Chapter 1170 Jia Heng: After all, the old house is on fire and there is no way to save it (please
Chapter 1170 Jia Heng: After all, the old house is on fire and there is no way to save it... (Please vote for me!)
Jinling
In the alley southwest of Xuanwu Street, in a house with the word "Yuan Mansion" hanging on it, the flower hall is crowded with people.
Yuan Tu, the Minister of Rites of Nanjing, sat at the main seat, and on the pear-shaped chairs below were officials from the Six Ministries of Nanjing.
"This Duke of Wei is the governor of Jinyi. He can't even protect the queen and his wife, so he lets a young man disturb Feng Jia. How can he have the face to hold the power of Jinyi again?" Lu Jin, the right deputy of the Imperial Procuratorate, twirled his beard with his free hand.
, said with a sneer.
Xiang Tingsong, who was in charge of the affairs of Nanjing's civil affairs department, also echoed: "The Duke of Wei is now on duty as a military officer. He specializes in military affairs. He leads the Beijing camp with one hand and the Jinyi Mansion with the other. If things go on like this, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing for the country.
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"What Brother Xiang said is true. Since Duke Wei has always been victorious in military affairs, he only knows military affairs, and he should not be in charge of the guards of Jinyi Mansion." Lin Ruicheng, another Nanjing Sixth Engineering Department official, said.
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"Moreover, they are also low on energy, and it is inevitable that they will focus on one thing at the expense of the other. From the assassination of the King of Chu to the assassination of the Queen now, it can be seen that they should no longer be in charge of the Jinyi Mansion." Fu Xiye, the Minister of Rites, looked at him.
You Leng said in a cold voice.
Other officials such as Wu Hefei, the Minister of Civil Affairs, and Ying Yuanlu also nodded.
The main reason is that Jia Heng previously advocated the four new policies and helped the Liangjiang Governor's Office to implement the new policies, which actually harmed the interests of the officials present.
Yuan Tu said righteously: "We cannot allow his writing to be false. This is the time when Shangshu speaks out and eliminates troubles for the imperial court."
"That's what the boss said." All the officials present agreed.
This kind of thing requires someone to take the lead. Now that Jia Heng's "mistakes" have been discovered, it is time for a group to attack.
While everyone was echoing in agreement, Shen Fang, the minister of household affairs in Nanjing, who was sitting safely not far away, could not help but shake his head secretly when he saw this scene.
These people want to use this to kill Jia Heng's son, but they are afraid that they still have some trouble.
I heard that the Queen's assassination was just a false alarm in the end. In this way, it will not be easy to bring down the child Jia Heng. At most, the child's face will be tarnished.
However, it would be better to let these people impeach Jia Heng's child's arrogance.
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Jinling, Ningguofu
Daiyu stood in front of the window, opened it, and looked at the grass and trees in the back garden. The girl's eyebrows were curved, her starry eyes trembled, her pink lips parted lightly, and she said softly: "Suddenly, a spring breeze came overnight, thousands of trees
Thousands of pear trees are in bloom.”
At this moment, the branches are covered with snowflakes, which makes the jade trees even more beautiful and pretty. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is not like the snow in the north, but has a bit of the pretty beauty of Xiaojiabiyu.
"Girl, it's windy here, don't catch a cold." Zijuan gently put her fox fur cloak on Daiyu's shoulders.
Daiyu turned around. The girl was already at the age of hairpins. Her facial features gradually opened up, and her brows and eyes were full of youthfulness, beauty, fragility and delicateness. She seemed quite stunning, and asked softly: "What time is it today?"
"It's the twelfth lunar month." Zicuckoo said softly.
"It's almost the Chinese New Year." Daiyu sighed softly and said, "Brother Heng hasn't come back yet."
Since her separation from Jia Heng, Daiyu's life has been like a year. If the love-minded Daiyu were in later generations, she would probably be in a widowed relationship.
