Chapter 822 Jia Heng: You can’t be too thick and thin.
In Ningguo Mansion, in the evening, it was raining and the sky was dark. The autumn wind blew through a plum tree planted in the southwest corner of the study. The sparse branches and leaves rustled in the bleak autumn wind.
In the study room, sandalwood slowly rose from the beast-patterned copper furnace and spread throughout the room. On the bed raised by the sky blue curtain, Jia Heng and Zhen Xue hugged each other closely, rubbing their ears and temples together.
Zhen Xueyu's face was rosy, and her beautiful eyes were slightly open. This beauty lived up to her name. Her skin was already reddish in the past. Her voice was somewhat gentle and charming, and she whispered: "Ziyu, it's getting late."
Jia Heng said softly: "Well, let's do this for now."
Zhen Xue's beautiful eyebrows furrowed, her nose snorted, her cheeks flushed with shame, she took the handkerchief and got busy.
Let Zhen Xue help clean up, and then Jia Heng stood up, looked at Zhen Qing, and said softly: "You pack up and go back with Xue'er."
Zhen Qing expelled the spring charm flowing silently between her brows and corners of her eyes. Her fairy-like face looked as calm as a lake. She held the teacup, her pink lips pressed against it, and took a sip. Her eyes were slightly reluctant to leave.
He looked at Jia Heng and said quietly: "Then I will tell the prince like that when I get back."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Go ahead, I'll go there the day after tomorrow."
While talking, he helped Zhen Xue tidy up a little, and walked out of the study with a calm expression. At this moment, he looked around and found that the sky had darkened, the night had fallen, the rain and fog had subsided, and the courtyard was quiet.
Jia Heng looked up and took a breath of the fresh air in the courtyard.
Immediately, he turned his eyes and saw a girl in a green skirt under the eaves of the corridor with her hands on her shoulders. She came close and asked, "Xiaoxiao."
Chen Xiao glanced at Jia Heng coldly under her eyebrows and said, "Go and take a shower. No one came just now."
She was too lazy to talk to him about his nonsense every day.
She even sympathized with him, and it was obvious that he didn't really want to have a moment of pleasure, and he didn't want to be obsessed with the enchanting concubine of the Zhen family every time.
But the enchanting concubine clearly regarded him as her husband and would come to entangle him every once in a while.
Jia Heng's expression paused, and he said warmly: "Then I'll go take a bath first, and I'll talk to you later."
He walked along the corridor towards the backyard, passed through the courtyard with rockery hills, and turned into the Moon Gate. After walking for a while, he looked up and saw a petite and exquisite figure in a pink skirt standing in the corridor of the courtyard where he lived, seemingly bored.
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Zhen Lan seemed to be aware of it. When she saw Jia Heng, she took a few steps quickly with the embroidered shoes under her skirt, walked closer and said, "Brother Heng."
"Sister Lan'er, are you waiting for me?" Jia Heng was slightly surprised and asked with a chuckle.
At this moment, he had just been having an affair with Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue, and when he met Zhen Lan by chance, he inevitably felt a little weak.
This Zhen Lan is astute as Zhen Qing.
Zhen Lan quickly walked up to him with a flower-splitting willow posture, her thin willow eyebrows were slightly higher, and her red and phoenix eyes were clear and translucent. At this moment, she looked up and down at the tall and tall young man opposite her, and asked: "Brother Heng, you are like this
Do you have time later? That Miss Xiao just said that Brother Heng is talking to the two princesses and sisters, so it’s not easy to disturb him just now."
Jia Heng looked calm and asked: "Is there something wrong with Sister Lan?"
Zhen Lan stared at the young man under her beautiful eyebrows, her nose twitched, smelling something vague and slightly surprised, she asked with a smile: "I have something I want to ask Brother Heng, but I don't know Brother Heng."
Is it convenient or not?”
Facing those unafraid eyes, Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the east wing to talk."
He didn't know what this sister-in-law wanted to do with him, so it was hard to talk about taking a shower and then sent Zhen Lan away.
