Chapter 343 Avoid him and let him go, see him again in a few years
The bright moon is in the sky, the silver light is falling, and the rugged branches of several plum trees in the courtyard have been covered with a thin layer of frost.
The cold wind blew the lanterns under the eaves of the corridor, projecting the shadows of two figures, a man and a woman, for longer and shorter periods of time.
The two chatted casually.
We are all of the same age and have a lot of topics in common.
Yuan Chun turned to look at the young man, with a curious look on his soft face, and said, "Brother Heng went to Kunning Palace for a banquet today?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "The Queen of Wei hosted a banquet in Kunning for the son of King Wei, and went to sit in the palace for a while."
Yuan Chun pursed her lips and asked in a low voice: "The King of Wei went to the Military and Horse Department of the Five Cities to observe the government, and Brother Heng went to congratulate the King of Wei for his son, but does it belong to him?"
After all, Yuanchun also entered the palace due to the decline of the Jia clan's power, and he couldn't help but pay attention to the attitude of the current Jia clan leader.
Jia Heng heard this, but did not answer. He looked at the beautiful girl meaningfully and asked, "What do you think, eldest sister?"
Yuan Chun faced those pair of shining eyes, turned his gaze, looked at the flower wall in the distance, and said: "I can't guess what Brother Heng is thinking, but people like us want to be alone in certain things.
It’s not easy either. As the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop. If you are ambiguous, people will not be angry.”
Jia Heng smiled and said, "It's too early to say this now."
Yuan Chun chuckled and said: "That's right. Brother Heng has a bright future now. He should still run errands for the palace. It is not impossible to regain the glory of the Second Duke Rong Ning in the future."
In her eyes, the young man in front of her would probably be granted the title of duke nobility one day.
"You can't ask for the title of a duke." Jia Heng smiled, with a somewhat solemn look in his eyes, and said: "It's too early to intervene in some things, which is not a good thing, but no matter what, big sister, just don't worry."
"What should I worry about?" Yuan Chun said in surprise, his heart suddenly moved, his beautiful eyes flashed, he realized what Jia Heng meant, and said quietly: "If Brother Heng is for the sake of the clan, you don't need to care too much about my thoughts.
It is our destiny to come from a prince's family. For example, my old relatives, the Zhen family, had two daughters marrying to the capital, one to the Prince of Beijing and the other to the Princess of Chu."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and asked: "So, does the eldest sister intend to do this?"
Could it be that Yuanchun fell in love with Emperor Chongping's prince in Kunning and wanted to become a princess or concubine?
When Yuanchun heard this, a touch of embarrassment appeared on his plump and white cheeks, and he said anxiously: "What can I mean? Most of those clans are arrogant and indulge in pleasure. If they are ordinary people, they may want to be rich, but for me,
Although the family of a duke is of a lowly background, he still enjoys wealth and honor. Like a good person, his character is more important than his family background. Could it be that in the eyes of Hengdi, I am one of those people who climbs the dragon and the phoenix?"
At the end of the sentence, the girl turned her beautiful face and looked at the boy opposite her with a pair of bright and charming eyes, slightly angry.
Jia Heng paused and said: "That's what I'm saying. It's fine if the eldest sister doesn't have this intention. Although those families are extremely wealthy, they are not as good as a thatched house with thatched eaves, where men farm and women weave, which is plain and natural."
Yuan Chun snorted softly and rolled his eyes at Jia Heng.
The eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl has always had a dignified and gentle temperament. At this time, she occasionally appears in a charming and charming mood, but she does not know what kind of moving graceful charm is flowing out, making people's hearts sway.
Jia Heng composed himself and said: "Sister, if you are in love with each other and are happy with each other in the future, you should also talk to me."
Yuan Chunzhong returned to his gentle manner, turned to look at the young man Qingjun's face, and said: "Brother Heng, if there is any chance, I will do it."
I sighed quietly in my heart.
Suddenly, a biting cold wind howled past in the courtyard. Yuanchun couldn't help but shiver and hugged his shoulders.
Seeing this, Jia Heng hurriedly took off his cloak and said, "Sister, it's cold here, let's go back."
After saying that, he put it on the girl naturally.
Suddenly realizing that the man beside him was breathing closely, Yuan Chun lowered his head and his heart trembled. He quickly stretched out his hand to take the cloak, and said in a voice that was not easy to detect the panic, "Thank you, Brother Heng."
As he spoke, he tied the black rope on his chest.
