Tomorrow's father
A sudden spring rain moistened the whole land of Fuzhong, green buds sprouted new, everything revived, and it was a prosperous scene.
Because Jia Heng was going to Jinyi Mansion, he remembered that he had made an appointment with Yuan Chun yesterday to go to the Princess Princess Mansion, so he went to De Rongguo Mansion to pick up Yuan Chun.
At this moment, in the wing room where Yuanchun was, Yuanchun was wearing a red embroidered collared jacket and a peach and red skirt. He was sitting behind the small table, sipping his breakfast absentmindedly.
Last night's dream palace, not only the confiscation and exile in the first half, but also the turmoil in the second half, all invaded the mind, making Yuanchuntan control himself.
"Girl, everything is packed. When are we going to leave?" Bao Qin came slowly, and under his beautiful eyebrows, he looked at his girl strangely and said,
The girl is not young anymore, so it’s time to make a promise.
As a maid who grew up together and later accompanied her to the palace, Baoqin and Yuanchun had a close friendship, and they also had some guesses about some of Yuanchun's worries.
Yuanchun said "hmm" and Rouji said, "Let's have breakfast and leave."
I didn’t rush to hold Qin, I just went to the side and packed my things.
At this moment, an attacking voice sounded faintly outside the house, calling: "Uncle Heng,"
The bowl in Yuanchun's hand suddenly made a crisp "ding" sound, which was clearly the spoon in his hand falling into the porridge bowl.
In the meantime, Jia Heng had already stepped into the side room, looked at Yuan Chun who was sitting behind the small table, and called: "Sister,"
"Brother Heng, have you had breakfast?" Seeing the young man wearing a cricket suit with a sword hanging on his waist, Yuanchun couldn't help but think of what happened yesterday, and asked with a little shame,
Jia Heng sat nearby and said with a smile: "I've used it. Sister, please eat it first."
Yuanchun said softly "Hmm" and looked at the boy. For a moment, there seemed to be thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to say, but he didn't know where to mention them.
Jia Heng looked at the girl with curved eyebrows and plump cheeks, and fair skin, and said: "It's raining outside. Sister, please wear two more clothes today and be careful not to catch the wind."
Yuanchun said softly, "Hmm", gently stirred the soup bowl with the spoon in his hand, and took the initiative to say: "Brother Heng, I had a dream last night."
Behind me, Bao Qin's cheeks turned red and she secretly thought, what is the girl going to do? Do you want to tell Uncle Heng that she had an erotic dream again?
Jia Heng tasted the fragrant tea and was startled. He asked in surprise: "What dream?"
"In the dream, my brother Heng was not at home, and I seemed to have been made a concubine by the palace, and then left the palace to meet my relatives. Later, I didn't know that this was the case, and my home was raided. My father and uncle were all condemned by the palace, and I died.
Prison picture. " Yuanchun Rouji said, her voice was low, and a look of worry appeared on her round and round face.
When Jia Heng heard this, his expression turned serious and he asked, "What happened next?"
This dream scene is vaguely familiar...is this the fateful escape from the original work?
But why did Yuanchun have such a dream?
"Come here..." Faced with the burning gaze for many years, Yuan Chunfang's heart skipped a beat, her head slightly lowered, and she said in a serious voice: "Come here... you will wake up with a fright,"
How to tell Brother Heng about these things is really difficult to explain.
Jia Heng nodded, understanding some of the reasons, and said comfortingly: "I have nothing to think about during the day, and nothing to dream about at night. It must be that the young lady saw the young master and Jia Lian in exile yesterday, and her heart was frightened. Then, then
I dreamed about it at night,"
"It must be...that reason?" Yuanchun said in a trembling voice, with a blush on her pretty face and peach cheeks.
Come to think of it, the dream you had in the middle of the night was also because you saw Hengdi and Princess Hengdao...
Jia Heng warned again: "Miss, don't worry too much lately and have a good rest."