The two of them came to the east wing one after another, and sat down respectively as guest and host.
Zhen Lan sat in a dignified posture and just said softly: "Fourth uncle was defeated at the hands of the Jurchens before. I still don't know what the palace's position is?"
Jia Heng looked at Zhen Lan. Her face resembled Zhen Qing's, with delicate facial features and a pointed chin. This face actually did not fit in with the aesthetics of this era because it was a bit mean and cold.
Jia Heng thought for a while and then said vaguely: "This matter depends on the will of the Holy Emperor. Why do you suddenly ask about this?"
The question you asked was asked by your sister before, but she asked it while shaking her head.
Zhen Lan said softly: "I'm just worried about what will happen to my family. Brother Heng is an important minister of the imperial court, and I think he knows the affairs of the imperial court very well."
Jia Heng looked at the girl opposite with a somewhat oppressive gaze, and said: "Is Sister Lan spying on me about the situation in the court?"
Zhen Lan's beautiful face was slightly startled, her pink lips pursed, her long and narrow bright eyes flashed, and she smiled and said: "Brother Heng and sister Xi'er will be a family from now on, so it should be normal for me to ask."
Jia Heng whispered: "There is no news from the palace now, which is actually a good thing. It means that we are still weighing things."
Under Zhen Lan's beautiful eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes blinked, she looked curiously at the young man opposite, and said softly: "Brother Heng, what do you say?"
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup on the side, took a breath, and said: "It's hard to say more about this. You can usually ask your eldest sister later, she knows more."
When Zhen Lan heard this, her charming voice was a little coquettish and she said: "Brother Heng, eldest sister doesn't even tell me these things, you tell me."
Jia Heng looked at the red-skinned girl, chuckled and said, "Don't act coquettishly for me."
When Zhen Lan heard this, Qingli's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. She also realized that she had been a little too intimate just now. Her heart moved slightly and she said: "Brother Heng, our family seems to be in bad times now. I have heard some rumors recently.
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Jia Heng said: "It has nothing to do with Sister Lan, so there is no need to worry about Sister Lan."
Zhen Lan nodded her head, her bright eyes darkened, and she said quietly: "To be honest with Brother Heng, the Fang family's attitude towards our family has been significantly different since the fourth uncle's accident, or the death of the old lady."
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "The Zhen family was originally a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River. The Fang family was somewhat high-ranking before, but this kind of official family is inevitably a bit arrogant."
It's hard to say too much, but a little bit of conversation between smart people will tell the truth.
"Yes, our family's reputation is not what it used to be." Zhen Lanfang's heart moved slightly, she stared at the young man, and said in a clear voice: "It was prosperous but then declined, and the reputation of a gentleman was cut down after five generations. Previously, it was all because of the old lady.
Please hold on, now that the old lady has left, a lot of things will happen at home."
Jia Heng looked at the girl opposite and said softly: "The water overflows when it is full, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is the ultimate principle of heaven. From an ordinary perspective, these are not things that my sister and a daughter's family can handle."
As expected, he has the most similar temperament to Zhen Qing. Although he is young, he knows the situation of the Zhen family very well and is prepared for danger in times of peace.
Zhen Lan's pretty and snow-like face was full of determination, and she said softly: "As a man, I could have gone out to establish a career early, but now I can only helplessly watch the decline of the clan in the house.
Go down."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, looked at the heroic and beautiful girl opposite, and said softly: "Sister Lan's temperament is somewhat similar to that of my sister Tanchun."
"Sister Tanchun's temperament is indeed stronger, but it's a pity that I don't have a brother as famous as Brother Heng." Zhen Lan looked at the young man with shining eyes and said softly.
Originally, I heard that the Ning and Rong mansions also had many dandy and elderly children, and were gradually entering their twilight years. However, with the emergence of a figure like Uncle Yong Ning, the Jia family could once again prosper for three generations.
Jia Heng said: "I can't take what Sister Lan is saying."
Zhen Lan blinked and said as if joking: "But Brother Heng is also my brother-in-law now. If anything happens to the family in the future, Brother Heng won't just stand by and watch, right?"
