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Shuijing's sleep has always been very good,
But this night, he had some insomnia. He simply got up and opened the window. A gust of wind mixed with a few strands of coldness blew in,
The depression in his chest seemed to dissipate a lot.
It was said that there were no parents in the world who did not love their children,
But if there were too many children, the heart would be biased. It was almost impossible to really treat them fairly. Most of those who had sons and daughters would be biased towards their sons; those who had eldest sons and youngest sons would be biased towards their youngest sons; and those who were raised by their side and those who were raised by others, it was clear at a glance who was closer and who was thicker.
And Jia Xie was the older unlucky person who was raised by his grandmother.
It was just that this bias,
Normally, they would know when to stop.
And would not make the hierarchy unclear and disorderly. Like Mother Jia, who could be biased to the extent of ignoring the premature death of her eldest grandson,
It was rare in the world.
Generally, this kind of person,
Most of them had a compassionate look on the surface,
But their hearts were more hardened than anyone else's. If they liked you, they liked you. If they hated you, they hated you.
They would not change their opinion of you just because you did something. It was impossible to warm up a heart of stone. Those who could warm up were definitely not hearts of stone.
Just like the retired emperor,
As long as he thought of the relationship between father and son,
Shui Lan would not have died with hatred..
Shuijing narrowed his eyes slightly,
After pondering for a while, he knocked on the window lattice.
A secret guard quietly appeared and knelt behind him.
Shuijing did not turn around and said in a low voice, "Go and find out what dirty things are done behind the scenes in Rongguo Province."
If Mother Jia and the Wang Clan's goal was the title of nobility and Rongguo Province, then Jia Xie's so-called compromise would not have much effect at all. Because as long as he and the Jia Lian did not get involved in things that would cost them their heads, then no matter how foppish and incompetent they were, they would not lose their titles. After all, it was against the etiquette and law to abolish the elder and establish the younger. Even the retired emperor did not dare to do it openly. Therefore, Jia Xie's mother and the Wang Clan would definitely dig a hole for Jia Xie and Jia Lian in the dark. A hole that would cause them to lose their titles and even their heads.
Rongguo Province was now under the control of the second household, which meant that whatever the second household did, it was in the name of Rongguo Province. If there was any serious crime that could lead to execution, once the higher-ups investigated, they would not only arrest the second family, but also Jia Xie, the head of Rongguo Province. At that time, even if Jia Xie claimed to have been wronged and said that she had nothing to do with it, no one would believe her.
The higher-ups are looking at the evidence. They don't care if you're a scapegoat. Since the evidence shows that this decapitation is related to Rongguo Province, who else should we look for if not you, the head of the family? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not taking good care of your family and your name card. They were just following the rules …
Shuijing tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, but Jia Xie had a good night's sleep.
He had not had a good night's sleep for a long time. Whether it was after Xianfang left or after Hu Ge 'er died, he could not remember.
In order to play the role of a qualified womanizer, he had a woman lying on his bed almost every night. If it happened to someone else, he might laugh and scold them for having good luck with women. But it happened to him, especially when he was not willing to find those women, no matter how the Jia Xie thought about it, he felt that he was doing the work of a male prostitute, and it was incomparably sullen.
After serving the women, he could not sleep peacefully. He was afraid that someone would suddenly burst into the room and cry loudly, "Second Master Lian is gone." If that happened, the sky that he had worked so hard to hold up would really collapse. He also did not dare to sleep too deeply, for fear that he would dream of Xianfang. The words, "Our hearts will never leave each other until death," still rang in his ears, but he had completely violated the oath. No matter what the reason was, he had betrayed Xianfang. Even in the afterlife, he would not have the face to see Xianfang again.
But it was different now. He had become a person with a backer again. He no longer had to worry about losing his life as a Jia Xie. When he and those people finished settling the matter of Xianfang and Hu Ge 'er, when the Jia Xie inherited Rongguo Province, he would find a temple to become a monk, concentrate on cultivation, and wash away the filth on his body. Perhaps Xianfang would forgive him.
Shuijing did not sleep much that night. When he woke up the next day, he was depressed to find two deep dark circles around his eyes. Not only did it humiliate his image, but he was also ridiculed by Wen Dongyan. Therefore, when he saw the high-spirited and energetic Jia Xie, who had lighter dark circles under his eyes, he was so angry that he directly shouted, "Why did you come out looking like this!?"
The Jia Xie was confused by the shout. He looked down at his clothes, which were neat and clean, and there was no disheveled appearance. He then looked at Wen Dongyan, who was sitting next to him, and did not feel that there was any difference between his clothes and his.
Then it was not his problem.
The Jia Xie breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that Shuijing probably did not sleep well last night, so he woke up in a bad mood today. He was just an innocent bystander who was implicated.
"Since you think that my appearance is not good, I will change into another one," he said smoothly.
Shuijing choked. "Is that what you mean, Master?"
The Jia Xie scratched his head and said doubtfully, "Then, Master, you mean …?"
Shuijing glanced at him coldly. "Go and shave your beard first."
The Jia Xie touched his beard that was about to be cruelly murdered. He was very confused. "Why?"
"Just go when I tell you to. Why do you ask me why!?" Shuijing said in a bad mood.
Seeing the Jia Xie leave in confusion, Wen Dongyan waved his goose feather fan and laughed. "Master, you can't bully an honest person just because Madam ordered you not to grow a beard, right?"
Shuijing said faintly, "Don't you know that I have been thinking about shaving your beard for a long time?"
Wen Dongyan sighed. "Fortunately, I am not an honest person."
Shuijing, "…"
It was really boring to stay in Jinling for a few days. Coincidentally, there was news from Yangzhou. Shuijing and his group took a boat along the Grand Canal to Yangzhou.
