Chapter 605 Jia Heng: Cut the candle and talk to the west window with my sister again
Rongguo Mansion
In the courtyard where Yuanchun and Tanchun were, Ping'er was reading letters. When he entered the courtyard, he happened to see Yuanchun's maid, Xiren, hanging clothes to dry.
"Where's the eldest lady? Uncle Heng's letter." Ping'er said with a smile.
The attacker put down the clothes in his hand, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his temples. He smiled softly on his beautiful face and said softly: "The eldest lady has gone to the princess's mansion. I'm afraid I have to send a boy to see her there."
In order to deceive others, both letters were written to Yuanchun, but one of them was written to the eldest princess of Jinyang. Ping'er nodded, picked up one of the letters, and asked with a smile: "What about the third girl? This
This letter is written by Uncle Heng to the third girl."
Jia Heng thought over and over again and finally did not put the letter to Xiangyun together with Tan Chun. He also wrote another letter to Tan Chun. The correspondence between brothers and sisters was nothing.
"You're still in the room now, please wait a moment, I'll call you." Xiren smiled, but just as he was about to take off his legs, he suddenly saw a man wearing an emerald-colored waistcoat with a comb on his hair walking through the moon door hole hanging with vines.
The two girls in buns are Tanchun's maids serving the book.
Ping'er walked a few steps quickly, handed the letter over, and said with a smile: "Servant Shu, this is a letter sent by Uncle Heng from Henan, for your girl."
The servant was stunned for a moment, then said with surprise and joy: "Uncle Heng's letter? My girl is still practicing calligraphy, I will send it to her right away."
With that said, he took the envelope from Ping'er's hand and turned around to look for Tanchun.
Xiren came closer to Ping'er and looked around to see if there was no one around. He looked curious and lowered his voice and asked, "Sister Ping'er, how many letters have you written to Uncle Heng?"
The three giants, Ping Yuanxi and Yaerta, grew up together. When asked privately, it was not surprising.
Ping'er smiled and said: "Here in Dongfu, there are masters, old ladies, eldest girls, third girls, and Miss Lin. Well, why do you ask this?"
The strikingly beautiful Liu Ye raised her eyebrows and exclaimed, "There is no Sister Yuanyang?"
Yuanyang and Jia Heng once kissed and fell in love, and later met in Rongguo Mansion and occasionally talked. However, Jia Heng was busy with military affairs and Yuanyang had to serve Jia's mother, so their relationship was short-lived.
Ping'er frowned, the smile on his face froze, he looked at the envelope in the book again, and whispered: "This doesn't exist."
The beautiful beauty suddenly changed, and he hesitated and said: "I didn't get it last time, how can I pay it back this time?"
That day she saw Uncle Heng and Yuanyang acting like no one else was around under the flower wall. Now, they didn't even say a word. Is this Uncle Heng a little too ruthless?
This made her think about what to do in the future.
There was thought in Ping'er's delicate and picturesque eyebrows, and he said, "Maybe it's not convenient."
She also knew about Yuanyang's matter, but she didn't think Uncle Heng had forgotten about it. After all, she was a maid in the old lady's house, so it was not very convenient for her to communicate by letter.
Seeing the melancholy look on Xiren's eyebrows, he chuckled and persuaded: "Okay, don't worry, I'm going to send the letter first. There is also a letter from the master here. Send it over first, and we'll talk about it later.
say."
With that said, he walked along the corridor towards Jia Zheng's study.
Xiren's expression changed, he thought for a while, moved his steps, and went to look for Jia Mu. In the wing room
Tanchun is wearing a light blue round-neck robe with colorful chrysanthemum embroidery, a white cross-collar jacket, and a beige skirt. At this moment, she has taken the letter and started to read it. Her charming brows and eyes are full of joy...
"Everything is well, please express your love: In the late spring of March, kites are flying and butterflies are dancing, peach blossoms are blooming in the sky, and hundreds of flowers are blooming. March 3rd is the birthday of my third sister. However, Brother Yu suppressed the rebellion in the Central Plains, and the troops and horses were in a trance. I regret it.
I was not able to celebrate my birthday with my third sister. Now I am investigating the rebellion in Henan and the situation has been stabilized. I have some free time. I think about the past when I led my third sister to walk together in the Central Plains. I should look at the thousands of miles of Heluo River and look up to the hundreds of feet of towering Songshan Mountains.
The prosperity of the armored cavalry and the thousands of people. Every time I recall this, I feel as if I have lost it. After the victory in the Central Plains, and the wedding ceremony is completed, I will cut the candles at the west window with my sister and talk about the war. Paper is short and love is long, but I cherish it. "
How can we cut the candles from the west window together and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? Well, this actually has the flavor of a couple talking at night. Of course, it can also be said to be a night talk with friends.
