The Red Mansions

Chapter 1397 Jia Heng: How come you all agreed on the same thing? (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Chapter 1397 Jia Heng: How come you all made appointments one by one? (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Grand View Garden, Qiu Shuang Zhai

It is March, the spring breeze is warm, and the flowers are in full bloom, colorful and vying for splendor.

"girl."

At this moment, the secretary came closer, stared at Tanchun who was standing there in a daze, and said, "Miss, everyone has gone far away now."

Tanchun: “…”

How could she not know she was far away? Do you need to remind her?

Tanchun's charming and bright face was still flushed. She pursed her soft and rosy lips and said, "Go and pour me a cup of tea."

At this moment, her mouth was so dry. Brother Heng was really something. He almost swallowed up all her saliva just now.

The two grew up together, and the girl was heroic and bright-hearted. Although she felt shy and happy at the moment, she was not in a trance.

Tanchun gradually calmed down her chaotic thoughts, turned her head, looked at the papers on the lacquered wooden table, and said, "Put those papers away first."

She just wanted a promise from Brother Heng. Otherwise, even if she really remained single for the rest of her life, she didn't know whether others would cherish her.

Upon hearing this, Shishu and Cuimo quickly responded and turned around to clean up.

Grand View Garden, Qichiyuan

In the main hall of the wing room, a pearl curtain is hung, and on a brocade screen with a bamboo and wooden base, pine stones, and white cranes are depicted. From the three-legged, six-eared animal head incense burner, wisps of indescribable fragrance are emitting, which makes people calm and peaceful.

Zhen Lan was wearing a blue dress, sitting quietly, her long black hair like a waterfall, tied up into an elegant bun, and her narrow, clear eyes, which had grown brighter with age, undoubtedly looked very much like Princess Zhen Qing of Chu.

Zhen Xi, who was standing by, looked at her sister intently and said in a faint voice, "Brother Heng has been out for a long time and hasn't come back yet."

Zhen Lan chuckled and said, "It takes several days to accompany those wives who are married formally. It's too early for us to get our turn."

Zhen Xi's eyes and eyebrows seemed to show a sense of longing, and she said softly, "Yes, after all, we are concubines."

Yaruo was dressed in Mongolian clothes, looking heroic. She held up her slightly rosy cheek with one hand and said, "Then I am also the legal wife."

Zhen Lan: "..."

Are you showing off? Don't say short words in front of a cripple.

At this moment, Jia Heng was walking along a long corridor with red tiles and green railings, and his heart was savoring the youthful and beautiful breath of Tanchun just now.

Tanchun has really grown up, and now possesses the heroic aura described in the original novel: "handsome eyes and well-shaped eyebrows, a lively look, a brilliant literary talent, and a person who is unforgettable when seeing her."

While Jia Heng was in a state of uncertainty, he had already arrived at Qichiyuan. Just as he stepped over the threshold, he heard the voices of three little girls talking in the side room. He stood there for a moment and listened for a while.

Jia Heng entered the wing room and asked with a smile, "What are you guys talking about? Why is it so noisy?"

Hearing Jia Heng's voice, Yaruofang was inexplicably happy. She quickly stood up and rushed towards the young man.

"Brother Heng." Yaruo took a few quick steps and threw herself into Jia Heng's arms like a whirlwind of floating fragrance.

Jia Heng took advantage of the situation and put his arm around Yaruo's shoulders. He lowered his eyes to look at the girl with a round face and rosy cheeks, and said with a smile, "Yaruo, have you missed me during this period?"

Yaruo raised her head with long hair like a waterfall, stared at him blankly, and murmured, "I miss you."

As he said this, he took the initiative to step forward, put his arms around Jia Heng's neck, and moved closer.

Women on the grassland often express their emotions passionately and will bite each other if they disagree with something.

Jia Heng gently held Yaruo's shoulders, feeling the roughness and passion that was completely different from Tanchun's just now.

