Chapter 1461 Jia Heng: Are you ready to answer questions?
Chapter 1460 Jia Heng: Are you ready to answer questions?
Ningguo Mansion
Jia Heng left the wing of the back house, thought for a while, and planned to go to Qiu Shuangzhai in Daguanyuan to see Tanchun.
Walking along the long corridor, not long after walking, I saw a young and beautiful figure at the moon door at the corner of the corridor, which attracted my attention.
Immediately, Jia Heng couldn't help but paused and stopped.
After calming down and gazing, I could see a girl with a cinnabar mark on her eyebrows, but her face and facial features were somewhat similar to Keqing's.
"Brother Heng, brother-in-law." Xiangling herself saw a hint of coldness on her face, with two blushes on her face, and lowered her eyes, her bright eyes filled with soft waves.
But when he called Brother Heng, he changed his tune in a hurry.
Jia Heng nodded and called: "Xiang Ling."
Xiang Ling looked quite tall, with a tall and slender figure, and a natural aura surrounding her beautiful eyebrows.
When the girl heard Jia Heng's name, she bit her pink lips and said softly: "Brother Heng, I now call you Yinglian."
Jia Heng looked at the serious-looking girl and smiled. At this moment, with a hint of teasing, he said softly: "I know your name is Yinglian, Xiangling."
Under the slender eyebrows of Xiangling Liuye, her eyes were as bright as water. She stared at the young man in the python suit and said, "Brother Heng, I call you Yinglian."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Okay, Xiang Ling."
Hearing this, Xiangling's jade face turned as red as a blush, her pink lips twitched as if she was about to say something, and under her two eyebrows, her eyes, which looked like Qin Keqing's, were filled with ripples of light.
The girl was originally a shrewd person, and she knew that the master of Ningguo Mansion in front of her was playing tricks on her.
Jia Heng looked at Xiang Ling with warm eyes and said: "Your sister talked to me about your marriage before. You are not young anymore. Just wait for a while and marry me together."
Hearing this, Xiangling's pretty and bright face turned as red as a blush, her head was hanging down as gracefully as a waterfall, she was stirring a piece of Luopa in her hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng smiled and said warmly: "Why, sister Xiangling doesn't want to?"
As he said that, he came closer and took Xiang Ling's delicate hand.
At this moment, Xiangling's delicate body trembled violently, her pink face was red and hot as fire, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, I don't..."
"Then I'm willing." As he spoke, Jia Heng came forward and took Xiang Ling's slender hand. As he spoke, he caressed the beauty's shoulder and came close to the pink and slightly moist lips. Immediately, he imprinted on her
On the bed, warm breath hit the girl's rosy face.
At this moment, Xiangling felt the sweetness of the young man's grasp, her eyelashes trembled, and she closed her eyes.
Immediately, her body suddenly collapsed into mud, and the sides of the beautiful face that resembled Qin Keqing were covered with a pink aura, which made the girl lose some of her youthfulness and become more gorgeous, and the girl's delicate body gradually became as hot as
fire.
After a while, Jia Heng lowered his eyes and looked at Xiang Ling, whose face had already shown a bit of beauty, with a bit of pity in his eyes.
Xiangling was abducted and trafficked by Xue Pan in the Jinling case, and it was only when she arrived at Ningguo Mansion that she was finally freed from her lonely fate.
The originally plain features have undoubtedly become more graceful and charming.
At this moment, Xiangling felt the affection of the boy in the python suit, and almost completely collapsed in Jia Heng's arms. Her pink and plump face was as bright as the clouds, and her beautiful eyes were filled with glistening microwaves.
At this moment, Jia Heng reached out and gently held Xiang Ling's shoulders, and said softly: "When the Zongren Mansion compiles the roster in the next few days, your name will be included."
Hearing this, Xiangling felt a mixture of shame and joy in her crystal clear heart, and said: "Brother Heng, I...I."
At this time, the girl still felt that she was not worthy of such treatment.
