The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 101 Jia She’s suspicion
No matter how difficult the environment is, he can struggle to find a way to survive. When he is in the quagmire and looking up at the stars, he can still maintain an innocent heart.

I have seen the most sinister human heart, received the most vicious whipping, and still have love in my heart. Being able to experience kindness and respond to it are all too rare for an adult who has experienced many hardships.

And Jia Cong, who was born in a mire and grew up in a deep mud well full of poisonous snakes, can still perceive the beauty of the world, which really makes Xiong Bichen both distressed and emotional.

Jia Cong's admiration for Xiong Bichen can be felt by everyone present, and it is also very touching.

Literary men have a deep-seated pursuit of fame. Being able to have a prodigy like Jia Cong as his apprentice is a great joy for Xiong Bichen in his old age.

A gentleman has three kinds of happiness: having his parents together, having brothers without any reason, which is the first kind of happiness; looking up to the sky and not being ashamed of the sky, and having a house that is not stifled by the earth, which is the second kind of happiness.Obtaining the world's talents and educating them are the three pleasures.

Xiong Bichen heard about Jia Cong's talent when he was in the south of the Yangtze River. After seeing the song "Compassion for the Farmers", he was grateful for the boy's kindness. When he saw his handwriting, he fell in love with him even more. When he saw him in person, he made up his mind. The determination to accept him as a disciple and protect his growth.

The two palaces are fighting, and Dashun is worried internally.

As for foreign aggression, the war broke out in Liaodong in the northeast. The Toungu dynasty in the southwest broke away from Dashun during the Wanqing period and expanded repeatedly. The Japanese pirates in the southeast kept knocking on the border, so that no one could reach the sea. The Junggar Khanate in the desert Mongolia Constantly annexing surrounding Mongolian tribes, even the Torgut tribe was forced to leave because of the power of the Junggar Khanate.

It's a pity that these internal and external troubles are clearly visible to those in the opposition, but the palace still turns a blind eye.

Although Xiong Bichen has been away from the court for a long time, his old students are all over the court and the public. Even if he doesn't want to know some confidential things, he can still get to him.

A person like Jia Cong, who was born out of sorrow but could rise through his own abilities and who is persistent in his original intention, is really rare in Xiong Bichen's opinion.

If you cultivate carefully, you may be able to turn the tide in the future, which is unknown.

"Get up quickly!" Xiong Bichen was old and a ruthless person, but at this time he was moved by Jia Cong's infatuation, with tears in his eyes.

Xiong Bichen came to Jia's house to accept disciples, which was not part of the original plan. King Zhongshun was also very surprised and said from the side, "It seems that I am lucky enough to have a drink of apprenticeship wine!"

Since ancient times, there has only been a banquet to thank teachers, so how can there be a banquet to accept apprentices?

Xiong Bichen said with a smile, "The prince is joking. This time, I came to Beijing alone. I have to prepare in a hurry. I am afraid I will disappoint the prince!"

It was inevitable for him to accept a disciple, which everyone knew was inevitable, but there was no need to do it in a grand way.

King Zhongshun said, "The old gentleman is too stingy. At your current age, Jia Cong, the disciple, is probably going to be a closed disciple. Is it possible that the old gentleman still refuses to buy you a glass of thin wine?"

Make your attitude clear, and you must have a glass of wine.

Xiong Bichen was able to accept Jia Cong as his disciple. To Jia Zheng, it was really a matter of smoke rising from his ancestral graves. He could not wait to hold a flowing banquet for three days to celebrate this event.

Hearing this, Jia Zheng said hurriedly, "If nothing else, we still have to have this apprenticeship banquet. Yin Sheng wants to choose an auspicious day and set up a few tables at home, and invite the prince and the old gentleman to show their respect."

King Zhongshun didn't answer. It was one thing for him to drink from Xiong Bichen. Not everyone was qualified to buy him a drink.

