Two days later, in the afternoon, at the moment of Shen Shi, Wang Xifeng took Ping'er to personally go to the Moon Gazing Residence in the northeast corner of Jiafu to give Jia Huan a silver ticket of 3,000 taels. The remaining 5,000 taels of silver www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, she needs to raise it slowly.

Jia Huan had just returned from attending the banquet set up by the Jiaofang Division in the same year, leaning on the soft couch and asking Qingwen to accept the azure soft smoke and silver tickets brought by Wang Xifeng. Wang Xifeng sent soft cigarettes to cover people's eyes.

Wang Xifeng sat for a while and then took his leave. Out of the Moon Residence, enter the corner gate of Jiafu Middle Road. A little maid came to look for her, saying that Mrs. Wang was looking for Sister Feng. Wang Xifeng took Ping'er and others to the east across the courtyard.

In the side hall of the main room of the East Cross Courtyard, Mrs. Wang finished reading the Buddhist scriptures, sat in the collapsed chair to drink tea and rest, let Sister Feng sit, and sent out the maids waiting in the room. A faint expression sank slightly, and asked, "What's going on with you lately?" ”

Wang Xifeng's heart tightened, and he bowed his head and said nothing. There has always been nothing new in Jiafuli, and it is difficult to hide from people. If her wife knew about her reconciliation with Jia Huan, it would be a little troublesome. Because, Mrs. doesn't like Jia Huan.

Mrs. Wang glanced at Wang Xifeng and said, "I heard that you two invited Brother Huan'er to dinner?" Today, I gave him two fine yarns. "In such a hurry to change the mountain?

When Wang Xifeng heard this, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that her aunt had made a mistake, and said bitterly: "Mrs., Brother Huan'er is now a lifter, and no one in the mansion will let him." I had a grudge against him in the past, and I had to flatter him. I'm afraid he'll make trouble for me. ”

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly and said, "It's not a point." Your surname is Wang! Your uncle is now an official in Beijing, what are you afraid of? ”

Wang Xifengqiao had a look of shame on her face and lowered her head. But in my heart I don't think so. What does her aunt know? Jia Huan's hands are black.

Don't talk about Brother Zhen, let's just say that the master in her house, since Jia Huan gave him a money-making honeycomb coal business, he fooled around outside every day and engaged in women. She's dying of headaches right now. With this alone, she can't withstand Jia Huan's means. No matter how big her uncle is, can he still manage her family affairs?

Seeing that Wang Xifeng had no intention of changing the mountain, Mrs. Wang felt a little more relieved, and said lightly: "You go." "I thought I was going to meet her brother at her mother's house in two days. Her concubine is a piece of her heart.

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At noon on October 2, the early winter sun shone outside Mingxuan, and a few koi fish in the pond flicked their tails. In the pavilion opposite, several beautiful singers played the piano and blow the flute, and the sound of silk and bamboo was pleasant.

In Mingxuan, several cases are displayed, and the wine is fragrant. Feng Tang, Feng Ziying, and Jia Huan sat opposite each other, gossiping.

Feng Tang is about forty years old, Feng Ziying's appearance is similar to him, but there is a lot of frost on his face, and he has the bearing of a high-ranking officer in the army. Smiling and raising a glass to invite a drink, "Ziyu treats this place as his home, just be casual." ”

Jia Huan nodded with a smile and raised his glass to take a sip, "The kid is young and can't accompany Uncle Shi to enjoy himself, please forgive me." He was observing Feng Tang, and I believe that Feng Tang was also observing him.

Feng Tang is a general of the Beijing camp, and he is a fourth-grade officer. Rank: General Shenwu.

The army of the Zhou Dynasty was divided into four parts: the Beijing battalion, the guard, the nine sides, and the regimental training. After more than 100 years of changes, the Beijing camp is now divided into 12 battalions, number: Yiyong, Fenwu, Zhenwei and so on. Each battalion has posts such as staff generals, guerrillas, and thousand generals.

On the 12th battalion, there are envoys, supervisors, and commanders of the Beijing camp. The envoy of the Jingying Festival is served by the nobles, and in wartime, there is another chief military officer. The prison was held by eunuchs. The admiral is served by a civilian official: he is concurrently served by the secretary of the military department or the imperial history of the capital. Among the three positions, the admiral, which is held by civilian officials, has the most powerful positions.

