The Red Mansions

Chapter 446 Jia Amnesty: I just hope I don't regret it!

Chapter 446 Jia Amnesty: I just hope I don't regret it!

In the study room, Jia Heng put down the book in his hand, and was about to stand up and walk towards Rongqing Hall. After thinking for a while, he turned his eyes and looked at the slender girl who was wearing a water-red satin jacket and a blue satin vest.

"What's the matter, sir?" Yuanyang asked curiously, feeling something in his heart.

Jia Heng pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on the face of the girl with a duck egg face, and asked: "Are you okay these few days?"

He also heard some rumors in the past few days that Yuanyang didn't seem to tell Jiamu what he said, but chose to solve it by himself.

Therefore, although Jia Amnesty knelt in the ancestral hall, he did not make such a fuss as in the original book.

As in the original book, almost in front of all the young wives and girls in Jia's mansion, Jia Amnesty's face was "slapped" loudly, but the price paid was also very painful. .

At this moment, being sized up by the young man's eyes full of deep meaning, the mandarin duck's eyebrows were raised, and the duck egg face with a few sporadic freckles showed a faint blush. Understand said: "What did the uncle say?"

Jia Heng paused, and said, "Actually, it's nothing."

mandarin duck:"……"

What is nothing?

Seeing the mandarin duck with a doubtful expression on her face, Jia Heng moved closer and suddenly grabbed the girl's slender catkin.

Among the maidservants, Yuanyang has a tall body with slim waist and shoulders, so her palms are naturally slender. Although she has served in front of Jiamu for several years, because she doesn't do rough work, there are no calluses between her palms and fingers, and her skin is delicate. , holding it in the hand, perhaps because of the lack of clothing, it feels a little cold to the touch.

"Master Heng..." Feeling the palm of my hand being held by a pair of gentle hands, the mandarin duck's delicate body trembled slightly, and gently lifted up a beautiful duck-egg face that had not been applied with makeup, straightened under the bridge of the nose, and the lips were not painted Rouge stared blankly at the young man, but met a pair of warm and jade-like gazes.

Panicked, he lowered his head, his white cheeks with a few freckles gradually turned red like a cloud, but he didn't pull his hand away, allowing the boy to hold it.

"The Xiren told me about the matter the day before yesterday. I originally wanted to find the old lady in person, but I listened to you and handled it properly in the past two days." Jia Heng looked at the shy girl with drooping eyebrows, and said softly: "What did the old lady say?"

Yuanyang said in a low voice: "Also... I didn't say anything."

Now being held by hand, I don't know what to say.

Fortunately, there is no one else in the wing room.

Jia Heng nodded and said: "The old lady is in the Spring and Autumn Period. I heard that she can't live without you for a day. In the past two or three years, you might as well serve the old lady first. By the way, we will have a long time in the future, you How do you feel?"

If it is possible, he still develops a relationship with the mandarin duck, and it will be a matter of course. Zhu Bajie eats ginseng fruit, which is meaningless.

Thinking about it, Yuanyang has more affection and admiration for him at this time, and it is not so much a confidant.

And he also has a bit of character that likes golden mandarin ducks.

The mandarin duck has a beautiful heart and is known as the golden mandarin duck. In the original book, she broke the affair between Siqi and Pan Youan, but she didn't expose it. It can be said that she has a kind heart.

Therefore, later generations interpreted that mandarin ducks stole Jiamu's money, resulting in a huge deficit and committing suicide in shame and indignation.

When Yuanyang heard this, she felt ashamed and happy, she turned her head, pursed her cherry lips, and gave a soft "hmm".

She didn't want to leave the old lady and come to Dongfu, but... is this a promise?

Jia Heng thought for a while, then said softly: "If you have anything, you can come to me in the future, but you don't need to ask Xiren to pass on everything."

Yuanyang didn't know what mood she was in, so she gave a soft "hmm".

Jia Heng let go of Yuanyang's hand, and said in a warm voice: "It's the cold spring at this time, next time you should wear thicker clothes, your hands are somewhat cold, after warming for a while, it's still not hot...Okay, let's go."

