Zhen Mansion is a courtyard regulated by the Duke's Mansion.
Perhaps it was because of the words of the then emperor that "a holy lady is better than a duke", the Ministry of Industry built this mansion according to the Duke's mansion.
The reason for building this courtyard is to honor the holy lady.
To be honest, apart from Mrs. Feng Sheng herself, the fact that the Zhen family moved in was called Tuoyue. But Mrs. Feng Sheng brought the Zhen family in because she wanted to enjoy family happiness.
It wasn't until Zhen Yingjia moved to the right to become the president of Tirenyuan, an official of the fifth rank, but because he had the intention of being an imperial envoy and could be ranked alongside the first-rank governor, the Zhen family was barely qualified to live in this mansion.
In those years, Mrs. Zhen's family status was like that of a son-in-law.
The front yard is still built in a regular and standard style. At most, the screen wall is more ornate.
After entering Yimen, the feeling is different.
The flowers and plants in the yard are in full bloom, including gardenia, jasmine, oleander, magnolia...
Flowers bloom.
"Grand Governor, all the flowers in the courtyard are in season. Except for the ones on the trees, everything in the flower pots will be moved back to the greenhouse, and then the flowers in season will be moved out..."
Zhen Yingjia was half a body behind Jia Hui and introduced to him the various furnishings of the Zhen Mansion.
Jia Hui followed Zhen Yingjia's introduction with great interest.
If the decoration style of Rongguo Mansion is dignified and majestic, then the style of Zhen Mansion is exquisite and luxurious.
After passing through the Neiyi Gate and bypassing the screen wall, Jia Hui appeared in front of a main house that was shaped like the Hall of Rongxi, but the slope of the roof was larger than that of the Hall of Rongxi.
There were bursts of whispers in the main hall. The maid on duty outside the door saw her master walking towards the main hall with a tall man, and quickly opened the curtain and shouted inside:
"Old lady, several ladies, and the gentlemen are here with their people!"
The women in the room quickly stopped communicating, quickly adjusted their clothes and sitting postures, and sat elegantly and dignifiedly in their seats. A few young ones also hid in the back room with serious faces, but they still peeked through from time to time. Gao Gao looked towards the door.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and soon, the people in the room felt the pressure brought by that strong body through the door curtain.
"Slave, slave..."
The maid outside the door originally wanted to greet the gentlemen, but when she saw the man carrying a knife who was two heads taller than her, the absolute height difference brought about the oppression that made the usually eloquent little maid say anything at once. He didn't say anything, so he had to duck to the side of the main entrance, perform a blessing ceremony and bow down.
A strong man over six feet tall and carrying a knife walked in, which shocked the ladies in the room. They had never seen a man over six feet tall.
The most important thing is, why does he have such a strange sword hanging on his waist? Why is it curved?
The young ladies hiding in the back hall were a little confused.
"Didn't I say that all gentlemen carry swords?"
"Aren't all swords straight? I saw it in the master's study!"
"That should be called a knife, right?"
"Knife? Aren't knives also straight?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Those are the scimitars carried by military attaches!"
"Sister, you know so much..."
The young ladies were whispering to each other.
In fact, the Zhen family's nursing staff have knives in their hands, but they only operate in the front yard and back door, and the young ladies cannot see them at all.
The only knives that are accessible are paper knives, but these knives are all straight, which is a new thing to see today.
Jia Hui stood in the center, looking at the kind old lady in front of him, and couldn't help but think of his grandmother.
"Junior Jia Hui, pay homage to the old lady!" Jia Hui lifted up her robe and knelt down to salute.
On the one hand, the old lady is indeed an old relative of the Jia family, and there is no problem in kneeling down to the serious elders.
Furthermore, the emperor once called the old lady "my old lady". With the exception of the emperor and his wife, she could accept the kneeling of all the younger generations with peace of mind.
Who makes me the emperor's wet nurse and savior!
"Okay, good boy, come on, get up quickly and let the old lady take a good look at you!" The old lady asked Jia Hui to come to her side with excitement, and Jia Hui squatted down.
The old lady put her hands on Jia Hui's face and looked at it carefully.
"It looks like it, it really looks like it, especially the oval face, it looks very much like Uncle Yuan when he was young..." The old lady looked at Jia Hui's face and fell into memories...
