Chapter 447 Jia She: I just wish I didn't regret it!
In the study room, Jia Heng put down the book in his hand and was about to stand up and walk towards the Rongqing Hall. After thinking about it, he turned to look at the slim girl wearing a crimson satin jacket and a blue satin vest.
"What's the matter, uncle?" Yuanyang felt something in his heart and asked curiously.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment, then his eyes fell on the face of the girl with an oval face, and asked: "How are you these days?"
He has also heard some rumors in the past few days. It seems that Yuanyang did not tell Jia Mu what he said, but chose to solve it himself.
Therefore, although Jia She knelt down in the ancestral hall, it did not cause as much fuss as in the original work.
As in the original work, Jia She was slapped in the face almost in front of all the young wives and girls of Jia's family, but the price paid was also very painful.
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At this moment, being looked at by the young man's thoughtful eyes, the mandarin duck's beautiful eyebrows were raised, and his duck egg face with a few sporadic freckles, a faint blush, was stroking the braid tied with a red rope in front of him, pretending not to be shy.
You know: "What is the uncle talking about?"
Jia Heng paused and said, "Actually, it's nothing."
mandarin duck:"……"
What is nothing?
Looking at the mandarin duck with a doubtful look on his face, Jia Heng came closer and suddenly took the girl's slender pussy in his hands.
Yuanyang is among the maids, with slim waist and shoulders, and a tall figure, so her palms are naturally slender. Although she has served Jia Mu for several years, she does not do rough work, so there are no calluses between her palms and fingers, and her skin is delicate
, holding it in my hand, it feels a little cool to the touch, perhaps because of the lack of clothing.
"Uncle Heng..." Feeling that his palm was held by a pair of gentle hands, Yuanyang's delicate body trembled slightly, and he gently raised his beautiful duck-egg face that had not been put on makeup, straightened the bridge of his nose, and left his lips unpainted.
Yanzhi looked at the young man blankly, but met a pair of warm and jade-like eyes.
Feeling panicked, she lowered her head, her white and greasy cheeks with a few freckles gradually turned as red as clouds, but she did not pull away her hand, letting the young man hold it.
"Xi Ren told me what happened the day before yesterday. I originally wanted to find the old lady in person, but I have listened to you to handle it in the past two days." Jia Heng looked at the shy and timid girl with downcast eyebrows and said softly:
"What did the old lady say?"
Yuanyang whispered: "Yeah... I didn't say anything."
Now that I was holding my hand, I didn't know what to say.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the wing.
Jia Heng nodded and said: "The old lady is in the Spring and Autumn Period. I heard that I can't live without you for a day. In the past two or three years, I might as well serve the old lady first. By the way, we have a long time to live. You
What do you think?"
If possible, he would cultivate a relationship with Yuanyang, and it would be a matter of course. Zhu Bajie would not be interested in eating ginseng fruit.
Come to think of it, Yuanyang had more of a favorable impression of him at this time, more admiration for him, and there was no such thing as an intimate relationship.
And he also somewhat likes the character of Golden Yuanyang.
Yuanyang Jinxinxiukou is known as the Golden Yuanyang. In the original work, she broke into the affair between Si Qi and Pan Youan, but she did not expose it. She can be said to be kind-hearted.
Therefore, later generations' interpretation that mandarin ducks stole Jia's mother's money, resulting in huge losses and committing suicide in shame and anger, is simply based on speculation and nonsense.
Hearing this, Yuanyang was filled with embarrassment. He turned his head, pursed his lips, and said softly, "Hmm."
She didn't want to leave the old lady and come to Dongfu, but... was this a promise?
Jia Heng thought for a while and said softly: "If you have any questions, you can come to me in the future. You don't have to ask Xiren to come over and send a message."
Yuanyang didn't know what he was feeling, so he softly said "Hmm".
Jia Heng let go of Yuanyang's hand and said warmly: "It's the late spring cold at this time. I'll wear thicker clothes next time. My hands are a little cold. It's been warm for a while, but it's not hot yet... Okay, let's go."
