In the attic
Hearing Jia Heng's comfort, Princess Jinyang felt relieved at first, then gave Jia Heng an angry look and said, "You treat me like a child."
Jia Heng hugged the plump and sweet-smelling beauty, his face paused, he calmed down, and asked: "Your Highness, why is Prince Zhongshun so trusted by the Holy One?"
The eldest princess of Jinyang felt the heat coming from her ears, suppressed the shyness and joy in her heart, her beautiful eyes showed the color of memories, and said: "When the imperial brother was still in the dormitory and was King Yong, he and Prince Zhongshun The relationship is acceptable, and after the emperor's brother succeeds to the throne, he will be treated somewhat favorably. Kuang Tian's family also needs a loving father and a filial son, and respectful brothers, friends, and brothers. Otherwise, how will the world see it?"
To put it bluntly, it is to build an archway, otherwise the Chen Han royal family will be embarrassed.
As the eldest princess of Jinyang spoke, she turned around with her hibiscus jade face and said solemnly: "You know what happened back then, right?"
"I know a little bit, but I definitely don't know the specific details as well as you, the person involved." Jia Heng spoke softly, holding the two peach blossom petals again.
Without him, the suddenly serious Yu Jie made him angry and always wanted to bully her.
"Hmm~"
Princess Jinyang snorted and closed her eyes slightly.
After a long time, the lips parted, and the winter afternoon sun shone through the window, shining on a sparkling silk thread. The beautiful eyes painted with red eye shadow were still narrowed, as if they were reminiscing and intoxicated with the fiery entanglement just now.
The pearl necklace on the beauty's neck once again showed its full face to Jia Heng. In its whiteness and richness, it was admired by Jia Heng's palm.
The necklace turned over and over the mountains, rolling over the soft fragrance all the way.
Until the two fingers in the food touch the bud, gently close it and slowly twist it.
The beauty's delicate body trembled violently. Under the willow leaves' slender eyebrows, a pair of watery eyes opened. She was angry and broke away, "Don't... don't make trouble."
Xian Xian Rou Ti grabbed Jia Heng's hand and said angrily: "You are a scoundrel, I won't allow you to be frivolous with me."
When Jia Heng heard this, he had no choice but to stop and wait for the opportunity to act.
He thought the eldest princess of Jinyang was quite interesting. She was obviously the mother of a child, but her body's instinctive resistance reaction was still like that of an untouched young girl.
It's just... a headache.
As a result, he couldn't grasp what the beauty was thinking.
You can only climb mountains, but you are not allowed to cross rivers.
This is a bit painful for him, Mr. Jia, with his head as big as a bucket and his heart burning like a prairie fire.
At this time, the beauty played with Jia Heng's hands in her palms, and compared the size of the two palms, one fair and tough, the other delicate and slender.
Well, it’s a bit funny to say that Jia Heng’s hands are a little smaller than the eldest princess’s.
When the eldest princess of Jinyang saw this scene, a smile appeared on her beautiful and charming hibiscus face, and she couldn't help laughing.
As the flower branches trembled slightly, the mature and bright charm between the eyebrows and eyes gradually overflowed. Dan's lips opened slightly and he smiled: "Your hands are smaller than my own."
At the end of the sentence, the beady voice was a little trembling. It was just such hands that could exert their most frivolous power.
"Who said His Highness is too big?" Jia Heng echoed, making a pun.
Feeling the heat of thought coming from her earlobes again, the eldest princess of Jinyang suppressed the trembling in her delicate body and said angrily: "You are not a good person."
When two men and women are together, talking and talking, it is easy for them to get sidetracked.
My ears and temples rubbed together, and they felt crooked for a while.
Although he didn't really get to that point in the end, it still allowed Jia Heng to fulfill his verbal and physical desires.
Until, the beauty gasped lightly, tightly grasped Jia Heng's hand, and broke away, clearly feeling the heat coming from under her skirt.
Her heart was throbbing, her jade face was flushed, and she said angrily: "I'm talking to you about business, but you're... dishonest. I'll see you later when Chan Yue comes up, so hurry up and look at the book first."
Jia Heng could only suppress his anger first, let go of the beauty, turned sideways, took the book and flipped through it, looked at it for a while, nodded and said: "It's not bad, you should be more careful lately, I will go to Beijing Camp soon." Training."
