In Sister Feng's courtyard, in the wing room, in the evening, the golden sunset passed through the window and fell on Sister Feng, making the young woman Hua Xin a little more peaceful and gentle than usual.
Jia Heng stared at the beautiful young woman with a look of sadness on her face, and said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng, what happened to the second brother Lian was because the Holy Emperor was so angry that he smuggled it to the border town, and then he was sent to Guizhou, and he was pardoned. At that time King Zhongshun is aggressive, so I don’t want to beg for mercy in order to avoid suspicion."
Could he have interceded for Jia Lian in the first place? In fact, it is possible, but it is easy to teach others.
At that time, he was not as powerful as he is now. If the crime had occurred after he invaded Henan, even if he did not have to plead for mercy, Emperor Chongping would have spared Jia Lian and there would have been no mercy.
Now, once Chrysostom is opened, it cannot be shaken and will not be repeated again.
"It was none of Brother Heng's business at the beginning. After all, it was fate. It was my fate that was not good." Under Sister Feng's eyebrows, her bright and charming red phoenix eyes lowered her sad gaze and sighed softly.
Mistress Lian, who used to be a talkative and even a bit shrewd, now looks like a grievance-filled little daughter-in-law, with her head downcast and her face looking sad.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment. He had no choice in this situation. He could only take one step and count the other.
Sister Feng was silent for a moment, perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was a little strange. She turned to look at the account books on the side, handed them over, and said: "Brother Heng, let's not talk about this anymore. You can go back and take a look at these account books. If you don't understand anything, you can Send someone to ask me."
Jia Heng raised his eyes and glanced at the vast night outside the window, and whispered: "That's fine, I'll go there first with the account book."
As he spoke, he picked up the account book. Because it was midsummer, her clothes were thin and cool. Sister Feng was wearing a pomegranate red low-cut skirt and her figure was plump. Jia Heng glanced lightly, and his eyes staggered, and he fell into the abyss. After reading a lot, I picked up the account book, said goodbye to Sister Feng, and left the house where Sister Feng was.
After Jia Heng left, Sister Feng sat alone on the chair next to the small table. Her beautiful and bright jade face had a faint expression. She pinched the handkerchief in her hand, folded it on her knees, and unfolded it again. Her cherry lips were slightly pursed, her beautiful eyes were From time to time thoughts and feelings of shame and annoyance arose in his mind.
Where were Brother Heng's eyes looking just now?
Think she didn't see it?
Sister Feng sighed softly in her heart, frowned her thin eyebrows, sighed quietly, lowered her eyes, folded the handkerchief in her hand and put it into her sleeve.
At this moment, Ping'er came in from the outside with a tea cup and said with a smile: "Grandma, the tea is here, drink tea."
Hearing Ping'er's voice, Sister Feng's eyebrows slightly raised. Her bright and narrow red phoenix eyes were full of shame and annoyance, and she said angrily: "You little hooves, I just asked you to pour tea, where did you stumble, and you're back now?"
Just now, it was probably because he saw her sad and crying that the hoof was outside on purpose and did not come in.
Ping'er picked up the tea cup and put it down on the coffee table, and said with a smile: "Grandma, after I poured the tea, I suddenly thought that the pot of tea was not good enough, so I went to the warehouse to put new tea on it, and then came here, so I was delayed. .”
If grandma is really lonely and unbearable in the empty boudoir, it is better to find Uncle Heng than to find someone who is not worthy of being on the stage in the future.
Sister Feng sighed softly and said, "Brother Heng just talked about Lian Er, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. Just now..."
This can be regarded as an explanation for why I was crying just now, but I didn't explain it in too much detail, because the more I explained, the more obvious it became.
Ping'er said softly: "Uncle Heng is a strange man. Although he looks a little stern on the surface, he actually knows both coldness and heat better than anyone else."
"You're right." Sister Feng nodded with a smile. Suddenly she remembered something, raised her eyes to look at Xiang Ping'er, her eyes were as red as fire, and said with a smile: "Okay, you are in love. .”
As if drinking fine wine, Ping'er's cheeks suddenly turned red, and her jade face was as bright and charming as rouge. She said softly: "What did grandma say? Besides, maybe someone is moved by love."
As he said that, he glanced at Sister Feng strangely.
