Chapter 911 Zhen Qing: I clearly said I didn’t want it at the beginning
Jinling, Ningguofu
The night was low, and behind the sycamore trees that had lost all their leaves, a bright moon as big as a jade plate climbed up to the treetops. The moonlight was as bright as silver, casting endless brilliance and shining on the white snow. The color of the snow blended with the moonlight.
As one body, they complement each other.
Jia Heng couldn't help but look at the carpet full of water overflowing to the side, staring along the snowy white to Yuan Chun's slightly wet hair on the neck, while the beauty grabbed the edge of the barrel with both hands, her delicate body lying softly, and said softly:
"Okay, let's get up first so we don't catch a cold."
As he said that, accompanied by the sound of water, Jia Heng stood up, took the towel hanging on the wooden stand on the side, and wiped his body. His face, which was originally as red as a ray of light, gradually became as calm as black water.
No waves.
Yuanchun Liuye's beautiful eyes were as bright as water under her slender eyebrows. She glanced at Jia Heng angrily, got up as well, and said angrily: "You...you know how to mess around."
The two of them had almost become an old couple, but this was the first time, which made Yuanchun feel overwhelmed.
Jia Heng saw the beauty with skin as smooth as gel and an orchid in the empty valley, and said softly: "Eldest sister didn't refuse just now, right?"
Yuanchun's originally rosy cheeks turned red with embarrassment. He snorted and said angrily, "You will bully me."
"Okay, the water is almost cold, big sister, get up." Jia Heng supported Yuan Chun as he spoke, helped the beauty wipe her body, put on her underwear, and carried Yuan Chun to the embroidered couch in the posture of a princess.
, cover the beauty with a quilt to prevent her from catching cold.
Yuan Chun's beautiful face was flushed and her pink lips were slightly parted. Her voice gradually became a little delicate and feeble, and she asked: "Brother Heng went to Li's house today. What did Uncle Li say?"
"Li Shibo agreed. I will do my best to help recommend him as the governor of Anhui this time. After I have completed the inspection of the officials of the third department, I will have to go to Anqing Mansion after the year." Jia Heng picked up the teapot on the small table and poured two cups of cake.
He handed the cheese tea over and said: "Sister, drink tea."
Yuan Chun's beautiful face and rose-red aura appeared in circles. She was clearly feeling sweet about the young man's gentle movements. She asked in surprise: "Brother Heng is going to Anqing?"
Jia Heng opened the quilt and lay down to rest for a while. He gently put his arms around Yuanchun's shoulders, smelled the fragrance of the beauty, and said: "Well, the official offices of the three divisions will be located in Anqing Mansion. In addition, over there at Chongmingsha
, I have to go there again after the New Year."
Yuan Chun said: "Brother Heng is not in a hurry when he comes to Jiangnan. He is very busy."
Jia Heng smiled and said: "This is how life goes, and there is no other way."
After saying that, he put his face to the beauty's cheek and said: "Sister, let's sleep."
Yuan Chun said shyly: "I will accompany Xinxin later, she is quite clingy at night."
It's true, hadn't she just been struggling just now, and if she continues to struggle like this, she will really become a beauty and a disaster.
Jia Heng hugged the beauty like a big white goose and chuckled: "She is so happy here in the south of the Yangtze River. She is even more quirky than when she was in Beijing."
Yuanchun's cheeks were slightly red and he said softly: "The little girl has a lively nature and is very happy here. I heard from Xinxin that when she was at home, the old concubine often spoke harshly to her mother."
Jia Heng sighed and whispered: "I have vaguely heard about this, saying that Princess Beijing wants a boy."
This is the reason why Xueer wants to have a boy.
Yuan Chun's jade face was calm, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but show thoughts, and she said softly: "There must be someone to inherit the title of Beijing County Prince, and it is indispensable to have a male to pass on the incense."
