In the middle of the night, Jia Huan's carriage came out of the palace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info axle "squeaks" turns, and the horses' hooves step on the bluestone pavement.

Jia Huan leaned back in the collapsed chair of the carriage, his fingers rubbing his eyebrows slightly. Outside the carriage window, the lights in the streets and alleys were sparsely lit, and the sound of barking dogs could be heard in the distance.

Jia Huan pondered in his mind the secret conversation with Wang Ziteng for nearly an hour tonight.

His relationship with Wang Ziteng is delicate. It's called uncle and nephew, and it's an ally within the four families, but they don't have much trust in each other.

He didn't trust Wang Ziteng because he was not related to Wang Ziteng by blood. As a qualified political animal, Wang Ziteng must choose interests in the balance between interests and him. The facts that happened before have verified this: you can't save yourself when you die.

Wang Ziteng also distrusted him. How could a high-ranking official from the first rank, military machine Zhang Jing, located in the center of the empire, negotiate a political game with a thirteen-year-old young man, a Hanlin from the sixth rank?

No matter how good Jia Huan's performance was before, Wang Ziteng would not trust him and would never reveal his plan to Jia Huan.

Yes, Jia Huan and Wang Ziteng talked secretly for so long tonight, but in fact, he didn't talk much about Prince Ning Pu. Instead, he talked about two other things.

First, the marriage between the Shi family and the Wei family. Shi Xiangyun and Wei Ruolan's marriage has been decided. When Xiangyun is thirteen or fourteen years old, he will be ready to get married.

The Wei family is an errand in the guard class in front of the palace. The guards in front of the palace were rated at 3,000 people. Responsible for the safety of the Son of Heaven. The selection criteria are very strict, requiring a height of more than six feet, one stone and two bucket bows, sixty steps of shooting, and six arrows and five hits. Firecracker, 100 shots, 10 shots.

Of course, the Zhou Dynasty has been peaceful for a hundred years, and there are many noble sons and daughters in the palace guards. Such as: Wei Ruolan, Chen Yejun. However, the gentlemen can't get in. For example, Jia Rong, Shi Zhi and others can only enter the dragon forbidden lieutenant who is the alternate guard in front of the palace.

Jia Huan was helpless about this. Xiangyun's marriage is engaged, in what name does he oppose it?

Actually, there is nothing wrong with this marriage: a talented and good-looking fairy man! The point is that Wei Ruolan is a short-lived ghost.

Second, the matter of shooting willows in October. The Son of Heaven plans to open the Mulan Shooting Garden in October this year. Round-up. At that time, there will be a big competition in the army and a willow shooting competition.

Willow shooting originated in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Central Plains has existed since ancient times. It was especially prevalent in the Liaojin period. Song (Zhou) shoots willows: On March 3, Renchen previewed Li Xianzhong's horse soldiers in Jinling, and finally folded willows into the court, and the sergeants galloped horses to shoot them.

Generally speaking, the time is in March. Because, related to willows. In the Zhou Dynasty, this activity was gradually changed to a competition in the army: this military general showed off his martial arts!

Those who participated in the willow shooting included the nobles in the capital, the generals, the guards in front of the palace, the twelve guards, and the Beijing camp, and the total number of people who finally went to Mulan was probably not less than 50,000.

Wang Ziteng asked Jia Huan to participate.

It's not that Jia Huan wants to win any rankings, it's unrealistic. Riding archery and martial arts are not what Jia Huan is good at. Instead, it is to strengthen the mark and label of Jia Huan's identity as a disciple of Wuxun. At present, this identity is more popular than the identity of a civil official. The civilian clique has just experienced a political fiasco.

It seems to be caring, but it is not necessarily.

He can sit in front of Wang Ziteng and speak, by no means because he is a promising Hanlin and a world-famous Tanhua, there is only one reason: Jia Guifei Jia Yuanchun.

He holds the channel of contact with Concubine Yuan. Foreign ministers are not allowed to contact the palace. It's taboo. Spying in the palace, this is the crime of killing the head. But relatives are different. The contact between Jia Fu and Jia Yuanchun is within the scope permitted by the rules.

So, in the final analysis, the main thrust of tonight's secret conversation is one sentence: Remember, don't hold me back!

It seems that Wang Ziteng is planning to roll up his sleeves in this political storm and do a big job, wanting to go one step further and become the Minister of Military Aircraft. The Jia family must obey his political situation.

However, Wang Ziteng was afraid that Jia Huan would drag his feet, and in fact, Jia Huan was also afraid that Wang Ziteng would drag his feet!

The political level of the king's system, Jia Huan really didn't believe it. It's a fact! Otherwise, how could he recall people from the border town, and before entering the capital, he died with a dose of medicine? Gao Ming doesn't go anywhere!

