serious man in the red chamber

Chapter 128 Different opinions
Ningguo Mansion, outside the gate of Ning'an Hall
Four personal soldiers wearing winter hats with large brims, cloaks and cloaks, and long knives at their waists stood on both sides of the flying snowflakes.

At this time, four young servants rushed from the front yard carrying a sedan chair.

The sedan chair stopped outside the gate, and when the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, it was Jia Zheng who came out.

Jia Zheng's eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of tiredness, and the thick fur cloak he was wearing was already filthy.

Walking to the door, Jia Zheng took a deep breath, looked worriedly at the heavy snow, and then sighed deeply. Another emergency report came from several counties in the north, and many people died of freezing.If the official road cannot be dredged as soon as possible and the clothes to keep out the cold are sent, I really don't know how many people will die.

Thinking of this, Jia Zheng walked in quickly.

As soon as he entered the backyard of Ning'an Hall, Jia Zheng stopped in his tracks, and there was a melodious and melodious sound of the piano. He is obsessed with it.

Standing in the courtyard, Jia Zheng took a deep breath. He really loved this niece. On the one hand, it was because he loved the house and Wu, and on the other hand, he admired Lin Daiyu's talent.

Thinking of the joke back then, Jia Zheng sighed lightly, what a pity.

"Second master is here!"

Hu Po came out from the wing room and saw Jia Zheng standing in the courtyard, she was startled for a moment, then greeted with a smile: "It's cold outside, Second Master, please come in quickly!" Then hurriedly said: "Second Master, Second Master is here."

It's snowing cold outside, but warm like spring inside.

Jia Hu was wearing a loose cotton robe and reclined on the reclining chair, with his hands on his face, watching Lin Daiyu play the piano.

Lin Daiyu was sitting in front of the desk, pressing the strings with her left hand, and gently moving the fingers of her right hand on the strings. She raised her head to look at Jia Hu, and the eyes of the two met instantly!
Without avoiding Jia Hu's gaze, Lin Daiyu gave the thick-skinned man a slight annoyed look, and then smiled slightly.

Jia Hu smiled, sat up, and frowned when he heard Hu Po's voice outside.

Lin Daiyu pressed her hand, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Jia Hu sighed softly, "It's rare for Fusheng to be free for a while, but there's another trouble coming."

Lin Daiyu sighed slightly and stood up.

The thick cotton curtain was raised, and Jia Zheng walked in.

"Greetings, Uncle!"

Lin Daiyu stepped forward quickly, bowed to Jia Zheng, took off her cloak and handed it to Amber, and helped Jia Zheng to sit down.

Jia Hu stood up, went to sit next to Jia Zheng, and asked, "Is the official road cleared?"

Jia Zheng didn't answer, but just smiled wryly.

Lin Daiyu offered the tea to Jia Zheng with her own hands.

Jia Zheng took a sip of the tea, put it down, smiled slightly, and said, "I still have a good piano, it's a pity to leave it for nothing. I'll have someone send it to you later."

Lin Daiyu smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle." Bending her knees to Jia Zhengying, she said, "I'll go to the inner room to read the book." She glanced at Jia Hu again, and took Amber to hide in the inner room.

Jia Zheng glanced at Lin Daiyu and asked Jia Hu, "Do you understand?"

Jia Hu was taken aback for a moment, then blushed.

Jia Zheng laughed haha, picked up the tea bowl and took another sip, then sighed deeply, and sighed, "The people are miserable."

Jia Hu looked at him for a moment: "Uncle Zheng, is there something wrong?"

Jia Zheng nodded: "The snow on the official road is getting deeper and deeper as you go north. The Ministry of Industry and Shuntian Mansion are not enough manpower. It's snowing again, and the cold wind has knocked down many people all day and night. It's even more difficult. .so."

How could Jia Hu not understand what he meant?
There was silence.

Jia Zheng looked at Jia Hu: "I know you're in trouble, but there was another urgent report from a few counties in the north this morning."

"Uncle Zheng needless to say."

Jia Hu interrupted him, stood up, walked to the desk, took out a piece of paper from the box, and handed it to Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng took a look, his expression suddenly changed, he stood up, and asked tremblingly, "This, is this true?"

Jia Hu: "Yes. The rumors outside are far more than that. Some people say that I am Gu Zhixiang, who watches the wolf, and I have the ambition of an emperor. Others say that the Jia family invites people's hearts with small favors and prepares for the rebellion!"

"Fart!" Jia Zheng blurted out the foul language in a panic.

Jia Hu smiled wryly and shook his head: "Actually, all these gossips are secondary. It's because the attitude of the palace is not clear. It's not the right time. I wrote a memorial to resign, but there has been no news yet!"