Yuanyang blushed, and her hands were a little cold?
Co-writing is just to warm your own hands?
Without saying another word, Jia Heng took an oil-paper umbrella and walked with Yuanyang along the Chaoshou corridor and out of Ningguo Mansion.
Yuanyang was walking half a foot behind, and the beautiful girl peeked at the young man in python suit beside her from time to time. Seeing that his face was calm, his eyes under the eyebrows were looking ahead, and he couldn't guess what he was thinking for a moment.
It is spring with a sharp cold, slanting wind and light rain, and a thick layer of clouds in the sky. There is a bit of fresh air after the rain lingering in the courtyard, making people suddenly feel that their muscles and bones are damp and cold, and their minds are clear.
In Rongguo Mansion, because the weather was gloomy and the light was dim, candles were lit in the Rongqing Hall, which was as bright as day, and the figures looked longingly.
Jia Mu is sitting on the Arhat bed, with Amber, Jade and other maids behind her standing with their hands down. Mrs. Wang, Aunt Xue and Li Wan are sitting at the bottom to accompany them and talk. Chai Dai, Yuanchun, Yingchun, Tanchun and Xiangyun are sitting on the embroidered pier.
Sitting in rows, the hall is full of pearls and greenery, surrounded by fragrance, wearing hairpin skirts and coats, and beautiful eyes, but the atmosphere is as low and depressing as the weather outside.
Because Baoyu's injuries from the beating had just formed scars in the past few days, Yuanchun was worried, so he came back yesterday and stayed in the house to take care of him.
As for Sister Feng, she was no longer waiting in front of Jia Mu, but she was quite angry because of what happened to Jia Lian the day before yesterday, especially yesterday when Bao's second daughter-in-law went back and felt ashamed and hanged herself.
It was so refreshing that Jia Mu let him rest for a few more days.
On a nanmu armchair at the bottom, Jia Zheng was dressed in a fifth-grade official robe and a black gauze hat, sitting upright. He had clearly just come from the government office of the Ministry of Industry.
But at this moment, his face was slumped and his eyes were lifeless. On the small table beside him, there was a blue and white Xiangyun porcelain glazed bowl and teacup, steam rising from it.
Mother Jia's old face was full of concern and she asked: "Did the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate go to the Ministry of Works?"
Jia Zheng shook his head and sighed: "I went there yesterday, but the two ministers and Wang Langzhong from the Du Shui Supervisor all agreed. Zhang Yushi from the Du Procuratorate just asked what happened and said
After receiving the transcript, I didn’t say anything more. Today, the two adults asked me to come back and rest, saying that it would hinder the success of the yamen examination and delay the Beijing inspection plan. I will wait until the yamen inspection is completed before I go to the yamen."
Because Pan and Lu, the assistant ministers of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, and Jia Zheng's immediate superior spoke in the same tone, even if the Metropolitan Procuratorate sent people to verify, they could not find anything out. They just made a routine inquiry and returned home.
As soon as these words came out, Jia Mu's face changed slightly, she was worried, and she sighed and said, "What can we do?"
What should I do if I am just sitting at home with a good official in front of me?
Mrs. Wang's face didn't look good either, and she felt uneasy.
"Otherwise, I will go to the palace to beg the two empresses." Jia Mu was anxious, thought for a while, and said.
When Jia Zheng came to work as an official in the Ministry of Industry as a Bai Ding, it was because the Emperor was sympathetic to his meritorious service and gave him the grace to Jia Daishan when he was writing his final manuscript before his death.
Therefore, almost subconsciously, Jia Mu wanted to go to the palace to ask for grace again.
Jia Zheng sighed, feeling guilty in his heart, and said: "Mother, Beijing and Chaoyang are important affairs of the court. Nowadays, the government and the public are paying attention. How can my son tolerate his mother going to the palace to pursue his son's official career and fame?"
