Chapter 893 Sister Feng: Brother Heng, who do you think... do you think I am? (Qiu Yue)
The next day
In the early morning, the sky was a little gloomy, and the weak light fell through the window on a pair of shoes on the bamboo couch.
A sound of "嘤咛" came from the bed surrounded by curtains, and Third Sister You turned around quietly. Yanye's face still had the spring charm that had not faded from last night, her face was flushed, her white face was rosy, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.
It is happiness and sweetness.
Jia Heng stretched out his hand and pinched Sanjie You's pink face. The skin was tender and smooth, and said softly: "It's a bit cold today. You can sleep a little longer to catch up on your sleep."
Although the third sister usually has a fierce temperament and is prone to making sarcastic remarks when she opens her mouth, she is quite shy in bed, but she listens to his words and is almost at the mercy of him, letting him do everything.
Sensing the young man's concern, Sanjie You said with a sweet smile in a somewhat hoarse voice, like an oriole singing, "I can't sleep even in bed, where are you going, uncle?"
"Today I have to go to the Prince's Mansion in Xining County to pay my respects," Jia Heng said.
The prince of Xining County and the Jia family are both four princes and eight princes. It is indeed a friendship for several generations. Moreover, the prince of Xining County is guarding the border in Qinghai, and he is also respected by his side.
Although he had some issues with Jin Xiaoyu due to Liu Fang's incident, and he was expelled from the military aircraft office, it would be too imprudent to blame it on the deceased Prince of Xining County.
The pretty girl lifted the quilt and saw that it was winter. The heavy snow was making people dizzy under the light of the lights, and a red plum tree in the snow was eye-catching.
Jia Heng gently made a snowman, and the richness flowed out between his palms and fingers. He said warmly: "How did this heavy... conscience grow?"
Third Sister You put her arms around Jia Heng's neck and whispered: "How am I doing now? Second Sister is better than me."
Jia Heng: "..."
The third sister started to promote the second sister You in front of him since last night.
Jia Heng said: "Someone, please bring me my python suit."
A maid serving Sanjie You has gone.
After a while, the maid came over carrying a brand new python suit and boots.
Third Sister You had simply put on her dress. She looked at the young man with a look of obsession and said, "I'll wait for you to change."
Jia Heng said "hmm" and let Sanjie You busy.
Third Sister You lowered her head and tied a rhinoceros horn belt inlaid with jade. She raised her eyes with a charming jade face that was silently flowing. Her beautiful eyes were full of obsession and she said: "My uncle is really more handsome than Pan An, and as rich as jade."
And for such a person, when he thinks that she is his concubine, the sweetness from last night overflows from his legs... and from the bottom of his heart.
Jia Heng reached out and rubbed Sister You's bangs, and said warmly: "Prepare some breakfast, let's eat some together."
The third sister still listened to his words. As expected, she didn't tie her hair up in a bun, and she looked even brighter. In fact, exposing her naked forehead was really not suitable for these girls, because their temperament and charm couldn't support it.
"Then I'll call the second sister. We usually have dinner together." Third sister You said softly with a smile on her face, her beautiful eyes with curved eyelashes blinking.
Jia Heng did not respond, but just finished washing up. He looked at Second Sister You, who was being pulled over by Third Sister You to have breakfast with him, and said, "Second Sister, morning."
Second Sister You lowered her eyebrows and said shyly, "Good morning, uncle."
The girl's brows and eyes were filled with tiredness, and it was clear that she had not slept well last night.
Jia Heng said warmly: "Let's have some breakfast together, we are not outsiders in this house."
He really didn't talk to Second Sister You much.
"Thank you, Uncle Heng." Second Sister You responded and sat down quietly, like a daffodil, with her head lowered. She was about to pick up the kuaizi, but she saw the young man opposite hand him over.
Third Sister You quickly reached out to take it, raised her beautiful eyes, her heart was filled with joy and sweetness, and said: "Thank you, uncle."
Just like some love-minded girls are always moved by the "details" of scumbag men such as "opening bottle caps, tying shoelaces, putting on tissues, and delivering spoons".
"You don't have to thank me." You Sanjie, wearing a light red jacket, said happily with a smile as bright as a peony flower.
