Jia Zheng through the Red Mansions

Seeing Hongxi's unkind expression and leaving angrily, Jia Zheng couldn't help being stunned. He turned to look at Daimu beside him, but Daimu looked at him with disapproval.

"Daime? What's going on here?"

"Master, there is a saying that Daimu knows he is not qualified to say, but now he has to say it." Daimu raised a small face, "His Highness the eldest grandson treats the master with sincerity, knowing that you are not good at housekeeping, he sent me to share your worries, go out Running errands for the emperor, His Highness himself is also worried day and night, but he is still worried that you have seriously injured yourself, sir, so you specifically confessed to me, let me try to make you happy, but what about you, when Jiubeile appeared just now, your whole body They are almost flying to the Jiubeile boat, not to mention His Highness, even I, a slave, feel chilling!"

Daimu's words were resonant, and Jia Zheng was stunned by the words. After he realized it, he heard Hong Xi's voice from inside the cabin: "Stop talking, Daimu!"

Daimu kept silent, but his eyes still stared angrily at Jia Zheng, his little face flushed.

Seeing this scene, Jia Zheng felt dizzy. He walked quickly into the cabin, only to see Hongxi sitting inside, his face as dark as a dark cloud. Seeing him coming in, he ignored him.

"Your Highness is kind to Jia Zheng. I will never be that ungrateful person. Your Highness misunderstood."

Hearing these words, Hong Xi felt even more lonely in his bad mood. He said that he had done him kindness, and he would repay him, and he would not be ungrateful!Hongxi smiled wryly in his heart, he knew the real reason in his heart.

Hong Xi looked up at Jia Zheng, only to see that his tall body was slightly bent, and there was an unseen anxiety on his usually calm and gentle face.

Seeing Hong Xi looking up at him, Jia Zheng's heart trembled involuntarily with the faint loneliness in his eyes.

He had seen the bright look in Hong Xi's eyes, even the domineering willfulness, or the solemnity and quietness at the bow of the boat just now. Only this loneliness, Jia Zheng felt, was the reason Hong Xi had been buried so deeply. A real feeling in the bottom of my heart.

Where is Hanlin Academy?It is a transfer station for all scientific research scholars to study and handle government affairs and then be released as an official. Maybe one of the humble editors will become a first-rank university scholar in the future, or a small editor will become a senior official in the future. governor of the province.

Just because the Hanlin Academy is a transfer station for officials at all levels, some people have long been eyeing this one-acre three-point land. Today, the Imperial Academy is also full of factions, each of which is its master.

Crown Prince, Babeile, and Prince Yong.

He is not blind, he can see the torrents and undercurrents.

And the local officials, nine out of ten are from the Hanlin Academy!

If he hadn't met Brother Nine today, he wouldn't have thought of this. If Kangxi could appoint an emperor's grandson as an imperial envoy, and if an elder brother could leave the capital and go to the south of the Yangtze River in person, then the people behind the flood in the south of the Yangtze River, except those three , who else?

Prince Yong was subconsciously excluded by Jia Zheng. Jia Zheng didn't believe that the ultimate victor in history would make such a mistake at such a critical juncture that might lose everything.

So, is it Babeile or the prince?

One is Hong Xi's uncle, and the other is Hong Xi's father. No matter who they are, if they fail this job, they will be incompetent, and they may even be considered as cover-ups.

But even if it is done perfectly and beautifully, so what?The extermination of relatives in righteousness sounds good, and Kangxi may feel that Hongxi can be of great use for a while, but if someone with a heart makes indirect remarks and says something, then I am afraid that not only will this not make Kangxi look at Hongxi differently, but I am afraid that he will think that he is cruel and merciless. Think of the flesh and blood family!

Jia Zheng still understood the incomprehensible truth of the king's ruthless mind. Thinking of the sudden change in Hongxi's face when he saw the ship, and the loneliness in Hongxi's eyes at this time, Jia Zheng clearly noticed it for the first time. In his impression, the willful young man who was domineering and heartless was actually just an illusion.

There is no anger of being deceived, at the bottom of my heart at this moment, there is only the distress and intolerance of being picked up by this loneliness.

Involuntarily stretched out his hand to hold Hong Xi's hand, the coolness in his palm made him even more sad.

On the other hand, Hong Xi, whose anger and turbulent emotions had disappeared after seeing the distress and unbearable expression in Jia Zheng's eyes, felt awkward at this moment, and wanted to say something, but the other party suddenly grabbed his right hand, Feeling the warmth of the opponent's palm, Hongxi suddenly felt his nose sore.

"Uncle Nine is pretty, isn't he?" The words that blurted out had a nasal tone, and Hong Xi felt like she was acting like a spoiled child instead of asking a question!Immediately, he felt a little embarrassed, and seeing the other party still holding his hand, Hong Xi only felt his face burn like a fever.

Jia Zheng was stunned for a while by these supernatural words. He didn't know the little jealousy in Hongxi's heart at this time, but he still answered honestly: "Yes, Jiubeile is the most beautiful man I've ever seen. , When I first saw him, I thought so."