"I see."

Jia Zheng was trembling with anger, "Since that's the case, I won't worry about it anymore. I'll go back and write my resignation letter now, and our family will go back to the south."

Ok?
Jia Hu was taken aback, so reckless?
"Hey, Uncle Zheng, listen to me!"

Jia Hu hurriedly pulled him to sit down, "It's fine for me to submit a memorial to resign, but Zheng Shu's submission of a memorial to resign is a forced palace. People will also say that our Jia family has a small belly and no big picture."

Jia Zheng looked at Jia Hu blankly: "I, what should I do?"

Jia Hu: "Go back to the Ministry of Industry and continue to work."

Jia Zheng stood up, came to his senses at this moment, and said again: "Officials from all departments of the Ministry of Industry have come back to rescue the soldiers."

Jia Hu thought for a while: "Uncle Zheng went to Zhao Zixun. If the official road is not cleared, the relief supplies allocated by the household department will not be able to be shipped out. He is more anxious than anyone else. There are 10,000+ young men in the Beijing camp, let him go to ask for orders! "

Jia Zheng: "Okay! I'll go right away!" After finishing speaking, he walked out without looking back.

"Hey! Clothes." Jia Hu quickly picked up the cloak and chased him out.

After sending Jia Zheng away, Jia Hu came back, and immediately saw Lin Daiyu standing by the desk, holding the piece of paper in her hand, looking at herself worriedly.

Lin Daiyu spoke, her voice trembling slightly: "Second brother, no, are you all right?"

Jia Hu smiled: "A bunch of jumping clowns! When I figure it out, I'll clean them up one by one."

Lin Daiyu: "Are you all right?!"

Jia Hu stepped forward and hugged her tightly: "It will be fine. Trust me!"

Lin Daiyu leaned into Jia Hu's arms and replied softly, "Yes."

Suddenly, Lin San's voice came from outside the door: "Commander, may I come in?"

Jia Hu's arms around Lin Daiyu trembled slightly, his face turned ugly.

With a "puchi" smile, Lin Daiyu pushed Jia Hu away, "It's important." After finishing speaking, she turned and went into the room.

Jia Hu turned around and sat down in front of the desk, then said, "Come in."

Lin San came in covered in snowflakes, approached Jia Hu, and said in a low voice: "Marshal, Wang Ziteng sent a New Year's gift to Prince Zhongshun's residence!"

Jia Hu's eyes flashed: "Oh? Did you read that right?"

Lin San: "Wang Ziteng didn't intend to carry someone behind his back at all, Wang Ren sent it himself."

Jia Hu smiled: "Walking on the grassland once, I didn't learn the skills, but my courage has increased a lot."

Lin San: "Could it be the meaning of the palace?"

Jia Hu was stunned for a moment, and understood what he meant, and thought for a while: "Is it all right? What's going on at the Beijing Prince's Mansion?"

Lin San: "It's still the same, Zhen Fu went to Beijing Palace again early in the morning."

Jia Hu nodded, and had to admit that this Zhen Fu was indeed a difficult character, no wonder he was able to steal so much money from the two major weaving bureaus of Jiangning and Suzhou without anyone noticing.

Jiao Da led people to stare at him for so long, but he didn't get any useful information.

Jiao Dadu became murderous towards him.

It's a pity I can't move him for the time being.

"Second Master, Uncle Xiaorong in the front yard ordered someone to deliver a gift list." The voice of Lin Zhixiao's family came from outside the door.

Jia Hu frowned: "Come in."

"Yes."

A corner of the thick cotton curtain was lifted, Lin Zhixiao's family got in, walked over quickly, and presented a gift slip with both hands.

Jia Hu took it and glanced at the cover, slightly taken aback, Yi Kezhao League?

There was so much snow that the sky was full of snow.

The front of Wenyuan Pavilion was full of officials from various yamen in the capital. It was the end of the year, and many urgent official documents needed to be signed by the cabinet.

Cabinet ministers, Ministers of the Household Department Zhao Zixun and Jia Zheng came out of Wenyuan Pavilion and walked quickly to Qianqing Palace.

Seeing the two hurrying footsteps, many officials whispered:

"It seems that the Jia family is really in a hurry!"

"Indeed. But this is obviously a rumor deliberately spread by someone."

"Rumours or not are not important, the most important thing is the attitude of the palace. It has been more than an hour since Jia Hu's memorial to resign has been handed in, and there is no news at all. I can't see it!"

"Shouldn't be!"

"Yes. It's going to be chilling."

"What is this? There are new rumors in the eastern and western cities that the death of Princess Beijing has a lot to do with it."

"Oh?!" All the officials exclaimed at the same time, mixed with some questions.
(End of this chapter)