The Overlord of the Red Mansion

On the last day of the first lunar month, Jia Lan got married.

Jia Rong did not go, nor did he intend to give any reward.

The wedding was held in a house within the Fourth Ring Road.

The mansion covers an area of one acre, which is much larger than that of ordinary houses, but it is much smaller than those of many nobles in the capital.

Fortunately, there were so many guests coming that the gate was very crowded.

Jia Lan was welcoming guests at the door in his groom's suit and was soon met by the boss of his department, the commander of the Beijing Camp.

"Commander!" Jia Lan quickly stepped forward and bowed.

The business commander was very polite to the younger generation of the Jia family, "Shang Cheng is very happy today, congratulations, I'm coming over to have a glass of wedding wine."

Jia Lan quickly and respectfully invited the gentleman into the house, "Sir, please!"

Jia Lan's courtesy name was Shangrong. In order to avoid the taboo of Jia Rong, he changed it to Jia Shangcheng, and no longer started his name with the grass radical.

Jia Rong's courtesy name is Yaoshi, and both his name and courtesy name contain the grass radical.

This was the rule passed down from generation to generation, but now that Jia Rong is the leader, others can no longer follow that path.

Jia Rong is the pillar of the Jia family, but his surname is no longer Jia. Now the Jia family is divided into two branches, one is Jia Lan's branch, and the other is Jia Lian's branch.

There are also members of the Jia family among the others, but everyone still assumes that these two can represent the Jia family.

Jia Lan had just chatted with his boss for a few words when a maid came over.

Jia Lan quickly asked, "What's the matter?"

The maid quickly said, "The prince and Master Zheng are here, and have been invited in."

"Okay!" Jia Lan quickly went out with the commander to greet them. As soon as he arrived at the yard, he saw six or seven people coming in.

Because there were so many people in the yard, it was hard to tell who came together.

When Jia Lan saw the prince, he quickly prepared to kneel down and salute.

The prince stepped forward and helped Jia Lan up, "Shang Cheng, there's no need to be polite. You are the groom today, and grandpa and I are here to attend your wedding."

"Thank you!" Jia Lan knew that the prince didn't want to be so ostentatious, so he quickly invited them into the house and bowed to Jia Zheng, Jia Jun, Jia Cong, Jia Lian and others.

Jia Lian also came, and was recruited by the prince.

The prince is already seventeen or eighteen years old this year, and Jia Lan is in his early twenties. The next generation of the Jia family has grown up and has the idea of taking control of power and planning for the future.

Everyone went into the house to talk, and the task of entertaining the guests was quickly handed over to Jia Lan's maternal relatives, the Li family, and the Jia family members in the capital to help.

This time, not only the prince came, but also many high-ranking officials of the court came.

The prince and the commander of the Beijing camp soon got to know each other, and also got to know the new Minister of War and others.

***
Forbidden City, State Council Building Smoking Room

When the left and right prime ministers were smoking, they saw the others also coming over to smoke during the lunch break, and they all looked at each other.

The Minister of Personnel smiled and said, "I thought they all went to attend Jia Lan's wedding."

Zuo Xiang smoked a cigarette, smiled and said nothing.

The Minister of Rites smiled and said, "I heard that Jia Lan had planned to take the imperial examination. His grandfather was the chief academic officer of the Imperial Academy, but he did not take the examination. Instead, he chose a military career."

"The Minister of War has gone." The Minister of Personnel said with a smile about the person who was absent.

The left prime minister smoked and said nothing.

Today, His Majesty is only thirty-four years old. Not only is he in good health, but his governance is also recognized by people all over the world.

The prince can become the prince because he has a good father, and whether he can become the emperor depends on his father.

The Left Prime Minister knew very well that the Crown Prince’s position was not secure because the Emperor was too young.

The Minister of Personnel looked around. The smoking room was where people usually talked, and there were no guards guarding it.

"There are no outsiders here now. Do you think it's okay for the Crown Prince and Jia Lan to do this?"

The Minister of Personnel did not say what it was, but just asking this was already very bold.

On this dangerous topic, Zuo Xiang was not as stingy with words as usual, but gave a direct answer.

"The road that His Majesty has paved for the prince will take at least twenty years to complete. Ten years as a county magistrate, ten years as a prefect, ten years as a provincial governor, and a few more years to enter the cabinet, which should be after the age of fifty."

The Minister of Personnel looked at the Left Prime Minister with a strange expression, "Isn't that possible? How can a prince ascend the throne at the age of fifty or sixty..."

The Left Prime Minister did not say anything. He just vaguely sensed Jia Rong's intention from his arrangement for the prince.

Jia Rong planned to do things according to the rules and choose to establish a succession system that best suited the system. Then smart people like the left prime minister would be able to guess his thoughts.

He had nothing better to do than give everyone contraceptive pills, and even Zhuge Liang wouldn't have guessed it.