Jia Hui was also thinking about the old lady's information in his mind.
The old lady's husband, Grand Duke Zhen, was Jia Yuan's nephew according to his seniority, but he was 14 years older than Jia Daishan, one or two years older than Jia Daihua of Ningguo Mansion, and seventeen years older than the emperor.
The old lady became the emperor's wet nurse, and the emperor and Jia Daishan were equals...
In other words, the emperor who regarded the old lady as "my old man" was technically the nephew of his old brother Jia Daishan. In other words, Jia Hui himself was the same generation as the emperor, and suddenly became the father of his good brother Chen Jingyuan. …
However, these are all ranked according to the seniority of the old lady. In fact, the seniority of the nobles and the royal family had been determined in the early years of the dynasty. The prince was the same generation as the first Duke Ning Rong.
Forget it, seniority is a very troublesome thing, let's discuss it on our own terms...
After cleaning up the mess in his mind, Jia Hui raised his head and looked at the old lady curiously to satisfy the old lady's desire to talk.
In fact, Jia Hui is also very curious.
"Melon-seed face...my great-grandfather?" Jia Hui was the first to raise the topic.
In fact, he always thought that the round face was the ancestral style of the Jia family, and his oval face was completely inherited from his mother.
After all, the portrait in the ancestral hall was painted by the old man when he was very old. His face was drooped, and it was hard to tell what his face shape was.
"Yes, Grandpa You looks exactly the same as you, except for the eyebrows... they are not as sharp as yours. Uncle Yuan has Liu Yemei, and yours is Jianmei..."
"Probably, my eyebrows were kissed by my mother..."
"Hehehe...your mother...
Back then, the old woman returned to the capital and was going to Rongguo Mansion to visit your grandparents. It happened that you were born, and by the way, she drank your full moon wine!
Old lady, remember, your mother is Brother She's maid, right? What's her name Dong...Dong...Dongmei? "
"Old lady, my mother's name is coltsfoot, Yuan coltsfoot, not winter plum. The flowers are all wrong..."
The grandfather and grandson started chatting as if no one was watching, unaware that there was a row of ladies from the Zhen family on the right who had never said hello.
Zhen Yingjia's wife, who was sitting on the right hand side, winked at Zhen Yingjia, and Mr. Zhen understood.
"Cough...cough!"
Zhen Yingjia cleared her throat.
The old lady also heard her son's cough and reacted immediately.
"Oh, look, the old lady is also confused. She forgot to introduce you to Brother Hui. The person sitting in the first place is your uncle Ying Jia's wife, your third aunt."
Neither Zhen Yingjia's two brothers lived past the age of twelve.
"I've met the third aunt."
Jia Hui bowed lightly.
Mrs. Zhen San suppressed her anger when she saw that Jia Hui did not bow to her juniors at all, but she still nodded with a smile.
What a piece of shit! X2
You deserve to be saluted by me! / You simply don’t take me seriously!
The more I look at this piece of shit, the more disgusting it becomes! X2
The last time Jia Hui met someone who made him feel strongly uncomfortable since the first meeting was his second aunt Wang.
The old lady saw all this but said nothing.
Then he took Jia Hui's hand and introduced several other ladies to him, and then Jia Hui formally took his seat.
Zhen Yingjia wanted to sit on the chair on the right as usual, but Jia Hui had already sat down naturally.
Zhen Yingjia's legs stiffened and she wanted to say something, but she still resigned herself to her fate and sat on the front seat on the left side.
The entire main hall fell into silence.
Mrs. Zhen San, who is used to being the master of people in Jinling City, can't bear it anymore. You, a junior and a bastard, dare to take the position of the master of Zhen Mansion!
This is Zhen Mansion, not your military camp!
"Haha, Brother Hui, what we are doing now is all from our own family, and these elders are here..." I am worried that Jia Hui, a reckless man, might get angry out of shame and get angry and hurt others. Mrs. Zhen San still planned to be more tactful.
"Well, this junior has always made a distinction between public and private matters. What's wrong?"
Jia Hui looked at the third lady with confusion.
"Then... look at this seat..." The third lady continued with an embarrassed look on her face, while gesturing Jia Hui to look at Zhen Yingjia with her eyes, completely unaware that Zhen Yingjia was exaggeratingly hinting to his wife to stop talking!
