Grand View Garden, Cuicui Temple
The night was already dark, and the red candle on the high table was burning silently. The bright red candle flame swayed from side to side sometimes, illuminating the epiphyllum embroidered on the screen sometimes clearly and sometimes blurryly.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the lowered curtains. It was Jia Heng, and his breath was a little unstable.
"Miaoyu, just chant the sutra."
"Ah?" Yanni, whose eyes were obviously closed and biting her thin lips, didn't understand why, even the necklace hanging around her neck no longer shone brightly.
Jia Heng had a strange expression on his face and said, "Just meditate and recite a passage, or the Heart Sutra, and I will feel calmer."
As he said that, he suddenly lifted Miaoyu up and looked through the candlelight on the table. Under the exquisite jade collarbone, he could see the flawless white jade and the trembling moon.
Miao Yufang's heart skipped a beat and she looked down at the young man with smiling eyes. Her face, which was as bright as fire, was filled with embarrassment and anger. Suddenly, she seemed to understand. She pinched Jia Heng and said, "What's wrong with you... Such nonsense again is blasphemy against gods and Buddhas."
Jia Heng said softly: "Miaoyu, this is to seek a trace of stillness in the great joy, and to prove the supreme road. I am helping you practice."
Miaoyu: "..."
This guy is always talking nonsense.
But in the end, he couldn't resist Jia Heng's insistence. He pursed his pink lips, looked solemn, raised one palm, endured an indescribable shame, and recited a section of the Heart Sutra: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walk... After a long time in the deep Prajna Paramita, you will see that all five aggregates are empty, and you will be able to survive all the hardships..."
At this moment, strands of golden and red candlelight quietly jumped from the hanging curtains and fell on Miaoyu, as if covered with a layer of sunlight, but the sound gradually became thinner, obviously feeling that it was really blasphemous.
Jia Heng felt his mind fall into a void. He looked at the necklace around the beauty's neck, sometimes flying and dancing, sometimes drawing circles in place, showing off her eyes with its gleaming light.
Miaoyu lay on Jia Heng's body, punched the young man's arm with her pink fist, and said angrily: "You know how to fool around."
She was really stunned, how could she listen to his arrangements.
Jia Heng chuckled lightly, took Miaoyu's soft hand, and said: "Looking up at the vastness of the universe, looking down at the prosperity of categories, the master is like a kindred sky, saving me, how can this be considered nonsense?"
Miaoyu's eyebrows were shy and she said angrily: "He's full of fallacies."
After a long time, the two hugged each other tightly again, Miaoyu holding Jia Heng's hand tightly, her bright eyes seemingly unopened.
Jia Heng straightened his face and said, "Miaoyu, King Zhongshun sent him to supervise the construction of the imperial mausoleum. It is not easy to vindicate Nanbian'er's case now."
Miaoyu leaned her cheek against Jia Heng's chest and said, "If it's difficult, then don't be too busy now."
Jia Heng stroked Miaoyu's fragrant and tender shoulders and said softly: "We are still young, and there will be many opportunities in the future."
Miaoyu said "hmm", and suddenly a look of curiosity appeared on her crystal jade face, and she whispered: "How is the palace going to arrange this wedding?"
Jia Heng smiled, turned Miao Yuxue's back to him, and joked softly: "I'm still calling you, sir. It's time to call your husband."
He discovered that Daiyu had also asked about his wedding before. It was rare for so many people to be interested in one thing.
In fact, all of Jia Heng's women are paying close attention to Jia Heng's wedding to Princess Xianning and Li Chanyue. This is a royal marriage, so it can be imagined that it is grand and grand, and all women envy it.
Miaoyu snorted softly, her face flushed, and she felt a little ashamed for a moment. Fortunately, her back was turned to Jia Heng, and she could not bear to call out: "Husband."
Jia Heng stroked Miaoyu's slender erect hair and suddenly sighed softly.
Miaoyu curled up and leaned against Jia Heng's hot chest, wondering: "You're so good, why are you sighing?"
Jia Heng said warmly: "Since you and I fell in love, we have been together less and apart more. I don't know when I will marry Master Miaoyu as my wife, and we will see each other day and night, and never leave each other day and night?"
