Before Jia Huan left Beijing, he once said to his wife Baochai: It is quite a shame to be famous for many years, and there are welcomes everywhere in the world. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

This sentence is not bragging.

This time, he went to Jiangxi to paint the portrait, and took an errand to comfort the old minister. Rushing all the way, I don't stop at the prefectures and counties along the Grand Canal. But along the way, he learned that there were still many officials who visited him. The identity of the editor-in-chief of Pravda is enough!

When the ship arrived in Yangzhou, Jia Huan had to stay for a day. Because, Sha Sheng, the right deputy capital Yushi and Huaiyang governor in Yangzhou, was his teacher.

In the afternoon, it was overcast. On the Dongguan wharf, Sha Sheng's staff He Shiye, He Yuanlong, and Shen Tongju, Yangzhou Mansion, Wang and Ma, the two big salt merchants, and the scholars of Yangzhou Mansion greeted them.

Even though Mr. Longjiang Ning Ru is like an arrow, he also knows that he has to stay for a day today. Patiently, followed Jia Huan and greeted the officials of Yangzhou Mansion.

This trip to Jiangxi is naturally headed by Mr. Longjiang. But Jia Huan has the name of Qincha and is an official of Zhengwupin, and Mr. Longjiang has resigned. On the official side, headed by Jia Huan.

A group of fifty or sixty people crossed Yangzhou New Town to the governor's yamen. After eating, the officials dispersed. Jia Huan and Sha Sheng went to Mr. Sha's study in the Yamen Houmen to drink tea and talk.

The two sat down separately.

After not seeing each other for a few years, Sha Sheng still cleaned up, changed into black civilian clothes, sat on a wooden chair covered with mattresses, stretched out his hand to signal Jia Huan to drink tea, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for two years, Ziyu is already an official of Zhengwupin." It shows that I was not wrong back then. The tone was emotional.

Jia Huan smiled. And Mr. Sha sighed about the events of the past two years. Yangzhou, Jinling, and Shanchang them.

In the middle of the night, Jia Huan returned to the post station and met Wang Heting, the head of the Wang family, and others. And then it's free.

…

…

The hoarfrost of the middle of the night solidifies in the eaves, in the tiles. The moon flows.

In a quiet courtyard in the post station, a bean oil lamp. Jia Huan stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, speechless for a long time.

He had just learned the latest news from Mr. Sha in the capital: Concubine Yuan gave birth to a prince on the tenth day of December.

As the governor of one party, Mr. Sha naturally has his news channels in Beijing. It is impossible to rely solely on Pravda to understand the information of the court.

It's just, this news...

If Jia Yuanchun gives birth to a daughter, recovers his body, and wins the favor of the Son of Heaven again, this is the best result for Jia Fu. However, from Jia Yuanchun's personal point of view, of course she needs a son to rely on for the rest of her life, and can consolidate her position in the palace, rather than relying only on the favor of the Son of Heaven.

Therefore, Jia Huan never said that he hoped in his heart that Yuan Chun would give birth to a daughter. You can't be so selfish as to say such things!

Yuan Chun's sacrifice for Jiafu was great. She didn't like the palace, and when she was provincial, she called it "a place to see people". Moreover, throw away the identities of the Son of Heaven and the concubine, and look at it more bluntly, a girl in her twenties, who is in her youth, is a concubine for an uncle in her forties. What's going on?

Needless to say!

Before he left Beijing, he made some arrangements for giving birth to a prince. Jia Rong will send silver to several big eunuchs in the palace on behalf of Jiafu, and will not ask to take care of Jia Yuanchun and Jia Huangzi, at least not to fall into the ground. Zhou Guifei also has generous gifts.

King Beijing, over there, I hope not to write to Jia Yuanchun as the imperial concubine for the time being, and wait for him to return to Beijing. Such as Yu Wenrui and Zhao Shilang, he has communicated. On the newspaper's side, he talked to Xiao Mengzhen, Pang Ze and others, don't build momentum in public opinion, and downplay it.

Arrange it properly. However, the situation that Jia Huan is facing now is more complicated. With the age of King Jin and King Chu, Prince Jia has no possibility of succeeding to the throne. But others may not think the same way as him. No man is content. There are a lot of variables.

The old Wuxun group represented by the four kings and eight princes such as King Beijing will push Jia Yuanchun to the position of imperial concubine. The next step, four or five years later, must be the queen. Next, after Prince Jia is ten years old, he may be promoting participation in the succession.

These few steps, each step, must be accompanied by a brutal political battle in the court. He tried his best to avoid participating in the succession, but he didn't expect to end up falling into this pit. Can he avoid the identity of Prince Jia?

Even if ten years later, on behalf of Jiafu, the Four Kings and Eight Princes Group announced that Prince Jia would give up taking the heir, would the kings of Jin and Chu believe it? I don't believe it. That's politics.

Jia Huan sighed softly.

The road ahead is difficult, but the road is always walked by people. It's useless for him to think about it now. When I returned to Beijing, I was planning. It's a five-year, ten-year plan.

And what he was more worried about was the woman waiting for him in Jinling. He had already sent Qian Huai to Jinling to help him deliver a letter to Weiwei.

The boats of Mr. Jia Huan and Mr. Longjiang from the canal to the Yangtze River will not stop at Jinling, but will go directly against the river to Jiujiang, and then transfer to Guangxin Mansion by land. However, he wanted to get in touch with Vivi first. The decree gave him a six-month deadline to return to Jinling from Jiangxi.

I haven't seen you for more than two years, are you okay? Ring fulfillment.

…

…

Jinling. Qinhuai River, Wuding Bridge, and Anjie Zhong.

Jia Huan's elder followed Qian Huai around Jia Huan and Daiyu's former residence in Jinling, stopped at the door of the courtyard diagonally opposite the door, and knocked on the door. However, the door was covered with dust.

After a long time, Qian Huai found out the news from a lady in the neighborhood: "That girl, tall and beautiful, well, she moved away." I don't know where she moved to. ”

Qian Huai couldn't, put away the letter, and continued to go to the Dagongfang Nanjing Rite Department Shangshu Zhangfu.

Across the street, a beautiful, graceful woman with a maid was at the mouth of the alley, in the setting sun, looking at the residence of Jia Huan, who had only one gatekeeper. The golden sunset dragged her shadow for a long, long time.

…

…

On the morning of the 24th, Mr. Jia Huan and Mr. Long Jiang arrived in Jiujiang Mansion.

It is a small year, and Jiujiang City is very prosperous and lively. There are many restaurants on both sides of the street, and all kinds of shops are closed by fire. And the street is densely populated.

Jiujiang, a big city of water transportation, is very spacious in the construction of post stations. Jia Huan showed the Qincha survey. In the compliment of the post man, a small courtyard behind the main post station.

After being settled in the post station, Mr. Longjiang came to the East Wing and said apologetically: "Ziyu, you are tired of following me all the way." If we still have the spirit, let's go out and have a drink. Next, the trip was even more bitter. ”

Riding in a carriage is certainly more painful than riding a boat. Now there are no springs to prevent shocks. And Mr. Longjiang's family members are all following Steward Xu and are still in the waterway. It is estimated that at this time, I have just arrived in Huai'an.

Jia Huanzheng wiped his face with a towel and said with a smile: "Okay! ”

Immediately, Mr. Longjiang and Mr. Longjiang each took a long-term entourage, went out of the post station, and found a restaurant on a bustling street outside the city to eat.