The Red Mansions

Chapter 847 Jia Heng: ... double standard Xiao?

Jia Heng and Chen Xiao returned to Ningguo Mansion all the way without a word, the winter night was short and the night was long, the lanterns in front of the porch had been hung high, and under the eaves of the stone-paved porch fainted circles of red and yellow lights light and shadow.

Chen Xiao's clear face was as cold as frost, she didn't speak the whole time, she sat down in the study, and Jia Heng ordered Qingwen to prepare hot water.

Seeing the girl with a cold face and not speaking, Jia Heng felt a little funny for some reason, approached, took Chen Xiao's plain hand, and said, "My Xiaoxiao is jealous again."

"Don't touch me." Chen Xiao gently shook off Jia Heng's hand, and cast a cold glance at Jia Heng.

Jia Heng didn't take it seriously either. When Xiaoxiao and Xiaoxiao first met, the two often sparred with each other and often fought violently. Now it's not like letting him eat big snow pears.

He picked up the teapot from the tea table beside him, poured a cup of tea, and said softly: "In a few days, we won't see each other for a long distance. It's okay to have a quarrel together. After all, they are pregnant. You just say yes." .”

With that said, he handed over the teacup.

When Chen Xiao heard this, the anger in her heart seemed to dissipate a little, she took a look at Jia Heng, reached for the teacup, and took a sip.

Just now she was blowing the cold wind outside, but he lived a life of luxury and lust like an emperor inside.

Jia Heng took the girl's hand, held the smooth and tender slender catkin, rubbed it lightly, and said, "Xiaoxiao, it's a bit cold outside, look at your hand is icy cold."

In the past, it was still possible for Chen Xiao to watch the wind, but now that the two of them have also entered a period of passionate love to a certain extent, it is definitely not acceptable to treat them like before.

Chen Xiao also had nothing to do with the young man, but said with a cold face: "Even if they have children in the future, it will only bring you more trouble, not less."

This demon concubine of the Zhen family is a pair of scourges, especially that Zhen Qing, who is even more shameless, vicious, and vicious. This kind of woman will be troublesome sooner or later.

Jia Heng looked at the girl and said softly: "There are some things, even if you know about them, you can't do anything about them. You can't really ignore them. They are still pregnant with my two children. Don't tell me you want me to leave them alone?"

The two of Qingxue started from an accident when they went south to Jinling, and they also returned to Shenjing abruptly for the time being. Looking back on this journey of going south to patrol salt, reorganize the army, and loot the bandits, it is indeed absurd and out of place.

As Xiaoxiao said, it is easy to gradually lose your heart in lust or power, but how can he criticize the two women?

Chen Xiao narrowed his bright eyes under Liu Yemei's eyebrows, looked at the young man, seemed to understand the "sage" thinking in the calm eyes, pursed his pink lips, eased his tone, and said: "But try to minimize contact, I You're in trouble when you're worried about things being revealed."

Although the girl doesn't know about compromise and bowing her head in love, she can't bear to see Jia Heng embarrassed.

Jia Heng said: "After returning to Shenjing this time, we will have less contact in the future. There are some troubles, but they haven't reached a fatal point."

Of course, there is not much time left for him.

Chen Ling looked at the young man and said softly, "I don't want to see you stretching your strings too tightly."

"It's okay now, besides, the two of them are doing things smoothly." Jia Heng nodded and said with a smile: "By the way, when I was with you, why didn't you persuade me to restrain myself?"

You really don't count yourself as licentious with me, but you just don't know how to control yourself with others... Double standards?

Hearing this, Chen Xiao blushed with embarrassment on that ice-skinned and jade-skinned face, and said angrily, "When will I be with you..."

While talking, he also felt something strange in his heart, snorted coldly, turned his face away, and ignored Jia Heng.

Jia Heng looked at the girl whose eyebrows and eyes were similar to Xianning's and cold, but with a very different nature, and did not tease her anymore, and said softly: "I plan to go to see Zhen's family tomorrow, and I will meet King Beijing tonight, and I will go back after solving the last problem." gone."

