It is rainy in summer. The sunset and the faint twilight fell on the window, and a rainstorm suddenly came. Raindrops as big as soybeans fell on the eaves, corridors, and stone slabs of the courtyard.

Li Kuan stood up, closed the window in the living room, and continued to have a drink and chat with his fellow countryman Peng Liang in the same year.

Li Kuan was 39 years old and was the second best in the 14th year of Yongzhi. He served as a Hanlin editor. He was named "poor Hanlin" in Beijing. The Hanyuan Ci minister was Qinggui, but there was no amount of money and money.

Although he was the core Suzhou faction and Donglin Party among the King of Chu's aides, this did not bring him any additional economic income.

Originally, he had an intention to make friends with Yin Wuji, a merchant from Shanxi. He wanted to use his power to buy a concubine. Unexpectedly, the actor who was attracted to him was from the Jia family. Then, something happened to Yin Wuji at this time: his credit was run over by Jia Huan to go bankrupt.

The sound of rain was dim. The atmosphere in the living room was a bit dull. The two "money bags" of the Chu King Party were knocked out by Jia Huan.

Li Kuan held the wine glass and asked in a deep thought: "Han Ziheng really decided not to care about Gao Baiwan who was locked in the Censorate? No matter how you say it is, they are all fellow villagers."

Peng Liang shook his head, took a breath, and said, "Brother Li, he didn't care." This afternoon, he left the Hanlin Academy in advance and went to Jingyuan to meet Han Xiucai.

Peng Liu, whose courtesy name was Jizhi, was from Wuxian, Suzhou. He was 27 years old at the time. He was a member of the Hanlin editor of the Bingchen clan.

Li Kuan said dissatisfiedly: "Han Xiucai made a mistake, and his talent was insufficient. The Jin royal party fell apart and Grand Secretary He was resigned. It should have been a situation that was as powerful as a tiger, but now it has become Xiao Niang's foot binding cloth, which is not at all good.

Jia Huan rubbed his nose and did not fight back. How many people inside and outside the court would like to look up to the King of Chu? When will I return to the court to rule? In my opinion, it is better to ask Senior Liu to come to Beijing as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation."

Peng Yang smiled and advised: "Brother Li, this matter is not urgent. Han Ziheng's strategy is not wrong. His Highness's primary task is to please the emperor and win the hearts of court officials, which is second. Senior Liu teaches and preaches in Suzhou, and may not intend to come to the capital in the near future."

If he was Senior Liu, he would not have come to Beijing at this time. When the coup was in the front line of the throne, the battle for the throne would not be settled until the last moment. Why bother to come to this muddy water? Wasn’t it safe to wait until the King of Chu ascended the treasure and come to the capital again?

"Oh..." Li Kuan sighed. He knew that what Peng Liang said made sense, but he was unhappy and fucked a glass of wine in depression. He said, "Jizhi, in fact, Yin Wuji and Gao Zhiling went to trouble the Jia family, which was a failure in itself.

The key to whether to succeed or not is that Han Xiucai’s own thoughts are exposed. With Jia Huan’s intelligence, would he not be able to see that Han Xiucai is afraid of confronting him head-on?”

If you say that Han Xiucai is not good, his overall strategy is correct. If you say that he is okay, let’s see what he is doing now?

Dragging with water!

Peng Jiao nodded. Han Xiucai was a student, and it was difficult for Han Lin, who was at the top of the imperial examination, to convince Han Lin. Besides, Han Xiucai did not do this well. However, since the matter was over, the King of Chu could only swallow this tone.

In fact, when you go to fight with Jia Huan and compete, how many people in the King of Chu Party dare to do it? I am afraid that Bai Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice will weigh it. Jia Huan saw that he lost his official position and cut off his future. However, the power of the Jia family has been growing.

The strength of the Jia family has increased during this silver coin incident. At the same time, in the old Wuxun Group, the right to speak is probably more powerful. Jia Huan is secretly holding such a force, so who dares to easily conflict with him? Think about the fate of King Jin, Prince Shun, Prince Nan'an and others! Han Xiucai's decision cannot be said to be completely wrong!

Who is not afraid of it?

Peng Yang poured wine for Li Kuan and changed the topic, "Wei Yuanzhi, editor-in-chief of the Book of Truth, was promoted to the Imperial College for his achievements in writing books. Brother Li can consider seeking this position."

Editor-in-chief of the Truth, fifth grade. So far, a set of promotion has been formed. With the Hanlin Academy’s lecturer (the sixth grade), you can be promoted directly. If you are a Hanlin editor or a Hanlin Shujishi, you can temporarily serve as the editor-in-chief.

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In the spring of the 16th year of Yongzhi, Zhang Anbo completed the delivery with the new Nanjing Minister of Rites and set off for the capital.

It was originally planned to arrive in the capital in mid-March and become the Zuodu Censor. However, when he arrived at the Liaocheng section, the people were displaced due to the peach blossom flood in the Yellow River. He stopped in the local area to help deal with disaster relief matters.

