Jialan: Crossing the Red Chamber

With his hand, he shook his head and said, "No."

Shui Rong still smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Jia Lan thought for a while, drew a short distance with his hands, and said, "Compared to Li Li, I like him so much more." After speaking, he felt that his gestures were silly, and laughed to himself.

That means he was still behind his family members. Shui Rong flicked Jia Lan's forehead with his knuckles. Seeing him hugging his head and whimpering in pain, he whispered in his heart: Little nerd.

Two days later, when Jia Zheng was on a business trip near the sea, a colleague, Mr. Fan, came to Beijing to do business. He was accompanied by his only son, Young Master Fan.

Mr. Fan also heard that there are several girls in Jia's mansion who are all immortals, and they are also excellent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so he couldn't help but think of a marriage plan.

The two hit it off immediately, Jia Zheng mentioned this to Jia's mother, and Jia's mother asked about the man's temperament, and they all said that he was very good, so she felt relieved and ignored it.The orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker are settled in this way.

Because Mr. Fan only stayed in Beijing for more than two months, he ordered people to send the dowry from the sea, and the Jia family was also busy preparing the dowry. In just two months, the marriage was completed.

Jia Lan had asked Shui Rong to search the little Mr. Fan thoroughly when Jia Zheng was thinking, and he didn't feel relieved until he found nothing wrong.This little Mr. Fan has a gentle temperament, which is similar to Yingchun's temperament, so he should be able to get along well.

Because Yingchun grew up in front of the old lady, Mrs. Xing seldom cared that this daughter was not her own, let alone Jia Amnesty. Since she was scolded by Jia's mother last time, she always felt that Yingchun was bad luck, and she never saw her when she greeted her on weekdays. , until the wedding day.

Two months later, Yingchun got married, and because the sea was not too close, she just didn't know when she would be able to go home once. All the girls in the Grand View Garden gave her away, and Baoyu even cried once.

Back to Shui Rong's side, although as a prince, Shui Rong's killing anyone is as simple as strangling an ant, but generally speaking, Shui Rong is not the kind of person who will take the initiative to find fault.

This time, Sun Shaozu was suddenly going to be moved, and his subordinates were extremely excited, thinking that his prince had finally come to his senses, and knew the principle of attacking first and then being passive. They all beat Sun Shaozu in three days. With everything turned upside down, he even tried his best to connect the twists and turns behind his back to their opponents, and then handed over the clear and clear connection to the government, and only waited for the order of Shui Rong to send the opponents Take it down.

Unexpectedly, they waited and waited, and finally waited until Shui Rong personally arranged and revised the memorial that was about to be handed over to the emperor into an uninvolved form. The subordinates were all shocked, the behavior of the prince of affection was training their ability to respond.

As the only girl in the Twelve Iron Guards, Jiashen bravely stood up and asked Shui Rong what she was thinking.

Shui Rong replied: "Sometimes, checking and balancing is also a tactic."

Jiashen didn't understand, so he asked again: "Isn't it more balanced if you don't move Sun Shaozu?" If you move Sun Shaozu, wouldn't the balance tilt?

Shui Rong glanced at her, and said coldly: "Jiashen, do you have any objections to this king's actions?"

Jiashen answered profusely with sweat, "No problem." Then he galloped out, as if a tiger was chasing him.

After running out, he rushed to the handsome little brother who was processing herbs in the garden, and shouted: "Awu, Awu, that Young Master Lan is special to the prince, right?"

Brother Qingxiu, Ji Jiawu let her lie on his body and continued pounding herbs, while saying: "I told you earlier, you can't touch this Young Master Lan."

Jiashen nodded and said, "I didn't touch it, I just took a look."

Jia Wu patted her on the head: "Well, you're so cute."

If Jia Lan was here, he would definitely recognize that Jiashen was the girl he, Li Li, and Liu Xianglian rescued from Lu Renjia that day, and that Jiawu's voice was the accompanying middle-aged uncle.

The author has something to say: When we were eating today, the music played in the restaurant was "We are the successors...", but it can be seen that Children's Day is coming...

46, quarrel, indifference

In the twelfth lunar month, the sky is cold and the heart is cold, and the memories of the past are deeply regretful

After Jialan's thirteenth birthday, it was almost the twelfth lunar month, and the snow this year was heavier than in previous years, and Yunnan was also affected.The Holy Majesty was worried about the successive years of war in Mongolia. General Huwei knew that he had a heavy burden on his shoulders, so he asked himself to stick to the frontier. Hearing this, the Holy Majesty was very relieved and approved Li Liang's order.

In the past few days, due to the heavy snow and bitter cold, incidents of freezing to death and frostbite occurred repeatedly in various places, and the court affairs were so busy that everyone in the Hanlin Academy was so busy that they didn't return until the sound of the watch.

Every evening, sedan chairs and carriages were parked outside the courtyard, as well as domestic servants in all kinds of clothes.In order not to attract attention, Li Liang parked the carriage outside.But Jia Lan had already ordered someone to come and pick him up, so the servants didn't need to make any further preparations, and Jia's mansion also knew that Jia Lan had several close friends outside the mansion, so they complied.Suiren didn't have a carriage with the logo of the Jia Mansion outside, but there was an extra carriage with a simple appearance and a luxurious interior.

