The Red Mansions

Chapter 1448 Jia Heng: No, are you serious? (3 more chapters, please give me a monthly ticket!)

Chapter 1448 Jia Heng: No, are you serious? (Three more chapters, please give me a monthly ticket!)

Rongguo Mansion, Rongqing Hall

Grandmother Jia was sitting with Aunt Xue and Madam Xing, talking and laughing. Madam Wang was sitting beside them, holding a string of Buddhist beads and fiddling with them gently, with a dazed look on her fair face.

It’s no longer a question of how many flies you eat, but complete numbness and despair.

There is no question of jealousy, the gap is so huge that I can only look up to him.

There have been only four princes since the founding of the country.

"Madam, the master is here." At this moment, a nanny in bright clothes entered the hall, with a smile on her face, and spoke softly.

As they were talking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, followed by Jia Heng and Feng Ji coming quickly from the outside and entering the hall.

Everyone looked at the young man in the python costume.

And Yuanyang, standing behind Lady Jia, with her oval face as white as jade and dotted with freckles, was filled with inexplicable joy.

Grandmother Jia smiled, her old eyes full of joy at seeing her descendants, and said, "Brother Heng is here."

Jia Heng looked at Grandmother Jia with a gaze that was as sharp as dew, and said softly, "Hello, old lady."

"Heng'er, please sit down." Jia's mother looked at Jia Heng with a smile in her old eyes and asked directly, "Heng'er, I heard from outside that you were named a prince in the palace. What's the matter?"

At this moment, Aunt Xue's eyes were as clear as water as she stared at the young man in the python robe, her fair face full of expectation.

Jia Heng nodded, and said in a cheerful tone: "Old lady, I just sent the angel away. It is indeed thanks to the great grace of the Holy Emperor that he conferred the title of a prince on me."

With Jia Heng's confirmation, the atmosphere in Rongqing Hall suddenly reached a climax and became more and more heated and noisy.

Aunt Xue was laughing so hard that she couldn't stop.

Grandmother Jia smiled and said, "Good, good, it will be a great honor for our family if Heng is given a title."

Back then, the brothers Jia Yan and Jia Yuan, who made great contributions to the founding of the country, were just dukes, but their descendants later produced such a remarkable figure.

The title of a prince is hereditary and is closely related to the country. There is no need to worry that the title will be gradually weakened as it is passed down from generation to generation.

It is equivalent to the ancestors passing on all the suffering they should have suffered to their descendants at once.

Aunt Xue's handkerchief was undoubtedly clenched tightly in her hand, and her fair face showed a hint of anticipation.

I almost blurted out the words that had been turning over in my mind.

Does that mean that...there is also a place for Baoyatou among the four concubines?

After all, she had made many embarrassing mistakes in the past, so Aunt Xue didn't dare to ask too many questions at this moment, for fear of making a fool of herself again.

Jia Heng sat down and said with emotion: "It is also a meeting between the monarch and his subjects, a meeting of great fortunes."

This is often the case. A person's achievements depend not only on personal efforts, but also on the progress of history.

Grandmother Jia chuckled, her eyes full of joy, and said, "Brother Heng, after the title of Prince is conferred this time, will your family celebrate?"

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said, "The emperor is in poor health and is recuperating in the palace. Although I was granted the title of a prince due to the emperor's great grace, I should not be too ostentatious. I am now in a situation where I am superior to others and people will criticize me. I need to hide my shortcomings."

He also needs to keep a low profile now and worry about being slandered and ridiculed.

Grandmother Jia said: "It's just to offer sacrifices to the ancestors and comfort them."

Jia Heng nodded and said, "This is filial piety and the law of nature. There is no harm in it, but you can't have a big banquet for the guests."

Grandmother Jia smiled kindly and said, "That's right."

After thinking for a while, Jia's mother asked again: "Brother Heng, the title of a county prince has four concubines. Have you thought about it?"

Needless to say, the princess is undoubtedly Qin Keqing, the first wife, there is no doubt about it.

Jia Heng said: "I do have some ideas."

Curiosity appeared in Jia's old eyes, and she asked, "Why do you say that?"

Aunt Xue's heart almost jumped into her throat at this moment, and she almost pricked up her ears to listen.