Chen Ling didn't say anything else anymore, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

She knew that with his temperament, she was willing to tolerate her being in charge, just because he liked it.

As Jia Heng said at the beginning, "I just like you taking care of me."

At the beginning, Jia Heng didn't know that his casual words were a storm in the heart of a girl who stood out from the crowd since she was a child and had a temperament as cold as snow.

At this moment, Qingwen's charming voice came from outside: "My lord, the hot water and clothes are ready."

Jia Heng looked at the girl and said in a low voice, "I'm going to take a bath and have dinner together later."

Saying that, he got up and went to the wing room, washed off his makeup and greasy smell, and changed into a colorful su brocade robe, with a relaxed demeanor and no listless look on his face.

In fact, what Xiaoxiao said about the lack of restraint does not exist at all for the vigorous young people, because the youth hormones that have nowhere to rest have nowhere to go.

Jia Heng came to the study room, looked up and saw the girl who had changed into a blue dress and combed airy bangs, her sleeves were rolled up, revealing a small white lotus arm, and she was laying out dishes on the table, Candles flickered on the small table not far away, bright and bright.

"I just cooked some dishes and a jug of wine, would you like some?" Chen Xiao's voice was undoubtedly a little softer than before, and there seemed to be something different in his eyes.

Seeing the girl's sad and lingering expression, Jia Heng was somewhat solemn and solemn, her heart moved slightly, she walked up to him, sat down, and said in a low voice: "What's wrong today, is it a special day?"

Chen Xiaoyu froze for a moment, picked up the jug, and poured the wine in a clatter.

Then, the cold and stone-like voice was a little bit sad, and said softly: "Father died of illness in Shenjing Zhou Palace ten years ago today."

Hearing this, Jia Heng's face became quiet, and he remained silent for a while, stretched out his hand to hold the girl's jade hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoxiao."

He should have remembered these special days before, and that was his negligence.

The main reason is that the relevant information did not record the date of King Zhou's death, and he could not ask Xiaoxiao about the specific memorial date before.

It seems that I really don't care enough about Xiaoxiao, and I always used her as a tool of the wind.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, and said: "King Zhou was a hero all his life. Liaodong was defeated. If King Zhou hadn't sent troops to the Xuan Mansion to try to save the sky, I'm afraid the situation in the future would be even more difficult to deal with. It's a pity that he died young."

Now no one knows, and no one knows whether Emperor Longzhi in Beijing will remember having such a son who passed away today.

Chen Xiao stared at the young man, with some special meaning in his voice, and said: "When my father passed away, he held my hand and said that he felt that he had no regrets in his life. The only regret was that he had no chance to see it. Until I get married."

As the girl spoke, her face was a little depressed, and her voice gradually choked up.

King Zhou has only one daughter, Chen Xiao, and has no heirs since. He raised Chen Xiao as a boy since he was a child, cultivated the skills of riding and shooting, and found military books to show to young girls. .

Jia Heng sat close, grabbed Chen Xiao's shoulder, hugged her tightly, feeling the girl's disappointment, and whispered: "Xiaoxiao."

The girl is asking him to be her man, and she wants to show it to her father today?

But the girl poured two glasses of wine, the clear eyes under the willow eyebrows were as bright as the stars, and seemed to have tears as dense as stars, and said softly: "You and I have a glass of wine."

He was destined not to be able to marry her in this life, and she didn't even know how to tell her father.

Jia Heng picked up the wine cup, met the girl's crystal eyes, and before the girl clinked her glasses, her eyes flickered, and said, "Wait a minute."

As he spoke, he took the wine cup and walked around the girl's plain hand, and said amidst the girl's confusion, "That's it."

Wrapped around the girl's arm, made a gesture of handing over a glass of wine, and said with a chuckle: "This can be considered a marriage."