After a while, Jia Heng groaned and looked at the blush on Yaruo's face. He asked, "Yaruo, it's been a long time since we last met. Why didn't you go to the backyard to ride horses and shoot arrows today?"

Yaruo complained: "I'm tired of playing those games every day."

Jia Heng smiled, pinched Yaruo's rosy cheeks, and asked, "So?"

Yaruo had a slightly heroic and innocent look under her eyebrows, and her black grape-like eyes showed a burning desire. She said, "I want to ride Brother Heng."

Jia Heng: "..."

The little girl is really amazing, she will say whatever she wants.

He feels much the same now. His desire for women has actually decreased a lot. Instead, his ambition for success has become even stronger, and he wants to seek greater power.

Of course, female beauty is also a seasoning.

As Jia Heng spoke, he turned to look at Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi who were not far away, and met their gazes, which were either sharp or gentle.

Jia Heng walked closer, stared at Zhen Lan, stretched out his hand to hold the slender, white and tender hand, and said, "Sister Lan."

Zhen Lan's narrow, clear eyes seemed to be filled with longing under her emerald eyebrows. She said softly, "Brother Heng is back."

Jia Heng seemed to have a smile in his eyes, and said, "Yes, look at our two concubines."

Zhen Lan: "..."

A face as white as snow is now covered with rosy red, as red as smoke and bright and charming.

She guessed that what she and her sister had just said was heard by Brother Heng.

Is this a hint to her and her sister? Don't expect a formal status from him?

Under Zhen Xi's beautiful eyebrows, her eyes were as clear as water, and her eyes seemed to be shining with longing. She said in a delicate voice, "Brother Heng."

Jia Heng nodded, his eyes fell on the petite Zhen Xi, and said, "Xi'er, come over here too."

Zhen Xi stood up and rushed into Jia Heng's arms, leaning her beautiful head gently against the arms of the young man in the python robe.

Yaruo looked at Jia Heng holding Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi. His face was as round and plump as an apple, and his eyes were as red as black grapes. His eyes were full of expectation and hope. He said, "Brother Heng, what about me?"

He was being affectionate with her just now, but now he is not kissing her anymore.

Jia Heng nodded and said, "Well, I really can't hold her any more."

At this moment, Yaruo suddenly hugged Jia Heng's waist from behind and pressed her plump face against Jia Heng's back.

Jia Heng was speechless for a moment, and said, "Okay, Sister Yaruo, let's stop hugging each other. I want to ask you something."

Yaruo responded softly, then followed Lanxi and the other person to sit on a chair nearby.

At this moment, Zhen Xi was holding a teapot and pouring hot water for Jia Heng. Her eyes, as bright as a stream, showed concern. She asked, "Brother Heng, how long will you stay at home this time?"

Zhen Lan, who was standing aside, walked around behind Jia Heng and began to gently pinch his shoulders.

"It's hard to say, maybe a month." Jia Heng closed his eyes slightly, took the teacup handed to him by Zhen Lan, and took a sip.

This is the real benefit of a man having three wives and four concubines.

Otherwise, it would not be very interesting to just deal with different women. This simple service is also a kind of enjoyment.

Zhen Lan asked in a clear voice: "Brother Heng, are you going to conquer Liaodong in one fell swoop this time?"

Jia Heng said with emotion, "We have been accumulating national strength for five years. In this battle, we will march north and wipe out all the Tartar bandits in Liaodong."

Zhen Lan's narrow, clear phoenix eyes saw the infatuation, and she said softly: "Brother Heng divided the troops into two routes, land and sea. I see that Korea has another route. In this battle, the Jurchens will be attacked from three directions, and they will definitely not be able to take care of both ends."

Jia Heng nodded and said, "However, the Jurchens will also have the same countermeasures."

Zhen Lan's eyes flickered, and she asked in surprise, "What countermeasure?"

