In Tianxiang Tower

Listening to what the old lady said, the smile on Xiangyun Pingguo's round face faltered.

At that time, Jia Mu also cast her gaze from a distance, looked at the old woman, frowned and said: "There is still some time before the New Year, why are you in such a hurry to call people back?"

The old lady said: "Old lady, someone here said that Miss Yun has been staying here for a few months, and she can't keep disturbing her relatives here. This doesn't make sense."

Jia Heng picked up the tea cup at the side, took a sip, and looked at Jia Mu.

Xiang Yun's face darkened, and he raised his head to look in the direction of Jia Mu.

Jia Mu was speechless at this moment.

It's not that Jia Mu can't force her to stay, it's just that it's her mother's family after all, and this is the second time she's called her, so forcing her to stay is not an option.

Tan Chun took Xiang Yun's hand, helplessness appeared on the girl's pretty face, and said: "Brother Heng, don't you think Sister Yun will stay here for a few more days."

At this time, everyone turned their attention to Jia Heng.

Daiyu said softly: "Where's Brother Heng?"

Just now, she often made fun of Xiangyun, but Daiyu actually cared about Xiangyun more than anyone else, and only Xiangyun often made fun of Daiyu in return.

Jia Heng thought for a while, looked at Jia Mu, and said loudly: "Sister Yun will have nothing to do when she goes back. The old lady might as well keep Sister Yun here to celebrate the New Year. The sisters will be more lively."

Baoling Hou Shi Nai and Zhongjing Hou Shi Ding, one served as the governor of Guyong camp, and the other served as the governor of Zhenwei camp. Both of them received a salary, and they were precisely the targets of the Beijing camp's rectification.

If he posted the message in person, it's hard to say how much face these two would give him.

The main reason is to keep Xiangyun, he has no suitable reason at all.

On the contrary, if Jia's mother stayed in Xiangyun to spend this New Year, she would feel more cordial when meeting her mother's family, because elders like their children and grandchildren, so it would be hard for the Shi brothers to say anything.

In other words, Jia Mu has this power.

But judging from Jia Mu's intention, she seemed to be a little hesitant, perhaps because she was worried about receiving complaints from her parents' family.

And he...unless the Shi brothers asked for help from him, even if he posted the post, he would probably not give him face.

In fact, whether it is a first-class General Yunhui or a third-class General Yunhui, as long as he is not in the Duke Bochao rank, it is difficult to be regarded as a top noble, because he is not among the fifth-class nobles.

His current strength is entirely dependent on the emperor's trust.

Giving the emperor a sword and commanding it with the power of life and death, this kind of trust is nothing more than using him and his Guoyong camp as the last insurance to control the Beijing camp.

He even wondered if it was because he appeared to be incompatible with Wang Ziteng that he was given the Emperor's Sword.

This was the emperor's real intention behind letting him carry the Emperor's Sword with him!

With the Emperor's Sword, he leads the military and horse divisions of the five cities. When necessary, he controls Prince Teng's tribe in the capital and defends the imperial power.

This is the role positioning of the die-hard Son Emperor Party.

"So, where are we now? The road to fame has just begun. It's still too early to leave power and dominate the world. The place where we have made great achievements... is still Donglu."

Jia Heng's eyes were deep and his mood was ups and downs.

Jia Mu chuckled and agreed, "Let Liu Yun'er celebrate the New Year here."

With that said, he sent the woman to turn around and reply.

When Xiangyun heard this, his face showed joy and he looked at Jia Heng and Tan Chun gratefully.

Everyone started talking and laughing again.

At the end of the day, Jia Mu looked a little tired, and the temperature had dropped a bit at this time. Jia Mu said she should go back to Xifu to rest, so Mrs. Wang, Li Wan, Sister Feng, and Aunt Xue had no choice but to go back with her.

However, Baochai, Daiyu, Yingchun, Xichun, Xiangyun and Tanchun were left behind. Under the greetings of Qin Keqing and Youshi, the second sister and the third sister, they found a game of pot throwing, and everyone played together.

With the pistachio of Xiangyun here, there is endless laughter and laughter.

Qin Keqing also played kettle for a while, with sweat on her temples, and her face, which was like the core of a hibiscus flower, was white and rosy, looking more and more charming.

Qin Keqing here took Xiang Ling's hand, called Jia Heng on the side, and said with a smile: "Husband, look at this child's facial features, they all said he looks a bit like me, and I also look similar."

Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Xiang Xiangling, nodded and said, "There is a bit of a resemblance."

This is just like Lingguan'er looks like Daiyu, with somewhat similar facial features and temperament.

"It is said that in a later version of Dream of Red Mansions, there was the so-called Daiyu group and Baochai group. Remember, Qingwen was from the Daiyu group, and the actor who played Baochai initially played Zijuan." Jia Heng's cold eyes

Looking at the girl with the rouge marks on her eyebrows, her thoughts were a little divergent for a moment.

Xiang Ling was stared at, especially Jia Heng's gaze, with her head hanging tightly, as if she was a little embarrassed.

Jia Heng sighed and looked at the timid little girl with a bit of pity in his eyes.

If such a little girl is ruined by idiot Xue, what the hell...

