Chapter 80 Separation between public and private

The Zhen Mansion is a courtyard regulated by the Duke's Palace.

It may be that the emperor said in the same year, "The position of the Holy Lady is better than that of the Duke", and the Ministry of Industry repaired this mansion according to the Guogong Mansion.

The reason for the construction of this courtyard is nothing else, that is, to raise the Holy Lady.

To tell the truth, in addition to Mrs. Fengsheng herself, the Zhen family lived in it, which was called arrogance. But Mrs. Fengsheng took the Zhen family in on the grounds that she wanted to enjoy the joy of family.

It wasn't until Zhen Yingjia moved to the right that the president of the Tiren Academy, an official who was a five-rank official, but because he had the meaning of being a messenger, he could be ranked with the governor of the first grade, that the Zhen family was barely qualified to live in this mansion.

In those years, Mrs. Zhen's family status was like that of a son-in-law.

The front yard is still a regular standard construction style, and at most the shadow wall is gorgeous.

After entering the instrument gate, the feeling is different.

The flowers and plants in the yard are in full bloom, with gardenias, jasmine, oleanders, and magnolias......

Flowers.

"The Governor, all the flowers in the courtyard are in season, except for the ones on these trees, the flowers in the pots will be moved back to the flower room, and then the seasonal flowers will be moved out again..."

Zhen Yingjia was half a position behind Jia Hui and introduced him to the various furnishings of Zhen's mansion.

Jia Hui looked at Zhen Yingjia's introduction with great interest.

If the decoration style of Rongguo Mansion is dignified and majestic, then the style of Zhen Mansion is exquisite and luxurious.

Passing through the inner instrument door and bypassing the shadow wall, the shape was like Rongxi Hall, but the arc of the roof slope was larger than that of Rongxi Hall, and a main house appeared in front of Jia Hui's eyes.

There was a burst of whispering in the main hall, and the maid on duty outside the door saw her master walking towards the main hall with a big tall man, and hurriedly opened the curtain and shouted inside:

"Old lady, several ladies, the old man is here with someone!"

The women in the room hurriedly stopped communicating, quickly tidied up their clothes and sitting postures, sat in their seats elegantly and dignifiedly, and a few small ones also hid in the back room with a serious face, but they still looked at the door through the gap from time to time.

The footsteps were getting closer, and soon, the people in the room felt the oppression of the strong physique through the curtain of the door.

"Slave, slave..."

The maid outside the door wanted to say hello to a few masters, but when she saw the man with a shoulder knife who was two heads taller than herself, the oppressive nature brought by the absolute height difference made the little maid who could speak well on weekdays unable to say anything at once, so she had to flash to the side of the main gate and bow down.

A strong man with a shoulder knife more than six feet tall walked in, startling the ladies and ladies in the room, they had never seen a man more than six feet tall on weekdays.

And most importantly, why did he have such a strange sword hanging from his waist, how could it be bent?

The little ladies hiding in the back hall were a little puzzled.

"Didn't the lord say that all gentlemen wear swords?"

"Aren't all swords straight? I've seen it in the master's study! ”

"That's supposed to be a knife, right?"

"Knives? Isn't the knife also straight? ”

"What nonsense? That's the scimitars that the military attaches carry! ”

"Big sister, you know so much..."

Little ladies, you and I are quietly talking one by one.

In fact, the Zhen family's nursing home has knives in their hands, but they only operate in the front yard and the back door, and the little ladies can't see them at all.

The only knives you can touch are paper cutters, but these knives are straight, and today you can see a new thing.

Jia Hui stood in the center, looking at the kind old lady in front of her, and couldn't help but think of her grandmother.

"Junior, Jia Hui, meet the old lady!" Jia Hui lifted his robe and knelt down to salute.

On the one hand, the old lady is indeed an old relative of the Jia family, and it is no problem to kneel down for the elders who are serious.

Then the emperor once called the old lady "the old man of my family", except for the emperor and his wife, she can accept the kneeling of all the younger generations with peace of mind.

Who made the family the emperor's nurse and life-saving benefactor!

"Okay, good boy, come, get up quickly, let the old woman take a good look at you!" The old lady was excited and let Jia Hui come to her side, and Jia Hui half-squatted down.

