“… A wisp of new love, a thousand wisps of old hatred. The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree. ”

Outside the Chongwen Gate in the south of the capital, the area of Fahua Temple is in addition to the Hutong of the Dongcheng Jiaofang Division, another gold cave. The famous Wuhokan in Beijing is located here.

In this night when the spring breeze is intoxicated, in the vast Wufeng Pavilion, the lights are bright, the guests are like clouds, and the traffic is busy.

On the east side of the Wufeng Pavilion, in an embroidery building with elegant scenery, in a corner of the living room of the embroidery building, several musicians play the piano and drums and play music.

A beautiful woman in a long blue dress, with a pearled hair and a delicate appearance. Zhengtan's mouth was lightly opened, and in the flower hall, he sang the new words of Jia Bachelor, which were popular in Beijing recently. The name of the song is called: Butterfly loves flowers.

"Okay..."After the song was finished, the tip of the famous prostitute Bingyun's nose was sweating slightly, and she bowed and left.

Several men at the round table clapped their hands. The leader is the leader of the Jin merchants in the past, the owner of Rishengchang, Lu Yong's grandson Lu Jian, and the cousin Lianbo. He was twenty-five years old. He feasted Jia Cong, a disciple of Jiafu.

Jin Shang is still a consortium with a large number of dynasties, and he is as rich as the country. Participated in the issuance of banknotes, and had a stake in the Central Bank of Dazhou. But the momentum is not as strong as it used to be.

Today, the rules of business in the dynasty are changing. With the conquest of Mobei, Siberia, and the middle of the river, the border was pacified. The geographical advantage of the Jin merchants: the advantage of trading with the grassland was basically lost.

At the same time, the imperial court conquered Goryeo, Dongying, and conquered Nanyang, Tianzhu and other places, and the sea trade flourished. Every day, the mountains of gold and silver are like flowing water. into the pockets of the maritime merchants. Jin merchants have no advantage in maritime trade.

The rise of Jiangnan cloth factories and silk factories is secretly changing the social and commercial atmosphere. In the Jiangnan area, it has become common to open factories, and a large number of workers are used. Nowadays, it is not as profitable as cloth factories, silk factories, sugar factories, etc.

Jin merchants have made such a situation, of course, because eleven years ago, in the twenty-first year of Yongzhi, Jia Huan was in trouble, and Jin merchants tried to merge and acquire the predecessor of today's behemoth Xinfeng Bank: Xinfeng Yinhao. After Jia Huan's uprising was successful, he supported the Yongxing Son of Heaven. It can be known how the life of Jin merchants has been spent in the past eleven years.

Not long ago, Jia Huan returned to Beijing to calm the chaos in Beijing, and his reputation in the DPRK skyrocketed. He wanted to try to catch the line of Jiafu.

Lu Jian raised his glass, looked around at everyone, and praised: "Master Jia is worthy of being the Wenzong of this dynasty." What a word! Write all the romance. I'm waiting for a drink on that word! According to rumors in Beijing, this poem was written by Master Jia to the eldest princess. The water inside is very deep!

Several of the escorts in the seat agreed to the promise and raised their glasses to drink. As for who exactly this poem is written for, naturally it is not mentioned.

Jia Cong was Chinese New Year's Eve one year old, dressed in a blue straight jacket, with an ordinary appearance and a proud face, and said: "The poetry of the third brother of Huan is excellent. ”

He has a good personal relationship with the third brother of Huan. However, his literary talent is limited, and he is not as good as Brother Lan, who studied together that day. In the eighth year of Yongxing, Lan Geer was released by the Honglu Temple Temple and the Huzhou Mansion in Jiangnan (Zheng Liupin).

He is still a talent and a fame now. Even Qin Zhong, who studied together in the family studies back then, won a fame in Yongxing in the fifth year. Rising stars in Jiafu: Jia Zhi, Jia Yan and others. They have all entered the officialdom.

Several escorts followed Jia Cong's words and immediately praised them.

At this time, the famous prostitute Bingyun changed into a burgundy cheongsam and came in with a smile and a fragrant breeze. A hint of jasmine. Since more than ten years ago, Jia Huan's perfume has become popular in Jiangnan and Beijing, and it has become a standard in the party.

