The New Year's Festival in Jiafu is as noisy and lively as ever. Because, Jia Huan's request for marriage for him and Daiyu failed, and the addition of a loose official level, canonization of Baochai, and the guests who came and went had a little more to talk about.

Jia's mother has been in poor health since the beginning of winter, and in the first and second days of junior high school, she reluctantly showed up, and after receiving the greetings of her children, grandchildren, and relatives, she rested on the bed again. The whole house was a little nervous and worried.

Doctor Zhang came to see and prescribed a prescription for recuperation. Between the words, it is about the meaning of "life and death have their own certainty". After all, the old lady is eighty-one years old. Daddy Zheng sighed. It is simply that he is now Jiuqing, and he is a third product, and finally let his mother see that he has the lintel of Jiafu and has not insulted his ancestors. It's not in vain that his mother hurts him.

On the morning of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Jia Huan went to visit Jia's mother at the upper room. It's overcast. Glass windows, buzzing.

Jia Huan was in charge of Jiafu, and in the seventeenth year of Yongzhi, various businesses began to spread, and there was no shortage of money in the house. Jia Mu naturally replaced it with a glass window here. The inside of the house is transparent.

Jia's mother was lying on the bed in the inner room, with white hair and deep wrinkles on her face. Covered with a brocade quilt. Looks tired. Seeing that Jia Huan came to visit her, she was in a good mood. Listening to Jia Huan's words of comfort to her condition, she said with a smile: "People are old, there will always be some illnesses and pains. Brother Huan, you are very good. ”

The relationship between Jia Huan and Jia Mu is average. The two are not close. Jia Mu knows this. However, no matter what, one stroke can not write two "Jia" words, under Jia Huan's leadership, Jiafu is thriving, and Jia's mother is still very satisfied with Jia Huan.

Jia's mother's illness was hidden from her up and down. Jia Mu didn't care much about what she said. Perhaps, she will get better soon.

Jia Huan smiled calmly. He had something on his mind and smiled very flatly. The marriage with Sister Lin did not come to fruition, and he was sorry for her after all. Sister Lin fell ill for a while, and she only recovered a few years ago, and her mood gradually calmed down. Sister Lin is willing to believe that he can handle everything. However, the depression in his heart has not dissipated! Gossip with Jia's mother, and then quit.

The big maid mandarin duck in front of Jia's mother came out to send it off. In the middle of the New Year, the mandarin duck wore a new cotton jacket, covered with a green tooth-pinching vest, tall, with a bee waist and pretty buttocks, fair skin, and a few freckles on her cheeks, which did not affect her beauty.

Out of the room, walking in the hall, the mandarin duck hesitated, plucked up his courage, and comforted: "Third master, the matter between you and Miss Lin..., the newspapers are all nonsense, we all know it!" You did your best, and that's not your fault. ”

Today, there are twenty or thirty newspapers in the capital, and the main newspapers are subscribed to by Jiafu. Several newspapers, led by the Big Sunday Daily, ridiculed Jia Huan frantically in the newspapers. Jia Huan wanted to marry Daiyu, originally out of etiquette, and there were many inconsistencies. Moreover, Jia Huan was ordered to take care of Daiyu, but as a result, he was very criticized.

During this time, Jia Huan's reputation was very bad! This is also what Jia Huan is worried about. He was worried that public opinion in society would hurt Sister Lin. After all, it is impossible for him and Sister Lin's marriage not to be made public.

Now, the marriage has not taken place. The public opinion turmoil is smaller, and Jia Huan ordered people to isolate the news in the newspaper. Daiyu usually rarely goes out, and never participates in the activities of the four major families, the four kings and the eight princes.

Mandarin ducks are literate.

The matter of Jia Huan and Lin Daiyu is a bit shocking. However, people have feelings, relatives and distances. In the heart of the mandarin duck, Jia Huan, who did not realize that he was a wicked person. And she, a big girl in Jiafu, even if she understands that this thing is not authentic for the Son of Heaven to do today, she may go to speak ill of the Son of Heaven.

