In the three rooms behind the courtyard, Tanchun's room is in the three rooms.

Tanchun, Yingchun and Xichun talked together. They all lived in Baoxia Hall.

Tanchun's room was transparent. After lighting the candle, the light was bright. Six people including Siqi, Shishu, and Zhihua served, and sometimes laughed and interrupted, chattered and the atmosphere was lively. The news that Jia Huan returned home tomorrow has spread all over.

Looking at the maids who were talking lively, Yingchun was quiet and shook her head helplessly, and said to Tanchun: "Look, I'm happy for them."

In fact, she was also very happy. Siqi and the others might be because their third brother came back and some support could suppress those mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. And she was just happy for their third brother's safe return.

The third brother is very good. He doesn't spend much time with their sisters, but she can feel his closeness to her and kindness.

Tanchun was wearing a honey-colored long jacket, with her exquisite literary talent, handsome eyes and eyebrows. When she smiled, she looked at her spirits and was beautiful for no reason. "Second sister, I'm happy too."

Jia Huan is her younger brother. She has a famous talent all over the world and returns with the wind and thunder. After more than a year of studying in Jinling, I believe that next year's Spring Examination Competition will definitely be on the imperial list. At that time, the vast ocean and the sky will be in a certain way.

Xichun, who was always cold-hearted, couldn't help but smile and said, "It's right for the third sister to be happy. However, I was thinking about what gift my third brother would bring back to me."

Xichun is the youngest among many brothers and sisters. He has grown up gradually and is over ten years old. He is wearing a gouaver-pink satin round-necked gown, with a delicate and pretty appearance. At a young age, he has a cold and calm temperament. He is a very outstanding little beauty.

Her father was busy practicing Taoism, and her brother Jia Zhen was dead. Although she was kept in front of the old lady, she was the least outstanding in many sisters.

The only warmth in her cold heart was probably the third brother who had specially published two volumes of Buddhist scriptures for her.

The third brother treats her very well. When she returns from going out, she will definitely bring her gifts. But I don’t know if it suits her.

Xichun's words immediately made the room heat up discussing the topic of gifts.

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The night is shrouded in the gardens of the Jia Mansion. The wind is cold in the winter night. In Li Wan's courtyard, the lights are like this.

Li Wan's routine is to teach Jia Lan's knowledge in the room and urge him to study. However, recently, she has gradually felt difficult and cannot answer some of her son's questions.

Although she is literate, her father once served as the Imperial College Priest, and her husband Jia Zhu, who has died, is a scholar, but she does not know much about Confucianism. Many times, it is explained in combination with the study notes copied by Jia Lan from Jia Huan. After all, she is an adult and her understanding ability is not comparable to that of a child.

She urgently hoped to send her son Jia Lan to Wendao Academy to study. This required Jia Huan's help. In fact, Mr. Luo, a clan, is also very familiar with the academy, but she is a widow, so it is not convenient for her to meet outsiders.

Jia Lan read the "Shangshu" for a while and felt confused. She looked up at her mother who was distracted under the lamp, and suddenly said, "Mom, I heard that my third uncle is coming back in school."

Li Wan sat on a wooden chair under the lamp, about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, wearing a simple water-white cotton jacket and wearing a white forehead. She was in the best years of a woman's life, and was pure and elegant, and a woman was charming. At this time, she came back to her senses and said, "Well. When your third uncle comes back, my mother will tell him that she will send you to Wendao Academy at the foot of Miaofeng Mountain."

She hopes that her son will become a success.

Jia Lan was silent for a while and nodded.

He was highly valued by Mr. Luo in the clan school. He said that he would have hope of entering the school in a few years. On the Wendao Academy, he had heard many rumors. He was outstanding in his career. After going to the academy, he would no longer be the best among everyone, and he might even become a poor student. It would be very difficult.

The ten-year-old boy looked dull, but he had already begun to have his own ideas. However, how could he refuse his mother's eager hope?

…

In Fengjie's courtyard on Jiafu West Road, Jia Lian has been helping with the New Year's Day, Grand View Garden and other places at home recently. He has not gone out to drink and has not returned at night.

