Seeing the change in Jia She's expression, Wang Shuirong of Beijing said: "Shibo, if you go to invite Jia Ziyu, he should not be too arrogant and domineering with his virtues."
Jia She's face turned green and red. For a moment, all kinds of negative emotions were intertwined in his heart. Going to talk to the old lady to talk to him?
But how to tell the difference?
Is it possible to ask the old lady to invite Jia Heng's son to return home?
Then he will be drowned in saliva...
The smile on Niu Jizong's face disappeared, and he said solemnly: "As the art of war says, if you want to take something first, you must give it first. Shibo might as well tolerate this person for once. A gentleman will take revenge. It is not too late in ten years."
A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years; a villain's revenge is from morning to night.
Jia She's face was slumped and he said angrily: "I will tolerate him just this once!"
Not mentioning how Jia She "submitted" in the Rongguo Mansion, he said that Jia Heng followed Xia Houying into the Jinyang Princess Mansion. It was the afternoon and he came to the attic again.
Lianxue, the personal maid of Princess Jinyang, stood under the eaves of the corridor, looking at the young man opposite with a somewhat complicated look.
"She has already learned about the resignation from Her Royal Highness the Princess, and now everyone in the Han Dynasty is reciting this young man's "courtesy" act.
It's just that if a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. Such a great reputation now will also be a burden in the future.
Jia Heng greeted Lianxue and said, "Miss Lianxue, I haven't seen you for a while."
Lianxue Yurong paused slightly, nodded to Jia Heng, and said in a clear voice: "Mr. Jia, His Highness is waiting for you inside."
With that said, he led Xia Houying and Jia Heng towards the inner room.
The eldest princess of Jinyang was leaning on a cloud couch. This beautiful woman with graceful bearing and soft face was wearing a light red low-cut dress, with graceful temples and glittering butterfly gold hairpin. She smiled sweetly and said: "Mr. Xiao Jia" , are you alright?"
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I don't know whether this beautiful woman has read too many ancient books or is in a good mood at the moment, so she deliberately teases Jia Heng.
Jia Heng nodded, and quickly withdrew his gaze from the mountains and valleys, cupping his hands and saying, "Your Highness Jinyang."
On the small table next to her, the girl just snorted and gave Jia Heng a cold look.
The eldest princess of Jinyang sat upright and said softly: "Mr. Xiao Jia, the emperor has announced Mr. Jia's resignation this morning. The imperial edict has been issued both at home and abroad. I think there will be an edict soon." Pass it to the house."
Jia Heng sighed and said: "Fei Heng rejected the emperor's wishes out of ignorance, just..."
"Mr. Xiao Jia, there is no need to explain. I know Mr. Xiao Jia's magnanimous heart." Princess Jinyang smiled softly, with ripples in her beautiful eyes.
Jia Heng said: "I wonder what the Holy Father's will is?"
Although he got a promise from Emperor Chongping yesterday, he couldn't say exactly how Emperor Chongping would operate it.
The eldest princess of Jinyang said: "I won't tell you what the decree is until later, but it doesn't hurt to tell you. As soon as your statement came out, everyone in the civil and military circles praised it. After the emperor originally showed mercy to the hero, he couldn't bear to lose his title. People offered incense, so they were caught in the dilemma of cleaning up. Fortunately, at this time, Jia Zheng of the Rongguo Mansion asked you to inherit the incense and become the leader of the Jia clan, so the emperor agreed naturally. "
Jia Heng was silent for a moment.
He originally thought that he could break away from the Jia clan, but in all calculations, he missed Jia Zheng.
Considering Jia Zheng's character and being above the imperial court, it is not surprising that he would say this.
"Furthermore, the Jia clan has gained a bad reputation due to the removal of their membership. It seems that the current way to break the situation is to invite me back to serve as a memorial memorial in order to clear away the stigma."
When Jia Heng thought about this, he couldn't help but secretly sigh at the tricks of fate.
