Jia Zheng was choked up for a long time and couldn't speak. He said: "When you take office, prepare three animals, sacrifice to the ancestral temple, and repay the country's kindness. There is no need to worry about anything in your family."

This second uncle is really pedantic. He has to explain to his family. Jia Zheng doesn't care about anything. Jia Cong is worried about him, but he nods on the surface.

Jia Sheze smiled and said while leaving Rongxi Hall: "Cong'er's promotion, his parents are shining on his face. The money that Brother Qiang has allocated for his father can be barely spent, enough to deal with it."

Jia Zheng Lao Huai went to Mengpozhai, his study room with great comfort. Jia Cong heard this and complained deeply that he would give his father filial piety. Although it was not as many as a few thousand taels per month, there were still hundreds of taels. The soap and candle business were relatively optimistic. He had long been a local tyrant in the people.

However, for Jia She, who bought a girl for 800 taels of silver, it was obviously not enough. Jia Cong touched his chin, "My father's age should focus on health preservation. It is not that he cannot eat or drink, but that he should plan for longevity..."

"I know." Jia She was walking, and she was not breathing heavily. She looked at her body with alcohol and emptied her body. Looking at her son, he also felt a little emotional. Now that he beat and scolded him again, he suddenly turned cold: "It's not like your second brother Jia Lian, who has not achieved enough success and has more than enough trouble. I reward him with a girl, and he can't control it well. What's this called?"

"Zhengri's family has no money and can't live. I won't talk about him anymore. Now two lives have been killed in the room, and it's a bastard! I'll just give you a pill to honor your father..."

Jia Cong was secretly ashamed. Jia She seemed to be not much inferior to Jia Lian. For the sake of 5,000 taels, the second sister was almost sold. By the way, before leaving, I have to ask about Sun Shaozu's affairs, so that the Zhongshan wolf could not take the second sister away.

At this time, Jia Cong was also glad that he had no deep conflicts with his second brother Jia Lian and had a good relationship recently, otherwise he would still be uneasy as soon as he left home.

When he returned to his room, he asked Sun Fu to prepare a sedan chair. When he entered the room, he saw Qingwen setting rules. Qingwen was a concubine. In this way, Ping'er, Yuanyang, Sanchun, Daiyu, and Li Wan also came to wait for the news.

Qingwen set rules too easily. As soon as Jia Cong came in, Baochai refused to let her make her. When he said the order, the girls in the room congratulated her. Only Li Wan has been widowed for many years and recalled her husband Jia Zhu. Jia Cong, who was full of energy in front of her, was mostly like the scholar's husband of that year.

Jia Cong took advantage of the time to look at Li Wan. His appearance was actually better than Youshi. The twelve beauties in Jinling were not a cover. Moreover, Li Wan adhered to the customs of widows and never shined. She was always blue, green, green skirt or jacket, which was quite charming.

"Shameless, so shameless..." Jia Cong gave up the dirty idea of ​​making hair. After all, he had gone from accident to love with You. It was too difficult for Li Wan to come out of a poet and book family like Li Wan.

Qingwen clapped happily: "Mr. Cong is promoted to the title, and we are also very proud of our faces..."

Xiangling turned her head and said, "It's just that the Censor-in-Chief is not allowed to carry his family. Will he be separated for several years?"

Yuanyang is also good at talking, but since the old lady asked her if she was interested in Master Cong, she had a little hiding. At this time, it seemed that Master Cong's relationship with this room was the happiest and most fulfilling, not only better than Master Lian's second room, but also better than Master Bao's second room.

"Leave it to them and let's go." Li Wan stood up with a smile.

Yingchun, who passed by, told me: "I will tell you when I come back, so don't delay the time I enter the palace now."

Since Brother Cong first expelled the evil slaves for him, and then went to the yard to carve out books and secretly sent silver. Even if he was not his mother, Yingchun had long regarded him as his younger brother. When she learned that she would be separated for many years, she couldn't bear it and her eyes were red.

After a group of colorful girls left, Jia Cong said his heart: "This time, the eunuch in the palace helped a lot and needed some money. It was not easy to take it out if he lost five hundred taels."

Xue Baochai asked Ying'er to unlock the lock, and the corners of her lips were meaningful: "My husband is a loyal official, why did he even give bribes?"

