Ring Lord of the Red Chamber

The author has something to say: Thank you Mengyue Wuying for the three mines, thank you! ! !

I'm afraid I won't finish the next chapter before twelve o'clock, so let's put one chapter up first.

In the palace, Yu Wenxi temporarily withheld the paperwork from the Ministry of Officials, and only vaguely spread information about the promotion of some officials, so as to see the situation in the court.What His Majesty the Emperor was worrying about right now was the mood of this little thing, Jia Xiaohuan.

"Isn't it just that he was promoted to a first-rank official, and the official position of the fifth-rank official is not much higher. Besides, Uncle sent him to Guangxi, and he was still sent to serve as a civilian in the army. Don't be so fat The place is next to Annan, and the geographical environment is also harsh, which is tormenting people." Yu Wenxi pulled the little guy's face to prevent him from looking at him with a dark face.

"My face is not fat, but yours is fat." Jia Xiaohuan patted his hands away from the plaster, rubbed his face, and muttered, "I just can't understand his promotion, he is obviously a useless nerd... ...Oh, no, it's someone who didn't even get grades in school, didn't even pass the exam for a scholar, and just knows how to talk nonsense with those "deceitful" and "shameless" cleansers all day long..."

Yu Wenxi leaned on the pillow with a faint smile, looked at his little mouth opening and closing, and said after a long while: "Then Jia Zheng is always your biological father, so what if you let him go to Guangxi to get promoted and get rich? Think of it as repaying his birthright. Uncle has no control over how you treat him in the future, but this time, let uncle decide and pay him back for you."

Jia Xiaohuan was silent when she heard the words, not knowing what to say.He has lived his whole life, and knows that he has made up with Jia Zheng and Jia's family, but others don't know.If he hated Jia Zheng and Jia's family so much now, he would definitely be criticized in the eyes of others.Although Master Huan didn't care about this, Jia Xiaohuan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart when there was someone who could think of himself like this. Looking at Uncle Plaster, he felt much closer.so……

Mr. Huan encouraged him to stretch his short arms, hugged Yu Wenxi's half body, patted his back, and said earnestly: "Gao... Uncle, you are really good!"

Hey!The little bastard!

His Majesty the Emperor was so out of breath, he blew his beard and stared, grabbed Jia Xiaohuan's armpit and lifted him up, casually threw him on the brocade quilt aside.Seeing that the little thing was rolling and trying to get up, he stretched out his feet and pressed Jia Xiaohuan's ass.

The six-year-old Mr. Huan once again testified that the resistance of short arms and legs is fragile, and he couldn't get rid of the plaster with his teeth and claws.He simply shrunk his mouth, lying on the brocade quilt lovelessly, ready to cry for the plaster.

Yu Wenxi didn't dare to offend him, the little thing kept on crying, and he couldn't bear it at all.I still remember when he asked Little Things if he could cry so embarrassingly, he rolled his eyes and replied, "If you can cry a few more times now, you will be ashamed when you grow up."

"Tomorrow, I will go to the study room to rest and take a bath. What's the baby's plan? Do you want to go out of the palace to play, or just spend time in the palace?" Yu Wenxi pulled him onto his lap and asked, changing the topic.Counting it, it has been almost a month since Jia Xiaohuan entered the palace.

"Of course I went out of the palace." Making a note of the plaster in her heart, Jia Xiaohuan pretended not to care and said: "However, I don't need a day's rest and bath. I want to go back to Miyun, and I want to go back to see my mother. The last time I entered the palace, I didn’t say goodbye to my mother; then I have to go back to Zhuangzi, Liu San and the others are still waiting for me to arrange work. Uncle, can you help the baby arrange an identity for the mother?”

I want to go back to Miyun...

Yu Wenxi's eyes flickered, and she nodded Jia Xiaohuan's nose when she heard the words, and said with a smile: "I ordered someone to prepare it for your mother a long time ago, and I will let Yongran bring it to you later. Since you are going back to Miyun, then I'll give you two more days off, but you have to come back as soon as you're done. Besides...Yongran, I can't leave here, so you can go back with Huan'er, and bring him back to me safely. "

Accompanied by His Majesty's personal steward on the trip, even though Jia Xiaohuan knew that the other party wanted something else, he still welcomed it with all his hands and feet.Without him, given the current situation of Young Master Huan, I don't know how many people are staring at him. Once he leaves the palace alone, who knows what will happen to him.Jia Xiaohuan was very happy to have a talisman with her.

After sending Jia Xiaohuan away to pack up his things, Yu Wenxi pointed out a box to Li Yongran, which contained Zhao Ji's identity certificate.Zhao Ji (shí), a female household whose parents died and then lost her husband, is the identity arranged by His Majesty the Emperor for Aunt Zhao.

"Send this to Huan'er later. Besides..." Yu Wenxi tapped his finger on the book case, paused and said, "The kid is going to give work to his farmer, and you are also watching from the side. Look at what idea the little thing came up with again. He is capable, and I want to know how capable he is."

Li Yongran respectfully agreed, knowing what His Majesty's plan was, he made up his mind to share his master's worries with Master Xiaohuan.Lord Xiaohuan is a miraculous child. He has learned mysterious and unpredictable skills at a young age, which makes people wonder and look forward to it.

Now Liulifang, which is still in the hands of the Supreme Emperor, is really making money every day, and two or three million taels a year can't run away.Although it appeared that the glass prescription was presented by Jia She from the Rongguo Mansion, everyone who should know knew where the prescription came from.A child who is only five or six years old, how does he know such confidential things?

