After the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

Not long after, Wang Zhu led the sixth prince in.

Jia Jing put away all kinds of thoughts, and respectfully saluted the sixth prince: "Meet the sixth master."

The sixth prince is only fifteen this year, so he appointed the daughter of Zheng's family, the capital of Zuo Jian, as his concubine, and he will not be able to marry until two years later.

Don't say that he is not married yet, even if he is already married, his father-in-law is only a fourth-rank official, and he is really ignored in the capital where honors are everywhere.

In addition, his mother's family is not obvious, although he has a bit of face in front of the prince on weekdays, but there are almost no people who treat him with real respect to Jia Jing.

Therefore, he was almost stunned for a moment, and after recognizing who Jia Jing was, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Young Master Jia, please get up quickly, there is no need to be polite."

——Although he is a prince, he is far less important than Ning Guohou in front of saints. How dare he neglect Ning Guohou's eldest son?

"Courtesy cannot be discarded." Jia Jing insisted on performing the full salute, and then said to the sixth prince, "Thank you, Master Liu, for your compassion."

Don't say it, it's a great feeling to be respected.

The sixth prince didn't say anything, but he praised Ning Guohou's good tutor in his heart.

He nodded to Jia Jing again, and then saluted the prince: "I have seen His Royal Highness the prince."

The prince blamed him and helped him up: "You and my brother, why are you doing this?"

The sixth prince learned and applied it flexibly: "Etiquette cannot be discarded."

The prince laughed: "You!"

The sixth prince stood up and asked, "My brother heard that His Highness is worried about the flood in the south of the Yangtze River. He was worried, so he came to see His Highness."

The crown prince sighed, and said: "Gu is just worrying in vain. These things are worried about by the emperor, and the officials of all ministries also have their own regulations. How can it be Gu's turn to worry about it?"

"You can't say that. Your Highness is the crown prince, and it's his duty to worry about state affairs."

The sixth prince gave a word of relief, paused, and said, "It's just that the father is sympathetic to His Highness, and he doesn't want His Highness to work too hard, and His Highness must also be considerate of His Royal Highness's painstaking efforts."

This was a kind reminder to the crown prince not to compete with the saint for power, although it was cryptic, Jia Jing could still hear it.

He couldn't help but glance at the sixth prince, and thought: Yes, the sixth prince wasn't ambitious from the beginning.

With his background, there are so many brothers with noble backgrounds oppressing him, so he must have wanted the prince who treated him the best to be on the throne at the beginning.

It's just that times change and people's minds change.

The prince didn't know whether he didn't hear it, or didn't listen in, he frowned and sighed: "Father has cultivated us for so many years, isn't it just to share his worries? I'm already so old, how can I just hide my laziness?"

The sixth prince opened his mouth, but he had new worries, he didn't dare to say anything more, he only echoed in a low voice: "Your Highness said so."

Jia Jing watched secretly anxiously.

——If you want to choose between the prince and the sixth prince, Jia Jing will of course choose the prince who is magnanimous and graceful.

Even though he has made up his mind not to hinder the eyes of the sixth prince in his life, he doesn't want to make a living with such a mean and ungrateful master.

Jia Jing naturally understood the prince's thoughts.

The saint has many sons, but he and the sixth prince are the only ones who are not protected by their mothers.

In addition to the crown princess, there are several concubines in the East Palace. Although the crown prince doesn't like women, he knows how women's pillows are.

For the crown prince, the love of a sage is important, but it is far less secure than real rights.

On weekdays, he had to maintain the pride of his son-in-law and prince in front of his brothers, and at the same time maintain the humility of a benevolent king in front of his subjects.

The pressure in the middle is not insignificant.

However, the saint here rarely gives him any real rights.

As the crown prince, he seems to be a good man in the court, but in fact he can't even arrange a few people at will.

All the officials in the Eastern Palace were appointed by the saint himself. They can be trusted, but they cannot be confidantes.

Jia Jing gritted his teeth and decided to use his father's name to try his best to get rid of the prince's idea.

"Your Highness..." Jia Jing hesitated, a little annoyed, as if he regretted speaking at this time.

The prince raised his eyebrows: "I have something to say, but it's okay to say it."

Jia Jing gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind: "Before I entered the East Palace, my family had strict training: some things should not be rushed, and some things should not be rushed. Because there are people who are more anxious than me. I don't know what your highness thinks?"

The prince gave him a surprised look, as if he didn't expect him to say such heartfelt words to himself.

The prince himself is very clear that the group of courtiers under him are all arranged by saints, and they are all in the mood to please both sides.

Regardless of whether Jia Jing's words are the words of Jinshi or not, if he dares to say this to himself, it means that he has an effect.

Jia Jing seemed to have finally uttered the first sentence, and the rest became easier: "Since Your Highness intends to share the worries of the saint, the rest of the princes must also. Your Highness is justified, and others..."

Having said that, he suddenly stopped talking, as if he just realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, with panic on his face, he knelt down with a "plop".

