Red Mansion Jia Enhou

Jia She excitedly took a carriage and arrived at Shenjing City early, waiting at the west gate.

All Jia She knew about Jia Ling was the few words spoken by Jiao Da.

But it is expected that the person should be a good person. If he is not a good person, Jiao Da would not praise him so much.

"Master, old lady Linggu is coming soon."

Lin Zhixiao pointed at a small bean-sized carriage and spoke to Jia She.

Jia She narrowed his eyes and looked towards the direction of the carriage.

The carriage was a little far from the city gate.

There were two people sitting in the car, one old and one young. The old one had gray hair, which contrasted with his young face.

The younger one was only seven or eight years old. He sat next to the older one and called her "Mom".

The child is an old man who picked him up from outside.

His name was Qin Chengfeng, but now he changed his surname to Jia.

"Mother, we will soon reach the city gate."

Jia Chengfeng stuck his head out of the window.

Looking at the tall city gate, Jia Chengfeng, who grew up in the northwest, couldn't suppress his excitement.

It’s almost there, it’s finally here.

I've been riding in this carriage for almost a month and my butt is almost rotten.

Jia Chengfeng retracted his head.

"Has Grandmother decided what to do now that we are in the capital?"

The old man in the carriage was distracted by Jia Chengfeng's question.

revenge?

She is already over fifty years old and there is really no need for her to live in hatred anymore.

But, when Jia Ling thought of his grandmother Jia, he still couldn't swallow this anger.

But it doesn’t matter, her brother Jia Dai has always treated her well.

He opposed her and the scholar because he saw the scholar's shortcomings.

There was really no need for her to complain, as her eldest nephew needed her now.

She donated her old bones as a way of repaying her brother and mother for raising her.

Jia Ling was perfunctory with the child.

"I haven't decided yet, but are you ready to study at the Jia family school?"

Jia Ling wants to send Jia Chengfeng to study at the Jia family school.

Jia Chengfeng, who had already been enlightened in the northwest, nodded heavily to Jia Ling.

"Don't worry, grandma. I have memorized the Four Books and Five Classics and will never embarrass you."

A look of relief flashed in Jia Ling's eyes.

Ever since she picked up this child three years ago, he has never let her down.

"Not bad!"

Jia Ling praised.

"Behave yourself when you meet your cousin."

"But the principle is that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot. When you are in that tribe, keeping a low profile is the most important thing."

Knowing that this was all for his own good, Jia Chengfeng nodded again.

"Don't worry, grandma. This grandson knows everything."

The carriage moved forward slowly.
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In Rongguo Mansion, Grandmother Jia was so angry that she threw things again.

The old woman in the room did not say anything when Lady Jia beat her.

Grandmother Jia is a little depressed now. She seems to know what Jia She’s real purpose is.

He didn't trust her, so he deliberately found someone who could keep an eye on her.

"Where's Min'er?"

Grandmother Jia suspected that Jia Min was also involved in this matter.

The old woman glanced at the angry Lady Jia.

Jia Min has been staying in Rongguo Mansion recently, although she also visits Lady Jia from time to time.

But more of it is with Mrs. Xing.

The old woman bowed in reply.

"What does the old lady want to see Aunt Min about?"

The old woman asked expressionlessly.

Grandmother Jia's eyes suddenly widened.

"Bitch, who am I to ask?"

In a rage, Lady Jia threw things at the old woman.

The old woman dodged lightly and continued to have no expression on her face.

"If the old lady doesn't tell me, how can I help you?"

The old woman was not afraid of what Lady Jia said. Lady Jia was so angry that she gasped for breath and her chest rose and fell.

"Okay, you're all in the same group!"

Grandmother Jia continued to smash things. Yuanchun, who was at the door, was pulling Jia Baoyu, not knowing whether to go in.

Jia Baoyu knew that his grandmother was angry in the house, so he pulled Yuanchun obediently.

"Sister, let's come back tomorrow!"

Jia Baoyu looked up at Yuanchun.

Now that Lady Jia is shipping the goods, it is not a wise choice for them to go in.

Yuanchun glanced inside the room and then at Jia Baoyu.

Tomorrow is tomorrow, tomorrow is so much.

Today's things are done today.

"Let's go!"

Yuanchun didn't listen to Jia Baoyu and pulled him in.

Jia Baoyu followed silently behind until he entered the house and saw the mess on the floor.

Yuanchun knew that her grandmother was angry again.

"grandmother."

Yuanchun took Jia Baoyu to pay her respects to Grandmother Jia. Seeing the two of them, Grandmother Jia finally regained some sense.

