Red House Shoufu

The carriages in the Rongguo Mansion were extremely luxurious, almost using luxury to the extreme within the court's etiquette system.

In the spacious carriage, Jia She leisurely drank the hot wine, hummed a little tune to the beat, and let Jia Lian and Lin Shu look at each other.

The level of the driver is very good, and the wheels run over the road paved with bluestone slabs without the slightest sense of bumps.Lin Shu couldn't help asking: "Uncle, where are we going? This is not the way back to Rongguo Mansion."

"I'll take you to see a big show. Fortunately, I returned to the city from Qingxu Temple early, otherwise I wouldn't have seen such a wonderful show."

Jia She took a playful look at his son, and said with a chuckle, "You two little fellows can't do it. After arguing for a long time, you can't even deal with such a trivial matter. I have to do it."

"Father, Your Majesty has already said that he will marry Baoyu again..."

"Absurd, Your Majesty is giving the marriage again. Isn't Baoyu's face being slapped by the Wang and Zhen families? You have to find a reasonable reason to cancel the previous marriage decree. Can you just tell the world that the treasure of the Rongguo Mansion The second master's fiancée, having sex with others?"

The expression on Jia She's face suddenly became serious, and he snorted coldly: "There are some things that you can't worry about too much, whether it's Wang Ziteng or the Zhen family, what does their life or death have to do with us? Your Majesty wants to clean up the Kong family." I didn't want to get my hands dirty, so I used the prince to go to Shandong. Giving the daughter of the Wang family a wedding treasure, our Jia family has been wronged. As long as the trouble is within the appropriate range, let alone make the Wang family and the Zhen family fly like dogs, Even if the daughter of the Wang family strangled herself to death with a rope, it is the Wang family's own fault, and His Majesty will at most find another chance to appease Wang Ziteng."

"Father, if Prince Teng has a second heart because of this, wouldn't we ruin His Majesty's plan?" Jia Lian was dissatisfied, feeling that her father thought this matter too simply, and asked involuntarily.

I saw Jia She said mockingly: "What kind of person is Wang Ziteng? Does he care about a daughter's life or death?"

"Uncle, Wang Ziteng is such a biological child, how could he not care?"

Wang Ziteng is indeed vicious and ruthless, but Wang Xiluan is his only biological flesh and blood, a tiger does not eat its offspring, no matter how ruthless a person is, he will not be able to be so ruthless.

Jia Amnesty looked at the dissatisfied brothers in the carriage, and drank the fine wine in his glass: "Oh, you two are still younger, if Ru Hai was here, he wouldn't say that. Forget it, later Once you get there, you'll understand what I mean!"

……

The carriage left the imperial city and headed west, and stopped in front of a restaurant in Nanchifang City.

The area adjacent to Nanchi is almost all occupied by various dignitaries, and this restaurant named Panxianglou is of course no exception.

"Yo, uncle is here..."

This carriage owned by Jia Amnesty can be said to stand out from the crowd, the waiter at the door recognized the owner of the carriage at a glance, and hurried inside to report to the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

A middle-aged man with a very rich appearance greeted him. As soon as the curtain of the car was lifted, he personally arranged the horse stool and greeted Jia She.

"Little Xue Fugui greets my uncle!"

"Fugui, it's been a while since I saw you, and you've become a lot richer. It seems that your family's business is getting better and better..." …

Jia Amnesty got off the carriage, patted Xue Fugui on the shoulder, but looked towards the second floor of the restaurant: "Is he still inside?"

"Yes, yes, as soon as the villain got the news, he cleared the second floor and arranged for us to be guests inside, and Mr. Cong is also watching from above."

Lin Shu and Jia Lian also followed Jia She out of the carriage, Xue Fugui naturally recognized the two, whispered the situation to Jia She, and quickly saluted them.

"The villain pays homage to Marquis Lin and Second Master Lian..."

"Okay, go in first, the show is about to begin!"

This Panxiang Building is one of the properties of the Xue family. Originally, Xue Pan's father passed away and was almost forced to sell it at a low price by other dignitaries. It was because the Xue family begged to the Rongguo Mansion, and Jia She came forward to invite Zhongshun Wang Gaoyong to make a move. Save it.

Over the years, Jia Amnesty often came here to relax and drink, and he and Xue Fugui were also very close friends.A few days ago, a group of fur merchants from Liaodong stayed in the restaurant. It stands to reason that there is nothing strange about such merchants who came to Beijing, but the strange thing is that there is a young man who looks very similar to his owner Xue Pan.

Xue Fugui almost thought it was the lost flesh and blood of his old master, and was looking for an opportunity to go to Xue's house to make sure, but he ran into Jia She who came to the restaurant to entertain friends.

"It really looks like Brother Pan..."

