Chapter 448 Xing Xiuyan: I'm afraid it's the uncle Heng from the Dongfu
Rongqing Hall
Just as he fell into a brief silence because of Jia She's words, suddenly a woman came from outside, entered the hall, and said to Mrs.
Already."
When Mrs. Xing heard this, she asked in surprise: "Where are you now?"
Mr. and Mrs. Xing Zhong are Mrs. Xing’s brothers and sister-in-law.
The woman said: "Go back to Madam, we have arrived at Ningrong Street in a carriage."
Jia Mu, who was talking, frowned, changed the subject, and asked: "Since we are relatives, we should come over to meet you. Yuanyang ordered the kitchen to prepare the food."
Jia Zheng stood up and said, "Mother, I'm going back first."
Jia Heng also got up and said softly: "Old lady, I'm going to see you off."
We also need to have a good discussion with Jia Zheng, so as not to have to do things on our own.
Jia Mu called out: "Brother Heng, don't forget to have dinner with us later."
Jia Heng nodded and left the Rongqing Hall with everyone looking at him.
In addition, Jia She did not stay any longer and told Mrs.
He has said what he should say and is just waiting for the results. There is no use in staying any longer.
For a moment, several men in the Rongqing Hall left, leaving only a group of female family members discussing.
Yuanchun advised softly: "Since Brother Heng has already made his decision, my ancestors should not worry."
Aunt Xue advised from the side: "They are habitual officials outside. When they have some opinions, we are worried about them. If we don't say anything, they won't be able to help, and they will easily cause trouble."
Mother Jia nodded, glanced at the lost Mrs. Wang, and said: "What I mean is that we can only let Brother Heng take care of it first."
But on the other side, Jia Heng and Jia Zheng left the Rongqing Hall and walked along the Chaoshou Verandah. It was around noon, and there was a light rain in the sky. It seemed to be getting more intense, and the hazy misty rain was clinging to the courtyard.
Jia Heng and Jia Zheng gathered around a small table and sat down again. The servants served tea and slowly withdrew.
Looking at the frowning Jia Zheng, Jia Heng said: "Master, do you still remember what I said in Huifang Garden?"
When Jia Zheng heard this, he looked dazed and said, "Zi Yu."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Master, wait patiently. After this month, I will have my own thoughts."
King Zhongshun has now begun to concentrate all his energy on investigating Jia She's smuggling case, and he is bound to relax the palace. When evidence is obtained, he can counterattack.
But before that, let King Zhongshun kill Jia She first.
"Could it be that everything today was just as Ziyu expected?" Jia Zheng's expression changed as he suddenly realized.
Jia Heng neither admitted nor denied, but said with relief: "Master, you might as well wait for the news quietly."
Jia Zheng nodded, feeling completely at peace.
But on the other side, the carriage that Xing Zhong and his wife were riding in was parked at the intersection of Ningrong Street.
In the carriage carriage, a young girl wearing a half-new red coat and a starched white plain undershirt suddenly sat.
The girl has a beautiful appearance, bright eyes and white teeth, with bangs combed on her smooth jade forehead. Although her cheeks are not powdered, her skin is white and greasy, with peaches and plums, and there is a calm and aura between her eyebrows.
The clothes are even more simple, the headdress only has a few red ropes, and only half of a faded folded plum blossom on the skirt is a faint testimony that the girl is in her most beautiful and beautiful age.
He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was concentrating with his eyes closed.
Xing Zhong's wife, Fan, in Jingchai's sarong, an old lady, called out in a low voice: "Xiuyan."
Xing Xiuyan opened her eyes, looked at her mother with crystal clear eyes, and called out in a soft and gentle voice, like jade and stone, "Mother."
Mrs. Fan took her daughter's little hand, her eyes were kind and soft, and warned: "Your aunt's family is different. The Jia family is a double-governed family. It has a large population and strict rules. When you meet the elders later, remember to call someone.
Your mouth is also a bit sweeter. When you meet sisters of the same age, you must not be frivolous, and when you meet some decent women, it is not easy to offend them, remember?"
A serious look appeared on Xing Xiuyan's plain and elegant cheeks. She nodded her head and said, "Mother, I remember."
After a while, the rumble of the carriage suddenly stopped, and Xing Zhong, who was driving the carriage outside, said: "Get off the car, someone will pick you up."
Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "Let's go down there, mom and dad."
With that said, holding Xing Xiuyan's hand, the mother and daughter got out of the carriage. At this moment, the sky was gray, and there were already falling strands of rain, which were as moist as crisp and moist and cold to the bone.
After all, the mother and daughter were wearing thinner clothes, and they couldn't help shivering. There was a rough lady holding an umbrella beside them.
Fan and Xing Xiuyan quickly thanked them.
