The Prince of the Historian of the Red Chamber

At the end of this year, Shi Mo got married, perhaps because he had to compensate his daughter for her congenital illness and her short lifespan. The Qu family married Qu Lingjin with a generous dowry, and it was stated that after Qu Lingjin died, the dowry would be inherited by Shi Mo. Return the composer.Yuan Che, Shi Mo and others were noncommittal about this, but Jia Huan felt uncomfortable, and pulled Shi Mo to toss hard again, and even threatened Shi Mo not to keep the dowry of the girl from the Qu family in the bed. It's not that he can't afford to support Brother Mo of his family. Shi Mo can move gold and silver mountains for him if he wants, so what's the point of keeping the dowry of other women's women?

Tossing hard, Shi Mo, with red eyes, was sobbing with two tears in his eyes, what the hell, is he the one who covets other people's dowry, he will think of ways to do that!Jia Xiaohuan's heart is so dark that there is no limit!

However, after all, it was a wedding with a lot of red makeup and a beautiful scenery.

The matter of Qu Lingjin's near death is well kept secret, the outside only knows that the new grandmother of the Shi family is weak and shy.

Qu Lingjin's body was very weak, and she reluctantly worshiped without revealing any mistakes. As for the wedding night in the bridal chamber, even without Jia Huan, Qu Lingjin couldn't bear it.

In the Shifu, Qu Lingjin was taken care of very well, and she was given all the honors of being a housewife——Qu Lingjin couldn't be tired, so she assigned the post of housekeeper to the servants in charge... Qu Lingjin has lived a long life On her 20th birthday, she ran out of oil and passed away, and she was said to be "died of dystocia".Shi Mo stayed in mourning for his wife Qi Sheng for a year, and indeed did not have intercourse with anyone for a year, giving Qu the honor he deserved.The Qu family missed Shi Mo very much, and the two families became closer.This is for a later story, so I won't show it for the time being.

The man specially arranged their bedroom, lit the dragon and phoenix candles with thick wrists, tied Shi Xiaomo around the bed with his belt, and watched for a long time before he unpacked and ate to his heart's content, making Shi Mo's teeth itch with hatred. , until Jia Huan got married, he would have to go through the same experience, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Jia Huan's attack was even more ruthless, and Shi Mo became a marriage after all. After some talk, Jia Huan took advantage of Uncle Yuan's power to hide from Shi Mo that he "died" several times and was about to get engaged. 'My girl—well, at least that's what other people think.Uncle Yuan made false rumors, and several of his female spies gave Jia Huan the false identities of "going to be engaged" and then "beautiful burial". The female spies changed and lived as they wanted~

This name is stronger than that of tigers and wolves, and much stronger than the reputation of Nake's wife—the two families just got interested and communicated with each other. Dead, this, this, what a lonely life!

Where there are a lot of people, rumors like to spread rumors, especially such "legendary" and "scary" rumors spread quickly and widely. The few high-spirited ones sarcastically laughed at Jia Huan face to face.At that time, Shi Mo felt like a big stone was pressing on his heart, and wanted to shed tears in anger and distress, but Jia Huan's face was calm, but when no one was paying attention, he brushed Shi Mo's palm to show Molested.Shi Xiaomo, who wanted to save face, immediately turned into a rage and vented all his anger on a few "talented scholars" with high-sighted eyes.

Within a few days, those "big talents" were sent to learn to do the most fragmented, tiring, and most hopeless tasks-it is true that Shu Jishi is an official reserved by the imperial court. It is not true that the non-Hanlin will not join the cabinet, but the direction and affairs of all Shuji scholars are not the same. Can learning to draft imperial edicts be the same as learning to deal with old files, and can the future be the same?

All of a sudden, the gossip-watchers shut up. Apart from being the concubine of the declining Rongguo Mansion, this Jia Huan also has other backers. Such a person must not be offended even if he does not make friends with him.

Shi Xiaomo held the teacup and sneered. Although he was not very capable, he had an uncle who was capable and protective, and an aunt who was even more powerful!Dare to bully his family, Huan'er, hmph, it's the same in Qinggui Imperial Academy, anyone without a backstage can step on it, whether you are a talented person or a big rapeseed!

