After the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

This is not true, and that is not true, Qingbi was so anxious that she couldn't help complaining: "It would be great if the eldest grandma had already entered the door. If there is anything, you can go back to the eldest grandma."

Zhang Gui said in his heart, "Who says it's not?"

The uncle doesn't like his wife controlling the affairs around him, but he and the eldest grandmother are one, so naturally there is no distinction between them.

The most important thing is that these servants don't have to worry too much about it.

"Oh, don't worry about it!" Qingbi stomped her feet, "I'll go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of lotus seed soup to uncle."

She said, before Zhang Gui could react, she left in a hurry.

At this time, it was already late, and the lotus seed soup boiled in the kitchen was long gone.

When the Wu family heard that the uncle wanted it, he smiled and said: "Girl, wait a moment, there are lotus seeds and white fungus that have been harvested. I will make them for the uncle myself, and I will get them in a short time."

But what Qingbi cares about is the lotus seed soup?She just wanted to send some food to knock on Jia Jing's door.

"No need, the uncle is in a hurry to use it. There is no lotus seed soup, but what is there ready-made?"

The Wu family said: "With old hen soup hanging in the pot, how about making sour bamboo shoots and shredded chicken soup?"

This chicken soup is high soup, which occupies a separate stove, and the fire under the stove is always burning. Two old hens add it every day, and then add water.

The pot in Ningguo Mansion has been boiled for more than twenty years, and it is rich in flavor, needless to say.

When Qingbi heard this, she said, "That's fine."

She agreed on this side, and the cook on the other side took the sour bamboo shoots and shredded them, and then took a chicken leg from the pot, and it was not too hot, so she began to tear the chicken into shreds.

The Wu family took a clean porcelain cup, put shredded bamboo shoots and shredded chicken in it, and poured hot chicken soup from the pot into it, and it was done.

What Qingbi wanted was one bowl, but the Wu family had three or four bowls.If there is more of this, it is a filial piety to her.

This kind of thing can never be stopped, as long as it is not too much, Jia Jing doesn't care.

When Qingbi left the kitchen, besides a cup of sour bamboo shoot and shredded chicken soup, there were four small snacks in the food box she was carrying.

When she went back, Zhang Gui was still guarding the door. Seeing her coming, he hurriedly waved to her.

It seems that Zhang Gui is also in a hurry.

Qingbi asked in a low voice: "Is there any movement inside?"

Zhang Guidao: "After the burst of laughter just now, the uncle sighed a few more times, and there was no more movement."

"okay, I get it."

Qingbi took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the door, calling out, "Master, master?"

After a while, Jia Jing came out with a nasal voice: "What's wrong?"

Qingbi said: "The servant brought some supper for the uncle, please use some."

After a while, Jia Jing said, "Come in."

The two people at the door looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingbi pushed open the door and went in with the food box.

Jia Jing asked, "Who is that at the door?"

Qingbi took out the lampshade and cut the candle wick, and said, "It's Zhang Gui."

"Why hasn't Grandma gone home yet?" Jia Jing understood after asking a single sentence, "It's my fault that made him worry."

Then, he raised his voice and shouted, "Brother, come in."

"Hey!" Zhang Gui responded, came in hastily, and asked cautiously, "How are you, sir?"

Jia Jing's heart warmed, and he said with a smile: "I'm fine now, Brother Nai, go back quickly, don't keep the family waiting."

No matter in the past or the present, no matter what the situation, Brother Nai will protect him with all his strength.

Jia Jing thought: Even if it’s not for anything else, but for these people who have been thinking about him, he has to be patient and go on, bite the bullet and rush forward!

Zhang Gui took a closer look at his expression, and saw that there was no trace of gloom, so he nodded in response: "Hey, okay, I'll go back now. The uncle used the supper, so go to bed earlier."

Jia Jing turned his head and glanced at Qingbi's supper that was already on the table, ordered two kinds of snacks, and asked Qingbi to put them in a food box: "Take these two back home for the children to eat. I remember, your eldest girl likes to eat the most. This lily is crisp."

Seeing that he was still thinking about these things, Zhang Gui felt more relieved, and said with a smile: "Master is used to them. All right, I will thank you on behalf of them."

After sending Zhang Gui away, Jia Jing drank a bowl of shredded chicken soup and ate a few pieces of snacks, then asked someone to wait for him to wash up, and Shen Chen went.

Early the next morning, he was the energetic Jia Chengong again.

A few days ago, he had been on errands and rarely sat in the yamen, but avoided the fourth prince.

But now that his errands have been finished, and he has started to read the files every day, it is inevitable that he will look up and down with the fourth prince who is almost rooted in the Ministry of War.

The fourth prince talked to him a few times, and even used the prince as an entry point to get closer to him.

Jia Jing was a little amused: when the prince showed his affection to these princes, the fourth prince, relying on his reputation of being "unstingy", often ran on the prince verbally.Why, now you don't even hug the Buddha's feet, so you dare to use other people's favors?

He probably felt that since the prince had shown his favor to them, the prince's people would not dare to reject him harshly.

