Chapter Ninety-Eight: If You Can Always Follow the Girl
The summer solstice is approaching, but there is a cold spring cold, unexpectedly and expectedly, the old emperor fell ill, and the menacing Yide prince faction lost the most important push, and for a while, the turbulent court suddenly solidified, as if it was calm. In the past few days, the rotation of officials in the DPRK and China has been drastic, which is a nightmare for the officials who were originally in office, but for the officials who are in office, this is a rare opportunity, Jia Jing seized the opportunity early, not only Jia Rong and Jia Qiang's two brothers climbed into the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of War respectively, but also a number of Jia's sons and grandchildren or children and grandchildren were released or served in Beijing, occupying a lot of positions.
Jia Jing saw clearly, this world will eventually be the world of the new emperor, the new emperor likes the cold and hates the aristocracy is well known, after Jia Rong's imperial examination, he stayed in the Hanlin Academy for two years, and after the two grandparents discussed, they sent people to the Ministry of Industry to sharpen, although the Hanlin Academy has the reputation of "non-Jinshi does not enter Hanlin, non-Hanlin does not enter the cabinet", but this can not resist the new emperor's love, and rejected by the cold family The noble status of the noble, besides, looking at Jia Rong's imperial examination, he knows that it is not the material for learning, he is Ning Guofu, The eldest son and grandson of the Jia clan, the most noble heir, it is impossible to let it out, among the six departments of the Ministry of Household Rites and Criminal Works, the personnel of the Ministry of Officials are frequently transferred, Jia Jing knows that there are at least five or six years of turmoil, the Ministry of Households, how fast it used to be robbed and how fast it is hiding now, there is no inventory, and it is being urged to ask for money, there are still several gods on the top of the head all the time, and people with vision will not choose it, the Ministry of Rites is too promising, there is only the Criminal Department and the Ministry of Industry, all things considered, the Ministry of Criminal Affairs is a little dangerous, either this is up or that is down, Jia Rong is not interested, and the Ministry of Industry has accumulated some experience and qualifications in the past few years。 As for Jia Qiang, ahem, she looks more beautiful than a woman, but she doesn't enter the military department.
Later, he was still assigned to General Feng.
The topic is far away, the old emperor is sick, the new emperor is busy pretending to be a father and a son, and it is rare to be calm, regardless of whether he is really quiet or fake, at least no one dares to make anything at this moment. Jia Jing, who was idle, asked people to pack up their burdens and take their daughter, who was injured in her heart, to go horseback riding in the suburbs. Han also agreed for some reason.
At the right time, the sky was a little gloomy, but it was still bright. The Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Jia's house is very large, no trees are planted, what pavilions and pavilions are built, learning to pass outside, a large area of land is planted with tender grass, but it can be moved often outside the gate, and the lawn needs to be carefully maintained, in fact, this is not easier than taking care of fashionable flowers, especially at this time, the grass grows wildly, and it jumps to the ankles if you don't take care of it for a day.
Although Jia Jing said that he came to ride a horse together, at this age, where could he still be as wanton as when he was young, but he was carried for a walk by a docile horse. Jia Lu is different, although the various courses have gradually decreased in the past two years, but they have not gradually relaxed, the Han family has tightened her more and more, and there are times when she doesn't come out to run horses, as soon as she goes out, she loses her sense of proportion, and when she comes back to her senses, she runs out of the grassland, close to the grove on the edge of the grassland.
Jia Lu's horses are snow-white, the hair is bright and soft, the eyes are clear and gentle, although the neck and limb muscles are not strong, but the lines are beautiful, the name is Xiaobai, from the strange Yuanzhong Garden in Guli to a few fruit maids around her, and then to this Xiaobai, Jia Lu can be regarded as implementing her reputation for fame. Fortunately, Xiaobai is a docile and obedient (?), and doesn't care that her master gives her a name that is the same as that of a creature that is not as tall as her half-legged legs. Xiaobai is docile, and his bloodline is not low, he left in a blink of an eye, only Jiao Qian reluctantly followed, Jiao Qian learned a few times at home, the horse is not as good as the master, and the equestrian skills are boundless to her.
The scenery in front of him is no longer a monotonous and vast lawn, a few shrubs and woods, from near to far, gradually flourishing, naturally, Jia Lu relaxed the reins in his hand, slowly exhaled, silently slipped the horse, and only then spoke, "Jiao Qian, what are your plans in the future?"
Jiao Qian concentrated on checking around, her master loves to play and make trouble, and she has come to the edge of this forest, and she doesn't like others to follow and protect, so she has to follow her alone, but her family knows her own affairs, and her three-legged cat's two hits, if you really encounter something, where to protect it, you have to cheer up 120,000 points of spirit and carefully explore. So she didn't understand the girl's question at first, but for a moment, Jiao Qian was also silent.
She naturally knows what the girl means, the girl is now eleven, she is seven or eight years older than the girl, and now she is ten ** years old, although she is a slave, she often has to be in her twenties to match people, but in recent days, the house has been rumored to be a good guess about the wife to release a group of old maid boys, it is rumored that they are speculating, it is reported that those who do not know have come to the door to ask for it, although they have been driven out by their grandfathers, but
"Whoever you want to marry, whatever you want, you can tell me, and I may be able to help. Speaking of the back, Jia Lu also lost his confidence.
Jia Lu has the thinking of a modern woman, thinking that although the junior is hateful, but not as hateful as a scumbag, all along, Jia Lu hates Jia Baoyu the most in the Red Mansion, even if in reality Jia Baoyu has always cared for and loved her as a sister-in-law, but when I think of so many girls like him, Baoyu also respects and loves them, but he has no ability to protect them, what an incompetent man! If he wants to die or live, with Mrs. Jia Muwang's favor for him, he will naturally let them go. Thinking of this, Jia Lu's eyes gradually turned red, it was really naïve, the master had to deal with a slave only way, and the absolute face was glamorous and beautiful, so that people could not say that they could not make a mistake, besides, a few days ago, Han's haggard face hovered in front of him, even if he was a girl who came out halfway and couldn't help but feel heartache when she saw her mother sad, and what about Baoyu, who has always been soft-hearted, how to make trouble?
Noble identity, thousands of favors, reborn father, a happy and smooth life, surrounded by slaves, splendid silk, let this ordinary girl in the twenty-first century have a proud and even conceited love, the reality of a stick hit her head, she is not an omnipotent Mary Sue heroine, everything is as you like, it turns out that it is so difficult to protect a person, the rope is tightly clenched, and the reins that are not rough rubbed against the white and delicate palm, and there is a slight pain.
Jiao Qian looked at the small lump of snow-white horses in front of her, obviously it was a girl's house in her cardamom years, white and tender and petite like a drooping year, she had smoked fast over the years, and had practiced martial arts, her figure was a little tall and strong, and she could hold it with one hand, this is the girl she grew up watching, looking at her young age but wanting to stand in front to protect herself, the resentment in her heart gradually disappeared.
"The slave maid has no plans, whether it is with a small maid or marrying outside, I just think that if I can always follow the girl, the slave and maid will be satisfied. ”