Jia She of the Red Chamber is reborn and meets the real and fake prince

But the next day, Mother Jia sent someone to ask Jia to pardon the mansion again. The housekeeper Lai was still very polite, probably because he knew that arrogance was no longer useful to the young master, no wonder he was so highly valued by Mother Jia.

"The old lady has something important to discuss with your master, and I hope the eldest son can come to the house." Lai Da lowered his head, very much a servant should abide by the duty.

The concierge looked at his attitude as respectful after all, but the servants of Jia She's mansion had heard about the old lady in the Rongguo mansion for a long time. , and deliberately dropped a sentence in a lazy manner: "You wait, the villain will report to the master."

Lai Da didn't dare to get angry, after all, he had already tasted the bitter fruit of the dog's eyes seeing people as inferior. He relied on Jia's mother's order before, thinking that Jia Amnesty would not dare to refute, and even yelled loudly. Finally, he was driven away by random sticks. Disgraceful.But what Jia Amnesty did afterwards was to close the door and see no one, and took Yan Wu to the peasants' homes outside the city, and did not come back for two full months.

Because the virtuous concubine in the palace is Jia Yuanchun. Although she has a good family background, she is also one of the side concubines. She has never been pregnant. Not to mention the empress who gave birth to a pair of twins. The eldest son of the emperor and the eldest princess are siblings. The birth of twins in the royal family is an auspicious omen and a great joy.

If Jia Yuanchun wanted to live well, the only way she could eat the meals and fruits she wanted every meal was if she had enough money as a reward to have court ladies and eunuchs at her disposal.The lives of concubines in the palace have always been like walking on thin ice. Only concubines who are more favored by His Majesty are entitled to live a better life. Praising the high and stepping down is the cold normal way of survival in the palace. If you can't see this clearly, you are doomed. If you can't live, you will become a stumbling block for others, and you will become a ghost in the red wall and green tiles.

Jia Amnesty recently received news that something strange happened in Xunyang City to the west of the capital, and there were rumors of ghosts. He was curious and wanted to find out. By the way, he could help others by traveling west. Hey, on the account I don't have many merit points, so if I don't try my best to do good deeds, how can I waste my merit points.

Yan Wu has been mysterious lately, leaving early and returning late every day, and his whereabouts are unknown. Jia She is very worried, for fear that the other party will suddenly leave the capital alone one day, because the other party promised to go back to Beijing with him at the beginning. If he wanted to leave, his understanding of Yan Yan should also be in such a straightforward style.

"Master, Rongguo Mansion has something important to ask you to come over to talk with him. Lai Da is waiting for your reply outside the door, do you want to see?" Jixiang knocked on the door twice, and a voice of appropriate size sounded outside the door.

"No, no." Jia She said perfunctorily, lying on the soft couch with his slender body stretched out, his relaxed expression was like a sleepy cat waiting for the call of love from the shit shoveler.The "Yan Huwei" who was named the potential shit-shoveling officer has not returned home yet, and is still wandering outside.

Jixiang knew that when the master hadn't woken up, his temper was not very elegant, so he waited for ten seconds according to the habit. After ten seconds passed, there was still no sound inside. Jixiang knew clearly: the master doesn't want to go out, I understand .

"Wait, auspicious, you give me back to the master." Jia She thought for a while, then interrupted Jixiang's footsteps, and Jixiang stopped obediently, waiting for the master's order.

There was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other in the room. After a while, the door opened, and Jia Amnesty came out wearing a blue robe. Asking for leave to go out, Yan Huwei didn't bring the master to play, the master is not happy.

Jia She is feeling irritable, he has nothing to do when he is alone at the mansion, and he doesn't like to be arty, he doesn't like painting and calligraphy, so he might as well go back to Rongguo Mansion to find the troubles of Jia Mu's eccentric woman, regardless of her If you want to say something, he will go back and say it first.Master She secretly said in anger.

The Rongguo Mansion was still as magnificent and imposing as ever, and the Rongxi Hall was still the same Rongxi Hall, but the hostess would never be able to turn to the eldest wife of the big house. Jia She did not express his thoughts on this, because he had no thought of changing Rongxi Hall. The idea of ​​Guofu is that when his father dies, he will fly freely in the sky and sea, and will never be trapped by the word Rongguofu in his future, because the future Rongguofu will no longer be the unspeakable Duke's Mansion .

Jia's mother smiled and said: "Enhou, for brother Lian, you should also marry Xuxian, who has no wife, is it plausible? I fell in love with the girl from the Xing family. Although her family background is not as good as our Rongguo mansion, but she has grown up. It looks good enough and was chosen according to your preferences, would you like to take a look?"

Mrs. Xing is too small and Biyu is not suitable for the Rongguo Mansion. Jia She has already felt the same way in her previous life. This woman is stingy and likes to plan carefully. If she marries into a wealthy businessman's family, she will have a happier life as a husband and wife. veto.

"Lian'er has a favorite mother candidate, the son will know what to do without the mother's trouble." Jia She said with a sense of alienation, the same as the formulaic expression, the kind of smile on the surface.