The eldest princess of Jinyang was arranging her clothes at this time, and said: "Rerecting the affairs of the capital camp?"
Jia Heng was about to speak when he heard Lingxue's voice coming from below, "Princess, Your Highness is on the second floor."
"Chanyue is here." The eldest princess of Jinyang narrowed her eyebrows and said with a trace of panic on her face: "Don't let her get the clues."
Jia Heng nodded, his face calmed down, and he said loudly: "Your Highness, I have read the books. They are complete and complete, and there are no mistakes."
He now felt that he and Princess Jinyang were having an affair.
When I have time, I really need to have a good chat with Qinghe Princess Li Chanyue. What on earth is going on with this little girl who has been blocking her mother from pursuing happiness?
After that, accompanied by a burst of light footsteps coming from far and near, Qinghe Princess Li Chanyue went up to the second floor and took a look at the two people who were sitting upright. There seemed to be a bit of suspicion on their beautiful and beautiful melon-seed faces. He said in a voice: "Mother, cousin and the others have gone back."
With that said, he came closer, looked at the book in Jia Heng's hand, and asked curiously: "What is Mr. Jia looking at?"
In fact, I heard it just now and it was a deliberate question.
Jia Heng said: "His Highness just asked me to see the account books of the store below Huiheng Chamber of Commerce."
Fortunately, at this moment, there is no way out.
"Oh." Li Chanyue said softly and remained silent.
The eldest princess of Jinyang nodded and said with a smile: "Chanyue, why don't you take a nap?"
Li Chanyue glanced at Jia Heng, who was flipping through the book, and said softly: "I'm not very sleepy. I was worried that my mother would be bored alone, so I came over to accompany my mother. I also found a book to read. Mother, you don't have to worry about me, just care about me." Talk to Mr. Jia.”
As he spoke, he picked up a book, found a chair nearby, and read quietly.
Jia Heng: "..."
Why did he feel that the little princess had noticed something fishy and came here specifically to keep an eye on him and Princess Jinyang?
Of course, it's more likely to be some kind of intuition.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the eldest princess of Jinyang, and saw that the beauty's charming eyes were full of smiles, and she seemed to find Jia Heng's speechless expression really interesting.
Seeing this, Jia Heng talked for a while. Seeing that the little princess was always "cooking" at the side, Jia Heng had no choice but to leave.
To the little princess, he could only say that there would always be times when he couldn't keep an eye on her.
After leaving the eldest princess's residence, Jia Heng took a deep breath and mounted his horse. He wanted to supervise the training of soldiers at Guoyong camp, but he looked up at the sky and thought that there was not enough time, so he gave up the idea.
He turned to Ningrong Street, planning to return to Ning Mansion, and then asked Qu Lang to help him ask about King Zhongshun.
Just driving the horse to Rongguo Mansion, I was suddenly startled. Under the corner near the stone lion in front of the Rong Mansion, squatting in the cage was a woman over sixty years old and with gray hair. She was leading a woman wearing a cotton-padded jacket and holding half a piece of meat in her hand. A sweet little child.
Hearing the sound of horse hooves, the old lady stood up astride the basket and looked over.
On the other side, the shy servant in front of Rongguo Mansion saw Jia Heng with a flattering smile on his face and said, "Uncle Heng?"
Jia Heng nodded and asked, "Who is this old man? Why are you squatting in the corner?"
In fact, I already had some guesses in my mind. Apart from Grandma Liu and her grandson Ban'er, no one else was wearing this outfit.
"Jia Baoyu had his first taste of love. As soon as Grandma Liu entered the Rongguo Mansion, I strangled Baoyu in the cradle during the plum blossom viewing season yesterday, so Grandma Liu continued to look at her this time." Jia Heng looked deeply, thinking. With.
Just when the servant opened his mouth to turn back, a woman from the Zhou Rui family quickly walked out of the Rong Mansion. She smiled and said, "Uncle Heng, this is Grandma Liu, Second Mistress Lian's relative."
Jia Heng nodded, glanced at Grandma Liu, nodded at her, looked a little gentler, and asked: "It's such a cold day, why don't you let this old man wait in the corner gate room?"
