The Red Mansions

Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Jia Heng's ambiguous attitude, in the eyes of Sister Feng, just became a manifestation of her "guilty heart" and did not dare to respond directly, and suppressing the matter became a "bet".

On this side, Dai Quan has already taken over the account book that contains the property of the Ning Mansion, looked at Jia She and said, "Marquis Jia En, the miscellaneous family will take away this account book first. Your Majesty said earlier that the Duke's Mansion The property is temporarily sealed, and the miscellaneous family is also obeying orders."

Jia She's complexion was ashen, he could only feel the anger boiling in his chest, but he dared not speak out.

Dai Quan smiled, looked at Jia Heng who was on the side, and said: "Jia Ziyu, the twenty bolts of brocade rewarded by His Majesty earlier, before the miscellaneous family came, the palace envoys had already taken them to your residence."

Now Jia Heng is indifferent to Dai Quan's "fanning the flames", cupped his hands, and said: "Eunuch Dai also asks the grassroots to thank the Holy Lord Long En."

In the distance, Jia She's complexion changed suddenly, and he glanced at Jia Lian, who seemed to be saying, what happened to the twenty bolts of Su brocade?

Jia Lian shook her head blankly, but looked at Sister Feng worriedly.

Jia Heng glanced lightly at Jia She, Jia Lian, Jia Rong, Jia Qiang and others, then glanced at Li Wan and Sister Feng, without saying a word, and said to Dai Quan, "Elder-in-law, if nothing else, Heng Say goodbye first."

Dai Quan said with a smile: "Go, the miscellaneous family should return to the palace later."

After Jia Heng finished speaking, he bowed to Dai Quan and left Ningguo Mansion.

The night is low and the lights are on.

Not to mention that the east and west of Jia's mansion came to Rongxi Hall for urgent discussions because of the matter of Dai Quan, the Minister of the Ming Dynasty, who sealed Ningguo's mansion.

But Jia Heng walked back to his house in the wicker alley on Ningrong Street.

Fang entered the courtyard, and saw Qingwen talking with a nun in the back room.

Jia Heng nodded at Qingwen, was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Nurse Wu, why are you here?"

Grandma Wu smiled and said, "Master, the lady said that she is staying there tonight, and tomorrow afternoon, the uncle will pick it up again, and the lady asked if there is anything wrong with Jia's house? Wait a minute, old man I have to turn back and talk back."

Jia Heng sat down, picked up the fragrant tea, and said, "Go and answer, and just say that everything in Jia's house is over."

Upon hearing this, Mother Wu nodded and got up to leave.

Jia Heng closed her eyes slightly, and suddenly felt the fragrance floating between her nostrils, and felt a pair of small hands behind her shoulders kneading, opened her eyes, unexpectedly it was Qingwen who was kneading her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Qingwen Wen, do you still know this?"

Qingwen said softly: "Young master said this. I also stayed in the old lady's room for a while and learned from a few nuns. I was supposed to serve the old lady and wife."

Jia Heng couldn't help laughing, and said: "Speaking of which, you should be the most colorful baby in the old lady's room..."

Speaking of this, it was obvious that the slender hands paused slightly, and the breathing of the girl behind her accelerated a little.

Jia Heng didn't seem to notice it, and said: "If there is no accident, maybe I will send it to Bao Erye's house to serve. After all, the old lady loves Baoyu the most."

"Hmph, what precious jade, precious gold, and precious silver are worthy of my service?" Qingwen's pretty face was originally stained crimson because of someone's beautiful face. When she heard this, she didn't know why. A gust of evil fire surged to his forehead, he withdrew his hand, and said angrily.

Said, walked around and sat on the chair next to the small table.

Jia Heng was stunned for a moment, and said, "Okay, I'm joking with you."

Secretly thought, since the clothes were dried, the little girl's "admiration" towards him seems to have weakened more and more, and there is a faint tendency to deteriorate.

"I know that the young master has worked hard these two days and has a strong temper, but he shouldn't make fun of his daughter's innocence. Don't say I haven't served Master Bao, even if I have, I can't let him touch me." finger." Qingwen sat sideways on a chair beside her, turned her head to the side, her pretty, white cheeks were a little pale.

