Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Seeing that she couldn't push it, Sister Feng had to drink for two minutes. Then the sisters also came, and Sister Feng had to take a sip from each of them.

She suddenly felt uncomfortable in her stomach and had strong qi. Sister Feng retched several times. Fortunately, the rice wine she used today was not high in alcohol content.

Jia Cong watched from the side, thinking that she was pregnant, so he rushed over to support her, and smiled at everyone: "Sister-in-law Feng is feeling a little unwell today. Please stop teasing her. Anyone who wants to toast, come and toast me."

Youshi laughed and said, "I don't know where Feng girl got such good luck to have such a considerate brother. We are not lucky. Even if we drink to death, no one will stop us from drinking. It's really annoying to compare people to each other."

Sister Feng blushed and said, "Sister-in-law is so rude. Is it possible that Brother Cong is just my brother and not yours? Next time you have a baby, just take him with you."

Youshi smiled and said, "That's all. I'm not lucky enough to have a good fortune, but I don't dare to ask my uncle to drink for me. I'd rather get drunk to death alone."

Sister Feng spat and said: "You are often said to be a saw-mouthed gourd, but today you are so talkative and annoying. If you miss today, please be careful.

That's it, I'm drunk too. I'll go back and have a rest, change my clothes and come back, and you can continue drinking. "After speaking, he glanced at Jia Cong.

Ping'er hurriedly came over to help her.

Jia Cong sat at a table with Baochai, Daiyu, Xiangyun and others. When he saw a plate of extremely fat crabs on the table, he smiled and said, "These crabs are pretty good today. Peel a few for me."

Qingwen and Qianxue hurriedly came over to help him peel the crab roe and meat.

Daiyu said with a smile: "Today we prefer the food from Sister Bao's house. Such good crabs, my sister will eat them even if she doesn't eat them."

Jia Cong picked up a piece of crab roe, dipped it in soy sauce, put it in his mouth, and said with a smile: "You can also serve as a host someday, just treat Sister Bao to you."

Daiyu smiled and said, "I don't have a good brother who can find such good crabs for me. How can I entertain guests?"

"Huh? Brother Xue brought it?" Jia Cong asked with a smile. It was normal for Xue Pan to bring some fresh food.

Baochai smiled and said: "A while ago, my brother took advantage of my absence and no one to care about him. He left a message and secretly ran out to do business. He almost had an accident outside. He was so angry that my mother didn't scold him until his back became swollen.

Not hearing that I was back, he hurriedly found a few large baskets of crabs from the farm of the clerk's house and bribed me, hoping that I would help him eliminate the disaster. "

Everyone chuckled, it was quite interesting to have such a funny brother.

Jia Cong smiled. Although Xue Pan was uneducated and overbearing, he had a good nature and valued friendship. He had nothing to say to relatives or friends.

Yin smiled and said: "What happened to Brother Xue? But he was deceived and lost all his money and goods?"

“If it’s a small matter of money, it’s not worth Mom’s anger.

It was said that a few days ago on Ping'an State Road, my brother and the others encountered thieves who robbed the road, robbed goods, and killed and injured several workers.

Fortunately, Leng Erlang Liu Xianglian passed by just now, beat the thief away and saved his life. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous. "Baochai was still a little scared.

Jia Cong comforted him: "This is called Ji people having their own destiny. I have long seen that Brother Liu is extraordinary."

Baochai smiled and said: "Who says it's not the case? Although there were some disagreements between the two of us before, now my brother and Liu Erlang are as good as the same person.

He also sworn sworn brothers in life and death, gave him a house and land, and arranged a marriage for him with his second brother Lian. "

Jia Cong was stunned: "Who decided?"

Baochai looked at Youshi with a smile.

Youshi smiled and said, "It's my third sister. Liu Erlang has given her a family heirloom sword as a betrothal gift."