Jia Heng smiled and said, "It's okay."
Jia Heng stretched out his hand to touch Xiang Ling's shoulder and whispered: "Brother Heng has other things to do, so I won't be here to accompany you."
Xiangling said softly, "Hmm", raised her head, her eyes were as bright as water, and she was reluctant to leave.
Immediately, watching the boy in the python suit go away, he gently grasped the handkerchief, feeling a surge of joy in his heart.
The girl at this moment is still a little girl, at an age where she fantasizes about love.
After Jia Heng finished talking to Xiang Ling, he left the side room without saying much and headed towards Qiu Shuangzhai in the Grand View Garden.
Grand View Garden, Qiu Shuang Zhai——
In the side room, a blazing fire can be seen in the square copper basin, and the warmth is rising. A layer of white frost is condensed on the glass window, and if you touch it lightly, it seems to drip water.
Behind the two hanging curtains, Tanchun wore a pink-orange double-breasted vest with multi-colored chrysanthemums and insects embroidered on it, a white round-neck gauze jacket underneath, and a pink-orange horse-faced skirt with multi-colored chrysanthemums, grass and insects embroidered on it.
The girl with cute and innocent eyebrows, with a beautiful bun and airy bangs covering her forehead, is holding a hair brush and tracing on the copybook.
Entering the 19th year of Chongping, Tanchun is close to the age of a girl in the rainy season. The beauty and brightness between her eyebrows also have the charm of the original work, which is "the essence of literary talent, forgetting the vulgarity after seeing it".
At this moment, the waiter picked up a tea cup and said softly: "Girl, drink tea."
Tan Chun's originally condensed breath dissipated, so he placed the brush in his hand on the pen holder beside him, took the blue and white porcelain teacup, and took a sip.
"How come the girl hasn't gone to Qichi Courtyard to see Miss Lan in the past two days?" Shi Shuxiu asked curiously, her eyes sparkling under her eyebrows.
Tanchun was a little annoyed and said, "I don't want to see her these days."
Her sister-in-law, who dreamed of being a princess all day long, ridiculed her for not being able to get married, which really pissed her off.
At this moment, Shi Shu guessed something and said softly: "Miss Third, Miss Lan must also have good intentions."
"What kind of kindness can it be? It's just to ridicule me for not being able to get married." Tan Chunying's beautiful face seemed to show shame and annoyance, she snorted and said.
At this moment, the maid Cuimo said: "Girl, Uncle Heng is here."
When Tan Chun heard this, his heart was overjoyed. He followed the sound and saw the young man in a python suit walking around a bamboo and glass screen, walking closer and saying softly: "Brother Heng, come here.
Already."
Jia Heng looked at Tanchun and said, "There's nothing else, I just came to see my third sister."
While talking, he came close enough to hold Tanchun's slender hand.
At this moment, the waiter's face turned red and he hurriedly left the hall and headed towards the eaves of the corridor to watch the wind for the two of them.
Tan Chun's handsome and bright face was already glowing with embarrassment, and he whispered: "Brother Heng."
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, his eyes were as warm as the rising sun, and he said softly: "I haven't seen my third sister in the past two days. What is my third sister doing in the house?"
There was a hint of shyness between Tan Chun's eyebrows, and he said softly: "I haven't done anything. I usually just practice calligraphy, read books and so on."
Jia Heng nodded, gently put his arm around Tan Chun's shoulders, and said, "Third sister?"
Under Tan Chun's beautiful eyebrows, there was a hint of shyness in her eyes. She quickly dodged and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, uh~"
Before she finished speaking, she saw the young man approaching suddenly, and then, a warm, moist and gentle breath hit her face, making the girl's heart palpitate and unable to control herself.
At this moment, the girl closed her eyelashes slightly and was immersed in it. As she spoke, she couldn't help but stand on her tiptoes, reaching out and gently hugging the waist of the boy in the python suit.