Yuanyang blushed, her hands were a little cold?

Co-authoring just to warm your hands?

Without further ado, Jia Heng took an oil-paper umbrella and walked out of Ningguo Mansion with Yuanyang along the Chaoshou corridor.

The mandarin duck was walking half a step behind, and the beautiful young girl peeked at the boy in the python suit from time to time. Seeing his calm face and the eyes under his eyebrows looking forward, he couldn't guess what he was thinking for a while.

It is the cold spring, slanting wind and light rain, the sky is covered with a thick layer of cloudy clouds, and the fresh air after the rain lingers in the courtyard, which makes people feel that their muscles and bones are clammy and cold, and their minds are clear.

In Rongguo Mansion, due to the gloomy weather and dim light, candles were already lit in Rongqing Hall, bright as day, with shadows flickering around.

Jia Mu sat sideways on the Arhat bed, behind her were Hu Po, Jade and other maids standing with their hands down, while Mrs. Wang, Aunt Xue, and Li Wan sat at the bottom and talked with her, while Chai Dai, Yuan Chun, Ying Chun, Tan Chun, and Xiang Yun sat on the embroidered pier. Sitting in a row, the hall is full of pearls and emeralds, surrounded by fragrant flowers, hairpin skirts and jackets, and splendid eyes, but the atmosphere is as low and depressing as the weather outside.

Because of Baoyu's injury from the beating, the scars had just healed in the past few days, Yuan Chun was worried, so he came back yesterday and stayed in the mansion to take care of her.

As for Sister Feng, instead of serving her in front of Jia Mu, she was quite angry because of Jia Lian's incident the day before yesterday, especially when Bao Er's daughter-in-law returned home yesterday, feeling ashamed and hanged herself, Sister Feng became more and more frightened. Da Shuangli, Jia Mu asked him to rest for a few more days.

On the next chair with a nanmu armrest, Jia Zheng was dressed in a five-rank official robe and a black gauze cap, and sat upright. It was obvious that he had just come from the government office of the Ministry of Industry.

But at this moment, his face was slumped, his eyes were dull, and on the small table beside him, there was a teacup covered with blue and white auspicious cloud enamel, and the heat was rising.

Mother Jia's old face was full of concern, and she asked, "The censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, has he gone to the Ministry of Industry?"

Jia Zheng shook his head and sighed: "I went there yesterday, but the two ministers, and Wang Langzhong from the Dushui Supervisor all said a word, and Zhang Yushi from the Metropolitan Procuratorate just asked about the process and did it." After I finished the transcript, I didn’t say anything else, but today, the two adults asked me to come back and rest, saying that I was hindering the success of the Ministry’s examination, delaying the Beijing’s grand plan, and I will go to the office after the Ministry’s consultation and visits are over.”

Because Pan and Lu, the servants of the yamen of the Ministry of Industry, and Jia Zheng's immediate boss spoke in the same tone, even if the Metropolitan Procuratorate sent someone to verify, they couldn't find anything. They just made routine inquiries and went back home.

As soon as this remark came out, Jiamu's complexion changed slightly, she was worried, and sighed, "What can I do?"

In front of the official, what should I do if I just stay at home?

Mrs. Wang's complexion was not good-looking, and her heart was uneasy.

"Otherwise, I will go to the palace to beg the two empresses." Jia Mu was anxious, thought for a while, and said.

Jia Zheng came to the Ministry of Industry as an official in the body of Bai Ding at the beginning. He was originally a sympathetic hero from the Supreme Emperor.

Therefore, Jia Mu almost subconsciously wanted to go to the palace to ask for grace.

Jia Zheng sighed, feeling a pang of guilt in his heart, and said, "Mother, Jingcha is a great government of the imperial court, and now the government and the public are all paying attention to it. Mother goes to the palace like this to promote his son's official career, how can he bear it?"