"Lian'er is only very young, and Enhou made excuses to evade his mother's kindness. Mother knows that when you grow up, you have your own ideas, and your mother didn't force you to marry any girl, but you always have to look at Miss Xing's portrait. If you really don’t like it, you can discuss it before making a decision.” Jia’s mother wiped tears from the corners of her eyes, showing a kind of motherly heart, as if she was rejected by Jia Amnesty without knowing what is good or bad, but the so-called loving mother, deep in her eyes There was still a hint of coldness oozing out, Jia She could see clearly that he would not be deceived by her false feelings again.

Besides, I didn't lie!Jia She thought a little arrogantly in his heart: "I welcome the spring with Lian'er, but the father and son (daughter) are of the same mind, and their benefits cut through gold."

Mother Jia still didn't believe Jia She's words, because Jia She didn't give her face a lot of times, and Mother Jia hated the eldest son very much. Naturally, she had no good intentions this time. She had inquired about the character and appearance of the girl from the Xing family. She is beautiful, with a bit of a petty air, not as dignified and decent as a woman from an aristocratic family.With her holding back in Jia Amnesty's backyard, Zheng'er can hold back here and regain his confidence.Zheng'er, mother is in such a difficult situation, you have to live up to it.

"Mother, I don't need you to worry about my step-wife choice. Your Majesty has already said that he wants to discuss with the Empress Dowager and marry me personally." , I had no choice but to take back the words in my stomach.Enhou's expression was very serious, as if he didn't make it up.

Mother Jia was stunned for a moment. She was not the scheming noble lady of the deep house more than ten years later. Now that her husband is still there, the eldest son is completely suppressing her majesty. She has a lot of worries, so she has to walk cautiously , planning the future for his beloved youngest son, but he was very unwilling to lose out in front of his eldest son.

"Then, mother will stop bothering you about this matter. As for the gift of marriage, you haven't written a word yet. Don't be arrogant, and be careful to spread the word to the outside. If nothing happens, you will laugh your ass off. As a descendant of the Rongguo Mansion, you , we must protect the face of the Duke's Mansion." Jia Mu smiled very gently, but when she hit him with a few words, the content was also very interesting.

Jia She raised his heroic eyebrows, this is the most masculine part of his face, his lips are too pink, he is dissatisfied, his complexion is too fair and delicate, his skin is whiter and tenderer than a girl's, he doesn't like it, he is most satisfied The only thing that looks like my grandfather's eyebrows is full of heroism.

"Son, I'm afraid, mother's servant here is just a pouting gourd in the common people's book. It's better for you to pay more attention to yourself. Sometimes, being suspicious is also suitable for mother. I won't disturb your nap at this point, my son will go to bed first." Retire." Jia Amnesty accepted without seeing a good deal, aggressive and authentic, because Yan Wu had disappeared for three days, and he wanted to go back to the house quickly to see if his beloved Yan Yan came back.

Jia Mu was so angry at what he said before he left that he smashed a pile of porcelain vases and teacup fragments. If Jia Daishan were here, she would grumble in distress: "What a prodigal bitch."

Jia Amnesty poked a big basket for Yuanyang and the other maids, who were so frightened that they knelt down and did not dare to get up. Jia's mother lost her temper a lot before she resumed her usual virtuous and friendly attitude.

However, Jia Amnesty's words have always left traces in the heart of Jia Mu, a cruel woman. She also became suspicious of the maids and nurses around her, and couldn't help testing them. Splash, Mother Jia probably didn't expect to be tricked by her unconscionable eldest son in her eyes, and Jia Amnesty effortlessly divorced Mother Jia from her loyal maidservant.

Back in his own little world, Jia Amnesty found Jixiang waiting, and immediately revealed a look of surprise, stepped forward to ask Jixiang, and asked anxiously: "Jixiang, where is Yan Huwei? Is he back?!"

Ji Xiang lowered his head and replied: "Master, Yan Huwei is not at the house." After a pause, he continued softly: "Master Lin came to see you with a gift, and he is waiting in the living room."

"Master Lin, who is Mr. Lin? Could it be my brother-in-law?" Jia Amnesty said listlessly, like a rooster whose beautiful feathers have been plucked, with his head downcast and a low sigh.

"Yes, master." Jixiang finished quickly, smiling with his mouth tightly shut, without Yan Weiwei, he would have to clench his tail for a while.

Jia Amnesty has no friendship with Lin Ruhai, neither before nor now, after all, Jia Min is Lin Ruhai's wife, and Jia Min's only elder brother is Jia Zheng. The same eccentric younger sister, he is the eldest son of the Rongguo Mansion, and he disdains them to argue about the facts.

He really doesn't know the purpose of Lin Ruhai's visit to him, but it doesn't matter, even if this brother-in-law is to seek the so-called "justice" for Jia Zheng, justice is at ease, and I, Jia Enhou, have nothing to do with Jia Zheng. Where there is a debt, there is no fear of gossip, hum, my master is a famous person in the dynasty, and it is not the other party's turn to be presumptuous in the National Teacher's Mansion.