Red Mansion Beijingwang

Zhen family.

Zhen Tiren was in a good mood today, so he invited a theater troupe to sing for entertainment. The stage in the flower hall was filled with flutes and strings, and the music was non-stop.

Zhen Tiren held the crescent wine cup in his hand, his eyes gradually became hazy, and he stared at the actor on the stage. The graceful figure was wrapped under the colorful feather coat, which was charming and charming. For a moment, he felt a ball of fire in his belly.

The words are clear and the accent is smooth, and the lingering sound lingers in the ears. Such singing skills certainly require in-depth consultation.

At this moment, the housekeeper hurriedly walked in and said: "Master, Jia Yucun said that he came to visit the master on the order of the prince, and is resting in the flower hall at the moment."

Zhen Tiren frowned when he heard this, with a strong look of dissatisfaction on his face. Coming to visit him at this time was not to disturb his interest in studying opera, but it was really annoying.

Although he was angry in his heart, Zhen Tiren was not yet obsessed with wine and sex. If Jia Yucun came to visit him, he would just send someone to send him away. However, Jia Yucun said that he was clearly under the order of the prince and represented the Beijing Palace, and he could not send him away at will.

He got up impatiently and walked toward the flower hall with stumbling steps. When he entered the flower hall, he saw Jia Yucun, and said with a bit of sarcasm in his words: "What kind of wind brought Mr. Jia here."

In Jiayu Village, you are the one who relies on the power of others, but you will feel better later.

Jia Yucun stared at Zhen Tiren and sneered in his heart. He was always arrogant and domineering. This was the style of the Zhen family.

Jia Yucun smiled and said, "Second Master Zhen, I came down here on the orders of the prince. Please come on, Second Master."

Zhen Tiren was slightly stunned when he heard this. What did the prince want to ask him for?
Judging from the kind look on Jia Yucun's face, Zhen Tiren didn't think anything else. Could it be that the only possibility was to borrow food from the wealthy Jinling family to provide disaster relief?

What a good guy, you have donated money and food, and now you are still staring at them. You really use the Jinling wealthy family as a "money bag". If it were not for your status as a "prince", why would you pay attention to you.

"I know, let me change my clothes."

Although he was feeling depressed, he couldn't refuse anyone who asked him to go there. It was nothing more than complaining, and in the end he was given a few hundred shi of food to deal with it.

Hearing this, Jia Yucun smiled and said: "Second Master Zhen, the prince has something urgent to ask of you. It's better not to delay. Please follow the official to pay homage to the prince."

Zhen Tiren frowned when he heard this, and there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen, but he didn't know the specific reason.

Putting down the uneasiness in his heart, Zhen Tiren nodded and said, "I will follow Mr. Jia to see the prince."

When Jia Yucun heard this, the corner of his mouth slightly raised. Originally, they planned to take the person directly, but because they were afraid of abusing someone and something might happen, they simply treated him with courtesy.

They were brought back to the government office in the name of the prince. As long as the people arrived at the government office, they were not at their mercy. Therefore, Jia Yucun and Feng Ziying acted separately and each "recruited people."

Things are dead, but people are alive. The left and right princes want to capture them. As long as the goal is achieved, it is not up to them how to capture them.

This "harmonious" scene in the Zhen family also happened in the Jia family. After Feng Ziying "invited" Jia Daizhai to the government office, even if the two people realized something was wrong, they were helpless under the coercion of the soldiers.

Guest House.

Shui Rong stood in the house, his sword-shaped eyebrows furrowed and relaxed, looking through the window at a canna plant, with a thick and strong stem, standing pregnant.

Today, I learned that the Zhen family, Jia family and other Jinling wealthy families had come up with the idea of ​​providing food for disaster relief. I felt depressed. How could these guys be so greedy from a wealthy family? They were really blinded by wealth and did not know whether to live or die. .

It is said that strong qi harms the body. What should happen if there is stagnation of qi? The main thing is to resolve it.

As for how to solve the problem, it is very particular. Some people place their affection on mountains and rivers, and some adjust themselves. Everyone has their own fate, and for water solution
Looking down, he saw Liu Wuer kneeling on the ground, buried in his head, the pink ribbon around her bun ring swaying, light and elegant.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but with experience, you won’t swallow it all. It’s hard not to tell yourself, but it’s also not good for the parties involved. Compared with the first time, it’s a bit different now. The branches and vines are moving around the tree, and they are faint. There is the pleasure of enjoying delicious food, like a dance on the tip of the tongue.

