Jia Zheng through the Red Mansions

Facing Kangxi, Jia Zheng always felt a sense of uneasiness. The old man sitting on it had too sharp eyes, especially when he still had a guilty conscience and uneasiness in his heart. Sure enough, the first sentence that Kangxi spoke made Jia Zheng feel cold. half.

"When I was in Luoyang, I thought it was good. When I went to Suzhou, I found that it could affect Hongxi. Now it seems that I was right, but I didn't expect that the influence on Hongxi would be so great that he would say it over and over again. I came here to beg you." When Kangxi spoke, he couldn't hear any joy or anger, but there was an air of authority without anger.

Jia Zheng knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head. He listened quietly to Kangxi's words, and finally bowed his head and said, "I am guilty."

"What is the crime?"

Not daring to look at Kangxi's expression, Jia Zheng guessed Kangxi's meaning in his heart, and said respectfully: "I am not good at doing things, and I have failed the emperor's entrustment."

The sentence was a universal cliché, Jia Zheng couldn't guess what Kangxi was thinking, so he had to answer in a blunt manner. He originally thought that his qualifications were dull, but when he thought of Kangxi's previous words, he felt that Kangxi was slapping his mouth, so he swallowed the four words.

There was no sound in the hall for a while, and then Kangxi's gentle voice was heard: "It is indeed wrong to jump to a conclusion without grasping the overall situation due to the complexity of the Jiangnan affairs, but it is rare for Jia Qing's family to still be respectful after the errand that I avoided. of."

It was obviously a compliment, and the tone was much gentler than the original one, but Jia Zheng still felt like he was sitting on pins and needles in Jia Zheng's ears, and he always felt a faint sense of unease.

"It is the duty of the minister to reward the emperor."

Kangxi looked at Jia Zheng, who had never raised his head from the beginning to the end, and his tone was respectful and polite. A trace of thought flashed in his eyes. Is Jia Zheng really indifferent and honest, or is he pretending to be so thoughtful?

Unconsciously, the conspiracy theory gained the upper hand, Kangxi's eyes gradually turned cold, and he regretted putting such a deep-minded person by Hongxi's side, whether it was right or wrong.

Come on, since the imperial decree has been issued, there is absolutely no reason for you to take it back without joking, let's look at Jia Zheng again!

Thinking of this, Kangxi said a few more words of encouragement and asked Jia Zheng to withdraw.

It wasn't until he left the Forbidden City that Jia Zheng realized that the obscene clothes on his back were soaked in sweat and blown by the wind, exuding a burst of coolness. He unconsciously reached out and held the place where the concentric knot was placed. The violent beating is still strong.

Jia Zheng laughed wryly, well, maybe Kangxi was simply dissatisfied with his personal influence on Hongxi, so why bother worrying about it.

When Jia Zheng returned to Jia's mansion, he first went to pay his respects to Jia's mother. At this time, everyone in the family knew that the master's first visit to the palace was to thank the emperor, so they were all happy. Be apprehensive.

When Jia Zheng entered, Jia Mu was sitting on the kang, with a small baby in her arms. Jia's mother is acting like a baby. Sitting next to Mrs. Wang is a person Jia Zheng has never seen before, smiling and talking to Mrs. Wang.

When Jia Zheng entered, everyone's eyes were on him. The man's smile was restrained, and his face was embarrassed.

Jia Mu said with a smile: "They are all relatives of our own family. There is no taboo. They will be what they were just now."

After that, Mother Jia pointed to the man and said to Jia Zheng, "Yes, my niece and daughter-in-law."

Jia Zheng knew in his heart that he was a historian.The two greeted each other, and Jia Zheng looked at the child in Jia's mother's arms and knew it must be Shi Xiangyun.

Just as I was about to speak, I saw footsteps and laughter coming from the gate of the courtyard, and the curtain was lifted again. It was Baoyu and Yingchun who had followed Li Wan to Yuanchun's house to play. Ann please.

It was the first time that Baoyu and the others saw many strange children from Jiamu's house, and their eyes fell on Xiangyun. Xiangyun was not timid, and looked at the extra children in front of him with wide eyes.

Mother Jia was delighted when she saw it, and said to the historian's wife, "Yun'er looks very good, and has the bearing of everyone, unlike those petty people who are scared to death when they see how courageous they are!"

The wife of the Shi family responded with a smile, and said: "The old lady is the lucky one, these brothers and sisters look very good."

Mother Jia smiled and asked the nannies and maids to take Baoyu and the others to change the clothes outside, and then asked the wife of the Shi family to have dinner in Jia's mansion.