Jia Huan turned his head and looked at the girl next to him. Twenty-three years old, although her appearance is not at the level of the twelve golden hairpins, she has a different kind of pretty, charming, and beautiful woman. The girl with a beautiful heart comforted and supported him with gentle words, which was very heartwarming.

Jia Huan said softly: "Sister Mandarin Duck, thank you!" ”

It's not just Xie Yuanyang who comforts her. also because the mandarin duck helped him hide the matter of him and Daiyu in front of Jia's mother. Otherwise, during the Laba Festival, where would Jia Mu give him Laba porridge. Just now, I won't give him a good face.

"Hmm." The mandarin duck stared at Jia Huan's dark and warm eyes, remembering that day when he was slightly drunk, he spoke too quickly and showed his thoughts, at this time, he couldn't help but lower his head, a little unprovoked shyness. The white and greasy goose egg face is dyed red.

Jia Huan's mind was not on this, he didn't think too much, he gently patted the mandarin duck's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Sister mandarin duck, it's going to be fine." Believe me! Steadily left Jia's mother's upper room.

The public opinion turmoil in the capital was fueled by Han Jin behind the scenes.

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The wind is cold. The joy of the Spring Festival wafts through the capital. All kinds of gossip, gossip, and short things about the east and west families spread quickly among the relatives. The relationship between Jia Huan and his cousin Lin Daiyu is definitely a big gossip. Not to mention, there are follow-up reports in the newspapers.

This is the situation that Jia Huan is currently facing!

Under the rhythm driven by the Great Sunday Daily, public opinion in Beijing is generally critical of him. Even though he has a world-famous literary name, he is a disciple of Grandmaster Fang, the leader of the literary alliance. And there are a lot of ridicule, criticism, and insults of all kinds.

This incident made it impossible for Jia Huan's prestige to reach the level of Shilin's admiration in his life. After his death, he will never get "Wenzheng".

However, inside and outside Jiafu, in addition to Mandarin Ducks supporting Jia Huan, there are more people...

On the evening of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Jia Huan's carriage came back from outside. In the ear room of Jia Fuyimen, Jia Rui angrily taught his "little brother" a lesson: "Qi Wu, where is your TM's ass sitting there?" What do you mean? The words of the third master of Hei in the newspaper, you follow it everywhere to learn and spread it everywhere? It's not the third master, you have such a good life? Bastard!

What do the newspapers in our house say? The third master's literary name is known all over the world, and he is a great talent. Miss Lin is a fairy-like person, and we are just a couple. This is called a talented and beautiful woman, written in the drama and in the book! ”

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Since the crackdown on scholars in Beijing, the streets have been very clean. However, in the sixteenth year of Yongzhi, Scholar He resigned. In the capital, there are more and more people who are out of the way, and the number of employees is slowly increasing.

Ni Er returned to the capital from Tianjin, and he was very prosperous. On the evening of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, I went to Jia Yun's house to give gifts.

Jia Yun's wife, Lin Zhixiao's daughter, and Xiaohong, the internal manager of Jiafu, arranged for someone to clean up the wine and food. Jia Yun was in a quiet small hall, entertaining Ni Er to drink. Jia Yun's current position, during the Chinese New Year, his family was like a city. However, he and Ni Er were poor friends, and they entertained the drunken King Kong Ni Er alone.

The wine was drunk, Ni Er slapped the table and scolded: "Made, those tabloids are talking nonsense!" What kind of person the third master is, he told them that he was a sinister villain, and he tried his best to covet the Lin family's money. The Xiucai surnamed Han. is the first villain in Tianzihao.

Second Master Yun, I'll find someone to beat up the reporters of those newspapers tomorrow. Made! Also, the emperor of the dog day collects money and doesn't do anything. It's bad for the morality of the rivers and lakes, the rules! ”

Ordinary people, scold the emperor in private, then scold! This matter, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, no one can prohibit it.

