It's not scary to be drunk, it's scary to have someone to help you remember the next day.

The little fat man covered his face and shrunk in the corner of the bed, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and let the sisters and sisters sitting in the room laugh at him.

"Now I'm afraid that the people of the two provinces already know, Brother Cong swore with the ancestral tablet that in the future, he would want Wen Anbang and Wuding Guo, and Feng Hou and worship the prime minister to earn another national mansion for my Jia family......

Wang Xifeng's crisp laughter seemed to shake the snowflakes outside the house slightly, and he reached out to pinch the red little chubby face.

Jia Cong hurriedly shrank in, avoiding the claws of the devil and muttered, "It's not me, I don't, Sister Feng, don't talk nonsense."

What a black history!

Last night, half a pot of wine was in his stomach, Jia Cong only remembered that Jia Twelve boasted to him about the old things of the year, and he seemed to have mixed feelings, as if he had said something, and it seemed to be a poem......

As for what happened later, the little fat man has already made a short film.

Yingchun sat on the edge of the bed, soaked the handkerchief in the warm water, wrung out some of the little fat hands that had pulled away Jia Cong's face, and gently wiped his hands and face.

"Second sister...... Sister...... Hmmmm...... I ...... myself Hmmmm...... Do it yourself!"

Jia Cong wanted to struggle, but was strongly held down by Yingchun, and after a good meal, the third master Cong, who had red lips and white teeth, appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.

Jia Cong, whose hands and face were still steaming, instantly had a great appetite after seeing the steamed porridge dishes brought by Ping'er, and he couldn't care about the jokes in the room at all, and when the food was placed on the small table, he snorted and ate it to himself.

Daiyu sat at the table, writing something with a pen, Tanchun and Xiangyun teasing Xichun with a piece of dim sum, Wang Xifeng was still giggling, looking for the lost memories of last night for Jia Cong.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Leave your clothes and go away, and hide your body and name."

Daiyu turned her head and smiled, and recited the poem on the paper: "Brother Cong, don't tell me, which Gaoxian was secretly overheard by you when he was chanting poetry."

"Purr...... That's right, this is a poem written by an immortal with a wine gourd in one hand and a Qingfeng sword in the other!"

Jia Cong's words were chiseled, and he poured the millet porridge in the bowl into his stomach with a snort, and was about to explain with a wipe of his mouth: "This immortal is very powerful, he has traveled thousands of miles alone, and a sword shines through the ages. Just give him a pot of wine, and he can write poems for the ages...... Mm......mm

After another rubbing, Yingchun let go of the steaming little fat man. beckoned Ping'er to take the small table, stuffed the little fat man back into the quilt again, wrapped it in a big ball and settled down.

I only heard Yingchun give Jia Cong a death order in the gentlest tone: "You are not allowed to get out of bed today, stay in the house well." Last night, although there was a stove in the ancestral hall to keep warm, you were already sick, and you were punished to kneel all night, beware of the cold and evil entering your body. I'll have you cook some decoction to ward off the cold in a while, and you can drink it and get a good night's sleep."

At the end of the words, Yingchun didn't forget to glare at the little fat man and warned, "In the future, don't drink alcohol!"

Good boy, why are you still drinking? The twelfth uncle is also too unreliable, not to mention taking Brother Cong to steal offerings, and getting Brother Cong drunk.

Yingchun, who felt sorry for his younger brother, slandered Jia Twelve for a while, said to the sisters in the house, tied his cloak and took the maid to the kitchen to prepare a decoction for the little fat man.

Wang Xifeng saw that several girls were chattering around Daiyu and discussing poetry, walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to Jia Cong's forehead, and laughed: "You, you, don't drink in the future."

It is common for men in the Jia family to drink, but they can't stand Jia Cong's age and the amount of alcohol is not very good, and he has made a big name twice when he was drunk.

Liang Yuan was drunk and full of wind and rain in the city, and he was drunk again in the ancestral hall last night, which made the two mansions unpeaceful in the middle of the night.

Holding the ancestral tablet and making an oath not to say anything, he also shouted that Tianxianglou was not clean, and he wanted to burn it on fire......

Fortunately, the old patriarch was outside the ancestral hall, and he pressed the little fat man with the torch in time!

Jia Cong didn't explain to Wang Xifeng why he said that Tianxianglou was not clean, and used his drunken nonsense to perfunctory the past.

Wang Xifeng didn't do any more entanglement, instead

and secretly glanced at the few little girls gathered around the table, and whispered to Jia Cong, "Be careful of Liu Ye......

"Huh?"

"Yesterday, Liu Ye broke into the inner courtyard and happened to see the officials and dependents in the courtyard. Others may not have noticed, but I saw it...... He stared at Sister Lin and Baochai for a long time, believe me, that look is exactly the same as your second brother's *** eyes staring at Qiu Yue!"

After Wang Xifeng gritted his teeth, he realized that his description was a little wrong, and when he was about to explain, he saw Jia Cong nodding solemnly.

I only heard Jia Cong respond: "Liu Ye is the same as the water dissolved guy on the surface, and he has set up a "virtuous king" character for himself. However, Yin Yi is arrogant inside, and there are no less than a dozen maids who are carried out of the Yizhong Prince's Mansion every year. Don't worry, as long as he dares to fight Sister Lin's idea, I will send him to walk on the Nai He Bridge! Of course, there is also Sister Xue......

Syllable!

Wang Xifeng patted Jia Cong's head lightly, frowned, and said, "What are you talking about, that's the prince of the emperor's grandson, and this kind of thing is not allowed to be said in the future."