Bingyun has a pretty appearance, and a middle-to-upper posture. But the victory is that the skin is white and the temperament is outstanding. The cheongsam outlines her tall and slender figure very well. Although the body is thin, it is bumpy and bumpy. The two snowy peaks stand tall. Stretch the cheongsam out of a wonderful arc.

With her smiling face and gentle voice, she is really a charming beauty. The eyes of everyone in the flower hall fell on her.

Bingyun, a famous prostitute, sat down at the round table with a smile, sat next to Jia Cong, and said with a smile: "Bingyun changes clothes, it's a little late, don't blame you." Bingyun punishes himself! "Raise a glass and drink. Elegant manners. Being able to become a famous prostitute in Beijing is extraordinary.

Over the years, there have been many famous prostitutes in the national festival who love to wear cheongsam. Without him, the cheongsam can better show the beauty of women. This is the fashion trend led by Jiangnan.

Jia Cong looked sideways. Lu Jian looked up and laughed. The atmosphere at the table was made more relaxed by her joining.

After gossiping for a while, a helper picked up the topic and said, "Does Miss Bingyun know about a major event that happened in Beijing recently?" ”

Bingyun smiled lightly: "Oh? ”

The helper deliberately said pretentiously: "In early February, Bachelor Jia came to the capital from Jinling, and after quelling the rebellion, he cut off the heads of Xiao Pi, Peng Shijun, and Zhanchenghou. According to the law of the Great Zhou, rebelled against the three tribes. I learned from the Criminal Department that this case affected more than 5,000 people. Now, these people's relatives are all on the doorstep. ”

Bingyun covered his mouth and exclaimed, "Huh? Heaven has the virtue of a good life, so many people..."

Jia Cong couldn't listen to it, these people were too far away from the real center of power, and interjected, "Now that the imperial court is opening up all directions, there is a shortage of people everywhere. How is it possible to kill more than 5,000 people? The third brother of Huan had already arranged, except for the immediate family members of Xiao, Peng and others, the rest were all exiled to Nanyang and Australia. ”

During the coup d'état that day, Peng Shijun once said that he wanted Empress Zhen and Prince Ning Yan to go to Australia! It's a report for a report!

This inside information surprised everyone at the table. Bingyun looked at Jia Cong with "admiration" in his eyes. The atmosphere is three more harmonious.

At the end of the banquet, Lu Jian said: "On the first day of the first month of March, the 60th birthday of Mrs. Guifu, I want to come to the door to congratulate me, and I hope that Brother Wan Zhong will say a few good words for me." ”

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At the end of February, the spring rains continued. A number of gorgeous horse-drawn carriages drove slowly on the official road in western Beijing. Later, he entered the Wendao Academy, which was rebuilt in the 21st year of Yongzhi.

After the reconstruction, the Wenxiang Academy covers an area of about 5,000 acres. The buildings in the academy are grouped, the forest and lake are intertwined, the trees are shady, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is pleasant. The sound of reading echoed in the forest and in the library.

The cemetery of the Academy. Nearly 100 teachers and students, guards, waited at the end of the cemetery avenue planted with sycamores at the foot of the hillside. The drizzle is like a silver thread. Crystal clear water droplets from the leaves of the sycamore tree slide down. Bit by bit.

Jia Huan was in front of the cemetery, worshipping the mountain chief, the senior brother, and Mr. Ye. In the fourth year of Yongxing, he took his wife and concubine south to Jinling and did not return for seven years. After all the things in Beijing were arranged, he came to worship his teachers and friends.

Luo Xiangyang, Ji Cheng, and Ning Xiao accompanied him.

Standing in front of Mr. Ye's tomb, Jia Huanyao remembered the conversation with Mr. Ye for more than ten years, and said to himself: "Mr. Ye, eleven years have passed. On that day, I told you that we must first educate our people: open up the wisdom of the people. Re-educate our cadres: govern for the people. Governing for the public. I haven't even finished the first step! ”

Ning Xiao held an umbrella for Jia Huan. The bright Danfeng eyes looked at the cemetery in the spring rain, as if penetrating the rain curtain. I sighed in my heart.

She knew that Jia Huan had never blamed the Son of Heaven. However, the early death of the Son of Heaven did cause trouble for his plans!

