Zhuozhou, Zhuoluyi.

Jia Zheng, who was dismissed and returned to Beijing, met the post man of the newspaper here, and after reading it in the post house, Jia Zheng was in tears, and knelt down to the capital: "The emperor's grace is vast!" Ancestors appear! My Jia family's family is a family of poetry and hairpins, but ......"

"However, the descendants are not filial, the East Mansion is corrupted, and now Jia Zheng was impeached for harboring stolen money and his political achievements are not obvious, and he is ashamed to ...... the ancestors and ancestors."

"However, fortunately, there is a concubine Jia Cong, who stepped forward, following the heroic righteousness of my Jia family's lintel, Ding Chou wrote a book, His Majesty no longer asks for silver from the household department, and attaches great importance to state affairs, Jia Zheng is very lucky! The Jia clan is very lucky! The Jia family is saved! ”

As he spoke, he choked and cried, and he couldn't cry.

Chang Sui Qian Huai pretended to wipe his tears, but he didn't think so: "What kind of political achievements are not obvious, harboring stolen silver?" My lord is really pedantic, if you want to find a crime, it's those royal history masters who patrol the press, isn't there any corruption? I can't see the situation clearly......"

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Ding Chou's book caused a sensation in Jiafu, and for a while, everyone in Rongguo's Mansion was rumored that the Jia family really had a loyal minister, and he was proud of it.

The comprador of Rongguo Mansion went out of the house to buy things, and his waist pole was straightened a lot, no longer like Ning Guofu at the beginning, rats crossing the street, everyone shouted and beaten, and everyone said: "We are the comprador of Rongguo Mansion, and we have a Jia Xiu in Rongguo Mansion......"

In the winter of the fifteenth year of Yongle, there was a folk song in Yanjing that was the most popular: "I scolded the current emperor and beat Jiafu to revise." ”

The incident of Ding Chou's book has become a topic of conversation for many people to talk around the stove, as a person from the capital, if he doesn't know about it, it's too earthy, and everyone at the feet of the Son of Heaven looks down on it.

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Rongguo Mansion, eight steps on the bed in the room.

"Ouch! Tap, tap......" Jia Cong is in his own house, and he no longer pretends to be hard-boned, all the benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, kindness, and frugality are all pretended to be shown to others, and he is on the eight-step bed, revealing his white buttocks.

"Does it still hurt?" Baochai applied the medicine, stretched out her plain hand to pull on her husband's pants, and sat on the edge of the bed while wiping her tears.

Jia Cong lay on his stomach, took his wife's hand and said: "The criminal department is not far from the Hanlin Academy, I went to ask, the criminal department is in the first trial, and the file will be handed over to Dali Temple for review...... I have read the "Huidian" and "Dashun Law", that Qiu Gongzi is not a slave or a commoner, it is impossible not to be punished, and there is a Jinyi guard secretly supervised, not a decision, it is already a great luck, what I can do is to let him suffer less in prison. ”

"Don't say it, don't talk about it at this time." Xue Baochai held his shoulder and said softly: "You are like this, don't worry about him, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, he is not blessed, and he does not know the blessing in the blessing." ”

Jia Cong is a little strange, in his heart, Baochai is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he estimates that Xue Pan's weight, that is, his brother's weight, must be heavier than her husband in Baochai's heart, but because of his injury, Baochai is willing to accommodate him.

"You know, I'm so scared when I hear the news, if you have a case, I'm ...... What should we do......" Xue Baochai closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and tears fell down his cheeks.

She has no heirs, and now her mother's family is like that, and her husband is a concubine, Jia Cong stretched out her hand to wrap her waist around her waist and comforted: "Do you think I am that kind of stupid person? Everything must be done with some certainty, you are such a good girl, how can I bear to let you be a widow. ”

Suddenly feeling that the corners of his lips were cold, Xue Baochai's jade fingers blocked Jia Cong's lips, and stretched out his hand to ** his cheek: "Brother Cong, Sister Bao is only you now, I have no father since I was a child, and I am about to lose my brother, I have wanted to enter the palace since I was a child, you don't know, the other three in-laws are all rich and noble, but my family is only rich and not expensive...... Later, I couldn't enter the palace, and my mind was light, and then I followed you, and I didn't think there was anything wrong, as soon as I entered the door, it was a peace of mind, and Sister Lin didn't have this glory......"