Jia's mother was quite old, with gray hair, and she went to the palace to sacrifice face to "run away for an official" for Jia Zheng, and Jia Zheng couldn't hold back his face.

Jia Mu said anxiously: "What are you talking about now? I don't expect you to be a general and a prime minister, but I only hope to be a fifth- and sixth-rank official. But it is so difficult. I will enter the palace tomorrow to ask to see the two empresses."

Jia Zheng quickly said: "Mother can't do it, don't say if it will cause an uproar, even if my son stays in the Ministry of Industry as an official, he won't have the face to sit with his colleagues."

If everyone is ordered to go to the harem to beg the empress and queen dowager, and entrust relationships, then the grand plan of the Jingchao will not be able to go on, and it will also be suspected of the harem meddling in politics, which will arouse the resentment of the emperor and courtiers.

Although Jia Zheng was not familiar with common affairs, he still had some political sensitivity.

Yuan Chunyan's beautiful face was also covered with a layer of worry, and she persuaded: "Jingcha is a big policy for the imperial court to promote, reward and depose officials. Now the city of Shenjing is concerned about this matter. If the ancestors go to the palace, I am afraid that it will lead to accusations." Give pointers."

As usual, the six years of Jingcha was actually an opportunity for two local officials to be transferred and promoted on a large scale.

Mrs. Wang frowned, feeling upset, she looked up at Mother Jia, and said, "Old lady, didn't Brother Heng say the other day that as long as the master just defends himself to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, everything will be fine? But... now It didn't work, but I don't know what brother Heng's idea is?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts moved slightly, and they looked at Mrs. Wang with complicated eyes.

Jiamu's complexion changed, she raised her eyes to look at the door behind the screen, and said, "Wait for Brother Heng to come over later, then we can discuss."

A few days ago, Jia Heng gave Jia Zheng an idea to defend Chen Shu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but did not explain the reason in detail. Seeing that it didn't work, Jia's mother had no doubts or disappointments in her heart, which was not in line with people's expectations. Common sense.

As for Mrs. Wang, she already seemed to be complaining secretly.

On the embroidered pier at the side, Tanchun understood what he meant, turned his eyes to look at Daiyu with gloomy eyebrows, and sighed softly in his heart.

Daiyu felt something in her heart, and exchanged glances with Tanchun, almost tacitly.

Baochai, who was beside Aunt Xue, glanced at Mrs. Wang with her almond eyes, and turned her eyes to look behind the screen. The day before yesterday, she only paid attention to... but forgot to ask this question.

Jia Zheng frowned and said, "Mother, Ziyu may have other plans, but I don't know."

Jia Heng's reassurance the day before yesterday had some effect after all. Although Jia Zheng's mood is not diminished at this moment, he can patiently wait for a turnaround.

While everyone was waiting for Jia Heng, Lin Zhixiao's family entered the hall and said happily: "Old lady, master, Master Heng is here."

When everyone heard the words, they were overjoyed and looked together.

At this moment, Jia Heng came in with Yuanyang, bowed to Jia's mother, then looked at Jia Zheng, said something, and sat down.

Jia's mother hurriedly said: "Brother Heng, Baoyu and his father handed over the statement of self-defense to the Metropolitan Procuratorate..."

Before Jia's mother could finish her story, Jia Heng said: "I think it was a routine inquiry by the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The two servants of the Ministry of Industry and the Metropolitan Superintendent Qi Qi said that the master was not wronged, so the censor was prevaricated and went back." .”

When Jia Zheng heard this, he was surprised and said, "Ziyu? This...how did you know?"

"It's not difficult to guess." Jia Heng picked up the teacup, looked at Jia Zheng, and said, "The master will write a memorial next."

"Still writing memorials?" Jia Zheng frowned, puzzled.

Jia Heng said: "This time it is not self-defense, but impeachment. It is said that the two servants of the Ministry of Industry have dominated the Ministry of Industry for many years, cultivated party members, and rejected dissidents. The master does not want to join forces with them. In short, he must hand over his defense to General Secretary."

