Li Wan didn't know what Jia Heng was thinking, so he saw that she had her own opinions, so she didn't say anything more. She had a foolish and clumsy temperament, and it was difficult for her to ask a few words about other people's affairs.
After a few more casual greetings, he was about to say goodbye and leave.
Jia Heng walked to the eaves of the corridor and watched Li Wan leave. He shook his head. He was a little undecided about how to treat the Jia family's broken ship.
"The only thing I worry about is that if I become an official in the imperial examination, I may be regarded as a member of the Jia family."
This may be the sad part. Political struggles have always been extremely cruel. Unless he is like Jia Yun, the second master on the corridor, he can settle down and be a humble citizen. After the Jia family falls, he may be able to survive alone.
Otherwise, once one takes the imperial examination and becomes an official, no matter how unwilling he is, he will inevitably be regarded as the flagship figure of the Jia family.
Of course, there are also examples of multi-line betting in history.
"Fortunately...there is still time to arrange things slowly."
Jia Heng thought for a moment and had some plans in mind.
But it was said that Li Wan took the book and left the house where Jia Heng lived, got on the carriage, and returned to Rongguo Mansion all the way. He was about to go to his house. Not far away, he saw two people standing under the hanging flower door. He couldn't help but
Just stop.
I saw that the leader was a woman wearing an apricot-yellow coat. Under her curved willow-leaf eyebrows, she had a pair of pink and phoenix eyes, which revealed a shrewd and sharp look. Next to her stood a woman in a double-breasted aqua coat and skirt. Under her curved eyebrows,
, beautiful nose and mouth, white and greasy skin.
"Sister-in-law, where did you come back from?" Wang Xifeng asked, her voice as clear and sweet as the sound of broken jade. As she spoke, her eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling fell on the book in Li Wan's hand.
Well, she didn't know a few words, and she couldn't read any books.
"Girl Feng, why don't you wait in front of the old lady?" Li Wan smiled and stepped forward to meet Wang Xifeng. Seeing Wang Xifeng's confused eyes, he explained: "This is from Jia Si'er, Liutiao Alley, Qianmen Street."
Jia Heng's father was the fourth eldest in the family, so he said this.
A flash of thought flashed in Wang Xifeng's pretty Danfeng eyes, and she suddenly said: "It turns out that it was his family. Jia Si'er left early, leaving an orphan and a widowed mother. I heard that Dong was also a high-spirited person. Seeing Tian'er chased her child away
Reading, but Jia Heng is fond of wielding swords and guns, but he is very angry."
As the housekeeper's daughter-in-law of the Rongguo Mansion, she handles the affairs of the palace on behalf of the king's wife. Even though Jia Heng's late father, Jia Si'er, has long been a relative of the Jia Mansion's fifth service, they are not completely ignorant of the interesting things about this race.
In this era when entertainment is scarce, household gossip among the neighbors is just interesting things to talk about.
Li Wan paused and said, "Oh, I don't know about that. I didn't see Mr. Dong when I came out of his house."
Upon hearing Wang Xifeng's words, Li Wan couldn't help but feel a little empathetic.
After leaving Jia Zhu, she was dragging a child with her at home. Isn't this scene similar to Jia Si'er?
When I think about that young man, who is no longer a child, and behaves like a little adult, I can't help but think of Lan'er, and I wonder if he will be able to support her when she grows up.
Wang Xifeng said: "I lost my mother just a few years ago, and my life is very tight. Her mother wanted to go to school, but Jia Heng liked to wield swords and guns the most. Now He Rong is always at his side, messing around."
Let’s eat.”
Because Uncle Rong often hung out with Jia Lian, and often visited Wang Xifeng's house, Wang Xifeng was somewhat familiar with the people around Jia Rong.
A doubt arose in Li Wan's heart. He didn't like reading, but he was so good at calligraphy, which was amazing.
However, the young woman did not have the temperament to worry about others and climb vines around the curtains. She smiled and said: "If there is nothing else, I will go back first. It's time for Lan'er to get off school."
Wang Xifeng smiled and watched Li Wan leave.
…
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"Is Uncle Heng at home?"
Jia Heng was about to go back to the house when he suddenly heard a call from outside. He raised his eyes and saw that the person who came was wearing a short silk shirt. He was not tall and looked at the person sideways with a low eyebrow.
"Uncle Rong heard that you are well. Today I'm going to the theater to have wine and listen to music. I need someone to wait on you, so I asked you to come by your name," the boy said.
Jia Heng frowned and recalled the intersection with Jia Rong in his previous life.
Jia Rong was sixteen years old. In the past, he liked flying eagles and lackeys the most, looking for flowers and willows. Sometimes he had verbal conflicts with the powerful children of Kyoto, and fights often occurred.
And because he hung out with his cousin when he was young, he learned some boxing and kicking skills, so he often looked after Jia Rong.
