Wearing a purple narrow-sleeved cloud-shouldered knee-length robe, covered with brocade placket and long armor, and wearing a single knife at his waist, Jia Hui appeared in front of everyone.

"My son, my son, come and save my father!" Jia Yu, who was still lying on the ground just now, struggled to get up, but he couldn't get up in pain, so he could only stretch out his hand weakly towards Jia Hui.

"Oh, Dad, it's too late!"

Jia Hui saw Jia Yu, who had a blue nose and swollen face and fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and was in a hurry, so he wanted to go in to help him.

"Hey, who let you in?" Relying on his back to King Zhongshun, the dog's legs jumped out and stretched out his hand to stop Jia Hui.

"Hey, you..." The dog's legs moved too fast, and the King of Zhongshun didn't have time to stop it.

Syllable!

Jia Hui didn't even look at him, his right hand hit his face, and in an instant, the person's face was sunken, and the two eyeballs were squeezed out, staggering on his face, and the man fell straight to the ground, without a sound.

"Presumptuous! Jia Hui, do you still have me in your eyes..."

Syllable!

Jia Hui slapped King Zhongshun to the ground with a backhand, and King Zhongshun looked at Jia Hui in disbelief.

In the past, it was okay to fight, but now that he has been crowned king, he Jia Hui still dares to beat himself!

"You're all dead, hit him for me!" King Zhongshun shouted. The guards woke up like a dream and stopped Jia Hui.

Bang!

The door of the room was slammed open again, and the fifty personal soldiers brought by Jia Hui rushed in with five old and gentlemanly personal soldiers, and confronted the palace guards.

Originally, they came to have fun, so the old gentlemen didn't bring a few people, but when they saw someone rushing into their master's room, a group of people immediately rushed up to fight, and were entangled by the palace guards, only Jia Yu's little servant slipped out to move the rescue soldiers when he saw that the situation was not good.

"My son, my father hurts so much, hit him for me!" Jia Yu, who has been smooth sailing for decades, has suffered such a grievance, and he will take revenge on the spot.

"Hey, eldest nephew, don't be impulsive, he's also a prince, he doesn't take care of it, tomorrow I'll wait for him to take a copy of it, it's enough for him to suffer, you just slapped him and got angry, there's no need to make any more extraneous branches!" Liu Fang, who was on the side, saw that Jia Hui was really going to beat King Zhongshun again, so she hurriedly grabbed Jia Hui and began to persuade her, and the other three people also hurriedly surrounded her to persuade her.

Although they were also beaten very badly, they have been people with their tails between their legs over the years, and they have become less courageous, and they will not provoke right and wrong if they can.

"Then forget it, son, help dad up, dad has a back pain..."

"Then let's go to the infirmary."

Jia Hui helped Jia Yu and walked out full.

When passing by King Zhongshun, who was about to stand up with his face covered, Jia Hui pointed his toe on King Zhongshun's chest, and the sudden thrust made him fall to the ground on his back, clutching his chest and howling.

"Damn Jia Hui, I will join you tomorrow!"

"Whatever you want." Jia Hui didn't even look at him, and helped Jia Yu to walk out.

"Oh, nephew, why do you want to kick him too much? Can't you get out of your mouth? Liu Fang was puzzled.

"It's like if he doesn't kick him, he will let me go, Shibo rest assured, my nephew will join me if he kicks him or not, after all, I gave him a slap, so I just kicked him again to have fun."

"Hey, that virtuous nephew, you just have to know it in your heart."

Out of Yixiang Building, find the nearest big medical hall and let the doctor check it, the five old gentlemen are not hypocritical people, they have to be treated by the doctor, the doctor checked it, and there are some flesh wounds under the hair, but just in case of injury to the bones and internal organs, some warm prescriptions were prescribed, and then bandaged and went back to their respective homes.

On the carriage, Jia Hui casually glanced at the prescription for warming the internal organs and put it aside, as a prince of many generations, these prescriptions for warming the internal organs and bones are available at home, and there are even many ancient prescriptions handed down from the Jiangmen who don't know which previous dynasty.

"Oh, son, you and I are complaining about this beating..."Jia Yu leaned to the side weakly and muttered.

"Dad, it's okay, it's Zhongshun's guy who did it first, don't take advantage of it, and let the second uncle write an impeachment chapter tonight, and tomorrow morning, my son and a few old relatives will partner with him to participate in a copy!" Jia Hui's face was expressionless.