In a sense, if Wang Ziteng can be promoted, it will be good for Jiafu. Smell the joy of the heart. Before Jia Yuanchun was not a concubine, Wang Ziteng was the leader of the four major families. However, now is not the time for Daddy Zheng to take charge of the Jia family!

It is impossible for Jia Huan to harm the interests of the Jia family for Wang Ziteng's political interests and overall situation. If you want the overall situation and play the concubine card, if it is a win-win situation, then you can, if it is harmful to the interests of the concubine, then you have to weigh and weigh it.

Wang Ziteng is first surnamed Wang, and then he is the uncle of Jiafu. Therefore, compared with the promotion of the prince, if the concubine can be favored in the palace, this will be a greater benefit to Jiafu. Of course, if Jia Huan can be promoted, he will go one step further. Because, the favor of the concubine is like flowing water, and the old grace of the red face may change one day.

"Huh." Jia Huan laughed and looked at the stars outside the carriage window. Autumn nights are cold. If you let people know that he wants to be promoted first, you will probably laugh at him. He is guarding and pressing the Son of Yongzhi.

But this time there may not be no chance to break the deadlock.

Hanlin has been promoted after nine years, who can stand it?

The carriage stopped at the gate of Wangyueju on Rongguofu North Street, Jia Huan stepped out of the carriage and instructed the long-term entourage beside him, "Qian Huai, go and inform Brother Rong, I am going to visit Eunuch Chen of Fengzao Palace and ask him to make an appointment." ”

"Yes, Third Master!" Qian Huai was dressed in a green coat and a small hat, turned around and went to Ning Guofu.

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The Yongzhi Emperor raided the Zhen family, and the shock brought to the court was unexpected. Prince Teng, the ruler of the nine provinces, has his ideas. Jia Huan has Jia Huan's thoughts. Each side has its own little abacus. These ideas and plans have been constructed into the current calm and chaotic situation, which is difficult to see. The clouds are treacherous, and the undercurrents are turbulent.

The calm situation is just because the news of the Zhen family's raid has not yet come back, but it should be soon. Just in this day or two. And the Son of Heaven or the Crown Prince, the next move of the father and son of the Heavenly Family will determine the direction of the situation.

Is it a gentle drizzle and a spring breeze, or a thunderstorm in the sky?

Who knows?

In the Fengzao Palace, Jia Yuanchun was dressed in palace clothes, with a slender posture and a flowery appearance, standing by the window of the bedroom, his apricot eyes fell on the flower garden in the courtyard, thinking about the words conveyed by her cousin: "It is better to be still than to be still." ”

Jia Yuanchun smiled and looked at the late autumn sky. The crown prince seems to be deposed again. In the harem, so it is ready to move.

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In the Yongshou Palace, where Yang Guifei was located, the Son of Yongzhi was walking around with a gloomy face and a bad mood. As the Son of Heaven, how could he not feel the change in the atmosphere of the court? The Son of Heaven holds the authority of the world, just like wielding a sword in deep water, he can cut everything, but there is great resistance, and it will be returned.

Now the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty even thought that he was going to abolish the prince, this general trend of people's hearts made him very annoyed, when did he want to abolish the prince? Why, if you want to hold him hostage, you can't do it?

Concubine Yang has been pregnant for several months, and her lower abdomen is bulging. The nearly thirty-year-old beautiful young woman is more and more round and jade, with a strange beauty style. She leaned on the bed and persuaded in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, don't be annoyed. At the concubine's place, take a good rest. ”

The Son of Yongzhi Tianzi glanced back at the beautiful concubine on the bed and sighed, "Alas, Ai Concubine, some people always misunderstand what I mean. Likes to do things. Self-righteous! ”

Yang Guifei smiled gently and did not interject. She's a very smart woman, so just listen.

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In a street behind the Liang Wang's Mansion in the inner city of the capital, it is quiet in the middle of the night. In a small hotel, in the secret room, Zhao Yu, the Marquis of Ruyang, and King Liang, the Prince of the Nine Emperors, had a secret conversation.

He is a person on the prince's line, and if the prince falls, he will not be able to fall well.

Seeing that King Liang was still hesitating, Zhao Yu persuaded bitterly: "Your Highness, you can't hesitate anymore!" By tomorrow at the latest, the results of Jinling's raid will come out. When the time comes, it's too late to remedy it. ”

King Liang said: "But..."

Zhao Yu was angry in his heart and said, "As long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can ascend to the throne, what is it difficult to say?" "It's a young man after all, and he doesn't make any decisions.

Eighteen-year-old King Liang groaned with a deep face.

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In the west of the capital, in the palace of Prince Shun, the sound of singing and dancing is moving.

