Chapter 694 Jia Heng: Even if Buddha comes, he can’t stop him
After a while...
Jia Heng looked at Miaoyu, whose delicate body was trembling and her face was blushing like a blush, and asked: "Master, how are you doing?"
Miaoyu wanted to bury her head in the pillow and snorted, but she didn't respond at all. This man liked to make fun of her.
Jia Heng didn't care, he came closer, looked at the jade face with delicate and picturesque eyebrows, and whispered: "I don't believe in anything that is inherently ominous. Since I like Shitai, even if the Buddha comes, I can't stop him.
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Such God-given gifts make it difficult for people to extricate themselves.
"Don't talk nonsense..." When Miaoyu heard this, she was filled with surprises. However, her heart became anxious and she couldn't help but open her starry eyes. She quickly stood up with her arms and looked at the young man worriedly, with a look as clear as frost: "You are so stupid
People don’t know what is good and what is bad, and they speak without restraint.”
Seeing the solemn and anxious look on Miaoyu's face, Jia Heng leaned close to her ear and said softly: "Okay, then I won't talk nonsense. Are you still afraid now?"
Holding Miaoyu in the Buddhist hall one day... Well, I can't be too licentious.
Miaoyu's originally clear and frosty jade face was as hot as fire with shame. She was as bright and delicate as a peach blossom blooming in February. She looked at the young man intently and said word by word: "If you are really affected by a disaster, I will
I will never live alone in this world."
When Jia Heng heard this, the smile on his face froze slightly. He caught the firmness between the girl's eyebrows and was silent for a moment, just looking deeply at Miaoyu.
Miaoyu stared intently, her eyes facing each other at this moment, their eyes gradually became blurred, as if they only had each other in their eyes.
Jia Heng said in a low voice: "Those are the words of quacks and magicians without any basis. Don't be afraid. I am a military commander. I go into battle and fight. I don't know how many killings have been caused. The evil spirit on my body makes even evil spirits have to stay away. Those disasters of yours
, How does it compare to this? In fact, according to the Buddhist theory of retribution and reincarnation, we will go to the eighteenth level of hell, so we can be considered a match made in heaven."
The stern, erect face reflected in Miaoyu's shining starry eyes made her heart overflow with sweetness and joy.
She and him are no different from husband and wife now. If there is a disaster, it will be too late. However, with the blessing of the Buddha, everything will happen to her.
Jia Heng raised his eyes and looked at Miaoyu, and whispered softly: "That matter should not be delayed. I will consecrate the master to suppress the disaster."
Miaoyu was stunned for a moment, but soon after she realized what she was doing, she couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and anger in her heart. This man never forgot to make fun of her, scolding her: "How can you bully a monk like this?"
But he saw a shadow approaching.
Huh? No? I just teased her just now, and now...
Miao Yufang's heart was beating wildly, and she stretched out her hand to push Jia Heng away. Under her beautiful eyebrows, her eyes showed anger, and she said in shock: "You...how could you do this?"
"Even if the master has a mysophobia, you can't dislike yourself, right?" Jia Heng said with a chuckle.
"You... just like teasing people." Miaoyu's pink face turned red with embarrassment, and she gently hit Jia Heng's shoulder with her fist. Before she could finish her words, she saw the man seal it again.
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After a long time, Jia Heng looked at the limp Miaoyu, and he felt a little fond of her. He gently stroked the beautiful hair on her head and said softly: "Master, please help me take off my clothes."
It’s now time, but we should take our time and savor it carefully.
Miaoyu's face was dizzy, her delicate body trembled slightly, her jade hands trembled uncontrollably, and she went to untie Jia Heng's belt.
However, at this moment, I heard a voice coming from outside, which was a bit delicate and soft: "Is Sister Miaoyu in there?"
When Jia Heng heard this, his expression was startled, and his heart skipped a beat. This was the voice of his fourth sister, Xichun. He quickly got up, but fortunately, his clothes were still on.
"What should I do?" When Miaoyu heard Xichun's voice, her appearance suddenly changed, and she immediately panicked. She hurriedly put on her skirt and looked at Jiaheng angrily. It was all his nonsense just now.
Jia Heng's face was calm. When he saw the candlesticks on the tables, he walked closer and blew out the lights. Suddenly, the room was plunged into darkness.
