armyinform Chapter 342 Avoid him and let him go, I will visit him again in a few years
Chapter 342 Avoid him and let him go, I will visit him again in a few years
Chapter 342 Avoid him and let him go, I will visit him again in a few years
The bright moon is in the sky, the silver light is falling, and the jagged branches of several plum trees in the courtyard have been covered with a thin layer of frost.
The cold wind was blowing the lanterns under the eaves, casting the shadows of a man and a woman for a long time and a short time.
The two chatted casually.
They are all the same age, but they have a lot of common topics.
Yuan Chun turned to look at the young man, with a curious look on his soft face, and said, "Brother Heng went to Kunning Palace for a banquet today?"
Jia Heng nodded, and said: "Wei Wang's son, the Empress hosted a banquet in Kunning, and went to sit in the palace for a while."
Yuan Chun pursed his cherry lips, and asked in a low voice: "The King of Wei went to Wucheng to watch the government, and Brother Heng went to congratulate the King of Wei to give birth to a son, but do you want him?"
After all, Yuan Chun also entered the palace because of the decline of the Jia clan's power, so he couldn't help but pay attention to the attitude of the current Jia clan patriarch.
Jia Heng heard the words, but did not answer, looked at the pretty girl meaningfully, and asked: "What do you think, big sister?"
Facing those shining eyes, Yuan Chun turned his eyes away, looked at the wall of flowers in the distance, and said: "Brother Heng's thoughts, I can't figure it out, but people like us want to be alone in certain things. It is not easy, as the saying goes, a tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, if you are ambiguous, it is impossible for people not to complain."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "It's too early to say these things."
Yuan Chun smiled lightly and said: "That's right, Brother Heng has a bright future now, and he still needs to do a good job for the palace. In the future, it is not impossible to reproduce the glory of Rong Ning and Ergong."
In her eyes, the young man in front of him may not be a prince in the future.
"You can't ask for extravagance." Jia Heng smiled, with a bit of solemnity in his eyes, and said, "It's not a good thing to intervene in some things too early, but no matter what, big sister can rest assured."
"What am I worried about?" Yuan Chun said in surprise, his heart moved suddenly, his beautiful eyes flickered, and he realized what Jia Heng's implication was, and said quietly: "If brother Heng is for the clan, you don't have to care too much about my thoughts. It is the fate of us who were born in the family of princes, such as my old relative Zhen's family, two daughters married to the capital, one married to the Beijing Palace, and the other was Princess Chu."
Jia Heng was silent for a while, and asked: "Then the elder sister intends to do this?"
Could it be that Yuanchun fell in love with Emperor Chongping's prince in Kunning, and also wanted to be a concubine or side concubine?
Yuan Chun heard the words, a touch of embarrassment appeared on his plump, white and greasy cheeks, and he said anxiously: "What can I mean? Those clans are mostly arrogant and indulge in pleasure. If they are ordinary people, they may want to be rich, but for us In the Duke's family, although the family background is a bit inferior, they still enjoy wealth and honor, like a good person, and they value character above birth, so in Brother Heng's eyes, am I the kind of person who climbs the dragon and attaches himself to the phoenix?"
At the end, the girl turned Yanmei's face, and looked at the boy opposite with a pair of bright and moving sleeping hyphoenix eyes with a little anger.
Jia Heng paused, and said: "That's what I'm saying, it's good that big sister doesn't have such intentions. Although those people are extremely rich, it's not as good as a house with thatched eaves, men farming and women weaving, plain and natural."
Yuan Chun snorted softly and cast a white look at Jia Heng.
Eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls have always had a dignified and soft temperament. At this time, they occasionally show a charming and charming mood, but they don't know what kind of moving and graceful charm flows out, which makes people's hearts sway.
Jia Heng collected himself, and said: "Big sister, in the future, if you are in love with each other, you can also talk to me about it."
Yuan Chun regained his gentle demeanor, turned his eyes to look at the young Qingjun's face, and said, "Brother Heng, if there is one, I will."
He sighed faintly in his heart.
Suddenly, the bitter cold wind howled past in the courtyard, Yuan Chun couldn't help shivering, and hugged his shoulders.
Seeing this, Jia Heng hurriedly took off the cloak from her body and said, "Big sister, it's cold here, let's go back."
As he said that, he put it on for the girl naturally.
Suddenly feeling that the man next to him was breathing similarly, Yuan Chun lowered his head, his heart trembled, he quickly reached out to take the cloak, his voice could not detect the panic, and said: "Thank you Brother Heng."
