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Chapter 899: When Will You Return (Part 2)

Jia Huan had not returned for three years, and the personnel in the capital were renewed several times. This was the situation he was facing. In late November, Jia Huan had just arrived in Baoding Prefecture.

Everyone in the capital asked Jia Huan when he would return, and the starting point was different.

Compared with Chen Yejun and Feng Ziying and other small and medium-sized noble families, they have more worries about Jia Huan's return to Beijing, King Beijing and Prince Xiping, who are more worried: the emperor does not like Jia Huan.

The emperor is already in his twilight years, and he only lasts for one or two years. If Jia Huan jumped too happily after returning to Beijing, he would be afraid that something would be unbearable to say.

Beijing Palace. A bright moon hidden in the clouds.

In the flower hall, King Beijing and King Xiping of the World Friendship Prince were having tea and chatting. King Beijing had just added a son, and the old Wuxun Group gathered for this.

Prince Xiping was wearing a blue regular dress and said, "Prince, Wei Qihou has been aggressive recently! Wang Anshi only lost thousands of people and was stared at him." His status in the old Wuxun Group was lower than that of King Beijing and was a backbone.

Beijing Wang Shuirong nodded gently, drank tea, thought for a while, and said, "Let's talk about it when Ziyu comes back. He should be almost here. Jia Cunzhou will arrive in Beijing in a few days."

He tends to consult Jia Huan’s opinions on political struggles. Not to mention, the matter involves Jia Huan’s uncle Wang Ziteng.

The Prince of Xiping smiled and nodded.





The night sky is gloomy. The Yan Palace in Fucaifang, the southwest corner of the city, is in the lower and lower level of scale and specifications of a group of princes in the capital.

A carriage returns in the night.

King Ning Xi of Yan was nineteen years old at that time. The weak boy had become a young man and was the father of a child. When Jia Huan was in the Western Regions, the nickname he gave to the eldest son of the King of Yan was: July.

In the main room of the King of Yan, Princess Zhen Yi was sewing his son's clothes under the lamp, a jasper-colored jacket, a light pink skirt, delicate facial features, elegant charm, and a flower-like beauty. The maids served.

Seeing that the King of Yan was drunk, Zhen Yi served him to change his clothes and wipe his face, and complained slightly: "Does the prince have to drink every time he sees Duke Yue?"

Ning Xi, the king of Yan, was relatively weak-hearted. When he saw his wife scolding her, he smiled apologetically and said, "You are burdened. I am so happy today. Brother Cheng said that the sir is going back to Beijing."

Zhen Yi didn't react for a moment and turned around and hung the cotton-padded jacket of King Yan, "Which gentleman?"

Ning Xi was drunk and smiled quietly, "Mr. Jia." Mr. returned to Beijing in the name of asking for leave.

Zhen Yi was stunned for a moment and was a little lost. Then, he was busy and said, "Yes."

Ning Xi smiled. He knew the complicated emotions of the Zhen family towards Mr. Jia. He was thinking about the happy time of studying under his teacher's school. Mr. shouldn't leave Beijing again, right?





Outside the east city of the capital, in the general hall of Xianheng Trading Company, Hanlin editor Ji Cheng and Yao Wei, the head of Xianheng Trading Company in the capital, were drinking wine and drowning his sorrow.

Yao Wei was in his thirties, with a beautiful appearance, and a scholarly reputation. He was a famous Confucian businessman in Northern Zhili. He sipped his white wine and asked, "Boyan, the historians do not agree with your marriage with their eldest girl? Hey, is that strange?

You are a Hanlin after all. How many people in Beijing want to marry you? Although it is not as exaggerated as Shen Yuqiao now, there are still many, right?"

He and Ji Cheng are both the direct descendants of Jia Huan in the academy. Ji Cheng is the most outstanding disciple in the academy after Jia Huan. He has strong practical ability and learn from one example and learn from others.

Ji Cheng was twenty-three years old, with a bitter face and drank depressedly, saying, "The Shi family thought I was born with a mud-legged family. The actual reason was that they wanted to cling to Grand Secretary Hua. Grand Secretary Hua's son intended to take her as a concubine. When will the head of the courtyard come back?"

The head of the courtyard went to the Western Regions. He was in the capital and often went to the Jia Mansion to help. He was familiar with Jia Rong, Jia Qiang, Jia Yun and others. He met a big girl from the Shi family who often came to the Jia Mansion to relax. He was shocked and fell in love with him at first sight.