The historian's wife politely declined, since the family was still busy, and it was inconvenient to stay for a long time. Jia's mother was reluctant to bear Xiangyun. When the historian's wife saw it, she pushed the boat to leave Xiangyun in Jia's house for a few days. Jia's mother was naturally happy, and the historian's wife returned. The family sent Xiangyun's nanny and two little maids to Jia's house to serve them.

Mother Jia saw that the nanny was pretty good, but the two little girls were young and playful, clumsy and clumsy, so she didn't like it, so she asked her two very capable maids, Pearl and Cuilu, to take care of Xiangyun.

Returning to Rongxi Hall after dinner, Jia Zhengcai learned from Mrs. Wang that the husband of the historian wife was also working in the household department, and at this time he was the household doctor.

It turned out that Shi Ding originally thought that the left servant of the household department would retire and return to his hometown, and the vacant seat was almost guaranteed to be his own, but he didn't expect that after the imperial decree, he would be airborne to Baylor Hongxi as the left servant of the household department, and he was still a doctor.

Then he learned that Jia Zheng had been reinstated as a member of the household department, and Shi Ding naturally knew that Jia Zheng was originally Hongxi's attendant, and the relationship with his boss last time was naturally incomparable to his own. Before long, I am afraid that my doctor's position will be in danger.

That's why a historian's wife came to Jia's mansion with Xiangyun in her arms.

Mrs. Wang mentioned to Jia Zheng the intention of Mrs. Shi Jia's visit, and changed the subject, saying: "Aunt Zhao came to look for her today because she misses Huan'er so much."

Mrs. Wang paused, and glanced at Jia Zheng: "Since the master came back, he has been sleeping alone in the study, but now Aunt Zhao's temper has changed a lot since she came back from the family temple, and the old lady is also right because of Huaner. Looking at it differently, if the master wants to..."

Mrs. Wang didn't finish talking, and Jia Zheng was two big heads. In fact, Mrs. Wang didn't really want to push Jia Zheng into Aunt Zhao's room, but the fact that the master Xiang lived in Aunt Zhao's room was at best impossible to ignore. .

Jia Zheng coughed, put his hands on his lower abdomen and said, "Since the last time I blocked the knife for His Highness the eldest grandson, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, her face turned pale, and she stood up in a panic: "Master, your words are not muddled!"

Jia Zheng smiled wryly and said, "Is it possible to be deceived by such things?"

Mrs. Wang looked at Jia Zheng in surprise, "Where is the old lady?"

"Mother is old, why bother to worry about such things, not to mention, now she has both children and no regrets." Jia Zheng acted to the end.

Mrs. Wang's complexion was unpredictable, and she sighed for a long time: "If that's the case, just follow the master."

Jia Zheng left Mrs. Wang's room with a sigh of relief and went back to his study to sleep alone. Mrs. Wang was sitting on the kang, thinking about something in her heart, and a smile gradually spread on her face.

In a few days, Mrs. Wang spoke well to Aunt Zhao in front of Mother Jia. Mother Jia also felt that now that the children were older and her room was getting crowded, she agreed to let Jia Huan go back to Aunt Zhao's room. The relationship between Yingchun and Yingchun is just right, and suddenly I want to leave the green yarn cabinet and live in another place, and I really feel a little bit reluctant in my heart.

But thinking that the other party is his biological mother, Jia Huan is also looking forward to it. After all, his impression of his biological mother is already very thin. Although his mother, Mrs. Wang, is not mean to him, and she smiles when she sees him, but he always It's because she feels awkward, feeling that Mrs. Wang treats herself differently from Baoyu after all.

It has to be said that children have sensitive minds, and sometimes their feelings are often the sharpest.

Seeing his biological mother, Jia Huan's first feeling was that he was more beautiful and younger than Mrs. Wang. Before he could say anything, he was hugged by Aunt Zhao. I think maybe this is how a mother feels.

But then, Jia Huan felt that something was wrong, why did her mother always speak ill of Mrs. Wang, her ancestors, and brother Baoyu?Why does the mother always talk about the swear words that the servants and servants outside have?

Slowly, Jia Huan began to talk back to Aunt Zhao, who was chattering with her brothers and daughter-in-law: "Those little whores look down on others, why should Baoyu be a master, so he deserves to wear that red brocade-like satin dress?" How many horses are there for Huaner?"

The sister-in-law also clicked tut twice: "No, such a good satin, but unfortunately, if you can come and make clothes for Brother Huan, even if you put the leftover scraps together and wear them on your body, it will be much better than others."

