The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 4 See you late
Everyone on the concierge looked over blankly, and the pedestrians passing by also stopped. They looked at the children shrouded in snow in the cold wind, with pity in their eyes.

"Jia Cong, the unworthy descendant of the Jia family, begged Jia She, the grandson of Rong Guogong and the hereditary first-class general Jia She, to have mercy on my aunt and give up three meals for my mother and son and a thin coat. When I grow up in the future, I will pay back ten times. Anyway, I can’t thank you enough!”

Jia Cong spoke loudly again. A seven-year-old child, less than three feet tall, was kneeling in the snow. His clothes were thin, but there was no sign of shivering. He put his hands on the ground, but his shoulders and back were spread out, showing no signs of shrinking. No one is unmoved.

Jia Cong repeated it over and over again. His voice and words were blown out by the wind and entered people's ears. Even the traffickers and foot soldiers understood the deep meaning.

The older porter jumped up anxiously, rushed into the corner door, and reported the situation inside. Three groups of people went east, west, and north to report to Jia Zheng, Jia She, and Jia Mu respectively. Know.

The black door opened slowly, and a fragrant car drove out. In the car sat Daiyu, who had just gone to visit Jia She, but was rejected with high-sounding reasons.

"I haven't been feeling well for the past few days. When I see the girl, we feel sad for each other. We can't bear to see each other for the time being. I advise the girl not to be sad and homesick. Follow the old lady and aunt, just like at home. Even though the sisters are clumsy, we can all be with each other, so it can be solved. If you have any grievances, just speak your mind and don't be heretical." Daiyu's mind was still echoing with the servant's words relayed by Jia She, and she couldn't help but lower her head. There was an indescribable depression in her chest, unable to Dismissal.

When the carriage passed behind Jia Cong, she heard Jia Cong's words clearly. She couldn't help but stretched out her slender fingers and opened a corner of the carriage curtain. When she saw Jia Cong kneeling on the ground, a chill spread throughout her body. Her whole body.

Jia She was still having fun with his concubines. He covered his eyes with a silk ribbon, and a room full of concubines surrounded him. Not to be outdone, he shouted, "Master, come on, come here!"

The room was steaming with steam and the make-up was rich. Jia She opened her mouth, revealing her yellow teeth. He groped around, took a concubine into his arms, and chewed on it.

The steward hesitated in front of the door, in a dilemma. In the end, he still didn't dare to disturb the master's Gao Le, stamped his feet, turned around, and reported to the Xing family.

Mr. Xing had just sent Daiyu away and was sitting in the room drinking tea.

Wang Shanbao's family was chatting with the parents to relieve her boredom, "She can talk. When the second wife asked, everything was done properly. Where did the monthly money go? It was just a few places. Forget it, those who are careless will not see the money until long ago!"

It's Wang Xifeng.

The master and servant led Daiyu out of Rongqing Hall. Just when they were inside, Jia Zheng's wife, Wang, asked Sister Feng, the manager of the house, "Have you let the monthly money go?"

Everyone in the whole family knew that Wang Xifeng took charge of the huge Rongguo Mansion by virtue of her status as Mrs. Wang's niece. She was as bold as the sky. She took out the monthly money from the mansion and put usury money outside. All the interest money earned during the year fell into her pocket.

Mrs.

Wang Shanbao's family hurriedly said yes. He saw a daughter-in-law wandering around outside and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Oh, ma'am, this is terrible. I don't know who instigated Mr. Cong to kneel outside in the snow, saying that he was asking for mercy and asking a doctor to treat his biological mother, Aunt Zhong. Sick, how many people are you laughing at?"

Mrs. Xing seemed to have never heard of it. Although Wang Shanbao's family felt that it was inappropriate, she could see her wife's virtue. And after hearing what she just said, she knew what kind of heart she had. She couldn't help but scold this woman, "You are blind and can't twist your heart." , I don’t want the master to know about this matter, Baba comes to my wife to talk about it!”

The daughter-in-law was scolded, and knowing that she had done something wrong, she knelt down and kowtowed to apologize.

Mrs. Xing held her head and stretched out a hand to the maid, "I just came here, the wind blew, and now I have a headache!"

The maid helped her into the back room.

Daiyu entered the Rong Mansion, and the mothers-in-law took her to Mrs. Wang's place to meet Jia Zheng.Jia Zheng was trapped in the outer study at this time. Jia Yucun took Lin Ruhai's letter and handed over his nephew's name card, asking to see Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng has always liked scholars, and Jia Yucun was born in the second rank of Jinshi, and he was introduced by Lin Ruhai, a former convict, so there was naturally a lot of praise in the book. After the two met, they talked happily, looking like they were late. .

"I had the ambition to serve the country last time. Why don't disciples of the emperor have a heart of loyalty to the emperor? Unfortunately, the officialdom is difficult and the times are not good. It is counterproductive. The ambition of peace and security for the people is empty, but there is nowhere to put it into practice." Jia Yucun said Sigh, talking about his own experience.

Ten years ago, he was a poor scholar who lived in the Hulu Temple. With the support of Zhen Shiyin, the eunuch from the neighboring village, he went to Beijing to take the exam. He passed the exam and was elected to the foreign class. After a few years, he was promoted to the prefect.

Unexpectedly, less than a year ago, due to various reasons, his superiors found him wrong and participated in a book. Although he was spared from jail, he was dismissed from his post and was dismissed.

"Life is impermanent, and my nephew should not worry about the past. The emperor is so gracious that he will be reinstated, and my nephew is so talented. As long as the time comes, why worry about being reinstated?"

"The matter of fortune needs to be paid more attention to by Master Shibo!"

"When the imperial court employs people, since it is the emperor's salary, it should share the worries of the emperor and his father and recommend talents. This is the duty of the emperor!"

Jia Yucun finally breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Ruhai did not bully him.

Since Jia Zheng's words have a century-old foundation here, as long as they are willing to help, it should be easy to find a reinstatement for himself.

After all, he also accepted a good student and benefited from his students.

For a while, the conversation was very lively, and several staff members nearby also echoed.

The fragrance of tea lingers, and on the high table in the room, there are early-blooming wintersweets in an elegant sky-blue glazed plum vase with purple and red spots. The fragrance is lingering, mixed with the fragrance of royal lilies that escape from the Xuande furnace. People are relaxed and happy.

"Who is sneaking around at the door? Come in and tell me something!" Jia Zheng said displeased.

Lai Da came in bravely.

Logically speaking, since he holds the position of chief manager of Rong Mansion, it would be no longer his turn to intervene in other minor matters, but today's matter was something he had never encountered before in his previous life.

Rongfu's face was picked off today, stepped on the ground and beaten!
"Master, something is wrong!" Lai Da didn't know whether he was angry or frightened. He was trembling when he spoke. "Brother Cong over there didn't know whether he took the wrong medicine today or was... The man was so confused by the instigation that he knelt at the gate and cried non-stop!"

"Why is he crying?"

When Lai Da saw the master's careless look, he knew that the master must have made a mistake.

After all, as a seven-year-old child, who would have known that he would have such great ambition to do such an earth-shattering move.

Lai Dashi explained the matter in detail.

　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)