Jia Zheng Wucai in the Red Chamber

Jia Zheng only felt that Jia She's smile was so creepy that goosebumps would come out of him, and he lowered his voice and whispered a word to Jia She, who didn't know where his thoughts were drifting, but he would be ruined just by looking at him.

"Brother, you are almost grinning from the bottom of your mouth."

"Master Ben... I am happy." Jia Amnesty glanced at "Jia Zheng", looked at the little official who helped him with the formalities, handed over a bank note very generously, and said, "I invite some brothers Have a drink, please."

"General Jia is serious. This is a matter of humble duty, and I dare not refuse." The little official glanced at the amount on the bank note, his face brightened, but he never had the guts to accept it.

Jia She thought that the other party thought it was too little and added another one, but unexpectedly the other party looked sad and thoughtful, and declined in every possible way, explaining the reason in a low voice: "I don't like it now."

"Oh." Jia She's eyes paused, and then he patted the little official sympathetically, "If you need my master's help in the future, feel free to come to Rong Mansion to find me."

"Thank you, General, for your love."

"Hahaha, it's easy to talk about." Jia She exchanged a few words.After completing the formalities, the group returned to Rongfu.

Jia Amnesty sent Jia Lian to Jia Shi's courtyard, and said a few words about Jia Lian's daily life in a soft voice.After telling Jia's mother about the quota of Guozijian, he didn't have the slightest intention of doing good deeds without leaving his name. After receiving a lot of gratitude from Jia Shishi and even Mrs. Wang, he walked quietly back to his yard and changed his clothes. , took to the streets, and returned to the romantic nightlife after a long absence.

Since five years ago, the contradiction of seizing the heir became increasingly acute. He was bound at home, and his eldest son Jia Hu died unexpectedly, his wife died of dystocia, and his old father passed away.He lived the life of a good boy for almost five years.

After he was filial piety, he was busy with Jia Min's marriage.

I'm almost suffocating now.

Jia She hurriedly rushed to Tianxianglou, where he used to go, and when he got off the bus, the old bustard greeted him from afar with a smile on his face: "Young master... ouch, look at my mouth, I should hit it!" She slapped her mouth twice, and the old bustard smiled obsequiously: "General Jia, today, magpies have been calling at the window in my building, so it's a distinguished guest! Congratulations."

Jia Amnesty raised his eyebrows and looked at the servant.

The pen and inkstone immediately threw a piece of silver: "Mother Gu, our master has invited guests today, and wants to enjoy the beauty of the country. We can go there by ourselves, and you wait here for the other young masters. As for the rules of serving, it remains the same."

"Yes, I understand." Mother Gu smiled and almost lost a layer of rouge.The four kings and eight princes, the gangsters of the top noble families, have always been bold in their actions, and they don't get any weirdness from some people when they play girls.

As long as there is anyone who runs a romantic place, there is no one who doesn't love them.

"Master Jia, please come inside. The third young master of the Chen family and the second young master of the Ma family are already waiting for you inside."

With the corners of Jia She's lips curved, he walked towards his destination familiarly.As soon as he arrived at the attic, before the door was opened, he could already hear the profligate music from inside.

After a pause, Jia She kicked the door viciously and exclaimed, "Run, the cop is here!"

There was a sudden scream in the house.

It wasn't until everyone rushed out and looked at Jia She, who was laughing out loud, that they realized that they had been deceived.

At present, Chen Jiaming, the grandson of the Duke of Qi, accused Jia Amnesty with an angry smile and said, "Well, Jia Enhou, how old are you, and you still play this farce."From time to time, the censor would also play private interviews on Weibo.

While the law is one thing, the present is another.But if they are caught by the censor, they will be stripped of their skins when they go home.

Ma Qin, the grandson of Duke Zhi, echoed, "It's all Master Jia!"

"I punish myself with three cups, no, nine cups!" Jia She entered and looked around. Apart from Chen Jiaming and Ma Qin, there were seven or eight other people in the room. Very raw and immature.

Seeing this, Jia Amnesty held the wine glass and felt a little sad: the waves behind the Yangtze River will push the waves ahead, and after a while, if he goes to the brothel again, he will no longer be a romantic young man or a young man, but an old and unscrupulous old man.

Time is really a butcher's knife.

Seeing this, the sons of wealthy businessmen in Beijing who were clinging to several princes avoided him one after another, and none of them dared to be punished by Jia Amnesty.

Not to mention the difference between officials and merchants, there are also three, six or nine equals for those who were born in the same family.The eldest son like Jia She, who has inherited the title now, is considered the first in the circle even though the old Duke has passed away.Chen Jiaming was born in the eldest family of the Duke of Qi, but he was not the eldest son, and Ma Qin was the second son of the Duke of Qi.

If there were other eldest sons of the same status as Jia She, it would not be Chen Jiaming's turn to greet him.

This is the circle.

There are subtle differences in identity everywhere.

Jia Amnesty drank three cups, sat down to talk with Chen Jiaming and Ma Qin, and occasionally asked which family the newcomer was.Listening to ditties, drinking wine, as the host, waiting for other familiar friends.

The acquaintances arrived intermittently before the appointed time, and even Hou Xiaokang, the official minister who had already "washed his hands in the golden basin" and was entrusted with important tasks, stepped on the time and arrived on time.

Seeing this, everyone exchanged an ambiguous look.It seems that Jia Enhou still has a big face, you must know that Hou Xiaokang has long since rectified his evil ways.

In other words, the Hou family has gradually moved closer to the present, which is different from those who are still waiting to see, or are loyal to the emperor, or cannot find a suitable certificate of allegiance to the present.