"Brother-in-law?" Jia Heng frowned and said softly: "Don't worry, Sister Lan, as long as it doesn't violate national laws and regulations, it's within my capabilities and I won't sit idly by."
As for helping the Zhen family move stolen goods, forget it.
Zhen Lan looked at the young man opposite her with her crystal clear eyes, sighed softly and said, "With Brother Heng's words, I feel relieved."
Jia Heng said with relief: "Don't worry too much, Sister Lan, there are still two princesses."
Zhen Lan nodded and said, "That's what Brother Heng said."
Jia Heng looked at the sky outside and said, "I won't talk to Sister Lan for now, I have something else to do."
Zhen Lan Yingying stood up, smiled and said, "Then I won't disturb Brother Heng."
Watching Jia Heng leave, Zhen Lan's eyes flashed and she sighed quietly.
After the previous battle, it was revealed that Uncle Yongning was an important military minister that the Han Dynasty would use to help foreign countries in the future. It would be good if he could help resolve the resentment of the Supreme Lord in the palace towards his family.
Jia Heng, on his side, looked indifferent, went to the wing to take a bath, changed his clothes, and headed to the back house in the night. At this moment, lanterns were hung everywhere under the eaves, and the slanting wind and drizzle from the south of the Yangtze River blew on his face.
The green eaves and white walls on all sides are wet, and the ridges of the house with overhanging eaves in the distance stand quietly in the misty rain, which always makes people feel a little sad.
In the courtyard where Daiyu was, the candles in the west wing had been lit, and her petite figure was reflected on the window.
The girl is wearing a peony embroidered collar with haze and red autumn chrysanthemum patterns, a pink satin jacket with a stand-up collar and a pink horse-faced skirt. She is currently reading a cookbook by the light, her face is reflected in the light.
Down, gentle and quiet.
Previously, after Jia Heng left the back hall, everyone drank tea and talked for a while, then dispersed.
Two sisters, Li Wen and Li Qi, like to read books. These days, they go back to their boudoir to read books.
Baoqin took Xiangyun, while Tanchun and Nona took Xinxin to the house to talk.
Baochai was not too happy about the excitement, but went back to her garden to work as a dressmaker, mainly making clothes for Jia Heng to wear in the winter.
Zijuan walked forward slowly, called to Daiyu who was attentive, and said: "Girl, the uncle is here."
Daiyu put down the recipe book in her hand, her face was quiet for a moment, then she got up and went out in awe.
While he was talking, he saw Jia Heng entering the side room. The young man was wearing a straight green shirt and looked cheerful.
"Sister, where are you reading?" Jia Heng said, walked closer, looked at the girl with willow eyebrows and starry eyes, and said softly.
"Well, if you're bored, let's learn how to cook." Daiyu's starry eyes flashed and she said with a chuckle.
Jia Heng: "..."
Daiyu's mouth is really sharp and sharp.
Jia Heng came closer, took Dai Yu's plain hand, hugged her into his arms, and whispered: "Then let me teach you later. It's not easy to learn from the recipes."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and pursed his two slightly moist pink lips. As soon as he got closer, the peach blossoms seemed to suddenly bloom in the autumn moon.
I don’t know if it’s because we are more intimate, but I also gradually like the intimate way of getting along with Daiyu, especially her petite body, which makes me feel so shy between my palms and fingers.
Immediately, Jia Heng looked at the girl with rosy cheeks and starry eyes, and said softly: "My sister wants to help me spoon soup with bare hands, but I'm not in a hurry. I can learn slowly in the future."
Daiyu's beautiful face was covered with a thin blush, like the ripples of water in Xiangyuan. Her starry eyes were full of attachment, and she asked softly: "Brother Heng, when will we return to Beijing?"
Jia Heng gently played with a strand of Daiyu's hair and whispered: "Just for the next few days, preparations have already begun. Then you will take the boat to Beijing with my eldest sister and the others."
Daiyu turned her face, looked at the vast sky outside the window, and said: "It's been a long time here, and it will be the beginning of winter in two days. There are really a lot of things going on this way south, and Brother Heng is also about to do it."
