The night falls and the lanterns come on.
Under Dai Quan's escort, Jia Heng carried lanterns one after another, walked out of the palace gate, and walked to a hidden corner of the palace. Jia Heng paused, turned around, and lowered his voice and said: "Eunuch Dai, , can you take a step to speak."
Dai Quan's face was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the young man opposite him shining with eyes that seemed to have something else to do, his heart moved, and he waved his hand, signaling the several internal prisoners who were following him to retreat to a distance.
The two of them walked to a secluded place.
Jia Heng said with a smile: "I have troubled my father-in-law to work hard to deliver the message again and again."
In the blink of an eye, he stuffed the exchanged ten thousand taels of silver notes into Dai Quan's hands.
Dai Quan's expression changed and he touched a thick stack of silver notes. He glanced at them and saw that they were all of large denominations. Knowing that he was getting a lot of money, a prosperous smile appeared on his face and he said: "Jia Ziyu, how can this... …How can this be so embarrassing?”
"My father-in-law took care of me earlier. This is what I should do." Jia Heng said softly.
When Dai Quan heard this, he understood. What he had done before was a request to take care of him later. He just smiled and said, "The Za family all act under the orders of the emperor. Zi Yu is too polite."
"My father-in-law is being polite," Jia Heng said.
Dai Quan smiled, and when he saw Jia Heng suddenly looked solemn, his heart moved and he said, "Is it possible that Ziyu has something to ask me for? If nothing happens, the Zajia family will feel uncomfortable accepting it."
Eunuch Dai's conduct seemed to be quite good. After receiving the money, he began to observe the behavior and solve the problem of the victim.
But in fact, it was only part of the reason. Just now, when the eunuch Quan saw Jia Heng being soothed by the emperor and several cabinet ministers, he had already developed some feelings of friendship.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "To be fair to my father-in-law, Jia Heng actually has something else to ask for."
If he just sells Dai Quan, he won't sell ten thousand taels at once.
Dai Quan was surprised and said with a smile: "Zi Yu, please tell me, if the Za family can do it, I will never refuse."
If you can do it, do it. If you can't do it, don't make it difficult for others.
Jia Heng understood this and didn't take it seriously. He raised his eyes to look at the lights of the palace in the distance and said in a clear voice: "I heard that the eldest daughter of Master Zheng, the Jia clan, has entered the palace to become a female historian? "
When Dai Quan heard this, he was startled and chuckled: "Now the queen is serving as a female official, but your Jia family wanted to gain the status of a relative and took the path of others. Why, Ziyu now wants to follow the path of the Za family?"
He secretly thought that this young man was really thoughtful. Without him, it would be useless no matter how much money Lao Xia collected.
Because the young man in brocade clothes was facing the moonlight, half of his face was obscured in the darkness. His only eyes were as bright as stars. After a moment, he said, "I want to ask my father-in-law for something."
"But your majesty is going to be happy with her?" Dai Quan said with a smile.
If you want to seek the wealth of your country and relatives, you won't be able to get rid of the little money you just had.
But he saw the young man opposite him shaking his head, Zhanran's eyes showing firmness.
"I hope my father-in-law will not allow her to be benevolent. If possible, send her out. I, the son of the Jia family, have fame and wealth, and I can take it for myself with a three-foot sword. Why use a woman to seek wealth?"
Dai Quan: "..."
Dai Quan was shocked beyond words.
Good guy, it's really unbelievable, this Jia Ziyu is simply amazing to him.
How come there are such people in the world?
Don’t seek the honor of national relatives...
Looking at Dai Quan's changing face, Jia Heng looked calm and sighed softly in his heart.
Of course he would not seek to benefit his country's relatives.
If Yuan Chunruo is named a virtuous concubine, the Jia family can be said to be a raging fire with oil and flowers blooming, but does it have anything to do with him...?
At that time, there was no need to think about the fact that some of the hateful men and women in Xifu still had their tails raised to the sky and became more and more domineering and uncontrollable.