"But now it's different, it turns out that being an official is not safe, the emperor said a word, the boss is a stumbling block, and said that the county official is not as good as the current management, and the current management is another stumbling block, and your life is in danger...... Maybe I'm a woman, and you don't tell me those things, so you carry them alone. ”

Jia Cong was distracted for a while: "Aren't these what you want?" Rich and rich, and glorious. With fame and fortune, there is a place to settle down, there is hope, the way of the world throughout the ages, does not allow good people to have a good end, good people have a good reward, that is just a helpless and incompetent comfort, at least so, I have been glamorous, you have also been glamorous, even if one day unfortunately something happens, at least not in vain. ”

"I want more than just the title you gave me as a wife." Xue Baochai's eyes widened, and his right index finger pressed Jia Cong's heart.

Jia Cong smiled, touched the silver bracelet on her wrist, looked at her neck and said, "Where is your golden lock?" Why don't you wear it? ”

"It's cumbersome, it's bulky. That's just a childhood illness, the monk and Taoist priest of the You Fang said nonsense, today I am sick, what are you doing wearing it, you don't spend those unjust money to buy it for me. You don't have much money a year, and the money still comes from the book club. Xue Baochai lowered his head and didn't look at him directly.

Jia Cong is quite interesting, has the golden and jade relationship become a thing of the past?

After a few months of married life, Baochai, as the main mother, also took over the monthly silver of their one room, Jia Cong is an official, that is the master of the house, and has the ability to bear the life of his own room, although the silver money is in Baochai's hands, he is not afraid that she will poison Qingwen Xiangling, but the first one is handled by Jia Cong himself, so Baochai doesn't know how much Jia Cong spends outside, whether there are other women or the like, if there is, she should also be able to see the clues.

Xue Baochai is at home, and she is not holding it all the time, at least at this moment Jia Cong can see her little daughter's side, the shy side, there is a kind of husband and wife relationship that starts after marriage, this is an arranged marriage, the family is right, and there is a common language, and it is not impossible to love each other after marriage. Most people who have reached this level, marrying and marrying are equipped with all kinds of visions, worldliness and snobbery are sandwiched in it, so Jia Cong has never been extravagant at the level of pure love, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, hops, is based on firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea as a foreshadowing, once the material foundation and external conditions are lost, love will become worthless, just a fantasy of the young people moaning without illness.

This is Jia Cong's own thoughts, in his opinion, people like Baochai and Raiders are naturally snobbish and more worldly, and they are the same kind of people as himself. Since they are a type of person, they can't complement each other, but it is not difficult for a class of people to respect each other, and the life of raising the case is not bad.

"I think that the next time we hold a literary meeting at the Shanhai Book Society, you will also go over and have a banquet in the inner hall with a few official wives. The military department Shangshu, the left deputy capital Yushi and other ladies, you should be able to deal with it. "Jia Cong must spare no effort to use his wife's diplomacy to make the best use of his resources and talents.

"yes, okay." Xue Baochai smiled and did not reject: "Lie down, the injury is not healed." ”

"It's been a few days, and you can go." Jia Cong can be absent from the Hanlin Academy and the West Pavilion for about a month because of the court staff, he not only saved his fame and life, but also came back again after the New Year, and met the six-year inspection, he was very hopeful for promotion, and it was the time of complacency.

The Jia family can't help but rely on him.

Not long after the mandarin duck came in, Baochai stood up to greet him, and the mandarin duck smiled and said: "The old man has returned to Beijing, the old lady has a banquet in the garden, I came to invite our loyal ministers, I don't know if I want to appreciate my face." ”