Honglouchun

Dai Quan said with a smile: "Perhaps he was concerned about the words of the emperor and the military master, so the fourth prince didn't go in, he just said he was passing by, and then he asked about the deed, but Ninghou said that it was agreed that day that the grain arrived in the capital and entered The deed was signed only after the treasury was acquired, and there is no such thing at present."

"Bullshit!"

Emperor Long'an's face darkened, and he said, "How dare you talk nonsense about such things?"

Dai Quan hurriedly explained Jia Qiang's reasoning again, and finally said: "This matter should not be faked, because it is very easy to reveal the truth."

After hearing the words, Emperor Long'an pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, "Then how did Li Shi deal with this?"

Dai Quan shook his head and said, "I don't know yet, but Duke Kerong is obviously very angry..."

Emperor Long'an put down the vermilion pen, picked it up again, frowned and said: "First go and investigate carefully the movement of the hundred thousand shi grains that entered the country. If..."

If Jia Qiang dares to play tricks on this matter and wants to threaten the court, then...

He is trying to die!

……

Rongguofu.

Behind Jia Mu's courtyard, there is the north house in the corridor.

It was getting dusk, and Jia Lan finished her homework a day ahead of schedule. After reading it with Li Wan, Li Wan couldn't help nodding in satisfaction.

She comes from the family of Guozijian Jijiu, even girls can read and write.

Although I didn't learn a lot, I only read some books that girls can read, such as "The Commandments of Women" and "The Biography of Loyal and Filial Women", but at least I can read good and bad handwriting.

Jia Lan has studied ethnology for a year. Although the previous handwriting was neat, the breath between the lines seemed dull and lifeless, well-behaved, and even a little old-fashioned.

Looking at it now, there is a lot of vigor and vigor in the handwriting.

And in just one year, the bones of the body are obviously much stronger!

"Good! Well written!"

Li Wan praised.

Jia Lan's small face burst into a smile. In his memory, the number of times his mother praised him was very few.

Jia Lan tentatively asked, "Mother, is it really good?"

Li Wan looked at his son's face with a bit of sadness, remembering what Jia Qiang told her a few days ago, he should encourage Jia Lan more, and be stricter when he did something wrong, otherwise it would be easy to develop a cowardly temperament.

Li Wan smiled and said: "It's really good, the words are full of vigor. Your font is also different from before."

It was Li Wan who taught him in the past, and he is very delicate.

At this moment, the handwriting can be seen to be angular, and the ending of the strokes is quite strong.

Although it still looks immature, it has a look.

Jia Lan smiled embarrassedly: "This is copying the characters of the elder brother of the patriarch. The elder brother of the patriarch learned the handwriting of Mr. Fu Weng of the Mei family in Yangzhou. It is very beautiful."

Li Wan thought of something, blushed slightly, and said: "Then you should practice hard. There are so many children in the clan, including Baoyu, Brother Huan, and Brother Cong. He is the most optimistic about you. Don't let me down." ...the patriarch's teaching and respect for you."

"Yes, mother!"

Jia Lan responded loudly, paused, and said a little embarrassedly: "Mother, I want to ask you one thing..."

"what is the matter?"

Li Wan asked.

Jia Lan said with a smile: "Son, I want to invite the patriarch brother to a banquet tomorrow night to express my gratitude..."

Li Wan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, his pretty face was hot, and he wondered: "He's so handsome, why invite him to a banquet? It's the end of the year, he's so busy, I'm afraid he doesn't have much time..."

Jia Lan said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, as long as you agree, my son will invite you tomorrow by himself. If you have time, please, and if you don't have time, we will talk about it later."

At this point, Li Wan couldn't say anything more, nodded and said: "That's fine."

……

PS: Pushing a young seedling "If I Are the Emperor in the Late Ming Dynasty", it suddenly became popular recently and became the emperor, what is all swollen...

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Chapter 792 Give birth

"Brother De Ang is back!"

In the early morning of the next day, Yue Zhixiang personally delivered a guest. Jia Qiang was really surprised when he saw it, and stepped forward to greet him with a smile.

"Master Hou!"

Qi Yun is still the head of the four princes of Yangzhou, gentle and elegant, and greets Jia Qiang as a courtesy when he sees him.

"When did you come to Beijing? Did you go back to Yangzhou to see your grandfather?"

Jia Qiang made way for Qi Yun, and asked with a smile.

He looked at Qi Yun's longing eyes, which really made some of the guards outside look weird.

But Qi Yun knew why Jia Qiang was so eager. When he sat down in the front hall and the steward served tea and stepped back, he looked at Yue Zhixiang...

Jia Qiang waved her hand and said, "Lao Yue can trust you, you are my own people, you need to deal more with each other in the future."

Qi Yun got up and bowed his hands to salute, Jia Qiang said with a smile: "Sit down quickly, my family doesn't need so many courtesies... Lao Yue, you sit too."

It was the first time for Yue Zhixiang to see Jia Qiang so enthusiastic, he didn't dare to call this person lightly, he returned the salute and sat down, just observed silently without saying a word.

It's just that Qi Yun didn't say anything, but took out a thick envelope from his bosom, handed it to Jia Qiang and said, "It's all inside, Lord Hou, read it slowly, and ask after reading."

Jia Qiang didn't talk nonsense, picked up the envelope and opened it, took out a thick stack of letter paper, and began to read it.

Yue Zhixiang watched from the side, he couldn't see the contents of the letter, but he could see Jia Qiang's face.

He has never seen Jia Qiang's expression so colorful before...

First he smiled in surprise, then the smile deepened, then the smile became deeper, and then the smile was suppressed, his face was indifferent, and finally, anger suddenly appeared in his eyes, he slapped the table and shouted: "Xu Zhongluan is trying to kill you!!"

Hearing this, Yue Zhixiang's eyes became sharper immediately, but he saw that Qi Yun was wearing a wry smile, and there was a bit of anticipation in the wry smile, so he knew there was a story in it.

Sure enough, after Jia Qiang was furious, she quickly turned into a wry smile, looked at Qi Yun and said, "It's a good shot, but I didn't sell it cheap."