It’s not that she didn’t pay attention at all, but in the eyes of the third lady, this was the master encouraging her to keep talking! He just glanced at it and continued to look at Jia Hui.
Now that we have said this, any sensible person should stand up and change seats with a look of sudden realization, right? Go away quickly! ! !
Jia Hui and the third lady looked at each other, then looked around, and then looked at the third lady again with a puzzled look on their faces.
"My nephew doesn't understand what Third Aunt said. The seats are very good and everyone can sit there without any problem..."
It turns out you knew it was a matter of seating arrangements! You deliberately!
It's been a long time since anyone dared to go against him, and even the old lady rarely interfered with her arrangements!
I am so angry! !
Anger blinded the third lady's reason. She slammed the table and pointed at Jia Hui and cursed:
“Then why don’t you get out of the way for your cousin!
You, a junior, are worthy of sitting on the main seat?
Do you really think that being a governor or a general can turn against Tiangang?
Is this how the Jia family taught you? Where do you like to sit when you go to other people’s homes?
Let me tell you, there are rules! This is the Zhen family, not your Jia family! "
For a moment, there was silence in the lobby, and even the young ladies in the back hall covered their mouths with handkerchiefs in surprise.
Jia Hui was also stunned for a moment.
Didn't Tan Ji's information say that the mistress of the Zhen family was very scheming? That's it? Have you eaten too much brain fragments?
What followed was a surge of anger!
"presumptuous!"
Jia Hui, who was afraid of scaring the old lady into falling ill, did not choose to roar out, but glared angrily, his voice as deep as a tiger's roar, as if it were an evil tiger that lusted after humans.
Everyone seemed to be targeted by a tiger, and they were too scared to move.
The old lady on the side did not change her expression. She had seen many such murderous generals in her life. It seemed that Jia Hui had no intention of killing anyone. She just wanted to let the Zhen family who had already floated into the sky see the real What does it look like to be a powerful person who uses force to become an official?
"If the two families were not close relatives, you, a fifth-grade Yiren, would not be worthy of entering the gate of my Duke's Mansion in Dunhuang even in the capital!"
Jia Hui spoke very slowly, but every word hit the chests of everyone present.
Even the fifth child of the Zhen family, who made arrogant remarks last night and wanted to show off with Jia Hui, was like a sick cat, sitting on the chair and not daring to move.
The title "Five-Rank Yiren" was like a sharp knife that pierced through the false prosperity of the Zhen family and brought reality back to them bloody.
So what if the official position of Jiangnan Weaving is powerful enough to be equal to that of the Governor? After all, he was just a fifth-rank petty official, with four of them following Jia Hui alone. This was already the highest official position for a male member of the Zhen family.
Snapped!
Suddenly there was a fully unfolded folding fan in Jia Hui's hand, covering Jia Hui's angry face. He suddenly took it back, and Jia Hui's smiling face reappeared in front of everyone, as if nothing just happened.
With just one sentence, more than a dozen members of the Zhen family, including men, women and children, became silent for me.
Originally, I wanted to get rid of the Zhen family's anger.
Again, Jiangnan Zhizao, the president of Tirenyuan, is famous for his low position and power. Even the local governor and governor have to listen to Jiangnan Zhizao's suggestions. If you let them hate you, there are many ways to make it difficult for you.
I just didn't expect that these people's hearts were so fragile, and their hearts collapsed in just one sentence.
I even asked Jia Yucun to write down various counterattack techniques in case there was to be a quarrel!
"A certain family thinks they have achieved the greatest degree of separation between public and private affairs. I have called you third cousin and third aunt. What else do you want?
Why does Third Aunt think that I, a top-ranking Duke, a first-rank Commander-in-Chief of the Left Army, and a first-rank Grand Sima General, want to sit below you? "
Here comes the first chapter!
I went to the insurance company in the afternoon, and it turned out that every Monday their company's computer would get stuck in a mess, and even disconnect from the Internet!
I had no choice but to spend the whole afternoon at the insurance company and it took me two hours to complete the business.
I'll try my best to write the second update. If it's fast, it'll be around three o'clock. If it's slow, it'll be around 12 noon.
(End of chapter)
