Ring Lord of the Red Chamber

In the next day, it will be Laba. Along with the Laba porridge from the imperial dining room, Yu Wenxi's imperial decree was given to Rongguo Mansion.It's just that in the huge Rongguo Mansion, the only person who is qualified to receive the order is the elder Jia She.

After thanking the Holy Grace, the Grand Master She took the imperial decree in his hands, with an inexplicable embarrassment on his face.

From now on, he, Jia She, will be the left servant of the Lifan Academy, and his official residence will be the second rank.The elder really didn't expect that the imperial decree for today's appointment had already come down after Xiao Jiahuan just asked him a question that day.

In addition, the imperial decree also mentioned the title of the first-class general on Jia She's head.

Since Jia Amnesty is no longer a rarity for the title of title, Yu Wenxi naturally has no intention of insisting on keeping it for him, and simply took it back.However, the whereabouts of this title was not mentioned in the imperial decree, and His Majesty the Emperor did not seem to intend to place it on Jia Zheng's head.

In Jiamu's upper room, the masters and masters of the Rongguo Mansion were sitting. Today, there was a family banquet in the Laba Mansion. Although the two houses were going to separate, the etiquette still had to be taken care of.

Although they did not receive the edict, it did not prevent them from knowing the content of the edict.As soon as the news from the front yard came, the entire upper room fell silent.

The Grand Master/Jia Amnesty has been promoted again, this...what to do! ?

Jia Zheng only felt that his heart and eyes were full of bitterness, and he didn't know how to face it.He couldn't imagine how he would react when he was supposed to meet Jia Amnesty later.

Obviously, Jia Zheng and Jia Cunzhou are the ones who are diligent, prudent and loyal to their duties, but why is he now dismissed from office.On the contrary... that virtuous Jia She, Jia Enhou, neglected his duties but got promoted repeatedly, and all the benefits fell to him.

The title passed down from his family was given to him, and once he was released to a real position, he would be from the third grade, and it would be even more remarkable when he returned to Beijing.From the second product!Jia Zheng couldn't understand at all, what was it about Jia She that His Majesty had set his sights on now, that he would use him so much.

Could it be that it's really Jia She's playful dandy?For the first time, the second master of Zheng began to question, maybe he should also change his usual style?

"What about the title? There is no mention of the title in the edict?" The eldest son was promoted, but Jia's mother was not happy at all. She had completely lost her mother-child affection for Jia Amnesty.At this moment, I can only hold down the diaphragm in my heart, and focus on the key points to ask.

It was Li Shi'er next to Jia Zheng who went to the front to inquire about the news, who was kneeling behind the screen to answer the question.Hearing the old lady's question, he quickly withdrew his eyes from secretly looking at the maids, and replied: "The young one only heard the imperial decree saying that the elder is allowed to relinquish his title, and there is nothing else."

Jia Lian raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and he couldn't help feeling a little longing in his heart. Could it be that... he just raised his eyes, and met his wife Wang Xifeng's eyes, and there were mixed joys and sorrows in it.

There was no hope for the title of title, but now there is hope suddenly, how can the couple not be made to think about it.

Mother Jia lifted the hand holding the teacup, but she didn't dare to throw it out after all.In front of so many people, she didn't get so mad that she dared to throw objects because of the imperial decree.

But, after all, the old lady was so angry that she gritted her teeth fiercely, but she didn't expect to bite her lip, and blood came out from the bite at that time, which made her suppress her lips.

Originally, he thought that he could snatch the title for his youngest son, but now that he looked at it like this, could it be said that he wanted to lose the title passed down from his ancestors?

Jia Mu's face was gloomy, but her heart was full of fear.If the honorary title of Rongguo Mansion is really lost, then she who provoked this matter will lose her dignity and dignity in the entire Jia family and even among the nobles of the Manchu Dynasty.

I am afraid that the reputation of Shi Taijun in Rongguo Mansion will be ruined!

In the future, when anyone mentions Jia Shishi, the only thing that can come to mind is the loss of her ancestral title.

Mother Jia's eyes flickered, swept across the people present, and paused on Mrs. Wang's body.The only thing she can count on now is the eldest granddaughter Yuan Chun in the palace, but this Wang family...is an obstacle.

In the huge upper room, the only one who can not be affected is probably the carefree Second Master Bao.He has always been impatient to take care of these things, and now he doesn't take it to heart, he just leans next to Lin Daiyu and whispers.

I haven't seen Sister Lin for nearly a year, and these few days are far from relieving Baoyu of his lovesickness, and I wish I could stay with Sister Lin day and night.However, Lin Daiyu was a little absent-minded, and she might not get a reply to Brother Bao's ten sentences.

Lost her mother at the age of five, and now her father, Lin Daiyu is finally lonely and dependent on others.These days, Lin Daiyu has been immersed in the pain of losing her father, and at the same time, she is full of confusion, hesitation and fear about her future.

Before her father passed away, she was entrusted to her uncle and told her to obey him, which made Lin Daiyu a little at a loss.During the years in Rongguo Mansion, she had never been close to her uncle's father, and she hadn't even seen her face to face a few times.On the contrary, it was her grandmother and second uncle's family who loved her very much. Compared with her eldest uncle, she naturally trusted these people more.

Lin Daiyu also heard about the separation of the two households in Rongguo Mansion, which made her even more at a loss.

Who should she send her to?