What's more, if he comes to lead the army, once he has made great achievements, and then becomes a relative, he will do the advantages first and then the disadvantages. When the situation is complete, at that time, given Emperor Chongping's temperament, should he be more respectful or suspicious?
The benefits of co-authorship are gone, but all the risks are borne by him?
This is simply unreasonable.
Jia Heng's eyes were deep and he was thinking, "Moreover, even Yuanchun himself couldn't tell where the person was going. He cried like a human being. Thinking about it, he was not happy in his heart. If this is the case, well, the beauty of a gentleman is that he should not be named a virtuous person. It’s not worth it to exchange your youth and beauty for riches and honors for the men of the Jia family who only care about respect but have no courage. She should learn etiquette in the palace for a few years before she is released. At that time, I will find a way for her. So kissable."
He had no choice but to be a "bad guy" who did bad things once, and tried his best to find a way to mess up the matter.
Dai Quan looked at Jia Heng with complicated eyes. This eunuch with a surly temperament even felt admiration and said, "Zi Yu has lofty aspirations, and everyone admires him."
Jia Heng said: "Thank you very much, father-in-law. Please pay more attention to me."
After finalizing the matter of Yuanchun, Jia Heng also left the palace gate and was about to ride away when he met a burly general with a rough face, leading a group of soldiers with bright armor behind him.
"Feng Shibo, why are you here?" Jia Heng looked at Feng Tang, who was wearing armor and sitting upright on the horse. He said with a surprised expression, turned over and dismounted, and held his hands in greeting.
It was none other than Shenwu General Feng Tang.
Feng Tang smiled and said: "It's you, kid. Today happens to be the day when I stay in the Wei Palace. Why, are you just coming back from an interview with the Holy Spirit?"
He had also heard about the deeds of the young man in front of him in the past few days. Especially after having dinner at home, he also heard from his son that Jia Heng had successfully suppressed the bandits. He went straight to the bandit's nest and everyone was victorious. He won a big fortune.
"Shibo, I just met with the Holy Emperor and several pavilion elders." Jia Heng said with a smile.
Feng Tang smiled and said: "Okay, I heard about the battle to suppress the bandits in Cuihua Mountain. At such a young age, it is amazing. You have the demeanor of your Ningguo ancestors to lead Hua Gong."
"I don't dare to be disrespectful to Shi Bo." Jia Heng said with a smile.
Feng Tang nodded and said: "After two days, you will be free to come to my house, and we will have a good chat. I have to stay in the Wei Palace for a while, so I can't neglect it."
Jia Heng cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Uncle, you are busy."
Watching Feng Tangzhuan leave with a group of forbidden troops, Jia Heng also took a deep breath, got on his horse, and headed towards the Jia Mansion.
Just arrived at Ningrong Street and was about to ride away to Dongfu. Suddenly he looked up and saw a group of boys from Xifu holding lanterns at the end of Ningrong Street. From a distance, they saw Jia Heng coming on horseback. The boy came noisily.
The lights are bright and the figures are longing.
"Uncle Heng is back."
"It's Uncle Heng. Go and report to the old lady."
The boy shouted.
"Uncle Heng, the old lady said she would go to the West Mansion later." At this time, several lanterns came sliding over, and the maids and nuns gathered around them. There were several women and maids in the middle. One of them was a beautiful lady wearing a pomegranate skirt. But it was Ping'er, with a beautiful face and a smile, and said softly: "Uncle Heng, the old lady has prepared a meal in Rongqing Hall and has been waiting for Uncle Heng. She is preparing to celebrate Uncle Heng's victory and return."
Jia Heng frowned. He probably wanted to go to Xifu because he had something to ask, but he didn't want to go.
Seeing Jia Heng's hesitation, Ping'er sighed in his heart, a smile appeared on his bright face, he held the lantern, so close that the horse was not in front of the horse, and said: "Hey, Master Heng, please stop being so stunned. My wife has been urging me a lot, saying that I must let you come over to attend the banquet, saying that I want to help Uncle Heng clean up his dust."
