Rongguofu
In the courtyard where Yuanchun and Tanchun were, Ping'er was reading letters. When he entered the courtyard, he happened to see Yuanchun's maid, Xiren, hanging clothes to dry.
"Where's the eldest lady? Uncle Heng's letter." Ping'er said with a smile.
The attacker put down the clothes in his hands, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his temples. He smiled softly on his beautiful face and said softly: "The eldest lady has gone to the princess's mansion. I'm afraid I have to send a boy to see her there."
In order to deceive others, both letters were written to Yuanchun, but one of them was written to the eldest princess of Jinyang. Ping'er nodded, picked up one of the letters, and asked with a smile: "What about the third girl? This letter was written by Uncle Heng to the third girl."
Jia Heng thought over and over again and finally did not put the letter written to Xiangyun together with Tan Chun. He also wrote another letter to Tan Chun. The correspondence between brothers and sisters was nothing.
"You're still in the room now. Wait a minute, I'll call you." Xiren smiled, but just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a man wearing a green waistcoat with a comb on his hair walking through the moon door hole hanging from the vines. The two girls in buns are Tanchun's maids serving the book.
Ping'er walked a few steps quickly, handed the letter over, and said with a smile: "Servant Shu, this is a letter sent by Uncle Heng from Henan, for your girl."
The servant was stunned for a moment, then said with surprise and joy: "Uncle Heng's letter? My girl is still practicing calligraphy, I will send it to her right away."
With that said, he took the envelope from Ping'er's hand and turned around to look for Tanchun.
Xiren came closer to Ping'er, looked around to see if there was no one around, looked curious, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Ping'er, how many letters have Uncle Heng written?"
Ping Yuanxi and the three giants of Yaerta had grown up together. When asked privately, it was not surprising.
Ping'er smiled and said: "Here in Dongfu, there are the master, the old lady, the eldest girl, the third girl, and Miss Lin. Well, what are you asking for?"
The strikingly beautiful Liu Ye eyebrows raised, and she exclaimed in surprise: "There is no Sister Yuanyang?"
Yuanyang and Jia Heng once kissed and fell in love. Later, they met in Rongguo Mansion and occasionally talked. However, Jia Heng was busy with military affairs and Yuanyang had to serve Jia's mother, so their relationship was short-lived.
Ping'er frowned, the smile on his face froze, he looked at the envelope in the book again, and whispered: "This doesn't exist."
Xiren's beautiful face changed suddenly, and he hesitated: "This... I didn't get it last time, how can I pay it back this time?"
That day she saw Uncle Heng and Yuanyang acting like no one else was around under the flower wall... Now, they didn't even say a word. Is this Uncle Heng a little too ruthless?
This makes her...what should she do next?
Ping'er's delicate and picturesque eyebrows showed thoughts as he said, "Maybe it's not convenient."
She also knew about Yuanyang's matter, but she didn't think Uncle Heng had forgotten about it. After all, she was a maid in the old lady's house, so it was not very convenient for her to communicate by letter.
Seeing the melancholy look on Xiren's eyebrows, he chuckled and persuaded: "Okay, don't worry, I'm going to send the letter first. There is also a letter from the master here. Send it over first, and we'll talk about it later. say."
With that said, he walked along the corridor towards Jia Zheng's study.
Xiren's expression changed, he thought about it, moved his steps, and went to look for Jia Mu. In the wing room
Tanchun was wearing a light blue round-neck robe with colorful chrysanthemum embroidery, a white cross-collar jacket, and a beige skirt. At this moment, she was holding the letter and began to read it. Her handsome and natural-looking eyebrows were full of joy.
"Everything is safe, please express your love: In the late spring of March, kites are flying and butterflies are dancing, the peach sky is plump and plum blossoms are blooming, and hundreds of flowers are full of flowers... March 3rd is the birthday of the third sister, but Brother Yu suppressed the rebellion in the Central Plains, and the soldiers and horses were in a daze. Unfortunately, I was unable to celebrate my birthday with my third sister. Now that I have determined the rebellion in Henan and the situation has been stabilized, I have some free time. I think about the past when I led my three sisters to walk together in the Central Plains. I should look at the thousands of miles of Heluo River and look up to the towering Songyue Mountains. , Gu Jiaqi and the prosperity of thousands of people... Every time I recall this, I feel as if I have lost it. After the business in the Central Plains is over, I will return home, and the wedding ceremony is completed, and then I will cut the candles with my sister at the west window and talk about the war together... Paper is short and love is long, but I cherish it. "
How can we cut candles from the west window together and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? Well, this actually has the flavor of a couple talking at night. Of course, it can also be said to be talking with friends at night.
