The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 74 Hanlin Classics
In the upper room, Mrs. Xing was in a rare mood. She had treated the Zhongs and their children harshly, which had made the old lady so angry that she had lost all her power as the head of the family.

Although Xifeng did not dare to treat her mother-in-law badly, in the end the power was not in her hands, and she worried about it day and night.

"Congratulations, madam, you can't be soft-hearted this time! If you let the bitch and that little beast tremble again, it will be terrible."

One of Wang Shanbao's servants called him a "bitch" and a "little beast". After hearing this, Mrs. That bitch, take out the 760 and eight taels of silver, and you can’t lose even a penny.”

When Wang Shanbao's family heard this, their eyes lit up, "Madam, the mother and son are so poor that they want to scrape off the ashes from the pot and sell them. The more than 700 taels of silver have probably been spent long ago. , what should I do if I can’t get it out?”

What Wang Shanbao's family thought about was that if they couldn't get it out, Jia Cong's small courtyard would be turned upside down. She couldn't take advantage of the 760 and eighty taels of silver. Could it be that she couldn't take advantage of other benefits?

Wang Shanbao's family kept staring at Jia Cong. After getting the 760 eight taels of silver, they added a lot of things to the small courtyard. They even bought several pieces of leather. Each one couldn't cost dozens of taels of silver?

And that ginseng, I thought that little brat was a good one, so many good ginsengs were sent over there, ah, a poor man from a poor family deserves to eat ginseng, and he is not afraid of shortening his life!

The eldest lady only wants money, and she can't get the free money, but she can get two of these good things, and the beating she received will not be in vain.

When Mrs. Xing heard that Mrs. Zhong and her son actually dared to spend her money, wouldn't this cost her her life?He gritted his teeth and said, "If she can't take it out, let's see how to deal with her!"

Wang Shanbao also had a fierce look in his eyes, "Yin Nucai said, it's better to let her kneel on the magnetic film. It's so late at night that she's so exposed. We can't kill her after one night. It's just a good time to end it!" "

In this way, it would be even cheaper for her to plunder the things in the small courtyard.

The atmosphere in the small courtyard was extremely tense. Qingwen soon inquired about the matters discussed at Rongqing Hall. Huaping did not dare not tell Aunt Zhong about this.

When Aunt Zhong heard that the Jia family was going to impose family laws on their son, she clearly did not intend to save her son's life. She was heartbroken and filled with hatred. She wished that this place, which to her was so gloomy and full of ghosts, could be compared to the underworld. Hell will also burn the dark and dirty Rongguo Duke's mansion to the ground.

Just looking at the girls and maids around her who had been with her for so long and who were loyal to herself and Brother Cong, she couldn't bear to do this cruel thing.

I think back then, my father also taught her that she should be upright and have kind thoughts in her heart.There are many good people in this hell who have never done bad things. If she did this, wouldn't she have killed innocent people?

The thoughts in Mrs. Zhong's mind went back and forth a thousand times, and she grasped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, only to realize that she was just like eight years ago, facing the death of her mother and the death of her father from illness, and she was helpless.

At that time, she still had a child in her belly. Now, her child is older. If she died, there would be no need for Cong'er to come back. How could she fall into the hands of these people?

"Little hooves, let me in. If you dare to stop me, you'll be in trouble!"

There was a loud noise outside the door. When Huaping heard the familiar voice, she shivered all over. She looked at her aunt in horror. She saw her aunt wiped the tears on her face, picked up her skirt and walked out.

"Auntie, you can't go out. Your illness is not cured yet. If you go out, it will make you laugh, and it will be serious!" Huaping stopped her.

"It doesn't matter, why is it so delicate?" Aunt Zhong pushed away the screen and walked outside.

Wang Shanbao's family was afraid that others would take advantage of it, so they only brought two women with whom they were closely related.

As long as Mrs. Zhong can't come up with the money, she will definitely seize the small yard. She will get the majority of the benefits, and she needs someone to support her.

Mrs. Zhong wore a moon-white chinchilla cloak with a pattern of flowers and birds. She stood under the eaves and looked at Wang Shanbao's family in the courtyard, baring his teeth and arrogant. He felt disgusted and said, "Just tell me what you want. What exactly are you going to do?"

"Oh, now I'm shaking. I'm looking at the good son who came out of the womb. He is still favored by the old lady. He doesn't even take a shower to take care of himself. What a Wu'er, he deserves to be like Mr. Bao. He is favored by the old lady. Go away, madam, for your love! Even if the old lady feels pain, it is all in vain. She has caused such a big disaster, yet she still treats herself like a master and shows off her power, and she is not afraid of being blown away by the wind!"

Mrs. Zhong never got used to hearing these curse words, so she just asked, "What is going on? What are your orders, madam?"