Jia's mother was very old and had gray hair. She went to the palace to "run an official position" for Jia Zheng at the expense of her face.
Jia Mu said anxiously: "What are you talking about now? I don't expect you to become a general or a prime minister. I only hope to be a fifth- or sixth-rank official. But it's so difficult. I will go to the palace tomorrow to see the two empresses."
Jia Zheng said quickly: "Mom, don't tell me whether it will cause an uproar. Even if my son is still working as an official in the Ministry of Industry, he will not be able to sit with his colleagues."
If everyone goes to the harem to seek connections with the queen or queen mother, then the grand plan of the imperial police will not go forward, and the harem will be suspected of interfering in politics, which will arouse the resentment of the emperor and courtiers.
Although Jia Zheng was not familiar with common affairs, he still had some political sensitivity.
Yuanchun's beautiful face was also covered with a layer of worry, and she advised: "The Imperial Court is responsible for promoting and deposing officials. Now the whole city of the sacred capital is concerned about this matter. If our ancestors go to the palace, I am afraid of attracting criticism." Give me some pointers.”
As usual, the first move in the sixth year of the Beijing-Chapel period is actually an opportunity for local officials to be promoted twice, and to be promoted on a large scale.
Mrs. Wang frowned, feeling upset. She raised her eyes to look at Jia Mu and said, "Old lady, didn't Heng brother say the day before yesterday that as long as I defend myself to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, everything will be fine? But... now... It didn’t work, but I don’t know what Brother Heng is suggesting?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts moved slightly, and they looked at Mrs. Wang with complicated eyes.
Mother Jia's expression changed, she raised her eyes to look at the door behind the screen, and said, "We'll make a plan after Brother Heng comes over soon."
A few days ago, Jia Heng gave Jia Zheng an idea to defend himself to Chen Shu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, without explaining the reason in detail. Now that Jia Mu saw that it didn't work, she had no doubts or disappointment in her heart, which was not in line with human behavior. Common sense.
As for Mrs. Wang, she already had some secret complaints.
Tan Chun, who was sitting on the embroidered pier on the side, naturally understood what it meant. He turned to look at Daiyu with gloomy eyebrows and sighed in his heart.
Daiyu felt something in her heart, and she exchanged glances with Tanchun, almost tacitly understanding.
Baochai, who was beside Aunt Xue, glanced at Mrs. Wang with her apricot eyes, then turned to look behind the screen. She was only thinking about it the day before yesterday...but she forgot to ask about this.
Jia Zheng frowned and said, "Mother, Zi Yu may have other plans, we don't know."
Jia Heng's comfort the day before yesterday had some effect after all. Although Jia Zheng was still feeling depressed, he could still wait patiently for a turn of events.
While everyone was waiting for Jia Heng, Lin Zhixiao's family entered the hall and said happily: "Old lady, sir, uncle Heng is here."
When everyone heard this, they felt happy and looked at each other.
Jia Heng came in with Yuanyang at this time, bowed to Jia Mu, then looked at Jia Zheng, said something, and sat down.
Mother Jia hurriedly said: "Brother Heng, Baoyu and I have submitted a self-defense statement to the Metropolitan Procuratorate..."
Before Jia's mother could finish recounting the story, Jia Heng said: "I think it was a routine interrogation by the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The two ministers from the Ministry of Works and the Du Shui Supervisor both said that they had not wronged the master, so the censor was prevaricated and sent back.
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When Jia Zheng heard this, he was surprised and said: "Zi Yu? This...how do you know?"
"This matter is not difficult to guess." Jia Heng picked up the tea cup, looked at Jia Zheng, and said, "I will write a memorial next."
"Write a memorial?" Jia Zhengning frowned, puzzled.
Jia Heng said: "This time it is not self-examination, but impeachment. It means that the two ministers of the Ministry of Industry have controlled the Ministry of Industry for many years, cultivated party members, and rejected dissidents. I do not want to be in cahoots with them. In short, I will submit my self-examination to
General Affairs Department.”