"Even if he didn't participate, he took a few brothers to put on his Chen Yu's sack, so he couldn't swallow his anger."

"Alas, pay attention to proportion, my father is incompetent, for the princelings, I can't make an inch in this life, so that you should be heartless, fresh, clothed and angry, and you have been wronged." After speaking, Jia Yu closed his eyes in pain, rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand, and looked helpless.

"It's okay, it's not interesting to be a general." After Jia Hui finished speaking, he fell silent.

There was silence in the carriage.

Jia Hui has actually always been very envious of his dog father.

Born noble, as soon as he was born, it was the heyday of the Jia family, Ning Ronger was just in the prime of life, his father Jia Daishan also showed his edge, becoming an upstart in the army, and his grandfather was still the head of the Great Qi Wenchen, and the old lady of Shangshu Lingshi.

Jia Yu grew up in such an environment, as the eldest son of the Jia family Rongguofu, he was doted on by the old people of the Jia Shi family, and after the death of the old people, Jia Daishan became Jia Yu's big backer, and he called Yanjing and the princes brothers.

That is, after Prince Li's mutiny, he suffered in the past few years since his rise to Jia Hui, but compared with the subordinate officials of the original Prince's Mansion, they only broke off their careers, and they are not a problem in comparison.

At most, the old lady was eccentric in the second room, and she was a little wronged.

When he was knighted, the dog father became the marquis of the county in a blink of an eye, and someone supported him.

The dog's father, Jia Yu, can be said to have had a smooth life, and he inherited the title of first-class general of Rongguo Mansion without doing anything, and in a blink of an eye, he became a big man in the court.

Like himself, he needs to fight for everything, and he has been fighting for several years, and his body is densely covered with scars.

He also wants to be a heartless and heartless man who laughs proudly in the capital with his brothers all day long.

。。。。。。

"Old lady, what Uncle and Brother Hun'er did is really unwise, that King Zhongshun is the prince of Daqi, how noble, Brother Hun'er even dared to slap him, Uncle didn't even stop it, it looks like the general election is coming, if the King of Zhongshun intervenes, how can it affect Sister Yuan'er's election!"

As soon as they returned to the house, the father and son were called to Rongxi Hall by the old lady, and just after the old lady had finished saluting, before she could sit down, Wang spoke first.

"Brother Hun, Sister Yuan is your sister, if King Zhongshun intervenes and delays Sister Yuan'er's election, are you worthy of your conscience as an elder brother! Why don't the second aunt beg your uncle of the Wang family, let him make peace with King Zhongshun, you go and apologize, everything can be your sister Yuan'er's general election! ”

Jia Hui knocked on the melon seeds and ignored him. Jia Yu next to him also rolled his eyes.

Even the old lady seemed to know Mrs. Wang for the first time.

"The second family, let's not talk about how he Chen Yu is, let's talk about Wang Ziteng, Wang Ziteng is only the commander of the 3,000 battalions of a regiment and battalion, and the official position is still under Brother Hui'er, how do you think that his Wang Ziteng has such a big face to let a prince and a general make peace?"

The old lady didn't understand Mrs. Wang's brain circuit.

"How is it possible, Brother Hun'er is the commander of the 3,000 battalions of the Beijing camp, and my second brother is also the commander of the 3,000 battalions, how can the same official position not be worthy of peace?" Mrs. Wang's face was right.

"Whew!" Jia Yu couldn't hold back his laughter.

"What's the matter, uncle thinks his brother-in-law is wrong?" Hearing Jia Yu's laughter made Mrs. Wang feel offended.

Jia Yu just smiled and drank tea again.

"Second aunt, my nephew's commander of the 3,000 battalions of the Beijing Battalion, and Wang Ziteng's commander of the 3,000 battalions of the Fenwu Battalion, one of the 12 regiments and battalions of the Beijing Battalion, are not the same thing at all!" Jia Hui couldn't help but explain to Mrs. Wang.

"You should be called Uncle Wang!" Mrs. Wang was dissatisfied, "And they are all commanders of the three thousand battalions, what's the difference?" ”

"Wang Ziteng!"

"You!" Madame Wang was about to speak, but the old lady stopped Madame Wang.

"Okay, second brother, don't think I don't know where the 20,000 taels of silver from your second brother's relationship came from!"

"Twenty thousand taels of silver!" Hearing the silver, Jia Yu, who was originally indifferent, immediately came to his senses and stared at Mrs. Wang with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Boss, don't worry about this!" The old lady glared at Jia Yu, Jia Yu was helpless, snorted coldly, leaned back in the chair and sulked.

