The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 8 Zijian’s Talent
Xia Jin was the steward, holding on to the shaft and walking beside the carriage. Although he was over fifty years old and had white hair on his temples, his clothes were thin and he was not cold. On the contrary, there were white smoke coming out of his head, and his steps were steady and his breath was long. , we can see that this person is extraordinary.

"The princess is a woman, and Young Master Jia is a man. If he is over seven years old, he will not be allowed to sit at the same table. The prince will not allow it!"

"Huh, I want it!" He probably knew that his request was a bit fanciful. Even though he was unwilling to accept it, Xian Ning could only suppress it and vent his anger on Jia She, "That bad old man from the Jia family is really Yes, it made me sick today."

Xia Jin smiled and said, "Princess, if word of today's incident spreads, it will definitely not be a good thing for Mr. Jia's family!"

"I know! Do you think I don't know what you have in mind? You are afraid that my father will punish you, so I won't tell you!"

"Thank you, Princess!" Xia Jin smiled. He did have selfish motives. He was afraid that the prince would find out and blame him, saying that he did not stop the Princess.

The farce seemed to have come to an end. As the carriage of Prince Zhongshun slowly drove away, Jia Cong got the cloak and after a few words with Jia Zheng, he followed Jia She into the black oil gate.

The protagonist has left the scene, and the onlookers have also dispersed.

This news inevitably spread to Rongqing Hall. When Daiyu came back from Mrs. Wang, she heard the mothers-in-law discussing. Mrs. Wang didn't know what was going on, but Daiyu knew it well and didn't say anything. , just pretend not to hear.

When we were at the second aunt's place just now, the second aunt did not send someone to invite the second uncle over. Instead, she said casually, "Your uncle is fasting today, goodbye." She also said something about getting along with sisters and not with cousins. If Baoyu touches it.

If she hadn't seen that scene at the gate, Daiyu might not have thought much about it, but when she saw that her cousin, who was a concubine, was like this in the house, and her two maternal uncles treated her like this, she understood why.

"You bastard, evil beast, truly a heartless seed, how could you do such a thing! Are all the people on the boss's side dead? Why don't you call them here? I'd like to ask them carefully. , top and bottom, if you work together to hide it from me, what kind of trouble will you cause?"

At the door, the maid was about to open the curtain, and when she heard Jia Mu's voice inside, Mrs. Wang dared to come in. She gently shook her hand, took two steps back, and asked in a low voice, "What happened? This It’s just one meal!”

While he was talking, Jia Zheng had already led people over. Daiyu hesitated for two steps and stepped aside.

Mrs. Wang rushed over in a panic, but Jia Zheng ignored her and waved to the maid. The maid hurriedly announced, "The second master is here!"

"Don't let him in yet!" Jia Mu was furious and slapped the Kang table.

Jia Zheng went in, and Mrs. Wang and Daiyu had no choice but to follow.

After Yingchun and others waiting in the room paid tribute to Jia Zheng, they were led into the Bisha cupboard by Li Wan, and Daiyu naturally followed.

The maids and ladies in the house were led out by Sister Feng, leaving only the old lady, the eldest maid Yuanyang and Jia Zheng and his wife in front of them.

Daiyu and the others did not dare to express their anger. Li Wan and the others only knew that something happened in the long house, and they did not know what it was. Only Daiyu could not get out of her mind was kneeling in the snow. The thin figure inside and the stubborn temperament of the cousin.

The voices from outside came in.

Jia Zheng was talking to Jia Mu about what happened outside. Until now, he could only calm down the matter and said, "Who would have thought that although this child is young, he has great talent. This talent is much better than that of Zijian back then. Don't hesitate to make more concessions. Although there are many disgraceful things today, this child's talent has made a name for himself, and it is also a great addition to our Jia family."

Mother Jia snorted coldly, "He said that he wants his father to expel him from the Jia family. Listen to this and speak up and shut up about the Jia family. Has he ever regarded himself as the Jia family?"

Jia Zheng was enlightened and thought about it carefully, and it was really like this.But what can be done?The Jia family really had no kindness towards that child.

But no matter how upright Jia Zheng was, he couldn't say this.

If he were an ordinary child and a concubine, it would not be difficult to eliminate him from the house. But today, the child used two five-character poems to become famous and got into the eyes of the nobles. No matter how angry he was, they had no choice but to Swallow it.

Jia Mu also thought about it. She was very angry and had no choice but to ask, "Do you know who changed that poem?"

Jia Zheng shook his head. He was just a member of the Communist Party of China and had no contact with the real nobles. How could he know the identity of the other party? Only by looking at the black fox fur cloak and Jiang silk fabric could he know that the other party was extraordinary.

"My son doesn't know yet."

This is what is really scary.

When Jia Mu was a girl, she was the daughter of a marquis. After entering the Rongguo Mansion, she started out as a grandson's daughter-in-law, and now she has become an old feudal prince herself. She has met so many people and experienced so many things!
As soon as the leaves fell and autumn arrived, Jia Mu knew that someone who was not easy to mess with had interfered in this matter, and it was not just their family's business.

Jia Mu snorted coldly, "Ask an imperial doctor to help treat that prostitute, but don't make it through this winter!"

She asked again, "Is that Mr. Zhong?"

"Yes!" Jia Zheng also understood what his mother meant by asking this question. "Mr. Zhong" was really a thorn in the heart of Rongguo Mansion. The danger back then still makes them palpitate when they think about it. Afraid.

This is really more disgusting than eating a piece of shit!

In the room, Daiyu and others listened to the whole thing word for word. She had just passed by the door and only glanced at it vaguely. She didn't know that there were two more poems. At this time, she was tasting this poem and appreciating the poems. I have to admire my cousin's talent and resourcefulness.

If not, he might not be able to get through in front of the elders today!
The sisters in the room were sitting like spring logs. No one knew what she was thinking. She was obviously the same as Jia Cong, the son of the concubine of the pardoning master. It should be expected that there should be sympathy for each other, but due to her temperament, she was dull and afraid of getting into trouble. Of course I don't dare to mess with him at all.

Xichun is young, she is the sister of Jia Zhen in Ningguo Mansion. Although she was raised under the lap of the old lady here, she also understands the difference between things. She doesn't dare to show much emotion except to listen to the excitement.

On the other hand, Tanchun, with a cheerful temperament, dipped his fingers in tea and wrote the poems he had just heard on the table. It was like eating a table full of dishes that he liked. The more he tasted them, the more joy he felt in his heart. "Liang Shang Shuang" The dedication and deep affection of parents for their children in "Swallow" and the pursuit of noble character in the poem "Plum Blossom" all move people's hearts.

"Sister-in-law, I really didn't expect that Brother Cong could write such a good poem!" Tan Chun sighed in admiration.

Li Wan only smiled. She was the widow of Mrs. Wang's eldest son Jia Zhu. She devoted herself to raising her only son Jia Lan. She was a widow in her youth. Although she was chaste, quiet, elegant and dignified, she didn't care about anything, and she would not say anything at this juncture. Tao four.

In the Bisha cupboard, the oppressive atmosphere outside seeped in unknowingly. When I was feeling uneasy, the maid outside said "Baoyu is back!", like a pardon, making people involuntarily breathe a sigh of relief.

Jia Mu hurriedly greeted him, "Let him come in quickly. It's freezing. Why did he come back just now?"

　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)