After Xue Pan's letter asking for help was sent back to Rongguo Mansion, regardless of what the little fat man thought, at least the Pardon Master did think about taking Baochai as a concubine for his youngest son.
However, although the Xue family was not a family of officials, they were still a wealthy family of royal merchants. No matter how outstanding their precious son was, his concubine status was a slap in the face to the Xue family. This matter can only be kept in mind first and discussed later.
But before that, he still sent Jia Lian to explore the little fat man's attitude. Jia Lian was ordered to come and after handing the letter to Jia Cong, he did not expect that his letter was so big.
Jia Cong shook his head repeatedly and said with a red face: "No, no, this is too ridiculous. Do you want me to take Sister Bao as my concubine? This is unfair to Sister Bao, and it is a betrayal to Sister Lin! "
Jia Lian saw that his expression didn't seem to be fake, he waved his hand and said: "Brother Pan is just a joke, and my father didn't respond to it. Why are you so anxious? Besides, Cousin Xue may not be able to like a chubby guy like you." !」
"It's about Sister Bao's good reputation, how can we joke about it?"
When Jia Lian said this, Jia Cong's face flushed even more. He muttered: "Second brother is just amusing me. Am I that fat? Second brother said this, I don't want to lose face!"
"Okay, okay, let's get this matter out of the way and let's get down to business!"
Jia Lian knocked the incompetent and furious little fat man on the head and said solemnly: "Uncle Xue Shi left early, Aunt Xue is a person without ideas, and it is not a matter of Wang Ziteng's repeated calculations. Father's intention, when you go to the palace, You might as well make a mistake in front of a saint and mention it."
Well……
Jia Cong thought about it and realized that this was a good idea.
He nodded and said, "Leave this matter to me. The saint doesn't want his grandson to be plotted like this. In the future, everyone in the harem of the Prince of the East Palace is of great importance. Wang Ziteng is planning a big death!" "
The expression on Xia Tian's face is like Shu's face changing.
It was windy and rainy last night, but the sky is clear today. There was not even an ice basin in the Huangji Palace. The old man's illness was not suitable for cold weather. Jia Cong could only shake his paper fan and chat with the Supreme Emperor.
When Jia Cong inadvertently mentioned Wang Ziteng's use of coercion to lure the Xue family, the old man didn't look good.
Wang Ziteng is a double-edged sword, and Liu Ji knows this very well. But he believed that he could control this sharp blade, so he promoted Wang Ziteng repeatedly over the years.
But he didn't expect that the important military officials he promoted would be so shameless that he sold his nieces one after another.
Liu Ji looked at the lame "gaffe" person and snorted coldly: "You little bastard, you are plotting against me..."
"Hehe, let me tell you, I can't hide it from the sage's discernment. My father still doesn't believe it."
Jia Cong sold his father out without hesitation, fanned the old man like a fool, licked his face and begged: "The Xue family is related to my family, and there are only orphans and widows left, please help me, the saint." Uncle Wang, please don’t take advantage of Sister Bao again.”
Liu Ji chuckled, grabbed Jia Cong's chubby face and rubbed it, and said scornfully: "You said that you worry about your children's affairs every day..."
"You must be looking down on me. My cheap cousin originally planned to marry his sister to me just in case Uncle Wang had any ideas, but I didn't even agree to it!"
Jia Cong slapped his chest and grinned: "Not to mention that the Queen Mother has granted me a marriage. How can I, a great man, take advantage of this? You think so."...
Boom!
There was a crisp sound of brain collapse, and Jia Cong squatted down holding his head.
Liu Ji clicked his tongue twice: "Are you still a real man? You, a real man who can't even memorize the Four Books, should continue copying books. When will you memorize all the Four Books, then tell me that you are a real man."
As soon as Jia Cong heard the copy of the book, his face immediately fell.
He asked languidly: "What about the Xue family..."
"Go back and tell your father, I understand."
The old man didn't say anything clearly, but it also made Jia Cong feel relieved.
When Jia Cong was lying on the small table in the palace and started copying books, Liu Ji called Dai Quan and whispered: "Go and tell the fourth brother that Hong'er and his brothers can only choose concubines from people with a fifth rank or above in Beijing." , let the Ministry of Rites re-formulate the etiquette schedule, as soon as possible
Report to Cining Palace. "
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Xue Pan's letter asking for help seemed to be just a small episode, but it caused quite a stir in the capital. Many families who originally planned to select concubines for the prince in early autumn had their names crossed out by the Ministry of Rites.
Of course, only the palace and the Jia family knew the inside story. For example, Xia Jingui, the daughter of the Guihua Xia family, after crying at her desk, cheered up, put on her most beautiful dress, and took a car to the royal racecourse in the north of the city.
June 18th is the birthday of the eldest princess of Deqing. Everyone in Beijing who received the invitation would leave the city by car early in the morning.
Jia Lian, Jia Cong, Jia Baoyu, and Jia Rong led a group of soldiers to escort the carriages of the female relatives of the two houses through Zhengyang Street, intending to leave the city through Anding Gate in the north.
Along the way, the girls secretly opened the curtain and looked at the scenery outside curiously. There is an endless stream of motorcades on the road, and from time to time you will meet familiar people.
It wasn't until the carriage arrived at the gate of Shuntian Mansion that it met the Queen Mother's driver.
Ouch...
Snapped!
Jia Cong slapped the big cat on the furry head, and complained to Liu Hong, who was patting the horse: "Fourth brother, are you bringing the general here to cause trouble? When it barks, these horses will Where can I stand up?"
