It was said that King Lu and his uncle came to Rongguo Mansion to visit, and Jia Huan took the opportunity to tease them with words. When he was reading at zero o'clock, he clearly saw Zeng Chun's eyes flashing. Jia Huan just did nothing. He looked at King Lu and smiled and said: "Prince Lu, please calm down and act as usual.
Children are generally good. Nothing is a good thing. You are still young and your days are long. When you grow up, your brothers and uncles will be old."
Prince Lu frowned and hesitated for a while, then asked: "Mr. Jia, is my father still alive?"
Jia Huan thought for a moment and said: "I guess he is alive, but not free. Even if he is free, he can't be the emperor."
"Is the emperor the fifth brother or the ninth uncle?"
"Obviously he is your fifth brother, but in fact he is not."
"What about Uncle Nine?"
Jia Huan stroked his head: "He is King Yan. Although your father lost the throne, it is not necessarily a bad thing for you."
King Lu bit his lip and looked up at Jia Huan.
Jia Huan sighed softly: "King Lu, does he know why your uncle Jiu rebelled?"
Prince Lu pursed his lips and said, "He is a traitor, harboring evil intentions to seize my father's throne."
Jia Huan shook his head and said: "No. It's because your father thinks he is very smart, but he is not as smart as him. Your father thought, what would happen if Lao Jiu suddenly wanted to rebel one day? So I wanted to kill him first to save trouble.
.Your Uncle Jiu didn’t want to be killed, so he rebelled.”
King Lu and Zeng Chun were both shocked.
"Thousand-year-old King Lu, what you have been told since you were a child may not be right. 'If you want your ministers to die, you must die' is the king's wishful thinking. Those ministers who are willing to die unjustly will not rebel, and there is no need to kill them.
And some people think that if you want to kill your ministers unjustly, then your ministers will rebel. Just like your imperial uncles."
The king of Lu argued: "Why did my father want to kill them? Aren't they dissatisfied and intending to rebel?"
Jia Huan smiled and said: "All the kings are as capable as your father, why should they obey?"
Prince Lu said: "It was the imperial grandfather who passed the throne to my father, the emperor."
Jia Huan said: "So what? The struggle for the throne has never been unreasonable throughout the ages. That's why I said that it is better to be the king of Lu than to be the sixth prince. If it hadn't been for the changes of the past year, you would still be the sixth prince, and your father has already
It means that the second prince is the crown prince. There are seven brothers in your family. Except for the eldest prince, who is now the king of Lu, who has the title of eldest son, only the sixth prince is the most eye-catching because of your intelligence and kindness, and you are also the most likely to be attracted by other brothers.
Let's start. But now, you are just a little king of the hut, and people don't need to keep an eye on you. There are small benefits in small things."
King Lu lowered his head and thought for a long time, then asked in a low voice: "May I ask, sir, what should I do now?"
Jia Huan said: "After all, Luzhou is small. You leave everything to your elders. You should play, eat, practice martial arts, and study. Why don't you be so anxious?" He smiled and said, "It's a pity that I can't keep you here.
Our home, otherwise, I can take you to play many fun things."
Zeng Chun immediately burst into laughter and said hurriedly: "If Mr. Meng does not give up, the King of Lu is willing to worship Mr. Meng as his teacher. Even if the two places are separated, they can still exchange letters and give some advice."
Jia Huan shook his head and said, "You are his uncle, not him. Don't make the decision for him." He looked at Prince Lu and said, "Young prince, I am not old enough to be your husband. If you are free,
I'm going to show you how to play seriously these days! Then it's useless to meet you as a child in the morning."
King Lu looked at Zeng Chun again.
Zeng Chun said: "Mr. Jia's intention is to show weakness to others so that the kings will be less prepared."
Jia Huan glanced at him: "As long as you are happy."
At this moment, a servant brought sugar-steamed cheese and pineapple goose fat rolled in. Jia Huan hurriedly said: "Everything else doesn't matter, let's have some snacks first!" Then King Zhang Luolu and Zeng Chun started eating together.
He no longer mentioned serious things, but only talked about the many lively and fun places in Beijing, which made King Lu's eyes widen wider and wider. He wished he could go shopping right now! Zeng Chun only thought that Jia Huan was doing it for him.
The nephew pretended to be playful and didn't stop him. King Lu and Jia Huan ate so much that they couldn't finish their dinner. They both touched their stomachs. You looked at me and I looked at you and laughed.
The next day, Zeng Chun sent King Lu to Rongguo Mansion as promised. Jia Huan had prepared it early, carried him on his horse, waved to Zeng Chun and said, "It's none of your business, go and rest." Zeng Chun was overjoyed.
It is forbidden to bow to him to the ground.
Jia Huan ran out of Ningrong Street, turned a corner, smiled and said to Prince Lu: "Okay! Your uncle can't see you anymore, so there's no need to pretend to be seen."
Prince Lu grinned and said, "I'm not pretending."
