The Red Mansions

Chapter 465 Grinding His Temperament
The night breeze was cool, Jia Heng looked at Daiyu opposite, a petite and exquisite girl, giving people an attitude of weak willows supporting the wind.

Daiyu, who is nearly the age of cardamom, already has seven or eight charms of the words "with a peerless appearance and rare beauty".

"Sister, don't worry too. Once the salt affairs are rectified successfully, uncle can return to Beijing with a high reputation. At that time, there will always be a place for the Sixth Department of Central Beijing." Jia Heng comforted.

Daiyu nodded her head, and hid her jade feet in the water basin with a little bit of embarrassment, gently stirring the water splash, her toenails slid across her instep, for some reason, her heart skipped a beat, and she said softly: " It's not easy to be an official outside, so Big Brother Heng has to worry about it."

However, while speaking, he seems to be gradually familiar with the state of washing his feet while talking with the young man around a candle, that kind of kindness is comfortable, like the summer evening wind blowing head-on, and his heart seems to be opened up a lot .

Jia Heng sized up Daiyu, looked at the girl with slightly lowered eyebrows, and said: "Your sister's complexion has really improved recently."

Zijuan took the conversation with a smile, and said: "The previous one also said that the girl didn't cough anymore after spring began."

Daiyu pursed her pink lips, lowered her eyes, and looked at her toes. On the copper basin, the nails were glistening with Koudan.

I don't know just now...whether he saw it or not.

"I'm a little busy after the new year, so I haven't looked at Sister Lin very much. My sister is eating and living well these days." Jia Heng thought about it, but it was an explanation.

In fact, I can still come if I can, but not long ago I was obsessed with "unlocking" and couldn't extricate myself, and I didn't really want to come to the West Mansion.

"Brother Heng is busy with the affairs of the house, I know all about it." Daiyu said softly with staring eyes.

Jia Heng said: "After all, after all, my sister was left out in the cold."

Daiyu's delicate body trembled, and she squeezed the handkerchief, what does it mean that she was left out in the cold?
Jia Heng thought for a while and said softly: "The twelfth of next month is my sister's birth. After the birth, I just have time. Let's go on a tour of Qujiang and visit places of interest. What does my sister think?"

Daiyu blinked her starry eyes, listening to the young man's words, a surge of joy that she hadn't noticed, said: "Brother Heng is so busy, there is no need to do it for..."

This person is always good and bad.

Jia Heng said: "I originally planned to lead your sister-in-law around, thinking that sister Lin is fine at home, so why don't we go out for a walk together."

Daiyu: "???"

Feeling ashamed and annoyed for a moment, could she be wrong about co-authoring?
Jia Heng looked at the girl who was a little bit arrogant, and felt a little interesting in his heart, and said: "The house is a mess these days, I think my sister is not happy at home, I don't know what I'm busy with?"

Daiyu said: "I'm not busy at all, I'm just looking through the piano score. Third sister and younger sister Yun went to Brother Heng's place. I wanted to play with Sister Baobao, but I didn't want her to go to Brother Heng's too. "

Perhaps it was because someone teased her intentionally or unintentionally just now, and Daiyu also began to "test" overtly and secretly.

"Girl, the water is getting cold, why don't you wipe it off first." Zijuan said while Daiyu was listening to Jia Heng's words.

Daiyu: "..."

Jia Heng smiled, changed the subject and said, "What about the piano score that my sister just said? I'll take a look too."

Said, ready to go to the bookshelf, this is time for Daiyu to put on her shoes and socks.

Although the style of a big man is more open than before, women's feet are not just for others to look at casually, although Daiyu may not have reminded her.

Daiyu was in a state of embarrassment, but she didn't understand Jia Heng's words for a while, picked up the blue book, and said: "The piano score is here, Xueyan, take it."

Jia Heng paused, took the piano score, and looked down at it without squinting.

Zijuan quickly took the opportunity to pick up a towel, helped Daiyu wipe her feet, and put on new socks and shoes.

There was a sound of "swiping" papers flipping through the room, and Jia Heng started flipping through them carefully.

Daiyu looked at the young man who was sitting sideways and looking at the music score with a concentrated expression. The candlelight reflected on his side face, but he saw tranquility. His eyes froze for a moment, and he retracted his gaze, got up, and took the initiative to say: "Heng Brother, sister Yun said yesterday when Brother Heng will teach her how to ride a horse, Brother Heng has been very busy recently."

"I taught them two years ago. Since I got the errand, I have never been able to find time. If my sister finds it interesting, I will teach you how to ride a horse someday." Jia Heng put down the piano score, and cast a pair of warm and jade-like eyes on Daiyu .

Holding a corner of her handkerchief, Daiyu sat down on an embroidered pier not far away, and said, "The day before yesterday, Sister Yun kept telling me to let me ride a horse, saying that it would be better for my body, so I only thought about being weak. , maybe you can’t ride a horse.”