Although Mrs. Wang looked as if it had nothing to do with her and that it was none of her business, she was actually a little curious at this moment.

Or maybe gossip is a woman's nature, and Mrs. Wang was also somewhat curious about how Jia Heng would arrange things.

But suddenly an old story came to her mind. If it weren't for this person's interference, perhaps her eldest daughter would have become the King of Chu's concubine.

Jia Heng thought for a moment and said softly, "Xianning, Chanyue, Yaruo and the others all have their own titles and will not occupy the title of concubines, so the concubines are Sister Lin and Sister Xue. The other one is Song Yan, who is the niece of the Queen and cannot be wronged."

Grandmother Jia smiled and said, "That's right. A noble lady from the royal family should be more pampered and should not be treated unfairly."

When Aunt Xue heard "Sister Lin and Sister Xue", she felt relieved, but then she felt a little disappointed.

After all, she is a concubine.

If they are not wives of dukes of the same rank, can't there be three principal wives in one family?

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said, "There is another concubine, I am still thinking about which one to give it to."

Apart from the Zhen family, no other family is suitable. Otherwise, he would like to give it to Xiu Yan.

He rather likes Xiuyan's carefree and easygoing personality, but because he and Xing Xiuyan got engaged later, if he takes over later, it will easily cause resentment in the backyard.

As development enters the stable period of the "stock era", the cake can no longer be made bigger, and everyone will focus on how to divide the cake.

Grandmother Jia smiled and said warmly, "You can think about it slowly."

Jia Heng added: "As for the others, they are all imperial ladies, so we won't treat them unfairly."

Of course, a maid-born lady's rank could not compare to a girl from a respectable family.

It can be said that even an ordinary prince would not ask the court for too many imperial edicts, but he was an exception.

After all, his reputation as a lustful person was well-known in Beijing, so these problems were already commonplace to the people of Beijing.

Madam Xing looked at the young man in the python robe with a smile, calculating the status her niece could get, which would probably be a lady of honor.

But isn't there another position for a concubine? How great would it be if Xiuyan got it?

At that time, Mrs. Xing was just thinking this way, because she also knew that Xing Xiuyan came from a disadvantaged family.

A poor family, not a noble lady.

After they talked for a while, Grandmother Jia smiled and said, "I'll keep you here for a while longer. Go to the backyard to see Bao and Lin."

Jia Heng nodded, without saying anything else, and stood up.

At this moment, Sister Feng smiled, moved her round and straight body up from the chair, her beautiful eyes overflowing with charm, and said, "I'll see Brother Heng off."

Having said this, he and Ping'er went to see him off.

The two were walking along a long corridor. It was afternoon at this moment, and the warm sunlight of early winter shone on them. The branches in the courtyard were covered with a thin layer of snow, white and crystal clear.

Sister Feng's phoenix eyes sparkled with inexplicable charm under her drooping eyebrows. She said, "Brother Heng, can I also be given the title of Madam of Imperial Concubine?"

Hearing this, Jia Heng looked at Sister Feng intently and chuckled, "As long as Sister Feng doesn't find it embarrassing, it's fine with me."

As time went by, Fengjie's figure became more and more plump and slender, and her whole body exuded the scent of a ripe peach.

Hearing this, Feng Jie was delighted and said in a sweet voice, "I'm not afraid of losing face. There are so many people who marry widows."

Jia Heng: "..."

No, are you serious?

The problem is that you are not a widow, you are just a widow in disguise. Of course, there is no reason to say such depressing words.

As he spoke, he gently took Sister Feng's slender hand and looked towards a wing room with carved beams and painted buildings and flying eaves not far from the mansion. The two of them walked towards the wing room.

Well, the Ning and Rong mansions lack everything except empty houses like this.

Jia Heng took Fengjie's slender hand and quickly entered the side room.

At this moment, Ping'er followed closely, her face as white as dough already blushing like a rosy cloud. She hurried forward and stood outside the wing room, looking at Feng.

Jia Heng hugged Feng Ji's curvy body all at once, sniffing the scent mixed with the fragrance of powder, which was so refreshing and heart-stirring.

Fengjie's heart trembled slightly, and she immediately hugged the neck of the young man in the python robe. Under her drooping eyebrows, her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to drip water, and then she stared at him fiercely.