The Jia Xie also pretended to be sick in bed at the old mansion in Jinling and followed them.
But one day, he saw Shuijing in a green robe, wearing a hat, and holding a fortune-telling banner. He was stunned for a long time before he said, "Master, what are you doing?"
Shui Jing rolled his eyes at him. He didn't say anything and left without looking back.
The Jia Xie was a little confused and looked at Wen Dongyan.
Wen Dongyan kindly explained to him, "Master is setting up a fortune-telling stall."
"Fortune-Telling!?" The Jia Xie's eyes widened and he exclaimed. In fact, he had seen it from the beginning. It was just that he found it hard to believe that a person with such a high status like Shuijing would do such a lowly business.
"Since when did you have this hobby?" He didn't know that Shuijing was interested in fortune-telling before. Moreover, Shuijing always believed that it was better to believe in oneself than to believe in heaven and earth. He despised the idea of praying to God and Buddha.
"Haha, since when?"
After Wen Dongyan said meaningfully, he waved his goose feather fan and walked away leisurely, leaving the curious Jia Xie scratching his ears and cheeks. He felt very depressed.
Shuijing and Wen Dongyan were stunned at the same time.
"But that girl did have an effect after taking it. Many doctors have seen her in the past, but none of them worked." Shuijing was a little puzzled.
"The treatment of a rich family is different from that of a poor family. A poor family can cure a disease by spending a few copper coins, but a rich family can't cure it even if they spend thousands of taels." Wan Li explained slowly, "Especially when treating children. Every medicine is 30% poisonous. Children's bodies can't stand too strong of a medicine, so they need to reduce the dosage appropriately. Most rich families love their children as much as their lives. If the young master or young lady can't stand the medicine and causes other diseases, the doctor who treated them will bear the brunt and become the target of everyone's anger. Therefore, these doctors try to use mild medicine to protect themselves. If the mild medicine is too strong, the effect of the medicine will be reduced. "
Shuijing nodded, deeply understanding. The doctors among the people were like this, and the imperial physicians in the palace were all shrewd. The concubines in the harem and the women in the manors of the princes, dukes, and ministers had endless methods. There was nothing they couldn't do. Naturally, the imperial physicians were trained to turn a blind eye, to deceive themselves, to protect themselves, and to lie through their teeth.
"Isn't there still a pack of medicinal primers? Will it have any special effects?" It was difficult for Wen Dongyan not to think about it when it came to the scabby-headed monk.
Wan Li smiled and said, "If this medicine really has a magical effect, then Miss Xue should be cured after taking it, instead of taking one every time she has an illness. It treats the symptoms but not the root cause. The effect is like rock candy and pear water, there's not much difference. "
Shuijing and Wen Dongyan suddenly understood. That made sense.
Wan Li said again, "This cold fragrance pill, if you're lucky, you'll need one or two years to make it. If you're unlucky, you might not even be able to find it in ten years. Moreover, this is a very time-consuming job. Without a lot of manpower, material resources, and financial resources, it's impossible to complete it. This Xue family is really rich. "
Wen Dongyan patted his forehead twice with the goose feather fan and asked, "Master, if two girls have the same illness, one drinks rock candy and pear water, and the other eats cold fragrance pills, what would you think?"
What else could he think? The two of them were not on the same level. Even ginseng and bird's nest could not compare to cold fragrance pills. One had to know that ginseng and bird's nest could be bought with money, but cold fragrance pills could not be bought with money.
Shuijing somewhat understood Wen Dongyan's meaning.
Because Empress Tai Mu and Taizu fought together, the current dynasty was not as harsh on women as the previous dynasty. In addition to visiting relatives and friends, women were also allowed to participate in some banquets, or go sightseeing with their sisters in the company of their servants. They were not raised in a boudoir without anyone knowing.
Some of these banquets would even hold a talent competition to determine the most outstanding person. Whether the host gave some rewards or praise, it was a kind of glory. This was a disguised way to promote their fame.
The most important thing in a woman's life was to marry. Although it was all arranged by parents and matchmakers, under the conditions of the same family background, they had to start looking at appearance, character, talent, and so on. This girl's poem had won first place, that girl's painting had been praised by so and so … because the madams had a good impression of them, when looking for a daughter-in-law, they would first think of them.
It was also like the imperial concubines in the harem. The more unique one could attract the attention of the emperor; the less unique one could only grow old alone in the harem.
Jinling's Xue family was very rich. As the saying goes, "In a rich year, there is good snow, pearls are like earth, gold, and iron", which described the Xue family. Moreover, Xue family was not an ordinary imperial merchant. They were the descendants of Lord Xue of Ziwei. But even with these titles, Xue Baochai could not break free from the restrictions of being a merchant's daughter.
Among scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen, the status of merchants was the lowest. In ancient times, there were even laws that forbade merchants from marrying peasants who were of lowly birth and were forbidden from marrying. Although there was no such law in the current dynasty, many customs were passed down. Small families or government officials with no foundation might not mind, but large families with a bit of background or scholarly families were not willing to marry merchants. Many rising nobles were the same. They even avoided merchants for fear of being called nouveau riche who did not know the rules.
Xue Baochai's identity as a merchant's daughter prevented her from marrying into a large family that paid attention to family background. Unless it was the Jia and Wang families, which were known as the Four Great Families together with the Xue family.
Of course, she could also participate in poetry and other banquets to gain a good reputation in the hopes that the madams would forget her identity as a merchant's daughter. But even if Xue Baochai was proficient in the four arts and was more skilled than others, it was impossible for her to win. The daughter of a merchant could not win against the daughter of a government official. This was almost an unwritten rule.
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