Sister Feng raised her eyebrows, snorted, and said sarcastically: "Yo, it's amazing, our family is actually going to have a Wenqu star." He was only a little older, and someone came to the door to ask for a book to be printed for him. ”

"What's this? Children of people like us, if they can draw a few strokes and make a few lines of poetry, few people will come to look for poems and words, and ask for questions in paintings. Jia Lian didn't care, and said, "Brother Cong didn't do these foreign affairs at home all day?"

"Haven't you been at home all day?" Sister Feng sneered and said, "Why, haven't you heard that the second master has already persuaded the eldest master to write nonsense at home because Brother Cong refused to study." ”

Jia Lian smiled and said: "Don't say that the master is on the rise, he may not be willing to listen to the second master's words, just say that Brother Cong refuses to read, and the second master only knows one or the other?" A few days ago, the master told me that Brother Cong asked him for a study, saying that he could be quieter when reading and writing...... Besides, Uncle Rui is sick, and the old lady in school has come to our house to look for medicine a few times, but now I am afraid that I don't have the heart to study, Brother Cong went to school, and he also followed people to mess around, so it is better to ...... at home."

Sister Feng raised her eyebrows, glanced at Ping'er, and said slowly: "How many times has the old lady come to look for medicine for us......?"

Jia Lian smiled: "A few times when I caught up with me at home, I casually made the decision, and forgot to alarm our second grandmother-"

Before he could say a word, the little guy on the second door came to report: "The master is waiting for the second master in the study." ”

Sending Jia Lian out, Sister Feng turned back, brushed the ashes in the stove, and sneered: "That bastard's life is quite long......"

Before he spoke, a girl said: Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue, Mrs. Xing, are all at the old lady's. Sister Feng hurriedly changed her clothes and went to Jia's mother's yard.

On this day, the sky was sunny, the sky was cloudless, and the sun was warm, which was a rare day of good weather.

Early in the morning, the old man of Jinxiang Bohan took the most distressed little grandson to the street to see the candy man, walked for a while, bought a few sugar man clay puppets, the little grandson was tired and refused to walk, Jinxiang Bo found a teahouse that he often went to drink tea and listen to books.

As soon as he went to the teahouse, he saw that Wu Guifei's father, Wu Tianyou, was also there, and he had a salute to reminisce about the past.

"Bang" Zhenmu made a crisp sound, and the storyteller shook off the fan, and was extremely chic: "Let's talk about the founding of the country today...... The king of Nan'an sat on the back of the horse, dragged the long knife upside down, and raised his hands, so he slashed...... The blood poured out, and the thief fell in front of the horse, and the king of the county stabbed again......"

"Tut, the knife of the king of Nan'an is really powerful, just like the second master Guan is alive, and he deserves to be crowned a king. Some spectators couldn't help but admire.

"According to me, the prince of Zhenguo is called powerful, and he is riding in black clothes under his command, and the battle array is rushing and galloping like the wind, taking the head of the enemy general among 10,000 people, such as probing for things, no wonder he can seal the town. ”

There are also spectators who disagree with others' views. "Nonsense, Zhenguo Gonggong is good at governing the army, but any black clothes are blown out. How can he compare with the king of Nan'an County? Who doesn't know that the king of Nan'an County is still leading the army. Zhen Guogong!" It is inevitable that some people will not admit defeat.

Who doesn't know, Zhen Guogong was seriously injured in the battle that year, and he shed a few jars of blood, and he went within two years of being crowned Guogong, and his son was only old at that time, and this ability was naturally lost. The spectators who had praised Zhen Guogong before were also stubborn, blowing their beards and arguing with their eyes glaring.

"Look, the prince of Zhenguo was seriously injured, but the king of Nan'an County grew old safely, who has the ability?"

"The king of Nan'an County fought those battles, how to compare with the prince of Zhenguo, who doesn't know that the king of Nan'an is the righteous son of □□, the king of this county...... Hey ......"

"What do you mean!

"Just say it, who's afraid of whom......"

Seeing that the fight was about to start, someone suddenly said: "If you want me to say that Ning Guogong was only powerful in the past, and the situation of nine deaths and one life back then made him win." There is also Rong Guogong, seeing that the army was defeated like a mountain, the ground suddenly shook, and a big crack opened in the ground, which happened to crack on the enemy's position. The most strange thing is that Rong Guogong led the army to be surrounded, and the river in front of him was surging, Rong Guogong prayed with a sword for a while, and the river receded......"

"Nonsense!"

"!"

The confrontation between the two sides finally found a new outlet and bombarded in unison. "It is written in the article of the prince of Rongguo Mansion, can there be any fake?" The man Xu felt the pressure from the other side, and his face turned red.

"Dare to ask, this article ......" Jin Xiangbo glanced at the slaves beside him, and his own slaves stepped forward to ask.