Jia Yun smiled bitterly. Wave your hand. This friend of his, too upright! It's okay to scold in your heart, don't say it.

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On the morning of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Jia Huan made an appointment with King Wu to visit him in his house. Because of Ning Cheng's relationship, Jia Huan and Wu Wang cooperated very happily!

In addition to obtaining an interest-free loan of 200,000 taels of silver from Jin merchants, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will continue to have income. This matter was played by the Ministry of Internal Affairs with Jin merchants. Shares are open to five.

King Wu placed wine in the middle of the mansion and feasted Jia Huan. was accompanied by the staff and Ning Cheng. Guests and hosts have fun. After the lunch banquet, King Wu also had to meet the guests and ask his son Ning Cheng to entertain Jia Huan.

The Wu Wangfu covers a vast area. In a pavilion not far from Ning Cheng's back garden, Jia Huan was entertained to drink tea and take a break. Melodious music was heard from the small courtyard next door to the second floor. In King Wu's mansion, there are singers and opera troupes.

On the second floor, the view is very open. You can see the large and small courtyards, back gardens, and artificial lakes in the Wu Wangfu. Countless slaves and guests came and went. It's very lively, and the small building is very quiet.

Ning Cheng took the copper stove to add tea to Jia Huan, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jia, Han Xiucai is hacking you, don't you beat him?" The newspapers are full of. I was very unhappy to watch. "He supports Mr. Jia!

Etiquette is a set. Everyone uses it to trick others and ask others to be moral gentlemen. And yourself, that is to be lenient with yourself and strict with others! Who can really do it? Mr. Jia and his cousin, are in love with each other, and are they doing things?

The atmosphere of the national dynasty and the forest has long been declining! Those people, scolding Mr. Jia, are nothing more than brushing up their own reputation!

Jia Huan picked up the teacup and drank tea, looked at the scenery of Wu Wangfu, and did not speak. He talked and laughed in front of King Wu, as if he was fine. You don't need to wear a mask in front of your own students.

These days, no one in the house, Ying, Tan, Xi, Yun, Baoqin, Li Kun, Keqing, Wang Xifeng and others have mocked him. Even like his third sisters Tanchun, Xiangyun, and Keqing, in private, they still support him in their words!

And Aunt Zhao scolded him: the toad eats swan meat. Of course, it was scolding with a smile. Aunt Zhao's brain circuit is rather strange. Mrs. Wang did not say anything about this matter at all. Without taking a stand, it is a kind of statement: acquiescence!

His will, strong enough. Not afraid of gossip. If you want to marry Sister Lin, this kind of thing is indispensable. However, such a situation made him feel better. These days, Feng Ziying, Wei Ruolan and others are also supportive.

Ning Cheng saw that Jia Huan didn't answer, and then smiled again: "Mr. Jia, how do you listen to this singing?" I heard that the peerless famous girl in Beijing lives in your house. I don't know, can you introduce me to a referral. "Ning Cheng and Ning Xi are completely different in front of Jia Huan. He knew that Jia Huan didn't care about the subtleties and was very easy-going in private.

Jia Huan turned his head to look at Ning Cheng, a fifteen-year-old boy, and said lightly: "Zi said: When you are young, your blood is undecided, and your precepts are in color!" "Wei Wei's disciple Shi Yuhua once entered the West Garden to perform for the Yongzhi Emperor, famous Jinghua, a generation of celebrities. And this year's Spring Festival is spent in Sanssouci Hall. She is Wei Wei's personal disciple. Jia Huan hadn't seen her much.

Ning Cheng smiled and said, "Mr. Jia, you are one year older than me." A four-room concubine in the family. You don't have much convincing power when you say this! Zi said: His body is upright, and he does not give orders; His body is not right, although he does not obey orders. ”

Jia Huan's family, four-room concubines: Xiangling, Su Shishi, Lin Zhiyun, Lin Qianwei.