Sister Feng's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her, and she secretly cursed "Young hooves" in her heart, and did not respond to this crazy talk.
Not to mention the conversation between the master and the servant, but as the night fell and the lanterns came on, Jia Heng returned to Ningguo Mansion and heard bursts of laughter coming from his second brother in the inner hall.
Entering the hall, I saw Qin Keqing, Second Sister You, Third Sister You and Baochai surrounding a mahjong table, touching mahjong with smiles on their faces.
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and asked, "Why are you so elegant?"
"Husband is back?" Qin Keqing put down the mahjong in her hand, let Ruizhu take the place, and looked at the young man opposite with a smile.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "I took the account book from Sister-in-law Feng and prepared to look through it at night."
Qin Keqing stepped forward, looked at the account books in Jia Heng's hand, and said, "I said that since those account books have been read, there is no need to read them. She insisted that she must show them to her husband."
Jia Heng said softly: "She is a cautious person."
After saying that, he sat down, looked at Baochai, and asked softly: "What do you think of this mahjong, Sister Xue?"
Baochai's muscles and bones were shiny, with a faint smile under his starry eyes, and he said: "Brother Heng is really a fantastic idea. I played with it for a while and found it quite different from the previous domino playing methods."
Does Baochai play dominoes?
I definitely have fun with Daiyu, and I can also drink and play dice, but neither of them plays as often as the little girls like Qingwen, and it is more of a social interaction with the elders.
For example, Jia's mother likes to play dominoes, and Sister Feng, Youshi, and Mrs. Wang often accompany Jia's mother to play happily. You can say that you don't have to play dominoes and mahjong, but you can't do it.
Jia Heng said softly: "I don't usually play with these things, but your sister-in-law likes to play with them."
Well, to put it this way, Mahjong was invented with some good intentions.
Qin Keqing's beautiful eyes flickered, she rolled her eyes at the young man, and said softly: "I have nothing to do at home. I just play cards and talk."
If she didn't play cards, her husband wouldn't have time to "provoke" Sister Xue. How many flowers and plants were her husband messing with while she was playing cards?
Sanjie You smiled and said, "Sister Qin, it looks like everyone is holding a lamp now. It's time for us to have dinner, right?"
Qin Keqing said softly: "It's getting late. Baozhu went to see if the kitchen has prepared food."
At this moment, before Baozhu could leave, a nun came in from outside and said, "Sir, a guard named Liu Jixian from outside is here to look for you."
Jia Heng put down the teacup in his hand and said seriously: "I'll be there right away."
At this moment, Liu Jixian was sitting on a nanmu armchair in the flower hall, sitting upright with a calm expression, not touching the tea cup next to the table.
After a while, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the eaves of the corridor outside. Liu Jixian almost jumped up from his seat, bowed his hands to Jia Heng who entered the hall and said, "I have met the governor in this humble position."
Jia Heng said: "Follow me to the study to talk."
He introduced Liu Jixian into the study, sat him down again, and asked, "Tell me."
Liu Jixian took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it over with both hands, and said: "Captain, this is the information letter sent by Qu Tongzhi in Shandong."
After the Kaifeng Rebellion, because the bandit lord Li Yanqing escaped alone and there were many collusions between Shandong and the White Lotus Sect, Qu Lang personally led a team to Shandong to investigate.
Qu Lang, because of his special merits in seizing Kaifeng, was recommended by Jia Heng to officially replace Lu Jingyao and was promoted to the rank of Commander in Chief of Jinyi.
Jia Heng took the letter from Liu Jixian and his face moved slightly. He turned to the candlelight and looked at the words on it. His eyes gradually became serious and he murmured: "The White Lotus Sect has such penetration in Shandong. Are you still connected with Duke Yansheng’s Mansion in Qufu?”
Liu Jixian said: "Qu Tongzhi said this in the intelligence."
Jia Heng pondered for a moment, closed his clothes, and said, "Ask Qu Lang to send someone to monitor closely."
Now is not the time to attack the Kong family. After a while, the intelligence has been collected, and then we can wait for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.
Jia Heng put down the note in his hand, looked at Liu Jixian, and said, "I have recommended you to the Holy Emperor as the governor of Fusi Town in Beizhen. You will take over the affairs of Wei Mansion recently."