Jia Zheng hesitated, "Is this useful?"

It's ridiculous to say that Jia Zheng has been an official for more than ten years. He has always "be kind to others" and has never impeached a single person.

Jia Heng shook his head and said: "Now the memorials for self-defense are delivered to the Secretary of General Administration like snowflakes, even if the master writes the memorials, it is difficult for the Holy Majesty to see."

Jia Mu listened quietly to the conversation between the two. Upon hearing this, she asked doubtfully, "Brother Heng, since you know it's useless, why are you still submitting the memorial?"

Jia Zheng was also quite puzzled.

Mrs. Wang frowned. For a while, she felt that her brain was not enough. She subconsciously looked at Tanchun beside her, but she saw Tanchun...

He was looking at the boy without moving his eyes for a moment, his expression was focused, and he suddenly felt bored.

Going to see my eldest daughter again, it's not bad, now her eyebrows are fixed, and her plump, white and greasy face seems to be full of hard thinking.

Baochai twitched her beautiful eyebrows, her dewy almond eyes shone brightly, faintly comprehending.

Jia Heng said in a low voice: "It's useless now, but it won't be necessary in the future."

Mrs. Wang couldn't help but said at this moment: "Brother Heng, the master has been asked by the Ministry of Industry to wait at home now, so he doesn't need to ask questions in the yamen hall, and he is almost at home."

It means that you are about to be dismissed from office, so how about playing your big game?

Jia Heng glanced at Mrs. Wang, but said nothing.

Jia Mu frowned and said quickly, "Mother Baoyu, the outside affairs are planned by their men."

Mrs. Wang's breathing was stagnant, and her face was gloomy, as if she had eaten a fly.

Can't she even ask now?

Jia Zheng settled down and said softly, "Zi Yu, Qin Langzhong is also under investigation now."

Jia Heng nodded and said: "I know about this matter, I wrote to Mr. Yuezhang yesterday, and asked Mr. Yue to write a memorandum of self-identification. Since the Ministry of Industry has given the master a holiday, the master should cultivate at home first, and he is not busy going to the yamen. Sit in the office."

It's not that he insists on keeping secrets, because if the secret is not kept secret, it will cause harm.

Hearing this, Jia Zheng opened his mouth and sighed, "Forget it, just rest at home for a few days."

Jia Mu sighed, and said, "I'm busy in the Yamen every day, this time I'll take this opportunity to support myself."

At this moment, a woman came in and said: "Old lady, the old man and the old lady are here."

Jia Mu was in a bad mood, and when she heard this, she said angrily, "The two of them can't rest in the house, what are you doing here?"

In fact, this also reflects some of Jia's mother's mentality, and she has grown bored with Jia Amnesty.

The old woman said: "The elder master heard about the second master, so he came over to have a look."

Not long after, Jia Amnesty and Mrs. Xing led the maidservants and mother-in-law into the hall. The husband and wife first saluted Jiamu in a respectful manner, and called: "Mother."

Mother Jia's face was indifferent, and she responded in a neutral manner.

Jia Amnesty didn't care too much, glanced at Jia Heng and Jia Zheng, and asked, "I just heard from my servant that the second brother was sent home by some adults from the Ministry of Industry, is there such a thing?"

Jia Mu frowned, and said, "You've been very well informed recently, which ear god told you this?"

Jia She said: "Mother, I'm dealing with some officials outside and pay attention to this matter. Besides, I said the day before yesterday that the second brother went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to find the imperial censor. What can I do? Now there are many yamen in the capital. Exams, colleagues filling out the interview booklets, criticisms and reports, one after another, it’s useless to go there, it’s just being prevaricated.”

Mother Jia frowned, looked at Jia Amnesty, and had to say, her elder son really caught his eye.

Jia She said slowly: "I went to the Prince of Beijing's mansion to have a drink yesterday, and I brought up this matter, thinking that if I beg the Prince of Beijing to write a memorandum for the feudal defense and submit it to the palace, I only ask Desheng to let me go online. The second brother's official position will also be preserved."