And while the seven people were talking, bursts of voices suddenly came from the ground,
It turned out that Jinyang Chang got up very early in the morning, went to Rongqing Hall to pay his respects to Jia Mu, and then led a group of maids to look for Yuanchun, planning to go to Prince Teng's house together.
":Little girl, let's go,"
Jin Yang retired to the wing and said,
However, when he raised his eyes and saw these many years, his face was startled, he smiled weakly and asked: "Brother Heng, why is he here?"
Yuan Chun Yingying stood up and called: "Mom."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Mrs. Qi, come and pick up the young lady and go to Princess Jia Heng's mansion."
Hearing this, Ren Xianjiang frowned and said hurriedly: "Brother Heng, I'm afraid it's done today. The little girl will go with you to your uncle's house."
Ren Xian frowned and asked, "What did the young lady do at the Wang family at that time?"
I have a vague intuition that Jin Yang wants to give me some new tricks.
Jin Yang's expression changed, and he didn't have any easy answers.
Yuanchun looked less natural and said: "Mom said yesterday that my cousin has arranged a marriage for you and asked you to go to your uncle's house to visit."
After saying that, a pair of beautiful eyes with lingering eyes looked at the face of this man for many years, and saw that his brows were furrowed, and his face seemed not to be thinking, but there was also an expression of joy and anger. one
Suddenly, my heart welled up with disappointment,
Jia Heng pondered for a moment, turned his warm gaze to Ren Xianjiang, and asked, "Have you told your wife that your young lady's marriage will fall to you? Did your wife believe you or not?"
Ren Xianjiang was stared at by these sharp eyes. He didn't know why, but he felt guilty and said: "Brother Heng, he is busy with the official affairs of the yamen. He has been so busy that he can't turn away. Xiaoya."
Things can always bother him. "
In front of Yuan Chun, Jia Heng also spoke harshly, but frowned and said: "Mrs. Qi, you are already planning my young lady's marriage, why are you so hasty?"
Jinyang sighed and said: "Brother Heng, he saw that the little girl was getting older, so he was really delayed. Next time he said that the vassal king was a good match, so your uncle doesn't have a ginseng." General, I heard that Yi
He is a handsome young man, and he is still a junior general in the family, so he can be regarded as a good match. "
Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "Does Mrs. Tan Dao know that the imperial court is reorganizing the soldiers in the border town, and now General Xiaotong is panicking?"
Jin Yangchang: '? ? ? "
My heart was shocked, and I thought to myself, why is it not like that?
My brother seems to have said that.
Ren Xianjiang thought for a while, smiled and said: "That family is also an old relative of ours, the Jiang family of Pingyuanhou. That brother's father is Jiang Zining, the general of Xiaotong, and he is also a member of Pingyuanhou's current brother. ,
I am the seventh-fang, and now I have been awarded the title of General for my military merits. I think my future prospects are limited,"
Jia Heng glanced at Jin Yangchang and said hotly: "Which family do you think it is? It turns out to be the seventh son of the Jiang family of Pingyuan Marquis."
I just ordered Sun Shaozu to sneak back to Xiaotong as an undercover agent, first to monitor Shanxi merchants, and seventhly to investigate whether any of Xiaotong’s general disciples were involved in the smuggling case with Hulu.
He took Xiaotong’s military leader as his in-laws.
Ren Xianjiang was glanced at by many years of hot and fierce eyes, and his heart was not awe-inspiring, especially this hot snort, which seemed to contain murderous intent.
After Yuan Chun, who was hesitant to speak, spoke up, Jia Heng's indifferent voice sounded again: "You, the man of the Jia family, will win over generals for the Wang family. Is that what you mean, madam?"
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Chun's jade face changed, she pursed her lips, and her slender jade hands hidden in her sleeves shook.
Winning over generals?
My uncle wants you to win over the generals, but what about me?
I am yes yes also...
Jin Yangchang's face changed, and he became angry and said: "Brother Heng, what are you talking about? You are also thinking about the little girl's life. Your uncle is also malicious. How can you say you are trying to win over Cao?"
