After the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

In this world, I'm afraid to think too much about anything.

Sometimes, a thing that was originally very simple, if you think too much, it will become very complicated.

What's more, the matter between Sun and Shi is already very complicated?

People from the Sun family were on guard against the Shi family, so they would inevitably bring them out in front of Jia She.

At this time, Jia Amnesty was already psychologically sensitive and fragile, and after listening to Jia Jing's provocation, he had to think about it.

He actually knew that compared to his eldest son whom he had never been close to since childhood, his mother Shi Shi preferred his younger brother Jia Zheng who was brought up with one hand, wishing to give his younger brother all the good things in this world.

He even overheard the complaint from his mother and Lai once, saying that if he hadn't been born before Jia Zheng, where would it be his turn to be the title of the duke?

At that time, my grandmother was still there, and Jia Amnesty didn't take these words to heart, but he didn't like his younger brother Jia Zheng even more.

During that time, he often spoke ill of Jia Zheng in front of his grandmother.

But later, when his grandmother was seriously ill and passed away, when the servants in the family began to neglect him intentionally or unintentionally, he became afraid.

But during the period of attending the funeral for the old lady, Shi shi greeted Jia Zheng every day, but he was just out of face for him.

His father, Jia Daishan, believed what his mother said, which made him even more disheartened.

——Sure enough, no one in this world treats him well except his grandmother.

Now that his grandmother is gone, who cares whether he is dead or alive, and whether he is doing well?

If Jia Jing let it go, Jia She would definitely follow the old path of his previous life, regardless of his own life or death, and the rise and fall of Rongguo Duke's Mansion.

But because of Mrs. Sun's affection, Jia Jing found out his conscience. First he went out in person, and then he used Sun's staff to forcibly twist Jia Amnesty's thoughts to another path.

——In this world, only my grandmother treats me sincerely, and she wholeheartedly hopes that I will be well for the rest of my life.

Now, although my grandmother is gone, since she wants me to be well, then I have to be well.

No matter what other people think, they can't let grandma's expectations deviate!

Jia Jing knows very well that the tea is cold when people leave.

Sun's staff will gradually be cleared and squeezed out by Shi's staff. If they don't let them use their residual heat now, after a while, these people will really be useless.

Seeing that Jia Amnesty had achieved results, Jia Jing ordered Zhang Gui to arrange two people to go to Jia Amnesty's place while Shi Shi was cleaning up the Rongguo Mansion, so he could concentrate on working in the East Palace.

Although he was also an errand in the East Palace in his previous life, but at that time he was serving as a bachelor's servant, and he belonged to the prince's close minister bestowed by the emperor.

According to the relationship between the saint and the prince at this time, the prince naturally treated him very kindly.

In this life, although he is also a man bestowed by the sage to the prince, he is only a small third-class shrimp.

Even if for the sake of the saint, the crown prince made him a personal guard, in fact, he couldn't say much in the East Palace.

But Jia Jing is not in a hurry, he has worked hard for so many years, and he may not have much other skills, but his patience is much better than when he was just reborn.

Since the crown prince doesn't need him right now, he'll lie dormant for now and just wait for the right time.

Of course, hibernation does not mean doing nothing.

There are many guards in this East Palace, and there are also many good players.Jia Jing realized his own shortcomings on the hunting ground, so he made up his mind to practice martial arts diligently.

Because he has read a lot of Taoist scriptures, his temperament is indifferent and easy-going. Although he is the son of the Hou Mansion, he never puts on airs when getting along with his colleagues.

Even, when he saw which kung fu was good, he humbly asked for advice, and when he was injured during a move, he laughed it off and never complained.

Among the guards in the Eastern Palace, there were none who had truly distinguished family backgrounds.

For the sake of gilding, the sons of the aristocratic families always go to places like Long Jinwei and Luanyiwei, which are nice and easy to work.

And those who really want to make contributions, let the elders entrust their connections and place them in the Shenji Camp or the Gyeonggi Camp.

The Eastern Palace, and even the real guards of the entire Imperial Palace, were selected from good families.

Therefore, these guards wanted to get close to Jia Jing because of his status. He was so easy-going, and it was easy to get along with them.

In fact, the place where the prince lives is called "Duanben Palace". The so-called East Palace has been the name of the prince since ancient times, and gradually it is also used to refer to the residence of the prince.

Therefore, people in the world call Duanben Palace the East Palace.

The palace of Daxia was built on the ruins of the previous dynasty, and the more important palaces like Qianqing Palace and Duanben Palace focused on repairing and expanding.

Therefore, the area occupied by Duanben Palace is second only to the Qianqing Palace where saints lived and went to court.

On the west side of Xiefang Hall, the main hall of Duanben Palace, there is a small school yard.

Sometimes, His Royal Highness would practice riding, archery or swordsmanship here.

But on weekdays, this is where the guards on shift compete in martial arts.

On this day, the prince discussed the flood in the south of the Yangtze River with several Zhan Shi, but there was no suitable regulation for a while, and he felt depressed.

He sent a few James out and took a book himself, but he couldn't read it for a long time.

Seeing this, Wang Zhu, the eunuch in charge of the East Palace, said, "It's not a problem that Your Highness is always so bored. Just now, when the servants were taking snacks for His Highness, I saw a few guards competing in the west school field! Why don't you go and have a look, Your Highness?" , and take it easy?"