Tan Chun's eyebrows have turned into crescent moons. As he grows older, his charming face has gained some essence of literary talent and has forgotten the vulgar temperament. With a look of infatuation, he feels that with only a few words, the whole land of the Central Plains has been transformed.
A corner of the scenery is revealed.
Heluo is thousands of miles away, Songyue is hundreds of feet high, and thousands of armored cavalry are marching with her like this. She imagines that she will be able to see scenery that is difficult to see in this life.
"Brother Heng, he still remembers my biological son, I thought"
Ever since that day, Jia Heng came back on a rainy night and gave Daiyu a consecrated sheep charm in front of everyone. Tan Chun was looking forward to what kind of gift Jia Heng could give him on his birthday, but he didn't want the Central Plains to rebel.
Heng led the troops to put down the rebellion and has not returned in recent months.
However, my birthday just didn't happen in time. Every time I think about this holiday, I inevitably feel regretful in my heart.
The secretary looked at Tanchun with a smile on his face and said jokingly: "Girl, are you sending an answer to the uncle?"
Tan Chun's bright eyes sparkled under his shaving eyebrows, and he chuckled: "You reminded me that it's time to reply to Brother Heng with a letter."
With that said, he returned to the writing desk, picked up the writing brush, and looked for a piece of peach blossom letterhead. This is a kind of letterhead produced in Huizhou. It has a pattern of peach blossoms printed on it, which is really beautiful.
Tan Chun concentrated on writing, but just after writing a few sentences, his cheeks were already as hot as fire, and he bit his lips tightly, feeling ashamed.
How could she write like this, as if she was too shameless with her lover? She took a new piece of peach blossom letterhead and wrote with concentration, and a line of beautiful small words appeared on the paper.
Mengpozhai, small study room
It's nearly the end of the month, and Jia Zheng is taking a bath at home today. He is sitting behind the desk, wearing a brocade robe, a round-necked shirt, and a square cloth turban. He is dressed like a scholar. He is holding a book "Zhu Xi's Annotations" in his hand, with a cold expression and eyes.
He looked at Baoyu sternly and asked, "Tomorrow is the government examination, how are you preparing for it?"
Baoyu looked frightened and murmured: "Sir, I have almost finished my review, but I only have a short time to enter the school." Although he was taught by the Imperial Academy Juren, learning requires accumulation over time and cannot be accomplished overnight.
It is worth mentioning that after rectification, the Jia Family School - Chongwen Pavilion is no longer as chaotic as the original work. Instead, everyone is striving to be first in order to get through the imperial examination. Baoyu is in it, as if he is in prison.
"Then let me test you." Jia Zheng looked solemn and said in a deep voice.
Baoyu's heart suddenly trembled, and he felt cold sweat on his back, and his hands and feet were cold. He was like a primary school student in later generations who was randomly checked by the teacher for reciting the text.
Just when Jia Zheng flipped through the book in his hand and was about to select an excerpt to ask Baoyu, a boy's voice suddenly came from outside, which made Baoyu feel like hearing the sound of nature: "Master, the second master of the Fu family is here.
”…
Fu Shi visited Jia Zheng frequently in the past few days. Firstly, he moved around frequently to prevent his feelings from becoming distant. Secondly, he also asked about his family's appointment as an official.
As Jia Heng became the governor of Henan's military affairs, Fu Shi's thoughts arose, and he planned to find a job in Henan. As a Beijing official with the rank of sixth rank, he would be promoted to at least one promotion after being released.
Jia Zheng put down the "Collected Annotations of Zhu Xi" in his hand. A strange color appeared on his elegant face. He glanced at Baoyu and said, "Stand here and don't move. I'll come as soon as I go."
Baoyu felt nervous again and quickly responded honestly.
Jia Zheng left the study. At this time, Fu Shi, led by the servant, came from the Chaoshou corridor, walked a few steps quickly, bowed his hands and said, "Dong Weng."
Jia Zheng nodded, exchanged a few pleasantries, and said with a smile, "Please come to the study to talk."
While talking, Fu Shi was led into the study.
When Fu Shi saw Baoyu, a warm smile like the spring breeze appeared on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Shi is here too?" At that time, everyone looked at Master Fang, and the son of Master Fang respectfully called him Brother Shi.
Although Baoyu didn't like Fu Shi's sophistication and smoothness, Jia Zheng had no choice but to obediently come up and salute, and glanced at Fu Shi, who was smiling.
He secretly thought that this Uncle Fu was really far behind his sister Fu Qiufang and other beautiful women. Jia Zheng said: "I'm examining his homework."
Fu Shi stepped forward to support Baoyu and said with a smile: "The day after tomorrow is the county government's second test. Brother Shi is very talented and talented, so he can show off his skills."
Jia Zheng waved his hand, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip.