With Zhang Anbo's reputation in the world at this time: a great scholar. In the fourth year of reform in the Imperial College in Nanjing, the Imperial College was very popular, and they were all disciples of the Zhang school. The fame grew day by day. Even if there was no official position, local officials would respect his opinions. What's more, the great chief minister who was about to take office?

On March 26, Zhang Anbo's ship set off, left Liaocheng, and went to the capital. The local government saw him off.

On the canal, boats came and went. At the end of the building, a beautiful woman slowly lowered the curtains, sighing in her heart about the sufferings of the people and the hardships of the world. Playing the pipa, she tried to sing a new song: Let us roar the oars, and the boat pushed the waves away...

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In the Jia Mansion, North Garden, and Outside Study. A rain last night, the fragrance of early summer still seemed to remain in the air.

Jia Huan was instructing his Changsu Qian Huai, "You go to Dongzhuang Town and send the letter to Mr. Ye, senior brother, Luo Junzi and others, and then help me bring the letter to the wine cellar in the town and bring some good wine back..."

The Jia Mansion runs Danyunxuan. Due to the excellent business, high-level liquor supply is in short supply. The winemaking location is located in Dongzhuang Town. The food craftsmanship of the Zhou Dynasty at this time is similar to the late Qing Dynasty. High-level liquor has appeared.

However, high-quality liquor consumes food. All dynasties have issued bans to control the share of brewing. However, since the founding of the country, and to this day, the laws and slackness. The ban on alcohol is basically equivalent to none.

The high-quality liquor brewed by the Jia family is well received in the capital. The threshold for the brewing industry is not about brewing technology, but about the cost of grain and illegal costs.

The reason why Jia Huan wanted to drink was because Qin Zhong wanted Fu Qiufang to get married in five days. Zhen Baoyu was about to get married to Li Qi. He was going to give him some fine wine.

Qian Huai nodded quickly and said cleverly: "San Master, don't worry, I will bring them all."

Jia Huan smiled and waved his hand, asking him to do business. He returned to the backyard all the way and suddenly remembered something. On that day, Chen Yejun invited them to drink, and after drinking, he entrusted him with a letter to Miaoyu. He and his senior brother had congratulated Wei Hanlin, the Imperial College Priest, who was promoted to the promotion, and at the same time saw off Grandmaster Fang off, and forgot about it.

In the backyard, Sister Bao and the others were not there. In March, Xue Ke and Xue Pan had already returned from the south. Xue Pan was getting older, and Aunt Xue intended to marry her son. She put a bridle on the wild horse, so Baochai was required to discuss it.

Shishi went to Qingxu Temple to pray for blessings and children. Yun'er looked at the account books outside and saw the business managers of various parts of the Jia family.

Jia Huan called Ruyi, who stayed at home to read books, and Qingwen, who played mahjong with the little maid, and the three of them went to the Grand View Garden together.

Follow the straight path and go straight to the south. Then you will reach the north end of the Grand View Garden. Go to the left is Hengwu Garden and to the right is Zilingzhou. It was past ten o'clock in the morning. In the Grand View Garden, the plants and trees are deep, quiet and comfortable. There are insects chirping on the branches.

Jia Huan and the other two walked through the Hengwuyuan gate, which was full of strange stones and grass outside the door, and took the lead in the main hall to the Yangcui Temple.

At this time, Hengwuyuan had already been resided by Xue Baoqin. Baochai lived in Beiyuan.

Qingwen was wearing a green satin-shaped tooth-pinching vest. The nineteen-year-old girl had smooth and tender skin and a slender waist like a willow. She was a smart, charming and naughty maid. She asked curiously: "Third Master, why are you so busy recently?"

Jia Huan helped Qingwen play the parasol and smiled, "Why, am I thinking about the money I lost to you when playing cards?"

Emperor Zhou Yinghua has achieved success, and changes in the officialdom. In addition, the Jia family has won 7% of the silver coin share, deposit, and coordination of relations with Shi, Wang and Xue. After a while, it is time for him to go to Jinling.

Qingwen rolled her eyes pretty and said straightforwardly: "Third Master, you lost too much. We will take it seriously if you lost to Miss Lin and two aunts. We will lose it seriously. We will lose it to me, Xiangling, Ruyi, Ying'er, Caixia, who will take it seriously?"

Jia Huan gently hugged Qingwen's slender waist and smiled, "Okay, I'll win you to cry tomorrow. You don't let go of anger."

Qingwen glanced at Jia Huan with coquettish eyes.

Ruyi, who was following her, pursed her lips and smiled, and was pretty and charming. She thought to herself: Speaking of which, we have been together for a long time, and we haven’t been together like this! She missed her past days very much.

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All the way around the main hall of the Grand View Garden, the Aojing Pavilion, and to the foot of the mountain of the Yangcui Temple, looking at the nunnery on the side of the mountain. Jia Huan said, "Miaoyu is a lonely man. I will send a message and come down. You two go to Keqing to have tea and wait for me."

Qingwen and Ruyi nodded obediently, "I know, Third Master." The Damo Temple where Qin Keqing is located is located behind the mountain of Yangcui Temple, and then he went around.

