Jia Mu stopped talking and laughing, looked at Jia Heng who had returned after receiving the imperial edict, the excitement on his old face had not faded, and asked: "Brother Heng, are you going to open an ancestral hall to worship your ancestors these two days?"
, to comfort the ancestors of Rong Ning’s second house?”
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said: "There is nothing to celebrate about the routine transfer. Moreover, this is not a promotion, but a military service entrusted by the Holy One. It should not be too ostentatious."
Jingying used to be the private land of the Jia people, but now it has fallen into the hands of his Ningguo lineage again. If he keeps showing off like this, he is afraid that political opponents lurking in the dark will call him "Jia Family Army" or something like that.
Even more vicious, there may be some suggestive rumors such as "the emperor of the Chen family and the soldiers of the Jia family".
Well, as for "Jia and Chen share the world", it has not reached that point. There is no Taifu, and the status of Taifu is just a joke.
Jia Mu nodded, her expression became more serious, and said: "I also think there is something inappropriate about ancestor worship. Brother Heng is well aware of it."
Speaking of this, he looked at the young man in front of him and thought to himself, he is young, even if he is satisfied, he is not frivolous, how does he look like a young man? Even if Dai Hua and Dai Shan are as old as Mr. Dai Shan, they are not so calm.
gas.
After thinking deeply, Jia Mu couldn't help but glance at Mrs. Wang, whose face looked "as if she were visiting a grave", and sighed in her heart.
Without the men waiting to work outside, why would they listen to the show in the backyard?
Why can't Baoyu's mother understand this obvious truth?
Tanchun plucked up the courage, raised his handsome face, looked at the young man, and couldn't help but said: "Brother Heng has now taken charge of the Beijing camp's errand, will he be even busier in the future?"
Jia Heng nodded to Tanchun and said with a smile: "I will have to trouble my third sister to help with the Jiyi text in the future."
From the time he took over as the military governor of the Beijing camp, and later as the minister of military aircraft, he had to devote his attention to pacifying the northern rebels, which must have been complicated and complicated.
Tanchun listened to the young man's gentle words and softly said "hmm". His bright eyes under Yingxiu's slender eyebrows slightly lowered, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.
At this moment, even if some people saw Tanchun's coquettish attitude, they just regarded it as a joke between brother and sister and did not think it was strange.
Jia Mu smiled and said: "As the old saying goes, brothers fight tigers. Father and son go into battle. Brother Heng, the third girl is a capable person and can help you. When Baoyu grows up, your brothers will be able to be like each other in both literature and martial arts.
At that time, Duke Hua was the same as Duke Xiaoguo."
When everyone heard this, many of their faces looked strange.
Sister Feng said with a smile: "My ancestors were right. Last time I saw those Yun brothers, Chang brothers, and Ling brothers in the clan, all of them were in the capital camp working for the generals. It is said that they were all arranged by Brother Heng.
It’s here.”
When Jia Mu heard this, her heart moved and she was a little surprised. She looked at Jia Heng and asked with a smile: "Is this what you said?
Sister Feng said with a smile: "A few of them are generals in the capital camp, and they are in charge of dozens of people. Originally, they had to go to the house to ask for alms during the New Year, but now they seem to be much more self-sufficient. They are also riding tall horses, and they are getting more and more advanced."
It’s over.”
The Ningrong Second Mansion of the Jia Clan will respond to family members who come to visit them to pray for autumn wind, or to ask for alms during the New Year and festivals.
For example, in the original work, Jia Zhen received Wu Jinxiao's donation and gave some things to the children of the clan. When Jia Qin came to receive them, Jia Zhen said a few words.
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup on the side, met Jia Mu's "expected" eyes, and said: "Originally, the young people in the eighth house of the clan were idle and had nothing to do. Now they are sent to the military camp. No matter what, there is finally a way out."
Yuanchun agreed: "My family is a family of military merit, and my descendants have received favors from the emperor. They should go to Beijing to serve the country."
Jia Mu smiled and nodded, saying: "Brother Heng is right, this is the right way to continue the clan and keep the lintel of the family home."
It's just that the mood is inevitably complicated. It seems that none of the direct branches are successful, but the common branches are gradually prospering.
In this era, it is politically correct to love the clan and educate the children.
Aunt Xue, who was listening to the side, also had a thoughtful look on her face. She looked at Jia Mu and said with a smile: "Old lady, people often say that a house that accumulates good deeds will always be happy. It's also the case that you have done good deeds all the time, and your descendants will be blessed."
Everyone in this generation has become successful."
Jia Mu smiled and said, "Brother Heng, the patriarch, has done a good job too."
In the past, the clan didn't think much about this matter. It is indeed very different from before.
Baochai listened to the discussion of the people in Tianxiang Tower, her jade face was gentle, and she remained silent. She just looked at the young man who was looking forward to the flight of God and lifting his weight as lightly as he could, with his moist almond eyes flashing.
In the Tianxiang Tower, Jia Mu and others were talking and listening to the play.
Jia Heng sat for a while and didn't stay much longer, so he went down to Tianxiang Tower and left without mentioning anything.
