The capital of the Jin Dynasty was formerly the capital of the Yuan Dynasty. When Chen Youliang defeated Zhu Yuanzhang and conquered the world, he established the Chen-Han Dynasty. At first, the capital was Jinling, and later the capital was moved to Beijing. Jinling became the companion capital, which was Nanjing.

The Chen-Hanxiang Kingdom was destroyed by the Tatars 160 years later. The Tatars once occupied the north of the Yangtze River for more than 20 years, until Xu Jin, Taizu of the Jin Dynasty, showed his might and sent his troops northward, sweeping all the way and driving the Tatars out of the Great Wall. Beijing

Only then did they return to Han rule.

Chen Han once re-planned the city of Beijing on the basis of the Yuan Dynasty, and the Jin Dynasty expanded and built it on the basis of Chen Han. Gradually, the current layout was formed, which was divided into the imperial city, the inner city and the outer city. The inner and outer cities combined

There are thirty-six squares in total. Rongning Street where Jia's Mansion is located is located in Yongfang of Dashi. It is only separated from the Imperial City by Chang'an Street and is very close to the Liubu Yamen. All the powerful people living in this area are

Among the "four princes and eight princes" who founded the Jin Dynasty, the Jia family only had two princes, so it was only natural that they could build their mansion here.

However, today's Jia family has gradually declined. According to the system of inheritance of reduced titles in the Great Jin Dynasty, the current successor to the title of Rongguo Mansion, Jia She, is only a first-class general, while the head of Ningguo Mansion, Jia Zhen, is a generation younger.

He only held the title of third-grade general, but thanks to the provisions of the Jin Dynasty Law, the descendants of the Rong and Ning mansions could still live in the original Duke's mansion, seemingly keeping their lintels intact.

Let’s get back to the subject, let’s say that Jia Huan left the Rongguo Duke’s Mansion through the West Corner Gate, with only one boy following him. This man’s name was Qian Huai, and he was the nephew of his uncle Zhao Guoji. He was about twelve or thirteen years old, and he was quite clever, but a little bit

It’s delicious but lazy to cook, and it’s easy to pick up the easy stuff and be afraid of the tough ones.

The Chinese New Year is only about ten days away, and the weather is extremely cold in the twelfth lunar month of winter. Qian Huai wants to stay at home and warm himself by the fire. However, this young man won't stop, and even runs blindly on the street in the cold weather. Although he

He was extremely reluctant, but as Jia Huan's servant, he had no choice but to follow, muttering non-stop along the way.

At this time, the two of them passed by a bun shop, and Jia Huan ordered: "Go and buy two cages of meat buns."

Qian Huai suddenly became energetic and stopped complaining like a talkative woman. He took the money and quickly bought two cages of meat buns. He handed one cage to Jia Huan and made the remaining one for himself.

You are not polite at all.

Jia Huan now exercises every day. She exercises a lot and eats more and more. She only eats a bowl of white porridge with pickles in the morning, which is not enough. Now she smells the fragrant and hot meat buns and can't help but move her fingers and devour them.

"I heard that the third master's breakfast was deducted from the kitchen, and Laiwang's daughter-in-law dared to bully the third master, relying on the support of Mistress Lian's dominatrix. She will wait until the slave is a few years older to see if the slave will not be ashamed of her to death.

"Qian Huai ate the meat buns and patted his chest to express his loyalty.

"Stop blowing these useless farts. If you have something to eat, it won't stop your mouth." Jia Huan gnawed on the bun and walked forward leisurely.

Qian Huai smiled and hurriedly caught up with the bag on his back: "Third Master, you've been wandering around the streets a lot lately. What are you looking for?"

"Look for a way to get rich." Jia Huan said casually.

Hearing this, Qian Huai chuckled and said, "You don't have to look for it, isn't it?" After saying that, he pointed to the gambling shop in front of him, winked and encouraged, "Third Master, do you want to go in and play a few tricks? You might make a fortune."

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Jia Huan took a look at the gambling house. The facade was quite luxurious, with a string of red lanterns hung on both sides. The lanterns were inscribed with the four characters "Gambling House for Fortune". People from all walks of life came in and out, including many well-dressed people.

A woman with beautiful flowers and voluptuous figure.

"Have you ever made a fortune there?" Jia Huan turned around and asked with an unkind expression.

Qian Huai nodded subconsciously, but immediately shook his head and denied it. Under Jia Huan's gaze, he said sternly: "I've only gone in twice for shopping, but I definitely didn't gamble. I just watched the excitement."

Jia Huan said calmly: "There is no best. As the saying goes, nine out of ten gamblers will lose. People who are addicted to gambling usually have a bad end. If I find you gambling, I will let my uncle break your legs and go back to the Ming Mansion."

I kicked you out."

Qian Huai shrank his neck solemnly and swore: "If this slave gambles, I will suffer from abscesses, rotten hands and feet, and will not have a good death."

Jia Huan turned around and continued walking. For the sake of family ties, he could tolerate Qian Huai's laziness, but if this kid got into gambling, he would definitely kick him away without hesitation. Once this guy got addicted to gambling, he would

It's a waste, it's a bottomless pit. If this kind of pig teammate who harms others and himself is not kicked away, how can he still keep it for the New Year?