Jia Heng gently hugged Zhen Lan's shoulders and said, "The Dzungars in the northwest and the Khoshuts in Tibet are all allies of the Jurchen Tartars. Recently, there should be urgent military information from the northwest and Tibet about the Mongols invading the border."

Zhen Lan nodded her beautiful head with a bun on it, looked at the young man in the python costume with her bright eyes, and asked, "How do you plan to deal with this, Brother Heng?"

Jia Heng said: "There are troops in the northwest and Tibet to deal with it. It will not affect our great Han's conquest of Liaodong."

Zhen Lan said softly, "That's good, but once a national war breaks out, it will most likely be protracted."

Jia Heng said: "Yes, but it is not certain. Maybe it will be a step-by-step victory."

In fact, on the basis of maintaining a great victory, he did not want this national war to end too smoothly. It would be best to let Emperor Chongping's body gradually wear out.

However, it cannot be delayed too long, otherwise the emperor's death will definitely affect the army's expedition to Liao.

Jia Heng's eyes were dazed for a moment, then he turned to look at Zhen Lan and said, "Sister Lan, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. We haven't seen each other for a long time, and I'm talking about this right after I come back."

Zhen Lan said "hmm".

Yaruo said: "Yes, Brother Heng, you said this as soon as you came back."

Brother Heng will continue to make trouble with her later.

Then, Jia Heng gently stroked Zhen Lan's shoulders, moved close to her two rosy lips, and gently grasped the sweet scent.

A rosy aura emanated from Zhen Lan's delicate and fair face, and her two slender hands grasped the collar of the young man in the python robe.

At this moment, the voice of Zhen Lan's maid Zhi Hua came from outside: "Master, a female official from the Prince of Chu's Palace has arrived and delivered an invitation to your house."

Jia Heng suddenly understood something and said, "Let someone deliver the invitation."

The maid nodded and turned away.

Zhen Lan asked, "Big sister sent an invitation to invite big brother Heng to visit her house?"

Jia Heng felt a little helpless and said, "Yes, apart from these things, what else can there be?"

Zhen Qing now has a child and has become a little spoiled.

Jia Heng turned to look at Zhen Xi, who was sitting on an embroidery cushion beside him and was stunned, and said softly, "Sister Xier, come here and sit over here."

Zhen Xi nodded, and then sat in Jia Heng's arms. Before she settled down, she saw the young man had already moved close to her slightly pink lips, and then suddenly held her lips, and then wantonly plundered her rich fragrance.

On this side, I spent some time intimately with the Lanxi sisters.

At this moment, a maid happened to enter the hall with an invitation in her hand.

Jia Heng finished reading the letter, and then, facing Zhen Lan's curious gaze, he said, "Sister Lan, there will be a banquet at the Prince of Chu's mansion tomorrow. I would like to invite you and Sister Xi'er to go with me."

Obviously I have to go to Da Ci'en Temple tomorrow, so I can only go there in the evening.

Zhen Lan said softly, "Then my sister Xier and I will go there, but right now the East Palace is competing for the throne. If Brother Heng goes to the Chu Palace, will people gossip about him?"

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said, "It's not that taboo right now. Besides, everyone in Shenjing City knows that I never help either side."

Because Jia Heng is the emperor's son-in-law, he really has the confidence to not help either side.

"Pack up and set off tomorrow." Jia Heng, with a sword-like brow, ended the topic and spoke softly.

Zhen Lan hummed softly.

Jia Heng said softly, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's go sit inside together."

As he spoke, he pulled Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi's hands, one on the left and one on the right.

Yaruo raised her thick eyebrows, curled her lips slightly, and whispered: "Brother Heng, I am the one who got married in a formal way."

Jia Heng smiled and said, "Two hands can only hold two, both of them, Sister Yaruo."

Yaruo hugged Jia Heng's waist from behind again and said confidently, "Then I will hug Brother Heng."