After taking a sip, he said: "What's the point of showing off your skills? As long as you don't embarrass me. I stayed in the school every day for half a month, and I don't know if I learned a lot just because I was just having fun."
In front of his disciples, although he reprimanded Baoyu, he still pointed out the "fact" that Baoyu had been studying in school for a long time recently. This was undoubtedly a revision of the latest impression of Baoyu, who often hung out in the back house.
Fu Shi said with a smile: "Brother, I am still young, so I am not in a hurry to go to school. I think I will have to go to school when I am seventeen years old."
Jia Zheng invited Fu Shi to sit down, and the servant served him tea. He raised his eyes and saw that Fu Shi was about to speak but hesitated. Knowing that something was wrong, he turned to Baoyu, frowned and reprimanded: "What are you doing here? Why don't you go back to study?"
Preparing for exams?"
"Yes, father." Baoyu, as if he had been granted amnesty, bowed respectfully and followed the boy out of the study. Fu Shi asked, "Did Mr. Dong hear the memorial in the capital?"
Jia Zheng looked solemn and said, "How do you not know? There is a lot of turmoil in the capital and the central government. I have seen many memorials in the General Affairs Department discussing the establishment of the country."
At the mention of this matter, Jia Zheng sighed.
The emperor fainted due to vomiting blood due to the chaos in the Central Plains. It is supposed that he should establish the foundation of the country to prepare for unexpected events. However, even if he had this intention, he could not go to Shu to give advice.
"What does unknown Dong Weng mean?" Fu Shi asked.
"You can't wade through this muddy water. During the Longzhi period, there was a fierce battle for heirs. The lessons learned from the past are not far away." Jia Zheng looked dazed for a moment and then said: "In the past few days, some colleagues from the former Ministry of Industry have contacted me and want me to go to work.
Shu Yihe, I am now studying at home, and I also have the intention of avoiding right and wrong."
Fu Datian nodded, his eyes showed a bright look of wisdom, and said: "What Dong Weng said is true. Now that the uncle is in charge of the capital camp, he has just been granted the title of earl. For a time, the country is attracting attention and the limelight is unparalleled. Dong Weng is like Shangshu participating at this time."
This matter may cause an uproar.”…
He was about to come over to persuade him, but there was something wrong with the direction of the wind these days, and he had just heard the news that all the memorials had been withheld from the palace, and he also heard that the King of Wei went to pay his respects, but the Holy Emperor was not seen.
Among the rumors outside, there were no "severe" words of criticism from Emperor Chongping.
"The day before yesterday, I sent a letter to Ziyu, describing the matter and recommending you to go to Henan." Jia Zheng thought for a while, looked at Fu Shi and whispered.
Fu Shi looked happy, stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Dong Weng for the recommendation."
The counties under Jingzhao Prefecture cannot be planned recently. It would actually be good if they could go to Henan and serve as officials.
At this moment, a servant's voice came from outside the corridor, "Sir, Miss Ping is waiting outside and has sent a letter from me."
Jia Zheng and Fu Shi were stunned when they heard this, and then their hearts were filled with surprise. Jia Zheng quickly asked: "Where is the letter?"
While talking, the boy handed over the letter.
Jia Zheng took the letter, looked at the date on it, and said, "This is the letter from six days ago." As he said that, he opened the letter, took out the paper, and started reading.
And Fu Shi looked at Jia Zheng's expression intently. Even though he knew that this was a letter from six days ago and he probably hadn't seen the previous recommendation, he still had some expectations.
Jia Zheng read it word for word, with a happy face. He took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent emotions, and said: "Ziyu told me in the letter that my Jia family should not be involved in matters in Beijing. If there is any major issue that cannot be decided, we should
Xiu Shuxiu also mentioned that if you are willing to be released to Henan, you can be appointed as the governor of a state. If you have political achievements, you can be promoted."
Jia Heng considered one thing, that is, he needed to keep some close friends in Henan, so he thought of Fu Shi. Compared with Jia Yucun, he was disgusting. As a disciple of Jia Zheng, Fu Shi, although he followed the crowd and had the same bureaucratic habits for many years, as long as he
Constantly beating, as the peripheral minions of the Jia family, it is also appropriate.
At the beginning, he did not give him a too high position, and planned to give him the official position of governor. He was promoted from the sixth-rank general magistrate to the fifth-rank governor, and there was no suspicion of over-promotion.
When Fu Shi heard this, his heart was excited and his cheeks were flushed, and he said: "Dong Weng, my student is willing to go to Henan to be an official and raise a common people. Thank you Dong Weng and my uncle for making this happen."
He must seize this opportunity. As long as he maintains peace and order in one state and waits for two or three years, he will be able to achieve success.
