Red Mansion, Ningfu Scholarly Family

Chapter 192 Jia Rong: Aunt, please be gentle.

……

"Miss, Miss, Master Rong is back." Zijuan ran into the house like a gust of wind and said with a smile beside Lin Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu was delighted, but immediately acted calmly again, saying with a straight face, "I'm back, so what? Is it worth running around like that? If you like it so much, go and pay your respects to your Master Rong."

"what?"

Zijuan was stunned and blinked.

"Girl, I don't like it."

Lin Daiyu: "Then are you going?"

Zijuan hurriedly shook her head: "No."

Lin Daiyu stood up and smiled: "Okay, I'll take Amber with me. I seem to have forgotten to return Rong'er's book to him last time."

Zijuan: “…”

"Girl, I..."

Lin Daiyu held the book in her arms and asked, "Are you going or not?"

Zijuan hurriedly said, "Go, go!"

"It's cold outside, put on your cloak girl."

As he spoke, he tied the cloak on Daiyu and took out the hand warmer. The two of them were busy for an incense stick of time. Just as they were about to go out, Hubo ran in hurriedly and said with a smile: "Mr. Rong is here... Miss, are you going out?"

Lin Daiyu: "..."

Zijuan: “…”

Jia Rong walked in from outside, was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "I came at a bad time. Where are you going?"

Lin Daiyu said, "We were going to see a younger generation who loves reading, but since you're here, we won't go."

"No need to go." Jia Rong waved his hand and said, "I came here because I was afraid that you would get cold outside. This year is different from previous years. Just stay in the house and take care of yourself."

Lin Daiyu felt slightly sweet in her heart, but she still snorted: "I didn't say I was going to see you."

Jia Rong: "Don't come on, besides me, you don't have any younger generation who loves to read."

Lin Daiyu: “Yes!”

Jia Rong: "Who?"

Lin Daiyu: "Brother Rong."

Jia Rong: "Then who am I?"

Lin Daiyu: "What do you say?"

"hey-hey."

Jia Rong whispered, "Is it your brother Rong?"

Lin Daiyu: "Pah, shameless!"

When Zijuan and Amber saw the two starting to flirt with each other, they quickly grabbed a hand warmer and hid outside in the corridor.

Amber: "Wow, it's so cold."

Zijuan: "Yes, there is not even a warm room here."

Amber: "You still want a warm room, the old lady has one, go ahead."

Zijuan: "Shouldn't you go? I heard a few days ago that the old lady was short of people and wanted to take you back."

Amber: "I want you!"

Zijuan: "I want you!"

"..."

Anyone who goes is a fool.

Inner room.

Lin Daiyu took off her cloak, stretched out her hand and tugged at the corner of Jia Rong's clothes, saying, "Why are you wearing so little? You are just talking about me, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Jia Rong patted his chest and said, "I'm in good health and won't get sick."

"Don't be weird." Lin Daiyu twisted it and said, "Ask them to bring you a goose down cloak to wear when you go back."

"Oops, it hurts."

Jia Rong folded his arms.

Lin Daiyu chuckled: "I twisted it so gently, how could it hurt you so much? Do you want me to apply medicine on you?"

Jia Rong said, "You don't need to apply medicine. Just rub it with your hands."

"Okay." Lin Daiyu stretched out her delicate white hand and smiled, "Where do you want me to rub?"

“Here… Ouch!”

Jia Rong jumped up in pain.

Lin Daiyu pinched her fingers to make crab claws and said with a smile, "Do you want to rub it or not?"

"That's all."

Jia Rong waved his hand.

"If you rub it any further, it will swell up."

Lin Daiyu put her hand on the place where it had been twisted.

"Don't move, I'll rub it for you."

"Okay, not bad."

Jia Rong acted as if he was enjoying it.

Lin Daiyu pushed it angrily.

"It's weird again!"

Jia Rong grasped Lin Daiyu's hand and said with a smile, "Now I only blame you for being too young to do anything bad."

"Pooh."

Lin Daiyu blushed and said angrily, "Can't you be more serious and speak properly?"

"Then let's talk about the serious stuff." Jia Rong rubbed his hands, looked towards the inner boudoir and said, "I'll go in and take a look."

Lin Daiyu: "..."

"Is this your seriousness?"

Jia Rong said seriously, "I want to see if it's warm inside. I'm afraid you'll get cold. Okay?"