As the beauty spoke, she suddenly looked at Jia Heng with her moist and beautiful eyes, and said casually as if unintentionally: "Brother Heng, it's strange that the two concubines Zhen actually have children in Jiangnan."
The more she thought about it, the more weird she felt. Not to mention how the two of them had a child, but that every time they came over, they stayed together for most of the day. Why did such confidential matters need to be discussed for so long?
Jia Heng looked normal and said softly: "The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is humid and there is abundant water vapor. It is not a surprise to have children."
A slight blush appeared on Yuanchun's beautiful cheeks, and she observed the change in her lover's expression, wondering about the key.
In fact, she also felt that her idea was really shocking. How could it be possible that the child in the belly of the two princesses of the Zhen family was still Heng's brother?
Jia Heng looked at Shang Yuanchun's thoughtful eyes, and he didn't know that this handsome and intelligent Jie Yuhua was suspicious. In fact, he had never thought of hiding it from Yuan Chun, but this was not something that could be explained in a few sentences.
Jia Heng thought for a while, changed the topic, and said warmly: "Even if the situation continues like this, I will have a child."
As he spoke, he gently touched the beauty's soft belly and joked.
Yuan Chun was immediately ashamed, grabbed Jia Heng's hand, and said, "Brother Heng, what are you doing?"
"Brother Heng, do you think I'm fat?" The beauty suddenly stared at the young man, feeling the young man's care for her body, and bursts of shameful joy and sweetness surged in her heart.
Every time I touch her belly, she has no fat.
Jia Heng kissed that plump face and said, "Sister, when did you think I thought you were fat? It was too late for me to like you."
As he said that, he hugged the plump Yuanchun. His skin was warm, soft, creamy, crispy and tender, making people want to bury themselves in it and be completely enveloped.
Jia Heng smiled and said: "Speaking of which, you, Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue are of the same age. If you had married early, your child would be as old as Xinxin."
When Yuan Chun heard this, there was a hint of shame and joy on his plump cheeks, and he said angrily: "You...what are you talking about?"
In fact, she also wanted to give birth to a child for her lover, but she didn't know if there would be other troubles after having a child.
Jia Heng hugged the beauty, leaned to her ear, and whispered: "It's only a matter of time to have a baby. Is it that my eldest sister doesn't want to give birth to a baby for me?"
"Who... who doesn't want to." Yuan Chun's jade face turned red, and she said softly, snuggled her head into the boy's arms, and said softly: "I'm just afraid, I'm afraid of hindering Brother Heng."
It's okay to have no children. Even if the affair is exposed, she will protect Hengdi's reputation to the death. However, if she has a child, she is worried that she will not be able to let go of the child.
Jia Heng looked at the beauty who looked like peony petals, pecked her lips, and said, "Don't worry, eldest sister, I won't let eldest sister and the child get hurt at all."
Under Yuan Chun's curved eyebrows, his bright eyes were as bright as water as he looked at the young man. His heart was moved and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng leaned close to the beauty's ear, piled a plump snowman, and whispered: "How about we continue to have children?"
Yuanchun: "..."
Yuanchun's cheeks were slightly red. After all, he could not resist Jia Heng, so Jia Heng continued to fool around again. He kept pestering him until Xu Shi, so he naturally stopped mentioning the matter of accompanying Xin Xin.
Jia Heng hugged Yuan Chun, kissed the sweaty plump and rosy face, and said with a chuckle: "Sister, it's getting late, go to bed early."
"Yes." Yuan Chun also hugged Jia Heng tightly, and Tan Mou responded slightly. Under his beautiful and thin eyebrows, his moist apricot eyes were filled with autumn waves, and his eyes were full of infatuation.
Nothing more to say all night.
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The next day, the morning light shines in the entire courtyard, reflecting the crystal light on the glazed tiles. The snowflakes from the south melt and fall along the wet eaves tiles into the cracks of the green bricks. The grass withered by the cold is preparing for the next spring.
With great vitality.