When Chen Xiao heard this, her gaze flickered, she fixed her gaze on the young man, her heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her head to drink the wine in her glass.

The two drank a cup of wine, and Jia Heng looked warmly at the girl's white jade cheeks that were already flushed with peach blossoms, and stretched out his hands to hug the girl's shaved shoulders tightly, and said in a low voice: "I, like you, have been mourned since childhood." My father and mother have never seen me get married and start a business, and I have been here all these years."

He still can't promise how Xiaoxiao will marry her in the future, maybe after he becomes the county king or a side concubine?
Chen Xiao stared at the young man, her voice as cold as jade was filled with drunkenness, she raised the wine cup, and had a drink with Jia Heng.

He is the same as her, but he doesn't know the hatred yet, and he doesn't have to bear it yet.

Jia Heng picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and met the bright starry eyes, the girl's melancholy mind was almost full of thoughts.

I don't know how long, two people have a drink for you and a drink for me, and I don't know how many glasses of wine they drank.

In the middle of the night, Jia Heng was lying on the study with the drunken girl in his arms, looking at that cold and jade-like face.

The clear eyes under the willow-leaf eyebrows are quite like Xianning, the nose is straight, the lips are slightly pink, the lip line is a bit cold, the sleeping face is peaceful and peaceful, like a swaying plant on the cold wind cliff iceberg snowdrops.

For a while, Jia Heng was also a little bit fascinated.

Xiaoxiao doesn't seem to have many friends. Compared with Jinyang and Xianning, who have a group of relatives, such as the queen mother, empress and concubine Duanrong, Xiaoxiao's life experience is worse.

Xiaoxiao's father and mother died young, and the uncle who thought she had adopted her later turned out to be the enemy who killed her father, so she had to leave the palace alone, wandering in the rivers and lakes, wanting revenge.

He who has eaten Xiaoxiao Sydney, should be Xiaoxiao's only reliance.

The girl seemed to be a little cold in her sleep, she stretched out her hands to tighten her clothes, and unconsciously said in her sleep: "Cold, cold, father."

Hearing this, Jia Heng pulled the folded quilt at the end of the bed and covered the girl. After thinking for a while, she took off the girl's embroidered shoes and put on her socks, revealing a pair of clean and flawless jade feet.

The girl's feet were as white as jade, her hands were a little cold, and her toes, as slender as bamboo shoots, were not coated with Kodan of Impatiens juice.

Seeing that the girl seemed to be still cold in the dream, Jia Heng reluctantly put the jade feet in his hands into the bed, covered the quilt, and looked at the drunken and flushed face, like a red apple, which made people unable to resist Want to have a bite.

Jia Heng approached and kissed the girl Yanli on the cheek.

At this moment, the girl stretched out a hand and pulled Jia Heng's arm tightly, she was so strong that she pulled it over all at once, she was whispering softly in her drunken sleep, she didn't know what she was whispering.

Jia Heng was also a little helpless at the moment, he could only be hugged by Chen Xiao, rubbed off his shoes, got on the bed, lifted the quilt to cover it with one hand, embraced the soft and delicate body entwined with the scent of a girl and the smell of wine, and fell into a deep sleep.

No more words for one night.

The next morning, it was another sunny day. The winter morning light fell on the glazed tile roof, reflecting rays of light.

The morning light came from the window sill, and was cut into a light shadow by the curved and thin eyelashes. The sleeping girl opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the young man who was hugging her tightly. She was slightly surprised in her eyes, and between her brows, she suddenly remembered last night. Intermittent fragments.

At this moment, staring at the boy's sleeping face, from such a close distance, he could see the side face as white as jade, without seeing the frivolousness of the past, as calm as a lake.

Jia Heng also woke up at this time, the lake of clear shadows in his eyes seemed to reflect the girl's pure and beautiful face, and said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, you are awake."

Facing that smiling face, Chen Xiao's white and greasy cheeks blushed slightly with shame, she gave a soft "um", got up, and saw that her clothes were still there, nothing unusual, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately My heart is a little weird.

