The Red Mansions

Chapter 89
"Brother Huang, um, my sister-in-law only has the manuscripts of the six chapters in hand, and Jia Heng's later chapters... probably haven't been written yet." Facing Emperor Chongping's gaze, Princess Jinyang paused slightly, and Fang's heart floated. With a touch of weirdness, he explained: "I heard that Jia Heng has been busy getting married these two days, and he had another quarrel with the Jia family."

Emperor Chongping hid the manuscript, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Then Jia Heng, let someone remind you..."

Princess Jinyang's complexion paused slightly, and there was a feeling of dumbfounding in her heart.

Two days later, Hanmozhai——

Jia Heng listened to Lianxue's detailed account of the incident, and was silent for a moment, then said, "Miss Lianxue, what does Your Highness mean?"

It was somewhat unexpected that Emperor Chongping wanted to summon him, and it was not because Princess Jinyang recommended him.

"I think it was the matter with Jia Zhen earlier that caught the attention of the emperor. If I have the intention to inquire about my situation, it is not difficult to analyze and judge, but it is for later generations..."

It can be seen that the emperor must have a capable intelligence and governance organization, otherwise he would not be able to learn so much information about him in a short period of time.

After all, he only had a falling out with members of Jia's family in the morning, and got the news in the evening.

"As a king, he lives deep in the palace of nine layers. The most taboo is to be blinded by the saints, and to know people ignorantly. Because the basis for people to make judgments is information, collection, collation, analysis, and decision-making... Later generations even do open-source intelligence analysis. A professional intelligence organization." Jia Heng was able to grasp the emperor's temperament and political skills in a flash of his mind.

"Such a person at the helm, facing the overall situation of the end of the Ming Dynasty in the Little Ice Age, fell to the situation of "the bones are like a mountain and the surname is forgotten, and the ghosts are singing under the green peak forest", "the vast white land is really clean", it can be seen...the power can not be relied on hold."

Lianxue said: "Young Master Jia, His Highness is still waiting for you in the mansion, let's go."

There is no doubt that I will bring the manuscript to the palace to face the saint later.

And Princess Jinyang will definitely have to give a few words of advice.

Jia Heng nodded and said, "Miss Lianxue, please."

Following Lianxue into the carriage, she headed towards Princess Jinyang's mansion.

Princess Jinyang's mansion is still the same attic. On the first floor of the attic, Princess Jinyang is wearing a rose red court dress with a graceful and exquisite body. She is sitting on a pear-wood chair. The beauty in her thirties is exactly The age of spring flowers and autumn moon is like a blooming peony. Because she is a widow living in the mansion, she is more and more charming and charming.

Princess Jinyang met the young man's calm eyes, her red lips parted slightly, and she said with a light smile: "Let's talk about Lianxue to Mr. Jia, the emperor did not know where the manuscript was written by Mr. I asked about it the day before yesterday. Gong didn't dare to deceive the emperor, so he had to report the truth. In the past two days, the imperial brother sent the eunuch to the mansion to question three times. He thought that Mr. Jia was just newlyweds, and the manuscript was probably not finished yet, so he didn't let Hanmozhai. Excuse me, I just heard from Lianxue that Mr. Jia has finished the manuscript?"

Jia Heng said: "The first fifteen episodes have been drafted."

As he spoke, he pressed the wooden box next to his hand.

Princess Jinyang said: "That's just right. After a while, sir will accompany me to the palace to meet the saint. After reading the manuscript the day before yesterday, the saint was full of praise. Mr. Yan Xiaojia has a brilliant literary talent and extraordinary talent."

Jia Heng raised his calm eyes, and said: "The Holy Majesty is absurd. The Holy Majesty has beautiful mountains and rivers in his abdomen. If you want to come up with a small talk, it is nothing in the eyes of the Holy Majesty."

He felt that the brilliant words were more like Princess Jinyang's "adding oil and vinegar". From the current perception of Emperor Chongping, even if he appreciated it, he would not be full of praise.

Princess Jinyang smiled lightly, looking at the calm young man opposite, she felt more and more interesting.

If someone else, not to mention other youths, is an official of the fourth or fifth rank, the emperor is full of praise after hearing it, no matter how deep the city is, the joy cannot be concealed.

But is the young man in front of him really just a side branch of Ning Kingdom who came from a humble background?
Pity……

After all, they got married, otherwise Chanyue...

Princess Jinyang smiled lightly, and with an inexplicable sense of loss, said softly: "Mr. Jia, you go take a bath and change clothes first, and then enter the palace with me."

There is a complete set of etiquette procedures when entering the palace, such as bathing and changing clothes, incense, and simple court etiquette.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, Your Highness."

Princess Jinyang smiled lightly, and said: "Lianxue, take Mr. Jia to the wing room to take a bath, and find two unworn brocade robes that the palace usually buys, and put them on for Mr. Jia."

Lianxue glanced at Princess Jinyang in surprise, and said, "Yes, Your Highness."

The two of them went down the attic and were about to go to the side room when they suddenly met a little girl from the corridor, accompanied by several nuns.

Seeing the two of them, he said from a distance: "Sister Lianxue, where's your mother?"

"Princess, Your Highness is in the pavilion." Lianxue looked at the little princess, and a gentle smile appeared on her cold and frosty face.

This scene fell in Jia Heng's eyes, his eyes flickered, thoughtful.