God, my mother's father-in-law and brother-in-law are all bold and dare to say anything.

Wang Xifeng glared at Jia Cong, recalling that she had heard her father-in-law drunken and scolding the Emperor Taishang and the current emperor in the East Cross Courtyard, she was really scared half to death, for fear that the forbidden army would rush into the mansion and pull everyone up and down the mansion to prison.

Jia Cong, who was huddled in the corner of the bed with his head in his arms, humbly accepted the advice, and replied again and again: "I know, I know, I will only think in my heart in the future, don't say it, don't say it!"

"It's good to know."

Wang Xifeng saw that the little uncle was obedient, so he smiled gently, helped him wrap the quilt, and patted the little brain melon seeds: "Take care of it, Uncle Jing said, I have banned your feet in the past few days, and obediently study hard in the house."

Grounded?

Jia Cong raised his head a little strangely, and saw that what Wang Xifeng said was not a lie, and asked suspiciously, "No, our family was in front of the stupid woman of the Li family yesterday......

Wang Xifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his brows furrowed, and he snorted dissatisfiedly: "Huh?"

"Okay, in front of Concubine Li and Liu Ye, and in front of the officials and relatives of the city, I am afraid that the impeachment will be full of Tongzheng Division, no matter what, I have to go to the palace to ask for a crime."

I only heard Wang Xifeng smile, raised his neck and said proudly, "What's that? The old patriarch of our family today held the iron coupon of the Danshu given by the great grandfather, and impeached Prince Yizhong's mansion for the crime of lax discipline at the court meeting, His Majesty not only comforted him gently, but also ordered Prince Yizhong to be punished for one year and grounded for three months. The Empress Dowager even sent the palace people to the palace of Prince Yizhong with Yizhi......

"Even the old sage of Longshou Palace let Gonggong Dai go to Fengtian Temple, and in front of the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, he punished the clansmen who used to be domineering one by one, and punished those who impeached our family."

Hiss!

What is this doing, old man? Use the Jia family's affairs to rectify the clan? Isn't this roasting the Jia family on the fire?

However, in a short period of time, there should not be anyone with brains to trouble Ning Rong and the two mansions. No wonder Uncle Jing wanted to punish himself for kneeling in the ancestral hall, and grounded him to study hard in the house.

This military advisor of the Jia family, I am afraid that he had already thought about the follow-up actions when he ordered the killing of Lao Diao slave yesterday.

Cutting Diao slaves is to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, and punishing oneself is to show the palace. My Jia family has already taken the initiative to punish the little fat man, saint, Your Majesty, please forgive this ignorant child.

In the next few days, the excitement of Rongguo Mansion was quickly suppressed by other new things.

The impeachment of the two mansions of Ningrong was sharply reduced at a very fast speed, and by the twentieth day of the lunar month, a big news broke from the south of the Yangtze River, which completely ignited the snowy capital.

On the sixth day of the lunar month, nearly 30,000 Japanese invaders landed in Guanhaiwei, and then the soldiers were divided into two routes, all the way to the east to kill Yuyao County, all the way south to attack Cixi, and then detoured to the south, and on the tenth day of the lunar month, captured the important town of Ningbo in Zhejiang in one fell swoop.

The news came in an instant, and Jiangnan was in chaos. The eight-hundred-mile emergency report reached the Jingshi, and there was a lot of noise in the Fengtian Palace.

Jia Yu leaned on the pillow, and after discussing with Jia Jing who was sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time, he sighed, "Since Lian'er has been

After the letter, then let Jia Shi take some of his own soldiers to the south, whether it is good or bad, it is all up to the will of heaven!"

"Brother Rong can't stay in the capital all the time, there will be no war in the nine sides for a short time, he can't study, so he still follows Lian'er to get some credit......

Jia Jing's words fell on the ears of Jia Rong, who was sitting on the side and napping, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

He asked tremblingly, "Grandfather, do you mean to let your grandson also go south to join the army?" That's a wolf, I heard people say, those people are all ......."

This unpromising grandson actually shook so much that the chair was creaking.

Jia Jing snorted dissatisfiedly, "What is a wolf? That's the military feat of growing these two legs! Let you go south, so that you can rub some military achievements, and in the future, the family can arrange a future for you."

"But ......"

"Nothing! I have already arranged it, I will set off with the forbidden army a year ago, and I will settle you down when I arrive in Jinling Lian'er."

Jia Jing knew that this grandson of his didn't have any punches, and he didn't plan to call him really into battle.

He had already figured it out, since Lin Ruhai had arranged a job for Jia Lian in a thousand households, he asked Jia Rong to go to Jia Lian to write and calculate and do some work as a grain and grass governor to join the army.

When you get some credit and return to Beijing in the future, you can find a way to throw it into Beijing to mix qualifications, which is a good way to be promoted, and you can't let this unproductive thing stay at home and play with your daughter-in-law all the time.

"It's a pity, Brother Cong is still too young!"

Jia Yu looked at his cousin who was planning for his children and grandchildren, and couldn't help but think of his good son. is too young, even if he throws it to Jiangnan, he won't get any credit, and maybe he will be impeached...... Alas!

Hearing Jia Yu's sigh, Jia Jing smiled: "Brother Cong has his own way, and we don't have to worry about his future at all. Don't forget what Gonggong Zhang of Longshou Palace came to deliver the decree today, the palace banquet in a few days will be a big opportunity for Brother Cong!"

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