"Sister You?" Jia Cong blurted out. He suddenly thought of a tragedy. Third Sister You committed suicide in grief and anger because Liu Xianglian regretted her marriage.

Although Jia Zhen died early, the You family sisters were probably not clean for a long time, and they were still in contention with Jia Zhen and Jia Rong. Liu Xianglian came back to inquire about the news, and she might still regret the marriage.

In the eyes of people of this era, the second sister You and the third sister You were incompetent, lewd and despicable, and it was not a pity to die.

In Jia Cong's opinion, there is no need to follow the rules. Young girls are greedy for vanity and make mistakes in many ways. There is no need to beat people to death with a stick, not to mention that the two of them also have regrets.

It's not worth it to watch a beautiful woman die just because of this.

When everyone saw that Jia Cong was silent, he also said that he was attracted by the beauty of Third Sister You. Daiyu sneered and said: "It is a pity to say that this Third Sister is really one of a million, with the appearance of a fish and a goose."

Everyone was busy asking why.

Daiyu said: "If brother Cong came back earlier, he wouldn't have to watch her get married."

Everyone pursed their lips and smiled, looking at Jia Cong playfully.

Youshi was a little embarrassed and said hurriedly: "What do you think Miss Lin said? Third sister is just a wild girl, how can she fall into Brother Cong's eyes?"

Jia Cong smiled and said, "You are so careless and think the worst of people. Third Sister and Brother Liu are a match made in heaven. I am thinking of giving them a gift."

Daiyu snorted arrogantly and ignored him, "I don't know who you are?"

"Where is Brother Liu now?" Jia Cong asked.

"I heard that he went south to visit his aunt, and he will be back in ten and a half months." Youshi said with a smile. She was also happy that her sister could find a home.

Jia Cong nodded, having an idea in his mind, so he put the matter on hold for now.

Suddenly Tan Chun came over and said with a smile: "Today, the second day of September is the official day of our poetry club. Now that you are all back, third brother, it's time to start the club."

Xiangyun clapped his hands and said with a smile: "This is very true. Moreover, there are three more poets: Sister Chan, Sister Qingwen, and Sister Qianxue. It is even more lively. We must start a club."

The three girls of Chu Chan hurriedly laughed and said, "We don't know how to write poems, so we don't dare to attend the meeting."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Sister Chan, don't be modest. I believe that Qingwen and Qianxue can't do it. How can you not write poetry? Besides, the poetry club is just an excuse. It's okay for everyone to be stubborn together."

Chu Chan covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Then I will show off my embarrassment boldly. If I don't do it funny, it will knock your chin off. Don't blame me." Baochai said with a smile: "You can just hide it from them, but you want to deceive me? Who doesn't know you?" She is a famous talented woman from Jinling, what kind of poems and songs do you not know?"

Chu Chan waved her hand and said with a smile: "If a man is not brave enough, he has not touched poems and books for many years, he would have returned them to his husband long ago."

Daiyu smiled and said, "Sister Chan will definitely make a big splash today."

Jia Cong said: "If you are stubborn, I won't go. I have been away from Beijing for three months, and there are a lot of things in the yamen." The main thing is to think about how to deal with the problem of Princess Ruyi.

Xiangyun hurriedly stood up and pulled him, not allowing him to go, saying: "No, you have been running away for three months anyway, can't you just come back for one day that night? I must write a poem today before I let you go."

Jia Cong was calculating the time, and it was time for Sister Feng to come back. He couldn't resist Xiangyun's entanglement, so he smiled bitterly and said, "What poems do you want to make?"

Xiangyun thought for a while and said: "Now that it is the autumn season, it is time to sing chrysanthemums."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Baochai said: "Chrysanthemums are suitable for the scene, but predecessors have done too many, and we are afraid of falling into the conventional style."

Jia Cong said hurriedly: "Although there are many chrysanthemum poems written by predecessors, there may not be many excellent works. You are all talented women. I think you will be able to come up with your own ideas and originality. I think it would be good to open a chrysanthemum club."

