In the eighth hour of the tao, the bustling pier of Tongzhou is abnormal.The boat gathers.The shop is full.North-South goods are gathered here.The year is near.

A large ship from Jinling was on the dock in the afternoon.A large flag with the word "Jia" on the ship flies in the winter wind.The boat began to fall.

Yesterday, I was informed that more than 20 children of Jia Rong, Jia Ying, Jia Yuan and other Jiafu children who were waiting in the wine bar on the dock were moving."Lord, they have arrived."The waiting man of Jiafu hurried to the chariot.

Lin Zhixiao, the great steward of Jiafu, went to the outside of the cabin to see Jia Zheng and said, "Master, to Tongzhou."

Jia Zheng was in the small hall, served by Aunt Zhao, with a glasses to read the residence.A cup of hot tea, radiating a fragrance.

As the first nine, the Department of Government.The father came all the way from the canal, there was no lack of officials who had staunched him, and the news was unimpeded.At this moment, his heart was full of sighs.His close friend Ji Xingsheng was sent to prison by Tianzi because he was a party-ridden in the middle of the DPRK.

For this reason, you can see that it is an excuse.Is there no party in the middle?

Beijing has always been a place of change, and the leisurely political climate of Jinling is very different.

Jia Zheng sighed, took off the old glasses and threw it on the desk, answered Lin Zhixiao, and said, “Hmm.You and Yan arrange it."

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This building ship is a private building ship in Jiafu, equipped with sailors.It is convenient for the people of Jiafu to travel to Jinling and Beijing.

The middle and back of the top floor of the ship are the living place of the Jiafu women.Mrs. Wang, Li Wei, Xue Baoqin, Xue Baozhuan, Lin Daiyu and others live here.

After the ship entered the port of Tongzhou.Baozhuan, Dai Yu and other Jiafu women gathered on the deck to look at the bustling scene on the dock: the voice is boiling, the boat is like a cloud, and the goods are moving.

He is a goose-like yellow-faced robe, snowy, bright and elegant.Three years passed and she was twenty-two years old.It is in the most beautiful phase of her life.The wind is uninhabitable.The wind blew her hair.

Xue Baojun looked at the dock on the house, shop, sighed slightly, smiled: "This is almost the same as when we left Beijing."She will come to Chicago, and she will be happy in her heart.The letter, they all received.See you at the North Garden!

Dai Yu wears a blue blue shaman silk jacket, the body is beautiful, the style is bright, like a beautiful flower.She is half-year-old and nine-year-old.She said, “Sister Bao, there has been no change here in Tongzhou for three years.”And we're all three years old."

The Lord will return, and she will feel a thousand feelings.Three years passed in the thoughts of Jinling.How did she not sigh?The blue light fell on the wall at first sleep, and the cold rain knocked on the window was not warm.Do the slaves hurt?Half annoyed by spring.

Li Yu, Xuan Chun followed up with a laugh, "Yellow, you are married, and you also say this childish words."

Xue Baoqin, who was standing on the side, chuckled and said, “Sister Lin, I don’t know what happened to the sisters in Beijing?”She talked to the cloud.Spring and spring are in Chicago.

The girls were there, laughing.On the deck, for a while, Yin Ziyan, Yin Ziyan.

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At this time, the jade came over a white cloak from the tycoon Jinling's hand, ready to put Daiyu on, and the big round face was all gentle, "Sister Lin, the wind here, you are weak, and the cloak in the wind is blocked."

Dai Yuming looked angry, a little annoyed with the jade.She is already married.She treats her like that, when she is.

The purple tucked, tucked the jade, said, “Second master, there is a girl here.”The second master is in pain.”

A little embarrassed on the face.

The face of Jia Baoyu's wife Xue Baoqin's face was dark.The heart is suffering.Regrets in the beginning, should not be married.

Bao Xuan gently patted her cousin's hand and comforted her, preparing to say Baoyu.Wang Xifeng came out of the boat hall and smiled, “Oooh, they taught me to find, the original sister-in-law and sister are here.”The carriage is ready, and when it is about to get off the ship, come quickly."

Feng sister is a rosy hundred-year-old silk silver mouse, wearing a white forehead, pink and fat, fierce and upright, bright and moving.Unspeakable beauty.

The girls and the girls left.

They looked at their backs, squeaked their feet, sighed, and burst into tears.Even if he and his sister are married, all these years, a sentiment is on Lin sister.Neho...

I would have been thinking about the moon, the moon shining on the ditch!

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The Beijing-Zhongxiao Academy is a well-known red powder place in the world.In the alley of this city in the east of Beijing, there is an embroidery Zhulou everywhere.In the streets of the streets, the sweetness of the bamboo, the nobles buy and laugh.

This is a man’s land.The beautiful people in the middle of each place are standing behind, and they are happy before they collapse.Presumably there is gold and silver and power!