Miaoyu heard the words, her bright eyes were in a trance, her heart was filled with sweetness and joy, her cheeks that were as cold as frost in the past were already blushing like clouds with shame, and she said softly: "If you are willing, even if we don't get married, you and I will still be married." Hairy couple.”
She is an ominous person, and now she is content to be by his side.
"Yes, you and I have become husband and wife for a long time." Jia Heng hugged Miaoyu and said softly, as if to prove his words.
Miaoyu's delicate body trembled, she snorted softly, and said with an embarrassed look on her face: "You... don't act like this."
Jia Heng chuckled and said, "Who made me miss Miaoyu?"
It is truly a gift from nature, wonderful beyond words.
Miaoyu pursed her lips tightly and could only let the young man make trouble.
Jia Heng's face paused and he said: "It will be handled in the middle of the month. At that time, it is mainly handled by the palace. If you count the days carefully, there are only about ten days left."
His marriage to Xianning and Chanyue is undoubtedly a major event since the founding of the Chen Han Dynasty, or it will become an eternal legend.
Miaoyu's bright eyes were charming, she snorted and said: "Then you will be the consort in the future, and will you live in the princess' mansion?"
Jia Heng chuckled and said, "Let's run in both directions. The Princess Mansion is being built on Xinglong Street, so it's actually not too tiring."
Not only because of his extraordinary talent, but also because he was young. When he was young, he was really good at steel...
Thinking wildly, he leaned close to the beauty's ear, pinched her shiny earlobe, and murmured: "It's still early, let's make some noise for a while."
"Yes." Miaoyu responded shyly, closing her eyes slightly, her flushed face felt a little tense, and she let him do whatever she wanted.
The night was already dark, almost midnight, and the chirping of cicadas could be heard around the summer Cuicui Temple. The heat gradually faded away a lot. At some point, it started to rain again.
It was midsummer in the courtyard, and the rain was rolling on the bare red plum branches, and the gentle breeze seemed to be unable to bear it, and it flowed down in a thin rumble.
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The next day, Ningguo Mansion, Grand View Garden
It is another sunny day. Under the golden sunlight in the morning, the roses on the east flower wall are blooming delicately and brightly.
In the side room, the curtains were half hung, and the two hugged each other closely, their skins touching each other, their breathing smelling each other, and it seemed that even their heartbeats began to synchronize.
Jia Heng had a biological clock. He opened his eyes and couldn't help but look at Miaoyu lying beside him.
In her sleep, Miaoyu's hair was a little messy at the temples, her thin and pale eyebrows seemed to have lost the proud look of the past, her fair face had a lazy expression, her eyelashes were curved and dense, and her fragrant and jade-skinned face looked like There is still a beautiful pink color.
Jia Heng stood up, Qing Jun's face was white and rosy, and he felt refreshed between his brows.
In fact, there is some basis for Kefu's statement. Last night, he was indulging in the water and lubrication, and he almost enjoyed it.
Not to mention, the arrogance and pretentiousness that the literary young girl exudes from her bones, she squirms and moans, but she becomes obedient as she gets better.
If you want to be clean, you will never be clean. The clouds may not be empty.
Miaoyu, whose talent is as fragrant as immortals and whose temperament is as beautiful as orchid, except for her eccentric temperament, is almost a real flawless white jade, which makes people fall in love with her.
At this point, after returning to Beijing, except for Third Sister You and Yuanyang, everyone who should be taken care of has basically been taken care of.
In fact, after a long separation and fighting for such a long time, it is really unjustifiable not to take time to spend time with Chai Dai and Miao Yu.
I have to finish these two or three days of work first, and then I have to take a break for my own reasons in a few days.
Just when his thoughts were racing, a "thump" sound suddenly came from Jia Heng's ears. The beauty's curved eyelashes trembled slightly, and her bright eyes gradually regained their brightness, seeming to reflect the young man's elegant face.
Jia Heng smiled and said: "Wake up, let's have a meal together, I will go to worship my ancestors later."
Miaoyu responded softly, and stood up with her body as soft as mud. The brocade quilt slipped off, revealing her delicate jade-like collarbones and crisp and graceful figure.
