There is no need to give Lin Ruhai detoxification treatment that night.

Jia Cong had dinner at a small house by the lake.

With two clay figures on his sleeves, he brought little Cui'er with him.

Shi Shiran walked towards the yard where Lin Daiyu now lives.

In the afternoon, Aunt Zheng took Qingyufanshuang and inspected the yard carefully.

The household furnishings were rearranged until nothing was left out.

Therefore, not only Lin Daiyu, but also Lin Ruhai moved from the main hall.

The air here is fresh, so it is naturally much easier to relax than the inner room of the main hall.

Jia Cong saw that the courtyard had green grass, green bamboos, wintersweet, and an elegant environment.

There are dozens of faintly built houses with whitewashed walls and green tiles, hidden deep among the flowers and trees.

There is also a clear stream passing by around the steps.

I am very satisfied.

I think back when Lin Daiyu was living in Yangzhou before going to Shenjing.

I have been living here with my parents.

No wonder she will choose Xiaoxiang Pavilion to live in the future. This is obviously the Xiaoxiang Pavilion that has been expanded several times.

At this time.

Lin Daiyu just served Lin Ruhai with half a bowl of ginseng and donkey hide gelatin porridge.

Come out and have dinner with Aunt Zheng in the side hall.

Xueyan and Chunxian stood aside and let it go.

In addition, there are four or five maids who used to serve her personally in the Lin Mansion, each with a deacon.

Outside, the mother-in-law and maid were standing in the dark under the corridor of the side hall.

Jia Cong secretly laughed in his heart, this is the rule of the prince's house.

At the beginning, I didn’t know whether Lin Ruhai was too worried or anxious, or if something was wrong.

Let Lin Daiyu travel thousands of miles to Shenjing by boat.

But with only the snow goose and nanny, he was sent to the land of tigers and wolves in Rongguo Mansion.

I saw Jia Cong coming with Xiao Cuier.

Lin Daiyu and Aunt Zheng quickly stood up and gave up their seats.

He asked with a smile: "Cong'er, can we have dinner?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "I've used it a long time ago. I just took a walk in the garden to eat. I stopped by to see Uncle Lin."

Lin Daiyu waved her hand: "Don't go in yet, my father just drank half a bowl of ginseng and donkey hide gelatin porridge to sleep."

Jia Cong said: "My uncle has been exhausted and breathless today. It is always good to sleep more."

As he said that, he sat down on the chair next to him.

Aunt Zheng stopped her chopsticks and asked for tea to rinse her mouth.

Come and talk to Jia Cong.

When Lin Daiyu finished her meal and turned around to rinse her mouth.

Aunt Zheng gently pulled Jia Cong.

She whispered in his ear: "Third Master, that Bizi Soup..."

Jia Cong lowered his voice.

"Whether it was my aunt who did it, or whether the three aunts committed suicide themselves, there is no need to investigate further."

There have been a lot of private affairs in the house since I came here, so it’s better that the aunt committed suicide herself.

If Jia Min takes action, Jia Cong doesn't want to destroy the impression of a loving mother she left in Lin Daiyu's heart.

In fact, Jia Cong prefers Jia Min.

Would the people trained by Mother Jia know these methods?

Aunt Zheng smiled: "I understand."

The dining table was removed and the maids served tea again.

Jia Congcai raised the little clay figurine in front of Lin Daiyu and shook it.

"Sister Lin, see if it looks like it?"

Lin Daiyu chuckled: "Where did this come from?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "I pinched it when I took Xiao Liuzi to the temple fair this morning."

Xiao Cui'er's eyes lit up when she saw it, and she held on to Jia Cong: "Third Master, I want it too! I want it too!"

Jia Cong also took out the clay figurine of Xiao Cuier from his sleeve.

"Yes, this is not you?"

Lin Daiyu looked at the two inverted eyebrows on the face of the little clay figurine, and then looked at Xiao Cuier.

Lying on the desk, I couldn’t stop laughing.

"You are a narrow-minded person!"

"Why does this clay figurine, Xiao Cui'er, look so similar?"

Xiao Cuier held the clay figurine with a smile, looking left and right, her eyes dancing with joy.

He looks even more like that little clay figurine.

Even Aunt Zheng couldn't help but smile and said: "Third Master, you really dote on this child!"

Jia Cong conveniently pinched Xiao Cuier's double-ring bun.

"You have been living with me in the east courtyard since you were little. What else can you do if you don't pamper me?"

Of course Lin Daiyu knew that Jia Cong turned out to be a little transparent.

Only after falling off the horse and taking a tumble did he show his sharpness.

Aunt Zheng only thought Jia Cong was joking.

With Jia Cong now in the royal family, he always gets the wind and rain.

How could you be living with a humble little girl?

Jia Cong sent the little clay figurine away, sat there for a while, and then took Xiao Cuier back to the small house by the lake.

Will write a letter to Jia She Jia Huan.

I also send New Year’s greetings to Yingchun, Xichun, Jia Huan, Jia Lan, Aunt He and Aunt Cao.

He didn't bother to prepare the gifts from Jia's mother and Jia Zheng.

I only mentioned it to Jia She in the letter and asked my cheap man to prepare for the count.

As for the big-faced treasure, Jia Tanchun?

Who are they?

Jia Cong packed his things.

Open the window, look into the sky and shout: "Tianjiu!"

Then Tianjiu appeared out of nowhere.

Jia Cong was so surprised.

He never knew where the Qilin Guards and Secret Guards usually hid.

Anyway, being able to be there at any time is really magical.

Tu Yao just finished his meal and came over to Jia Cong's room to chat and play.

He quickly pulled Jia Cong and said, "Brother Cong, are you sending a message?"

"Help me also send a letter to my father, my mother, my queen, my grandfather and my grandmother."

"I don't have to send the secret guards back to the palace anymore."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Have you finished writing the book?"

Tu Yao nodded repeatedly: "It has been written long ago!"

"Xiao Shunzi, go and get it quickly."

He sent the little clay figurine he had kneaded this afternoon to the queen.

Jia Cong thought for a while and asked Tu Yao to open the letter.

I originally wanted to add two sentences to the end of Tu Yao’s letter and that would count.

When I saw Tu Yao's handwriting, my eyes suddenly turned black!

Gritting her teeth, Xiaohong asked her to take out pen, ink, paper and inkstone again.

Lying on the desk, I wrote letters to Emperor Tianxi, the Queen, and the Empress Dowager one by one.
To be continued...