Listening to the eldest princess's joke, Jia Heng smiled softly. Although his expression was cold, his smile was like the warm sun in the cold winter. He looked gratefully at the beauty in palace clothes opposite him, cupped his hands and said, "I want more.
Thank you for your protection and care, Your Highness."
No matter what, even though he didn't really want to follow the path of the eldest princess, now that things have come to this, he will finally win the emperor's favor.
It would be a bit hypocritical to say that I am lucky enough to be a woman.
Nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. There are always one or two things in this world that do not go according to one's will.
The eldest princess of Jinyang smiled softly, and the thin figure of the young man in green clothes was reflected in her beautiful eyes, and said: "Why are you so exposed to outsiders? The manuscript of the Three Kingdoms was published in Hanmo Studio, you
You and I are considered to be one and the same, and we are closely related to each other. Now that you have shown your face in front of the imperial brother, I am also honored."
With the temperament of the eldest princess of Jinyang, she is usually ashamed to talk about profit, but she speaks of profit so naturally at this moment, which is obviously already
Jia Heng nodded, and his eyes also had a somewhat different meaning. Well, of course it was not an "unreasonable thought", but some doubts about the eldest princess of Jinyang were solved.
As expected, this woman had another agenda.
Because the words of the eldest princess of Jinyang sent a signal, that is, although she did not say it directly, she silently finalized the relationship between the recommender and the disciple with an almost natural acquiescence.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Princess Jinyang, met her pair of bright, clear and narrow phoenix eyes, looked at each other for a moment, and said in a clear voice: "What Your Highness said is true."
For now, Princess Jinyang treats him well.
As for the recommendation route, in the final analysis it was just a way to reach the emperor, and he was not someone's personal vassal from now on.
As long as he "people give me papayas, I will repay them with qionju", the rest... can only be left to the future.
Jia Heng thought like this, and couldn't help but lower his eyes. He couldn't help but glance at the delicate jade-like figure under the collarbone. He secretly said "Si Wuxie", his face was indifferent, and he was thinking about whether to go home.
Make some papaya soup for Keqing too.
Catching the complex gaze of the young man in green shirt, Qinghe Princess Li Chanyue's crystal clear eyes flashed, frost appeared on her greasy face, and her hands hidden in her sleeves tightened. This person's name is Jia Heng.
He is indeed someone with bad intentions.
I visited her mother three times today. Although she only stayed for no more than a moment each time, and her face was pretending to be cold, and she thought she was hidden, but she always looked at her with cold eyes, clearly looking at her!
The eldest princess of Jinyang didn't seem to doubt that he was there. On her face, which was as charming as a flower and bright, with a smile that never faded, she said in a low voice: "Wait a minute, it's already dinner time, why not come here?"
In the mansion, I am preparing a small banquet to entertain Mr. Jia?"
Jia Heng said: "Your Highness is so kind that I shouldn't refuse. It's just that I'm still leaning against the door and looking at you."
When the eldest princess of Jinyang heard this, her beautiful face was stunned for a moment, then her beautiful eyes were full of smiles, and she said softly: "I am too abrupt. How about a carriage taking you to Ningrong Street later?"
Because the princess palace of Princess Jinyang is not far from the imperial city, it is actually closer to the imperial city than the noble Ning Rong Ergong.
From the distance from the center of politics and power, we can actually get a glimpse of the noble class of the Han Dynasty.
Jia Heng smiled and said warmly: "Your Highness, this is not necessary. I will just wait in front of the princess's residence and walk around alone."
In his previous encounter with Emperor Chongping, he had to carefully consider every word and spend a lot of energy on it. He also wanted to sort out his thoughts and think about Emperor Chongping's intention of giving the silk to prepare for the next step.
As if she could see Jia Heng's solemn thoughts under her calm face, Princess Jinyang's beautiful eyes flashed under her beautiful eyebrows, but she no longer persisted and said with a chuckle: "That's okay. Tomorrow, Xiahou will be in my house."
If Ying Hui comes to visit you, tell her what picture books, maps and local chronicles you need, and ask her to help you go to the Ministry of War to collect them and get them."
Jia Heng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Princess Jinyang smiled and said nothing.
At this time, the maid Lianxue outside the carriage said softly: "Princess, we are just in front of the alley entrance house."
Jia Heng bowed his hand to Princess Jinyang, got off the carriage, and left.
