Jia Zheng through the Red Mansions

"Don't worry about him, I'm following the emperor's order to thoroughly investigate the embezzlement of disaster relief money and the destruction of the embankment. Now this matter has become clear. Uncle Jiu ordered Xue's family to use the business to resell inferior embankment materials, which caused the disaster. The money for disaster relief is also honored by the Xue family to Uncle Jiu, that is the fact." Doing too much of superfluous things is not good, and Hong Xi is still very clear about what should be done in moderation.

"The collusion between officials and businessmen in this matter only uncovered the Xue family and it is too weak. Who in the yamen can use it as a scapegoat?" Hongxi asked. Without the involvement of court officials, how could the Xue family swallow the money? With so much money, Huang Mafa would never believe that only one Xue family was impeached.

"The Zhizhou subordinate of the slave is a member of the Eighth Master. He is the most suitable candidate." Wu Wenyuan had thought of this point earlier, and when he heard Hongxi's question, he quickly replied.

"It's so good, I'll make a note and send it back to the capital in [-] miles!" Subconsciously, Hongxi didn't want Jia Zheng to know about this, and the words "it has nothing to do with me, Ama" that he swore that day still lingered in his ears. Hong Xi didn't want to imagine, if Jia Zheng knew that he had been deceiving him, what kind of expression would appear on his always gentle and smiling face.

Thinking of these, his calm heart couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable.

"Wait a minute, Your Highness. It's not appropriate for Your Highness to submit a report on this matter. It's better for Mrs. Jia to come forward." Wu Wenyuan said quickly, not knowing what Hongxi was thinking.

"Huang Mafa hand-picked me as an imperial envoy, he is just my entourage, why not let me handle this matter alone!" Hong Xi's face sank.

Wu Wenyuan saw that Hongxi's face changed, and quickly said respectfully: "His Royal Highness, please listen to this servant. Since this matter is to use the Xue family to impeach the Eighth Master, Your Highness, you are the son of the crown prince. Doing so may cause the emperor's dissatisfaction. Mr. Jia can take care of this matter. Your Highness will be the first to reward you for your thorough inspection. If something goes wrong in the end, you can also shift the responsibility to Mr. Jia. Your Highness, At most, it is the crime of being lax and dereliction of duty, this is the best way to achieve the best of both worlds, what do you think, Your Highness?"

After Wu Wenyuan's words came out, there was a depressive silence in the side hall. After a long time, Wu Wenyuan saw Hong Xi bowed his head silently, the expression on his face was unpredictable, and he guessed Hong Xi's thoughts in his heart. Dao Hongxi said in a low voice, "Do as you say."

Having said that, Hongxi only felt bored for a while, and the air was filled with the refreshing sandalwood, which also made him feel uncomfortable at this moment. Looking up, there was a pair of "letting go is the best" hanging on the wall of the meditation room. "'s cursive made him feel that something was about to come out in his head, but he couldn't see clearly.

Forget it, Hongxi comforted himself in his heart, only this time, he only did this once to hurt Jia Zheng, after this time, he will do everything to treat Jia Zheng well, and never do anything to hurt him again thing, he swears.

"I'll go back to Jinling first, this time the river is being rebuilt, it must be done in a leak-proof way!" Hongxi suppressed the emotions in his heart and said without changing his expression.

"Your Majesty understands, please rest assured, Your Highness." Wu Wenying quickly bent down and replied.

After saying a few more words about the renovation of the river this time, Hongxi stood up and prepared to go back to Jinling. Calculating the time, Jia Zheng, who went to Xue's family to pay homage to the funeral, should also be back. I just inquired about it from the waiter in the inn yesterday. Jinling's special snacks, when Jia Zheng heard that the alleys behind the Confucius Temple had the most delicious food, he had a longing look in his eyes, let's go there with him tonight!

Thinking of this, the corners of Hongxi's mouth raised slightly, and her depressed mood calmed down a lot.

Opening the door of the meditation room, the slightly cool mountain breeze makes people feel more comfortable in sunny weather. The dense canopy leaves shadows on the ground one after another, and only the gaps in the leaves have spots of light , one of them is particularly dazzling.

This is... Hongxi's complexion changed, and he walked over quickly, only to see a Jinkun dotted emerald plum flower hairpin lying quietly on the ground at the spot of light, and the gemstones on the hairpin glowed dazzlingly under the sunlight. shine.

Hong Xi bent down to pick up the hairpin, and looked back at the meditation room. It was only three or four steps away from the west window of the meditation room. If someone was standing here just now, what he and Wu Wenyuan said would definitely be heard by this person. People listen to every word!

Wu Wenyuan's complexion also changed after seeing the hairpin. He looked at Hong Xi and asked for instructions: "Your Highness, do you want to..." Wu Wenying put the five fingers of his right hand together on the neck, and made a "click" movement.

"Go and find out first, who is the owner of this hairpin and when did he leave the temple?" Hong Xi said in a deep voice, hoping that this person just accidentally left the hairpin at other times.

Not long after, the presiding monk of the temple, Yuanzhen, was found. He didn't know Hongxi's identity, but he knew Wu Wenying, the prefect of Jinling, and this monk was also well-versed. I also guessed a little bit in my heart, and I was very respectful to Hong Xi.