Jia Heng looked at the little girl, his eyes rolled silently, and fell into thought.

In the original novel of Dream of Red Mansions, the four big maids beside Baoyu, Qingwen, Xiren, Sheyue, and Qiuwen, are really Qingwen who "cuts her shoulders, snakes her waist, and speaks frivolously" in terms of innocence.

He previously said that if Qingwen grows up, she will become Aunt Zhao, but now it seems that it is not accurate. Qingwen's quality is still different from Aunt Zhao. If there is a chance, it may not be that he will not take the initiative to climb into Father Zheng's bed.

However, Qingwen would never take the initiative to seduce Baoyu.

However, only Qingwen, who should not be kicked out, was kicked out when she was ill. Before she died, she lay on a broken mat and called her mother all night. How miserable is it?

With this in mind, looking at the petite Qingwen, Jia Heng's eyes also showed a bit of pity, and said softly: "It was me who made a slip of the tongue just now, well, you have such a hot temper, who would dare to treat you lightly?" , don’t talk about being frivolous to you, when you grow up in the future, how far will you be from people who say a few words, how can you promise them?”

When Qingwen heard this, her delicate body trembled, her eye circles turned red, she turned her head and looked at Jia Heng stubbornly, and said, "Then I won't allow him. I'll cut my hair and go up the mountain to be my sister-in-law."

Facing the girl's misty eyes, Jia Heng paused, and sighed inwardly.

I thought to myself, if I were to be a aunt, I am afraid that the Buddha would choke on the anger of Buddha lotus.

"Okay, after dinner, I have to teach you how to read. You are my big maid, and you just want to go out, so I am reluctant." Jia Heng smiled and said in relief.

Even if he wanted to accept Qingwen, he would at least wait a few years before saying so.

Qingwen was in a state of indecision, when she heard that her white, greasy, melon-seeded face felt a little hot, the original sour thoughts disappeared, she sneaked a glance at Jia Heng, got up, twisted her waist, "Master, I'll go Check out the kitchen."

Jia Heng smiled lightly and watched the girl leave.

Daming Palace, Hanyuan Hall

The golden morning light fell on the glazed tiles on the roof of the temple, and the brilliance reflected each other beautifully.

The palace is majestic, and along the steps, the tall and majestic imperial guards in black armor and red coats stand holding halberds.

Under the eaves of the corridor, beside the vermilion beams and pillars, there are teams of guards in brocade clothes, wearing exquisitely embroidered flying fish suits and black hats without gauze, standing with knives in their hands, with vigilant expressions.

In the empty and spacious hall, there was a group of people standing in a dark crowd. All the officials above the fifth rank in the capital, known as court officials, were eligible to enter the palace with tooth cards.

But at the same time, Ruke Taoist officials are also qualified to enter the court to discuss matters.

Therefore, at this moment, in the Hanyuan Hall, all civil and military officials, big and small, are in darkness, extending all the way to the outside of the hall.

The court ladies and inner eunuchs holding banana fans lined up on the left and right. On the golden dragon chair, Emperor Chongping sat in a bright yellow robe, sitting upright, with indifferent eyes, and glanced down at the cabinet, six ministries, Jiuqing, Zhan Shikedao and other officials.

Today is the Chang Dynasty, and we have just finished discussing border affairs and autumn grain collection.

The former mainly opened up the right to recruit and train state and county officials and dispatch troops in Hebei Bian Town, which was reported by Li Zan, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and Emperor Chongping had approved it, and the cabinet drafted an edict.

In other words, yesterday was the meeting held by the monarch and his ministers.

As for the latter, for the upcoming autumn grain collection, Yang Guochang, the chief assistant of the cabinet, reported the details, and Qi Kun, the servant of the household department, supplemented the details.

Just finished discussing the previous matters.

Sitting high on the dragon chair, Emperor Chongping, dressed in a bright yellow uniform, looked down at the nine cabinet ministers below, and said: "The day before yesterday, Jia Zhen of Ningguo was convicted of a crime and lost his title. The decree is given to Jia Heng, a branch of the Ning Kingdom, who will inherit the title, but Jia Heng will not accept the resignation of the title, so I will submit a letter with sincere words, and I am very relieved."