The girl's crystal jade face was full of tranquility and contentment. Although she was not very powerful at the moment, bursts of unparalleled joy were still overflowing from the bottom of her heart.
Jia Heng searched for the clothes on the side, stared at the bright-faced Miaoyu, and said with a smile: "Get dressed up later, don't be so simple."
Miaoyu rustled under the covers and put on her clothes. She looked at the young man with a stern look, biting her lower lip with her delicate teeth, and explained: "Sometimes it's not convenient for Xiuyan and Xichun to come over. "
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said, "They should all know about the relationship between you and me, so there is no need to hide their lies."
Miaoyu rolled her eyes at Jia Heng, got up, put on a large monk's robe, tied a belt, put on her embroidered shoes, lifted her hair from the back of her neck, and came to the dressing table. She immediately saw the bronze mirror. That charming face.
Fang's heart trembled slightly, the color was too... gorgeous.
Is this really the Yanni that person calls her?
At this time, Jia Heng walked closer, picked up the comb, gently held Miaoyu's shoulders, and joked: "Our Miaoyu's beauty is so stunning that few people in the world can match it."
Even if they are a couple, this kind of warm daily life is indispensable. In other words, he not only wants to sleep with Miaoyu, but also wants to give this eccentric and indifferent girl some warmth of home.
"It's still not as good as Tianhuang Guizhou." Miaoyu replied with a faint and arrogant voice.
Jia Heng slowly combed Miaoyu's hair and said, "Spring orchids, autumn chrysanthemums, each is good at winning."
Miaoyu felt her hair fall into the young man's palm, and the past frost on her fair and beautiful jade face seemed to have faded a lot, and she felt happy. At this time, she took a magnolia hairpin from the brocade box and said, "Oh, husband, How about I wear this hairpin?"
"Very good." Jia Heng smiled and gently squeezed Miaoyu's shoulder.
Although Miaoyu is nearly 20 years old, under his pampering, she gradually begins to see a trace of the naivety and liveliness of her age, although this naivety and liveliness are only fleeting.
After a while, Su Su brought the copper basin and glanced at the two of you and me with a shy face.
Jia Heng called out: "Miaoyu, wash your face, let's eat."
Miaoyu gave a soft "hmm" and stepped forward to wash her hands in the copper basin. She took the hand towel handed over by Jia Heng and wiped it with her heart full of sweetness.
Jia Heng and Miaoyu sat down and gathered around a table to eat.
The vegetarian meal is relatively simple, with millet porridge and a few vegetarian steamed buns, without any fishy taste.
Jia Heng looked at Miaoyu and said softly: "I told you to eat better last time, but now you are eating so lightly."
"I'm used to it." Miaoyu said softly.
Jia Heng said with a smile: "I have to change this habit in the future. At least get some eggs to eat. This does not break the precept. Otherwise, I will ruin my body and how will I have a child."
Miaoyu: "..."
His cheeks were red and he said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about again."
When the girl thought about giving birth to a child for Jia Heng with a pregnant belly, the girl was so ashamed that she could not control herself.
At this moment, a cold voice came from outside and said, "Is Sister Miaoyu in the house?"
The two people who were talking looked at each other.
Jia Heng smiled and said, "It's Xichun."
Miaoyu put down her chopsticks, a look of panic flashed between her cold and beautiful eyebrows.
Jia Heng stroked Miaoyu's slender shoulder and said, "There is nothing to avoid. Xichun is young and doesn't understand anything."
While he was talking, he saw that Xichun had come out of the room, and the cardamom girl's pink face was slightly arrogant. She saw the two of them eating together at the table, and the cold-faced loli was surprised in her eyes.
"Brother Heng? Why are you here?"
Jia Heng stood up, with warm eyes, and greeted with a smile: "Fourth sister, have you had dinner? Let's eat something together?"
Xichun first looked at the young man, and then at Miaoyu. For some reason, there was an unreasonable sourness in his heart, and he smiled and said, "I really haven't eaten yet."
As he said that, he came closer and sat down.
In fact, she had just eaten breakfast.
Miaoyu looked at Xichun with clear eyes, nodded slightly, took a plain steamed bun from the bamboo strip basket and handed it over, saying softly: "This steamed bun is made from celery, it's quite delicious."
This is her sister-in-law.