Jia Heng smiled and said jokingly, "You are married to me in a formal way, but you don't even know how to call me husband."

In fact, he sometimes also likes Yaruo's straightforwardness.

Hearing this, Yaruo smiled innocently, her beautiful face blushing like clouds, and said, "Husband."

Jia Heng then hugged Zhen Lan's delicate body and said softly, "Sister Lan."

At this moment, Zhen Lan nestled her soft and plump body in Jia Heng's arms, and then Jia Heng held the beautiful woman's delicate earlobe.

Zhen Lan felt the dampness and heat beside her ears at this moment, and her delicate body trembled slightly. Her beautiful eyes, crystal clear as water, seemed to be filled with misty rain, as dense as a pearl curtain.

Then, he felt a strange sensation in front of his clothes. It was the young man's hands that kept doing mischief.

Jia Heng felt something soft and tender between his fingers and said, "Sister Yaruo and Sister Xier, come and serve us."

Yaruo blurted out: "Okay."

Jia Heng: "..."

He agreed so readily, it was obvious that this was something he had been looking forward to for a long time.

Zhen Xi, on the other hand, hummed softly through her delicate nose. Her bright eyes, which were as bright as water, were curved like willow-shaped eyebrows.

Then the two of them rustled up to the collar of the young man in the python robe, their faces showing delicate and fair skin.

Meanwhile, as Jia Heng lowered his head in the snow pile on his collar, Zhen Lan's beautiful face flushed, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she moaned sweetly from under her straight, white nose.

At this moment, the golden-red sunlight outside the window shines through the window lattice and is projected onto a lacquered wooden table. The goat-hair brushes on the pen holder cast messy shadows on the peach-red paper.

Jia Heng lowered his eyes and looked at Zhen Xi and Ya Ruo, his brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, and there was a hint of relief on his face.

After a while, Zhen Xi and Ya Ruo came close to the young man and said, "Brother Heng, we..."

Jia Heng raised his head from the pile of powder and said softly, "Lan'er, come first."

Yaruo: "???"

It's really like they are working in vain for others.

At this moment, Jia Heng gently pinched Yaruo's soft and fair face, which was as soft as an apple, and said softly, "This is based on age."

Yaruo pouted her soft and rosy lips, and her plump face gradually blushed. She said softly, "Then, Brother Heng will be more with..."

At the end of the day, even a prairie girl like Yaruo, who is bold by nature, felt a little shy at this moment.

Jia Heng interrupted Yaruo and said, "Well, I'll play with you more later."

Yaruo said "hmm" softly, her expression paused slightly, and said: "Then wait for me to pass by for a while."

Jia Heng said softly, "You are the principal wife, so you'd better give them some leeway."

Then, one saw Zhen Lan's bright, fair face, blushing like clouds and glowing like fire. Her crystal clear eyes beneath her willow-shaped eyebrows were filled with a hint of charm.

At this moment, the tassels of the golden hairpins on her bun swayed in the wind, and that slightly charming and beautiful face was already sweaty, and the beautiful face had disappeared.

Jia Heng asked, "Is there any news about Sister Lan recently?"

At this moment, Zhen Lan's beautiful face was flushed, and her voice was slightly fluctuating as she said, "Because the emperor was not feeling well at the beginning of the year, the Imperial Censor in the capital wrote a letter to the emperor, requesting that a son be appointed as the heir to the throne, but the imperial edict in the palace refused to allow it."

Jia Heng listened to what Zhen Lan said, his expression paused, and he looked at Zhen Xi and Ya Ruo who were bored on the side, and said, "Okay."

There is no way, this situation can only be Yangguan Sandie.

……

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Before I knew it, it was already evening. The spring breeze was blowing the sycamore tree in the courtyard. The emerald green branches and leaves danced in the wind, casting a cool shade.

