The Red Mansions

Chapter 456 More than one person who is absent-minded?

Chapter 456 More than one person is absent-minded?

The case of Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian was not only spread in Rongning and Ningfu, but also spread widely in the city of Shenjing along with the court officials from His Royal Highness Hanyuan.

It is very rare to be able to take this opportunity to see the jokes of the top nobles of the big man.

Jia Heng rested at home for a while, and under the escort of the guards of Jinyi Mansion, he went to the five cities to sit in the yamen and ask questions.

In the military and horse division of the five cities, the five main rooms are used as the general affairs hall for daily office work. Candles and oil lamps are lit all around, reflecting brightly.

The king of Wei sat behind an arched desk on the east side, leaning over the desk, flipping through the books with criss-cross grids.

This noble man from Tianhuang has gradually become familiar with the working atmosphere of Wucheng Bingma Division, and he is extremely busy with passing examinations and accounting every day.

The position of a meritorious officer is different from being in charge of Jiyi characters as the chief bookkeeper. He usually works as a document signator, and even manages the office affairs for the chief official.

Meritorious Cao is in charge of personnel assessment, and records the daily merits and demerits of soldiers under the command of the four cities under his subordinates. After contacting personnel, he can cultivate cronies and install party members over time.

That's why when Jia Heng gave Wei Wang the position of Gongcao, Empress Song felt that Jia Heng didn't leave her son alone.

After the king of Wei took office, he obviously had an independent office, but he insisted on being a director in the office of affairs, obviously to let more staff see him.

"grown ups."

Dong Qian, the deputy commander of Zhongcheng, listened to his subordinates' report, left the Baoxia hall next to the official hall, went to the eaves of the corridor to meet Jia Heng, and entered the Secretary's Office.

Afterwards, the chief bookkeeper Fan Yi and other clerks of Lingshi, Zhanggu, Shulingshi and other five-city military and horse secretary offices also stood up one after another from behind the desk, and greeted Jia Heng in unison.

Wei Wang Chen Ran bypassed the desk, approached, and said with a smile: "Zi Yu, you are here."

Jia Heng nodded to the King of Wei, and then said to the subordinate officials who stood up to greet him: "Everyone, please be busy."

The crowd took their seats.

Afterwards, Jia Heng came to the Houya Study Room. As the official of Wucheng Bingmasi, he naturally had his own separate office.

But Wei Wang came uninvited and followed all the way.

The two of them just sat down, a book office offered tea, and they retreated slowly, the king of Wei asked, "Zi Yu, I heard that something happened in the west mansion of your mansion."

Jia Heng nodded and asked: "The prince also knows."

"During lunch today, everyone was discussing what happened at the court meeting, saying that Ziyu's family was impeached." Wei Wang said with a sigh, and then said: "I heard that there are still people who are trying to involve Ziyu, it is really unreasonable."

The feudal lord obviously wanted to win Jia Heng over by giving "empathy" in this way. Although there were still some traces, he at least made a gesture of "respectful and virtuous corporal".

Jia Heng glanced at King Wei, picked up the official document on the desk, smiled, and said: "It's just a clown, what a sage is your majesty, how can you allow them to make false accusations?"

King Wei nodded, and said: "That's right, Father is very aware of the details, and he will definitely not believe such treacherous words."

After saying this, seeing that the young man on the other side didn't have any complaints and anger, he suppressed the matter and said again: "Zi Yu, the father intends to rectify the administration of officials, and now the Beijing police are in full swing. History is really appalling."

Only when we often talk about government affairs together and seek to agree on political opinions, can we have the basis for like-minded people to discuss major issues together.

Although the King of Wei had just opened his mansion, he had never had a lot of social life, but he had never eaten pork, and had always seen pigs run away, especially Jia Heng’s Three Kingdoms storybook, which was sold all over the world. Of.

