Jia Henggong was awarded the title of first-class marquis. It was not just Feng Wan and Feng Wan who were upset, but also the East Road Courtyard. Since Jia She was exiled, the black oil gate courtyard that was originally separated by a wall in Rongguo Mansion, in order to facilitate travel, Sister Feng also opened a door in the wall for easy access.
Yingchun and Xiuyan lived together in a wing room in the East Road courtyard. The lights were brightly lit at the moment, and the two girls were sitting on the bed.
Siqi was talking to Yingchun and said, "Just now, the uncle asked the girl, why didn't she reply?"
Yingchun said weakly: "I must have replied."
Siqi felt a little resentful and said, "Girls should be more active."
Yingchun nodded, said "hmm" and said, "Then I'll go to Ning Mansion for a walk tomorrow."
Xing Xiuyan was washing his feet at the side, holding a book in his hand and reading. After hearing this, he stared at Siqi not far away, his eyes thoughtful.
At this moment, the nanny who was welcoming the spring outside called out: "Second girl, cousin, the eldest lady is here."
The two masters and servants who were talking remained silent for the time being.
Not long after, Mrs. Xing, accompanied by Wang Shanbao's family, entered the wing. This eldest lady of the Rongguo Mansion, since Jia She was exiled, Mrs. Gaoming was also taken down, and her position in the mansion was quite embarrassing.
Yingchun stood up when Si Qi pulled her sleeves, and said to Mrs. Xing who was not far away, "I've met Mrs."
Here, Xing Xiuyan also put down her book, took out her feet from soaking in the basin, and put them on without wiping them. She bowed happily and said, "Auntie."
Mrs.
Xing Xiuyan's face moved slightly, and she said in surprise: "Aunt, you want to see me if you have something to do?"
Mrs. Xing smiled and nodded, then looked at Yingchun and said, "Siqi, just take your girl to rest first."
Siqi responded, and then took Yingchun away. At this time, the maid took Xing Xiuyan's footbath.
While talking, he came closer and sat down on the bed next to Xing Xiuyan. He took Xing Xiuyan's hand and said with a smile on his face: "Xiuyan, our aunt and nephew have a talk today."
Xing Xiuyan pursed her lips, a little embarrassed, and said softly: "Aunt, please give me your orders."
Among the Xing family, girls are always good girls.
Mrs. Xing smiled and asked, "How long has Xiuyan been here?"
Xing Xiuyan thought for a while and said with a serious expression: "It must have been a year, it came last winter."
Mrs. Xing smiled and nodded, and asked, "Is Xiuyan also turning fifteen this year?"
Xing Xiuyan's eyes flashed and she said softly: "Aunt, you are already fifteen."
There was a bit of speculation in my mind.
"Xiuyan, when you reach the age of hairpins, it's time to get married." Mrs. Xing smiled and looked at her niece.
She looked at the Qin family for more than a year, and there was no movement in her stomach. Brother Heng should have taken a concubine, otherwise how would the title of Marquis be passed on in the future? Once the Qin family has nothing to do, then her Xiuyan family will be favored.
Even if the Qin family had an affair and Xiuyan became the concubine of Brother Heng, her life would be much easier.
Xing Xiuyan's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she said in shock: "Aunt... why did aunt suddenly ask about this?"
Mrs.
Xing Xiuyan's cheeks gradually turned as red as fire, and her calm eyebrows were already covered with shame. She said in a low voice: "Aunt, my parents ordered me to be a matchmaker, and I listen to my elders' instructions."
This is the duty of a woman in this era, to listen to what her parents say.
"Are your father and your mother honest, or should I make the decision for you?" Mrs. Xing smiled and said.
This is actually true. Xing Xiuyan's family is poor. Xing's father and Xing's mother were originally farmers with little experience. If Aunt Xue hadn't interfered like in the original work, generally speaking, she would have to listen to Mrs. Xing's decision.
Mrs. Xing was quiet for a moment and suddenly asked: "Xiuyan, what do you think of your brother Heng?"
Xing Xiuyan: "???"
