Jia Huan's face was not very good-looking. .

Before leaving Beijing, he had already communicated with King Beijing, Prince Xining and others. If Yuanchun gave birth to a prince, the old Wuxun Group would not recommend Yuanchun as the imperial concubine for the time being, and would discuss everything after he returned to Beijing. However, the Prince of Nan'an directly submitted a memorial and recommended Yuanchun as the queen. What did the emperor think in his heart? What did Yang Guifei think? What did Jin and Chu think?

This reminded Jia Huan of the discussions in Wuying Hall last year: The Prince of Nan'an had a lot of opinions about him. This incident was filled with a strong sense of conspiracy.

The mountain chief Zhang Anbo sighed lightly. When he saw the news, he knew there was something wrong with his understanding of Jia Huan. "It was just a memorial, and there was no big problem. But it can be foreseeable that the atmosphere in Beijing was not very right."

Jia Huan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Chief of the mountain, I will write to Beijing. I will stay in Jinling for about ten days and then return north." He had to wait until Vivi returned to Jinling.

In the slow pace of life in the state of the country, Jia Huan stayed in Jinling for about ten days, which was not too long.

The mountain leader Zhang Anbo nodded in contemplation.

Jia Huan suppressed the haze in his heart and chatted with the mountain captain about various things, including the fact that he received guidance from Taishi Ning in Yongfeng County and notes.

…

The winding Qinhuai River is beautiful on both sides, telling the prosperity of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties. The golden land of the Six Dynasties is ten miles away from the Qinhuai River.

Wuding Bridge is located in the Qinhuai River in the south bank of the ten miles. The courtyard with green tiles and white walls is arranged in a scattered manner in the green woods, looming.

On the morning of the 24th, another annoying light rain.

Su Shishi sat under the window of her room, holding her snow-filled cheeks, and her intoxicating eyes looked at the woods covering the slow flow of the Qinhuai River. The black-sailed boat passed by from time to time, and the sound of wood pulp paddling was leisurely.

Dan'er held a tea bowl in her hand. Seeing that her girl was in trouble with spring sorrow, she pouted and said, "Girl, did Mr. Jia keep you by his side? That's not obvious? What else can I worry about?" If I miss you, wouldn't it be better to see him on the other side of the bridge?

Su Shishi glanced at her maid and sighed in a clear voice: "Dan'er, you don't understand."

In the brief meeting three days ago, she was still thinking about the long and short sentences of the aria and his request. Her heart was soft. After more than two years of waiting, lovesickness and sorrow were relieved. With his words: Shishi, I hope you will not disappear in my life again. She is very satisfied and happy.

But why didn’t he come to see her for three days? Even if he was busy meeting guests, he should have a piece of paper coming. Could it be that he would not come to see her again like the capital? Those words were all beautiful bubbles?

Dan'er curled her lips, put down the tea bowl, left the room, and went to work hard.

Don't come to the two-year-old music book, and a heart full of love. When Su Shishi was just pitying herself, Dan'er suddenly came in from outside, her steps were rushing, with joy on her face, "Girl, Mr. Jia is here."

"Ah?" Su Shishi stood up from the soft couch in surprise, then reacted and ordered: "Dan'er, hurry up, go stop Mr. Jia. I haven't washed it yet." She got up in the morning, lazy and had not combed her makeup.

"Bang, bang."

Jia Huanren had already arrived at the door and knocked on the door with a funny look. Looking at Su Shishi, the beautiful woman with her hair and a plain face facing the sky, standing in front of the table and chairs. She was wearing a blue shirt and long skirt of home, with a black hair, and freehand brushed on her shoulders. At this time, the expression on her face was a little surprised, half sad, and half shy, and another kind of beauty style.

Jia Huan crossed the south bank of Wuding Bridge this morning. When she asked, she found out that she lived in a small courtyard by the river. There was only one maid Daner and two servants. She came in from the main entrance of the courtyard, walked through the courtyard, and went straight to the main room. This was Su Shishi's room.

Jia Huan looked at Su Shishi, who was a little panicked and happy at the door and smiled slightly. It seemed that he had found the relaxation and comfort of spending time with her that day.

Su Shishi is a master with insight into people's hearts. She speaks well and feels comfortable to get along with. But this is a professional quality. A must-have skill for famous prostitutes. For example, Weiwei. However, Weiwei's temperament is: I am like this, how can you treat me? I am straightforward and proud. This has won her a large number of fans.

The relaxed and comfortable relationship between him and Su Shishi was her sincerity and charm after taking off her mask. For example, at this time, in this late spring time, the beautiful and elegant beauty was filled with her charming charm in panic.

Jia Huan did not break in with no grace. He waited for a while in the courtyard, and then walked into her boudoir after receiving the invitation from Su Shishi.