Zicuckoo helped Daiyu to the inner compartment and said softly: "Girl, uncle should be fighting at the moment."
"I heard that the Queen was assassinated by gangsters, and Princess Xianning and Sister Chanyue all came over." Dai Yu's face was full of beauty, and she said quietly.
She also wanted to go to Suzhou, but they didn't call her a few days ago. Maybe the Queen's assassination had nothing to do with her.
Zijuan said softly: "It should be fine."
At this moment, Xiren slowly entered the house, with a plump face like a cloud and a slight smile, and said: "Girl, I heard from the third girl that it seems to be nothing serious. The Queen is in danger. Girl, have a drink of cheese."
Tea, warm yourself up."
Daiyu came to the desk, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "What else did the third sister say?"
In fact, Daiyu didn't dislike Xiren that much. For example, in the original novel, Xiren was teased as her sister-in-law, but Xiren still preferred Baochai later on.
However, at this moment, the life trajectories of the two people have already undergone different changes.
Xiren smiled and said: "The third girl talked a lot. She said that Uncle Heng should be able to have a lot more leisure next year, and then he will have more time to spend in the mansion."
Under the smoky brows of Daiyu, her starry eyes flashed, and she hummed softly, saying: "When you are free, you may be tripped up by someone again one day."
Xiren: "..."
I have long been accustomed to Daiyu's unexpected resentment.
Xiren chuckled.
At this moment, Sister Feng's voice came from outside, saying with a smile: "Girl Lin is in the house."
"Why are Sister-in-law Feng here?" Daiyu stood up and went to greet her. She looked at the young woman with Hua Xin and asked softly.
Sister Feng smiled and said: "Isn't this the silk cloth sent by the eldest princess's house to make clothes for the girls in our house? You pick the pattern, six pieces per person, this is the best silk from the manufacturing bureau.
, soft and silky.”
Behind him, Ping'er and two maids held silk cloths of various colors and handed them over.
The eldest princess of Jinyang was sent in the name of Li Chanyue.
Daiyu chuckled softly and asked: "Is it difficult for the eldest princess to have a plan? Should Sister Bao make the first choice?"
"She said she would choose you first, and she would be fine no matter what." Sister Feng looked at the girl with a sweet smile, and there was a bit of inexplicable color on her gorgeous face.
He secretly thought that these two people were quite interesting. Bao Yatou should have the humble demeanor of the main wife, so let Sister Lin choose first.
Daiyu originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she said softly: "Then I'll choose first."
After waiting for a while, I selected several colors of silk that I liked.
Sister Feng smiled and joked: "You and Bao Yatou will be in the same house for the rest of your lives. I'm afraid the time you spend with Brother Xinheng won't be as long as the two of you."
When Daiyu heard this, she felt slightly ashamed, her cheeks turned red and she said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng."
In fact, the names of Sister Feng gradually followed an indescribable tacit understanding among the Jinchai people in the Grand View Garden, that is, they did not call her "Second Grandma Lian" or "Second Sister-in-law Lian", but called Sister-in-law Feng.
Sister Feng's beautiful face showed a smile, and she said softly: "Okay, everyone in the family knows this. You and Bao Yatou are the most outstanding in this family, and your brother Heng is the best."
In the past, she might not be able to tolerate being with others... But now, she doesn't have any status to say this.
Daiyu snorted softly and said: "He is not missing anyone, he has to look forward to Shu."
She alone is enough, why bother with Sister Bao?
Hmm, no, it seems that Sister Bao came first? Anyway, there is no one as greedy as him.
There was a feeling of shame in the girl's heart.
At this time, under the eaves of the corridor, Xiangyun's charming and charming voice came, saying: "Sister Lin, what are you busy in the house?"
In his free time, Xiangyun often visited the house, and especially liked to play with Daiyu. The two of them talked, laughed, and went crazy together. Today, he was here with Tanchun.
Daiyu raised her head and looked at it, and said softly: "Sister Yun is here?"