On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month in the fifteenth year of Chongping, the Little New Year was the day to worship the Kitchen God. Every household in Jinling City began to take a fly whisk to remove the cobwebs and dust on the door beams to welcome the new year.
Today is not only a day off for all the government offices in Nanjing, but also the Jiangnan camp. Except for a few military academy soldiers who are on duty at the camp, they all go home to reunite with their relatives.
Jia Heng did not wear a python suit, but changed into a straight green shirt and a scholar's square scarf. He sat in the study and continued to read the rosters copied from the Nanjing Officials Department and the Jiangnan Governor's Office, as well as the official records and the Jinyi Mansion.
Opinions sent by the experience department.
Although there are many officials in Jiangnan, there are only so many people who are suitable to be transferred to the Third Division of Anhui based on their qualifications and grades. Anhui is newly established, and it is impossible to completely exclude officials from Jiangnan. The trend of division is particularly obvious, but it cannot be allowed to go either way.
Jiangnan officials occupy three departments, otherwise this top-level design of "dividing provinces and governing with less effort" will just change the soup without changing the medicine.
After a while, the maid from outside came in and announced: "Princess Chu and Princess Beijing are here to visit."
Jia Heng placed the roster in his hand on the small table beside him, got up and walked out.
At this moment, the spacious and elegant hall is filled with beautiful pearls and fragrant fragrance.
Yuanchun was sitting on a pearwood chair, holding Xinxin in a pink dress in his hands, talking to Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue who had arrived.
Zhen Qing changed into a bright red dress today, and her black and green hair was tied into a graceful and elegant bun. This did not make the beauty more gentle and soft, but made her more awe-inspiring and gorgeous.
Charming.
Not far away, Zhen Xue is wearing a moon-white dress, her hair is pulled into a fairy bun, her complexion is white and greasy, and her oval face has graceful lines.
At this time, as familiar footsteps came from outside, Zhen Xue raised her head, looked at the person, smiled slightly and said, "Ziyu, are you here?"
Jia Heng nodded and glanced at Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue. Even though he was very familiar with every inch of the two sisters' skin, looking at it at this moment, he was a little surprised. Qing Xue's figure and aura were indeed better.
In comparison, the configuration of the youth version of Lanxi is a bit lower.
Jia Heng asked: "Why did the two princesses come so early?"
Zhen Qing's beautiful face was full of smiles, her voice was soft and charming, and she said: "Isn't this the new year, so come here and take care of Xinxin."
Didn't this person ask questions knowingly? She and her sister came here because they wanted to reunite with him.
Zhen Xue said: "Ziyu, Xinxin didn't cause any trouble for you here?"
"Xinxin is quite sensible." Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at the beauty, nodded, sat down, and said softly: "Two princesses, the kitchen has made dumplings for lunch. The two princesses can stay and use some together."
Zhen Qing smiled and looked at the young man in a straight green shirt. Well, this bastard has a free and easy aura even though he is clothed in commoner clothes.
Said: "Ziyu, I just thought that we could make some dumplings for ourselves. In the past, when we were in the boudoir, my sister, Yuan Chun, and I made dumplings together."
As he spoke, he cast his narrow, clear phoenix eyes at Yuanchun, and said with a chuckle: "Sister Yuanchun, do you remember? About seven or eight years ago, my sister and I were in the capital, and we went to your boudoir and made a meal of dumplings together.
.”
Yuanchun's eyes also had a hint of reminiscence, and with a bright smile on his hibiscus jade face, he said: "Princess, this happened to me back then. It seems to have been many years."
The Zhen and Jia families used to be close friends. When Zhen Qing was still in the boudoir, that is, when she was thirteen or fourteen years old, she lived with Zhen Xue in the capital for a while, and she and Yuan Chun also had a period of time as best friends.
Shui Xin suddenly said softly: "Dad, I also want to make dumplings."
Zhen Xue: "???"