But now is not the time to blame others, but to start thinking about the impact.
If he was asked to be the leader of the Jia clan, he obviously could not resign. Otherwise, he would have made a "harmony between generals and prime ministers", but he did not appear because of Lin Xiangru's "narrow-mindedness." Wouldn't this be shocking?
"So, I can't refuse this time. It's honor and grace for me to lead the sacrifice with a small sect and offer incense to my ancestors. If I refuse again, it will appear hypocritical."
To put it bluntly, this is determined by the patriarchal system and etiquette of this era.
You don’t need a title, but if you are asked to preside over the sacrifices to ancestors, and you are a member of the Rongguo Kingdom, if you refuse, then you will be fine.
"Then we need to consider the situation after taking over Ningguo. If I am the leader of the clan, Ningguo's problems..." Jia Heng's mind was spinning, and he had some calculations.
He has always planned before taking action. Since he knew that this matter could not be avoided, he could only deal with it actively.
On the other side, seeing Jia Heng deep in thought, the eldest princess of Jinyang did not disturb her. She just waited quietly. Seeing that Jia Heng had returned to his thoughts, she warned him: "Mr. Jia, this is the grace of the emperor, the expectations of the ministers, and The Jia family’s repentance can no longer be denied.”
Obviously, he was afraid that Jia Heng would decline again and the whole "dispute between large and small sects" would raise questions about the legal status of Emperor Chongping, and he would really be desperate.
Jia Heng looked at Princess Jinyang gratefully and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness."
The eldest princess of Jinyang chuckled and said: "Okay, let's forget about it now. The first volume of your Three Kingdoms manuscript has been published and printed. The book will be laid out in Hanmozhai's store in Shenjing tomorrow. In time, it will be available in all provinces. Mr. Xiao Jia’s books, then it will be true that no one in the world knows you."
Jia Heng said: "It depends on His Highness's strength."
To put it bluntly, if he had chosen the imperial engravings mentioned by Song Yuan, he would have gained 100% of the profit, but he would not have had the benefit of such channels.
Although he now shares a 50-50 share with the eldest princess of Jinyang, he can market the manuscript of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in the provinces of the Han Dynasty. Overall, he has made a profit.
Looking at the eldest princess of Jinyang now, I can't help but sigh. This beautiful woman has a kind heart and a beautiful person. It's just a pity that she had a bad marriage. She was a widow at a young age and raised a young daughter to grow up.
With this thought in mind, there was a bit of "love" in Jia Heng's eyes. In an instant, he was captured by the eldest princess of Jinyang. The beautiful woman's soft and gentle jade face paused, and a feeling arose in her heart. Something weird.
That young man looked at her with that look?
Regardless of her age, she can be his mother-in-law.
Alas, it's just Chanyue...
As for the little princess Li Chanyue who was sitting next to her, her bright eyes widened and she felt a surge of anger in her heart, "The fox's tail is indeed exposed!"
She knew that her mother was extremely beautiful and pure, and that no man would be tempted by her.
Jia Heng quickly retracted the "content" in his eyes, picked up the tea beside him and took a sip.
Looking at Jia Heng who was drinking tea to cover up his guilty conscience, the eldest princess of Jinyang Fangxin also found it very interesting, but the smile on her soft and beautiful face did not diminish and she said: "Mr. I am very curious about how to get rid of Dong Zhuo. I wonder what state of mind my husband was in at the beginning. Is this the story in the book? And what is the final outcome of Lu Bu and Diao Chan?"
Jia Heng quickly put down the tea cup and said: "There is no such story in the history books, it is just Heng's idea."
The eldest princess of Jinyang said: "Oh, sir, in the following article, what happened to Lu Bu and Diao Chan?"
Jia Heng said: "Lu Bu died at Baimen Tower in Xuzhou. As for Diao Chan, I haven't written much about it later. In troubled times, the fate of women is miserable. There is nothing to remember."
When Princess Jinyang heard this, she was also silent for a moment.