Regarding Liu Wuer's transformation, Shui Xiu can probably understand that coriander has a strong taste and he didn't like to eat it in the first half of his life, but he liked it in the second half of his life. This is called "adaptation of the brain receptors", which in literary terms means "entering the abalone restaurant. After hearing it for a long time, you don’t know its smell; when you enter a quiet orchid room, you don’t smell its fragrance for a long time.”

Apart from other things, Keqing and Tanchun originally sneered at him, their disgust beyond words. If Shuirong hadn't told him about it personally, they wouldn't have been willing to come.

But now these people are taking it calmly, this is a change, especially Ke Qing, who can clearly detect the water-soluble state from the weight, which can be said to be "unique talent".

Suddenly, Xiao Hong walked in, her willow eyes stared at the kneeling Liu Wu'er, her jade cheeks warmed slightly, her eyes were full of water and shimmering, and she saluted, "Your Majesty, Jia Fuyin is here."

Wu'er is a lucky little girl and does decent things, but she always picks up scraps and doesn't know when she will have a feast.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and was slightly startled. Didn't he ask Jia Yucun to get someone to find out the reason? Why did he come to see him so quickly? Or was Jia Yucun afraid that something had gone wrong?
When it comes to disaster relief, Shui Xiong cannot delay. But in this situation, the sword has been unsheathed. How can it be put back into the sheath without some blood?
Thinking of this, Shui Rong stretched out his hand to clasp Wu'er's double-ringed bun. He felt like he was holding the steering wheel. He felt quite comfortable and said softly: "Wu'er, be patient, it will be over soon."

"cough cough"

After a while, Wu'eryu's cheeks turned bright red, she clutched her lapels with her bare hands, and kept coughing, her breathing became rapid, as if something was blocked in her throat, and she couldn't move up or down. Unable to get down, a pair of clear eyes were filled with tears.

Shui Rong found that most of the stagnation in his lower abdomen had disappeared, and his expression became refreshed. He lowered his eyes and saw the girl's aggrieved look, a little unnatural on her face, and said: "Wu'er, go drink some tea and rinse your mouth."

How should I put it? Wu'er is originally a weak person, so he can do it step by step, but if he swallows everything in a hurry, he will inevitably not be able to adapt.

But I have to say that he really likes the maid's double-ring bun, it's really easy.

As a maid, the master's little concern is enough to soothe the girl's "injured" heart. At this moment, Liu Wu'er not only did not complain, but instead felt a touch of sweetness welling up in her heart. She pursed her sparkling pink lips and got up. Come, walk to the table, hold the teapot in hand, pour a cup of tea and drink it in one gulp, feeling much better.

Xiaohong has always been sharp-eyed and clever. She knew that the prince had important matters to deal with, so she wanted to clean up the matter as soon as possible. Without the prince's instructions, she walked slowly closer and closer, bent over with her head hanging down, and helped Wu'er to take care of things. Unfinished business is completed.

A maid must have good eyesight and must be told by her master to do anything and do whatever she wants. After all, she knows that the prince will not blame her.

"hiss"

Shui Rong let out a soft sigh, looking down at Xiao Hong with a slightly strange expression.

This girl is quite a glutton. It turns out that she likes the taste of coriander, so she chews it with ease, as if she wants to enjoy it.

However, Shui Rong didn't say much. He was going to see Jia Yucun later, so he wanted to clean it up. The house is dirty, do you want to clean it up?

Suddenly, Xiao Hongsu grasped the hem of the boy's trousers with her hands, her cheeks turned bright red, and her eyes widened.

Why is the prince still as uncontrollable as a child, actually...

Holding a breath, Xiaohong took it all in. After sorting it out, she stood up, swallowed softly, raised her drunken face and looked at Shuirong, her eyes moved, and said: "Your Majesty, it's done."

Although it is second-hand, it is a decent thing to serve the prince, and there is nothing to dislike. This is the consciousness of being a maid.

Shui Rong chuckled lightly, reached out and pinched Xiao Hong's chin, and said with a smile: "Yes, you have good eyesight. When I get back, I will tell the third girl that I will let you be a first-class maid."

This little red really surprised him, and he really didn't know how to evaluate it, but overall, it was very enjoyable.

Facing a maid who is motivated, Shui Rong will not treat her poorly. After all, Xiao Hong is indeed an eloquent person and speaks concisely, which is rare for Shui Rong, who loves cleanliness.

Of course, this "motivation" also has conditions. Not just any flatterer can win his favor. As for what the "conditions" are, all the interpretation rights rest with Shui Rong.

Xiao Hong was overjoyed when she heard this, and said hurriedly: "I thank you, my lord."

Although first-class maids and second-class maids are both maids, there is an obvious difference. In addition to the increase in monthly salary, it lies in the severity of the work.