The beauty immediately pressed her lips against the young man's, sucking them greedily.

But I have been thinking about Fengjie badly during this period.

Jia Heng felt the beauty's greed and demands, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

However, Fengjie is a person with a strong personality and is not the kind of person who would be inferior to others.

Jia Heng gently embraced the beautiful lady's shoulders, and gradually became aroused by Sister Feng's initiative. His voice was already somewhat hurried and flustered, and he said, "Sister Feng, please me."

When Fengjie heard this, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her straight and upright nose seemed to let out a soft moan. Her beautiful oval face was already covered with a blush of shame. She slowly squatted down and raised her head. Her narrow and clear phoenix eyes were charming and the fire of desire was burning.

Jia Heng's sword-like eyebrows suddenly raised, and with a "pop" sound, he lowered his eyes and met those beautiful eyes, which were as charming as silk and as clear as water.

Sister Feng spat softly, her eyes full of shame and anger, and cursed, "Bad thing."

Jia Heng didn't say much, he just raised his eyebrows, but was thinking about something in his heart.

This time he was conferred the title of Prince, and his road to the title came to an end, but the undercurrent in the capital was indeed becoming more and more surging.

Now he can only lie dormant for a while, cultivate himself in his mansion, and wait for the opportunity.

After a while, Sister Feng stood up. Under her trimmed eyebrows, her pair of phoenix eyes were charming and seemed to contain a happy and bright look.

Jia Heng gently embraced Feng Ji's plump and delicate body and gently lifted up the beautiful woman's skirt.

Jia Heng leaned close to the beautiful lady's ear and said, "You must have missed me."

Sister Feng said with a hint of tenderness in her voice, "Who missed you?"

Jia Heng didn't say anything else. He gently embraced the beautiful woman's graceful body and said, "The body is more honest than the mouth."

Sister Feng: "???"

Jia Heng reached into his clothes, feeling the fullness of his breasts, and whispered, "After I left, is Sister Feng still pregnant?"

Fengjie's charming and flowing eyebrows seemed to be moistened with bright waves, and her plump and exquisite body was still hot at this moment.

Suddenly, Fengjie was startled. At this moment, she was hugged up again. Her breathing became inexplicably disordered and her heart was pounding faster.

Jia Heng stood up and said softly, "Is the child safe over there, Sister Wan?"

Sister Feng said, "Don't worry, Brother Heng, she's fine."

Jia Heng nodded, hugged Fengjie's delicate body, leaned close to her ear, kissed her soft and radiant earlobe, and said in a gentle voice: "The wind direction in the capital is not very clear recently. The mansion should not do more illegal things outside because of my title of prince."

Now that Qiu Liang is in control of the Jinyi Mansion, his intelligence capabilities are bound to be greatly enhanced, and he may send many detectives to keep an eye on his black materials.

Sister Feng bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth and said softly, "I know."

This person always talks about this and that at times like this.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said nothing more.

……,……

While Jia Heng was speaking, he whispered softly in Liren's ear, "Sister Feng, it's almost done."

It seemed that Fengjie was really hungry. It was almost mid-afternoon, but she still felt a little unsatisfied.

Sister Feng snorted softly, her rosy face was bright and rosy, her slightly parted red lips seemed to be breathing orchids, her eyes were shining as she looked at the young man in the python robe, her voice trembled slightly, and she said, "You go first, I'll leave this to Ping'er."

Jia Heng said nothing more. He straightened his clothes and called out to Ping'er, who was watching from the eaves of the corridor. "Ping'er," he said.

Ping'er, with a charming and bright red face, walked quickly from outside the corridor, entered the side room, and then came to Fengjie, who had been stuffed into puffs and was as soft as a silkworm, and helped her to the bed beside her.

Jia Heng quickly left the room and headed outside.

At this moment, when you look up, you can see that it is winter, and the walls and tree branches are covered with snow, white and sparkling.

Jia Heng walked along the corridor to the study, entered, and looked up at Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao rolled his eyes at the young man in the python costume and asked, "Are you done?"

It can be said that every time I see him come back, I feel worried about his health. What should I do if this continues?

Jia Heng chuckled, walked closer, and said, "Well, what are you doing?"