Jia Huan snorted: "I know what your temper is like." Wu You said in the letter that this Xiaolu King has some ideas and gossip. "Just tell me what you want to eat and play. If you don't read or write these days, let's go play."
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King Lu said "I don't know", but he smiled brightly.
Jia Huan then led the King of Lu to play for four days. They wandered around temple fairs, markets, and street stalls in the center of the capital. He did not eat a serious meal, but only ate some snacks, and even went to the Muni Temple in the north of the city to eat.
After a fast meal, he went to the mountain behind them and climbed back up the mountain. The young prince was immediately led wild by him. He started to wander around, hummed several songs, and even picked up a lot of common sayings in the market, which caused Zeng Chun a headache and did not dare to speak.
He pulled it back.
The next day, even Jia Cong also played with him. Jia Cong was more courageous than Jia Huan and took the child directly to Yihongyuan! But he didn't tell them that it was Hualou. The three of them listened to Huizi singing.
After Qu'er watched the dance for a while, Jia Cong felt annoyed, so he ordered people to bring playing cards to play the Landlord. After playing for nearly an hour, the three people's faces were covered with notes, and they were rolling on the floor laughing.
Just when it was time to go to Yihongyuan to do regular business, Jia Cong was still lying on the ground pretending to be dead. Jia Huan kicked him: "It's time to go! Let's go out for dinner."
Prince Lu was lying on the carpet and said with a smile: "Why not just eat in this teahouse?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "I don't care, I'm just afraid that Brother Huan will complain behind your uncle's back. This is the Flower House."
King Lu said "Ah" and climbed up, his eyes full of excitement: "Is this the flower building?"
Jia Cong pointed at him and smiled: "Look, this kid is really a man! Have you never been to Hualou before?"
The King of Lu pouted and said: "I never left the palace since I was a child. Later, when I went to Luzhou, I was under the control of my maternal uncle and sister. I rarely even went out of the palace."
Jia Huan smiled and said: "Your maternal uncle only cares about you, your sister also cares about you."
Prince Lu fell back on the carpet with a bang and sighed: "My sister takes care of me more than my husband and uncle, but my mother and concubine don't take care of me that much."
Jia Cong said: "My fourth sister has met your sister and said that she is a very rare discerning person, and her eyes are brighter than your uncle's."
"Really?" King Lu got up again, "Is this the fourth girl who sold Western potatoes last year?"
Jia Cong asked with a smile: "What do you think of her?"
Prince Lu said that he was already familiar with them, and he did not shy away from them. He tilted his little head and said, "My aunt said she is a shrew."
Jia Huan and Jia Cong laughed together. Jia Huan asked, "Do you think she looks like a shrew?"
Prince Lu said: "I have only seen her once but I can't tell that she is not that kind of virtuous woman."
Jia Cong nodded and said: "It's not true. My fourth sister is really capable and can't be seen as a virtuous person." Jia Huan couldn't help but give him a secret elbow. Jia Cong immediately turned around and said, "Not like your sister. , I have to think about important events in Luzhou for you, and I have to prevent your maternal uncle from making mistakes."
"ah?"
Jia Huan said: "Your uncle is very ambitious and is not satisfied with Luzhou. He has limited abilities, is extremely stubborn and blind, and loves to daydream. Before you came to Beijing, my fourth sister told him that 'it is useless to brag about benevolence.' He has brought you to our house for a few days and it's still the same way. It shows that this person can't understand with words." He pointed to the door and said, "Do you still remember the woman who came to sing the song just now?"
King Lu nodded.
"What do you think she is?"
Prince Lu said: "Since this is a flower building, she is naturally a fan."
Jia Huan said: "Although she is a fan, she is not selling herself to the fans in our building. She wants to be a fan to make money."
King Lu was startled: "Huh? Do you want to be a fantou?"
Jia Huan said: "Her husband is a clerk in a cloth shop. He does business with his boss all year round and rarely comes home. She has no children, is always lonely at home, and her livelihood is not rich. Therefore, she comes to Hualou to work as a fan. Selling one's body and singing makes money, which relieves loneliness and earns some money to support the family and buy makeup and jewelry."
King Lu opened his mouth for a long time before he said: "Isn't that a prostitute?"
"Yes." Jia Huan smiled and said, "According to what the world says, she is indeed a prostitute. She is not wrong. But, so what? If she is not her man, who can care about her?"
The king of Lu was stupid.
Jia Huan continued: "Do you think the world should scold her or even beat this unruly woman to death on the street?"
King Lu nodded.
Jia Huan shrugged and said: "It's a pity that the world doesn't have it. But the world still comes to listen to her singing, and gives her money to buy makeup and jewelry. Your uncle always thinks that one day your father will descend from the sky, and the ministers will worship him, and the people will support him. If the king surrenders immediately, then he has the same idea as you just now."
Prince Lu said: "Isn't that whore woman wrong? Why doesn't the world scold her?"