After saying that, he opened the curtain and went inside.

Lin Daiyu had no choice but to follow him in.

The inner room is warmer than the outer room.

Although Grandmother Jia was not very smart and could not even deal with Lady Wang after fighting for more than ten years, she was still very good to her granddaughters.

Jia Rong sat on the embroidered bed and nodded, "Although it's not as warm as our home, it's OK. I'll find some maids to add some charcoal for you and keep it warm."

"Don't do that." Lin Daiyu shook her head and said seriously, "Since we all live here, we should be treated the same as sisters. I am not superior to others in any way. What's the point of you giving me a special place? What will the sisters think? How can I get along with them in the future?"

I was actually being lectured.

But I have to say that Lin Daiyu is very thoughtful.

"I didn't think it through." Jia Rong admitted his mistake decisively, and then said, "All the sisters should add charcoal fire, okay?"

Lin Daiyu smoothed her temples and said with a smug smile, "In this case, I will reluctantly accept my nephew's filial piety."

Lin Daiyu thought Jia Rong would definitely refute.

What aunt? You should call me Brother Rong...

But Lin Daiyu obviously thought too much.

Jia Rong didn't mind being called that.

"Row."

"I'll let you take advantage of me for a few more days."

"Of course, if you want to keep taking advantage of me, that's fine. I don't mind even calling you that after the wedding. As long as you like it, it's fine. After all, it's just the two of us... Ouch!"

"I'm going to die!"

Lin Daiyu grabbed the pillow and started hitting him.

Jia Rong blocked it with his hands: "It hurts! Aunt, please be gentle."

Lin Daiyu's face was already red with shame, and she pushed Jia Rong out, saying, "Get out, get out!"

Jia Rong: "Alas, my cloak hasn't arrived yet."

Lin Daiyu casually pushed her cloak to Jia Rong and said, "Get out!"

"Clang!"

The door was shut tightly.

Jia Rong was outside holding his cloak, speechless.

Is it worth such a big reaction?

Isn't that what you like to call it?

Zijuan and Amber looked at each other.

What's going on here?
Wasn't it fine just now?
"Uncle Rong, what happened to our girl?" Zijuan asked cautiously.

Jia Rong said, "Maybe she's a little angry. You two can comfort her."

"I'm leaving first."

Zijuan: “…”

amber:"……"

The two of them watched Jia Rong leave silently for a long time.

You caused it, why are we both trying to comfort each other?
after awhile.

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened.

Lin Daiyu asked, "Aren't you two cold outside?"

"Ah? Girl, are you okay?"

Zijuan and Amber said in unison.

Lin Daiyu said nonchalantly, "What can I do? It was just that Rong was making trouble and I kicked him out."

"Come in quickly, don't freeze outside."

"Ah, thanks, miss."

"You two are still being polite to me."

"whee……"

……

After leaving Lin Daiyu's courtyard, he originally wanted to go see the maid Baoqin, but then he remembered that Baoqin lived in Lixiangyuan, with Aunt Xue and Baochai, and it would be inconvenient for him to go there, so he had to give up.

Just as he was about to go back, he suddenly saw Jia Huan coming towards him.

This fellow was wearing a black cloak, holding his head high with an arrogant look on his face, and walking forward with his nose pointed in the air. He was about to bump into Jia Rong.

"The third one!"

Jia Rong reminded.

"Huh? Who?"

Huan Lao San let out a strange cry and lowered his head to look forward.

Seeing that it was Jia Rong, he quickly changed his expression, bowed his head and smiled apologetically, "Rong'er, ah, no! Brother Rong, how come you have time to come here to play? Come, come, come and play in my yard. I just got a pound of good tea. It's so fragrant. If you don't believe me, come with me to taste it."

Jia Rong was in no mood to play with the child, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I don't want to drink tea now, you can keep it for yourself."

"Brother." Jia Huan held Jia Rong's hand tightly and said coquettishly, "Come and have a taste. My tea is really good."

"If you have anything to say, please speak properly."

"Okay." Jia Huan straightened his attitude and said, "Yesterday the teacher gave us a question, and I don't quite know how to do it. Can Brother Rong..."

Jia Rong nodded.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you have to resort to such tricks?"

"Let's go, let me go take a look."

"Haha." Jia Huan laughed: "Brother, follow me."

