Jia Huan looked at Shi Xiangyun's bright face and beautiful appearance. Shi Xiangyun was younger than him, but his height was just the same as him.

Jia Huan felt a little confused, and moved his eyes away from Shi Xiangyun's beautiful face and pondered slightly.

He knew that Baochai might have some barriers to him when talking about Xue Pan robbing Xiangling in front of Mrs. Wang, but with Baochai's temperament, it is unlikely that he would not be so serious, right? Because, with Baochai's IQ and EQ, it is easy to understand that he is just talking. It is in the category of intimidation and threat.

Seeing that Jia Huan was not speaking, Shi Xiangyun chuckled and suggested, "Sister Bao's illness has been cured. You go see her another day. Isn't it better to just talk about it?"

Jia Huan smiled bitterly in his heart. Shi Xiangyun is still innocent! Some things are missed when they can't explain them at all. He had a deep understanding of this back then.

If Baochai speaks, he must have some correct routines and patterns. When he talks about this, he might just block Baochai.

Jia Huan thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll go see Sister Bao tomorrow and let it go." He said, "Sister Yun, I have a few words to say to you."

Shi Xiangyun chuckled and blinked, "What's wrong with Brother Huan? So formal."

Jia Huan laughed, "If it's not formal, you may not listen carefully. That's right. I had a drink with my friend two days ago. There was a prince named Wei Ruolan. I think he was a short-lived person. What a pity."

He speculated that although the status of the Shijiahou Mansion was declining, if she wanted to marry Shi Xiangyun, she would have given her a few choices instead of Wei Ruolan alone.

Of course, if there is only one choice, then his reminder will be useless.

As his identity as a Juren at this time, if he lived in the Jia Mansion, he would protect Yingchun, Tanchun and Xichun, it was just a matter of one word. Therefore, he just asked Yingchun's maid Si Qi to come to him if he had something to do. But to solve Shi Xiangyun's marriage problem, it was far from enough to rely on his identity as a Juren. He can only remind Shi Xiangyun now.

Shi Xiangyun giggled and said, "Brother Huan, when will you learn to look at the face?" She felt a little confused.

Jia Huan smiled and moved the topic away.

…

In the moonlight, there was a leisurely living in the village. When Jia Zheng came back from the scattered yamen in the Ministry of Works. He had just talked with the Qingkes' husbands in the study outside, and his disciple Fu Shi came to visit.

Jia Zheng and the Qingkes gave an explanation and went to the small study room Mengpozhai to meet Fu Shi.

Mengpozhai displays exquisitely. Small objects such as calligraphy, painting, brush and ink, incense burners are all filled with the style of wealthy and nobles, and are immersed in the foundation of a century-old aristocratic family. The afterglow of winter falls in the study.

Jia Zheng smiled and asked Fu Shi to sit down, "Why are you free to come to me today? Aren't the Imperial College Supervisory Students going to cause trouble recently?"

Fu Shi explained with a smile: "The Ministry of Rites and the Censorate of the Imperial College have taken over the affairs of the Imperial College students. The Shuntian Prefecture Office has no need to worry about it."

Jia Zheng smiled and twisted his beard, nodded, and sighed: "The Imperial College was fine in the past. It has been turbulent since last year, and this is not a good thing."

Fu Shi laughed and said, "The teacher doesn't know that the main person who caused trouble is Han Jin, the scholar of the Donglin Party. Since he participated in the disaster relief at the Wendao Academy in Jingxi last year, he has become a different person when he comes back and is very capable of causing trouble.

Hu Jijiu and Wang Siye of the Imperial College were both very troubled by this man. Some of his words were also very strange. Like, 'We must speak for the interests of the prison students, and we must be anxious about what the prison students are anxious about...'. This plain language is like a scholar."

Jia Zheng's face suddenly became a little unfavorable. When he heard the four words of Dao Academy, he thought of his concubine's son Jia Huan. The song "Classmate Boy" circulated in the capital was written by Jia Huan. It is written by Jia Huan. It is very literary and widely circulated. By the way, everyone knows that Jia Huan is the actual person in charge of the disaster relief of Wendao Academy.

