The Coral of the Red Mansion Does Not Return

Chapter 67

Although Jia Hu took the initiative to go out to greet him, in the eyes of the Ninth Prince, it was he who blocked Jia Hu.

With a little complacency, he asked with a smile: "Jia Xiuzuan, where are you going?"

Jia Hu didn't answer, just cupped his hands and said hello: "Your Highness has seen His Highness the Ninth Prince." Then he said reluctantly, "Your Highness is about to leave the palace."

After saying the same thing as Bai said, the Ninth Prince snorted unhappily, but he couldn't say that what he said was wrong, and his mood suddenly became bad: "What? This prince just came and Jia Xiuxuan is about to leave. Could it be that he looks down on this prince? "

"I don't dare to be an official." Jia Hu immediately pleaded guilty, which made it difficult for the Ninth Prince to criticize him harshly.

The Ninth Prince saw that the people in front of him couldn't make a mistake, he looked sincere and fearful, and his heart was tired, "Since Jia Xiuzuan doesn't want to leave, let me take a stroll in this library with my prince."

"The subordinate obeys the order."

Seeing that Jia Hu was still calm and dead, the Ninth Prince muttered softly, "I'm really timid at the moment."

Jia Hu's ears moved, and she still had that indifferent face of "whatever you like, listening and respecting".

Along the way, Jia Hu realized that the Library Pavilion was very big, even bigger than the Ningxin Hall where Concubine Shu lived. The palace servants who held the books in their hands saluted one after another when they passed by, and many people were tidying up the bookshelves.The two were silent all the way, the Ninth Prince thought angrily, if you don't talk, I won't talk, let's see who can hold it back.

Jia Hu didn't feel anything about the silence, and from the corner of his eyes, where the Ninth Prince couldn't see, he kept looking at his angry profile.He was reading it with gusto, when the Ninth Prince suddenly said, "I heard that Jia Xiuzuan has good handwriting, why don't you see it today?"

Until the Ninth Prince was wrapped in Jia Hu's arms and writing with his hands, he was still puzzled: How did he develop to this point?

The warm breath of the person behind him sprayed on the top of his head, his lips brushed against his earlobe intentionally or unintentionally, and some rough big hands held his hand, writing stroke by stroke.

"I want to watch you write, not to teach me!" Ninth Prince said through gritted teeth.Isn't this a trick he uses to deal with male favorites!How dare Jia Hu!

The offended Ninth Prince struggled vigorously, and the result was self-evident, his small body of indulgence, desire, excess, and excess could not shake Jia Hu's seemingly thin body at all.

He whispered in Ninth Prince's ear: "Don't you like Jiu'er?"

Tu Jiu's goosebumps came out, but his legs softened unexpectedly, being half hugged and half hugged by Jia Hu, Tu Jiu said angrily, "Let me go!"

"Don't let go." Jia Hu held his handwriting with one hand, restrained him with the other hand, tilted his head slightly, rolled his tongue, left a wet mark on Tu Jiu's earlobe, and squeaked loud sound.Tu Jiu's eyes were red, and his voice was crying: "I'm going to kill you!!"

Jia Hu's face turned cold, and he pushed him out immediately.

Tu Jiu staggered a bit, barely stood still, furious, and was about to call someone, when a voice that was so cold came: "If you can't play it, don't play it!"

Turning around, Jia Hu left directly.

Tsk, I thought that people were interested in me, but it turned out that I was being affectionate.He, Jia Hu, doesn't even bother to force others.

Who can't afford it? !No, who is playing with you?Tu Jiu was angry and furious, and after returning to the mansion, he calmed down for a long time, only to realize that he was blocking people and wanted to be accompanied, and he really seemed to be interested in people.

Besides, when did he become so tolerant to those who offended him?Jia Hu is just the son of the Duke, and Tu Jiu is already the king of the county. After a certain brother comes to power, the prince will be a matter of time. Regardless of Jia Hu's registration in front of the emperor, it is not easy for a prince to kill him .

Could it be that Jia Hu made him feel affectionate? !

Tu Jiu turned pale with shock.

Without further ado, just watching Jia Hu with a cold face walking out of the palace step by step, the frost on his face melted like snow in spring, and he looked gentle and polite again.

After all, I am angry in my heart, if it is not for your love and my willingness in Nanfeng Pavilion, how can I do that kind of thing.Want to turn your face and deny people after being eaten?Oh, no way.Who goes up and who goes down depends on strength.

After all, Tu Jiu couldn't swallow that breath, so after a few days, he sent someone to deliver a bunch of medicine to Rongguo Mansion, specifying that it was for Jia Hu.Mrs. Liu looked at the tiger penis and other things on the list in puzzlement, not knowing why the Ninth Prince's Mansion sent these to Hu'er.Jia Hu had no intention of explaining, so he sent someone back with a gift, just a small box.

Knowing that it was not something good, Tu Jiu couldn't hold back his curiosity. When he opened it, his face was livid, and he threw the box out angrily. A round white porcelain bottle rolled out of it, and there were two jade bottles. The utensils were smashed by Tu Jiu, and they could barely be seen to be in the shape of long sticks.

This is a later story, now Jia Hu left the palace, instead of returning to the mansion, he went to Zhuangyuan Building.

It was the time of reconciliation at the end of the month, and Jia Hu came here, but it was not just for this.Putting down the ledger, Jia Hu said lightly to the shopkeeper who had been standing respectfully: "Good job." Then he let him go down, turned around and pushed away the large Jinglan porcelain vase with a few lotus flowers in the corner, and put it into the wall. After knocking three times, the rhythm was two short and one long, and a gap was opened in the wall, and the gap expanded silently, turning into a door.