The two arrived at Jia Huan's small courtyard.

There were two little girls sweeping snow in the yard. Their lips were purple from the cold and they were shivering.

Jia Huan walked in front and said loudly: "My elder brother Rong is here today, please clean it up and don't miss any..."

"That's enough." Jia Rong pushed Jia Huan away and said to the two little girls sweeping the snow, "Go back to the house and warm up first."

The two little girls seemed to have not expected Jia Rong to speak to them like this. They were flattered for a moment and saluted repeatedly: "Thank you, Master Rong, thank you, Master Rong."

Jia Huan waved his hand and said, "Brother Rong has said so. You can go down and sweep the snow tomorrow when the sun rises and it's warm."

"Thank you, Third Master."

The two little girls bowed quickly and went down.

Jia Rong nodded slightly.

It can be seen that although Jia Huan is a little irritable and naughty, his heart is not a bad one. He just needs to be guided correctly.

After entering the house, Jia Huan was busy pouring tea for Jia Rong, and said with a chuckle: "Brother, please try this tea. I usually can't bear to drink it."

Jia Rong picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

"Really good tea."

"What question did the teacher give you? Show it to me."

Jia Huan hurried inside to find the book, brought it to Jia Rong and said, "It's this question. I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try. I don't know how to start."

Jia Rong looked and saw a line from Mencius: "Is there a way to make friends with neighboring countries?" Mencius replied: "Only the benevolent can make the big things small."

The benevolence Confucius talked about mostly refers to benevolence.

The benevolence Mencius talked about was mostly benevolent government.

At Jia Huan's age, it is indeed too difficult to understand Mencius' benevolent government, so Jia Rong can only explain some rigid routines to him.

"Which article does this question come from?" Jia Rong asked.

Jia Huan said, "Mencius, King Hui of Liang, Chapter 3."

Like "The Analects of Confucius", "Mencius" does not have so-called chapter titles. For convenience, later generations took the first two or three words of each chapter as the title of the chapter.

Jia Rong nodded and said, "Read the Annotations ten times."

Jia Huan found the anthology and read: "The heart of a benevolent person is broad-minded and compassionate, and he does not care about the selfishness of big or small, strong or weak..."

half an hour.

Jia Huan stayed there with a dry mouth.

"Brother, I have finished reading it ten times."

"Okay."

Jia Rong nodded.

"Let me teach you how to solve this sentence first. If you pick a word from this sentence that runs through the whole question, which word would you choose?"

Jia Huan: "Benevolence."

Jia Rong: "This boy is teachable."

To sum up, there are three ways to solve the problem.

Break the meaning, break the sentence, break the words.

Breaking the meaning is the best, but also the most difficult.

The difficulty is moderate.
The character "破" is the lowest and also the simplest.

Jia Huan is now suitable for breaking characters.

It does not require profound meaning, elegance, or fancy literary talent. As long as you can write an article that is logically coherent, you are qualified.

Under Jia Rong's guidance, Jia Huan wrote an eight-part essay that seemed a little awkward to Jia Rong but was very formal.

"It's done!"

Jia Huan clapped his hands excitedly: "With Brother Rong teaching me, I will definitely win first place this time!"

Jia Rong shook his head: "It's not important whether you get first place or not. What's important is that when you read the articles of the saints, you must understand the meaning of the articles and use the great principles of the saints to restrain your behavior and thoughts."

"Know right from wrong and know etiquette!"

Jia Huan: "I understand."

Jia Rong: "Now that you understand, what do you think of your walking posture? Is it beautiful to have your nostrils pointed upwards?"

Jia Huan blushed.

"Not again."

Jia Rong stood up and said with a smile, "If you have any questions about writing in the future, feel free to ask me."

With that said, he pushed open the door and walked out.

"Brother Rong, tea leaves..."

Jia Huan arrived at the door carrying tea.

"Keep it for yourself."

Jia Rong has already left the yard.

Jia Huan quickly put the tea away and treated it as a treasure.

"Tell me earlier that you want to invite Rong'er to tea, so why not give me a few taels?"

Tanchun suddenly appeared in the room.

Jia Huan was so startled that he almost dropped the tea box in his hand: "Why are you here? When did you come?"

Since Mrs. Wang entered the small Buddhist temple, the relationship between the siblings has eased a lot. However, Jia Huan is still a little afraid of his sister.

