Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 109 The Rhyme of Limited Bottle
  After the meal, they rinsed their mouths and drank tea, and the girls removed the table seats.

Mrs. Zhen said: "Brother Cong came to Jinling to do something?"

Jia Cong cheered up and said in an understated tone: "That's it. Uncle Lin has been too busy with official duties recently. He is very tired and seriously ill. Fortunately, he is getting better now.

Because I was ordered to take his autographed letter to pay homage to Shibo, I asked Shibo to come forward and say hello to the government offices in various places in the south of the Yangtze River, asking them not to cause trouble to the salt government and treat the salt government offices as if they were nothing. In order to deal with this, Uncle Lin They are all tired and sick. "

Old Mrs. Zhen nodded and said: "I see, it's just a trivial matter. It's just that your uncle is busy these two days. You can stay here first, and he will talk to you when he is free. You just happen to be busy traveling and traveling, so you will be at home these two days." Haosheng and the sisters are joking around, okay?"

Jia Cong said with a smile: "Thank you, old lady. This matter is not urgent at all. I'll talk about it when you have time, uncle. My old house has not been inhabited for a long time and is empty. Where can an old lady live here? It's rare to come out." You must be stubborn and stubborn.

By the way, I forgot to tell the old lady, so Cong also brought some gadgets to the old lady and several other wives and sisters. Just talk about your feelings and don't make fun of them. "

The steward's wife hurriedly handed over the gift list. Everyone laughed, Brother Cong was quite cheerful.

Zhen Yingjia's wife, the eldest wife smiled and said: "Brother Cong, you are too outspoken. Just come when you come, and you have to bring something with you. Isn't it awkward?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "They are just some knick-knacks, not worth much. They are all prepared by the old ladies at home according to your preferences. They insisted on me bringing them, saying that they are sending goose feathers from thousands of miles away. The gift is light but the affection is heavy."

For example, the old lady likes to listen to books, so she brought some fresh storybooks from Shenjing; the eldest lady likes to recite Buddha, so she brought a copy of the Heart Sutra handwritten by Master Xuanzang..."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhen Yuan and continued: "Third sister likes poetry, so she brought a volume of new works by talented men and women in Shenjing City..."

"Then what did you bring me?" Zhen Baoyu interrupted, secretly saying that no matter what you say, I just say I don't like it.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "You will definitely like what Baoyu gives you."

"Oh? Really?" Zhen Baoyu sneered, do you think I am a country bumpkin who has never seen the world?
  Jia Cong smiled and said, "I know Baoyu likes his daughter, so I brought you a picture of Gu Kaizhi's Luo Shen Fu. Do you like it?"

Baoyu was surprised: "You actually found Gu Kaizhi's painting of Luo Shen Fu?"

Gu Kaizhi was a great painter in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Later generations praised his paintings for "wonderful imagination" and "depicting the spirit with form", especially the portraits of workers, and his paintings of Luo Shenfu are treasures handed down from generation to generation. How could Zhen Baoyu not be surprised?

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Baoyu is an expert, you can tell it at a glance."

The eldest lady smiled and said: "Brother Cong has brought us such a heavy gift. Aren't you sisters going to hold some poetry party tomorrow? You'd better ask Brother Cong to be your host."

Zhen Baoyu looked at the sword on Jia Cong's waist and said with a hint of disdain: "Brother Cong can write poetry? I only heard that Brother Bao of Rongguo Mansion can write poetry, but I have never heard of other brothers who can write poetry. "

Jia Cong secretly thought, God help me, and said with a smile: "I can't make any good poems with this little ink. It's not as good as Baoyu. As long as the sisters don't think I'm crude, I can wash the pen and grind the ink for you guys."

Zhen Yuan, Zhen Xiu and other sisters' eyes lit up. Hearing this, Brother Cong could also compose poems.

The next morning, Jia Cong was invited by the girl to the Nanglu Pavilion in the back garden of Zhen's house. Hundreds of peonies were planted outside the large flower hall. At this time, the flowers were in full bloom. From a distance, they looked like red clouds. Qiansha is spread all around.