The Minister of Personnel did not believe what the Left Prime Minister said. After all, the system that one could only become emperor when he was in his fifties or sixties was too unthinkable in the feudal era.

The Right Prime Minister seemed to have suddenly realized something. He stopped smoking and held the cigarette with a thoughtful look on his face.

The Minister of Revenue looked at the Right Prime Minister and asked, "What do you think?"

The right prime minister glanced at the Minister of Revenue, then looked at the left prime minister.

In fact, the Left Prime Minister was not sure about his guess, and wanted to confirm it with the Right Prime Minister.

The Right Prime Minister frowned and said quickly, "Your Majesty has done a lot in medical science over the years, driving away plague and malaria, and providing hot water and physical examinations. People like us haven't been sick for a long time, and we are all healthy."

"Your Majesty is also in good health. Since His Majesty ascended the throne, many of his colleagues in the capital are alive and well, except for those who have committed capital crimes, and he has only attended a few funerals."

"If you can live longer, it is better to be more mature and steady."

Seeing that the Right Prime Minister also believed this, the Minister of Revenue asked, "What if something happens to the Crown Prince?"

The Right Prime Minister smiled and said, "Your Majesty has more than one prince. There are fifty or sixty princes. There must be one who can follow the procedures step by step from the market workshop to the imperial court."

This reason is impeccable!
Jia Rong has many sons. Now he has fifty or sixty sons. When he has more children next year, he can find a new emperor who is long-lived and capable among a hundred.

We have all read history books, and the probability of the crown prince ascending the throne is actually very small.

Now, naturally, he doesn't want to get too close to the prince and bring trouble upon himself.

When Jia Lan got married, only a few high-ranking officials such as the Generalissimo and the Minister of War attended, and the rest were royal relatives and nobles.

After all, it’s not the prince’s wedding, so there’s no need to rush to curry favor.

***
Fengzao Palace

When Wang Xifeng was leisurely drinking tea and tasting the warm cakes sent from the kitchen, Feng'er walked in quickly.

Wang Xifeng held a freshly baked cake in one hand and drank milk tea in the other.

Milk tea is milk with sugar and herbs as spices. She had just given birth to Jia Rong's third son, and she took the opportunity to ignore those troublesome things during the confinement period, and lay on the sofa leisurely, drinking tea, listening to music, and appreciating paintings.

"What's the matter?" Wang Xifeng held the cake in one hand and the hot milk tea she had just taken a sip of in the other.

Feng Er approached Wang Xifeng and whispered, "Jia Lian has come to the capital. He is attending Jia Lan's wedding with the Crown Prince and Master Zheng. He also brought his wife and children with him. It seems that he plans to stay here permanently."

The soft little cake in Wang Xifeng's hand was pinched in the palm of her hand, and an expression of resentment quickly appeared on her face.

It's not that she is heartless or resentful of her ex-husband.

But I'm living a good life now, but some people insist on bringing up those embarrassing things in the past!

After the divorce, she worked as a department manager in her husband’s company. Suddenly, her best friend took the initiative to recruit her ex-husband into the company. Most importantly, the whole company knew about this!!!

"There are so many places out there, but he has to stay in the capital!!"

Wang Xifeng felt extremely angry. She had only been enjoying her good life for a few days and had just given birth to a big fat son for the emperor, yet some people couldn't bear to see her living such a good life!
Feng Er said quickly, "The prince brought him here. He wants to recommend Jia Lian to be an official in the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Wang Xifeng threw the celadon and white jade cup in her hand to the ground and shouted, "Change your clothes! I'm going to ask the Queen Mother!!"

Zhen Ernai was also serving here, chatting with her and eating snacks and drinking tea, otherwise Wang Xifeng would feel bored alone.

Seeing Wang Xifeng was angry, Zhen Ernai quickly stood up and said to comfort her, "Your Majesty, there is no way you can go to the Queen Mother for this matter. It will only hurt the relationship. It is better to go directly to the Emperor. You should inform the Emperor first about this kind of thing. After all, the Emperor is your support now."

Wang Xifeng frowned and quickly thought about the various things involved.

"Yes, I was confused." Wang Xifeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Change your clothes, I'm going to see the emperor."

Second Wife Zhen comforted her, "Don't worry, don't cry, don't get angry and make yourself sick. The Emperor has always trusted you, but he has always thought that you can't control your temper. You must have a good talk this time."

"The emperor is sometimes in a good mood, sometimes not. If you go over and start crying, it will only cause trouble if you anger him."

Wang Xifeng nodded, feeling that what Zhen Erjia said was in line with her own thoughts.

She always understands what I want to do quickly, and sometimes she is more capable than I am.

It's just that she was unlucky and had a short life. She didn't meet a good man, and her uterus was not good. She gave birth to a daughter, but then her uterus got broken and she couldn't give birth to a son.

Wang Xifeng nodded condescendingly at Zhen Erjia, "Good sister, thanks for reminding me."

The second Zhen family said respectfully, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. Given the emperor's love for you, there must be nothing wrong."

