The Traitor Jia Lian of the Red Chamber

Lin Ruhai sighed psychologically, and thanked him a few more words. Jia Lian answered politely, with a hint of politeness and alienation all over his body, which made Lin Ruhai feel sad.

Jia Lian didn't care what happened to Lin Ruhai, after he had fulfilled his due affection as a junior to the Jia family's married daughter, he waved his sleeves and continued southward to Jinling, regardless of Lin Ruhai's hesitation and distressed look.

First of all, this Lin Ruhai is not the present day, he has no time to lower his body and coax him submissively, and ask very softly, "Uncle, do you need my help?" Besides, the present day is no longer playing the game of guessing my thoughts.

Secondly, the most important point is that he has done his homework. Thinking about how Tanhualang used to put on airs to alienate his family's eldest son? !

Twenty years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

He has no other hobbies, but partiality!And Lin Ruhai, how did the Lin family secretly regard Jia Zhu as the heir to the eldest grandson of the Rongguo Mansion.In light years, there was a bias towards the two brothers Jia Zhu and Jia Lian in the past!

Regret now, it's too late!

He would rather support other people than the so-called influence of the Lin family in Jiangnan and in the Yanzheng.

Jia Lian left happily, but Lin Ruhai became more and more worried.

"My lord, the second master of Jia Jialian is just so proud of his horseshoe. When he enters the officialdom in the future, he will regret it when he stumbles." The butler of Lin's mansion poured tea for Lin Ruhai, looked at his sad face, and comforted him. road.

"Hey, I originally wanted to take advantage of my wife's death to beg for the bones and retreat to advance, but now I am directly seizing the love and let me continue to serve as the inspector." Lin Ruhai rubbed his head: "I have been re-elected for three terms. If I continue to take over, I am afraid I will die in office. Seeing that the princes are growing up day by day."

"Sir, don't worry too much. There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain." Lin Guanjia said: "In the future, when Jia Lian enters the officialdom, he will always contact you. The original resources of the Jia family are all in the generals. Among the civil servants, there is no one who can speak well. With you as a guide and recommended for him, he can avoid detours!"

As a confidant who grew up with Lin Ruhai, Lin Butler also claimed to know a lot about government affairs.A person like Jia Lian, who is proud of his birth, will have a bloody somersault sooner or later.

"This principle of mutual benefit and mutual help, I think he will figure it out in the future."

"En." Lin Ruhai frowned, and said, "Send someone to see what Jia Lian is doing in Jinling. If you can help him, please help him. After all, the Lin and Jia families are still in-laws."

"Also, send more people to take care of Yu'er." Lin Ruhai sighed: "There are a lot of things recently, so don't let anything go wrong in the backyard."

"Yes, master." Hearing this, Butler Lin immediately nodded in response: "This old slave will definitely take good care of Miss, but you..."

Sighing, Steward Lin glanced at the numb layer of Lin Ruhai's clothes, endured it, and didn't say anything.The emperor has lost his love, so he should find a matchmaker to look at him in secret first. After a year of filial piety, he can perform the six rituals and marry his wife as soon as possible, so as to spread the branches and leaves for the Lin family and continue the incense.

Not to mention how many times he has been secretly pointed out by others, but as the elder brother of the Lin family, since he married his wife, he has seen this kind of eyes that give birth to incense.Lin Ruhai said in a deep voice, "Old Lin, I know what you're thinking. There's no need to rush this matter. Let's talk about it later when we have a chance. For now, we should focus on the government and official career."

Upon hearing this, Steward Lin sighed remorsefully: "Master, this old slave knows his mistake."

"Go."

Lin Ruhai waved his hand, and seeing the butler leave, he slowly closed his eyes, took a sip of tea, and brought the Household Newspaper, thinking carefully about every move of the government, intending to seek help for himself.

It is too difficult to be a pure minister and a lonely minister.

At the same time, at the Kunning Palace in the capital city, Mrs. Cheng Enping said cautiously: "Your Majesty, what does your brother mean, we can intervene in Yanzheng?"

"The most important thing now is for me to take good care of my body and conceive as soon as possible." Facing his own mother, Ping Hou spoke bluntly, and spoke with anger: "Recently, my mind has become more and more unpredictable, and this In the past half a month, I have rarely stayed in the harem! Before, I used to go to the doctor's office every now and then. If there was anything, I would go to the Kunning Palace to sit for a while, but I can make side-views. Now I don't even step into the harem. !Damn it!"

Thinking of the child she accidentally lost because of Prince Zhongyi, the corners of Pinghou's eyes were full of evil, and with resentment, he cursed: "Then why doesn't Prince Zhongyi die!"

She just heard that Prince Zhongyi was about to die, so she wanted to use the waste anyway, so as to ensure that her child would be smart and extremely smart after birth.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please calm down. Be careful that the wall has ears, and it will ruin your plan." Mrs. Ping also felt distressed when she thought of her grandson whom she had never met, but when she saw Ping, her face was distorted, and her delicate face was filled with suspicion. With a frighteningly ugly look, his scalp tingled, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, you are strong as a mother, and you have to avenge the little prince! You can't show any lies now, and let the loyal faction be proud for a day or two." .”

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Ping suddenly remembered something, and said, "I heard that Jia Lian went south to pay homage, should we let him go without returning?"