Let's say that Han Qi, the son of Jinxiang Uncle, returned home with a sense of wine, and before he entered the door, he heard a thunderous roar from his son, and the house shook: "Where are you going to drink flower wine?"

Han Qi was so frightened that he trembled, suddenly sobered up, and hurriedly said respectfully: "No, I didn't go anywhere, Feng Ziying had a treat today, and I went to his house for a few drinks." ”

Uncle Jinxiang was furious and scolded: "If you have a son, you will know how to drink and have fun." The youngest son of Jia Yu of Rongguo Mansion is not a few years older than your son, and he has written a good article, but what about you, you have achieved nothing......"

Jia Cong was really shot while lying down......

On this day, Jia Cong was lazy and didn't want to write, so he cut paper in the house, preparing to paste some models of airplanes and tanks for fun.

Although Jia Cong didn't want to go, he listened to the voice of the little girl, and it seemed that there was something important, so he had to get dressed and go to Jia Yu's study.

As soon as I entered the study, I heard Jia Cong laughing, and seemed to be very happy, and when I saw Jia Cong coming, he said: "We have a few relatives who love your articles very much, and I am afraid that there will be some mistakes in the copying, so I have written to ask me, why don't you print Fu Zi? Your brother also told me a few days ago that several bookstores came to him to beg him to ask for your articles to be printed, but he didn't dare to agree......

Jia Cong pursed his lips and said, "What is there that you dare not agree? ”

"Bastard!" Jia Yu immediately snorted: "There is no food and drink for you at home." ”

"Eating and drinking is no less. But the old man has no money, so he can ask the old lady for it, I have no money, and my wife won't give it to me...... Thousands of miles of officials are only for money, I have written for so many days, and it is not too much to exchange some money. ”

Jia Cong was full of crooked reasoning and heresy, and when he heard it, Jia Yu had a headache, and glared: "Nonsense......

Jia Cong's mouth was flattened, his eyes were red, and he looked at Jia Lian with tears in his eyes.

Because it was Jia Lian who came out of the horse, Jia Cong got an extra two hundred taels of silver this time, a full five hundred taels, and Jia Cong was very generous to buy a set of red gold collars outside and give it to the eldest sister.

As for Sister Feng and Ping'er, as well as the sisters and brothers in Fuzhong, Jia Cong only sent a few boxes of Western sweets.

On this day, Jia Cong went to ask Jia's mother to say goodbye, and everyone happened to be there, laughing and playing cards with Jia's mother. Seeing Jia Cong, Sister Feng beckoned with a smile and said, "Brother Cong, come here, I have something to ask you." ”

Jia Cong smiled and said, "What's the matter with my sister-in-law?"

Sister Feng smiled: "Let me ask you, you printed books and earned a few hundred taels of silver, why are you so stingy and only scatter some candy for everyone." ”

Jia Cong smiled and said, "I can't buy a few good gifts with my little silver, so it's better to buy more candy, and everyone can share some." ”

Sister Feng smiled and said, "Then why did you buy a gold collar for the eldest sister?"

Jia Cong said scoundrelly: "Who made the eldest sister younger than me, but she can't love more?"

For a while, everyone laughed, laughed and laughed, and suddenly heard Debaochai say: "I saw that the book published by Brother Cong used the name of the three-flavor scholar, but it came from Li Xianchen in the Song Dynasty. ”

Jia Cong shook his head and smiled: "These three flavors come from [want to drink sake and be ashamed of not being a Coats, drink sweet wine and regret not having a beautiful woman, and drink light wine and the old rain is scattered, which is for the three flavors in addition to the eight flavors in the wine. 】”

Baochai frowned: "I haven't heard of this sentence, I don't know what book it contains?"

Jia Cong blinked his eyes: "I'm talking nonsense." ”

Everyone laughed again, Tanchun pushed Baoyu with a smile, and said with a smile: "There is another ancients in our family who made it up, and I also made it up." It's all you teach badly. ”

Baoyu smiled: "How can you blame me?"

Mother Jia stroked Baoyu's head and said with a smile: "How can this be blamed for Baoyu's ......?"

Xichun's eyes rolled, and he smiled again: "Since the three flavors are like this, how can the scholar explain it?"

Jia Cong said: "Don't you know, the soul of the Tao is gone, and the predecessor is because he is a scholar." ”

Tan Chun smiled and asked, "This is also made up by you again?"

Before Jia Cong could answer, he heard Baochai smile again: "The servant is just a nine-rank official of the Hanlin Academy, but Brother Cong said that he was a boy of a nine-grade official in his previous life. It's too humble. ”

Jia Cong thought about it, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, Baochai's words were clearly a slap in the face. The subtext can't be more obvious, how much background can a boy of a nine-grade official have?

It is also worthy of saying that the word is apocryphal.

Jia Cong raised his eyebrows, he didn't want to deal with women, but he was slapped in the face in public and didn't return it, which is not his style. Walk through the Red Mansion to write essays

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Chapter 50: The Three Flavors Scholar.