[Red Mansions] Everyone is a fan of Daiyu

But Jia Amnesty accepted the invitation at home, and after reading it, he habitually tapped his fingers on the table twice, and guessed Shui Rong's main intention without much speculation.At a young age, he became a favorite in front of the emperor, so how could he really care about such a bad old man, and he was a bad old man with only a title but no real power.

But when the agreed date came, Jia Amnesty still dressed up and went to Beijing Palace with gifts.After arriving, I saw everyone gathered in the palace, old and young, all of them were of different ages.Jia Amnesty was led by his servants to the living room, and met everyone one by one under the introduction of Shui Rong.In this group of people, there are officials, and there are also those who disdain official positions and only treat themselves as ordinary civilians. They are all talented and thoughtful people.

Jia She can't compete with others in terms of literary skills, depth of thought, and foresight. The only thing that can knock everyone down is the ability to handle affairs.Good logical thinking in doing things, can coordinate and arrange time, and has strong skills in handling things, which is a good material for execution.

However, his ability is of some use at this party?He is a bunch of exiled immortals with romanticism both physically and mentally, who write poems and drink alcohol. In comparison, he is a very realistic, very mundane scum.Among this group of people, it can be described as a flock of birds and cranes.

Of course, Jia Amnesty was not embarrassed.When people were talking, he would not interrupt by himself, only drinking tea and eating, enjoying himself very much.Then he glanced at these people from time to time, and when he looked at them, he cursed inwardly: It can be said to be Zhuangbility.However, when everyone talked about political affairs, he was in a daze.

How much face does this King of Beijing have, to be able to call so many people to hold this kind of gathering at home so openly.This is obviously an act of forming a party in secret. It is hard to guarantee that it will not be self-serving, and it may end up being a big traitor.Jia She sighed. I really don't know what the current emperor thinks. Could it be that he dotes on the King of Beijing too much?

Later, he knew—no.

It is only said that Jia She, as a misfit outsider, was almost squeezed out by everyone.At this time, he picked up a piece of shortbread cake, stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew, not caring about face.No one is paying attention to him, and he can't relax?When he just swallowed the cake in his mouth, he suddenly met a pair of eyes looking at him.

Jia Amnesty was taken aback, and silently swallowed his saliva, the smiling eyes made him feel hairy all over.However, after looking at it and thinking about it again, he was smart enough to understand.It turned out that this person, just like him, hardly interrupted from the beginning to the end.Either drinking tea or just sitting there, fiddling with the rings on their fingers.

Jia Amnesty seemed to have found a confidant, hurriedly stood up and went to the side of this person, and quietly changed seats with the person next to this person.After Jia Amnesty sat down, he leaned closer to this person and said, "You can't get in the way, think they're talking nonsense, and don't know what's the use of what they're talking about here?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, nodding in a suppressed way: "That's right."

Hearing what he said, Jia Amnesty quickly grabbed his hand, and said with infinite emotion: "Knowing friends and friends, I thought I was the only one like this."

The man pulled his hand out of his hand a little uncomfortably, wiped it himself, and asked, "You don't like this place, why did you come here?"

"While there are parties, people come here because they like it, and they all come with a purpose." Jia Amnesty did have a purpose for his own official career, but the main purpose was for Daiyu to supervise and observe Shui Rong.After Jia She said this, he looked at the man again and said, "You dislike me?"

The man realized that what he was talking about was that he took out his hand and wiped it again, and laughed again, "Nothing."

"Since you don't like it and don't participate in it, what are you doing here?" Jia Amnesty asked back.

"There is no party where people come because they like it, and they come for a purpose." The man smiled back.

I'm going to... actually hit him with his words, Jia She raised his hand and nodded at him, "You little brother is not mean, you don't know how to respect the old and love the young."

The man frowned slightly, but still smiled. The smile at this time meant that he was speechless. He said, "Little brother? Are you still teaching me?"

Jia She put his right leg on his left, "Isn't it? You look like you're in your early thirties at most, so I'm 20 years older than you, and you're not sincere when you talk to me. Isn't it disrespectful?"

The man stroked his robe helplessly, and said, "Jia Amnesty, you must be responsible for what you have said."

Jia She raised his old face, "You remember my name now? Just now you smiled at me from afar..." After speaking, he shuddered all over and reached for the teacup, saying, "Don't dare to think about it anymore."

The man shook his robe helplessly and stood up. At this moment, Shui Rong hurried over and whispered: "Your Majesty, what's the matter? Are you driving back to the palace?"

"Crack!" The sound of the teacup in Jia She's hand falling to the ground and shattering, and then he saw him kneeling down in front of the emperor, his trembling old hands hugging the emperor's leg for a while.

The emperor was speechless, it was the first time he saw such a neurotic person who provoked him, but he couldn't get angry and just wanted to laugh.Moreover, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity about Jia She.Seeing Jia She hugging his leg and not saying a word, he said, "Ai Qing, how long do you want to hug her?"

Jia She hastily let go of his legs, knelt down and said, "Damn me, I really didn't know it was you, the emperor."

He only met the emperor once, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes. How could he know the emperor.Besides, there was no special introduction that only pointed out that he was the emperor. How could he know that this person was the emperor.Although he saw a lot of people who looked like Jin Yiwei standing faintly in the palace, he thought they were his own security guards in the palace.

