Mother Jia of the Red Chamber is Unkind

King Beijing's face remained unchanged, he laughed twice, and said to the crowd: "There are so many presents, if it takes some time to find them, that's all."

Everyone laughed and echoed, all of them were clear in their hearts.When someone is not polite, they pay the most attention to this matter because of official etiquette. If there are people from middle- and large-scale families who record this matter, it will not take much effort to find it even if they send a needle, it is very easy.The Beijing Palace is an orthodox palace-style nobleman, and the servants are taught according to the training procedures of the servants in the palace. Will the work efficiency of the servants of the Palace be inferior to those of them who are officials?Whoever believes it, only ghosts believe it!

But some laughed, the Ningguo Mansion even dared to forget the ceremony of King Beijing!

Everyone was full of smiles, pretending to be ignorant, but in their hearts they laughed at the Ningguo Mansion eight hundred times.Everyone also took a look at the Elder She of the Rong Mansion, who was a hundred times stronger than Jia Zhen.In the past, they were so blind that they put the two of them together as if they were the same thing.

Look at the ceremonies and people, and you will know that Rongfu can be handed over, which will benefit a lot in the future; Ningfu, when it is broken, it will be broken!

"The king of Zhijun is here!"

When everyone heard the words, they fell silent instantly, and stood in two rows on the left and right, automatically giving way to a wide road.

The king of Zhijun is tall and strong, wearing a purple robe, with a jeweled jade hair crown on his head, and looks heroic.King Zhijun had a small mustache on his upper lip, and when he smiled, he was very handsome, and his white teeth were particularly bright.But everyone didn't dare to look at it, the king of Zhijun was notoriously violent, and he couldn't be provoked.

The king of Zhijun clapped his hands and ordered people to send him a gift.The eight-foot-long red brocade box woven with gold threads is unusually imposing.

As soon as everyone looked at the box, they knew that the things inside were not simple.

"Although today is your birthday, my gift is obviously for you, but it is actually for the old concubine." Zhijun Wang's voice was bright, and there was an unclear smile in his words.

King Beijing raised his eyebrows, not afraid of King Zhijun, "Oh? Then I want to see what good things it is, if it won't please my grandmother, the prince will have to give it a new one."

King Zhijun suppressed his smile and glanced at King Beijing.Everyone was worried, sweating for King Beijing.

As soon as the box was opened, there were ten ginsengs that were about the thickness of a woman's wrist.Ginseng is all 'white', really like a newborn baby.Everyone was stunned, they had never seen ginseng so fresh and attractive.

"Thousand-year-old ginseng came from the north as a tribute. There are only ten trees in total. My father asked me what I want because of my meritorious service. I specially asked for this for you." The king of Zhijun raised one corner of his lips slightly, and smiled crookedly. , there is a bad vibe, and there is a strong smell of danger.

Everyone breathed shallowly, not daring to make mistakes.

King Beijing thanked King Zhijun, and said by the way: "Counting the ginseng of the lord, today I can be regarded as gathering the rare elixir of 'reviving the dead' from Sanwei."

When King Zhijun heard that he had three tastes, but he was only one of them, he was a little surprised. Is there anyone better than him? "What are the other two flavors? Tell me to see and see."

Therefore, the king of Beijing recommended Jia She and the king of Zhijun, and presented the two things he sent to the king of Zhijun.King Zhijun had heard about the source of those two Ganoderma lucidum, and they were given to Lin Ruhai by his father.This Tianshan red lotus is rare, it is something that cannot be obtained even in the imperial palace.

"Where did you get it?" Zhijun Wang Huan glanced at Jia Amnesty, expressionless.

Jia Amnesty panicked and forced himself to stabilize his emotions, but his voice was still trembling: "My mother made it up. After trying many methods, I finally got advice from the old Taoist Baiyun in Kunlun Mountain. It took me a year."

"She has a heart." Zhijun Wang chuckled lightly, with a pun in his tone.

Jia She laughed perfunctorily, lowered his head, and dared not say more.Mother Jia told her that if she accidentally ran into King Zhijun in the palace, she must pretend to be honest.

Zhijun Wang originally thought that Jia She would say a few words to show off, even if he praised his mother's greatness, he should show his desire to take the opportunity to get close to him.I didn't expect this guy to be unexpectedly quiet, boring gourd!There is no prospect of observing people's emotions at all, so what can you expect him to do in the future!

King Zhijun narrowed his eyes and glanced at Jia Amnesty again, he was no longer interested, and bid farewell to King Beijing.

"Why don't you stay longer?" King Beijing Jing asked unexpectedly.

The eunuch next to King Zhijun explained on Saturday: "My lord was ordered to go to the school grounds, and the time was too late, but my lord said that I have to show my face at the birthday banquet of King Beijing Jing."

King Beijing bowed gratefully to King Zhijun, feeling very excited.He personally sent Zhijun Wang out, and he had something to say by the way.

King Zhijun raised his head and listened to the words of King Beijing, a little impatient.Isn't Jia Amnesty from Rongfu worthy of his solemn recommendation?The half-buried person in the soil, a famous bastard, has a bullshit future!

King Zhijun glanced at King Beijing in disappointment. He thought that he was gentle and courteous, the best at getting in touch with people, and he must have a unique vision, but he didn't expect him to recruit such a thing for himself.

King Beijing tried his best to praise Jia Amnesty in front of King Zhijun, emphasizing how important Rongguo Mansion's position in Beijing will be in the future.He really put all his heart into supporting King Zhijun, and never had any distracting thoughts. When he raised his head, he saw that King Zhijun seemed to be upset.