"The old lady said that the Xing family's wife and the girl arrived first, and the eldest lady is in Rongqing Hall." At this time, two women outside called in a low voice.
Mrs. Fan looked at the lady wearing silk and satin, and her heart was filled with laughter.
This Jia family is truly worthy of being a prince's family. Even an ordinary servant is well-dressed and dignified.
Xing Xiuyan raised her eyes and glanced at the woman holding the umbrella, but did not dwell too much on her body. Under her thin eyebrows, which were as pale as willow leaves, her clear eyes were slightly raised to stare, and she saw a red eaves under the cloudy sky.
The gatehouse with carved beams and painted beams stands quietly. The roof ridges and eaves tiles are probably soaked in rainwater, so they are wet and translucent, adding a third of a dark blue color.
Looking down, there are several gold characters inscribed under the plaque, "Edict to build Rongguo Mansion", which are solemn, powerful and shining.
The vermilion-painted door is tightly closed, the copper nails are brightly painted with gold, and the beams and pillars are guarded by servants wearing shorts and felt hats. The blue stones have long been wet with stagnant water, spotless, and moss-free.
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"Xiuyan." Mrs. Fan gently pulled her daughter's cold little hand and brought her thoughts back.
At that time, Mrs. Xing, surrounded by several wives, stood on the eaves in front of the corner door. Seeing Xing Zhong, she smiled and greeted: "Brother, you have been working hard on the saddle and horse all the way. It's cold outside. Come in quickly."
yes."
In fact, Mrs. Xing was not too happy to see Mrs.
Xing Zhong is a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, wearing a light blue cotton shirt, with slightly gray hair, and a tall figure. At Mrs. Xing's invitation, he entered Rongguo Mansion through the corner door and was led to the front hall.
Xing Zhong smiled and asked: "Sister, how have you been these past few years?"
Mrs.
Hearing this, Xing Zhong smiled and said, "I wonder where my brother-in-law is now?"
After all, he is the brother of his wife, Mrs.
"We are now in the Black Throttle Courtyard. Let Wang Shanbao's family guide you there later." Mrs.
At this time, he immediately looked at his sister-in-law Fan, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, the old lady just said that my sister-in-law and Xiuyan are going to Rongqing Hall to meet."
Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "I have long wanted to meet this kind-hearted lady. This is our blessing."
Mrs. Xing nodded, looked at Xing Xiuyan, looked at the girl, smiled and sighed: "Xiuyan has grown so big in a blink of an eye."
Xing Xiuyan called "aunt" politely, seeming a bit timid.
"Stop standing, sit down." Mrs.
Son, girls of their own age can also have something to say."
While several people were talking, Fan and his daughter Xiuyan left looking at Rongqing Hall.
Rongqingtang
Xing Xiuyan and Mrs. Fan followed Mrs.
Across the screen, Jia Mu was talking to several people in the group.
Mrs. Wang took the initiative to start the conversation and said to Aunt Xue who was sitting next to her: "A while ago, my brother said the day before yesterday that Zi'er has already been selected."
When Aunt Xue heard this, she felt a little unhappy, but she didn't show it on her face. She smiled and said, "That's a good thing."
Jia Mu was talking to Daiyu about having a baby. When she heard this, her heart moved slightly and she glanced at Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Wang said with complicated thoughts: "I heard that the princess is the daughter of the prince of Nan'an. Zi'er has to be a talented person first."
"That is also a great happy event." Aunt Xue smiled and said.
However, only he knew how bitter this smile was. He couldn't help but glance at his daughter, and saw that she was talking to Tanchun and Xiangyun, but she didn't know if she heard her.
Mrs. Wang has mixed feelings in her heart. Her eldest daughter...
Then he turned his eyes to look at his own daughter, who had a beautiful face and a dignified Shuning. He felt a certain uncontrollable pity and resentment that could not be resolved.
At this time, Jia Mu suddenly called out loudly: "Yuanyang, are you still not well yet? Everyone is hungry here."
Shi Xiangyun smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm so hungry that stars are popping up in my eyes."
"Hey, old lady, you're almost ready." Yuanyang responded through the screen, her voice much cheerfuler than before.
Jia Mu took Daiyu's hand and said with a smile: "Yu'er, your baby will be next month."
Daiyu smiled softly and said, "Just live how the old lady said."
He took a look at the young girl with smooth muscles and bones, elegant manners, who looked like a snowdrift.
While we were chatting away, suddenly the mother-in-law from outside came into the hall and said, "Old lady, the eldest lady has brought Mrs. Xing's wife and the girl over."
Not long after, Fan and Xing Xiuyan, led by Mrs. Xing, entered the Rongqing Hall and greeted Jia Mu.
Jia Mu was originally polite, but at the same time she saw the foreign guests to make fun and relieve her depression. Then she saw Mrs. Fan and nodded, then looked at Xing Xiuyan and said with a smile: "Whose girl is this? She looks like this."
