Chapter 1204 Queen Song: Humph, she even feels so beautiful
Jinling, Ningguofu
Princess Xianning frowned slightly, looked at the young man with watery eyes, and whispered: "Sir, do you want to write a memorial to your father before returning to report the return?"
Jia Heng's trip to regain Taiwan and repel the Jurchen Hauge invasion was a great achievement. Although he was "confused" by allowing Emperor Chongping to marry him, Emperor Chongping would not fail to welcome the triumphant master as he should.
Give.
Jia Heng came closer and took Xianning's hand and said: "I mentioned it before when I wrote a brief statement about the long-term disadvantages of the military garrison. I will write another memorandum later and have someone rush it six hundred miles to deliver it to the capital, saying that I will escort the queen.
The empress and the eldest princess return to the capital."
As for the teacher's theory, there is no need to mention it.
Princess Xianning said softly "Yes" and whispered: "Then I will also send someone to the palace to inform the Queen Mother."
While the two were talking, the girl walked a few steps quickly, holding Jia Heng's hand, and came to the study.
At this moment, Zhen Lan had simply packed up. Except for her flushed face and her charming eyes, there was no clue at all, while Qingwen was serving fragrant tea to several noble ladies.
Princess Xianning said in a clear voice: "Sir, since my father the emperor issued an edict to all provinces, the New Deal is in full swing in the northern provinces. As the person in charge, Sir, he will also vigorously promote the New Deal next year."
Jia Heng nodded, pondered for a moment, and said: "As the provinces implement new policies, local officials will inevitably act impatiently, fearing that it will cause chaos."
Emperor Chongping summoned Gao Zhongping to the cabinet with a special purpose. Now it seems that this is a carrot for the governor of the country, which will inevitably cause local officials to pursue and speculate on the New Deal.
Princess Xianning's eyes flickered and she said: "If there is really trouble, sir, you can go and suppress it."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Yes."
That's when the value of his existence is. If everything goes smoothly, his role will be reduced, and the emperor's suspicion will follow.
Xiaoxiao knew about the incident in Shandong before and condoned it, which was also the reason for this.
Li Chanyue Zangxing Yunyue's eyes were bright and clear, and she said softly: "Mr. Xiao Jia, when we return to Beijing, it will be March in Yangchun. At that time, Mr. Jia can rest more. He has been busy fighting the war last year."
Jia Heng nodded and said with a smile: "When we get to Beijing, we can go for an outing."
During the entire sixteen years of Chongping, we were at war, so we really didn’t have much time to visit Chunjing.
After talking to Princess Xianning for a while, Zhen Lan said softly: "Brother Heng, it's already noon, why don't we have something to eat together."
Jia Heng whispered: "Let the kitchen prepare some."
After having dinner with Princess Xianning and Li Chanyue, Zhen Lan had already found a reason to leave, obviously not wanting to be careful in front of the palace master and princess.
Princess Xianning said: "Sir, Yan'er is here, Chanyue and I will go back first."
In fact, during this period of time, Song Yan was also in Ningguo Mansion in Jinling, talking and laughing with a group of golden hairpins.
Jia Heng said warmly: "It's okay if Yan'er is here."
Well, after returning to Beijing this time, he felt that he had to find a sweet girl who could soothe his lovesickness, and Yan'er was very good.
However, it seemed not very good to treat a girl who had just developed a crush on him like this, so he still tried to discover as much of Song Yan's beauty as possible.
At this moment, Song Yan felt somewhat uncomfortable being looked at by the young man's eyes, and said softly: "Brother Heng, I'm going to go and play with Sister Xi'er."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and whispered: "Sister Yan'er, I have something to say to you alone later."
When Song Yan heard this, her delicate body that originally turned to leave seemed to freeze in place, and turned her face, her bright eyes full of shame and joy.
Jia Heng took Song Yan's slender hand and whispered: "Sister Yan'er, I will be back in Beijing in a few days."
Song Yan was a little shy and lowered her head, and said in a low voice: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng said: "In the future, how about sister Yan'er also living in Grand View Garden?"
"Ah?" When Song Yan heard this, her heart trembled, her eyes were as bright as water, and she whispered: "It's not suitable for me to live there, right?"
Jia Heng was surprised and said softly: "Didn't sister Yan'er live in the garden for a while before?"
As he spoke, he looked at the girl with a clear face and curved eyebrows, and then gently took the girl's bare hand, feeling that her skin was delicate and as white as jade.
He had stamped and filed all the documents before.
Song Yan's pale face couldn't help but blush slightly, and she whispered: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng stretched out his hand to caress the girl's head and said softly: "I haven't seen you during this time, and sister Yan'er has grown taller."
Song Yan: "..."
No, you think I am a child, right?