Jia Huan felt warm and itchy in his heart, and wished he could throw down the sneering man with his little chin raised, look at the shabby small room of the Hanlin Academy, take a sip of herbal tea and still keep the fire alive.

Mo Ge'er avenged him, so he put it in his heart, so he withdrew his hand, leaving only the first hand buried earlier to let it take effect--Jia Xiaohuan was completely black from the inside to the outside, although those few words were not true. Whether it hurts or not, but he has to let people know that the best way to avoid trouble is to let people know how powerful they are. Those few people are usually very proud of their talents because of their high rankings in Jinshi. It is easy to find some of their faults. The leak has expanded to the point where it cannot be easily passed.

Sure enough, within half a month, something went wrong with the affairs that those people had dealt with before. It was the end of the year, and even the head of the Imperial Academy was reprimanded. However, their official careers were cut off, and everyone knew that after the three-year term expired, the fate of these few people would be to be sent far away as county magistrates.

At that time, Shi Mo was lying on the beauty's lap, stuffing pomegranate seeds into his mouth, and talking nonsense: "It's like those high and low concubines in the palace competing for favor. The ones who come out to be domineering and pick things up are those brainless earthen jars, um, the rough earthenware earthenware jars that can only be seen, and they are proud of being used as gunmen... Tch, I haven’t seen a real jade bottle Are you all watching from behind?"

While peeling the pomegranate skin for him, Jia Huan said with a smile: "You are so unreasonable, as if you have seen it before in the palace.... Hey, you are not allowed to eat the pomegranate seeds!"

Shi Mo waved his hands, pretending to be a teacher and educated: "Hey, you don't understand, eating pomegranate seeds is good for digestion, have you never seen that chickens and ducklings like to eat small pebbles?" ? That’s the reason! I’m ignorant~~”

That smug little appearance is so cute, immediately Jia Huan's eyes darkened, and he stopped peeling. He bent down and kissed his light-colored lips from his eyebrows and eyes, and said in a low voice: "Then let me have a taste too." ?” As he spoke, his nimble tongue drove in and swept away the pomegranate seeds that Shi Moer hadn’t chewed...

"What Yikehua?" Uncle Yuan laughed, walking in while talking.

Shi Mo whimpered, hurriedly pushed the person on him away, and quickly got up from his lap.

When Uncle Yuan saw his little nephew's brightly colored eyes, he immediately gave Jia Huan a hard look at Jia Huan who was sitting there diligently peeling the pomegranates.

"Uncle, why are you here at this time?" Shi Mo coughed to hide his embarrassment.

Yuan Che snorted angrily: "Isn't this to see something that is good for restraint!"

"Uncle!" Shi Xiaomo felt embarrassed.

Feeling sorry for his little nephew, Yuan Che stopped talking, grabbed a handful of pomegranate seeds that were as crystal clear as ruby ​​grains, threw them into his mouth, and then frowned: "Why are they sour?" The uninhibited posture is very beautiful.

Shi Mo looked at his uncle with a smile, and said: "Sweet and sour is the original taste, it's authentic, how delicious it is!"

Yuan Che smiled, ignoring his nephew's nonsense.

It is very important to please the little uncle who protects the cubs, this is a major issue related to whether Brother Mo will go back to his room to sleep, Jia Xiaohuan immediately interjected and learned the jokes that Shi Mo just said.

Unexpectedly, these words made the little uncle feel sour. He just felt that his nephew must have suffered a lot when he was a child. Otherwise, how could he see any chickens and ducks, let alone know in detail that chickens and ducks will eat chickens? Shi Zi suppressed his sourness, Yuan Che stroked his little nephew's head and said with a smile: "Mo'er is a godlike character, so if you just talk about it, you will know what uncle is coming at this time."

Seeing his nephew's pair of phoenix eyes staring round and round like him, he liked it even more, and said with a smile: "Isn't there a big show in the palace? The two fell ill, and they both went crazy like hysteria, and they wanted to kill and beat, but they frightened many people—but the few in high positions are fine."