Over the past three years, I have known the Shi family girl and sympathized with her experience: getting engaged with Wei Ruolan, but I am a vague one.

He wanted to marry a girl from the Shi family, but his wish was not fulfilled.

Yao Wei said with a funny look: "It's useless for you to ask every day. The head of the courtyard is on the way. Even if he walks separately from the Governor General Qi's brigade, it will not be earlier than the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month at the earliest."

Ji Cheng held his forehead in distress. Even though he was full of knowledge and had a change of power, what could he do like this?





The winter is gentle. It is projected on the evergreen trees in the garden of Yongshou Palace, with a few mottled sunlight. The dark green shade is deep.

Queen Yang looked at her son who was jumping in the garden with a loving face, wearing a dark red palace outfit. More than 20 maids and eunuchs were waiting around her.

Three years have passed, and time seems to love Yang Yanyan in particular. Time has left no trace on her face.

The 37-year-old Queen Yang still has a slender waist, white skin, and a flawless face. The graceful and luxurious beauty wore a palace outfit, and her paired up straight and round and smooth. Every frown and smile, with the charm of a mature beauty, can be called a beauty.

But her temperament is dignified and graceful, which constitutes her unique style and is extremely beautiful.

King Ningke of Shu was also there, looking at King Ningyuan of Yong who was six years old, and smiled and praised: "My mother, brother Yuan is smart and smart, and he will definitely be a versatile talent in civil and military affairs in the future."

Queen Yang chuckled gracefully and said, "Where did Ke'er hear good things?"

Ning Ke smiled and said, "Mother, this is what Doctor Yin said." Yin Yan was very concerned about teaching Prince Yang.

Queen Yang smiled slightly. In her heart, she also had high hopes for her son? She only wished the emperor a long life and lasted for a few more years.

"Yuan'er, take a break." Queen Yang shouted, asking the palace maid to take her son down to wipe her sweat, and left the back garden with the King of Shu and walked into the palace. The palace maids and eunuchs followed behind them.

Queen Yang smiled and said, "Ke'er, there is a lot of trouble outside. Shen Qian, the husband of the third girl of the Jia family, has not returned yet, and is now very popular in Beijing. The matchmakers have broken through the Shen family's door. When will Jia Ziyu come back? When his sister gets married, you will give me a generous gift."

Jia Huan is coming back. She wants to make friends with this person. If anyone has the ability to push her son to the throne, she believes that this person is Jia Huan!

Ning Ke joked and smiled. He felt unspeakable: His wife is Shen Qian's sister. He and his wife have a good relationship. They have children. However, Jia Tanchun is the woman he loved deeply in this life.

At this time, she will eventually get married. Fortunately, her husband is so outstanding! Otherwise, how can he feel?

"OK."

Queen Yang whispered her head and then said in a low voice: "Don't get involved in the storm in the court this time."

The King of Shu said, "Yes." But he was slightly shocked.

In early December, fierce court struggle broke out in the court. As the report of the military achievements of Mobei was widely reported in the Jude of Truth, public opinion arose. Ji Xingsheng, Secretary of the Ministry of Works, wrote a letter to request the emperor to reward the generals and the meritorious officials.

Of course, he would not mention Jia Huan's contribution in the memorial. He and Jia Huan are political allies and would not harm Jia Huan like this.

However, his political rival, Grand Secretary Hua Mo, made a secret statement, criticizing Ji Xingsheng for disregarding the predicament of the emperor, exercising his own selfish desires, and manipulating the court. Then, he found out the old stories of Ji Xingsheng during the 17th year of Yongzhi: forming a clique and summoning him one of them.

He listened to Xiao's analysis.

Ji Xingsheng asked for great rewards to all the heroes, and his original intention was to take the initiative in personnel adjustment. The emperor was indeed very happy when Mobei won a great victory. However, he ignored the situation where the national treasury had no silver and the treasury had no silver.

In November, on the Holy Birthday, the left censor Zhang Anbo advised him in person: Don’t spend money or overdo it, which will make the emperor extremely unhappy.

Hua Mo used this to solve his political opponents. The fundamental reason was that the emperor wanted Hua Mo to stabilize the court and not bother him. The emperor chose Hua Mo who was more considerate and charming, and gave up the famous Ji Xingsheng.

Ji Xingsheng was jailed and questioned, and his home was raided. At present, Ji Dang was hunting down in the court.
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