No, she seemed to have forgotten about it just now.

"I drank some wine last night." Jia Heng paused, looked at the bright and beautiful girl, and said softly.

Last night was King Zhou's death day, and he would never touch Xiaoxiao no matter what.

Chen Ling turned her face away, her jade cheeks were still flushed with the blush from yesterday's drunkenness, she said in surprise, "I hugged you to sleep last night?"

Jia Heng said softly: "We are a couple who have had a cup of wine, so there is no fuss about sleeping together."

Chen Ling's icy muscular face blushed slightly, snorted coldly, got up, and suddenly found that his shoes and socks had been removed, and was slightly startled.

Last night, I seemed to vaguely remember the shoes he helped take off, but then it seemed...

Jia Heng also got up slowly, and said: "Go take a bath later, this body smells of alcohol."

As he spoke, he ordered the maids and mothers outside to come over and change the dishes, cups, bowls, chopsticks and plates on the table.

Chen Ling looked up at the busy young man, his face froze, and a warm current surged in his heart.

Jia Heng said: "Get up and have breakfast together."

All the gold hairpins in Ningguo Mansion stayed together, and it was not a time when everyone ate and talked together.

That is to say, when Jia Heng came back from the yamen, he would have lunch or dinner together.

After having breakfast with Chen Xiao, Jia Heng walked to the wing room where Zhen Xi was, and the two sisters Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi were also having breakfast at the moment.

Zhen Xi looked at the young man with some surprise, the immaculate brows and eyes were full of joy, and said softly: "Brother Heng, are you here?"

Jia Heng nodded, looked at Zhenxi, and said softly: "Come here to see you. At noon, I will invite your uncle and the others to have lunch at the Zhenfu Division. Will you go? I will return to Beijing in a few days, go and see your father."

Zhen Xi nodded and agreed: "Brother Heng, I'll go."

Jia Heng said softly, "I'll send someone to pick you up at noon."

Zhen Lan was also sitting not far away at the moment. She had just had breakfast, sipped tea, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief. Hearing this, she cast a pair of narrow, clear eyes at the young man, and said softly, "Brother Heng, I will go too."

Jia Heng nodded and said, "Well, we may not be able to see each other during the Chinese New Year."

It is understandable for Zhen Xi to follow him to the Ningguo Mansion, but Zhen Lan is somewhat weird when both Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue are in the south of the Yangtze River.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with talking about sitting at my brother-in-law's house.

Zhen Lan nodded her head as a response.

She went to Beijing this time to revive the reputation of the Zhen family.

Jia Heng then stayed in the mansion for a while, and at noon, he prepared a carriage for Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi to sit in. Then, under the guard of Jinyi Mansion, he headed towards the governor of Jinyi Mansion.

It's almost winter, and the climate is getting colder. Although the southern country doesn't have nine harsh winters, being in the imperial prison, like being in a cold cave, is almost bitingly cold.

Because of Jia Heng's order, the criminals in the prison were ordered to prepare a few more pairs of quilts for Zhen Yingjia and the others, as well as a coal stove for heating.

Zhen Yingjia, Zhen Shao, Zhen Xuan, Zhen Zhu and others, under the leadership of several guards from the Jinyi Mansion, entered a spacious and elegant wing room that was as warm as spring.

And on a lacquered wood round table on the wool carpet, there are cups, bowls, chopsticks and plates, full of dishes, full of color, fragrance and taste.

Jia Heng looked at Zhen Yingjia and said, "Uncle Shi, how are you doing these few days?"

After all, the two daughters have followed him, so they have to be nice to others.

Um, no, if you add Zhenxi, it seems to be three?
Zhen Yingjia looked at the boy in the python suit facing him, seeing complex expressions on that haggard and aged face, he called out, "Ziyu."

In just over half a month, Zhen Yingjia, the former president of Jinling Tiren Institute, had a weathered face and sunken cheeks, as if she had aged more than ten years.