The current world is changing with each passing day. Her Jia Lang wants to work hard for the country and the nation to stand tall in the East!

Luo Xiangyang, the dean of Wendao Academy, said softly: "Ziyu, this day will not be far away. "The social change in Gangnam, it's economic. Wendao College undertakes the academic transformation. The college already has mathematics, physics, chemistry, medicine and other subjects.

For more than ten years, the academy has accumulated steadily, waiting for the decree of the court to reform the situation of the imperial examination. It is no longer simply based on the meaning of the scriptures to determine the jinshi. It is possible to set up jinshi in other subjects. You can also be an official.

Jia Huan slightly restrained his sad emotions and said, "Bo Yan, I am ready to dismantle the South Study." Bachelor Cai entered the political affairs hall. Bachelor Wei is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. Would you rather be in the DPRK, or would you like to be released? ”

Ji Cheng smiled and said calmly: "I listen to the head of the hospital." As soon as he heard Jia Huan's words, he knew what Jia Huan expected of him: release. Look at Tsang's performance in the coup! Those who do not live in Lizhou County do not plan to Taiwan Province!

Jia Huan nodded lightly and said, "You go to Mobei to serve as the governor." When Qiao's army returns to Beijing, the battle with the Tsarist border will be completed by you. He wanted Ji Cheng to take control of the army. A Zaisuke who has not been trained in the army has difficulty commanding the army.

The breeze blew the spring rain, from the side of the oil-paper umbrella, and poured on several people. Spring chills. Jia Huan returned with the others. Luo Xiangyang and Ji Cheng walked in front. Jia Huan took the umbrella from Ning Xiao's hand and walked with Ning Xiao in the rain.

Zi'er and Wan'er followed behind the two.

National events are decided in just a few words. Ning Xiao was not surprised by this. He has such a status. Smiling slightly, he asked straight as if chattering, "What does Jia Lang plan to do with Brother Jiu?" ”

Among all the rebels, only Brother Jiu was not punished.

Jia Huan patted Ning Xiao's hand lightly, and said with emotion: "Xiao'er, politics should also be about human feelings!" I'll just go back and reprimand him. The next is not an example. Go back and pardon in the name of the Son of Heaven! ”

Ning Ke, the king of Shu, has been friends with Ning Xiao and Ning Cheng since childhood. Xiao'er behaves magnificently, but she really kills Ning Ke, and when she thinks about it in the future, won't she sigh? If you cut off your head, you won't be able to get it back. And Ning Ke's wife is Shen Qian's sister.

The general could not fight on the front line, and he killed his sister in the back.

Ning Xiao's head nodded slightly, and the corners of her mouth smiled. In the past few days, the smile on her pretty face can be seen at any time. The bright and familiar beauty style is intoxicating. Said: "Oh. Jia Lang, my father wants to see you. ”

"Okay." Jia Huan agreed slightly embarrassedly.

The four of them walked slowly to the end of the cemetery avenue. A sixteen-year-old young man dressed in a white scholar's robe walked out of the pavilion, bowed and saluted, and said loudly, "The disciple has seen Mr. The tone was excited. He had just been in the middle of a class in the academy when he rushed over.

It is the son of the elder brother, Jia Huan's former enlightened student: Gongsun Jie. He has already achieved great fame. It is quite famous in the Shilin of central Beijing and North Zhili.

Looking at the student who looked like a senior brother, still like a senior brother, handsome and could brush his face, Jia Huan nodded gently and said, "Shiying, I talked to Mr. Wei about you a few days ago. Not bad. He had a detailed discussion with Wei Hanlin a few days ago.

With Mr. Jia's praise, Gongsun Jie was overjoyed, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter!

The years from the age of five to ten years old are indelible beautiful pictures in his memory. Mr. enlightened him carefully and taught him a lot of principles of being a man and doing things, which he still uses. He regarded him as a father.

Jia Huan smiled slightly, turned his head to Ning Xiao and said, "Go back and let Chi'er and Shiying study together." ”

Ning Chi is 10 years old this year. claimed to the public that he was Ning Xiao's adopted son. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that his appearance looks like an eldest princess. As early as the sixth year of Yongxing, it was decided by Ning Xiao to take Jia Huan as his teacher.

