Chapter 377 Jia Heng: Big sister thinks I did something wrong?
Prince Zhongshun's Mansion
It was the New Year, and the Zhongshun Prince's Mansion also began to be decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. Servants came and went in and out of the corridors, beams and columns, hanging red curtains, busy non-stop.
On the attic in the backyard, King Zhongshun was lying on his side on the bed, listening to the sounds on the stage not far away, feeling a little irritable.
The faint pain in his buttocks reminded King Zhongshun all the time how humiliating the previous assassination was?
Just when King Zhongshun was secretly resentful, Zhou Changshi entered the wing, approached, and whispered: "Your Majesty."
King Zhongshun said "hmm" and looked at Zhou Changshi.
Zhou Changshi's voice was clearly filled with joy: "Your Majesty, I asked you to pay attention to Jia Heng's mistakes and omissions earlier. We have already figured it out."
When King Zhongshun heard this, he was surprised and happy, and asked anxiously: "What was found?"
Zhou Changshi smiled and said: "Your Majesty, according to the shopkeeper named Yang who was expelled by the Xue family, the young master Xue Pan of the Xue family once competed with a scholar from a small rural eunuch in Jinling Mansion to buy a maidservant before going to Beijing.
After beating someone to death, Jia Yucun, the governor of Jinling Prefecture at the time, helped fool Xue Pan into pretending to be dead and escaped, and now he is hiding in Jia's house."
Xue Pan went to Beijing and beat someone to death over a fight to buy a maid. Even the people in the Rongguo Mansion knew about it, let alone hiding it from others?
If anyone is interested, he will know the root cause if he inquires about it.
After hearing this, King Zhongshun was overjoyed, but for a moment he frowned and said, "Although the Xue family is in-laws of the Jia family, they can't sway Jia Heng's son at all, right?"
Zhou Changshi laughed: "Your Majesty, this is wrong. I think Jiayu Village, Yin of Jinling Prefecture, borrowed the connections of Jia's family to be able to recover. How is it different from the disciples of Jia's family? I think Jia Heng is a member of the Jia family.
Patriarch, hiding the murderer, this can’t be justified, right? Besides, Jia Heng is in the limelight and stands out from the crowd, so people must be wrong. If this case is exposed, even if it is not his fault, it will be his fault. "
King Zhongshun looked thoughtful, and the more he listened, the more reasonable he became. He nodded and said: "What Zhou Changshi said is reasonable. Jia Heng, I don't know how many people can't stand him, so he pinned the Xue family case on Jia Heng.
Even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to escape."
Zhou Changshi said: "To say the least, even if I can't move Jia Heng, I can still vent his anger on the prince."
King Zhongshun sneered and said: "I also hold the same view. In the name of virtue, I can't see such treacherous and loyal sycophants running rampant."
Zhou Changshi said: "Your Majesty, why don't we ask the censor to investigate this case now?"
King Zhongshun was about to agree, but suddenly he frowned and shook his head and said: "No, wait a moment, it won't be too late to wait until after this year. The palace issued an edict the day before yesterday, with the intention of warning Yu Gu, so urgent
Trying to expose this matter will have no effect."
He finally figured it out. It wasn't that the reason for his previous impeachment was insufficient, but that he chose the wrong time and failed to divine the divine intention.
Jia Heng's son had just put down the Prince Teng rebellion. He was the most capable and loyal person in the palace. He went to the censor to impeach Jia Heng for his lack of talent and double-mindedness. How could the palace believe him?
You need to avoid its sharp edges.
Then he added: "You have people pay close attention to the Xue family and the Jia family, especially Jia Heng, and wait until he is implicated as deeply as possible."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, there are some of our people in Rong Mansion." Zhou Changshi said in a low voice.
King Zhongshun said with a solemn expression: "Be careful not to expose yourself. This young Jia Heng is reorganizing the Ning Rong Mansion."
King Zhongshun, who regards Ning Rong's Second Mansion as his old enemy, laid a nail in Ning Rong's Second Mansion a long time ago and helped to find out the news. However, as Jia Heng took over the Ning Mansion and cleaned up and rectified it several times, the Ning Mansion's spy gradually became useless.