While talking, Xiangyun and Tanchun were seen entering the side room, looking up at them, smiling and saying, "Sister-in-law Feng, what are you and Sister Lin doing?"
Sister Feng smiled and said: "The eldest princess's house sent some silk fabrics to make floral clothes for the Chinese New Year."
Tan Chun came closer, took the silk in Ping'er's hand, and said with a chuckle: "This silk looks really gorgeous, and the weaving is really good."
Ping'er smiled and said, "This is woven by a female worker from the Weaving Bureau."
Xiangyun said softly: "Xianning and Sister Chanyue have also gone to Suzhou Mansion. We should also go to Suzhou Mansion sometime to find Brother Heng."
Sister Feng smiled and said, "Your brother Heng is busy with court affairs outside."
Daiyu stared at Tanchun with her starry eyes at this moment, and said softly: "Third sister, sister Xianning said the day before yesterday that someone assassinated the Queen's fleet. What's going on now?"
Tan Chun said: "There is no danger on the Queen's side. The enemy invaders on the Hangzhou side must have been repelled by Brother Heng. There is no war here in the south of the Yangtze River."
Daiyu nodded and said softly: "Can you come back for the New Year this year?"
Tanchun sat close and said softly: "I can't say yet, but I should be able to come back to celebrate the New Year."
Sister Feng smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have to come back no matter what."
Not to mention other things, not to mention Chai Dai, even Miaoyu who is pregnant in the courtyard, that person should come back.
Don't you look at the child?
Speaking of Miaoyu, it is in the courtyard where Miaoyu lives, separated by several courtyard walls——
In the side room, Miaoyu was dressed in moon-white clothes and gently caressed her swollen belly. The girl with an oval face originally had a somewhat plump and gentle look on her chiseled cheeks because she was pregnant.
As a few months passed, the fetus in the belly was experiencing an indescribable throbbing of life.
Xing Xiuyan arched her eyebrows, raised the curtain and entered the wing, saying, "Sister Miaoyu."
Miaoyu turned around, looked at Xing Xiuyan with full eyes under Liu Ye's slender eyebrows, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"The war over there in Hangzhou Prefecture should be over." Xing Xiuyan said softly, with a light mist of frost appearing on her flawless face.
Because Miaoyu was pregnant with Liujia, the news was a little blocked, mainly because she didn't want her mood to fluctuate too much, so as not to affect the pregnancy.
Miaoyu's face as beautiful as snow was filled with joy, and her voice could not conceal her joy as she said, "Then when will you come back in the next few days?"
Xing Xiuyan whispered: "He should be back in the next few days. Don't worry too much. He will definitely look after you and the child."
Miaoyu said: "He is busy with important things outside, so he doesn't need to indulge in the love between his children."
In the past, the girl did not know that she was so clingy. Although she was deeply in love with Jia Heng, Miaoyu's temperament was originally very withdrawn and cold, but now that she has a child, it has aroused hot emotions deep in her heart.
Xing Xiuyan walked to the table, picked up the teapot, picked up the teacup, poured a cup of tea for Miaoyu, and said, "They said that they won't be so busy next year and can stay in the house for a while longer."
Miaoyu's expression was full of despair, and she faintly said: "I hope so."
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Suzhou Prefecture
In the back house, in the wing——
It was already evening, and the fragrance was floating on the bed surrounded by curtains, refreshing the heart and mind.
Jia Heng hugged Princess Xianning and Li Chanyue, one on the left and the other on the right. The snowy skin felt soft to the touch, and the fragrant fragrance floated on the tip of his nose, making him feel refreshed.
Princess Xianning snorted, a strand of her hair clinging to her face with sweat, Liuye's thin eyebrows raised, and there was a hint of anger in her clear and beautiful eyes. Her voice was like an oriole coming out of the valley, delicate and soft: "
There was something unusual just now, sir."