"Master, is there any female relatives in this temple?" Hongxi smiled, and took out the hairpin, "I accidentally found this hairpin under a tree. It is not extraordinary in quality, so I guess the owner must like it very much. , I’m afraid I’m in a hurry right now if I lose it.”

The host glanced at the hairpin, clasped his hands together and said, "It's so precious, only Mrs. Lin who came to the temple three days ago."

"Mrs. Lin? Is she still in the temple?" Hong Xi hurriedly asked.

"Mrs. Lin just found out that the old monk left some money for sesame oil, and then left. Just now, I can have time for a cup of tea." After the host finished speaking, Hongxi's eyes flashed. The hairpin was left under the tree, so the lady must have heard the words in the meditation room!

"Does the host know where this lady is from?" Hong Xi suddenly became suspicious.

"This lady came to the temple to pray for blessings for the first time. I don't know the origin of this lady, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help the benefactor." Yuan Zhen shook his head and said.

Hongxi pondered for a long while, then asked again: "This lady, does the host remember what characteristics this lady has, so that it is convenient for me to go down the mountain to find someone."

The host thought for a while, and said: "This lady has a good character, and she speaks and behaves well. Her two-year-old daughter is even rarer to see. It is said that this lady's birthday is still in Huachao Festival."

The host only remembered this, although Hong Xi was a little disappointed, but he had no choice but to leave the host and go down the mountain with Wu Wenyuan.

On the way back to the government office, Wu Wenyuan said: "Your Highness, don't worry, this hairpin looks very precious. As long as you find a craftsman, you will know where it was sold. Once you check the account book, it will be clear at a glance who the buyer is."

Hong Xi nodded and went back to the Jinling government office. Wu Wenyuan called a famous local jewelry craftsman to examine the hairpin carefully.

The craftsman looked at it repeatedly for a long time, then gently put the hairpin back into the brocade box on the table, and then said: "My lord, this hairpin is exquisitely crafted. This hairpin was written by everyone, but this hairpin is not from Jinling, it looks like it was made in Suzhou."

"Okay, take these." Wu Wenyuan waved his hand and asked his subordinates to give the craftsman 100 taels of silver, and then warned: "When you leave the government office, you can say what you can and can't say, you know it in your heart!"

The craftsman's face was full of joy when he got the silver, and he said quickly: "I understand."

After seeing off the craftsman, Hongxi walked from the back room to the main room. He heard the craftsman's words clearly from behind. He confirmed that this hairpin might be made in Suzhou, so the next thing will be easy to investigate. up.

"Send people to the major shops in Suzhou to investigate, and be sure to find out who the buyer of this hairpin is, and report to me immediately after finding out." Wu Wenyuan called his subordinates and ordered.

"Wait a minute." Hongxi interrupted Wu Wenyuan: "I will handle this matter personally. Now the fourth uncle, the thirteenth uncle, and the ninth uncle are all in the south of the Yangtze River, especially the ninth uncle is in Xue's house in Jinling. Your every move I’m afraid it’s all seen by others, so you don’t need to worry about this matter, the craftsman just sent someone to watch.”

"Yes, I understand, Your Highness, please rest assured." Wu Wenyuan was puzzled in his heart. If it is eye-catching, wouldn't His Highness attract more attention? Although he was puzzled, Wu Wenyuan saw that Hongxi's face was not good, so he didn't Ask the exit.

Leaving the hairpin from the back door of the government office with this hairpin in his arms, Hongxi walked towards the inn, feeling even more depressed. From the first time he saw this hairpin, he felt familiar. He just heard the words of the craftsman and mentioned Suzhou, and he suddenly remembered Where did I see it.

It was the year when he met Jia Zheng. He and Huang Mafa went all the way to Suzhou privately. Lin Ruhai's mansion hosted a banquet for guests. At that time, Mrs. Lin, who was holding a baby girl like a fairy, only had this plum blossom on her head. hairpin.

The unspeakable panic and contradictions were entangled in my heart. If it was someone else, everything would be easy to handle, but the person who heard this happened was her, Jia Zheng's sister!

He will always remember the look in Jia Zheng's eyes when he looked at Jia Min and the baby girl in her arms. It was an unbreakable blood relationship, exactly the same as when Jia Zheng stood in front of Jia Zhu that day. Jia Zheng at that time There is a firmness in the always gentle eyes that never appears easily, this firmness is to protect his relatives.

And myself, who just swore to never hurt him again, but when the vow is still in my heart, I want to tear up this vow with my own hands, and do the second thing that will hurt him!

Hongxi knew in his heart that hurting Jia Min would hurt Jia Zheng more than hurting Jia Zheng himself!

Jia Zheng never hides his love for his relatives in front of himself. He can block the whip for Jia Zhu, he can burn out for the happiness of his daughter Yuan Chun, and he is even in a dilemma for a cub born by his aunt. In fact, these are all weaknesses, and they are also Jia. What Zheng cares about the most is not to hide it from himself, but to have trust in himself. Before this moment, he was complacent about this trust, but now?

Now that he wanted to attack Jia Zheng's most cherished sister, Hongxi felt that if he really killed Jia Min, Jia Zheng would never forgive him, never.

For the first time, the young man's heart was in such a panic. It was so easy to make a vow, but it was so difficult to keep the vow.

The setting sun is like blood, and the long shadow of the young man is reflected on the ground, lonely and lonely.