In the evening, Jia Heng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly woke up. His eyes were slightly surprised, and he clearly saw that he was still covered with a quilt.
She couldn't help but look at Daiyu who was sitting on the bed reading a book. Through the orange light on the candlestick, the girl's petite and exquisite figure was reflected on the light yellow curtain. The side of her face was as white as snow, and the down seemed to be clearly visible, and he gave it to her. Daiyu's earrings cast shadows on her cheeks, motionless, as quiet and soft as a painting.
The charming charm of Daiyu in the quiet time, the lonely forest in the fairyland, undoubtedly arouses people's heart, or in other words, the joy of the beautiful woman like a rainbow.
Jia Heng stood up, put his arms around Daiyu's shoulders, leaned over and asked, "Sister Lin, how long have I been asleep?"
Daiyu's cheeks were filled with shame and joy, and she quickly put down the book in her hand. She turned to look at Jia Heng with bright autumn eyes, and said with concern: "It hasn't been long since we got together. Brother Heng hasn't slept well these days. Just now I slept soundly."
After saying that, he got up from the bed, brought a cup of tea from the small table on the side, and said: "Brother Heng, have a sip of tea."
Jia Heng stood up and looked at the vast twilight hanging low in the courtyard. Because it was drizzling, the sky was undoubtedly much darker. He looked at Daiyu with clear eyes, smiled and said: "I'm sleeping here, sister." After a good night's sleep, my sister even covered me with a quilt."
Daiyu lowered her eyelashes and said, "Brother Heng was a little cold just now."
Jia Heng took the tea cup and thought to himself, Daiyu is quite virtuous at the moment. She is covering her with a quilt and handing her tea, as if she considers herself his wife.
In other words, has Daiyu ever served someone like this before? It would be interesting to think that it would be interesting to have Daiyu serve a spoon with bare hands.
Under Daiyu Chunshan's dark eyebrows, she looked at the young man who was drinking tea from a tea cup with soft eyes, and said with a chuckle: "Brother Heng is sleepy, so it won't hurt to sleep a little longer."
Just now I listened to the sound of breathing in my ears, accompanied by the sound of the rain hitting the plantains, and I felt that reading was a kind of enjoyment. I really want to keep doing this for the rest of my life.
Jia Heng put down the teacup, took Daiyu's hand, looked at the lovely white face, and said softly: "If I sleep until night, where will my sister sleep? She will also sleep in the same bed with me?"
"Brother Heng~~" Daiyu said shyly and with gleaming starry eyes under her smoky eyebrows.
If we sleep together in the same bed, do we really become husband and wife?
Jia Heng leaned over and gently pressed the girl's glossy lips. After a while, he looked at Daiyu with rosy cheeks and whispered, "I'm going to take a shower and change clothes. I'll talk to my sister later."
Tomorrow we have to go to Zhen's house, and then go to Jiangnan camp to take over the defense. In short, there are quite a lot of things to do.
"Brother Heng, let's go." Daiyu responded softly, her starry eyes like the water of Xiaoxiang shrouded in dusk, watching Jia Heng leave.
Jia Heng left the wing where Daiyu was, returned to the courtyard where he lived, and called out: "Qingwen, prepare hot water, I'll take a bath."
Qingwen pouted, stepped out from the side, and said softly: "Since the young master has fallen asleep in Miss Lin's room, it's not enough to take a bath together there. There are many maids in that room anyway."
Jia Heng looked at the sulky Qingwen and said softly: "There will be a day."
Qingwen: "..."
You won't let her serve you after taking a bath?
The girl snorted, angrily twisted her waist and left the wing.
When Jia Heng turned around, he raised his eyes to look at the mandarin duck who came in from the outside. The girl was wearing a emerald-colored waistcoat with a tall figure. Her bright forehead was covered with air bangs, and she had a slight smile on her duck-oval face.
Jia Heng came closer, naturally took Yuanyang's hand, and asked softly: "Why are you here?"
"Come here and see if you need help taking a bath, sir." Yuanyang joked with a smile on his face.
Even if Jia Heng is usually dignified, after all, he has been like a flying swallow several times. Yuanyang knew Jia Heng's temperament and joked about it.
Jia Heng chuckled and said, "Don't let Qingwen hear it, she will be sulky again."
Yuanyang couldn't help but laugh and said: "Those little girls in the old lady's house back then were because of her strong temperament."
Jia Heng pulls Yuan over here
Yang held his hands in his arms, sat on a chair nearby, and asked: "Second elders, please stay at home now. Let's go over and have a look later."