Will? You wonder, and go down. You are climbing a low branch. When you go up, you become a wooing general. You want to ask him, what kind of family should he find for the little girl? His intention! "
Speaking of which, Jin Yangchang burst out, "Are you in charge of your own son?" There is no such truth in heaven.
^"Mom, stop talking." Seeing that his mother's tone was kind, Yuan Chun felt relieved and quickly took Jin Yang's arm and advised,
Jia Heng said: "Madam, you have no plans for my little sister's marriage. I will definitely wrong you. I will make a good match for you."
However, Jin Yangchang did not learn the words to improve the hand, and asked: "Is he a good match? You want to ask, which family does he like a good match for?"
Jia Heng said: "We are looking for you. Madam must wait a while."
When Jin Yang heard this, he burst into warm laughter in his heart, but his face was full of joy, and he just asked lightly: When are you going to find Brother Heng? Are you looking for another eight years or seven years? "
However, Ren Xian was moved and said: "Mrs. Qi, from your perspective, it would be an insult to me to look for a scholar who has retired from the Imperial Academy. Next year is not the year of Xiaobi. At this time, you I have no idea$
, in the end we have to discuss it with the Seventh Master. "
Listening to the two people arguing, Yuanchun's eyes flickered to the Hanlin retired scholar who had been listening to someone for many years and was not paying any attention, and his face became less pale:
Jin Yangchang's heart was filled with anger, but he didn't care, he didn't care!
When I first talked about planning the Ministry of Industry for the Seventh Master, I didn't care about it. Now I don't even have a shadow.
After all, it's just using nice words to fool people.
But at that time, if you want to argue with reason, you don’t have to twist your arms to have the strength of your calves. In the final analysis, Dongfu is still weak. I am afraid that even the old lady now has to give me eight points.
Let's wait for Brother Heng and the master to discuss it, but this matter can be delayed for too long." Chang Jinyang was annoyed and his tone was no longer strong. Then he glanced at his son, then led his son,
Ya left the wing where Yuanchun was,
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the wing was as cold as ice.
"Brother Heng." Yuanchun called again, with a pair of crystal clear eyes, full of water, looking at these years, his mind has been learning Tanyan.
Jia Heng said solemnly: "Miss, I will go with you to the eldest princess's residence later."
Yuanchun's pink lips twitched, wanting to ask the Hanlin retired scholar just now what he said, but looking at this face as dark as water, with smile lines all over it, he sighed quietly in his heart,
Jia Heng held an oil-paper umbrella and escorted Yuan Chun out of the carriage. He was about to turn around and ride when he heard Yuan Chun's slightly trembling voice coming from the carriage, saying: "Brother Heng, it's raining inside, and he's also
Come on. "
Jia Heng stepped forward, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.
Seeing this, Baoqin hurriedly said: "Girl, he is talking to the young master, you go up and take a walk."
With that said, he picked up the curtain and got into the carriage,
Jia Heng sat down and looked up at Duonan opposite him.
Jinyang was always making trouble, and everything became imminent.
Ren Xian was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and asked: ":Miss said that she had a dream last night and that the outside of her house was raided by an imperial edict?"
Yuanchun sighed: "Although it is a dream, you always feel that it is really special. Is there any Hengdi outside this dream? My brother-in-law and father are both in prison. After you think about it, it seems that it is not possible... Heng
, is that beach road a small omen of evil? "
Ren Xian shook his head heavily, looked at these confused beautiful eyes with irritable eyes, and said comfortingly: ":Miss, without you here, this day would not have happened."
"Well," Yuanchun Chi nodded, and said quietly, and suddenly took a pleasant look at the past few years, and finally could not hold back and asked: "These Hanlin retirees that Brother Heng just mentioned..."
When he came to the top, he felt no shyness in his heart. Wen Ning raised his eyebrows and his voice gradually became softer and louder.
Jia Heng looked at Duo Nan, who had a plump face, and smiled and said, "Is this how young lady is going to leave the palace slowly?"