The two of them walked all the way to the hall, and Jia Heng said again: "Sister, if nothing happens tomorrow afternoon, please follow me to the eldest princess's mansion to meet the eldest princess of Jinyang."
Yuanchun said softly "Hmm".
She has been a little bored at home recently, so she might as well go to the eldest princess's house in Jinyang.
The two of them were silent all the way, and then returned to the inner hall. At this moment, Miaoyu's chanting and salvation had completely ended, and she was sitting and talking with Xichun, Tanchun, Daiyu and others.
Because Mrs. You felt unwell, she was supported by Second Sister You and Third Sister You and returned to the courtyard where she lived.
Since it was already the first time, Qin Keqing asked people to prepare dinner and prepared a vegetarian meal for Miaoyu alone.
Jia Heng sat down and looked at Miaoyu who was sitting next to Xichun. He saw that the two of them were chatting together, as if they were in agreement.
Everyone finished eating and dispersed.
In the wing room, it was already dark, but the lights were still on. On one of the beds, the curtains were hung down, and the couple were hugging each other and talking under the quilt.
Qin Keqing's black hair fell down her cheeks and she said softly: "Husband, Sister You is going south to arrange a funeral. How do you plan to arrange it?"
Jia Heng said: "Let the accountant pay some money, and then send someone to escort him. Brother Rong will also go south this time, and then he will directly observe his filial piety in Jinling. After the filial piety is removed, the father will withdraw money to help him get married and start a family. This matter is
It’s over for now.”
Qin Keqing rested her head in Jia Heng's arms, gently rubbed her chest with her cheek, and said: "My husband's treatment is appropriate. The whole family should be speechless."
Jia Heng said: "But some malicious and slanderous gossip is inevitable."
With that said, he told Qin Keqing what Jia Rong said.
Qin Keqing exclaimed in shock: "Why do you still dare, Sir?"
Jia Heng said: "He has always been restless, but now he has no good tricks. If he wants to ruin my reputation through this matter, it would be really ugly to have Jia Rong and his grandson bring trouble to the door."
Qin Keqing frowned and said: "My lord, I have a plan to deal with it, but the second room of the West Mansion is not willing to be lonely. I have recently asked people to take good care of the servants and put those gossips
Punish her thoroughly, and send someone to look for the old lady in the Xifu."
Jia Heng said "Hmm", and the rich and soft fragrance overflowed between his palms and fingers, and whispered: "Just talk to Sister-in-law Feng, she is in charge of the house now and knows what's appropriate."
Qin Keqing said hello, and suddenly, Yao Bi snorted softly, "Husband, the lights haven't been turned off yet..."
"It's okay... you can see clearly this way."
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The next day, Xuan Zhen Guan
A dozen horses stopped in front of the bluestone half-plank road in front of the temple gate. Jia Heng and Jia Rong, together with a group of servants, got off their horses, climbed up the steps, and entered the temple.
Just last night, Jia Heng learned what the servant who went to Xuanzhen Temple to report the death said. When Jia Jing heard that Jia Zhen died of illness, his face looked sad and he was speechless for a long time.
In the view, passing through the straight green brick road with evergreen pines and cypresses, Jia Heng finally met Jia Jing.
Jia Jing was dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, with his head in a Taoist bun. He was sitting on a futon. He was thin, with sunken cheeks and a gray-white goat's beard under his chin. He was holding a Taoist formula in his hand and muttering something in his mouth.
At this time, a young Taoist priest came to Jia Jing's side, leaned over and said, "Master Tao, Master Xiao Rong and the chief of the Jia clan are here."
Hearing this, Jia Jing opened and closed his tightly closed eyelids, and a pair of cloudy eyes seemed to shine brightly, staring at Jia Rong and Jia Heng.
Jia Jing naturally recognized Jia Rong, and his eyes briefly passed over Jia Rong's pale and sad face, and finally fell on Jia Heng.
"Master." Jia Rong, dressed in filial piety, knelt down to pay homage and said with a tearful voice: "Master, my father died of illness in Lingnan."
Jia Jing sighed, raised his hands and said, "Get up."
He had learned the bad news last night and asked his servants some details, but he had some guesses in his heart.
Looking at Jia Heng on the side, he looked at her for a moment. There was a look of indifference on his thin, sunken cheeks. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a calm tone: "Brother Zhen is gone now. Now there is only this incense left. I don't know."
How did the clan arrange Brother Zhen’s funeral?”
