After all, Jia Cong didn’t let these relatives and friends argue about the new house for long.

He just smeared Qi Youlu's face with colorful paint and let him go gently.

As for those little princes and princes who originally wanted to make trouble with the bride.

Jia Cong and Tu Yao glared at him.

I was so scared that I ran as far as I could.

This made Yang Yiming and others laugh: "The prince, the young prince, you are so powerful and domineering!"

That night.

In the wedding room of Junma Mansion.

Mandarin ducks cross neck dance, emerald acacia cage.

When Jia Cong returned to Prince Yixiao's palace, it was already past the second watch and almost the third watch.

Mother Feng and Tong Yun Xianyue were sewing while waiting for him.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "You have been busy all day. If you don't rest early, what are you waiting for me to do?"

Mother Feng put down her work and took off the coat that Jia Cong wore when going out.

He smiled and said, "It's not that tiring. Tongyun Xianyue got a lot of rewards today."

Jia Cong asked: "Who gave the reward?"

Tongyun smiled and said: "Princess Zhongshun, and all the princesses and princesses."

Jia Cong said: "That's to reward you for your hard work in taking care of Xiao Cui'er for the past half month. You should also have clear rain and heavy frost."

Then he asked: "How is Xiaofuzi doing today?"

Mother Feng changed Jia Cong's clothes and picked up her work again.

He smiled and said, "Xiao Fuzi said it's great, and I can go out with my brother tomorrow."

Jia Cong quickly shook his head: "If you let him rest for a few more days, where can he go out?"

"Leaving hidden wounds is no fun!"

I saw that what Feng’s mother was making was a pair of shoes, and the size was obviously Xu Bijiang’s.

He smiled at her and said, "When Xiangling comes out of the palace on the last day of the festival, Mr. Feng will have nothing to do. Come over to our house and take care of the sewing room."

"Mother Feng, it will be much easier for you."

After Qi Youlu's careful diagnosis and treatment, Feng's body has already recovered.

When she went back to Xue's house for New Year's Eve dinner last time, Jia Cong had mentioned it to her casually.

Feng's heart is naturally full of determination.

Nowadays, her son-in-law provides everything for her food, which makes her a little uncomfortable.

It's just that I've been busy with Xiangling's leaving the cabinet recently, so I haven't come here yet.

"That's good!"

Mother Feng asked again: "Brother, there is no news about the female crown that I told the second young master last time?"

Jia Cong was stunned for a moment, and his heart was inevitably filled with shadows.

When Lady Jingzhen appears again, I'm afraid it will be when Xu Bijiang was robbed as she mentioned.

For a moment, I hesitated.

After a while, he smiled and said: "Jingzhen Nu Guan is the aunt and niece of the imperial grandmother, so I can't come in a hurry."

"Let everything take its course."

……………………

The next morning.

Jia Cong just got up and washed up not long ago.

Haven’t had breakfast yet.

I saw Xiao Xingzi standing outside the dormitory door.

"Third Master, Your Majesty, please come over."

When the Spring Festival comes out of the cabinet, Jia Cong, as a biological brother, has three days off.

Jia Lian originally also had three days.

Just adding in the travel schedule, I gave him a half-month vacation.

Jia Cong originally planned to go to Qintian Prison in the evening so that Jia She could see the moon phases with his own eyes.

Today is the tenth day of February.

The weather is clear and the moon is mostly full, making it easy to observe.

But Jia She was anxious and sent someone to invite him early in the morning.

Jia Cong hurriedly told Mother Feng a few words.

Bring a simple version of the tripod to see Jia She.

Jia She had already changed his clothes when he went out, and saw Jia Cong holding something strange.

Asked: "What is this?"

Jia Cong said: "Put the telescope on this in the evening and I'll show dad something."

Jia She had something hidden in his heart and asked Jia Cong to bring a telescope.

Said: "Let's go, let's go to Qintian Prison now."

Qin Tian Jian is not far from Imperial Hospital, Hanlin Academy and Sixth Department.

There is an observation deck.

On that day, the Qintian Supervisor was going to Rongguo Mansion to break Ma Daopo's Taoism.

Jia Cong was in the south of the Yangtze River at that time and had not yet returned to Shenjing.

So this was the first time I saw this gray-haired old man.

He originally thought he would see a Taoist cultivator, but he didn't expect that he was a civil servant wearing a fifth-grade official uniform.

Qintian Supervisor Zheng first gave Jia She a common courtesy.

He smiled and said: "Hou Enhou, why are you willing to come and sit here?"

Jia Cong saw that he was doing common courtesy to Jia She, and he called himself "I am an old man."

Rather than a modest title such as "lower official".

I knew in my heart that this old man should also be an old acquaintance of the unscrupulous old man Jia Daishan.

And he is a generation older than Jia She.

Sure enough, Jia She returned the gift and said with a smile: "Uncle Liang, it's been a long time."

Jia Cong also quickly bowed and said, "I've seen Grandpa Jianzheng."

Qin Tian Jian Zheng laughed loudly at first.

When his eyes fell on Jia Cong's face, he said softly "Hey".

Jia Cong's heart skipped a beat.

Is this old man any better than Jing Zhenzi and Zhang Daoshi?

Can you tell that he is a Soul Seizer?

The Qintian Supervisor looked at him for a long time before saying: "The young prince looks strange, but has he been in trouble?"

Jia Cong quickly covered it up: "I have encountered many calamities!"

"I once hit my head and had a scar on my forehead!"

Jia She patted him gently.

Then he smiled at Qintian Supervisor and said, "Uncle Shi, I don't know. This kid has been in trouble for three years, and his body is as thin as a stick."

"Except for the horse fall a few years ago."

"This year Xin Zheng also passed out inexplicably."

"If it weren't for the imperial doctor Yang and my son-in-law at Yulao Hospital at that time, I don't know how many days I would have been in coma."

Qintian Supervisor smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you encounter it. I will be safe and happy in the future."

Having said that, there are still some doubts in the eyes.

I could see Jia Cong’s heart beating wildly.

When he faced these mysterious characters, he inevitably felt a little guilty.
To be continued...