Ever since Jia Zhen treated her as Jia Jing, he would send blessings to Jia Jing every now and then to cultivate their relationship.
And Xia Lu..,
Because she did not raise a child..,
She handed over the research of facial creams to the servants..,
She had nothing to do.
Xia Lu, who was free, was reading a storybook again. However, she still had not learned how to punctuate sentences.
Jia Zhen was busy..,
He still had to punctuate sentences for Xia Lu. He was very busy.
"Take a break,
Drink some mung bean soup first. "Xia Lu walked over with the mung bean soup cooked in the small kitchen. The weather was really hot.
"Okay." Jia Zhen rubbed his wrist.
He was also a little tired. It was a storybook, and the number of words was not small.
"These books are not friendly to people who can't punctuate sentences." Xia Lu handed the mung bean soup to Jia Zhen. Then, she went to the desk and flipped through the storybook that Jia Zhen had given her.
She was satisfied.
"I told you to read more books on weekdays, but you refused." Jia Zhen shook his head. Fortunately, he was there.
Their future children could not learn from this violent woman.
"It's obviously these books that are not friendly. What does it have to do with me?
Tell me about it.
If it's raining, I won't stay if it's raining.
How do you punctuate this sentence? "Xia Lu put down the storybook and walked to Jia Zhen's side. She asked the legendary question that Su Shi and Su Xiaomei used to compete in wisdom.
"This is an extremely special case, okay?" Jia Zhen felt that Xia Lu was sophistry.
"But there will be misunderstandings. For example, Mrs. Tong Dawei gave birth to a daughter. How do you punctuate the sentence that Mrs. Tong Dawei gave birth to a daughter? Or Mrs. Tong Dawei gave birth to a daughter? We can judge the former from the meaning, but sometimes, some words can't be judged from the meaning, "Xia Lu said.
Jia Zhen was deep in thought. She felt that what Xia Lu said was quite right. But, no matter how reasonable it was, it couldn't hide the fact that she didn't know how to speak. "You don't have to explain. I know you've said so much because you want me to continue punctuating your sentences." The Jia Zhen put down the bowl of soup and looked at her as if she had seen through her.
"The one who knows me the best is my dearest husband." Xia Lu smiled.
After sending Fu Qi to Jia Jing for about a month, the Jia Zhen felt that the relationship between Master and Fu Qi should be more harmonious. According to Uncle Liu Fei, Master would sometimes hug Fu Qi. The Jia Zhen felt that it was time to mention to Master about naming Fu Qi.
"Master, Bliss is already half a year old. We haven't held the Third Day and Full Moon Banquet. Shouldn't we decide on his name first?" the Jia Zhen asked, pretending as if nothing had happened.
Jia Jing froze for a moment and looked at Jia Zhen.
"What, what's wrong? Master, is there something wrong? " The Jia Zhen felt a little uncomfortable under Jia Jing's gaze. He carefully hugged Fu Qi and thought to himself, Little brat, your big brother has done so much for you. If you don't show filial piety to your big brother and sister-in-law in the future, watch how your big brother will punish you.
"No, I think your wife is not bad," Jia Zhen said.
The Jia Zhen was a little confused and looked at Jia Jing in confusion.
"I misjudged her before. Your wife is weird, so she is suitable for you." Jia Jing thought of the matter of those fake Taoist priests. In the end, he seemed to have been led by the nose by Zheng 'er's wife. As for Fu Qi, he knew that his eldest son's feelings for his wife were as deep as his. Chen Er had said that his eldest son used to have a knot in his heart with his youngest son. Gradually, this knot disappeared. Now, he was helping his youngest son to get rid of the knot in his heart. It was not difficult to guess who was behind this. If it was not Zheng' er's wife, Zheng 'er would probably hate his youngest son.
The Jia Zhen smiled embarrassedly. Although the violent woman was full of bad ideas, he still liked her.
"Don't worry about Fu Qi's name. When he is one year old, we will hold a small ceremony and then give him a name." Jia Jing looked at his youngest son and smiled. He was lucky to have a sister-in-law in the mansion who was willing to care for him. He was really lucky.
"Yes." The Jia Zhen heaved a sigh of relief.
Jia Jing hesitated for a while and said, "When you get along with your wife, although you should respect your wife, you should not be led by the nose by her too much. A woman in the backyard is ultimately inexperienced. She doesn't know anything about the outside world, so you have to make some decisions. You have to bear the spirit of supporting the mansion. If you let a woman make all the decisions, outsiders will gossip," Jia Jing reminded. However, he was a father after all, so it was not appropriate for him to teach the Jia Zhen how to get along with his wife in detail. He could only vaguely remind the Jia Zhen not to listen to his wife in everything.
"I think my wife is very knowledgeable. For example, the previous phosphorescence. Those powerful people in the ancient times mistook it for a will-o '-the-wisp, but my wife knew that it was not. Also, two days ago, when I was talking to my wife, we talked about punctuation. My wife is not very good at punctuation, so she said the famous sentence,' On a rainy day, I will stay, but on a rainy day, I will stay, but on a rainy day, I will stay, but not on a rainy day. Father, why don't books have punctuation? With punctuation, it is more convenient to read, "Jia Zhen defended Xia Lu.
"If you want to take the imperial examinations, you have to study hard. If you can't even punctuate a sentence, how can you have the ability to succeed as an official?" Jia Jing retorted.
"But those who are good at reading are not necessarily suitable to be an official. Those who are suitable to be an official are also not necessarily good at reading," Jia Zhen said.
