Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Seeing the bright lights in the main room and the faint chatter and laughter of Baochai, Xiangling and others, Jia Cong understood that this courtyard belonged to Baochai, and the previous courtyard was Aunt Xue's residence.

"Girl, the candied fruit snacks you asked for are here." The two girls opened the curtain and went in.

Jia Cong walked gently to the window and listened.

"You guys go down." Baochai sent the two girls away and said with a smile, "Today is Xiangling's birth. Let's have a drink together. Aunt Zhen invites you."

Xiangling's nervous voice came: "How can I have a gift from a young lady to wish me a baby?"

Mrs. Zhen also declined in a hurry and didn't even dare to accept the offer.

Baochai smiled and said: "Although Xiangling and I are called masters and servants, we are actually sisters. Aunt Zhen treats me like her own daughter. As a sister, shouldn't I wish my sister a baby?"
Stop talking about those foreign words. We don't care about formality at home, we only care about friendship. "

Suddenly I heard someone at the door laughing and saying, "It's better to come early than to come in time, and you can still have a drink." I saw a young man wearing a hair crown with red gold dots and emerald jewels and a snow-white fox fur cloak coming in with a smile.

"Cong'er... you... why are you here?" Baochai said angrily, feeling shy and anxious.

"See you, Lord Marquis." Zhen, Xiangling, and Ying'er hurriedly knelt down to say hello.

"Everyone, get up." Jia Cong raised his hand and smiled, then looked at Baochai: "I just counted with my fingers and found that Sister Bao has wine here, so I came."

Baochai glared at him angrily and funny, and said, "Did you sneak in again?"

"Of course." Jia Cong said proudly.

"I asked why no one reported it." Baochai scolded: "You are really getting more confused. Knowing that you have triumphed and been promoted to a noble rank, you can't send someone to say something. Why bother to come by yourself and let others see what you have done?" "

Jia Cong smiled and said: "So my little brother didn't come quietly. Don't worry, no one will see this Mahakala's promise."

Seeing this, Zhen quickly pulled Xiang Ling out.

"Hey, don't leave in a hurry. Do you want to have a glass of birthday wine first?" Jia Cong stopped him and raised his glass to Xiangling.

Everyone was busy drinking together.

Baochai rolled her eyes at him and said, "Xiang Ling, Ying'er, please take these wine and fruits down and eat them."

"Thank you, Miss."

When everyone retreated, Jia Cong took two steps forward, hugged Baochai, and touched her. He was very busy.

After a long while, Baochai gasped, pushed him away slightly, and said angrily, "You're not up to anything good."

"My younger brother came to visit my sister first when he returned to Beijing. Why is my sister so heartless?" Jia Cong said with saliva on his face.

"If you have something to say, let's just talk. Don't...don't do anything nonsense." Baochai felt sweet and touched in her heart, but she knew that he was a monkey who climbed along the pole, so she didn't dare to give him any words.

"Okay, okay, let's go to the back room and talk." Jia Cong smiled and took Baochai into the back room.

Looking at her simple and elegant boudoir like a snow cave, Jia Cong smiled and said: "Although my sister's room is not incense-filled, it has its own fragrance, which makes people feel cool and refreshed. It must be the fragrance of my sister's daughter." "

Baochai's cheeks were slightly red, and she tapped his forehead: "It's the Marquis, and he's still talking nonsense, so he's not afraid of the girls laughing at him."

"For my sister's sake, am I still afraid of people laughing?" Jia Cong stepped forward, hugged Baochai, and sat on the couch.

"Bah, don't talk nonsense. It has nothing to do with me. It's just that you are not upright." Baochai said shyly.

With an intoxicated look on his face, Jia Cong put his face into Baochai Xue's neck and kissed and sniffed lightly. His hands became natural as he reached into her arms and groped.

"Good sister, do you miss me?"

"Oh... you're here again. Behave yourself, otherwise I'll be annoyed." Baochai quickly turned his head and pressed his weird hand and said in anger.

Jia Cong had already taken advantage of the situation, pushed her down on the brocade quilt, and said with a smile: "What a treasure, if you don't pity my pain of lovesickness and my night visit, you still dare to annoy me, so forget it, just break the jar and throw it away." ”

"Hey, you... scoundrel, I really fell for you. Let's make a deal first and don't go too far." Baochai had no choice but to hug Jia Cong, who was hunched in front of her chest, and her body had already gone limp.

"Uh-huh."

After a long time, Jia Cong finally raised his head with a face full of frankincense and said with a smile: "My good sister, it seems that she is a little older again."

"Bah, if you don't learn well, you will look less like a marquis and more like a flower picker." Baochai hurriedly covered his clothes and said angrily.

Jia Cong said with a smile: "If I can collect this flower from Sister Bao, what else do I need from Lord Marquis? Hey, this little dress from Sister is so delicately crafted, why not just give it to me as a reward."