What, Brother Heng...how are you doing? this……
Immediately, he came to his senses, and his gentle and peaceful cheek turned as red as mist. He lowered his head, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
But in my heart, I couldn't help but think of the tall and straight young man in python suit. His aura was like an incomparably sharp sword, and his temperament was as tenacious as a cypress.
He seemed to have said a long time ago that she had a relaxed look and a forest atmosphere.
The girl didn't know how she felt. She usually teased Master Miaoyu, but when it was her turn, she didn't know what to do.
In fact, even judging from the blind marriages of this era, Jia Heng is rare in the world in terms of appearance, power, and hard conditions alone, and is a top predator in the blind date market.
However, the girl originally had the calm temperament of Xianyun Yehe, and had not had much interaction or contact with Jia Heng before. Therefore, since she was not a nymphomaniac, she could not talk about being excited or obsessed with her. At this moment, the girl's blush became even more intense. This may be due to the physical shyness of her daughter's family about mentioning marriage.
Well, to put it bluntly, Jia Heng has never flirted with Xing Xiuyan.
Mrs. Xing smiled and said: "Your elder brother Heng is now a first-class marquis, but now Ningguo Mansion also needs to bring in more children. Brother Heng will definitely like Xiuyan's quiet and sensible character. If he comes here to serve as his wife, , if you give birth to a son and a half in the future, your father and your mother will have less to worry about."
Although she is a concubine, it depends on who she is. If she is an ordinary family, she will definitely want the first wife. However, even if she is a concubine, she will not be treated poorly in the future.
If she wants to have someone to rely on for the rest of her life, it really depends on her niece.
Xing Xiuyan's face turned red with embarrassment, and her voice trembled slightly as she said, "Aunt, I'm still too young, so I'm not in a hurry."
Why is my aunt talking about having a baby...
She didn't know what to say, and her heart was in a mess.
Mrs. Xing added: "You're not young anymore. It's only been a year or two. It should be settled after the New Year. I see that your sister-in-law Heng also likes you quite a lot. She bought all the clothes you have on you." , and he also asked you to go to Dongfu to accompany girl Xichun, right?"
Xing Xiuyan blushed, pursed her lips, and said, "Sister-in-law Qin... she sees me as her younger sister."
Obviously the girl didn't know how to respond for a while.
Mrs. , Brother Heng of Dongfu doesn’t like that, so I’ll just watch Xiuyan go by.”
The more he talked about it, the more he felt that his niece was the most suitable one. If she was so powerful, but it was not easy to get through, then Mrs. Qin probably wouldn't like it either.
Xing Xiuyan's cheeks were red with embarrassment, her eyebrows were lowered, and she said in a trembling voice: "Aunt, I..."
When she saw her niece with her head hanging down, her cheeks as red as a cloud, and her hand twirling her handkerchief back and forth, Mrs. , said: "There is no rush, the Chinese New Year is still far away. I will take time to help you talk to Brother Heng and Ke Qing, and test their minds. This matter cannot be rushed."
With that said, he led the nanny away without waiting any longer.
When Mrs. Xing left, Xing Xiuyan's pretty face turned red, just like the peach blossoms in full bloom in February. When she raised her eyes, her thoughts were complicated and inexplicable.
At this time, Yingchun came over slowly, frowned and looked at Xing Xiuyan, and asked with concern: "Cousin, did the eldest lady tell me about my cousin's marriage?"
Siqi also looked at the girl with gentle and peaceful eyebrows, with envy in his eyes.
Xing Xiuyan shook her head, her lips twitched, and she said softly: "I can't say anything about marriage, my parents' orders, and the matchmaker's advice."
She doesn't know what will happen to her aunt? It's just a matter of letting things go.
Si Qi smiled and said, "Miss Cousin, what I said just now is really for the sake of Miss Cousin. Uncle Heng has a good character and is so capable, so he will not bury Miss Cousin's character."
Hearing this, Xing Xiuyan felt indescribable shame again in her heart, and said with a trembling voice: "It's not a big deal, don't say it, don't say it."
The girl's voice became softer and softer. When she raised her eyes to look at the flickering candlelight, the handkerchief had been twisted into a twist, and she finally sighed quietly in her heart.
She didn't know what she was hesitating about, or what she was...expecting.