Jia Heng looked at the second sister You and said warmly: "The third sister is bored at home, but you sisters are not bored when talking together."
Jia Heng left the small courtyard where the You sisters were, and was about to walk to the front yard when he suddenly looked at the beauty coming from the Moon Gate.
"Sister-in-law You, where are you going?" Jia Heng asked.
A look of panic appeared on Youshi's elegant face, and she said softly: "Go over and talk to Keqing."
Judging from her appearance, she must have just come from Third Sister's place?
Jia Heng nodded, glanced at the beauty, and said, "It's a bit cold today, so Sister-in-law You should wear more clothes."
Youshi said softly, "Hmm", looked at the tall and tall boy in the python suit, and asked, "Where are you going, Master Heng?"
"Go to the Prince's Mansion in Xining County," Jia Heng said.
Youshi said softly: "It's time to go and worship."
Jia Heng looked at the beauty and was silent for a moment. After all, he didn't say anything. When he came to the flower hall in the front yard, he saw that the girl in the flying fish suit was already looking at Shen Fei, holding the sword on her waist, waiting.
Jia Heng nodded to Chen Xiao and said, "Wait for me here, I'll go in and take a look."
Chen Xiao said: "Let me go in and have a look too."
Back then, I met the Prince of Xining County with my father, and now I am paying my respects to him.
Xining County Prince's Mansion
At this moment, as the news of the passing of the King of Xining County gradually spread to the entire Shenjing, the front door of the Prince of Xining County gradually became lively. The houses of four kings, eight princes, twelve princes and other warriors all set up sacrificial tents to pay tribute to Xining.
Prince of the county.
"The Marquis Yongning has arrived!" Following the butler's announcement, Jin Xiaoyu, who was kneeling in front of the mourning hall to keep vigil, paused for a moment and turned to look.
People around him, such as Mu Sheng, the son of Prince Dongping, and Ma Shang, the grandson of Duke Zhi, all looked at the young man in the python suit in surprise.
Didn’t Marquis Yongning have a feud with the Jin family before?
However, death is a serious matter, so it is normal to come and pay homage.
Jin Xiaoyu glanced coldly at the boy in the python suit. He didn't say anything, but looked indifferent.
When I was scolded by this person in front of the palace gate in the name of military minister, I was completely humiliated.
Jia Heng stepped forward and burned two sticks of incense, turning a blind eye to Jin Xiaoyu's cold eyes.
Then, without saying much, he returned to Jinyi Mansion to handle official duties.
As for Daming Palace, the inner study room
Emperor Chongping stared at Han Huang, the second assistant to the cabinet, who is now the Minister of Rites. After a few days, the "change" of the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Rites, and after a series of operations, has been fully implemented.
Han Huang said: "The Holy One does not know what the minister has to teach?"
Emperor Chongping suddenly heard this and said, "What does Han Qing think of Marquis Yongning?"
When Han Huang heard this, his expression was stunned. He thought about the emperor's intention and said: "Your Majesty, I think that Marquis Yongning is a famous general in the world and one of the most handsome men in the world. In time, he will be the minister of my great Han Dynasty."
Emperor Chongping nodded and said: "I want to use the Marquis of Yongning to regain Liaodong and destroy the Jurchens. Previously, many officials in the court did not know the Jurchens' wolf habits, made false proposals for peace, sought the skin of tigers, and even accused me of trusting the Marquis of Yongning. It is true.
Incomprehensible!”
This was the bottom line he drew for Han Huang. The war against the captives was a major matter concerning the survival of the Han Dynasty. No one could stop it. Other things could be tolerated, but the war against the Jurchens could never be done for personal reasons.
Han Huang was shocked and said: "The words of the Holy One are very true."
Emperor Chongping nodded and said: "Han Qing has been in the cabinet for twelve years, and he has worked hard. I see it in my eyes and remember it in my heart."
"Your Majesty." Han Huang's body was shaken, and he cupped his hands and said: "I have been trusted by your Majesty, and I have been entrusted with the duties of a cabinet minister to deal with the country. I dare not to be a coward, to be exhausted, to be smashed to pieces, to repay the Holy Majesty."