"Well, why did the candle go out?" Xichun's voice suddenly came from outside, with a hint of doubt in his soft voice.
Jia Heng whispered to Miaoyu: "Miaoyu, I'm going to send the fourth sister away."
Fourth sister, what are you doing here at this time?
"If you hide first, you will make trouble." Miaoyu said urgently, if Xichun sees her now naked, how will she see anyone in the future?
Jia Heng whispered: "There's no need to be sneaky. The fourth sister is still young and she doesn't understand those things. Besides, if we hide and get blocked by her, it won't be clear."
I don't know who was enjoying it just now and couldn't help myself. She gently held his shoulders to facilitate him, but now he started to complain a little.
However, this was his first experience of being interrupted at such a critical moment.
While talking, Xichun, who was in the inner hall, heard the whispers coming from the inner room. The girl's hearing was sharp, and her pretty and melodious voice had a touch of softness in it, and she asked: "Is Brother Heng in there?"
"Why are there no candles here? This chess piece." Jia Heng said deliberately in the room, cooperating with the lights just blown out.
I thought to myself, he is still outside. If he is inside, even if the Buddha comes, he will not be able to stop him.
Suppressing the weirdness in his heart, he looked at Miaoyu and whispered: "I'll go out and talk to the fourth sister first. You should quickly change your clothes."
Miaoyu also calmed down at this time, responded softly, and began to change into the monk's robes, illuminated by a ray of moonlight.
As Jia Heng spoke, he walked out of the inner room and came to the living room. He looked at Xichun who was sitting on the pearwood chair across from him. The girl was wearing a pink dress and a bun. She had a childish face and pretty teeth, even though she was not very old.
, but having seen one or two beautiful girls, he asked with a smile: "Fourth sister, why are you here?"
Because everyone knew Miaoyu's "eccentric" temperament, they couldn't enter the bedroom without telling her, but just waited in the hall.
Beyond Xichun's beautiful eyebrows, her bright eyes narrowed and she looked intently at the young man. His pretty and frosty little face showed a look of surprise, and he said, "Brother Heng, are you here too?"
This cold-hearted little loli, like Xiangyun and Tanchun, had already changed her name and called Jia Heng brother Heng.
"Come here and play a game of chess with Master Miaoyu. I don't want the candle to burn out." Jia Heng picked up the tea cup on the side, took a sip, suppressed the sweetness that filled his mouth, and kept a calm expression on his face.
If nothing happens.
Hearing this, Xichun felt something was wrong and asked softly: "What about Sister Miaoyu?"
"The chess pieces just fell to the floor, and she was still cleaning them up." Jia Heng said softly, with gentle eyes: "Why are the fourth sisters here?"
"I originally drew a painting that I wanted to show to Sister Miaoyu for appreciation. It is some scenery of Huifang Garden in the past two days."
Lip, asked: "Brother Heng doesn't like my coming?"
After all, she is a girl with keen senses, and she immediately asked the key question.
Jia Heng's eyes fell on the scroll held by the maid behind Xichun. Hearing Xichun's words, he asked with a smile: "How could it be? It's just a bit unexpected. Is this the painting brought by the fourth sister? Let me take a look."
As he said that, he looked towards the painting, took the scroll from his hand, and unfolded it for a closer look. He saw that it was indeed the pavilions, pavilions, flowers, plants and trees of Huifang Garden, which were lifelike.
Xichun quietly looked at the young man who was concentrating on the painting and asked softly: "Brother Heng, you said you wanted me to paint the portrait before. When will you let me paint it?"
Well, in fact, she heard from the maid Caiping that he came to Master Miaoyu to talk, so she mustered up the courage to come here. She had promised her to have her portrait painted before, but she hadn't seen many people these days.
Jia Heng said: "I told you last time, but I forgot about it. I have been too busy recently."
There was hesitation on Xichun's pretty face, she pursed her lips and asked, "I heard from my sister-in-law that Brother Heng is going to Yangzhou?"
Jia Heng nodded and said warmly: "So I have been busy with this matter in the past few days and can't get away from it. I originally wanted to find my fourth sister to paint."
Hearing this, Xichun's eyes dimmed and she was silent for a moment. Sure enough, she had forgotten that she was busy.