Xichun thanked him, turned to look at Jia Heng with a pair of clear eyes, and said: "Brother Heng, grandma just said that we will worship our ancestors later. When will brother Heng come over?"
"After dinner, let's go there together." Jia Heng smiled, looked at the already slim Xichun, and asked, "What are the fourth sisters busy with in the house during this time?"
"I'm studying painting. I've recently learned a lot of landscape and figure painting techniques from my master." Although Xichun's voice was soft and soft, her expression remained cold.
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said: "The Grand View Garden is completed. My sister can draw a picture of the Grand View Garden. It is the kind where the whole family gathers. Waiting for ten or twenty years, taking a look at it, it will be considered a masterpiece." It’s an elegant matter.”
Xichun said "hmm", picked up the bun and took a bite, but thoughts surged in her heart. Did he sleep in sister Miaoyu's Huancui nunnery last night?
Jia Heng ate two steamed buns and drank a bowl of porridge. He took a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. He smiled and said, "Fourth sister, okay, let's go later."
When Miaoyu saw the brother and sister leaving, she didn't say anything. She just took a deep look at Jia Heng, feeling a little reluctant in her heart.
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Ningguo Mansion
At this moment, from the main gate, the ceremonial gate, the main hall, the inner gate, the inner hall, and the two inner gates, the Ningguo Mansion was decorated with lights and colorful, and firecrackers were blasting.
Today is the day for the Ning and Rong mansions to worship their ancestors.
The men, women, and children of Jia Mansion have lined up to worship their ancestors at the ancestral hall located in the southwest corner of Ningguo Mansion. The crowd is huge.
Because Jia Heng was granted the title of Duke, this can be said to be the most grand event in the Jia family in a century.
If we use the original work as a benchmark, it is a bit more prosperous than Yuan Fei's marriage visit.
At this moment, the Jia family really responded. The flowers were blooming and the fire was cooking oil.
At this moment, the men, women, and children of the Jia family came to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors of the Rongning and Ning lineages.
After a complicated etiquette process, Jia Heng hosted a banquet for a group of Jia clan members in the West Cross Courtyard of Ningguo Mansion.
After two or three years of development, the Jia clan is now rich in talents, including young generals such as Jia Fang, Jia Ling, Jia Chang, and Jia Yun, as well as Jia Qiong, Jia Chen, Jia Juan, Jia Lin, etc. serving as camp commanders in the army. Serve as a clerk in the book or regiment camp.
And Jia Fang has become the general of the army through his previous achievements in the Battle of Datong.
At this moment, Jia Heng and Jia Zheng, as the talkers of the East and West governments, were smiling, accepting the toasts from the Jia clan members, and changing glasses.
On the side, Baoyu, Jia Huan, Jia Cong and others were sitting and drinking, their faces full of gloom.
Yesterday's desperate proposal of marriage in Rongqing Hall was finally rejected mercilessly by Jia Mu. It can be said that Baoyu was somewhat despairing at this moment.
They all want to leave home.
Mother Jia had already led a group of female relatives to Tianxiang Tower. Sister Feng invited some vaudeville troupes to perform repertoire. The entire Rongning mansion, men, women, old and young, were immersed in a sea of joy.
Just when the two mansions of Rongning and Ning were celebrating Jia Heng’s title as Duke of Wei and paying homage to their ancestors——
Daming Palace, Hanyuan Hall
Emperor Chongping was sitting behind the imperial court, reviewing memorials. This was already the daily life of this middle-aged emperor. Although he had won a great victory in the war against the captives, and related rewards and pensions were also issued one after another, the emperor turned to Get busy with other things.
"Your Majesty, this is the memorial delivered by Duke Wei from the General Affairs Department." At this moment, Dai Quan bowed and walked over, saluting Emperor Chongping.
Emperor Chongping put down the ink pen in his hand and said: "Ziyu's memorial? Bring it to me to see."
Dai Quan walked a few steps quickly and handed him over.
It can be said that among the memorials of the Han Dynasty, Jia Heng's memorials have the first priority.
Emperor Chongping took the memorial and started to read it. The words on it came into view, and his thin brows gradually wrinkled, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.
Please resign as the envoy of Jingying. How can this be done? !
