During the Laba Festival, Tongzhou's wharf was extremely prosperous. Boats and oars gathered, and shops were densely packed. Goods from north to south gathered here. The New Year is approaching.

A large ship from Jinling slowly moored on the pier in the afternoon. A large flag with the word "Jia" on the stairs fluttered in the winter wind. The boards began to lay down.

Yesterday, more than 20 people from the Jia family, including Jia Rong, Jia Qiang, Jia Yun, etc., who had been waiting in the wine shop on the dock, were moving. "The master and the others are here." The waiter of the Jia family urged the carriage and horses to come.

Lin Zhixiao, the steward of the Jia family, went outside the cabin to see Jia Zheng and said, "Master, I'm in Tongzhou."

Jia Zheng was in the small hall, served by Aunt Zhao, and looked at the newspaper with reading glasses. A cup of hot tea was lingering, emitting a fragrance.

As the former nine ministers, Zheng Zheng, the father of Zheng, traveled all the way from the canal, and there was no shortage of officials who curry favor with him, and the news was smooth. At this time, he was filled with sighs. His best friend Ji Xingsheng was searched by the emperor for forming a clique in the court for personal gain.

You can tell at a glance that this is an excuse. Are there no party in the court?

Beijing has always been a place of changing circumstances, and it is very different from the leisurely political climate of Jinling.

Jia Zheng sighed, took off his reading glasses and threw them on the desk, answered Lin Zhixiao, and ordered: "Well. Make arrangements with Lian'er."

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This tower ship is a privately owned building ship in the Jia family and is equipped with sailors, which facilitates the Jia family to travel between Jinling and Beijing.

The middle and back section of the top floor of the building is the living place of the female family in the Jia family. Mrs. Wang, Li Wan, Xue Baoqin, Xue Baochai, Lin Daiyu and others all live here.

After the tower ship entered the Tongzhou port, Baochai, Daiyu and other women from the Jia family gathered on the deck to look at the prosperous scene on the pier: the sound of people was loud, the boats were like clouds, and the goods were coming and going.

Xue Baochai is wearing a goose yellow striped jacket, snow-white and smooth, bright and elegant. Three years have passed, and she is already twenty-two years old. She is in the most beautiful stage of her life. She is unparalleled in her beauty. The breeze blows on her hair.

Xue Baochai looked at the houses and shops on the pier, sighed slightly, and said with a smile: "This place is almost the same as when we left Beijing." She was about to arrive in the capital, and she was happy. They received Jia Huan's letter. They will see you again in the north garden of Jia Mansion in the capital!

Daiyu is wearing a green blue cloud-patterned cotton jacket, with a graceful figure, a beautiful woman with a bright look and a beautiful appearance. She is half a year old and nineteen years old this year. She said softly: "Sister Bao, Tongzhou has not changed for three years. We are all three years older."

Brother Huan is about to return, and she feels a lot of emotion. Three years have passed by in Jinling's longing. How can she not sigh? The person who is sleeping in the blue lamp and the cold rain knocks on the window and the quilt is not warm. The stranger is so sad that he is half sorry for spring and half annoyed.

Li Wan, Tanchun laughed, "Pin'er, you're married, and you're still saying these childish words."

Xue Baoqin, who was standing beside him, chuckled and said, "Sister Lin, I don't know what happened to the sisters in Beijing?" She and Xiangyun talked to each other. Yingchun and Xichun were both in Beijing.

The maids were all there, and laughter echoed. Here on the deck, there were a moment when the orioles sang and swallows were singing, and the purples and flowers were blooming.

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At this time, Baoyu came over from the hand of the maid Jin Chai'er, preparing to put it on Daiyu. His big round face was full of gentleness and said, "My sister Lin, the wind is strong here, you are weak, wearing a cloak to block the wind."

Daiyu's bright eyes were angry and a little annoyed. She was already married. Baoyu still treated her like this, who did she think she was?

Zijuan combed her maid’s braid and stopped Baoyu, saying, “Second Master, there is a girl here. It’s no need for the second master to worry.”

Baoyu's face was a little embarrassed.

Jia Baoyu's wife Xue Baoqin looked sad and she felt sad. She regretted that she shouldn't have married.

Baochai gently patted her cousin's hand and comforted her. Just as she was about to say Baoyu, Wang Xifeng came out of the boat hall and clapped her hands and smiled, "Oh, I'll teach me how to find it. It turns out that sister-in-law and sisters are all here. The carriage is ready and I'm going to get off the boat. Come quickly."

Feng Jie'er is wearing a pink and red silver rat jacket with silk carved silk, and a white forehead. She is pink and shiny, crisp and upright, bright and charming. She is endless beauty style.

All the women and maids left.

Baoyu looked at their backs, stomped his feet, sighed, and burst into tears. Even though he got married to Sister Qin, his feelings were all over the years on Sister Lin. How could he...

I will be looking at the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch!

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The Jiaofangsi in the Beijing Middle School is a famous place for pink. In Bensi Hutong east of the capital, there are embroidered pavilions and red buildings everywhere. In the flower streets and willow alleys, silk and bamboo are pleasant to the ears, and noble people buy smiles.

This is a paradise for men. Beauties of all kinds are crawling under their bodies and enjoying themselves before the collapse. The premise is that there is gold, silver and power!