Like before, Xiaohong's work was nothing more than fetching water, making tea, feeding birds, watering flowers, etc. In addition to doing rough work, she couldn't serve her master closely. In the original work, Xiaohong poured a cup of tea for Baoyu for the first time, but Baoyu didn't even recognize her.

What a first-class maid does is to serve her master closely in daily life, which is decent and promising.

This time Xiao Hong was able to serve Shui Rong because she was away from home and the conditions were relatively "shabby". Tanchun accompanied Daiyu to carry the coffin back to Suzhou, but Shui Rong had no one around to serve him, so he let Xiao Hong and Liu Wuer pick up the leak.

Otherwise, these two people would have no chance to serve him closely.

Xiaohong was already very satisfied with being promoted to a first-class maid. You must know that there are countless maids who were dispossessed by their masters and were nameless and insignificant. Don't think that serving the young prince will make you rise to the top in one step. Just be satisfied with the benefits.

It is good to please the Lord to be positive, but you must be very sober and calm.

Shui Rong nodded slightly, but didn't say anything else. He liked people with a clear mind and not to be arrogant. He straightened his sleeves and robes and walked away.

At this time, Liu Wu'er raised his eyes and stared at Xiao Hong, with a look of resentment in his eyebrows. What a good guy, his hard work was missed by this little hoof. It was really in vain.

This matter is like someone who has worked so hard to research the results, but at the last moment someone else signed them and published them. All the fame, fame and wealth are owned by others. You can imagine the depression in your heart.

Seeing this, Xiaohong's pretty face showed a bit of unnaturalness. She pulled the corner of her mouth and stepped forward to comfort her: "Hao Wu'er, you also know that the prince only allows you to serve by his side. It can be seen that the prince loves you more than me." You and I are just a first-class maid, and you will be Aunt Liu from now on."

Hearing this, Liu Wuer's jade cheeks warmed up slightly, and he spat: "Don't make fun of me and say, what aunt? I don't have this blessing."

It is true that, as Xiaohong said, the prince likes her more than Xiaohong, but that's just it. There are so many sisters in the prince's palace, not to mention Baoqin, Qiufang, Yingluo, Xiangling, Qingwen, Which one is not better than her? None of them have the status of aunt, let alone herself.

Now, I am just a pastime for the prince who has no one to use.

Thinking of this, Liu Wuer's beautiful face dimmed, and she couldn't help but cough again.

Xiao Hong didn't take it seriously when she saw this, and stared at Wu'er's face and figure, which looked like a queen, knowing that the prince would not turn a blind eye.

If it were you, you would have permission. Taking advantage of this great opportunity, you should take the initiative to climb onto the prince's bed and establish a deeper friendship. With the prince's temperament, you will not treat others badly or suffer any loss.

When you are a maid, you have to please the Lord.

Wu'er poured a cup of tea and sipped it. He suddenly felt a little better. After thinking about it, he poured another cup and handed it to Xiaohong, saying, "Drink some tea to moisten it."

Xiao Hong stared at Wu'er, feeling a little weird. She was still drinking, her intestines were full.

Shui Rong walked along the corridor and came to the flower hall. He saw Jia Yucun standing there and asked directly: "How are things going?"

Jia Yucun was also unambiguous. He immediately handed over a copy of the case document and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I have investigated everything clearly. Please take a look at it."

Shui Rong raised his brows slightly when he heard this, and looked at Jia Yucun with a bit of admiration in his eyes. Within a few moments, he found out the reason. Jia Yucun's talent was indeed superior.

Jia Yucun saw Shui Rong's admiring expression, and couldn't help but feel proud. After capturing Zhen Tiren and Jia Daizhai, Jia Yucun interrogated them alone. No, he should have asked about the reasons, and captured them on the spot with reason and emotion.

In fact, this is also because they are facing the Zhen family and the Jia family, especially Jia Daizhai. The grain boats for disaster relief have been detained. The words even hinted that the prince would not touch the Jia family because of the in-law relationship, but the matter needed an explanation, which made Jia Daizhai relax.

After all, those who seek advantages and avoid disadvantages will die as Taoist friends rather than as poor Taoists.

Shui Rong took the case document and started to read it. When he saw the name Jia Zhen of Duke Ning Guo's name on it, he felt slightly happy.

Sure enough, if you want to use the court's disaster relief food, there must be someone in the capital to take care of it. Not to mention that the Zhen and Jia families are old relatives and family friends. In the original work, they can entrust the family with financial gifts. In addition, Zhen and Jia at this time The family is married to Ning Guo Gongfu, and the relationship is even closer. Such obscure matters must be conspired with Ning Guo Gongfu.

Don't think that the Jia family is getting weaker and weaker and has no connections to use.