This is a small room, with a stair bed on the west side, with pink mosquito nets hanging. The thin quilt is folded into long strips. The room has a faint fragrance and elegant furnishings. The whole room has a very daughter-like atmosphere. Jia Huan looked around in Su Shishi's coquettish gaze and nodded in admiration.

Dan'er brought the tea in and said frankly: "Master Jia San, my girl was still thinking of you just now!"

Su Shishi's white pretty face suddenly had a layer of seductive red, and she said angrily: "Dan'er..."

The little maid laughed and turned around and went out.

Jia Huan smiled gently, and Su Shishi, who was sitting opposite the small table, had a shy expression and beautiful look, which was extremely charming, but always made him feel like he was bullying her. In fact, before Su Shishi showed her affection for him, the pattern of getting along with the two was: Su Shishi was the courtesan he held up with poetry works, and respected him very much and called him "Mr. Jia".

Jia Huan took a sip of tea, looked at the beauty, and said softly: "Shishi, I will return north in two days. I want to take you out of Jinling and back to the capital. Your luggage can now be packed. If you don't have any necessary utensils, you can do it. Or you can then send it to my residence at Wuding Bridge. You have everything at home."

Su Shishi looked up in surprise, "Mr. Jia..." He was talking about living in his home? Back then, Li Xiangjun, a famous prostitute on the Qinhuai River in the Ming Dynasty, had to hide his identity in order to enter the door of the waiting family. In the end, he ended in a tragedy and died in depression. He was thirty years old.

Jia Huan is the kind of person who is more delicate and quick-thinking. A sentence from Su Shishi, her clear and intoxicating beautiful eyes were worried and looking forward to him. He immediately understood what she was thinking. He softened his heart, nodded, and said softly: "It seems that Shishi doesn't know much about my status in the Jia family. After returning to Beijing, we live in Wuyou Hall together."

Jia Zheng can't control his affairs!

Who can tell the things about emotions clearly? They often come inadvertently. Love arises without knowing why it is going deeper! This is what Su Shishi said to him. And when he travels to Jinling, the beautiful figure in his heart is Lin Qianwei. Meeting Su Shishi is an unexpected joy.

His past melancholy, his heart entanglement, her infatuated waiting, and her deep feelings should have a result at this time. He knew his feelings for her: the magnolia had my heart of sorrow in spring.

However, when he was thinking about Vivi in ​​his heart, how could he talk about feelings with Su Shishi? Therefore, he couldn't even say a word of love in front of Su Shishi this time. This relationship with Su Shishi needs to be forward, settled, and sublimated, and it still needs to be given some time.

But he was willing to give her a promise and a title first.

Su Shishi suddenly felt a little urge to cry, lowered her head and said with a clear voice: "Shishi listened to Mr. Jia's arrangement."

Jia Huan smiled slightly, looked at the Qinhuai River covered by the woods outside the window, looked at Su Shishi, and joked: "Shishi, do you still call me Mr. Jia?"

What should that be called? Su Shishi's heart was shy and gentle, she looked up at Jia Huan, looked at his soft smile, just like the warm spring light outside the window. She suddenly wanted to laugh and was coquettish. Mr. Jia was still the same in private.

Su Shishi smiled and said with a shallow smile: "In spring, apricot blossoms blow on her head. Who is the boy on the street? I want to marry her for a rest of my life. Even if she is abandoned ruthlessly, she cannot be ashamed."

Su Shishi is best at dancing. No one in the world can match it. But this does not mean that she sings the songs poorly. This song in Weizhuang's Sidi Township was sang in a gentle, affectionate and heart-stirring manner by her.

Jia Huan was slightly stunned, listening to her singing voice, looking at her beautiful and graceful face, picked up the teacup and drank it slowly.

He will never forget this scene in his life.

…

On the morning of the 24th, the spring breeze was intoxicated. At this time, a tall building boat was parked at the Jinchuanmen Wharf outside Jinling.

On the boat, Hu Chi, who had contacted Jia Huan in Jiujiang, stood half a step behind a man with a square face and long beard and a strict manner.

It was when I went to Beijing to see him, and the famous ministers of the dynasty who followed the canal and returned to the southwest of the Yangtze River, Annanbo, the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, the right censor of the Censorate, and Qi Chi.

Hu Chi was short and clear, and smiled and said, "Master General, Jia Ziyu is in Jinling at this time."

"Oh?" Qi Chi nodded with a smile.

…

At night, on the Qinhuai River, lights and shadows ripples. Songs, bamboo and laughter make up the prosperous Qinhuai River landscape paintings.

In a medium and exquisite pleasure boat, Governor Qi was light to the carriage, and brought Hu Chi, the king of Qian in the southwest, two confidant aides, and close guard leaders to entertain Jia Huan.

With Jia Huan's status, who can ignore him in Jinling? Jia Huan is the world-famous Jia Tanhua in the Shilin. In the officialdom, the fifth-rank Tongzhengsi and the editor-in-chief of the Truth.

