Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

Jia Amnesty boarded the boat back to the capital in the second year of Ruoguan, and Princess Baiyi also went to Beijing at this time.

The 21-year-old Jia She is similar in form and spirit to Jia Daishan. Mr. Zhao took the name Bokuan for him.

When you go to Jia Xiaozheng, you have to call Zhong Han.

Yao Qianshu felt that it was unpleasant to hear, and secretly complained that it was not as good as Enhou in the original book.

It didn't matter to Jia Amnesty, anyway, few people could call him by the nickname, he had his own title to use.

"Your Majesty bestowed the posthumous title of Zhongwu on my father, this is to welcome my brother back." Jia Zheng was also able to get involved in some official documents of the Rongguo Mansion, and this is an urgent report just delivered to the ship.

The death guard is called loyalty, and the mighty enemy is called martial arts. Zhongwu is the highest posthumous title among military generals.

"These are all false names, but Your Majesty really owes father a posthumous title." Jia She said, at that time Minglan promised to posthumously posthumously crown Prince Zhanghuai as Emperor Wen.

Wen Naide is beautiful and talented, and the world is latitude and longitude.

Everyone is dead, and no one can hear about posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous title.

Jia Zheng took this matter down and counted it as a to-do list. If Minglan didn't keep his word, they would have to do something wrong.

Jia Amnesty glanced at the rippling blue waves outside, and then listened to the ears full of immortality, and suddenly said, "In another month, I will be 21. Huo Qubing is 23, right?"

When he said this, Mr. Zhao even spit out his tea, got up and apologized, and wiped his mouth, "Master, don't talk nonsense."

"I'm just feeling casually, don't worry, I haven't reached the level of Fenglang Juxu, I don't want to die for now." Jia She smiled slightly, and refilled a cup of tea for him, "Sit down."

The problem of mouth owes cannot be changed.

Jia Zheng was 17 years old at the time, and it was time to discuss marriage, so Jia She said after finishing this sentence with emotion, "I don't know which girl is worthy of our Zheng'er."

The strange thing is that Jia Zheng was raised slowly, and he was no longer a thin bamboo pole, but Jia Amnesty's flesh never grew back. He was wearing an ivory robe, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing a section of his wrist, which was quite Some taste of weakness.

It's just that the eyes are still bright like stars, and there are shadows from the past.

Jia Zheng lived in the monk's temple for three years, and he has never been as fond of spring as Jia Xiaoshe used to be. He shook his head like a young monk returning to the vulgar world, "But according to my brother's orders."

"It's not good for you, young man." Jia She patted him on the back, "Shouldn't you need to teach this?"

When I was growing up, I became ascetic, and I didn't know if my brother could do it or not.

Seeing that Jia Zheng was in a lot of embarrassment, Yao Qianshu laughed and said, "Why don't you find two people ashore for a try?"

"I, I... I'm off to study." Jia Zheng stood up and ran away.

"Ahem, I'll follow along to see if the Second Young Master has benefited." Old Zhao also ran away. He had been a bachelor for more than 20 years, and he really couldn't listen anymore.

Jia She glanced at Yao Qianshu, "Whatever you said, I was scared away by you."

Yao Qianshu leaned over and pressed his forehead against him, "I didn't want them to be an eyesore here, I wish I could throw them all in the river."

"Get over it, I still have work to do." Jia She gently pushed him away, "If you have nothing to do... go and get some money."

I also figured out that this goblin can do things, so let's stick to my job.

"Aren't I your business?" Yao Qian Shufu leaned over again, groping up Jia She's wrist, dragging his elbow and said, "No matter how you raise him, you won't gain weight."

"It's not easy to get fat after being a vegetarian." Jia She said, "What's more, you use so much brain every day."

Mental work is also very strenuous, okay?

Yao Qianshu took a bite of him dissatisfied, "Starting tomorrow, I will eat five meals of meat a day, no, six meals a day."

Obviously, the fattening effect of eating meat was not great for Jia She, so when Shi Shi saw Jia She who had just returned three years ago, he could hardly believe his eyes, and couldn't help but rushed forward and cried loudly, "My son! , why have you become so thin? It's all my mother's fault. My son, Xie."

Jia Amnesty patted her on the back and sat down on the chair, "Mother, don't cry, I'm fine, I'm just thinner, I'm fine."

A beautiful little girl next to him generously came up to salute, "Min'er has seen two brothers. Mother, don't cry, brother is happy when he comes back."

She ordered someone to fetch water for Shi Shi to freshen up, and smiled at Jia She, "Brothers' rooms have already been tidied up."

Jia She rubbed her head, "You were only that tall when I left."

Jia Min patted his hand away, shook his head, and the tassels on the bun moved accordingly, "It messed up his hair."

Shi was hugging Jia Zheng and cried again. The three brothers and sisters tried to persuade him, and then he stopped crying, stared at Jia She and said, "What about others?"

"He's going back to the east courtyard first, isn't he afraid that mother will get angry when you see it." Jia She smiled lightly, "Let's have a good reunion dinner as a family in the evening."