Emperor Chongping said: "Now the government is childish. Last time Yongning Hou came back from the south of the Yangtze River to control the water and build embankments. He found that there were many inconsistencies in disaster relief between Huaiyang and Jiangning. I thought about it again and again and came up with some ideas.
idea."
Han Huang's heart moved slightly, he held his hands in greeting and said: "Your Majesty, I am a humble minister, please give me a clear explanation."
"The territory south of the Yangtze River is vast and has a large population. Therefore, Taizu and Emperor Taizong jointly governed the three yamen of the Nanjing household department, the governor of Liangjiang, and the chief secretary of Jiangzuo. However, as time passed, the three yamen stacked up on top of each other, and ordered many gates to be in power.
Blame the chaos." Emperor Chongping said, casting his cold eyes at Han Huang, deliberately keeping quiet for a moment, and said in a voice like stone: "This summer, the Huaihe River flooded, food prices in Huai'an and other places soared, and people's livelihood was difficult. The Nanjing Ministry of Household Affairs not only did not take the initiative
He proposed to Marquis Yongning to use grain to stabilize prices, but instead Pan Ruxi, Qian Shuwen and others from the Nanjing Household Bureau and warehouse officials took the opportunity to resell official grain and make huge profits. Although Yongninghou dealt with it severely, it also shows that the Nanjing Household Bureau and Liangjiang
The Governor's Office has many constraints, and it is urgent to clarify powers and responsibilities."
When Han Huang heard this, his elegant face was expressionless, but his heart suddenly became cheerful.
Is this the condition proposed by the emperor?
Emperor Chongping said: "I want to divide the Jiangnan province into Anhui and Jiangsu provinces. Anhui Province will be built with Anqing, Huizhou, Ningguo and Taiping prefectures, and another governor will be established. Jiangning, Suzhou, Songjiang, Xuzhou and other prefectures will be one province.
, with the governor of Jiangnan continuing the governor of Jiangsu, what does Han Qing think?"
When Han Huang heard this, his heart suddenly stirred up a storm. Under the gaze of Emperor Chongping, he composed himself, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I think this method is feasible."
Emperor Chongping said: "Then Han Qing will go back and draft the decree, clarify the reasons, and announce it to all provinces."
First release the news, then observe the reaction of the courtiers, and finally let Ziyu go to Jiangnan to inspect the candidate for governor of Anhui. In this way, the scholars in Jiangnan will pay attention, and a situation of checks and balances will naturally be established.
When Han Huang heard this, his heart was slightly shaken, and he raised his hands and said yes.
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In the afternoon, the sky became gloomy, and light snow seemed to be falling again at some point, so I went to Taoranju.
Speaking of which, this was the place where Jia Zhen originally hosted a banquet for him.
Jia Heng got off his horse, looked at the "Taoranju" plaque on the restaurant, fixed his gaze, and walked in.
At this moment, Sister Feng and Ping'er, accompanied by their grandmother and maid, had already prepared a private room.
In the elegantly decorated wing, several delicacies were placed on display, and Sister Feng's brother Wang Ren was talking to Sister Feng.
Wang Ren smiled and said: "Sister, what does Brother Heng like? I won't be able to collide with you later."
Today, Sister Feng is wearing a sable Zhaojun suit, surrounded by pearls, a pink flowered jacket, a chinchilla cloak with carved azure silk, and a bright red crepe ermine skirt. She looks pink and beautiful.
, Yuyan smiled brightly, and said softly: "It's okay, Brother Heng doesn't have that much airs, and he is usually very talkative."
Wang Ren laughed along and said, "I know that, but I'm just worried that my vulgar temperament will disgust Brother Heng and make my sister complain again."
The first-class Marquis of Wu, the Minister of Military and Aircraft, even if a little leaked out from the cracks of his fingers, it would be enough for him to use up.
Sister Feng smiled and said: "Don't worry, brother Heng, the prime minister can support the boat, and you have a lot of it."
At this moment, Ping'er came closer, with a smile on his face, and said, "Grandma, Uncle Heng is here."
Sister Feng's face was full of joy, and she stood up to greet him. She saw the young man wearing a green shirt and long robe, with a calm expression. When he looked at her, he nodded with gentle eyes.