As for the silk gifted by Emperor Chongping, it will only be brought to the mansion tomorrow by the eunuchs.
The eldest princess watched the boy in blue shirt leave through the bamboo curtain and the bright lights.
"Mother, this Jia Heng just had dishonest eyes and peeked at you..." Li Chanyue's lips twitched, but she couldn't hold it back and thought it would be a good idea to tell her mother to take precautions.
The eldest princess of Jinyang was startled for a moment. Her hibiscus and jade face under her beautiful eyebrows had a faint look on her face, and she whispered softly: "Mother knows."
How could she not know from her own appearance that women are very sensitive to a man's "appreciative" gaze, and she even responded to where the young man's gaze was lingering just now.
Speaking of which, she was quite distressed, as she had obviously wrapped several layers of cloth strips around her.
Li Chanyue's beautiful face was displeased, she pursed her bright red lips, snorted softly, and said: "This Jia Heng is not a good person, he is not even as good as the celebrities my mother knew before!"
The eldest princess of Jinyang rubbed her daughter's bangs and chuckled: "Young man Mu Ai, as long as your mind is pure and upright, nothing else matters."
She didn't feel offended.
Chan Yue didn't know how dirty the thoughts in even those famous people's minds must be.
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Jia Heng waited for the car and walked along the street towards the mansion. Because the lights were bright and the light and dark were intertwined all the way, he actually didn't need to carry the lantern with the words "Princess Jinyang" in his hand.
However, Lianxue still gave him one just now, saying that if he met people from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division on the road and saw the lantern in his hand, he would have someone to rely on.
As he said, at the foot of the imperial city, he met several groups of night watchmen from the Five Cities Military and Horse Division. When they saw Jia Heng's lantern, they did not question him.
Jia Heng walked along the street, noisy and bright, until everything was completely silent. A few dog barks occasionally sounded on the street. He entered the wicker alley of Ningrong Street and walked into his home. He was about to go up the stairs.
His eyes moved slightly, and a bright light flashed in his mind.
After thinking all the way, he had figured out the emperor's intention.
"Jia's Mansion? Ningguo's Mansion..." Jia Heng's face was solemn, and there was a hint of helplessness in his heart.
If he guessed correctly, the emperor would not watch him leave the Jia clan.
The small-scale political disputes caused by the four princes and eight princes in the past few days have become clear. Jia Zhen can give up, but she cannot lose her title, otherwise the four princes and eight princes will feel a crisis.
If we stand from Emperor Chongping's point of view, let him inherit the title as a branch of Ningguo, and he will no longer be tolerated by the Jia clan, so as to divide the power of the Jia family, and at the same time, he can be used quickly.
"I hope this is just my guess." Jia Heng's eyes were dark.
From the bottom of his heart, he did not want to jump into the trap of Jia Mansion again. The matter of inheriting the title was against his will.
But the world is like a new chess game.
If his assumption is false, it is nothing more than wishful thinking, and no one can say anything, but if the emperor really has this intention, he must make plans to fight against Rongguo Mansion.
This is the disadvantage of meeting the emperor, because the emperor often asks his ministers to do things that are in his own interests, but may not be in line with the ministers' wishes.
Even if he admires this minister!
Because, in the chess game of the world, ministers are just chess pieces, and their functions are different depending on their abilities. They are nothing more than the difference between chariots, horses, cannons, and soldiers.
No matter how much he fiddles with this chess game, in the end it's just the difference between a pawn and a rook.
Even if it is a rook, do chess players need to consider how the rook feels?
Let me ask, if in order to win the game, can the rook be abandoned when necessary?
Perhaps in the eyes of the emperor, I gave you the title of Ningguo. What kind of imperial favor is this? How can I not repay the favor by shouting long live?
"I'll ask about the expulsion tomorrow." Jia Heng felt that if he didn't guess the emperor's thoughts before the imperial edict was issued, and if the Jia family was allowed to expel...
In the east wing, the lights were still on, and the double happiness characters on the doors and windows still silently described the wedding atmosphere of the past few days.
Qin Keqing stood in front of the door for a while.
"Grandma...it's cold at night, be careful not to catch the cold."
At this time, the maid Baozhu came lightly from the side, holding a light green brocade cloak in her hand, which was the dowry clothing she brought back from home.