The old lady put her two hands on Jia Hui's face and looked at it carefully.

"Like, it's really like, especially this melon seed face, like the second uncle Yuan when he was young..."The old lady looked at Jia Hui's face and fell into a memory...

Jia Hui also recalled the old lady's information in her heart.

The old lady's husband, Zhen Taigong, is Jia Yuan's nephew according to his seniority, but he is 14 years older than Jia Daishan, one or two years older than Jia Daihua in Ningguofu, and seventeen years older than the emperor.

The old lady became the emperor's nurse, and the emperor and Jia Daishan were peers...

In other words, the emperor who regards the old lady as "the old man of my family" is strictly the nephew of his old brother Jia Daishan, and in other words, Jia Hui himself is the same generation as the emperor, and suddenly became the father of his good brother Chen Jingyuan...

However, this is all according to the old lady's generation, in fact, the seniority of the noble and royal has been determined in the early years of the dynasty, and the prince is the same generation as the first Ning Rong Ergong.

Forget it, this thing is very troublesome, let's talk about it...

Cleaning up the mess in his mind, Jia Hui raised his head and looked at the old lady with a curious look to satisfy the old lady's desire to talk.

In fact, Jia Hui was also very curious.

"Melon seed face... My grandfather? Jia Hui took the lead in raising the topic.

In fact, he always thought that the round face was the ancestral style of the Jia family, and his goose egg face was completely with his mother.

After all, the portrait in the ancestral hall had been painted by the old lady when he was very old, and his face was drooping, and he couldn't tell what kind of face it was.

"Yes, Grandpa Ling and you look exactly the same, it's these eyebrows... looks like you don't have a sharp spirit, Second Uncle Yuan is Liu Yemei, yours is Jian Mei..."

"Probably, the eyebrows are kissed by my mother..."

"Hehehe... Your mother...

When the old woman went back to the capital, she was going to Rongguo Mansion to visit your grandparents, and she happened to be born when you were born, and she drank your full moon wine by the way!

The old woman remembers, your mother is the eldest girl of the pardon brother, what is it called winter... Winter... Dongmei? ”

"Old lady, my mother's name is Butterbur, Yuan Section, not Winter Plum, the flowers are all mistaken..."

The grandfather and grandson chatted as if no one was around, and they didn't realize that there was a row of Zhen family ladies on the right who hadn't said hello.

Zhen Yingjia's wife, who was sitting at the head of her right hand, glanced at Zhen Yingjia, and Master Zhen understood.

"Ahem... Ahem! ”

Zhen Yingjia cleared her throat.

The old lady also heard her son's cough and immediately reacted.

"Oh, look at it, the old woman is also confused, she forgot to introduce you to Brother Hun'er, and the one who came to sit in the first place is your Uncle Yingjia's wife, your third aunt."

Neither of Zhen Yingjia's two older brothers lived past the age of twelve.

"I've seen the third aunt."

Jia Hui bowed lightly.

Seeing that Jia Hui didn't perform the junior salute at all, Mrs. Zhen held back her anger, but still nodded with a smile.

What a dog thing! X2

Worthy of me too! / Didn't take me seriously!

The more you look at this dog thing, the more unpleasant it becomes! X2

The last time Jia Hui met him, he felt strongly uncomfortable from the first meeting, it was his second aunt Wang.

The old lady saw all this, but said nothing.

took Jia Hui's hand and introduced him to several other ladies, and Jia Hui officially sat down.

Zhen Yingjia also wanted to sit on the Taishi chair on the right as usual, who thought that Jia Hui had already sat down naturally.

Zhen Yingjia's legs stiffened, and he wanted to say something, but he still sat on the first place on the left side as if he was fated.

The entire main hall was silent.

Mrs. Zhen, who is used to being a master in Jinling City, can't bear it at all, you are a junior, or a concubine, you dare to snatch the position of the master of Zhen Mansion!

This is Zhen's Mansion, not your barracks!

"Hehe, Brother Hui, what I'm doing now is my own family, and this elder is present..." Mrs. Zhen San still plans to be tactful.

"Well, the younger generation has always been a clear distinction between public and private, what's wrong?"

Jia Hui looked at the third lady with a puzzled expression.

