In the autumn of the 13th year of Yongzhi, Qiushuangzhai occasionally formed a begonia club. After writing the poem, the poem was over, and the golden hairpins in the Jia family naturally dispersed. Some went to Jia Mu and Wang's house, while others went home.

Jia Huan and Baochai took Ying'er and Xiangling followed the corridor in the Grand View Garden to look at the moon. Along the way, there were green and golden flowing, and the autumn scenery was pleasant. It was late autumn.

Baochai wore a goose yellow long skirt, and her figure looked slightly plump for a girl. Her beautiful almond eyes were bright and unspeakable, just like a goddess. Her lips were smiling, and she walked side by side with Jia Huan. The cold fragrance lingered.

Seeing Jia Huan's slightly contemplative look, Baochai asked softly: "Husband, is there any difficulty in asking you to go?"

Jia Huan came to his senses, looked at his quiet and gentle wife, and smiled and said, "Nothing is wrong. What can I do?"

Baochai's eyelashes flashed, her bright eyes flowed, and she said, "Isn't there really?"

Jia Huan smiled, reached out and stroked a ray of beauty hanging down from Baochai's white ears, with a gentle movement, and said with a gentle voice: "No." He smiled and said: "I forgot to congratulate my sister on winning the championship in the poetry club."

Baochai did not avoid her husband's intimacy, smiled and her pretty face turned slightly red. No matter how mature her heart was, she was still a girl! And she was just a newly married woman.

In the afternoon in the Grand View Garden, there were no pedestrians on the long corridor, which was quiet and hard to say. The two of them whispered and spread everywhere. On the way, Baochai chuckled from time to time.

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The second day of September is Wang Xifeng's birthday. Jia Lian is a rare place to stay at home. In the evening, the sky gradually faded.

Wang Xifeng and Jia Lian were having a meal together. Ping'er was waiting aside. The dishes were very rich and there was a pot of wine.

Wang Xifeng ate a few bites with interest. There were only a few dishes at home. She had never eaten anything before. She held her cheeks with one hand and asked, "Hey, why did Brother Huan take leave recently at home? Ping'er said that in the afternoon, she also set up a poetry club with Sister Zhu, Sister Xue, and Miss Three. I am free!"

The management system of the foreign government relies entirely on documents and documents to run. Jia Huan was very relaxed and left all the things to the people below to do.

In the inner palace, she can only care about everything. She is very comfortable when she is busy, but she is tired. She is really envious. It’s a pity that she can’t learn it.

Jia Lian sneered and pointed at the top, "Isn't that the matter? I don't like us brothers Huan today. Hi, you don't understand even if you say it, so you'd better talk about our own affairs? You'll tell me that you have a different position, but you won't agree."

Not long ago, he called the old lady to scold her and urged him to have a son with Feng Jie'er. This is his current major event. There are three unfilial things, and there is no descendant.

Wang Xifeng stared at Jia Lian with a phoenix eye, put down her chopsticks, and spat in anger, "You are so beautiful, go find those bastard women you have."

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Jiafu East Road.

Jia She was approaching his confidant servant. Now, he could no longer beat his son Jia Lian to Ping'anzhou. The goal was too big. He could only secretly watch his business from his confidant servant.

The client said, "Master, don't worry, if you go to Ping'anzhou to sell tea, silk, medicinal materials, ironware and other goods, you will definitely earn thousands of taels of silver for the master."

Jia She clamped her beard and smiled, "Yes."

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The daily life in the Jia family is like countless threads extending, and no one has realized that a huge storm is right in front of him. Moreover, it is related to the survival and wealth of the Jia family. However, Jia Huan did not intend to explain this matter in the house.

If the king is not secret, he will lose his ministers; if the ministers are not secret, he will be in trouble; if the affairs are not secret, he will be in trouble. Therefore, a gentleman is careful and does not come out!

Wang Ziteng made an appointment with Jia Huan to have a drink in the evening. Jia Huan arrived at Xiaoyongfang, Qiuye Hutong, and the royal palace at around 6 o'clock in the evening.

In the small hall, there were also Baobing Hou Shi Nai and Shi Xiangyun's uncle. The beautiful maids served the wine and food and left.

Wang Ziteng introduced the situation, "Your Uncle Shi will be promoted to the Silk Road Instantly - Sichuan Left Administration Commissioner." Compared to Jia She, when his brother-in-law Jia Zheng went out, he regarded Jia Huan as the representative of the Jia family. As for the Xue family, Xue Pan was not allowed to go to the table.

Shi Nai raised his glass with a smile and said, "It's all up to Brother An Shi's recommendation. I can get this real position."

"Congratulations to Uncle Shi!" Jia Huan and Shi Nai had met him. At this time, they were so proud that they congratulated him with a few words of congratulations.

At this time of the State Dynasty, the boundaries between civil and military affairs were gradually being distinguished, but it was not so obvious. The generals and the generals and each other were still praised by people at that time. The governor of a province, the chief official of the border, Shi Nai was able to serve as a marquis and military honor.

It is obvious that after dozens of elite officials of the civil service group were cleaned up, Grand Secretary He declined, and Grand Secretary Xie regained the authority of the foreman of the Military Air Minister. Wang Ziteng is Grand Secretary Xie's confidant. It is not uncommon to be able to help the historians operate a senior official from another province.

After the meal, Wang Ziteng invited Jia Huan to the study to speak. Shi Nai relied on Wang Ziteng to get an official position, but he was not in the four major families and had no say, so he said goodbye and left.

In the study, the lights are brightly lit and exquisitely furnished. A young and beautiful concubine came in to serve tea. The fragrance of tea lingered.

Wang Ziteng sat on the chair in the middle, blew a breath, sipped the tea, then put down the tea bowl, and warned: "Ziyu, I keep you to tell you something. Your Jia family and the Zhen family have been in a century-old friendship. But don't get involved in the Zhen family's affairs! The current limelight is very wrong."

Jia Huan laughed and put the Ru kiln tea bowl in his hand on the sandalwood tea table. Classmate, I was worried that you would get involved! He had already cut with the Zhen family, so it would be impossible for him to get involved with the Zhen family. However, Wang Ziteng and Jia Huan were doubtful.

In the current situation, whoever gets involved with the Zhen family will die. He will not be able to live. However, in the original book of the Red Chamber, Wang Ziteng and Jia Yuanchun are all involved in political struggles. Is it just because of the Zhen family's Crown Princess? I'm afraid there are still benefits?

Jia Huan was worried that Wang Ziteng would make the wrong bet and stand in the wrong team. Uncle Wang is a political animal.

Jia Huan said: "Uncle, I know. A few days ago, the Zhen family sent two boxes to the mansion, but I confiscated them and asked them to take them back. The emperor searched the prince's Yue family, Zhen family. Who can't understand the momentum inside and outside the court?"

Jia Huan's words were actually reminding Wang Ziteng not to be blinded by interests. The prince's involvement in private salt affairs can tell Jia Yuanchun, but he cannot tell Wang Zitengming. What if Wang Ziteng switched his hands and sold him?

Jia Huan and Sha Sheng knew that the Zhen family was trafficking in private salt was related to the prince, but they did not report it to the emperor. This was a death sentence for deceiving the emperor!

Therefore, Jia Huan would not bet on Wang Ziteng's character. In this huge political storm that is leaching, the Jia family is still an onlooker now.

Wang Ziteng nodded, "Well. You did a good job. But, Ziyu, things are not that simple."
Chapter completed!