"How can I not send bribes? In this world, no matter which yamen, it won't work. Mom goes to see Brother Xue and asks for money." Jia Cong calculated: "I have some things on me, and I am going to do the money for external responsibilities. I am the third priority of being an official, thinking about danger, retreat, and change. Although the censor can accept a lot of bribes, others are watching me tightly, and many people just see me wrong. The "Book of Changes" says it well. If the king is not secret, he will lose his ministers, and if the minister is not secret, he will lose his virginity. I can only talk about these things in private."

"I am worried that if you send bribes, something will happen. If it doesn't matter, it's nothing. I used to check the account books I kept in my family, but they were not rigid people. A famous general Qi Jiguang even called himself a lackey to the eunuch. What's more, my husband gave up his sternness and made a great righteousness. I support my husband's choices. If it's not enough, I will use my dowry to pawn it." Xue Baochai took the silver notes that Ying'er brought and handed them to Jia Cong.

"You are really my Han Jingzhou. I don't want to be named the Marquis of Wanhu. I hope to know Han Jingzhou." Jia Cong held Baochai's hand in emotion: "Don't move your dowry, it depends entirely on women, and I feel uncomfortable."

Xiangling was not much, but Qingwen felt a sense of sorrow. Xue Baochai smiled and said, "The sedan chair is ready, let's go quickly."

Jia Cong stood up and pulled Qingwen: "Come and change my belt, I need to make it."

Qingwen was in a good mood immediately and thought about it, "Ying'er is better at playing with her belt."

Xue Baochai smiled for a while, then lowered her head and sighed. Xiaohong said that Grandma Qiang had come over. It turned out to be the senior official, and Xue Baochai hurried to talk.

...

Ping'er returned to the East Road and saw Jia Lian in the room with a good expression. She said, "It's good news. Mr. Cong has been promoted. He is a foreign censor. He inspects three provinces and is about to leave in three days. Do you have something to prepare?"

"Okay, Ping'er, please make arrangements." Jia Lian touched his nose and looked at Ping'er carefully. His appearance and figure were first-class. What was even more rare was his temperament and acted silently. Until today, when Ping'er secretly helped him, Jia Lian realized how good this girl was. He decided to say, "Ping'er, let's tell your parents tomorrow and you will be straightened..."

Bang!

Ping'er's cup fell down. After a long time of excitement, she suddenly sneered: "How can the old lady hide it? Those two aunts and grandmas are not calm. How can grandma's case be judged? I don't have that blessing!"

As he said that, he bent down to pick up the pieces of the cup. Jia Lian grabbed Ping'er's hands, left the seat, and squatted down and said, "Look, I am the kind of cruel person who kills all the things? Qiutong also said that my ears are soft. According to the rules, the two lives that Feng Yatou killed are not slaves. As long as I ordered people to go to the yamen, she would have brought them to justice! I don't want her life at least. A couple who have been in a day for a hundred days, and a couple who have been in more than ten years is just a kindness..."

"Don't you think about it, is that the female Yasha still causing you to suffer less? Are you still protecting her? It's okay if the old lady knows it. The proof is there, good girl, I only realized that you are the best."

"Why did the Second Master come to coax me?" Ping'er knew Jia Lian's fickle nature best. Thinking of the past, she cried and gritted her teeth: "What if I don't follow?"

Jia Lian said embarrassedly: "How can I survive if I lose you?"

...

Xicheng, Wang family, courtyard.

Only one girl from the former family, Jin Gui, accompanied Wang Xifeng. After one day at her parents' home, not only did her aunt not like her, but she was sarcastic, but even her parents were unhappy, saying that she had given up on the Wang family.

Wang Xifeng had expected this to happen. She did not regret all the evil things she had done, nor did she know what regret was. She would do this again, and she was the woman in the pile of makeup that Qin Keqing said.

"Miss, the uncle took Qiaojie out of the city early in the morning and packed his luggage back to Jinling..." Jin Gui came in, and stopped talking.

Wang Xifeng nodded and planned to leave quickly, and took her daughter back to her hometown. She had a daughter, but she thought Jia Lian would not force her over.

"However, I heard a few words..." Jin Guiwei said: "On the third master Huan over there, Mr. Qin often comes to talk to the old man. I secretly heard a few words outside the door. Mr. Qin said: The girls bought by the master are worth 800 taels, which is a good training... Mr. Huan San said: Sister Qiao looks like this, but she has not been trained, and she has almost 500 taels for re-selling... The old man said: Five hundred taels are enough..."

"Ah..." Wang Xifeng was shocked. She never thought that her brother would actually sell her daughter.
Chapter completed!