Everyone's joy had not dissipated, so Jia Mu ordered two more plays, and it was lively for a while. When she felt a little sleepier, she went back to Xifu to rest, surrounded by Sister Feng, Li Wan, Mrs. Wang, and Aunt Xue.
The night is as cool as water, with a gentle breeze blowing. A bright moon hangs in the sky, casting thousands of bright rays of light, covering the pavilions and pavilions covered with glazed tiles in the east and west with a layer of silver gauze.
As the Lantern Festival approaches, the pavilions, pavilions, corridors and flower walls of Rongning's second mansion have been lit one after another, and the whole mansion is enveloped in a festive atmosphere.
The small courtyard where Daiyu lived also started to get busy in the evening. The mother-in-law and the maidservants came in and out carrying cups, dishes and plates.
This small courtyard is not far from Rongqing Hall where Jia Mu lives, and it is very cheap to travel between the two sides.
Zicuckoo is standing in front of the table, placing chopsticks. Not far away, there is a young woman in her 20s, wearing a blue and white coat and a skirt, who is putting down steaming dishes with two women.
The young woman's black silk hair was tied up into an exquisite bun. She wore a blue scarf between her hair and was dressed in simple clothes. She had a pretty face without makeup, but her phoenix eyes looked narrow and long, and her temperament was cold.
She is exactly what Daiyu said, a cook who can cook all kinds of dishes.
The cook put down a small plate and glanced at the girl who was reading a book at her desk. Her eyebrows were as soft and sick as if she was sick. The phoenix eyes under her beautiful eyebrows also shone with a hint of surprise.
This Miss Lin's figure is as delicate as a willow tree, with tears in her eyes. When she is quiet, she is like a delicate flower shining in the water.
Daiyu was wearing a cross-collared long coat with a silver-red chrysanthemum pattern and a long vermilion skirt. She was sitting sideways in front of the desk, reading a book in her slender hands, with a beaded hairpin pinned to her bun.
Er Yanran, it is difficult to tell whether she has put on makeup.
The bright autumn eyes under the smokey eyebrows were sparkling with dew. They suddenly raised their eyes and stared at the candlelight.
I was thinking about the scene when I went to pick rabbits that day, and the man helped me pick out the bamboo thorns. Before I knew it, a lot of time had passed.
The so-called smoky eyebrows are based on the poem of Cao Xueqin's friend Guo Minzhi, "Looking at the wisps of smoky willows from a distance", it means the willow-leaf eyebrows that are curled and uncomfortable.
It is generally an artistic conception of "as light as willow smoke, as light as mist".
At this time, Zijuan put down the wine cup, looked back at Daiyu, who was in a daze, stepped forward, and said softly: "Girl, the dishes are all ready. I just asked Xue Yanyan to invite Uncle Heng."
Daiyu put down the book in her hand, turned to look at Zijuan, and said softly: "It's getting late at this time. Brother Heng should come over."
While the master and servant were talking, they heard clear voices coming from under the eaves of the courtyard.
Zijuan's face was filled with joy and she chuckled: "Girl, this is Uncle Heng here."
At this time, Jia Heng handed the lantern he brought with him to the incoming mother-in-law, and then followed the little girl Xue Yan to lift the curtain and enter the hall. The room was spacious and bright as day.
"Uncle Heng." Zijuan walked around the screen first, with a round face like a red apple, rosy blood and a bright smile.
Jia Heng nodded to Zicuckoo, with a gentle look on his face, and asked, "Where's my sister?"
At this time, a slender girl stepped behind the screen. Her starry eyes were bright and bright under her smoky eyebrows. She looked at the young man and chuckled: "Brother Heng is late. I was wondering where I was bound."
Stayed."
Jia Heng said: "I was so absorbed in reading in the study that I kept Sister Lin waiting for a long time."
At this time, the young cook, who was preparing dishes by herself and had not left for a while, raised her head slightly, a strange color appeared on her beautiful face, glanced at the tall young man, and her heart moved slightly.
Zijuan smiled and said: "Uncle Heng, please sit down quickly."
Then he looked at Daiyu and said softly: "Girl, please take your seat first. It's time to eat."
Jia Heng nodded, sat down, and asked, "What is Sister Lin busy with recently?"
Daiyu took the opportunity to sit down. At this moment, Lin Daodong, with a gentle and demure temperament, said softly: "I'm not busy with anything. I'm just looking for some old books to read to pass the time. Where's Brother Heng?"
Jia Heng said warmly: "I am busy celebrating the New Year and doing official business in the Yamen. My sister also saw me just now."
Daiyu nodded.
Jia Heng took the tea cup, took a sip, then looked at Daiyu and asked with concern: "Sister Lin, have you received any letters from your uncle recently?"
Dai Yuyu paused for a moment, looked at Jia Heng with a pair of bright autumn eyes, and said softly: "A letter came from a year ago, asking about the New Year. Is there any news from Yangzhou, Brother Heng?"
Jia Heng shook his head slightly and said: "These days are the New Year's Day, and the news flow is not smooth. Right now, I just wait and see what happens, and wait until the first lunar month comes to see what's going on in the south."