"Go, I've never seen such a shameless person like you." Baochai turned away quickly and buttoned up quickly, her face already red.

"Good sister, I've already given you one as a reward, why don't you give me one as well?" Jia Cong begged, pulling Baochai's sleeve.

Baochai was a little surprised, and then laughed: "Young girl has always been reserved and polite, you must have used some dirty trick to get me here."

"Then will sister give it to me on her own initiative, or will she force me to use dirty methods?" Jia Cong said "threateningly".

"You... bastard, don't mess around." Baochai said seriously.

How could Jia Cong be afraid of her, he said viciously: "If my sister doesn't give it to me, I will take it myself. If the gun goes off, don't blame me.

Speaking of which, my sister's body is as plump as jade and as white and tender as fat. It really makes me want to move, Jie Jie. "As he spoke, he opened his palms and made two empty grabs in the air.

Baochai trembled when she heard his weird smile that was "full of evil thoughts", and glared at him with shame and annoyance. Knowing his lawless temper, she thought she couldn't defeat him, and thought that Daiyu "became first with pearls and jade".

Because he had no choice but to gently twist Jia Cong's ears, he said: "You are really the devil in my life. We must first agree not to let a third person see you, otherwise I will never care about you again."

"Yes, I understand, I will keep my mouth shut." Jia Cong was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly.

Baochai rolled her eyes at him shyly, got up and rummaged in the cabinet.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Jia Cong laughed dumbly.

"Don't you want this, you bastard?" Baochai took out a tube top angrily and threw it into Jia Cong's arms.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Sister, don't try to avoid the important and take the easy. I want the one that my sister is wearing."

"How can you be so obscene!" Baochai felt her face was hot, almost burning, and she hurriedly turned away.

"Good sister, would you like Cong to help you take off your clothes?" Jia Cong hugged her from behind and said with a smile.

"You, don't move, I'll do it myself." Baochai said tremblingly. I don't know what clever trick he used. He didn't take off his clothes. He just stretched out his hand and wiped it on his collar and waist. When he took back his hand, he already had a large coat on his waist. Red brocade bellyband embroidered with peony branches and gold rim.

Jia Cong hurriedly grabbed it, covered his face, took a deep breath, and murmured: "Sister Bao smells so good, not a cold fragrance but a warm fragrance."

"You are going to die, why don't you put it away." Baochai stamped his feet.

Jia Cong then smiled, put his bellyband in his arms, sat down again with Baochai in his arms, and said, "Good sister, let's get down to business now."

Baochai glanced at him and spat: "What else do you have to do?"

"Of course. Last time we returned to Beijing from Jiangnan together, didn't I write something on the boat for you to keep." "Are you talking about the paper with those obscene things written on it?" Baochai said.

"That's a treasure. Come and see it quickly." Jia Cong said.

Baochai stood up and took out a small box from the desk drawer, and then took out two pieces of paper from the box and handed them to Jia Cong: "But this?"

Jia Cong looked at it under the lamp and said, "Exactly."

But when he saw the words "care", "beauty", "mother and baby", "underwear", "bags" and "medicine" written on the paper, Jia Cong flicked the paper and said: "Sister Bao, now I will talk to you You can probably tell me about this business."

Baochai saw that he didn't look like he was teasing, so he hurriedly said, "Just tell me."

"I told you about the things to cleanse and protect you last time. Let's not mention it for now. Let's talk about other things first."

Baochai thought of the lotion and sanitary napkins he mentioned last time, and didn't dare to ask about toiletries anymore. She quickly changed the subject and said, "What is beauty."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Of course it's something that my daughter uses to decorate her makeup."

Baochai breathed a sigh of relief. This was still a serious thing. He smiled and said, "Is it rouge and gouache?"

Jia Cong said: "Not only these, the ancients said that a girl likes her appearance, which shows that the daughter's family loves appearance very much. Anything that can make a daughter beautiful is called beauty."

Baochai said: "Besides rouge and gouache, what else is there?"

Jia Cong said: "For example, eyebrow pencils, powders, essential oils, toilet water, soaps, etc., and there is also a category called skin care products. It seems that today's daughters don't know what skin care is."

Talking about the topic that her daughter is most concerned about, Baochai also became interested and hurriedly asked: "Skin care, does it protect the skin? Yes, doesn't it include powder and essential oils?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "That's for the whole body. I'm talking about something specially designed to protect the face."

"What?"

"For example, a facial mask. Just use a piece of silk or cotton cloth to make it into the shape of a human face, dip it in some skin care egg whites, essential oils and other messy things and stick it on your face. Take it off after a quarter of an hour and wash it off. It is said that it can be used with regular use. The skin is white, tender and firm," Jia Cong said.