Sister Feng's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know why, but she felt as if an electric shock had passed through her delicate body.
I thought to myself, it's also my fault that she doesn't know how to control herself these days. Maybe it's what the classical Chinese in the book says, and she has been friends with God for a long time?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Hua Xin's heart skipped a beat and she quickly cleared away the chaotic thoughts in her heart.
In fact, Sister Feng was able to say "the north wind was strong all night" that was praised by Daiyu, Baochai and others when everyone in the Haitang Poetry Society was joining in a poem, and she actually had a bit of crooked talent.
"Brother Heng." Sister Feng Danfeng called with bright eyes and a cheerful tone.
Jia Heng nodded towards Sister Feng and asked, "Is this brother Wang Renshi?"
As he said that, he looked at Wang Ren. He had a fair face, a medium build, slender eyebrows and eyes, and his face had the mean and sharp look of the Wang family. He had a slightly flattering smile on his face at the moment.
Sister Feng introduced with a smile: "Brother Heng, this is my brother."
Wang Ren said with a smile: "Today I have seen the real Buddha. Mr. Hou is really a talented person with a majestic appearance. He is worthy of being a handsome man of the younger generation of the Jia clan."
I started bragging about it, but I was uneducated and I was at a loss for words for a while.
Although Jia Heng was a relative, he was wearing a python robe and had an aura of majesty that Wang Ren did not dare to ignore.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Brother, sit down."
He really couldn't say anything complimentary to Wang Ren. In the original novel, he sold his niece into a brothel. Could this be something a human being would do?
After the two parties had finished their greetings, they sat down and drank three rounds of wine and five dishes.
Wang Ren smiled and said: "Master Hou, let me think about my situation. My sister told you that I have been traveling all over the country these years, and it has been really rough. I just want to do some business in Beijing. I have my eye on a shop in the east city.
I just want to take over the business and open a gambling house, but now the Wucheng Army and Horses Department needs to apply for a license for Laoshizi, so I'm wondering if the Marquis can be accommodating?"
Jia Heng turned to look at Sister Feng and asked, "Didn't Sister-in-law Feng tell Brother Shi?"
The smile on Sister Feng's gorgeous face faltered slightly and she said, "I haven't had time to say it yet."
In fact, she didn't know how to say it. Her brother was very stubborn and might not listen to her words. Instead, he thought she could do nothing.
Jia Heng turned to look at Wang Ren and said in a deep voice: "The gambling house is not a good way to make a living. Nowadays, whether it is selling Jiangnan salt stamps in Huguang, Bashu, or Fujian and Guangdong, and carrying cargo to the sea, it is not as good as it is now."
Is it good to do such business in the capital that destroys people's homes and families?"
Hearing this, Wang Ren looked a little unnatural and said, "I see other people in Beijing are doing this business? I should be able to do it too."
Jia Heng looked at Wang Ren with piercing eyes and said: "Brother, don't look at others. If you are a good family, there will be happiness. If you are a family, there will be disaster. Now these gambling houses are all over the imperial court."
Those whose names have been recorded will find trouble with these people as soon as they find someone who forces a good girl into prostitution or destroys her family.
This is the rule he and Fan Yi set. In fact, whether this system can continue to be implemented after he leaves depends on the conscience of King Wei.
Speaking of a house that has accumulated good deeds, there must be Yuqing. Sister Qiao's judgment is that if you stay Yuqing, you will meet a benefactor suddenly and be lucky to your mother.
Wang Ren's expression changed, he felt a little awe-struck in his heart, and cast a questioning look at Sister Feng beside him.
It was not that he was frightened by Jia Heng's words of retribution, but that he was frightened by Jia Heng's firm attitude and asked Sister Feng on the side for help.
Sister Feng smiled, glanced at Jia Heng, and said: "What Brother Heng said is that this gambling house often forces people to sell their children and prostitutes, and the money they make is indeed a bit unethical. Brother, you might as well change your career, anyway.
Make money, why not make money?"
This time, she sided with him. In the past, she didn't believe in these karma, but now that she is a widow at a young age, it may be that she has done too many immoral things in the past.