Zhou Rui's family turned to look at the servant and said with a cold face: "What is Uncle Heng asking you?"
The servant: "..."
Grandma Liu smiled and said: "Thank you for taking care of me, let the children make trouble, so as not to cause any trouble to your house."
"Old man, please go in quickly. It's cold outside." Jia Heng nodded and was about to ride away.
Zhou Rui's family member suddenly smiled and said: "Uncle, stay here. Just now, my aunt and wife went to Dongfu to look for uncle. They said they had prepared a small banquet to thank him for sending me the day before yesterday. But I couldn't find anyone in Dongfu. If uncle is free now, Are you going to visit your aunt?"
Yesterday, Xue Pan was idle and did not return until late.
Aunt Xue couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so she thought about it and decided that it would be better to send her son to a family school. At the same time, she also made some insinuations about helping the Jingzhong store with the accounting.
When Jia Heng heard this, his expression paused and he said thoughtfully: "I'll go over and take a look."
It was better not to be too rude among relatives, so he got off his horse, threw it to the servant of Rong Mansion, and walked straight inside.
Zhou Rui's family also smiled and said: "Grandma, follow me in quickly."
"Alas." Grandma Liu glanced at the young dignitary who disappeared at the end of the corridor, and said with a smile: "Who is this uncle Heng in the mansion?"
Brother, sister, are all titles for young gentlemen and young ladies.
Zhou Rui's family, with a false and delicate smile on his fair face, chuckled and said: "Look what you always said, who is this brother? He is Uncle Heng of the East Mansion. He is an official in the outer dynasty. He is from the East and West Mansion. The patriarch of the clan."
Grandma Liu said with a smile: "Hey, hey, this is a very noble man. I just looked at him who spoke very kindly. He is not very old, but I am blind."
Zhou Rui's family smiled and thought to himself, "Young is not old, but kind?"
When you didn't see how powerful he was, who in these two houses, except the old lady and Mr. Zheng, had not been reprimanded by him?
Not mentioning how Grandma Liu went to see Sister Feng, she said that outside the west gate of Shenjing City, in the Muni Courtyard——
It was the ninth winter, and in the backyard of the slightly dilapidated temple, amid the pines and cypresses, stood an inconspicuous Zen room.
The scent of herbal medicine and sandalwood are intertwined and mixed. The surrounding decoration is simple, and outside the windows covered with white paper, the cold wind is noisy, and the coldness rushes in through the gaps in the doors and windows.
A graceful girl wearing a moon-white monk's robe lay in front of a hospital bed with plain curtains and copper hooks, staring at the dying old nun lying on the bed.
The girl was flawless, with a look of sadness on her pretty face. Her bright eyes under the willow-leaf eyebrows had a hint of tears, and she called out: "Master."
"Miaoyu, don't be sad. The Buddha said, I wish to pass away and get rid of the stain of desire. This is also my teacher's wish... But after all, my teacher has not practiced enough, and I still can't let you go. What will you do after my teacher passes away? What should we do?" The old nun lying on the bed stretched out his hand to caress Miaoyu's face and said softly.
Miaoyu brought her face close to her face and felt the coldness of her fingertips. Knowing that her vitality was draining away, her heart couldn't help but feel even sadder. She said in a trembling voice, "Master, I plan to take Master back to his hometown to live in peace."
The old nun's voice was weak and he was short of energy, and said: "You don't have enough food, clothing, and daily life to go back to your hometown. It's a long way and the journey is inconvenient. You might as well live quietly in the capital and wait for the opportunity."
"Waiting for the opportunity." Miao Yuyurong paused for a moment, her eyes moved slightly, thinking of her life experience, she was momentarily lost in thought.
A smile appeared on the old nun's gold-paper face, and he said: "Your mortal relationship is not over yet, and there is only one relationship with me, the Buddha. Flowers bloom and fade, gatherings and separations are unpredictable. From now on, you must take care of yourself."
Her disciple looked like he was in disaster. She had been worried about this and refused to let Fu Ling return home. It was precisely because bandits were rising in Jiuzhou and she, an orphan, would go back like this. There is an unexpected disaster.
But recently, for some unknown reason, when she looked at the face of Miao Jade, she saw that there were mountains and rivers, and the flowers were dark and the flowers were bright. Maybe there was a noble person in the capital who could help her, and she could turn misfortunes into good fortune, and turn disasters into good fortune?