"Except that he is not as strong as Brother Pan, his facial features are very similar. Could it be that he is really the flesh and blood left by Mr. Xue?"

Jia Lian and Lin Shu quietly hid outside a box on the second floor and saw a person sitting inside. They looked at each other in surprise, returned to the box that Xue Fugui had prepared long ago, and looked suspiciously at the room where the old god was. Jia amnesty.

"Second Brother, Cousin Lin, his surname is Wang!"

Jia Cong, who was cooking wine for a few people, suddenly said: "I have been watching this group of people all afternoon. This group of people came from Jinzhou. Their purpose is not to sell leather goods, but to control the county government. Acknowledge your relatives."

"Oh?"

Lin Shu has already imagined countless bloody family ethics plots, and Jia Lian next to him can't close his mouth in surprise.

"Do you two still remember what happened before Prince Tengfei wanted to send Wang Ren to the Hexi Army?"

The light in Jia She's eyes flashed, and he talked about it in Jia Lian's and Lin Shu's puzzled eyes: "Actually, Wang Ziteng's attitude towards Wang Ren, the only male heir of the royal family, has always made me suspicious. It’s not an exaggeration to say that I’m doing my best. But don’t you think it’s strange that such a person doesn’t care about the only male heir of the family and just let himself go? "

"Could it be that this man is really Wang Ziteng's son?"

Lin Shu remembered a sentence, a nephew is like an uncle, he didn't realize it at first, but then he remembered that Xue Pan's appearance was like that of his uncle Wang Ziteng, but Wang Ziteng was middle-aged and had a lot of authority. For a while, he didn't bring this man's appearance to Wang Ziteng's body.

Now that I think about it, it is better to say that this person resembles Wang Ziteng rather than Xue Pan. …

Jia She nodded and said, "It is indeed Wang Ziteng's seed, and it is the back road where Wang Ziteng was placed in Jinzhou a long time ago."

Winter winter!
The door of the box was pushed open, and Gao Yongheng, dressed in brocade, walked in. Before a few people stood up and saluted, he sat down carelessly near the small stove where the wine was boiling, and handed a stack of papers to Jia She: "This My god, this is someone who froze to death...Brother Enhou, I found out, Wang Ziteng didn't know that people from Jinzhou came to the capital, and these people were tricked into coming to the capital."

"Is it the saint, his old man?"

Jia She casually flipped through the paper that Gao Yongheng handed him, and said with admiration: "The old man is so far-sighted, Wang Ziteng probably never dreamed that his every move in Jinzhou actually fell into the eyes of the saint. Now, he, Wang Ziteng, can only obediently obey His Majesty's orders!"

Gao Yongheng took the hot wine from Jia Cong, poured himself a glass and drank it down, shuddered before taking a breath: "Ah... so cool!"

"That guy Zuo Lan gave it to me. I originally wanted to ask Brother Huang about the situation, but Zuo Lan asked someone to invite me over, saying that the Embroidered Guards had been watching this matter when they were in Jinzhou. They also brought Huang Brother's oral order, let us make trouble as we like, as long as this little brat's life is not hurt, everything will be covered by Brother Huang."

Jia Amnesty laughed out loud after hearing Gao Yongheng's words, and he turned to ask Jia Cong, "Where is your second brother Bao? Why hasn't he come yet? The show is about to begin!"

"Back to father, my son has asked someone to invite the second elder brother Bao, and he has invited Baoyu from the Zhen family through a post. It is estimated that he will arrive soon, and the time is tight. My son used your post. I dare not refute it even if I want to come to the Zhen family. Your face."

"Father, you asked Baoyu to come over..."

Jia Lian couldn't help wondering, what was the purpose of bringing the two precious jades together?
"You'll know in a while!" Jia Amnesty didn't explain too much, but just had a drink with Gao Yongheng.

After a while, Jia Baoyu came down to the restaurant with a few servants, and Xue Fugui personally invited them to another box on the second floor.

Jia Amnesty and the others did not show up to see Jia Baoyu, but just let Jia Cong go to the box.

"Second brother Bao, come here, drink to warm up first, I just finished it."

Jia Cong handed Jia Baoyu a cup of hot wine, and Jia Baoyu drank it without doubting him, his fair face flushed instantly.

"This wine is really spicy...ahem..."

A gust of hot air went all over his body, Jia Baoyu actually felt a little dizzy.

He opened his mouth and asked: "Brother Cong, you asked me to call me over, didn't you just want to buy me a drink, it's freezing cold, you just drink at home, why did you run so far?"

Jia Cong chuckled and said, "I dare not take you to drink at home, my ancestors still won't beat me up? Today my younger brother has something to ask Brother Bao for help..."

"Huh? What kind of trouble are you in? Why don't you just find Lian's second brother?"

