This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 159: Jia Baoyu's Passion and the Tragedy of the Twelve Beauties

Jia Mansion, back garden.

Luo Zijun brought Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan, and under the guidance of the maid of the Jia family, came to a pavilion.

On the stone table in the pavilion.

There are fruits, cakes, hot tea, iced juice, and various snacks.

After the maids from the Jia Mansion left, Xiao Huan whispered, "Sir, this place is so big, and there are so many maids and servants. Each of them is dressed so beautifully."

Zhi Yuan, who was standing by, laughed and said, "The maids in the Jia Mansion live better than many other young ladies in other mansions. They are very ostentatious. Every time a master goes out, he probably needs at least six or seven maids and four or five maids to serve him inside and outside, as well as various servants and guards."

Xiao Huan smacked her lips and said, "It feels like they are richer than our An Guo Mansion."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly feel something was wrong, and quickly stuck out her tongue, a little embarrassedly saying: "Sister Zhiyuan, our Anguo Mansion is also very powerful."

Zhi Yuan smiled and said, "After all, they are royal relatives, so they still have to fight for some face. I heard that they are now building a large garden, preparing to welcome the royal concubine back next year. When I heard from the young lady, they were already building it. Now it has been more than two months, and I heard that not even half of it is completed. The young lady said that it is very large and has all kinds of rare treasures. It will take at least until the end of the year to complete it."

Xiao Huan opened her eyes wide and asked, "How much will that cost?"

Zhiyuan laughed and said, "They must be rich to build it like this."

Luo Zijun listened silently at the side and thought to himself: Yes, he is indeed rich, but he embezzles and accepts bribes, lends money at high interest rates, and even robs his family.

I wonder if Miss Lin knows that the dowry and property she brought are almost wasted.

Just as I was thinking about things, a group of people suddenly surrounded a young man, entered from the round door in front, and then walked quickly towards this side.

Bai Qingtong's maid Huaer followed beside her.

The young man had a handsome face and bright eyes. He wore a purple gold crown inlaid with jewels on his head, a golden headband with two dragons fighting for a pearl tied at his eyebrows, a red arrow-shaped sleeve with two-color golden butterflies on it, a long tasseled palace belt with colorful silk flowers, a dark blue flowered eight-round Japanese-forged tasseled jacket, and small court boots with a green satin and pink base. He walked hurriedly, his face full of excitement.

As soon as he saw the man's appearance and dress, Luo Zijun immediately guessed who the other person was.

Although the story, background, characters, plot, etc. are very different from those in the book, the appearance of the characters does not seem to be much different.

When the young man saw Luo Zijun in the pavilion, he quickened his pace and almost ran. His eyes were sparkling and his face was full of excitement. When he was still on the stone bridge outside, he couldn't help shouting, "Brother Luo! Brother Luo! You want to kill me!"

Hua'er and the maids, nannies and servants all trotted behind.

Luo Zijun quickly stood up.

The young man rushed into the pavilion and grasped his hand. His dark eyes stared at his handsome face again and again, and he looked him up and down. He couldn't help stamping his feet and exclaimed: "I didn't expect there would be such a wonderful man in the world! I thought Brother Luo was extremely talented and must be quite old, but I didn't expect that he was so young, and looked about the same age as me, and had such an incomparable appearance and demeanor! It's a pity that we met too late! It's a pity that we met too late!"

Then he sighed again: "Now that I have met Brother Luo, I realize that the men I met before were all ugly and ugly, unworthy of being in a noble place."

Luo Zijun: “…”

Hua'er thought he was frightened by the nobleman's enthusiasm and exaggerated behavior, so she hurried over to introduce him, "Mr. Luo, this is Mr. Baoyu from the Jia family. Just now, my young lady went to the back to see the old ancestor of the Jia family. When Mr. Baoyu heard that you had entered the mansion, he immediately clamored to come and see you, so my young lady asked the maid to bring him here."

Jia Baoyu laughed and said, "Look at me, I forgot to introduce myself. As soon as I got here, I grabbed Brother Luo's hand and went crazy. Sorry for the rudeness."

Luo Zijun calmly pulled her hand away from his, and said with a bow, "It turns out to be Master Baoyu. I have heard of you for a long time."

Jia Baoyu quickly held his hand again and scolded him, "Calling me Young Master is too strange. Just call me Baoyu. Don't ever call me Young Master again. In front of Brother Luo, I am not worthy of being called a Young Master. Oh, seeing those poems and books written by Brother Luo, and thinking about what I wrote before, I really want to die. I am like the mud under my feet, and Brother Luo is like the bright moon in the sky. There is no comparison, no comparison."