This time Master Xiaohuan is going to give work to his farmers, so he doesn't know what an amazing deal it will be, Li Yongran is full of expectations.

As a servant of the imperial court, he didn't know the situation of the treasury, but just looking at the extravagance of the officials when the Supreme Emperor was in power, he knew that even if the treasury was not empty, it might be full of melons and jujubes.But as the manager of the master's private treasury, he is very clear about it, and the emperor has no spare money in the treasury!

Li Yongran thought to himself, their master treats Master Xiaohuan better than his own son. Seeing Master Xiaohuan's attitude towards Jia Amnesty, he is also a person who knows how to repay his kindness. Illustrated.Of course, since he followed along as a slave, he would remind Lord Xiaohuan from time to time, don't forget the kindness of the master.

In the early morning of the next day, Jia Xiaohuan waited for Yu Wenxi to retire from the imperial court, so he set off from the Forbidden City by car without even having breakfast.The carriage drove fast all the way, and returned to Huangzhuang smoothly in the middle of the afternoon.In order to surprise her mother, Jia Xiaohuan didn't ask anyone to tell her, and ran inside with the wooden box in her pocket.

From today on, his mother is a person of status, and she is also the head of the family above board!

However, when she saw her mother, the joy on Jia Xiaohuan's face suddenly dissipated, her little face darkened suddenly, and her usually milky and soft voice also became gloomy, "Mother, why did you change?" Like this, but they bullied you?"

Between the words, he stretched out his arms to hug his mother, stared angrily at the servants in the room, and was about to lift the table.The servants immediately knelt down, yelling, "I don't dare to disrespect my wife, I don't dare...".

When Mrs. Zhao saw her son suddenly, she was inexplicably pleasantly surprised. She hugged her son and looked him up and down without caring about anything else. She couldn't bear to turn her eyes away.At this time, I finally read enough of the book for the time being, and saw that my son was about to make trouble, so I quickly slapped his ass and said angrily: "What are you talking about, my old lady has been working in the field for two days, and went to get some fat That's all. All of them are very respectful, you can't arrange people randomly."

"Mother, don't beat me, it hurts~" Jia Xiaohuan's complexion softened, and she pouted her mouth to get tired of his mother. After Mrs. Zhao moaned and rubbed the place where he was beaten, she asked again: "Mother, why did you go to the field?" , the farm work is very tiring."

"Hey, it's not that you are a brat, the old lady has become a black household, can't go anywhere, and has to stay in this village all day long, with nothing to do, I wish I could be bored to death A while ago, the spring plowing was busy, although it was a bit tiring to go to the fields, but at least I had something to do." Mrs. Zhao remembered her hatred again, and pinched her son's ear.

When she saw her son turning his face to make a mischief, she was amused again, and said: "Besides, this village is ours now, and they all work for us, so how can it make me suffer. I said I was busy in the field. , It’s just a few more rounds of shopping in the field, which is very boring.”

Mrs. Zhao didn't want to say more about this to her son, she held Jia Xiaohuan in her arms and asked him about his situation in the palace, and when she got the answer that everything was as good as it could be, her face was full of doubts.

After all, she is also from the Rongguo Mansion. Although she was only born as a slave, she also knows how difficult it is to be in a wealthy family, let alone the inner courtyard of the palace.

My son entered the palace somehow, can he really tell him that he is much more comfortable and happy than in Rongguo Mansion?

She really wanted to ask why her son was able to enter the palace to study, but after asking twice in a row, the child avoided him.This made her understand that she was afraid that there was something difficult to say, so she didn't rush to ask.

Anyway, she has already gone in, no matter what she does, she has no ability to get her son out, and now she only wants her son to be safe in the palace, to study hard in the study room, to be promising and successful in the future, which is better than glory. Going to the stone in the Guofu will make their whole family regret eating dung.

"Mother, take a look at what this is." Jia Xiaohuan put the box in front of her mother with a mysterious little face.

Mrs. Zhao glared at her mischievous son, opened the lid of the box curiously, reached out and took out a few pieces of paper inside, looked them over and over again, and her face turned dark.

"Little brat, are you fooling my wife again? Knowing that you don't know any words, you still make fun of me by throwing words?!"

"Oh, my son forgot." Jia Xiaohuan stuck out her tongue, not admitting it was intentional, and carefully snatched the pieces of paper, "Mother, don't dare to damage this thing, this is your new identity and household registration. You see, you will be called Zhao Ji from now on, you are a female householder with your own family, and you are the head of the family. With this, you don’t have to stay in the Zhuangzi all day, and you can go out if you want.”

"Zhao Ji?" Mrs. Zhao looked happy when she heard the words, and took the household registration carefully, looking at it without blinking. It took a long time before she pointed to the word "Ji" and asked: "Huan'er, my nickname is It’s Shi’er, but how can I remember that the word is not written like that.”

"Mother, the meaning of the word '姼' is good, it means beautiful, it means that you are a beauty. The word picking up you mentioned means picking up things, and it doesn't have a good meaning when used in a name. Let's not use that word." Jia Xiaohuan looked up the meaning of the name on purpose, and explained it to his mother in detail at this time, and also wrote a good word for Uncle Plaster in his heart.

"Okay, okay, this one is good, the beauty is good..." Mrs. Zhao Zhao Ji gently stroked the household registration, slowly hugged it in her arms, closed her eyes slightly and murmured.