As he spoke, he tied the black rope on his chest.
The two walked all the way to the hall, and Jia Heng said again: "Big sister, if you have nothing to do tomorrow afternoon, follow me to the eldest princess's mansion to meet the eldest princess Jinyang."
Yuan Chun gave a soft "hmm".
She's also been a little bored at home recently, so it's better to go to Princess Jinyang's house.
The two were speechless all the way, and returned to the inner hall again. At this moment, Miaoyu's chanting and transcendence has been completely over, and they are sitting and talking with Xichun, Tanchun, Daiyu and others.
Youshi returned to the courtyard where he lived because of his physical discomfort, supported by his second and third sisters You.
Because it was already the same time, Qin Keqing asked someone to prepare dinner and prepared a vegetarian meal for Miaoyu alone.
Jia Heng sat down and looked at Miaoyu who was sitting next to Xichun, and saw that the two were chatting with each other, seeming to be speculative.
After finishing their meals, everyone dispersed.
In the wing room, the night was dark and the lights were still on. On one side of the bed, the curtain was hanging down, and the husband and wife hugged each other and talked under the quilt.
Qin Keqing's blue hair drooped down her cheeks, and she said softly, "Husband, Sister You is going south to attend to the funeral, how does Husband plan to arrange it?"
Jia Heng said: "Let the accountant pay some money, and then send someone to escort him. Brother Rong will also go south this time, and then he will directly observe his filial piety in Jinling. After the filial piety is removed, the public will withdraw the money for him to start a family and start a business. Come to an end for now."
Qin Keqing leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms, gently stroked her cheeks on her chest, and said: "It's appropriate for my husband to deal with it like this. The whole family should have nothing to say."
Jia Heng said: "However, some malicious gossip and gossip are indispensable."
Then, he told Qin Keqing what Jia Rong said.
Qin Keqing said in surprise, "How dare the Eldest Master?"
Jia Heng said: "He has always been restless, but now he has no good tricks. He wants to ruin my reputation through this matter, and really wants Jia Rong and his grandson to come to the door. It's really ugly."
Qin Keqing frowned, and said: "My lord, my husband has a countermeasure, but I'm afraid that the second bedroom of the West Mansion will not be willing to be lonely. Recently, I have asked people to look after my servants, and those who chew their tongues will be punished." Punish and punish the root cause, and send someone to find the old lady in the West Mansion."
Jia Heng let out a "hmm", and the rich and soft fragrance overflowed between his palms and fingers, and said in his ear: "You can just talk to Sister-in-law Feng, she is in charge of the house now and knows how to measure."
Qin Keqing said hello, and suddenly, Yao's nose groaned softly, "Husband, the lights haven't been turned off yet..."
"It's okay...you can see clearly this way."
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The next day, Xuanzhen Temple
A dozen horses stopped in front of the bluestone half-board road in front of Guanmen. Jia Heng, Jia Rong and a group of servants dismounted from their horses, climbed up the steps, and approached the temple.
Just last night, Jia Heng learned what the servant who had gone to Xuanzhen to observe the report said, Jia Jing heard that Jia Zhen died of illness, his face was sad, and he was speechless for a long time.
In the audience, passing through the green brick road with evergreen pines and cypresses, Jia Heng finally saw Jia Jing.
Jia Jing was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, with his head tied in a bun, sitting on the futon. He was thin and thin, with sunken cheeks and a gray-white beard under his jaw.
At this time, a little Taoist priest came to Jia Jing's side, leaned over and said, "Daoist, Uncle Xiaorong and the patriarch of the Jia clan are here."
When Jia Jing heard the words, his closed eyelids opened and closed, and his cloudy eyes seemed to shine brightly, staring at Jia Rong and Jia Heng.
Jia Jing naturally recognized Jia Rong, his eyes flicked across Jia Rong's pale and sad face, and finally fell on Jia Heng.
"Grandpa." Jia Rong was wearing filial piety, knelt down to pay respects, and said in a crying voice, "Grandpa, my father died of illness in Lingnan."
Jia Jing sighed, raised his hand, and said, "Get up."
He had learned the bad news last night, and asked the servants some details, but he also had some guesses in his heart.
Looking at Jia Heng at the side, he looked at him for a moment, and saw a look of indifference on his thin, sunken cheeks. He suppressed the anger in his heart, and said calmly: "Brother Zhen is gone now, and now I only leave this incense, I don't know. How did the clan arrange Brother Zhen's funeral?"