Daddy? Why does Xinxin call Ziyu his daddy?
Jia Heng took Little Loli's little hand and chuckled: "I'll ask the chef to prepare some dumpling wrappers later, and Xinxin will wrap them too, but you wrap them, you come and eat them."
Yuanchun said, and ordered the maid to prepare various dumpling fillings and dumpling wrappers.
At this time, Zhen Qing suddenly raised her eyes and asked about the young man in the python suit. Concern showed in her soft eyes, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, I want to ask you something about my father."
Since the Zhen family was confiscated by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Jinyi Mansion, and all four Zhen Yingjia brothers were exiled, Zhen Qing also had some worries.
Jia Heng glanced at Zhen Qing and said softly: "The two princesses followed me to the study to talk."
It's probably not that Mopan is addicted again, but maybe he really has something to ask him about Zhen Yingjia.
Yuan Chun hugged Shui Xin and said softly: "Xinxin, let's wait for a while."
Shui Xin pursed her lips and snorted, unhappy.
Whenever her aunt and mother came, she and her father would go to the study alone to talk, saying they were here to see her, but no one took her seriously.
Children are actually more perceptive than adults on some things.
Jia Heng led Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue to the study room, where they sat down separately.
However, Zhen Qing took the initiative to sit over, took Jia Heng's hand, and said softly: "Ziyu, my father has been in exile for a long time. He should have arrived at the place of exile by now. Ziyu, do you think I can go to Shu and give it to my father?"
Show gratitude and seek grace."
In fact, this operation is possible.
Jia Heng thought for a while and thought: "This matter has to wait. At least the time is not right now. How long will the Zhen family be exiled? Moreover, it is best to go to Shu to beg for mercy during a great national event. At that time, the Holy Spirit can be compassionate and compassionate."
Send down grace.”
Zhen Qing said: "Then when you defeat the Jurchens next year, I will go to Shu?"
Jia Heng: "..."
"Let's wait and see. No one can say anything about a big victory." Jia Heng said softly.
Zhen Xue sighed softly and said, "I don't know if my father and second uncle can bear such a cold weather."
Jia Heng said: "Have you sent all the cotton clothes for winter?"
"They were all sent over. My mother was in tears some time ago. My sister and I tried to persuade her several times before she got better." Zhen Xue said softly.
Jia Heng sighed.
Zhen Qing said: "How is Lan'er doing lately? You didn't bully her, right?"
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said, "Why should I bully her? Sister Lan'er has experienced a big change, and it is really not easy to withstand it."
"She is a bit like me. She has to be strong in everything. When she is with you, you can teach her more. She will always think of you well." Zhen Qing said softly, observing the changes in the young man's face, and said softly: "I will also accept it in the future."
Come and be a concubine next to you."
"Yes." Jia Heng nodded, but this time he did not refuse.
Zhen Qing: "..."
I clearly said I didn't want it at the beginning, but now...are I accepting it calmly?
That's fine, now the four sisters are serving this bastard. If he dares not to help her in the future, it will be outrageous and will be outraged by both humans and gods.
Let’s not mention Jia Heng’s conversation with Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue for the moment, but let’s talk about Liangjiang Governor’s Yamen, in the study room——
Shen Fang sat behind the bookcase with an elegant face and a gloomy expression. He stared at General Judge Lu Chaoyun and asked, "Is this true?"
Lu Chaoyun lowered his voice and said: "Sir, my friend is related to the chief attendant of Xu Bu's political envoy. This news is conclusive. Lord Xu did go to the Ningguo Mansion."
Shen Fang's eyes were gloomy and terrifying. After a while, the livid color on his face disappeared and he said in a cold voice: "It's normal for him to be anxious. He is worried that his position will be overturned."
After all, after seeing that he had lost his power and was unable to protect Xu Shikui, he began to flatter and show his sincerity to Jia Heng's son.
"What is Marquis Yongning doing recently?" Shen Fang asked.