Jia Heng pondered for a moment, put down the official documents, and said: "If you want to govern the country, you must first govern the officials. The Holy Majesty rectifies the administration of officials, and chooses honest and upright officials to use them in order to change the atmosphere of the court. It is exactly what you want."

King Wei's eyes lit up, he nodded, and said: "Zi Yu's words hit the nail on the head, the key to governing the country is to govern the officials. If the officials obey the law and abide by the law, why worry about the world being ruined?"

Sure enough, this Jia Ziyu is a talent in civil and military affairs, this is his crouching dragon and phoenix chick, but he suffers from not knowing what he wants, and he still doesn't get what he wants.

Jia Heng nodded, and said: "I am a martial artist for the country, but for today's affairs, I can only do my best. Besides, the holy majesty and several cabinet ministers plan the scriptures and paintings, so I don't want to say much."

Since the Song Dynasty, in order to prevent the power ministers from rebelling, the prosperity of civil politics has basically replaced the generals and ministers. This move undoubtedly effectively avoided the usurpation of the throne and the loss of power.

Therefore, the words of powerful ministers such as Kaifu Yitong Sansi, Dudu Chinese and foreign military forces, Xiangguo, and Zong Baikui gradually became invisible.

When the King of Wei heard this, his heart moved slightly, and he said: "Now that the Hulu are in the north, and Ziyu is in charge of the Beijing camp, given time, he should be able to accomplish a lot."

Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "The battle strength of the Beijing camp still needs to be sharpened, and there is always an opportunity to do something. Important military affairs are related to survival and continuation. The place of death and life must be investigated."

He always felt that the king of Wei paid more attention to the Beijing camp than anything else. Why, does he still want to play tricks on his father's soldiers?

The King of Wei nodded and said: "That's the reason. I've been reading military books recently. A sage does not use swords recklessly, but he is not afraid to speak of swords. There is a saying in the Sima Law: Although the old country is big, it will die if it is warlike. Although the world is peaceful, forget the war." It must be in danger. Now in court, some people may say that you should not compete with the Hulu, but it is really a fear of war and cowardice, and it is not worth it!"

This is talking about Yang Guochang, or in other words, from the very beginning, King Wei used the hostility between Yang Guochang and Jia Heng as a breakthrough point.

I also can't understand Mr. Yang Ge, you and I have the same political views.

Jia Heng nodded and said, "It's very rare for Your Highness to have such insights."

The goddess raises a spare tire, and she also needs to give some hope and sweetness, otherwise, she will invest elsewhere.

Sure enough, the king of Wei was very happy, and said: "Father, the emperor needs a general like Ziyu to organize the army."

Jia Heng said: "His Royal Highness is over-reputed. The Han court is full of talents, like crucian carp crossing the river. I am worthless. I have been promoted by the Holy Majesty. I have to work hard to live up to the grace of the Holy Majesty."

After chatting with the King of Wei for a while, Jia Heng called Fan Yi and other officials to come in, and reported the public security cases in Shenjing City in recent months. All the criminals who violated the criminal law of the Han Dynasty, that is, the criminals with relatively serious crimes, were interrogated in person. Once the seal is used, it will be submitted by Facao to Jingzhao Yamen for punishment.

In the evening, Jia Hengfang left Wucheng Bingmasi and returned to the mansion. He just took off his cloak and put away his sword.

Seeing Qingwen coming over, with a slightly strange expression on her face, she said, "My lord, Miss Bao is looking for you."

Jia Heng said: "Well, I see, let's pass this later."

"Yeah." The girl Cherry pouted slightly, her slightly seductive eyes narrowed, and said to herself, "Young lady Bao might as well live in the study in the West Wing, so as not to have to run back and forth."

It was clearly displeased with Baochai who visited frequently.

As a matter of fact, the girls in Xifu, not to mention Yuanchun and Tanchun, only Yun, Chai and Dai.