Such a great contribution.”
Jia Heng hugged Dai Yu, and the warm fragrance of soft jade overflowed in his arms. Because Qing and Xue had already spent a lot of energy, they didn't have many distracting thoughts at the moment.
, I don’t really care, except that Xi and Sister Lin are in love.”
When Daiyu heard this, her delicate body trembled slightly, she looked at the young man and whispered: "Brother Heng."
The girl, who was talking sweetly, suddenly felt a soft and disturbing aura coming over her again.
The two were intimate for a while.
Zijuan, who was outside the screen, said: "Girl, sir, it's time for dinner."
Jia Heng sat down, had dinner with Dai Yu, and said, "My sister eats so late these days."
"I'm not very hungry at all." Daiyu said softly, picked up Kuai Zi, put the dishes in Jia Heng's bowl, and asked, "I haven't asked Brother Heng how about visiting the Li family?"
Jia Heng smiled and said, "It's okay."
I had a few contacts with Li Shouzhong, but I wasn't in a hurry.
After the two of them finished their dinner, they came to the bed. Jia Heng caught the lamb and whispered in his ear: "Sister, I have something to do later."
Under Daiyu's eyebrows, her starry eyes narrowed, looking at Jia Heng unwaveringly, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, just go and get busy."
It's her fault that she always coaxes her and delays official business.
Jia Heng nodded and said with a smile: "Sister, I'll go over first."
Daiyu seemed to be a little shy these past two days. He wanted to put off teaching her how to please him. Well, he also planned to coax Baochai.
You can't be thick and thin.
The courtyard where Baochai lived——
The personal maid Ying'er lowered the window, isolating the sound of the rain hitting the banana trees outside the window, turned around, looked at the girl sitting on the bed, and called out: "Girl."
Baochai put down the sewing in his hands, raised his eyes to look at his maid, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Uncle went to Miss Lin's place again." Ying'er lowered her voice.
Baochai's jade face was slightly stagnant, her hand holding the embroidery needle paused slightly, she smiled and said, "It's not normal to go there."
Ying'er sat not far away and whispered: "But it was obviously the girl who came first. It has been so long since I came to Jinling. How many times have you visited the girl?"
Baochai put the needle away, raised his eyes and glared at Ying'er, and said, "How many times have you come here, are you still counting?"
She felt that it was not necessarily because he couldn't put it down because of how much he loved Mei'er, but more to appease Mei'er's little temper.
Seeing Baochai's annoyance, Ying'er quickly said: "I just wanted to fight for the girl's injustice. The girl didn't know. Just a few days ago, I gave Xue Yan some rose dew and she spilled the beans."
"What did you say?" Baochai paused slightly and asked softly.
At this time, Ying'er came close to Baochai's ear and whispered: "Uncle came back one day and spent the night directly with Miss Lin."
Baochai:"???"
The lake in the girl's heart seemed to have stirred up turbulent waves, and her moist apricot eyes suddenly seemed to be filled with mist and disillusionment, and her heart was constantly thinking.
No, Brother Heng is a decent person. He usually doesn't even touch his personal maid Qingwen. It's even more impossible for Zi'er to be so young. Moreover, although Zi'er's usual behavior is a bit charming, it doesn't look like that.
It looks like a broken body.
so……
Just simply sleep together? Cuddle and kiss?
Baochai's face changed, she pursed her pink lips, and she vaguely guessed the whole story. She calmed down and said, "You can't talk nonsense, it's related to the honor of your daughter's family."
Ying'er whispered: "My girl, are you still talking about honors and honors at this time? Look at Miss Lin's sharp mouth during lunch. She has already regarded herself as the head wife and used words to hit the girl. From now on, it will be like this.
But it’s worth it.”
This Baochai's personal maid actually had a rather strong character. In the original work, whether it was the flower-cutting incident in the Grand View Garden or the money play with Jia Huan, and the subsequent turmoil after Jia Huan cheated, her fierce temperament was shown.