Seeing Xichun who was suddenly silent, Jia Heng handed the scroll to Ru Hua aside, smiled, came closer and asked: "Are you unhappy? I'm just too busy. I'll see if I have time to come over to you at noon tomorrow.
Son, I want you to draw for me."
He couldn't help but reach out and rub the bangs on the girl's forehead.
Xichun raised her little face and looked at the young man, her eyes quiet, and she shook her head gently.
Jia Heng rubbed the bangs on Xichun's forehead and said softly: "Whatever worries you is written on your face. This little face is so taut that it only says I'm not happy, please comfort me."
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I wanted to pinch Xichun's cheeks, but suddenly I remembered that there was something strange on my hands, so I had to give up this idea. Although the little girl didn't know what she was doing, it wasn't very good.
Xichun felt the pampering on her forehead, and the gentle words rang in her ears, and she felt ashamed for a moment. When did she think so, and Brother Heng said something so embarrassing.
She lowered her head, a light blush crept up her pretty face, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of shame in her heart.
Are all her worries written on her face? Even Brother Heng can see it?
After thinking about it, I felt that some of those deeply hidden thoughts should not be seen, so I quickly suppressed the strangeness in my heart and asked softly: "Brother Heng, you should be more careful outside."
Jia Heng gently held Xichun's shoulders and said softly: "I will, fourth sister. If things go well over there, I will ask my eldest sister to take you to Jinling."
Xichun was overjoyed when she heard this. Under Liu Ye's slender eyebrows, she looked at Jia Heng with bright eyes and asked, "Is what Brother Heng said true?"
She heard from the maid next to the third sister that they visited many places of interest outside.
Jia Heng chuckled, rubbed the girl's bangs, and said, "When did I ever lie to you?"
What the little girl cares about most is that he forgot about the portrait painting that he had promised and he will have to make a memorandum in the future.
"Yes."
While they were talking, Miaoyu came out of the room, raised her eyes to look at the two of them, glanced angrily at the boy in the python suit, and then said softly: "What are you two brothers and sisters talking about?"
"Sister Miaoyu." Xichun looked at the girl, with joy in her beautiful brows, and said, "The painting is done."
Jia Heng raised his eyes and looked at Miaoyu. At this moment, the master had changed into a monk's robe. Except for a trace of charm overflowing from the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, there was nothing out of the ordinary. Occasionally they looked at each other, their eyes showing shame and annoyance.
"Then let me take a look." Miaoyu came closer, picked up the picture album in Xichun's hand, looked at it under the light, and said softly: "The characters are okay, but the pavilions and pavilions are not so good, and the physical resemblance is better than the spiritual resemblance."
Xichun said softly: "Sister Miaoyu, this is the painting that Brother Heng taught me before. The emphasis is on similar shapes, every detail is vivid, and lifelike. These two techniques are not the same painting style. I want to try to fuse the two."
Together."
Miaoyu raised her eyes and glanced at Jia Heng, saying, "Is this what you told her?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Fourth sister is quite talented in painting. I happened to know a painting method that resembles portraits, so I gave her a brief introduction. Fourth sister paid attention to it, and maybe she got into the painting.
Among the techniques.”
Miaoyu said softly: "Don't learn too much at the beginning. First, perfect a technique and style to perfection, and then deduce and integrate it. This is the case for everyone who establishes a sect."
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup on the side, took a sip, looked at the cold-faced Miaoyu, smiled and said: "You are an expert in this area, just teach her."
Miaoyu was a young lady who came from an official family. She had previously thought that she was unparalleled in poetry, but it seemed that she had extraordinary attainments in Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Miaoyu said in a clear voice: "Xichun has a good talent and is willing to study hard. One day he may be able to achieve something."
Xichun first glanced at Jia Heng, then at Miaoyu, blinked, and felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart. The sun came out from the west today. Why didn't the two of them quarrel after they met?
Jia Heng watched the two of them talking about the scroll, but couldn't finish it for a while. Although he felt regretful, he didn't stay anymore. He got up and left the courtyard where Miaoyu lived, planning to go back to accompany Ke Qing.
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Yangzhou
As night falls, the bright moon shines in the sky, and the cold moonlight falls on the rippling blue waves of Slender West Lake. The breeze blows in the summer night, blowing in the Crane Garden on the side of Slender West Lake. The pines and waves are flickering, and on the brightly lit pavilions and pavilions, there is faint singing and dancing.
