Red Mansion, Ningfu Scholarly Family

Chapter 45 Baoyu's Filial Piety

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"Brother Rong, did you pass the exam?"

There had once been a scholar in the Rongguo Mansion, and Grandmother Jia knew something about him.

There was a hint of envy in his tone unconsciously.

But not much!

After all, he was just a scholar. To such a huge Duke's Mansion, a scholar was nothing.

Sister Feng stepped forward and smiled, "Does the old ancestor also like scholars? Don't worry, wait a year or two until Baoyu grows up, and then I can also test one for you."

"Hahaha……"

As Fengjie spoke, she started laughing first.

I just said it casually to make you laugh.

Don’t take it seriously.

But Grandmother Jia obviously took it seriously and was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

Mrs. Wang also laughed.

"Baoyu is still a little young after all. He is only ten years old, while Rong'er is already fifteen."

"When Baoyu grows up, he will naturally know how to study. He may not be much worse than Rong'er."

"That's the truth!"

Everyone felt that Mrs. Wang’s words made sense!

For a moment, several maids including Lai's, Zhou Rui's, Wu Xindeng's and others were busy flattering him, and the atmosphere in the house was very warm.

"Master Bao has Baoyu, so he is the most blessed."

"Master Bao will definitely be a great man when he grows up!"

"Master Bao is filial, obedient and sensible!"

"Master Bao has become more and more fond of reading recently..."

"Master Bao will definitely win the first place in the imperial examination!"

"Master Bao is here!"

As everyone was talking about Baoyu, he lifted the curtain and came in.

He was wearing a bright red robe, cloud-like boots, and had five or six long braids tied up on his head. He wore a headband with black edges and gold thread. His big face was as bright as the Mid-Autumn moon, so crystal clear that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

"Grandpa, ma'am!"

Jia Baoyu bowed and then jumped into Mrs. Wang's arms: "My yard is ready, and Sister Lin's yard is also ready. You can take Sister Lin back."

Mrs. Wang caressed Baoyu all over his body and face, feeling his plumpness and was very happy.

"Madam, is it okay?" Baoyu put his arms around Mrs. Wang's neck and said coquettishly.

Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "All right, all right. Go and ask your sister Lin to come back, little girl Feng."

Sister Feng thought for a moment and said with a smile, "They are busy over there right now, why not go there tomorrow?"

Mrs. Wang wished she could delay the date by one day, so she certainly would not object. She agreed immediately and said with a smile, "Then tomorrow."

Baoyu felt a little unhappy when he heard this.

But after thinking about it, several months had passed and one day might not matter, he stopped making a fuss and waited patiently to see Lin Daiyu tomorrow.

At this moment, Jia's mother suddenly remembered something and said, "I vaguely heard that Zhen Ge'er was beaten again a few days ago? Is that true?"

Baoyu in Mrs. Wang's arms couldn't help but shiver.

Brother Zhen got beaten again?

In the past, every time Big Brother Zhen got beaten, it was his turn next...

They are brothers in distress.

As if sensing Baoyu's uneasiness, Mrs. Wang hugged him even tighter.

"Brother Jing abuses his son every other day, but treats his grandson like a treasure!" Mrs. Wang's tone sounded somewhat indignant for Jia Zhen.

Why does the master only beat his son so hard?

I didn't see Jia Zheng picking up Jia Lan and beating him.
He only recognized Baoyu and wanted to beat him!

Sister Feng said, "All masters are like this. The other day, the eldest master called our master over and whipped him with a whip. His face was disfigured. When asked why, he said nothing. He just wanted to beat his son because his hands were itching."

"Lian'er was also beaten? Why didn't anyone tell me about this?" Jia's grandmother asked in surprise while drinking tea.

Sister Feng hurriedly smiled and said, "It's nothing, just two light hits. I didn't tell the old ancestor because I was afraid he would worry. He's fine now."

"That's good." Grandmother Jia nodded, and then said helplessly, "Your master was also a troublemaker since he was young. When his father was alive, he beat him to death several times, but it was useless. He forgot about it after the scar healed. Now that he is old, he has become even more troublesome. I can't control him."

Mrs. Wang laughed and said, "It is said that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and the old lady should just enjoy her happiness." "That's right." Sister Feng clapped her hands and laughed, "Let's not talk about others, just Baoyu is so filial, he makes the old ancestor happy every day, how can other families have that?"

"Hahaha……"

"Baoyu is such a filial son!"

"Even more filial than Rong Ge'er!"

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This side of Ningguo Mansion.

The guests gradually dispersed until the sun set.

Jia Jing was still in high spirits after a day of socializing.

This grandson really makes him proud.

He actually got first place in the exam again!
It was almost the small three yuan.

People say that he is partial to his son and loves his grandson, but if a grandson like this is born, wouldn't he be loved and cared for like a treasure in any family?

"Grandpa, Rong Ge'er is back."

"Quick, ask him to come to the study."

After a while, Jia Rong came to the study.

Today, he was having tea at a roadside tea stall. There was a storyteller in the stall, who told interesting stories of the Jianghu in a vivid way. Jia Rong had a rare moment of free time, so he had afternoon tea at the tea stall and came back in the evening.

"Master." Jia Rong bowed.

"Brother Rong is here, please sit down."

Jia Jing pointed to a chair at the lower right, and waited for Jia Rong to sit down before saying with a smile, "Now that you have achieved fame, you can come to the study more often to listen to the affairs of the court. If you have any opinions, you can speak out directly."

In this study, Jia Rong not only has a seat, but also has a voice.

It is indeed different after having achieved fame and honor.

"Grandpa, Lord Zhou has chosen me as the first choice. Do you want me to go to his house to pay my respects to him tomorrow?"

Jia Jing nodded and smiled, "Of course I have to go. This is customary. Since he has chosen you as the first candidate, your relationship is naturally incomparable to others."

"Last time I heard you say that Lord Zhou was a disciple of Prime Minister Ye? Does this mean..."

"It's okay." Jia Jing said calmly, "You are just a teacher and student, nothing else is involved. Besides, the power in the court is originally you are in me and I am in you. Just recognize a teacher, don't worry too much."

"Grandson, remember this."

"Well, there is one more thing. Although you have passed the college entrance examination, you still cannot slack off in your studies. You must remember that studying is like sailing against the current. If you don't move forward, you will fall behind."

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I know."

After talking for a while, it was already time to light the lamps.

Jia Jing ordered people to put the food in the study. The grandfather and grandson drank a little wine. During the meal, Jia Jing talked about some trivial matters in the court and began to slowly guide Jia Rong's eyes to look towards the higher positions in the government.

It was almost the second watch when Jia Rong left the study.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the breeze is cool.

Jia Rong held his forehead with his hand. He was a little tipsy after having some wine with his grandfather.

Thinking that he had been busy preparing for the exams these past two days and had not shown filial piety by serving medicine to his master, he felt it was wrong, so Jia Rong came to the East Crossing with a slightly shaky face.

"Master, what are you doing here so late?"

"How much alcohol did you drink?"

When Peifeng saw Jia Rong's expression, she hurried forward to support him.

"I just had a couple of drinks with my grandfather."

"How has the master been these past two days? Has he been taking his pills on time?"

Peifeng gave Jia Rong a light look.

"Don't worry, nothing is left behind."

"The master has become a sick man."

Jia Rong nodded and said with relief: "That's good, I'll go in and see the master."

"Forget it, the master just went to bed."

"In that case, I won't bother you anymore."

This time, Master Zhen lay down in an unusual way. He was in a very bad state and could not bear any stimulation, let alone get angry.