"Hmph!" Hong Xi's angry eyes almost bulged out, and he withdrew his hand from Jia Zheng's hand vigorously.

"Unfortunately, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for a man to be so beautiful. Fortunately, he is a nobleman. If he was a child of an ordinary family, he might suffer some kind of bad luck." After Jia Zheng said with emotion, Hongxi was full My stomach is out of breath.

He really wanted to know what was going on in Jia Zheng's mind?Ordinary people see Uncle Jiu's beauty, who doesn't secretly have some dirty thoughts in his heart, why did he come to Jia Zheng's place and become like this?

However, at this point, Hongxi is like a bright mirror in his heart. This stupid goose will never have any thoughts about Uncle Jiu. Looking at it this way, he is a shadow of himself!

Thinking of this, and thinking about Jia Zheng looking thoughtfully at Ninth Uncle's boat shadow just now, and Jia Zheng's not ungrateful words just now, Hongxi immediately understood that Jia Zheng must have noticed something!

With a chill in his heart, Hong Xi temporarily put all his petty emotions behind him: "Uncle Jiu is also going to Jinling like us, what do you think?"

Jia Zheng looked at Hong Xi, didn't speak for a while, and then only asked, "Does the matter in Jiangnan have anything to do with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Complicated emotions flashed in Hongxi's heart, he struggled for a moment, then shook his head firmly: "The matter of Jiangnan has absolutely nothing to do with me, Ama."

Jia Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and his face softened: "Then it's very clear, Jiu Beile belongs to Babeile, and his rush to Jinling this time shows that this matter must have something to do with Babeile."

As if a light suddenly appeared in front of the gray eyes, Jia Zheng continued: "As long as you keep an eye on Jiubeile, I believe you will be able to find clues to this matter."

Hongxi nodded, suppressing the struggling emotions in his heart. At this time, he didn't know that a momentary deception would eventually make him make more mistakes to cover up this lie, and too much desire would also make people lose Everything I had in my hand.

Unless, rein in the cliff.

The night covered the river, and the full moon in the night sky loomed between the dark clouds. The boat was moored quietly at the pier. Jia Zheng fell asleep in the cabin. Is it holding hands?

The corners of the mouth were slightly curved, and there were bursts of warmth and tenderness in the eyes. The uneasiness that had just emerged in my heart was finally covered up by this lingering warmth in my heart.

In Babeile's mansion, Yinhu's usually calm face couldn't help showing a little bit of color, but Elder Brother Shi who was on the side didn't understand after hearing what his subordinates reported.

"Brother, didn't Huang Ama say to let the fourth brother accompany him? Why did he leave Beijing secretly?"

"Isn't that obvious? Xiao Hongxi is just a cover, and the fourth brother and the old thirteen are the imperial envoys!" Yinhu glanced at the still puzzled old ten and shook his head.

"Brother, don't just shake your head, tell me, even if the fourth brother and the thirteenth are imperial envoys, it won't do us any good!" Seeing the confident appearance of the eighth brother, the tenth elder brother became anxious .

"Don't say it, don't say it." The eighth brother shook his head and remained silent, leaving the tenth brother stamping his feet anxiously.

The old ten went back to the mansion, the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. A thought popped into his stubborn head, no, he also wants to go to Jinling to have a look!

Looking at it, I can see the fate of a stupid overlord meeting a dumb overlord.

At this time, in Yuanmingyuan, Kangxi was sitting in his study with his clothes on, his brows were knit together, and he looked at the man kneeling on the ground: "You said, Lao Jiu also went to Jinling?"

"Yes, Jiubeile's boat collided with His Royal Highness Changsun's boat, and after a few words, they headed south first." The man replied respectfully.

"Well, you go down." Kangxi waved his hand, and then frowned even tighter.

"Long Live Lord, why don't you take a break earlier, it won't hurt to read the palace test paper tomorrow." Seeing Kangxi's brow furrowed, Li Dequan couldn't help but secretly speculated about the Holy Will.

Li Dequan's words brought Kangxi back from his contemplation: "Go make another cup of tea."

Li Dequan took the order to retreat, took the teacup and entered the study again, but saw that Kangxi was engrossed in reading a test paper, his brows were stretched out, and there was a hint of approval on his face.

Li Dequan felt relieved, and walked a few steps to the front of the case: "Long live, your tea."

"Well, let's put it here." Kangxi said without raising his head, and continued to read with all his heart. After nodding repeatedly, he looked at the upper corner of the paper.

"Jia Zhu." Kangxi glanced at the name, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen this name when he was investigating Jia Zheng.

Hearing the thoughtful expression behind Kangxi's name, Li Dequan's heart moved, and he said hastily: "Long Live Lord, Jia Shidu's eldest son is a scholar of Jinke, his name is also Jia Zhu, and he is just 17 years old this year. "

Kangxi nodded when he heard the words. He wrote such a steady article at the age of 17. Although there are still flaws and flaws between the lines, it is still commendable.