Baochai looked on and said warmly: "Xiang Ling."

"Girl." Xiangling called in a low voice, her weak little face looked like a helpless child looking for "mother".

A smile appeared on Qin Keqing's beautiful face like a begonia, and she said warmly: "I really like this child when I see her. Husband, what do you think if I accept her as my god-sister?"

Jia Heng was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "This is... pretty good, but after all, she is Sister Xue's maid, so she should ask her what she means."

He secretly thought that just now he was still struggling with how to save Xiang Ling, but Keqing changed his mind and solved the problem.

Compared to him going to Aiwujiwu, his wife Keqing's excuse of similar appearance was a stroke of genius.

In fact, Jia Heng didn't know that it was Qin Keqing who caught the pity and thoughts in his eyes from time to time when he looked at Xiang Ling a few times just now.

When Qin Keqing saw what Jia Heng said, he understood and said with a smile, "I was too abrupt. I wonder what Sister Xue meant?"

Baochai chuckled lightly and said, "It's a blessing for Grandma Heng to recognize Xiangling as her sister. Xiangling didn't even come to call her sister."

In this kind of thing, as long as you are not stupid, you know how to choose.

Recognizing the first wife of a young powerful man as his god-sister...

Qin Keqing smiled sweetly and said: "That's really good. I only have one younger brother, and I have never had a younger sister. I have been looking forward to it, and today I got my wish."

As she spoke, she rolled up her skirt sleeves, took off a jasper bracelet from her arm that looked like a white lotus root, handed it to Xiang Ling, and said with a smile: "This is the first time we meet, this is just a gift for sisters to recognize each other."

Hearing this, Xiangling raised her delicate little face and looked at the big sister with a smile and gentle eyes. She felt her nose was sore and her eyes were a little moist. She said delicately: "Thank you, Grandma Heng...

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When Qin Keqing saw her, she actually felt a little pity. She stepped forward and put her arms around Xiang Ling's shoulders, saying softly: "Good sister, don't cry."

Baochai's apricot eyes flashed and she said softly: "Sister-in-law Qin... this gift is too precious."

Qin Keqing smiled and said: "Such a little girl may not be treasured by her parents at home. It's just a bracelet, how valuable is it? Come on, sister Xiangling, I'll put it on for you."

Speaking of picking up Xiangling's slightly thin arm, a Ningshuanghao wrist appeared, and gave the jade bracelet to Xiangling.

He turned to look at Baozhu on the side and said with a smile: "Baozhu, take the fragrant water chestnut and measure it, and make two sets of clothes for her in two days."

Baochai watched this scene quietly and thought to herself, Grandma Heng really likes Xiangling.

Also, when I see a girl with similar facial features to myself, I will always prefer some girls.

"It's just that I can't let my brother bully Xiang Ling in the future."

When Baochai thought about this, he sighed softly in his heart.

At first, I was just trying to hide myself, and I was worried that I might have some bad feelings with my brother. Now that I'm like this, I don't even know what to do.

It wasn't until night fell that Qin Keqing entertained several people for dinner, and then ordered the maid and mother-in-law to send the girls back to the West Mansion.

Jia Heng returned to the study room earlier, planning to read some more.

In the inner study room, the candlelight was bright, projecting a tall figure on the bookshelves and vases.

Jia Heng concentrated on studying the information collected from the Ministry of War. From time to time, he picked up a brush and wrote and took notes.

Suddenly, I heard light and somewhat panicked footsteps. My heart moved. I raised my eyes and saw a plump beauty in a pale yellow dress, opening the cotton curtain and standing pretty at the door.

"Uncle Heng, is it convenient at this time?" The gentle voice was as gentle as water, a little soft and timid.

This seems to be somewhat inconsistent with the bright and moving beauty in the past, with her bun and hair on her temples.

However, Jia Heng did not believe him considering his submissive nature.

Jia Heng walked around the bookcase, found a nanmu chair to the east of a mountain and river screen, and sat down. He pointed to a chair with a backrest opposite the waiter, and said in a clear and calm voice: "Sister-in-law You, sit here.

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After saying that, he stopped looking at Youshi, picked up the teapot on the small table, and poured a cup of tea for Youshi.

Because Qingwen drank a few more glasses of wine while playing the game of hut, Jia Heng did not let Qingwen continue to serve her.

Youshi slowly moved over, across the small table, and placed her Qiaoyuan on the chair. In a blink of an eye, her jade face, which had obviously been dressed up, looked a little embarrassed, and her eyes were as bright as water, and she was about to say something.

"What's wrong, Sister-in-law You?" Jia Heng looked blank and handed the poured cup of tea to the small table next to You.

Youshi was stared at by the deep and calm eyes opposite her. Her head was lowered, her face was pink, her eyelashes were curved and lowered, and she was looking at her toes.

Because he lowered his face and faced the candlelight, he couldn't see the blush at the moment. He said in a trembling voice: "I had nothing to do, so I knitted a sweat towel for you. I was thinking about the cold weather and the strong wind in Beijing.

You can tie it on your body and use it to protect yourself from the wind... I think it will be great."

Trembling and speaking intermittently, she delicately took out a blue scarf, raised her eyes and handed it over.
To be continued...