"She doesn't have any bad intentions. In fact, she is more like a child. Don't always think bad things about people." Baochai frowned her beautiful eyebrows, and said in a low voice with her pear-like face looking thoughtful.
The day before yesterday, her cousin told her that Sister Lin was young, so it was okay to give in a little, and he would not fail to see it.
In fact, Sister Lin really has a childish nature. She and Nabao brothers had quarreled countless times in the Rongguo Mansion in the past. But don't children just attract the attention of adults by crying?
Seeing that her girl frowned, her face looked refreshed, and she seemed really annoyed, Ying'er could only say angrily: "The girl is still generous."
"Okay, you are not allowed to say these words anymore. If Brother Heng hears it, he will act like I instigated him." Baochai said in a low voice with a faint face.
He was able to rise from a commoner's background to become an important military official in the country. He has a clear mind and is definitely not someone who rubs dirt in his eyes.
"Then let's not talk about it." Ying'er nodded quickly, then changed the topic and said softly: "The uncle captured the Jurchen Prince alive this time, so he should be granted the title of Marquis when he returns. At such a young age, the title of Duke is probably certain in the future.
thing."
Well, the girl undoubtedly knows what Baochai likes to hear. His career is economical and he can't brag about it.
Baochai's jade face paused slightly, she pursed her pink lips, her moist apricot eyes flashed, and she felt a little happy in her heart.
He had told her at the beginning that he would be able to become a county king in the future. He said this not long ago, and he has indeed made great achievements one after another.
"It's not easy. I don't know how many risks I've taken to fight against the enemy." Baochai's eyes were lost and he said softly: "Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband to find a prince. In fact, he also made many achievements in political affairs. Even though
Even as a civil servant, you can make a difference."
The husband she found was rare in the world in terms of his talent and military skills.
At this time, Ying'er took out the teapot, took out two teacups, poured a cup for Baochai, and said: "Girl, last time the eldest girl asked me to help take care of the uncle's business, why didn't the girl agree?"
"I was thinking that it might not be appropriate. If it spreads to the house, it will easily get gossiped. After all, it hasn't been done yet." Baochai shook his head and reached out to take the tea cup, his face as white as snow.
Thoughts appear above.
And when word spread to Beijing, Sister Qin might not know what she would think.
In fact, in the eyes of outsiders, because Yuanchun is a member of the Jia family, he helps Jia Heng manage some of the shops in the family, and the property is natural. Even Jia's mother, Mrs. Wang and others secretly rejoiced, because this just showed that the Ning and Rong families
As one body and one heart, there is no doubt that Yuan Chun and Jia Heng have become one and the same.
But Baochai is different. He has not yet passed through the family, and his name is not justified. Of course, he can be said to be doing a favor for his relatives.
"I don't think it's okay. Didn't Miss Qin say last time that the second master is now helping the uncle with his sea trade business? Besides, from now on, the girl and the uncle will be a family." Ying'er advised.
The girl helps the uncle manage the house, and the uncle will pay more attention to the girl in the future. What a great opportunity this is.
"That's what I said, but it's not appropriate now." Baochai said softly, without continuing to explain the reason.
She wanted to wait a little longer, at least to ask him what he thought, whether the big sister was her own idea or if she had his instructions.
Just as Baochai was thinking about it, the surprised voice of the maid Wen Xing came from under the eaves: "Uncle Heng, when did you come?"
The two masters and servants who were talking in the room looked at each other, looked slightly stunned, and then became happy.
After a while, a tall and tall young man was seen walking in from the outer hall.
"Brother Heng." Baochai greeted him and left.
Jia Heng looked at the girl with a plump face and smooth muscles and bones with warm eyes, took another deep look at Ying'er, and asked: "Sister Xue, it's so late and you haven't rested yet?"
Baochai smiled lightly, pointed at the needlework and silk in the basket with the handkerchief, and said softly: "It's getting cold, so I'll make two clothes for Brother Heng."
Jia Heng came forward, sat down, picked up the clothes Baochai was sewing, and said with a smile: "My sister is really ingenious, and her cooking skills are excellent."