Sister Miaoyu seems to have fallen in love with that person, so what is going on with her now?
The next day, Ningguo Mansion
Early in the morning, the heavy fog that filled the sky last night had not dissipated. The milky white mist stretched from the sky to the ridge of the roof, and in the courtyard, nothing could be seen within ten meters of sight.
The branches of a sycamore tree in the southwest corner were covered with white frost and were shivering in the cold wind. They rustled and swayed violently several times, shaking off frost flowers all over the ground.
On the bed surrounded by curtains, Jia Heng woke up and turned to look at the beauty on the bed beside her. Her delicate body was as warm and fragrant as soft jade, which was quite warm and comfortable in winter.
The hosta has long been loosened, and the scattered strands of green hair are gathered on the temples. The beautiful eyes under the curved eyebrows are tightly closed, and the eyelashes are long and dense.
That bright jade face that resembles spring flowers and autumn moon seems to still have the rose-red charm from last night, which is the light ripples after the stormy waves. The beauty's plump and pink face is a bit pink after falling asleep, and Under the straight and straight bridge of the nose, two lips are slightly moist, and a touch of snow plum under the neck is faintly visible in the embroidered bellyband.
Jia Heng looked at the coquettish expression between the beauty's eyebrows, his eyes a little absent-minded.
The husband and wife reunited last night, and they stayed together almost until midnight.
But Qing was obviously very sleepy at the moment.
Jia Heng gently lifted the quilt, stood up slowly, took the cotton robe and put it on, but even though he was careful, there was still a "squeak" on the bed.
Qin Keqing, who heard the noise, woke up and turned around, stretched out a snow-white lotus root arm, rubbed his slightly sleepy eyes with one hand, a sweet smile appeared on his jade cheeks, and said: "Husband, are you up? I will wait for you to change clothes."
As he said that, he raised his arms and got up.
Jia Heng stared at the lazy beauty, sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the quilt and tucked her in, and said warmly: "Just sleep a little longer, I'll do it myself, be good."
As he said that, he gently covered himself with the quilt and looked at the hibiscus jade face. It must be said that the curvy eyebrows and plump cheeks gradually took on the graceful and graceful look of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Qin Keqing grabbed the quilt with her two slender hands, her face as pink as snow as rosy as clouds, and her voice was indescribably sweet and charming as she said, "Husband, don't treat me like a child."
Jia Heng smiled and said softly: "I will clean up for a while and then go to the palace to meet the saint."
Today, apart from going to see the emperor to discuss matters such as offering prisoners to the Imperial Ancestral Temple and negotiating peace, and delivering the list of meritorious generals and their deeds to the military aircraft office, there is actually no other serious business.
"Well, then go ahead, husband." Qin Keqing's beautiful eyes under her beautiful eyebrows were soft and sweet as she watched the young man leave. At this moment, she stretched out her hand to gently caress her still slightly swollen belly. I couldn't help but feel shy and happy again.
There should be a child this time.
Thinking of last night, it was so shuddering, almost like a raging river, a rainbow piercing the sun... This is what the beauty thought in her mind.
Jia Heng left the wing, asked the maid to fetch a basin of water, washed up, and asked the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He looked at the thick and enveloping fog in the courtyard, thought for a while, and headed to Xichun Courtyard. He planned to go and see Miao Miao. Jade.
In fact, apart from Xichun Courtyard, there is no rush for anything else.
Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi came with him and spent a lot of time together on the boat, but Xichun and Miaoyu hadn't seen him for a long time.
When Jiaheng walked along the corridor to the courtyard where Miaoyu lived, Miaoyu undoubtedly got up very early. At this time, the two old nuns and the maid began to serve Miaoyu's daily life and food.
Jia Heng was wearing a Su Jin cross-collar robe and walked slowly into the room. The little maid Su Su was holding a steaming wooden basin. When she saw Jia Heng, she said in surprise: "Master, why are you here?"
Jia Heng walked along the path paved with green bricks to the eaves of the corridor and asked, "Where is your wife?"
At this time, the pleasant sound of Miaoyu, as clear and cold as broken jade clinking against each other, could be heard from the inner room, "Susu, who are you talking to?"