"Yuanchun and Baoyu are here."

Grandmother Jia looked at the two of them and took a deep breath.

Yuanchun nodded to Lady Jia.

"I brought Baoyu here to discuss with Grandmother about Baoyu's admission to the clan school."

Yuanchun looked at what Lady Jia said.

"Your father hasn't relented yet?"

Yuanchun lowered her head. The relationship had become so bad, was it really necessary for him to give in?
Grandmother Jia sighed deeply.

She no longer had any hope for Jia Zheng.

He can be willful in such matters.

Did she have any delay in her studies back then?

"Baoyu, do you recognize all the characters now?"

Grandmother Jia asked Yuanchun, and Yuanchun nodded heavily and bowed to Grandmother Jia.

"I've recognized them all, Grandma!"

"That's good. The one in charge of the clan school now is your grandfather Dairu. Tell someone to say hello to him."

"Just send the jade over."

"It's that simple, Grandmother?"

Yuanchun asked Lady Jia worriedly, and Lady Jia looked at Yuanchun and began to nod.

"That clan school was established because of our family. It's not that simple, how could it be difficult?"

"Go!"
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“Great virtue is not an official, great principles are not instruments, and great faith is not a contract.”

Yuanchun asked someone to carry the things and send Jia Baoyu to Jia Dairu.

After the last treatment and clearing out several malignant tumors, the learning atmosphere in Jia's school has become better and better.

Under the guidance of their teacher, the students recited aloud the books of sages.

The senior classes have already learned "The Book of Rites".

The lower grades taught by Song Shaocong are still reading the Analects of Confucius.

The servant took Jia Baoyu to Jia Dairu's office, and Jia Baoyu looked at the surrounding environment curiously.

Compared with his previous study with Jia Zheng, Jia Baoyu had different feelings after coming to this school today.

Jia Baoyu stood at the door of Jia Dairu's office.

In the office, Jia Dairu was studying medical skills with great interest.

"The liver governs spring, and the foot's Jueyin and Shaoyang governs. The days are Jia and Yi."

Jia Dairu shook his head and what he was reciting was the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine.

Promotion of medical officers in the Great Chu requires an assessment of medical skills. The exam that Jia Dairu had passed before was only the most basic one. So if he were to go to the battlefield, he would just be a runner in the Medical Department.

If he wants to continue to ascend, he must make progress.

Holding his breath, Jia Dairu replaced all the books he had studied hard with medical skills.

At the same time, Jia Dairu seemed to have found the direction of his life.

He studied hard for dozens of years, but he only became a scholar.

After studying medicine for three months, he became a ninth-rank medical officer. This gap broke Jia Dairu's heart.

If I had known that it would be so easy to pass the exam to become a medical officer, I wouldn’t have taken the imperial examination.

"Grandpa Dairu?"

The servant knocked gently on Jia Dairu's door.

Jia Dairu, who was interrupted while reciting, began to frown slightly and a look of impatience appeared on his face.

The servant pushed the door open.

Jia Dairu, who didn't know the servant, began to speak in a bad tone.

"what's up?"

The servant smiled flatteringly and moved aside, revealing Jia Baoyu behind him.

Jia Baoyu looked at Jia Dairu's serious expression, thought of Jia Zheng, and subconsciously began to feel afraid.

"Baoyu?"

Jia Dairu, who had been staring at Jia Baoyu for a long time, spoke uncertainly.

"granduncle!"

Jia Baoyu, who rarely appears in public, called for help.

Jia Dairu nodded slightly.

"The eldest lady has asked that Master Bao be allowed to study in the clan school. I'm sorry to bother Master Dairu."

The servant took out a purse and stuffed it into Jia Dairu's hand. Jia Dairu took a look at his hand and knew that he also had a grandson to raise, so he took it without hesitation.

Jia Dairu nodded and asked Jia Baoyu to come over.

Jia Baoyu walked in cautiously and bowed to Jia Dairu again.

"The boys who enroll in the school are divided into three categories. The first category is those who cannot read at all, the second category is those who can only recognize the characters casually, and the remaining category is those who can recognize all the characters. Baoyu, you are..."

Jia Dairu lowered his head and looked at Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu bowed confidently to Jia Dairu.

"Replying to Uncle, I have recognized all the characters!"

"Not bad, he loves reading, a good seedling!"

Jia Dairu subconsciously praised Jia Baoyu.

If a person can recognize all Chinese characters at the age of three, he is considered a child prodigy.

"Come here, get some teaching materials and send the person to Master Song's class."

Unexpectedly, Jia Baoyu, who was admitted to school so easily, was taken away.

