Qin Keqing looked at the young man who smiled and said nothing, feeling a sense of shame and joy in his heart.
She is one or two years older than her husband, but judging from her interactions before and after marriage, her husband is mature and prudent, his mood and anger are intangible, and he is not like a young man at all in his speech, behavior, and dealings with others.
Speaking of it, she even felt that her husband never seemed to have negative emotions of anger or anger on his face. Although this kind of demeanor was heartbreaking, she also felt that there was an invisible barrier between him and herself.
Jia Heng looked at the beautiful woman who was looking down in thought with warm eyes. He had to say that his wife was as graceful and beautiful as a blooming peony. After becoming a wife for the first time, her every smile, beautiful and touching charm had begun to take shape.
Suddenly, some Jia Zhen seemed to have lost her mind and went crazy. She even colluded with the bandits and wanted to kidnap Ke Qing.
It's just a matter of lust.
Jia Heng's eyes gradually became distant. When troubled times were approaching, he could not keep all the beauty without power.
Not to mention the picturesque scenery and seductive power.
Seeing Jia Heng's eyebrows once again covered with a layer of solemn thoughts, Qin Keqing smiled softly and said softly: "Husband, it's time for lunch."
Just at this time, Aunt Cai entered the side room with a smile and called Jia Heng and Qin Keqing to eat.
Jia Heng nodded, smiled, and said: "But Qing, after dinner, I will write some more manuscripts."
If you work overtime to write the manuscript, you should be able to submit it the day after tomorrow.
The manuscript of the Three Kingdoms must be published to the world as soon as possible. After gaining initial fame, he had already thought of a plan to spread the word to the emperor as a white man.
However, in the past two days, he still needs to collect some information and conduct on-site inspections of the troops in the capital camp. He should be very busy recently. As for the matter of deregistration, let's wait and see what happens with the Jia family.
Qin Keqing nodded, as if she could feel some kind of emotion in her husband's heart. He took the initiative to reach out and hold the hand that was placed on the table, and said: "Husband, let's have lunch."
The couple finished lunch at the same table. It was already afternoon. The soft autumn sunlight passed through the sparse bamboo leaves and through the window. The breeze came slowly and the bamboo shadows swayed.
Qin Keqing, with soft eyebrows and gentle eyes, sat quietly by the screen, holding a set of green shirts that Jia Heng usually wore, and with the help of the maids Baozhu and Ruizhu, measured the size with a cloth ruler.
It was late autumn, with autumn rain and cold, and she planned to sew a robe for her husband.
In front of the wooden bookcase, Jia Heng was sitting on a chair with an upright posture and his head slightly bowed. He was writing a manuscript on the yellow paper with a brush in his hand.
If he hadn't practiced shooting in his previous life and hung bricks for hours at a time, he might not have had such patience.
"With charcoal pen, you have to write faster. Of course, no matter how fast you are, it can't be as fast as the keyboard. With all your fingers flying at the same time, you write more than ten thousand times a day... An online article author I followed in my previous life even opened my eyes in anger. It's said that
To support the family." These thoughts flashed through Jia Heng's mind.
While Jia Heng was working on the manuscript, the men and wives of Jia's family were all running around about Jia Zhen.
Jia She went to find Wang Shuirong of Beijing.
Jia Zheng went to find Fu Shi, the general judge of Jingzhao Prefecture.
Mrs. Wang went to Prince Teng's house.
Jia Lian also took his servants Zhao'er and Wang'er to Jingzhao Yamen to inquire about information and tried to enter the prison to contact Jia Zhen.
Imperial City·Palace
At the end of the afternoon, at the turn of Shen Shi, Jia's mother, who had changed into a royal decree, got on Jia's carriage, handed over the sign in front of the palace, and then, under the guidance of the palace people, entered the deep palace of the Jiuzhong Emperor.
Changle Palace - This palace was restored according to ancient drawings after the Chen and Han Dynasties established their capital in Xijing. It is tall, majestic and magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, and red eaves and green roofs.
At this moment, the floor is as clear as water, reflecting the figures of palace maids and eunuchs. Behind the curtains and beams and pillars, the copper crane palace lanterns are carved with exquisite patterns. In the fumigation cage, ice silk and agarwood turn into green smoke.
Fragrant and fragrant.