Jia Heng didn't give up, and said: "Brother Rong will go south to help the spirit tomorrow and be buried in the ancestral land of Jinling, while Brother Rong will stay in Jinling to observe his filial piety. Once the filial piety period is over, the clan will help Brother Rong to start a family and start a business. There are still some farms and shops in Jinling, which can be managed by Brother Rong."
Jia Jing was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about it, he said: "Brother Rong doesn't have a family background now, so sending him away like this is not decent after all."
Jia Heng frowned, but didn't respond.
Since I understand Jia Jing's thoughts, this is the same as Jia Zhen asking Jia Rong to donate a Dragon Forbidden Captain in the original book of the Red Chamber, for the sake of fame. One pulse.
However, in negotiating this thing, you must have a bargaining chip in your hand.
The chip in Jia Jing's hand was to make trouble in Rongning Second Mansion, but this kind of chip was not worth mentioning.
Seeing Jia Heng's silent response, Jia Jing said: "Before Lian'er from Xifu got married, he donated a fellow acquaintance. Brother Rong is also a son of the clan. He was the son of the patriarch, so he must not lose the dignity of our clan."
Jia Heng pondered and said: "Brother Rong is still young, donating to an official is not a real shortage of children and salary, except for a good-looking, there is no benefit. Besides, it is not easy to donate an official's son. Now I am a child of the Jia family. Everyone can join the army to practice martial arts, if Brother Rong wants to find a family background, when the filial piety period is over, he can go to the army to work hard, and he will not lose the blood of the Ning Kingdom."
When Jia Rong heard this, her face changed and she was shocked.
join the army?
Does this make him the same as Xue Da fool?
He hurriedly said: "Great grandfather, I would like to go back to the ancestral land of Jinling to keep my father's filial piety. As for the official status, the officialdom is dangerous, and my grandson's ambition is not here."
Hearing Jia Rong's words, Jia Jingwen frowned with his thin brows, squinted his eyes with a cold light in his eyes, and stared closely at the young man beside him.
How daring, this kid is threatening him!
Going to join the army under this kid, as long as he makes a little trick, he can kill this grandson.
Looking at Brother Rong's fearful look, it can be seen that the Ning Rong Second House has been completely controlled by this young man.
Jia Jing's eyes were gloomy, although his heart was extremely annoyed, he was helpless, and even worried about having an attack.
No one knows better than him that the young man in front of him has already become a climate. As a first-class general of Yunhui, he leads the soldiers and horses of the five cities, the Jinyi Mansion, and the Beijing Camp. Avoid its edge.
As a matter of fact, Jia Jing's cultivation in Xuanzhen Temple is not deaf to the external situation, otherwise, how did Xichun come about?
What's more, Jia Jing was born as a Jinshi, even if he has been away from the court for many years, his sensitivity to politics is far from comparable to that of Mrs. Wang and Jia She.
And being on the outside, not being fascinated by the people involved, he understands Jia Heng's weight in the Jia family now, which is of great importance.
It can be said that even if Jia Rong really listened to what Jia She said and came to tell stories, Jia Jing would most likely pretend not to know.
"That's all, let's avoid him and let him go. I'll visit him again in a few years."
Jia Jing's thoughts changed, he analyzed the pros and cons, and decided to avoid the edge for the time being, then he thought about Jia Rong again, "Chong'er is safe outside, Shen Sheng dies inside, Rong'er can go to Jinling to wait for the time to change."
Thinking about it, Jia Jing sighed, his eyes became cloudy again, he closed his eyes slightly, and said slowly:
"Brother Rong is now the only seedling of my lineage. I have nothing else to ask for. I only hope that he can start a family and start a business and continue my line of incense. I heard that the patriarch is also quite famous in Beijing. Now Xiaozong is the big one. The ancestors are sacrificed with incense and fire, and those who show kindness, righteousness, friendship and love to the clansmen should be worshiped endlessly... Patriarch, let Brother Rong go to Jinling to observe his filial piety."
After all, he is a person who was born in the imperial examinations, and the Xiaozong is the Dazong, and he is worshiped by countless people.
Jia Heng's face softened a bit, and said: "Brother Rong can go to Jinling to observe his filial piety."
Jia Jing was able to settle down and not cause trouble, which saved him a lot of work.
Otherwise, will Jia Jing's lineage be completely wiped out?In the eyes of others, this is a bit cruel.
The two lines of Rongning and Ning of the Jia clan, and the line of Jia Amnesty on the other side of the Rong Mansion are bound to be eradicated, but his corresponding strategy is to treat Jia Zheng kindly to hedge against public opinion.
