But it was said that Sister Feng sent Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang back to the courtyard where they lived, and took Zhou Rui's family, Ping'er and other maids, and the mother-in-law walked towards the courtyard where they lived.
Along the way, I was still thinking about the more than 10 million taels of silver that Dongcheng had inspected. I turned around and said with a smile: "Ping'er, you said more than 10 million taels of silver, how much must have fallen into his hands?"
Ping'er smiled and said: "My grandma, how many times have I seen this? Who knows? Besides, from what Uncle Heng said, it seems that it was copied for the palace, and it won't fall into his hands."
"That's what he said. Who knows if he keeps even a cent in his hand?" Sister Feng said softly with her beautiful eyes shining.
Aunt Zhao next to Zhou Rui's house smiled and said: "Second grandma, when Taizu was on tour to the south, I can only remember at that time. Our Jia family was supervising the construction of sea boats and repairing seawalls in Yangzhou, Suzhou. At that time, we took over the boat once and spent all the money on it.
The flowers are as bright as the sea water. I think I had a few million taels back then...I wonder if they can compare to the amount that Uncle Heng copied and inspected?"
Hearing this, Sister Feng smiled sweetly and said, "I don't know about this. If I had been born a few decades earlier, it would have been better and I could have seen the world."
Everyone was laughing softly and walking towards the courtyard. Suddenly, they saw the young man Long'er standing at the moon gate. When he saw Sister Feng's lantern, he turned around and ran away.
Sister Feng shouted, "Stop!"
Long'er had to turn around and said loudly on purpose: "Second Grandma, are you calling me?"
Sister Feng raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "Why did you run when you saw me?"
Long'er looked frightened, grimaced, and hesitated.
Sister Feng snorted coldly and said, "Don't seduce other people's bastard wives again!"
It turned out that Jia Lian had a womanly temperament, and after being confined in the house for two days, he became very uncomfortable, so he chose a handsome young man to make a fuss. However, he was worried about being seen by others, so he let Long'er go.
In future generations, there will still be people who are burned by desire, who see through the world of mortals, who are as lustful as demons, and who are as holy as the words of the Buddha. When the anger comes up, they don't care.
Jia Lian thought that Sister Feng wouldn't be back for a while, so...
Sister Feng said to the mother-in-law behind her: "Hold him down and I'll go in and take a look."
But she has a sharp mind. If something bad happens, she can still prevent it from being seen by the people around her.
However, because it was late at night, Long'er's words of "Second Grandma" finally reached the courtyard, jolting Jia Lian who was expelling his anger. He quickly adjusted his clothes and said in a hurry: "Quick, pick up your pants!"
The handsome young man who was crouching behind the desk quickly put on his clothes without caring about the mud behind him.
Jia Lian also quickly fastened his belt, pretended to be a book, took a book, came to the desk and sat down, reading by the light.
Just at this moment, Sister Feng quickly entered the study room. With a pair of cold eyes, she looked around and saw that there was no woman. The anger in her heart subsided a little. Then she looked at Jia Lian who was sitting behind the desk and shouted: "I'm up in the middle of the night."
,doing what?"
Jia Lian put down the book, picked up the tea cup, raised his handsome face, and said calmly: "I'm bored, just read for a while. Why, I'm back from Ning Mansion."
Sister Feng sneered: "Reading a book? I'm afraid you're hooking up with some bastard wife again. What... does this room smell like?"
But he smelled a strange smell, and when he realized what it was, he blushed and secretly sighed. He looked around again and saw that there was no one else except a boy carrying a teapot.
A flicker of suspicion flashed through my mind.
Jia Lian frowned, shouted at the boy and ordered him to go out, and then said in a cold voice: "Why are you so crazy? I've been so annoyed the past two days. You go to Ning Mansion Gaole all by yourself, and I'm bound to you every day.
There is so much anger at home! I can only look for a storybook and be self-sufficient."
As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows, and it turned out to be a love story.
In fact, Jia Lian was dirty and smelly, but she didn't mind it, but Sister Feng only vaguely heard about the masculine behavior and was not convinced.