Tan Chun's eyebrows have turned into crescent moons. As he grows older, his charming face has gained some essence of literary talent and has forgotten the vulgar temperament. With a look of infatuation, he feels that with only a few words, the whole land of the Central Plains has been transformed. A corner of the scenery is revealed.
The Heluo River is thousands of miles away, the Songyue Mountains are hundreds of feet long, and there are thousands of armored cavalry... If she marches with her like this, she will be able to see scenery that is difficult to see in this life.
"Brother Heng, he still remembers my biological son, I thought..."
Ever since that day, Jia Heng came back on a rainy night and gave Daiyu a consecrated sheep talisman in front of everyone. Tan Chun was looking forward to what kind of gift Jia Heng could give him on his birthday, but he didn't want the Central Plains to rebel. Heng led the troops to put down the rebellion and has not returned in recent months.
But my birthday just didn't happen, so every time I think about this holiday, I inevitably feel regretful in my heart.
The secretary looked at Tanchun with a smile on his face and said jokingly: "Girl, are you sending an answer to the uncle?"
Tan Chun's bright eyes sparkled under his shaving eyebrows, and he chuckled, "You reminded me that it's time to reply to Brother Heng with a letter."
With that said, he returned to the writing desk, picked up the writing brush, and looked for a piece of peach blossom letterhead. This is a kind of letterhead produced in Huizhou, with blossoming peach blossom patterns printed on it. It is really beautiful.
Tanchun concentrated on writing, but just after writing a few sentences, his cheeks were already as hot as fire, and he bit his lips tightly, feeling ashamed.
How could she write like this, as if she was with her lover? She was too shameless. She took a new piece of peach blossom letterhead and wrote with concentration. A line of beautiful small characters appeared on the paper.
Mengpozhai, small study room
It's almost the end of the month. Jia Zheng is taking a bath at home today. He is sitting behind the desk. He is wearing a brocade robe, a round-necked shirt and a square cloth turban. He is dressed like a scholar. He is holding a book "Zhu Xi's Annotations" in his hand. His face is solemn and his eyes are solemn. He looked at Baoyu sternly and asked, "Tomorrow is the government examination, how are you preparing?"
Baoyu looked frightened and murmured: "Sir, I have almost finished my review, but I only have a short time to enter the school..." Although he was taught by the Imperial College Juren, learning requires accumulation over time and cannot be accomplished overnight.
It is worth mentioning that after rectification, the Jia family school, Chongwen Hall, is no longer as chaotic as the original work. Instead, everyone is striving to be the first to succeed in the imperial examination. Baoyu is in it, as if he is in prison.
"Then let me test you." Jia Zheng looked serious and said in a deep voice.
Baoyu's heart trembled suddenly, and he felt cold sweat on his back and his hands and feet were cold. Just like the primary school students in later generations who were randomly checked by their teachers for reciting the text.
Just when Jia Zheng flipped through the book in his hand and was about to select an excerpt to ask Baoyu, a boy's voice suddenly came from outside, making Baoyu feel like he was hearing the sound of nature: "Master, the second master of the Fu family is here. "
Fu Shi visited Jia Zheng frequently in the past few days. Firstly, he moved around frequently to prevent his feelings from becoming distant. Secondly, he also asked about his family's appointment as an official.
As Jia Heng became the governor of Henan's military and political affairs, Fu Shi's thoughts arose, and he planned to find a job in Henan. A Beijing official with a rank of six ranks would be promoted to at least one promotion after being released.
Jia Zheng put down the "Collected Commentary of Zhu Xi" in his hand, with a strange look on his elegant face. He glanced at Baoyu and said, "Stand here and don't move. I'll come as soon as I go."
Baoyu's heart tightened again and he quickly responded honestly.
Jia Zheng left the study. At this time, Fu Shi, led by the servant, came from the Chaoshou corridor, walked a few steps quickly, bowed his hands and said, "Dong Weng."
Jia Zheng nodded, exchanged a few pleasantries, and said with a smile, "Please come to the study to talk."
While talking, Fu Shi was led into the study.
When Fu Shi saw Baoyu, a warm smile like the spring breeze appeared on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Shi is here too?" At that time, people respectfully called the sons of the Master and the Master, Brother Shi.
Although Baoyu didn't like Fu Shi's sophistication and smoothness, Jia Zheng had no choice but to obediently come up and salute, and glanced at Fu Shi, who was smiling.
He secretly thought that this Uncle Fu was really far behind compared to his sister Fu Qiufang and other beautiful ladies. Jia Zhengdao: "I'm examining his homework."
Fu Shi stepped forward to support Baoyu and said with a smile: "The day after tomorrow is the county government's second test. Brother Shi is very talented and talented, so he can show off his skills."
Jia Zheng waved his hand, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip.