The king of Zhijun is used to going straight, so he told King Beijing directly: "The throne has been handed down to my father for four generations. Now is not the time to rely on my ancestors for food. What Rongfu, what Jia Amnesty, it's not me The rice worms raised in the Daqing Kingdom, what else can they do except eat. Brother, open your eyes and pick some good people for me."

King Beijing Jing remained silent, he couldn't change the eldest prince's mind.Since he doesn't like it, that's fine, he won't ruin his good impression in front of King Zhijun just because of Jia's amnesty.

After satirizing enough of the founding fathers like Rongfu, King Zhijun turned and left.Suddenly, he suddenly turned around and smiled at King Beijing again: "Choose him, I might as well get that Prince Teng back to order."

King Beijing was dumbfounded, and the King Zhijun who was looking at him said silently: "Prince Teng?"

"Anyway, you have to put someone on the bright side. You don't have to be too strong, Wang Ziteng is enough. Besides, if I get him back, he is also grateful to me." After King Zhijun finished speaking, he left a back view for King Beijing .

King Bei Jing frowned and stood there for a long while, biting his lower lip.I just heard the meaning of Zhijun Wang, which is to vacate the prince to take risks.Once the incident happened, they would draw their salary from the bottom of the pot and let him act as a scapegoat?

Everyone waited for a long time and did not see the king of Zhijun coming back, so they asked someone to remind him.Jia Amnesty felt bored anyway, so he took the initiative to invite him in person.The old lady said that the kindness of King Zhijun has to be repaid, so let him do a full set of plays today.

Jia Amnesty was walking in a strange way in the corridor, when he suddenly heard voices coming from near the moon arch ahead.Jia Amnesty pretended to be whispering something, knowing that it would not disturb others, and planned to pass by quietly.As he was approaching, he suddenly heard someone mention Wang Ziteng, Jia Amnesty became attentive and hid behind a tree to listen carefully.

"Go to Zhejiang as soon as possible, and hand over this letter to Prince Teng, the governor of Zhejiang, with your own hands. Remember that after he reads it, you burn this letter." King Beijing instructed softly.He has always been gentle, and even such orders are not used to the harsh tone.However, the servants all knew that when King Beijing Jing was really showing off his power, he was not ambiguous at all.

The guard in black took the order and immediately turned and ran away.Jia Amnesty waited for the King of Beijing to leave, and hurried to see the man in black, but there was no sign of him.It can be seen that it is urgent at this time.

Jia She smacked his lips and quickly took a shortcut back to the hall, saying that the palace was lost.Everyone laughed at him for a long time, and after a while, they saw King Beijing come back with a happy face.

Jia She hastily used the birthday banquet, complained of abdominal pain, and left earlier.As soon as he got home, he rushed directly to Jia Mu's room and reported the matter.

Seeing his sweating profusely, Mother Jia smiled: "My son, why are you in such a hurry. Even if the guard has three heads and six arms, it won't take half a month to go to Zhejiang."

Jia She was stunned, and scratched his head with a smirk: "Yes, why didn't I think of it, I forgot everything in my hurry."

Jia's mother sneered: "One wave is not calm, and another wave is rising."

Jia Amnesty was puzzled and asked Jia's mother: "The wave is not smooth, mother, is there anything else?"

Mother Jia didn't answer Jia Amnesty directly. After a while, she suddenly said: "In the officialdom, remember to keep yourself steady, and don't let people guess your scheming when you are in a panic. Calm down and make decisions accurately. Learn slowly, you will learn sooner or later." learn."

Jia Mu taught him a few words, then smiled and asked someone to bring him a plate of red bean candied heart and a bite of crisp.Regardless of Jia Zheng's age, it is best to eat the one that children love.

"The taste is good, the best! What, you have changed the cook here?"

"Our cook doesn't have this, he's from the palace." Jiamu laughed.

Jia She asked: "Is it from the old concubine again?"

Mother Jia shook her head.

Jia She was stunned, and stopped talking, "Could it be, Concubine Xiande?"

Mother Jia nodded.

This time, Jia She completely threw the remaining snacks back on the plate.Yuan Chun is the daughter of the second child, so he is naturally partial to him, and she won't eat the food she brings!

"Hey, I'm losing my temper. You can't change anything if you eat or not, so you might as well enjoy it now." Mother Jia smiled, and also took a piece of dim sum into her mouth. Mouth overflowing.Fortunately, she didn't go into the palace. If Gong Dou survived, she would die of fat.

"Mother, do you have something to tell your son?" Jia Amnesty asked Jia's mother hesitantly, with a look of doubt on his face, and he was quite surprised.

Mother Jia raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Not bad!"

"What, what, what's the matter?" Seeing the old mother like this, Jia She was afraid, and he panicked with a guilty conscience.

"Concubine Xiande is pregnant." Mother Jia said leisurely.

Without any preparation in mind, Jia Amnesty subconsciously pronounced: "Huh?"

Jia's mother glanced at Jia Amnesty, and said again: "First I taught her a lesson, and settled down for a while, but now mothers are more expensive than children, and they are going to die."

"Ah?" Although he said the same word, Jia She's voice was obviously an octave higher this time, and besides, his heart was even more empty.

"I want you to support this family." Mother Jia stared closely at Jia She, and just before he uttered the third "ah", she threw out the next sentence, "I'm going to Mount Wutai."