Sister Feng had a charming face, which turned red and white after being talked about. She said angrily: "You, you still have the nerve... to do it yourself?"
"Then what should I do? You won't let me touch you! The few maids in the house must die or leave." There were no outsiders at the moment, and Jia Lian had no scruples. As he spoke, he felt a little aggrieved at the end of his words.
Chill.
What happened to those maids who accompanied the room?
He knew better than anyone else that he was being manipulated by the living King of Hell in front of him.
Now that he is angry, he can only find a boy to come out. Although it is almost the same, but...
"The imperial doctor said that you need to take care of yourself. Besides, I've been having trouble with my health these past two days." When Jia Lian mentioned the matter of the maid accompanying the room, Sister Feng's beautiful young woman looked a little unnatural on her face and said softly.
She didn't know why, but in the past two days, whenever she thought about her second master being killed, she felt a lingering feeling of guilt in her heart.
"It has been nursed back to health a long time ago. According to the imperial doctor's wishes, we have to rest in the mansion for a month. Who can bear this?" Jia Lian said. Seeing Sister Feng's attitude softening, he chuckled and said: "You are inconvenient, otherwise
, just give me Ping'er."
When Sister Feng heard this, the kindness on her pretty face suddenly disappeared. Liu Yemei stood on her head, her phoenix eyes flashed coldly, and she sneered: "Okay, after all, you are thinking about Shang Ping'er! I want to blind your heart, dirty seeds, a
These obscene things are on my mind every day!"
Not to mention Ping'er, she was going to be sent to Uncle Dongfu Heng. Even if she didn't send him away, Ping'er wouldn't be able to get close to this man's bed until she had a child!
Jia Lian was so scolded that he couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart. He cursed Yashaxing secretly, threw away the book in his hand, with a dark face, turned his head and walked away outside.
"Where are you going?" Sister Feng asked angrily.
Jia Lian didn't look back and just said, "You don't care where I go!"
With that said, the person disappeared.
When Sister Feng heard this, her cheeks turned green and red, her nose felt sore, and her delicate body swayed.
At this moment, Ping'er came from outside, quickly reached out to support Sister Feng, and said softly: "Grandma..."
Sister Feng stopped crying, turned to look at Ping'er, sighed and said, "Did you hear everything?"
"Second Master...he also suffered. Thinking about it, I feel a little uncomfortable." Ping'er's plump and white face showed a bit of unbearability, and he naturally cherished Sister Feng.
"I'm still uneasy after being fucked by someone. He wanted you just now." A sneer appeared at the corner of Sister Feng's lips, her voice somewhat cold.
Ping'er's face changed slightly, and for some reason, a panic surged in her heart, and she said softly: "Second Grandma..."
Sister Feng's eyes were dark, her lips moved, and she said coldly: "He's thinking about shit."
Ping'er: "..."
Sister Feng took Ping'er's hand, put away the bitterness, smiled and said: "You serve me for another year and a half, and I will find a good family for you."
After a conversation, Ping'er blushed and said softly: "Grandma, what are you talking about? I want to serve grandma for the rest of my life."
Sister Feng looked at Ping'er with a half-smile but said softly: "You little hooves, what do you think, do you think I don't know?"
She always had eyes on all directions and ears on all directions. Tianxianglou was upset just now, but she still saw the maid behind her. Most of the time, she secretly glanced at Uncle Heng.
Who wouldn’t like a man like that, that is, she would marry... I was stunned, what was she thinking!
When Ping'er was told what was on his mind, a blush appeared on his snow-white, pink cheeks, as bright as rouge, and he said softly: "Grandma, wash your body early and have a rest."
Sister Feng stopped joking and returned to the wing with a trace of unspeakable sadness, where she helped the maid prepare hot water and take a bath.
However, he said that the night in the courtyard where Mr. You was located was as quiet as water, the lights were still bright and soft, and three figures were sitting at the square table talking.