Jia Zheng hesitated and said: "Will this be useful?"
It's funny to say that Jia Zheng has been an official for more than ten years and has always been "kind to others" and has never impeached anyone.
Jia Heng shook his head and said: "Nowadays, the self-defense memorial is delivered to the General Secretary like snowflakes. Even if I write the memorial, it is difficult for the Holy Father to see it."
Jia's mother listened quietly to the conversation between the two. After hearing the words, she asked in confusion: "Brother Heng, why do you still submit the memorial when you know it is useless?"
Jia Zheng was also quite puzzled.
Mrs. Wang frowned, feeling that her brain was not full for a moment. She subconsciously looked at Tanchun aside, only to see Tanchun...
Zheng Zi was looking at the young man unwaveringly, with a focused look on his face, and suddenly he felt extremely bored.
I went to see my eldest daughter again, and it was quite good. Now her beautiful eyebrows were narrowed, and her plump and white jade face seemed to be showing hard thoughts.
Baochai twisted her beautiful eyebrows, her dewy apricot eyes sparkled, and she had a vague understanding.
Jia Heng whispered: "It is useless now, but it may not be useful in the future."
At this moment, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but said: "Brother Heng, I have been asked by the Ministry of Works to wait at home. I don't have to ask questions in the government hall. I am almost free at home."
Meaning, you are about to be dismissed from office, why are you still playing your big game?
Jia Heng glanced at Mrs. Wang and said nothing.
Jia Mu frowned and said quickly: "Baoyu's mother, their men have their own plans for external matters."
Mrs. Wang's breathing was stagnant and her face was gloomy, as if she had eaten a fly.
Can't she even ask now?
Jia Zheng composed himself and said softly: "Zi Yu, Doctor Qin is also under investigation now."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "I know about this. I sent a letter yesterday asking my father-in-law to write a memorial. Since the Ministry of Industry has given me a holiday, I just need to recuperate at home first. I am not busy going to the Yamen."
Sit in the Yamen."
It's not that he has to keep it secret. If the matter is not kept secret, it will cause harm.
Hearing this, Jia Zheng opened his mouth and sighed: "That's it, that's all, let's rest at home for a few days."
Jia Mu sighed and said, "I am busy at the Yamen every day, so this time I can take the opportunity to recuperate."
At this moment, a woman came in and reported: "Old lady, the eldest gentleman and the eldest lady are here."
Jia's mother was in a bad mood. When she heard this, she said angrily: "If you two don't take a good rest in the house, what are you doing here?"
In fact, this also reflects some of Jia's mother's mentality, and she is tired of Jia She.
The woman said: "The eldest master heard about the second master and came over to take a look."
After a while, Jia She and Mrs. Xing led the maid and mother-in-law into the hall. The couple first bowed politely to Jia's mother and called: "Mother."
Jia Mu's face was indifferent and she responded in a nonchalant manner.
Jia She didn't care. He glanced at Jia Heng and Jia Zheng and asked, "I just heard from the boy that my second brother was sent home by some adults from the Ministry of Works. Is this possible?"
Jia Mu frowned and said, "You have been very well-informed recently. Who told you this?"
Jia She said: "Mother, I am interacting with some officials outside and paying attention to this matter. What's more, I said the day before yesterday that my second brother went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to find the censor. What can he do? Now there are many yamen in the capital, and the officials write
Examinations, colleagues filling out interview registers, criticisms and accusations, one after another, it is of no use if I go there, I am just being prevaricated and come back."
Jia Mu frowned and looked at Jia She. She had to say that her eldest son was really surprised.
Jia She said slowly: "I went to the Prince of Beijing's house to have a drink yesterday, and I mentioned this matter. I thought that I might as well ask the Prince of Beijing to write a memorial to the emperor and submit it to the palace. I just asked Desheng to open the Internet.
The second brother's official position will be saved."