"Thank you for your humble position, Commander." Liu Jixian heard this, his heart was agitated and his voice was almost trembling.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said: "The recent affairs in Beijing can be put aside for now. Tomorrow I will go to Jinyi Mansion to convene a few thousand households to discuss the situation of the Donglu enemy in northern Xinjiang."
The investigation of the enemy situation in Donglu in the north should be put on the agenda now.
"Yes, Commander." Liu Jixian calmed down the excitement in his heart and accepted.
After thinking for a while, Liu Jixian whispered: "Captain, the Zhongshan Lang in Datong also sent some news recently, saying that he has contacted the Qiao family of Shanxi merchants in Shanxi and started smuggling grain and ironware to the grassland."
Sun Shaozu was sent to Jinyi Mansion's jail for being implicated in the smuggling case of Jia She and Jia Lian and his son, and was then threatened by Jinyi Mansion to go to Shanxi Datongwei to infiltrate the smuggling Shanxi merchants and collect evidence of Shanxi businessmen's crimes. It has been half a year now. , has initially gained the trust of Shanxi merchants.
Because Sun Shaozu was originally a native of Datong, and his greedy and despicable attitude hardly needed to be concealed, he easily deceived Shanxi merchants.
Jia Heng nodded and said thoughtfully: "Send people to keep an eye on Sun Shaozu and send more."
"Don't worry, Commander, everyone is keeping an eye on you secretly." Liu Jixian responded with his hands raised.
Jia Heng gave Liu Jixian a few more words before letting him go back. Then he returned to the inner hall of the back house to meet Qin Keqing, Baochai, Second Sister You, and Third Sister You.
Afterwards, after sitting down and having dinner, Jia Heng returned to the inner study and looked through the account books. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he put the account books aside.
Then he took out a blank memorial and began to write a memorial recommending Shi Ding as governor of Henan, as well as impeaching some people in Liangjiang official circles for not knowing the general situation and reselling rice grains.
These memorials may not always be presented to the public. If it is during the court meeting, then direct recommendation will undoubtedly be more convincing than the memorial.
Under a candlelight, a young man in a straight green shirt has a handsome face and a focused expression. He is writing on a notebook with a pen hanging from his wrist.
At this moment, Qingwen's voice came from outside the house: "Miss Bao, the uncle is inside."
Jia Heng put down the brush in his hand on the pen holder, followed the sound and looked at Baochai who came Yingying, and said in surprise: "Why isn't Sister Xue playing with them in the hall?"
"You didn't disturb Brother Heng, did you?" Baochai's moist, almond-shaped eyes were filled with joy, and she said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng and Sister-in-law Zhu are here, playing mahjong with Sister Qin. Sister Qin asked me to come over and see Brother Heng. Is there anything missing or missing?"
Jia Heng said, "Don't bother me. Sister Xue, come sit here."
After saying that, he got up, stretched out his hand to take Baochai's jade-skinned hand, and sat down on the Taishi chair.
After a lot of talk before, Baochai and he almost became a couple.
Baochai's cheeks were slightly red, and she was sitting in Jia Heng's arms. Suddenly, the moist apricot eyes under her beautiful eyebrows flashed brightly, and she said in surprise: "Brother Heng is writing a memorial?"
"Well, I might use it when I go to court." Jia Heng held Baochai's soft and smooth little hand and felt that it was extremely soft. One Baochai, one Yuanchun, two cousins, both of them were plump. , even if you don’t do anything, it feels like a pleasure to hold it.
If you hold two...
Well, what are you thinking about?
The girl was held by Jia Heng, especially with her hands on her lower abdomen, as if she was holding on to her flesh.
Baochai's plump, white cheeks were already as red as clouds and beautiful, but her eyes were attracted by the memorial on the mahogany desk. She said softly: "Last time I saw the "Chen He" written by Brother Heng in the Di newspaper. "Shi Shu", I read it with fluent diction and both sense and reason... This is the first time I have seen the memorial just written. I have never seen it before. "
Jia Heng whispered, "Sister, pick it up and take a look, so you can help me polish it."
Holding Baochai in his arms and letting him read the memorial attentively is a bit more elegant than red sleeves adding fragrance. I think when Li Zhi asked Wu Mei to review the memorial, he probably wanted to see another scene.
Busy, busy, sweeping the table with a wave of his sleeves, lifting up his skirt...or even multitasking, busy at both ends?