However, for the family of the criminals, Jiaofangsi is a bloody and tears history that cannot be looked back on.

On December 12, eight days after Ji Xingsheng was confiscated, the Jinyiwei found "evidence" of his interactions with the King of Jin in his home and reported it to the emperor. The emperor was furious and had a worse impression of Ji Xingsheng. In the imperial study in Xiyuan, the emperor criticized: "Youshi was ordered to discuss his crimes."

In fact, when Emperor Yongzhi was about to die and entered his later years, King Jin, as the only adult legitimate son, could almost be determined to be the candidate for the new emperor. After all, there were a few people who bet on Prince Yang. In this case, who in the court had nothing to do with King Jin?

An important official like Ji Xingsheng, during festivals, the King of Jin sent someone to give him gifts. Can he keep him away? Will he be a human being?

Logically speaking, as the end of the year approaches, the court is lazy, and the wind is calm, waiting for the New Year. If you have any grudges, I will talk about the next year. But Hua Mo, a Grand Secretary of Jianji Palace, was afraid that he would have many dreams at night: How many days will the emperor's aura disappear?

Ji Xingsheng, Ji Shichun and others were sentenced to exile in the Western Regions, their property was confiscated, and their female family members were enrolled in the Jiaofangsi.

According to the political struggle decades earlier in the dynasty, this was a bit too far. However, according to the struggle of the dynasty of Yongzhi, generally, in the early years, the great scholars of the Nanshufang were all beheaded. Not without the three tribes of Yi!

Emperor Yongzhi came to power in the coup that year, and the killings of people in the first ten years have been rampant. He has won a reputation of being mean and ungrateful, but he has only restrained his ministers over the years.

After nightfall, Jiaofangsi became more and more lively, with bright lights and wine, and red sleeves inviting joy. A gorgeous carriage drove into an embroidery building in our alley.

In the room of the embroidery building, Princess Yongqing Ning Xiao stood beside the window, looking at the dark and gloomy sky.

She came today and was a female companion. She was wearing a white shirt and a slender figure. She wore a Tang scarf on her head, bright eyes and white teeth, fair skin and extremely handsome.

Behind her, Ji Xingsheng's daughter, Xiaoma Ji, was sitting on the bed and sobbing.

She and Princess Yongqing had a handkerchief between Jia Tanchun and knew each other. They knew that Ning Xiao was here to save her.

Princess Yongqing Ning Xiao was entrusted by Jia Huan to take care of Ji Wan'er. Last year, when Xi Ge'er's son was born, Jia Huan's letter came from the Western Regions. Jia Huan was not optimistic about the political battle between Ji Xingsheng and Hua Mo. Now, others have not returned to Beijing, but have already come out.

A moment later, a middle-aged servant came in and said, "Your Highness, the procedures are completed."

Ning Xiao walked to the edge of the bed, hugged Ji Wan'er's shoulder pity, patted her gently, and sighed, "Wan'er, come with me."

He took Ji Wan'er away from the Jiaofangsi. Sitting in the carriage, Ning Xiao was in a bad mood. Ji Xingsheng was responsible for his work and did things, but he was defeated by the greedy Hua Mo - the corruption and charming Hua Mo, his family was destroyed and his people were destroyed. What a pity? Is it a shame: the Tao is one foot taller and the devil is one foot taller?

I don’t know when Jia Huan will return! I really hope he will be faster, faster.

When she first met Jia Huan, she said that he was a mediocre person. But he was not. She knew very well that if Jia Huan was in the capital, she would definitely help Ji Xingsheng. Moreover, she could win!

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Jia Zheng and Jia Lian and the members of the Jia family returned to Rongguo Mansion on Ningrong Street, Sishifang on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. It was not until the 20th day that the mansion had become a little calmer from the busyness of the relocation.

These days, the men in the Jia family had a banquet and had a visit with the friends of the world in Beijing. There is no need to mention it.

In the mansion, Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng were busy without touching the ground. They cleaned up, cleaned up and took care of the Grand View Garden. They arranged food, clothing, housing and transportation in various places. Li Wan and Tanchun helped to handle the common affairs of the Jia family. Baochai only cared about the affairs in the North Garden.

In the small hall in the main room of Beiyuan, the sound of mahjong scrubbing is constantly. The afternoon is slightly cold and quiet.

Qingwen, Ruyi, Xiangling and Ying'er, four maids from the house, sat together to fight for the national treasures. Baochai took Caixia and Daiyu to Qiushuangzhai to help Tanchun prepare for the marriage. The few of them were idle in the house.

Qingwen is beautiful and pretty. Ruyi is beautiful and gentle, Xiangling is gentle and quiet, and Yinger is clever and charming.

Qingwen's green teeth-pinching vest, and just lost, she said depressedly: "Why haven't the third master been back yet!"

In one sentence, Ruyi and a few giggled. Because Jia Huan was a famous boy with money in the house.

Ruyi smiled and said, "Sister Qingwen, you miss the Third Master for this reason, it's really amazing."

Qingwen rolled her eyes, slanted her big eyes, and choked: "Don't you want to?" She quarreled and refused to admit defeat.

The laughter in the room was slightly reduced. How can I not think about it? Three years have passed by like this. There are too many words, too many worries, I want to ask him, and I want to tell him. The fish and geese are wandering around the world, and I believe in the pain of separation in the world.

Third Master, where are you now?
Chapter completed!