As the night was about to rest, Ping'er wore a jade-colored double-breasted jacket and served Jia Lian in the house to wash.

Wang Xifeng sat aside to drink tea. Her expression was a little bored, but she was actually a little nervous. This beautiful young lady with bright and beautiful pink and beautiful beauty was thinking about what Jia Huan scolded her in the letter.

In the letter, she directly scolded her for taking over lawsuits and corruption of the reputation of the Jia family and was foolish. The words were extremely strict and intense. Jia Huan was coming back tomorrow, and she was a little worried that Jia Huan would settle the score with her after returning home.

Jia Huan can talk about the master in the mansion and the imperial concubine in the palace. Even if she has a wife and uncle to support her, it would probably not be difficult for Jia Huan to punish her with her skills.

Ping'er took the basin and Wang Xifeng looked silent and asked Jia Lian with a smile: "Brother Huan is going to go back tomorrow. Are you not going to prepare? I heard that Brother Huan comes back and comes back to check the account of the villa."

The relationship between Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng has long become dull. Now he has a income of 7,000 or 8,000 taels of silver a year. How can he be willing to mercenary to Wang Xifeng? The beautiful sister is a lot of people outside. She is gentle and tactful. But Feng Jie'er is her first wife, so he can't stay away.

At this moment, he heard this and laughed, saying, "What does this have to do with me?"

He now has the money on hand and is the master, so he will not greed for the 1 million taels of silver. Of course, he also took 10% of what he deserved.

In fact, Brother Huan comes back to check accounts and other trivial matters. The family basically gives birth to children in the Jia family. The master has the power to seize life and death over the slaves. Some people are disobedient and want to take more and be greedy. That's really no wonder Brother Huan turns his back on him.

On the contrary, his father probably had some objections to Brother Huan. This is what could affect him.

Wang Xifeng felt a little sad. She was a very smart person. When she heard Jia Lian's words, she knew that Jia Lian had no desire to confront Jia Huan at all.

…

In a courtyard south of Ningrong Street, the house of Shan Daliang, the house of Shan Qun, Shan Daliang, and Shan Daliang, surrounded by the charcoal basin and discussed in a low voice.

Shan Daliang pondered.

The construction of the villa in the visiting family was the eldest master Jia She and the second master Jia Lian, who was also one of the persons in charge.

…

Jiafu East Road, the garden area here is much smaller due to the construction of the Shangqin Villa.

Jia She was the first-class general. After drinking with his guests in the outer courtyard, he received news that Jia Huan would return home tomorrow. He pondered in his inner study for a long time.

The concubine, Mrs. Xing and others dared not disturb him.

The candle was burning in the gorgeous and exquisite lampshade, and Jia She's expression was somewhat sinister.

He did have a calculation to calculate with Brother Huan. How much money did his brother-in-law Lin Ruhai leave for Brother Huan after his death? I'm afraid there were hundreds of thousands of taels.

Hey. Does it take so much to take care of an orphan? Don’t you just take it all for Brother Huan to take it alone?

…

The rooster crows at dawn. The curfew in the inner city of the capital ended and the nine gates opened. In the cold and dim morning light, the people waiting to enter the city, and the merchants lined up in long queues.

Jia Huan and Daiyu and his group entered the city from Xuanwu Gate at around 9 a.m., walked straight along Xuanwu Gateli Street, and headed to Sishifang Ningrong Street in Xicheng.

The masters of Rongguo Mansion and Ningguo Mansion, the slaves, waited at home since the morning. Youshi took Qin Keqing to Jia Mu to wait early in the morning. Qin Keqing originally intended to tell her illness that she would not come out. However, before leaving Jia Mansion, she wanted to see Uncle Huan.

Jia Rong brought Jia Qiang, Jia Qiong, Jia Chen, and Jia Lin's children from the East Mansion to meet with Jia Lian, Jia Cong, Jia Chang, Jia Ling, Jia Yun, Jia Qin, Jia Lan, Jia Jun, Jia Rui and others, and waited in front of the Rong Mansion Gate.