Baochai stared at the aquiline calligraphy on the memorial, and read the concise and concise words. His eyes were filled with brilliance, and bursts of love surged in his heart. He said softly: "Brother Heng, this memorial is well written. I'll take a look at it." They all felt that the writing was fluent and completed in one go.”
In the original work, Baochai was able to write "The good wind will send me to the blue clouds with its strength". Jia Heng, who was already an earl and military minister at a young age, is undoubtedly his ideal husband. It can be said that it is simply dreamy. An ordinary husband.
Jia Heng said: "These are all my experiences in the process of river management in the south. My sister is also from Jinling and grew up here. She should have heard from her aunt about the officialdom in Jinling."
When he is with Baochai, he is not only addicted to Xuezi, but also a noble scholar in the mountains with crystal clear snow, and he should also be quite knowledgeable in political affairs.
Baochai thought for a while, carefully weighed his words, and said softly: "I heard some from my family, but our family is fine. We are doing palace business, and we don't dare to bully the officials."
Jia Heng gently gestured to Baochai's little hand and said: "I have always known that my sister is a capable person. After passing the door, she can take care of part of our family's business outside."
Hearing this, Baochai couldn't help but feel sweetness in her heart. She leaned her beautiful head in the arms of the young man behind her and whispered: "My mother is in charge of the business at home now. I am a girl and I don't take care of everything." Will do."
"I'm afraid I'll have to help my sister after she passes the door." Jia Heng came closer and kissed Baochai's beautiful face, feeling that her skin was moist and pink.
Baochai's eyebrows were shy, but her moist almond-shaped eyes were filled with joy, and she said softly: "Then I'll listen to Brother Heng."
The two of them chatted for a while, and Jia Heng said softly: "There is one more thing I want to talk to my sister."
Princess Xianning's matter also needs to be explained to Baochai, otherwise when he learns from others, if he doesn't say anything about his grudge, it will affect the friendship between the two.
Baochai turned around, his moist apricot eyes full of curiosity, and said, "Brother Heng?"
Jia Heng sighed and said, "I actually don't know how to tell my sister."
Seeing Jia Heng's hesitant expression, Baochai's heart tightened and she vaguely guessed, saying softly and softly: "Brother Heng, just tell me."
Jia Heng was silent for a while and said, "It's about Princess Xianning."
After saying that, you can obviously feel the plump and lovely figure of the girl in your arms stiffen.
Baochai said softly: "Brother Heng, what happened to Princess Xianning?"
She guessed that Brother Heng and the Xianning princess went to Henan together, and they must be romantic and thoughtful. Sister Qin also said this before, so it was not surprising.
Jia Heng gently held Baochai's plump and soft cheeks, looked at the beautiful face, and said softly: "Sister, Princess Xianning's matter is a bit complicated. I am now in charge of nearly 200,000 troops in the Beijing camp, and I will lead the troops there in the future. During the war in the north, Sister Xue has always been very thoughtful and she should be able to guess what the palace is thinking about me."
As soon as these words came out, Baochai's appearance suddenly changed, and there was already a storm in her heart.
This shrewd girl immediately understood the connection, but she was also dubious about Jia Heng's words...well, actually.
Jia Heng said: "Of course, I don't hide it from my sister. I also have some reasons of my own."
He held Baochai in his arms and said, "I feel sorry for Sister Xue after all."
Baochai's face was pale, she sighed softly, and said quickly: "Brother Heng, don't say that..."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said softly: "Since she is favored by the princess, it is impossible for her to enter the family and become a child according to her status as the imperial daughter of the clan."
When Baochai heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and she felt like her heart was being squeezed tightly. Can't a princess be a little girl?
That is the Queen of Xiaomo, Nvying. She and Sister Qin happen to be the same person?
What about her? So where is she going?
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, and briefly talked about the relationship between the two. After Baochai digested the news, he sighed softly and said: "I didn't expect such a thing to happen. If I knew it a long time ago, I asked the palace to My sister has been given to marry me."
When Baochai heard this, Yurong, who was deep in thought, changed her color slightly and said quickly: "Brother Heng, I..."
Jia Heng said: "Sister, there is another saying that it is possible to have three sons, that is, not only the heir of Ningguo Mansion, but also the heir of Rongguo Mansion."
Baochai:"???"