Just now she pretended to be that person as usual to test Mr., and it was obvious that he was much more violent than before.
"What's the difference? I just miss you." Jia Heng frowned, his expression a bit unnatural.
I really couldn't stand it just now. Xianning really learned it more and more vividly. He only asked you to imitate it, not to surpass it.
In particular, the charm and maturity between the graceful expression are even more beautiful and moving as Xianning gets older.
Plus the previous scenes of getting along in the Shigong Mountain cave.
At the moment of skin-to-skin contact, it was really like a dream, and the sweet and salty girls felt like they were one person.
It's a pity that when Xian Ning was in love, there were some tricks that made him appear in the scene instantly.
In other words, he didn't know what Tian Niu'er really looked like, whether she was as blazing as fire. It was also possible that after all, the old house was on fire and there was no way to save it.
All the things we did in the cave before were just a step away.
Li Chanyue's pink face was as red as rouge, and there was a hint of charm in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes. Her voice was charming and gentle, and she said, "I don't know who Mr. Jia was thinking of just now."
Jia Heng squeezed Chan Yue gently, looked at the charming girl, smiled and joked: "I just thought of Chan Yue."
Li Chanyue's face was as red as the clouds. She snorted and said softly: "Mr. Xiao Jia is good at coaxing people with sweet words."
"I'm not just a sweet talker."
While he was talking, the young man leaned over again. The sky dog eclipsed the moon, and the moon was waning like a wheel.
Li Chanyue's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her mind felt inexplicably trembling.
Princess Xianning pulled Jia Heng's arm and said softly: "Okay, sir, stop making trouble and talk about business."
Li Chanyue: "..."
I won’t talk about business if I’m making trouble for you, right?
Jia Heng hugged Li Chanyue, seeming to feel the girl's jealousy, and said softly: "You tell me."
Princess Xianning frowned, her eyes were clear and bright, and she seemed to be shining with determination, and said: "There will be someone in the court who will accuse you of negligence in this assassination."
After the two got married, they became one and the same, so they naturally understood the dilemma Jia Heng faced in the court under siege by civil servants.
Jia Heng hugged the little princess's delicate body, which was so warm and fragrant in this winter that people couldn't put it down, and whispered: "They just want to take away the power of my Jinyi Mansion."
In fact, he does not have complete control over the Jinyi Mansion Guards, but it is used more to deal with foreign enemies. It is untenable to defend against traitors by criticizing the government and the public.
Because Emperor Chongping previously asked Shang Yong, the inner guard under Dai Quan and the former commander of Jinyi Mansion, to be responsible for investigating the matter.
If he really resigns from the Jinyi Mansion, if the royal family encounters such an assassination in the future, he will be able to remove it completely.
Princess Xianning thought for a while and asked: "Father, I don't think I will blame you. Your husband has made a lot of efforts to save your mother from danger this time. Please tell me how you rescued your mother. What happened to your mother?"
Are you still injured?"
If there is anything unusual, it should be during this time.
Jia Heng turned around, put his arms around Princess Xianning's shoulders, and said softly: "There's nothing to say about this."
Princess Xianning grabbed Jia Heng and pressed her softly. She looked curious and said, "Sir, tell me."
Jia Heng said: "You can ask the Queen."
Princess Xianning: "???"
What do you mean? Is there really something going on here?
Jia Heng hugged Princess Xianning and said softly: "Okay, don't be suspicious. I have sense. How can I be so ignorant."
After the three of them finished lovingly, Princess Xianning and Li Chanyue rested.
Jia Heng stood up and left the wing first, and came to the front hall. At this moment, Chen Xiao was not in the hall, only Song Yan, and asked: "Yan'er, where is your sister Xiaoxiao?"
Song Yan raised her eyes and looked at the young man. She was a little panicked for a moment and even stepped back a little.
Jia Heng was amused. He walked closer and asked with interest: "Sister Yan'er seems a little afraid of me?"