The horse hit its butt, and Wang Xifeng quickly and proudly changed into gorgeous and solemn clothes, but she still wore the headband for confinement, and put on some powder, looking haggard.

After everything was packed up, he set off for Baicao Palace.

At this time, Jia Rong and a group of women were planting herbs in the Baicao Garden of Baicao Palace. As a doctor, Jia Rong would usually grow some medicinal herbs that were hard to find outside.

It is almost February now. In the Baicao Garden where flowers and plants are in full bloom, a group of beautiful women in short skirts and shorts are working with their buttocks sticking out.

Not long after, Qingwen came over and told her about Wang Xifeng.

Jia Rong washed his hands and left. When he entered the living room, he saw Wang Xifeng and the palace maid kneeling on the ground.

"Okay, I know what happened. I don't mind what happened in the past, and I have a good relationship with Jia Lian. But this complicated relationship between parents has a bad influence on the children."

"Let Qiao'er go and see his father, and then let the prince and Jia Lian continue to develop in Jinling."

Jia Rong had no intention of letting Jia Lian return to the capital, and this matter was indeed arranged by the prince himself.

It is normal for young people to have their own ideas, especially those who are sixteen or seventeen years old, who are arrogant and want to save the world.

Wang Xifeng got a satisfactory answer and stood up and looked at Jia Rong excitedly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! I will follow Your Majesty for the rest of my life and only want to be your woman!"

Jia Rong laughed and said, "Come here, let me touch your butt!"

Wang Xifeng could only go over shyly.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Jia Rong also taught a lesson to Sister Feng, who was lying on his lap. She was one year older than him, but she was already 35 years old.

After the fun was over, Wang Xifeng lay on Jia Rong's legs with her head resting on the armrest of the sofa, smiling at Jia Rong, who was much younger than her.

"Your Majesty still looks so young, like he's just in his early twenties."

Jia Rong laughed and said, "Sister Feng, you don't know that my body is much stronger than that of a twenty-year-old young man."

Wang Xifeng has been trained by Jia Rong countless times and knows how to please Jia Rong.

"Rong'er is amazing~" Wang Xifeng said with a smile, "But the children are all older now, and it's time for Yan'er and the others to be separated. Jia Lan is married now, and it's time to think about the Crown Prince and the other princes."

Jia Rong held Wang Xifeng's head with one hand and touched her arms with the other, helping her to relieve her chest tightness from time to time.

"This is easy. In the future, whether he can take on certain duties will depend on his academic performance. My son will inherit the throne, but he will not be crowned a king, otherwise there will be too many princes."

Wang Xifeng was startled, "Not to be crowned king?"

Jia Rong smiled and said, "No, unless you are outstanding enough for me to recognize you, I will not make you a king. But I will definitely give you a lot of gold and silver treasures, and you can build a family and a career with your real talents and knowledge in the future."

"Except for the heir to the throne, the rest of the people have to rely on themselves to obtain meritorious titles. I will not give them these, otherwise they will only breed a lot of waste and ruin the country."

It has nothing to do with the country, I just don’t want to have so many relatives.

Jia Rong felt uncomfortable when he saw others taking advantage of him.

Even if he is my own son, it is annoying to look at him.

Wang Xifeng said carefully, "But...but other people's princes are hereditary. If your son does not inherit the title of prince, it would be inappropriate..."

Jia Rong smiled and said, "I haven't decided who to give it to yet. There can only be nine princes in the world, and now there are five. I will give the remaining four to whoever has the ability."

"Whoever can get into university is worth cultivating. When they take exams in the future, I will personally supervise them! I will prevent the people below from helping them cheat!"

Wang Xifeng got the first-hand information and wanted to ask something, but Jia Rong just lowered his head and drank his milk tea without answering her questions.

Jia Rong has too many sons, and it would be troublesome to make them all kings. Using this as an excuse, Jia Rong simply did not make any of them kings.

Jia Yuanchun had many sons, and the prince's brothers had been instilled with the common sense that they would become princes in the future since childhood.

The prince was also indoctrinated with the common sense that he would become the emperor, and he also felt that his father was not suitable to be the emperor, so he always wanted to run away from home.

Now, Jia Rong has changed! ! He has changed! ! !

People change, and Jia Rong is even more fickle than ordinary people.

Not only the prince who returned to continue serving as a county magistrate and Jia Lian and Jia Cong's family who were sent back to their hometown were unlucky, but also Jia Lan who did not receive any title or promotion rewards after getting married.

There are also princes who have reached marriageable age.

I can’t become a prince’s son…I can only marry those from small families.

There was widespread grief in the harem. Xue Baochai felt that she was implicated by Jia Yuanchun, and even her newly born prince had lost his value!!!

Princes cannot enter the palace at will, nor can they be crowned kings. Even titles must be earned through examinations. If they want to become officials, they must also take exams. The overall investment value has been greatly reduced. (End of this chapter)