Because I had been busy earlier, I had promised to meet Yuanyang's parents, but I haven't met them on the way yet. Today I have time as soon as possible, so I plan to go and meet them.
Because he and Yuanyang have had a skin-to-skin relationship for a long time, Yuanyang has always been an individual and considerate person, and there is no such thing as breaking an appointment or breaking a promise.
Yuanyang's eyebrows were curved, her snowy and beautiful cheeks were flushed, and she said softly: "They are all in Xifu, I will accompany them a few days ago."
Jia Heng lowered his head, came closer, and said softly: "Wait while I change my clothes, and we can go over and take a look."
Yuanyang responded gently, her cheeks flushed with shame, and she responded.
After taking a bath and appeasing Qingwen, Jia Heng left the wing and followed the mandarin ducks towards the West Mansion. It was nightfall, the lanterns were starting to turn on, and the slanting wind and drizzle on both sides of the corridor were beating on the eaves. The two of them walked through the long and winding road.
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"How are you doing at home these days?" Jia Heng turned his eyes and asked Yuanyang.
"Everything is fine. Princess Chu and Princess Beijing came here once and talked to Miss Lin for a while, but there was nothing else." Yuanyang said softly.
Jia Heng said: "You are a little older. When I am not here, you, as my sister, take care of them."
Yuanyang responded. Are you a sister?
Maybe in his heart, he didn't divide them into wives.
Arriving at the flower hall in the backyard of Xifu, Yuanyang's parents, accompanied by their maid, entered the inner hall. They looked at the young man next to their daughter and hurriedly worshiped: "Uncle Heng."
Jia Heng hurriedly stepped forward to help him and said warmly: "You two old people don't need to be polite."
According to the rules of the master of Jia's house, if a maid is adopted by the master as an aunt, then I still cannot lose the courtesy of a master and a servant when she meets the master. It does not mean that the mother is noble based on the daughter. Even if she is noble, she is still more noble than other slaves.
In front of you, no matter how expensive it is, the master can't go.
Of course, the master will not be unreasonable sometimes and show off his authority.
Yuanyang's father is nearly fifty years old, with gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face. The old woman next to him is wearing a Jingchai sarong, and her face is also a little flattered.
Jia Heng looked at the two of them and said warmly: "I wonder if Yuanyang told the two elders before?"
Yuanyang's father had a look of confusion on his face, and he was clearly a little embarrassed. Jia Heng looked at Yuanyang aside in surprise and asked, "Why didn't you tell the two elders?"
Yuanyang's bright eyes slightly lowered, in front of his parents, even though he was a bright and energetic young man, Fangxin was inevitably a little shy at this moment, and muttered: "Uncle, I forgot."
She just wanted him to tell his parents in person, maybe it was a bit like proposing marriage?
Jia Heng could only look at Yuanyang's parents with warm eyes and said, "Old
My wife promised me a mandarin duck, and after a year or two, she will take it into my house."
Hearing this, Yuanyang's father was surprised and happy. He looked at Jia Heng, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Although he knew that his daughter might be favored by the master in the Ning and Rong mansions and be adopted as his aunt, he never thought that he would be the head of the Jia clan, now Uncle Yong Ning, but the first-class master in the mansion like the old lady.
Moreover, he is still so young and promising.
Yuanyang's mother looked at Yuanyang, her heart was equally happy, and she said with a smile: "If Uncle Heng likes her, this girl is really lucky."
Her daughter had been fair and fair since she was a child, and she also stood out as she grew taller. There were so many maids, but she got the favor of the old lady, and now the patriarch took her as his aunt. This was really a great blessing.
Jia Heng chuckled, took Yuanyang's hand, and said softly: "I am lucky to find a girl as good as Yuanyang."
When Yuanyang heard this, her delicate body trembled, and ripples appeared in her heart. Under her crescent-shaped eyebrows, her bright eyes couldn't help but moisten, and she couldn't help but clenched the young man's gentle palm.
Is there such a little wife in the world?
The second mistress Lian in the house is so strong, but I have never heard of the second master Lian saying such a thing.
Even if he asked her to die for him, she would still do it.
It can be said that with Jia Heng's current status, saying such words in front of other people's parents, not to mention Yuanyang is a maid, even Baochai can't stand it.
Because this is different from talking sweet words when two people are alone.
Jia Heng said: "If the two elders want to reunite as a family in Beijing, it would be feasible to return to Beijing together after finishing the work this time."
Yuanyang also has an older brother, named Jin Wenxiang, who married a wife and worked as a comprador in Rongguo Mansion.
