[Red Mansion] Master Jia Dadi

"By heaven's blessing, the emperor issued an edict: First-class general Jia Enhou will enter the palace to meet you." The angel did not have an imperial edict, it was just a verbal order. After all, the emperor wanted to see Jia Amnesty only on a temporary basis.

"Minister..." Jia Zheng and the others were about to kowtow to thank the emperor, but they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces, but when they heard this sentence, the smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly.

"Master Jia, the sage is in a hurry, please go." Seeing the strange expressions on everyone's faces, the angel whispered in his heart, and said to Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng was about to vomit blood, Jia She smiled, stood up and said, "Elder-in-law, the next one is Marquis Jia En, and that one is brother-in-law."

The angel was stunned, scanned the faces of the two of them, and said embarrassingly: "Is it mine, then let's go, Mr. Jia."

Jia Amnesty nodded, smiled at the dull-faced crowd, took the bank note from Tassel's hand, and handed it to the angel, "I'm sorry to trouble you, father-in-law, for making this trip."

The angel looked at the bank note from the corner of his eye, and his smile became more genuine. Not to mention good-looking, Mr. Jia is also generous in his actions, and he is an honest person.

"Wait." Jia Mu stood up with the support of Mrs. Wang. After being overjoyed, she felt lost again. Jia Mu couldn't stand up. What did you do wrong?"

Jia Zheng made up his mind, although it wasn't good news for Yuanchun, it was a rare event for the boss to enter the palace, so he had to ask clearly, lest he cause trouble and tire the Rongguo Mansion.

The angel frowned, what did the old lady say?It seems that Marquis Jia En is afraid that this old matriarch will not like him, "Don't worry too much, old matriarch, it's not a bad thing."

After he finished speaking, he said impatiently: "It's getting late, the saint is still waiting, Mr. Jia please."

Jia Mu and the others were filled with doubts, and watched as Jia She and the angel rode towards the palace on horseback.

The veil in Mrs. Wang's hand was almost broken, "Brother, go to see the saint, but don't cause any trouble." If it was before, Mrs. Wang must hope that Jia She can be reprimanded by the saint, preferably Take away the title and give it to the master, but the timing is not right now, Yuanchun drafts a girl, if Jia She causes any trouble, it may affect Yuanchun.

Jiamu spat, "Don't talk nonsense."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the boy report, "The angel has arrived."

Mother Jia and others thought it must be this time, so they rushed out to welcome them.

The whole family was beaming with joy.

However, after hearing the angel say that Yuan Chun was just selected as Feng Zao Gong Shangshu, his face changed instantly.

Mother Jia still held on and asked Tassel to give some money to the angel.

The angel weighed the fine pieces of silver that Tassel gave him, his face was so smelly, he turned his head and left, good Rongguo Mansion, he remembered it!

"It shouldn't be." Mrs. Wang heard that Yuan Chun didn't even choose a promise, her feet were so weak that she could hardly stand up, her face was full of panic, "The girl was born in the first month of the first lunar month, and her fortune is counted. She is a very rich and powerful woman." , how did you choose this little palace lady?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Although Jia's mother was also disappointed, she held on anyway, and when she saw Wang's words, she quickly reprimanded.

Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king.If Wang's words are spread, the eldest girl will be imprisoned, and even their family will suffer.

At this time, Wang couldn't care about Jia's mother. She was full of satisfaction looking forward to Yuan Chun's favor and leading their family to prosperity. In the end, she turned out to be a palace maid. What is a palace maid? He is also a slave, how can he be compared to the nobleman who is often present.

"Big brother must have hurt the girl!" Wang suddenly raised her head and said, "With the girl's talent and learning, how can she be just a court lady? I am a good girl, and I have been pampered since I was a child, how can I enter the palace as a servant!"

Although Jia Zheng didn't speak, he agreed with Wang's statement.

Mother Jia sighed, "Nice! What a shame!" What a chance to make a fortune, but the boss just messed it up!

"The eldest girl is back!" A small sedan chair had already arrived outside the door, and Yuan Chun almost came out of the sedan chair crying.

Shi Qin helped her all the way in.

When Wang and Yuanchun's mother and daughter met each other, they couldn't help crying again.

Jia Mu frowned, glanced at the passers-by outside the gate, tapped her cane, "Go inside, don't let people see jokes here."

Yuan Chun held back his tears, followed Jiamu and his party back to Rongqing Hall, and couldn't help crying as soon as they entered.