Jia Heng plucked out the sweet and unbridled breath, then gently put his arms around Tan Chun's shoulders and said softly: "Third sister."
Under Tan Chun's slender eyebrows, the jade face lingering with heroic aura seemed to be covered with a layer of rose-red aura, and he said softly: "Brother Heng, recently it was said in the house that the Jade Spy was canonizing Madam Gaoming.
.”
Jia Heng smiled and asked, "Third sister also wants to be canonized as Mrs. Gaoming?"
This is probably not feasible. The widow is quite self-defiled, but the brothers and sisters of the same clan are a bit brazen.
Tan Chun's peach-like jade face blushed slightly, and her charming and bright voice trembled slightly, and she said softly: "What did Brother Heng say? How can I be granted a royal title?"
If she, a girl from the same clan, had an affair with Brother Heng, she would be blamed by thousands of people in the world. If she did, she would be harming him.
Jia Heng stretched out his hand and gently hugged the girl's delicate body that was gradually developing. Feeling the girl's youthful beauty, he said softly: "I can only wrong my third sister in this life."
Tanchun's delicate body trembled slightly, as if she was electrocuted. She felt the changes in her clothes and the fiddling with disputes. The girl's innocent and bright face turned as red as the clouds, and she said with a trembling voice: "Heng."
Brother, I...I will not be wronged."
Why is Brother Heng like this...
What should she do if he is so frivolous towards her?
Jia Heng stretched out his hand and gently hugged the girl's slender shoulders, brought it close to her ear, and gently bit the girl's ear. A scent of gardenia floated between his nose.
Tan Chun's charming face was as red as drunkenness, she closed her eyes slightly, stretched out her hand and tried to gently push away the young man's busy hand in front of her.
"It's already noon, let's eat." Jia Heng raised his eyes and glanced at the vast sky outside. As he spoke, he paused slightly and looked at the girl whose face was as red as a blush.
On the sides of Tanchun's charming face, a deep red blush could be seen. He responded softly and said softly: "Brother Heng, please go first. I'll be there later."
Then, without saying much else, Tanchun followed Jia Heng out of the wing and came to the hall.
At this moment, Shu Shu and Cui Mo, as well as the nuns outside, brought plates of delicious, delicious dishes and placed them on a lacquered wood table.
Jia Heng and Tan Chun sat together. Jia Heng picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, put it on the jade bowl, and whispered: "Third sister, eat the fish."
High-protein foods clearly promote development and growth.
Tanchun responded softly, picked up a piece of food, put it in Jia Heng's bowl, and said, "Brother Heng will eat it too."
Tanchun said: "Brother Heng, during this period, is the East Palace going to be established in the court?"
Jia Heng said: "Third sister has also heard about it."
Tanchun said: "I saw the memorial from a while ago in the Di newspaper."
Jia Heng put down his chopsticks and said warmly: "The Holy Master in the palace is getting old, and it's time to establish the foundation of the country and stabilize the country."
There seemed to be a layer of concern on Tan Chun's handsome white face, with his eyebrows plucked, and he said, "What are your plans, Brother Heng?"
"No Shenhe." Jia Heng picked up the blue and white porcelain tea cup, took a sip, and suppressed the turbid air in his mouth.
Tanchun said: "Brother Heng has a transcendent status now, so it is really not suitable for him to get involved in these things."
Jia Heng sighed, looked deeply, and said, "I'm just afraid that the tree will be quiet but the wind won't stop."
When Tanchun heard the words, he was silent for a moment.
Now brother Heng is indeed a big tree attracting the wind.
…
…
Jia Heng and Tan Chun chatted for a while, but didn't say much else, and just walked out of Qiu Shuangzhai quickly.
It was already afternoon, in the dead of winter, and the lazy sunlight shone on the octagonal attic with black tiles and pink walls in the distance. Melted snow flowed along the tiles, "tick, tick," hitting the blue bricks.