The girl was stunned for a moment, then her heart suddenly accelerated a little faster than expected.
Jia Heng said: "It means that both Ning and Rong's houses have temples. Now it's just a theory."
Speaking of this, he paused and said: "But this is the method proposed by the eldest princess of Jinyang. She wants her daughter, Princess Qinghe... to not talk about things that are not yet certain."
When Baochai heard this, her face turned pale. At some point, her eyes were filled with mist, and she was in a daze. How could there be a Princess Qinghe here?
Jia Heng said: "Sister Xue, I think that after I have made some more achievements, I will ask my sister to be my main wife. There is no need to take care of me at the same time. I just want the palace to grant me a marriage, and my sister will promise me to be my main wife."
I thought, since we already have three houses, is it possible for one of the eight houses in Shenjing that has no heirs to have a house?
Baochai's face was sluggish, his eyes were absent-minded, and he was biting his cherry lips. He didn't know what he was feeling in his heart, and said: "Brother Heng, I'm afraid this matter won't be that easy."
If there are no princesses or princesses, and the palace only grants marriages, it would be reasonable to follow the example of Empress E's daughter-in-law.
But now she is a princess and a princess. They both have concurrent wives. Even if she is given a marriage, which house will she inherit?
Jia Heng took Baochai's jade hand and said, "Sister, this is just a temporary measure after all. One day, if I become the king of the county, I will definitely ask my sister to be my concubine."
Concubine...
The moist apricot eyes under Baochai's beautiful eyebrows were lost for a moment, and then she met those warm gazes and said softly: "Brother Heng, I follow Brother Heng and I don't care about my status."
Just as she was talking, the girl felt a surge of sourness in her heart, almost flooding her body and mind like a tide.
She doesn't have the love of husband and wife like Sister Qin, nor does she have the noble life experience of a princess or a princess, so she probably can't be counted on as a real wife.
Jia Heng hugged Baochai gently and said warmly: "Don't worry, sister, if I make further contributions, I will ask the palace to grant me a marriage and give my sister an explanation. Even if outsiders have criticism, they are just coming for me. Besides, I will give my sister an explanation." Having a third wife is not incompatible with ordinary etiquette, so adding a gift marriage is nothing more than even more inconsistent."
Compared to Daiyu...huh? Something is wrong?
Well, in short, Baochai's status is not a too difficult issue. Before he became the county king, he just asked for an imperial edict, and the imperial edict did not need to deliberately mention the title of his wife and the issue of heir.
Because it was a gifted marriage, the world was a circle with its own rules, and the criticism was quelled by the words of the emperor's supreme power and supremacy.
As for being at home, living with the door closed, no one would really wrong Baochai.
The title of the head wife is nothing more than a matter of inheritance and title, but with him around, it is not a big problem if the two of them have children, either become generals in the army, or take the imperial examination.
Of course, the premise of all this is that he has made great achievements and made the emperor willing to issue an imperial edict, and people at the time really didn't pay much attention to the affairs of these back houses.
If one day he really becomes the king of the county, it is estimated that Baochai would rather be a side concubine so that the heirs born in the future can have a title, rather than be obsessed with the title of head wife of an ordinary royal wife.
The problem will then resolve itself.
Development can be said to be a good solution to all problems. If he... even Xianning and Jinyang can have a name, the world will be a taboo for the venerable and turn a blind eye to the affairs of the harem.
Hearing Jia Heng's words, Baochai's heart trembled. Her bright eyes, which had been a little dull, became bright again, and she clearly felt the will contained in the young man's words. She said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng has this intention. I don’t care whether you have status or status.”
She thought that she had been in love with him since they met, but she had not done anything for him. She and he were both young, and their status would always have to be resolved. Besides, who would have thought that there was a talk about being married before?
There will always be a way in the future.
Jia Heng put the girl's head against his heart, hugged her plump waist, and said warmly: "Since I promised my sister, I will never break my promise. Don't worry, sister, I will let her enter Ningguo Mansion in an eight-carriage sedan." , in the future our children will not suffer from the distinction between legitimate concubines and concubines."
Hearing this, Baochai let out a quiet "hmm", and immediately her delicate body softened and her jade cheeks turned red.
Her and Brother Heng's child?
Yes, being a mother means being strong. Even if she is not doing it for herself, she must do it for... her children.