In the original work, Jia Zheng, the second eldest son of Duke Rongguo, could easily promote Jia Yucun to be the prefect of Jinling. Not to mention that Jia Zhen, as a successor to the Duke of Ningguo, had extraordinary connections and was able to use the food for disaster relief. It's easy to move your hands and feet.

The power of the Jia family is beyond your imagination, not to mention that the Jia family is now married to the Prince of Beijing, and their power is incomparable.

After a deep groan, Shui Rong said, "I will submit this matter to His Majesty, so Jiafu Yin can worry about the disaster relief."

Jia Yucun looked startled when he heard this, and felt a sense of surprise in his heart. Could this petition to His Majesty be pursued to the end?
Thinking about this, Jia Yucun cautiously asked: "What about the second master of the Zhen family and Mrs. Jia?"

Shui Rong glanced at Jia Yucun and said calmly: "I will go to jail and wait for the Lord's judgment."

They are just some clowns, and they expect him to cover for them, which is nonsense.

Jia Yucun was shocked. Sure enough, the prince was planning to pursue the matter to the end. Although he hinted verbally in front of Jia Daizhai, he also thought so in his heart.

According to the in-laws of the Prince of Beijing and the Jia family, it was most likely a small punishment but a big warning, so he "invited" the Zhen family and the Jia family to enter the Jinling government office, and they were not even imprisoned, but detained. In the guest room, act like a guest, so as not to ruin the reputation of the two families.

Unexpectedly, the prince wanted to kill his relatives out of justice.

After a few moments of silence, Jia Yucun responded: "I respect your order."

Jia Yucun didn't care about the Zhen family and the Jia family. What he cared about was Shui Rong's attitude. Since Shui Rong wanted to pursue the matter to the end, he had nothing to say and just did as he was told.

Beijing, Qianqing Palace.

In the solemn palace, Emperor Yongkang sat in front of the royal desk in an apricot-yellow robe. His deep eyes stared at King Yong who was standing respectfully below. Zhanran said: "Liu'er, it is a happy event for Prince Yong to have a daughter. I will let the Ministry of Internal Affairs Give the reward."

King Yong heard the words and respectfully accepted the promise, with a spring breeze-like joy in his brows.

The presence of a queen in Prince Yong's palace would put an end to some gossip and eliminate the disadvantage in winning the direct heir. Coupled with the reward from Emperor Yongkang, how could the attitude expressed by him not make Prince Yong happy.

Zhang Pan'er has been pregnant for nearly two months now. There is a slight bulge in her belly. You can't see it without looking carefully. From the previous vomiting, she couldn't even drink water, but now she is eating normally. The heirs of the Guan Imperial Family must report to the clan's records.

As for worrying about someone stumbling upon her, he would arrange for someone he could trust to take care of her carefully. It wouldn't be a problem, but he didn't believe that the scheming and poisonous woman would blatantly stumbling upon her.

Suddenly, a chamberlain walked in lightly and said in a tight voice: "Your Majesty, Prince Beijing has an urgent report to submit."

When Emperor Yongkang heard this, his stern brows furrowed slightly. According to his understanding of Shui Rong, he would not report anything if nothing happened, let alone an urgent report. It must be that something went wrong in the disaster relief.

Sometimes I think about it, Emperor Yongkang really doesn't want to receive a memorial about Shui Rong. This guy has always kept to himself, and he will come when he wants.

When King Yong in the hall heard the name of Prince Beijing, he was also concerned. He was "sincere" towards this sixteenth uncle, not to mention that he was the biological father of his "son", so how could he turn a blind eye.

However, King Yong also knew that the importance was relieved. Even as a prince, he could not interfere with this political matter at will, so he suppressed his curiosity and said respectfully: "Father, I will leave."

Emperor Yongkang nodded lightly, without saying anything. He took the emergency report and started to read it. When he saw the contents of the emergency report, his face was gloomy. Suddenly, the hall was filled with an icy feeling, which made all the palace maids in prison... His mind tightened and he stood solemnly.

With a "pop" sound, Emperor Yongkang slapped the imperial case angrily, and the tea cup on the case fell to the ground with a shock, and shouted: "What a great Duke of Ningguo, come here, tell the commander of the Jinyi Guards."

King Yong, who was stepping out of Qianqing Palace, was startled when he heard this angry shout. He suddenly felt something bad. His father only activated Longwei after receiving an urgent report from his sixteenth uncle, and mentioned the Ningguo Duke's mansion in a good manner. There is also news about Jin Yiwei. Could it be that something went wrong in Ning Guogong's mansion?
My goodness, the Ningguo Mansion and Uncle Sixteen are related by marriage, what on earth went on?

Thinking of this, King Yong became curious and was not in a hurry to leave. (End of chapter)