It fell off, but Rongfu's eyeliner was able to retain some of it.
Zhou Changshi said: "Your Majesty, just don't worry."
King Zhongshun sneered and said: "This time, let's not move Jia Heng's son down, let him have a taste of what thousands of people have pointed out."
He had previously encouraged people to impeach Jia Heng, but now that he thought about it, the traces were so heavy that they could be seen by the palace at a glance, as well as by those in the court.
But the Xue family's case is different. He is not the one who dislikes Jia Heng!
Just when King Zhongshun was full of ambition, suddenly a maid outside reported, "Your Majesty, the young prince is back."
King Zhongshun frowned and said, "Rui'er? Let him come in."
Ever since Chen Rui was tricked by the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division, he has also been obsessed with regaining his position and has been keeping an eye on Jia Heng.
Chen Rui entered the wing, first bowed respectfully to King Zhongshun, and then couldn't hide the joy on his face: "Father, my son has just received news about Jia Heng."
King Zhongshun glanced at Chen Rui, frowned and asked, "What news?"
Chen Rui smiled and said: "Jia Heng just went to Dali Temple and heard that he took the young master of the Xue family and surrendered. Do you think this is interesting? He is killing his relatives here in a righteous way."
At the end of the sentence, the tone was somewhat gloating.
King Zhongshun: “???”
Zhou Changshi frowned and asked urgently: "Little prince, what on earth is going on?"
Seeing that his father's face was ashen and Zhou Changshi's eyes were anxious, Chen Rui gradually realized that something was wrong and said: "Father, I just met the nephew of Dali Temple Qing Wang Shu. I heard about this.
This Jia Heng is too stupid, what does this kind of thing mean to a family like ours?"
"Shut up, you idiot!" King Zhongshun shouted, his face turning green and red, and he was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood.
It was not easy to find the mistake made by the child, but it was quickly filled in by the child.
Is Jia Heng's child a hedgehog? He can't swallow at all?
Chen Rui was scolded, his face turned pale and his eyebrows were lowered.
He originally wanted to say good news to his father, but why was his father so angry?
Zhou Changshi frowned and whispered: "Your Majesty, what should we do now? Should we find some censors and take the opportunity to attack?"
King Zhongshun took a deep breath and said coldly: "It's no longer possible. I waited to impeach him, but instead helped him gain fame. Let's just drop the matter and think of other tricks."
Zhou Changshi nodded, sighed, and secretly thought it was a pity.
Not mentioning the collapse of King Zhongshun's impeachment plan, but saying that Jia Heng led Xue Pan to receive fifty sticks in Dali Temple, and then said hello to the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, saying that he would serve his sentence after the spring of next year.
Because Emperor Chongping's oral punishment was to punish him with hard labor, he could not be beaten to death or let his sores become seriously ill and die without treatment. Therefore, Dali Temple was not in trouble.
Rongguofu, Lixiangyuan
The room was crowded, Jia Mu, Li Wan, and Sister Feng were still persuading Aunt Xue, while Baochai on the side was also persuading her in a low voice.
"Old lady, madam, Uncle Heng is back."
Just then, a woman ran into the hall and shouted.
Aunt Xue was sobbing and wiping away tears. When she heard this, she suddenly trembled and said urgently: "Pan'er, where is my Pan'er?"
After saying that, he got up and walked out in a hurry.
At this moment, Jia Heng had already ordered the boys to lift Xue Pan, who had been beaten to pieces, from the carriage.
At this moment, Xue Pan was lying on a wooden board, motionless.
"My son...what's wrong with you? This is...don't be frightened, mother." Aunt Xue saw that Xue Pan looked like he was dead, and she cried loudly and rushed forward.
"Mom." At this moment, Xue Pan raised his big head, his forehead was covered with sweat, and shouted in a weak voice.
Jia Heng explained: "Wenlong suffered some skin injuries, but they are not serious. Doctor Xun helped him apply the gold wound medicine, and after a few months of training, he was able to walk on the ground."