Daiyu glanced at Jia Heng with her starry eyes, then moved away and said with emotion: "I don't know what's going on with my father, but I want to go to Yangzhou and have a look. I also want to see Gusu."
She has not returned to Yangzhou or Suzhou for many years.
Jia Heng said: "If my sister wants to go, I can find someone to escort my sister back to her hometown when the weather gets warmer."
Hearing this, Daiyu looked expectantly and said, "Brother Heng will go with us then."
At the beginning, this was also the rumor that Jia Heng had revealed that he might go to Yangzhou with Daiyu.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "I can't say that. I am now in charge of the affairs of the Beijing camp. I am not allowed to leave the capital unless there is a special order."
When Daiyu heard this, her starry eyes turned gloomy again.
Zijuan took over the conversation at this time and said softly: "Girl, let's eat first. We can talk after dinner."
Daiyu also felt a little hungry at this time, so she had to suppress the sudden melancholy in her heart. She looked at Jia Heng with bright starry eyes like autumn water and said: "Brother Heng, let's eat. The cook has made two kinds of dishes. There are two kinds of dishes.
What about Huaiyang cuisine and Suzhou cuisine?”
Jia Heng nodded, cleaned his hands, sat close to the round table, picked up the chopsticks, looked up at Daiyu opposite, and said softly: "If my sister is in a hurry to return home to visit Uncle Lin, I can have someone escort her."
Daiyu sighed and said, "Father, he is in charge of salt affairs in the south. If I go alone, I might as well let him distract me from taking care of me. I'll just have to wait."
Jia Heng mused: "In fact, if everything goes as planned, Uncle Lin returns with great honors and may be able to stay in the capital as an official. Then my sister will no longer suffer the pain of separation."
If Lin Ruhai successfully revolutionized the salt industry in Yangzhou, he would most likely be transferred to the capital as an official.
Daiyu stared at the young man opposite and said with surprise in her tone: "Brother Heng, is this true? Didn't Brother Heng say before that when his father was rectifying the salt affairs in Yangzhou, he would be obstructed by some officials?"
Jia Heng looked calm and said slowly: "The situation is still unclear now, but rectifying the salt affairs is the general trend of the court. Even if there are twists and turns, it will be successful. At that time, Uncle Lin will be transferred back to Beijing no matter what."
Hearing this, Daiyu showed thoughts on her face and said softly: "I hope so."
Then, the two of them picked up their chopsticks and used the food.
Jia Heng called: "Sister."
After saying that, he picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks in a very natural manner, put it in the Daiyu bowl, and said: "You can eat more fish."
Seeing this, Daiyu's cheeks were slightly red, her eyebrows were lowered, and she said softly: "Thank you, Brother Heng."
Jia Heng warned: "Sister, eat more meat dishes from now on. You will see your arms are quite thin."
In the past, these words would probably offend Daiyu, but now...
When Daiyu heard this, she felt an unprecedented panic in her heart. She quickly glanced at her arm, raised her starry eyes, looked at the young man opposite, and said in an uncertain tone: "It's not that small."
Jia Heng looked at Dai Yu, who had a coquettish expression and a soft tone, and was lost for a moment. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Look at your sister Bao..."
While talking, I suddenly felt something was inappropriate and paused in silence.
Daiyu: "..."
He looked at Jia Heng with a pair of dewy eyes and said in a charming voice: "Brother Heng is joking about Sister Bao. I will tell her to go later."
Although she said this, Daiyu obviously would not tell Baochai about the small talk between the two.
But I can't help but think about it, Brother Heng actually... likes Sister Bao like that.
Jia Heng said softly: "I'm not making fun of her. Sister Lin is now at the age where she is growing taller. It is always good to eat more and grow taller. Sister Lin, you don't want to grow taller, right?"
In the original work of "The Red Mansion", Baoyu saw a section of Baochai's arm that looked like a snow lotus root, and secretly thought, if this arm grows on Sister Lin's body...it can be seen that Daiyu's arms are slender.
Listening to the young man's words, Daiyu's starry eyes flashed under her eyebrows, and she said softly and softly: "Then I will listen to Brother Heng."
After thinking about it, he carefully picked up a piece of crab meat, put it in Jia Heng's bowl, and said with a chuckle: "Brother Heng, you should also eat more."
Jia Heng said "hmm" and ate the food very naturally.
Seeing this scene, Daiyu bit her lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed.
It turns out that she mustered up the courage...
Unconsciously, time flew by and the two of them finished their meals and sat down to drink tea and talk.
Jia Heng chuckled and praised: "The food in Southern Province is indeed delicious."
Daiyu looked at the young man across from him with a happy expression and a bit of joy in her heart. She said softly: "Maybe I haven't tasted the dishes from my hometown for many years."
While the two were talking, Jia Heng suggested, "Sister, why don't you walk around in the courtyard to prevent food from accumulating?"
Daiyu heard this, thought for a moment, and agreed.
Zicuckoo smiled and said: "Girl, put on your big cloak and be careful not to catch cold."
The two of them talked and walked out of the courtyard, walking slowly along the corridor. The lanterns on the eaves of the corridor swayed in the wind.
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