After being taken away, Jia Baoyu appeared at Song Shaocong's door.

Knowing that this was a gift for someone, Song Shaocong randomly pointed to a seat in the front.

Jia Baoyu's eyes fell on the unfamiliar faces in the room and he was a little frightened, so he didn't dare to come in.

Jia Rong, who was quite familiar with Jia Baoyu, stood up when he saw Jia Baoyu's appearance.

"Sir, I'll bring in the new students!"

Song Shaocong nodded slightly.

"Uncle!"

Jia Rong held Jia Baoyu's hand.

Jia Baoyu was pulled in by Jia Rong.

"Uncle, did Uncle Zheng ask you to come to school?"

After sitting down, Jia Rong looked at Jia Baoyu in surprise and asked in a low voice.

Jia Baoyu shook his head at Jia Rong.

"You came here on your own?"

Jia Rong was shocked and his voice suddenly rose.

"no!"

Jia Baoyu glanced at Song Shaocong above him and answered in a low voice.

"My eldest sister sent someone to bring me here."

"Oh"

Jia Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did Uncle Dairu assign you to the wrong class? You are only three years old, why were you sent here?"

"Have you learned all the words?"

Jia Rong, knowing that forcing things to happen is not a good idea, asked Jia Baoyu with concern.

"Ok!"

Jia Baoyu nodded heavily.

Song Shaocong, who was giving a lecture at the top, listened to the two people whispering, put down the book in his hand, and stopped teaching.

"Jia Rong, are you concerned about the new classmates?"

Song Shaocong's eyes fell on Jia Rong, and Jia Rong subconsciously fell silent.

"Master, you misunderstood."

Jia Rong stood up with his head lowered.

"New students, please stand up and introduce yourself!"

Jia Baoyu grew up in Rongguo Mansion.

Because he was young and had rarely been out, not many students in the school knew him.

But see Jia Rong whispering with him, discussing who Jia Baoyu is.

Jia Baoyu stood up and bowed to Song Shaocong, imitating Jia Rong's behavior.

"Student Jia Baoyu pays his respects to the Master."

"Jia Baoyu?"

Song Shaocong's eyes paused.

This is the legendary Jia Baoyu. Song Shaocong looked Jia Baoyu up and down.

The people in the room were shocked when they saw Jia Baoyu for the first time. Is this Jia Baoyu? Isn't he uneducated and likes to eat the maid's rouge?

How come such a playboy is in the same class with them?

"Do you recognize all the characters?"

Song Shaocong asked Jia Baoyu, and Jia Baoyu nodded to Song Shaocong.

"I recognize them all, Master."

"Have you mastered the Thousand Character Classic, the Three Character Classic, and the rhyme scheme of Shu Weng?"

Jia Baoyu nodded again.

"All finished, learned!"

I have learned them all, how amazing!
Song Shaocong looked at Jia Baoyu with curiosity.

Is there another child prodigy in the Jia family?
Isn't it said that Baoyu is a playboy who likes to eat the rouge on his maids' lips?

Why is this dude different from what I imagined?
Song Shaocong, who was curious, wanted to observe how Jia Baoyu would speak.

"Please recite the Thousand Character Classic!"

For a boy who is just starting to learn to read, the most difficult book is not one that requires thinking, such as Shu Weng's Rhymes.

It’s the Thousand Character Classic.

The text contains many characters that are difficult to write and remember, and the language is difficult to understand, making it even more difficult than learning the Analects of Confucius.

Jia Baoyu started to write from memory in full view of everyone.

After finishing the dictation, Song Shaocong picked up the monitor.

The boy in the room, who was several years older than Jia Baoyu, gasped several times.

Song Shaocong took a look and wrote down the entire article without a single mistake.

This child is good, and he is quite different from the one in the legend.

"Not bad!"

Song Shaocong put down the Thousand Character Essay that Jia Baoyu had memorized.

"Once you know the characters, you can follow the teaching."

"Jia Rong!"

Song Shaocong called Jia Rong's name again, and Jia Rong stepped forward and saluted Song Shaocong.

"gentlemen!"

"We have already finished learning the first three chapters of the Analects. This new student is now handed over to you. You are responsible for helping him catch up on the lessons he has missed!"

Song Shaocong assigned a task to Jia Rong, and Jia Rong bowed again.

"Yes, sir!"

"Everyone, take a seat!"

Song Shaocong sat down first, followed by students one after another.

Jia Rong gave Jia Baoyu a thumbs up and whispered, "Uncle is awesome!"

Jia Baoyu didn't dare to pay attention to Jia Rong. His eyes fell on the book he had just received. Jia Rong helped him turn to the part he wanted to learn.

