Being drunk is not scary, the scary thing is having someone help you remember it the next day.
The little fat man covered his face and huddled in the corner of the bed, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and allowed the sisters sitting in the room to laugh at him.
"I'm afraid that everyone in the two houses knows about it now. Brother Cong is holding the ancestral tablet and swears that in the future he will Wen Anbang and Wu Dingguo, and he will be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister to earn another Duke's Palace for my Jia family..."
Wang Xifeng's hearty laughter seemed to make the snowflakes outside the house tremble slightly, and she stretched out her hand to pinch her red, chubby face.
Jia Cong quickly shrank in, avoiding the clutches of the devil and whispered: "It's not me, I don't have it, Sister Feng, don't talk nonsense."
What a dark history!
After half a bottle of wine last night, Jia Cong only remembered Jia Twelve bragging to him about the past. He seemed to have mixed feelings. He seemed to have said something, and he seemed to be reciting poems...
As for what he did next, the little fat man has already made a short film.
Yingchun sat on the edge of the bed, soaked the handkerchief in the warm water, wrung out some of Jia Cong's chubby hands, and gently wiped his hands and face.
"Second sister...sister...uh huh...I'll...uh huh...do it by myself!"
Jia Cong wanted to struggle, but Yingchun held him down forcefully. After a while, the pretty young Mr. Cong with red lips and white teeth appeared in front of everyone again.
Jia Cong, whose hands and face were still steaming, immediately felt his appetite after seeing the steamed buns, porridge and vegetables brought by Ping'er. He didn't even care about the joking in the room. When the food was placed on the small table, He started to eat without thinking about himself.
Daiyu was sitting at the table, writing something, Tanchun and Xiangyun were teasing Xichun with a piece of snack, and Wang Xifeng was still giggling, looking for the lost memories of last night for Jia Cong.
"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles. When it's done, brush off your clothes and hide yourself and your name."
Daiyu turned her head and smiled, and recited the poem on the paper: "Brother Cong, don't tell me, you secretly overheard this by some wise man while he was reciting poems."
"Hululu...yes, this is a poem written by a banished immortal with a wine gourd and a green sword in one hand!"
Jia Cong's words were precise. Hululu poured the millet porridge from the bowl into his stomach and explained with a lick of his mouth: "This banished immortal is very powerful. He once walked alone for thousands of miles, and a sword illuminated the eternal river. Just give him a pot of wine. , he can write poems that will last through the ages... Hmm..."
After another wipe, Yingchun let go of the steaming little fat man. He called Ping'er to take away the small table, stuffed the little fat man back into the quilt again, wrapped him into a big ball and settled him down.
I heard Yingchun give Jia Cong a death order in the gentlest tone: "You are not allowed to get out of bed today and stay in the house. Although there was a stove in the ancestral hall for heating last night, you were sick and were punished to kneel all night. , be careful of cold evil getting into your body. I’ll have someone cook some cold-repelling soup later, drink it and have a good sleep.”
At the end of her words, Yingchun did not forget to glare at the little fat man and warned: "No more drinking from now on!"
You're such a good kid, why are you still drinking? The twelfth uncle was too unreliable. He took Brother Cong to secretly eat the offerings, and even got Brother Cong drunk.
Yingchun, who felt sorry for her younger brother, cursed Jia Twelve dissatisfiedly for a while, told the sisters in the room, put on her cloak, and took the maid to the kitchen to prepare soup for the little fat man.
When Wang Xifeng saw several girls discussing poetry around Daiyu, she walked towards the bed, stretched out her hand to touch Jia Cong's forehead, and laughed playfully: "You, you, you must not drink alcohol from now on."
It was common for men in the Jia family to drink, but Jia Cong couldn't help it because he was too young and his ability to drink was not very good. He gained a great reputation after getting drunk twice.
Liang Yuanyi got drunk and caused a storm in the city. He got drunk again in the ancestral hall last night and disturbed the peace in both houses in the middle of the night.
Holding the ancestral tablet and making a vow not to tell anyone, he also screamed that Tianxiang Tower was unclean and wanted to burn it down...
Fortunately, the old patriarch was outside the ancestral hall and promptly restrained the fat man holding the torch!
Jia Cong did not explain to Wang Xifeng why he said Tianxiang Tower was unclean, and just used his own drunken nonsense to get over it.
Wang Xifeng didn’t pester her anymore. Instead, she
He secretly glanced at the little girls surrounding the table and whispered to Jia Cong: "Be careful with Liu Ye..."
"ah?"
"Yesterday Liu Ye broke into the inner courtyard and happened to see all the official family members in the courtyard. Others may not have noticed it, but I did... He stared at Sister Lin and Baochai for a long time. Believe me, the look in his eyes was the same as that of your second brother. The look in Chu Qiuyue’s eyes is exactly the same!”
Wang Xifeng finished speaking through gritted teeth and realized that her description was a little wrong. When she was about to explain, she saw Jia Cong nodding solemnly.
Just listen to Jia Cong reply: "On the surface, Liu Ye is the same as Shui Rong, he has set himself up as a "virtuous king". But inside, it was extravagant and luxurious, and no less than a dozen maids were carried from Prince Uizhong's residence to the funeral home every year. Don't worry, as long as he dares to take advantage of Sister Lin, I will send him to walk on the Naihe Bridge! Of course, there is also Sister Xue..."
Snapped!
Wang Xifeng patted Jia Cong on the head, frowned and said, "What are you talking about? That's the emperor's grandson. Such words are not allowed to be spoken in the future."
