Youwei, the heir of the Red Chamber

After the peace talks, Zhongshun led all the peace talks ministers to go to the capital with the large team, leaving only Jia Lian in Yecheng to temporarily act as the prefect of Yecheng. Worked in Yecheng.

The three-year protracted battle between Rouran and the Yuan Dynasty finally came to an end with the retreat of the Yuan Dynasty.For the upper echelons of the dynasty, this was the greatest humiliation since the founding of the country, but it was the greatest joy for the people who had suffered from the war.

However, Jia's family is not as happy as before.

In Rongxi Hall, Jia Amnesty sat on the kang, propped his forehead with one hand, tilted his head and sighed. "Lian'er didn't come back, hey..."

Mrs. Xing, who was watching Yingchun's writing, raised her head and secretly rolled her eyes.My grandpa really lived and went back. I heard that after Lian'er stayed in Yecheng as the prefect, she has been moaning and sighing all day long, and she didn't even drink any wine.

Yingchun raised her head and asked with bright eyes: "Mother, is brother really not coming back? He promised me to buy me sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

"You just know how to eat, how are you doing?" Jia Amnesty's tone was a bit off.

There was a trace of timidity in Yingchun's eyes, she lowered her head, and took Mrs. Xing's hand, "Mother."

Mrs. Xing hurriedly patted Yingchun's hair to comfort her, then reached out to pick up the copybook written by Yingchun. It's so pretty."

Jia Amnesty raised his thick eyebrows, stretched his head to take a look, and saw that the handwriting was indeed delicate and beautiful, so he stroked his beard in satisfaction, and then looked at Yingchun Chang's delicate features, which were already a bit like those of the Duke's family. With Miss Di's aura, she said with a smile: "Well, yes, it really has the style of being a father."

Mrs. Xing: "..."

When Yingchun saw Jia She praised her, she also smiled, "Thank you, Daddy."

"Well, good boy." Jia Amnesty had a wide smile on his face, and the smile lines at the corners of his eyes deepened.

"Master." Liu Da stood outside and shouted.

Jia Amnesty frowned, "What's the matter?"

Member Liu stood outside, hunched over, shaking his head, "My lord, Mr. Wang from the second wife's natal family is here and said he wants to see you."

Jia She raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "What is he doing here?" Then he seemed to think of something, grinned, stood up and tugged at the long robe with stone blue mottled patterns on his body, "Okay, master, I'll go right away."

As he said that, he was about to go outside, and when he reached the door, he stopped suddenly, and turned his head to tell Mrs. Xing who was stupefied: "Why are you so stupefied, hurry up and find that official uniform for the master. One must dress up to meet the guests."

"Uh, I'm going right away." Mrs. Xing hurriedly stood up and walked to the inner room.

Yingchun looked at Mrs. Xing, then at her father who suddenly had his nostrils upturned, and patted his head in confusion.

Wang Ziteng usually doesn't come to Jia's mansion. Firstly, he is the uncle of Jia's grandson. As the saying goes, the uncle is the oldest, so it should be Jia's mansion to pay a visit to him.Second, since I was appointed as the Jiedu envoy of the Beijing camp, I was a few grades higher than the two Jia brothers in terms of rank, so I naturally waited for people to flatter me.Today, the reason why I stooped to come to Jia's mansion was only because of one reason - I was worried about getting married.

The elder brother only left Feng'er as an only seedling, and now he is almost 17 years old, but the Jia family has never come to propose marriage, and now Jia Lian has decided to stay in Yecheng without authorization, if this is delayed, I'm afraid it will take two decades. In this way, that Feng'er will attract people's attention.Now that Madam is in poor health, naturally I can't worry about this matter, and I need to personally raise some points about this matter.

Jia Amnesty, dressed in the official residence, walked in with his head held high and his chest held high, when he saw Prince Teng, who was seated above, sighed and looked somber.Jia She was terrified in his heart.

Clearing his throat, he strode over to greet him, "Oh, brother, don't come here without any harm. No wonder the starling was chattering in the yard early this morning. It turns out that there are distinguished guests coming, and indeed they are rare visitors."

Wang Ziteng stood up, his expression calm and pretentious. "Brother Jia, you are being polite. I am ashamed to visit the door today without saying hello."

Jia She smiled and said: "Please sit down quickly, please sit down quickly." Seeing that Wang Ziteng's tea cup was only half a cup left, he hurriedly ordered: "Hurry up and bring some tea to Mr. Wang. If you don't preach for a day, you will be in trouble." So rude!"

Seeing this, Liu Da hurriedly took the teapot from the little girl's hand, and filled the tea for Prince Teng, and the steaming fragrance of tea filled the hall.Wang Ziteng took a deep breath, looked at Jia Amnesty who was in formal attire opposite him, and endured it in his heart.

Jia Amnesty took a sip of the fragrant tea and said warmly, "I don't know why Shixiong is visiting today?"

Wang Ziteng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Brother Jia thinks there is nothing else that is about the two juniors. I would like to ask Brother Jia, these two are so old, why there is no movement?"

"Cough, cough, cough." Jia She choked on a sip of tea, coughed a few times, and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, "Just laughing."

"I don't know what Brother Jia is thinking?"

Jia She squinted his eyes, chuckled, and his beard trembled up and down, "This Lian'er is not in the house now, even if the marriage is settled now, he can't get married."