If the old lady sends someone here, it won't be the Wang Shanbao family's turn to show off their power here.

"You are also worthy of receiving the monthly payment? My wife deducted your monthly payment before, was it because she was unwilling to give it? You are kind enough to take it calmly? Now why don't you spit out the money quickly, spend it carefully, and buy food? Yeah, once you eat it, you can’t get it out!”

Mrs. Zhong felt sick, turned her head and said to the painting screen, "Go and take out the bag of silver, follow her, weigh it to your wife in person, and say, return the silver intact and we haven't spent a penny!"

Wang Shanbao's family was dumbfounded and didn't believe it at all, but Huaping turned around and brought in a bag of silver. She didn't even change the baggage, it was still the same as when it was brought in. She had tied the knots and never opened them.

How can this be?If this money has never been touched, where did the money spent to buy those good things in this small courtyard come from?

Huaping carried the package and walked to Wang Shanbao's house. He said angrily, "Come on, what are you waiting for? Don't you want money? Who cares about this money?"

Rare is rare, and Huaping was naturally distressed, but the third master gave her a lot of money for expenses, and the aunt saved the money and didn't spend any of it. Huaping knew that the aunt had made up her mind. She was so fed up with the money from the Jia family, how could she still spend the money given by the Jia family?
Since it doesn’t cost anything, just give it away and cut it off cleanly.

A group of four people came to the upper room. Mrs. Where can I find this justice?

Fortunately, Huaping came with the package, followed by Wang Shanbao's family. Seeing the package and its weight, Mrs. Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

Huaping put the silver on the table and bowed, "Madam, this is the original sum of money. My aunt said that not a penny of it was touched, so she returned it to Madam and asked her to weigh it in person to avoid any mistakes. She thought it was My aunt used it."

Mrs. Xing's brain is limited. As long as she sees the money coming back intact, she will never think about where the money spent by Mrs. Zhong and her son these days comes from.
She asked someone to make an appointment to have it weighed, and sure enough, even the small number was the same as before. Naturally, she believed it in her heart. This package had probably never been opened.

At this moment, Zheng Haoshi's family came quickly and said, "Madam, the father-in-laws who are delivering the imperial edict are coming over there. Master, please hurry over!"

When the eldest lady heard this, she became anxious. While asking Wang Shanbao's family to take the money away, she was also worried about what the order was. The room was a mess. Huaping took the opportunity to leave. When she left the house, she looked for a nanny and asked, "What's going on up front?" Is there any news about Third Master?”

The middle gate of Rongguo Mansion had been opened early, and the incense table was placed in Rongxi Hall. Jia She and Jia Zheng, dressed in official robes, led Jia Lian, Jia Huan and others to welcome them out.

Song Hong, the eunuch who was in charge of Linjing Hall and also held the pen, and his entourage dismounted in front of the eaves, walked to the hall with a smile on their faces, and unfolded the bright yellow scroll in their hands, "Secretary order: Grandson of Rongguo Gong Jia Daishan, first-class general Jia She My son, who has been studying with Jia Cong since the ninth grade, is smart and smart, and has outstanding poetry and calligraphy. I would like to express my gratitude to you and give you the classics of the Hanlin Academy..."

Jia She only felt a bang in his head, his ears began to buzz, and there was a flash of golden light in front of his eyes, and his body was crumbling. He never dreamed that just when the old lady relented and was about to punish the bastard according to clan rules. When the Dharma was being carried out, another imperial edict came from the palace.Jia She blurted out immediately, "Father, didn't you just get a title as a ninth grade companion? How can such an evil son like She be so appreciated by the Holy One and be promoted in just one day?"

Song Hong looked at Jia She with squinted eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, and said, "Sir, is it possible that your family wants to resist the imperial edict and be disrespectful?"

Jia Zheng said hurriedly, "I don't dare!"

Jia She finally came to his senses and hurriedly raised his hands above his head, "I obey the order and thank you!"

Song Hong slapped the imperial edict on Jia She's hand angrily, "The emperor ordered that Mr. Xiao Jia be allowed to fast and bathe in the palace. He could use Mr. Xiao Jia's good handwriting to write embroidered calligraphy for the Tao Te Ching for the Supreme Emperor. Looks like, I won’t go home for now, there will be rewards when the words are finished!”

Jia She feels as if he has eaten a piece of dog shit. Jia Cong has not come back yet and is actually left in the palace. How can this black-hearted bastard be so appreciated by the two palaces?

Jia Zheng was overjoyed and beaming. He winked at Jia Lian and asked Jia Lian to prepare a heavy reward. At the same time, he left his father-in-law to drink tea in public and prepare a high-quality banquet.

Song Hong smiled and refused, "Next time! Our family is really happy that the young master in our house can write so well at a young age, so we asked the master for this job and went there in person. To be honest with you, there are still a lot of Things are waiting for our family. We will remember this meal at your family’s house and we will have to ask for a wedding drink sooner or later!”

