Rebirth of the Red Mansions: Jia Lian's way of turning over

The affairs of the girls' families became more and more intimate during the Spring Festival. After the Lantern Festival, the preparations for the Spring Festival ceremony will begin. Jia Lian no longer needs to go back to the border. The new emperor has already arranged for others to go To take over his original position, he can be promoted only after the examination by the Ministry of Officials.

But everyone knows that Jia Lian will be released later, and his role in staying in Beijing will not be great.

King Jing of Beijing, who had rarely returned to Beijing for the festival, really hated Jia Lian to the core, and started preparing to marry his side concubine before the work was done.

During the Lantern Festival, the King of Beijing Jing came to settle accounts, Jia Lian responded quickly, and slipped out of the mansion that night, letting Wang Xifeng and the eldest wife deal with him. Only then did I bring good wine and presents to the door to plead guilty.

Nowadays, Jia Lian, who is a rich man, brought much more valuable things and put them in a good posture. When he arrived at the Beijing Palace, the King of Beijing hadn't come to greet him, but the old Princess of Beijing brought her daughter-in-law to welcome him. He, as for the king of Beijing Jing, only said that he would go out to meet friends and return after a while.

This kind of excuse is really simple, Jia Lian is not annoyed at all, he shrank himself into the inner hall very modestly, sat there for an hour without even seeing the King of Beijing Jing and others, which shows that the anger really is not so easy to dissipate.

Until lunch time, when Jia Lian felt unstoppably hungry, the obviously much darker Prince of Beijing walked into the room gracefully, with contemptuous and cold eyes, glanced at Jia Lian, and sat on top of himself.

Immediately, the meal was served directly, and I didn't want to say more to Jia Lian when I read a word.

Jia Lian looked at him from top to bottom, feeling more and more guilty. The former King of Beijing Jing was so delicate, but now, Hei Cheng's body is still quite strong, which shows that he has endured hardships!

Compared with him, who has a serious job as a civil servant, King Beijing Jing, who specializes in repairing walls, is the hardest.

As soon as Jia Lian took a look at the food served, her mouth tightened, and she looked helplessly at the handsome young man sitting up front. Is it necessary for this person to punish him like this?He can't eat something so spicy.

Don't look at King Beijing, who looks tender, but is actually a rough guy in his heart. He is not only strong in martial arts, but also good at self-protection. He is much better than Jia Lian, a weak chicken. The key is to drink and eat spicy food. With guilty conscience.

On the other hand, Jia Lian couldn't be so frank and frank. Looking at a table full of bright red dishes, he really complained about his fragile stomach.

Afterwards, a jug of strong wine was served and a knife was burned. When these things collide, they are ready to kill!Jia Lian looked at King Beijing in fear, pretending to point to the dish with the most peppers, "My lord should like this dish, you can eat more."

King Bei Jing lowered his eyebrows, snorted coldly, stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, and then said, "The taste is not bad, Brother Lian taste a few pieces, so that I can test whether the hospitality is good or not."

This is a tribute to Jia Lian!Jia Lian took a deep breath, picked up a piece of meat tremblingly, pinched his nose and stuffed it into his mouth as if drinking medicine, and then a burst of spicy taste couldn't be covered, and it was so spicy that people could hardly breathe.

Wang An, who was partial to Bei Jing, sat there watching his jokes, without even taking a breath.

King Bei Jing picked up another dish and tasted it. After eating it, he asked Jia Lian to eat it with him, and there was already a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

After setting out such a meal, King Bei Jing just wanted to see Jia Lian crying and begging for mercy.

What's the use of a good boy hiding from him?You have to pay it back sooner or later!

After Jia Lian ate three dishes in a row, he really couldn't do it anymore. He couldn't stop his tears and nose.

After three bowls of honey water in a row, Jia Lian, who just felt a little better, didn't want to sit any longer, so she simply moved to the King of Beijing and begged for mercy, "My lord, you should spare me, I know I was wrong. "

"Then will you change it?"

"Hey, does the prince think that the small ones can be changed? The small ones are worth so little." Jia Lian said with a smile.

King Beijing Jing stretched out his hands and twisted Jia Lian's ears, and said with an incomparably bright smile, "Then can you not come up with too many ideas at once? Can you make a plan one by one?"

"Oh, my lord, please calm down. I can't do it right now. I'm not in a hurry. I still have most of my life."

Only then did King Bei Jing let him go, "You also know that you have half your life, so why are you in such a hurry! Do you know that this king almost sleeps in the carriage every day!"

"Isn't this just the beginning, we will gradually relax in the future, it's not easy to hold everything in our hands, how tiring it is." Jia Lian sighed and sat aside, "We made such a big fuss, and we can hold everything in our own hands." On the contrary, there are not many, which is really not worth it.”

"What else do you want? You are not satisfied with so much money entering the account every day?" King Beijing Jing ordered Jia Lian's dishes to be taken away, and he continued to eat with relish.

Seeing this posture, Jia Lian immediately felt something wrong, "No, was the prince able to eat spicy food that much before? Thinking about this journey, there is no lack of entertainment. Why do you sleep in the carriage every day?"