"Brother Heng, if you touch your head, you won't grow taller." Song Yan said in a low voice with shy eyebrows.
Jia Heng took Song Yan's bare hand, entered the side room, and asked softly: "Yan'er, what did you do during the Lantern Festival?"
Maybe I really have some love for the house and the bird, or maybe I have some other thoughts.
Song Yanfang was extremely shy and said softly: "It was just guessing word puzzles and putting out lanterns. Why did Brother Heng leave?"
Jia Heng said in a low voice: "Yes, there was something wrong at the beginning."
The youthful and beautiful aura of the girl, although not as mature as the sweet girl, still overflows in her arms, which is enough to make people feel uncontrollably happy.
How to put it, no woman will always be eighteen, but there will always be women who are eighteen. And compared to Tian Niuer, he never had her eighteen years old. Now Song Yan can be regarded as some kind of psychological compensation.
Song Yan was stared at by the hot gaze in the young man's eyes, her heart trembled slightly, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, eh~"
Before the girl finished speaking, she saw that the young man had slowly come closer and pressed his lips against hers.
Song Yan's curved and fine eyelashes trembled slightly, and she closed her bright eyes slightly, and she couldn't help but feel a little shyness on her pink and white face.
Suddenly, Jia Heng looked at the girl with a pink face as bright as an apple, and the outline of some beauty could be faintly seen on the facial features that resembled the Empress of Song Dynasty, and said softly: "Yan'er, I haven't seen you for a while, I really miss you.
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Under Song Yan's curved willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her bright eyes were as bright as water, and her jade face was as red as drunkenness. She gently touched Jia Heng's hand and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, please respect yourself."
Jia Heng: "..."
What did you say?
Jia Heng said, hugging Song Yan's young and delicate body, with a bit of joy on his face, and whispered: "Does Yan'er miss me?"
Song Yanyu's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, but she didn't respond. It wasn't until she felt a strange feeling in her clothes that her voice trembled a little, and she said in a trembling voice: "Think, think."
If she doesn't think about it anymore, she will be...rubbed to pieces.
I really can't marry anyone else from now on.
Jia Heng's eyes flashed with strange color, and he whispered: "Sister Yan'er might as well stay in the Grand View Garden for two more years and play with the sisters in the mansion for two more years."
Song Yan was petite, with a cute face as red as a blush, and sweet and soft eyebrows. She whispered: "Brother Heng, people will gossip."
Well, after all, she is a noble girl with a very strict upbringing. She is not comparable to a girl like Daiyu who lives in the house and is not familiar with the world.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, I will just find a way to ask for a marriage from the Queen."
When Song Yan heard this, her pink cheeks were almost as red as clouds, and her two glossy pink lips couldn't help but say "ah". In her heart, shyness and joy were intertwined, and there was a hint of sweetness in her heart. Her eyes flashed,
He said softly: "Brother Heng told my aunt so, I will go with my brother Heng to ask for help from my aunt."
Jia Heng: "..."
Are you worried about being fooled by him? It can only be said that she is indeed a lady from a famous family, and she is very vigilant.
Song Yan's gentle brows couldn't help but have a hint of shyness, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, but my grandfather is in mourning, so I can't get married. I have to wait three years."
If you really want to bully her, your aunt won't be willing to give her an explanation.
Jia Heng stretched out his slender hand, gently pinched the girl's pink face, and said softly: "It just so happens that Yan'er is staying in the Grand View Garden."
Song Yan said "Yeah" and said nothing else, letting the young man get intimate with her from time to time.
In other words, it was difficult to refuse the boy's intimacy in the first place.
After a while, Song Yan gently pressed the front of her skirt, and under her curved eyebrows, her bright eyes were as soft as water, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng."
If she continues to be treated lightly by Brother Heng like this, she will really have no face to see anyone in the future.
While talking, I still wanted to kiss her...
Jia Heng said in a low voice: "Okay, Yan'er, let's stop making trouble. I just like Yan'er. It's like giving up to snow."
Not only is she white, but her skin is as delicate as a delicate flower, a bit more delicate than Tian Niuer.
When Song Yan heard this, her heart was filled with embarrassment and joy, but her cheeks were already as red as clouds, white and rosy. She was filled with shame and annoyance in her bright and clear eyes, and whispered: "Brother Heng, please respect yourself."
Jia Heng said: "Okay, I respect myself, I respect myself."
As he spoke, he slowly let go of Song Yan's slender hand, then turned to the side.
Song Yan: "..."
I don't know why, but I feel a little disappointed in my heart.
This person…
The girl's bright and moist eyes flickered for a moment, and she looked quietly at the young man who turned around to pick up the teapot and pour tea into a teacup. She was stunned for a moment.
Song Yan's slender eyebrows are curved, and her bright eyes are filled with a hint of worry.