In the eyes of Qi Chi and other discerning people, he was the confidant of Grand Secretary He Shuo, with outstanding power and a star in the officialdom, and was paid attention to. Jia Huan's three chapters in Wuying Hall impressed the ministers.

A beautiful round table, delicious wine and food. Qi Chi, Jia Huan and Hu Chi sat for a drink. The horn of the boat, and the singers played and sang, creating an atmosphere.

Qi Chi smiled and said, "I never thought I could meet Ziyu by chance in Jinling. I met an old friend in a foreign land. I remember that back then, I predicted in the capital that you are 'the day of fame is not far away'. If so, I will be revealed."

"The general is too good. Huan is ashamed of it." Jia Huan said modestly, raising his glass with everyone and drinking.

Jia Huan and Governor Qi met in the flood in the ninth year of Yongzhi. His first official position was the deputy envoy, and he was appointed by Governor Qi. After not seen each other for many years, Qi Chi's demeanor became more and more majestic: Yuan Yuezhi.

Raise and move your body, live and move your energy. If you destroy Qi Chi in a country, how can the temperament of your body remain unchanged?

After chatting for a while, Qi Chi solicited: "Ziyu, the chaos in Beijing has emerged. Do you have the talent to govern the country? Are you willing to go to the southwest to serve the country?"

Jia Huan was stunned and then understood the reason why Qi Chi invited him to drink. Without thinking, he refused and said, "Mr. Xie is kind. I don't plan to leave Beijing for the time being." After he resigns, he will continue to stay in the capital and play a role behind the scenes. He has no plans to leave Beijing.

Qi Chi smiled and changed the topic. After the banquet, Qi Chi was about to leave at the door of the pleasure boat. He said to Jia Huan with great meaning: "Ziyu, if you are willing in the future, I will always leave a place for you."

Jia Huan's expression slightly shook. Then, he thanked Governor Qi as if nothing had happened and watched him leave.

Back at home in Wudingqiao and Anjie, drinking the strong tea from the servant, Jia Huan fell into deep thought under the bright candlelight.

He has some experience in dealing with the big guys. The big guys may say a few words or two in an understatement, but they cannot understand it, that is your problem. Qi Chi is a very good at being an official. What does such a reminder mean?

Jia Huan's anxiety suddenly arose, and even sent it away the joy he had just seen Shishi written on a sticky note and told him to drink less.

With Jia Huan's calm temperament, he couldn't help but walk to the desk and wrote: Weiwei, there seems to be something change in the capital, I want to return to Beijing early. I hope you will return to Jinling quickly. Be sincere.

After writing the letter, Jia Huan sent someone to give it to Xiaomeng Pavilion's mother Jin and asked her to send someone to Suzhou.

He had to urge Weiwei, hoping that she would return to Jinling as soon as possible.

…

That night, when Jia Huan picked up a pen and wrote to Lin Qianwei, a light boat was galloping in the river on the Grand Canal.

Jia Lian and Yi fell in the boat, their faces full of panic.

At this time, the ship had passed by Yangzhou.

…

On the morning of the 26th, Jia Huan was chatting and talking with Su Shishi, who came to see him. Outside the window, the scene of summer began.

He has been busy recently, either meeting guests or drinking. Then, he was worried about changes in Zhongjing. He had sent letters to King Beijing, Pang Ze and others. He had no interest in boating on Jinling with Su Shishi.

Su Shishi comforted her softly: "Jia Lang, don't worry. When Lin went to Suzhou, everyone told me: You will return to Jinling at the end of March and early April. She will definitely count the time and return to Jinling as soon as possible."

Jia Huan smiled at the beauty and nodded, "Shishi, it's really uncomfortable to wait."

At this moment, a noise suddenly came from outside, and then Qian Huai and Hu Xiaosi came in with the staggering Jia Lian. Jia Lian was tired, his eyes were red, and his expression was sad, and he cried: "Brother Huan, Prince Jia is gone!"

"What?"

Jia Huan stood up from the chair in shock. The teacup on the table was sprinkled without even realizing it. He held the edge of the table with his right hand, stared at Jia Lian tightly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "When is this happening? What's the reason?"

Jia Lian choked and said, "The incident happened on the 16th day. The concubine Zhou also got sick because of smallpox. She received a letter from the mansion and asked me to come to Jinling overnight to deliver a letter to you."

Jia Lian was basically doing the errands in the Jia Mansion. Before Jia Huan left Beijing, he clearly informed the Jia Mansion that he would stay in Jinling for a while. Therefore, Jia Lian came straight to Jinling.

The Grand Canal of Beijing and Hangzhou takes thousands of miles, and the whole journey takes fifteen to seventeen days. If you walk slowly, it is possible to have one or two months. Jia Lian rushed from the capital to Jinling within ten days. It can be seen that he traveled day and night.
Chapter completed!