Youshi was sitting in front of the dressing table, taking off her jewelry, and behind her came the words of the second sister and the third sister.
Second Sister You sat quietly on the bed, washed her feet, and said, "What did he say to you?"
"Who is it?" Sanjie You said softly.
"Who are you talking about? Of course it's Uncle Heng." Second Sister You said softly.
A slight smile appeared on Sanjie You's pretty face and she said, "He taught me how to write a book."
Second Sister You frowned and said, "Writing a book?"
"Teach you how to write a storybook?" Youshi's jade face paused slightly and said softly: "Writing storybooks is also a good job. Didn't he write a storybook of the Three Kingdoms? Mainly, his reputation will sound better."
In fact, she also knew the knot in her mind. Seeing that she was getting older day by day, and there was no one to come to propose marriage, she would always have to find a home and support in the future. She originally thought of finding someone among the men in the two houses.
OK.
Second Sister You said softly: "Third Sister, this Uncle Heng is really a good man. He must find a way to repay his kindness."
Earlier at Sihai Tower, Second Sister You was also touched by Jia Heng's words.
Third Sister You sighed quietly, holding a white silk handkerchief that she got from that person in her hand, and said softly: "I... will."
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The next day, Ningguo Mansion
Tianxiang Tower was extremely quiet in the early morning. Jia Heng looked at Qin Keqing in the brocade quilt, and looked at the beauty's quiet and peaceful face, which was a bit strange.
In the past few days, we have been dealing with the Sanhe Gang and King Qi...
Last night was a bit boring, especially the second floor of Tianxiang overlooking the East and West mansions. Qin Keqing, who was holding a gorgeous dress in front of the window, looked at the lights of the East and West mansions, shelling Tianxiang Tower...
Qin Keqing curled her eyelashes and trembled slightly, opened her beautiful eyes, and the beauty's sweet and soft voice sounded, a little hoarse in her laziness, and said: "Husband, what time is it?"
Jia Heng said with a smile: "It's already time. Get up first, have breakfast, take a shower and change clothes. It's time for someone to come from Xifu."
Don't take a shower when you're hungry and don't wash your hair when you're full. It's better to have breakfast first and then take a shower.
"Ah...it's so late." When Qin Keqing heard this, her face turned red with embarrassment. She quickly opened the brocade quilt and started to put on her clothes.
The moon wheel is held out, and there is white snow and glazed glass, and a cold plum tree stands in bright red.
While Qin Keqing was tying Lily's bellyband, she turned around and said angrily: "Husband, you can't do such nonsense in the future."
Jia Heng looked at the duplicitous Qin Keqing and chuckled, without commenting.
It’s hard to say, I don’t know who it was last night… and now they’re complaining again.
Jia Heng also put on his clothes in twos and twos, and then ordered Baozhu, Ruizhu, who was waiting outside, and said to the red-cheeked second maid: "Go inside and serve."
"Yes, sir." Baozhu responded, glanced at Jia Heng secretly, and then went in to help Qin Keqing dress up.
Jia Heng walked out of Tianxiang Tower feeling refreshed and walked along the hand corridor towards the inner hall. When he raised his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, but it was Qingwen not far away, standing pretty in the corridor, with cold eyebrows.
Zhang Qingli's face looked slightly unhappy.
Jia Heng said: "Qingwen, go get a basin of hot water. I'll wash my face after boxing."
After saying that, he went into the inner hall and saw Qingwen standing still.
Jia Heng smiled and said, "What's going on?"
As he spoke, he shaved the bridge of Qingwen's nose.
Qingwen flashed past in embarrassment, raised her head, and said softly: "Master... why didn't you come back last night?"
Jia Heng said: "Well, I slept in Tianxiang Tower."
Qingwen pursed her lips, her voice was like a mosquito, and she lowered her eyes and said, "I still want to take a shower when I go back as a young master."
Jia Heng said: "I'll wash it later, and you'll have to come over and serve me."
When Qingwen heard this, her heart trembled, her cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and her mood suddenly became brighter. She said in a clear voice: "Master, let me get you some hot water."
