In the pavilion
Jia Heng let go of Zhen Qing and let Zhen Qing adjust her clothes. She then took Zhen Xue's hand and asked with concern: "Why are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhen Xue pursed her lips and said softly: "Xu Shigang When I arrived in Yangzhou, I felt a little acclimated."
Jia Heng looked at the beauty's face, frowned, and said warmly: "Can I invite a doctor?"
Zhen Xue seemed to feel a little panicked by the warm gaze and changed the subject: "Zi Yu, you just said that the deficit in the Weaving Bureau was caused by the Supreme Emperor's southern tour. This is something everyone knows. nor
It’s none of our family’s business, right?
Obviously, compared to Zhen Qing who seemed indifferent on the surface, Zhen Xue was quite concerned about what Jia Heng just said.
Jia Heng said: "Although the Zhen family is running errands for the palace, how many of the Zhen family have done greedy things in the name of the palace in recent years? The Zhen family in Jiangnan has thousands of mansions in Jinling, and their daily life Extravagant. Is it possible to make all this money with your father's salary alone? In fact, there is no need for me to check, even if it is an impeachment letter from an ordinary censor.
Tianyan was furious, and the Zhen family was in disaster. "
Memorial, Tian Yanzhen
Compared with the reform of salt affairs, which involves the division of salt administration and power and responsibilities, sweeping away salt merchants requires a little blocking of the world.
The three major weaving bureaus in the south of the Yangtze River are the property of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the Zhen family is like the slaves of the Chen and Han royal family. As long as Emperor Chongping issues an imperial edict asking the Zhen family to make up for the deficit over the years, then the Zhen family will only be at the mercy of others, and they will not even be able to fight. stand up.
Zhen Xue was speechless for a moment, her beautiful eyes as full as water looked at the young man opposite, her eyes were weak
His eyes were soft and clear, and he whispered: "Ziyu, can you give us an idea?
Compared with Zhen Qing, who was half-believing and taking chances, Zhen Xue, who listened to "The Biography of Jia Heng", regarded some of Jia Heng's methods as if they were gods.
"Xue'er is begging me?" Jia Heng looked at Wen Ningyan's beautiful face and asked with a smile.
Zhen Xue: "???"
Her gentle and graceful face was as beautiful as the clouds. She lowered her eyes slightly and said softly: "Ziyu, please... don't make trouble."
Yuli people are usually not talkative and have a submissive nature.
Especially in front of Jia Heng, Jia Heng has the final say.
Zhen Qing looked at the young man with her sister coldly, sneering in her heart. He was really considerate and completely different from the other two.
"Actually, I don't either
In fact, I have no choice. "Jia Heng held Zhen Xue in his arms, stretched out his hand into his skirt, gently piled a snowman, and whispered: "The Zhen family still finds a way to make up for the shortfall. Even if the other wealth is not there, it doesn't matter if you think about it. The key is If your sister insists on dragging the Zhen family into the matter of seizing the legitimate son, it will be the disaster that destroys the family."
Zhen Xueqing lowered her head, her jade face was reddish, and glanced at Zhen Qing, whose face was as clear as frost. Her beady voice trembled, and she sighed softly: "I didn't care about this at first. I have persuaded my sister several times. , but she didn’t listen very much, as if she was in a daze.
Same. "
Jia Heng looked at Zhen Xue, who was extremely shy and had nowhere to put her hands, and whispered: "Xue'er has always been gentle and kind, and she is honest. I know that."
With that said, under the trembling delicate body of the young woman Huaxin, she suddenly held the red plum of Xueling.
After a while, Jia Heng raised his eyes and looked at Zhen Xue, whose jade cheeks were as red as blood. She closed her eyes slightly and was ashamed to see others. She whispered: "Xue'er, it depends on how the Zhen family goes, and it has nothing to do with you. Connection, as the saying goes, is the water thrown by a married daughter. Just be your Princess Beijing and don’t let your sister trouble you again. Besides hurting you, what else can she do?"
Zhen Qing glared angrily and scolded: "Asshole, shut up!"
He had just stirred up the relationship between her and the prince, and now he was stirring up the relationship between her and her sister, and it was so blatant.
Zhen Xue's delicate brows frowned slightly, she looked out the window with soft eyes, sighed, and said, "The Zhen family has raised me so well, I can't bear to watch that scene."
"Then close your eyes and stop looking." Zhen Xue:
"???"
However, he saw a shadow approaching, his lips softened, and a sullen breath came over him.
