Jia She has a red envelope group [Red Mansion]

No matter what Ping Xiye was looking for, Wang Ziteng was very excited to receive the invitation from Prince Pingning's mansion, no, quite excited.

This is a royal man!

I don't want Jia Zheng to be invited by the Pingning Mansion without Jia Zheng.

You must know that Wang Ziteng's purpose of currying favor with Jia Zheng at the beginning was nothing more than two people, Qin Mo and Heping Xiye.

Don't look at today's peaceful and prosperous world, but the political situation has already begun to turmoil.

The emperor of the Southern Dynasty was Nan Qi Lie. In the early days, Nan Qi Lie was indeed a Ming emperor. The Southern Dynasty was peaceful and full of alcohol and lust. In the late period, Nan Qi Lie became dizzy and obsessed with the technique of immortality. He was bewitched by traitors. There was a phenomenon of buying and selling official positions, and it was at that time that Jia Zheng bought an official position.

Now is really the time when prosperity is turning to decline. Nan Qilie has four sons. The second prince, Nan Feng, and the fourth prince, Nan Jun, are leading two factions. In the end, Nan Feng is the victor.

Nanfeng is indeed a generation of Mingjun, and the Southern Dynasty reached the peak of prosperity in history under his hands.

An Yifeng was from Nanfeng's faction, while Ping Xiye was from Nanjun's faction. In the end, Pingning Palace, who was on the wrong team, suffered a crushing defeat.

Of course, now that the team has just started, everyone is holding a wait-and-see attitude. The strength of the two princes is evenly matched, so far they are evenly matched.

Wang Ziteng intends to stop him. Now it seems that he has no chance to curry favor with King An Ning. This is possible for Ping Ning. As for King Kang Ning, there is no need to curry favor.

Wang Ziteng attached great importance to Ping Xiye's invitation this time. He really dressed up for battle, and even his hair was meticulously arranged. Wang Ziteng tried his best to leave a good impression on Ping Xiye.

"Is the gift for the prince ready?" Wang Ziteng repeatedly asked the servants.

"Ready, sir." The servant replied.

This time when he went to Prince Pingning's Mansion, the prince spared his capital and gave him valuable gifts, a pair of white jade hummers, a hundred-year-old ginseng, and aged wine, which add up to a thousand taels of silver.

It stands to reason that Wang Ziteng's virtue of breaking his hand shouldn't go, but he is afraid that the opportunity will never come again, so he has to go in person despite the pain in his hand.

After preparing everything, Wang Ziteng went to Pingning Palace non-stop. In order to hurry up, he let the handlebars speed up. The bumps along the way made Wang Ziteng's hands hurt a lot. When he got there, his face turned pale up.

#Model holding thighs#

Pingning Palace.

Wang Ziteng was led by his servants to Ping Xiye's study.

"Xiaosheng greets the little prince." Wang Ziteng saluted Ping Xiye, the etiquette and rules were much better than Jia Zheng's, and it was not obvious that he was injured.

Ping Xiye nodded, and helped the prince to get up.

According to the memory of the previous life, Wang Ziteng was considered the most promising member of the four major families, but unfortunately he was on the wrong team in the end and did not end well. After careful calculation, the two were still allies in their previous lives.

"Prince Wang's hand?" Ping Xiye's eyes fell on Wang Ziteng's hand.

Today, in order to visit Ping Xiye, Wang Ziteng specially asked the embroidered lady in the mansion to lengthen her sleeves, so as to cover the wound on her hand. ,

This hand is Wang Ziteng's sore foot, the injury is really embarrassing, and this injury is related to Jia Zheng, Wang Ziteng tried to avoid this topic as much as possible, not wanting to figure it out as soon as Ping Xiye came.

"Accidentally fell down." Wang Ziteng lied bravely and broke two hands at once, which is really capable.

Ping Xiye smiled.

"Mr. Jia Zheng, Mr. Wang, do you know each other?" Ping Xiye directed the conversation to Jia Zheng.

When Jia Zheng was mentioned, Wang Ziteng's face changed, and he became anxious.

"Could it be that what did Jia Zheng and Heping Xiye say?" Wang Ziteng thought to himself, "Isn't he talking about what happened to the two of them that day?"