Voices.
Five of the eight major salt merchants in Yangzhou, Huang Rishan, Huang Cheng, Bao Zuhui, Ma Xianjun, Cheng Peili and others gathered around a table to have a banquet and talk.
"What did Mr. Wang say?" Cheng Peili put down the tea cup and raised his eyes to look at Huang Rishan, his eyes full of worry.
Huang Rishan shook his head and whispered: "Mr. Wang said that Mr. Liu was reckless. Burning the Yunku account books like this will probably lead to the intervention of the imperial court in advance."
The warehouse that previously contained documents from the Salt Transportation Department was burned to the ground, which was obviously the work of Liu Shengzao, a salt merchant from Yangzhou and the transshipment envoy of the Huaihe and Huaidu capitals.
Ma Xianjun, who was sitting below, his eyes as gloomy as iron, said coldly: "This is also an arrow on the string, I have to shoot it!"
"Yes, Qi Ge always seems to want to write off the salt quota in Jinling and check the balance of the salt warehouse department's silver receipts and expenditures over the years. But how can this account book stand up to inspection? It is just a mess of bad debts. If we really want to check it, all the top and bottom staff will be involved.
It's going to be a wild ride." Bao Zuhui said in a low voice with a worried look on his face.
Ma Xianjun said: "Now is the right time. Even if the court wants to investigate, there is no way to do it."
Cheng Peili's face was as solemn as frost, and he whispered: "I'm afraid that the imperial court will use this matter to start a big fight and send those powerful people over to investigate. The last time Uncle Yongning was in Huai'an to supervise the river, this martial artist's methods are obvious to all.
Now the Hedao Yamen has not yet filled up its official staff, so when this Tathagata comes to Yangzhou, it is bound to cause a bloody storm."
Huang Rishan said: "Brother Cheng, don't worry too much. Even if Uncle Yongning goes south to investigate, he will not mess around. There is no evidence, and he draws his sword and looks around, feeling invincible."
"Yes, the families in Jinling were not the same as before. They were reselling government rations, and Uncle Yongning didn't touch them. It was because there was no evidence." Huang Cheng continued.
Hearing this, several other people nodded in agreement.
In fact, Jia Heng's previous "tolerance" of the Jinling officials' children who were hoarding goods and reselling grain in Huai'an Prefecture played a somewhat confusing role.
Cheng Peili's face paused slightly and he said: "Uncle Yong Ning should not be underestimated. This person can become the Privy Councilor in charge of the country with a young man who is not yet a weakling. His methods are definitely not the only ones."
"Brother Cheng is right. In short, you have to be prepared for a rainy day." Huang Rishan twirled his beard under his chin and agreed.
Ma Xianjun said coldly: "Since we are prepared for a rainy day, if there is any news over there in Beijing, we should send someone to deliver it. If the person who comes here is really evil, we cannot be caught off guard and wait for death!"
Merchants in this era were well aware of the importance of information. In addition to the Yangzhou Guild Hall in Shenjing, Yangzhou salt merchants also had other industries. They not only did business, but also inquired about news in Beijing, and then sent letters through flying pigeons or
Deliver it right away.
"Brother Ma, don't do this nonsense." Cheng Peili frowned and said solemnly.
The cold look in Ma Xianjun's eyes faded, and he smiled and said: "Don't worry, at most I will use some means of self-protection. Who dares to openly defy the imperial court?"
The Jade Rabbit sets in the west, and the Golden Crow rises in the east.
The next day, when the sky was bright, Jia Heng listened to Liu Jixian's report on the preparations for the boat to go south, and sent people back. He picked up the summary of Yangzhou's intelligence and continued to read it.
"Sir, Princess Chu and Princess Beijing are here. Grandma asked you to come over," Qingwen reported.
Because Zhen Xue's daughter Shui Xin has already recognized Qin Keqing as her godmother, and Jia Heng as her godfather, why should she meet and give gifts as a gift to recognize her as her godfather? She had just returned to Beijing and was too "busy".
Just didn't care.
Jia Heng put down the book in his hand and thought of the softness of Princess Zhen Xue of Beijing. His face paused and he said thoughtfully: "Then I'll go and take a look."