Finally, someone came out of the Jia family. After thinking about it for a moment, Jia's mother decisively made a plan to win over him and sent someone to invite Jia Heng to Rongqing Hall for dinner.
And Jia Mu also has another consideration, that is, rumors that Jia Heng will not come back have spread in the house in the past few days. If this thunder is not eliminated in advance, many twists and turns may occur.
Of course, Mother Jia actually wanted to ask Jia Heng how he defeated the bandits. When she was Rong Guo's daughter-in-law, she heard Dai Shan win one battle after another.
When people get old, they always like to talk about the old days.
Jia Heng looked calm, thought for a moment, and said, "Send someone to inform my wife."
Ping'er smiled sweetly and said, "This is as it should be."
Jia Heng ignored the dust on his body and followed Ping'er towards Xifu. He dismounted and headed towards Rongqing Hall.
Rongqingtang
The lights were brightly lit, and there were crowds of people. The maids and women stood around with their hands down, not daring to show their excitement.
Jia Mu, Feng Wan and Bao Dai were all there, while Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang were also having tea.
As for Jia She and Mrs. Xing, they had already left on the pretext of something else.
Jia Mu smiled and said, "Brother Heng is a man of trouble. That day at Rongqing Hall, I felt that the spirit in him was similar to the old Duke of Dongfu. Wait. You guys also meet me, he is the leader of the clan, and unlike others, he doesn’t have so many taboos."
Sister Feng also answered with a smile and said: "At the beginning, our ancestors asked Huiyan to recognize heroes, and gave him Qingwen in the house."
Jia Mu sighed in her heart.
If he doesn't get rid of Brother Heng's anger, in the future...
Family and everything will be prosperous.
Jia Zheng stood up and said, "I guess Ziyu has seen the Holy Sage by now, why haven't you come back yet?"
After saying that, he stood up and stood under the eaves of the corridor with his hands behind his hands, looking at the lights in the distance and listening to the noise.
Jia Mu said: "Yuanyang, go and see if the dishes are cold. If they are, go and heat them up."
In fact, we had dinner in the middle of the afternoon, so everyone was sitting around, not feeling hungry or thirsty.
"Old lady, I asked Sister-in-law of the Liu family to reheat them just now." Yuanyang said with a chuckle.
Jia Mu nodded at Yuanyang, then looked at Baoyu, her face became more kind and kind, and she smiled and said: "You guys will meet me later, brothers and sisters. He is the leader of the clan. After all, he is different from others. Besides, we are married again, so that's okay." There are not so many taboos.”
Baoyu nodded and said: "What our ancestors said is that I have admired this elder brother Heng for a long time."
He also had some doubts in his heart, one about Linjiang Immortal's poem, the other about his resignation, and the third about Grandma Heng of Dongfu.
If you don’t crave fame and fortune, why do you say that you will not be grateful to your ancestors and will get fame and fame by yourself?
Why does such a pure and beautiful character insist on wallowing in fame and fortune? To be a traitor to the country?
There is one more thing that I need to ask privately. Is Grandma Heng really like what some maids and mothers-in-law in Dongfu said?
Isn't this an exaggeration from ancient books?
Tanchun picked up the tea cup on the side, closed her pink lips slightly, took a sip of the fragrant tea, raised a bright and jade face, the handsome dark eyebrows were slightly frowned, and looked at the door steadily.
Daiyu glanced aside, holding a handkerchief and smiling.
Not only Tanchun, but Sister Feng and Li Wan also had complicated eyes, looking outside and listening to the sounds in the distance.
At this moment, the voice of grandma came from outside the courtyard, with a bit of surprise: "Old lady, master, madam, Uncle Heng is here."
In Rongqing Hall, the originally quiet and even dull atmosphere suddenly came alive as if the play button had been pressed.
Jia Mu said urgently: "Quick, let him come in."
At that time, Jia Zheng had already walked to the eaves of the corridor. Looking at the young man in brocade clothes coming from the Chaoshou corridor with a lantern, his elegant face showed excitement. He walked a few steps quickly and called out: "Ziyu... "
Jia Heng heard the call, raised his eyes, nodded to Jia Zheng, cupped his hands and said, "Master Zheng."