Jia Heng smiled and said: "I see that my sister is fine, her complexion has become more rosy recently, and she seems to have grown a bit taller."

Daiyu felt a little shy from the gaze of "I have a young girl in my family", and said softly: "Brother Heng is free... teach me too."

"Yeah." Jia Heng nodded and said with a smile: "However, the mansion is still repairing the garden, so it's inconvenient."

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, thinking to himself, Daiyu rode away to Maicheng alone?

"That's not in a hurry." Daiyu softly picked up the teacup, but she didn't see the tea soup, and was about to pick up the teapot and pour herself a cup.

But Jia Heng had already lifted the teapot, took the cup, poured a cup for Daiyu, pushed it over, and said, "My sister uses tea."

Daiyu lowered her eyebrows, reached out to take the teacup, touched her fingertips, and ripples in the lake of her heart couldn't help.

Jia Heng said: "The rabbit that I gave to my sister last time, are you still raising it?"

Daiyu said softly: "I have been fed by Zijuan and the nuns all the time."

Jia Heng nodded and said: "The weather is cold these days, and there is more rain, so be careful not to get sick."

Daiyu sized up the young man, and immediately said softly: "I embroidered a few sachets, brother Heng, you can wear them with you later."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Zijuan, and said in a low voice, "Bring that sachet."

Jia Heng said: "Sister's embroidery, I think it's ingenious."

He was thinking, if he said that, would he have all the sachets, or was it just for me?I don't know what Daiyu's expression is?
Speaking of Daiyu's words, Daiyu has nothing to say.

He took the sachet, looked at it by the light, and put it in the sleeve.

Daiyu said softly: "Brother Heng, I don't really understand the court affairs, but it sounds very dangerous."

"It's all the same. Uncle Lin is pretty much the same over there, but my sister doesn't have to worry too much." Jia Heng put down the teacup and said with emotion: "Although I only exchanged a few letters with my uncle, I feel very concerned about the country and the people. The heart is filled between the lines, but only one side of fate."

Daiyu cast her eyes as bright as water to the young man opposite, and said, "There is always a chance to see you."

Zijuan answered with a smile at the side: "Master also often mentions Uncle Heng in his letters, let my girls listen to what Brother Heng says more, and say that he is like a real brother."

Jia Heng smiled and said, "I'd like to have a clever sister like Sister Lin."

Zijuan touched Daiyu's arm lightly, but she didn't see any movement, and was secretly worried.

If her girl recognizes her elder brother at this time, she will have someone to rely on in the future.

But Daiyu didn't move at this moment, and she didn't know what idea she had.

Jia Heng sat for a while, then smiled lightly and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back."

"Brother Heng?" Daiyu stared at the young man with her starry eyes as if she had just realized it.

Jia Heng said: "I still have something to do tomorrow, my sister should rest earlier, don't send it off, it's quite cold outside right now."

Daiyu said "hmm" and said, "Brother Heng, go slowly."

Jia Heng nodded, turned and left without saying anything else.

After Jia Heng left, Zijuan looked at Daiyu who was dazed and dazed, and asked: "Girl, didn't you just take advantage of the situation and recognize Uncle Heng as your elder brother?"

"It doesn't matter if you recognize it or not." Daiyu pursed her cherry lips, shook her head and said, "Brother Heng didn't care about these things."

Zijuan thought for a while, and said: "Then don't admit it, Uncle Heng treats the girl differently, he even invited the imperial doctor to consult the girl."

Daiyu sighed softly, resting her fragrant cheeks in one hand, she was treating her differently from others, but now...just now, she clearly went to Sister Bao's side, so she stopped by.

But it is said that Jia Heng returned to Ningguo Mansion by night, it was already time of Hai, and he saw that the lights in the inner hall were still on, and a shadowy figure entered it.

Seeing that Keqing was talking with Second Sister You and Third Sister You, Sister Feng was sitting beside Xiudun, and several women were talking together.

As soon as Jia Heng came in, Qin Keqing got up to greet her, and Sister Feng also stood up and looked at Jia Heng.

Jia Heng took a look at Sister Feng, and saw that although her expression was still sad, it was better than the pale and haggard at noon, and said: "Sister Feng."

Sister Feng sighed, and stared at the young man with her red phoenix eyes under Liu Shao's eyebrows, and said, "Brother Heng, are you free tomorrow? I want to go and see Second Master."

Jia Heng pondered for a while, and said: "I have something to do tomorrow, if Sister-in-law Feng is in a hurry, I will send someone to accompany Sister-in-law Feng, how about it?"

Now that the matter of Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian has come to fruition, all that remains is to allow time for the parties to digest it.

"What about the day after tomorrow?" Sister Feng opened her mouth and asked unwillingly, if there was no one in front of her to accompany her, how would those wolves like tigers sell her face.

Ping'er whispered: "Uncle, grandma hasn't slept much in the past two days."

Jia Heng nodded and said: "The day after tomorrow, since the palace has given the punishment, the exile will be within one or two days."

