The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 3 Unworthy Descendants
The door curtain sounded, and a gust of cold wind came in, followed by a crying screen with empty hands.

After she came in, she covered her face with her hands, trying desperately to restrain herself from crying, but no matter what, she couldn't restrain the tears from rolling down her face.

Jia Cong let go of Zhong's hand and walked to Huaping. He saw that there was still unpleasant smell of soup on her body, and there were two slightly familiar pickle leaves on her trousers. Although he had already guessed something about it, he still lightly He pushed the screen gently to the outside and asked, "Did those people in the kitchen bully you?"

"Third Master! Those prostitutes are too much, too much. I took twenty penny and asked for a bowl of egg custard, but they didn't give it to me. They also said that we used to ask for things and pretended to be sick every day. Eat well and lose them a lot of money."

Huaping was so aggrieved that she choked with sobs. When she went there, she thought that the third master wanted to eat the egg custard himself and insisted on spending all the twenty coins left in the house. At this time, the people in the kitchen were angry and started to eat custard everywhere. Prefer Jia Cong.

"I didn't see the master of any house eating a bowl of custard and looking at the expression on the cook's face, so I couldn't help but tell the difference."

She said in one breath, "Mrs. Fei happened to be here. How does this matter have anything to do with her? She just put her hands on her hips and scolded her, even the third master took her with her. I really couldn't listen, so I just said, "third master" No matter what I say, I am still the master. She is a slave. How can it be her turn for the third master? She raised her kick and kicked our food box away. I went to grab it. The food box fell into pieces and a piece popped up. , it hurt my forehead."

"Sit down, let me see!"

Although the painting screen is not the one that can overwhelm frost and snow, it is still beautiful and delicate, and it is also in the cardamom years, and it looks pleasing to the eye.

She was more than a head taller than Jia Cong. Jia Cong looked up and couldn't see her forehead clearly, which was covered by bangs.

Huaping sat down on the chair. Jia Cong pushed aside her bangs and saw a big red spot on her smooth and delicate forehead. In a short while, she had a bulge.

Jia Cong's eyebrows darkened. He raised his feet and walked out. Huaping reacted and took his hand, "Third Master, forget it! It's not worth arguing with them as a screw-up guy. You don’t have to make people laugh. In two days, I will embroider a few more handkerchiefs and buy them, and buy a bowl of custard for Third Master from outside to eat."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Do you think I want to eat it myself? I saw my aunt was so sick, so I wanted to give it to her."

Huaping seemed to be in a much better mood. She pursed her lips and looked at Jia Cong. There were still crystal tears hanging on her curled eyelashes, but she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips, "But no matter what, you are Master, you can’t argue with those people, the third master is also a student in our family after all!”

"I don't care about them. It's not of much use if I care about them." Jia Cong held Huaping's wrist and gently opened it, "You stay in the room and take good care of my aunt. I'll be right back!" "

"But Third Master has to tell me where to go!" Huaping stamped his feet anxiously, "My aunt woke up soon and asked, what should I say?"

Snow is falling from the sky, ink clouds are rolling, and the wind and snow are rolling in the air, just like the heavy and breathless anger in his chest at this time, "Just say that I can go outside to see what can be done." We can't ask someone to borrow a few dollars to make things happen. My aunt's illness can't be delayed any longer. The weather is getting colder and colder day by day. Neither you nor my aunt have winter clothes. If you get sick from the cold later, what should I do?"

He thought that Jia Cong, who later appeared in Cao Gong's works in the book, must have no aunt, no painting screen, and only a nanny in front of him, so Mrs. Xing pointed her nose and scolded, "Look for live monkeys there!" Your nanny is dead, and she doesn't take care of you. She has black eyebrows and a black mouth, and she looks like a kid studying in a big family!"

This is his only frontal appearance in "A Dream of Red Mansions", but it is so disgraceful.

Later, when he was called by Duke Cao, he would either accompany Jia Huan or be in the New Year's Eve sacrificial team, lining up behind Jia Lian in a serious manner, and then offering silk.

Jia Cong stood under the eaves of the corridor, feeling the cold air. As if nothing had happened, he dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, held the hem of his robe, and walked forward along the corridor.

A group of people came towards them, and the one walking at the front was Mr.

Next to her was a little girl, who was in her late teens, short, with a double bun on her head, and two milky white pearls hanging down on both sides. She was wearing a sky blue cloak, with a wind collar around her neck. The hair made her small face only as big as a palm.Yan Yan's eyebrows are slightly furrowed, her eyes are open as if weeping, her expression is full of sorrow, and she is delicate and disease-ridden. She is as quiet as a beautiful flower shining on the water, and moves like a weak willow supporting the wind.

Just like Lin Daiyu.

Seeing this person, Jia Cong knew that what Cao Gong wrote was true.Although the girl in front of her is young, she behaves well and has a charming air about her that only a family with bells and pans and a scholarly family can cultivate.

The four generations of Lin family's ancestors came to Lin Ruhai. They were born in the imperial examination, and they were chosen to be the most outstanding candidates with criminal records.

The titles of princes first appeared in the Warring States Period.Qin was called Chehou, ranking first in the twenty-level nobility system.During the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, to avoid taboos, he was renamed "Lihou".

In the world of Red Mansions, the wealth and literary talent of the Lin family can be said to be enough to crush the four major families in the Guardian Talisman.

Jia Cong did not expect that today would be the day when Lin Daiyu entered the mansion. In order not to cause trouble, Jia Cong took two steps back towards the pillar and stood with his head bowed, waiting for Mrs. Xing and others to pass by.

Daiyu clearly saw him, she looked over with a pair of eyes, and her eyes met each other. Doubt suddenly appeared in her bright eyes, but she also pursed her lips tightly, and followed Xing's back obediently, keeping her mouth shut.

Snow was falling heavily, and the three animal-headed doors in front of the Rongguo Mansion were tightly closed. In front of the two large stone lions buried in the snow, there were cars and horses.

On the corner door next to it, a few gesticulating people sat on big benches with their chests raised and their bellies folded, talking about various things. Even in the cold wind, they did not shrink.

On the other hand, Jia Cong was wearing a jacket that had been washed white and set off his thin body. It was as thin as paper, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

He was wearing a pair of single shoes, which were already soaked while walking in the snow.

The snow is getting heavier, and in the late winter, there are many people busy with life. A snow path has been cleared on Ningrong Street, where people selling food and toys carry the burden of business and come and go.

The courtyard where Jia She lives has two separate black gates, sandwiched between the gates of Ning Rong's second mansion, and very close to each other in the west of the private alley.

Seeing Jia Cong coming out of the painted door, someone at the concierge noticed him and pointed, and a dozen or so people quickly looked over. When they realized who it was, they didn't take it seriously and started talking and laughing among themselves.

Jia Cong walked west towards the gate with three animal heads. When he arrived at the bottom of Taiji, he faced the gate, put the hem of his coat under his knees, knelt down in a straight position, and bowed his head. Next, "Jia Cong, the unscrupulous descendant of the Jia family, begged his father, Jia Sheng, to have mercy on my aunt. He gave me three meals and a thin coat for my mother and son. When I grow up in the future, I will pay back tenfold. I am deeply grateful!"

What he said was strange, his voice was clear, and it was clear to the ears, but it made people unable to figure out the deep meaning for a long time.

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