What imperial examination did Jia Zheng take? It would be a pity not to join the army with his body!
A slap can send a person and a chair flying more than a meter away. This person has never practiced martial arts. What if he is a fierce general who has practiced martial arts?
Jia Baoyu touched half of his burning face and looked at everyone with strange looks: "Huh? Why are everyone looking at me?"
Wang Xifeng told Jia Baoyu about the matter. Who would have thought that when Jia Baoyu learned that she and Qin Keqing had passed out together, instead of being afraid, Jia Baoyu was overjoyed and came to Qin Keqing in a hurry.
"It's a coincidence. Now Keqing and I live and die together."
Jia Baoyu's smiling face came up to Qin Keqing, scaring Qin Keqing so much that he backed away. He was secretly wondering, Keqing was her nickname, where did Baoyu get it?
When Xia Jingui saw this scene, the bad water in his stomach began to well up: What a shameless vixen, even though he looks so seductive, he actually seduced me and seduced me. If I don't teach you a lesson, why don't you?
I wonder how many eyes Lord Ma has!
Xue Hong: "Master Jia, I have finished what I should do, so I should take my leave."
Jia Zheng hurriedly bowed and said: "I thank you Lord Marquis, and the money will be delivered to Lord Marquis's house later."
Xue Hong nodded and was about to turn around and leave when he was suddenly stopped by Jia Baoyu.
Jia Baoyu looked at Xue Hong, who was becoming more and more noble, and his eyes shone: "Brother Hong, I have to rely on you to save me this time. Why don't you stay in the house today so that I can be a thank you to my brother for saving my life?"
As expected, Jia Baoyu is still the same Jia Baoyu. While seeing things different, he also "seeks common ground while reserving differences." He doesn't want to let go of anyone who looks good.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present changed their expressions, some of them were ashamed, such as Yingchun, Tanchun... If Xue Hong really stayed in the house overnight, would the reputation of the daughters in the house be lost?
Some are angry, such as Jia Zheng, what is the relationship between Jia Baoyu and Xue Hong, do you dare to invite others to spend the night?
Xue Hong just smiled lightly and said to Jia Zheng, "Master Jia."
"The official is here."
Xue Hong: "I see that although Young Master Ling is very talented, he has no ambition for fame, so why not force him..."
As soon as these words came out, Jia Baoyu wanted to make friends with Xue Hongba and become a confidant. But as soon as the next words came out, Jia Baoyu burst into tears.
"In my opinion, Young Master Ling is quite talented in martial arts. It is better to send him into the army. I am afraid he will earn a title in the future."
Jia Zheng's expression moved slightly, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of Xue Hong's suggestion.
"No! Baoyu has a delicate body, how can he lick blood from the knife edge with those soldiers! I don't agree, old lady!"
Jia's mother immediately objected to Xue Hong's suggestion, while Mrs. Wang, whose face was swollen after being beaten by Jia Zheng, shook her head in opposition.
Xue Hong: "This is just a small suggestion. Whether you listen to it or not is your house's business. Farewell."
Xue Hong turned around and left, while Jia Zheng accompanied him with a smile on his face and respectfully sent Xue Hong out of the house.
Tanchun couldn't help but sigh: This is what a real man should be like. He can repay the king for his kindness, lead troops to kill the enemy, and confer a wife and a lovely son on the bottom.
Tanchun subconsciously looked at Jia Baoyu and the expressionless Jia Huan.
Needless to say, Jia Baoyu, no one can count on him for the future of the Jia family!
And what about Jia Huan? He had some qualifications, but he was a concubine, and was deliberately raised by Mrs. Wang. As long as Mrs. Wang didn't like it at all, she would punish Jia Huan to copy Buddhist scriptures, even if Jia Huan improved a little in his studies and surpassed Baoyu.
And Tan Chun also knew in his heart that there were few wealthy families in the world who could survive a hundred years. How could even Wang Xie Zhigui have expected that one day in the future, his foundation would be disintegrated?
Nowadays, Jia's family is just hanging on. If she were a man, she might be able to try to turn the tide, but she is just a concubine, a concubine who can only watch her own brother being bullied, insulted and crippled by others.
"Talent comes from being shrewd and ambitious. However, during the last days of life, luck is on the decline. I shed tears on the Qingming Festival and watch by the river. Thousands of miles of east wind is just a dream away."
As for the Spring Festival, I just looked at Xue Hong’s back and silently blessed her.
Wang Xifeng stood next to Qin Keqing, her eyes roaming back and forth between Yingchun and Tanchun. She saw that just now their eyes were fixed on Xue Hong.
Now Xue Hong is on the rise of Dapeng. If a concubine like Yingchun can be used to establish a relationship with Xue Hong, it will be so worthwhile.
Not to mention Jia Lian, her father-in-law Jia She would probably agree.
Of course Jia She agreed, and even eagerly gave the Spring Festival to Xue Hong. Xue Hong was indeed impeccable, young and promising.
Secondly, with Xue Hong's ability and temperament, even if the Jia family falls in the future, it is estimated that he can protect some of the blood of the Jia family.
But you are a broken ship that is about to sink. Why would this dignified prince want to marry you?
There are plenty of good-looking women in the capital. For the powerful, the first goal in marrying a wife is the power behind them, followed by temperament, and finally appearance.
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After Xue Hong left Jia's house, she couldn't help but lament that the more she lacked something, the more she was looked down upon.
The Jia family is in this state now. It is already difficult to get 50,000 taels of silver, but all the maids are still wearing silk and satin, with nothing inside, and they have to suffer the consequences of life and death.
After Xue Hong left Jia's house and returned to the house, she saw the leaves on the surrounding trees falling one after another, and then suddenly remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival was in a few days.
Xue Hong stretched out her hand to catch a leaf and stood quietly under the tree, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Mid-Autumn Festival, Reunion Festival..."
Just when Xue Hong was lost in thought, he suddenly saw a familiar figure coming in from the wall of his yard carrying two jars of wine.
"Ouch!! What bastard threw garbage under the wall! Fortunately, the wine jar didn't break."
Xue Hong covered her forehead and was speechless: "Your Highness, why would you climb over the wall if you didn't leave the door?"
Zhu Hui: "It's not that the princess is too strict and doesn't allow me to get drunk, so I can only avoid the crowded main entrance and climb over the wall."
"And me! Your Highness, Junchen, I'm coming too!"
Chen Chen flipped over in the air and landed perfectly: "His Highness got some good wine, so of course I got some mooncakes!"
Xue Hong: "Really, is the Qinggong I gave you so you can use it to climb over the wall?"
Zhu Hui: "Put what you have learned into practice! Junchen, hurry up and get people to serve the food. I have to take the princess into the palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. The three of us will go there first."
Xue Hong responded with a smile: "Okay! Someone is here! Prepare the table!"
"Oh, Junchen, let me tell you, my father, the old man, has learned a lesson and actually hid all the wine."
"Then how did you find it, Your Highness?"
"Hehehe, so what I took was not my father's wine..."
Mr. Huang Jin secretly came to the plum tree in his back garden, picked up a hoe and started digging.
Because Mr. Huang Jin is old, he is watched by his children and grandchildren and is not allowed to drink excessively.
But isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival soon? Mr. Huang Jin just wants to dig out the wine and drink a few dozen glasses.
But after digging for a long time, I only found a piece of paper with five words written on it: I will lend you two jars of wine.