Blazing, the meaning is: warm and vigorous. This name is to commemorate the extremely strong feelings: seeing Jia Huan for life. Ning Xiao helped him leave his name in the royal family genealogy. A few years ago, the Son of Yongxing canonized Ning Chi as the king of Jinling County.

Speaking of her son, Ning Xiaoyan smiled and said in a gentle tone: "Hmm." ”

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Jia Huan likes the scenery of Miaofeng Mountain in western Beijing, Dongzhuang Town, and Wendao Academy is very familiar to him. In the early years of Yongxing, he lived here for nearly four years.

However, he couldn't stay in Dongzhuang for long. March 1 is Mrs. Wang's 60th birthday. Jia Fu has no intention of doing it on a large scale, but Jia Huan has returned from Jinling, and he is the son of heaven who supports the rule of peace, and it is difficult to keep a low profile.

Not long ago, didn't Jin Shang try to follow Jia Cong's route?

It was the end of February.

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The seventy-first chapter of the original book of the Red Mansion, the fifteenth year of the Red Mansion, Jia's mother was on the third day of the eighth month, and the eightiest celebration. Since the beginning of July, there has been an endless stream of birthday gifts.

The Ministry of Rites was ordered: Qin gave a handle of gold and jade Ruyi, four ends of colored satin, four gold and jade cups, and five hundred taels of silver. Yuanchun also ordered the eunuch to send out a golden birthday star, an agarwood crutch, a string of Ganan beads, a box of Fushou incense, a pair of gold ingots, four pairs of silver ingots, twelve colored satins, and four jade cups.

The rest are from the prince's horses and the families of civil and military officials, all who come and go, are polite and cannot be remembered.

Jia Zheng, Jia Yu and others discussed, and it was agreed that from July 28 to August 5, Ning Rong would hold a banquet together. The reason is: because all relatives and friends are coming, I am afraid that the banquet will not be arranged. This is a very reason!

How big are the two mansions of Ningrong combined? How many houses? Can't there be a banquet for hundreds of people?

In the fifteenth year of the Red Mansion, the decline of Jiafu has been revealed. Jia Yuanchun's position in the palace is unstable, Jia Zheng has just handed over the poor job of Xuezheng, and the new official position has not been settled. In such a situation, an eight-day banquet was held. The real reason is probably this: walking at night, shouting and bold!

In the spring of the eleventh year of Yongxing, Mrs. Wang's 60th birthday, with Jia Huan's power, the status of the Empress Dowager Jia Yuanchun is no longer necessary.

Jiafu agreed to hold a three-day banquet only. From March 1 to March 3. Ningguo Mansion specializes in receiving male guests, and Rongguo Mansion receives female guests. Jia Huan's Sanssouci Hall is to receive his classmates, teachers and students, old people, etc.

In addition to the rewards in the palace, the birthday gift only accepts the congratulatory gifts of the world's friends and protégés. No invitations will be sent to anyone who has nothing to do with them.

By the afternoon of 29 February, Jia Huan had returned from Dongzhuang Town. Jia Lian took Jia Rong, Jia Qiang, Jia Cong, Xue Zhen and others to be busy with the birthday banquet. The house is coordinated by Wang Xifeng, Li Kun, and You Shi.

The second daughter-in-law, Xue Baoqin, is young and can only do it. Her main task is to take care of Jia Baoyu, who is a Buddhist monk.

Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun all returned to Jiafu. Xiangyun and Sister Qiao also arrived early on this day.

Yingchun and Xue Zhen lived not far from Jiafu. Tanchun married the hussar general Shen Qian and lived in the Shen Mansion in Zhengxifang. Xichun followed Luo Junzi to Wendao Academy in Dongzhuang Town. Xiangyun and Ji Cheng lived in Yongfang. Sister Qiao is the daughter-in-law of King Beijing.

They are all in Beijing.

And Baochai and Daiyu were far away in the south of the Yangtze River, and sent Mandarin Ducks to lead people to arrive in the capital with birthday gifts. There are also letters to Jia Huan and sisters. They will depart later in the day and come to Beijing. After all, moving is not an easy task.