Seeing the young man coming over, Song Yan was even more shocked. She quickly took a few steps back, her cheeks flushed with shame, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng..."
However, as the young man approached, the familiar scent of powder was mixed with an indescribable smell that made people blush. It seemed to be the scent of powder on Sister Xianning and Sister Chanyue.
The girl's heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.
Suddenly, at this moment, his chin was pinched by the young man, and then he couldn't help but look at the young man, and when he met that stern and cold condescending gaze, his breathing could not help but become faster, and his heart beat faster.
"There is some resemblance." Jia Heng looked at Song Yan and took stock of her facial features. On her palm-sized face, she had delicate facial features, picturesque eyebrows and slightly pink lips.
Song Yan: "???"
Jia Heng gently released the girl's chin and did not go any further.
Song Yan's cheeks were blushing, extending to her earlobes, and she whispered: "Brother Heng, are you looking down on me?"
Jia Heng looked at Song Yan, took her hand, and said softly: "So what?"
Song Yan broke away slightly and felt the gentle palm holding her slender catkin. Her cheeks turned red with shame, her voice trembled slightly, and she whispered: "Brother Heng... is not afraid that I will tell my cousin."
Jia Heng thought to himself, your cousin is eager to send you over to warm your bed.
Jia Heng held the little hand, his skin was so delicate that he even felt that his palm was sweating. He put it close to the girl's ear and whispered, "Will sister Yan'er tell your cousin?"
It seems that Song Yan is not as obedient as she appears, or in other words, the more she is like this, the more...
Song Yanqi lowered her head, hummed softly, her cheeks were red with embarrassment, but she seemed to be angry and said: "I will tell my cousin later, you are frivolous with me."
Jia Heng suddenly took the girl's slender hand and hugged her in his arms, clearly feeling that her delicate body was slightly stiff.
Well, after all, she is Yunying's unmarried girl, and she was just being funny, but when things came to a head, she still showed her timidity.
"Since you said that...do I really have to be frivolous?" Jia Heng whispered into the girl's ear.
"You, you..." Song Yanfang's heart was pounding, and she was so confused that she was speechless. After a while, she suddenly felt warmth on her cheeks, and then her lips softened.
The young man had already come over.
Then, the dragonfly took a peck at the water in my spring.
The young girl, who has just passed the age of 1 year and is close to hairpins, feels like she has been struck by lightning, her cheeks are red, and she is obviously extremely embarrassed.
"This is considered frivolous." Jia Heng let go of Song Yan and looked at the girl who was stunned and at a loss.
In fact, it was more of a cat-and-mouse mentality. After all, he also wanted to see if Song Yan would tell Xian Ning.
Since Empress Song agreed to give Song Yan to him, he still didn't want to reveal it all at once.
Song Yan was stunned at the moment, clearly on the verge of crying but without tears.
How will she get married in the future?
How could Brother Heng kiss her? Her innocence was tarnished?
Looking up at the young man who was sitting on a chair and drinking tea, he felt even more miserable.
Song Yan's eyes were filled with light and she pursed her pink lips. She felt a little aggrieved for some reason and her nose was slightly sour.
"Don't feel aggrieved. Come and sit here quickly. It's time to eat in a moment." Jia Heng picked up the tea cup in his hand and said softly.
Song Yan heard this, and for some reason, the young man's words made her mood brighter. She sat down beside her, her pink cheeks flushed as red as clouds, and she stared at the young man with her bright eyes from time to time, but her expression was cute and soft, and there was really not much threat.
Strength.
Jia Heng looked at Song Yan, feeling a little funny, and said, "You can still glare at people."
She really looks like Tian Niuer in appearance and charm...
Song Yan's cheeks were as red as drunkenness, and she said angrily: "You, you know how to bully others..."
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said, "You haven't seen real bullying yet."
When Song Yan heard this, her heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help but think of the peeking scene before. What if she was bullied like she bullied cousin Xianning?