"Are you going or not?" Ping Hou murmured softly a few times, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, suppressing the violence in his eyes: "No, I'm afraid Jia Lian has other things to do when he goes south this time besides paying homage. What you have seen may have something to do with the ceremony, and if you harm him now, you will also dirty your hands. Besides, I haven't relied on it yet!"

Touching his belly with both hands, he said flatly: "Once I give birth to a son-in-law, then hehe."

"Mother, why did you keep that little bitch Jia Yuanchun?" Ping old lady was puzzled: "Once Jia Yuanchun gives birth, it's fine to leave the mother and keep the son."

"Hehe, even if she gives birth to a prince, she is still just a concubine. Keeping her is useless except to attract the attention of other concubines and their families." What's more, if it's not my own child, if I support him to become the throne, wouldn't that be a wedding dress for someone else?"

"This..." The old lady Ping thought about it, and suddenly realized: "Yes. The Jia family seems to be a big deal now. No matter how fierce the dispute between the two houses of the Rongguo Mansion is, it will not be able to write Jia after all. Now this The Jia family looks very impressive again. They are the number one scholar in civil and military affairs, and they have concubines in the harem."

"So, there are so many people cleaning up Jia's house, we don't need to take action." Ping Hou's mouth curled into a wicked smile, "We just need to follow the steps. It's too early to intervene in the salt administration. But it can help Lin Ruhai. I heard that today is Duoqing? Then find a way to help him choose a good successor. This man, getting promoted and getting rich and dying of his wife are the three great blessings of middle age."

"That's right, Jia Min only left one daughter, so the Lin family's property is not the heir born to the step-wife?" Mrs. Ping's eyes glowed with gold: "This Lin Ruhai has been the salt censor for so many years. , even if you are an upright official, filial piety during the festivals is probably indispensable."

"Let's go to Haosheng to find one, especially one that is easy to raise." Pinghou said with a smile.

"Ah."

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"Second Master Lian, letter from home." Xing'er knocked on the door of Jia Lian's study room and said.

"Come in." Jia Lian took the letter, first flipped through the daily activities that Jia Amnesty narrated like a running account, and opened Situ Le's letter with a smile on his face.

Situ Le's narration was concise and to the point. Firstly, he confirmed that what Jia She said was correct and he was indeed very good; secondly, he attached an invitation card, which was the marriage between Wencai and Cheng'en Gong's eldest daughter.

Jia Lian flicked the invitation card with his hand, with a trace of puzzlement in his eyes.There are quite a few wealthy daughters who have taken a fancy to Tanhualang, so why did Wencai choose the Heing family?

The third is to use the metaphor they agreed upon to show that the plan to rob the tomb and dig a hole is progressing smoothly.

As the owner of the stolen tomb, he is very satisfied with this.

Jia Lian put the letter into the box, and said sideways: "Reply, let Lao Wang lead someone to find out the father and son of the Wen family, monitor them all day, and impose control on the Ping family. In addition, the life of the royal doctor Li in the palace, he The whole family, including kittens and puppies, whoever has anything to do with him, I will investigate in detail within nine generations!"

After Jia Lian finished speaking, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Don't let the one who has a crush on you!" Like Wen Cai, it is also very possible!

"Yes."

After Jia Lian finished speaking, he carefully put away the family letter, picked up the Wenwan walnut with his right hand and continued to play with it, and asked, "Has the master forger spoken yet?"

"Second Master Lian, this man has a tough temper and hasn't spoken yet." After finishing speaking, Xing'er was still a little helpless.

"It's okay, continue to be hungry."

"But he hurt himself, his hand..."

"It's okay." Jia Lian said with a sinister smile: "You don't have to worry about him now, you take people to the south, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Yuhang, and Xinchang, to collect silkworms. You want the best natural silk, understand? Tell the silkworm farmers that the price is not a problem. As long as the material is good!"

Xing'er heard the words and nodded.He understands that whenever the master is involved, even making a new dress is the top priority, and it cannot be sloppy.

After sending Xing'er away, Jia Lian went to the cellar where the master forger was imprisoned, and waved his hand to signal the guards to leave.

Master of counterfeiting: "..."

Jia Lian didn't care about "dead people", all he wanted was an excuse, and most scholars knew a little about the art of carving, but there were specialties in art.

The exquisite carving depends on the special professional seal carving masters and counterfeiters.

Unfortunately, he is also one of the masters of counterfeiting.Like the previous imitation of handwriting, this fake seal, etc. are common skills necessary to deceive enemies.

As eunuchs who can't get involved with officials of the previous dynasty, it is too common to use letters to frame enemies.In fact, towards the end of the dynasty, a qualified inner eunuch has to learn too much. After all, it is not easy to gain power, and relying on flattery and favor alone can only be successful for a while.

Hey... To be honest, I really envy the current inner prisoner!Knowing nothing, it can still be called an "internal phase".

The more Jia Lian thought about it, the more angry he became, and the speed of carving became faster and faster. Seeing that the forger who was originally caught from the prison looked at a loss, he said, "You...what the hell did you arrest me for? "

Looking at the jade seal that was about to take shape, Jia Lian picked up Wenwan walnuts to play with, and stretched his muscles and bones, and replied patiently: "I only need your life, not your craftsmanship."