A half-grown tiger is still a tiger, and the King of Beasts is no joke. Jia Cong began to wonder if Liu Hong was planning some bad idea when he took Tiger to the polo club...
Except for the current emperor, there are few people in the royal family who can worry about it. The seemingly gentle fourth prince Liu Hong actually took Jia Cong around the palace frequently.
Liu Hong glanced at Jia Cong and said aggrievedly: "You blame me? The general has been looking for you everywhere early in the morning, and the gate of Longshou Palace was scratched. What did you feed it yesterday? It didn't even eat wild rabbits. Already."
Ahem...
Jia Cong glanced at the big cat circling around him and smiled naively: "Well, the general has evolved. It only eats cooked food now!"
After a while of greetings, Jia Cong reluctantly got into the carriage, placed Xichun next to the big cat, and let the two friends chew beef jerky and grind their teeth while he chatted with Liu Hong all the time.
With Luan driving the guard of honor, the Jia family got a lot of convenience and jumped in line to leave the city. Along the way, various teams stepped aside, and about half an hour later, the group arrived at the Royal Racecourse.
"Aunt Ninth knows how to choose a place. This Yuhe Racecourse has the best scenery among the four major racecourses in the suburbs of Beijing. Come on, do you want to go for a horseback ride?"
After Liu Hong sent the Queen Mother to the palace, he reviewed the temporary tower built in the racecourse, and then walked around the racecourse with Jia Cong. ….
Jia Cong kept staring at the little Xichun who was lying on the big cat and meowing. He smiled helplessly: "Fourth brother, go alone. I am the king of children today and I can't leave."
Liu Hong nodded and smiled, looked at Jia Cong sympathetically, then patted his horse and left.
He had just seen Jia Lian and other martial arts disciples in the capital carrying bows and arrows, and he had already become impatient.
Brother Cong's brother is skilled in bow and horse. He dares to lead a thousand men and horses back and forth among tens of thousands of Japanese pirates. He must make some friends!
"Wow wow wow... Big cat, let's go!"
A few days ago, when Jia Cong taught the girls to play horseback riding and play basketball, Xichun's eyes burned for a long time. How could a four or five-year-old girl have a suitable horse for her to play with?
This meeting can be regarded as satisfying the addiction of horse riding, and it also earns the envy of the children nearby.
The only person in the world who can use a tiger as a mount is the eldest daughter of Ningguo Mansion!
The old lady took Yingchun, Daiyu and others away, while Baoyu, Jia Rong and others went to the Prince Consort Tu Shizhong. Only Jia Cong rode slowly alone, wandering around the racecourse with Xichun who was having fun.
After playing like crazy for a while, the little girl finally got hungry. She hugged the big cat's neck and returned to Jia Cong. She touched her belly and said, "Third brother, I'm hungry!"
Ouch...
"Brother, the big cat said it is hungry too."
You two are really good food friends!
Jia Cong complained in his heart, returned to the temporary camp with one person and one cat, and waved to the palace attendant who was waiting beside him.
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Please send me some mutton and charcoal for the stove..."
The chamberlain was stunned for a moment, then nodded and ordered his men to prepare quickly. This young man's identity is too special, not to mention that the tiger the little girl is hugging has a gold dragon's head on its neck.
The weather was good, there was a cool breeze today, and the clouds covered the scorching sun, but it gave everyone who was out for the banquet the most beautiful leisure time.
Jia Cong used various tools sent by the waiter to start the barbecue session. Xichun held a piece of cantaloupe and chewed it happily.
It was a miserable big cat, with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes, staring closely at the sizzling and oily leg of lamb.
Snapped!
Jia Cong slapped the big paw that was stretched out and said, "Can you use chopsticks? It's just been roasted, aren't your paws hot?"
The big cat looked at Xichun who was eating the roast mutton happily with chopsticks. He looked at his big paws in grievance, and then looked at the chopsticks put aside...
It began to suspect that the cat had given birth: I am not a human being?
Xichun looked at the aggrieved big cat, thought for a while with big eyes, picked up another pair of chopsticks and made some gestures on the big cat's paws, and finally gave up.
She picked up a piece of meat, blew it and handed it to the big cat's mouth: "Big cat, be good, I'll feed you!"
Although it is a polo club, in fact not many girls in the capital know how to play polo. The Wuxun family just paid it back. The girls from the Wenchen family took advantage of the hard-won opportunity to go out and enjoy their free time.
Before the luncheon, the women started a polo match under the auspices of Princess Deqing, while the men already held their bows and mounted their horses to start the hunting competition.
However, several young children came to Jia Cong, who smelled of meat, to eat, drink and pet the cat.
Until the polo field suddenly burst into warm cheers, Jia Cong distributed the roasted mutton to the children around him, wiped the mouths of Xichun and Da Mao, and led a group of children to the polo field. go.
When Jia Cong just arrived at the entrance of the polo ground, cheers could be heard again inside, and there were faint sounds of quarreling.
At this moment, I saw the big cat was a little impatient due to the noise, suddenly raised its big furry head, and roared powerfully and domineeringly: Ouch~
In an instant, everything was silent!
The cheers, quarrels, and occasional horses' neighing that had just been noisy stopped for an instant.
Everyone looked at the group of children at the entrance of the polo field and Jia Cong, who wanted to cover the tiger's mouth.
?Monthly ticket??Recommended ticket?.
Orange cat is not a cat