At this time, Jia Zheng had already taken three steps and two steps at a time, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "The old lady is waiting in the room, come in quickly."
Jia Heng nodded slightly and followed Jia Zheng into the Rongqing Hall.
The young man in rich clothes and official boots fell silently on the floor paved with wool carpet. In less than a month, this was the fourth time he entered Rongguo Mansion.
But that young man who was holding his sword and holding his head high and arguing vigorously. Although it was daytime, when he looked around, his eyes were as dark as ink.
But today, the young man in rich clothes looked dull and silent. Although it was night, the lights were dim as far as he could see.
This trance-like feeling of intertwining time and space spreads out in circles in Jia Heng's heart.
Jia Heng dispersed some of the emotions in his heart, walked around a mahogany glass hibiscus screen, entered the hall, rushed to the first place, Jia Mu, and saluted, "Heng, I have met the old lady."
Jia Mu had already stood up with the support of Yuanyang. She stared at the young man with a calm face. The old face was full of complex colors. Her lips moved and she said: "Brother Heng, sit down, sit down. You haven't eaten yet. Hurry up." sit."
Sister Feng smiled and joked: "The old lady was saying just now, don't let the food get cold, it was reheated twice."
A burst of good-natured laughter suddenly sounded in Rongqing Hall.
Jia Heng looked at this "warm" scene of laughter and laughter. If he hadn't lost his memory, he would have been moved by Jia Mu's sincere words like "Are you Ruzhen? Haven't you eaten yet? The food in the kitchen is hot." My nose was sore and my eyes filled with tears.
But alas, it didn't happen. There was no fluctuation in his heart and he didn't want to laugh.
Just treat it as normal.
Jia Heng nodded to Jia Mu, sat down on the nanmu chair next to the round table, straightened his official uniform, and said calmly: "Fang Fang is so busy. He came back from the palace and did not eat. I miss you, Mrs. Lao."
In the distance, Daiyu pursed her lips towards Tanchun, as if to say, Uncle Heng has a very cold temperament, making it difficult for people to get close to him.
Tanchun looked at Jia Heng without moving his gaze.
The feelings of a girl are always poetry, and sometimes it is difficult to say that they are infatuation and love, but a kind of youthful longing.
But the precocious Daiyu is always joking, which makes Tanchun's eyes look a little strange.
In fact, not only Tanchun, but also all the eyes of Rongqingtang stayed on Jia Heng's face. However, the young man's face was straight and stern, and his eyes were as sharp and bright as before, but he was not domineering.
Seeing this, Jia Mu smiled softly, sighing in her heart, pointing to Baoyu beside her, and said with a smile: "Brother Heng, these are the brothers and sisters in Xifu. As the head of the Jia clan, you have to recognize them." , this is Baoyu, the evil root of my place..."
As he said that, he just laughed to himself.
Sister Feng on the side had a smile on her beautiful and familiar face and said: "My ancestors, don't say that. Baoyu is now older and knows how to read. Just now I saw him holding the book of Three Kingdoms... ...I kept looking there and forgot to eat. In two years, when I am older, I will be able to make contributions outside like Uncle Heng."
Jia Zheng: "..."
Mrs. Wang frowned, and a suspicion arose in her heart. She had some doubts, was her niece, who was impeccable in speaking and doing things, mocking Baoyu?
Step on a handful of them?
But the words that followed were not very similar.
Also, Baoyu is still young, and when he gets older, he may not be able to say that his nephew is like his uncle, just like his uncle.
On this side of the room, Jia Heng nodded to Jia Mu and Feng Wan, but looked at Baoyu... Daiyu on the side.
The face was as beautiful as the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The last time he entered the Rongqing Hall, he glanced at it from a distance and had seen it before. The big round face suddenly occupied the center of his field of vision, and he, who had outstanding eyesight, saw it clearly.
On the contrary, it was Daiyu who covered her face with a handkerchief all day long and didn't see it.