While speaking, Li Chanyue, the owner of Qinghe County, had already walked over quickly. The young girl in the cardamom age looked at Jia Heng curiously, blinked her clear eyes, and asked, "Whose family are you from? It's... it looks a bit strange." Familiar?"

The little princess doesn't stay at home all day, and sees a lot of interesting people and things, but he has long forgotten that he met Jia Heng while hunting.

Jia Heng looked at Princess Qinghe with calm eyes, and said: "Before, I met the princess who came back from hunting in the suburbs of Chang'an."

"Oh, oh, you are the one who pulls the two-stone strong bow...what's the matter?" Qinghe Princess Xue's greasy face now has a flash of memory, she feels as if she remembers it, but right now she can't. up.

"Jia Heng." Jia Heng said lightly.

Lianxue smiled and said: "Your Highness, this servant has to take Mr. Jia down to take a shower and change clothes."

Princess Qinghe smiled lightly, two dimples appeared on her rosy cheeks, and said, "Sister Lianxue, go, I'll go first."

Watching Jia Heng and Lianxue go away, Princess Qinghe blinked her eyes, tilted her head, frowned and pondered for a while, then asked the maid Nan Yan who followed behind her, and said: "My mother used to keep people in the house to take a bath. Do you want to change clothes?"

The servant girl Nan Yan paused for a moment, then said hesitantly: "It seems... not."

Princess Qinghe had a look of worry on her brows and thought, "My mother used to see some famous people often, but it seems that I have never..."

Li Chanyue's eyes flickered, and a look of worry appeared between her brows and eyes.

The day before yesterday I was reading in Dongge, and found that the princess of the previous dynasty lived in the mansion as a widow, lonely and unbearable, and she had a face-raising head. Her mother was always clean and self-sufficient, but she couldn't keep her uniform. People said thirty was like a wolf, and this Jia Heng pulled a strong bow, don't be...

She didn't want to, one day, suddenly have a stepfather again.

Li Chanyue was thinking about it, suddenly her heart beat fast, Bai Yuxia's white and greasy cheeks became inexplicably hot, she looked up at the autumn sun, and murmured: "This autumn tiger, the sun shines on people and it's sultry."

Jia Heng was bathing in the bathtub, and rejected Lianxue's proposal to serve her as a servant girl. While taking a bath, she was thinking about the face-sacrificing matter later.

This time, the face-to-face, the incident happened suddenly, what did he want to say when he met the emperor, to state the strategy of the side affairs?

If you really want to talk, you can talk a few words.

But without investigation, he has no right to speak. He has not checked the situation on the frontiers of Chen Han since a hundred years ago, especially the war against captives after the fall of Liaodong, so what he said is often big and inappropriate. It is difficult to be specific. Once asked It is easy to be asked about the details, and the initial impression left in this way will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, side matters cannot be provoked for the time being.

There is also the emperor's intention to summon him, combined with the recent conflict between him and the Jia family, it is also worth pondering carefully.

This is probably, maybe...not a fan meeting.

Jia Heng thought about the joints, and before he knew it, half an hour passed, only to feel that the hot water in the bathtub was getting colder, and Lianxue's voice came from outside, saying: "Mr. Jia, are you done washing? The clothes are in the on the chair just now."

Jia Heng responded, picked up a towel beside him, and wiped off the water on his body. I don't know what kind of spices are used in the bath water. It is rich and delicate, soaking into the skin... with the hot water, the taste is marinated.

Jia Heng frowned, somewhat unaccustomed to it.

After thinking about it, he picked up the shirt at the side. It was a Shu brocade round-neck gown, with cloud patterns tattooed on the neckline and cuffs, quite exquisite.

Jia Heng pondered for a moment, put it aside, picked up his own clothes and changed them on.

Even though he knew it wasn't the Jinyang brand "original" brocade robe, he didn't wear it.

Putting on his clothes, he stood tall and tall, and left the room with a calm expression.

Seeing that Jia Heng was still wearing the green shirt when he entered the mansion, and Lianxue's face as cold as jade, he paused for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Young Master Jia, didn't you see the clothes on the chair just now?"

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, and said: "People are not as good as before, clothes are not as old, Miss Lianxue, let's go, don't make Her Royal Highness wait too long."

Lian Xue: "..."

A strange color appeared on a clear, white and greasy face. His bright eyes were fixed on the side of the boy's face, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

After Jia Heng finished speaking, she nodded at Lianxue and walked towards the way she came.

As for clothes, you still have to wear them comfortably, and the straight green shirt is his background at this stage.

Of course none of the above is important, it's just the robe... a bit loose.

The two met Princess Jinyang in the attic flower hall.

Princess Jinyang put down the manuscript in her hand, under the slender eyebrows of willow leaves, she glanced at Jia Heng with her beautiful eyes, and said: "Mr. Jia, let's go."

Just now, she also forgot that the two people's statures are not the same, and most of the clothes she usually prepares are not suitable.

Jia Heng nodded, his eyes flicked across the front of the beauty, he paused for less than a moment, and then looked away.

At this moment, Li Chanyue, who was sitting by the side holding a windmill that kept spinning, caught someone's gaze, frowned and said, "Mother, I'll also go to the palace to have a look."

Princess Jinyang smiled and said, "Didn't you just come back from school in the palace? Why don't you play at home for a while and go to the palace?"

"Is there any fun at home, let alone me, alone." Li Chanyue said softly, holding the windmill in her hand.

Princess Jinyang glanced at her daughter both dotingly and helplessly: "As long as you don't feel tired, let's go."

(End of this chapter)