God, my father-in-law and brother-in-law are so bold, they dare to say anything.
Wang Xifeng glared at Jia Cong, recalling that she had heard her father-in-law drunkenly yelling at the Supreme Emperor and the current emperor in Dongkuayuan. At that time, she was really scared to death, for fear that the imperial army would rush into the house at any time and destroy the whole house. All the people were taken to prison.
Jia Cong, who was huddled in the corner of the bed with his head in his arms, humbly accepted the advice and responded repeatedly: "I know, I know, I will only think about it in my heart from now on, not talk about it!"
"It's good to know."
Seeing that her brother-in-law was obedient, Wang Xifeng smiled tenderly, wrapped him up in quilt, and patted his little head: "Take good care of him. Uncle Jing said that he has banned your feet for the past few days and stayed in the house obediently." study hard."
Grounded?
Jia Cong raised his head strangely and saw that what Wang Xifeng said was not a lie. He asked doubtfully: "That's not right. Yesterday, our family was in front of that stupid woman Li..."
Wang Xifeng narrowed her eyes slightly, frowned, and hummed softly in dissatisfaction: "Huh?"
"Okay, I'll kill Diao Nu in front of Concubine Li and Liu Ye, and in front of all the officials and family members in the city. I'm afraid the Secretary of General Affairs will be piled up with impeachment memorials. Anyway, I have to go to the palace to plead guilty. .”
Wang Xifeng chuckled, raised her neck and said proudly: "What's that? Today, the old patriarch of our family held the iron book of alchemy given by Taizu to impeach Prince Yi Zhong for lax discipline in the palace. His Majesty not only comforted him with gentle words, but also issued a decree that fined Prince Yohitaka one year's salary and banned him from home for three months. The Queen Mother even sent palace officials to Prince Yohitaka's palace with the decree..."
"Even the old saint of Longshou Palace asked Eunuch Dai to go to Fengtian Palace. In front of the civil and military officials of the court, he reprimanded the domineering clan members one by one and punished all those who impeached our family. Salary."
hiss!
What are you doing, old man? Using the Jia family's affairs to rectify the clan? Isn't this putting the Jia family on the fire?
However, in a short period of time, there should be no more idiots coming to trouble Ning and Rong's house. No wonder Uncle Jing punished him by kneeling in the ancestral hall and grounded him to study hard in the house.
The military advisor of the Jia family may have already thought about the follow-up actions when he ordered the execution of the old Diao slave yesterday.
Killing a naughty slave is to scare the monkeys, while punishing yourself is to show the palace. Our Jia family has already taken the initiative to punish the little fat boy. Saint, Your Majesty, please forgive this ignorant child.
In the next few days, the bustle in Rongguo Mansion was quickly suppressed by other new things.
Opposition to impeach Ning and Rong's two houses dropped sharply at an extremely fast rate. On the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, a shocking piece of news came from Jiangnan, which completely ignited the snow-covered capital.
On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, nearly 30,000 Japanese pirates watched the Haiwei landing. Then they divided into two groups, heading east to kill Yuyao County, and heading south to attack Cixi. If they couldn't, they took a detour and headed south. On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, they captured the important town of Ningbo in Zhejiang Province. Mansion.
The news came instantly, and Jiangnan was in chaos. An urgent report from 800 miles away reached the capital, and there was a quarrel in the Fengtian Palace.
Jia She leaned on the pillow and discussed with Jia Jing who was sitting by the bed for a long time, and then sighed: "Since Lian'er has already
After receiving the letter, let Jia Shi lead some of his soldiers to go south. Whether it is good or bad depends entirely on God's will! "
"Brother Rong can't stay in the capital all the time. There won't be a war in Jiubian for a short time. He can't study well, so he should follow Lian'er to get some credit..."
Jia Jing's words fell like a bolt from the blue in the ears of Jia Rong, who was sitting nearby and taking a nap.
He asked tremblingly: "Grandfather, do you mean to let your grandson go south to join the army? Those are Japanese pirates. I heard that those Japanese pirates are all..."
This good-for-nothing grandson actually shook his chair so much that it creaked.
Jia Jing snorted dissatisfiedly: "What are Japanese pirates? It's the military merit of having these two legs! Let you go south to earn some military merit, so that my family can arrange a future for you."
"But……"
"Nothing to worry about! I have already made arrangements. I will set off with the Imperial Army a year ago. When we get to Jinling, Lian'er will put you in place."
Jia Jing knew that his grandson had no strength and had no intention of sending him to the battlefield.
He had already thought about it. Since Lin Ruhai had arranged a job in Qianhu for Jia Lian, he would ask Jia Rong to go to Jia Lian's place to do calculations and do some work as a grain and grass governor to join the army.
When you get some credit and return to Beijing in the future, you can find a way to join the Beijing camp to gain seniority. This is a good way to get promoted. You can't let this useless thing stay at home and play with your wife.
"What a pity, Brother Cong is still too young!"
Jia She looked at his cousin who was planning for his children and grandchildren, and couldn't help but think of his good son. He is too young, even if he is thrown to the south of the Yangtze River, he will not get much credit, and he might even be impeached... Alas!
Hearing Jia She's sigh, Jia Jing smiled: "Brother Cong has his own way, and we don't need to worry about his future at all. Don't forget why Eunuch Zhang from Longshou Palace came to deliver the edict today. In a few days Today’s palace banquet is Brother Cong’s big opportunity!”
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