"Where's Brother Heng? Are you waiting to get you out of the cabinet?" Yuan Chun's cheeks were slightly red, his teeth were biting his red lips, his beautiful eyes were like a clear spring, and he was staring at them for many years as he answered the rhetorical question.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, but did not speak.
And sometimes, silence and doubt are also an answer, but the answer is not clear.
What kind of retired scholar from the Hanlin Academy was just talking casually, just to fool his mother, and he believed it?
Seeing these words of silence for many years, Yuanchun lowered his head, and two blushes quietly appeared under his snowy jade face. His heart was filled with shame and joy, but just a moment ago, a bitterness surged deep in his heart again.
It’s possible…
I'm afraid it's possible for you to get married.
Ren Xian looked at Duonan, whose eyebrows were once again filled with sadness, his eyes flickered, and he was thinking inexplicably.
"Brother Heng, you..."
Yuanchun suppressed the thoughts in his heart and smiled weakly. He wanted to say something to resolve the strange atmosphere in the car. Suddenly his heart was shaken and his beautiful eyes narrowed, but he felt that his hand was caught.
":Little sister, don't worry about it." Jia Heng looked at Yuan Chun, holding the slender soft hair in his hand, patting the back of his hand with the other hand, and said warmly: "Go back and talk to the seventh master about the marriage. ."
Yuan Chunyu's hand was touched, and her heart was mixed with shock and shyness. Suddenly she was patted on the back of her hand, and she heard the words "sibling comfort" in her ears. In an instant, she was no longer completely sure of Yuan Chunyu's hand.
After thinking about it for many years, Beiqi bit her lips and said loudly: It's okay for Brother Heng to discuss this with his father. "
At this moment, Yuanchun even knew whether the person opposite him had been covering his ears for many years, or whether he was really showing off:
But holding his own kind hands, he felt this real feeling.
Well, just like a swordsman showing off his positioning on the verge of taboo, he can take a step forward or a step back at any time, retreating freely and calmly.
Jia Heng nodded, but did not let go of Yuan Chun's hand immediately. The slender soft hair felt hard to the touch and the skin was delicate.
Feeling that the hand was not loosened, Yuan Chun's bright eyes slightly lowered, feeling shy and happy at the same time, his mood became bright again,
Jia Heng let go of his hand at that time and said seriously: "Miss, my hands are cold. It seems that she is weak. This dream is probably caused by overthinking."
Yuanchun:. …"
Xiaodian, didn't he touch your hand just to say that?
Just when I was feeling dejected, I suddenly heard this man continue: "Miss, I had a dream last night. I might as well sleep on your shoulder for a while. We are still not far away from the princess's residence."
Yuan Chun's dewy eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Duan Yu in a daze, knowing what he was thinking. He slightly closed his beautiful eyes, and leaned Chishou on Duan Yu's shoulder.
Just when he leaned over, he felt that his beautiful hand was caught in the gentle palm again,
Yuanchun's heart skipped a beat, anxiously waiting for something.
Fortunately, Yuanchun never opened his mouth again, which made him feel less embarrassed and resentful.
It seemed that there were more waves, but the slender and soft hair fell on this gentle palm, and the temperature was equal. Yuanchun, who was pulled back and forth and exhausted, was also hit by waves of sleepiness, and he really squinted.
I really slept well last night.
There was silence all the way, except for the carriage that drove past the bluestone road, and occasionally made the sound of trout scales turning.
Ren Xian looked sideways at Yuan Chun, with a forehead as smooth as jade, eyebrows like Dai'e, curved eyelashes, a pink and fair face with less baby fat, a straight nose, and lips as bright as peach stamens one…
Jia Heng's clear eyes gradually became less distracted.
It's like a layer of window paper that is poking back and forth and is on the verge of breaking. The erupting volcano is sending out streams of white gunpowder smoke.
Actually, I didn’t mean to test it just now.