Aunt Zhao nodded approvingly: "That's not it, they even thought about their appearance, a bunch of lowly whores!" Aunt Zhao wanted to wear clothes made of that material in her dreams, and she felt very unhappy every now and then.

Jia Huan, who was writing next to him, felt flustered. Seeing his mother and aunt talking badly, she couldn't help but said: "It was prepared for the second brother's birthday at that time, and the old lady specially asked the wife to take it out. , is not an ordinary material, it is the most popular in the palace, and our family only has horses."

Aunt Zhao was talking to her sister-in-law, when Jia Huan choked back all the insults that followed, she stared angrily, and sneered at Jia Huan: "Okay, I can see that now I only have my brother in my eyes, Mr. Madam and Madam, do you still care about a mother?"

Aunt Zhao could memorize Jia Huan's routine, but she felt even more uncomfortable when she heard it again. She jumped off the chair, walked a few steps, got out from under the curtain and ran, Aunt Zhao jumped angrily, trying to chase him out When I got back, I was finally persuaded by my sister-in-law.

"Look, sister-in-law, he is a good son born through hard work!" Aunt Zhao said to sister-in-law while weeping.

The sister-in-law said in a low voice: "If you don't raise her by your side, of course you don't want to be close. My aunt and grandma are in a good time now. Why don't you work hard and try to get pregnant with another brother, and raise it by yourself next time? Naturally, it will be beneficial."

It's fine if Aunt Zhao doesn't listen, but the tears flowed more violently: "Why don't you want to? It's just..." Aunt Zhao hesitated, and looked at her sister-in-law, who knew there was something wrong from Aunt Zhao's face, so she hurried closer.

"What's wrong with my aunt?"

Aunt Zhao stirred the handkerchief: "Sister-in-law, you can only talk to me, but don't go outside."

The sister-in-law's eyes became brighter, and she nodded again and again: "Can you still believe my aunt?"

Aunt Zhao also lowered her voice: "Master, I'm afraid it won't work."

The sister-in-law was stunned, blinked her eyes several times, and asked in disbelief: "Master, how old are you? Why? Auntie, are you kidding me?"

Aunt Zhao stomped her feet: "It's not a joke, it's true, count the days, since Huan'er was born, the master has never been in the room again."

The sister-in-law rolled her eyes: "Maybe there are people outside?"

Aunt Zhao shook her head: "At first I thought the same way, but later I found out from the people in the wife's room that it was the master who was injured in the escort, and where the injury was, it was useless."

The sister-in-law was dumbfounded: "Well, how could you be so kind and send someone to pick him up from the temple after the master came back!"

Aunt Zhao also sneered: "Nowadays, Huan'er is all the same, so you don't have to think about finding a girl. Naturally, you forget who your mother is, sister-in-law, but what should I do!"

Aunt Zhao managed to find someone to complain about. When she was in the temple, she thought that Aunt Zhou and herself were suffering from the same disease, but who knew that she was a good old man who didn’t know anything. There are not many words.

But Aunt Zhao didn't know that the more she told others not to go outside, the more it would spread more and more, and it even became a rumor after it was spread.

No, within a few days, the news of Jia Zheng's refusal to move first spread among the servants in Rongguo Mansion, and then Ningguo Mansion, which is next to Rongguo Mansion, also knew about it. I heard some news, but at this time the news has become: Jia Zheng has long since stopped, Jia Huan is the result of Jia Zheng being cuckolded by his aunt!

Jia Zheng didn't know at this time that the top of his head was already green. Looking at Hongxi who was hesitant to speak and had a strange expression in front of him, Jia Zheng asked in confusion, "I've been looking for a mansion, just to meet you?"

Hong Xi stretched out her arms to hug Jia Zheng, and whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry, it's all bad, which caused..." Hong Xi didn't say a word.

Jia Zheng was even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er: "What the hell?"

Hongxi loosened her arms slightly, and sat face to face with Jia Zheng, her face serious and serious: "I heard the news that the former head of the Imperial Hospital is in Kaifeng's hometown at this time, so I sent someone to invite him to the capital. The disease is the most well-researched, and it can be cured if anything!"

Jia Zheng was stunned, where and where?

"Wait, see a doctor, but I'm not sick!"

With an expression of "no need, I understand that I'm in a bad mood", Hongxi said deeply, holding Jia Zheng's hand: "I know, I must be embarrassed to speak, but it's wrong to hide illness and avoid medical treatment!"

Jia Zheng looked at Hongxi dumbfounded, "I really don't understand what's going on."

Hong Xi stared at Jia Zheng for a while, seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, and then said cautiously, "Is it true if you don't listen?"