Jia Huan rolled his eyes speechlessly. He is a modern man and knows a lot about certain things. He is still very restrained in some things. Only the occasional indulgence. He didn't want to die young. However, Ning Cheng, this kid has such control?

The two were talking nonsense, and the voice of the little guy waiting below came: "The little ones have seen the county lord!" After a while, I saw Ning Xiao, the county lord of Yongqing, wearing a moon-white embroidered dress, tall and well-proportioned, and walked up with the maid Zi'er. Bright teeth and starry eyes, the posture of flowing wind and snow! The girl in the flower season is bright and stunning.

Ning Xiao sat at the coffee table, looked at Jia Huan, and said clearly: "Mr. Jia, are you and Miss Lin okay?" This thing—" sighed regretfully. It was November 25, the first time she saw Jia Huan after the Holy Birthday Day.

She has a good relationship with Jia Huan, but it is impossible to go to Jia Mansion for this matter. What's going on? And today, Jia Huan came to the house, and she came to see her. Her position, of course, is to be happy to see Jia Huan marry his cousin. The beauty of a gentleman as an adult, but the evil of an adult. In this matter, Yongzhi Tianzi did too much.

Jia Huan nodded lightly, looked at Ning Xiao's beautiful and bright Danfeng eyes, and said sincerely, "Thank you." ”

Ning Xiao made a gesture and asked Zi'er to go down. Leaning forward slightly, the hem of her skirt fell on the clean wooden floor, and said softly: "Mr. Jia, I'm afraid the Son of Heaven will pay attention to whether you will be resentful about this matter." ”

The power of heaven is unpredictable.

Jia Huan became famous as a teenager and became Hanlin very early, and was disliked by the Son of Heaven. Dynasties do not need ministers. Then there are all the things in the Wuying Palace. The Son of Heaven is only afraid that he still has some opinions about him. And Jia Huan did his homework to make up for it. brushed the favor of the Son of Heaven. Eliminate some of the concerns of the Son of Heaven.

However, the Son of Heaven took Jia Huan in the matter of marriage, how could he not pay attention to Jia Huan's reaction? For the Son of Heaven, thunder, rain and dew are all gentlemen. Holding a grudge is the crime of killing the head!

Jia Huan smiled bitterly. Lord Xiao is very paranoid about politics! Slowly chanted: "The remnant snow condenses the cold painting screen." The plum flute has been changed three times. No one is anywhere. I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know what is going on with tears. The sound of broken intestines recalls his life. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ning Cheng applauded, patted the horse and said, "Mr. is talented!" "This is a lyric of Yuanxi Sha. His level of poetry is not good, but in the family of the top powerful, how can the level of appreciation be poor? The lyrics of this poem create an atmosphere, lyrical lament, pain, confusion, poignant and beautiful. Write about Mr. Jia's mood at this time. An absolute masterpiece! Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it will be sung in the north and south of the river!

"I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know what is going on with tears. The sound of broken intestines recalls his life. Ning Xiao recited in a low voice and nodded, with this poem, the charge of resentment can be exempted. sighed: "Mr. Jia is really a person with a true temperament!" ”

Jia Huan breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm tired of the county lord and Brother Cheng helping me recite this word." "There are some things, of course he is guarding against.

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On the afternoon of the eighth day of the first lunar month, Ning Xi, the king of Yan, went to Jiafu to pay New Year's greetings to Jia Huan. Jia Huan was in the inner study, teaching his disciples.

When he was in the moon a year ago, he assigned homework to Yan Wang Ningxi. He has been telling Ning Xi about history recently. The topic is: On the gains and losses of Emperor Chongzhen.

To put it simply, if you were Emperor Chongzhen, how to get rid of the predicament of the Ming Dynasty at that time.