Zhen Qing looked at the two people who were talking to each other, and frowned. She felt upset. She walked not far away and looked at the wind between the two of them, thinking about how to deal with it.
Even if there is a deficit, it is not something the Zhen family wants to do. Everything is done by the person from Chonghua Palace for pleasure. Even if their family sells various properties to make up for the hole, how much can it make up for?
Perhaps, since there was so much money recovered from the salt industry, the court would not be too eager to disturb the Weaving Bureau.
What if dad could help this bastard organize the salt business? Will the resentment in my father's heart be reduced a lot? Let that bastard intercede for a while, and this level will be over.
Zhen Qing was originally smart. Since she couldn't beat him, she would join. Why not marry the Jia family again?
Of course women cannot be concubines. Of course there is a daughter of the Baozhen family in the second room of Rongguo Mansion.
Jade, maybe you can talk about it, no matter what, it is a marriage. Here, Jia Heng and Zhen Xue were obsessed with each other for a while, but they didn't do anything else. They were just talking, but Zhen Xue was still a little shy and kept replying.
"Xinxin is cute, smart, and quiet, more like you." Jia Heng looked at Zhen Xue and praised her.
Well, that's a lot of praise.
Mentioning her daughter, Zhen Xue's eyebrows beamed with joy, her slender face was filled with a smile, and she said happily, "Xinxin has been naughty since she was a child, but she has gotten better in the past two years."
"You, the mother-in-law, taught me well." Jia Heng said with a smile. Zhen Xue's eyebrows were lowered, her eyes avoided the "loving" gaze, and she said a little embarrassedly: "Ziyu, you... you are overly praised.
Jia Heng smiled, grabbed the beauty's slender catkins, and asked, "Xue'er, is Princess Beijing still mean to Xinxin?"
The slight smile on Zhen Xue's face froze for a moment, and she lowered her head. Beauty Xue's face was pale, and she sighed softly and said, "Xinxin is a little afraid of her grandmother."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and whispered: "When you go back, you can tell Concubine Beijing to ask Brother Beijing to accept the concubine. By then, Concubine Beijing will know who made the mistake and will not I won't hate you anymore." Jia Heng said, his eyes a little darker, but he felt that when the King of Beijing was mentioned, the beauty's delicate body trembled, and the bare hands she held were also a little trembling and cold, as if she was attracted to Zhen Xue. She said that she still felt a little guilty towards her husband.
Looking at him, his eyes were slightly closed and his pink lips were tightly pursed. Jia Heng's expression paused and he didn't care. It was just a test.
The highest state of the tauren is not to occupy the body, but to pry away the heart.
But from the current point of view, both Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue are actually traditional women, and they still have a sense of guilt.
It's just that Zhen Qing broke the jar, didn't care on the surface, and hid it deeper, while Zhen Xue hid it shallower, um, something seemed wrong?
"Well, it's none of your business. After you get married, you will be worthy of the Shui family. If your sister hadn't plotted against you, you wouldn't have..." Jia Heng took Zhen Xue's hand and hugged her In his arms, he whispered: "It was me who forced you later. It had nothing to do with you. You were just the victim." Zhen Xue's face was pale, her eyes were dazed, and she said in a faint tone: "Zi Yu, I, I am a bad woman."
If it was all the fault of his sister and him, but the fairy-like happiness when they were obsessed with each other almost made her... Can she really keep deceiving herself?
Jia Heng stretched out his hand and pinched Hua Xin's pink and smooth face, and said comfortingly: "Stop thinking about it, you are not a bad woman, you are just an ordinary woman."
Regarding the matter of cultivating water dragons, it is better to be shameless and shameless. For those with a delicate mind and a strong sense of morality, it is easy to get distracted and end up committing suicide. Zhen Xue raised her eyes to meet the warm gaze, her depressed mood gradually subsided, and she said "Yeah" obediently.
Heng hugged Zhen Xue's snow shoulders, smelled the fragrance of orchids in the beauty's ears, and whispered softly: "Good Xue'er, how about we discuss this with you?" "Don't yell..." Zhen Xue Yurong Ran Fei, her bright eyes filled with water, whispered: "Whatever happens, you just say it."
What a good Xueer, how can you call her so affectionately?
Jia Heng looked seriously at the beauty's Wen Ning eyebrows, and said suddenly: "Xue'er, Xinxin is so cute
, you can also help me give birth to one. "Zhen Xue: "
....."