Upon hearing this, Yuanyang's father quickly said, "Uncle, Yuanyang's mother and I are used to staying in Jinling, so it's not good for us to go to Beijing."
Yuanyang's mother also laughed and said, "We are old. We have been in Jinling for ten or twenty years, and we are suddenly not used to Shenjing."
Yuanyang looked at the young man with watery eyes and said, "Uncle, my parents are old, and the road has been bumpy and hard."
In fact, it may not be good to go to Shenjing. My brother and sister-in-law, especially my sister-in-law, may not be happy to see it.
Seeing this, Jia Heng nodded and said, "It's better to raise a child in Jinling. The climate in the south is humid and warm, and it's not as dry or cold as the winter in the northwest."
It's not easy to force things like this. You still have to respect the opinions of Yuanyang's parents. Besides, Shenjing is really not as good as Jiangnan.
Jia Heng had another conversation with Yuanyang's parents. After the two left, he looked at Yuanyang and sighed: "It's okay for the two elders to be here looking at the house. I didn't think carefully before."
Yuanyang said: "My uncle has good intentions. Why don't we want our parents to reunite and live together as a family? But when we arrive in Shenjing, we are so close. Let's not say that my brother and sister-in-law are busy with things in the house and don't take good care of them.
When you get to the mansion, if you don't help the mansion do something, you might not be able to gossip."
Jia Heng looked at the girl with an oval face and said softly: "Aunt Jin is worried that people will say that her daughter is the concubine and the whole family will be tyrannical outside?"
Yuanyang glanced at Jia Heng angrily, this man...
Jia Heng stepped forward and took Yuanyang's bare hand and said, "I know what you are thinking. When I come to Jinling in the future, I will bring you over to have a look."
Compared with Ping'er's infinite obedience to Sister Feng and his astonishing shrewd calculations, Yuanyang is one of the few sober people in Ningrong and Rong's houses. He doesn't have such a love brain. It is very valuable to let people who don't have a love brain fall in love.
Yuanyang rested her head in Jia Heng's arms, feeling sweet in her heart, and whispered: "It's okay if you have this intention."
Jia Heng said softly: "Wait for another two years. After you officially pass the exam, there will be no more gossip."
"Yeah." Yuanyang responded, seeming to be joking, "Let's go, please don't worry Miss Lin anymore."
Jia Heng chuckled and said, "You know her well."
I guess if Daiyu is here, she will say, OK, I just let you make fun of me.
Yuanyang chuckled lightly and did not continue talking.
She thought to herself, why didn't she understand Miss Lin? She didn't know how angry she was with Mr. Bao when she was in front of the old lady. She didn't know why, but she seemed to be a different person in front of him. The two of them went south until now, and Miss Lin once
I never lost my temper.
In fact, it was just Jia Heng who brought out the most loving and kind side of Dai Yu. She soaked in the honey pot every day and coaxed her into a state of confusion. The lamb could only bleat instead of using its horns to nudge people.
The next day, Zhenzhai, Fuxuan Hall
Mrs. Zhen was lying on an Arhat bed, her eyes slightly closed as she fell asleep, and her breath was like a gossamer. On the embroidered pier below, there were a group of daughters-in-law of the Zhen family surrounding them, and they did not dare to let out their anger. In addition, Zhen Qing, Zhen Xue and Zhen Lan
, Zhen Xi is all here.
Because Jia Heng had given a greeting invitation in advance before arriving, Mrs. Zhen called all the other rooms to wait.
At this time, a nun entered Fuxuan Hall and said: "Old lady, Uncle Heng is here."
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhen seemed to have heard something. She opened her eyes, and a blush appeared on her sunken and old cheeks. Her originally weak body did not know where to get the strength to stand up.
Zhen Yingjia's wife, Mrs. Gan, quickly stepped forward to help her and said with concern: "Old lady, slow down."
Zhen Qing also stepped forward to support Mrs. Zhen and said, "Grandma, Brother Heng is coming over now."
While talking, Jia Heng entered Defuxuan Hall under the guidance of Zhen Yingjia and Zhen Xuan.
"Brother Heng." When Mrs. Zhen saw Jia Heng, a complex look appeared on her old face, and she stretched out her old hand to call him.
If you didn't know, you would have thought that Jia Heng was Mrs. Zhen's long-lost grandson.
Jia Heng stared at Mrs. Zhen, and clearly felt that the old woman with rosy cheeks and full of vitality whom she saw last time was now surrounded by an old-fashioned air.
When the oil is exhausted, the lamp dries up, and the life comes to an end.