In other words, Han Xiucai's ability to cause trouble is most likely learned from Jia Huan.

Jia Zheng had the urge to beat Jia Huan in an instant. This was a disgrace to his ancestors when it was spread. But after a second thought, he had nothing to say with that concubine now, so why bother to worry about him?

Fu Shi probably understood his teacher's thoughts in his heart. Dad Zheng was a loyal minister and said with a smile: "Teacher, when it comes to Wendao Academy, I remember something. Brother Huanshi has now performed the ceremony. I wonder if he has ever married?"

He had a sister who was over 20 years old and had all the talents and looks, and had never been allowed to give her anybody. He originally wanted to give her to Baoyu, but she was always unable to do anything. However, it was not impossible to give her to Jia Huan, after all, he was a concubine's son of the Jia family. Anyone in the officialdom who knew Jia Huan's age knew her potential.

But Fu Shi didn't know that Jia Huan's ceremony was something that Jia Zheng was extremely annoyed. Jia Zheng immediately turned a blind eye and waved his hand, "I'll talk about this matter a little later."

Fu Shi was stunned for a moment and quickly shut up.

He was dependent on the Jia Mansion to have the position of Tongzong of Shuntian Mansion. How could he dare to get into Jia Zheng's bad habit?

…

In the evening, Aunt Xue had supper at Jia Mu's house, took Xiangling and followed her sister Mrs. Wang to the East Cluster Courtyard for a short ride. Baochai went to visit Daiyu, who was feeling the cold.

A charcoal basin is burning in the main room, isolating the cold wind and is as warm as spring.

Mrs. Wang changed into a light pink home clothes, wore a white forehead, and sat on the side of the seat and drank tea and talked to Aunt Xue.

Aunt Xue said with a smile: "Sister, I heard from the old lady's tone today. Many people in Beijing want to betroth their daughter to Brother Huan?" When they were having dinner just now, the old lady ignored the matter and decided in her sister's hands.

Mrs. Wang nodded, "There are letters coming from Jinling."

Aunt Xue smiled and said, "Oh, this is so capable. As I said, Brother Huan must come and ask his sister to make the decision..."

This sentence came to Mrs. Wang's heart and couldn't help but smile and said, "Marriage events have been the order of parents and the words of the matchmaker since ancient times." Then, he asked meaningfully, "How can my sister care about this?"

Aunt Xue smiled smartly, "Sister is amazing. Someone here asked me here. It turned out to be a family friend. I have a daughter at home, who is only ten years old, born like a flower and a smart person..." She had to test her sister's tone.

Aunt Xue talked to Mrs. Wang, one pit after another, one pit after another. When both of them were chatting with each other, the night was getting darker outside the window.

…

On the fourth day of the October 10th, the sky was clear and breeze. After breakfast, Jia Huan went to Lixiangyuan, a hundred meters away to meet Baochai. Yesterday, Shi Xiangyun reminded him that he was now living in the Jia Mansion and it was indeed time to meet Baochai.

There are about ten houses in Lixiang Courtyard, with the front hall and back. Jia Huan walked east through a stone corridor, which was the right wing room of Lixiang Courtyard. Several maids on the steps saw Jia Huan coming in through the semicircular gate, and they all saluted, "Please treat the third master."

Jia Huan nodded casually and asked, "Sister Bao, can you be there?"

A little maid said, "The girl is about to go out to the mansion and the third master, and the girls are stubborn." He led Jia Huan through the corridor to the main room, through a bright hall, and to the door of Baochai's boudoir. He happened to meet Baochai dressed neatly and was about to go out.

Xiangling followed Baochai, holding a brown cloak with a little red light between her eyebrows, which had a unique charm.

Xue Baochai was wearing a lilac cotton jacket, with bangs, round face and almond eyes, dignified and elegant, and beautiful appearance. She was slightly stunned when she saw Jia Huan. She had seen him at a banquet when Jia Huan returned to his house more than ten days ago, but she had never seen him again.