I just felt my heart beating wildly, and I don't know whether it was sweetness or embarrassment. All of them came to my heart, and my fair-skinned face turned red with embarrassment. It was so bright and beautiful, and I said angrily: "You... What nonsense are you talking about?"
But for some reason, scenes of him hugging his pregnant belly and whispering in his ears appeared in the lake in his heart. Soon, he realized that it was the young man who was coaxing himself to be happy, tracing the lines of his stern face with his soft eyes. My heart is complicated and inexplicable.
Maybe as he said that day, if she is not married... huh?
When the young woman Hua Xin thought about this, she felt her heart beating wildly and quickly dismissed those terrible and bold thoughts.
Her body had already failed the prince, and her heart could no longer afford to fail him.
Zhen Qing looked at the two people who were holding hands and talking together, her phoenix eyes flashed with cold light, and her heart was filled with irritation. Immediately, a sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth.
If you were able to give birth, then Mrs. Qin wouldn't have no movement in her stomach right now.
I act like an animal every time, but in the end I don't even see a child. It's really ridiculous.
However, it also allows her not to be anxious and uneasy, and she can enjoy herself... Either for this reason, or if she has a child, it will indeed be a trouble.
With that said, he let go of Zhen Xue's hand, and asked Zhen Qing some details about the two envoys before and after the Yanyun Division, and then let the two of them leave the pavilion and go to the flower hall of the back house.
Jia Heng planned to take a bath to wash away Zheng Chen and prepare to go to Huanhua Tower to attend Wang Shouqi's banquet in the evening.
Just as he was heading towards the wing room where he lived, he saw Chen Xiao in a blue dress at the moon door. She stood tall and straight, her eyes paused and she asked, "Where are you going?"
Under Chen Xiao's dark eyebrows, she looked at the young man opposite. She had just heard that Jia Heng was talking to Princess Chu and Princess Beijing. She was curious about what the two parties were talking about, so she used the lightening technique to stand on the eaves.
When Wapian looked at it, he was almost frightened when he saw the pair of concubines entangled.
Big jump.
This bastard actually has an affair with Princess Chu and Princess Beijing, and it seems that the two have been friends for a while. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Jia Heng looked at Chen Xiao, who looked strange, and asked with a frown.
Just now, he had a vague feeling that someone was spying on him, but he didn't expect it to be Chen Xiao. Chen Xiao suppressed the weirdness in his heart, a slight blush appeared on his clear and frosty cheeks, and said coldly: "It's nothing, you asked me to keep an eye on the news about the Jurchens, and now I have some clues."
Hearing this, Jia Heng straightened up his face, pulled Chen Xiao's sleeves, and whispered, "Let's go to the house and talk."
Being pulled by Jia Heng, Chen Xiao felt uncomfortable all over. It seemed that the young man's hands were contaminated with a lot of fragrant scent. He slowly stepped back a few steps, looked away from the young man opposite, and said softly: "Those people want to If I want to assassinate you, I'm afraid it's just recently. You should pay more attention in Yangzhou." Jia Heng frowned deeply, thought for a while, and asked: "If it's just recently... then I will go to Huanzhou later. Hualou, will he be assassinated by these people?"
Chen Xiao's clear eyes showed deep thoughts, and after a moment, he whispered: "There are a lot of people in Huanhualou and other places, and there are all kinds of people from all religions. If those people want to assassinate you, they will definitely not miss this opportunity, and they can also blame Yangzhou. A salt merchant can accomplish multiple things with one stone."
Hearing this, Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at the flickering lights on the candlestick and nodded: "What you said makes sense, I'll arrange it later." After saying that, he asked the nun outside to call Liu Jixian and plan to Set it up.
Chen Xiao looked at the young man who had left and returned, and said, "Are you planning to lure the snake out of its hole?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Since they are assassinating me, I will give them this opportunity. I will bring less guards later. This is also an opportunity for me."
If he was assassinated while attending a banquet with a salt merchant and had an excuse attack, then the method of investigating the salt merchant could be slightly more radical. After making up his mind, Jia Heng's face turned pale again, he looked at Chen Xiao and warned, "I will go to Huanhua Building later. You can take good care of Sister Lin at home and protect her."
There was a hint of worry in his eyes, and he said: "There is a brocade outside the salt courtyard.
The Yifu guards don't need anyone to take care of them, so I'll go with you. You may not be able to handle the tricks of these gangsters. They may not be able to poison you. You can't resist hidden weapons like pear blossom needles in heavy rain. "
Hearing this, Jia Heng turned to look at Chen Xiao, looked at it for a moment, smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Xiaoxiao."