Zhen Shao was also dressed in a prison uniform at the moment, and his eyes under the broken eyebrows looked firmly at the young man. On the old face that was originally full of grooves, the eyes were a little bit firmer.

Zhen Xuan and Zhen Zhu looked at the boy in the python suit with complicated expressions.

When Jia Heng went south to Jinling, he went to Zhen's house, but it didn't take long, things changed.

Jia Heng said: "Uncle Shi, some uncles sat down to talk, and they will return to Beijing in a few days. Sister Xi'er and sister Lan'er want to come and see Uncle Shi and the uncles."

At this time, Zhen Lan took Zhen Xi's hand, walked out slowly from a screen of mountains and rivers and rivers behind the bead curtain, approached, and bowed to Zhen Yingjia, Zhen Shao, Zhen Xuan, and Zhen Zhu.

Zhen Yingjia looked at the two of them, then glanced at Jia Heng, and said in surprise, "Zi Yu, Miss Lan is going to Beijing too?"

Among the four sisters of Zhenjia Qingxue Lanxi, Zhen Yingjia also values ​​this Lan girl who has a personality similar to her own eldest daughter. If it weren't for the fact that the Zhen family has already had two concubines, she would have to use some of them when Wei Wang and Liang Wang opened the mansion. strength.

But now it is understandable for Zhen Xi to follow Jia Heng to the capital, but could it be that Zhen Lan also...

That's right, the Zhen family is no longer what it used to be. Previously, the Fang family even withdrew from Lan girl's marriage. If Ziyu followed, maybe the Zhen family's affairs would have a turn for the better?

Zhen Yingjia's heart twitched slightly, Ziyu took care of Fang's family when the Fang's family divorced earlier, so she paid attention to it.

Zhen Xuan frowned, looked at his daughter, and asked, "Lan'er, are you going to Beijing too?"

Seeing firmness on Zhen Lan's pretty face, she said: "Father, uncle, my sister went to Beijing alone, and the world has two lives. I want to take care of sister Xi'er in Beijing in the past. I discussed it with my elder sister earlier. , she also agreed, saying that it would be good to go to Beijing to see the world."

Zhen Xuan was speechless for a while, and said: "Since your eldest sister said so, it's better to go to Beijing."

In the Southern Province, there should be no good family who is willing to marry their own daughter. If they go to the capital, if they can find a good family, they will be able to take care of the family in the future.

Zhen Zhu glanced at Zhen Xi who had weak brows and eyes, sighed inwardly, and said nothing.

Hearing this, Zhen Xuan looked at his daughter, moved his lips, turned his gaze to Jia Heng, and said, "Zi Yu, I only have this daughter, Lan'er. She has gone to Beijing, so you should take care of her."

Jia Heng said softly, "Shi Bo, don't worry."

The two brothers Zhen Yingjia and Zhen Xuan also suppressed the mixed feelings in their hearts for the time being, and did not mention this matter.

Zhen Yingjia said worriedly: "Ziyu, there is no news from the Holy Majesty in Beijing now, and now that China and the rest of the world are isolated, I don't know if it's a blessing or a disaster."

Every day in the imperial prison is a day of torment, and Emperor Chongping doesn't know what to think, and now there is still no order for the Zhen family.

Jia Heng said: "Shi Bo, no news is good news. Recently, the Jinyi Mansion and the House of Internal Affairs will jointly submit a memorial. When I go back, I will also express my love to the Holy One. The Holy Majesty has a magnificent temperament. Seeing that the World Uncle respectfully served you a while ago , the hair loss shouldn't be too heavy."

Zhen Yingjia nodded, and sighed: "The weaving bureau's shortfall these years is not our original intention. Although it has filled up less than [-]% to [-]% now, it has exhausted the family's wealth."

Afterwards, Jia Heng nodded, spoke words of relief, and had lunch with Zhen Yingjia, while Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi lifted the teapot and poured wine for their elders.

A banquet will be held until noon.

(End of this chapter)