[Comprehensive Qiong Yao+Red Mansion] History is turning a corner

Hajilan met Jia Lian on the second day of her arrival in Yangzhou. The pampered dude had never been so hard-pressed before, and he didn't recover after a few days of rest. His handsome face was still pale. At first glance, he looked a little sad. look like.

"Nurse Bi, long time no see." Jia Lian cupped his hands.

Hajilan nodded: "Yes, I didn't expect that you were the one sent by the Jia family to Jiangnan."

Jia Lian sneered: "Originally my second aunt planned to call her companion Zhou Rui's family to pay homage to my aunt, but the old lady didn't agree, so she called me there before she left. If you don't continue, you have to take Sister Lin back."

Hajilan frowned: "Why?"

"The old lady valued her darling, Phoenix Egg, the most. She always wanted to get closer and borrow the Lin family to pave the way for Baoyu's official career. The aunt repeatedly refused, which naturally annoyed her," Jia Lian wentssip mysteriously, "I still listen Said that back then, the old lady wanted to send my aunt into the palace to fight for wealth, but my grandfather disagreed and chose Uncle Lin himself, so naturally..."

The co-author doesn't like the son-in-law Lin Ruhai, Hajilan understands in no time.

Jia Lian suddenly said seriously, "I don't know what the master has planned for Sister Lin's whereabouts?"

The corner of Hajilan's mouth raised slightly, and she said excitedly: "If it's not what Mrs. Jia wants, Concubine Zhao has asked the emperor to educate Miss Lin herself. If Mrs. Jia asks, you can just tell the truth."

Jia Lian shrugged her shoulders mockingly: "Yes, the eldest girl of our family has to earn a living under the hands of the empress, how dare she offend the imperial concubine?"

Hajilan teased him: "That's why it's the right way to do business honestly. Those women's crony belts are unreliable. After the year, Wang Ziteng will be promoted to an official. Be careful that your family has a bigger temper."

Hajilan took Lin Daiyu back to the capital in Laba, because she still valued filial piety, so she did not attend the banquet in the first year of Yanchang.

As soon as she heard that Sister Lin would not come to live at home, Jia's mother was very scheming and did not make a sound. Jia Baoyu, who had long heard that a beautiful younger sister was coming, was very itchy, and was the first to make a fuss, pulling on Jia's mother's sleeve , Eye circles are red with anxiety: "Where does Sister Lin not come to our house? The ancestors quickly bring her here!"

While stroking Ai Sun's back, Jia's mother stared at Jia Lian who was answering: "Lian'er, where is Yu'er? I asked you to pick it up, and you just came back empty-handed?"

"Old Ancestor, Uncle Lin asked his grandson to come back with a New Year's gift, and thanked our family for caring about Auntie and Sister, but Concubine Zhao Gui has already asked the emperor for her order to raise Sister Lin herself, and the Emperor even sent Bi Mo from Qianqing Palace Mama went to pick them up, and my grandson donated a sesame-grade official, who had to bow and bow when he saw everyone, unable to speak, so he had to come back alone."

Jia Lian spread her hands and shrugged, with an expression of "I'm just a lump of mud that won't stick to the wall, what do you like?"

Mrs. Wang suddenly felt that a basin of cold water was being poured on her head. The idea that Jia Min passed away and Lin Ruhai continued to pick up Lin Daiyu and waited for the world to drop the treasure had long since disappeared.

Jia's mother is also quite regretful. She loves her granddaughter and loves her granddaughter, but she is more interested in other things. In her heart, she stubbornly believes that her golden grandson, who was born with jade, will have great fortune in the future. For the sake of being numerous and wealthy, and having only one descendant, Daiyu, even a princess is worthy of her own grandson.

Could it be that he just gave up the huge family property of the Lin family?Mrs. Wang twisted the beads unwillingly.

Jia's mother said lightly: "In a few days, I will pass the sign into the palace, and by the way, I will invite Yu'er to stay in the mansion for two days."

Mrs. Wang's eyes lit up. She hadn't seen her daughter for a long time. It's a pity that Yuanchun's fortune was poor and she couldn't give birth to a son and a half daughter. It's a pity that Lin's life is so good. In the annual draft, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, when will her poor daughter be able to make her debut?

On the afternoon of the New Year's Eve, Queen Xilinjueluo started it. Probably because the first child was not easy, she gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins in the middle of the night.

This is the first time that the royal family has a dragon and a phoenix, and it is still a direct birth. It has a very good meaning and a good omen. It swept away his depression about the rumors in Beijing and China and his annoyance at the Shandong Confucius family's refusal to participate in the enthronement ceremony.

Yongjue was overjoyed, and immediately gave them names. His son was named Mian Dun, and his daughter was named Galudai, which means phoenix.

Not only generously gave the queen a lot of rewards, but also promoted Ebi's third-class prince to first-class prince, released a large number of court ladies to pray for the twins, and even Ebi Fujin passed the sign into the palace every day without seeing it.

God, how happy are you for two days?Don't make any more troubles...

Squat in Changchun.Yong Jue, who loves a pair of children, is so emotional.

It's a pity that praying is mostly a good thing and not a bad one. Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the news of the civil uprising in Jingzhou came. The emperor who was in a good mood immediately turned dark as a pot.

All the courtiers under Dan Chi in Qianqing Palace looked at each other, knowing that this was a hot potato.

King Duan was the last king with a different surname in the Qing Dynasty, because they were very self-aware, never caused troubles, and were not greedy for power, so Qianlong's tiger had nowhere to eat hedgehogs, and they secretly cursed Duanwang's family to death all day long.

However, this generation of King Duan is not just out of his mind or something, he is usually quite normal, but there is only one problem, which hurts his daughter without measure. This civil uprising was caused by celebrating his daughter's birthday.

Seeing the slightly raised corners of the emperor's mouth, the wise minister knew that Duanwang's family was doomed.

"The war is tight, and the people of Jingzhou must be having a hard time. I..." Yong Jue was about to say, 'We need to think about it carefully', when a burly man came out and interrupted him with a rough voice.

"Slave Nu Dahai invites you to fight."

The feeling of swallowing half a sentence stuck in his mouth is really not very good, and Yong Jue's mood is even worse.

Immediately, a gloomy cold air swept across the Qianqing Palace, and all the ministers shuddered, Wan Buddha, the emperor's cooling skills are no worse than that of Yongzheng. QAQ Yongjue tapped lightly on the armrest , thinking about it, although Nu Dahai is not as good as famous generals such as Fu Heng and Gui Zhaohui, he has made a lot of military exploits, big and small. A common civil uprising should be dealt with after all?

"That's fine, but it's about the common people, and Ai Qing needs to handle it carefully," he ordered, "Decree has been sent to Jingzhou with [-] troops from Nuda Hai to quell the civil uprising. We must find out the ins and outs of this matter, so as to appease the people, if any local officials are involved, they will be dismissed immediately and taken back to the capital for interrogation, regardless of their rank, I will allow you two to act cheaply."

"The servant complies with the order." The three of them responded in unison.

After retiring from the court, Yong Jue had just approved two papers, and Hai Lancha asked to see him.

"Hey, my great general, why don't you practice soldiers and horses?" Yong Jue teased him with a slight smile.

Hailancha knelt down on one knee and said sonorously: "Your Majesty, my slave Hailancha asks for your order to go to war, please allow me."

"You are a general, so you don't have to go out to fight for a small civil unrest, killing a chicken with a bull's knife," Yong Jue explained. "Don't worry, there will be plenty of places to keep you busy in the future."

Hai Lancha said in a low voice: "Since 22 years later, the slave has not been on the battlefield for five years. It's really itchy."

"Itchy hands? I don't know how to refuse your reason..." Yong Jue chuckled and nodded cheerfully, "Okay, this time you are the chief general, but you just have to remember one thing, King Duan is a king with a different surname."

"Slave understands, thank you for your kindness, master." Hai Lancha's eyes flashed a gleam.

Yong Jue sat up straight, and said solemnly: "Hailancha, Tsarist Russia is greedy, Mongolia is ready to move, and the Koreans outside Changbai Mountain are doing one thing in front of the other, and the big and small Jinchuan and Tibet who refuse to stop over and over again, and the Ryukyu where the remnants of the former Ming Dynasty are all over the place. , Siam (Thailand), Nanzhang (Laos), Sulu (Philippines), Annan (Vietnam), I don’t want to be content with the status quo and be a conservative king, do you understand?”

Hai Lancha knelt down on one knee, and said in a clear voice: "I am obedient to His Majesty's order, and this servant is willing to be a pawn and fight in all directions for the Emperor!"

Hai Lancha, with a red heart towards Yongjue, set off so arrogantly, completely unaware of the dark, sad and tearful days that awaited him ahead.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is over.The busy life begins again.

On the same day, under the pretext of discussing river governance, Yong Jue once again stayed in Ming Rui to stay in the palace. The two were discussing how much money the Ministry of Households would spend this year to manage the Yellow River before the flood season. Dai Quan appeared with two cups of tea with a bitter face.

Then a small figure squeezed in, accompanied by the exclamation of "Big brother, the emperor is busy".

"Erhe?" Yong Jue looked at his son who was hugging the soft pillow strangely, "It's so late, why don't you go to the Qing Palace without sleeping?"

Xiao Mianxin climbed onto her Ama's lap, hugged his waist without letting go, and acted softly: "My son hasn't slept with Ama for a long time. I miss Ama. Why doesn't Ama miss my son?"

The heartbroken complaint immediately caused Yong Jue to activate the loving father mode. He picked up his son, kissed him, and coaxed him softly: "Ama is too busy recently, my baby is an older child, and I want to give it to my younger siblings." Be an example."

Xiao Mianxin secretly pinched herself hard, suppressed her red eyes, and cried tearfully: "But, during the Chinese New Year, the second and third brothers can all find my mother, son, son..."

His black jewel-like pupils were full of water vapor, and he pouted, squeezing out two tears.

"Okay, okay, Ama won't be grading papers anymore, Ama will watch you sleep." Yong Jue quickly picked up Aizi and coaxed him again and again.

"Sleep together." Mian Xin grabbed his clothes, her eyes were full of anticipation, and she acted carelessly.

Yong Jue couldn't help hesitating. Ever since he ascended the throne, Yun Ting has been reluctant to stay with him, and today he finally managed to keep him... But, son, can't he ignore it?

After hesitating for a while, he said to Mingrui: "Junting, about the river affairs, you should make a statement first, the left and right palace gates have already been locked, so you can stay here tonight."

Before being carried into the inner room, Mianxin couldn't help but give Mingrui a smug look, look, Ama is still in pain.

After changing his clothes, he took his son into his arms and patted him gently.

Mian Xin moved closer to his Ama, feeling in her heart that someone looks thin in clothes and undressed, and fell asleep unknowingly.

"Erhe? Baby, are you asleep?"

After confirming again and again that his precious son was fast asleep, Yong Jue replaced himself with a long soft pillow, then tiptoed out of bed, and went to the front hall to find Mingrui, who had devoted his limited life to struggling with infinite folds, and fell in love with each other╮(╯_ ╰)╭3

When I woke up in the morning, I touched the quilt next to me. It was so cold. Someone immediately squinted his phoenix eyes, and got the news from the little maid that his Ama left after he fell asleep. Angrily, he picked up the quilt and gritted his teeth. hatred.

Fucha Mingrui, who dares to snatch the lonely Amma, the lonely will never end with you!

Fucha Mingrui VS Aixinjueluo Mianxin, 1:0

Since then, someone and someone have started a career of fighting for favor for many years┗|｀O′|┛哩~~The author has something to say:

There is another chapter at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, don't miss it when you pass by O(∩_∩)O～ps: Ming Xiaoshou knows that non-dispute is the deep meaning of competition, and he actually won His Royal Highness Taizhi.

ps of ps: Your Highness, you are more than 50 people, are you embarrassed to compete with the young handsome guy with your tender shell?