Jia Cong walked in along the flower path. Inside, five sisters from the Zhen family and several sisters-in-law had already arrived. When they saw him coming in, they all stood up to greet him. Zhen Baoyu was already impatient and said hurriedly: "Brother Cong, please sit down as soon as possible. Today we will use peony flowers as the theme. As for the rhyme, just say whatever you want." He pointed to a girl at the door.

The girl looked at the Lang Kiln red glaze pierced straight mouth bottle on the table and said casually: "Bottle."

Zhen Xiu smiled and said: "The character "Ping" belongs to the ninth rhyme part of Xiaping, which is 'Nine Green'. The first rhyme must be the character 'Ping'."

Everyone smiled and nodded.

Only Jia Cong looked confused. He didn't talk about martial ethics. What about the part where the time traveler's poems were supposed to impress everyone?
  He knew nothing about the rhymes such as "Thirteen Yuan", "Jiu Qing", and "Eighteen Qiao". He had already thought of a few poems in his mind, but they suddenly had no use for them. He was helpless for a while and stayed there, making a fool of himself. Don't be afraid, the key is that the harem route will be difficult to follow.

Zhen Baoyu looked on with cold eyes. Seeing Jia Cong's confused look, she smiled and said, "Why is Brother Cong so dumbfounded? But he is so popular in poetry?"

Everyone looked over. It would be a disappointment if such a handsome young man could not compose poetry.

Jia Cong had no choice, just like a student who had prepared a cheat sheet to cheat, but found out on the spot that he had failed all the test questions. Ten thousand horses of grass and mud were galloping past in his heart, and he wanted to cry without tears. My intestines are full of regrets. I really should bring Daiyu here. No matter what rhyme you limit, you can make it immediately.

He could only laugh and said: "Everyone, look at what I am doing. You do what you want. I have agreed to wash your pens and polish your ink." After saying that, he walked to Zhen Yuan's little table and sat down naturally, and said with a smile: "Third sister You write, and I will grind the ink for you."

Naturally, everyone refused.

Chu Chan, the eldest daughter-in-law of Zhen Yingjia, said with a smile: "Brother Cong, don't be lazy. We are all sisters. We are not allowed to cheat. Even if you don't do well, who will laugh at you?"

Jia Cong saw that Chu Chan was only twenty years old, but her appearance was not inferior to that of Zhen Yuan. She had a lily bun on her head, jasper bat beads in her hair, and she was wearing a sapphire blue dress with blooming flowers. Dress, with a beaded purple gold Ruyi bracelet and a Hetian white jade hollow ice-cracked plum blossom bracelet on her wrist. The double bracelets jingled when she moved. Her breasts were high, her figure was graceful, and she had a mature and feminine charm.

"Sister-in-law, please be merciful. Cong really can't do it, so it's better to do odd jobs to avoid making people laugh." Jia Cong hurriedly begged for mercy.

Zhen Xiu smiled and said, "Well, you brother Cong is not honest. Since you are just a handyman, why do you only serve the third sister and treat me like nothing?"

Everyone laughed and looked at Jia Cong and Zhen Yuan with some scrutiny.

"Sister, what are you talking about!" Zhen Yuan was so embarrassed that she stood up and rushed towards Zhen Xiu.

Jia Cong didn't care about this Yun Danfengqing joke, and said with a smile: "Isn't this the third sister leaving me? I first served the third sister, and then I served the eldest sister. In fact, my admiration for the eldest sister is more than that of the third sister. Above all, not to mention laying out paper and grinding ink, even pinching shoulders and beating legs, Cong is also willing."

Everyone started laughing again, and the adult sisters-in-law just looked at the group of children joking with their faces and did not stop them.

Zhen Yuan had a fight with the eldest sister Zhen Xiu and said, "Brother Cong, go and serve the eldest sister first, lest she always hurt me with guns and sticks."

"Okay." Jia Cong walked over with a smile, bowed, stared into Zhen Xiu's eyes, and said, "What are your orders, elder sister? I will obey all orders."

How could Zhen Xiu, a lady like this, be looked at like this by her husband? She quickly turned to the side and said in embarrassment: "Brother Cong, don't talk nonsense. Sit down quickly. If you can't do it, I will punish you."

(End of this chapter)