[Red Chamber] Jia Huan's Army

On this day, Jia Huan sneaked out of Jia's mansion and wandered in the streets, nicknamed "Thinking about life".Of course, in fact, this kind of behavior is not once or twice. At the beginning, it was really the idea of ​​looking for a suitable job, but after several times of searching to no avail, sneaking out of Jia's mansion became a kind of pure relaxation. .Given that Jia Huan is only young now, it is impossible to go to those wandering places back then. Of course, even if he can go to Jia Huan now, he himself does not want to go back to the old way.

Therefore, Jia Huan, who slipped out, could only look around in the middle and east of the busy street, and take a look at the flowers.Wait until it's almost time before sneaking back to Jia's mansion.But today Jia Huan encountered trouble.

Jia Huan looked at the young man covering his mouth in horror, a thick bloody smell came to his nostrils, almost suffocating him.Jia Huan restrained his urge to tremble, judging from the other party's unabated aura that the other party didn't seem to want his own life, so he was slightly relieved, and asked in an unsteady voice: "This strong man, you can't beat the yellow mouth!" My son, it is absolutely harmless to you, if I can spare my next life, there will be no repayment for you..."

The young man looked at Jia Huan, who was trying to be calm but didn't understand the words, deliberately lowered his voice and threatened: "You have seen my face, what if you say it? Only the dead can do it." It's reassuring..." After finishing speaking, he gave Jia Huan a meaningful look.

Jia Huan's eyes turned black when he heard it, and his feet felt weak, and he showed a flattering smile that was uglier than crying at the young man, hoping that the other party would forgive him.

Seeing Jia Huan's handsome little face showing a bit of obscenity due to the flattering smile, the young man couldn't help frowning, resisting the urge to use violence to make him change, took out his token from his bosom, and ordered: " Take this and send it to Nan'an Prince's Mansion, don't play tricks, young master of Jia's Mansion!"

Jia Huan was overjoyed when he heard that, thinking who would care if it was delivered or not.But who would have expected that this young man full of evil spirits would be able to point out his identity.Jia Huan was shocked, and he had no choice but to follow the boy's instructions regardless of his previous bad intentions.But feeling unwilling, he had no choice but to stare at the young man fiercely.

Who would have thought that this weird young man smiled instead of anger, and praised: "This is just like a man, boy, don't babble, hurry up and send it to Nan'an Palace, you will benefit if you do it well!"

Jia Huan tried his best to stabilize his fluttering pace, and hurried towards Nan'an Palace, recalling the young man's ferocious appearance and his bandit tone, he became more and more sure that the other party was a bandit who came to revenge.No one in this dynasty knows the achievements of Nan'an Wangfu and Hefu in suppressing bandits and defending against the enemy. The men of the Wangfu will be trained in the barracks from the age of the general manager, and will be sent to the frontier to be stationed directly after three or five years, and they will rarely return to Beijing.It can be said that most of the peace of the dynasty stems from the contribution of Nan'an Palace.But this is not counted. What surprised the world most is that a king of a different surname with such a high achievement should be feared by the present, but he just got a king with an iron hat, which is the only one in this dynasty.Jia Huan made up his mind to tell Nan'an Wang Guanshi his speculation, so as to sell a benefit, in case he asks for it in the future.

When Jia Huan actually took the letter and met the chief steward of the palace, he dared not say those coquettish words again.Strange to say, the chief manager reckoned that he had just been crowned and had a gentle and handsome appearance, but Jia Huan was stared at by him with a half-smile and was covered in cold sweat, so he couldn't help putting away his wretched air.

"You have something for me?" Young Wenxiu asked with a smile, his attitude was very amiable.

Jia Huan nodded, handed over the letter in his hand, described the whole process of being coerced in this way, and finally couldn't help but reminded: "Looking at his full of rage, he is probably a bandit, this kind of reckless man If you really want to risk your life, the family should make some preparations earlier."

The manager still had that tepid look, and said with a smile: "On behalf of our lord, I would like to thank you, young master, for your kindness."

Jia Huan was most afraid of dealing with this kind of people who couldn't see the depth. Hearing such polite but alienated words, he felt very bored, and couldn't say anything more, so he had to leave, "It's getting late, I I have to go back, I'm afraid it's too late."

This time, the young steward was very enthusiastic and sent a coachman to take Jia Huan back, and even prepared a thoughtful thank you gift.Because there are people from the Nan'an Prince's Mansion, and they said politely, "The third son of your mansion has helped our prince, a little thank you, and a heartfelt chat." Jia Huan was punished for slipping out of the house without permission, and Mrs. Wang, who had always been fasting and praying to Buddha, was furious in private.Naturally, the Nan'an Palace gave the thank you gift to Jia Zheng, but it made Jia Zheng pay attention to this bastard who had never cared about him.The original impression was only that the child was timid and shy, but he didn't expect to get the attention of Nan'an Palace.Although Jia Zheng is pedantic, he has been honed in the officialdom for dozens of years, so he naturally understands the pros and cons.This side of Jia Zheng was determined to bring up this bastard with a promising future, but Jia Huan over there fell ill again.

This time I really don't blame Mrs. Wang.Jia Huan went back to the yard by himself, thinking about left and right, and kept fidgeting. For a while, he was afraid that the young man full of gangsters would come to settle the score. Thinking of being in the limelight, Mrs. Wang would embarrass her.Jia Huan was terrified by the messy thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't find anyone to discuss with him, so he just gave up thinking about it and pretended to be sick.

Naturally, the treatment of illness this time was different from the past, the mansion specially invited a familiar imperial physician, and Jia Zheng often visited him personally.Even Jia's mother, who has always had this grandson for nothing, was shocked, and even rewarded a few old ginseng.

After all this, Jia Huan, who was just trying to hide from the peace, complained endlessly.Perhaps because of his state of mind, in Jia Zheng's eyes, this youngest son has indeed improved a lot.At least the cold pussy on his body is gone.But I thought that if Jia Huan wanted to keep King Nan'an's interest, it would be best if he could go to the battlefield with the army and make contributions, but in this way, the physical fitness of the youngest son would not be enough.Jia Zheng stroked his beard, thinking about helping his younger son find a martial arts master.Then she thought that Zhu'er had gone early because of her frailty and sickness, so she decided to discuss with Mrs. Wang and ask Baoyu and Lan'er to practice with her.

Of course, Jia Huan, who was full of regret and fear at this time, had no idea what his father was up to, nor did he think that he would embark on a path that was completely incapable of imagination because of such a small twists and turns.