But Jia Jing made him understand: he was wrong.

No matter how the fourth prince spoke, Jia Jing just pretended to be confused and not rude, but he didn't pick up his faults, and made it clear that he didn't like to talk to him.

Jia Jing thought to himself: If you have the ability, you can go to the saint to sue!

The Fourth Prince naturally didn't dare.

He was rude on the face, but he knew very clearly in his heart that if the sage knew that he was poaching the prince's corner, he would definitely be the one to suffer.

After several failed attempts to strike up a conversation, the fourth prince completely understood Jia Jing's attitude. Although he secretly hated him, he was helpless.

Jia Jing offended the fourth prince, but made Shangshu Chen Qi feel much better about him.

Because, the third prince and the fourth prince are not easy to deal with.

Of these two people, one is the son of a noble concubine, the other is the son of a concubine, and the mothers of both are old people around the saint, so their backgrounds are almost the same.

In terms of character, the third prince has an arrogant temperament and a clean eye. He thinks that except for the prince who is lucky, no one among the princes can compare to him.It just so happens that the fourth prince is not the kind to be manipulated by others.

The two of them were only less than half a year apart, and it was only logical that they grew up together in the palace, went to school together, and confronted each other tit for tat.

Chen Qi is the cousin of the third prince, so naturally he doesn't like the fourth prince.

Seeing that Jia Jing doesn't take issue with the fourth prince now, he feels that he is a man who knows the current affairs and only fell to the prince under the pressure of the sage. Given time, there may not be no possibility of instigating rebellion.

I have to say that Chen Qi's idea is quite beautiful.

In any case, Jia Jing took advantage of the fourth prince's encouragement to slowly gain a foothold in the Ministry of War.

The marriage between Ningguo Mansion and Li Qianshi's family was set on the Shangsi Festival on the third day of March.

This season is the time when all things recover and the grass grows and the warbler flies.

Jia Daihua specially invited Taoist Zhang of Qingxu Temple to do the calculation, saying that it is suitable for marriage and for descendants.

Jia Jing was pulled up early in the morning to wash his face and comb his hair.

He was already handsome, but after tidying up like this, he became even more handsome.

The friends who rushed over early in the morning and wanted to help Jia Jing greet the bride jokingly said, "This is much more handsome than the last Tanhua Lang!"

This group of people included Jia Jing's old friends from the past, the bodyguards he met when he was on duty in the Eastern Palace, and colleagues he had made friends with in the Ministry of War. All of them were under 30 years old, and they were all decent.

When the auspicious time came, this group of people rode tall horses and appeared on the street, which immediately attracted the attention of the people.

"Hey, where did these young people come from? They are so handsome!"

"You don't even know this? Today is the day when the young master of the Ningguo Mansion married the daughter of the Li family, the conductor. Did you see that the one in the middle riding a red horse with a big red flower on his chest is Lord Jia .”

"Oh! This is really what the scholars said about the so-and-so jade."

"It's Pan An and Song Yu."

"Never mind him, he's a thief anyway."

"........."

Walking on Jia Jing's right was Liu Su. Hearing the comments of the crowd, he turned his head to look at Jia Jing carefully, and said with a smile, "Pan An and Song Yu really came back to life."

Walking on Jia Jing's right is Li Mo. His appearance is very correct, but he is still far from Jun.

In the past, he didn't notice anything, but after hearing people's comments today, he couldn't help touching his face enviously: "How do you think you look so good-looking?"

"Hehe!" Jia Jing laughed from the morning until now, feeling his face was going to freeze from laughing, "Heirloom."

Li Mo choked for a moment, but thinking about the old Ning Guohou whom he had just met today, he was nearly sixty years old and his hair was all gray, it couldn't stop him from thinking he looked good.

Li Mo was convinced, and nodded: "This, I really can't envy you."

He thought in his heart: If I work hard from now on, when my son grows up in the future, will I be able to obtain a girl from Ningguohou's family for my son?If there is such a handsome grandson as Chen Gong... Tsk tsk, just think about it!

Because there were people who specially calculated the time along the way, when Jia Jing and his party arrived at the Li Mansion, it was neither too early nor too late, which happened to be the best time calculated by Taoist Zhang.

The Li family was the home of military generals, and there was no rule to stop the son-in-law from writing poems. He just recruited a group of virgins and virgins from relatives and friends who had the same zodiac sign. They gathered around Jia Jing for candies and red envelopes, and then let him in.

Arriving at the door of Li Yuniang's boudoir, Jia Jing spontaneously took out a purse for playing with mandarin ducks from his bosom, and stuffed it into his brother-in-law's bosom with a smile.

It turned out that the person guarding the door was Li Yuniang's younger brother Li Qin, who was only ten years old this year.

Li Qin took the purse, opened it, and saw that there were three Ruyi golden fruits in it, so he smiled and called out: "Brother-in-law!"

The eldest brother-in-law Li Shu, who followed the welcoming team, choked, and slapped the younger brother on the back of the head, scolding with a smile, "Excellence!"

Li Qin grinned and ran away.