"Go ask you to come with Brother Jing and sister-in-law, Zhen'er is very interesting now, running around." Shi Shi took the handkerchief he handed over and wiped his face, "Call Mr. Zhao and Mr. Yao together, After all, I have been with you for three years, we have to recognize this friendship."

In fact, Jia She was the Duke of Rong, and since Jia Daishan died, the Rongxi Hall was to be let out to live with the Lord Jue, but Jia She didn't care about this, the East Courtyard was very spacious and more comfortable than living in the main house.

Wei Ziqi is an eldest son, his courtyard is not half as big as the East courtyard.

Of course, there are also reasons why the Weihou Mansion is particularly poor.

Thinking of handing over the control of the East Court to his own father Jia Daishan, Jia She inevitably felt a little sad.

Shi Shi saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, "Go and rest, come back at night, how can you maintain a healthy body after working so hard all day."

She thought in her heart to make up for Jia Amnesty.

But Jia Amnesty said, "I'll go to the ancestral hall and offer a stick of incense to my father."

Jia Daishan's portrait and tablet have been enshrined in the ancestral hall, and Jia Jing would go to offer incense from time to time.

Except for the old ancestors, the two generations of direct descendants of the Ningrong Second Mansion are all above, Jiayan Jiayuan brothers, Jia Daihua Jia Daishan brothers.

Jia She lit the incense and said to Jia Zheng, "You broke the formation. The previous two generations were brothers, and we are three brothers."

That is to say, Jia Zheng has been with Yao Qianshu for a few years, otherwise he would not understand the phrase destroying the formation. He said, "This is growing up from generation to generation. When it comes to Zhen'er, it can be said that there are four brothers."

"That can only depend on you and Brother Jing working hard." Jia She said, "Here, when offering incense, I promised my ancestors and my father that you will also give birth to my share."

If Jia Zhen had no younger brother, Jia Xiaozheng would have to give birth to three sons. The task was not easy, but rather onerous.

Jia Xiaozheng: ...

"I don't promise, don't you still have an apprentice." Jia Zheng tried to take the crimson bead straw top bag.

But crimson bead grass was thrown in Jinling Jingci Temple to play with Master Jingkong. Jia Amnesty slapped the back of Jia Zheng's head and said, "Don't fool your ancestors with foreign ones, you must get your own."

Only a few days after the two brothers came back, the matchmaker had already stepped through the threshold.

The reputation of Jia Sheke's wife has not completely dissipated, and she is also known as the war ghost from Beidi. It is still a bit interesting to wait and see if they are well-matched, but there are more people who come to mention Jia Zheng, and the candidates are pretty reliable.

Among them, there are two families that have the closest relationship with Jia's family, Baoling Hou Shi's family and Dongping Prince's Mu's family, both of whom are prostitutes.

The King of Dongping County has been recalled to the capital, and he will be replaced by the son of the Duke of Zhen. Although the Dongping Palace is expensive as the empress dowager's family, it has not reaped any benefits in the past three years. For the empress dowager's face, she married into the Marquis of Wuping.

Her younger sister, Mu Wenci, was the girl she wanted to marry this time.

Jia Amnesty and Shi Shi sat opposite each other to discuss, and first ruled out Mu Wenci. Shi Shi looked at the Dongping Palace and asked himself, but Dongping Palace was too deceptive, she said, "I just married Zheng'er from a poor family. The daughter of the Mu family will not let her Mu family's daughter in."

"That's for sure. Although my uncle's cousin is good at needlework, she has mediocre talents and learning. Zheng'er won't like it." Jia Amnesty didn't consider family background at all, he looked at the girl herself, "These girls from meritorious families Son, the family background is enough, but everything else is mediocre."

Reliable, but not outstanding.

Jia Zheng can't inherit the title, and there is no such thing as Jia She's dying to give the title to his younger brother, so his wife candidates are lower than Jia She's.

For example, the Wang family could give Jia amnesty a beautiful young lady, but when it was Jia Zheng's turn, there was only the third young lady with mediocre qualifications. Of course, the Xue family only got a concubine.

Jia Amnesty thought for a while and said, "These are the ones who came to ask for marriage, but also the others, you can look at them more, mother. First, it doesn't matter about family status, and second, it doesn't matter about the dowry, as long as the person is good."

Shi replied, "I see. I will take Min'er out to have a look at that time. I haven't been out much in the past two years, and I don't know much about the noble ladies in Beijing."

"It's better to make an appointment earlier, counting the time when the Bai Yi princess will arrive, and don't take our Zheng'er away as a foreign son-in-law." Jia She reminded Shi, "But I estimate that Brother Wei's chances are high." some."

Wei Shizi passed away his fiancée two years ago, and he is not engaged yet.

In his letter to Jia Amnesty, he briefly mentioned one sentence, which was not as long as the one to Mrs. Shu.

And Mrs. Shu's son, at this moment, is having a father-son battle with Marquis Wei.

Marquis Wei said coldly, "Marriage has been the order of parents since ancient times, and the words of a matchmaker, how can you allow you to be presumptuous here."

Wei Ziqi crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you forgotten who is in charge now?"