When Wang Ren heard what Sister Feng said, it was like a bucket of cold water was poured on his head, and he said: "This...?"
Jia Heng pondered and said: "Brother, why don't you do this? A batch of goods is prepared in Shenjing City. If Brother, brother, transports it out to sea by cargo ship, you can still make a lot of profit."
Wang Ren said with a bitter face: "In recent years, there have been many pirates on the sea, plundering property and killing people. Jia Hou, this business is not easy to do."
If you can make money by relying on the power of the Jia family in the city of Shenjing, why go to sea and take risks to earn a few hard-earned money? If there is a storm, the ship will sink and people will die. It is not a joke.
Jia Heng looked silent and said: "The Yangzhou Huaihe River Transfer Department uses a salt ticket method. Regardless of the merchant's capital, he can take salt and traffic it to various provinces with a ticket. He can make a lot of money. Brother, you can give it a try."
"Businessmen from both Huaihe and Huaihe Rivers have gathered together, and the salt and interest have been suppressed again and again, and now they are gradually becoming unprofitable," said Wang Rendao.
Jia Heng said: "Recently, the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Internal Affairs entrusted the sales share of a batch of coal to merchants in Beijing to traffic it to the northern provinces for the daily cooking needs of the people. Brother Wang can give it a try."
"Coal?" Wang Ren looked thoughtful. Seeing Jia Heng's eyes getting colder, he didn't dare to argue anymore and changed his words: "I'm not familiar with this either."
Sister Feng was listening to the side, and she gradually felt ashamed. She raised her eyebrows and said softly: "Brother, Brother Heng has given you so many ideas, you must listen to one of them."
Wang Rendao: "Then let's traffic coal. It sounds relatively safe to me, but I don't have any money yet. I wonder...can the government pay for the coal first and then collect the payment?"
Sister Feng heard this and when Jia Heng picked up the wine cup, she finally couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Brother, the government's money is also very good on credit. I'm afraid they will have to pay in cash."
Jia Heng put down the wine cup and said: "Sister-in-law Feng is right. The reason why the government lets merchants sell goods to various provinces is to save transportation and labor costs. Secondly, it is eager to see cash and enrich the national treasury, so it is difficult to get credit.
.”
When Wang Ren heard this, he could only nod his head and said, "I'll go raise money right now."
I'm afraid I have to borrow some money from his sister, who is in charge of the Rongguo Mansion and has more than a million dollars in her hands. In addition, she might be able to borrow some money from the Xue family.
After drinking two more cups of wine, after Wang Ren was dismissed, only Jia Heng and Sister Feng were left in the wing.
Jia Heng looked at Sister Feng who looked embarrassed and said, "Sister-in-law Feng, it's getting late. Let's go back first."
Sister Feng sighed and said helplessly: "Brother, I just want to make easy money. If it is easy money, why would others let you make it?"
To be honest, she felt a little ashamed right now, seeing her brother like this and not knowing how to look at her.
Jia Heng said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng, let's do this for now. We will discuss it if anything happens later."
Sister Feng sighed, picked up the wine cup, drank a glass, and said, "Brother Heng, I'm sorry to help you."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Sister-in-law Feng, we are all part of the same family, so there is no need to be polite."
When Sister Feng heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her head and drank a cup of wine.
"Grandma, it's snowing outside," Ping'er said.
At some point, snowflakes started flying in the sky, and a thin layer of snow fell on the roof of Sister Feng's carriage.
Jia Heng said: "Sister-in-law Feng, get in the car and we will go back together."
Sister Feng looked at the snowflakes falling on the young man's body and said, "Why don't we ride in the car together? It's snowing heavily outside."
Seeing that Jia Heng was still a little hesitant, Sister Feng's eyes were filled with smiles. Perhaps because of drinking, she was a little more bold than usual. She joked: "Brother Heng, are you still afraid of other people gossiping?"
Jia Heng said: "What are you talking about, Sister-in-law Feng? What gossip can others say?"
This Sister Feng actually used the provoking method.
Sister Feng smiled and got on the carriage first without calling the boy again.