Although a person in hand learning is hiding or living, when I saw Yuanchun saying a word for me, my mood was still rising and falling...
It's really frustrating.
Of course, people in previous lives have the psychological pressure of marrying someone with the same surname, but I have to consider Yuanchun. That is not a matter of having no status, but to be a lifelong lover on earth, and I will be honored when I see you.
Unless one…
About two quarters of an hour later, Jia Heng suppressed the thoughts in his mind, woke up Yuan Chun who had closed his eyes and said in a serious voice: "Miss, the princess's residence has arrived,"
"Brother Heng, are you here?" Yuanchun I choked, opened his bright eyes, regained his consciousness, and said in a disappointed tone,
When I felt that my hand was still in the grasp of these gentle hands, a faint joy surged in my heart.
Jia Heng smiled and said, "We're here, let's go up."
Yuanchun nodded and said nothing else.
Jia Heng stretched out his hand to lift the car curtain, held up an umbrella, held Rong Zhi's plump and handsome hand, got into the carriage, and said warmly: "Miss, please stay well at the Princess Mansion for the next few days, don't think too much,
Have a good rest. When Sister Lin has given birth, you will come back to take her back. In those days... you will come here from time to time. "
Speaking of the first thing, I would like to add another sentence.
Yuanchun said "hmm" heavily, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad. He stared at the years of independence, and reflected this clear and solemn face in the lake of his heart.
You're staying at Princess Jiahengdao's mansion. If your mother doesn't have any ideas, she might have something to do.
But if you delay it for a while, can you delay it for a lifetime?
We haven’t even had a younger brother yet, but what have we just done? What does it really mean?
At this moment, Yuanchun is still worrying about gains and losses.
In other words, in the ambiguous attitude of Jia Heng Molou, he sometimes feels that there is no self in his heart, and sometimes he feels that maybe... he is just comforting himself.
Jia Heng turned his eyes and called Baoqin to the side, and said warmly: "Baoqin, during those few days, take good care of his girl."
"Hey, Mr. Heng." Baoqin responded,
After Yuanchun left the Princess Mansion, Jia Heng got off his horse with a calm expression and headed towards Jinyi Mansion.
Shenjing City, Ankangfang
In the morning, a pear orchard is quietly located among the houses with green walls. There are wine shops and teahouses around it, and people are rushing around.
It was precisely because it was raining that the people had something to sit around, so they came to listen to the opera one after another.
And a teahouse with a plaque of "Dongliju" is facing the pear garden.
Jia Heng changed into a brocade robe and regular clothes, and with Liu Jixian and two guards from the Jinyi Mansion, he retreated to Dongli Residence opposite the Liyuan.
After retreating to a private room on the seventh floor, I saw Qi Guaner and Lu Zongqi already waiting in the private room.
Qi Guan'er used the excuse of going to the Liyuan to wait for her at that teahouse.
"I've seen one..."
Just as Qi Guan'er was about to salute, he suddenly realized something and changed his words: "Master Jia,"
"In the inner room, you must be polite." Jia Heng patted Qi Guan'er heavily on the shoulder, sat down and asked, "Have you been suspicious of me recently?"
"Is there any manual training? I'm just a villain...does it matter if you talk one after another?" Qi Guan'er asked in a deep voice,
Jia Heng said: "You are right to speak, but this man is still safe and well. Even if you help him escape, it's so small in the world, where can he go?"
Qi Guan'er said loudly: "As long as you help me, I am willing to recommend someone else to the young master to be the young master's informant."
As he said this, he briefly described Wei Lan's incident.
Ren Xian put the teacup in his hand, his face showed contemplation.
He thought to himself, how could the Wei family come up with such a method of revenge?
Ren Xiandao: "If you contact someone hastily, I'm afraid you will alert the enemy. Who knows what you are thinking, Qiguan'er. If he is dealing with you first, he will be free after at least half a month."
I may have waited too long for King Zhongshun. Half a month is not the limit. It is said that the time is right. In those few days,
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