As for the Ning Mansion, he supported the Shuzhi to win the hearts of the clan.
Jia Heng glanced at Jia Jing and saw that he didn't have any secrets from the palace. Guessing that Jia Jing still had resentment in his heart, he didn't want to tell him such things, and he didn't intend to stay longer, so he said to Jia Rong: "Brother Rong , you talk to Grandpa Ni, I will wait for you outside."
"Yes, Uncle Heng." Jia Rong said yes with a low eyebrow and watched Jia Heng leave.
When Jia Heng left, there were only two people left in the hall.
With a "plop", Jia Rong knelt down again, took two steps on her knees, and cried, "Master."
Jia Jingzhong opened his eyes again, looked at Jia Rong, sighed, and said, "Fool, after you return to Jinling, live a good life, remember, as long as that person gains power, you will not be allowed to enter Shenjing." .”
Jia Rong was startled, she stopped crying, looked at Jia Jing, and called out, "Master, what is the meaning of this?"
Jia Jing shook his head, and said slowly: "People don't have a thousand days to be happy, flowers don't have a hundred days to be red, the moon can be cloudy and sunny, and people can have bad fortunes every day. You go back to the ancestral land of Jinling to observe your filial piety, study and practice martial arts, and wait for the opportunity. There is always time to come back."
Jia Rong paused and said, "Grandpa, grandson has written it down."
But there is some guilt in my heart, reading and practicing martial arts, waiting for the opportunity?
After Jia Jing finished speaking, he waved his hands and said, "Go ahead, don't stay here for too long, lest that person be suspicious."
When Jia Rong heard this, she kowtowed a few more times, got up and left.
Jia Heng waited for a while, and saw that Jia Rong almost came out, and said: "Brother Rong, go back and clean up, then go south to help the spirit."
Jia Rong responded, got on her horse, and followed Jia Heng towards Rongning Street.
In the inner hall of the courtyard of the Black Throttle, accompanied by the "click" sound of porcelain falling to the ground, there was a thunderous roar.
"Trash! Eat what's inside and out!"
The teacup in Jia Amnesty's hand slammed down on the ground, anger welling up on his face.
Jia Rong ate his clothes and wore his clothes, but in the end, what he told him was not done at all!
"Brother Rong!" Jia She shouted angrily.
The young servant said with a bitter face: "Uncle Xiao Rong finished his lunch and took people out of the capital."
Jia Amnesty slapped the table with a "bang" and said angrily, "You bastard!"
Mrs. Xing, who was sitting on the side, said: "Master, don't get too angry. Brother Rong is timid. He is used to being spat at by Brother Zhen since he was a child. This time he was probably frightened by that."
Jia Amnesty said angrily, "Trash!"
Sit down, gasping for air.
"Where is Lian'er?" Jia She suddenly asked again.
I don't know if I need to vent my anger personally.
Mrs. Xing said in a low voice: "I don't know where to drink at the moment."
"You bastard! Some money can't go anywhere!" Jia Amnesty cursed.
At this time, a servant from the outside came to report, saying: "Master, there is a guard commander named Sun Shaozu outside the door, and he handed over a post saying that he is an old relative of our family, and he came to visit the master."
Hearing this, Jia She suppressed the anger in his heart for the time being, paused, and said, "Sun Shaozu? Where's the post?"
Not long ago, Sun Shaozu gave him 5000 taels of silver, and asked him to go to the Ministry of War or Wang Ziteng to arrange an errand for the Beijing camp, but before he could take care of this matter, the Wang family was in great trouble.
At this time, the servant handed over the greeting card.
Jia Amnesty took the post and found that there was also a letter attached, opened it to read, and saw that although the words on it were sincere, they were also somewhat persuasive.
My heart became more and more unhappy.
"Lead him to the flower hall, master, I'll go there right away." Jia She said with a cold snort.
In the flower hall, a young military officer with big arms, round waist, burly figure and beard, sat on a chair, accepted the service of the servant girl, raised a pair of cold eyes, and looked around the surrounding decorations.
Holding the teacup, a little impatient.
He lingered in Shenjing for a long time, and went to the Ministry of War a few times, but Te Niang didn't wait for a single missing child. After thinking about it, he went to the Jia's house to find the way, and sent 5000 people from Rongfu to Xijue Two silver coins, but now there is no letter at all.
"If you can't do it, at least return the money?"
Sun Shaozu thought so.
(End of this chapter)