To kill or to fight?go Ape?Shi Mo was startled, could it be the reason he thought?

Jia Huan's eyes widened, and he also remembered the stupid thing that Aunt Zhao did back then—was it Ma Daopo?

Yuan Che nodded approvingly, and said with a half-joking and half-advising smile: "Our sage is not an ordinary person, what can escape his eyes, but he can bear it until now before it flares up... ...You two boys have to remember that even if Prince Duansu takes the throne in the future, you can't take chances and try to hide anything—the father and son both have the same virtues!" Brat, where is this? Started to be proud!

When Shi Mo and Jia Huan heard the words, seeing the coldness on their uncle's smiling face, they felt a chill down their spines: They had passed so smoothly during this time, they really lost their vigilance and awe... Uncle, no, it was Prince Duansu, they It is the loss of the duty and distance of a courtier.

He casually picked up a pomegranate seed and threw it into his mouth, as if he didn't know that he had surprised the two little ones, he said casually: "It's still sour! Hmph, this is really... the guavas brought in from Qianxiang Guogong are getting bigger every year. One year difference!"

Shi Mo pressed the corners of his twitching lips, pointed to a chic bamboo basket with a cover on the table, and said: "This year Qianxiang Country is colder than usual, and there are not many pomegranates brought in..." Duansu Wangfu got all of them. There it was, and it was sent over without even taking off the light yellow paper... "Why don't you pick and choose?" Maybe there are some sweet ones?

Shi Mo swallowed the second half of the sentence and didn't say it, because Prince Duansu in the little uncle's words "Both father and son have the same virtue" lifted the curtain and walked in.

Seeing Uncle Yuan holding the pomegranate seeds and putting them in his mouth, he frowned and said in a deep voice, "Don't spit out the seeds!"

Shi Mobaba looked at Jia Huan, what's the matter?

However, the two finally listened to Uncle Yuan's words, and corrected their mentality: Uncle is right, but all emperors, not to mention brothers and sisters born of the same mother, must abide by the way of emperor and minister, even father and son also pay attention to being the emperor first. Father again!The two of them were a little too trusting and intimate with Prince Su.

Today's scheming city is so deep that these young boys who have only heard a few words are shocked. If Prince Su is in the same line...to be an obedient and pure minister is the way to be an official.

Even Uncle Yuan didn't expect how much thought and change his words brought to the two people. These two virtuous ministers who will leave a trace in the history books in the future, at this time began to slowly shape the steelyard of their own officials. — can also be called a benchmark.

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"What did you say to the two children?" One day, Zhu Yong'an put his arms around the sleepy Yuan Che and asked softly in his ear.He could feel that the attitude of the two younger ones towards him had changed, they were not as close as before.

Yuan Che, who was extremely tired, buried his head in his chest and muttered, "What? Well, the way to be an official!"

Zhu Yong'an fell silent, hugging Yuan Che more and more tightly.

Yuan Che was a little out of breath from being hugged, and Zhu Bin's heartbeat sounded in his ears, as if there was a wordless sadness.

Uncle Yuan couldn't sleep anymore, he opened his eyes and said, "What are you thinking?"

Zhu Bin pursed his lips, pressed Yuan Che's head in his arms, not letting him see the dimness in his eyes, and asked softly, "Are you still..." Still blaming Father, blaming...me?

Squeezing the man's thick arms under the brocade quilt, Yuan Che struggled to poke his head out, and said angrily: "Those two boys are too compliant, and you're used to them, hmph, I'm afraid of those two People's tails are too high——My nephews, you can't be capable ministers, and you can't be treacherous officials!"

He added awkwardly: "I know that you are really good to them, but you can be selfish, and you can't make a weapon if you don't cut it. Don't you say that you are a strict father and a loving mother... You can't be too indulgent! The two boys are not good, I I only settle accounts with you!"

Zhu Bin rubbed his nose, and said in a hoarse voice, "Well, I am a strict father, and you are a loving mother...I only pamper you..."

"Well, go, go away!"

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