The executioners of Dali Temple still have a sense of proportion in their strikes. The boards basically fall on the buttocks. The first thirty sticks are also picked up high and put down gently. The second twenty sticks are slightly heavier, causing the buttocks to bloom and the skin to be torn.
, without damaging bones or killing people.
Aunt Xue had tears in her eyes at this time. She looked at the tall and tall young man in a python suit. Her heart was complicated and unspeakable.
How is it possible to say that there is no resentment in your heart?
But at this time, he didn't dare to say anything.
Jia Heng said: "Auntie, take Wenlong into the house, ask a doctor to give him some medicine, and take good care of him."
Aunt Xue nodded with tears in her eyes, and ordered the boy to carry Xue Pan into the wing. For a while, the boy was busy asking the doctor to ask for the doctor, and fetching hot water. They were all busy inside and outside.
Suddenly, only Jia Mu, Li Wan, Sister Feng, Jia Zheng and Yuanchun were left in the courtyard.
Jia Mu asked: "Brother Heng, how did you get into this mess?"
Jia Heng said: "Old lady, Wen Long's case should have been settled long ago. If we keep dragging it on, someone with ulterior motives will make a fuss about it. If someone else accuses him, the public will be furious, and no one can save Wen Long.
"
Jia Mu opened her mouth, then sighed and said, "You know what's going on."
Jia Heng said: "Old lady, although our family is a philanthropic family, it is inevitable that some members of the clan will rely on power outside and bully men and women. This matter can be considered a wake-up call. You must know that human life is at stake. In the former Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu's sister
Princess Longli once atoned for the death penalty for her son Zhaopingjun. Zhaopingjun was arrogant and drunk and killed his wife, Princess Yi'an's female official, but was executed by Emperor Wu in accordance with the law. The emperor's relatives were facing life lawsuits, let alone this.
We are a prince’s family.”
In the original work of Red Mansions, there were two cases in the Rongguo Mansion where people were killed. One was that Sister Feng tried to kill Zhang Hua after taking advantage of him, and the other was Jia She, who wanted to kill Shi DaZi for two fans.
It's interesting to say that even Mrs. Wang, who talks a lot but is a snake-hearted person, was never so ruthless and she just drove Jin Chuan away.
Jia Zheng sighed and said: "What Zi Yu said is true. Human life is at stake. Everyone is happy that Pan'er's case can be handled like this."
Yuanchun looked at the young man with a calm face, listening to the young man's sincere tone of telling historical anecdotes, his beautiful crystal eyes filled with strange colors.
Sister Feng Guazi had a look of thought on her face.
Jia Heng said: "Wen Long's business, let's go here first. It's getting late and it's almost noon. The old lady and the second master will go to Dongfu for dinner first."
Today was originally the family's New Year's Eve banquet, but something like Xue Pan happened in the middle, so it was delayed.
Jia Mu sighed and said: "Girl Feng, you are here to see what my concubine has to say. The others can follow me to Dongfu first."
Sister Feng responded and said nothing else.
Yuan Chun glanced at Jia Heng, feeling somewhat uneasy, and said softly: "Ancestor, I will also stay and take a look."
Jia Mu nodded and agreed.
Wait for Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, and Jia Zheng to leave together.
Yuan Chun started to speak but stopped: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng cut off the conversation and said, "Sister, go in and see Auntie and Wenlong."
After entering the wing and sitting down in the hall, Aunt Xue sighed, and there were tears on Baochai's face.
Because the servant had to help Xue Pan remove his bloody clothes, the couple could only sit and wait in the hall.
Sister Feng sat next to Aunt Xue and comforted her.
Yuanchun came to Baochai and talked with him. Baochai lowered his head in response, but occasionally looked at the young man with a pair of gloomy and melancholy bright apricot eyes.
Aunt Xue raised her eyes and looked at Jia Heng, and said sadly: "Brother Heng, can Wenlong still live in prison like this?"
When I saw the injury just now, I almost felt heartbroken.
Jia Heng said: "We still have to go after Wenlong recovers from his injuries."
Aunt Xue sighed and said sadly: "Brother Heng, I'll leave Pan'er to you."