But what he said seems to be reasonable and well-founded. He is going all out to deal with the Northern invaders and has no time to control the training of the Beijing camp. But can't he lead the Beijing camp to deal with the Northern invaders?
Is there another reason here?
Emperor Chongping's expression changed, and various speculations surged in his mind. He put down the memorial and asked, "Dai Quan, what have Duke Wei been doing these days?"
"After Duke Wei returned to Beijing, he thanked guests behind closed doors. Today seems to be a day for the Jia family to worship their ancestors." Dai Quan was not sure of Emperor Chongping's pulse for a while, so he had to tell the truth.
After Jia Heng returned to Beijing, he was not in a hurry to communicate with the generals in the Beijing camp who were fighting against the Beibei soldiers. Instead, he stayed at home and kept a low profile.
Emperor Chongping said: "Send someone to find out if there are any more rumors criticizing Ziyu in the capital."
Upon hearing this, Dai Quan bowed his hands and bowed, then slowly retreated.
Emperor Chongping put down the memorial and said: "I am worried about slander and afraid of ridicule, but I am wise enough to protect myself. I am not old yet!"
In fact, the emperor had heard some rumors in the capital not long ago and was very aware of the undercurrents in the court.
So after seeing Jia Heng's words, I guessed some of the reasons.
Emperor Chongping's face was cold and hard. When he was thinking, he couldn't help but pick up another pile of memorials on the corner of the desk and read them. Not long after he started reading, his face suddenly darkened.
"It is indeed an impeachment memorial!" Emperor Chongping's eyes flashed coldly, catching the words of impeachment on it, and whispered: "Malicious speculation, heart-wrenching remarks."
It can be said that Jia Heng's diction and the censorship echoed by some Zhejiang Party civil servants and the Nan'an County Prince are almost in sync with each other.
Most of the memorials written by the Kedao Yanguan were concerned about the young Jia Heng's command of the army and his relatives leading the army. Although it was not stated explicitly, the speculation and suspicion overflowed between the lines.
Emperor Chongping opened several memorials in succession. They were all very similar, or the wording was more euphemistic, but they all pointed to the same point of view. Duke Wei controlled the royal robes internally and led the capital camp externally. Tai'a was in charge, which jeopardized the security of the country.
On the other hand, Jia Heng's memorial is relatively simple, showing the image of a loyal minister who is worried about being criticized by slander before the emperor.
Emperor Chongping looked at Zuoshu, his face as frozen as ice.
Not long after, Dai Quan came in from the outside and said: "Your Majesty, some scholars in the capital seem to be talking about Duke Wei, and there are also some high-ranking officials who are also instigating it among the scholars."
Emperor Chongping said in a cold voice: "Find out who is secretly stirring up trouble and alienating the emperor and his ministers! Let's conduct a secret investigation in the internal police department to find out the truth. No matter who is involved in the case, he will be severely punished!"
This kind of thing that others stir up with rumors is often the cause of disaster once it causes doubts among the ministers.
Dai Quan cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Not daring to delay, he quickly turned around and ordered the internal supervisor to investigate.
After Dai Quan left, Emperor Chongping picked up the ink pen, thought for a while, and then put it down again. He planned to read the memorial from Jia Heng, and reviewed a line of small ink ink:
"I don't doubt my son-in-law. Why does my son-in-law need to resign?"
Emperor Chongping looked at the small characters, his eyes narrowed, he put the ink pen on the pen holder aside, and said slowly: "Come here, please return this memorial to the General Affairs Department."
Jia Heng did not expect at this moment that the memorial he submitted did not play into Emperor Chongping's wishes, but instead made Emperor Chongping feel appeasement and gratitude.
In fact, after the slave chief Huang Taiji was presented to the emperor, it was the time when the emperor's favor became even greater.
Moreover, although Jia Heng's prestige is growing, he is still young after all, and he has just married a princess and a princess. This gives people the impression that he is a heroic young man with a long-term love for his children.
He doesn't look like a highly respected official in the court or a scheming conspirator.
Moreover, he was retained as the Jiedu Envoy of the Beijing Camp, which helped Emperor Chongping to check and balance the founding heroes such as the Prince of Nan'an.
(End of chapter)