At night, the Ningrong Mansion is brightly lit and quite lively. Tomorrow is the banquet, and thousands of servants are busy in the morning, making all kinds of preparations.

Jia Huan and Luo Xiangyang, Ji Cheng, and Xiao Mengzhen, who returned to Beijing together, casually talked about tomorrow's hospitality in the front yard of Sanssouci Hall. The atmosphere is relaxed and at ease. Jia Zheng sent a long man with Xin'er to pass the word and call him to go to Mengpo Zhai.

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Jia Huan came out from the front yard of Sanssouci Hall, crossed the North Street of Rongguofu, entered Jiafu, walked straight from Yongdao, passed Rongxi Hall, went south hall, and arrived at Mengpo Zhai. This is Jia Zheng's small study. The display is exquisite, a piece of cultural toys, utensils, calligraphy and paintings, all of which reveal the style of the nobles and infiltrate the heritage of the century-old family.

Jia Zheng was dressed in a light white Confucian shirt, wearing a virtuous crown, his beard was half pale, and his back was slightly hunched. Elderly Confucian. He put his hands behind his back and looked out the window at the night. Seeing Jia Huan coming in, he turned around and said, "Brother Huan'er is here, sit." ”

Jia Huan bowed and sat down. After the coup d'état was resolved in Daming Palace on the ninth day of February, a few days later, he met with his father. A few words about the situation.

Jia Zheng groaned: "Recently, the world has issued an edict to restore you. Your mother's birthday doesn't affect you much, does it? ”

The newly enthroned Emperor Zhiping was rewarded for his merits, and Jia Huan was reinstated as a bachelor in Hanlin and a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, and he walked in the south study. Jia Huan refused to accept it and went to Dongzhuang Town. It was Empress Dowager Zhen who handled the matter.

He was worried that his wife's birthday would have a bad impact, which would delay his son's career progress.

Daddy Politics is a middle-aged man who is quite mediocre in politics. A lot of things are not seen thoroughly. Jia Huan has already passed the stage of taking the official career.

Jia Huan did not laugh at Jia Zheng. Daddy Zheng is concerned about him. He said calmly: "It's okay." ”

Jia Zheng nodded. Looking at his son, who was already thirty years old, he sighed. Time flies, he's old!

When I think about the Spring Festival of the seventh year of Yongzhi, Brother Huan'er is only so tall! At that time, it was to compose poetry. This is how it came to prominence. He also reprimanded Brother Huan.

He is in his sixties and has three sons and two daughters in his life. The eldest son showed off early and died early. Fortunately, the eldest grandson was successful in studying. The eldest daughter is in the palace, has gone through ups and downs, and is now respected as the empress dowager. She is the most noble woman in the world. The second daughter is married in the Shen Mansion, and if the northern Xinjiang wins, she will definitely be crowned as the princess.

The second son, Baoyu, his favorite and most proud son, is now disappointed in him. Baoyu was disheartened and went to the Buddha.

Brother Huan, this concubine, what else does he have to say? Thousands of years of merits and demerits, there are historical comments.

He knew that Brother Huan was not close to him. But, after all, he is his father.

"Go ahead. Go to your mother's place. ”

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Mrs. Wang's east courtyard was still very lively. The girls in Jiafu all returned to the house, and after setting up dinner at night, they all laughed in front of Mrs. Wang.

The calculations are: Aunt Xue, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun, Sister Qiao, Baoqin, Li Kun, You Shi, Xiangyun, Xing Xiuyan, Sister-in-law Li, Li Wen, Li Qi. There are also their own maids and companions. Such as Ping'er and so on.

Aunt Zhao can have a seat here. But she was uncomfortable and didn't come to Mrs. Wang.

When Jia Huan came in, Wang Xifeng had just gone to Yihong Courtyard and brought Baoyu to congratulate Mrs. Wang on her birthday. She is dressed in a brocade cardigan, and her charm is still there. You can vaguely get a glimpse of her beautiful style when she was eighteen years old: Feng Laozi.

Wang Xifeng turned his head and said with a smile: "Hey, Brother Huan'er is here." We're talking about you. ”

The sisters "brushed" and looked over! Jia Huan returned to Jiafu in the afternoon, and he has not yet met with them. At this time, he smiled and nodded, and asked Mandarin Duck to accept the gift box for Yu Chu'er. Kneel down and kowtow to Mrs. Wang, "My son congratulates his mother on her birthday." ”

The law of etiquette is so.

