"Qing Jun, kill Wang Ziteng."
It was as if a huge boulder had fallen into a calm lake, causing a turbulent wave.
There was even an unprecedented fear on Jia Mu's face, just because "Qingjunzi" was too scary. In the bad memories that Jia Mu had intentionally forgotten, she had vaguely heard of these three words.
At this moment, Mrs. Wang's heart was even more frightened. Her fair face was full of disbelief, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were condensed in one place, and every shallow ravine was filled with panic.
Even the woman who stayed in the back house and was ignorant of worldly affairs also knew what the slogans shouted by the rebels meant.
"But the palace has obviously commended my brother several times, and given him food and clothing, and...how did he end up in this situation in the blink of an eye?"
Mrs. Wang's expression changed, and her heart was filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Aunt Xue also stopped crying, the tears in her eyes stopped, and she looked at Jia Heng blankly.
Baochai sighed quietly.
Yuan Chun frowned, cast a pair of crystal clear eyes at Jia Heng, opened his red lips lightly, and asked: "Why did uncle... cause so much resentment in Jingying?"
Jia Heng explained: "Since Wang Jieshuai rectified the military affairs of the Beijing camp, he has been eager for success, adopted radical methods, and reused some villains to make the army resentful. In fact, even if there is no Luo Rui this time, there will be Zhang Rui and Wang next time. Rui, now the incident started at the elbow and armpit, and spread to the capital, shocking everyone, and I don’t know if it will delay the imperial court’s plan to reorganize the army and develop military power.”
As he spoke, he also sighed.
Everyone looked shocked and confused when they heard this. Although they didn't quite understand, they could tell that this incident was caused by the prince, and it might even ruin the government's affairs.
Jia Mu asked: "Brother Heng, you just went to see the saint. What does the palace mean? What do you think of this matter?"
Mrs. Wang stared at Jia Heng, waiting for his words.
Jia Heng said: "The palace has not dealt with Wang Jieshuai for the time being. What happens next depends on the court's wishes."
When Mrs. Wang heard this, her face brightened a little, and she breathed a sigh of relief secretly.
"Who is in charge of Jingying now?" Jia Mu thought for a while and asked hesitantly.
After all, he was an old feudal lord of the Jia family, and he was keenly aware of the key point almost immediately.
Jia Heng said: "It has been put in charge by Mr. Li Ge from the Ministry of War, and I will assist with military affairs."
Jia Mu and Yuan Chun: "..."
Mrs. Wang: “???”
What?
Her brother's imperial envoy was taken away? And then Uncle Heng will come to assist with military affairs?
Why is it that the more you taste it, the worse it tastes?
As for Mr. Li Ge, Mrs. Wang had automatically ignored it, and she even had a ridiculous idea in her mind. Could it be that Uncle Heng was behind this secretly?
As soon as this seed of doubt fell to the ground, it took root in my heart.
how to say? According to Han Feizi, the beneficiary was the most suspected. Although Mrs. Wang did not know Han Feizi, this kind of sinister intention of "suspecting a neighbor to steal an ax" was originally in line with human nature.
Yuan Chun glanced at his mother, whose expression changed and her eyes were evil. She felt slightly shaken. She pursed her lips and said softly: "Brother Heng, now the troops in the regiment are resentful of my uncle. If my uncle is in charge of the military affairs of the capital camp, it will easily lead to trouble. It is also appropriate for the yamen hall officials in charge of military orders, such as the Ministry of War, to take charge of military affairs. Hengdi just helped calm down the chaos, so asking Hengdi to assist from the side is also the intention, right?"
Jia Heng looked at Yuan Chun quietly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He nodded and said, "What the eldest sister said is true."
Yuanchun was deeply influenced by what he saw and heard in the palace, and he may not understand the affairs of the court.
Moreover, these words were asked to him, and they may not have been meant for his mother as a way to comfort and enlighten her.
With such a sweet heart and understanding, it is no wonder that she became a virtuous concubine in the original work.
Yuanchun's gentle and beautiful eyes stared at that cold gaze for a moment, her curved eyelashes fluttered and drooped, she sighed quietly and said: "Uncle this time..."
After all, it was my uncle, a beautiful girl in her twenties who guessed some of the subsequent results, and she felt a little depressed.
Jia Heng said: "The officialdom is ups and downs, so just stay indifferent."
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Wang's face suddenly changed, and her heart became uncomfortable.
Yuanchun raised a plump, white face, and his slightly baby-fat cheeks were reflected in the candlelight. They became whiter and rosier, as bright as pistils, and said quietly: "If the family is safe, powerful and wealthy, it will only be a passing moment." Smoke."
This time, my uncle's house was almost completely slaughtered by the rebels, and even my aunt suffered misfortune... This is something that no amount of wealth and splendor can exchange for.