Song Shaocong was giving a lecture, and the students in the room would occasionally look at Jia Baoyu.

This made Jia Baoyu, who was being looked at, feel a little uncomfortable.

Rongguo Mansion,
The servant Yuanchun sent to take Jia Baoyu to school came back.

The servant who came back told Baoqin about Jia Baoyu's situation. After hearing that Jia Baoyu not only did not make a fuss, but instead became famous, Baoqin first felt relieved, and then reported to Yuanchun without panic.

Yuanchun knelt in front of the Bodhisattva and began to chant "Amitabha" and "May the Bodhisattva bless you".

"Baoyu, well done. Well done!"

Yuanchun stood up from in front of the Bodhisattva and started crying in front of Baoqin.

She couldn't expect much in this family.

Although Jia She treated her like his own daughter, they were still separated by a room.

Many things can be troublesome, but not too much trouble.

Now that Jia Baoyu can get up, she finally has someone from her natal family to whom she can truly speak out.

At the same time, Jia Zheng also heard about Jia Baoyu going to school.

The servant spoke to Jia Zheng, who pretended not to care and listened carefully.

When Jia Zheng heard that Jia Baoyu had given him a favor, his eyes moved.

Aunt Zhao, who was accompanying her, was very anxious.

If Jia Baoyu was good at studying, would this family still have a place for her future child?
But now she seems unable to exaggerate and flatter as she did before.

Aunt Zhao began to get anxious, but before she could long, the servant went out and Aunt Zhao quickly thought of a way to turn the situation around.

As the old saying goes, if something is obvious when you are a child, it may not be the same when you grow up.

Perhaps she could use this incident to change her impression in front of Jia Zheng.

As for Jia Baoyu, Aunt Zhao's eyes darkened.

How long can Yuanchun stay at home?

In two years she will be getting married, and by then she will have plenty of ways to boil the frog in warm water.

"Congratulations, sir!"

Aunt Zhao smiled and squatted towards Jia Zheng.

There was a flash of surprise in Jia Zheng's eyes.

"Zhao you"

This is a change of character. Before, I wanted to eat you alive when he mentioned it.

How do you hold back and congratulate him now?

Jia Zheng looked at Aunt Zhao curiously.

Aunt Zhao lowered her head and her eyes kept rolling around before she finally spoke with an awkward smile.

"I was wrong before, sir."

"I don't dare to have any improper thoughts about this family. Now I have come to terms with it."

"As long as the master treats me well, it doesn't matter what happens in the future."

Aunt Zhao raised her head with a sincere attitude and moist eyes.

Although she said this, she had already cursed in her heart, but she still had to appear humble on the surface.

Jia Zheng pulled Aunt Zhao up.

"You are sensible, aren't you?"

Jia Zheng took Aunt Zhao's hand and spoke. Aunt Zhao pretended to be disgusted, but had to agree with Jia Zheng on the surface.

"Master is right. It's all my fault for not knowing better before."

"Tanchun is at my eldest brother's place now. Although he is reluctant to let me go over, you can go and see her once in a while."

"Go see Tanchun when you have nothing to do!"

Jia Zheng patted Aunt Zhao and said, a light flashed in Aunt Zhao's eyes, but this light was well concealed by Aunt Zhao.

She had wanted to go for a long time, but she was afraid of Jia She.

That damn girl Tanchun must be having a good time lately, but she doesn't even care about her mother.

"Thank you, sir!"

Aunt Zhao bowed to Jia Zheng with an expression of being moved.

Jia Zheng nodded slightly.

Aunt Zhao bowed again and pretended to be happy before going out.

As she withdrew, her eyes were full of pride. I am in favor again.

Aunt Zhao left ostentatiously.

Jia She at the city gate also met Jia Ling and his grandson.

Looking at the aunt in front of me, she doesn't look old except for her gray hair.

There was a flash of shock in Jia She's eyes. Didn't they say that his aunt was not living a good life?

Jia Ling was helped down from the carriage by Jia Chengfeng.

Lin Zhixiao quietly pushed Jia She, and Jia She reacted and hurried over.

"Aunt Ling!"

Jia She greeted Jia Ling.

The moment Jia She raised his head, tears filled Jia Ling's eyes.

"It looks like, it really looks like!"

Jia Ling's hand unconsciously wiped Jia She's face and began to mutter.

Jia She knew what Jia Ling was saying he looked like.

Jia She quickly smiled.

"Aunt misses grandma?"

His appearance was inherited from the old Mrs. Rongguo, a different generation later.