Mrs. Wang's face was aging, and she sat in the middle of the room, with Caiyun's two big maids behind her. He smiled and nodded, "Huan'er get up!" Her status now is like that of Jia's mother back then.

The past fades away like the wind. She knew that Jia Huan was the foundation of Jiafu's current prosperity.

Jia Huan got up and greeted Aunt Xue one by one, welcome, explore, pity, Xuan, Qin, Yun and others. Be decent and calm.

Spring goose egg face, light green gown, gentle and amiable. A mature beauty in her thirties nodded with a smile, "Third brother, are you back?" "She was very happy in her married life. He had two sons and a daughter.

The marriage between Yingchun and Xue Zhen was ordered by Jia Huan. Even if Xue Zhen had a heart, he didn't dare to marry a concubine. Husband and wife and harmony.

Tanchun Jun eyebrows and eyes, a light earthy yellow long skirt, slender and slender, the demeanor has not diminished when the Grand View Garden, looking forward to Shenfei. She and Jia Huan had a deep relationship, and she looked at her younger brother who was still thin with a little distress, and said, "Sister Mandarin Duck, you have to keep an eye on his three meals." ”

The mandarin duck hurriedly came down.

"Third brother, why don't you go to the academy and sit in my house?" Cherish the spring and smile. is nearly thirty years old, and the cold color on the face of the little beauty in the past is almost nothing. Luo Xiangyang treats his wife very well. Drowning three thousand, only one scoop was taken.

Li Kun responded to Jia Huan with a smile, and his beautiful eyes were full of gratitude. Jia Lan took the Jinshi examination and released a prefect. She was ordered by the imperial court and was satisfied. She is also the indisputable grandmother of Zhu in Jiafu, a good person. But the shackles in my heart have been broken.

Goodbye Li Kun, Jia Huan also sighed in his heart. She's old. Like Sister Feng, you can only vaguely see the demeanor of the year. How could he forget that on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month of the seventh year of Yongzhi, at the banquet of Jia's mother, the beauties he admired.

"Sister Yun, how are you doing?"

Shi Xiangyun is wearing a pink dress, and she is still a girl who loves to laugh, is optimistic, bold, and poetic. She said with a smile: "Brother Huan'er, you see, nineteen years ago, our sisters who set up a poetry club in the garden to enjoy the snow and Yongmei have all arrived. It's a pity that Sister Bao, Sister Lin, and Xiangling are not there. Why don't you take them back to Beijing when you go to Beijing? ”

Nineteen years ago, how far away! It was the thirteenth year of Yongzhi: the white snow and red plums in the glass world, and the fat powder fragrant baby cut the fishy meat. Lu Xue Nunnery contended for instant poems, warm incense dock elegant spring lantern riddles.

The whole room laughed when he said this, "Haha..." As long as anyone who pays attention to the news in the newspaper knows that Jia Huan traveled day and night, rushing from Jinling to Jingshi, and was able to quell the rebellion. This way, where is it suitable to bring your family with you.

Facing Yun Yatou's "questioning", Jia Huan smiled and said, "In a few days, they will leave for Beijing." ”

Jia Huan's gaze fell on Jia Baoyu, who had not been seen for a long time, "Second Brother Bao..."

In the past nineteen years, Da Mianbao has changed from a pink little fresh meat to a middle-aged uncle with vicissitudes.

Jia Baoyu glanced at Jia Huan coldly. Even if Jia Huan is powerful, so what? What does it have to do with him? His dream, in the wandering of Zhuangzi, in the world of one flower as the Buddha said. Sister Lin...

Jia Huan didn't care about Baoyu anymore.

He has been much calmer in recent years. However, he still does not think that escapist people deserve respect. Natural selection, survival of the fittest. People's lives must be earned by themselves!

Zhen Baoyu is much stronger.