After taking a sip, he said: "What's the point of showing off your skills? As long as you don't embarrass me like this. I stayed in the school every day for half a month, but I don't know if I learned a lot just because I was having fun."
In front of his disciples, although he reprimanded Baoyu, he still pointed out the "fact" that Baoyu had been studying in school for a long time recently. This was undoubtedly a revision of the latest impression of Baoyu, who often hung out in the back house.
Fu Shi smiled and said: "Brother, I am still young, so I am not in a hurry to enter school. I think I will have to enter school when I am seventeen years old."
Jia Zheng invited Fu Shi to sit down, and the servant served him tea. He raised his eyes and saw that Fu Shi was about to speak but hesitated. Knowing that something was wrong, he turned to Baoyu, frowned and scolded: "What are you doing standing here? Why don't you go back to study?" Preparing for the exam?"
"Yes, father." Baoyu bowed respectfully and followed the boy out of the study as if he had received a general pardon. Fu Shi asked: "Did Dong Weng hear the memorial in the capital?"
Jia Zheng looked solemn and said, "Why don't you know? There is a lot of turmoil in the capital right now. I have seen many memorials in the General Affairs Department discussing the establishment of the country."
Mentioning this, Jia Zheng sighed.
The emperor fainted due to vomiting blood due to the chaos in the Central Plains. It is supposed that he should establish the foundation of the country in case of unexpected events, but even if he had this intention, he could not go to Shu to make suggestions.
"What does unknown Dong Weng mean?" Fu Shi asked.
"You can't wade in this muddy water. During the Longzhi period, the heirs were captured fiercely, and we can still learn from the past." Jia Zheng looked dazed for a moment and then said: "In the past few days, some colleagues from the former Ministry of Industry have contacted me and want me to go to work. "Shu Yihe, I am studying at home now, and I also want to hide from each other."
Fu Datian nodded, his eyes showed a bright look of wisdom, and said: "What Dong Weng said is true. Now that the uncle is in charge of the capital, he has just been granted the title of earl. At that time, the attention of the country and the limelight are unparalleled. Dong Weng is like Shangshu at this time." This matter may cause an uproar."
He was about to come over to persuade him, but there was something wrong with the wind these days, and he had just heard the news that all the memorials had been withheld from the palace. He also heard that the King of Wei went to pay his respects, but did not see the Holy Emperor.
Among the rumors outside, there were no "severe" words from Emperor Chongping.
"The day before yesterday, I sent a letter to Ziyu, describing the matter and recommending you to go to Henan." Jia Zheng thought for a while, looked at Fu Shi and whispered.
Fu Shi looked happy, stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Dong Weng for the recommendation."
The counties under Jingzhao Prefecture cannot be planned recently. It would actually be good if they could go to Henan and serve as officials.
At this moment, a servant's voice came from outside the corridor, "Sir, Miss Ping is waiting outside and said that she has sent a letter from the master."
Jia Zheng and Fu Shi were stunned when they heard this, and then they were filled with surprises. Jia Zheng asked quickly: "Where is the letter?"
While talking, the boy handed over the letter.
Jia Zheng took the letter, looked at the date on it, and said, "This is a letter from six days ago." As he said that, he opened the letter, took out the paper, and started reading.
Fu Shi looked at Jia Zheng's expression intently. Even though he knew that this was a letter from six days ago and he probably hadn't seen the previous recommendation, he still had some expectations.
Jia Zheng read it word for word, with a happy expression on his face. He took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent emotions, and said, "Ziyu told me in the letter that my Jia family should not be involved in matters in Beijing. If there is any major issue that cannot be decided, we should I asked you to compile the book... In addition, it was mentioned that if you are willing to be released to Henan, you can be appointed as the governor of a state. If you have political achievements, you can be promoted."
Jia Heng considered one thing, that is, he needed to keep some close friends in Henan, so he thought of Fu Shi. Compared with Jia Yucun, he was disgusting. As a disciple of Jia Zheng, Fu Shi was a protégé of Jia Zheng. Constantly beating, as the peripheral minions of the Jia family, it is also appropriate.
At first, he did not give him a too high position, and planned to give him the official position of governor of the state. He was promoted from the sixth-rank general magistrate to the fifth-rank governor of the state, and there was no suspicion of over-promotion.
When Fu Shi heard this, his heart was excited and his cheeks were flushed, and he said: "Dong Weng, my student is willing to go to Henan to be an official and raise a common people. Thank you Dong Weng and my uncle for making this happen."
He must seize this opportunity. As long as he can regulate one state and wait two or three years, he will be able to achieve success.