Jia Heng did not hesitate to twist his mind and said: "Brother Rong will go south to support the spirit tomorrow and be buried in the ancestral land of Jinling, while Brother Rong will stay in Jinling to observe filial piety. Once the filial piety period is over, the clan will help Brother Rong get married and start a career.
There are also some farms and shops in Jinling that you can let Brother Rong take care of."
Jia Jing was silent for a while, seeming to be thinking, and said: "Brother Rong has no family background now, so it would be disrespectful to send him away like this."
Jia Heng frowned but didn't respond.
I understand Jia Jing’s thoughts. This is the same as Jia Zhen asking Jia Rong to donate a Dragon Guard in the original novel Red Mansions, for the sake of glory. Of course, there is also an implication that this is negotiating with him to let him take good care of Jia Rong.
One lineage.
However, to negotiate, you must have chips in hand.
The bargaining chip in Jia Jing's hand is to cause trouble in Rong Ning's second house, but this kind of bargaining chip is not worth mentioning.
Seeing Jia Heng's silent response, Jia Jing said: "Lian'er from Xifu donated a friend to me before we got married. Brother Rong is also a member of the clan and was the son of the clan leader. He cannot lose the dignity of our clan."
Jia Heng muttered: "Brother Rong is still young, so donating official posts is not enough for the lack of children. Salary, except for the sake of good taste, has no real benefits. Besides, it is not easy for the son of a criminal official to donate official posts. Now I am a descendant of the Jia clan.
Everyone can join the army and practice martial arts. If Brother Rong wants to find a career, he can work hard in the army when the period of filial piety is over, and he will not let go of the Ningguo blood in his body."
When Jia Rong heard this, her expression changed and she was shocked.
Join the army?
Does this make him the same as Fool Xue?
He said hurriedly: "Great Grandfather, I would like to return to the ancestral land of Jinling to observe filial piety for my father. As for my official career, the officialdom is dangerous and my grandson has no ambitions here."
Hearing Jia Rong's words, Jia Jing's thin brows furrowed and he squinted his eyes with a cold light in his eyes as he stared at the young man beside him.
So brave, this kid is threatening him!
If he joins the army under this kid, he can defeat this legitimate grandson with just a little manipulation.
Looking at Brother Rong's fearful look on him, it is even clearer that Ning Rong's second mansion is completely under the control of this young man.
Jia Jing's eyes were gloomy, and although he was extremely angry, he was powerless and even worried about getting angry.
No one knows better than him that the young man in front of him has become a leader. As a first-class Yunhui general, he leads the army of five cities, the Jinyi Mansion, and the Beijing Camp. This kind of power is something that even before he entered the Taoist temple, he would have no power.
Avoid its sharp edges.
In fact, Jia Jing was practicing in seclusion at Xuanzhen Temple, so it was not that he was deaf to the external situation. Otherwise, how did Xichun come about in the first place?
Kuang Jia Jing was born as a Jinshi. Even though he had been away from the court for many years, his political sensitivity was far inferior to that of Mrs. Wang and Jia She and others.
And being on the outside, not being confused by the people involved, I understand that Jia Heng's weight in the Jia clan is now very important.
It can be said that even if Jia Rong really listened to what Jia She said and came to stir up trouble, Jia Jing would most likely be pretending not to know.
"That's all, let's avoid him for now and go see him again in a few years."
Jia Jing's mind was racing, he analyzed the pros and cons, and decided to avoid the danger for the time being. Then he thought about Jia Rong, "Chong'er is safe outside, Shen Sheng is dead inside, and Rong'er can go to Jinling to wait for the changes."
Jia Jingru thought about this, sighed, his eyes became cloudy again, he closed his eyes slightly and said slowly:
"Brother Rong is now the only seedling of my lineage. I have nothing else to ask for. I only hope that he will get married and start a business and continue my lineage. I heard that the patriarch is also known as a virtuous person in Beijing. Now I regard the small sect as the big sect and worship him.
Those who offer incense and sacrifice to their ancestors, and those who show benevolence, righteousness, and love to the clan members, should be sacrificed to others... Patriarch, please let Brother Rong go to Jinling to observe his filial piety."
After all, he was a person who studied in the imperial examinations, was from a small sect to a large sect, and was worshiped by countless people.
Jia Heng's face softened a bit and he said, "Brother Rong can go to Jinling to observe mourning."