Now that things have happened, what else can she say?
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Don't worry, aunt."
At this time, the maid said: "Madam, the doctor is here."
Aunt Xue quickly got up to greet her, ordered the doctor to welcome him into the inner compartment, and helped Xue Pan apply the medicine.
The mother and daughter could not go in at the moment, so they had to wait outside.
After a while, the doctor picked up the medicine box and said, "Uncle Xue just suffered some skin injuries. He was given some gold wound medicine. He will boil it a few times and take some medicine. He will be fine after a month of training."
Aunt Xue chanted the Buddha's name and cried with joy: "Thank God."
He quickly ordered someone to pay the doctor money and send him away.
Seeing this, Jia Heng stopped staying any longer and stood up and said: "Aunt, since Wenlong is fine, let Wenlong take a good rest first, and I'll go back first."
Aunt Xue nodded, forced a smile and said: "Brother Heng, today is a young year, and there are still so many clansmen waiting for you in Dongfu, so go and do your work."
As he said that, he looked at Yuan Chun and Sister Feng aside and said, "Girl Feng, eldest girl, you guys should go over and do your work."
Sister Feng said softly: "It's okay, I'll sit with aunt for a while."
Yuan Chun took Baochai's hand and said softly: "Sister, I'll go first."
Baochai responded and stared at the young man again. His moist, almond-shaped eyes seemed to have a thousand words to say.
Jia Heng took a deep look at Baochai, nodded without saying anything else, and left Lixiangyuan with Yuanchun Shi Shiran.
After leaving Lixiangyuan and standing on the flower-walled verandah, Yuan Chun pursed her pink lips and said softly: "Brother Heng, I..."
Hearing this, Jia Heng paused, turned to look at Yuan Chun, and said warmly: "Sister, do you seem to have something to say to me?"
Yuan Chun's beautiful eyes reflected that Qingjun face, but she didn't know how to speak, so she muttered: "Brother Heng, you..."
Jia Heng asked: "Sister, do you think I did something wrong?"
Yuan Chun's appearance suddenly changed, she quickly shook her head and said, "Brother Heng, you did nothing wrong."
After saying that, the girl took a step closer with a firm look and said: "Brother Heng, if I were you, I would do the same thing."
When Jia Heng heard this, he couldn't help but smile when he looked at the plump, white face of a girl who was full of seriousness.
Yuanchun's heart skipped a beat when he was laughed at, and he suddenly realized that in his desperation, he was only a short distance away from the young man in front of him.
Because the weather is cold in winter, every breath he exhales falls on the other person's face, lips, and neck. Thinking of this, he feels ashamed and anxious, and quickly turns his head away and moves away a little bit.
Jia Heng said: "Sister, don't worry about me. There is a long way to go. Although my aunt can't think about it for a while, she will figure it out. As for the clan, I have always been like this. How can others slander and praise me?"
Aunt Xue's gratitude and resentment were the same, and he didn't care.
But Yuanchun's performance was still a bit beyond his expectation. Regarding Xue Pan's matter, he still wanted to take care of his emotions and be a close eldest sister, but that was all.
Thinking of this, I looked at the girl who turned her head and stared silently. The girl was wearing a bright red and white double-breasted embroidered peony dress, a beaded and diamond flower hairpin on her head, and a slender white neck with a string of hair hanging on it.
Wearing a pearl necklace and crescent moon earrings on her earlobes, today's makeup is a bit more youthful, charming, cute and playful than her previous gentle and dignified makeup.
Maybe it’s because of the Chinese New Year.
Jia Heng was stunned for a moment, then he leaned a little closer to his ear and whispered: "But I still have to thank you, eldest sister."
Yuanchun's delicate body trembled, "Teng"'s face turned red, and because of that, waves of hot air faintly hit her ears and neck, sending waves of numbness, making half of her body soft and tender.
And those gentle words, even better, are like words that sooth the bottom of my heart.
"Yeah." Yuanchun responded softly.
Seeing Yuanchun's scene, Jia Heng's eyes were a little deeper. He vaguely noticed some signs, thought it was an illusion, and verified it...
