Jia Hu of the Red Chamber

On this day until it was time to light the lanterns, there was no news of Zhou Lin, who was supposed to be home early in the past. The eldest grandma Mo Shi didn’t want to disturb her mother-in-law Liu Shi, but the youngest son Chang’an was usually spoiled, and he started crying when he couldn’t see his father when the time came. Nao, Mrs. Mo and the nurse didn't listen to any coaxing, and it didn't take long for Mrs. Liu to be alarmed, and the fact that Zhou Lin hadn't returned so far couldn't be concealed.

But at this moment, Zhou Zi went to a banquet with Zhou Ze's visiting friends, and only Jia Hu, a grown man, guarded the big family.

Jia Hu volunteered to inquire about the news, Liu shook his head after weighing it for a while, and only let Jia Hu stay at home with peace of mind, and make plans after Zhou Ze and Zhou Zi came back, so as not to make a mistake in a panic and it would be unsightly, and sent a few more stewards go out.

Later, Zhou Zi's wife, Zhou Zi's grandma, also came to accompany her mother-in-law and elder sister-in-law, so Jia Hu took Jia Lian to escape and waited in the study outside.

Fortunately, Zhou Zi, who came back early, brought back Zhou Lin's message, saying that Zhou Lin was just troubled and nothing serious happened.

After further questioning, it turned out that the southwest was defeated, and the southeast pirates came ashore to kill and plunder, causing huge damage to property and population, which greatly angered Jinjin, who thought he would receive good news.

——The Longevity Festival is approaching, and the badges praising his martial arts and martial arts have already been prepared, but the news of the disastrous defeat in a battle that is said to be victorious, isn't it going to ruin his thousand-year-old name?

When something like this happened, the saint was furious and even demoted several courtiers who had recommended the general Wang Lijiang who had been defeated and died in this battle. If there was even a slight inappropriateness in all the papers presented today, the saint would have a violent outburst. After returning, Zhou Lin and other Zhongshusheren who accompanied Shengjia were naturally unavoidable.

Zhou Lin was better, and the other servants who obeyed the holy order and drafted the order to commend the southwestern soldiers in advance almost made the saint find the wrong place to fork out of the imperial city.Even so, Zhou Lin was reprimanded for the edict drafted today, and he had to carefully consider every word and change it again and again.

It is embarrassing that a group of talented scholars from the Imperial Academy and Jinshi once again had a hard time and read at night by lamplight.

Hearing that Zhou Lin was fine, he just told the officials to stay on business in the palace, Liu's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finally felt at ease.But Jia Hu felt that the second cousin was hiding something, and he didn't tell the truth in front of his aunt and sister-in-law. He just bowed out with Zhou Zi, and followed him back to the study on the pretext of asking for advice.

Zhou Zi naturally understood Jia Hu's purpose for coming here, and also knew that he was well-versed in the world.Now that father and brother are not in the mansion, Lian'er is ignorant, and the rest are women and children, Zhou Zi is very happy to discuss with Jia Hu, as soon as he is seated, he wants to tell the truth, but Jia Hu raises his hand to stop the conversation.

"Second brother is tired after a long time, why don't you use some noodle soup to protect the stomach? I think the second sister-in-law should have ordered the cook to prepare it. Since my uncle is still away, Brother Lin should be fine."

Jia Hu could see clearly that Zhou Zi was now in a state of confusion after caring.In this family, so far uncle Zhou Ze's attitude is enough to measure the importance of things, he understands the truth, but the second cousin is a little confused, so it's better to eat noodle soup slowly.

Zhou Zi also felt that his behavior was unreasonable, so he sneered and asked someone to set a meal, and ordered Jia Hu to be filled with a bowl, and the two brothers ate at the table.

"Actually, the drafting of the decree is over. Eldest brother is suspicious because of other things, and even his father is suspected, so it's hard to talk." Zhou Zi is used to walking outside, and he doesn't behave like other princes of aristocratic families. , at least he didn't pay attention to the fact that he couldn't speak at all, and talked while eating.

Jia Hu was frowning at a pot of braised noodles, and his heart sank when he heard that even Zhou Ze was involved in it, but Zhou Zi paused when he mentioned something important.

Jia Hu was about to urge her, but Zhou Ze put down his chopsticks and sighed.

"It's because of Shihou's business. The historian's Baolinghou, Mr. Shi fell ill last night. He said it made those black-hearted and rotten people in his clan vomit blood in anger. The imperial doctor is still on the way. The person disappeared. The eldest wife of the Shi family was frightened and angry after being pregnant for several months, and she gave birth to a girl due to excessive grief, so she followed. Someone took advantage of this hot spot to say that our family avenged private revenge and framed Shi Hou."

For more than [-] years, Zhou Zi's father and brother have been in charge of all major events, so it is inevitable that he is not prudent when encountering problems, because he usually sees Jia Hu's maturity and prudence, and he doesn't have too many worries, so he just said it out of the bamboo tube.After speaking, he looked up, only to find that Jia Hu blushed several times and opened his mouth to speak.Guessing that Jia Hu thought of the root cause of the feud between the Zhou family and Shihou, he waved his hands quickly.

"As an official in the court, who doesn't have a few enemies? We just watched that matter coldly, and we didn't touch anything illegal. It's just someone taking advantage of the wind to make waves. Father said it's okay, wait for the saint to get angry Once it's over, I will naturally let my eldest brother come back tomorrow morning."

As if he was afraid that Jia Hu would not believe it, Zhou Zi continued: "If you say that this matter has anything to do with you, it's just because you have a dispute with the second room in your mansion, and people can bring you into this mansion. , without you, there will be other things."

Jia Hu knew that none of his uncle's family would blame his brother for this incident, but he felt very sorry. He secretly vowed that next spring, he would be named on the gold list, and that he and his cousin would be arms each other in order to repay today's kindness. Enlighten Zhou Zilai, the two cousins ​​are better off.

Over here, the family's heart hangs over Zhou Lin's matter all night, and over there, in the Wang family's mansion in the capital, Wang Xifeng, the second daughter of this generation, is also tortured by homework and can't sleep at night, and she is pulling the sleeve of her mother, Mrs. Wang. Acting like a baby, she clings to her mother like a twisted bone sugar, begging her repeatedly.

"But my daughter's family is not well managed? Is the account wrong? Why did the master not allow me to do this, and he didn't let me touch my hands. He only found a few old women to teach me some sour things? Good wife, help me anyway. My daughter begs for mercy, except for books, everything else is fine."

Wang Xifeng Xie has always been a good housekeeper from Mrs. Wang, and she is very majestic in disciplining her concubine sisters, but she has no patience when it comes to playing chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and writing, and she can't read many big characters.

Originally, this was nothing, anyway, the Wang family believed that a woman who has no talent is a virtue.Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang suddenly changed his sex in the past few days. He insisted on raising Wang Xifeng to be an elegant and talented girl, and no one else would let her touch her. It really made Wang Xifeng miserable.

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The author has something to say: Orz's short story today was written by a certain Ying on paper, and then typed into the computer

People who get up at 11:[-] in the morning and go out at [-]:[-] in the evening can't afford it!

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