Jia Jing was able to stay calm and not cause trouble, which saved him a lot of time.
Otherwise, will Jia Jing's lineage be completely wiped out? In the eyes of others, this would be a bit cruel.
The Rongning lineage of the Jia clan, and the Jiashe lineage on the Rongfu side must be eradicated, but his corresponding strategy is to treat Jia Zheng kindly to hedge against public opinion.
As for the Ning Mansion, he supported the common people to gain the support of the clan.
Jia Heng glanced at Jia Jing and saw that he didn't have anything to say about the palace secrets. He guessed that Jia Jing still had resentment in his heart and didn't want to tell him such things and didn't intend to stay any longer. He said to Jia Rong: "Brother Rong.
, you talk to your grandfather, I will wait for you outside."
"Yes, Uncle Heng." Jia Rong lowered her eyebrows and said yes, watching Jia Heng leave.
After Jia Heng left, there were only two people left in the palace.
Jia Rong made a "pop" sound, knelt down again, took two steps on her knees, and cried: "Master."
Jia Jingzhong opened his eyes again, looked at Jia Rong, sighed, and said: "Children, after you return to Jinling, just live a good life. Remember, the day that person becomes powerful, you will not be allowed to step into the divine capital."
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Jia Rong was startled, stopped crying, looked at Jia Jing, and called out: "Master, what do you mean?"
Jia Jing shook his head and said slowly: "No one is good for a thousand days, flowers are not red for a hundred days, the moon waxes and wanes, and people have misfortunes and blessings every day. You go back to your ancestral home in Jinling to observe filial piety, study and practice martial arts, hibernate in secret, and wait for the opportunity.
There’s always time to come back.”
Jia Rong paused and said: "Master, my grandson has written it down."
But there is something in my heart that is murmuring, studying and practicing martial arts, waiting for the opportunity?
After Jia Jing finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. Don't stay here for too long, lest the person be suspicious."
Upon hearing this, Jia Rong kowtowed a few more times, got up and left.
Jia Heng waited for a while and saw Jia Rong almost coming out, saying: "Brother Rong, go back and pack up, then go south to help the spirit."
Jia Rong responded, got on her horse, and followed Jia Heng towards Rongning Street.
In the inner hall of the Black Throttle Courtyard, there was a thunderous roar accompanied by a "click" sound of porcelain hitting the ground.
"Trash! Eat everything inside and outside!"
The tea cup in Jia She's hand slammed to the ground, anger surging on his face.
Jia Rong eats his food and wears his clothes, but in the end, the things he told him were not accomplished at all!
"Where's Brother Rong!" Jia She shouted angrily.
The boy said with a bitter face: "Uncle Xiao Rong finished lunch and took the people out of the capital."
Jia She slammed the table and said angrily: "You bastard!"
Mrs.
Jia She said angrily: "Trash!"
He sat down and gasped in anger.
"Where are the Lian'er people?" Jia She suddenly asked again.
I don’t know if I need to vent my anger personally.
Mrs. Xing whispered: "I don't know where I'm drinking right now."
"This bastard! Some money is nowhere to be found!" Jia She cursed.
At this time, a servant from outside came to report and said: "Master, there is a guard commander named Sun Shaozu outside the door. He handed over a message saying that he is an old relative of our family and has come to visit the master."
When Jia She heard this, he temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart, his face paused slightly, and said: "Sun Shaozu? Where is the post?"
Sun Shaozu gave him five thousand taels of silver not long ago and asked him to go to the Ministry of War or Wang Ziteng to arrange an errand in the capital camp. As a result, before he could take charge of the matter, the Wang family was in great misfortune.
At this time, the servant handed over the greeting card.
Jia She took the post and found that there was also a letter attached. He opened it and read it. Although the words on it were sincere, there was also a bit of questioning.
My heart became more and more unhappy.
"Lead him to the flower hall. I'll be there right away, sir." Jia She said with a cold snort.
In the flower hall, a young military attaché with a big body, a round waist, and a beard sat on a chair, accepting the service of the maid. He raised his cold eyes and looked around at the surrounding furnishings.
Holding the tea cup, I felt a little anxious.
He stayed in Shenjing for a long time and went to the Ministry of War several times. As a result, there was no one waiting for his wife. After thinking about it, he decided to go to Jia's house to find a way to the house, so he sent five of the Rongfu raiders to him.
A thousand taels of silver, but now I have no faith at all.
"If things don't work out, why don't you at least get the money back?"