Eight words flashed through Jia Heng's mind, his eyes were as calm as water, and he called out, "Mr. Zhen, are you okay?"
Mrs. Zhen raised her eyes and said softly: "Brother Heng, you are finally here."
Jia Heng came forward and sat down on the embroidered pier and said with relief: "Fourth Master Zhen has rescued the general from the bandits earlier. Old lady, please relax. The imperial edict did not punish anyone, which means there is still hope for the future."
Yesterday's imperial edict to the Governor of Liangjiang Shen Fang, he also heard the news this morning. He dismissed the post and retained it to see the consequences. As for the two ministers of the Ministry of War, because they were not the main parties involved in reorganizing the Jiangnan camp, he impeached the Jiangbei camp's ordnance officer. The memorial is still on its way to Beijing, but it has not been disposed of.
Mrs. Zhen sighed and said, "Brother Heng, please stop comforting me. Failure to issue an edict to investigate the crime is even more difficult than issuing an edict to investigate the crime."
The governor of Liangjiang was dismissed from his post because he recommended an unjust person. Her four sons were captured earlier and were difficult to deal with. It is really hard to say how they will be dealt with in the future.
The faces of the daughter-in-law, Zhen Lan, and Zhen Xi in Fuxuan Hall all changed when they heard this.
Princess Chu Zhen Qing's phoenix eyes under the willow eyebrows are a bit dim, and she thinks so, which means that her father has completely lost patience with the Zhen family and is ready to have an attack together.
Jia Heng's face became silent for a moment, and he said softly: "Old lady, you are worrying too much."
Mrs. Zhen gave a bitter smile and said: "Although I have dirt up to my neck, I am not ignorant of this. I am over eighty years old this year.
The palace maid who had no money to eat back then has such a big family, full of children and grandchildren, so she shouldn't have any regrets, but with such a family, she still feels uneasy."
Zhen Yingjia's eyes were moist, her voice was choked, and she called out: "Mother."
Jia Heng looked at Old Mrs. Zhen and said, "Old Mrs. Zhen is a very lucky person. As for her children and grandchildren, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Old Mrs. Zhen should take care of herself."
This old lady is a sensible person, but it is a pity that the Zhen family has been in trouble for a long time.
Listening to the young man's words, Mrs. Zhen felt helpless in her heart. Her turbid old eyes suddenly became clear, and she said: "Brother Heng, our Zhenjia family has been an old friend since the time of Dai Hua Gong. Previously, because of Jiangnan Regarding Daying, Xi'er and I have caused you a lot of trouble, and I will apologize to you."
Jia Heng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stepped away and said, "Old lady, you've hurt this junior."
No matter what, how could such an old man accept it calmly when he suddenly made such a gesture?
If he couldn't push it away, to be honest, he wouldn't want to deal with Mrs. Zhen's moral kidnapping.
Mrs. Zhen muttered: "Brother Heng, the youngest of my four granddaughters, Xi'er, is not yet married, so I want to entrust her to you." Zhen Xi: "???"
A face as big as a palm turned red in an instant, as red as rouge, and her spirited eyes were full of shame. She looked at Zhen Xue and whispered: "Second sister."
"Xier." Zhen Xue held Zhen Xi in her arms with one hand and gently stroked Zhen Xi's hair. There was a complex look on her beautiful face.
Yesterday, when her sister mentioned this matter to her, she was quite surprised. The old lady didn't know that Ziyu had a family. How could Xi'er sister come over...
Zhen Lan's beautiful appearance changed suddenly, and Miao Xiu's eyebrows frowned slightly. Because it was the first time she heard the news, her heart was filled with turmoil. She stared at Mrs. Zhen, puzzled by what she meant.
Grandma actually wants to marry sister Xi'er to brother Heng? When did the Zhen family reach this point?
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said: "Old lady, is there something wrong with this matter? I already have a wife in my family who is also a member of the imperial court.
Madam Gaoming, Sister Xi'er... Where do we start talking about this?"
At this time, Zhen Zhu's daughter-in-law's face was extremely ugly. How could her daughter be a concubine if she was a legitimate daughter?
The old lady is so old and confused.
At this time, the criterion for distinguishing a legitimate daughter from a concubine did not depend on her father's rank in the clan, but only on whether the person was born to his aunt or his first wife.
Because Zhen Zhu was born to Mrs. Zhen, the fourth legitimate son, just like Jia Zheng was to Jia's mother, Yuanchun was undoubtedly the legitimate daughter because she was born to Mrs. Wang, while Tanchun and Jia Huan became concubines and concubines.
Bastard.