Mrs. Wang personally played a round and said, "Brother Huan, your uncle is now old and still an official in the frontier. The body can't bear it, so you can transfer him back to the capital and enjoy a few years of happiness. ”

Jia Huan groaned slightly, nodded, and agreed, "Okay." ”

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On the first day of March, Ningrong Mansion and Sanssouci Hall are all hung with lights, the screen is open and the phoenix is opened, and the mattress is set up with hibiscus. The sound of sheng flute and drum music, through the alley. The guests are like a cloud. Ning Rong Street is blocked by water.

Reporters from large and small newspapers in central Beijing have gathered here to collect materials, and the reports in the newspapers in the past two days can be imagined. Jia Huan had greeted Xiao Mengzhen in advance, and Pravda could use a text message, not to report. The newspapers in Kyochu don't care.

On the second floor of a restaurant outside Ningrong Street, the young owner of Rishengchang, Jin Shang Lu Jian sat down with two entourage. Looking at the archway at the entrance of the street, all the traffic and horses are blocked, and I can't help shaking the exquisite fragrant wood folding fan in my hand, and sighing: "Alas..., this is a brocade of flowers, cooking oil in a blazing fire." The prosperity of Jiafu is unprecedented! ”

He walked through Jia Cong's door, but an invitation to Jia Huan's mother's birthday banquet was no longer a matter of silver. It's by power!

Just when Lu Jian sighed that Jiafu was strong, there was a sudden commotion at the corner of the street.

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On the morning of the first day of the third lunar month, Jia Huan finished meeting guests in the Rongxi Hall and went to rest in Aunt Zhao's small courtyard in the East Cross Courtyard.

Mandarin ducks and little maids are waiting here. She is wearing a water-blue cardigan, tall, mature beauty, thin waist and plump buttocks. There are a few freckles on the goose egg girl's face. She was also a shallot-like girl when she was seventeen or eighteen.

On the silver shelf in the room, the mandarin duck gently washed Jia Huan's face with a white towel, pursed his lips and smiled, and asked softly: "The house is busy." My wife's feet don't touch the ground. The third master doesn't seem to be too busy today. ”

"Of course. In my capacity, how many people do you want me to entertain in person? Jia Huan pretended to be forced in front of the mandarin duck, wiped his face, smiled, stroked her slippery and pretty face, kissed her lightly on the cheek, and whispered: "Do you want tea?" ”

Speaking of her daughter, the mandarin duck nodded softly and snuggled up to Jia Huan's side, "I want to." I still dreamed about it last night. "She is the housekeeper in Zhaowen Garden. But the maids in the house all call her Aunt Jin. She and the third master have a daughter and a son. The eldest sister's name is Cha'er.

Jia Huan hugged her and said, "I have already replied to Sister Bao and Sister Lin, and asked them to arrange the affairs of Jinling and leave for Beijing." You will be able to get to Kyochu in May. ”

While the two were talking, the little maid outside panted and lifted the curtain and came in, and said, "Third master, the Queen Mother and the Son of Heaven have paid a private visit to the mansion." is in Rongxi Hall..."

Before the words were finished, the mandarin duck couldn't help but glance at Jia Huan, covered his mouth and smiled, "Giggles." ”

Jia Huan smiled and held his forehead. It's just finished loading, and the people who have to be received by him have arrived.

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Rongxi Hall is located in the center of Jiafu, where the main house is located. It is the place of political activity in Jia Province.

When Jia Huan arrived at Rongxi Hall, only Jia Zheng was accompanying Empress Dowager Zhen to talk to the Son of Heaven. Zhen Yi didn't want to reveal his whereabouts. After all, Daddy Zheng is a man in his sixties, and in front of the Queen Mother and the Son of Heaven, he sits in a void and feels extremely tired.

Jia Huan saw the Queen Mother, the Son of Heaven, and said considerately: "There are many guests in the house today, just here I am." ”

After Jia Zheng resigned. There are Jia Huan, Zhen Yi, and Ning Yan left in Rongxi Hall.

Empress Dowager Zhen wore a soft jade-colored long skirt, outlining her beautiful figure. Fair-skinned, pretty as a flower, a thirty-one-year-old beauty, with a heroic spirit between her eyebrows and eyes. Put down the Ruyao tea bowl and said, "Master Jia, Meng Ruan is helping in your mansion?" ”

Zhen Baoyu, the table word Mengruan.

