[There is another update before 12 o'clock, with 6,000 words for two consecutive days, and the additional 4,000 words are just the addition of the league leader.]

After lunch in the garden, the old lady wanted to go back and take a nap, so naturally everyone scattered the birds and beasts.

Not to mention what others are doing.

But Xue Baochai was with her mother. Because she was a little absent-minded along the way, she arrived at the Qingtang hut and found that her mother was also absent-minded.

Xue Baochai judged others by herself, and only thought that her mother was regretting her missed her marriage with the Jiao family. She hurriedly cheered up and comforted her: "Mom, don't think too much. Although Brother Jiao won a great victory this time, he has become more and more powerful.

We are deeply involved in the court struggle. Our family can't withstand such storms now, so it's better to be safe."

That's it, but the regret in my heart cannot be erased.

It's okay to have a promising future alone. What's even more touching is that Jiao Shun not only rejects women's interference in politics, but also takes the initiative to ask women for help. Any woman who is conceited and talented and aspires to be more aspiring than a man, who doesn't imagine that she can compete like a man.

In the literary world, to rush into the court?

Of course, if you really have a scheming over these things all day long, Baochai will probably get tired of it soon.

But hasn't she tasted it yet?

But Aunt Xue was stunned when she heard her daughter's comfort, and then she felt a little embarrassed. Because she was not thinking about the premature marriage, but because she heard about Jiao Shun and Gaosheng, she unconsciously

Recalling the 'misunderstanding' that day.

In fact, these days, she always remembers the scene at that time.

At first, I was mostly embarrassed and frightened, with a hint of indescribable joy mixed in the middle, but gradually there was a different kind of stimulation lingering in my heart, and the more I was embarrassed and frightened, the deeper I went into my bones.

Aunt Xue also knew that she shouldn't have done this, so she kept trying to resist and get rid of it.

However, every night I can't sleep alone, I can't help it...

Of course, Aunt Xue never dared to let her daughter know about all this, so she hurriedly followed her words and said, "I was just distracted for a while, and I made you say so much to wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival and you should get engaged to Baoyu.

Now, can we still regret the marriage at this critical moment?”

The mother and daughter talked about family matters a few more times. Baochai was worried that Baoyu would cause trouble at night and was about to discuss a countermeasure with Wang Xifeng in advance, so she told her mother to have a good rest and then left the Qingtang hut.

After Baochai left, Aunt Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

She sat alone in the room and was stunned for a while, but finally she couldn't suppress her throbbing and took out the wood sculpture from the box to rub it and play with it.

But what came to her mind at this moment was no longer the voice, appearance and smile of her deceased husband.

It was clearly her playing with wood carvings, but she always felt that her tenderness was being played with by a pair of big hands. Her hands were strong and tight, and her heart was pounding and her cheeks were red and hot.

Knock knock knock knock ~

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Although the movement was small, it seemed like thunder in Aunt Xue's ears. The flesh-like body trembled suddenly and almost threw the wood carving in her hand out.

She barely calmed down and asked in a trembling voice: "What's the matter?"

"Mrs."

I heard the maid report outside the door: "Mrs. Please come over and talk."

"I know, I know."

Aunt Xue suppressed her beating heart, got up from the couch, reluctantly put the wood carving, then cooled herself with a wet towel, and covered the red clouds' cheeks with rouge and water. Then she left.

In the lady's house.

When she arrived at the main hall, she tried to push the door of the inner room, but it was locked unexpectedly.

"Sister, open the door."

Aunt Xue called out, and soon the door was opened halfway, but there was no one who opened the door from outside.

Aunt Xue was not surprised. She went into the door alone. The door behind her immediately closed and locked again, but it turned out that Mrs. Wang had been hiding behind the door just now.

As for why you should hide...

"elder sister."

Aunt Xue persuaded helplessly: "If the color is getting colder today, you can add two pieces of clothes to avoid the cold."

"So what if you get cold?"

Mrs. Wang had a look of ancient Jing Wubo, but her tone showed self-deprecation: "Like I am like this now, not to mention that I have a cold wind. Even if I have been boiled here until the oil is exhausted, who would care?"

"What are you talking about, sister?"

Aunt Xue hurriedly said, "I won't talk about Baoyu and Yuanchun. Can Baochai and I be hypocritical to you?"

"That's not what I mean."