In addition, the predecessor's family had been short of money and food since his mother passed away, and wanted to find a job in the Ningguo Mansion, so he showed great courtesy to Jia Rong.
To put it bluntly, the reason why his predecessor's soul returned to the underworld and was taken away by him was also because of this feeling.
If we follow the historical context of the original work of "A Dream of Red Mansions", he eventually found a second-class job in the Jia family and showed his face when Jia Rong's wife Qin died.
However, Jia Rong is not married yet, and her marriage to Qin Ye's family, the chef of the Yingshan Division, has not yet been decided.
"Qin Keqing... all the talk of unfilial piety comes from glory. The quarrel started in Ning. Once a peerless beauty like Qin Keqing enters the Jia Mansion, the countdown to the future Jia Mansion's defeat will begin."
The original book of "A Dream of Red Mansions" records that Jia Rong was twenty years old when Qin Keqing died, and Jia Rong was only sixteen years old when Leng Zixing, the uncle of Zhou Rui's family, gave a speech on Rongguo Mansion.
"Uncle Heng..." the young man called out when he saw Jia Heng was lost in thought.
Jia Heng didn't want to go. He was injured and lay in bed for more than ten days. Jia Rong didn't even visit him. However, he saw that he had recovered well the day before and was walking around Ningrong Street before he remembered to call someone.
Thinking of this, he said: "I'm still feeling a little unwell the next day. The doctor said I can't drink alcohol. I'll wait a few days before leaving."
The boy said: "That's the case, I'll reply first."
Jia Heng nodded and watched the boy go away.
Hing Fong Yuen
Jia Rong and Jia Lian were sitting around a round table in the side room. It was already autumn, and there was an autumn rain and a cold. They were both wearing cotton shirts, looking suave and elegant.
Jia Lian was dressed in a blue and white silk shirt, with a face as pink as powder. Under his thick eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes were full of emotion. He took a wine cup in his hand, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Brother Rong, how did the marriage go?"
Jia Rong picked up a fruit and stuffed it into her mouth, and said absently: "Now we have finalized a few, and we are still talking about them."
"Why are you so unhappy? Why are you afraid that after you get married, you will be controlled and not allowed to go out to play?" Jia Lian guessed Jia Rong's thoughts and said with a smile: "Look at your second uncle and me, what if we get married?"
?You can go wherever you want?"
Jia Rong didn't want to reveal Jia Lian's background, so she suppressed a smile and said, "What the second uncle said is true."
"Why don't you believe it? I always say it at home." Jia Lian saw Jia Rong's strange expression and her face was a little uneasy. She put on a straight face and taught him a lesson in the tone of an elder: "It is also a good thing to get married early. You are not young anymore. You are here every day."
It's not like hanging around in the capital. What happened the day before yesterday? Why did I hear that the only child in the family of Jia Laosi, the fourth member of your clan, was shot."
"Hey, I was competing with Mr. Liang from the family of the Minister of Rites for an oiran. Those bitches attacked me from behind. Jia Heng pulled me aside and got a slap on my face." Jia Rong mentioned this,
Still a little aggrieved.
"Isn't the oiran handsome?" Jia Lian asked with a faint smile. He obviously didn't pay much attention to either Jia Rong or Jia Heng.
"Second uncle, how can I see you? Isn't it because Liang Yuan, the minister of etiquette, recruited him as a guest?" Jia Rong's face suddenly fell.
"Brother Zhen won't break your legs if you offend the son of the Minister of Rites." Jia Lian joked.
Jia Rong's face suddenly turned bitter.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. When Brother Zhen beats you, just come and look for me." Seeing Jia Rong's bitter look, Jia Lian felt a little more comfortable, and then he said gentle words of relief.
Jia Rongfang turned her worries into joy and said with a smile: "Second uncle, Feng Ziying has made an appointment with us for autumn hunting tomorrow. Will uncle go?"
Jia Lian waved his hand and said with a smile: "I don't play with these things. I think you are deliberately making fun of me, my second uncle."
The founder of the country had a generation of relatives, including four kings and eight princes. After nearly a hundred years, most of his descendants were not skilled in weapons, neglected to fight, and were mostly playboys.
"However, I heard from the previous elder that my uncle is going to be used in a big way." Jia Lian smiled and said.
Wang Ziteng is the natal family of his wife Wang Xifeng, and the four families of King Jia Shi and Xue are closely connected. As his uncle is very useful, he can rely on many people in Kyoto.
At this time, Jia Lian and Sister Feng had not long been married, and they were in their honeymoon period when they were inseparable and in love.
The uncle and nephew were chatting and laughing. After a while, a servant took the time to interrupt and said: "Uncle Rong, the Feng family's uncle is here."
"Second uncle, Feng Ziying is here, I'll go and greet her." With that said, Jia Rong stood up and headed outside.