Uncle Huan returned from afar, and the children of the Jia family should welcome him.

The winter is so harmonious that it falls on the flat stone street. Jia Qiang stood among the crowd and sighed in his heart. Now, as long as anyone who is not stupid in the Jia family can see that Uncle Huan is about to become the banner figure of the Jia family. Now, who doesn’t want to make a coincidence in front of him?

There are so many people coming today! Jia Lian squinted his eyes and looked at the intersection in front of the road. This scene was not just caused by Jia Huan's identity as a juren. Instead, the result of Jia Huan's trip to Jiangnan and some of the things that happened returned to the capital.

Jia Huan is now a famous talented man and a famous scholar among scholars. His master is Fang Wang, the leader of the world's literary world. Grandma Fang is currently the Minister of Rites. He presided over the compilation of "Emperor Zhou Yinghua" and was highly valued by the emperor.

At the same time, he was a disciple of the governor of Huaiyang, Sha Sheng. The governor of the Prime Minister Yan Fa was no worse than his uncle (Prince Teng).

Moreover, he is also a disciple of Zhang Anbo, Minister of Rites of Nanjing. Wei Hong, Minister of Revenue, reiterated his merits and praised him. It is not a secret that he has a good relationship with the Wei family. He also has a good relationship with Ning Longjiang, a popular man around the new emperor.

All these things invisibly added Jia Huan's power. The rising momentum is already unstoppable. As long as Jia Huan is on the list of gold...

While Jia Lian was thinking about it, Jia Huan's carriage was still walking on the street. In Rongguo Mansion, Jia Zheng and Jia She were waiting in Rongxi Hall.

In the inner house, Jia Mu's house was waiting, Jia Mu, Wang, Mrs. Xing, Aunt Xue, Wang Xifeng, Li Wan, Baoyu, Youshi, Qin Keqing, Baochai, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun and others were waiting.

In the flower hall, the housekeeper, nanny, daughter-in-law and maids were accompanying him. The atmosphere was slightly anxious. This was because of waiting.

Yuanyang, the "big secretary" beside Jia Mu, smiled and comforted Jia Mu, "Don't worry, ancestors, the third master is so stable. Miss Lin must be fine in more than a year in Jinling." She knew that the old lady was not waiting for the third master, but waiting for Miss Lin.

Jia Mu nodded gently.

Mrs. Wang didn't even twitch her eyes. She turned the Buddhist beads in her hand and sneered in her heart. Her illegitimate son offended her brother (Prince Teng).

Baoyu wore a silver crown with a tied hair on his head, an exquisite white patterned cotton jacket, a silver belt with pearls, a jade-faced and starry eyes, and outstanding characters. He couldn't help but feel irritable in his heart and twisted back and forth on the chair, as if sitting on pins and pins.

Tanchun couldn't help laughing. The second brother missed Lin Meimei.

The few maids behind Mrs. Wang, Jin Chuan'er, Yu Chuan'er, Caiyun and Caixia were all chuckling. Caixia, who had not seen her for a long time, became more and more outstanding, and her expectation was unstoppable. She knew that Mr. Bao and the old lady were thinking of Miss Lin. But she was thinking of another person.

At this time, a wife who had been listening to the news outside quickly walked in with a smile on her face, "Go back to the old lady, madam, the third master and Miss Lin have arrived at the door of the mansion! Second Master Lian and Uncle Rong are following at the door."

The hall suddenly cheered: "Amitabha, finally arrived."

"The Third Master is back."

"Miss Lin is here."

Jia Mu also stood up, leaned on a crutch, and shouted, "Hurry, hurry up, ask Yu'er to come and see me."

Baoyu jumped up and everyone was laughing. Wang Xifeng teased: "Look at the joy of Brother Bao. I have played together since I was a child."

Baochai, who had been sitting upright, looked quiet, bright and elegant. At this moment, a clear and cheerful light flashed in her beautiful almond eyes. It was shining brightly!
Chapter completed!