Xiong Bichen waved his hand, helped Jia Cong out, and said, "Since ancient times, masters and disciples have been like father and son. I accept this child as my disciple. Is it possible that I want to have a meal? It's just a joke!"

"It was Yin Sheng who was so ecstatic for a moment that he wanted to leave!" Jia Zheng was happy for Jia Cong no matter what, but even if Xiong Bichen pointed at his nose and scolded him, he would spit in his face and feel complacent.

Being able to get Xiong Bichen's teachings and spread them out is also a matter of fame for Jia Zheng!
He is a person who studies and pursues progress, but he has no choice but to meet no famous teachers, his talent is limited, and he has achieved nothing in his life, so he has become more and more respectful and admirable to these great Confucian scholars. Today he finally has the opportunity to get close, and he can't wait for Xiong Bichen to scold him more. , he also received guidance from a great scholar.

Jia Cong helped Xiong Bichen into the car. Xiong Bichen lifted the car curtain and told Jia Cong where he lived, "On Gaotou Street in front of Donghua Gate, come over when you have time. I have something to say!"

"Yes, students will go there early tomorrow morning!"

Xiong Bichen nodded, loosened the curtain, and the carriage moved slowly. King Zhongshun followed the carriage as if it were coming, and walked out of Ningrong Street.

Jia Cong stood there, looking at each other, and saw that the carriage had disappeared. He just looked back and turned around. Jia She held a riding whip in his hand and whipped it towards him. "Beast, who asked you to participate in the draft today?"

Jia Cong was about to hide, but saw many people gathered around him. He was afraid that if he hid, he would get a reputation as unfilial, so he curled up and the whip hit his back, wearing a lot of clothes. , coupled with Jia She's physical weakness, it didn't hurt much.

Jia Zheng rushed over and hugged Jia She's hand, "Brother, do you want to make more trouble? Haven't you made enough trouble today? The king's life is difficult, and it's not Cong'er's insistence to participate."

If this word gets out, what will King Zhongshun think?
"I just don't like this evil beast. Jia She swung the whip and swung it at Jia Cong again. Jia Cong stood still, only turned around and still took it hard with his back. Jia Zheng grabbed the tail of the whip, "Brother, are you really going to cause trouble for the family? "

He was so angry that his face turned purple, his eyesight went dark, and he fell towards Jia She, which frightened Jia She so much that he ignored Jia Cong and ordered someone to carry Jia Zheng in.

In the Rongqing Hall, when the old lady heard that Baoyu had failed to submit the exam, she did not feel that her precious grandson was incompetent. Instead, she resented all the grandchildren who had failed to submit the exam. "This is not the top scholar, so why are you writing articles? Those They know the ideas and principles, and they are so capable. I want to see what good they can write!"

The old lady got angry, and there was silence in Rongqing Hall. When Baoyu came in crying, covering his face, the maid at the door exclaimed "Master Bao's face", and the whole Rongqing Hall exploded.

While Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang ordered people to call the imperial doctor, they looked at the raised mark on Baoyu's face and cried uncontrollably, "What's going on? Who is this evil person?"

The old lady was about to take the things out and said, "If anything goes wrong with Baoyu, I will fight you to the death. I want to see who could do such a cruel thing!"

Baoyu cried to Raja's mother, "It's me!"

The old lady said "Ah", "My son, how did you get yourself into this? Where is your father? Aren't you watching from the side?"

"It's better than archery, and I've never done it before. King Zhongshun is just like Zhong Kui. He scared me before. I was scared when he was next to me, and I accidentally shot myself."

Baoyu covered his face and screamed. Wang Xifeng hurriedly asked someone to bring Baidu pills, crushed them with wine, and ordered them to apply them on Baoyu's face.

The old lady asked someone to help Baoyu lie down on the kang, and she stayed by the side, crying. Mrs. Wang felt distressed. Xifeng carefully examined Baoyu's face and said, "Fortunately, my eyes were not hurt. , What a blessing among misfortunes!”