"That's... Look at this seat..."The third lady continued with an embarrassed expression, and at the same time motioned Jia Hui to look at Zhen Yingjia with her eyes, completely ignoring Zhen Yingjia's exaggerated expression of suggesting that her wife should stop talking!

It's not that she didn't pay attention at all, but in the eyes of the third lady, this is the old man encouraging herself to continue! Just glanced at it and continued to look at Jia Hui.

That's it, reasonable people should get up and change seats with a sudden understanding, right? Hurry up and get out of the way!!

Jia Hui and the third lady looked at each other for a moment, then looked around, and looked at the third lady again with a puzzled expression.

"The third aunt said this, the nephew didn't understand, the seat is very good, and everyone has no problem sitting..."

You know it's a seat problem! You did it on purpose!

It's been a long time since anyone dared to do anything against themselves, and even the old lady rarely interfered in her own arrangements!

I'm mad too!!

The anger blinded the third lady's reason, and she slapped the table and pointed at Jia Hui and scolded:

"Then you don't want to get out of the way of your cousin!

You, a junior, deserve to sit on the throne?

Do you really think that if you become a metropolitan governor, what kind of general will be able to turn against Tiangang?

That's how the Jia family taught you? Where do you like to sit in someone else's house?

I'm telling you, there's a rule! This is the Zhen family, not your Jia family! ”

For a while, there was silence in the lobby, and even a few young ladies in the back hall covered their mouths with handkerchiefs in surprise.

Jia Hui was also stunned for a moment.

Didn't Tan Ji's intelligence say that the Zhen family's housewife was a very scheming person? That's it? Eat too many brain fragments, right?

A wave of anger ensued!

"Presumptuous!"

Jia Hui, who was afraid of scaring the old lady out of her illness, did not choose to roar out, but glared angrily, and muffled in his throat like a tiger's roar, as if he was a tiger-loving tiger.

Everyone seemed to be targeted by a tiger, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to move.

The old lady on the side did not change her face, she has seen a lot of this kind of murderous military general in her life, it seems that Jia Hui has no intention of killing, the right is to let the Zhen family who has drifted to the sky see what the real powerful people who use martial arts to seal the prince are like!

"If it weren't for the fact that the two families are old relatives, you are a five-grade and pleasant, and you are not worthy of boarding the gate of my Dunhuang County Mansion in Beijing!"

Jia Hui spoke very slowly, but every word hit the chests of everyone present.

Even the fifth child of the Zhen family, who said wildly last night that he wanted to compare himself with Jia Hui, was like a sick cat at this time, sitting on the chair and not daring to move.

The title of "Wupin Pleasant" is like a sharp knife, which pierces the false prosperity of the Zhen family and brings the reality back to their eyes.

Jiangnan weaving this official position, even if the power is so great that it can be equal to the governor? After all, he is only a five-grade petty official, and there are four of them by Jia Hui's side alone, which is already the highest official position of the Zhen family.

Syllable!

Jia Hui suddenly had a fully unfolded folding fan in his hand, covering Jia Hui's angry face. Suddenly retracted again, Jia Hui's smiling face reappeared in front of everyone's eyes, as if nothing had happened just now.

In a word, more than a dozen men and women of the Zhen family were silent for me.

originally wanted to beat the Zhen family's morale.

Again, Jiangnan Weaving, that is, the president of the Tiren Academy, is notoriously lowly and powerful, that is, the local governor and governor have to listen to the advice of Jiangnan Weaving. If they are allowed to hate themselves, there are ways to make themselves stumbling.

I just didn't expect these people's hearts to be so fragile, and their hearts collapsed with a word.

I also asked Jia Yucun to write in advance all kinds of counterattack tactics in case of quarrel!

"A certain family, I think I have achieved the greatest degree of distinction between public and private, I have called you three cousins and three aunts, what else do you want?

Why does the third aunt think that I, a super-grade duke, the governor of the left army of the first grade, and the general Sima of the first grade, want to sit under you? ”

The first chapter is delivered!

I ran to the insurance company in the afternoon, but every Monday their company's computer would be stuck in a mess or something, and even the network would be disconnected!

No way, I spent the whole afternoon at the insurance company, and it took two hours to complete the business.

I'll try to write the second one, if it's fast, it's about three o'clock, and if it's slow, it's still twelve o'clock at noon.

(End of chapter)