Jia Heng walked slowly across a covered bridge across the Qinfang River. In winter, it can be seen that the water flow has dried up, and the stream water is constantly splashing on the stones, without causing much waves.
Jia Heng walked across the covered bridge, looked at the shining river, thought for a moment, and decided to go see Xichun.
Among the many golden hairpins in the backyard, Yingchun is said to be of marriageable age. However, Mrs.
Well, Yingchun just has no sense of existence.
Grand View Garden, Lotus Pavilion, Nuanxiangwu
Walking around a pond, the delicate lotus flowers that bloom in summer have withered to the extreme at this moment.
As the original book says, it is covered in a pool, surrounded by windows, and connected by winding corridors on the left and right. Two osmanthus trees can be seen near the corridor.
Now, it is shrouded in a chilling atmosphere of winter, and there are no leaves on the bare branches.
In Nuanxiangwu, in a house with overhanging eaves and hooked corners, and a dragon-like spine, Xichun was painting with a brush. On a piece of rice paper spread out, the outline of the Grand View Garden could be seen between three or two strokes.
Xichun stared at it for a while, put the hair brush on a triangular pen holder, and walked to the coffee table nearby.
While the girl was talking, she picked up the teapot on the side and poured herself a cup of tea. Then she held her jade-skinned cheek across the steaming tea cup and was in a daze.
The girl's quiet face seemed to be covered with a light blush. She stared at the snowy scene, and it could be seen that there seemed to be a thin layer of snowflakes on the lush forest.
Brother Heng has not come to talk to her for a year or two.
At this moment, a maid entered the side room. She was overjoyed and said, "Girl, the uncle is here."
Xichun, who was lost in thought, faintly turned around and stared at the young man in python suit who came from outside. The girl's charming voice could not hide the surprise as she said: "Brother Heng, you are here."
The girl was in a daze for a moment. Could it be that God heard what she was thinking.
In fact, these days, the girl often talks about Jia Heng, so Jia Heng came here this time to respond.
Jia Heng looked at Xichun with a warm smile and said, "Fourth sister, what are you doing at home these days?"
As he said that, he came to the bookcase and looked at a painting placed on it. It was the architectural scene of the Grand View Garden, with pavilions and pavilions, each step of the way, lifelike.
Jia Heng praised: "My sister's painting skills are getting more and more amazing."
A trace of shame appeared on Xichun's face, and she said: "It's a graffiti that really doesn't mean anything."
While talking, he asked: "Brother Heng, aren't you busy with outside affairs these days?"
Jia Heng said: "I'm not too busy now, so I'll just spend some time with you in the backyard."
Xichun pursed her pink lips and said, "Brother Heng, isn't he accompanying some of his sisters-in-law?"
Jia Heng smiled and said, "I've been with you all, so I came over to see my fourth sister. How is my fourth sister doing lately?"
Xichun's face softened slightly, and under her curved willow-leaf eyebrows, her bright eyes were filled with shyness and joy, and she said, "I just paint at home and read books, and there's nothing else."
Jia Heng looked at Xichun with warm eyes under his sharp eyebrows and asked: "Fourth sister, when will you paint another figure painting for me?"
Xichun said: "Brother Heng, do you want me to draw one?"
Jia Heng said softly "Hmm".
The girl Yingying turned around and walked lightly to the standing cabinet on the side. With an inexplicable color in her eyes, she said: "In the past, I have always painted for Brother Heng."
As she spoke, the girl took out a scroll with a jade scroll, then turned around, handed the scroll over, and whispered: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng reached for the scroll and stared at it, feeling slightly surprised.
It can be seen that on the scroll, a young man in python suit stands with his sword in hand. His figure is as tall and straight as a pine tree, flying diagonally under the sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, his eyes sharp.
Jia Heng turned to pick up another painting scroll. It can be seen that the seven-foot-tall young man in a python robe is also tall and tall, but this time he is wearing a blue shirt with a loose pattern.