After a while, the maid came over and reported the situation there simultaneously, saying that "Master Cong won the first place, and Prince Zhongshun gave him a bow. Originally, the prince and Mr. Xiong only reported Master Cong into the palace, but the eldest master said... The third master is not bad either..."

Mrs. Wang felt very uncomfortable when she heard that. In order to compete for a candidate to inherit the title, her son not only failed to win, but was also injured like this. Jia Cong and Jia Huan, a concubine, had such an opportunity.

"That's enough, why are you talking about this?" The old lady was so angry that she couldn't even care about her bearing. If she hadn't seen Baoyu like this and needed to accumulate virtue, she might have attacked the maid.

After applying the medicine, Baoyu felt a little better, so he looked towards Daiyu and others. Seeing that the sisters were all worried about him, he felt that the wounds on his face no longer hurt, and stretched out his hand to Daiyu, "Sister Lin, Sit over here and talk to me."

Seeing that Baoyu still had the energy to care about this, the old lady felt relieved and hurriedly stood up and said, "Good Yu'er, come and stay with your brother, play with him and talk to him, and he won't hurt anymore."

Daiyu had no choice but to come over and not sit on the kang. She only asked someone to move a handful of small spoons, but Baoyu refused and insisted on Daiyu sitting on the kang, so she moved to one side.

Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "The eldest lady is originally a keeper of etiquette. You sisters are the only ones here, and we are usually very friendly. At this time, if he wants you to accompany him, just look at it for the sake of the old lady and me." Bar!"

Xifeng hurriedly picked up Daiyu and put it on the kang, "You two bicker all day long, and then it's like nothing else. With you, he doesn't even need to take medicine. You just want to be ours." Why do you see so many strangers in person?"

Baoyu was particularly impressed by what he said. He just smiled and looked at Daiyu. He saw two clouds flying on Daiyu's cheeks. He became more and more happy when he saw it. He took Daiyu's hand and said, "Sister, I won't let go when I see you." It hurts!" Daiyu was really shy, she quickly retracted her hand and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why are you crying like that if it doesn't hurt?"

She turned away and heard another noise outside. A woman came running quickly and shouted, "Quick, tell the old lady, the master has fainted!"

The mother-in-law’s voice was so loud that people inside had already heard it. Xifeng didn’t even have time to tease Baoyu and Daiyu, so she stepped forward and shouted at the window, “What’s going on? Tell me clearly.” !”

"The eldest master wanted to beat the third master, but the second master was so angry that he fainted!"

"It's this evil again!" The old lady said angrily as she walked out, "Until this evil beast dies, there will be no peace in this family for a moment. Damn that bastard wife, why didn't you die with his mother in the first place! "

Mrs. Wang shed tears again and ordered the maids to take good care of Baoyu. She followed the old lady back to the three small rooms next to the main room. Jia Zheng was already lying on the kang, and a doctor was checking his pulse. Jia She stood aside.

The old lady came in with her daughter-in-law and her mother-in-law. Since they were members of the same family, Jia She did not shy away. After diagnosing the pulse, the doctor said, "The liver and kidney yin are deficient, and the anger attacks the heart. Use a pair of Angong Niuhuang Pills to relieve the pain." It doesn’t matter if you just rest your mind!”

Jia Mu and others felt relieved.

Mrs. Wang cried, "I am an old man, so I should take more care of myself. What could have made me so anxious? He doesn't know how to take care of himself. If something happens, who can Baoyu and I rely on?"

When the old lady heard this, she was reminded, "I heard that it was because of that evildoer Jia Cong, that you risked your own body for such a person?"

"That evildoer deserves to die! I said before that Zhen'er died because of him!" Jia She said angrily.

"You have raised such a good thing, but you have brought so much trouble to the whole house that there is no peace inside and outside!" Jia Mu scolded, "If it weren't for him, would my Baoyu be like this today?"

