"Lingnan Pingyang Hou, how much do you know?"

Jia Yuankang's official road is prosperous, the key is to lean against the big tree to enjoy the shade, I heard that he was once a son of Lingnan, but he did not win the first place for a long time, so he donated a sesame petty official, and slowly boiled up his qualifications in the county and state capital of Lingnan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info later jumped up by the east wind, I have to say, luck is very important.

You will know these general situations after a little inquiry.

Lin Qixu's question was naturally secretive.

Lin Qichen said for a long time: "I heard that Jia Yuankang has been preparing for the exam in Beijing for a few years, and he has been quite close to Wuxiang Hou. In the past, there were rumors between the two of them in Beijing, but it was a long time ago. ”

The calm state of mind seems to have been ferociously thrown into a boulder, setting off the ups and downs of the stormy waves.

"Marquis of Wuxiang again?"

Lin Qixu was extremely surprised, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"Yes. At that time, the Marquis of Wuxiang could be said to be a well-known family relative in Beijing, and the limelight far overshadowed the Duke of Fuguo, who was a few years younger. ”

Lin Qixu said lightly: "I think it is the ability to make waves, far better than others." "Fu Guogong doesn't look like the kind of person who likes to split up, he is very scheming.

"Whatever it was, it was a man of the hour at that time." Lin Qichen knew far more than Lin Qixu in the courtyard of the deep house, but he didn't know what to say and what it was best to keep silent. He said, "It's normal to be implicated, after all, there was nothing in the capital at that time that had nothing to do with the Wuxiang Marquis Mansion." Even now, how many of the most famous people in Beijing have no relationship with Wuxianghou? ”

That's just the facts.

"Walking closer, can it be understood as a good male style?"

The gossip between the two men is far more lethal than ordinary romances. After all, a good man will affect his children and delay marrying a wife and having children.

Lin Qichen always felt that these would defile his sister's ears, and he was reluctant to confide. But since my sister asked, he didn't have a reason to hide it, and nodded: "Yes." Many rumors say that this is probably the case, so the Fu Guo Gong alienated him. "Big families want fame, and since Fu Guogong is a young man, he doesn't want to be dragged down by these things.

Lin Qixu was attracted by these words and plugged in the wings of imagination.

Wuxiang Hou is a good man, so it can be understood as...... The close friendship with Fu Guogong is not simple, but the 'so-called friendship' dyed with pink bubbles.

"It makes sense. But that Lord Jia, I heard that his body shape is a little unusual. ”

People who indulge in lust often don't pay much attention to their figure and maintenance.

"When you were young, who didn't have a good look." Lin Qichen learned his sister's tone, and he was very like.

Lin Qixu couldn't help laughing: "You ...... breath"

"I learned it all from you." Lin Qichen learned to laugh at his sister.

From this point of view, they are really sisters and brothers.

"Sometimes, when I look at you, I don't think we look like it. You are so handsome, you and your second sister are real brothers and sisters. "My sister and Qichen's molds are biased towards the bright and handsome type, which is really not the same as her.

When you go out, you may think it's a mother and son and a mother and daughter. Her appearance is not tender, but looks dignified and mature, Lin Qixu looked at her younger brother with a smile, and her expression was much happier, but when she thought of Jia Yuankang, the depression and seniority in her heart slowly rose again.

At this moment, there was a sound outside.

No. 13 lay sullenly by the window, deliberately opened his eyes wide, and asked, "The person you are talking about is called Jia Yuankang?" ”

"Hmm." Lin Qichen didn't have many opportunities to meet with No. 13, but he often heard No. 8 beside him come from afar to deliver food, and the first sentence he said was, "Is the crab roe crisp delicious?" ”

No. 13 was stunned for a long time, looking at Lin Qixu, who was as indifferent as water, and then at Lin Qichen, who was full of curiosity, before he smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's delicious." ”

"No. 8 took a half-day off with me for this, and I thought I had a crush on a little girl and went to fool around." Lin Qichen's tone was full of pity and incomprehension, so he slipped out for a long time, just to buy a broken thing.

Thirteen was very attentive to what he had eaten, and nodded as a matter of course: "Next time, if he is free, remember to buy it for me." ”

Good man...... Inexplicably came to mind.

Lin Qichen's eyes flashed, and he glanced at No. 13 quietly, looking at this plain and ordinary hidden guard, a little confused.

At this time, Lin Qichen studied the specific meaning of a good man's style, but Lin Qixu went straight to the point.

"Tell me about it."

What a surprise.

No. 13 cleared his voice, ignored the strange gaze of his master's younger brother, and began to state the facts: "The abbot and monks of Xinghua Temple have changed many batches, except for a few extremely sophisticated ones, the rest are stupid people who don't know anything. Yesterday, I looked for an old farmer who had been delivering vegetables to Xinghua Temple for nearly 20 years. ”

Although Xinghua Temple is full of incense, it cannot change its remote location. In addition, the temple is built on the top of the hill, which adds difficulty to the transportation of vegetables and fruits, so it is contracted by several contracted farmers to pick vegetables up the mountain every day, and every time the temple fair and the fifteenth day of the new year, they will contact another village to send the dishes for vegetarian food.

However, the people in the village change, in and out, only a few fixed families have been doing it with Xinghua Temple, but everyone has birth, old age, sickness and death, and it is really difficult to do one thing for more than 20 years.

After excluding a few deceased farmers, the Thirteenth finally screened out a long-standing farmer uncle.

He said that this Xinghua Temple originally belonged to the Hou Mansion of Wuxiang, and he was originally a tenant in the nearby grange, working for the Hou Mansion for generations, so as to obtain some benefits and add a sum of money to his own income. Twenty-two years ago, I can't remember anything else, but there was a young man from Jia Yuankang who also lived in the nearby Houfu Villa, which is undoubtedly confirmed. ”

"Hou Mansion Beizhuang?"

Lin Qixu's expression was strange, there was really such a.

If you don't have a good reputation, you have to choose this path.

Oh, maybe he didn't choose it.

Who doesn't have their own helplessness.

Jia Yuankang can smoothly mix into the position of a second-grade master, except for that little dispensable, what other help can he have in Beijing. He has never returned to Beijing since he was released to the prefect.

In the imperial capital, where everyone flocks to it, some people avoid it like a snake and scorpion.

"Jia Yuankang doesn't seem to like the capital very much." is obviously keen on fame and fortune, why don't you like the imperial capital, if you have the ability to be a political envoy and governor, if you want to be transferred to a Beijing official, as long as you don't care about the level, it is always easy.

"Yes." No. 13 squeezed his eyebrows and smiled, not to mention how obscene, he said, the farmer also said, Wuxiang Hou often comes to Beizhuang to comment on poems and sing poems with that Jia Gongzi. ”

"If you want your subordinates to say, just say that you can enjoy chrysanthemums."

One sentence to break through the dirtiest ordinary things of these noble relatives and wealthy families.

Yes, this is easy to see among wealthy families. Didn't you tie up with an official eunuch's house outside, neither delaying the marriage of a wife, nor causing any important rights and wrongs?

No, no, no, how can it not have an impact.

The decline of the Marquis of Wuxiang began more than 20 years ago, and the Duke of Fuguo broke with it, and the Marquis of Wuxiang, who was originally famous, lived in seclusion from then on, chatting day after day, staying in the Hou Mansion to tease the birds and enjoy the flowers.

It's just that there is no golden chrysanthemum to reward anymore.