Sister Feng's complexion changed slightly, her lips moved, she could only say: "Then there is brother Lao Heng."

Qin Keqing took Sister Feng's hand and hurriedly spoke words of relief.

Sister Feng immediately said: "Brother Heng, Ping'er has been helping his younger siblings to discuss the management of the garden these two days, so why not stay here first."

"Isn't Ping'er serving in front of you?" Jia Heng frowned and asked in surprise.

"I'm very bored, but I want to be alone." Sister Feng said softly.

Jia Heng looked at Qin Keqing and said, "This matter is up to you to decide."

Qin Keqing said: "I have asked Baozhu to tidy up a small yard next to the West Mansion, and I will let Ping'er live in it first."

"That's good." Jia Heng nodded, but didn't feel anything wrong.

If Sister Feng came to live here, it must be impossible, there will be gossip, after all, her husband has just been exiled.

No more words for one night.

……

……

The next day, the sky was just dawn, the sky was bright and clear, and the rain stopped for a while. Jia Heng first went to the check-in room of the military aircraft in Miyagi Martial Arts Hall to sit in the government office and deal with official duties. Return to the house.

He ordered his servants to prepare two carriages, and they stopped at the gate of Lixiangyuan. One took Xue Pan and his luggage, and the other took Baochai with him. Under the eager eyes of Aunt Xue, he went to the Wucheng soldiers and horses. The prison under the jurisdiction of the division.

In the carriage, after exiting the intersection, Aunt Xue couldn't see anywhere, so Ying'er lifted the curtain and sat in front of the carriage, leaving the carriage to Jia Heng and Baochai alone.

Originally holding Baochai's little hand, Jia Heng embraced the girl's shaved shoulders, sniffing the tendency of her hair through her nostrils, and said: "Sister Xue, come back later, let's take a look around."

"En." Baochai's plump, white and greasy face blushed, and she responded softly, leaning her head on Jia Heng's shoulder.

After walking for about a while, the carriage finally stopped at the prison.

"Sister Xue is waiting here, I will send Wenlong in." Jia Heng said softly.

After all, she's a girl, so it's not easy to show her face.

"Then what if Mom asks me when I go back?" Baochai asked later.

Jia Heng smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll talk to you later."

After saying that, after getting off the carriage, Jia Heng also led Xue Pan to the prison.

This is the prison under the rule of Wucheng Bingma Judicial Cao, and it often takes over prisoners who have served their sentences nearby after being sentenced by Jingzhao Mansion.

The jailer surnamed Liu in the prison office got the news of Jia Heng's future a long time ago, and quickly led a group of jailers and scribes to lead Jia Heng into the official hall.

Liu Dianyu looked at Xue Pan who was looking around, and said with a smile: "My lord, this is brother Xue, right? He is indeed a handsome man with a handsome appearance."

Rao Xue Pan was not stingy in the past, but when he heard this suddenly, he also felt dumbfounded. What a beautiful woman, with a good appearance, came here to eat in prison?

Jia Heng said calmly: "Okay, don't say these are useless, I will leave them to you, watch carefully."

"Don't worry, my lord, I will treat you well." Liu Dianyu said with a smile.

This kind of big person, usually cannot see each other, but now has the opportunity to curry favor.

Jia Heng frowned, pressed this section temporarily, then turned to look at Xue Pan, who was already beaming with joy, with a serious expression on his face, and said: "Wen Long, you stay here at ease, don't cause trouble anymore, I heard No."

Xue Pan's head nodded, his eyeballs rolled around, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Jia Heng didn't say much, he waved his hand and said, "Someone lead him there."

Liu Dianjuu quickly winked at the cronies at the side, and then that person greeted him out.

As soon as Xue Pan left, Jia Heng turned cold and said: "Liu Dian prison, don't pretend to be smart."

Liu Dianyu's complexion changed slightly, cold sweat dripped from his back, he bowed and clasped his hands and said, "My lord...what do you mean by this, my lord?"

"In the prison, except for food and daily life, you can be cleaner, but you can't let his temper go. Being in a prison is like being in a prison, so sharpen his temper." Jia Heng said in a deep voice.

He didn't want to wait for a while, this Xue Pan was not in prison, but was flattered by a group of jailers in a brothel for fun.

"I understand the humble job." Liu Dianyu's complexion straightened, and he clapped his hands in response, but he was secretly crying in his heart.

What do these big men mean by grinding his temper.

Jia Heng said: "Give the official document of the prison seal to the official, and take it back with you."

After receiving the official document from Liu Dianyu, he immediately left the prison, turned around and went to the carriage parked outside.

Baochai called out, "Brother Heng."

Jia Heng nodded, handed over the official document, and said, "Give this to Auntie later, let's go for a walk by the Qujiang Pond."

It was already evening at this time, and the horse-drawn carriage drove through the streets paved with bluestone slabs to the West Market. It was February, and the green willows planted on the streets had already seen new shoots on the branches.

(End of this chapter)