Lord Jia's surname is Jia, his name is Huaijin, and his name is Yu, and he was the confidant of Emperor Wu of Zhou, the first king. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he belittled Jia Huaijin's way of governing the world, and Jia Huaijin resigned in the name of returning to his hometown.

And the new emperor loves his younger brother, so he actually listened to the words of Prince Yi, who was still a child, and came to invite Jia Huaijin to return to the court.

Jia Huaijin knew that Prince Yi was definitely not a thing in the pool when he grew up, and he was very relieved, but he was reluctant to return to the court several times.

After all, the new emperor has a hesitant personality and will not really trust himself as an old minister, Jia Huaijin simply hid in the countryside to call himself sick, and did not want to wade into the troubled waters of the court anymore, but this illness has been more than ten years.

Jia Zixian, the eldest son of Lord Jia, is also a talented man who moves the government and the opposition, he was not affected by Lord Jia's appearance, but was greatly used all the way to the rank of official.

The emperor also listened to the advice of the young Prince Yi to resolve the conflict with Jia Huaijin by reusing Jia Huaijin's son, hoping that he could return to the court.

Jia Huaijin is very unaccustomed to the current pattern of the court, and feels that those ministers are tossing and turning a good country into a miasma.

Fortunately, Jia Huaijin also saw it after he came out, anyway, the Great Zhou Dynasty was vast and densely populated, and it could withstand tossing, how could there be an emperor who did not toss!

What's more, the emperor favored Prince Yi quite much, and even named Prince Yi as the emperor's younger brother, and wanted to pass on the throne to his younger brother.

Prince Yi has reached the age of the weak crown, and after he assisted the emperor, the government has made great improvements.

Jia Huaijin was even more relieved because of this, and he had no idea of returning to the court, so he didn't want to set foot in Beijing again, so as not to have too many idlers come to the door.

"Dad, I have nothing to say if you don't want to participate in politics anymore! But you must follow me back to Beijing for treatment, lest others say that I am a dignified scholar and even leave my father in the poor countryside to die of illness! ”

Jia Zixian knelt on the ground with a puff.

"Yes, Dad, we were deceived by you so miserably, I really thought that you were immortal, and even the coffin was brought, just to invite you back to Beijing! Now, you're alive and sick again, and we're leaving you here, and it's not nice to say! The second son, Jia Zide, rarely spoke in front of the eldest son, but when he spoke, he slipped a lot.

"Master, this place is indeed not suitable for a long time."

Aunt Bizi has been standing by the side and waiting, and seeing that the time is almost up, she also helped the sons to persuade Master Jia to speak.

It's just that there are words in the words, but it reminds Lord Jia of a very important thing.

Master Jia looked at the child on the bed, the child was motionless, almost all of his body was covered in the quilt.

Except for him and the maidservant, no one knew that it was a rag doll that had already been wrapped with a real child.

He designed the farce of hot springs and maidservants competing for children, so that he could justifiably have the right to be inseparable from his children.

First, it can secretly transfer the child, and second, it can also allow the killer to focus all his attention on the room where he and the child are.

The masked killer has been keeping an eye on the room, waiting for an opportunity to snatch the "fake child".

The maid only said one sentence, but it made Master Jia think about it for a while, and he lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Isn't it advisable to stay here for a long time, is that really the case.

After tonight, his sons have returned to Beijing, and he has no bargaining chips to hold the killer hostage.

If the hot springs escaped, would the inhuman killers put knives to their necks in order to threaten the hot springs to stop hiding?

He might as well leave Shangyao Village with the "fake child" in bed and bring the danger to Shangjing.

Shangjing City is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the child is hiding in the Gaomen compound, how much can the killer help him?

What's more, he doesn't have a child in his hand at all, and even if the killer jumps into the yard and digs three feet into the ground, he can't find half of the child's shadow.

Master Jia opened his eyes and looked at Bi Zi, who was already in her forties but had an excellent temperament, she had been with her for many years, and sometimes she said a sentence or two when she saw the stitches, and it was really enlightened!

The men were fighting with each other, and Jia Zixian's wife saw this and didn't dare to speak after brewing for a long time.

At this time, seeing that Aunt Bizi and her subordinates were all courteous, she couldn't help but be active as the eldest woman in the family.

"Dad, don't blame me for interjecting as a woman...... Mrs. Jia Zixian observed Lord Jia's face and found that Lord Jia did not dislike her.

She continued: "Father, you have been in office for more than ten years, and our occasional visits to Yu Xiaodao are just a drop in the bucket, and it is a pity for the younger generations not to be able to serve you for a long time...... Your grandchildren are looking forward to it every day, and they want to be with their grandfather, and even your eldest grandson wants to marry in the presence of his grandfather! ”

"Hui'er?" Lord Jia slowly stood up from the bamboo longevity chair, Aunt Bizi helped him up, and Lord Jia took a step out, thinking about something.

He seemed to see Jia Minghui, who was still a toddler, he opened his hands and wanted to hug his eldest grandson, but now his waist couldn't bend.

Lord Jia was busy with political affairs in his early years, and he only had Jia Zixian at the age of thirty-five, and now his son is thirty-five, and his grandson is seventeen years old.

How long has it been......

Master Jia raised his head and poked a sigh, he hadn't been back for a long time.

Jia Zixian and Jia Zide didn't dare to speak when they saw Lord Jia's movements, only Jia Zixian's wife was proud.

Jia Minghui is the eldest grandson she gave birth to to the Jia family, Lord Jia left home early, and has no relationship with the grandson next to him, but he loves Hui'er very much.

When Lord Jia was still living in Shangjing, Hui'er played around his lap, and when he left Shangjing, Hui'er also hugged Lord Jia's knee and cried.

More than ten years have passed, and the child, who couldn't tie his hair back then, is now getting married.

Master Jia felt sad in his heart, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times and restrained, but the wetness in the corners of his eyes was not controlled.

"Master, go back to Beijing to recuperate." Aunt Bizi pulled back Lord Jia's thoughts.

"Hui'er is married, but there is a candidate?" Master Jia asked his son.

"Just wait for my father to decide!" Jia Zixian saw his father's thoughts, and hurriedly said again, "Hui'er's marriage is all up to my father!" ”

Jia Dadao: "Three years later, Hui'er is weak, and I will designate a marriage candidate." ”

Lord Jia calculated that if the hot spring could escape, three years later, she should also grow into a big girl.

"Yes, yes, it's all up to my father! So, let's leave for Beijing tomorrow, shall we? ”

Jia Zixian consulted carefully, he knew that once his father returned to Shangjing and became his think tank, then the emperor would definitely treat their Jia family even more.

Master Jia said "um", and there was a thoughtful silence in the room.

Outside the house, on the black cornices, there were seven masked men in black.

Their eyes reflected the lights in Lord Jia's house, reflecting the faces of the family chatting.

PS: A good book to recommend friends~ "Sixty Years of Beauty", a poor little child with social phobia who traveled to the sixties, was quietly spoiled by someone and became a little tiger who dared to think and dare to do it. Someone has a serious face, and if you spoil others, you can't remember it!