Jia Heng felt helpless as he looked at Qingwen, who was twisting her waist and walking toward the inner hall.
The little girl became more and more attached to him and became a bit clingy.
After Jia Heng finished a set of punches and washed his face, Jia Heng accompanied Qin Keqing to have breakfast in the inner hall.
The beauty was bright and delicate, like a hibiscus in full bloom, her beauty was swaying with every frown and smile. She took a spoon and scooped a spoonful of red dates and rhubarb rice porridge into her mouth. After a moment, she asked: "Husband, Qingxu Guanli Ningrong Street
How many miles is it?”
Jia Heng said softly: "In Xicheng, there is a road of twelve or three miles. There are servants guarding you all the way. I mean, I will accompany you for a walk. I haven't gone out to enjoy it since you got married. Now that late autumn has arrived,
Although the autumn scenery is a little bleak, as the predecessors said, you can park your car and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers, and you can watch the surrounding mountains, bamboo sea, and waterfalls in Qingxu, so you can enjoy the scenery."
"Okay." Qin Keqing said with a smile. Under her two willow-leaf eyebrows, there was also a bit of longing in her beautiful eyes, which is the nature of a girl.
Although Chen Han came to the early Ming Dynasty, the customs were not that conservative. Even in the early Ming Dynasty, the female relatives of wealthy families were not unable to leave the house or step outside the door.
At this moment, the woman outside said: "Sir, the mandarin ducks from Xifu are here, saying they have sent the review written by Second Master Bao."
Jia Heng took the handkerchief on the side, wiped his mouth, and said, "Let Yuanyang bring it over and let me take a look."
Not long after, Yuanyang entered the inner hall under the leadership of her mother-in-law. When she saw a few people eating, she was surprised and said with a smile: "I didn't disturb Uncle Heng and Grandma Heng while they were eating."
Qin Keqing smiled gently and said, "How come, Yuanyang, have you eaten yet? Why don't we sit down together and eat some?"
Yuanyang smiled and said, "I've used it a long time ago."
When Qin Keqing heard this, she felt a little ashamed and glanced at Jia Heng angrily.
If Jia Heng didn't see him, he changed the topic, cast his calm eyes on the pile of manuscripts in Yuanyang's hand, and asked: "Did Baoyu write it?"
"I saw that I have written several articles. Second Master Bao is really attentive this time." A youthful and beautiful smile appeared on Yuanyang's oval face. As he spoke, he stepped forward.
How could Baoyu not be careful? When Jia Mu, Daiyu and others returned from Ningguo Mansion, they mentioned the matter of going to Qingxu Temple for a wedding ceremony tomorrow. Baoyu said nothing, gathered his mood, and went back to write a few more articles.
Jia Heng took the manuscript, flipped through it, and nodded. Baoyu quoted Confucius' words at the beginning, which made people angry, and then he picked up a few articles and started to appreciate them.
On the whole, Baoyu has a good grasp of the thoughts and feelings of the Book of Songs, but he doesn't have much to deal with.
Then I looked at "Observation of Accounts". This article was written on the surface, and the understanding was not deep enough. It mainly used rouge and gouache as shoddy, and then criticized Dai Liang, Qian Hua and others for buying toxic and harmful food.
, accuse.
After reading it, Jia Heng nodded and said lightly: "Overall, it's quite qualified."
When Yuanyang heard this, he raised his oval face and reminded softly: "The old lady also said that Mr. Bao had been writing about this matter for several days. He got up early and stayed late, and everyone was haggard. The old lady looked at
I can’t even bear it.”
After all, Baoyu is the treasure in Jia Mu's eyes. Over the past two days, I felt a little distressed when I saw Baoyu depressed.
In fact, this is the mental state of the older generation. If you really want to deliberately torment Baoyu, it will definitely not work.
Jia Heng thought for a while, and understood the joints, and said softly: "Then let him rest more these two days and catch up on his sleep. Don't go to the Qingxu Temple to have a ritual ceremony. It will be a tiring ride all the way."