The True Winner of the Red Chamber

After saying goodbye to Qingsong Academy, Zhen Yingjia left Jinling the next morning and took a boat to Beijing.

There are two easy ways to go from Jinling to the capital, by water or by land.

On land, you can either ride a horse or a carriage. Riding a horse can be quite fast, but riding for thousands of miles is not a pleasant thing.If you use the so-called three-thousand-mile emergency report, changing horses but not people, let alone Zhen Yingjia, even the small official who specializes in this will peel off his skin.

Not to mention the carriage, there is no shock-absorbing spring, and it can shake the bones after sitting for half a day.

So there is only water, which is convenient.

The canal outside Jinling City allows Zhen Yingjia to take a boat all the way to the outskirts of Beijing, and then change carriages. It may take less than half a month on the way.

So Zhen Yingjia took Zhen Baoyu, boarded the big boat, and hurried all the way to the capital.

With the efforts of the boatmen and the favorable wind, Zhen Yingjia caught up with someone within two days after leaving Jinling Province.

Kang He, who set off a day earlier than him.

Seeing the speed of Zhen's boat, Kang He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Brother Zhen, please give me a ride." Zhen Yingjia smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about."

Zhen Yingjia arranged a place for Kang He, and asked him to pack up and salute. The original father-son party became a threesome.

Zhen Yingjia had a companion on the road, Kang He thought he could go back to Beijing faster, probably the only dissatisfaction was Baoyu, who used to be able to be with his father for twelve hours a day, but now he had to have one more for nothing People.

In the evening, Zhen Yingjia ordered the cook to prepare the food and drink, and went up to the front deck with Kang and the two. Looking at the scenery of riding the wind and waves, Zhen Yingjia raised his glass and said: "It must be so smooth in the future."

Kang He felt that the way he squinted his eyes under the moonlight made his heart warm, so he raised the wine glass and touched it lightly. Hearing the crisp sound of the wine glasses colliding together, an idea came to Kang He's mind.

Zhen Yingjia left in such a hurry, she must have come to look for me.

Kang He's eyes lit up, he drank the wine in one gulp, filled himself another glass, and said, "What's the important thing for you to go to Beijing this time? If there is anything I can help, just say so."

Unexpectedly, Zhen Yingjia put her index finger to her lips, "Hush. We only drink, let's not talk about those things."

Inexplicably, Kang He felt a little bored.

He watched Zhen Yingjia down glass after glass of wine, and felt that this person was a little different.

His earlier impression of Zhen Yingjia came from the materials collected by his subordinates, but two thin pieces of paper recorded Zhen Yingjia's life.

At that time, Kang He felt that Zhen Yingjia was a little stupid, really stupid.

Sitting empty-handed on a golden mountain, but only knows to follow behind others, obviously he can be the master of the house, but all he hears is other people's ideas.

And his decision to send his daughter to the East Palace was simply too bad.The prince had already shown signs of decline at that time, what exactly was he thinking.

Charcoal in the snow?Then wait for the prince to make a comeback.

Kang He shook his head.

But after seeing the real person, the impression is different.

The Zhen Yingjia he got acquainted with lived a bit...well, depressed.Although there is nothing wrong with his daily speech and demeanor, it can be seen that he is in some pain.

How could such a person send his daughter to the East Palace?At that time, Kang He thought that Zhen Yingjia was hiding clumsiness in front of him.It was also at this time that Kang He made the decision to take Zhen Yingjia into his pocket.

Then... Zhen Yingjia changed again.

The current Zhen Yingjia... looked very relaxed, with a smile on her brows and eyes, and she spoke briskly.

But if he had this character from the beginning, Kang He probably wouldn't want to work with him.But... I don't know how to put it, Kang He feels that the current Zhen Yingjia is very comfortable to get along with.

pretty good.

Especially in his current state, his clothes are a little loose, he holds a wine glass in his hand, his eyes are a little blurred... he is extremely attractive.

Kang He felt hot all over, thinking that he might have drunk too much.

After drinking for three rounds, the servants brought new dishes.

Seeing Kang He's eyes glued to her body, Zhen Yingjia smiled slightly and went to clink glasses with Kang He again.

Yes, he did it on purpose.

It's an act of blurred eyes, and it's an act of being drunk.

He decided to do something that he has always wanted to do from his previous life to this life, but has never had the courage to do it.This matter can't be done without alcohol.

Find yourself a man.

Kang He was the first person he fell in love with.

Kang He is handsome, young, and strong, and he is the only one around him who does not belong to the grass on the edge of the nest, and the only one who can strike.

Speaking of which, Zhen Yingjia was still a little timid.

Because looking for such a person, he has actually reserved a way out for himself.

Kang He's status determines that he will definitely find a wife in the future, even if he doesn't want to, he still has a marriage bestowed by the emperor on his head.

So Zhen Yingjia has already found a good reason to get together and leave.

But it was a bit sad to think about it, Zhen Yingjia shook her head, expelled that bit of sadness from her mind, raised her wine glass and touched Kang He fiercely, "Damn it!"

One grew up drinking rice wine of more than [-] degrees, and the other grew up drinking distilled wine of [-] degrees. In terms of drinking capacity, Kang He was completely incomparable with Zhen Yingjia. Even if they are half of each other, Kang He is still a little drunk.

Seeing that he couldn't even hold the food, Zhen Yingjia also felt that it was almost time, so he took the wine glass from Kang He's hand and said with a smile: "You are drunk."

Of course, there are two words left unsaid: finally.

Kang He didn't know what to say, and Zhen Yingjia called a servant to help him down, and another maid came up to wash the two of them.

Zhen Yingjia said to Kang He's men awe-inspiringly: "He's drunk, and I'm afraid someone will take care of him at night." After speaking, he frowned again, "Your Highness is honorable, so I'll come in person."

So Kang He and the others, who were experienced in many battles, and with delicate thoughts, sent out their subordinates who could be regarded as the magistrates, and handed over the master to Zhen Yingjia with confidence and gratitude.

The night was getting dark, and there were only Zhen Yingjia, Kang He, and a candle in the room.

Both of them were wearing white silk satin pajamas. Kang He was half leaning on the bed, and the orange-red candle looked a little warm at the moment. Zhen Yingjia sat by the bed and patted Kang He's face lightly.

It was just a couple of pats, but Kang He didn't wake up.

Zhen Yingjia felt a little bit frustrated, so she acted harder.

It wasn't until two red marks appeared on Kang He's face that he frowned, opened his eyes a little, saw Zhen Yingjia in front of him, and said in a daze, "You look pretty good looking like this."

Zhen Yingjia was overjoyed, but before he could do anything, Kang He turned over and fell unconscious again.

Well... the wine seems to be a little too much...

But it doesn't matter, Zhen Yingjia raised her voice and said, "Bring me the hangover soup!"