In the rank of military officers below, King Shui Rong of Beijing Jing, who was at the front, changed his complexion and his eyes flickered when he heard the words.

He had begged the Supreme Emperor at the Chonghua Palace before, and only then had he retained the title of Ningguo in Jia's mansion, but yesterday, the emperor turned his head and issued an imperial decree at home and abroad, reporting to the various provinces, transferring the title of Ningguo to Jia Heng, it was really thunderous .

Hearing Jia Heng's resignation, Wang Shuirong of Beijing moved his lips, wanting to cough and go out to play.

Since Jia Heng insisted on resigning from the title, it just happened to be inherited by Ning Guo's direct line. The day before yesterday, Brother Enhou said that Ru Sheng really did not allow brother Zhen's lineage, and a great-great-grandson named Jia Qiang could inherit.

Thinking of this, I am about to go out to play Chen.

However, just as he was about to make a move, the King of Nan'an County pulled his sleeves and stopped him with his eyes.

Shui Rong's handsome face was stunned, his heart was awe-inspiring, he already understood Nan'an County King's intention, he meddled too deeply in the Jia family's affairs.

The emperor issued an imperial decree yesterday, which is a warning.

Emperor Chongping sat on the imperial chair, condescending, and could almost see the situation below at a glance. He glanced at the small movements of the two kings of Beijing and Nan'an from the corner of his eyes, ignored them, and said loudly: "He Qing."

Minister of the Ministry of Rites He Juncheng, with plastic surgery and facial expressions, jumped out of the crowd, holding an ivory jade wat, and said: "My lord, the old minister is here."

"Read Jia Heng's "Cijue Biao" to all the nobles." Emperor Chongping said in a clear voice with an indifferent face.

Minister of the Ministry of Officials, He Juncheng, said he obeyed the order, then took the memorial form handed over by the inner eunuch, and read it aloud.

The No. [-] scholar who entered the imperial examination in the sixth year of Longzhi has an excellent memory and the ability of photographic memory. In fact, he can read it accurately without looking for memorials, word for word.

Compared with Dai Quan's performance in the Daming Palace last night, it was more or less "excessively forceful".

He Juncheng had a dignified appearance and a clear and sonorous voice. He had presided over various ceremonies in the past, but now his clear and clear voice resounded in the empty Hanyuan Hall, resounding in the ears of civil and military officials.

Resigning from the knighthood, the confession of earnestly resigning from the title, not only shocked the cabinet scholars yesterday, but also shocked the minds of all the Chinese and military officials in the Hanyuan Palace today.

No, this is Jia Heng's... Really?

This is simply...the ancient sage's strength of character.

"Don't be gracious to Zu Yin, get fame and fame yourself, good ambition!" Such as the six ministers and the servants looked at each other, and a thought flashed at the same time.

This is for the history books!

As long as this Jia Heng is not too useless, no matter whether it is the imperial examination or joining the army, he must be looked down upon by the holy family, and he must be given a part-time official position, fulfilling an eternal story.

Almost most of the civil servants had this thought in their minds, even King Shui Rong of Beijing showed surprise on his face, and looked back at the King of Nan'an County, feeling inexplicably shocked.

No wonder Old Wang Nan'an reminded him not to let him talk more.

If he opened his mouth, he would undoubtedly be a buffoon.

People like Jia Heng really don't want a title, what are you waiting for replacements in such a hurry?

Look at the way you run for the Jia family?

As for Jia Zheng, who was standing in the column of Ministers of the Ministry of Industry, bowed and stood at the threshold of the main hall, listening to the letter, surprise appeared on his elegant and fair face, and he was speechless for a long time.

Because, the written statement not only mentions Jia Heng's own experience, but also mentions Jia Mu, Mrs. Rong Guotai's wife. Even in the written form, Jia Heng highly praises Jia Mu's character.

Jia Zheng's expression was complicated, and he sighed heavily from the bottom of his heart.

(End of this chapter)