The prince glanced at him, and said disgustedly: "How can Gu be in that mood?"

Wang Zhu said with a smile: "Listening to the voice of the servant, it seems that the prince of Ning Guohou is also there. It is said that he has lost three games, and all the purses and pendants have been lost, and he still has to fight with others!"

After hearing this, the prince put down the book and said: "Forget it, I don't have a clue anyway, so I went to see how the guards are doing."

In fact, wouldn't he know how much the people in his own palace weigh?

It's just that the sage stuffed Jia Jing into his palace, which is equivalent to giving him the contacts of the Marquis of Ningguo, so it's not good for him to just leave Jia Jing alone.

The prince was served by Wang Zhu to wash his hands, took the folding fan and went out, casually asked: "These days, I am very busy, I have never seen this Jia Jing, I wonder if he can adapt to the East Palace?"

Jia's family is not short of money, and Jia Daihua is willing to give money to pave the way for his son.

Since Jia Jing entered the East Palace, Wang Zhu has not lost his money, but he has never done anything for others.

One is that the prince intends to let him go, and the other is that Jia Jing himself is not in a hurry.

Now, when the opportunity came, Wang Zhu naturally had to be worthy of the benefits of this period of time.

"Perhaps he came from the family of a military general, but this young master Jia is not fussy." Wang Zhu apologized and said with a smile, "Guard Jia is also pampered at home, and his skills are far worse than the guards in our palace. However, it is quite Humble and studious."

The prince gave him a look: "Tell me, how much benefit has it given you?"

The crown prince is like a saint, he has always been lenient and kind to the next generation, and he is also clear about these unspoken rules in the palace.

So Wang Zhu didn't panic when he heard this, he smiled and extended a slap.

"500 taels? He is willing."

The prince is not ignorant of the sufferings of the people, so he naturally knows that although the 500 taels of silver can't make him a suit of clothes, in the homes of ordinary people, he probably won't be able to save so much in a lifetime.

Wang Zhu said: "Jia Shiwei is the only son in the family, Ning Guohou and his wife will inevitably spoil a little."

The prince was slightly startled, and murmured: "Hello, only son, well, only son."

When Wang Zhu saw it, he knew that His Royal Highness was thinking of those bad-hearted younger brothers.

Although the crown prince is the eldest son, he was educated by the sage alone, and he is also the most beloved son of the sage.

But other princes, saints also love them.

Moreover, the other princes have their biological mothers, but the empress has gone early.

Although the sage has never thought of becoming a queen since the queen empress left, there is a noble concubine Duan in charge of official duties in the palace, and this noble concubine also has a third prince under her knees.

Recently, there have been even more rumors in the palace that the sage intends to make Jin Li's concubine Zhen's noble concubine.

At that time, the Ninth Prince and the Twelfth Prince will also be the sons of the imperial concubine.

One by one, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince panicked.

However, he couldn't show any dissatisfaction.

After all, how could a son stick his hand into his father's room?

Since he couldn't control the saint sleeping with his concubines, the prince took the next best thing and took his anger out on the sons of those concubines.

However, the prince at this time was still a handsome young man, so he couldn't do it even if he really wanted to beat and scold others.

Even if this person is his younger brother who makes him feel extremely bad.

Therefore, in the end, all the prince showed was arrogance and disdain.

And the natural gap between the concubine and the concubine, coupled with a father whose heart is in the armpit, no matter how resentful the concubine princes are, they can only respect the prince on the surface.

When the prince walked over, a group of onlookers just let out a burst of enthusiastic cheers:

"it is good--"

"Good job, Chen Gong!"

"Haha, Lao Li, you are the grandson this time."

Chengong is Jia Jing's nickname, and the prince knows it.

And listening to this voice, it seemed that Jia Jing had won?

The prince turned his head to look at Wang Zhu, but he saw the surprise on his face, obviously he was very surprised.

In the circle surrounded by a group of people, Jia Jing's face was blue and purple, and there was a nosebleed hanging from his nostril, looking extremely embarrassed.

But he looked very proud, like a defeated rooster, sitting on a young man in his 20s with his head held high, laughing loudly: "I won, I won!"

"Okay, okay, you won, you won." The grinning man under his pressure had the same color on his face as Jia Jing, "I said you should get up first."

Jia Jing was stunned, then got up with a dry smile, and pulled the man up as well: "Sorry, sorry, I'm so happy to win the first time. Hey, it's agreed, today's drink is up to you!"

"Please, please, bah!" He lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, and scolded with a smile, "You boy is quite ruthless."

Jia Jing laughed.

At this time, it is unknown who discovered the prince first, and hurriedly saluted: "See His Royal Highness the prince."

The rest of the people were all startled, turned their heads to look, and knelt down on the floor: "See Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Everyone get up." The prince smiled gently, "I have nothing else to do, I saw you guys having fun, so I came over to have a look."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't know how to answer.

In the end, it was Jia Jing who came out of the crowd and suggested with a smile: "If your highness is fine, why not run around twice to loosen your muscles?"

The prince pondered for a moment, then nodded, "That's fine. Wang Zhu, bring the lonely horse."

"Hey, I'll go now, little one." Wang Zhu happily responded, and trotted to lead the horse.