Jia Huan felt a little confused and asked, "Sister Bao is going out? I heard from Sister Yun that Sister Bao is cured of her illness, so I'm here to visit her."

Baochai smiled elegantly, "Brother Xie Huan! It's nothing important. I heard that Mrs. Zhu is sick and is going to see her." As she said that, she led Jia Huan to the side hall and sat down in the side hall. Ying'er brought tea.

"Oh. I don't know yet. It's really easy to get cold when the seasons change in autumn and winter." Jia Huan sighed, savoring the tea, and not hinting the topic to Xue Pan. The matter was unclear, and he pondered for a few seconds, "Sister Bao, I have a few words I want to tell you alone."

He and Baochai didn't say a few words, but they were not without dating. Baochai once helped Tanchun plan the situation in the mansion for him. He used Xue Pan's robbery of Xiangling as a handle. If he really wanted to talk about human nature, he would owe Baochai some points.

Although Jia Huan had a strange mood in his heart, he was still calm and was not captured by her beauty. He wanted to repay that favor. He was not a fucking person. He immediately brought the topic over.

A hint of redness flashed across Xue Baochai's fair face, and she felt a little embarrassed and annoyed, and said in a clear voice: "Brother Huan has something to say. You can't tell anyone anything."

Jia Huan rubbed his eyebrows awkwardly. Baochai had a straightforward character. What made her speech a headache was not Lin Daiyu's sharp mockery, but some words that were reasonable. No one in the Jia family dared to sarcastically and provoke her easily.

In the 30th chapter of the original book, Baochai was very angry because Baoyu compared her to Yang Guifei and regarded her as a frivolous word. The maid Jing'er laughed at her and was told by her once. Lin Daiyu took the opportunity to ridicule her and was beaten by Baochai. When Baoyu was said, Baoyu turned red.

He has a very good language attainment.

Jia Huan didn't understand what he said and messed with Baochai, but this situation was obviously not suitable to openly persuade Baochai not to marry Baoyu, so as not to have a tragic ending in the future. Jia Huan carefully used the words and said, "Sister Bao, I have no malice. I want to talk to Sister Bao about the excerpt."

Baochai's face slowed down a little. She came to the capital to choose talented people and praised the good rank, which everyone in the Jia family knew. She had lost the election a few years ago. However, she did not expect Jia Huan to mention it at this time.

Jia Huan said: "I want to say to Sister Bao: Don't exchange personal marriage happiness for the future of the Xue family, wealth and honor. The beauty of a gentleman can be killed for five generations. The destiny of heaven is like this. The world is so great, don't be limited to the present. You should seek respect and those who like you grow old together."

Baochai has a golden lock in her arms. In Jia Huan's opinion, the "golden marriage" is mostly a rumor made by Aunt Xue. Only when Baochai married into the Jia family was guaranteed to the wealth of the Xue family.

As for whether Baochai likes Baoyu, from the original book, she should like it. But from beginning to end, Baochai probably saw Baoyu, a young man who was slightly better than the rest of the four major families, right?

After Jia Huan finished speaking, Xue Baochai was already blushing, took a deep breath, stood up, and said straight: "Brother Huan, don't say such things to me again in the future! Please respect yourself." As she said that, she turned around and walked into her boudoir.

Jia Huan was confused and a little confused. What's going on?

He planned to come to repay the favor today. But this situation is not very good. Judging from Sister Bao’s intention, he doesn’t plan to see him again.

this…

How could Jia Huan know that Aunt Xue came back last night to silence Baochai? His words were not much different from confession to Baochai. Moreover, they were self-recommendation confessions. They were very abrupt and irritable.

On the afternoon of the fourth day of October, Jia Huan went to Wendao Academy in Dongzhuang Town as planned with suspicion. He wrote a letter to make an appointment with Mr. Ye and his classmates.

This was the first time he returned to the academy after he passed the imperial examination. At this time, the senior brother Luo Junzi was still in his hometown, enjoying the glory of returning home in glory, which belonged to the juren. (To be continued.)

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