dream of red mansion

No, Zhang Juzheng is not good enough, his ending is not good... If you want to do it, you have to do it...

In Jia Qing's mind, the demeanor of those leading coquettish and peerless figures in history suddenly flashed.

"As for the prince's invitation, look at the old ancestor, how can the grandson go there now? Could it be that the prince wants to take care of the grandson?"

Jia Qing said brilliantly.

Mother Jia was silent.The more indifferent Jia Qing was, the more she knew that it was against her will.

Looking at Jia Qing's still immature face, Jia's mother couldn't bear to force her.However, there are some words that she must mention!

"Brother Qing, don't blame the old ancestor for being cruel. You know, although our family looks rich and noble, there are some things that we can't have..."

Jia Qing was puzzled: "What does the old ancestor mean by that?"

"No matter what, you can't blame the saint, you must not blame the saint!"

Jia Qing was stunned again and lowered his head.

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"Okay, I'm just going to live for a few days, and I'm not a permanent resident, so I don't need to take so many things."

Jia Qing looked at Qingwen who was busy tidying up in the room and said.

What Jia Mu said was right, no matter what, Xungui could not show any resentment towards the saint.Jia Qing may not give Shui Rong face, but Shui Rong is acting on the order of the emperor. Once Jia Qing shows resentment towards Shui Rong in this matter, it means that Jia Qing is not convinced by the emperor's disposition, and has developed a rebellious mood , This is the resentful saint!

Therefore, for the sake of the Jia family.Jia Qing must accept the invitation at this moment, and cannot let this become a scourge for the family.

"Second Master, the rattan thorn spring stool has been brought over, please move it..."

Lin Zhixiao's family came in and said respectfully.Jia Qing's leg was seriously injured and he couldn't walk, so he had to be carried out on the way out of the house.

"Don't move!"

Jia Qing nodded, and when she saw that Lin Zhixiao's family was about to move his "delicate body" with her subordinates, she stopped immediately.Then he said to Qingwen, Huixiang, and Linger who were still packing their bags: "You guys still have to come and lift me up!"

"Yes."

Qingwen and the others came over excitedly after hearing the words, pushing away the embarrassing women.Seeing this, Lin Zhixiao's family thought inwardly: Sure enough, the rumors are true. The two second masters in these two mansions have the same temper. They only want to be close to the maids, and hate them as servants. I don't know why...

Thinking about it, Lin Zhixiao's family didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction with Jia Qing. After Qingwen carefully and laboriously lifted Jia Qing onto the stool, she greeted the four wives she had brought, and hurriedly Carry Jia Qing away.

They have heard that Jia Qing is going to attend the prince's appointment, there must be no delay.

"Ouch……"

Several women who were walking vigorously carried Jia Qing out, and suddenly a girl poking around the pillar suddenly appeared, one of them avoided it, and bumped into one of the women.

If it weren't for the prudence of these women, who reacted immediately and stabilized the spring stool, Jia Qing might have been thrown to the ground.

"Where is the girl, what are you doing here sneakily?"

Lin Zhixiao's family is the powerful housekeeper's daughter-in-law in the mansion. Although she is not such a vicious person, she is still very afraid of people when she trains the little girl.At least, the maid who was knocked to the ground was frightened, and just sat on the ground, looking at Lin Zhixiao's family who was staring at her in fear.

"Xiangling!"

Qingwen, who was following Jia Qing, called out the maidservant's name.

Xiangling?Lin Zhixiao's family just didn't see clearly for a moment, and she also recognized Xiangling.At this time, I regretted my words too much.

Xiangling is Daiyu's maid, and Daiyu is Jia's mother's most beloved granddaughter, and she lives here as a guest, so it is not easy for her to discipline her maid.Besides, no one in the house knows that although Daiyu is young, she is the least suspicious of nature, and usually she is not willing to offend Daiyu.

But now that the interrogation has already been done, and she made a mistake first, she had no choice but to continue: "What are you doing hiding here? You almost knocked the second master down, you know?"

"I, I am..."

Xiangling sat on the ground, her big eyes were full of tears, she didn't know whether it was caused by fear or pain from the fall, she didn't dare to speak, she looked pitiful and cute.

It's a pity that Lin Zhixiao's family is not Jia Baoyu. If he doesn't know how to feel pity, he has to teach him a few words and leave. Clinker Jia Qing said first: "Mom, you step down first."

Although Jia Qing said "Mom", it was in a commanding tone!Like Jia Baoyu and others, he will not really flatter the "reason" that "a slave who has served the previous generation is more decent than a master"!To Jia Qing, calling her mother was nothing more than politeness.

Lin Zhixiao's family didn't dare to have any objections, said "yes" and withdrew.

"Qingwen, help her up."

Seeing Qingwen approaching immediately, Jia Qing said again slowly: "What are you doing here, who asked you to come?"

Although the question was similar to that of Lin Zhixiao's family, Xiangling felt a completely different meaning. Looking at Jia Qing's gentle face, she lowered her head and said, "I, here...is Miss Lin who asked me I came here..."

Jia Qing smiled knowingly, it must be that Daiyu was worried about him and couldn't stay in his room all the time, so she asked Xiangling to come over to "seek information".It's just, how could such a little fool be sent over.

"Are you and your mother still used to being here?"

Xiangling replied nonchalantly: "I'm used to it, my mother and I are very good here, Miss Lin is very kind and treats us very well, sister Zijuan is also very good..."

Jia Qing smiled and said: "Okay, go back quickly and tell your girls that I will return after a few days out of the house, so she should not worry about me."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Xiangling's flickering eyes that didn't understand, she said, "Go on."

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Going west for dozens of miles from Shenjing, there is a place where high mountains are hidden, where heavy lakes and clear streams intersect, and it is the closest royal garden gathering area to Shenjing.

"General Jia, Fengxiang Mountain Resort is in front of you."

Jia Qing opened the sedan chair curtain and looked into the distance.I saw a small waterfall cascading down the picturesque green mountains, and under the cover of the trees, a majestic and noble palace was faintly visible.Although it is summer, the mountains are still shrouded in a layer of mist, dense and dense, but it is like a fairyland on earth.

The guards of the palace continued to lead the way forward, crossed a wooden bridge, and walked up the curved but flat mountain road. After a while, they arrived in front of the palace they had seen before.

"Chen Jia Qing, I have seen the prince."

Being helped out of the sedan chair by Wang Shun and a young servant, Jia Qing turned to the gate in front of him, facing the Shui Rong Road above the stone steps, and wanted to kneel down.

"Brother Jia, hurry up and get rid of the ceremony!"

Shui Rong stepped forward quickly, helped Jia Qing up, looked him up and down, and said: "You are still injured, how can you be so polite, let's just avoid it.

What's more, I'm a little older than you, and you and I have always been friends, so I should be your elder brother.I invite you to come here to let you have a clean place where you can recuperate with peace of mind, brother, please don't see outsiders from me! "

As Shui Rong said, he has automatically been promoted to elder brother and called Jia Qing a virtuous brother.

"The honor of the prince, the subject did not dare to overstep."

Although Jia Qing didn't insist on kneeling again, his voice was humble, adhering to national etiquette.

How could Shui Rong not be able to hear the meaning of politeness and alienation in Jia Qing's words, knowing the reason, he just smiled and didn't mind, and then said: