The Laughing Usa of the Red Chamber

The debt owed by the Duke of Zhen's mansion was finally settled. Since the amount was not large and the Duke of Zhen was honest and honest, Ji Chenxin raised his hand and let it go, but others were not so lucky.

Homes were confiscated, males were exiled, female relatives were assigned to the army, and infants and children were enslaved. In just half a month, the capital lost half of its noble families, which was so fast that everyone couldn't react.

"The girl from Mr. Zheng's family is that watery spirit, you can recognize it from a distance, her little face is whiter and tenderer than the top card in the Beauty Pavilion, it's a pity, she has to give to those poor soldiers for nothing!" A fat man in the teahouse Lifting the teapot, he smacked a few mouthfuls and said with regret.

A young man sitting next to him who looked quite upright laughed and said: "I think Mr. Zhang's pair of concubines are more attractive. If it weren't for the strict control from above, we would have no connections. Let's teach them a taste!"

The fat man said at the same table: "Yeah! Those vulgar fans are nothing, you haven't seen the appearance of the third young master of the Chen family... oh, that pretty..."

The fat man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly covered the man's mouth, "Can you talk to others? There are more than a dozen young masters from the Chen family in Beijing, the third son of Xiangye, the third son of Chenhou...you are fucking courting death!" !"

The man shut his mouth resentfully.

Ji Yingze sat in a corner in a gray cloth shirt, drinking bad tea, but his lips curled up slightly.

The water in the capital is getting more and more muddy, but it's getting more and more fun.

A few days ago, the old man sent an urgent order, to the effect that the rebellion on the island was quelled, and asked him how he was doing, and told him to return to the island regardless of success or failure, because the old man was dying.

If Ji Yingze believes it, he is not Ji Yingze but Ji idiot. The handwriting in this letter is true of the old man, but the writing style is messy and the words have different fronts. It is obviously made up of single words, and this letter is written one by one. , Father's love is overflowing on paper... The old man called him a brat since he was a child, and he might not be able to change his will even if he said his last words. It seems that there are still some days to grind on the island.

However, since the man was able to hand over the letter to him through a dark thread, it also meant that the people in the capital were no longer trustworthy. Ji Yingze was too lazy to guess and test one by one, so he simply brought a few confidant guards to change his face, and in the Live in the market.Judging from these days, the news of these places with three religions and nine streams is quite well-informed.

Frustrated by that big mouth, everyone no longer mentioned the matter of women's family members serving in the army, but brought up another matter, Ji Yingze raised his eyebrows.

"I said Fat Five, you can make up a storybook. If Jia Qin's family is really golden, her husband's family will be so miserable?"

The fat man proudly said: "A distant niece of mine used to work as a maid for the old lady of the Jia family. She heard it very well. Because of this, she was afraid of being discovered, so she clamored desperately to redeem herself, so she just escaped."

Someone disdainfully said: "What are we today? How could we have left our daughter to the Qin family? I also heard that the Jia Qin family crawled through ashes!"

"Cough, cough!" Ji Yingze choked, and took two sips of tea to feel better.

"Do you believe it?" Suddenly a cold and indifferent voice came from behind, and Ji Yingze froze. He hadn't even noticed that anyone was there before the incident.

The man didn't know what Ji Yingze was thinking, but turned around and sat opposite him.Only now did Ji Yingze see the appearance of the visitor: two sword eyebrows flying slantedly, a pair of black eyes clear, a straight nose, thin lips slightly pursed, against which he was dressed in a white cloud brocade military uniform, he looked like an exiled fairy entering the mortal world.

Rao Ji Yingze was used to seeing countless beauties, so he couldn't help but praise his good looks, and most of his dissatisfaction was relieved. Who told him that Ji Yingze was born with beauty?Whether male or female, the privileges of beauty are always many.

Ji Yingze blinked his peach blossom eyes, and suddenly remembered that he was still wearing a sallow and mediocre face, and his tenderness was immediately replaced by sadness.

"Do you believe it?" the man said again.

Ji Yingze twitched the corner of his mouth, saying that the beauty's brain is fine, right?For no reason, you dressed up as a nobleman and sat down in this dilapidated teahouse, asking some inexplicable questions, didn't you see that the tables of the fat man were all looking towards us?

The man's black eyes were clear, and he stared straight at Ji Yingze, as if he would stare at Ji Yingze forever if he didn't answer.

Ji Yingze had no choice but to nod indiscriminately, "Well, I believe it, I believe it, and my whole family believes it."

The man nodded expressionlessly, twitched the corners of his lips stiffly, and said again: "The Jia Qin family is indeed indiscreet, there is no such princess in the royal family."

Ji Yingze was confused, but seeing the beauty's eyes shining, he still answered the question, "Brother, do you disdain this Jia Qin family?"

The man seemed to be waiting for his words, and immediately said seriously: "Don't call me Xiongtai, my surname is Ji, my name is Xun, and I live in the Zhongshun Palace. I have no marriage contract, no concubine..."

Ji Yingze immediately realized that the beauty was talking to him!

Ji Yingze listened patiently, he was in a corner, and other people couldn't hear it clearly, but the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. When the words Zhongshun Wangfu came to his ears, he woke up with a jolt, and looked up again. Beauty, Ji Yingze suddenly felt a slight sadness in his heart.

Ji Xun, beauty, didn't your third brother teach you to keep a low profile when you go out, especially in places where there are three teachings and nine schools?

Ji Xun's black eyes were bright, staring straight at Ji Yingze's human skin mask, "Your name?"

Ji Yingze's back felt cold, and suddenly he had the illusion of being seen through from the inside to the outside. His always clear peach blossom eyes were rarely confused for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, Ji Xun on the opposite side still had a simple and cold appearance.

"It's a bit inconvenient to tell me my name. My surname is Ji, and my style name is Yuzhi."

☆☆☆☆☆.

Ji Qian's expectations were right, Ji Chenxin was indeed planning to use King Zong as a shield for him, this does not mean dislike, but true love.

Counting a son who will eventually succeed the throne, just to protect a trash... Ji Chenxin squeezed the drafted imperial edict and smiled wryly.

Thinking of the elder son's same arrogant expression as that man, Ji Chenxin felt a twinge of pain in his heart, that man hated the cage so much, how could he be willing to imprison him for the rest of his life, and teach him to get rid of the arrogance mixed into his bones?

"Master, master?" Zhang Shun'er asked cautiously.

Ji Chenxin came back to his senses, closed his eyes, waved and said, "Let's invent the decree tomorrow morning."

Zhang Shun'er respectfully responded, and served another cup of warm tea.

The water in the tea was light yellow, and the medicinal fragrance was faint. Ji Chenxin took a sip, and the depression in his chest was cleared immediately, and his frowning brows could not help but relax a little.

"How is Mingli these days? Does the Du family kid make him angry?"

Knowing that her master always misses Prince Zhongshun, Zhang Shun'er wrote down the news of the past few days, and immediately said with a smile: "Master is joking, how can our prince suffer? Hearing that Mr. Du is planning a school in Yangzhou, the prince will It is said that he left Beijing in a hurry and did not bring any money, so he just asked Mr. Du to take him in, and he became a piano teacher in that school!"

Ji Chenxin laughed, "This kid is playing a rascal too. He is penniless. Fortunately, he can figure out, no matter which government, waving his identity jade badge, can it still be used if it is short?"

Zhang Shun'er peeked at her master's good mood, and also said with a smile: "Your servant probably knows that Mr. Du also knows, and just wants to leave a door for our lord..."

As expected, Ji Chenxin smiled brightly with soft eyes.

"Mingli's qin is indeed quite good, and it is enough to teach students." Ji Chenxin pondered for a while, "I remember that there is a Chaofeng Laiyi in the library, send it to the prince."

Zhang Shun'er nodded and wrote it down.

Ji Chenxin approved the memorials accumulated in the past few days, and only discarded a large pile of pleadings and reported deadly remonstrance, and returned them intact.

When he did this, he naturally had his intentions, how could he allow others to comment?

Someone outside the hall suddenly asked to see him, but he only saw the little eunuch notifying him, but not the roll call. Zhang Shun'er's expression froze, and he immediately lowered his head, pretending to be a wooden figure.

Ji Chenxin raised his head and said lightly, "Xuan."

The person who came was dressed in a black dragon guard, but his eyes were not frivolous, he lifted his robe and knelt down, "Chen, Wei Ruolan has something to report."

Ji Chenxin asked, "What's the matter?"

Wei Ruolan lowered her head and said with a blank expression: "The fifth prince knows the identity of Jia Qin's family and started spreading news outside the palace yesterday. I tried my best to suppress the situation and came here to report to the master."

"Jia Qinshi..." Ji Chenxin frowned in disgust, "Where did the fifth one know about it?"

Wei Ruolan respectfully said: "Five days ago, Jiaofang, Jia Yuanchun, died."

Ji Chenxin said lightly: "Five days ago..."

Wei Ruolan bowed down and bowed, "At that time, I was following Lord Qi to investigate the murder case in Tianjin, and the Fifth Prince did not hide this matter from Zheng Fuzhi."

Zheng Fuzhi, a well-known dandy in Beijing, an inconspicuous fifth-rank captain in the Dragon Guard, who would have thought that he was actually the second in command of the royal secret line?Zhang Shun'er lowered her head quietly.

"Forget it, you go and keep an eye on the fifth child, and you can assign the manpower as you like, so don't reveal whereabouts." Ji Chenxin frowned. Now he looks down on the fifth child even more. He has the same temperament as the second child, that is, his brain better.

The emperor doesn't care about wisdom, he only sees his heart, vision, and means. Unfortunately, he can only be praised for his ambition.

Wei Ruolan bowed and was about to step back, when Ji Chenxin suddenly asked, "How is the youngest?"

Wei Ruolan's eyelids trembled, and then she said with a normal expression: "The third prince is busy with official duties, and recently he has lived and boarded in the Ministry of Officials to handle errands. Mr. Zhou appreciates the third prince very much, and he has mentioned a lot..."

Ji Chenxin said: "I heard that the third child sleeps and eats with the Shen family boy, is it not taboo?"

Wei Ruolan lowered her eyes and said: "Master Shen has both ends on his shoulders, and his residence is far away. He also lives in the Ministry of Officials like the Third Prince. Because it is in the same courtyard, there are some rumors."

Ji Chenxin lightly waved Wei Ruolan to retreat.

"Master..." Zhang Shun'er said cautiously.

"It's nothing." Ji Chenxin curled her lips, "It's his ability to subdue me."