Wang patted Yuan Chun's back, tears were also on his face.

"Master, madam, old lady, Yuan Chun was not filial and failed to win glory for our Rongguo Mansion." Yuan Chun cried, and all the makeup on her face was wiped out. She didn't mention at all that she had offended the sixth prince, mother, concubine Rong Concubine in the palace. things.

Mrs. Wang wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "My good boy, it's not your fault, it's all your uncle's fault."

Yuan Chun stopped crying, raised her head, and a trace of confusion flashed across her beautiful eyes, but soon, she covered up the confusion, so quickly that almost no one noticed, she was buried in Mrs. Wang's arms, just I couldn't stop crying.

Mother Jia only thought that Yuan Chun had acquiesced in this matter, and she slapped the table angrily, "If that scoundrel comes back, I must ask the family law to teach him a good lesson."

Inside the palace.

Jia Amnesty followed little Eunuch Wu, the angel who brought him in, all the way to the Mingde Palace where the saint governs government affairs.

It was no surprise for Jia She that he would meet Qin Jianshen here, he had already guessed it on the way, the sage would not summon him for no reason, and the only reason was because of his trip to Yangzhou.

After saluting in an orderly manner, Jia She stood up calmly when he heard a flattening sound.

Speaking of his previous life, he spent more than 360 days out of 300 five days a year in the palace, and he would never mess up his hands and feet because of this kind of thing.

Qin Jianshen took a look at him, and was not surprised by his reaction at all. If Jia Amnesty acted like a fuss, Qin Jianshen would be surprised.

"You are the eldest son of Rong Guogong?" The saint looked at Jia She's familiar face and fell into memory.

"Your Majesty, the minister is right." Jia She replied sharply.

The sage leaned his hand on the side of his face and looked at Jia She, but he was just like his father—a good-looking, "I remember you took your father's title?"

Jia She said: "Thanks to Your Majesty, I am now a first-class general."

The sage nodded thoughtfully, "This time Qin Shilang followed my imperial decree and went to Yangzhou to investigate private salt. Although Lin Ruhai has done it, he has made up for it. On the contrary, you have contributed a lot this time."

Jia Amnesty hadn't figured out the character of the old man of the emperor, so he said in a matter-of-fact manner, "I'm just trying my best."

"I heard from Minister Qin that you have the ability to remember with a photographic memory?" The saint straightened his body on the chair, "I haven't seen it before, why don't you repeat the account book again."

Qin Jianshen's pupils were dark, and he silently glanced at the saint.

When Jia Amnesty didn't notice, the saint showed a trace of helplessness on his face.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone have all been served.

Jia Amnesty can think about it, he knows that the account book contains the privacy of many officials in the court, but there are too many lice, he is not afraid of tickle, he has written two books silently before, and it is the same if he writes another one. Write.

After making up his mind, Jia Amnesty wrote down calmly.

Qin Jianshen rubbed ink aside without saying a word.

After re-silencing the account books, it was already dusk, and the golden-red sunset shone through the window to the silent palace.

The sage glanced at the account book, this Jia Enhou is still honest, no matter what.

"Your father was also a pillar of the country back then, and the tiger father had no dogs and sons. In this way, you go to the household department and become a doctor first." The saint said lightly.

Hubu Langzhong, the top five grade, for the current Jia She, it is undoubtedly a pie full of fillings that fell from the sky.You must know that nowadays, most of those who have been admitted to the official imperial examinations have to wait more than ten or twenty years to climb to the position of fifth-rank official, and it is not uncommon for them to be ninth-rank sesame officials all their lives.

Jia Amnesty deliberately showed a hint of joy on his face. People in positions of power usually like things that are easy to control. If they are still not showing their emotions at this time, then they are causing trouble for themselves.

"Congratulations, Mr. Jia, no, it should be called Langzhong Jia." Little Eunuch Wu still has a good impression of this newly appointed Hubu Langzhong, after all, he is generous and good-looking.

Jia Amnesty smiled, took out a pouch from his sleeve and handed it to Little Eunuch Wu.

Little Eunuch Wu was even more happy, "Jia Langzhong, don't worry, I will recite the imperial decree loud and clear later, so that your family will be happy."

Jia Amnesty expressed his thanks with a half-smile on his face.

I'm afraid there are not many people who are happy, but it's fine for him to be happy anyway.