"You can't get it, you can't get it!" Jia Zheng was so happy that he spoke incoherently.

Many people like Ren Jia's mother looked down upon scholars, but Jia Zheng liked scholars from the bottom of his heart. After the death of his eldest son, he thought that the Jia family would no longer be able to produce seeds of reading. He was depressed for a time, and even felt that his fate was unfair, and often felt that he had failed his ancestors. I felt guilty for my kindness, and never thought that the Jia family would be able to win this honor again.

Although the Hanlin Academy's classics are only from the eighth grade, many times when selecting officials for the top two rankings, they sharpened their heads and studied the Hanlin Academy.

Since the previous dynasty, it has become a law that those who are not qualified scholars cannot enter the Imperial Academy, and those who do not belong to the Imperial Academy cannot enter the cabinet. This has become a law. This dynasty follows the official system of the previous dynasty and unknowingly follows this law.

This is also the reason why the Hanlin quota is so prestigious.

It was getting late, and Song Hong was in a hurry to return to the palace, so he didn't want to stay long.

Jia She and Jia Zheng led everyone to send him away and came back. No matter how unwilling he was, Jia She had to respectfully enshrine the imperial edict conferring Jia Cong on the Hall of Rongxi.

In the Rongqing Hall, Jia's mother was leading Xifeng and Yuanyang to help with the eyes, accompanied by a few respectable nuns, wiping the dominoes.

In the suite, today, Baoyu pestered the old lady to send someone to fetch Shi Xiangyun. The sisters, including Baoyu, were enjoying themselves, listening to Xiangyun chattering.

Daiyu couldn't bear the noise. After listening to it for a while, she went back to her Bisha cupboard, took a book and sat at the table to read.

After a while, Baoyu saw that Daiyu was missing, so she looked for her and asked, "What book is my sister reading?"

Daiyu put down the "Dongshanyuan Poetry Collection" in her hand, tilted her head and looked at Jia Baoyu with a pair of eyes as bright as glass, "I am reading the "Four Books", and I will be the top scholar in the future!"

After she arrived, she had several quarrels with Baoyu.

The old lady also persuaded her twice to eat in one place and sleep in the same place, and they reconciled again. However, there were good times and bad times, and the good times were not as good as before. When the bad times were bad, they were not as noisy as before. So fierce.

Baoyu was also persuaded twice by the attackers, and he always made small gestures in front of Daiyu.

Daiyu speaks more harshly. As time goes by, he knows that she is used to this, and feels that this is the way it should be. A girl like her will always be right no matter what she does or says, as long as she understands Just be on your own.

Xiang Yun also followed in and said with a smile, "Sister Lin, second brother, you are so naughty every day, I finally came here, but you don't even pay attention to me!"

Daiyu put down the book and said with a smile: "But he bites his tongue and loves to talk. He can't even call me "second" brother. He just loves his brother. When he comes back to play Go, it's your turn to make trouble again. I love you three, four, five."

Baoyu smiled and said, "You've gotten used to him, and he'll even bite you tomorrow."

Shi Xiangyun said: "If he doesn't let others go, it's not good to pick on others. You are better than others in the world, and you don't have to make fun of everyone when you see them."

Daiyu felt uncomfortable in her heart. She didn't know how her family would deal with her brother Cong San, but she saw Baoyu acting like nothing was wrong, playing around with her sisters, as if nothing happened at home.

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became.

That one is still a child of the Jia family, but she is alone, living under the roof of others, without her mother, and only one father is left. Now she is far away, and she doesn’t know how many times she will see him again in this life, let alone no one. People make their own decisions.

He also told her how to be happy.

"I'm not better than the world, and I don't have to make fun of anyone. If you dislike me, leave me as soon as possible, and I won't blame anyone!" As soon as Daiyu said this, her tears rolled down, and she came up with a burst of coughing. He quickly pinched the veil to cover his mouth.

Baoyu was anxious on the side, "Why are you like this? It has nothing to do with you whether brother Cong is good or not. Why are you worrying so much for such an irrelevant person?"

It turned out that Baoyu was looking at the collection of poems Daiyu was holding, and what he opened was the poem "Farewell to Senior Brother" by Jia Cong. He felt sour in his heart, so he said this.

"You are going to die, who am I worried about in vain?" Daiyu was shocked when she heard this, and she coughed out a mouthful of blood, turning the white veil into red.

In the room, not only Baoyu was anxious, Zijuan and others were also so frightened that their faces turned pale. At this moment, there was another noise outside, saying that someone had come to deliver the imperial edict, and all the young and old men in the family went to receive the edict.

　It's a little late today, I haven't saved my manuscript, so I'm so passive.

　　I hope I can save at least one chapter today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)