Lu Chaoyun grimaced and said, "Sir, I don't dare send anyone to keep an eye on you."
Shen Fang's eyes were slightly gloomy and he was speechless for a moment.
Bai Sixing had a sad look on his face and asked in a low voice: "Dong Weng, what should we do now?"
Shen Fang said: "For the present plan, we can only endure the humiliation and bear the burden and wait and see what happens. When there is news from Mr. Han Ge, the situation here in Jiangnan will also change."
Now that he has been dismissed from his post, he should find a way to remove this layer of restraint on his body. The rest of the future will be long.
Seeing this, Bai Sixing felt a haze in his heart, always feeling that things would not be so peaceful.
Shen Fang was silent for a moment, then turned his attention to General Judge Lu Chaoyun again and asked, "What has Mr. Zhang been busy with recently?"
Zhang Yongchuan and he have quite different political views. In the past, they could at least maintain superficial harmony due to the overall situation, but now it is a troubled time, and there is no guarantee that they will not have different thoughts.
Lu Chaoyun shook his head and said: "I don't know about my humble position. As the Chinese New Year is approaching, Mr. Zhang came to Nanjing to audit money, food, and criminal charges."
Although the governor of Jiangnan has a high and powerful position, he will come to Nanjing at the end of the year to hand over one year's affairs to the six government offices.
Shen Fang frowned and whispered: "You let people stare at him."
Lu Chaoyun's heart trembled, and he raised his hands and said yes.
After Lu Chaoyun left, Shen Fang turned to Bai Sixing and said, "How is the public opinion of the Imperial College students in the Jiangnan branch this time? Is there any discussion due to the change in the admission quota in Chunwei?"
Bai Sixing said: "Back to your lord, the Imperial College students have been discussing the division of Jiangnan provinces recently. They are all talking about moving to the north and using their literary talents to capture the Jinshi. But next spring, whether they will be used for the Northern Volume or the Northern Volume.
Is it a southern scroll? Or a medium scroll?"
The Han Dynasty opened a new subject to recruit scholars, and learned from the experience of the Ming Dynasty. It was still divided into three volumes, the north and the south, with a quota of 300 people. Four were taken from the south volume, five were taken from the north volume, and one was taken from the middle volume.
Once the mid-term papers are issued, although the area is small, the number of admissions is also small, so the competition becomes more intense, and the Han Dynasty also has strict restrictions on imperial examination immigration.
Shen Fang's face was gloomy, his eyes flashed, and he had an idea in an instant. He looked at Bai Sixing and whispered: "Let people spread it and say that Anhui is the junction of north and south, and it may be used in Zhongjuan."
When Bai Sixing heard this, he frowned and said, "Dong Weng, if this happens, the supervisors and scholars from Anqing, Huizhou, Taiping, Ningguo and other places will inevitably gather in Jinling to cause trouble. If they cause trouble, the imperial court will lose face."
It’s not very pretty.”
This is almost inevitable. Not to mention whether the supervisors surrounded the yamen, it is said that Rukouque was issued once when the Longzhi Dynasty deposed the prince, and once or twice since Emperor Chongping came to the throne.
Shen Fang's expression was calm, his eyes flickered, and he said in a quiet voice: "The imperial court will always have to resolve the issue of territorial division through the imperial examination. Now it depends on the methods of Marquis Yongning."
A warrior must have never seen such a battle, and he would definitely be at a loss. If he used bloody methods to shock him, he would be shocked at home and abroad, and the world would be condemned with words and writings.
Bai Sixing thought for a while and then said in a deep voice: "Dong Weng must not interfere in this matter, otherwise it will fall into the eyes of interested people, and I am afraid that the Holy Lord Long Yan will be angry and rain down thunder."
Shen Fang said coldly: "At that time, as the governor of Liangjiang, I came out to persuade the troublemaking scholars and calm the public opinion, which is what I should do."