When Jia Zheng saw that Jia She was still planning to kill Jia Cong, he felt very depressed. What did these things have to do with Cong'er?
But if he said something in front of Jia Mu, it would hurt the brotherhood in a small way, make the old lady unhappy, and hurt his body in a big way.

"It's because the son is unfilial and makes the mother worried!"

Mother Jia also saw that Jia Zheng had something on his mind, but it was difficult to say it in front of so many people, so she casually asked a few questions about Jianjia. Although she was unhappy with the selection of Jia Cong and Jia Huan, she also knew that At this point, it was of no use, so he said, "Since the second master is fine, you don't have to guard him anymore. Let him rest for two days!"

When there were only three people left in the room, Jia Zheng, Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang, he said as if he was complaining, "Now, Cong'er is no longer what he used to be. Now that he has an official position and has earned so much money outside. With such a great reputation, why bother shouting and killing all day long?"

He touched his face, and on his neck behind his ears, a bloodstain was revealed, which was caused by Jia She's broom. He told the old lady what happened before and after, "Now in the court, although it is said that There is a Supreme Emperor, but sooner or later, the country will be handed over to the Emperor. The loyal and obedient King is loyal to the Emperor, and he is also the son of the Supreme Emperor. If a family like ours is safe and orderly, nothing will happen to it, but if If you take the initiative to provoke someone, wouldn’t it be self-destruction?”

It's not that the old lady doesn't understand this truth, but she just thinks that Jia Cong is a variable in this house and is beyond her control, so she can't let it go no matter what.

"That's your eldest brother's son. You can't control how he teaches his son, not even me. If you have that energy, why don't you think more about Baoyu. Why did he get hurt like that today?"

It was okay if I didn't say it, but when I did, Jia Zheng thought that Baoyu could hurt himself when he shot an arrow, and he became very angry. He was about to curse a few words, but he was afraid that Jia's mother would be unhappy after hearing this, so he simply kept silent.

Jia's mother was about to say something sternly to Jia Zheng, saying that he didn't care about her son, but seeing that Jia Zheng was like this himself, she was afraid that he would make a fuss again, so she swallowed her words. .

Mrs. Wang wanted to send Jia Mu back, but Jia Mu left her behind and said, "Have a good time taking care of your master!"

Her son's face was still injured, and her husband was lying down again. Mrs. Wang felt as if she was fried in oil, especially the title in the east. Everything she had got was gone. She was like an old lady, not saying that her son was incompetent, but she felt like she was in trouble. His head resented Jia Cong.

When she heard that Aunt Zhao was coming, Mrs. Wang seemed to have grasped something. She ordered Aunt Zhao around, serving tea and pouring water, and then ordered, "The family has been so uneasy these days, let Huan'er copy it." Recite the "Vajra Mantra"."

Aunt Zhao was so happy when she heard that Jia Huan's name was reported to the palace. Jia Zheng was still lying on the kang. Her brows were full of joy and she said with a smile, "Madam said, let him go in a moment." copy."

Seeing her frivolous behavior, Mrs. Wang really added to the problem, "Go over there and watch him copy it. The master won't need you to serve him anymore!"

Aunt Zhao then pulled off her son's ears and went to the three small main rooms in the east corridor. Jia Huan was copying in a pretentious manner, asking Caixia to pour tea, Yu Chuan'er to grind ink, and Jin Chuan to write. Peel an orange for him.

None of the maids in Mrs. Wang's room liked him and ignored him. Only Caixia got along with him. She poured him a cup of tea and whispered, "Just be more peaceful. Why bother bothering with this and that."

Jia Huan snorted, "Don't look down on me. Just go behind Baoyu and me's back. In a few days, when I inherit the title of Dongfu, will I still look at you?"