Rongguofu,Rong
A few days ago, the Qing Hall celebrated Jia Heng's promotion to the title of Yong Ning Bo. The two houses of Rong and Ning were bustling with excitement. They invited a theater troupe and entertained Mrs. Gaoming who came to congratulate her. This made Jia's mother very tired.
Mother Jia had a rare rest today. She was leaning on the Arhat bed, squinting her eyes slightly to rest. Her old face looked peaceful under her silver hair. Several maids, including mandarin duck, amber, emerald, and colored glaze, were helping Mother Jia by squeezing her shoulders and beating her legs.
Jia's mother suddenly asked, "Yuanyang, is there any news from Guizhou?" She was asking Jia She and Jia Lian.
Jia She and his son have been in exile in Guizhou for two months.
A look of thought appeared on Yuanyang's white and oval face, and he said softly: "It's been almost two months, and we should be arriving in Guizhou soon. Uncle Heng had previously given instructions. When the escort officer arrives in Guizhou, he will send someone to deliver a letter."
Jia Mu sighed and said, "It's such a long distance. Brother Lian is young and strong, so I'm not worried about him. I'm a very old man. Can he make it to Guizhou with his old arms and legs?"...
After celebrating the title of Ning Guofu, Jia Mu also missed Jia She after having some free time.
After all, he is his eldest son. No matter how he fails to live up to his expectations, he will still be losing weight. The initial disgust gradually faded away as time passed, and he was worried about Jia She's safety.
"Those escorting officers are honoring the great master, so they should not cause the great master and Second Master Lian to suffer too much." Yuanyang said softly.
Jia Mu sighed and said: "Yuanyang, wait for another three or two years and see if we can let Brother Heng ask for grace in the palace and let the father and son come back. Girl Feng and her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are just like living widows.
It’s not a long-term solution, and besides, the big family can’t have an heir.”
Yuanyang frowned imperceptibly, and said softly: "Old lady, the original decree of the palace seemed to be that no one should be pardoned. This is the uncle. I'm afraid it's hard to say. Yesterday, I saw Brother Cong leaving the school.
When he comes back, he seems to be taking the government examination this time."
Let him plead with the palace, but I'm afraid it will consume the holy family. As for the extinct heir, the concubine Jia Cong is still there, and the great house of Rongguo still has descendants.
Jia Mu: ""
He vaguely felt something was wrong, but didn't think much about it. Thinking of Jia Cong, he asked in a low voice: "Both he and Baoyu will end up in the county government's two tests the day after tomorrow?"
Yuanyang said softly: "What I heard from my wife is that we all have a try. Even if we don't win, it won't be a big deal." Mrs. Wang has been vaccinated for the past two days.
"It's good to go out and give it a try. They are still young." Jia Mu nodded and said happily, then smiled and said: "Now Brother Heng is taking the lead in Wu in the East Palace, and here in the West Palace
It is also a good thing to take the imperial examination, as it is good for both civil and military affairs. When Baoyu passes the imperial examination in the future, I will feel relieved."
As Rongguo's title was lost, Jia Zheng was promoted to the fourth rank in the civil service career, and Jia's mother also had more expectations for Baoyu.
Well, after all, when Baoyu was beaten, he could tell that he would become an official in the future.
At this moment, Lin Zhixiao's family walked lightly into the Rongqing Hall and said, "Old lady, the attacker is coming." Jia Mu was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "She is not waiting on the big girl.
What are you doing here at this time?" Xiren also came out of Jia's mother's house at first, but was later driven out of Baoyu's house by Mrs. Wang, and now he is serving Yuanchun.
Lin Zhixiao's family smiled and said, "They say they are looking for a couple."
Mother Jia's face suddenly dawned, and she chuckled and said, "Yuanyang, please stop waiting for me. Maybe Xiren wants to see you for something, so go and see him. You young girls might as well talk more."
Yuanyang responded and said softly: "Old lady, I'll be over in a moment."
"Let's go." Mother Jia watched Yuanyang leave and sighed softly in her heart. This girl would really be reluctant to follow Brother Heng in a few years.
Yuanyang walked lightly out of Rongqing Hall and came to the end of the corridor. He happened to see the attacker. Yadan had a slight smile on his face and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "I am serving the old lady, why are you calling me? Yes."
what's up?"
Xiren gently took Yuanyang's arm, came to the flower wall, and whispered: "The uncle has sent a letter from Henan, do you know?"
Yuanyang frowned and said, "Letter? What's wrong?"
"That means Ping'er hasn't come here yet." Xiren said lowly.
He said in a loud voice: I heard that there were letters sent to several girls, but not to you."
The last time Jia Heng came to write home, it was also a letter that Dai Yu had previously "criticized". Because the situation in Henan was uncertain at that time, it was not a separate letter. The letter also expressed sympathy for Yuan Ying, Dai Yu, Xiang Yun and other sisters.