Daiyu seldom came, perhaps because she was arrogantly waiting for Jia Heng to come to the door in person. Xiangyun knew that Jia Heng had a lot of business, so she didn't come to look for her. She often came to the stables to feed the pony and enjoy herself. happy.

Just like a boy who can watch an excavator for a day, Xiangyun almost also watches a foal eat grass for most of the day.

Only Baochai, who came here frequently recently, fell into Qingwen's eyes, and she might not have some small emotions.

After all, it is in the original book, who can say that Baochai "ran over to sit if there is nothing to do, and told us not to sleep in the middle of the night!"

At this moment, it is only the result of Jia Heng's "teaching" that he is only slandering secretly in his heart, but not speaking out.

In the study room in the west wing, candles are lit inside, and in the smoker cage made of animal heads, spices made of bluegrass mixed with green smoke made of ice cream rise up, filling the room with a delicate fragrance.

Baochai had been waiting for a long time, and now she was sitting on the pear wood armchair that Jia Heng usually sat on, holding a book and reading it by candlelight.

A fifteen-year-old girl, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a plump appearance, is wearing a pink round-neck gown embroidered with folded branches and peonies, and a golden pleated skirt with flowers sprinkled on it. Under the curved willow leaf slender eyebrows, her soft and moist face is as white as snow. The nose is sandalwood and the lips are not painted with rouge, but they are bright red and moist, not inferior to peach pistils.

At this moment, the study room is as quiet as water, except for the occasional rustling sound of rain piercing through the forest leaves outside the window, and only the occasional sound of "swiping" pages turning in the girl's hands.

Yinger was sitting on the embroidered pier outside the screen, when the light suddenly dimmed, she raised her eyes to look at Jia Heng, got up and called out with a chuckle, "Master Heng."

Jia Heng nodded and didn't say much, walked around the screen clustered with peonies, entered the inner room, stared at the elegantly seated girl, stepped forward slowly, and called out: "Sister Xue."

Baochai put down the book, stared at him, his eyes met, and there was a trace of joy in his brows and eyes, he got up quickly, saw the python robe on the young man, and asked softly: "Brother Heng, this is just coming back from the yamen." ?”

As soon as I came back from the yamen, I came to see her...

Jia Heng smiled lightly, and approached, stretched out his hand to hold the girl's slender catkin, the touch was soft and delicate, and said: "I went to Wucheng Bingma Division in the afternoon, what are you looking at, sister?"

Flipping through the book on the table, it is a collection of poems.

Baochai said softly, "It's just a random search."

Jia Heng sat down, gently took Baochai's hand, and made her sit on her lap, hugging the plump and beautiful girl, and said softly: "Auntie asked you to come here for dinner at Pear Fragrance Garden tomorrow?"

Baochai was not surprised that the young man on the other side could guess the reason, her voice trembled a little, and said softly: "Brother, he will go to Wucheng Bingma Division the day after tomorrow, Mom wants to invite you as a host."

Jia Heng's nose was filled with a girl's fragrance, sweet and fragrant, and said: "Then I will go and see tomorrow."

"Brother Heng."

"What's the matter?" Jia Heng asked in surprise, the hand that unbuttoned the button did not froze in the slightest.

Baochai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said shyly, "Let's talk about business."

"Sister, just talk about you, I'll listen." Jia Heng restrained himself, and unfastened his hand, but the speed was a little slower.

Baochai's jade face was stained with blush, her apricot eyes were sparkling, she bit her cherry lips with her white teeth, and said: "At noon, the eldest master and Lian's second brother?"

Jia Heng said in a low voice: "I told the old lady earlier, but I don't care about it."

Baochai gave a "hmm" and said, "What the old lady means is that she still wants to keep her title."

"It was hard to talk about it in Rongqing Hall before, but you can explain the whole story with my sister. My sister should not talk to others." Jia Heng said in a low voice.

When Baochai heard the words, Yurong paused slightly, and there was a trace of sweetness in her heart, and said: "Brother Heng, tell me."