Tanchun said, "I just came. I saw you were studying hard, so I didn't disturb you."

"Why, did you benefit a lot?"

Jia Huan chuckled and said, "It's not bad."

Tanchun frowned and said, "Put away your 'hehe'. You are a young master from a wealthy family. Etiquette, etiquette."

The words "young master of a great family" made Jia Huan very happy. He smiled and said, "It's hard to change it now. I will change it slowly in the future."

"By the way, what are you doing here today?"

Tanchun pointed at Jia Huan's hand and said sternly, "The tea leaves, I was wondering why they were gone after just one sip, it turns out you brought them along."

Jia Huan: "Well, I'm not..."

Tanchun: "Well, remember to tell me what you are taking from now on. If you keep doing this, you will take something that is not yours from now on."

Jia Huan: “Oh…”

……

The next morning.

After Jia Huan handed in the article, several teachers from the clan studies department were amazed after reading it.

“This article is number one!”

"The entrance exam is also a sure thing."

"Brother Huan has become a good student."

"Go and tell Master Zheng the good news."

Several clan school teachers took Jia Huan's article and, despite the difficulty of traveling in the snow, went to find Jia Zheng, who was drinking alone at home.

"Second Master, congratulations!"

"Your son suddenly got wise today. His writing skills have reached a high level, not inferior to those of a scholar."

"What? Really!"

Jia Zheng's eyes lit up.

"Baoyu, you finally got it!"

"Well..." One of the clan studies teachers said in embarrassment: "We are talking about Third Master Huan. As for Second Master Bao you mentioned, he hasn't been here for more than half a year."

Jia Zheng: "..."

Outrageous!

Mr. Zheng was furious on the spot.

"Somebody come!"

"Take the rope and the stick..."

Halfway through his words, Jia Zheng suddenly thought that he should do it himself.

Only in this way can I relieve the hatred in my heart.

That’s right, it’s hate!

The love is so deep, the hatred is so deep!

Just do it.

Jia Zheng didn't bring anyone with him, he just rushed to Baoyu's yard in a menacing manner.

Xiren came out and bowed quickly.

"Second Master."

Jia Zheng did not even glance at him, but simply asked, "Where is Baoyu?"

Xi hurriedly said, "In the north courtyard, studying with Mr. Qin."

"Reading? Humph!"

Jia Zheng sneered.

"Saying that he studies is a sulliment to the word 'study'!"

"I haven't been to school for half a year!"

"I want to see what book he is reading!"

……

Jia Rong didn't realize that he had only taught Jia Huan an article, but it ended up leading to many stories.

He was taking a comfortable bath at this moment.

It's freezing outside.

The house is warm as spring.

Qingwen rubbed Jia Rong's shoulders with her little hands.

"Where's Xiangling?"

Jia Rong suddenly asked.

Without Dai Xiangling, there is less fun.

Qingwen asked, "Isn't she at Miss Lin's place? Did you see her when you went there today?"

Jia Rong shook his head: "No."

He was kicked out before he could finish his words.

"Do you miss her? I'll go call her later."

"Don't." Jia Rong said, "It's freezing outside. If you go out and get cold, I'll be worried."

"Tell her to come tomorrow. I'll test her to see how she's doing."

Qingwen narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Don't say that, she has become a poetry nerd, her head is full of poetry, and she probably has forgotten who Master Zi is."

Jia Rong said, "She has to get into it in this way, so she can learn well."

"Miss Qingwen, don't talk about others. When will you learn to read and write? Look at Xiangling learning poetry. Ping'er already knew a few words and now she is also learning to read while doing accounts. Xiaoxiao has read all the four books with me since she was a child. Only you can't read a single word."

"Who said that?" Qingwen raised her chin. "I know a lot of characters now, and I can write my name. Sometimes I even read books."

"Oh?"

Jia Rong asked curiously, "Who taught you?"

Qingwen: "Miss Lin."

Jia Rong: "So you guys are so good? What kind of books did you study?"

Qingwen: "Various novels."

"I'll ask them about the words I don't know."

Jia Rong: “…”

They are all talented!
After a while, Jia Rong finished washing and changed his clothes. He looked at Qingwen and said, "Do you want to go wash too?"

Qingwen shook her head and said, "I am too shy to go."

"Wait until I go to school, and then I'll wash it during the day."

Jia Rong: “…”