"Brother Xin, I brought you peach blossom cakes. This time, you can't cheat!"
Beijing, Ningrong Street, peach blossoms spread in March.
In a small courtyard, a little girl wearing extremely exquisite clothes ran in panting on her short legs, followed by a little maid.
Recipe, Shining.
Under the peach tree in March, there stood a child. He was dressed very ordinary. The jacket on his body had been washed and washed away and its original color had faded. However, it was better than keeping warm and keeping out the cold. The child's face was rosy, and he did not suffer from the cold air of early spring. .
As soon as he saw the little girl, the child's eyes lit up and he licked the corners of his mouth. Apparently he was greedy for that peach blossom cake!
"Sister Xichun, run slowly, don't fall!"
The little girl is none other than Xichun, the eldest daughter of Duke Ning's family.
The child under the tree is an alien visitor, a prophet who knows the direction of the world.
The child raised his head and looked at the blue sky through the peach blossoms, his eyes a little sad.
If nothing unexpected happens, ten years later, the eldest girl who was sent to the Daming Palace will be awarded the title of noble concubine. The Jia family's popularity will reach its peak, and it can be said that the flowers are cooked in flames.
After that, the Jia family turned from prosperity to decline, and the three springs were gone. A noble man of the principality finally ended up in a vast white land. The earth was really clean, and the stubborn stones in the sky could not save the sky.
Fairy Jiangzhu died after all her tears. Her jade belt hung in the forest and her golden hairpin was buried in the snow.
"Brother! Is that Nangong Pushe really that beautiful?? Do you think that if we, Dakang, make a rouge list, can I be on the list?"
"And that old Huang? Isn't he a fool? He has a horse but doesn't ride it. He has to walk by himself. It feels so weird!"
"And there's more..."
As soon as Xichun walked over, a series of questions came out like a barrage of questions. Her eyes were bright, full of curiosity and joy.
Jia Qi, a branch of the Jia family, is considered an inconspicuous junior in the large Jia family. After Rong Guogong and Ning Guogong were granted the title, the street where they lived was named Ningrong Street. , there are hundreds or even thousands of people in the family branches who rely on the two princes to discuss life, and among the branches, only Jia Qin, Jia Qiang, and Jia Yun showed their faces in the end, and most of them even No face was shown.
This thing sounds incredible, but in ancient times, it was very realistic. Even now, this kind of family relationship still exists in some places, and most of the branches and collateral families are proud of the main family as the head. .
It is said that the ancestors planted trees, and the descendants enjoy the shade. This is especially true for the Jia family. With such a big tree as Mr. Ning Rong, most people named Jia want to come and enjoy the shade. It is just human nature.
Besides, Jia Qi himself is a concubine of Ning Guo Gong Jia Yan. If he is ranked here, he is already a relative who has come out of the third server.
I don't know what he committed at that time, and he participated in the struggle for the throne. Unfortunately, the protection of his ancestors did not protect him. He could not become a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple, but was directly eliminated by humanism. After his death, he was buried in the ancestral hall. There isn't even a tablet in the middle of the temple, for fear of violating taboos.
I heard that at that time he was just delivering a mild message to his direct masters, and he ended up like this. How sad! Of course, it was not just his family that ended up in this situation, there were more than a dozen families who were affected in this way.
The masters of the direct line shrank and went to Xuanzhen temple outside the capital to become Taoist priests. Most of the branch members became scapegoats to appease the anger of the emperor.
Jia Xun's biological mother was a concubine. After the incident, the emperor's guillotine fell and his heads rolled. All the people who died were his direct lineage. He, who has not yet been born, escaped the disaster. In the end, Jia Jingxu did it for peace of mind. , when he heard that there was such a person like him, he asked Jia Zhen to take him over and live temporarily in a small courtyard near Ningrong Street.
Relying on the support from the Ning Mansion, it is difficult to live by it. Actually, it is difficult to say it is difficult. At least I can eat a white flour steamed bun every meal. In this world where people can starve to death from time to time, it is still good! But compared to the wealth of Ningfu and Rongfu, it is in the sky and on earth.
Fortunately, unlike Jia Qin and the others, he has a very good attitude and is not dazzled by this colorful world. He is too lazy to eat and does not learn well at a young age. He follows the little Jia Rong to crawl into the tile fence.
His biological mother passed away due to overwork the year before last. Jia Qi had very complicated feelings about his biological mother. She was a woman from a small family. It was said that marrying a virtuous wife and taking a concubine depends on your appearance, so you will naturally look good as a concubine.
She came from an official family with a family of farmers and scholars, but because her father was corrupt and was plotted by his political opponents, she ended up with a broken family. As her daughter, the end was naturally not easy, and she was forced to join the Jiaofangsi. His cheap dad who often visited flower houses saw it and bought it for fifty taels.
Regarding this matter, Jia Qi was a little speechless. It was so outrageous that his mother opened the door for him. It was so outrageous.
But the fact is that in ancient society, people buying and selling like this can be seen everywhere, and it is not an isolated case. Just like Xiangling, wasn't it also bought back by Xue Pan, and a life was caused for it.
The advantage of studying heirlooms is to understand the truth, understand the general meaning, and understand the writing.
When he was three years old, his mother enlightened him. He was born with knowledge, and with the soul of two lifetimes superimposed, he had a very strong learning ability. In just three months, he understood everything his mother had learned. However, he was afraid of being too much. Shocking the world, he has always been hiding his clumsiness. Even so, his mother was very pleased when she saw him.
When he was four years old, he unintentionally learned the truth about the world. In his dream, he was greedy for pleasure, and before he woke up from the Dream of Red Mansions, he was reduced to a human being in the world. Facing the butcher's knife more than ten years later, he finally felt nervous.
In this era, if you want to get ahead, there are two ways, one is to study for the imperial examination, and the other is to join the army. Compared with joining the army and fighting for fame with your head on your belt, the imperial examination is undoubtedly a better choice.
After that, he went to read some of the books collected by his mother, but most of them were poems. After all, it was useless for a woman to study in those universities. After he finished reading these, he went to a bookstore opened by a clan on the street. Reading, in fact, it stands to reason that the Jia family comes from a distinguished family and no one likes reading. But don’t forget, there is a different kind in the Jia family. Jia Zheng, the second son of Jia Daishan, loves these things. In order to satisfy his selfish desires, he spent his own money to get them. A shop.
After he reported his surname, the clerk in the store didn't bother him. Who didn't know that Jia Zheng was a nerd who loved writing? It took a lot of effort for the clan to have a junior who likes to read. If he found out, the little guy would go to school. Being embarrassed, isn't this a slap in the face?
So Jia Qi stayed in this relationship for five years, until one night, a scripture called "Da Huang Ting" appeared in his mind, which gave him new ideas.
The ending was just like now. He told a story to the little girl in front of him. As Jia Qi told it vividly, the two little maids were so absorbed in listening that no one noticed that a clear light flashed away from his fingertips.