As he spoke, he reached out and couldn't help pinching the cold jade cheek, but then he remembered something and patted the girl's shoulder instead.
Chen Xiao snorted coldly, but did not knock off Jia Heng's hand.
At this time, Qingwen came from outside. As soon as she entered the wing, she glanced at Chen Xiao with an unkind look and said, "Sir, the hot water is ready. It's time to take a shower."
Jia Heng nodded and said softly: "Qingwen, go give Chef Xiao a set of clothes that I usually wear and ask her to change into them. I'll have something to do later."
Then he looked at Chen Xiao who was silent and said softly: "This will be more convenient."
Qingwen was surprised, glanced at Chen Xiao, and quickly responded.
In the evening, Huanhua Tower is brightly lit, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music spreads far away in the night.
This brothel, built in the 10th year of Chongping, has five floors. It is located on the bank of the Xiao Qinhuai River, with a front building and a back garden. It occupies a vast area and is well-proportioned with pavilions and pavilions.
At this moment, a string of red lanterns are hung on the high wooden flagpole and the eaves of the corridor. Perhaps it is summer, and some people are wearing bright and light clothes.
, a brothel girl in a light gauze skirt is leaning on the railing to attract customers, her red sleeves are stretched out, and she is wearing a straight green shirt underneath, and a scholar wearing a blue scholar's square scarf on his head is boarding the brothel with a few friends to have fun.
In the pavilion next to the lake, Wang Shouqi had been waiting for a long time. He was accompanied by seven other salt merchants, including Jiang Tong, Huang Rishan, Huang Cheng, Cheng Peili, Ma Xianjun, Bao Zuhui, Xiao Hongsheng and others.
At this moment, they heard that the boy was running all the way and came over to report that Jia Heng was outside the building. Several salt merchants left the side room and went to greet him.
"Uncle Yong Ning, you are finally here." Wang Shouqi greeted the green-shirted young man with only five or six retinues with an eager smile. A string of red lanterns on the flagpoles on both sides swayed in the wind, casting down circles of ambiguous light. Eight wealthy merchants from Yangzhou greeted each other, attracting the attention of many women on the railings.
Everyone exchanged pleasantries, entered the box, and took their seats one after another.
Su Jin was wearing a round-collared brocade robe and a tall figure. He raised his eyes to look at several salt merchants. His eyes lingered on Wang Shouqi's face and asked, "Master Wang, what does this solemn invitation mean to me?"
With an eager smile on his face, Wang Shouqi said, "Isn't it because I heard that Uncle Yongning ordered Jiangbei University to be reorganized?"
The camp in Jiangbei was short of armaments, food, pay, ordnance. After hearing this, we decided to donate some money to support Yongning Bo in rectifying the camp's armaments. "
When Jia Heng heard this, he looked surprised, smiled and asked, "Where did this news come from, Mr. Wang?"
He just discussed the issue of food, wages and ordnance with the generals of the Jiangbei Camp this morning, and said that he would go to the Jinling Household Department and the Ministry of War to ask for them. He didn't expect Wang Shouqi to receive them in the evening.
Of course, I had no intention of hiding it.
Wang Shouqi smiled and explained: "Uncle Yong Ning, don't get me wrong. How could we not pay attention when court ministers like Yong Ning came to Yangzhou? As for the Jiangbei Camp, doing business in Yangzhou also hopes that the ground will be peaceful and peaceful. Let's not talk about it before. ,now
Dui, now that Uncle Yongning is in charge of Jiangbei Camp, we local folks must contribute no matter what.
Several people on the side agreed.
Jia Heng said: "It's hard for me to talk about the salt merchant's charity donation. It's better to go to the Yanyuan Yamen and explain it to the court."
"Uncle Yongning, if you go back and forth like this, you will waste a lot of time, and it will be easily intercepted at all levels. How about not bothering the two masters at all, and just let Uncle Yongning take it over?" At this time, one of the Yangzhou salt merchants Huang Rishan smiled and said.
Bao Zuhui said with a smile: "Yes, Uncle Yongning is now the commander-in-chief of Jiangbei Camp. Whether it is training or placement in the military academy, money is indispensable. These funds are some of our admiration. Please don't refuse, Uncle Yongning."
As several people were talking, they saw a boy carrying a brocade box. Jia Heng glanced at the crowd with eager expressions on their faces.