The second-generation figure of Ning Guofu, Jia Rong's great-grandfather, Jia Daihua, a hereditary first-class Shenwei general, once served as the envoy of the Jingying Festival. Wang Ziteng also held this position.

Feng Tang served as the general of the Fenwu Battalion, with a battalion of men and horses, and belonged to the real power faction in the capital. Therefore, Feng Ziying is qualified to associate with many noble children in the capital.

Feng Tang smiled: "Haha, the nephew is polite. Please! ”

Feng Ziying also smiled and persuaded to drink, looking at Jia Huan, who looked like a young man. I sighed in my heart: People and people's experiences are different. At Jia Huan's age, as long as he is named on the gold list and enters the official career, he will be at least a position of six books in the future.

The guests and hosts enjoyed a meal of wine. At sunset, Jia Huan was drunk and helped a beautiful maid to go to the Feng Mansion guest room to rest.

The next morning, Jia Huan sent a carriage back to the Feng Mansion. There was a gift from the Feng family in the carriage: a sword worth a thousand taels of silver.

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Jia Huan came back from Feng Ziying's house and slept until noon. I took a shower in my bedroom and sorted out my clothes by the mirror.

Ruyi is wearing a cyan tooth-pinching vest, combing a maid's bun, with a delicate posture and a delicate face. The little girl cleaned up the mess and complained with a flat mouth: "Third master, you are drunk again." It's not good for your health. ”

Jia Huan looked at himself in the mirror and said, "I don't want to either." General Feng is too polite, what can I do. "Drinking with the old fritters on the wine table like Feng Tang, it's strange that he is not drunk.

As she was talking, Qingwen pushed open the door and came in, deliberately covering her eyes with her hands, and said with a smile: "Third master, have you finished washing?" The third girl, Miss Shi, they came to see you. Waiting in the side hall. ”

Jia Huan said funny: "Qingwen, open the gap between your fingers a little wider." "In Jiafu, it seems that when you take a bath and wash for a long time, there will be rumors that the master and the maid have an affair. He likes to take a bath, and every time he asks Ruyi to heat up water for him.

Of course, there is no wind and no waves. In the original book of Red Mansions, there is a description of the water that Jia Baoyu and the maids bathed and washed, which implies that it is self-evident.

Qingwen giggled. Of course, she saw clearly that the third master had finished washing.

Ruyi said: "Sister Qingwen, help me carry water." "She's not afraid of rumors. She has long regarded her as a person in the house of the third master.

Qingwen smiled and gave Ruyi a hand.

Jia Huan shook his head with a smile, straightened his hair, and went out to see Tanchun, Shi Xiangyun and others. Shi Xiangyun, Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun, who came to play in the side hall, were talking. Surrounded by maids. Laughter.

On a winter afternoon, the luxurious, restrained living room is brightly lit and cold.

Jia Huan greeted the four of them with a smile, "Third sister, Sister Yun, second sister, fourth sister, why do you have time to come to play with me?" ”

Tanchun was wearing a green Doro tweed cardigan today, with a slender posture, bright eyes like the moon, and a smile: "I heard that you were drunk, and we happened to be playing with Sister Bao, so I stopped by to see you." ”

Although Jia Huan told her that Jiafu would be defeated in the future, after thinking about it, she still let go of it from her heart. She will be skeptical. And Jia Huan is going to Jiangnan, although she is reluctant, but after all, the man's work is outside.

At the moment, she is still immersed in the joy of her brother's celebration.

Jia Huan was suddenly, and slightly strange, why didn't Baochai come? Laughing, he took out a pair of white jade Go that was given to him by Uncle Han Jing of Jinxiang when he went to Jinxiang Bo's Mansion to eat and drink a few days ago, and played it for his sisters.

The chess apron was placed on the bamboo table, and Tanchun and Yingchun sat down to prepare to play chess. Everyone gathered around talking.

Since Jia Zhen's death, Jia Xichun, who has always been silent, picked up the crystal and warm chess pieces in the chess box, and couldn't help asking: "Third Brother Huan, how much silver is this chess piece worth?" ”

Jia Xichun is still young, the appearance of a seven or eight-year-old girl. But inheriting the genes of Jiafu, wearing a light purple gown, combing a pair of pigtails, delicate appearance, bright eyes and cool teeth, a very outstanding little beauty.

Jia Huan smiled casually: "More than a thousand taels of silver." The fourth sister will give it to you if she likes it. ”

Jia Xichun looked at Jia Huan with some surprise, although she didn't like to talk much, she was still clear and understanding in her heart. Her third brother is not a style and temperament of "scattering thousands of gold". Who is good to and how much to be paid, there is a very accurate measurement in mind.