Mother Jia paused when she heard the words, and asked, "Prince Beijing, can he help write the memorial?"

"Prince Beijing is an old relative of our family, and he is also on duty in the military plane. If he can guarantee his second brother, he will be able to keep his official position." Jia She nodded and said, glanced at Jia Heng coldly, and said sarcastically: "Since my family If I don't want to be a guarantor for my second brother, then I can only find someone else."

Mrs. Wang's eyes lit up when she heard Jia She's words, yes, it is definitely possible to find Prince Beijing to submit a memorial.

The expression on Mother Jia's face was a little more relaxed. In other words, compared to Jia Amnesty's "resignation theory" yesterday, Jia Amnesty at this moment is at least making up her mind.

At this time, Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "The King of Beijing is the Minister of Military Aircraft, and he separates civil and military affairs. Military Aircraft does not interfere with government affairs, so he may not have much say in this matter."

Jia She sneered and said, "There's no need to pour cold water on it. If you can't succeed as King of Jingbei, then there is also the old prince of Nan'an. These are my old relatives from the Jia family. If you can recommend them to the governor, you will definitely be able to keep your official position. It's better than someone becoming an imperial celebrity now." People, the holy family is grand, but they cherish the feathers, and in the end they don't even go to the palace to intercede!"

Jia Heng said: "This is led by the two servants of the Ministry of Industry. The military aircraft does not interfere with government affairs. I don't know how the Prince of Beijing will intercede with the Holy One."

"It's better than doing nothing." Jia Amnesty didn't know that his usefulness was limited, but at this moment, he wanted to hit Jia Heng's prestige in the two houses.

Jia Heng glanced at Jia Amnesty, ignored him, looked at Jia Zheng, and said with burning eyes: "Second Master, if you can't bear it, you can make a big conspiracy. Second Master, you can think about it yourself."

If King Beijing interceded with Jia Zheng, Emperor Chongping would definitely ask for his opinion in the end. At that time, he would have wasted an opportunity to make a final decision and speak for Jia Zheng's promotion.

However, it still depends on Jia Zheng himself. If he is too unbearable, it will be very difficult for him.

Jia Zheng's heart trembled, and as he read Jia Heng's words, his mind turned, and he had a tendency, and said in a deep voice: "Beijing is investigating the big plan, and the court has its own discretion. If we guarantee it like this, I'm afraid I owe a lot of favors to people."

"Second brother's words are wrong." Jia She said in a deep voice: "Second brother works hard in the Ministry of Industry and never misses anything. Now he is being squeezed out by these people for no reason. As long as he is recommended by an important official of the court, he will be safe and sound."

Mrs. Wang said in a low voice: "Old lady, it won't hurt you to try."

When Jia's mother heard the words, her heart was also a little moved, but she just looked at Jia Heng who was on the side.

Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "The Holy Majesty's intention to reform the government of officials is very strong. If you make such an opening, I'm afraid it will be true. Once everyone follows suit, the new policy will be frustrated. Therefore, I think that even if the Holy Majesty wants to give grace, he will not do it." To issue a special order because of the so-called guarantee will only be judged and corrected after the fact, otherwise the plan of the Beijing Police will be unsustainable!"

With the temperament of the emperor, since he entrusted the full power of the Ministry and the Second Yamen, it is unlikely to intervene rashly, otherwise it will be difficult to lure snakes out of the hole and refresh the effect of official governance.

Jia Zheng said in a low voice, "Mother, listen to Ziyu's advice in advance."

When Jia Mu heard this, her complexion changed, and she sighed, "Let's do this first."

After all, Jia Amnesty's unreliable impression has occupied her heart for a long time, and Jia's mother leans towards Jia Heng at this moment.

Seeing this, Jia Amnesty's hair turned cold, and he said flatly: "Since mother and second brother listen to brother Heng's orders in everything, then I have nothing to say, I just hope I don't regret it."

He wants to see what else he can say after he is dismissed from office!

(End of this chapter)