Baochai lowered his eyebrows slightly and said softly: "Brother Heng was joking."
Both of them belong to the Cua Kua religion, and basically they can provide each other with high emotional value together.
At this time, Ying'er bowed and slowly exited the hall.
Jia Heng glanced at Ying'er, gently hugged Baochai's shoulders, stared at the fair-skinned girl, and asked seriously: "Sister Xue, eldest sister asked you to help look after the business, why didn't you look at it?"
Baochai's moist apricot eyes showed curiosity and asked: "Did Brother Heng ask Sister to tell me?"
Jia Heng said: "Yes, I know that my sister is a housekeeper and has financial management skills. She can help my eldest sister manage my shops. I am usually busy with court affairs and really don't have time to take care of it."
Baochai pursed her pink lips and said softly: "Brother Heng, isn't this a little inappropriate?"
Jia Heng held Baochai's hand and said softly: "It's nothing. When I get to Beijing, I will talk to my aunt and ask my sister to help me. There is also my third sister. If she has learned well now, she will get married in the future."
housekeeper."
If Tanchun is used as a shield, then everything makes sense. This means that the head of the Jia clan wants to rely on two relatives and girls to help with the housekeeping, and at the same time, he can also practice his ability as a director.
Moreover, among the four families of King Jia Shi and Xue, the Xue family originally smelled like the Jia family's money bag.
Baochai nodded and said, "Then I will talk to my eldest sister later."
Jia Heng said softly: "Take good care of it for me. When you and your third sister get married in the future, I will give you dozens of dowries."
Baochai couldn't help laughing and said softly: "The dowry will eventually fall into the hands of Brother Heng."
As she said this, Fangxin suddenly felt a little shy, her bright and clear eyes narrowed her eyes and said: "Brother Heng."
"Sister." Jia Heng gently pinched the girl's plump chin. The skin felt as if it had been washed with milk, smooth and soft. He lowered his head and pursed his lips, which were not dotted but red, to capture the sweetness.
Baochai's plump face was as red as a cloud and as bright as fire. She stretched out her hand to grab Jia Heng's unlocking hand and whispered: "Brother Heng, don't make trouble."
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said: "I want to tell my sister about Sister Lin. Sister Lin is the one who loves to joke. I just told her and said that I want to ask you for cooking advice."
"Zi'er has nothing else on her mind, I know that." Baochai said softly with a smile on her face, "Brother Heng, don't worry."
It seemed that he was really worried about her quarreling with Yan'er.
Jia Heng took Baochai and sat in his arms as usual. The girl with smooth skin was mixed with orchid fragrance and the fragrance of snow gently spread under her nose. She said warmly: "Sister Xue, you are in harmony.
We should get along well when we are together."
Or in the future, they will have a game in bed, meet each other happily over a bag of wine, and laugh and talk about many things in the past.
Baochai's cheeks were red with embarrassment at this moment, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, don't worry, I and Qi'er are getting along well."
Jia Heng nodded, hugged Baochai, gently made a snowman, and whispered in Baochai's ear: "I know my sister has always understood the general idea."
After saying that, he hugged Baochai, looked at the charming girl, and said: "Sister, I won't go back today. I'll just sleep here with my sister."
He had listened to some of Ying'er's gossip just now. After all, she was Baochai's personal maid, so he needed to find an opportunity to talk about it.
When Baochai heard this, her heart trembled slightly, and she said angrily: "Brother Heng..."
Jia Heng took Baochai's bare hand, looked at the girl's beautiful cheeks which were blushing from shame, and said softly: "Let's hold each other and talk. We are husband and wife. If you don't sleep here with my sister, where else can you sleep?"
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"Yes." Baochai heard this, her face was as red as a pear core, and she responded with a trembling voice, as loud as a mosquito.
Since Mei'er came from behind, she... couldn't fall behind others. She had promised her body to him until death.
Under Ying'er's service, Jia Heng washed his feet, took off his clothes, hugged Baochai, and lay on the bed. The two of them slept together for the first time.