"You are heartless and haven't reached heaven yet!" Caixia bit her lip and poked her finger at Jia Huan's head.

Jia She entered the painted gate and said loudly, "Where is Jia Cong? Get a big stick! Tie him up with a rope! Bring him to me and beat him to death immediately!"

Jia She finally saw that he and Jia Cong were either the father or the son. Instead of seeing Jia Cong fly into the sky, which would be detrimental to him in the future, it would be better to beat him to death now.

Jia Zhen's death was related to Jia Cong. People outside didn't believe it, but Jia She believed it. Otherwise, for no reason, it was clear that Jia Zhen wanted those refugees to kill Jia Cong. How could those refugees end up doing this? Was he led to Tianxiang Tower by Jia Cong?

At a young age, he relied on his strong waist to be so vicious. He first crippled Jia Zhen, and then simply sent Jia Zhen to prison. He was afraid that Jia Zhen's today would be his tomorrow.

Thinking again, Zhong's mother died in a collision at the door. How many people his father instigated to impeach him and almost lost his title. Zhong has hated him for so many years. Jia Zhen always felt that this mother and son... He's here to claim his life.

In the front yard, a little maid rushed over. She had a good relationship with Liu'er in Jia Cong's yard, and she hurriedly brought a message to Liu'er, "Quick, I'm looking for someone to take the third master! He's going to be beaten to death!"

Jia Cong was sitting on the edge of the Kang, watching Mrs. Zhong sewing clothes for him, and whispered, "My son wasn't beaten badly by him, and it's not like he couldn't hide away. Just in front of so many people. If you hide, you may not be able to say anything, and your reputation will be ruined. Mother, don't worry too much."

"I know that my son is a person who does big things. Whether it is the eldest master or me, I have burdened you too much. You have always been sensible, and I am a useless woman. Even if you worry, it is in vain."

The last stitch had fallen off the robe in her hand. She asked Jia Cong to take off the robe that was torn by the riding whip. She looked around and saw that it fit her perfectly. She didn't know what she was thinking of. She smiled and shed tears for fear of her son. When I saw it, I wiped it off.

When he saw the robe that his son had changed into again, the fabric on the back was ripped until it was ripped. You can imagine what kind of cruelty Jia She had done. Mrs. Zhong was filled with hatred, and she just wanted to get a pair of scissors. Jia She was cut into pieces.

Jia Cong was turning around to let his mother look behind him, but he didn't see it. He only said, "Qian'er, Mr. Jing over there told his son that the palace has already chosen his son. Today, my son is looking at Mr. Xiong and Mr. Xiong." Your Majesty, my son’s heart is settled. My son is not afraid even if he comes back!”

This was because he suddenly came back to change clothes before. Aunt Zhong was confused, but Jia Cong simply told the truth. Anyway, the result is good now.

Even so, Mrs. Zhong still felt uncomfortable, and she gritted her teeth with hatred for Jia She, "He doesn't want to see my son well!"

"Mom, please be patient for a while. When the son inherits the title over there, you must get the mother out. In the future, if the son serves the mother, no one will bully the mother and son again."

Zhong didn't look up and just asked, "Will there be any changes in Chengjue's matter?"

"So what if there are no variables? The son told his mother a piece of great news. Mr. Xiong accepted his son as his disciple. Once a teacher, he will always be a father. The son has two good masters, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future. Even if there is no With the title of Dongfu, is it possible that there is still no way to reach heaven in this world?"

"Is it true? Mr. Xiong accepted my son as his disciple?" Mrs. Zhong was so happy that she shed tears. She knew Xiong Bichen's reputation and how much her father admired her back then. "It's great that my son has such a blessing." , I feel relieved for my mother."

Liu'er rushed in and said without hesitation, "Third Master, hurry up, run. The eldest master has sent someone to get the Third Master. He said he wants to beat the Third Master to death!"

　Although I only update once a day, the number of words is quite a lot!

　　
　
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