The prince was very heartbroken, seeing him bowed his head, he didn't dare to say another word, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up with his own hands, patted his hand and said with emotion: "The people in the palace, except for the sixth younger brother, only Chen Gong is willing to say a few words to Gu!"

This sentence not only gained Jia Jing's gratitude, but also made the Sixth Prince's heart warm, and he actually said what he had swallowed before: "Brother Prince, Father is in good health, it is only proper for us to be filial to him. .”

This is much more straightforward.

How could a healthy emperor allow someone to share his power?

Even if this person is his own son.

Jia Jing secretly glanced at the sixth prince, thinking: No wonder he can have the last laugh, just this transparency is not something he can have at his age.It is said that the children of the poor are headed home early, and the same applies to the royal family.

The prince sighed: "Why doesn't Gu know? It's just..."

In the end is difficult to understand ah.

The sixth prince glanced at Jia Jing and asked, "I don't know what Ning Guohou means?" Hearing this, the prince also looked at Jia Jing expectantly.

Well, these two people regarded Jia Jing's behavior as a bet for the entire Ningguo Houfu!

But they thought so, and they were right, who called Jia Daihua the son of Jia Jing?

Jia Jing was a little embarrassed: "This... Jia Yan didn't say anything, he just said that he could ask him something. It happens that tomorrow is Wangri's court, so why don't I wait outside Qianqing Palace and ask him when he comes down to court?" ?”

The prince and the sixth prince looked at each other, and both wanted to sigh.

The prince said: "That's not necessary. After a few days, when the ministers take turns to rest, I'll ask again when I go back to the mansion."

After hearing this, Jia Jing also understood that it would be too eye-catching if he deliberately went to wait outside the palace, so he smiled embarrassedly, cupped his hands and said: "Your Highness is still thinking carefully."

The prince smiled, and the atmosphere in the study suddenly relaxed.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Come on, old six, you don't know that Chen Gong has a lot of knowledge in gold and stone!"

"Oh?" Obviously, the sixth prince also knew about the prince's hobbies. He looked at Jia Jing with some surprise, and said with a smile, "The minister wants to ask for advice."

Jia Jing continued to be modest, and the three of them put aside the government affairs and talked about beautiful jade and strange stones.

It's no wonder that the crown prince was bored, before noon, what Jia Jing and the three said in the crown prince's study was handed to the saint verbatim.

The saint looked at it, chuckled, and said to Dai Quan, the chief eunuch serving beside him: "This son Dai Hua is too honest. However, Dai Hua is a good teacher. Although he is immature, he knows how to be a minister."

Dai Quan has followed the saint for many years, and he is the one who can understand the mind of the saint best, so he replied: "Ning Guohou is the most loyal to the country, and he is loyal to the saint. His son, of course, understands."

"He's a good boy." The saint praised him, and then sneered, "As for those I assigned to the East Palace, they were either too smart, or they pretended to be smart, and they were wise to protect themselves. They don't even think about it. Well, what else can they do?"

Dai Quan said: "That's because they can't understand the painstaking efforts of the saint."

The sage shook his head and sighed, "The crown prince is still too young!"

Dai Quan just smiled apologetically, not daring to comment on the prince.

But in his private heart, he couldn't help but feel wronged for the prince: You see the East Palace so closely, wishing you knew exactly how many farts the prince had farted at night, who dares to vote for the prince openly?

Immediately he remembered that today he really had a brat who was not afraid of death.

I just don't know, is this what Jia Jing himself meant, or Ning Guohou?

The saint is also thinking about this question.

And Jia Daihua, who knew nothing about it, received this thunderbolt on the day his son returned home from a rest.

"What?" Jia Daihua almost jumped up.

Jia Jing said calmly: "My son voted for the crown prince for you."

"You... you evil bastard, you are so courageous!" Jia Daihua was trembling with anger, "Come here, ask for family law!"

Jia Jing hastily stopped Lai Er: "Wait!"

Jia Daihua glared: "Why, do you still want to turn against the sky?"

Old Jia Jing said in a spirited way: "Master wants to beat me. After staying for a while, you can find any excuses, but today is absolutely impossible."

Seeing that there were hills and valleys in his chest, Jia Daihua's anger dissipated three points, and he said with a grinning smile: "You are still reasonable? I want to see, how did you escape this beating today?"

Jia Jingdao: "I would like to ask the master, why my Jia family was reused by the former emperor and today?"

"Bullshit," Jia Daihua said, "Of course it's based on loyalty."

"That's it." Jia Jing said, "Since ancient times, loyal ministers have not served two masters. Since a sage gave his son to the prince, the son should wholeheartedly prepare for the prince."

Jia Daihua said: "That's what I said, but the saint is still there."

As the saint's confidant, Jia Daihua understands more than others how powerful the saint is, and he will never allow others to divide power.

Jia Jing smiled: "Master, do you really think that you can have a good relationship between a sage and a prince?"