"Hmph, greedy for merit, didn't listen to military orders, and took some crooked ways to get promoted, just because he deserves to let me call my uncle? I'm going to be blind! ”

"You are presumptuous!" Wang Ziteng can be said to be Mrs. Wang's biggest backer, hearing Jia Hui's evaluation of his brother like this, he was about to scold, but when he saw Jia's mother looking at him indifferently, he could only take his anger back to his heart and look at Jia Hui with cruel eyes.

Jia Hui ignored her, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea.

"I and that Wang Ziteng, the difference is in this 'capital', this Beijing camp is divided into twelve regimental battalions, each regimental battalion has a Shenji battalion, three thousand battalions and five military battalions, that is to say, there are a total of 12 three thousand battalions and 12 commanders in the entire Beijing battalion, and Wang Ziteng is one of them.

I'm different, I'm the head of the 12 3,000 battalions in the entire Beijing camp, and I'm the head of the horse army in the Beijing camp, but all the cavalry in the Beijing camp must listen to me, this is the 'commander of the all', can the second aunt understand?

Still don't get it? That is to say, the 12 commanders of the 3,000 battalions, including your brother Wang Ziteng, will listen to me, understand? ”

Mrs. Wang pinched the rosary in her hand and forced herself not to scold, and he also understood that he could steal 20,000 taels of silver from the public office, which was completely exposed under the old lady's nose, and he still felt that he was doing it without realizing it!

In order not to offend the old lady, this humiliation can only be swallowed in the stomach.

"My son and daughter-in-law are unwell and have retired." After saying that, he left without waiting for the old lady to speak.

There are only three generations of grandparents left in Rongxi Hall.

"Brother Hun, where King Zhongshun is, there is really no way to resolve it?"

"Mother, Chen Huan's wife has been in the same boat with our family since that incident!" At the mention of King Zhongshun, Jia Yu became angry, and hurriedly got up and said to Jia Mu.

"Alas, whatever, who doesn't have an enemy or political enemy in this Manchu Dynasty? So let's do it, then, how to arrange Sister Yuan'er's election? ”

Jia's mother stared at Jia Hui in a daze and said, this matter has nothing to do with Jia Yu, who was cut off from his career, and now there are only two people who can decide the fate of Yuanchun, one is his biological father Jia Zheng, and the other is Jia Hui.

Needless to say, Jia Hui, the biological father Jia Zheng, as the pillar of the entire Jia family and the one with the highest title, is qualified to decide to send a clan daughter to marry, and even sometimes Jia Hui's decision is greater than Jia Zheng's decision.

"The old lady and the second uncle want Sister Yuan to marry into the royal family, they can, but their status is lower, the eldest daughter of the second room of Rongguo Mansion, in the final analysis, is just the eldest daughter of the Wupin official family, and now, they can only use the identity of the granddaughter of the first Rongguo Gong to run for election.

Fortunately, our family has not been separated, and there is no prince today. The identity can barely be a concubine, I chose the current fourth prince, my brother who passed his life, Prince Yiyong Chen Jingyuan. Jia Hui stopped after speaking, drank tea, and waited for Jia's mother's reaction.

"The fourth prince, is it the child of Concubine Wu, whose mother was born as a palace maid? The background is low, there is no main force of the mother family, and what else, there is no more? Jia Mu thought for a moment and continued to ask.

"No, the rest are either unfamiliar or have a bad relationship, so you can't find a loyal clan, right? Isn't it true that you are faithful to the king?

That's not a good match, just with Concubine Zhen's domineering energy in the palace, what good things can be raised? "Jia Hui doesn't like the Loyal King, especially his mother, Concubine Zhen, who says that she is an old relative of the two families, but in fact she seems to regard herself as a subordinate.

"After all, our Jia family and Zhen family are old relatives!" Jia's mother wanted Yuan Chun to marry the faithful king with a higher maternal background.

"Don't, say it's an old relative, but is there a family surnamed Zhen in the founding honors? If it weren't for the fact that the emperor was raised by Mrs. Fengsheng, his Zhen family was a silk merchant, but he was not even from the Cao Gang, the emperor was prosperous in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Zhen family could be the hegemon of Jinling, if something unspeakable happened, what would his Zhen family have? You must know that there are nursing mothers today! Jia Hui resolutely opposed being involved with the Zhen family.

