It was quite obvious that his daughter wanted to go out and see the world. Jia Jing did his best to tell her all the dangerous things he had encountered. Of course, if she wanted to go out, she couldn't just know the Dazhao language.
Jia Jing started working as a tutor, teaching her English and French systematically.
In terms of time, he knew he didn't have enough, but his daughter had a foundation, so he would teach as much as he could!
Since Jia Yue could crawl, she has been following her older sisters to school. Studying may be difficult for others, but for her, it is as natural as eating and drinking.
The surprises and sense of accomplishment she brought to Jia Jing were so great that they almost offset most of the physical pain.
Every day, his daughter seems to bring him different surprises.
When his son Jia Zhen learned something, he would forget most of it overnight, but his daughter Jia Yue seemed to have consolidated it more.
Ahhh, she is indeed worthy of being his child.
Jia Jing was overjoyed.
In order to spend more time with his daughter and to teach her everything she needed to know, he actively cooperated with the court physician's various acupuncture and medicated baths, and tried his best to eat the medicated meals and other delicacies prepared by his wife.
During these years away, he not only missed his family, but also all the delicious food at home.
Now that he finally gets to eat it again, Jia Jing cherishes it very much.
No matter how much he cherished it, his appetite was getting smaller day by day.
"The Emperor shouldn't have any major problems."
When Shen Ning, who had entered the palace several times at the request of the queen, came back again, she said to him, "The veterans are still here, and the young ones are also in urgent need of coming forward."
It is easy to take sides when you are locked up at home.
The emperor was getting older, and he was afraid that the princes would start a fight for imperial power again as they did in the past.
Shen Ning said: “The Queen told me today that while he can fight now and can afford it, the Emperor wants to add another chapter to his civil and military achievements.”
"…The Emperor finally did something serious!"
Passed the throne to the present emperor.
Jia Jing tried hard to suppress the sweet taste in his throat and said with a smile: "Today is a good day. How about we drink with Uncle Jiao later?"
"Okay~"
Shen Ning saw that his face had turned pale and then flushed again. Her heart skipped a beat and she agreed without hesitation, "I'll ask Aunt Li to only cook what you like."
"No more medicinal food."
"good!"
Shen Ning agreed.
She also quickly gave Xiaodong a wink, asking her to call the court doctor over immediately to give him a few injections.
At least it would save him some pain.
"By the way, didn't you say the other day that the lotus leaf and lotus pod soup at home was good?"
Chen Ning smiled and said, "I have asked someone to get the mold. How about I make you a lotus leaf and lotus pod soup tonight?"
“Very good!”
His wife remembers his hobbies.
Although he hadn't eaten yet, Jia Jing was already very happy.
"This is easy. I'll let Yue'er make it for you personally."
“…”
Another wave of uncontrollable pain came over Jia Jing, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He just tried to smile and bowed to Shen Ning.
Shen Ning paused. She actually wanted to say, if you can't bear it, just scream.
But she also knew that this person had a strong temper and would never utter a word in front of her.
In order to make him feel better, she could only stand up and say, "I'll watch Yue'er make it, and I guarantee it will taste the same as before."
"Hmm~"
Jia Jing smiled and nodded, watching her go away. When he was sure that she would not look back, he pressed his chest and took a long breath in and out.
He wanted to vomit out the pain and everything, but this time it seemed particularly difficult.
After a while, the court doctor came and helped him to the couch and gave him acupuncture, and Jia Jing felt better.
He closed his eyes slightly, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome."
The court doctor looked at his appearance, sighed inwardly, and said, "Right now, it's best to rest in bed."
Jia Jing nodded slightly.
He knows his own situation.
When you die, you lie there forever.
Now that he still has a breath, he really doesn't want to lie down.
But when he thought about it, he really had no strength left.
Take a rest first. When you feel better, you can drink with Uncle Jiao and Shen, and then eat Yue'er's lotus leaf and lotus seed soup.
With this beautiful wish in mind, Jia Jing lay down and closed his eyes to rest.
He just lay there and never got up again. In the evening, Jiao Da came to take him to a banquet, and he only saw the corners of his mouth turned up, with a hint of smile, but the person was gone.
The old man burst into tears on the spot.
Three generations.
He sent three generations of people to be the head of the Ningguo Mansion.
Jiao Da burst into tears.
The old man knew that it was not appropriate for Shen to cry for this man who was rumored to have died a long time ago. She could only cry because she felt sorry for this old man.
On that day, many people in Xishan Villa had red eyes and shed a few tears because of Jiao Da's crying.
Jia Yue accompanied the old man and cried pitifully.
Her husband didn't even have time to take a sip of the lotus leaf and lotus pod soup she made.
Although they had not spent much time together, she could feel that Mr. Jiao was completely open with her and wanted to teach her everything he had learned.
As a student, she personally presided over the funeral of her husband (father).
And because of Jiao Da, after the seven days of keeping the body, Jia Yue sent Jia Jing's coffin directly to the side courtyard of Tiekan Temple of the Jia family.
The old man said clearly that when he got old, he would send him and his nephew to Jinling.
He accompanied his old master, and his nephew accompanied him.
How could Jia Zhen and Jia Rong refuse such a simple and plain request?
For the sake of the old man, the two of them went to Tiekan Temple to burn incense.
"Mother~"
On the way back home, Jia Yue, who had been busy for several days, sat next to his mother. "Didn't you say last time that you would tell me about Uncle Jiao in the future? Please tell me now. Otherwise, when I get home, I won't be able to tell Rong and Peng that when I burn incense for Uncle Jiao in the future, I should also burn some incense for Mr. Jiao."
“…”
Shen Ning sighed in her heart and gently put her arm around her daughter's shoulders, "Mom will tell your brother and nephews. Don't worry, he won't lack food and drink."
Being buried in the Jia family cemetery can be considered as returning to one's roots.
All his relatives are there.
No matter who is shortchanged, he will never be shortchanged.
"His affairs are a little complicated. You are still young now. When you are older, mother will tell you."
“…”
Jia Yue was helpless. Few people could change what her mother had decided.
But after returning home, in view of her daughter's yearning for the outside world, Shen Ning sent all the maids trained in the mansion over the years, such as Xiaodong, Xiaonan, etc., to her daughter.
If you want to see the world, go!
Two years later, Jia Yue married a newly crowned military scholar who was good at using spears and darts. They shared the same aspirations, and with the support of the emperor, empress and Shen Ning, they represented Da Zhao on a diplomatic mission to England, France and other Western countries.
It took Jia She and others almost three years to come back, and Jia Yue had to go even longer. This time, it took him seven full years.
However, when they returned seven years later, the couple had two little kids, one big and one small. (End of this chapter)
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