Baochai covered her mouth and smiled: "Where did you get these strange recipes?"

Jia Cong smiled dryly and said, "I invented it myself."

Baochai smiled and said, "It looks like the imperial doctor's plaster."

"Um...listening to what you said, I feel like my money prospects are slim."

Baochai suppressed a smile and said, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes, such as facial cream, eye cream, body cream, essence, makeup remover, facial cleanser..." Jia Cong explained eloquently.

The more Baochai listened, the more surprised she became, and sighed: "How do you have such a long brain that you can come up with so many whimsical ways to make money? You will make all the money for your daughter's family."

"Sister, do you think a craftsman can make rouge and gouache?"

Baochai pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know about that. I think it's OK to make a 50% to 60% similar one."

"That's enough. This is a new thing and we will definitely be the best." Jia Cong said.

"That's all. Why...are you even selling this? Who will buy it from you?"

Baochai shyly pointed to the word "underwear". These days, daughter's underwear is a very private item of clothing. Common people have their own tailors, and rich families have their own embroiderers and girls to make them. It is impossible to buy them in the market.

Jia Cong said proudly: "This is no better than what you are wearing now. It is an epoch-making product. It is guaranteed to be beautiful and comfortable to wear. When I ask Qingwen to make it, I will give you a set, hehe."

"Bah." Baochai knew that he had nothing nice to say, so she ignored him and said, "Are the bags just boxes or furoshiki?"

"A box is a suitcase. Unlike a bulky box, it has four wheels and a drawbar. Even a heavy box can be pulled by one person, which is very convenient.

Bags, of course, are indispensable bags for my daughter’s family. As the saying goes, the only way to relieve worries is to buy bags, hehe. "

Jia Cong described and gestured in detail again, and Baochai praised him repeatedly.

It would be great to have a beautiful purse that can hold some daily necessities for your daughter's family, such as handkerchiefs, gold and silver coins, throat candies, small mirrors, rouge boxes, etc.

Baochai pursed her lips and said with a smile: "But a bigger purse may not be so magical, right?"

Jia Cong said: "We will know when the time comes."

Then he explained various things again, and then said: "Sister Bao, does Feng Zihao have these craftsmen?"

Baochai nodded and said: "Whether you are a rouge and gouache craftsman, a carpenter, a gold and silversmith, a blacksmith, a tailor, an embroiderer, a cobbler, or a pharmacist, there are all kinds of names. I just wonder how big of a business you want to do?"

Jia Cong thought for a while and said: "Business is not big, but expensive. First make money from the ladies and ladies of the capital, and then we will talk about it. If the effect is good, we will spread it to the whole world."

"Whenever you are free, I will send someone to your door. You can tell the shop owner and craftsmen carefully."

The two talked for a long time. Baochai saw that he was not leaving, so she hurriedly urged him: "It's almost the third watch, why don't you go home? I need to rest."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Good sister, with you, what else do I need from home?"

"Youhun said, get out of here soon."

Jia Cong raised his eyebrows and said, "Good sister, it's a cold night in winter, and the horses are slippery with frost. Do you have the heart to drive me away?"

How about I just stay on that little couch for one night while we chat, and I leave early tomorrow morning to make sure no one sees me? "

Baochai could no longer be fooled and said solemnly: "Cong'er, do you want me to be laughed at by thousands of people? If I leave you to rest here, who will I become?"

When Jia Cong saw that she was angry, he didn't dare to show off. He quickly got up and bowed and apologized: "Good sister, it was me who was obsessed with sex and bold. Please forgive me. I'll leave right away. I'll leave right away. Stay behind. Say goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. "

When Baochai saw him retreating, a smile appeared on her lips. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Wait a minute."

But when Jia Cong bounced back with a whoosh, he said happily: "Sister has changed her mind? I am willing to risk my life to accompany you."

"Bah!" Baochai couldn't help but spat out when she saw his unyielding evil spirit: "You are so foolish. I asked Ying'er to see you off so that I can explore the way for you."

"Oh... ok." Jia Cong laughed dryly, knowing that he might be wrong, so he had no choice but to follow Ying'er.

He met no one along the way and walked out of the back door smoothly. Cheng Lingsu hurriedly came to meet him.

The wheels creaked, crushing the ice and snow on the road, and drove away slowly.

Jia Cong rested his head on Cheng Lingsu's firm and elastic thighs, feeling very comfortable.

"Master, this trip seems to have been quite fruitful." Cheng Lingsu said with a smile.

"That's natural." Jia Cong gently twisted Baochai's clothes in his arms with a smile on his lips.

Suddenly something occurred to me. I had visited Baochai twice at night, but I had not seen Daiyu yet. It seemed that I was being partial to others. I also thought of the meeting with the saint today, so I hurriedly said: "Go to Uncle Lin's house." (End of this chapter)