Seeing Jia Amnesty's embarrassing look, Wang Ziteng held his breath in his heart, how could such a man give birth to a son like Jia Lian, as the wife said, Jia Lian resembled his mother.

Seeing that Wang Ziteng looked a little ugly, Jia She felt a little uneasy. Although he felt that Wang Ziteng had a long face, but after all, Wang Ziteng was still a celebrity in front of the Holy One, and he was also the military envoy of the Beijing camp. He laughed and said, "Why don't I write a letter to Lian'er to see what he means? Brother Shi doesn't know, Lian'er is always an opinionated person."

When Wang Ziteng heard the words, he said in a serious voice: "Even if you don't want to be assertive anymore, this is also the order of your parents and the words of the matchmaker. The two of you were engaged that day!"

"Er..." Jia She was wronged and choked for a moment. "What does that brother mean?"

"Hmph," Wang Ziteng stood up, condescending, and looked at Jia She with dignity, "I have already agreed with my sister, and then I will let Baoyu go to greet the bride on behalf of my brother. It's a pity."

"This……"

Prince Teng squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "Could it be that you want me to go to the Holy One to ask for an order? This kind of favor, the Holy One will still give it to you. Otherwise, the old saint will be needed."

Wang Ziteng's intimidation of Jia Amnesty's arrogance was not at all left. Sweat stains overflowed from his forehead, and a drop slid down his cheeks from his forehead and into his collar.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Jia She hurriedly stood up. "Cough, cough, brother, don't be impatient, hehehehe, the saint is recuperating in the palace in the suburbs of Beijing now, so don't disturb the old saint because of the marriage of the two families. Since it is the order of our parents, we two can think about it. That's it. , let’s find a time that fits the day, and let’s get people ready, what do you think, Brother Shi?”

Wang Ziteng took out a red post from his sleeve and handed it to Jia Amnesty.

Jia Amnesty reached out to take it with trembling hands, opened it tremblingly, and saw that there were two birthday characters written on it, one of which belonged to his son Jia Lian.Looking at the date next to it, I immediately understood, "This is... three months later, isn't it too urgent?"

"This is the grace of the Holy Majesty. Please ask the Master Qin Tianjian to count a good day. I don't think there will be such a good day in the world."

"Um...it's natural, it's natural." Jia She responded hurriedly.

Wang Ziteng squinted, with a bit of disgust in his eyes, "I have already handed over the post to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and then I will ask the Queen Mother to come down and marry the two of them on top of the big gift, and I will pay for Lian'er's merits." status, the old sage will definitely bestow this gift."

What, it really shocked the saint!Jia She was startled, and was going to discuss with his son, what to do when he saw what he was going to do, in this way, wouldn't it just be rushing the ducks to the shelves, and hurrying to marry someone into the door? Thinking of his son's eyes hiding the knife in his smile, Jia She thought Cold and cold, if I really took advantage of his absence, I would marry him back for him...

A smile uglier than crying appeared on Jia She's face, and his facial features were wrinkled into a ball. "I will prepare well..."

Prince Teng achieved his goal, and he didn't stay long, flung his sleeves and left the Rongguo Mansion, Jia She naturally led Liu Da to personally send him to the door, watched his sedan chair walk out of sight, and then entered the door.

At night, Jia Amnesty tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, disturbing Mrs. Xing's restless sleep.

"Master, why is this?"

"Oh, master, I can't sleep anymore!" Jia She sat up suddenly, with two big dark circles under his eyes. "No, this matter must be discussed with Lian'er. Madam, go and get my pen and paper."

"It's the middle of the night, maybe tomorrow." Mrs. Xing squinted her eyes, drowsy.

Jia She said angrily: "If you are told to go, you can go. Ignorant woman!"

Mrs. Xing was awakened by the roar and fell asleep. She quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and hurriedly went to the women and maids who were watching the night to get paper and pens in the study.

The maids and wives stared at the dark circles under their eyes and got busy after being disturbed by the masters.

When the little maid brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Mrs. Xing had already helped Jia She get out of bed, and added a coat for Jia She to wear.Looking at it this way, it still has a bit of an arty taste in the middle of the night.

Jia Amnesty picked up the pen and thought about it carefully. This letter must have something to say.To let Lian'er know, let him know that he has made a strong fight for this, but due to his low power, he can only make a compromise under the influence of that prince Teng.

After some revisions, Jia Amnesty finally nodded in satisfaction.Blow dry the ink on the letter paper carefully, then slowly fold it up, put it in the envelope, and seal the letter with wax.

Shouted, "Liu Da!"

Mrs. Xing, who was dozing off on the soft couch, was startled by the shout, and stood up straight, "Master, it's not yet dawn, and Liu Da hasn't come here yet."

"..." Jia She's old face was a little tangled.Then he coughed lightly, "I know, it's just yelling, I've been busy all night, I'm really sleepy, I'm going to sleep first." Then he put the envelope on the table and walked to the inner room.

Mrs. Xing hurriedly followed.

But Jia She turned around suddenly, "Ma'am, I'm going to catch up on sleep. When Liu Da arrives later, remember to ask him to find a safe person to deliver the letter to Lian'er."

"Don't you need a station?"

Jia Amnesty rolled his eyes, "I don't know what year and month it will be when I go to the post station. I can still pay for the travel expenses for delivering the letter, sir."

Mrs. Xing could only nod her head repeatedly, "What the master said is true, I will definitely get it done."