The Empress Dowager of the Han Dynasty - Empress Dowager Feng was sitting on a brocade cloud couch, accompanied by the eldest princess of Chen Han Jinyang, Princess Xianning, Princess Qinghe and the concubines in the palace.
Empress Dowager Feng was over sixty years old, with gray hair, but fair and rosy cheeks. She looked at Jia Mu below with a pair of sharp, narrow eyes. After listening to her ramble, there was a sense of alienation on her indifferent face.
Color, he said in a clear voice: "Jia Shi, Jia Zhen's crime, the emperor has issued an edict and ordered a judge to interrogate it, how can I change it?"
The Supreme Emperor was raised in Chonghua Palace and had not passed away yet, so Empress Dowager Feng would not call her Ai family.
Jia's mother lamented: "My wife... my nephew is incompetent and has betrayed the trust of His Majesty. Now he is in prison. I have nothing to say. But my ancestor's title has been lost. How can I have the face to meet the second Duke Rong Ning and ask for it after a hundred years?"
The Queen Mother’s grace.”
The eldest princess of Jinyang on the side had a look of amusement on her beautiful face.
In the past few days, she ordered Xia Houying to check on Jia Heng, and she had collected some information. Summarizing it, the young Mr. Jia had already made a marriage agreement, and the woman was the daughter of Qin Ye, a doctor in the Ministry of Industry's Camping and Cleaning Department.
Since Jia Heng is married, there is no need to mention Princess Shang.
"This child Chanyue...when will she grow up?" Looking at her daughter on the side, she was holding a bronze mirror. The sunlight reflected on the window was reflected to the beams and pillars of the main hall, and she was having a great time.
Princess Jinyang curled her lips, her bright eyes full of doting and helplessness.
At this moment, Li Chanyue was holding the bronze mirror, her bright eyes full of curiosity, as if she was wondering why the mirror could borrow the sun's rays and reflect the shadows of the beams.
Looking at Jia's mother who was in tears, Empress Dowager Feng paused and said: "The emperor deprived Jia Zhen of her title and did not mention the person who would attack her title. Your Jia family can choose another one..."
Jia Mu raised her head, her old eyes filled with hope.
"Mother, this matter involves the laws of the imperial court. The emperor has made a decision and just made a decree. Mother..." Princess Jinyang's beautiful face had a bright smile, she blinked and said softly.
Jia Mu: "..."
Empress Dowager Feng paused for a moment and said in a clear voice: "This is also the reason. Since Jia Zhen's crime has been handed over to the supervisor to judge her in detail, as for the title, we still need to look at what crime Jia Zhen committed. If not,
Even if you think about it, the noble Lord of Ning will not be implicated in any treasonous crime."
After saying that, I sighed softly in my heart.
How could she not know that her daughter had good intentions to improve her relationship with her own son?
It's just that Xu'er has a strong temperament, and when he is about to be punished, he will remove the title of Ningguo for illegal things. I don't know how the superiors and subordinates will discuss it, and the people in the Chonghua Palace...
Princess Xianning on the side had a strange look on her cold jade face. She glanced at her aunt and thought to herself, no wonder her father was so polite to her aunt.
My grandmother has always been a person with a strong temperament. Ever since she was a child, she has not dared to get close to her, a decent granddaughter. However, in front of her aunt, she was like a spring breeze, with laughter and laughter.
As for her mother, she was not allowed to stay any longer except in the morning and dusk when high-ranking officials and palaces were appointed.
Mother Jia's face was gloomy, she glanced at Princess Jinyang, feeling a little angry in her heart. She vaguely felt that she had gone to the wrong place to seek help. Perhaps she should go to the Supreme Emperor of Chonghua Palace?
In the Hall of Rongxi, the lights were as bright as day, the figures were dim, maids and servants stood around, not even daring to breathe for fear of being angered.
In the afternoon, when the eldest man came back from outside, a young boy with no eyes collided with him, had him tied up, and beaten half to death on the spot.
At this moment, Jia Mu, Jia She and others gathered together again.
Jia She said anxiously: "Mother, what do the Emperor and the Empress Dowager say?"
Jia Mu sighed and said: "It depends on the size of Brother Zhen's crime. If it is not a crime of treason,"
Jia Zhengdao: "I heard from Fu Shi that Xu Deqing from Jingzhaoyin is determined to handle nephew Zhen's case, and nephew Zhen has already confessed."