Inside, an imposing man was waiting inside.

"Your Highness." Jia Hu called.

The man turned his head and said in surprise, "You're here." Before he could reply, he asked again, "What's the matter?"

Jia Hu told him exactly what his father said.

That man, that is, King Cheng, looked solemn, "I never thought that the elder brother and the second elder brother would have such courage."

Jia Hu lowered his voice and said excitedly: "The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's benefit. If His Highness finds a way not to go to the Mulan Paddock and avoids this catastrophe, then the throne will be at your fingertips!"

King Cheng shook his head and said to him: "The news of the autumn hunt has spread, and the father has sent a message to ask all the princes to go together."

Jia Hu thought for a moment before sighing, "The emperor is becoming more cautious."

"Bring more people when the time comes," Cheng Wang said hastily, "Father is watching me very closely, and I'm about to enter the palace again."

Jia Hu didn't know what was going on, King Cheng seldom contacted him, and the letters he sent were like sinking into the ocean.It was so hard to talk about the last conversation today, but it was so hasty.He asked a little anxiously, "Your Highness?"

King Cheng showed him a comforting smile: "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing."

King Cheng knew more about political struggle than he did.Now that His Highness said so, Jia Hu felt at ease and sent him out of the darkroom.

But he said that King Cheng rushed to the palace in a hurry, and was summoned by the emperor before he could catch his breath.

"What did the Jia family boy say to you?" The emperor held a note and asked with an unpredictable expression.

King Cheng was frightened, but felt relieved for a moment. Zhuangyuan Building was owned by Jia Hu, and it was not a secret among those who were a little well-informed in Beijing.His traces and Jia Hu's traces are also easy for the emperor to find out.But he can be sure that his father must not know the content of their conversation.

The emperor really didn't know that his Tsing Yi Wei was a human being, not a god.The two of them talked and drove away everyone around, and there were guards outside the dark room. What's more, some important words were still written with pen and paper. When Tsing Yi Wei entered, he saw only a pile of paper ashes.During the whole process, only one or two insignificant words were heard.

If the father knew about it, he would not be as calm as he is now, Cheng Wang thought to himself, and said a few more casual words.The emperor didn't believe it, but he had no choice but to beckon him up, saying, "Look at this memorial."

King Cheng stepped forward and reached out to receive the memorial without bowing his head. The emperor sneered and threw the memorial into his hand.King Cheng dared to open it and read it. It was a greeting book, complimenting the emperor for the peace of the world under his rule, and showing his loyalty.If you ask who wrote the book, it is Xue Jian.

Who is Xue Jian?King Cheng was puzzled, and the emperor scolded, "Aren't you close to Jia's family? Why don't even his relatives, Xue's family know."

Being scolded by the emperor was already used to it, Cheng Wang put on a blank face and began to recall that the relatives of Jia's family must not be in the capital, he had never heard of them.That is in Jinling.

"But the Xue family of Jia, Wang, Shi, and Xue? The Xue family is descended from Ziwei Sheren Xue Gong, and now it is an imperial merchant. How can I please my father?"

"It's not too stupid." The emperor was slightly satisfied, and said, "Xue Jian is my eyes and ears in the south of the Yangtze River. Have you noticed anything?"

Such a confidential matter was told to King Cheng, but King Cheng's face remained unchanged, neither flattered nor surprised.It's not that his concentration is too strong, but that it's not once or twice.At first, King Cheng was suspicious, panicked, and resolutely refused, saying that he was fine under the leadership of his father; then, he was grateful and flattered, and said that he must accept the emperor's teachings; up to now, the emperor has not responded , All kinds of teaching, all kinds of scolding, made Chengwang's facial nerves necrotic.

He thought for a moment, then replied: "It seems that Jiangnan is very peaceful."

"Idiot!" The memorial fell on him, and he didn't have much strength, so King Cheng didn't hide.

Just now he said that his son is not too stupid, Cheng Wang slandered, and then respectfully said, "Please teach me, Father."

A bunch of notebooks were thrown over, "This is Xue Jian's notebooks in recent years, please take a good look."

King Cheng had no choice but to bend down to pick up the soap, no, Zhezi, read it book by book.

During the period, the emperor drank fragrant tea and commented leisurely.Ah, I have tuned and taught this kid for more than a month, and he is pretty quick at it.

Except for the father and son, the maids and eunuchs in the hall made very soft footsteps. They were obviously trained and played by the emperor's hidden guards. Don't worry about them leaking secrets.That's why the emperor dared to teach his son here with confidence and boldness.

It is not uncommon for princes to enter the palace, and almost all the older ones are busy, and it takes an hour to answer each other.Even so, Cheng Wang, who was summoned by the emperor every day, still attracted the attention of the brothers.

In Prince Wu's Mansion.

An aide said anxiously: "Your Highness, seeing that King Cheng is getting more and more attention, we don't have much time! Please make a quick decision, Your Highness!"

Other people in the room looked at each other, and several people cupped their hands and said, "His Royal Highness, please make a quick decision!"

King Wu is a burly middle-aged handsome man.Don't think that he is titled as a martial artist, and most of the people he associates with are rude warriors, just think that he is a straightforward person who doesn't know the twists and turns of civil servants. He can make meritorious deeds on the battlefield.

At this moment, he sighed heavily, and said, "Why don't I want to! It's just..."