Jia Heng said: "What eldest sister said is true. The most important thing for a family is to be in order."
Sister Feng showed a look of deep sympathy on her face and asked, "Brother Heng, my uncle's house was robbed. Isn't there any explanation from the palace?"
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Wang looked at Jia Heng, her lips moved, but she stopped talking.
Jia Heng looked calm and said: "If there was no explanation from the palace, he would have been jailed long ago for causing chaos in the capital camp."
Mrs. Wang: "..."
His eyelids were twitching wildly, and he chanted the Buddha's name several times in his mind.
Gods and Buddhas bless you and don't let anything happen to Baoyu's uncle...
Unable to help Mrs. Wang, Baoyu was about to become a "marginal person" in Rongguo Mansion. Seeing that there was a pillar that he could rely on not long ago, even Xue Da's head was stained with light. There were five people and six people, and he started to show his authority. , it has only been a while since I was extremely happy and sad.
Jia Heng said: "If we don't deal with it for now, the emperor's favor is so great. How can we dare to expect anything else?"
In fact, it was just Emperor Chongping's shame mechanism that was at work for a short period of time. When there was a flood of bullets in the capital, Wang Ziteng's future was worrying.
Aunt Xue listened to the conversation between several people, the look of sadness on her face became more intense.
I just feel that the sad feeling that no one cares about my son is rising again.
After all, although they are relatives, they are still separated by one layer after all...
Seeing that the atmosphere in Rongqing Hall was dull, Jia Heng also felt separated and said in a clear voice: "Old lady, why don't we leave it like this first? I'll go home first. As soon as there is news from Wenlong, I will come to find my aunt."
After saying that, he looked at Aunt Xue again and said, "Aunt, do you think this is the first time?"
Aunt Xue: "..."
Looking at Jia Heng eagerly, his tone was a little softer and he said: "Brother Heng, your cousin Wenlong..."
Baochai stood up, looked at Jia Heng, and said, "Brother Heng, I need you to worry more about my brother's affairs."
Jia Heng said: "Auntie and Sister Xue, don't worry. If we go to Jingying to search, there will be news tomorrow morning at the latest. It is already midnight, and it is not easy to search for people on a large scale."
It's hard to see someone here, so he can only keep a straight face and act like I'm trying my best to "empathize", otherwise he would be a bit unkind.
But he actually didn't want to be like this. Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.
In fact, he didn't mean to be too big and didn't help Aunt Xue look for it. Instead, it didn't make much difference if he was one more person or one person less than him.
Not to mention, he is responsible for the security of Shenjing City. If he goes out of the city to search for and spread the word at this juncture in the middle of the night, the situation that has just been eased will inevitably become tense again.
Even the emperor's sensitive nerves would be aroused, and he might even think that something big had happened.
In the end, it turned out that he was actually looking for his relatives?
this……
Of course, there is no need to explain these to Aunt Xue, because explanations are useless.
Jia Mu nodded and said, "Brother Heng, please go back first. Your wife is also worried."
Jia Heng responded and was about to get up and leave, but...
Suddenly looking at Xichun aside, he called out: "Sister, do you want to go back with me, or should you have dinner here and then go back?"
Xichun was suddenly called, and didn't react for a while. Her pretty face was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she was being called. Facing the calm gaze, she felt a little panic in her heart for some reason, and the crisp voice sounded With a bit of trembling, he said: "I'll go with my brother."
With that said, with the help of the maid Caiping and Ruhua, he stood up and followed Jia Heng out of Rongqing Hall.
Watching the two people leave, Jia Mu sighed, turned to look at Aunt Xue aside, and said comfortingly: "Since Brother Heng has ordered people to look for her, I think there will be news soon, so don't be scared yourself." By myself."
Aunt Xue responded calmly and said, "Old lady, it's still early. I'll go to Dongfu with Bao Yatou to sit for a while."
Jia Mu: "..."
Mother Jia, who was immediately offended, twitched her lips, and without thinking for a moment, she said: "Then go ahead. I heard someone said that Brother Heng's daughter-in-law recognizes the little girl next to you as your wife. My dear sister, you should come and sit there often."
When Aunt Xue heard what Jia Mu said, a bright light suddenly flashed in her heart.
Yes, after all, the relatives are separated by one floor, and they are not anxious at all about Pan'er. So if Xiangling...
Thinking of this, Aunt Xue's heart moved slightly. Without sitting down for a while, she picked up Baochai and said to Jia Mu: "Old lady, Bao Yatou and I will go over first to see the situation."
Jia Mu responded and watched mother and daughter leave.
There was a brief silence in Rongqing Hall.