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Rong Guofu, Rong
A few days ago, the Qingtang celebrated Jia Heng's promotion to the title of Yong Ningbo. The two houses of Rong and Ning were bustling with excitement. They invited a theater troupe and entertained Mrs. Gaoming who came to congratulate her. Jia's mother was quite tired.
Jia Mu had a rare rest today. She was leaning on the Arhat bed, squinting her eyes slightly to rest. The old face under the silver hair looked peaceful. The maids Yuanyang, Amber, Jade, and Glaze were helping Jia Mu by squeezing her shoulders and beating her legs.
Jia's mother suddenly asked, "Yuanyang, is there any news from Guizhou?" She was asking Jia She and Jia Lian.
Jia She and his son have been in exile in Guizhou for two months.
A look of thought appeared on Yuanyang's white and oval face, and he said softly: "It's been almost two months, and we should be arriving in Guizhou soon. Uncle Heng had given instructions earlier. When the escort officer arrives in Guizhou, he will send someone to deliver a letter."
Jia Mu sighed and said, "It's such a long journey. Brother Lian is young and strong, so I'm not worried. I'm just a man of his age. Can his old arms and legs make it to Guizhou?"
After celebrating the title of Ning Guofu, after taking some time off, Jia Mu also missed Jia She.
After all, he is his eldest son. No matter how he fails to live up to his expectations, he is still the flesh that has fallen off his body. The initial disgust gradually faded away as time passed, and he was worried about Jia She's safety.
"Those escorting officers are honoring the grand master, so they shouldn't cause the grand master and second master Lian to suffer too much." Yuanyang said softly.
Jia Mu sighed and said: "Yuanyang, wait for another three or two years and see if we can let Brother Heng ask for grace in the palace and let the father and son come back. Girl Feng and her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are just like living widows. It’s not a long-term solution, and the big family can’t have an heir.”
Yuanyang frowned imperceptibly, and said softly: "Old lady, the original decree of the palace seemed to be that no one should be pardoned. This is the uncle. I'm afraid it's hard to say. Yesterday, I saw Brother Cong leaving the school. When he comes back, he seems to be taking the government examination this time. "
Asking him to plead with the palace would only consume the holy family members. As for the extinct heir, the concubine Jia Cong is still there, and the Rongguo Dafang still has descendants.
Jia Mu: ""
He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but didn't think much about it. Thinking of Jia Cong, he asked in a low voice, "Both he and Baoyu will end up in the county government's two tests the day after tomorrow?"
Yuanyang said softly, "What I heard from my wife is that we all have a try. Even if we don't win, it won't be a big deal." Mrs. Wang has been vaccinated for the past two days.
"It's good to go out and give it a try. They are still young." Jia Mu nodded and said happily, then smiled and said: "Now Brother Heng is taking the lead in Wu in the East Palace, and here in the West Palace It is also a good thing to take the imperial examination, as it is good for both civil and military affairs. When Baoyu passes the imperial examination in the future, I will feel relieved."
With the loss of Rongguo's title, Jia Zheng was promoted to the fourth rank in the civil service career, and Jia's mother also had more expectations for Baoyu.
Well, after all, when Baoyu was beaten, he could tell that he would become an official in the future...
At this moment, Lin Zhixiao's family walked lightly into the Rongqing Hall and said, "Old lady, the attacker is coming." Jia Mu was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "She is not waiting on the eldest girl. What are you doing here at this time?" Xiren also came out of Jia Mu's house, but was later driven out of Baoyu's house by Mrs. Wang, and now he is serving Yuanchun.
Lin Zhixiao's family smiled and said, "They say they are looking for a mandarin duck."
Mother Jia's face suddenly dawned, and she chuckled and said, "Yuanyang, please stop waiting for me. Maybe Xiren wants to see you for something, so go and see him. You young ladies might as well talk more."
Yuanyang responded and said softly: "Old lady, I'll be here in a moment."
"Let's go." Mother Jia watched Yuanyang leave and sighed softly in her heart. This girl would really be reluctant to follow Brother Heng in a few years.
Yuanyang walked lightly out of Rongqing Hall and came to the end of the corridor. He happened to see the attacker. Yadan had a slight smile on his face and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "I am serving the old lady, why are you calling me?" what's up?"
The attacker gently took Yuanyang's arm, came to the flower wall, and whispered: "The uncle has sent a letter from Henan, do you know?"
Yuanyang frowned and said, "Letter? What's wrong?"
"That means Ping'er hasn't come here yet."
The voice said: I heard that there were letters for several girls, but not for you. "
The last time Jia Heng came to write home, it was also a letter that Dai Yu had previously "criticized". Because the situation in Henan was uncertain at that time, it was not a separate letter. The letter included references to Yuan Ying Tan Xi, Dai Yu, Xiang Yun and other sisters. There was a mention, but no mention of Yuanyang.