"But our Jia family and the Zhen family were relatives before the founding of the country, and your great-grandmother was born in the Zhen family, an old in-law family." Jia Mu still wanted to struggle a little more.

"Old dear? As soon as he gained power, he began to dig into the corners of his relatives, what kind of old relatives! Grandmother Mo doesn't know, and the Jinling family that is still following us is only Xue Lin Li, the king of Jia Shi! ”

"What! The Zhen family deceives people too much! "This time, even the old lady is angry, I treat you as a relative, and you treat me as an unjust species!

The old lady clutched her chest and gasped, Jia Yu Jia Hui hurriedly stepped forward to give the old lady a good breath, and it took a while to calm down.

"Brother Hun, this matter depends on you, it is Prince Yiyong, can you guarantee that Prince Yiyong can be good to Sister Yuan?" Jia Hui was a little stunned, she was still talking about the interests of the family just now, and the next sentence was whether it would be good for Sister Yuan.

"It's... Of course it will be fine, Sun Er and Chen Si are brothers who have passed their lives on the plateau in the desert together, if you can't believe it anymore, then no one can believe it.

What's more, our sister Yuan is so good, who wouldn't like it? Even if he didn't look at each other, Chen Si promised that he would respect each other like a guest, and he would definitely come with Mr. Yuan's eldest son..."

Boast!

I heard the sound of wood falling to the ground outside, followed by a messy footsteps, running farther and farther.

Inside the house, the three grandparents looked at each other and smiled.

"Old lady, Dad, the child still has some things, so I'll go back first."

After saying goodbye to the old lady and Jia Yu, as soon as I went out, I saw a wooden tray falling on the ground, and a porcelain plate on it almost fell out, but the small snacks contained in the porcelain plate were scattered all over the ground and could not be eaten.

Hehe smiled and walked towards the backyard, as a brother, Jia Hui really felt that marrying Chen Si was a good marriage, much better than the original book in which Xiao was elected to the palace to serve others for nearly ten years, but after all, marrying someone is related to Yuan Chun's happiness for a lifetime, and it is better to ask the opinions of the parties, if you really don't want to marry, then let him go.

Jia Hui found Yuan Chun, who was twisted into a ball and comforted by the qin, in the flower hall in the backyard.

"Uncle Hun!" Baoqin saw Jia Hui coming over and hurriedly saluted.

Yuan Chun also reacted, took out a handkerchief to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, and also saluted Jia Hui.

"Brother Hun."

Jia Hui looked at the slim girl and felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

When he was a child, Jia Zhu was forced by his father to study, and Mrs. Wang had to take care of the house, so she couldn't take care of the young Yuan Chun, at that time, Yuan Chun either played with the old lady in Rongxi Hall, or went to Lixiangyuan to play with her grandfather and herself.

It can even be said that Yuan Chun's own brother Jia Zhu has not been with her as long as Yuan Chun has been with him.

"Sister Yuan has grown up." Jia Hui said with emotion.

Yuan Chun smiled sweetly.

"Come, sit, tell your eldest brother about your marriage, what do you think?" Jia Hui looked at the style and temperament in front of him... A graceful and luxurious girl.

Among the four younger sisters, Yuanchun is graceful and luxurious, Yingchun is weak, Tanchun is hearty and clever, as for cherishing spring, it is still a meat dumpling, and I can't see anything.

The three sisters, who grew up eating the same meals, have grown into different temperaments and personalities as they grow older.

Yuan Chun was silent for a moment and spoke.

"My sister was born in the Jia family, grew up in the Jia family, and enjoyed everything that the family gave me, and my sister wanted to contribute her own strength to the Jia family.

Besides, my sister often listens to Baoqin and those mothers-in-law who can go out of the house talk about a few princes and princes, and the righteous prince sounds like a good match, and the marriage of the sister of the fourth prince, the elder brother is in charge. ”

After speaking, she closed her mouth, for a fifteen-year-old girl, talking about her marriage so bluntly, that is, she has a generous personality, otherwise she will be replaced by Spring Festival, I am afraid that I will faint shyly before I have time to say anything, right?

"Actually, you don't have to marry the prince, you and my brother and sister grew up together, and my brother won't force you, if you want to marry a scholar like Zhuangyuan Tanhua like your aunt, my brother will also support you, at least, the family can still help."

"No need, my brother and the four princes are robes, and I know his personality best, even my brother said that the four princes are a good match, so my sister doesn't have to choose."