Jia Heng turned around and asked softly: "Yan'er, what do you usually do?"
It is also about cultivating and cultivating feelings together.
Song Yanyu's face was as red as the clouds, and she said softly: "I have been learning to dance with sister Xianning recently."
Jia Heng smiled and said: "Then you should study hard. After dancing, you will have a tall and bright temperament."
By the way, if you find a pair of fishnet socks from Xianning for a sweet girl to wear, well, he will definitely not be able to bear it.
No, it's really going to explode.
The young man picked up the tea cup on the coffee table and took a sip of tea before suppressing all the complicated thoughts in his heart.
Song Yan's face was as red as the clouds, her cherry teeth bit her lips, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, I am shorter."
Jia Heng took the girl's fair hand and said softly: "Yan'er will grow taller in the future."
Song Yan responded softly, her snowy cheeks were bright and moving, and she said in a warm voice: "Brother Heng, don't bully me. I'm worried that you will grow up too early..."
At the end of the sentence, the girl's voice trembled slightly, and her bright eyes were full of shyness.
Jia Heng hugged the girl's slim body again and said softly: "Who said that? How can it be possible that you can't grow taller?"
However, he really had no intention of harming Song Yan, and she was still a budding flower.
Song Yan had a beautiful face, her face was as pink as clouds, and her bright eyes were as moist as water. She said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, I read that this is what the medical book says."
Jia Heng looked at the girl intently and said silently: "Then I will never touch Yan'er's finger again."
Song Yan: "..."
Brother Heng, does this...do she mean this? Since when has he not been allowed to touch a finger? This person...
The girl's heart suddenly felt sour, her nose felt sour, and under her green feathery eyebrows, her clear eyes were about to cry.
In other words, girls of this age, when they are in love, are suddenly pulled, like a bucket of cold water poured on their pockets, and they inevitably worry about gains and losses.
Jia Heng reached out and caressed the girl's face, and said warmly: "Okay, I'm sensible, who do you think Brother Heng is."
Song Yan looked at the young man with a revealing look, but at this moment, the young man came closer again and kissed her on one cheek.
Jia Heng secretly thought, this skin is really smooth and tender, like a newborn baby, and said warmly: "Yan'er, I was teasing you just now."
Song Yanfang felt ashamed and happy. After hearing this, she lowered her head and said softly, "Hmm."
In other words, a good girl like the girl, except for Xiao Huangmao, originally enjoyed Jia Heng's doting fatherly training.
In other words, a boyish dad-boyfriend?
To put it bluntly, doesn’t it mean that a rich and handsome man plays the role of a domineering president falling in love with his young wife?
The two of them got tired of each other for a while, and Jia Heng did not bully Song Yan anymore, but let Song Yan go and have fun with Xiangyun.
Looking at the sky outside, it was already afternoon. After thinking about it, I decided to go see Baochai.
Ningguo Mansion, the back house, and the courtyard where Baochai is—
Baochai was wearing a pink dress, her lush hair was combed into an exquisite bun. The beauty was sewing a spring dress with needle and thread in her hand. Judging from the color, it was clearly made for Jia Heng.
Bao Qin tilted her head to the side, holding her cheek with one hand, and stared at Baochai.
Ying'er's face paused slightly, and she said softly: "Uncle, it seems that he has never found a girl since the Lantern Festival."
Baochai quickly bit off the thread in his hand, with a blush on his plump and white face, and said softly: "He didn't go to Anhui during this period, and he hasn't come back now, but it's still possible."
"It seems that the uncle is back." Ying'er whispered.
Baoqin's moist apricot eyes couldn't help but show surprise, and said: "Is Brother Heng back?"
Baochai put down the spring clothes he was sewing in his hands. There was a hint of annoyance between his beautiful eyebrows, which were dark green and green as green feathers. He said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll go and have a look."
Ying'er said: "Girl, it seems that the princess and the princess also went to the front yard."
Baochai's jade face paused for a moment, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, but she finally said softly: "You should go and have a look."
Bao Qin said softly: "Sister, please don't go. Why don't you wait until Brother Heng is done with his work and then come find your sister."
While the two were talking, they heard Jiao Xing's voice coming from outside, saying: "Uncle Heng, you are here."
Baochai and Baoqin both looked happy.
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Jinling Palace, Zhuixia Palace
It wasn't until half noon that the beauty, who was lying on the bed and sleeping sweetly, got up and raised one arm. Her body was as soft as a silkworm baby, like noodles. The brocade quilt with embroidered hibiscus flowers slipped off, leaving a large area of snow-white.
The softness appears, and the whiteness is eye-catching.
As soon as the beauty moved, she suddenly felt something strange in her mind. She frowned and couldn't help but secretly spat at someone in her heart.
"Nianyun."