Seeing everyone coming together, Jia She raised his glass: "I, Hu Hansan, came back again! I haven't seen you for many years, and I, Jia She, do it first as a respect. You can do whatever you want!"

"Cheers!" Hou Xiaokang raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.

The rest of the people present also got up one after another and finished drinking in one go.

After drinking for three rounds, Jia Amnesty completely regained the feeling of the little bully back then, no sense of alienation at all, and had heard enough gossip, he began to hang his head, not very talkative, and approached him to talk to him, asking for help if there was anything to do Brother, the businessman, he vividly expressed the term "crossing the river and demolishing the bridge".

A few playboys from the same family background knew Jia She's temperament, so they gathered together for fun.

Seeing this, some young masters who had just arrived from a wealthy family looked a little worried.

At that moment, some old people smiled and persuaded, patted each other's shoulders, and pointed to Hou Xiaokang who was chatting with Jia She sometimes: "Who do you think you are? Even that one wants to give Jia Enhou face!" "

"It's not that the Jia family wants to..." The man made gestures of whereabouts.

"Hehe." Everyone laughed and said nothing, no one was kind enough to explain.

Jia Amnesty watched the small movements in the corner, but didn't care at all, yawned, and lazily tilted Hou Xiaokang's side: "You have to go to court tomorrow, so it's okay if you don't go back so late?"

Thinking about government affairs, Hou Xiaokang frowned, and sneered: "Anyway, I'm not in a hurry."

"I heard they pinched very hard?" Hearing this, Jia She's eyes rolled around, looking like I was curious about gossip, dipped his fingers in the wine, wrote four on the table, winked : "Are you guarding the empty boudoir alone?"

Situ Zheng, the former fourth prince, is now Emperor Hui.There are so many unspeakable things during reading with him.

Coincidentally, he was also a companion, and he, who was accompanied by Prince Abandoned, knew a little bit of hotness.

Glancing at the water that was about to dry up, Hou Xiaokang stared straight at Jia She for a long while, until he felt uncomfortable looking at him, then took a sip from his wine glass, with a look of depression between his brows: "It's just that the monarchs and ministers stop and reads;."

Jia Amnesty: "..."

Not having the courage to continue asking, Jia Amnesty nodded, and quickly changed the subject: "You help me protect my sister-in-law in the hall."

"Lan Shilang..." Hou Xiaokang was about to say that the Luzhou patricide case might become a typical case, when suddenly a cold voice came from outside the door: "Everyone is here, no wonder it is so lively."

As the words fell, a group of royal guards in flying fish suits surrounded the commander and entered the wing.

There was a sudden silence in the wing room.

Jia She's complexion was a little ugly.It would be insane to catch them as a dandy and send a censor. Now that the commanding officer of Jin Yiwei is here in person, he is simply flattered.

"General Jia, Hou Shilang, please follow me for a while." The leader commander's eyes were full of fierce light, and he coldly swept the two people sitting at the top.

"I'll just go." Hou Xiaokang put the wine glass on the table heavily, and said sharply.

If you still can't see the reason for being investigated tonight, you can come and write his name!

Jia Amnesty complained silently, but in view of Jin Yiwei's reputation of being vicious, he didn't dare to say anything more, he just smiled softly, pulled Hou Xiaokang, and obediently asked people to act according to the law.

Invited to Beizhen Fusi, Jia Amnesty waited for the trial in a daze, but no one came to greet him after waiting, and he was stopped when he wanted to leave.

Jia Amnesty asked the reason angrily.

"You have to wait for your family members to go through the relevant procedures before you can go back."

"What?" Jia She was startled.

At the same time, Jia Zheng was also startled. Looking at the prostrate and kneeling servant below, he repeated in disbelief: "You said earlier that Jia Amnesty invited his drinking and meat friends, and then this group of romantic youths were all arrested by Jin Yiwei." Into the prison, each family needs to bring money to bail?"

"I beg the master to go for a while, you don't need to go through the public house, the little man has the money." Bi Yan knelt down and begged: "I just ask the master to go quickly, the elder has never suffered from such a prison. .Besides, the inspection happened suddenly, and none of us expected it."

Hearing the sound of the pen and inkstone kneeling on the ground, Jia Zheng quickly took out the law book from the study room, and browsed through it at a glance.Seeing the article describing the prohibition of prostitution by officials, and the existence and status of the Jinyiwei as in the Ming Dynasty, tens of thousands of cute grass-mud horses were tossed about the whole person.

He can guarantee that this matter must be targeted by the leaders, at least those who have a relationship with the royal family. Otherwise, it is generally only necessary to trouble the censor, and Jin Yiwei will definitely look down on it.

With all kinds of thoughts in his mind, Jia Zheng looked at the rising sun dimly rising in the clouds, and couldn't help but want to press the blue veins on his forehead.

This day is the day when Jia Min returns home for three dynasties. If Jia She, the head of the family, is still in prison, then Jia Min will become a joke in the backyard.

Jia Zheng drove his horse to Beizhen Fusi, just as he explained the reason to the Jin Yiwei who was guarding him, someone came forward with a smile and said, "Are you here to pick up General Jia?"

"Yes."

"Then please."

Jia Zheng followed Jin Yiwei's footsteps, his mind a little confused.Before he came, he had speculated a little bit about the reason, but seeing the extent of Jin Yiwei's smile now, he always felt a little weird.

As soon as he stepped into the lobby, looking at Jia Amnesty who was nodding his head with his elbows on his elbows, Jia Zheng felt that the previously tense strings snapped.It never occurred to Jia She that the so-called prison disaster was just another place to sleep.