Provocative?"
Jia's mother has always liked girls with good colors. This time when she saw the slim and graceful Xing Xiuyan, her eyes lit up.
Xing Xiuyan approached and quickly saluted Jia Mu.
Yuan Chun on the side helped the girl up, took Xing Xiuyan's hand, and said with a gentle smile: "It's sister Xiuyan."
At this moment, Daiyu, Baochai, Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xiangyun all looked at the girl. It has to be said that in terms of size, Xing Xiuyan is the most graceful among them all, and she has a dusty, elegant aura about her body.
, which makes her stand out in an environment filled with rich makeup, pink fragrance, and overflowing wealth, and all the golden hairpins are secretly amazed.
Daiyu stood up and looked at the girl, her starry eyes a little surprised.
Several young girls are all of a lively nature. After passing by their ages, they got together and became familiar with each other in a short time.
Xiangyun's round face as red as an apple showed a bright smile, and he said: "Sister's conversation is elegant and unconventional. She really has a temperament like a wandering cloud and a wild crane. I wonder what books you usually read on weekdays?"
"Sister Yun, I read some miscellaneous books, including travel notes of previous generations, storybooks, and some Buddhist scriptures." Xing Xiuyan also liked Xiangyun's charming and innocent temperament, smiled, and said softly.
Daiyu frowned and said softly: "Buddhist scripture? In the east courtyard of Brother Heng, there is a female cultivator who practices in the secular world, living with her fourth sister."
When Xing Xiuyan heard this, he was surprised and had a vague premonition.
Baochai's face became more and more smiley, and he explained: "This master, whose Dharma name is Miaoyu, used to practice in Muni Monastery. His master passed away a few years ago. My wife loves her for her exquisite Dharma.
So I invited you to come to the mansion, and the old lady also liked her to deal with it."
Some time ago, she often went to Dongfu and heard about Master Miaoyu.
"Such a coincidence, we are actually old friends?" Xing Xiuyan looked slightly surprised and murmured in a low voice.
"Why, does sister know Miaoyu?" Tan Chun looked at the girl who was a little taller than him with her bright and charming eyes, wondering why she was so tall, and asked.
A look of memory appeared on Xing Xiuyan's quiet and jade face, and she whispered softly: "She used to practice outside Panxiang Temple in Suzhou, and I lived next to her. To be honest, she taught me how to read! It's almost half of it.
I don’t want to meet again here because of the friendship between teachers, maybe this is the fate.”
In front of everyone, Xing Xiuyan would not comment on Miaoyu as a person, he would just talk about how he got to know her and express his feelings.
Xiangyun giggled and said: "Sister Lin, this is what is often said in dramas. We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but if we are not destined to meet each other, we will never meet again."
Daiyu smiled and said, "I read a lot of miscellaneous books on weekdays."
Mother Jia, who had silver hair, was talking to Aunt Xue beside her. She only occasionally looked at the chatting of several little girls with a kind smile and stroked her emerald ring.
Aunt Xue asked: "Girl Feng, you feel quite refreshed."
The smile on Jia Mu's face faded a little, and she said: "She also has a strong temper. Brother Lian has a stubborn temper again, and the couple is now at a standstill."
Aunt Xue also sighed.
A few people chatted for a while, and then Yuanyang came over and said it was time to have dinner.
Jia Mu called out: "Yuanyang, go call Brother Heng and the second master to come over and have dinner with us."
After a while, a woman said: "Old lady, the uncle is having dinner with the second master in the front yard, but he can't come over."
Mother Jia thought for a while and felt that it would be appropriate for Jia Heng to accompany Jia Zheng in the front yard. She smiled and said, "Their men are dining out, maybe with warm wine, so I won't call him."
Fan smiled and asked curiously: "Old lady, is that Uncle Heng?"
Jia Mu nodded and said, "Isn't it true? Have you heard of it in the south?"
"I've heard about the exchange of letters." Mrs. Fan responded with a smile, not wanting to talk in depth.
Mrs. Xing's face looked a little unnatural.
Xing Xiuyan raised her eyes and glanced at her mother, thinking about "Uncle Heng". After a while, she started talking to Baochai beside her again.
Afterwards, Jia Mu held a banquet for lunch. After everyone had eaten, they sat down and drank tea and talked.
Jia's mother said: "When your niece goes back, she doesn't have any girls of the same age to play with. She looks very lonely. Why not live here with the second girl first? They are sisters of the same age, so it will be easier for them to talk to each other."
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In fact, Jia's mother liked girls with good colors. Later, Xue Baoqin even gave Baoqin a cloak that she had treasured for a long time.
This kind of psychology can be called "grandmother's youth nostalgia". In the twilight years, the lost youth can be found in the smiling faces.