Prince Shun hosted a banquet for King Jin in the palace. The courtesans and beauties from the Church Division finished dancing and retreated.

On the table of the Eight Immortals, the exquisite dishes waft with aroma.

Prince Shun is a fat old man in his fifties, wearing civilian clothes, taking a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "It's a pity, Su Shishi, the number one prostitute in the world, has retired." ”

King Jin is the second son of today's son, the fourth son of the emperor, twenty years old, handsome, brocade clothes and jade belts, with arrogance on his body, smiled slightly, and said, "What if she came today?" Uncle Huang can still be a royal maid at this age? ”

Prince Shun scolded with a smile: "Get out! After laughing, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "If she comes, I want to see her well." It is said that she has something to do with the Tanhua of the Jia family. Is it true? ”

Huo Changshi went to Jiafu to pursue Qiguan and threatened Jia Huan, he knew it. I was very dissatisfied. It depends on the owner to beat the dog.

King Jin smiled: "What did Uncle Huang ask me for?" I'm not like the eighth child, who cares about these romantic things every day. He's a good king. Hey. ”

Prince Shun smiled and nodded his chopsticks, "You! "The eighth son of the emperor, the king of Chu, is the third son-in-law of the Son of Heaven. If the crown prince is deposed, the position of the East Palace will be contested between the king of Jin and the king of Chu.

King Jin leaned slightly sideways and said, "Last time Uncle Huang said, there was something wrong with the boss of the Jia family?" "News in the palace, the four concubines, the most favored Yang Guifei, followed by Jia Guifei. It is said that the Son of Heaven admires her again. He still wants to blow the wind on his father's pillow.

Prince Shun nodded and said indifferently: "Boss Jia participates in the trade of Ping'an Prefecture and sells iron tools to the grassland barbarians. Hey, Jia's family.... ”

Iron tools were expressly forbidden by the imperial court to be sold to the barbarians of the steppe. If it is found out, it is a capital offense.

King Jin smiled and saluted Prince Shun with a glass of wine.

Most of his father's emperor still didn't want to abolish the crown prince. After all, the relationship with his mother is deep. But ah, this time it can't be up to his father. His eldest brother was too shitty.

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In the palace of the king of Chu, the nineteen-year-old king of Chu was playing chess with a staff member. Outside the hall, the autumn night was deep.

The staff glanced at the King of Chu, dropped a son, and said, "Your Highness, in this situation, you... Do you want to move? ”

King Chu smiled and waved his hand, "Don't worry." ”

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On the eighth day of September, the latest news from Jinling was transmitted back to the capital through the 800-mile express report. Jinyi Wei copied the Zhen family's income, and all kinds of items were equivalent to a total price of 840,000 taels of silver. There is still a gap of 1.11 million taels from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

In the afternoon, the news spread throughout the capital. The atmosphere of the entire capital suddenly tightened, just like before a storm was coming, the black clouds pressed on the hearts of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military.

The crown prince is the foundation of the country.

If the crown prince is abolished, basically, it is difficult for the princes of the court to stay out of the matter.

When Jia Huan learned the news, he was still reading the poems of the second meeting of the Begonia Society at home. He's the vice president of the Poetry Society. Shi Xiangyun feasted everyone in Jiafu to eat crabs and enjoy osmanthus flowers. With chrysanthemums as the theme, the golden hairpins and precious jades made twelve chrysanthemum poems. Daiyu won the championship with a song "Yongdai". The poem says:

The rogue poet invades at dusk, and the sound of self-sinking around the fence stone is self-sinking.

The milliduan Yunxiu is written in the frost, and the corners of the mouth are fragrant to the moon.

The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, and who will solve the complaint.

After Tao Lingpingzhang, the eternal high wind said to the present.

In second place is Daiyu's "Ask Ju", and the third place is Daiyu's "Ju Dream". Three chrysanthemum poems, overwhelming the crowd. Lin Xiaoxiang's talent can be seen. is worthy of Zhong Lingyuxiu, the beauty loved by God.

There is also Xue Yuwu's crab poem, which is unique and ironic: the road in front of him has no warp and weft, and the spring and autumn sky is black and yellow. It's a famous sentence.

Sure enough, they are the two who share the name of the first beauty in the Red Mansion. Looks and talents are all a temporary choice.

Recently, the court has had a turbulent storm, and Jia Huan is still late and leaving early. The long entourage of Zhu Hongfei, the imperial historian who reported to him. Jia Huan put down the poem manuscript in his hand and looked at the plane tree in the courtyard of Mochizuki Residence, his eyes became sharper and sharper.

The chaotic threads and calm situation are finally about to be broken. The curtain is about to open.

What about him? How?

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On the evening of the eighth day of the ninth lunar month, the prince entered the West Garden and asked to see the Son of Heaven.