The old nun waved his hand, smiled, closed his eyes slightly, and said: "Miaoyu, stay quietly in the capital, waiting for the opportunity, remember it."
After about a while, the old nun's face was peaceful, as if he was sleeping, but the hand caressing Miaoyu's face slowly lowered, and passed away suddenly.
Then, the sound of crying sounded, and Miaoyu came out of his eyes, lying next to the old nun, crying in mourning.
Not long after, following the sound of hurried footsteps, the nuns and maids from outside came in to help Miaoyu clean up the old nun's affairs.
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Besides, Jia Heng entered the Rongguo Mansion and headed towards the Lixiang Courtyard. He passed through the Moon Gate and past the pink shadow oil wall, and walked along the Chaoshou Corridor. After a while, his face paused and he looked at the two maids. , it is Xiren, Musk Moon.
When the second maid saw Jia Heng, her expression changed, she quickly stepped aside, lowered her head, and called in a low voice: "Uncle Heng."
Jia Heng nodded to the second maid and asked, "Where are you two going?"
The drooping head of Xiren was slightly raised, and on that plump face, there was a slightly embarrassed and flattering smile: "Uncle Heng, my wife called us over and said it is winter. Let's keep warm over there. The animal charcoal I used should be replaced, and the quilt should be replaced with a new pair to make it warmer."
Jia Heng nodded and asked casually: "Is the beast charcoal no longer usable? Why do we need to replace it?"
"My wife said that the last time I went there, there was a lot of smoke from the coals, which made me choke." Xiren glanced at Jia Heng and said in a playful voice.
Jia Heng looked noncommittal, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."
When he saw Grandma Liu just now, he couldn't help but glance at the attacker. He saw that the girl's eyebrows were not open, and there was no abnormality when she walked. I guess Baoyu Yunyuqing didn't try it.
Then I remembered something again.
"It's winter, and it's getting colder today. Yesterday I saw Xichun dressed a little thinly. She lives here, so she might not be able to take care of her. I'll go back and have a look at Xichun's house."
Jia Heng looked silent, thinking.
He is the patriarch of the Jia clan, and he has grown a small clan into a large clan. Xichun, as a serious young lady from Dongfu, has nothing to do with Jia Zhen. Even if it is to show others' generosity, he should take a chance and take it over to raise him.
"At least if you keep it with me, you can get the same treatment as Baoyu in Xifu for smokeless charcoal." Jia Heng thought, walking towards Lixiangyuan without stopping.
As soon as I arrived at Lixiangyuan, I spoke to the grandmother who was guarding the door.
In the wing——
"Madam, little girl, Uncle Heng is here." Mammy said with a smile.
Aunt Xue, who was knitting a scarf for Xue Pan, looked happy when she heard this and said, "Brother Heng is coming over now."
He quickly ordered: "Invite people here quickly."
Baochai also looked up and handed the bra she was sewing to Ying'er, asking her to take it back and put it away.
"Mom invited Brother Heng for a visit after lunch, but no one was found. It seems that he just came back from the Yamen." Baochai said softly.
Aunt Xue smiled and said, "Isn't that right? I'm too busy with official duties, so why don't I ask the kitchen to cook some food later, and wait for your brother to come over and chat with me."
Still thinking about the school, Xue Pan was having fun all the way early in the morning, and he didn't know where to hang out. Aunt Xue just wanted to send Xue Pan to Jia's school as soon as possible to be under control.
Baochai said softly: "Mom, let's see what others say later."
"That's what I mean." Aunt Xue smiled, suddenly thought about it, and said to Tongxi Tonggui on the side: "Hurry and take those two account books on the bookshelf and put them in my hand."
Baochai:"……"
While the mother and daughter were talking, they heard the sound of footsteps. Soon, a young man with a tall figure and a cheerful face followed the grandmother, opened the cotton curtain, stepped into the side room, and turned around a screen. Enter the inner compartment again.
"Aunt, Sister Xue, are you okay?" Jia Heng greeted.
Baochai, who was sitting on the bed, his face paused slightly, stood up, raised his plump and bright face, his apricot eyes were as full as water, and called softly: "Brother Heng."
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