Jia Heng gently put his arms around Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi's shoulders, and at this moment Yaruo seemed to be galloping on a horse, with a wisp of hair hanging from her temples fluttering gently in the wind.

Jia Heng looked at Yaruo with some amusement at this moment, and said softly: "Yaruo, this should be about right, right?"

What a little girl! Once she gets something good, she becomes greedy.

Yaruo snorted softly at this moment, then laid her delicate body on Jia Heng's chest. Her bright eyes beneath her heroic eyebrows seemed covered with a layer of misty rain.

Jia Heng's expression paused slightly, and he said softly, "Yaruo."

Yaruo's beautiful cheeks were blushing, her temples were sweaty, a lock of her black hair stuck to Jia Heng's face, and her voice was soft and charming: "Brother Heng, I'm hungry."

Jia Heng said in a gentle voice: "Okay, let's take a break and then go have a meal."

At this moment, Zhen Lan's beautiful cheeks were blushing like clouds, and her beautiful eyes were as bright as water. She said, "Brother Heng will definitely be able to win the battle this time, but in history, the bow is put away after the bird is killed, and the dog is cooked after the rabbit is dead. We must be careful."

Jia Heng gently grasped the fullness of Zhen Xi's clothes. As the girl grew older, she also looked a bit like an adult. He said softly, "Sister Lan'er, what do you want to say?"

Zhen Lan asked, "Brother Heng, what do you think?"

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said, "Retreat bravely while the tide is still blowing, and bide your time."

Zhen Lan's eyes were bright and she said coquettishly, "Brother Ke Heng's temperament doesn't seem like the kind of person who would compromise for the best."

Jia Heng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yeah, I don't have any other ideas. Sister Lan, what do you think I should do?"

Zhen Lan paused for a moment, lowered her voice, and said, "Brother Heng, you should not just sit there and wait for death."

Jia Heng was silent for a moment when he heard this, and whispered, "Sister Lan, don't talk about this for now."

Then Zhen Lan said "hmm" and didn't say much. The three of them stayed together for a while.

Jia Heng picked up a black and red python robe from not far away and quickly put it on himself. Looking up, he saw that the sun had set outside the window without him noticing. Groups of rosy clouds were looming in the sky, like brocade, so gorgeous that it was beyond words.

Jia Heng felt refreshed at this moment. He paused for a moment, then called a few maids to start preparing dinner and hot water.

Jia Heng was wearing a Sichuan brocade robe and sitting at a lacquered wooden table. He called the Lanxi sisters and Yaruo who were not far away to sit down and said softly, "Come and eat."

Zhen Lan's face was flushed, her pink lips were slightly moist, she responded softly, dragged her soft body, and then sat down beside a lacquered wooden table. Her charming and bright face looked more and more like Zhen Qing.

At this moment, Zhen Xi and Ya Ruo also came quickly. Their faces were also blushing, and there was a layer of charm in the corners of their eyebrows and eyes.

Yaruo's beautiful face flushed slightly, and she said sweetly, "Brother Heng, you should eat more yak meat."

It is said on the grassland that eating yak meat can replenish blood and qi.

Jia Heng smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll have some beef."

Zhen Xi picked up the chopsticks and picked up some leeks for Jia Heng. Her palm-sized face seemed to be covered with a layer of rosy sunset glow, which made the originally beautiful and charming face of the girl even more beautiful.

"Brother Heng, eat more of this."

Zhen Xi said in a timid and soft voice.

Jia Heng smiled and asked in surprise, "How come you all have made appointments?"

Did he behave badly just now? This made the girls wary.

But he was obviously doing well? Yaruo had been riding for more than half an hour.

Zhen Lan said coquettishly, "Since Brother Heng came back, he has been making trouble all the time. Even if you are made of iron, you can't stand it."

Jia Heng continued to smile and said, "Sister Lan is right."

Then stop getting involved with others, save your precious energy, and devote it all to Qichiyuan, right?

(End of this chapter)