Jia Cong said: "Well, from her husband's point of view, she is wrong. However, those who listen to her singing are not her husband, so whether this woman is an adulterer or not has nothing to do with them. She is willing to hug her husband for nothing. It's not that there are no people who can't fight, it's just that one in a thousand is rare, and there are 999 people who can listen to music. If that person doesn't know that she is a married woman, even this one can listen to it. That's a joke. But the people who hate prostitutes the most in the world are not men, but women from good families. But they don't leave the door and don't step forward. They can't stop men from giving rewards to these fans, and they can't even stop their own men from giving rewards to these fans. Fantou reward money. This is how things are in the world, and it will not change just because you can't stand it. Just like your father, even if he shows up now, he can't take back the throne. My little prince, stop dreaming with your uncle. How about that? Run Luzhou well in a down-to-earth manner."
Jia Huan looked at his blank eyes and said, "Anyway, your sister is more discerning than your uncle."
The King of Lu was confused for a long time, still wondering why many people were willing to give money to the prostitute to listen to her singing, but he remembered Jia Huan's last words, that my sister is more discerning than my uncle.
During the past few days they were playing, there were large court meetings in the DPRK and the Daming Palace was as noisy as a vegetable market. Jia Huan led Prince Lu around in a grand manner every day, and everyone with eyes saw it. At first, there were only a couple of days.
In the day, some people suspected that the Rongguo Mansion had taken a fancy to the King of Lu. Later, when they saw that the King of Lu did not go to court, Jia Huan only led him to play, thinking that he was sincere and had made the child lose his temper with his toys.
When Situ Pan heard the report, he asked Feng Ziying to ask, but Qin Sangu heard it and laughed. The others waited for a long time before she finished laughing and said, "No need to ask, I can guess it." Situ Pan hurriedly asked her who she was.
What was the reason? Qin Sangu laughed and asked everyone to guess. Some people guessed that he let the king of Lu hide his stupidity, and some guessed that he saw that the king of Lu was smart and benevolent and wanted to eliminate a future enemy for the prince. Qin Sangu laughed more and more the more she listened. In the end she just
He said, "Just wait and see, Huan'er either falls in love with a girl from the Zeng family or falls in love with Princess Jian'an."
Situ Pan was shocked: "What?"
Qin Sangu said: "A while ago, he led the King of Lu to visit an antique shop of mine. I was watching from the side. He looked at the King of Lu as if he were looking at his younger brother. He raised his hands and feet with excitement.
Caring and attentiveness. The prince just wants to think about how they looked to the second prince in the early years, wishing he could stay as far away as possible. If he didn't want to be his brother-in-law, who has ever seen Third Master Huan show attentiveness to others."
Situ Pan thought for a while, nodded and said: "There really is no other reason. That's all, Cong'er is a man of his own opinions, Jia Huanzong is nothing like that when he marries a girl from the Zeng family, and Jian'an also knows what's going on."
Qin Sangu said: "If he can get what he wants, the King of Lu will definitely be his ally. Although Luzhou is small, its location is wonderful."
"Very true." Situ Pan said with a smile, "The Zeng family and the King of Lu do not have the ability to control the three nobles, and they will eventually lead them." Then he left the matter alone.
On that day, Jia Huan and Jia Cong sent King Lu back to the pavilion to run a horse race back to Lixiangyuan. He opened the door and greeted him with a sad face: "You two masters are back."
Jia Cong glanced at her: "Who in the house is causing trouble again? The old lady? The second uncle?"
Qi Dian sighed and said: "Second Madam has been feeling better these days. Yesterday I called Second Madam Bao to serve her for a whole day and night, but now she has fallen ill."
"Isn't that good? Take advantage of the situation and wait for three to five months to get sick."
Qi Dian said with a stiff face: "Earlier, a little girl named Zi Yan came to their yard. She was the roommate of Second Grandma Bao. She cried and told me about this matter. She cried so miserably, as if the Third Master didn't go.
If we fight against each other, we will not be able to live up to the conscience of heaven and earth."
Jia Cong sneered: "Such a thing makes you frown. When have I ever dealt with such a person?"
Qi nodded and said, "That little girl is unusual."
Jia Cong and Jia Huan both raised their eyebrows.
"She is much prettier than she looks." Qi. nodded, "That mouth is also very powerful. She is not an ordinary woman. If only her mouth is powerful, that's it. She will sincerely paint herself ugly so that ordinary people can't let it go.
You can tell that he must have had an unusual upbringing."
Jia Cong and Jia Huan looked at each other: "Is he a spy?"
He stood up and glanced at the two of them and said: "What do I do? This woman must be a spy. It's just that I just went to the courtyard of Mr. Bao because I was worried. It was already too late."
"What do you mean it's late?"
Qi Dian sighed and said: "How long has it been since Second Mistress came in? Second Master Bao has already made that girl named Zi Yan tie her up tightly and obey her words."