Jia Baoyu was also a warm-hearted person, although he was doubtful, he still said enthusiastically: "If there is anything I can help, just say it."

Just heard Jia Cong say: "That's right, I came here to play yesterday, and saw someone carrying a wither..." ...

Under Jia Cong's narration, Jia Baoyu roughly understood what he meant.This is because the family raised them withered. Although the man agreed to sell them, Jia Cong couldn't bear the price.

"You didn't say it earlier, I didn't bring much money when I came..."

"Second Brother Bao, I didn't want to lend you money. That's right. The man said he was from the Uncle Wang's family. I thought you were engaged to a girl from the Wang family. Tell me about it for me. [-]% less price, my money is enough!"

"Could it be that Brother Wang Ren has returned to Beijing?"

When Jia Baoyu heard it, he thought it was Wang Ren who had returned to the capital from Hexi, and asked in surprise, "No, Brother Wang Ren, it's not like you don't know each other..."

Jia Cong quickly shook his head and replied: "It's not Brother Wang Ren. He claims to be Wang. He just came to Beijing from Liaodong. He is a direct branch of the Wang family. But I have never seen it, and I have never heard anyone say that Wang Xianbo has other nephews. Bao Er Brother, do you think I will be deceived by someone?"

Under Jia Cong's guidance, Jia Baoyu couldn't help but have great curiosity about the identity of the visitor.Led by Jia Cong, he came outside the box of the Wang family.

There were two strong men guarding outside the box, and when they saw Jia Cong, they reached out and stopped them.

Jia Cong frowned and reprimanded: "This is my second elder brother Jiabao, your grandfather's future brother-in-law, hurry up and report it!"

The sound of silk and bamboo inside came to the door mixed with the drinking order. The strong man pushed open the door and whispered in the ear of a young man who was drinking.

The young man glanced at Jia Baoyu and Jia Cong at the door, with a trace of disdain on his lips.

At this time, Jia Baoyu was stunned, and didn't notice the disdainful eyes of that person at all, because this person looked too much like his cousin Xue Pan!
"Third brother Cong, you said he claimed to be from the Wang family? Shouldn't he be from the Xue family?"

"The Xue family?"

The young man had already arrived at the door, he didn't see the disdain just now on his face, instead he clasped his fists to Jia Baoyu and saluted very affectionately: "My lord, Wang Siyuan, my father controls the county uncle, Prince Teng!"

……

Jia Baoyu figured out the whole incident almost in a state of bewilderment. It turned out that Wang Siyuan came to the capital to look for relatives.Because he received a letter from Wang Ziteng's close relatives in Jinzhou, saying that Wang Ziteng was seriously injured and would die soon, so he was asked to come to Beijing to see his father for the last time.

But on the way, he saw the imperial court's mansion newspaper, Prince Teng, the county uncle of the ruling county, was ordered to go to Shandong to suppress the rebellion, and there was no sign that he was going to die soon.In order to find out the truth of the matter, Wang Siyuan led his men directly into the capital to inquire about the news of the Wang family.

As for selling the wither to Jia Cong, it was just to make friends with the people of Rongguo Mansion, so as to inquire about the Wang family's news from the side.

When he heard that Jia Baoyu was the fiancé-in-law of his cheap sister, Wang Siyuan had already made plans to befriend him, even though the second master Bao was just a worthless piece of trash in the information collected by his people, he couldn't stand him There is a princess sister.

Jia Baoyu asked suspiciously, "Why is my uncle so cruel, leaving my cousin in Liaodong for so many years? I don't know how much my cousin has suffered in such a poor and remote place!"

Jia Cong didn't speak, but secretly looked at Wang Siyuan.I saw Wang Siyuan's face was full of sorrow, sighing and booing.

"I don't know my cousin. My mother was just a concubine my father took when he was stationed in Liaodong. She died of dystocia when she gave birth to me. My father was busy with military affairs. I thought he would pick me up after he returned to Beijing after discussing with his aunt. Returning to Beijing, who would have known... who would have known... alas!"

After two glasses of wine, Jia Baoyu had already brought Wang Siyuan into a pitiful role where his aunt could not tolerate him and his father had no choice but to hide outside.He was indignant at Wang Ziteng's cruelty, and he couldn't help but fight for Wang Siyuan.

He said angrily: "Could it be that my aunt can't tolerate my cousin? My cousin is my uncle's only son!"

"My aunt's natal family was a noble family. At that time, my father had to rely on the Yue family, so I had to follow my aunt's wishes and leave me in Liaodong..."

Wang Siyuan's face was full of helplessness and sorrow, which completely ignited Jia Baoyu's sympathy.Only Jia Cong suppressed his contempt, and thought to himself: Mrs. Wang probably doesn't even know that you, a bastard, exist in Liaodong!