No wonder King Beijing formed a party so blatantly. It turned out that he was just a cover, and the organizer was the emperor himself.It should be that the emperor was tired of the court, so he did such a thing.There is no need to emphasize too much the rules here, respect the free wishes of every expert, and play at will.

Jia She was kneeling in embarrassment, worried about what the saint would do to him, and then the rescuers came.Only a servant girl from the palace wanted to see Shui Rong outside, and the servant girl who came said that the concubine wanted to see Mrs. Jia Shejia in person.

The emperor didn't have the slightest intention of punishing him, so he told him to get up and let him go with the little maid.Jia Amnesty walked out of the house in a hurry as if relieved of a heavy burden, and let out a long breath, it can be regarded as having escaped the disaster.However, what was this Beijing Dowager looking for him for?Be cautious in your actions and words, absolutely!

The servant girl brought Jia She to see Princess Beijing, and Jia She saluted respectfully.After saluting, he retreated and sat aside, still following the routine rules of not raising his eyes and aiming at random.So, he took a sip of the maid's tea, put it down and said, "Dare to ask, what does the concubine want from me?"

The concubine stabilized her airs, and said slowly: "Daiyu, the daughter of Lin Hai, is she being supported by you now?"

"Yes."

The concubine glanced at Jia She, then looked away and continued: "I saw her before, and I liked her very much. Thinking about it, she is now 12 years old, and she is about to become a big girl. It has been a long time since I saw her. I miss you so much. It's not appropriate for me to go to your Jia's house suddenly. So, I want to entrust you with something today."

After Jia She heard this, he knew what was going on. He didn't know if the concubine's words were true or not, but he was sure that this matter had something to do with Shui Rong Daiyu's marriage.Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, this concubine fell in love with their family's Daiyu so much.Jia She was arrogant and ecstatic in his heart, but on his face he said seriously: "What's the matter, please tell me the princess."

The concubine straightened her wide sleeves, sat up straight and said, "Rong'er will invite you in the future. When you come here, bring your niece Daiyu along with you. I have no daughter and only Rong'er has one son. Lonely. So... I hope that your niece can come to live with me when she is free, and treat it as a visiting relative."

After Jia Amnesty heard this, she hesitated, and the concubine continued: "I will protect her as if I were my own daughter. If she doesn't want to stay here, I won't force her to stay either."

At this moment, Jia Amnesty stepped down from his chair and bowed to salute, "Yes, Concubine."

Concubine Bei Jing tucked her hands into her sleeves, clenched her fists happily and excitedly, and then let Jia She go without staying any longer.This matter can be regarded as the beginning, with her here, is it afraid that there will be no end?

It is also said that on this day, the Xue family received the imperial decree, and Baochai was selected into the palace as a talented person.

As a result, Baochai's aggrieved, humiliated, and haze all dissipated the moment the imperial decree arrived.Aunt Xue was so happy that there was nothing wrong with it.After receiving the imperial decree, Baochai finally straightened her spine.

Not long after receiving the imperial decree, Jia Mu sent a little girl from the branch to ask Aunt Xue Baochai to go to her courtyard.Baochai took a deep breath, helped Aunt Xue up and went.When she arrived at Jia Mu's room, Jia Mu gave her a seat and said directly, "Young girl Bao is doing well this time."

Aunt Xue smiled reservedly, and said: "Old lady, I owe you a good word. Our Baochai can enter the palace, thanks to the help of the imperial concubine, otherwise, how could we enter?"

When Baochai heard Aunt Xue's words, she hurriedly grabbed her arm, signaling her not to speak.Baochai didn't tell Aunt Xue, and Mrs. Wang didn't help her at all.This time she was able to enter the palace, it was entirely a matter of her own appearance.Although she doesn't need to break up the relationship with Jia's family, and she still needs to maintain it, she can't pass the credit to others like this.

Seeing this, Jiamu smiled kindly and asked Yuanyang to take out a letter.Yuanyang handed the letter to Baochai, who accepted it suspiciously, and then opened it.After watching for a while, he suddenly raised his head to look at Jiamu.This letter is from Yuanchun, and the content of the letter is that Yuanchun promised Jiamu to help Baochai enter the palace.

Baochai was puzzled, Mother Jia didn't know about her private affair with Mrs. Wang, so why did she suddenly help her?She looked at Jia Mu and couldn't believe it: "Old lady... this..."

Jia's mother smiled, "It should be, why not if I can help with such a small matter? And your mother also pointed at you to enter the palace to make the family proud. Our family, if it weren't for the imperial concubine, how could we be so glorious now? Relationship If we overlap each other, we can be regarded as a family, so please don’t thank us.”

The author has something to say: Huh~~~ Catch the bird~

Mother Jia has a lot of plans of her own~~~

-----BlaBla-----

By the way, I talked about ghost movies with my roommate last night~

Roommate A: Are you afraid of ghosts?

Roommate B: Don't be afraid, because I haven't seen a ghost movie and I don't have a concept in my mind, so I'm not afraid.

Roommate A: Then if you read it, will you be afraid?

Roommate B: That's right, I'm afraid if I have a concept.

Roommate A: What if that ghost is a handsome guy?

Roommate B: Huh?That is definitely not scary.

Me: What about morality...

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