After speaking, Yuan Chun raised his head and looked at Jia Hui, a pair of apricot eyes shining.

"Besides, my brother won't lie to Yuanchun, my sister believes my brother!"

Jia Hui's old face turned red, and he suddenly felt a little guilty, but it quickly disappeared.

Marrying into the royal family is also an opportunity for Yuan Chun to change his life, even if Yuan Chun can marry a new science and technology scholar like his aunt Jia Min, with the help of his mother's family, he will live smoothly for the rest of his life.

But how could Yuan Chun, who was born in the Guogong Mansion, whose arrogance far surpassed that of her aunt Jia Min, and who was educated by her mother from the Wang family, be willing to accompany her husband to grind for a lifetime from a petty official of six or seven grades before he could become a high-ranking official who has the opportunity to talk to his mother's family on an equal footing?

This is the opportunity of Yuan Chun, and it is also the opportunity of the entire second room, Yuan Chun must seize it, and it must be seized.

Jia Hui looked up to the sky and laughed, covered her black and shiny hair with her big hand and rubbed it violently, turned around and left the flower hall.

In the flower hall, only the two masters and servants of Yuanchun, who were scrubbed their hair and glared at them.

。。。。。。

The next day's morning dynasty was lively, the Liaodong officials of the Zhongshun King and Jia Hui's own northwest department and the Jinling officials from the Jinling department fought a big battle, and for the first time I saw the civil officials quoting scriptures and looking for all the flaws of the opponent to fight back, which really made Jia Hui, who was not good at words, open his eyes.

Just when the scene was about to get out of control and start fighting, the emperor came to make a will.

Chen Yu, the king of Zhongshun, picked quarrels and provoked troubles and beat the officials of the imperial court, was grounded for three months, deprived the palace of 5,000 acres of farmland, and rewarded 60 boards for two days.

Hou Jiahui of Wuwei County punched and killed a person and beat the prince, reading that there was a reason for his incident, and the deceased was a lowly person, only fined 50 taels of silver, deprived of 30 pro-soldiers, and rewarded 40 boards, and the fight was completed on the same day.

"Ahh

There was a constant wail beside him.

Jia Hui, who had already exercised two iron legs and was wearing pants, looked at King Zhongshun who was screaming with disdain.

"Cut, it's only thirty sticks to howl like this, you can't do it!"

King Zhongshun, who had just finished beating thirty sticks, was lying on the stool with his face twisted, and he heard Jia Hui mocking himself and wanted to fight back, but now he didn't even have the strength to fight back, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

Syllable!

Yun Yu's right hand full of rings slapped Jia Hui's head, hitting Jia Hui and staggering, squatting on the ground with his head covered, and King Zhongshun couldn't help grinning, but the pain in his hip made his smile look awkward.

"Grandma, it's been less than two hours since you scolded your kid and you made such a fuss again, don't give me face?" Yun Yu looked angry, he finally understood Lu Guan's mood, and at this moment he also wanted to pull out a knife and chop the squatting kid into pieces.

"How can you blame me, my father drank tea and listened to the music, and suddenly he was beaten by this dog thief, no one was recruited, no one was provoked, how could I let my father suffer this grievance? I killed one on the spot, and gave this guy a slap and a kick, and not crippling him is already the effect of my self-cultivation for a few months! Jia Hui looked unconvinced.

"So Lao Tzu gave you a slap, otherwise, I would have cut you into a slap!" Yun Yu snorted coldly.

"Okay, the fight is over, hurry up and go with Lao Tzu to face the saint, and when you're done, go home and touch the medicine, it's not good to leave a dark wound." After speaking, Yun Yu tidied up his clothes and walked towards Yingtai without looking back.

Jia Hui smiled, and when he passed by King Zhongshun, he inadvertently rubbed King Zhongshun's bloodied buttocks with a scabbard, and hurriedly accelerated his pace and chased after Yun Yu.

Hearing only the sound of "whoop", King Zhongshun, who was about to faint after being beaten, immediately became energetic, and wanted to stand up and scold Jia Hui for being inappropriate, but because he got up and squeezed his swollen buttocks, his hands loosened, and he lay on the stool again, and the already swollen bladder finally opened, and a warm current fell down the stool to the ground.

I wanted to scold Jia Hui for this dog thing, but I really didn't have the strength anymore, so I could only stare at Jia Hui blankly as he turned the corner and walked towards Yingtai, sighed, closed his eyes and lay on the stool and kept muttering.

Jia Hui, who is raised by a little maid!