"Doesn't this king have slaves? How long does it take to come and eat directly?" King Bei Jing rolled his eyes, and ate the food that Jia Lian was looking forward to, very relaxed and happy.

Of course Jia Lian didn't want to continue arguing with him. The prince can eat whatever he likes, but he likes to eat lighter food, and he also wants to go to Jiangnan to taste the delicacies there.

Although he already has a chef from Jiangnan in his house, the ingredients are different and definitely not as delicious as the original ones. However, Wang Xifeng will not be able to go this year, and will go with him again when the child is born next year.

At that time, the situation in Jiangnan will always be much better.

"Aside from apologizing, do you have anything else to do when you come to the door today?" King Beijing Jing rubbed his brows, he was still sleepy, and it would be a hassle to travel around to worship the New Year during the holidays.

Jia Lian shrugged, "What else can there be? It's about welcoming the spring. My lord, don't forget about the wedding date. My brother-in-law might beat you up with a sack."

"I need an old man to intervene in this matter?" King Bei Jing rolled his eyes, "The old concubine and the concubine have full power to deal with it, and I promise not to let your sister Yingchun be wronged, but it's a pity, this king is tired enough, I'm afraid I couldn't get your sister to conceive as soon as possible."

Jia Lian also rolled her eyes, "I can control so much whether I'm pregnant or not? Anyway, my sister shouldn't be bullied so easily. My sister has always behaved well and never bullied others."

"Yo yo yo, that's an exaggeration. It's not like the king won't see you in the future, and we'll see when the time comes." King Bei Jing signaled him to go back to eat quickly, because his family's rice grains are not easy to waste.

Two close friends gather together to drink small wine and eat small dishes, and occasionally chat a few things about the court, and occasionally gossip, and get along without any embarrassment, it is really rare and comfortable.

The old concubine secretly came to take a look, and seeing that King Beijing could still entertain guests with a relaxed expression, she became even more afraid of Jia Tanchun who was about to enter the door.

The old concubine and the concubine in this house are relatives of the family, and they are not very close to the king of Beijing. On the contrary, they have a lot of hatred between them. Basically, the king of Beijing rarely sets foot in the backyard. The reason why the big guy knows it well .

I'm afraid that if Jia Yingchun breaks the current situation, the King of Beijing will really value him. If the eldest son of the Prince of Beijing's mansion crawled out of Jia Yingchun's stomach, I'm afraid there will be nothing for them behind.

However, Jia Lian is not easy to mess with. He has already found a few powerful nuns for Jia Yingchun to watch over. With the relationship between King Beijing and him, it is nothing to bring along a few slaves. He doesn't mind even moving the whole boudoir. , they may not be able to fight those nuns in the palace by then.

Thinking about it carefully, the life of a princess without an heir is not going to be much easier. She is looked down upon by others and has to live cautiously for most of her life. When her husband is finally killed, she has to fight with her adopted son.

Princess Beijing is the person who is least willing to join Jia Yingchun, but she wants to use this to get closer to King Beijing. In the first year, King Beijing didn't go back to the mansion much, and she has been outside all the time. No matter what he was busy with, he earned a lot of money, but his son was nowhere to be seen.

Originally, I wanted to take advantage of the New Year's Eve to catch up with the prince, but I didn't think that the prince was so tired that he fell asleep and didn't want to do anything. How could she talk about such things as a woman, so she had no choice but to put it aside .

The family background of this Princess of Beijing is not as good as that of the old princess, and she knows far less than the old princess. She knows Jia Lian's identity but doesn't care too much. No one will tell her about the things in the court, but Jia Lian's relationship with the prince But it made her jealous.

If the prince doesn't reuse her natal family, her status in her natal family will not be much higher, and she will not even have a backer than Yingchunlai.

And all of this, Jia Lian and King Beijing didn't care much, they had too many things to do, and there was no need to worry too much about having a woman in the backyard to take care of them.

Wang Xifeng is pregnant now, so it is inconvenient to buy a dowry for Yingchun. The Xing family, who is the concubine's mother, will naturally take over. After the gift list is prepared, I will show it to Jia Amnesty. Mr. Jia has been rich and honored for most of his life, and he has never thought of his concubine daughter. Yingchun was able to have as much dowry as Jia Min, so many good things that he couldn't help but be jealous.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs in the palace also helped organize the wedding ceremony for the Spring Festival. The most rare wedding dress was carefully prepared by the embroidered ladies arranged by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and it is now ready.

The ceremony of the side concubine is actually not much different from that of the main concubine, at most there are slight changes in the color and wedding dress, so Yingchun doesn't need to think that she will marry quietly.

The rather gorgeous wedding dress with exquisite hair and jewelry, and after careful makeup, Yingchun looks really glamorous and amazing, and that faint shyness adds more than a little bit of appearance. At this moment, Yingchun is going down to earth with a fairy Generally extraordinary.

As a woman, Xing was almost dumbfounded, so it can be seen that the Yingchun girl in this house is not an ordinary person.

Seeing this scene, Xue Baochai had to say that she was a little envious. She looked so shabby when she got married, especially when it involved her father and mother. Knowing about that matter, Xue Baochai would never face her again. Mother.