Jia Jing thought of the previous princes. Although the Crown Prince, the First Prince, the Third Prince, and the Fifth Prince were all destroyed in the battle at the temporary imperial residence, based on the ability of these princes, the Third Prince was the best at reading, but he was also the least suitable to be the Emperor. The Crown Prince was not as good at reading as the Third Prince, not as good at business as the Fifth Prince, and not as good at leading troops as the First Prince, but he was the most qualified Crown Prince.
In the early days, the Crown Prince was courteous to the wise and loved his brothers. In the later days, the Crown Prince was greatly suppressed. However, from his last battle, it could be seen that he was also decisive. It was a pity. Jia Jing shook his head. "You have a point," Jia Jing said with a smile.
"Right? In the future, I will definitely publish a book about punctuation," Jia Zhen said.
Jia Jing smiled and said, "With your level of knowledge, you will have a big problem taking the imperial examinations. Yet, you want to publish a book …" Jia Jing was just about to say that Jia Zhen wanted to run away before she could even walk, but suddenly, he paused. "Did you just say that you want to publish a book?"
"Yes, yes." Jia Zhen nodded.
"Bring the good fortune back to your courtyard. Every first and fifteenth day of the month, just bring it to this old man for me to take a look. From now on, this old man will go into seclusion to write a book. This sentence really needs to be carefully studied. As for the matters outside, you can make the decisions." After saying that, Jia Jing waved his hand at Jia Zhen, indicating that she could leave.
Jia Zhen walked out of Jia Jing's courtyard with a confused look on his face. Then, he returned to his own courtyard with a confused look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Xia Lu asked when she saw Jia Zhen's unnatural expression.
Jia Zhen then told Xia Lu what happened at Jia Jing's place.
Due to her mother-in-law's death, Xia Lu, who had revealed her true nature, was alarmed. She was still careless. However, after hearing Jia Zhen say that her father-in-law was going to publish a book, Xia Lu felt that it was not a simple matter, but she could not put her finger on it.
Jia Zhen looked at Xia Lu with a puzzled expression and said, "Forget it. It's a good thing that Master has a new hope now. It's also a good thing that he can devote himself to writing a book." Jia Zhen could not figure it out, so he did not want to think about it anymore.
After Jia Zhen left, Jia Jing locked himself in the study. To be honest, he used the excuse of returning to the capital to worship his ancestors this time because he wanted to avoid the whirlpool in the capital. The Jia family had made a great contribution once again, and they would be noticed by others again. Although four of the six princes had died in the battle at the temporary imperial residence, there were still two princes left, weren't there? The fight for the throne was probably going to happen again. Wasn't this the reason why his second uncle in Xi Province resigned from the position of the Commander of the Imperial Army with the excuse of relapsing after he recovered from his illness?
However, there were always some ignorant people who came up to him. Jia Jing remembered that the Zhen family had already sent him an invitation as soon as he arrived in the capital. There were some things that he should avoid. After all, his second uncle in Xi Province was old, and none of his juniors had risen yet. He could not retire at the top of the trend. After all, he had made a contribution. When he returned to the capital, he would carefully arrange for himself to be sent to the Ministry of Rites to publish a book. It was also a good idea for him to retire. When Zheng'er, Fu Qi, and Lian 'er entered the imperial court, he would be able to retire.
Jia Jing was in Jinling, so he did not know about the current imperial court. However, the Emperor's health was deteriorating day by day. The imperial physicians could not find anything wrong with him, so the Emperor had been asking people around him to keep it a secret.
Half a year later, Jia Jing's mourning period ended. Invitations from the rich and powerful families in Jinling flooded in. Jia Jing had Liu Fei accept all of them and replied to the invitations. Three days later, he would be hosting a banquet at Hui Cui Restaurant.
Zhen Yingjia went to the banquet and found that the Wang family, the Shi family, and the Xue family were all there. Zhen Yingjia could not directly win over Jia Jing in front of so many guests, so he planned to send the invitations separately another day. The Shi family, the Wang family, and the Xue family had the same idea as Zhen Yingjia.
The next day, when they sent the invitations again, they found that Jia Jing's ship was returning to the capital. What made everyone feel a little relieved was that Jia Zhen was still in Jinling to continue mourning.
When Jia Jing returned to the capital, he found that the atmosphere in the capital was very cold and lonely. After settling down, Jia Jing went directly to Xi Province.
"On the day of the Crown Prince's death, after the Emperor came down from the Imperial Mausoleum, his health became worse and worse. A few days ago, he suddenly fell into a coma. The imperial physicians said that he had a stroke. If he continues to work hard, his illness will only get worse." Jia Daishan told him about the situation in the capital.
"Then …" Jia Jing looked at Jia Daishan worriedly.
"Don't worry, there will be a conclusion soon. For now, we just have to continue waiting. You wrote a letter saying that you wanted to transfer it to the Ministry of Rites. This is a good time. Send the invitation to the Ministry of Appointments." Jia Daishan said.
"Yes." Jia Jing bowed respectfully and said, "Little Brother She is also back."
"He came to pay his respects early in the morning. Don't worry, before these old bones of mine are buried, I will take care of Little She."
"Second Uncle, you are a kind father," Jia Jing said.
"After I leave, you will need to take care of the Eastern and Western Manors. You have to work harder and take care of Little She." Jia Daishan was very clear about his health. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for much longer. He resigned from the position of Commander of the Imperial Guards not only because he wanted the Jia family to stay away from the whirlpool, but also because his old illness had really relapsed. The imperial physician who treated him was one of the Emperor's people. If it was fake, the Emperor would not let him resign from the position of Commander of the Imperial Guards. After all, his relationship with the Emperor was not fake.
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