Of course, the more lively and festive the better, preferably pistachios, such as Baoqin and Xiangyun.
The older ones, such as Aunt Xue, are cheerful and cute, while Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang are strict and upright, and actually do not please Jia Mu very much.
The older one is...Grandma Liu.
Mrs.
Mrs. Fan listened on the side, and she was even more happy. She smiled and said: "The old lady is so happy with Xiuyan, she is really lucky."
Not to mention that Madam Xing led Xing Xiuyan, the Fan family and others left Rongqing Hall.
The conversation was divided into two parts. Jia Heng and Jia Zheng were in the study, where they had wine and food to talk. It turned out that Jia Zheng's disciples Qingke Xianggong, Cheng Rixing, Zhan Guang, Shan Pinren, Bu Guxiu and others accompanied them, and they tried their best to please them.
Those who could do anything were rejected by Jia Heng, leaving only two people in the study.
Jia Zheng had eaten a lot of wine and his cheeks were red, "Zi Yu, I have been an official for more than ten years. I was a Yuan Wai Lang at first, and I am still a Yuan Wai Lang now. If I had known this, I might have been able to achieve something better than if I had started my own business.
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Jia Heng said: "The second master is conscientious and can be regarded as diligent. But in the officialdom, one is to be a person and the other is to do things. If you are not good at communication, you will be able to master the common affairs and make progress, because no matter how many people are busy with work, the yamen will always need people to do things."
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In fact, general affairs are just that, the main thing is that with more experience, you can also make progress with the talents of others.
Compared with Qin Ye, he can be called diligent. He almost relied on hard work to get into the position of doctor with no background, which in later generations would be the director of a certain department.
Jia Zheng is a bit idle and has no knowledge of general affairs. If he becomes an official again, he will need to find good staff, otherwise he will be fooled and deceived, which will easily lead to problems.
Of course, with him here, who can deceive the family members of the official of Jinyi Mansion?
After Jia She was overthrown, Jia Zheng was the memorial arch built by him.
Otherwise, Jia Mu will be really anxious and it won't be nice to tell anyone.
The rise of the common branch, the seizing of titles by the direct descendants, the discussion of death and the dismissal of officials, he is the only one who stands out... The picture is so beautiful that it is almost impossible to watch.
Jia Zheng may not be very capable, but he is honest and responsible. This is his advantage and he will always have a suitable position.
Jia Zheng sighed.
Jia Heng said: "Second Master, there is no need to be depressed. Just wait for the opportunity."
To put it bluntly, it would be easy to arrange an official position for Jia Zheng, but Jia Zheng would not lose face when working under his own hands.
Jia Zheng nodded in agreement.
Not long after, Jia Heng saw that Jia Zheng was already drunk, so he called the boy and helped Jia Zheng back to rest.
Jia Heng left the study and walked along the corridor towards Ning Mansion. After all, he drank wine and felt a little drunk when the cold wind blew.
The young man came forward and said, "Uncle, how about I help you go back?"
"It's okay." Jia Heng waved his hand, calmed down, and walked along the corridor towards the East Mansion, not at all drunk.
It happened to be a coincidence. After leaving the study, I walked slowly along the corridor to the Moon Gate. As soon as I left the Moon Gate, I suddenly saw a girl running straight towards me.
Jia Heng hurriedly dodged to the side, which startled the girl. She said "Ouch" and staggered.
Jia Heng, who was on the other side of the car, had no choice but to stretch out his hand to support the person's arm and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"
Xing Xiuyan softly said "Hmm", straightened her figure, raised her eyes and looked at the boy in the python suit opposite. Their eyes met, and she felt a pair of clear eyes cast towards her. She quickly turned her head and whispered: "I
It’s okay.”
Jia Heng nodded in greeting, loosened the girl's sleeves, and said nothing.
I can guess who it is.
"Xiuyan." Sure enough, I heard a call.
It was clearly Mrs. Fan who was walking in front. She quickly looked back. Mrs.
Jia Heng turned to look at Mrs. Xing and said with an indifferent expression: "It turns out to be the eldest lady."
Mrs. Xing took a look at the young man, and saw that she was frightened at first. She didn't say anything, but it was inappropriate after all, so she had to smile and asked: "Brother Heng, are you coming from the second master's study?"
Jia Heng said: "I had lunch with the second master. Where are you going, madam?"
At this time, Xing Xiuyan was also behind Fan, and she had time to look at the young man opposite. She saw that the young man was wearing a black and red cross-collar python suit, a mountain-shaped wingless crown on his head, a black cloak, and a waist.
There is a sword hanging, the eyebrows are sharply carved, and the eyes are calm.
Perhaps due to drinking, his cold, sharp face, as straight as a mountain, was slightly flushed, which made the frosty look on his face dissipate a lot.
Xing Xiuyan thought about it and guessed who it was.