If Tanchun remarries as a wife, the children born to him will undoubtedly be legitimate sons and daughters. Of course, Tanchun's status as a concubine will not be changed.
However, compared to Zhen Zhu, who could rely on his early grandmother to pamper Mrs. Zhen, she said no. Although Zhen Zhu’s wife was extremely unhappy with her daughter being a concubine, she did not dare to disobey Zhen.
The meaning of the old lady.
Especially when Mrs. Zhen was nearing her deathbed, these words had some last-minute connotations.
Mrs. Zhen said in a weak voice: "It's not about getting a wife. You can take her as a side wife, stay here and serve you tea and water, or make your bed and quilt. You can arrange whatever you want."
Jia Heng frowned slightly and asked, "Mr. Zhen, are you joking with me?"
"My bones can't survive these days. How can I still joke with you? This is just a last wish. Can't you agree to my wife?" Mrs. Zhen stared at Jia Heng with her old eyes and said softly.
It looked like Jia Heng refused and the old man refused to rest in peace.
At this moment, there was silence in Fuxuan Hall, and some young wives who had not received the news earlier mostly looked at each other.
How did the Zhen family end up in this situation? Both daughters of the Zhen family were married as princesses, and now they are maids?
Zhen Qing raised her phoenix eyes and advised: "Brother Heng, the old lady just misses you so much, why don't you accept sister Xi'er."
Zhen Yingjia just sighed, looked at Jia Heng, and said in a low voice: "Zi Yu, now that things have happened, this is what the old lady is thinking about, and we, the younger generation, can't resist it."
Apparently Mrs. Zhen had already communicated with Zhen Yingjia about this matter.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Zhen Xi, who was already embarrassed in Zhen Xue's arms, and asked, "Sister Xi'er, what do you think?"
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Zhen was stunned. How could a little girl have the right to speak about such a major marriage matter?
Zhen Xuening looked at the young man, her heart moved slightly, Zi Yu, he was giving his sister a chance to choose her whole life.
"I...I listened to the old lady." Zhen Xi's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, she buried her head in Zhen Xue's arms and said in a waxing voice.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment, then looked at Mrs. Zhen and said, "Old lady, wait until sister Xi'er is older and she has other ideas.
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhen said, "Brother Heng, how can you listen to a child like her?"
Jia Heng said: "The Zhen family is no better than other families. They serve me by my side and spread the word. I am afraid that it will be good or bad. Although the old lady has good intentions, she always has to make plans for the Zhen family."
Mrs. Zhen closed her eyes slightly, sighed, and said, "Brother Heng, this is what I thought of before I left. Can't you agree to it?"
If Xi'er refuses to accept her, she can only say that her Zhen family is in doom, and even this close minister of the emperor is unwilling to interfere.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and looked at Princess Chu Zhen Qing.
Zhen Qing said softly: "Old Ancestor, why don't you let sister Xi'er stay with me first? Then I will send her to Ningguo Mansion and let Ke Qing take her with her. If she thinks it's good, then she can stay. If she doesn't think it's good, then she can stay."
Then send it back to the house." Jia Heng: "...."
This millstone is a bad idea! If the matter is not chaotic enough, it will be difficult to send it back to the mansion. Otherwise, how can Zhen Xi get married?
When Mrs. Zhen saw this, she said, "That's fine."
Jia Heng looked at the decrepit old woman. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. It could be said that these were Mrs. Zhen's last words.
Before they completely broke up, the Zhen family and the Jia family had been friends for decades in name.
Love, the Zhen family had some grudges against the Jia family in the early years.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said no more, planning to make plans later.
Zhen Qing looked at the silent young man and said, "Brother Heng, don't blame the old lady. The only thing the old lady can't let go of is sister Xi'er."
The old lady couldn't let go of her fourth uncle and the Zhen family. Otherwise, she wouldn't have resorted to such a move.
Zhen Xue pursed her lips, looking forward to it on her hibiscus jade face, and said softly: "Ziyu, sister Xi'er is also quite pitiful, Ziyu..."
She can't marry Zi Yu in this life. Xi'er's appearance and character are quite similar to hers. If she marries Zi Yu, she can be considered as marrying on her behalf.
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Zhen Xue, and fell silent again when he met those soft and beautiful eyes.
He neither agreed nor refused again.
When Mrs. Zhen saw this, she breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes slightly, and didn't know what she was thinking. She waved her hands and whispered: "Ying Jia, take Brother Heng back."
Jia Heng left Fuxuan Hall with Zhen Yingjia and Zhen Qing's father and daughter.