In Qianqing Palace, Jia Xiaohuan didn't know what everyone in Rongguo Mansion was concerned about. He was sitting on the hot kang in the Nuan Pavilion drinking eight-treasure porridge.In the entire warm pavilion, there was no one other than him.Apart from Yu Wenxi, he was the only one in the whole palace who could freely hang out in Qianqing Palace.

Flipping through a booklet in Jia Xiaohuan's hand, her little brows were wrinkled.As soon as Yu Wenxi entered the Nuan Pavilion, he met such a "little old man", so he couldn't help but frowned, and took the booklet away from him.

"What is it that makes you frown like this?" Flipping through the booklet, His Majesty looked up in surprise, and said, "This is a playbook, baby, are you still interested in this? I haven't seen you like to listen to it." play."

Yu Wenxi has adopted Xiaodong for so many years, and spent most of the New Years and festivals together. There are many plays in the palace, but it is rare for him to listen patiently.What's going on now, holding a playbook and flipping through it.

"Hmm..." Jia Xiaohuan moaned sleepily, and lay down on the kang table with her lips pouted.

That booklet was the playbook of "The Drunken Concubine", which was one of the Beijing operas that made him popular in the capital.The reason why he writes it now is because he is counting the days, his master will soon be in Beijing.

In the previous life, his master rescued him, and the master and apprentice lived together day and night for more than two years, but they never heard him mention his past too much.

Jia Xiaohuan only knew that the master came to Beijing about two years later, but he didn't know where the old man came from, so naturally he had nowhere to look for it.It's not like he didn't ask his master back then, but the master always put him off in a few words and never told him about it in detail.

On the contrary, during the day and night together, the master taught him a lot in bits and pieces, how to sing opera, how to make a living, how to be a human being, how to live... For more than two years, although the two were masters and apprentices, Jia Xiaohuan felt that the master was far better than the Rongguo Mansion. That master is more like a father.

Seeing that the little thing was lazily unwilling to make a sound, Yu Wenxi flipped through two pages of the opera book, and said, "Baby, the score is pretty good, but can you understand it with your little brain?" He didn't like listening to opera either, But how much can still be judged.

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand it? I wrote this play." Jia Xiaohuan slapped the Kang table and straightened up, rolled her round eyes and stared at the plaster, humming and said: "I can only write, and I can write it." singing."

Yu Wenxi said "Yo", raised his eyebrows and before he could taunt the little thing, he saw him standing on the kang with his hips crossed, and then...

Jia Xiaohuan looked back sideways, her eyebrows and eyes turned tactfully, her gaze towards Uncle Plaster was full of charm and charm, her red lips parted slightly, and she sang: "It's hard to donate beauty by nature, and it's a year of feasting and wine; there are three thousand people in the six palaces, and three thousand favors." All in one..."

I was already so excited by those eyes, but when the clear voice of Tian Lai came into my ears, Yu Wenxi felt his heart tense, and he couldn't speak anymore, "Bao..."

Three thousand pets all in one!

"Hmph, sounds good, haven't you heard of it! Uncle, don't look down on people. If I, Mr. Huan, were to sing in an opera, he would have to be a famous actor no matter what. I don't know how many people will chase after him." It was only a few words. After being too addicted, Jia Xiaohuan stopped and raised her chin at Uncle Plaster, "Say, Uncle, does it sound good?"

"Uh...it sounds good, it sounds very good!" Yu Wenxi seemed to be a little distracted, and was startled by Jia Xiaohuan's feet, and quickly praised.But I don't know if it's because I still want to finish it, or because I don't want Jia Xiaohuan to be too complacent, and said: "Why do you only sing these two lines, do you know these two lines, and don't know how to sing the rest?"

After being praised by Uncle Plaster, Jia Xiaohuan was so proud that she curled her lips and said, "Whether you can sing or not, Uncle will know later. When Uncle makes me happy, I will sing a few more lines for Uncle."

In the past, he sang plays for the plaster family, but now he wants to hear Master Huan open his voice, hum, just wait!

His Majesty the Emperor didn't know that he was innocent, so he twisted the tip of the little thing's nose regretfully, and put the matter behind him.He just didn't care about it, he just felt itchy, but in fact he didn't want Jia Huan to deal with drama more.

"The imperial decree for Jia's amnesty has been issued. Baby, do you really want the title of Rongguo Mansion?" Yu Wenxi pulled Jia Xiaohuan to sit beside him, as if he wanted to have a long talk, "After the new year, you will I'm thirteen, and I should be able to take on some errands to share my uncle's worries."

Jia Xiaohuan, on the other hand, was a lazy one. He leaned squarely on Uncle Plaster, yawned and said, "I don't care much about things from the Rongguo Mansion. If I want a title, I will work hard to earn it myself. I don't need to touch it." That bit of flirting in the old Jia’s house. Besides, I still have uncle, can uncle treat me badly?”

Yu Wenxi listened to these words, and didn't mind that this kid used himself as a pillow, "He's very sweet at the moment, uncle really has to reuse our baby. Since you want to earn a title by yourself, then stay Be a little bodyguard next to Uncle in two years, and be able to go to the army to hone in two years."

"This kid!" Before he could finish his words, the little thing had already fallen asleep with his arms around his waist. Yu Wenxi shook his head helplessly and laughed, and quickly carried him back to the bed and settled him down.

The author has something to say: Thank you Mengyue Wuying for mine, thank you! ! !

This month's update is not normal, there are only a few chapters, sorry.Now things are basically done, at least next month's update will be normal.