Chen Xiao pushed Jia Heng's hand away in embarrassment and said, "I'm reading a book right now. There's nothing else to do. Go take a shower. You smell like a slutty fox."

Jia Heng looked a little uncomfortable. He nodded and said softly, "Qingwen."

After a while, Qingwen opened the cotton curtain hanging from the quilt, walked into the wing room, looked at the young man in the python robe, and said, "Master, you called me."

The young master is now a prince, but she has gotten used to calling him the young master, and now everyone in the mansion calls him that.

Jia Heng paused for a moment, then said softly, "Go get some hot water, I'm going to take a bath later."

Qingwen responded, then turned and left the room.

Chen Xiao asked: "Qu Lang and Liu Jixian, have you figured out how to save them?"

Jia Heng looked solemn, picked up the teacup on the small table beside him, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes. He sighed and said, "It's not easy for me to plead directly, but of course I can argue with reason."

Strictly speaking, Qu Lang and Liu Jixian were indeed somewhat at fault, because Chen Yuan had done several things earlier, and the Jinyi Mansion still gained nothing.

Chen Xiao said: "If it's inconvenient for you, I will just bring the person out."

Hearing this, Jia Heng said with a somewhat helpless tone, "Then what's the difference between you and me?"

He and Xiaoxiao are one husband and wife, and Xiaoxiao's actions to save Qu Lang and Liu Jixian are no different from his own.

However, if we really want to rescue him by force, it is not impossible.

Before that, he will go to the Jinyi Mansion tomorrow.

In other words, he could give up the power of the Jinyi Mansion, for example, he could apologize to the emperor, admit that he was not good at governing his people, and take the blame on himself.

It would be extremely unwise to argue with the Emperor at this time.

Chen Xiao looked thoughtful and said softly, "This is a warning from the palace. If you completely give up your authority in the Jinyi Mansion, it is not impossible to save the two of them."

Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "I already have an idea in mind."

There was no other way except to apologize to the emperor, or perhaps the emperor just wanted an attitude from him.

Because he had been busy with foreign wars in the past year and had no time to take care of the affairs in the capital.

But the emperor might take away his title of Jinyi Dudu...

This is the mind of the emperor, or it can be said that this is an open conspiracy.

"After the Jinyi Palace, you will be assigned to the Beijing Camp. In the end, you will be just a prince." Chen Xiao sighed.

Jia Heng said: "There is also a military minister, um, the Grand Tutor."

Chen Xiao sneered: "Yes, he still needs your wisdom and strategy to make plans and stabilize the country."

To put it bluntly, in Emperor Chongping's arrangement for Jia Heng, the title of Prince was reserved for him, but Jia Heng was not allowed to hold real power, and the title of Grand Councilor was more of an advisory title.

As for the Grand Tutor, it is an honorary title for a civil servant and means nothing.

"It's not a bad idea to retreat at the right time like this." Jia Heng paused and said softly.

"It's not impossible, and it can even become a good story, but the premise is..." Chen Xiao said, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "The premise is that your Green Sky activities are not made public."

Jia Heng: "???"

What green sky?

Okay, he got it, and he was pretty subtle about it.

Chen Xiao raised her eyebrows, her clear eyes flashed dimly, and she whispered, "There is no such thing as an airtight wall in this world. After all, paper cannot cover fire."

Jia Heng sighed and said, "How do you know it can't be covered up?"

This really underestimated the power of physics. This kind of physics experiment was carried out in later generations.

Jia Heng was having all sorts of random thoughts in his mind.

While the couple was arguing, Qingwen came in quickly, looked at Jia Heng intently, and said, "Sir, the hot water is ready."

Jia Heng said, "Xiaoxiao, I'll be back soon."

"Go, quickly get rid of the smell." Chen Xiao's eyes were charming, and she gave the young man in the python costume a look of anger, and said in a low voice.

Jia Heng did not take Chen Xiao's sarcasm to heart. While talking, he followed Qingwen to the side room.

Under Chen Xiao's willow-shaped brows, her eyes were as bright as water, and a look of worry gradually appeared on her face, which was like a thin layer of frost.

Reducing the power of the Jinyi Palace is only the first step. No one knows whether the emperor will go crazy when he dies.

She knew her fourth uncle too well: he was mean, ungrateful, suspicious and jealous.

(End of this chapter)