This can be regarded as poaching the corner of the prince.

"Wang's Mansion and Jia's Mansion are acquaintances of aristocratic families, Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng and Mr. Jia met once." Prince Teng replied.

"Only met once?" Ping Xiye asked in a questioning tone.

Wang Ziteng smiled unnaturally, feeling a little guilty.

"You all stand down." Ping Xiye said to the servants in the room.

"Yes, little prince." The servants in the room withdrew, leaving only Ping Xiye and Wang Ziteng.

"Prince Wang just came to the capital, so he must not be familiar with the affairs of the capital." Ping Xiye chatted in a homely tone.

In his previous life, Prince Teng fell in love with him and flattered Ping Xiye on the grounds of refining pills.

The trajectory of this life is a bit off, and now Wang Ziteng has not hugged anyone's golden thigh, and all his time is wasted on Jia Zheng.

As an ambitious son of an aristocratic family, it would be a lie to say that there is no hurry.

When Ping Xiye mentioned this, Wang Ziteng's expression became even uglier.

The last time he and Jia Zheng went to the Chrysanthemum Pavilion, the reason was that Jia Zheng took Wang Ziteng as a guide to "play" the capital.

Wang Ziteng smiled dryly, "Thanks to the little prince's concern, Xiaosheng will definitely go to understand the capital when he has time, and please take care of him when the time comes." Wang Ziteng spoke in an official tone.

Ping Xiye raised his eyebrows, "If the prince doesn't dislike me, how about I send someone to be your guide?"

"That's really Xiaosheng's great fortune." Wang Ziteng replied.

Ping Xiye made the tea himself, and Wang Ziteng wanted to hold it with both hands, but his injury was still not healed, so he couldn't hold the teacup at all, so he could only stand up and salute Ping Xiye.

"I don't know what the prince's impression of Mr. Jia is." Ping Xiye kept talking about Jia Zheng, which made the prince feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Ping Xiye personally opened the lid of the teacup for Wang Ziteng, and inside was tea made with chrysanthemums.

"This is the finest tribute chrysanthemum picked in autumn." Ping Xiye said to Wang Ziteng.

"My lord." Wang Ziteng stood up, he really couldn't sit still, with Ping Xiye's behavior, even a fool Wang Ziteng knew what Ping Xiye meant.

It's probably useless to argue with him now.

Just imagine, if it wasn't for Jia Zheng's relationship, how could Ping Xiye, the young prince of Pingning Palace, invite him, the son of a third-rank minister, to come over for no reason.

When he received the post, Wang Ziteng was so excited that he came here regardless of the consequences.

"What's wrong, Mr. Wang?" Ping Xiye looked confused.

Wang Ziteng knelt down to Ping Xiye, "My lord, there are a lot of people. Nothing really happened to Mr. Jia and I that day." Wang Ziteng tried to quibble. No one will see it. Killing him and refusing to admit it is Wang Ziteng's current strategy.

Hearing Wang Ziteng's words, Ping Xiye narrowed his eyes, and it turned out that the information he got was true.

Ping Xiye never expected that Jia Zheng would run so far in this life that he turned a corner!

"My lord must believe me, the conscience of heaven and earth, how dare Xiaosheng rob someone with the lord." The anxious prince spoke out without hesitation, and said what was in his heart.

After all, he is still a teenager, not as mature as he was in his previous life.

Hearing Wang Ziteng's words, Ping Xiye suddenly had an idea.

"Did the prince misunderstand something? This king just admires Mr. Jia. Mr. Jia is from the Jia family, so how could he belong to me." Ping Xiye had a cold face.

Wang Ziteng realized that he had said something wrong, and he slapped himself in the face while enduring the pain in his hand, "That's natural, that's natural."

"My lord, please get up, what are you doing?" Ping Xiye helped the prince to get up.

"Many, thank you, my lord." Wang Ziteng stood up, and he looked at Ping Xiye out of the corner of his eye. At this time, Wang Ziteng had no idea what Ping Xiye was thinking.

"How does Mr. Wang feel about Mr. Jia Zheng and Mr. Jia?" Ping Xiye was asking.