Jia Heng whispered softly, took the basin from the blushing Su Su, opened the curtain and entered the side room.
At this time, Miaoyu was sitting in front of the dressing table, holding her makeup in front of the mirror. The girl's green hair, as beautiful as a waterfall, was not tied up in a bun. From the back, her sitting posture looked like a lotus platform, quiet and soft.
"Susu, just leave it there." Miaoyu said softly, and suddenly her beautiful eyebrows frowned, feeling something, she suddenly turned around, saw the person coming, and said happily: "You...why are you here? "
Miaoyu said and stood up hurriedly.
Jia Heng put down the washbasin, looked at Miaoyu, and said softly: "Why are you so rash?"
As he spoke, he came closer and took Miaoyu's slender hand, wrapped his arms around the beauty's slender waist, and faced her beautiful face.
Miaoyu is tall, has a graceful figure, and has Xue Lin's facial features, even among the Twelve Hairpins.
The happy look on Miaoyu's frosty jade face slowly faded away, she turned her head away and said, "Why is Lord Jia free to look for a poor nun today?"
Jia Heng looked at the arrogant young literary girl, leaned into Miaoyu's ear, and whispered: "I miss you so much, so I came over to see you. Since my master doesn't like it, I'll go back."
He said that he was about to leave.
Miaoyu said anxiously: "You..."
Jia Heng took Miaoyu into his arms again, looked at the aloof eyebrows and smiled.
Miaoyu knew that it was the young man who was making fun of her, so she became angry and said: "You are such a slut, you are really annoying, huh~~"
Before she finished speaking, Qingyin Lanci was stuffed into her mouth and smashed into pieces. Immediately, the girl's eyelashes curved and closed, she closed her bright eyes, and her hands gently wrapped around the boy's shoulders.
After a while, Jia Heng looked at the girl with reddish face and shining eyes and said, "Miaoyu, I miss you."
Miaoyu felt as if she had been struck by thunder after listening to these simple words. She suddenly exhausted all her strength and fell limp on the spot. Her eyes were soft and full of autumn dew, as if there were small bridges, flowing water, and green bricks and black tiles. Dusk scene of Jiangnan.
Just as he was about to say this, he suddenly saw that warm and soft breath coming again, seeming to be filled with wantonness and plunder.
As the two people spoke, they walked towards the inner compartment and sat down.
Jia Heng took Miaoyu's hand and gently stroked Miaoyu's cheek. The slightly hot and delicate skin flowed inch by inch between her fingers. He said with a smile: "I went to Gusu this time and found the second elder, but the matter of moving the grave I still need you to take care of it.”
Because the original Suzhou Weaving Chang Jin was involved in the rebellion of the deposed prince and King Zhao's party, even members of the same clan did not dare to collect the body, and the body was buried in a mass grave at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, five or six miles outside Suzhou City. , although there are tombstones erected by relatives and friends of the Chang family, they are very dilapidated and desolate.
Miaoyu looked at the young man intently and said, "I was thinking about going over there, but you are busy with military matters over there, so I will only cause trouble for you if I go."
Jia Heng said: "Actually, it is feasible for me as a son-in-law to move the grave."
Miaoyu rolled her eyes at the young man, but there was a surge of warmth in her heart, and she whispered: "When spring comes next year, if you have free time, let's go to Gusu together."
She also wanted to go to Jiangnan with him.
"If there is no war next year, or if the war is over, let's go there." Jia Heng agreed, took Miao Yu's slender hand, looked at the girl with picturesque features, and felt a fondness in his heart. After not seeing each other for a while, Miao Heng The jade becomes brighter and more attractive.
The talent is as fragrant as immortals, the temperament is as beautiful as orchid, well, he is still a steamed bun tiger.
Jia Heng took the girl's hand, sat in his arms, and asked: "Miaoyu, have you gone to the Cuicui Temple to see it? You will live there in the future. The environment there is quiet and few people come. You can do your spiritual cultivation there." It couldn't be better."
"I haven't seen it yet." Miaoyu was made a snowman by the boy, and Fangxin was a little shy. Her clear jade face flushed slightly, and she scolded in a clear voice: "Don't... don't make trouble."