Yuan Chun broke the silence and said softly: "Ancestor, Brother Heng is now in charge of all the affairs of Shenjing City. There are still things to deal with after this incident. The whole Shenjing City is watching him, and he is not allowed to tamper with it. .”
When Tan Chun heard this, under Liu Ye's slender eyebrows, her big bright eyes shone brightly, and she said softly: "Eldest sister is right, I have read anecdotes about famous officials before, saying that Lu Yijian from the Renzong Dynasty in the Song Dynasty, after Renzong's long illness Summoning him, he deliberately walked calmly before entering the palace and entered the palace slowly to calm the hearts of Chinese and foreigners. Brother Heng is now almost in charge of the defense of the capital. If he personally,"
When Yuanchun heard this, he turned his head and looked at Tanchun aside, feeling a surge of emotion in his heart.
"Three younger sisters, although they have a generous temperament since childhood, they may not have such insights due to experience. It seems that they will make great progress following Brother Heng."
Yuan Chun stared and thought, then couldn't help but think of Jia Heng again.
The longer I stayed at home, the more I felt that Hengdi was truly a gift from the ancestors to the Jia clan.
Sister Feng said with emotion: "I don't want to have such an intention."
Jia Mu sighed and said: "It's not easy for him at such a young age. When the young master was as old as him, he didn't worry about so many things. However, I saw that my aunt was confused when she cared about it. Don't worry." Just say that our relatives don't care."
Sister Feng said quickly: "Old ancestor, how can you do it? I'll talk to my aunt later. Besides, Bao Yatou may not be able to see this intention."
Mrs. Wang listened to several people "singing harmony", and glanced at her eldest daughter Yuan Chun out of the corner of her eye. A layer of gloom gradually formed in her heart. Ever since she left the palace, she had often helped Uncle Heng speak with all her strength. Turn outside!
The man from Dongfu helped her get out of the palace, so he complimented her like this?
Well, we can't mention this matter. When she mentioned this matter, Mrs. Wang only felt that her heart was blocked again.
But Jia Heng, on his side, was holding a lantern and leading Xiao Xichun towards the Dongfu. Behind him, the maid Caiping followed a few steps behind.
It was near the winter solstice, the night wind was cool and cold, the bright moon was shining brightly on the snowy ground, and the dry branches and sparse shadows in the garden were flickering.
Jia Heng turned to the side and looked at Xichun, who was wearing a coat skirt and a fox cloak. She was a little petite and said, "Big sister is back, and the house is a lot more lively. How are you lately?"
Xichun said in a delicate voice: "Well, eldest sister is very nice."
With that said, the two fell silent again.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said: "I was busy training some time ago, and I have actually been looking for painters, but there are not many female painters with superb painting skills in Beijing. I have searched for three, and I will tell you about them later. Tell them what they are good at drawing, and you pick one."
"I thought you had forgotten." Xichun turned his eyes and glanced at Jia Heng, pursed his lips and said crisply.
"How could it be? I have really been too busy recently." Jia Heng said, sighed, and said: "I saw you in Dongfu, and in the past half month, something like this happened again today. "
Xichun was silent for a moment and said, "You... didn't encounter any danger today?"
Jia Heng said: "No, everything goes well."
"Oh." Xichun responded in a low voice and said no more words.
Jia Heng said: "I see you have grown a lot during this period? These two years are the time when you are growing up very fast. It is almost the Chinese New Year. Ask your sister-in-law to buy you two more clothes."
Xichun said softly: "It has been added."
After thinking for a while, he continued: "Sister-in-law is also very good to me."
"Well, that's good." Jia Heng smiled, picked up the lantern, and said nothing else.
After all, they are not biological siblings. Sometimes, he doesn't know how to get along with this "cold-hearted" arrogant little loli.
However, Jia Heng remained silent, but Xichun suddenly said: "The painting of admiring plum blossoms in the snow that day...I painted it."
Back then, when we were enjoying plum blossoms together in Huifang Garden, Jia Heng once told Xichun that he could draw plum blossoms in the winter snow, and the little girl obviously paid attention to it.
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Then when you get back, show it to me for appreciation."
"The painting is not very good." Xichun said softly, but there was a hint of unnoticeable joy in the cold and pleasant voice.
Jia Heng said: "It's okay, I can't see the good or bad anyway."
Xichun: "..."
After all, he couldn't help but laugh, two shallow dimples appeared on his pink face, his eyebrows were crooked, he covered his mouth and smiled, but he was smiling when he suddenly saw a pair of gentle eyes looking at him, and he quickly put away his smile. His face was as cold as frost again.
Jia Heng said softly: "You should smile more in the future."
Hearing this, Xichun's heart trembled, she bit her lower lip with her teeth and fell silent.
Just a thought suddenly came to him, this was the second time he told her that he should smile more.
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