"Mr. Jia is a handsome young man with profound knowledge and a person who can be friends with." Wang Ziteng said against his conscience.

He's not talking about Jia Zheng, he's clearly talking about Jia Amnesty.

"I don't want Mr. Wang to think so highly of Mr. Jia." Ping Xi Yemin took a sip of chrysanthemum tea.

Wang Ziteng's face turned red. He couldn't understand what Ping Xiye meant. Did he praise Jia Zheng or not.

"Your sister must be old enough to leave the court." Ping Xiye suddenly changed the subject.

Wang Ziteng felt something was wrong.

"My sister, my sister is still young." Wang Ziteng replied.

"Little?" Ping Xiye sneered, "Prince Wang really loves my sister, do you want to stay at home for a few more years?"

Wang Ziteng didn't know how to respond, so he could only smile dryly at Ping Xiye.

"Young Master Jia Zheng is a good candidate. If you don't want to meddle in my prince's business, how about I just be an old man under the next month?" Ping Xiye revealed his real purpose for finding the prince this time.

In order to keep Jia Baoyu from being lost, Ping Xiye made an early move to let Mrs. Wang and Jia Zheng get married early, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

Jia Zheng had the support of the palace, and with the backing of the Pingning Palace, he should be able to live until Jia Baoyu made his voice.

In Ping Xiye's eyes, the current Jia Zheng was a tool to give birth to Jia Baoyu.

"My lord, my lord is joking." Wang Ziteng's expression changed drastically.

He knew what Jia Zheng was, that guy liked to be bullied by men, and if he married his younger sister, it would be like pushing her into a pit of fire.

In other words, Mrs. Wang is also Wang Ziteng's younger sister. Although the brother-sister relationship in ancient times is weak, there is still some, and Mrs. Wang is born handsome, and the Wang family wants to sell Mrs. Wang for a good price.

It is not impossible to marry into the Jia family, but if you want to marry, you must marry Jia Amnesty instead of Jia Zheng.

"Whether this king is joking, Mr. Wang should know." Ping Xiye said to Wang Ziteng with a serious face.

"Jia Zheng, Mr. Jia is a good-looking talent, Mr. Wang thinks he is not good enough for a girl from your Wang family?" The tone sounded a bit defensive.

Ping Xiye said this on purpose, didn't Wang Ziteng misunderstand what he and Jia Zheng had, Ping Xiye simply let Wang Ziteng misunderstand to the end.

In order to protect his relationship with Jia Zheng, the prince must be pulled on board, and Mrs. Wang is the weight.

#Darkness Chencang#

"Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng doesn't mean that." Wang Ziteng lowered his head, not daring to let Ping Xiye see his expression.

Today's prince Teng is in a state of disarray. He thinks he has guessed Ping Xiye's thoughts and married his sister into Jia's mansion as his cover.

A son who has a family, no one will suspect that he is a crook.

Such an approach can be regarded as ruining Mrs. Wang, but from another perspective, it can also be regarded as Ping Xiye pulling the Wang family onto the same boat.

Is it worth sacrificing a sister for this?

"Prince Wang, go back and think about it carefully, and give me an answer in two days." Ping Xiye didn't let Wang Ziteng make a decision immediately, he knew that this matter of family status was not up to Wang Ziteng alone.

"Yes, my lord." Wang Ziteng agreed and got off Ping Xiye, he really wanted to go back and think about it.

"Then, please, Mr. Wang, Xiao Wang will not see you off." After finishing the matter, Ping Xiye issued an order to evict the guest.

"Xiaosheng resigns." Wang Ziteng saluted at night.

After Wang Ziteng left, Ping Xiye smiled. In order to make Wang Ziteng "think about it", he couldn't justify it without helping him.

"Come here." Ping Xiye called out the door.

"Master." The dark guard entered the door.

Today, Ping Xiye has cultivated a few subordinates. Although there are not many of them, they are at least useful, "You..."

Ping Xiye lowered his voice and said a few words to them.

"This subordinate understands." The dark guard responded.

Ping Xiye nodded, "Do it right away, don't miss this opportunity."

He looked at Wang Ziteng who had already left outside the door, and thought, "I am waiting for your news."

The author has something to say: the little prince who is obsessed with Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu: I'm a fan?