"Master, let me warm your hands. It's very cold today. Master, I just think of it as a gift." Jia Heng whispered warmly into Miaoyu's ear, teasing Miaoyu.
He and Miaoyu already had a closer skin-to-skin relationship, and this level of intimacy was considered a consumption downgrade for him.
Miaoyu's delicate body trembled slightly, her beautiful brows and eyes were full of shame and joy, and she said: "You... you are a majestic and powerful man, Marquis Yongning."
But he could only let Jia Heng, his eyes full of concern under his curved eyebrows, turned to look at the young man and said: "You were fighting in the south, how did you capture the Jurchen Prince Dodo alive?"
"It's a long story. After Duduo was defeated at Haimen in the Battle of Haimen, and he led the Korean navy to make a comeback, there were many things going on in between. I'll tell you slowly." Jia Heng said warmly: "You go first Dress up and wash up, don’t wear monk robes, dress like a daughter, I’ll take a look later.”
Although the monk's robe seems to be more interesting, it is really not the ultimate beauty, especially in such a cold weather, where can I find a see-through dress?
"Then I'll go change my clothes later. Who knew you'd come over to see me today?" Miaoyu said angrily with her cheeks slightly red.
Jia Heng watched the cute and angry girl enter the inner compartment. After a while, with rustling sounds, the girl changed out of her monk's robe and put on a plain blue dress.
"It's broad daylight, don't let anyone see you." Miaoyu said angrily, but seeing the joy and joy in the young man's eyes, she felt a little sweet and content in her heart.
Jia Heng said: "If you see it, just see it. It's not like you and I are ashamed of each other."
After saying that, she took her slender hand into her arms, put it close to the beauty's ear and whispered: "My Miaoyu still looks good in ordinary clothes."
Miaoyu's heart was even more joyful, her jade cheeks were full of red clouds, and she said softly: "It's just a mystery of five colors, I don't want you to still not be able to see through it."
Jia Heng said: "Would you, Master, be willing to transform into the daughter of a demon and cross over to me, so that you can experience Zen in the Great Nirvana?"
When Miaoyu heard this, her heart skipped a beat and she said angrily, "You are talking nonsense again and making fun of the Buddha."
This person was always dishonest, but he always managed to follow her words.
Jia Heng reached into the beauty's clothes, picked flowers and leaves, and whispered: "Master Tai has lost a lot of money recently."
Miaoyu's delicate body gradually became weak. She held down Jia Heng's Tianshan plum-breaking hand and whispered, "Stop making trouble now."
Jia Heng chuckled and said, "Well, let's not make trouble for now."
As he spoke, he took out a necklace from his arms and said, "Miaoyu, this is for you."
"What...what is this?" Miaoyu looked at the shiny gemstone necklace in the young man's hand, her eyes condensed.
Jia Heng said: "I bought it for you when I was in Jinling. I thought it would look better on you."
Miaoyu's bright eyes moved slightly, and she looked at the young man blankly, her pink lips twitching.
Jia Heng smiled and said: "Here, I'll put it on for you. When I'm not with you, you can take it out and look at it from time to time. That means I'm by your side."
Although Miaoyu has never seen wearing these precious gems, she may not dislike them. Of course, when she was in Jinling, she thought of buying some famous people's calligraphy and paintings, thinking that it was an elegant thing, and it was also a favorite among young girls.
But he likes to "change customs", and young women may not dislike these jewelry. Everyone has a love for beauty.
Putting the necklace on Miaoyu, she looked into the girl's eyes with fondness and novelty.
Miaoyu pursed her pink lips and said in a tone that could not hide her joy: "I am a monk. I don't usually wear these. Jewelry is too vulgar."
Jia Heng's eyes were warm. He guessed that Miaoyu would say this, and said softly: "Then wear it for me to see alone."
Look at Miaoyu wearing a necklace with a majestic appearance, and when it shakes, it is colorful...
Miaoyu said "hmm", and while she was talking, the two of them came to the dressing table and asked, "Aren't you going to the Yamen today?"
Jia Heng said warmly: "Isn't it a heavy fog today? After noon, I will go to the palace to see the saint."