However, for the family and family of the criminal officer, the school is here to look back on the history of blood and tears.

On December 12, eight days after Ji Xingsheng was copied from his family, Jin Yiwei found in his home the "evidence" of his dealings with Jin Wang and reported it to Tianzi.God’s anger is even worse, and the impression of Ji Xingsheng is even worse.In the royal library of the West Garden, the royal approval: the command to talk about its sins.

In fact, in Yongzhi Tianzi will be on the wood, into the old age, Jin Wang as the only adult son, can almost be determined as the new emperor candidate.The king is, after all, a minority.In this case, who in the court has nothing to do with the king?

Such a heavy courtier as Ji Xingsheng, on the occasion of the New Year's Day, the king sent someone to give him gifts, can he refuse to the door?Will they be human?

Arguably, at the end of the year, the court was slack, calm, waiting for the New Year.What a pity for the next year.But the construction of the temple university Shihua Mo is afraid of the night long dream: know that after a few days, the weather will not disappear?

Ji Xingsheng, Ji Shichun and others were sentenced to exile in the western region, the family was copied, and the women were registered as the teachers.

This is somewhat true in terms of the political struggle of the country for decades.However, according to the struggle of Yongzhi Dynasty: generally.In the early years, the college students in the South study were all killed.The Three Nations are not!

Yong Zhitianzi came to power in the coup, and the heads of those killed in the previous ten years rolled.To win a reputation of meanness, it was only these years that the ministers converged.

After the evening, the workshop department became more and more lively, the lights were red and red, and the red sleeves were invited to rejoice.A magnificent carriage drove into an embroidered building in the alley of the company.

In the room of the embroidery building, Princess Yongqing Ningyan stood at the window and looked at the dark and gloomy sky.

She came today as a woman in a men’s dress.A white shirt, long.Wearing a donta scarf, eyes, white skin, beautiful abnormality.

Behind her, Ji Xingsheng's daughter Ji Xiaozi was sitting on the bed and sobbing.

She and Princess Yongqing were the handkerchiefs of Jia Xunchun and knew each other.I knew that Ning was here to save her.

Princess Ningtao was entrusted by Jia Huan to take care of Ji Waner.When the son of Yue Ge was born last year, Jia Huan’s letter came from the western region.Jia Huan is not optimistic about the political battle between Ji Xingsheng and Hua Mo.No one else has yet returned to Chicago, and the result has come out.

A moment later, a middle-of-the-line servant came in and said, "Your Highness, the formalities are done."

Ning Yi went to the bed, hugged Ji Waner's shoulder, gently patted him, sighed, "Wan, follow me."

Take Ji Waner away from the workshop.Sitting in the car, Ning was in a bad mood.Ji Xingsheng did anything, doing things, but losing to corruption - corruption, twilight, and the family broke down, how sad?Is it a foot high, a demon?

I don’t know when Jasper will be back!I wish he was faster, faster.

Before she knew him, she had said that he was a mediocre person.But he is not.She knew in her heart that if Jiahuan was in Beijing, she would definitely help Ji Xingsheng.And you can win!

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Jia Zheng and Jia Xuan and Jiafu returned to the Ronggu House in Ningrong Street at 4 a.m. on the beginning of the month.By the 20th, the government was only a little calm from the busy relocation.

These days, before, the men of Jiafu banquet, and the world exchange visits with the people in Beijing, do not need to mention.

In the house, Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng's busy feet are not stained.Pick up, clean up, and take care of the garden.Food and clothing everywhere.Li Yan, Xuan Chun to help cook Jiafu.It’s all about the North Park.

In the small room of the north garden, the sound of mahjong washing is constantly.Afternoon, it was cold and quiet.

The four house-crowded maids, Ruyi, Xiangling, and Yinger sat together to fight against national populism.Bao Xuan took Cai Xia and Dai Yu to go to the autumn Shuangliu to help explore the spring to prepare for marriage.Some of them were in the house.

洴雯 Peugeot is beautiful.If the meaning is clear and soft, the shiitake is gentle and quiet, and the Ying Er is dexterous and delicate.

The green throb, the tooth-pinch vest, had just lost a handful, and said, “Why didn’t the third master come back!”

A few words of laughter.Because Jia Huan is a famous rich boy in the house.

If you laugh, "Sister Shanwen, you think of the third master for this reason, but it is really absolute."

He rolled his eyes, rolled his eyes, and choked, “You don’t want to?”She quarreled and did not give up.

Laughter in the house, a little less.How not to?Three years of that is how it goes.Too many words, too many worries, want to ask him, want to talk to him.The fish will be the end of the day, and the people who have been sent away from each other.

Lord, where are you now?

At this time, Qian Huo had just ridden a fast horse and ran into Ningrong Street.