Luo Zijun pulled her hand out of his again, bowed and said, "Then call me Brother Baoyu."

Jia Baoyu then smiled and said, "Well, it's really presumptuous to force Brother Luo to call me Baoyu when we just met. Brother Luo, you don't know that when I knew you would come today, not only was I so excited that I didn't sleep well for three nights, but my sisters were also very excited. These days, we have been discussing the books that Brother Luo wrote, especially the one that Brother Luo just wrote, "Shenyuan Love Dream". The two short poems in it are simply the works of gods, touching, full of emotion, and endless aftertaste. My sisters, sisters, and maids all burst into tears after reading them. Brother Luo's talent really makes us admire him with all our bodies."

Then, she held his hand again and said with a smile: "Since Brother Luo is here today, please stay in my house for a few days. I can have a good chat with you and ask you some questions."

Then he sighed again and said, "After seeing Brother Luo's demeanor today, I'm afraid I won't be interested in chatting with those filthy people anymore. It's uncomfortable to just look at them, how can I have a good chat with them?"

The corner of Luo Zijun's mouth twitched, and she exerted some strength to pull her hand out of his palm again, and said modestly: "Brother Baoyu's praise makes me feel very ashamed."

Jia Baoyu suddenly pulled him and said, "By the way, Brother Luo, come on, I'll take you to the backyard to meet my sisters. I'm afraid they are looking forward to meeting Brother Luo."

As soon as these words came out, a maid standing outside the court quickly said, "Sir, no. The women of the family live there, and it's not convenient for Master Luo to go there."

Luo Zijun looked up and saw that she had a long face, a slender figure, and average looks. She thought to herself: Could it be Xiren?

At this time, another maid said in a clear voice: "It's not that particular. Young Master Luo is not a dishonest person, so what is there to be afraid of? But if you are worried about the master and his wife blaming you, you can let the girls come here, in public, and you won't be afraid."

Luo Zijun felt the voice was familiar and looked over.

The maid had a slender and delicate figure, fair skin, dark and lively eyes, and an extremely delicate appearance. Standing among the other maids, she was as dazzling as a crane among chickens. When she saw him looking at her, she smiled at him sweetly, with bright eyes and white teeth, and was pretty and charming.

Luo Zijun said secretly: This must be Qingwen, the most beautiful maid in the Jia family.

When she was in Jinshan Temple, this girl was very courageous and had a strong sense of justice. She stood out from the crowd and was not afraid of Jia Lian's identity. She dared to speak for him, which left a deep impression on him.

Of course, this pretty maid had seen his embarrassing situation in the Heavenly King Palace before and helped him up.

"Qingwen, stop talking nonsense. How can girls just come out and meet other men?"

Xiren quickly rebuked in a low voice.

Qingwen smiled and said, "You are already on friendly terms with them, so how can you still be an outsider? Besides, the girls have all studied in academies, and they are not the old ladies from wealthy families who never leave the house and are too ashamed to see people. The girls in our mansion are all well-mannered and have seen the world. There is no need to be so pedantic."

Xiren suddenly became angry.

Jia Baoyu said, "Qingwen is right. Xiren, go tell Sister Lin and the others that I am talking to Brother Luo here, and ask them to come over and talk as well. We are all scholars, and Brother Luo was personally invited by father and uncle, so he is not an outsider, and no one will gossip about him."

Xiren immediately said angrily, "I won't go. Let Qingwen go."

Qingwen on the side said with a smile: "I'll go if I want."

After that, he smiled at Luo Zijun again and left gracefully. Jia Baoyu took Luo Zijun's hand again and said, "Brother Luo, let's sit down and talk. I hope you can tell me how those books were written and where the inspiration came from. Especially the book "A Chinese Ghost Story", the love story between a human and a ghost. When I first read it, I was shocked by its divine book."

Luo Zijun wanted to kick him away, but he had to keep a polite smile on his face. He pulled his hand out of his hand again, walked to the other side and sat down, saying, "I just made it up and wrote it casually. How can a human and a ghost really fall in love?"

Jia Baoyu immediately said, "That's not necessarily true. The story that Brother Luo wrote is so sincere and emotional, so there must be a reason for it."

As he spoke, he walked around the stone table, sat down next to him, and stretched out his hands to hold his hands again.

Luo Zijun's mouth twitched, and he quickly reached out and took some melon seeds to eat.

Zhiyuan, who was standing in the corner, quickly turned his back, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably, obviously laughing.

Jia Baoyu whispered, "Brother Luo, have you ever had those dreams about love between a human and a ghost? Or have you ever really seen a ghost?"

Luo Zijun smiled and said, "Brother Baoyu, you are joking. There are no ghosts in this world."