When Bai Sixing heard this, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood Shen Fang's real plan, and he praised: "Dong Weng's plan is wonderful."
Yes, if such a thing happened, the Yongning Marquis would definitely be at a loss. At that time, Dong Weng went to see those supervisors in person, comforted them with words, showed them affection, and moved them with reason. What is this called? This is called giving up on others.
Whose responsibility is it? This is called Fengjiang, which takes the overall situation into consideration. It is impossible to say that the punishment of dismissal and retention in the palace has been written off from now on.
This is indeed an opportunity to show off.
Even if there is no chance, you still have to perform when you create opportunities, but it is still unclear whether you want to show your face and end up exposing your butt.
At this moment, when the undercurrent of the issue of dividing the Hannan Province into separate provinces is surging, the Mongolian Khan tent thousands of miles away——
This place is where the Chahar Mongolian sweat camp is located. The thirty-sixth Great Khan Ezhe of the Mongolian Borjijin Golden Family is currently sitting on a tiger-skin handsome chair, his face is as gloomy as iron, and his eyes are looking coldly down not far away.
He is the Jurchen messenger.
The surrounding Mongolian guards who were on guard with swords also pressed their palms with bulging veins on the handles of the swords at their waists, and looked at the Jurchen envoy with murderous expressions on their faces.
"The credentials sent by my emperor have been delivered to the Great Khan. There are still six or seven days left before the Hajj. My emperor wishes that the extension can be extended to half a month." The Jurchen envoy said.
Ezhe was in his early thirties, with a slightly larger face, wider jaw, and bronze complexion. He had piercing eyes and winked at the tall man standing next to him.
At this time, the burly man shouted in a deep voice: "When Nurhachi was here, we agreed that the two khans would respect each other and not perform hajj. Even if it is a hajj, my great khan is a descendant of the Jin family, and your Jurchen is nothing more than a barbarian in a remote place."
, Hajj should also be a pilgrimage for your Jurchen clan to my family!"
"If you dare to act wild here again, I will kill you and get out!" The big Mongolian man scolded, and then the saber in his hand was already unsheathed, and his face was filled with murderous intent.
The Jurchen messenger's face was happy and unafraid. He sneered and cupped his hands and said, "Then I will report the truth to my emperor."
With that said, he turned and left.
After the Jurchen envoy left, Ezhe frowned, looked at an old man wearing a prairie shaman costume standing not far away, and said: "Wuleji, the Jurchen want to make us surrender, but I don't want to let my sons
What should I do if the Jurchens drive me around?"
The old man named Ulji said: "Great Khan, the reason why the Jurchens want to make us surrender is to conquer the Han people in the south. If the Great Khan wants to preserve the glory of the Golden Family, he still needs help from the Han people."
When Lin Dan Khan was defeated, the wise men or famous generals of the Han Dynasty, such as the King of Zhou and the King of Zhao, proposed to support Mongolia to fight against the Jurchens and make them become screen vassals. It was with the support of the Han Dynasty that Ezhe was not as good as the parallel time and space.
Like the Ming Dynasty, he surrendered to Huang Taiji.
"The Han people have been fighting among themselves over the years because of the throne. Both the kings of Zhao and Zhou died of illness one after another, leaving behind some short-sighted and courageous people. The border generals are even more greedy wolves who want to get the Han people to help.
It's not easy either." Ezhe frowned and said worriedly.
Because of the support he received from the Han Dynasty, the Mongol Khan also had a deep understanding of Han culture and could almost speak it out in detail.
Wu Leji said: "Great Khan, the Han people's Yongninghou defeated Duduo, the most brave and skilled Jurchen tribe in the south. The Han people are very different from before."
Ezhe looked at Ulji, his eyes fixed on him, waiting for the next words.
Sure enough, Ulji lowered his voice and said: "Great Khan, the spies sent by the Han Yongning Marquis have sneaked into the city and came to my house. They want to meet the Great Khan and talk about urgent matters."