Jia Huan walked up the winding bluestone steps and walked into the Yangcui Temple. The flowers and trees inside were neatly built, which was of a unique interest. It shows the owner's taste.

No matter what the evaluation of Miaoyu is, one thing is probably recognized: she is not like a nun who practices with hair.

A little nun came out from the door, saw Jia Huan, and shouted, "Who are you? Go out quickly!" This was the first time Jia Huan came to the Yangcui Temple. When Jia Huan explained his identity and purpose, the little nun was so scared that her face turned pale. She just yelled at the Third Master Huan in the mansion! She lowered her head and hurried in to inform Miaoyu.

Jia Huan was waiting at the stone bench and stone table under the shade of the trees in the courtyard. He would not care about anything with a little nun.

After a while, Miaoyu was wearing a gray robe, very simple. Her long hair was as tall as a cloud, her figure was tall and graceful, and she walked slowly. At the age of twenty-one, she was in the most beautiful age group of a woman. She had bright eyes, pink lips, snowy skin, thin waist, long legs, and bright as spring flowers.

Miaoyu clasped her hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, the third master suddenly came to me, is there something wrong?"

Jia Huan nodded and said, "You have an old friend in Suzhou, and ask me to bring a message. Gao Zhi's order is about to die. Suzhou can be returned."

Miaoyu's expression seemed to freeze in an instant. Of course, she could understand Jia Huan's words. It took her a while before she came to her senses. There were too many changes in the past few days.

Miaoyu folded her hands together, bowed slightly, and said, "Thank you, Master San, brings the message."

Jia Huan smiled and said, "You're welcome." He turned around and left. He saw Miaoyu's expression change. With his experience, he could see the complex emotions in her eyes: pleasure, emotion, recollection, loneliness.

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In the Bodhidharma Temple, the environment is quiet and the mountain breeze blows gently, blowing the treetops.

Jia Huan and Qin Keqing sat opposite each other in a simple and elegant hall, drinking tea and chatting. Qingwen, Ruyi, and Baozhu were in the hall outside. They could hear laughter from time to time.

Jia Huan and Qin Keqing talked about the scene when they saw Miaoyu just now and said with emotion: "Speaking of this, she is also a miserable person. Both her parents died, and the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng finally met the right person and was broken up again. Now, Chen Yejun has already married and had children.

Miaoyu has a beautiful temperament and a rich talent than an immortal. Her poetry attainments are probably not inferior to Lin Daimei. However, she is withdrawn, unique and has too much cleanliness. If so, she can protect her fragile heart with pride, which is acceptable.

If it is, it would be bad if it despises others with pride and highlights itself. In that case, the sign in her Changcui Temple: Kuhai Cihang. It can be replaced by Cihang Jingzhai."

Qin Keqing chuckled gently, held a pot and added tea to Jia Huan, and said softly: "I don't want to, Uncle Huan will also talk about right and wrong behind his back."

Jia Huan was slightly stunned and then laughed. He said behind his back that someone else’s fault was not what a gentleman did. He was too relaxed in front of Qin Keqing. Think about how many things the two of them experienced together!

Qin Keqing smiled. With an unconscious charm and sexy young woman's charm, she is so beautiful. You Wu, a talented man in China. "Uncle Huan, my brother will get married in a few days. I don't have much support in my heart."

Qin Keqing has a weak personality and a strong heart. However, people are actually quite interesting.

Jia Huan comforted her, "Don't worry. Fu Shi's sister can control Qin Zhong. I told the master to ask him to prove his marriage." Qin Zhong's personality was similar to that of the young lady. He studied in the Jia family's clan school and changed the problem of blushing before speaking. But in essence, it was still a small person. Fu Qiufang was in charge of him, just right.

Qin Keqing thought about it, looked at Jia Huan with bright eyes, and nodded, "I'll listen to Uncle Huan."

She will go back to the Qin family tomorrow to help with her brother's wedding. The only ones left in the Qin family are she and Qin Zhong. Of course, she will go back for her brother's life.

Jia Huan and Qin Keqing chatted for a while, and time went away unconsciously, almost at meal time. Jia Huan took Qingwen and Ruyi out. Qin Keqing kept sending him outside the mountain gate, watching Jia Huan take his maids down the mountain. It was not until his figure became smaller and his jade-colored gown disappeared into the lush and beautiful scenery that he returned with the pearl.

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Jia Huan walked south along the way and was about to have a meal at Daiyu. Just after passing Yihongyuan, several maids from the main entrance of the Grand View Garden ran over panting and shouted from afar: "Third Master, Third Master, Master, please come over."

Jia Huan said strangely, "What's wrong with this?" He ordered, "Qingwen, Ruyi, you two go back for lunch by yourself. I'll go ahead and take a look."

Qingwen said funnyly: "Third Master, if you don't take me, we can still have some food from Miss Lin." She had a good relationship with Daiyu's maid Zijuan.

Jia Huan smiled and followed the maids out of the corner. He went to the courtyard where Jia Zheng often prepared food in the front yard. Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, Jia Rong and Jia Qiang were talking in the room.
To be continued...