"Both father and son have broken the law. If the Holy Grace grants grace, that's not the way to give it. Not to mention the attention of the government and the public. Someone impeached me today. Even if you want to give grace, at least it is not now." Jia Heng said in a low voice. : "As for what the old lady thinks, the transfer of the title from Baoyu...Of course, she needs to be given time to lose the title."

Baochai nodded, and said softly, "Then in the West Mansion?"

As he spoke, he paused and stopped talking.

Jia Heng's heart moved slightly, and he asked: "My sister wants to say that there are no men working outside in the West Mansion, right?"

Baochai said: "When I went back, Ying'er was talking about this. I didn't care much about it."

"You and I are no different from husband and wife, if there is a trace of curiosity in my heart, it's fine." Jia Heng said softly.

I don't know if it's his illusion, how can I say, "I look like Concubine Yang, but there is no good brother or brother who can be Yang Guozhong", how can he not understand politics?

Politics is precisely people's hearts and calculations.

It's just that the girl didn't want to show him her scheming side.

Baochai blushed slightly, and gave a soft "hmm".

Jia Heng thought for a while, and said: "It won't be long, I will have my own calculations."

Baochai realized something in his heart, he knew that the young man had made a claim, so he didn't ask any more, and remembered something, and said softly: "Brother Heng, after my brother left, I'm not good... come again?"

It's not a long-term solution for her to come here every day, and others will definitely be suspicious.

She actually hoped that he would take the initiative to look for him. As she came over again and again, she now felt that she had come to the door on her own initiative and allowed herself to be frivolous. It was a bit... shameless.

Jia Heng thought for a while, and said: "Wenlong is in the prison, whether it's three meals a day, basic necessities, my aunt is also very worried. These younger sisters should also come here often to ask."

Baochai:"……"

Can there be such an excuse?

Why do you faintly feel that something is wrong?

Jia Heng said softly: "I really want to talk to my sister, but I'm afraid that if I go too often, I'll be more of a gossip, and my sister's reputation will not be good, what does my sister think?"

Is it because he can't go to Xifu, or because he has a big goal, he runs to Lixiangyuan every day, what's the matter?

"I... I know." Baochai's moist almond eyes under her beautiful eyebrows narrowed slightly, her delicate body trembled, her cheeks were as white and greasy as frost and snow, and as winter went to spring, her voice was already a little trembling , Gradually lost strength, and finally fell into Jia Heng's arms.

Leaning her head on Jia Heng's shoulder, a few strands of hair swept across Jia Heng's face.

"In a while, the mansion will have a garden, and it will take another half a year, which will be this winter. At that time, when my sister moves in, it will be cheaper for us to travel." Jia Heng thought for a while, and felt that Letting Baochai come over made it a bit difficult for her, and she said with relief: "By the way, my sister's family's business is originally in Dongcheng, and the two can start a business together. I will ask my aunt tomorrow what she thinks. If it is suitable, I will be fine." Go to Pear Fragrance Garden and discuss with your sister more."

Baochai was speechless to respond, but Yao let out a grunt from the nostrils of her nostrils, she turned her head to the side, and the burning cloud had spread from her cheeks to her neck.

Jia Heng didn't say much.

After a while, Baochai tightly closed her eyes.

Suddenly, he woke up suddenly, opened his apricot eyes that were a little bit moist, and said in a startled voice: "Brother Heng..."

If she hadn't passed the door... then she would really be ashamed to face people.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, hugged Baochai lightly, put his face against the hot face, and said softly: "Sister, I don't mean that."

Baochai lowered her brows and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, if you really want...you can go and propose marriage..."

Although she only has the status of a concubine, which is not what she wants, but if it is him...

"At the beginning, I said I would give my younger sister a title, so how could I break my promise." Jia Heng said softly, and smiled at himself: "Actually, there is no need... There are other ways to solve it."