At this time, Miaoyu finished dressing up, turned around and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
Jia Heng said: "Not yet, let's have some together later."
While talking, Susu served breakfast.
After the two of them had finished their breakfast, they sat together and talked again.
Miaoyu looked at the young man intently and said warmly, "Why don't you tell me about Nan Province."
Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "Let's start with the last time we left Beijing to handle the salt affairs."
As he spoke, he told the story of how he led the guards of the Jinyi Palace to Yangzhou to rectify the salt affairs, and was eventually assassinated by Duduo. He also told how he planned to lure the Ma family, Cheng family and other salt merchants, and then how the Jiangbei camp repelled them. bandits
Miaoyu listened, her beautiful eyebrows sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing. When she heard the exciting words, her heart beat loudly, and she couldn't help but tighten her hand a little tighter on Jia Heng.
He turned his eyes and looked at Jia Heng with concern, and said softly: "It sounds like this is extremely dangerous."
Jia Heng said: "Actually, it's okay. Many things were planned by me."
Miaoyu frowned and asked worriedly: "Recently, Beijing seems to be still talking about peace talks."
"Did you hear it at home?" Jia Heng asked.
Miaoyu said softly: "I recently asked Susu to look for some newspapers outside and read them. There is a lot of buzz in the capital right now. I thought you should be prepared when you return to the capital."
Jia Heng smiled and said: "As expected of a young lady from an official family, she has extraordinary knowledge."
As he spoke, he gently pinched Miaoyu's chin. Her oval-shaped face, with the graceful beauty of Jiangnan, had a slightly deserted line, her brows were full of aloofness, and her pink lips under the bridge of her nose were slightly pursed.
Miaoyu's watery brows met the young man's gaze, and she felt sweetness and shyness intertwined in her heart.
But she saw the young man moving closer to his cheek again, a soft touch blooming on her cherry lips, and the warm breath hitting her face, almost making her heart skip a beat.
I don’t know why he likes kissing her so much, well, he doesn’t seem to get tired of it.
After a while, Jia Heng looked at the girl with clear frost and jade face gradually turning red. She met her misty eyes and said, "How are you at home when I'm not in the capital?"
"I usually have nothing to do. I just recite sutras and play chess and stuff." Miaoyu looked at the young man steadily and said with a slightly trembling voice.
Jia Heng had a snowball fight in the winter and said, "When we have some free time these days, let's go for a walk?"
He didn't want Miaoyu to become a caged bird or a canary, but in ancient times at this time, people couldn't get out of the front door or step out the second door, so they had to build manors and pavilions at home.
Miaoyu's clear and beautiful face was as red as clouds, and she said: "You are usually so busy, and you may not have leisure. Besides, everything dies in winter, and there is no place to enjoy it."
Jia Heng said softly: "It's a pity that you didn't go to Jinling with us last time. When I was in Jiangnan, I visited many places. When I was shopping, I was thinking that it would be nice to have you by my side. You are so knowledgeable. , being knowledgeable about the past and present, he must know many allusions.”
Listening to the young man's sincere words of praise, Miao Yufang felt bursts of joy in her heart. She leaned her head against the young man's arms and said, "You are fighting in the south, so what's the point of taking me with you."
Jia Heng said: "In a few days, I'll go see if I can move into the garden first. When spring comes next year, the garden will be beautiful. By the way, there's a red plum tree in Cong Cui'an. You must like it."
Miaoyu looked at the young man and felt sweet in her heart as she listened to the young man's words.
The two people were talking, unaware that morning was approaching. The sun was rising in the east, the sun was shining brightly, and the temperature in the courtyard was gradually rising. Soon, the white mist gradually dispersed.
Suddenly, the maid Susu said through the curtain with a blushing face: Girl, the fourth girl is here. "
When Miaoyu heard this, she felt anxious and said quickly: "I'm going to change my clothes."
Jia Heng said: "Why don't you change clothes? Fourth sister won't laugh at you."
Miaoyu obviously didn't want to ruin Xichun's impression, otherwise, a monk wearing such secular clothes would not be solemn.
(End of chapter)