When Jia Mu heard this, her expression paused and she asked: "Prince Beijing, can he help write the memorial?"
"The Prince of Beijing is an old relative of ours, and he is on duty in the military. If I can vouch for my second brother, I can keep my official position." Jia She nodded, glanced at Jia Heng coldly, and said sarcastically: "Since I am a member of the family
If I’m not willing to vouch for my second brother, then I’ll have to find someone else.”
When Mrs. Wang heard Jia She's words, her eyes lit up. Yes, it would definitely be feasible to seek a memorial from Prince Beijing.
The expression on Jia Mu's face was a little gentler, or in other words, compared to Jia She's "resignation talk" yesterday, at this moment Jia She was at least making up her mind.
At this time, Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "The King of Beijing is the Minister of Military and Aircraft. Civil and military affairs are divided. Military and military aircraft do not intervene in government affairs, and they may not have much say in this matter."
Jia She sneered and said: "There is no need to pour cold water on it. If Prince Jing in the North can't succeed, then there is the old Prince in Nan'an. These are my old relatives in the Jia family. If they can be recommended by Shang Shu, they will definitely keep their official positions. It is better than someone who is now a red star in front of the emperor."
People, the holy family is solemn, but they cherish feathers, and in the end they don’t even go to the palace to plead for mercy!”
Jia Heng said: "This is under the leadership of the two ministers of the Ministry of Industry. Military aircraft do not intervene in government affairs. I don't know how Prince Beijing can plead with the Holy One."
"It's better than doing nothing." Jia She didn't know that it was of limited use, but at this moment it was going to damage Jia Heng's prestige in both houses.
Jia Heng glanced at Jia She, ignored him, looked at Jia Zheng, and said with stern eyes: "Second Master, a small impatience will mess up a big plan. Second Master, you can think about it yourself."
If King Beijing begged Jia Zheng for mercy, Emperor Chongping would definitely ask for his opinion in the end. At that time, he would have wasted an opportunity to make the final decision and speak for Jia Zheng's promotion.
However, it still depends on Jia Zheng himself. If it is too difficult to cultivate, it will be difficult for him to handle it.
Jia Zheng's heart was shocked. As he read Jia Heng's words, his mind turned and he already had an inclination. He said in a deep voice: "The capital will investigate the big plan. The court has its own arbitral decision. If you provide guarantee like this, I'm afraid I will owe you a lot of favors."
"My second brother's words are wrong." Jia She said in a deep voice: "My second brother's work in the Ministry of Industry has been conscientious and has never neglected anything. Now he is being squeezed out by these people for no reason. As long as he is recommended by the important ministers of the imperial court, he will be safe and sound."
Mrs. Wang whispered: "Old lady, there's nothing wrong with giving it a try."
When Jia Mu heard this, she felt a little moved in her heart, but she just looked at Jia Heng aside.
Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "The Holy Spirit has a strong intention to refresh the government this time. If he makes this opening, I am afraid that it will be true. Once everyone follows suit, the new policy will be frustrated. Therefore, I think that even if the Holy Spirit wants to give grace, he will not
Issuing a special order because of the so-called guarantee will only be judged and corrected after the fact, otherwise the plan of Beijing and the police will be unsustainable!"
Given the emperor's temperament, since he has entrusted the ministries and offices with full power, it is unlikely that he will intervene hastily. Otherwise, it will be difficult to lure the snake out of the hole and improve the effectiveness of the official administration.
Jia Zheng whispered: "Mother, please listen to Ziyu in advance."
When Jia Mu heard this, her expression changed and she sighed, "Let's do this for now."
After all, the impression that Jia She was unreliable had occupied her mind for a long time, and Jia Mu was leaning towards Jia Heng at this moment.
Seeing this, Jia She felt cold and said calmly: "Since mother and second brother listen to Brother Heng in everything, I have nothing to say. I just hope I don't regret it."
He wants to see what he will have to say after he is dismissed from office!