Baochai's apricot pupils flickered slightly, for some reason, Fang's heart was beating so hard that it almost reached her throat, she suddenly felt herself slender and soft, retracted as if she was electrocuted, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng..."

Jia Heng sighed: "My younger sister doesn't even know how gorgeous and charming I am. I boast that I have great concentration, but my younger sister still makes people's hearts sway and it's hard to hold back."

Baochai's heart was shocked, listening to the slightly helpless love words, the joy and sweetness exploded in her heart, and she couldn't restrain herself immediately, but she didn't know what to say for a while, she just lowered her eyes slightly and said nothing.

How could she not know that the boy's love for her had reached the bottom of her bones.

Especially, seeing that young man surrounded by everyone in the rain, with stern eyes, whispering softly in her ear, she couldn't put it down... She couldn't help herself.

In fact, she...wasn't resisting just now.

Jia Heng said: "Okay, sister, I just couldn't help myself."

Baochai gave a soft "huh" sound like a mosquito, and didn't say much.

……

……

Ningguo Mansion, Xichun Courtyard

It was raining at dusk and the sky was dark. Candles were already lit in the house, and two figures, one big and one small, were projected on the window.

Under the Xuan window, a petite girl with a bun is wearing an apricot-yellow magnolia embroidered satin satin round-neck gown. She is petite and exquisite, with a bun. Across a chess field, she is talking with Miaoyu. The sound of rain outside the window Tick-tick, slapping on the roof tiles and stone steps, the sound length is different, but it is not interesting.

Ever since Miaoyu lived in Dongfu, she and Xichun have often talked together, and their relationship is extraordinary.

Xichun put down the chess pieces, raised her dewy eyes, and looked at the nun wearing a white silk robe with crane patterns opposite her, her delicate and soft voice was as clear as that of a Konggu warbler: "Sister, you seem a little absent-minded today?"

The day before yesterday, Miaoyu refused to let Xichun call her master Miaoyu again, so Xichun had no choice but to change her words.

Miaoyu's jade-white face had a gloomy expression, and she didn't know why she was absent-minded.

"I've played three rounds today, maybe I'm exhausted, why don't you come here first, it won't delay your painting."

Xichun nodded in response, put the chess pieces together into the chess box, the sound of the chess pieces colliding suddenly sounded, and said: "I heard from the chess player next to the second sister that the niece of Mrs. Xi's mansion, a man called Xing Xiuyan, is an old acquaintance with my sister. The second elder sister said that she will come to visit with her in the next two days, but because she knows that elder sister Miaoyu likes to be quiet, she would not take the liberty to bother her, so she asked in advance."

Miaoyu saw a happy expression on her face, and said: "I also heard her coming the day before yesterday. I didn't expect to meet again in Shenjing. My sister passed me a word. Since it's an old friend meeting, I should sweep the bed to welcome me."

At this moment, the servant girl Ruhua and Caiping whispered a few words under the eaves of the corridor, without waiting for Xichun to ask, Ruhua had already entered the wing room, and seeing Xichun, her voice was deliberately lowered and she was a little flustered, and said: "Girl, Master of the West Mansion Something happened to He Lian's second master."

Xichun frowned, looked up, and was a little puzzled for a moment.

After a brief narration of Rong De's painting, Xi Chun frowned slightly, thought for a while, and asked, "What did Brother Heng say?"

Miaoyu also cast a curious look, suspicious in her heart.

"My uncle said, this is a case that the court is watching, so it's not easy for me to intervene." Ru Hua shook his head.

Xichun was silent for a moment, then said: "Then let the uncle make up his mind."

I remember that when she borrowed Xifu, it seemed like yesterday.

Thinking of this, I can't help but raise my eyes and look out of the window, seeing the swaying wind, I can't help but feel a sense of loss.

Since the Lantern Festival... I haven't been here for half a month.

Is there more than one person who is absent-minded?

(End of this chapter)