Jia Baoyu suddenly came close to him, his mouth almost touching his ear, and whispered, "Tell Brother Luo that I have seen a ghost."

Luo Zijun clenched one hand into a fist, endured it, moved his butt to the side, and smiled: "Oh?"

This pervert, can't he really be attracted to both men and women?
"Really, I've seen it."

Jia Baoyu also moved his buttocks and got closer to him, whispering, "There have been several times when I couldn't sleep at night and went out to enjoy the moon, and I saw ghosts."

Luo Zijun's heart moved, and he asked in a low voice: "What kind of ghost?"

Jia Baoyu said: "The black shadow was like paper, light and fluttering, and it floated away in an instant."

Luo Zijun looked at his pupils and suddenly used his mind-reading skills.

This guy didn't lie.

If that black shadow was a soul, how could he see it?
Could it really be a ghost?
Or maybe he is gifted and has supernatural powers?
While he was thinking, a servant came hurriedly, stopped outside the pavilion, bowed and asked, "Excuse me, is Master Luo here?"

Jia Baoyu took one look and said to Luo Zijun, "It's someone from my uncle's place."

Then he looked at the servant and asked, "Zhang Gui, did your uncle ask you to come and see Brother Luo?"

Zhang Gui hurriedly said respectfully, "Yes, Second Young Master, the master asked me to invite Young Master Luo to come over and have a chat."

Luo Zijun stood up.

Jia Baoyu smiled and said, "Come on, Brother Luo, I'll go with you."

Zhang Gui glanced at him, then lowered his head and said, "The Second Master is also there."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Jia Baoyu's face froze, and he quickly said, "Then I won't go, Brother Luo, you should go alone. Remember to come over later, my sisters still want to see you."

Luo Zijun nodded politely and took Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan out of the pavilion.

Just as he reached the round gate, Qingwen, who was wearing a light yellow dress and looked pretty, happened to come in from outside. When she saw him, she was surprised and said, "Master Luo, where are you going? The girls will be here soon."

Then she looked at Zhang Gui in front of her, and immediately understood what was going on. She smiled and said, "So it was the master who called you. Go quickly then. Remember to come over later. Don't keep the girls waiting for too long."

As she said this, she smiled sweetly and walked past him.

Luo Zijun said, "Miss Qingwen, thank you for meeting me last time at Jinshan Temple."

Qingwen paused, turned her head and looked at him, blinked her dark and lively eyes, and said with a smile: "Sir, what are you talking about? I really admire your character for that incident. I just said a few words for you, no need to thank me."

Then she suddenly laughed, glanced at him coquettishly, and whispered, "Sir, you did fall down in the Heavenly King Palace, so you should thank me. I didn't tell anyone."

Luo Zijun bowed and said, "Thank you, young lady, for hiding this embarrassing thing for me."

Qingwen laughed again, with bright eyes and white teeth, and waved her little hand at him, saying, "Go quickly, young master, don't keep the master waiting anxiously."

Having said that, he left with a smile.

Luo Zijun followed Zhang Gui and continued walking forward, sighing secretly in his heart.

A simple, honest and innocent maid like Qingwen is indeed not suitable to live in such a mansion. I wonder if her future ending will be the same as in the book, slandered and driven away by Mrs. Wang, lonely and helpless, lying seriously ill in a cold alley, calling "mother" all night, and dying miserably.

While I was thinking about something, Zhiyuan suddenly whispered beside me, "Sir, are you interested in Miss Qingwen? Miss Tanchun said before that all the maids in the Jia family are not as pretty as Qingwen, and Qingwen is very good at needlework, and she is also upright and loyal. If you like her, you can ask Miss to tell Miss Tanchun, and I think you can buy her back."

Hearing this, Luo Zijun glanced at her and said, "Zhiyuan, do you think that I like all pretty girls I see?"

Zhi Yuan smiled and said, "That's not the case. It's just that I just noticed that the Master is paying special attention to her. And she is indeed very pretty. She doesn't look like a maid at all."

Luo Zijun smiled and said nothing more.

He was indeed interested in that little girl, but of course it wasn't just because she was pretty.

In fact, he is very concerned about everyone in the Jia family.

He was very curious about the fate of the other Twelve Beauties of Jinling. Was their fate already predetermined? And could he change anything?
It always feels like too much of a coincidence.

One of his souls came with the mission of preventing the tragedy, and now, right before his eyes, so many people who were about to fall into tragedy suddenly appeared.

He has decided to prevent some tragedy.

But he alone cannot prevent so many tragedies.

Thinking all the way, I soon arrived at the front hall.

(End of this chapter)