This is naturally water-soluble.The snow was fierce, and Shui Rong was afraid that ordinary horses would not be able to handle it, so he prepared a carriage from the palace to pick him up.

Jia Lan is naturally happy, firstly, someone to accompany her, to chat with each other, and secondly, the car of the palace, which is unmatched by ordinary people.Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs, and when you pull it out, there are either desserts or dried fruits in the hidden drawer, and sometimes you can find the best Fen wine.But even if he got the wine, Shui Rong wouldn't let him touch it.

Jia Lan knew that Shui Rong did the right thing, even if he took a sip of it, Li Wan would probably smell it when he got home, and a training session would be necessary.Fortunately, Jia Lan is not a wine drinker, but it is a pity that such good wine is rare.

Jia Lan stared at the jug of wine with wide eyes, causing Shui Rong to hesitate in his heart.It's so pitiful, why don't you reward me with two bites.Hey, no, you will blame me again after drinking.This is what the prince who is in a tangled situation thinks in his heart.

Fortunately, when Shui Rong was about to defeat his pitiful eyes, Jia Lan took the initiative to look away and turned to look outside the car.

He lifted the curtain of the car, and outside the curtain, heavy snow was falling like spreading sea salt. Jia Lan sighed: "It can be seen that it doesn't cost money, it's so refreshing."

Shui Rong couldn't help laughing out loud, the unhappiness that Bai Ri had suffered in Chaozhong dissipated in an instant.

It seems that the meaning of daily hard work is only for this moment.

Leisurely, comfortable, happy, nothing more.

Snowflakes floated into the car along the warm curtain that Jia Lan raised, Shui Rong leaned over Jia Lan's shoulder and pulled his arm down, lowered the curtain, and said with a smile, "Be careful of frostbite." Then he touched his finger Cold, couldn't help frowning, wrapping his hands around him, scolded slightly: "It's so cold, I don't know how to keep warm."

Jia Lan didn't answer, and looked at Shui Rong's hand thoughtfully.

Shui Rong put one arm around Jia Lan's waist, one arm loosely on his stomach, and leaned against the carriage behind Jia Lan. This mutual dependence was extremely ambiguous.

It would be even more perfect if Lan'er could sit on her lap, Shui Rong looked at Jia Lan's fair and powdery earlobes and thought faintly.

The earlobe seemed to be luring him to approach, and when he approached again, he could not help but follow him, and he had no time to care about him.There seemed to be a few words in his ears, but he didn't care.

He didn't wake up until his fingers tingled sharply, and saw Jia Lan twisting the flesh on his wrist and said impatiently, "Speak."

Shui Rong was a little dazed, but he quickly came to his senses and said casually: "I didn't hear what you said clearly, please say it again."

Jia Lan turned to stare at him, and said, "I just asked you, how does the imperial court plan to deal with the winter for the people?"

Even though Shui Rong was calm and calm, he couldn't help but want to let out a long sigh at this moment, how could the bookworm in front of him not feel such an ambiguous scene at all.It is very human for him to be able to think of the affairs of the court from his actions of taking advantage of him.

Shui Rong put his head on Jia Lan's shoulder in pain, rubbed against his neck, and Fang sighed, "I've already turned down."

"Ah?" Jia Lan was puzzled for a while before he came to his senses and couldn't bear to look at Shui Rong: "Okay, I won't ask you." Regarding how the people spend the winter, there must have been a lot of quarrels in the court, and he also saw that there had been a lot more recently. It took many memorials to know about it.

Shui Rong sighed again: "Not only the common people, but also the soldiers on the frontier." It is commendable that the several princes united as one, and at the same time stated that the Ministry of Households must allocate funds, but they only allocated how much money and where to allocate first, and they quarreled endlessly Gone.

Jia Lan said: "If you can't even guarantee the soldiers, then how can they still have the heart to defend their homes and the country?"

Shui Rong's head was still leaning against Jia Lan's neck, but his hands were loosened, and they were tightly wrapped around Jia Lan's waist.

At this time, Jia Lan realized that he was surrounded by water-soluble breath. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little nervous, and his body froze.

Shui Rong seemed to have noticed Jalan's stiffness, and caressed his waist comfortingly, but found that the skin under his hands became even stiffer.He didn't move anymore, just hugged him quietly.

Jia Lan didn't know what to do, and dared not move.

After a long time, Shui Rong said: "In the eyes of some people, sometimes, fighters are not important, but interests are important."

Jia Lan flew into a rage when he heard that, but missed the resentment and sadness contained in that tone.He grabbed Shui Rong's arm and threw it away, turned around and said angrily at him: "What do you mean soldiers are not important? Without soldiers, who will defend the country, who will ensure that those people can seize their own interests in such a safe and secure manner?" ?”

Shui Rong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm being serious, why are you so angry?"

Jia Lan gritted his teeth and said, "I know what you said