There are pictures of different scenes, and his different expressions can be seen in each picture. It is obvious that these paintings spanned the past five years.
Well, I have been really liked by Xichun since childhood.
Jia Heng calmed down, gently rolled up the scroll in his hand, looked at the shy and lowered eyebrows, and said softly: "It's quite a lot."
I sighed softly in my heart.
Girls' feelings are always poetry.
Under Xichun's curved willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her sparkling bright eyes held a hint of joy and inexplicable joy as she said, "Brother Heng, do you still want me to paint?"
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Let's draw a picture. This time it's a picture of you and me together."
Hearing this, Xichun's delicate body trembled slightly, and when she raised her eyes, her bright eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
Apparently he was seduced by the young man.
Jia Heng put down the picture album in his hand, gently took Xichun's slender hand and said, "Fourth sister."
At this moment, Xichun's heart trembled when her slender hand was touched, and her flawless face turned red, as bright as the clouds for a moment.
Jia Heng's eyes were as bright as water, and he stared at the girl with a blushing face, and said: "It's very cold today. Fourth sister, please wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold."
After saying that, he gently left the girl's delicate hand.
Xichun lowered her head and felt the hand leaving her palm, feeling a sense of loss for no reason in her heart.
Jia Heng didn't say much as he spoke. He came to a lacquered wood table, gently picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the tea soup.
After a while, Xichun's beautiful and bright face turned red with shame. She came to the side and sat down, and whispered: "Brother Heng."
Under Jia Heng's eyebrows, he turned to look at the girl and asked: "My sister often paints alone in the house, why don't you go and play with your sister Bao and sister Lin?"
Xichun's face paused slightly, and she said softly: "I'm looking for him. Not long ago, we were making poems together."
Jia Heng smiled and asked with great interest: "What poems did the fourth sister write?"
Xichun stood up, looked at the painting, and said, "Go and get that poetry album."
At this moment, Ru Hua responded, then brought a book and handed it over.
Jia Heng looked at Xichun and said, "Fourth sister is quite old this year."
Xichun's jade cheeks, as white as snow, blushed slightly at this moment, and said in a trembling voice: "I won't marry."
Jia Heng: "..."
I didn’t even say the following, but you already answered it?
Jia Heng suppressed the disturbing thoughts in his heart, stared at the beautiful girl, and said: "If you don't get married, will your family support you for the rest of your life?"
Xichun snorted softly, turned her pretty face away, and said, "If the family doesn't want to raise her, I'll find a nunnery, have her hair cut, and become a sister-in-law."
Jia Heng gently took the girl's hand and said, "I can still support an old girl in my house."
"Who is old?"
She is only fifteen or sixteen, how old is she?
Jia Heng smiled and asked, "Then you have a younger sister in your house?"
Xichun's pretty face seemed to have a look of curiosity as she said, "Brother Heng, are you going to invite the imperial concubine and the concubine to your house recently?"
Jia Heng nodded and said, "That's what happened."
Xichun asked out of curiosity: "Which sisters are Brother Heng planning to invite as royal decrees?"
Jia Heng's face paused slightly and he whispered: "There are only a few, Second Sister You and Third Sister You, your cousin Xiuyan, the two younger sisters from the Zhen family, your wan sister-in-law's two cousins, and so on.
It’s Qingwen and the others.”
Calculating it this way, it’s really not much.
Under Xichun's beautiful eyebrows, her dazzling eyes blinked, and suddenly she sighed and said, "There are quite a lot of people."
Jia Heng: "..."
Is there any doubt about this?
"Not much, right?" Jia Heng picked up the tea cup in his hand, took a sip of the tea soup in the jade bowl, and asked.
Jia Heng smiled, joked, and asked, "Does the fourth sister also want to be granted a royal title?"
Hearing this, Xichun's heart trembled. Her pretty and petite face turned red with embarrassment, and she said, "Who... who wants to be granted a royal decree?"
What is Brother Heng talking about? Can she still marry you in this life?