The female official Nianyun came quickly, stood aside with her hands lowered, and called softly: "Your Majesty."
There was an astonishing smoothness in the beauty's voice as she said, "Nianyun, go and prepare some clean clothes."
The female officer responded softly, and then left the hall.
While the beauty was speaking, she began to put on her skirt rustlingly. When she looked back, she saw plump, plump curls with red marks, her eyebrows were raised, and her beautiful eyes were full of anger.
In front of my eyes, I can't help but recall the scenes of last night's entanglement, soul-crushing and bone-crushing scenes. The beauty's beautiful eyes were full of shame and anger, and she was secretly cursing in her heart.
That little bastard, if you come back to settle the accounts with him, it's really not a big deal.
After the female officer had prepared the corresponding dress, she got up to serve the beauty, came to the dressing table, put on the exquisite bun, and said: "Your Majesty's complexion is getting better and better recently."
It is clearly the charming charm flowing silently from the corners of the beauty's brows and eyes, as well as the face that is getting more and more gorgeous and unreasonable, and the almost natural beauty of the peony, which makes her graceful and beautiful even more.
At this moment, the beauty looked at the face in the rhombus bronze mirror, which was like a flower being watered. It had to be said that the snow-skinned jade face was as white as a milkshake, as delicate as a baby, and could be broken by a blow.
Especially after a night passed, the beauty's originally plump and graceful face turned white and rosy, charming and bright, almost beyond measure.
The beauty's heart was touched. No wonder that little fox was so obsessed with this body. She even felt so beautiful, hum.
In fact, it can be said that it is like a withering flower that is suddenly nourished by nectar and regains its vitality.
Empress Song's jade face was as red as the clouds. She said softly, "Hmm," and said softly: "Please help me dress up."
"Yes, empress." The female officer Nianyun said softly.
After the beauty finished washing and had lunch, Princess Xianning and Li Chanyue also sent someone to deliver the news of their upcoming departure.
When Queen Song heard this, she was stunned for a moment.
No wonder the little fox insisted on saying something for the last time. If I had known it was so hasty, I would have let him stay a little longer last night...
Well, no.
The beauty's heart is full of sadness, and there is a faint color on her hibiscus and jade face, which is more delicate than flowers.
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As time passed, Emperor Chongping, who was far away in Shenjing, also received a memorial written by Jia Heng in Anhui on the rectification of military affairs.
Daming Palace, Wuying Palace
The military ministers, department officials, and cabinet ministers served him with their hands lowered and their faces solemn, and they discussed military and political affairs together.
Emperor Chongping wore a bright yellow dragon robe and a Yishan crown on his head. In the middle of the crown was an emerald gem embedded in it. It was a clear blue wave and full of green.
The middle-aged emperor took a memorial written by Jia Heng, frowned, and said loudly: "The Duke of Wei has sent me a memorial, and the affairs of the military garrison in Anhui Province have been sorted out, and the military garrison has increased its grain and fodder by 1.6 million yuan every year.
Shi, if the military garrison in various provinces can be used, the imperial court will save five to six million taels of national money every year. The corruption in the grain fields of these military garrison should be investigated carefully."
The military minister below, such as Shi Jie, held an ivory and jade wat, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, I would like to take orders to investigate the malpractice of the local garrison."
Emperor Chongping put down the memorial and said calmly: "There are still many military positions in the capital that need to be managed by Shi Qing. I will look for other candidates."
At this time, the King of Wei volunteered and said: "Father, my son and I are willing to come out of the capital to strictly investigate the bad governance of the military camp."
Emperor Chongping glanced at King Wei, was silent for a moment, and said: "You have not taken up a post in the Ministry of War before, so you don't know the details of military affairs. If you go there rashly, you may make mistakes."
The King of Wei became anxious and defended himself: "Father, my son was previously supervising the army in the northwest. He also thought about the army and farmland affairs in the northwest, and he also had some experience in rectification."
"The transportation of grain and fodder is different from military affairs." Emperor Chongping said in a deep voice with an indifferent expression.
When Wei Wang Chen Ran heard this, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something else. However, seeing Emperor Chongping's majestic face, his heart skipped a beat and he did not dare to ask again.
Emperor Chongping looked indifferent and looked at the important ministers in the cabinet below. He said: "The Military Aircraft Department has drafted a decree. In order to praise the Duke of Wei, Chen Qinxiang, for his meritorious service in regaining Taiwan, he will be given the title of Minister of the Ministry of War. He will go to the Military Aircraft Department and inspect military field affairs next year.
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When Wei King Chen Ran heard this, he couldn't help being shocked. He felt his hands and feet were cold and his heart was inexplicably shocked.
What is the purpose of the father's move? Is it because he has been too close to some Qingliu of science and technology recently, so he is warning him? Or maybe the father is somewhat interested in the King of Chu?