Mrs. Wang smiled bitterly and shook her head: "It's really...ah! I thought the Jiao family would move out at the latest in spring next year, so there should be no more accidents. Who would have thought that Jiao Shun would inexplicably be promoted to the sacrificial wine!

Your brother-in-law seems open-minded, but in fact he is the least sensible. How can he accept a boy from a slave who can easily climb onto his head? I am afraid that from now on, he will lose his temper more and more.

Although she was repeatedly hurt by Jia Zheng and said nothing about nothing, if she really didn't care, how could she deliberately maintain such an open-minded form, even to the point of self-abuse?

…………

"Cough, cough..."

Mrs. Wang, who is open-minded, has not yet had any cold, but Jia Zheng's condition has recurred again.

The reason was the same as Mrs. Wang expected. Due to the old lady's persuasion, he was ready to bear it for a while. Who would have thought that Jiao Shun jumped on his head at once!

Jia Zheng couldn't help but regret it.

If I had known this, I should have been promoted to the official position before I was sick!

Now, after I was a founding master, I worked hard in the Ministry of Works for more than 20 years, but I was ridden by a yellow-mouthed child from a family slave!

What he couldn't accept the most was Jiao Shun's new official position.

Sacrifice for wine!

Although it is not the priest of the Imperial College, but the priest of engineering, and its value remains to be discussed for the time being, this is the first priest of the priest after the establishment of the Institute of Technology, and it has special significance itself. Even if the priest of engineering fails to develop smoothly in the future,

There will inevitably be a big note in history books.

That's just a name left in history!

Since losing worldly desires, Jia Zheng has been paying more and more attention to false reputations. Otherwise, he would not have been sick at home until now, and he would not have been snatching the false scandal.

But this opportunity to keep a name in history fell on Jiao Shun’s head!

Since learning the news, Jia Zheng has imagined more than once: If he had not been ill but had successfully become the chief officer of the department, based on his familiarity and enthusiasm for the new policy, and his daughter in the palace

Is it my own who is working as a researcher at the engineering and sacrificial wine now?

If I had done my own work and sacrificial wine, I would not have been in the city as turmoil as I am now, nor would I have been in the same power as the Chinese officials in the court...

At that time, people will carry people in the flower sedan chair, and this engineering sacrificial wine may not be much worse than the sacrificial wine of the Imperial College!

It's a pity...

It's too late to say anything now.

Alas ~

It's really a mistake in one step!

But why did you miss anything?

It’s all Wang’s fault!

If she hadn't been ignorant of the fact that she had caused a lot of family scandals, how could she have claimed that she would not be sick and missed her great future?

And now she is not clear about Jiao Shun...

Although there is no evidence of this matter yet, and it is all Jia Zheng’s speculation, is “false” necessarily fake?!

Anyway, the more Jia Zheng thought about it, the more he became, the more he became more and more serious he could not help but sweep all the Guan kiln tea sets on the table to the ground with one sleeve.

at the same time.

Under the west wing corridor outside, Aunt Zhao had just led the maid out when she heard a crisp sound in the main room. She was so scared that she shrank her neck, and then she heard Jia Zheng coughing violently in the room.

Aunt Zhao hesitated for a while and gave up the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to show her diligence. Jia Zheng had long lost his heart to pity Hua Xiyu. Now that he insisted on using passionate love to stick to his cold butt, he would probably only be regarded as a punching bag.

In comparison, the newly released Jiujiu Lord is more worthy of his attention.

So Aunt Zhao just pretended that she didn't hear anything and quietly led her maid to Qiushuangzhai.

After seeing her daughter, she couldn't wait to step back and pulled Tanchun to ask if Jiao Shun was promoted to the position, and if this Lao Shizi's offering to drink wine was as promising as the legendary one.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Aunt Zhao was even more happy. If Brother Daohuan was not good at studying in the future, he might be able to take Jiao Shun's path.

Then he planned to ask Jiao Shun to come out to express his feelings to the evening.

Seeing that Aunt Zhao changed her attitude of criticizing Jiao Shunheng the day before yesterday, and her flattery was revealed in her bones, Jia Tanchun was naturally dissatisfied, but when she thought that her mother wanted to meet Jiao Shun in the evening, she couldn't help but jump around.

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When she read the biographies of historical figures, she often wished she could travel through time and space, listening to the parties involved telling the right and wrong and twists and turns in it.

Now, this fantasy is possible!
To be continued...