, how can he help Sister Yun? "Sister, let's talk about something else." ”

Baochai smiled lightly and said, "Husband, changing the topic again will also make you worried." The fourth sister got married, and Feng'er was sad. ”

As soon as Jia Huan heard it, he knew that Sister Bao did it on purpose. Holding her hand, he whispered, "You..." There will be a result in a few days. Don't tell Feng'er yet. I wanted to surprise her. I've let her down so many times. ”

A few days later, on the ninth day of the seventh month, it is Queen Yang's birthday.

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