They look even more alike than their son Jia Daishan.

Jia Ling was raised by the old lady of Rongguo. Even after falling out with his family, Jia Ling did not cut off contact with the old lady of Rongguo. This is enough to show Jia Ling's feelings for the old lady of Rongguo.

"I'm sorry to offend Lord En!"

Jia Ling hurriedly wiped away her tears.

"You looked like your wife when you were a child."

“Now they look more alike.”

She looks more like the middle-aged old lady of Rongguo Mansion, and is the one that leaves the greatest impression in Jia Ling's mind.

"I feel sorry for my wife's cultivation."

Jia Ling, who had not cried all the way back to Beijing, was completely homesick after seeing Jia She.

"Aunt, don't say that."

"Grandma never felt that you had let her down. She only hated that man for killing her own daughter."

"Why hasn't Auntie come back in all these years?"

Jia Ling lowered his head.

“I feel sorry for my family.”

Jia She sighed in his heart.

"We are all family, there is no such thing as sorry."

"Auntie is a little too worried!"

Jia She took out a stack of letters.

"This is a letter that my grandmother wrote to you out of longing for you after she lost contact with you."

Jia She gave the old lady Rongguo's belongings to Jia Ling.

Jia Ling was holding the letter written to her by Old Madam Rong in her hand, and her whole body was shaking.

"Big Mother!"

Jia Chengfeng supported the trembling Jia Ling.

Jia Ling now regrets deeply that he cut off all contact with his family out of fear of embarrassment.

"Has aunt really come back in all these years?"

Jia Ling lowered his head.

"I came back once. When my wife passed away, I came back once. That time I just stood at the gate of Rongguo Mansion and looked inside. I didn't go in because I was afraid of bringing shame to my family."

Jia She sighed.

The grandmother thought about her daughter for the rest of her life, but she never got to see her.

"Aunt, you are really worrying too much. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Grandmother and her grave will be moved back soon. Then you can go and sweep her grave more often."

"Grandma always misses you!"

Thinking of the old Lady Rongguo, Jia She's lips trembled with sorrow.

Jia Ling nodded heavily.

"This is."

Jia She's gaze fell on the young man next to Jia Ling. He felt that the young man looked somewhat familiar.

It looked like an old friend, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Chengfeng, come and meet your uncle!"

Jia Ling hit Jia Chengfeng. Jia Chengfeng was only seven or eight years old. Although he was young, he already had the potential to bully girls in the future.

"Cousin!"

Jia She nodded slightly and looked at Jia Ling.

Jia Ling introduced Jia She with a smile.

"This is the child I picked up during the Great Famine in Northwest China. I felt a liking for him, so I adopted him and kept him with me to pass the time."

"What is the child's original surname?"

Jia She asked Jia Ling curiously.

He looked familiar, and there was definitely a reason for it.

"His surname should be Qin. When I found him, he was in a bad mood. He had a jade pendant with his surname on it."

"But I asked around and found that there was no government notice, and no one around had lost a child. Plus, there were dead bodies all around me, so I guess they were robbed while fleeing famine, so I stayed."

"Enhou thinks this child looks familiar?"

Jia Ling looked at Jia She suspiciously.

Jia She nodded heavily to Jia Ling.

"look familiar!"

"Looks a bit like someone I've seen before, but I can't remember who."

"Let me see that jade!"

Jia She spoke again.

At Jia Ling's signal, Jia Chengfeng quickly took out the jade pendant in his hand.

It's a top-quality jade pendant.

Judging from the fine workmanship, it must have been made by a skilled craftsman.

Jia She looked at Jia Chengfeng and Jia Ling.

"Aunt, do you still want this child to find his family?"

Jia Ling looked at Jia Chengfeng, obviously wanting him to make his own decision.

Jia Chengfeng lowered his head and shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, uncle. My great-grandmother treats me very well and I don't want to leave her."

Jia She looked at Jia Ling.

"try to find!"

Jia Ling spoke without hesitation.

"Mother, I don't want to look for it!"

Jia Chengfeng grabbed Jia Ling's sleeve and begged.

"Must find it!"

Jia Ling looked at Jia Chengfeng with firm eyes.

"You still need to look for your family. When I found you, you were surrounded by people who had been hacked to death. You were the only one who was well protected."

"This shows that your family loves you very much. If you can find them, you should go and show your filial piety to them, regardless of whether they are alive or dead."

Jia Ling touched Jia Chengfeng's head and spoke.

"Don't let yourself regret it!"

Having experienced the taste of regret, Jia Ling does not want to let his beloved grandson experience it again. (End of this chapter)