When did Jia Zhen go to jail? After staying for one night, she felt like her insides were burning, and she was frightened and frightened. In addition, Xu Lu announced to Jia Zhen that Emperor Chongping had issued an order to remove him from the nobility, and he was immediately executed.
The instruments of torture were laid out everywhere, so Jia Zhen threw them all out.
"Confessed?" Jia She was so angry that he left the tea cup in his hand on the ground and said angrily: "Why is nephew Zhen so confused!"
Jia Mu asked, "What's going on?"
Jia She said angrily: "Mother, we have been deceived. There is no direct evidence that Xu Lu is a bandit who is said to be a gangster colluded with nephew Zhen. As long as the whole thing is blamed on that bitch slave Lai Sheng, nephew Zhen may not be able to survive."
retreat!"
As if he was worried that Jia Mu would not believe it, he said: "This is what the prince said. Xu Deqing is just a cruel official. He relies on his holy family to commit mischief and is beaten to death. As long as nephew Zhen refuses to admit it, we will punish him with severe punishment."
This was what Beijing Wang Shuirong analyzed for him, and he believed it deeply.
Jia Zheng sighed and said: "The Holy One already knows his evil, so what's the use of hiding his ears and stealing his bell?"
Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, Jia She: "..."
Jia She snorted softly and said: "If Fu Shi tried to clear up the jailer and passed on whether or not, how could nephew Zhen confess in prison without hope? Then Fu Shi did not even have these means to pass judgment on Jingzhao Yin?"
This is a subtle accusation against Jia Zheng.
"That's enough!" Mother Jia leaned on her crutches, with an angry look on her old face, and said, "Our family knows our own affairs. Brother Zhen had a dispute with Jia Heng before. The two of them had a stormy quarrel. Who could hide it?"
Go? The Holy One has issued a decree, and if you refuse to acknowledge it until death, are you trying to deceive the emperor?"
The Holy One decreed that Jia Zhen was guilty and sentenced to death, and then you refused to admit it until you died, and you still want the Holy One to withdraw his decree?
In this era, there was no such thing as procedural justice. Even though later generations advocated procedural justice, the rules of evidence adjudication were based on free trial.
The standard of proof of guilt and innocence is naturally to eliminate reasonable doubt and strictly exclude illegal evidence. However, such criminal prosecution procedures have not been fully implemented even in later generations, let alone today's Chen Han?
The arbitrariness of the Sacred Heart reaches its end in heaven, so how can there be any repetition?
Jia She's face turned pale, his eyes flickered, and he said suspiciously: "But the prince..."
It’s impossible for Beijing Wang Shuirong to trick his Jia family, right?
Won't……
Jia Lian, who was on the side, said softly: "I think the prince thinks there is still room for escape in this matter, and Brother Zhen can still be rescued, but the imperial edict is harshly worded, and the Holy Lord Long Yan is furious."
The King of Beijing belongs to the Jia family, so of course he will not harm the Jia family, but the way of handling it is different, and the King of Beijing has already felt the malice from Emperor Chongping.
Jia She looked worried and asked, "Mother, what should we do now?"
Jia Mu sighed and said, "No matter what, you must keep your title."
Jia Zhen committed a crime and was no longer tolerated by the emperor, but the title passed down by her ancestors could not be lost, and Ning Guo still had heirs who could inherit the title.
In the Rongxi Hall, Jia Zheng, Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing, and Sister Feng all had their faces slightly moved when they heard this.
It is strange to say that Jia Rong, the successor of Dongfu, and Youshi are not here at the moment. After all, he is a young man, born in a small family, and is known as a saw-mouthed gourd in the outside world.
Jia Mu asked the two of them to go back and guard the door, but the people in Xifu were running around in a hurry.
Jia Mu looked at Mrs. Wang and asked anxiously: "What did Baoyu's uncle say?"
Mrs. Wang was silent for a moment and said in a solemn voice: "My uncle will bid farewell to His Majesty tomorrow and said that he will mention the matter of the East Mansion to His Majesty."
When Jia She heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "With my uncle speaking out and Prince Beijing interceding, I think I can keep my title in Dongfu."