Jia Xichun refused: "It's too precious." I don't want to. ”

Jia Huan smiled and did not force him. He can't take away these gifts from others, and he still has to give them away after all. So very generous.

The eldest girl of Xichun smiled on the side and said: "The third master wants to give us a gift for the girl, and it is excellent to send a beautiful Buddhist scripture." ”

Tanchun said strangely: "What Buddhist scriptures does the fourth sister look at well?" ”

When it came to the Buddhist scriptures, Jia Huan's mind instantly flashed the judgment of cherishing spring: the three spring scenes were not long, and the clothes were changed from the makeup of the past. Poor embroidered Houmen girl, lying alone next to the ancient Buddha of the green light.

Cherishing the spring and becoming a monk is really a tragedy for her. Just a way to hide from reality and unsuccessful. Being a monk is not such a fun thing. After all, people have to eat whole grains. It is common to enter the temple, or float on the rivers and lakes, and not have enough to eat.

Jia Huan said: "Okay." Wendao Academy is talking to Renhe Bookstore about printing books with wooden characters, and they will ask them to help print a Buddhist scripture at that time. The fourth sister gave me the name of the sutra she wanted. ”

Jia Xichun tilted his head slightly, thought about it, did not refuse this time, and said crisply: "Third Brother Xie Huan." ”

Jia Huan nodded with a smile and asked Yingchun, who was smiling silently, "Second sister, do you have any gifts you want?" "The last time he returned the gift, he just returned the gift according to the fixed habit of the current custom, and he didn't pay attention. However, today it was even mentioned that it was the same for welcoming spring and cherishing spring.

In fact, if you really want to talk about the relationship, in the original book, the relationship between Xiao Jiahuan and Yingchun is much closer than that of Tanchun and cherishing spring. He often goes to play in the Spring House. Probably, Xiao Jiahuan, who was despised, looked down upon, and wronged, can only find some equality and respect in Ermu's house.

This is a good girl with a super weak personality and fearful of things, but gentle and amiable.

Jia Yingchun is the oldest, with a long body and a beautiful unprovoked beauty. Wearing a diamond-white shirt, his skin is slightly plump. The cheeks are fresh and the nose is greasy with goose fat.

Yingchun hesitated slightly, and said softly: "If it's convenient for Brother Huan, I want to take a look at the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" you wrote before." It's a wonderful story. ”

Jia Huan said: "This is easy. There should be a manuscript in Dongzhuang Town. I'll have someone get a copy. After thinking about it again, he said to Si Qi, the big girl behind Yingchun: "Si Qi, if there is anything in the second sister's house, you can come and tell me." ”

Si Qi is a tall maid, and when she heard Jia Huan's words, she immediately squatted down happily to salute Jia Huan, and said loudly: "Xie Sanye!" "With the third master's current status in the mansion, although he doesn't care about anything, but if the third master says something, who dares not to listen to the people in the mansion?

Jia Huan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to help, "Get up." Don't be so formal. "I felt a little emotional.

I think that at the beginning, when he first came to Jiafu, he thought it was a novelty when he saw the twelve hairpins. The twelve hairpins gathered in Jiafu, and he was able to go to see it, but because Wang Xifeng wanted to find trouble with him, Jia's mother asked someone to bring him over.

Later, with the third sister Tanchun, Shi Xiangyun, Baochai, Daiyu, Yingchun, and Xichun did not meet much. He was soon out of the house. For more than two years, the number of times he and Baochai talked to each other, except for the one on the day he returned home on the 15th a few days ago, a total of twice. It can be seen that it is general.

Now, he is going back to his house to see the twelve hairpins, except for Jia Yuanchun in the palace, he is unimpeded. There will be no problem talking or chatting. He has attained a social status above theirs. For example, now, he is qualified to care about welcoming and cherishing spring.

The world is impermanent!

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Jia Huan sighed in his heart, Tanchun and Yingchun had already started to play chess. Xichun watched the chess from the sidelines.

Shi Xiangyun pursed his lips with a smile, pulled Jia Huan's sleeve to the window, and said softly with a smile: "Brother Huan, is Sister Bao angry with you?" When she heard that we were coming to see you, she didn't come along. I heard Second Brother Bao say that you said that you said Brother Xue Pan in front of your wife before, didn't you? (To be continued.) )