Jia Huan nodded slightly. Zhen Baoyu came over early in the morning to help entertain the guests. The Jia Mansion and the Zhen family have been friends for many years.

Empress Dowager Zhen's handsome eyes looked at Jia Huan, endured it, but couldn't hold back, and asked, "Why did Master Jia refuse the edict of the Son of Heaven?" ”

Qi Fu Jia Huan also served as the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, which was the result of her discussion with Zeng Jin. She had no ill intentions. According to the practice of officialdom, the resumption is the product of official restoration. After Jia Huan recovered, he was given an additional official to let him enter the military aircraft department as a university scholar.

The eldest princess Ning Xiao talked to her about Jia Huan's thoughts, but she still couldn't help but ask Jia Huan in person. Is she a brainless woman? Will it hurt him? She knows very well that Jia Huan is the biggest royalist.

Jia Huan looked at the stubborn Empress Dowager Zhen, thought about it, and explained: "At present, both northern and southern Xinjiang are fighting. In the overall situation of the DPRK and China, stability should be the main priority. Xiao Pi was removed, and Mr. Cai could be admitted to the Military Aircraft Department. I am not in a hurry to recover. ”

His position can only be done as a scholar, Zaisuke. And Zeng Jin, Yin Peng's position, it is not appropriate to make a big move now.

Zhen Yi was slightly stunned, knowing that she was wrong. The emotions in my heart disappeared, and I was slightly embarrassed.

In the middle of the sound, she bluntly switched the topic and said her intention today, "Mr. Jia, before his death, Ziwen said that he wanted Yan'er to worship you as a teacher. I brought Yan'er to apprentice today. Please also ask Mr. Jia to agree. Yan'er, in the palace, how did I tell you? ”

The apprenticeship of the Son of Heaven will certainly not be so simple and secretive. She brought Ning Yan to see Jia Huan to show her sincerity.

Ning Yan's appearance is more like Ning Xi, a thirteen-year-old boy, looking at Jia Huan, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes, he and Jia Huan are not close. However, when his father was dying that day, he did say so. At this time, listening to his mother's words, he stood up and bowed, and said, "I would like to study under my husband." Collected by Mr. Wang. ”

The Son of Zhiping, who was dressed in regular clothes, bowed in front of Jia Huan. Or, put on a dragon robe, the scene is much more shocking!

Because of the private rites out of the palace, the Son of Heaven did not wear a dragon robe. However, this is the son of heaven who has sacrificed to the Taimiao and accepted the worship of hundreds of officials!

However, the word "I" exposes the emotions in the heart of the Son of Heaven.

Jia Huan sat quietly and looked at Ning Yan lightly. Obviously, the personalities of Ning Yan and Ziwen are different.

There was silence in the Rongxi Hall.

Ning Yan waited for a long time, but he didn't see Jia Huan agree, and looked up at Jia Huan. I saw that Jia Huan's warm eyes looked at him, as if he could see through him at a glance. Ning Yan hurriedly lowered his head.

He remembered his mother's words when he was in the palace. remembered those traitors who were killed in the Daming Palace that day. I couldn't help but shudder in my heart. Instantly came out of the ethereal emotions of ascending the throne as the Son of Heaven these days.

He was afraid! His throne, Jia Huan can be given or deprived. Affection is with his father. And not with him.

Emperor Jia Huan was almost dry, and then he said: "Your father once studied under me. It stands to reason that I won't take you. Since it is Ziwen's last wish, so be it! You study with Shiying and Chi'er. ”

Bear children have bear child teachings. Rebellious Secondary 2 has the teachings of Rebellious Secondary 2.

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On the first day of March in the 11th year of Yongxing, Jia Huan's mother, Mrs. Wang, celebrated her 60th birthday. At this point, the next step is boom and bust.

The way of heaven, there is more than enough to make up for the shortage! However, news came out later, which surprised people who looked at the decline of Jiafu: the Queen Mother and the Son of Heaven came to Rongguo Mansion privately to congratulate Mrs. Jiafu. Favored for a while. Asano was amazed.

Just before the exclamation disappeared, on March 16, the day when Qin Tianjian was optimistic, the Son of Heaven was in the Wenhua Palace, worshipping Jia Huan as a teacher.