Jia Heng, on the other hand, lifted the curtain and got into the carriage with glazed hairpins. It was snowing and the night was pitch black, so no one was paying attention. The interior of the carriage was spacious and elegant, with a lantern hanging on the beam, filling it with soft light.
car.
Sister Feng raised her eyes to look at the boy in the python suit and said softly: "Brother Heng, my brother has caused trouble for Brother Heng today."
Jia Heng said: "Fortunately, it's not a problem. The Coal Department of the Ministry of Industry is looking for businessmen, and it's for others."
Sister Feng looked at the young man in the python suit. Under the light of the lamp, he had sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, and his expression was as deep as the abyss. She didn't dare to look at it more. She just lowered her head and sighed: "My brother is also a good gambler. I am a married woman.
I don’t know how to persuade him, but even if he begs me, I can’t help him.”
Now that she is a widow, she has almost no one to rely on. If her natal brother doesn't help her, who should she rely on when she gets older?
Lian Er, the one who killed a thousand swords, really hurt her.
Sister Feng sighed quietly in her heart, feeling mixed emotions in her heart for a while.
Jia Heng nodded, looked at the young Huaxin woman who was wearing a Zhaojun suit and a pink coat. The look of sadness on her face was completely different from the one in the original work, and she said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng has the same difficulties as Sister-in-law Feng."
Sister Feng raised her beautiful eyes and looked at the young man. She suddenly felt a sore nose, and the tears accumulated in her eyes could no longer be held back. Tears suddenly filled her face with that gorgeous jade face.
I don’t know why, but the grievance in my heart can no longer stop.
She had been a widow for a year, and no one had ever sympathized with her difficulties.
Seeing this, Jia Heng was silent for a while. After Sister Feng cried for a while, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, handed it over and said, "Sister-in-law Feng, wipe your tears."
Sister Feng's shoulders were trembling, and she reached out to take the boy's handkerchief. She couldn't express her feelings for a moment.
She is a widow, and no matter how much she thinks about some things, she can't take a step forward, otherwise she will be pushed away, her face will be lost, and she will not have to live.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "If Sister-in-law Feng wants to return to her parents' home and choose a husband, let me talk to the old lady."
It is indeed cruel to let a young woman remain a widow, especially a woman like Sister Feng who has a strong temperament and may also have strong desires.
"Brother Heng!" Sister Feng's gorgeous face turned red at first, her crying stopped abruptly, she raised her pretty face, her phoenix eyes were filled with shame and annoyance, and said: "Brother Heng, don't... take me for granted.
Who is he?"
When did she have the idea of remarrying? It's just that...the winter nights are long, and the coals in the stove can't be heated no matter how you stir them. When it's late at night, the unspeakable loneliness and loneliness flood into her heart.
But she couldn't find anyone. In the past, some bad-mouthed women in the house said that she was close to two young boys Rong Ge'er and Qiang Ge'er, and they were gossiping.
But she has never done anything unbecoming of a woman.
Jia Heng said: "Sister-in-law Feng, I'm afraid Brother Lian won't be able to come back. Sister-in-law Feng is also a normal person with seven emotions and six desires. Suffering like this is not a long-term solution."
"I know Brother Heng's good intentions." Sister Feng took the handkerchief and wiped her tears. Holding the handkerchief in her hand, she said softly: "It's good to talk to Ke Qing and Sister-in-law You at home now."
Trivial thoughts suddenly surged in my heart, and the handkerchief turned white after being washed.
Jia Heng looked at Sister Feng, nodded and said, "That's good."
He didn't know how to comfort Sister Feng, but he felt that this was not a long-term solution. In two or three years, Sister Feng would probably want to return to her parents' home.
This is worse than Li Wan, who doesn't know who to endure it for.
The glazed carriage tore through the wind and snow in the night, ran all the way through the streets paved with bluestones, and headed towards Ningguo Mansion with a "creeping, creaking" sound. Although it was a little bumpy, it did not see Sister Feng like Baoqin did that day.
I ran up to him all of a sudden.
Jia Heng secretly thought that he said that something strange happened that day. The little chubby girl fell directly in front of him, and then he couldn't help but kiss her.
Maybe the little fat girl has a lot of inertia? Is the inertia related to the mass of the object?