"The Book of Songs says that there is no beginning for a long time, and there is an end for a long time. Even if Lu Bu is not dead, I think he will come with his lustful temperament..." When Jia Heng said this, he saw the graceful appearance of the eldest princess of Jinyang, and his heart moved slightly, and then stopped. Word.
"There is no beginning, and there is an end. It's true what Mr. Jinyang said." The eldest princess of Jinyang didn't know what she thought of. She sighed faintly, and looked at Jia Heng with her bright eyes in despair, maybe not at Jia Heng. Instead, he was absent-mindedly recalling the past.
Seeing the woman with a face as beautiful as a flower, with a confused expression, Jia Heng was silent for a moment, but also felt something in his heart, and said softly: "If life is just like the first time we met, why is it that the autumn wind is so sad and painted on the fan, it is so easy to change the old heart, but talk about the old friend?" The heart is fickle.”
Hearing this, the eldest princess of Jinyang looked at the young man with her beautiful eyes like water, her heart trembling, her mouth opened slightly, and she said softly: "Mr. Xiao Jia's words...is this a new work?"
Jia Heng said: "I just recited it casually and felt emotional for a moment."
He just saw Princess Jinyang's eyes were confused and sighed casually without any other intention.
The eldest princess of Jinyang's crystal jade face was slightly blushing, her beautiful eyes looked at the young man in the distance with complicated eyes, and asked: "But you did it for me?"
Jia Heng was stunned for a moment and said, "His Highness said yes, so be it."
Whatever he said now would be suspected of teasing the widow, so he had better remain silent.
On the side, Li Chanyue, Princess of Qinghe, bit her lips lightly. Under her beautiful eyebrows, her bright eyes were filled with coldness. What a good Jia Heng!
The eldest princess of Jinyang, with her beautiful eyes as bright as water, said in a clear voice: "Mr. Jia, can you please write down this word just now so that I can appreciate it in my spare time?"
Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "It's all right."
"Lianxue, go get some paper and pen." Princess Jinyang ordered.
Jia Heng took the pen and paper and started writing on the rice paper, with Lianxue serving the pen and ink at the side.
"Mulan Ci·An ancient Juejue Ci is a gift to a friend: "If life is just like the first meeting, what's the point of the sad autumn wind painting a fan... How can I be lucky enough to be a man in brocade, and I will be willing to join the branches on the same day."
When Jia Heng finished writing, Lian Xue's clear eyes suddenly burst into tears as she looked at Jia Heng aside.
Jia Heng's expression paused slightly. He seemed to have underestimated the lethality of such exquisite poems on young literary girls.
In contrast, the eldest princess of Jinyang just behaved like a lady, dignified and generous.
The eldest princess of Jinyang was also holding rice paper at this moment, chanting longingly.
Xia Houying on the side frowned Yingxiu. She thought this word was just... so-so.
Compared with Jia Heng's previous work "Linjiang Immortal", it is far behind.
Qinghe Princess Li Chanyue's little face was covered with a layer of frost, and she could no longer hide her worries. She stood up and walked to her mother's side. She stared at the rice paper and saw that Liu Ye's eyebrows were frowning and her bright eyes showed something strange. color.
Even if she didn't want to admit it, she still had to say that Jia Heng's poem... no wonder her mother felt pity.
Because of a poem about drinking water, the eldest princess of Jinyang and Lianxue felt uneasy and were speechless for a long time.
Li Chanyue thought for a while and said quickly: "Mother, it's getting late. We should enter the palace, otherwise we will be late."
The eldest princess of Jinyang smiled softly and rubbed the air bangs on the little princess's forehead. Didn't she know what her daughter was thinking, but this child was quite lenient about adult matters.
Seeing this, Jia Heng stood up and left knowingly.
Princess Jinyang said softly: "Lianxue, go see Mr. Jia off."
Lianxue nodded and responded, looking at Jia Heng with a faint look, and said: "Master Jia, let's go."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Thank you."