Several salt merchants in the crowd smiled and asked, pretending to be confused: "What is this?" "A silver note, a silver note of three hundred thousand taels.
As military supplies and wages, Uncle Yongning please don't refuse. "Wang Shouqi said with a smile. It was said that it was to support the food and salary of the Jiangbei camp, but in fact it was more like bribing Jia Heng with stolen silver. The money was left at Jia Heng's disposal, while the salt merchant bought a Ping'an with 300,000 taels.
Seeing this, Jia Heng did not rush to accept it for a moment. He seemed to be hesitant and said thoughtfully: "Now the imperial court is in urgent need of food, salary and ordnance to prepare the Jiangbei camp. With these three hundred thousand taels of silver, Mr. Wang has really solved the urgent need."
With that said, he winked at Liu Jixian and asked him to accept it. Sugar-coated cannonballs, eat the sugar-coating, turn back and hit the cannonballs back. When everyone saw this, most of them were overjoyed and secretly thought that if they accepted the money like this, they would at least be able to talk.
Did they want to do this before? This person is much easier to deal with than Qi Kun, but Mr. Qi Ge is really insufferable.
Ma Xianjun and Cheng Peili looked at each other, but they could see some doubts and solemnity in each other's eyes.
Jia Heng raised his eyes and looked at Wang Shouqi, smiled and said: "Master Wang and all the righteous businessmen understand the righteousness so well, it is really admirable." Wang Shouqi smiled and said: "Uncle Yongning is too polite, if not the ground in Yangzhou goes smoothly. Taiping, we can’t do business well, this is what we should do.”
As he spoke, he pointed to the high platform covered with curtains not far away and said with a smile: "Huanhua Tower is the most famous building in Yangzhou. In the past few years, I purchased some girls from Wu and Yue. The girls from Wu are getting more and more beautiful, singing and dancing, and Uncle Yongning is a young man. You can take a look at my Yangzhou Fengyue."
As he said that, he clapped his hands and slowly opened the curtains on the balcony where the curtains were originally placed. Accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music, groups of women in bright clothes and skirts with hairpins danced on the balcony, round and white. , pearls and jade.
At this moment, in the backyard of Huanhua Building, there is a courtyard with cornices and hooked corners. The beams and pillars stand tall and the curtains lock the building. Only the lights are vaguely visible. In the inner courtyard, a graceful figure is projected on the screen.
Gu Ruoqing, the new oiran of Huanhua House, was sitting at the dressing table in front of the window, looking into the mirror to dress up.
This woman is twenty-nine years old, with a slim figure, a standard melon-seed face, a high nose bridge, a reddish tan mouth, and dark eyes with longing eyes under her curved willow-leaf eyebrows. Her face is as charming as a peach and plum, but she is quiet. , There seems to be a heroic spirit in the facial features.
She was originally a famous prostitute in Jinling City. Because she was a good friend of the owner of Huanhua Tower, she came to Huanhua Tower to live temporarily. As soon as she entered Yangzhou, she was chased by Liu Shengzao, the transfer envoy of Huaidu and Huaidu.
"Sister Gu." At this moment, a petite and exquisite girl in a red dress, with a smooth forehead and a flower pattern on her forehead, came closer and said softly.
"Nan Ling, mom didn't tell you to accompany Uncle Yong Ning, why haven't you gone yet?" Gu Ruoqing gently removed the gold hairpin jewelry from her hair and raised her eyes to look at the innocent girl with a faint smile on Li Guo.
Compared to Gu Ruoqing, who was slightly taller, the girl named Nan Ling was a bit petite. At that time, the custom of Jiangnan scholars admired the white and thin Yangzhou thin horses, and mostly focused on pigeons that were full and not enough to hold.
Helplessness was seen on Nan Ling's pretty face. The girl who had just grown hair said softly: "I'll go over in a while and ask me to sing a song for Uncle Yong Ning. If you don't like it, forget it. I'm not sure yet." You've got your eye on me."
As a thin horse raised since childhood, he is proficient in various musical instruments and ways to please men. He was originally a gift from some merchants in Yangzhou to high-ranking officials.
At this moment, the maid from outside came in and said, "Miss, Mr. Liu has sent someone over to ask the lady to go to the Slender West Lake to paint the boat."
"It's already this time." Gu Ruoqing's beautiful eyebrows were condensed, and her voice was like broken jade and water, and she said: "Tell the person who came, it's too late, I'm going to bed, and I won't go."