Chrysanthemum poems are very common, and he still remembers some of them. If they suddenly thought of writing crab poems, he would not be able to do it even to death.

Daiyu said: "Looking at your complacency, I guess you are almost certain."

Baochai also asked, "Does Cong'er have any good poems?"

Jia Cong thought for a while, but also remembered one or two famous poems about chrysanthemums. He did not forget to pull Baoyu and said with a smile: "Baoyu, the sisters want to open a poetry club and write chrysanthemum poems. Do you have any good poems?"

Jia Baoyu looked confused, smiled awkwardly, and said, "We haven't even eaten this meal yet, and there's already talk of writing poetry. Let me think about it carefully."

Jia Cong smiled "arrogantly", as if possessed by Long Aotian + Zhao Ritian, and said reservedly: "I suddenly remembered one or two songs."

"Brother Cong, come and chant quickly." Xiangyun, who was very good at poetry, hurriedly urged him.

Jia Cong wanted to show off his "talent", waved his hand slightly and said calmly: "I will wait for you with pen and ink."

Shidai Xiangling had been staring at him intently for a long time. Hearing this, he quickly took out a pen and paper and presented it to him.

Without even thinking about it, Jia Cong wrote down:

Autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually slanting all over the place.

It is not the chrysanthemum that is preferred among the flowers.

Then he said proudly: "How?"

Everyone was speechless, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, looking at each other with strange expressions, and then looked at Jia Cong again.

Jia Cong was a little panicked and said anxiously: "Look what I'm doing, is this poem bad?"

Daiyu sneered and laughed: "Okay, okay, this is a poem written by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty. What does it have to do with you?"

Everyone burst into laughter and said, "Brother Cong, don't expect to get away with it."

Jia Cong blushed and lost his hand. He only remembered the content of the poem, but not the author. He also didn't know that Yuan Zhen was from the Tang Dynasty. He often walked by the river, so how could he not get his shoes wet.

However, he has been in official circles for a long time and is not surprised at all changes. He smiled lightly and said: "Isn't this asking you to evaluate the masterpieces of predecessors? I don't know Yuan Zhen's poems yet?"

"Don't cheat, rewrite." Tan Chun, Xiang Yun, etc. would never let him go.

"Just write, and I'll write another song for you to criticize." Jia Cong didn't dare to pretend anymore, he was very ambiguous, and he could save himself if he copied from the wrong person again.

Now he wrote another one.

Xiang Yun thought: "The flowers are blooming but not in the hundreds of flowers. The fun of being independent and sparse is not exhausted. I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind."

"What a poem! What a poem!" Everyone cheered in unison.

Tan Chun smiled and said: "The artistic conception of this poem is not inferior to that of Yuan Zhen. Brother Cong deserves to be the most talented man in the world. He has wonderful poems at his fingertips."

Jia Cong was still a little worried and looked at Bao and Dai. They were authoritative.

Asked: "Sister Bao, what do you think?"

Daiyu pursed her lips and smiled, gave him a sideways look, and said with a hint of coquettishness: "You can pass."

Baochai also said: "Cong'er has written such a good poem, how can we dare to write poetry?"

Jia Cong finally felt relieved, laughed, and said, "I said I wouldn't do it, but you insist on me doing it. I'm very helpless."

As he spoke, he folded the paper and handed it to Baochai, saying: "This poem is given to Liu Xianglian by Brother Xue, and it should be regarded as my congratulatory gift."

Baochai took it and said hesitantly: "Isn't there something wrong with this?" It's really unlucky for you to live and die when someone else is getting married.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "I'll find out later of course."

Baochai saw that he had his own plans, so he didn't argue with him.

Suddenly I heard a scream from outside the door: "Old lady, help me... Mr. Lian wants to kill me!"

Everyone was shocked. (End of chapter)