A visit to Fangchun

The Prince's Mansion of Nan'an sent a post to Jia's Mansion, asking the girls from Jia's Mansion to play for a day.

Jia Mu struggled to get up and ordered Jia Lian and Baoyu: "You two take us."

Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng felt worried, and came up to persuade Jia's mother: "Why don't you let the eldest lady take the girls, it's important for you to rest up."

Jia Mu shook her head again and again: "You don't understand."

This time, Tanchun stood by Jiamu's side, and said apologetically to Mrs. Xing who looked hopeful: "I'm afraid that this trip is because the concubine wants to discuss things with grandma. Anyone can choose not to go, only the old lady is a must." go."

Only then did everyone react, and they couldn't help but blush.

They are all people who are over half a hundred years old, and there is no girl who can see through them.

Before leaving the house, Mother Jia shook Jia Zheng's hand and lowered her voice, "You have to make up your mind."

Jia Zheng's body trembled, and he looked up to Baoyu.

Baoyu and Jia Lian were outside looking at the sedan chairs, chariots and horses, but they were not there.

After Jia Mu and others went out, Jia Zheng returned to the main room in silence.

In Rongxi Hall, there are sixteen nanmu chairs on the ground, and there is another pair of couplets on the hall, which are ebony couplets, inlaid with chiseled silver writing: the pearls on the seat illuminate the sun and the moon, and the front of the hall glows with haze.There is also a line of small characters below it, which reads: "My brother Xun Xiong, the king of Dong'an County, worshiped the handwriting".

Jia Zheng was sitting at the end of that chair.

Back then, Duke Rong himself was sitting in the front seat in the hall, and the people sitting in the two seats in the basement were not his relatives and friends, or the generals in the army. They gathered together, talked loudly, freely, and impassionedly...

But now...

Even Jia's mansion was extremely deserted.

Those old acquaintances formed because of the old man, some are drifting away, some have ulterior motives, some are depraved dudes, and some are drunk and dreaming of death.

There is nothing left.

No wonder people say that Junzi Zhize will be killed in the fifth generation.

Jia Zheng let out a long sigh.

It's better to step back and go back to the countryside to work in agriculture and study. At least I can raise a few down-to-earth children and grandchildren.Decades later, maybe Jia's surname still has a third hope of revival.

Jia Zheng raised his head, gritted his teeth, and called out, "Where's the butler?"

Lin Zhixiao walked in: "What is the master's order?"

In fact, because the Lai family has been placed under house arrest recently, he has been busy becoming a spinning top.

But today the third girl sent Xiao Hong to tell him specially: "Today the master has something important to tell you, follow closely."

Jia Zheng's eyes turned to the plaque of Rongxi Hall, expressionless: "Words spread, my wife was too sad, she tried her best to hold on for a while, but now it's getting worse, she's too sick to get out of bed."

Lin Zhixiao's heart trembled, and after a long time, he agreed in a low voice and went.

As soon as Jia's mother and her party entered the Nan'an County Prince's Mansion, the King of Beijing got the news: "Mr. Shi took the girls to Nan's Mansion. They chatted with the servants in the car, and finally leaked the news; It is said that since the death of Concubine Jia and the funeral of the Wang family, the great Wang family has been too sad and lingering on the sick bed, but now he is seriously ill and can't get out of bed."

King Bei Jing nodded, and discussed with Chang Shi: "The letters have been sent out. Now there is news in the palace, that Miss Xue is really easy to bear children, and seems to have a body. Our preparations are complete."

Chang Shi couldn't hide his excitement: "Once Wang Ziteng died, there was no leader in the army. The Rongguo Mansion was too busy to take care of itself. The old department of the Jia family had people from the Ningguo Mansion to pass the letter, so they must have no doubts. King Zhongshun is now being captured by the Dali Temple. The door of Biancha is closed. As long as we get a few Beijing camps from Wang Ziteng at this time, there will be no suspense in this one!"

King Beijing curled his lips, and his brows were full of joy: "When Miss Xue is pregnant, I will let her relax the emperor's vigilance. You should be more vigilant, and don't miss the news that comes back."

Chang Shi bowed to the ground and said, "My minister obeys the order."

King Beijing Jing laughed out loud.

Concubine Nan'an was talking to Mother Jia, and Yingxi went to chat with the Duke's wife, but Tanchun was not with her.

Tanchun was called to the study by Mr. Nan'an.

An Shihong went to accompany Jia Lian and Baoyu, while Feng Ziying sat opposite Nan'an Gong and Tanchun.

Maps are spread on the table.

Mr. Nan'an cleared his throat, raised his head and asked Tanchun, "Do you understand?"

Tanchun frowned, and it took a long time before he said a word: "This map is too rough."

Yes, it's as annoying as there are no pointers in the gardens of various families now.

Feng Ziying touched her nose, but said nothing.He also remembered the first time he saw Tanchun at Wang's house, and how this lost idiot was wandering around in the garden.

Duke Nan'an decided not to make trouble for himself, and stretched out his hand to point out on the map: "This is Chang'an, this is Ping'an Prefecture, and this is Xingyi..."

Tanchun shook his head and interrupted him: "If the enemies coming from these directions start to worry now, then I don't need to say anything to the Duke. We can all pack up and escape. The Duke may as well tell me , What is the situation in the Green Camp, Tongzhou Camp, Xishan Camp, and the Guard Office now?"

Mr. Nan'an straightened up: "You mean the Beijing Camp?"

Tanchun nodded: "Our uncle and master have been running there for half his life, and now, if not all of them, nearly half of them are still in the Wang family. Do you still remember that by accident, I received Wang's uncle? The coffin of the master is Wang Ren? This person is incompetent and mediocre, but he is courageous and has no sense of propriety, righteousness and shame. If he is bewitched by the old generals and staff of the Wang family, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be raised as a flag. What if he thinks of this On the first floor, you have contacted them through the person in the palace, and you have to guard against this part of the thieves."

Mr. Nan'an's expression was slightly dignified.

Feng Ziying picked out her ears and murmured: "I think at least the Guard Office and the Green Camp are still in the hands of the Holy Master."

Mr. Nan'an narrowed his eyes and looked at the map. After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Tanchun and asked, "Third Miss, what else do you think you need to do now?"

Tanchun rubbed his nose subconsciously: "Is the Duke going to test me? I am a little girl, I am good at embroidering and drawing at home, don't you need to know this? Stand out from the crowd? How did you and Shizi spread their manpower across the four kings and eight kilometers? Since everyone is a master of scheming, don't come to take advantage of me, right?"

Mr. Nan'an put on a serious face: "Does the third girl insist on forcing me? I am asking questions by order."

Tanchun rolled his eyes: "Ministers don't know."

Feng Ziying couldn't bear it any longer, and glared at her: "Can you talk well?"

Tanchun stared back: "If you're not in your position, you don't plan for your own affairs. I don't know, what's the matter?!"

Mr. Nan'an has a headache.

Feng Ziying sighed, and had no choice but to soften her voice: "Your ideas are always unexpected. If you say it, we can verify each other, so we can check for omissions and fill in the gaps. What kind of temper are you throwing!"