Qian Huai looked at Jia Huan's thin but upright back and couldn't help but stick out his tongue secretly. This young man used to like eating, drinking and having fun, and he was not afraid of being cold. Why does he seem to be a different person now? Although his temper has improved, but

It's also scary when you take it seriously, especially those eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

Unknowingly, the master and the servant walked to the front of a shop facing the street. They saw the three characters "Bao Mo Xuan" written on the signboard. The handwriting was flying and phoenixes, which showed their writing skills and the decoration was very elegant. Jia Huan had already seen it before.

I've been shopping before, so I know that Baomoxuan is actually a stationery store. In addition to paper, ink, pens and inkstones, it also sells some calligraphy and paintings, folding fans and other cultural toys.

"Third Master, do you want to buy pens and ink? From now on, you can just tell the slaves. There is no need for you to come in person." Qian Huai said with a flattering smile.

"Give me the bag and you can just wait outside." Jia Huan took the big bag from Qian Huai's hand and was about to walk to Baomoxuan when suddenly a rough voice sounded from behind him: "Please

Give way, give way!"

Jia Huan and Qian Huai turned around and were shocked. They saw a burly man pulling a cart and striding toward them. He was naked from the waist up in the winter, dripping with sweat, and his skin was so dark.

Shining, the muscles on his body are bulging like steel. He is over two meters tall and moves like a hill, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Jia Huan and Qian Huai both retreated to the roadside in shock. The big black man grinned innocently, showing his two big white front teeth. He felt an inexplicable sense of joy. There was a cart full of people on the cart behind him.

The ice cubes were all cut into squares and piled up nearly ten feet high. It was extremely cold.

Jia Huan couldn't help but secretly chuckle, this big man's strength was too scary, this truck of ice probably weighed several thousand kilograms.

The big black man's steps were steady and strong, and he soon walked away. Qian Huai slapped his forehead and said, "Slave, wake up. This guy's name is Tieniu. He specializes in delivering frozen cubes to the ice cellars of wealthy families. He also delivered frozen cubes to our house before.

I sent it here."

Rich families like the Jia family usually have ice cellars in their homes, storing a large amount of ice cubes in winter, and then taking them out in summer to cool down and quench thirst, such as iced melons, iced wine, etc.

Jia Huan's heart moved, and he glanced at Tieniu's tall back thoughtfully, and then turned around and entered Baomo Pavilion.

The clerk at Baomoxuan obviously remembered Jia Huan and greeted him warmly: "Young Master, you have used up the paper and ink you bought last time? Do you plan to buy more today?"

Jia Huan smiled and said: "Let me take a look first."

"Okay, young master, just take a look at it. If you like it, just tell the younger one." The boy stepped away with great knowledge.

This Baomo Xuan mainly deals in the Four Treasures of the Study, and also sells some calligraphy and painting, fans, books, bookmarks and other cultural toys. Jia Huan inquired last time that Baomo Xuan not only sells calligraphy and painting, but also purchases calligraphy and painting. During this time, he

I drew a few sketches and planned to try the water here.

Jia Huan pretended to be shopping around, and unknowingly walked near the counter. He was about to look for an opportunity to chat with the shopkeeper and sell his paintings. But at this time, two people entered the store, one old and one young. The younger one was about the same age.

About ten years old, he is fair and fair, with a round head and a round face. At first glance, he looks like a fat little man with overnutrition. The old man is plainly dressed and has a calm demeanor. It is not clear whether he is the little fat man's elder or a follower.

After the little fat man came in, his eyes wandered, his breathing was short, and he was obviously a little nervous. Jia Huan felt strange, so he gave up chatting with the shopkeeper for the time being and passed the little fat man as if nothing had happened.

The little fat man walked to the counter and hesitated to speak. His fat face flushed slightly and he seemed to be more nervous, while the old man stood quietly behind him.

The shopkeeper looked at the two of them and asked with a smile: "May I ask what you two need objectively?"

The little fat man took a breath, cupped his hands and said, "Shopkeeper, there is a painting here. I wonder if your store will accept it?"

Jia Huan was pretending to look at the inkstone not far away. He almost fell down when he heard this. I'm going to be a colleague. Is the calligraphy and painting world of the Jin Dynasty also so complicated?

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up and he said: "Our shop welcomes calligraphy and paintings by famous people, and the prices are fair. I'm a good boy. I don't know who made this painting. You might as well take it out for me to take a look. If it's authentic, I'll definitely give it to you."

Satisfactory price."

The little fat man's face turned red, and he said in a coquettish manner: "It's not a calligraphy and painting by a famous person, but my own humble work. I'd like to ask the shopkeeper to give it a try. If it's still worthy of the eye, I can just give you a price."

The shopkeeper felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, and his enthusiasm subsided instantly. The little fat man in front of him was dressed in extraordinary clothes. He looked like a rich man at first glance. The shopkeeper thought he had stolen famous calligraphy and paintings from home and resold them. How dare he

It's the little fat man's own painting.

You must know that calligraphy and painting are three parts aura and seven parts skill, and skill is often infiltrated over many years. The older you are, the more refined your calligraphy and painting skills are, and naturally the more valuable they are. And this little fat guy is only eleven or twelve years old.

, I’m afraid I’m still far away from leaving the mountain. What good paintings can I draw?

"Ahem, it turns out it's the master's masterpiece, so I... let's take a look first!" Although the shopkeeper still maintained the politeness of a businessman, he obviously didn't have the enthusiasm as before.

The little fat man obviously noticed the change in attitude of the shopkeeper. He awkwardly took out a scroll of paintings and handed it to the shopkeeper. The latter took it and opened it slowly. At this time, Jia Huan quietly came closer, stretched his neck and took a look at the painting paper.
Chapter completed!