Originally, the Yingchun nurse was immersed in her own performance, and when she heard someone laughing next to her, she opened her eyes and saw that it was Jia Cong, and she couldn't help jumping up and scolding, but suddenly she saw Jia Mu in front of her, and immediately swallowed her words back, covered her face and called the old lady aggrievedly, and couldn't help crying.

Jia Mu threw the cards in her hand, trembling angrily, pointing at Jia Cong and asking, "What are you laughing at? ”

Seeing that Jia's mother was angry, Jia Cong still felt funny, and suddenly smiled: "I am laughing at the good jokes told by this mother, it is a pity to be an errand in the house, if in the pear orchard, with this burden of jokes, you can also get a name that is not afraid of poverty." ”

The old Jingzuo Jingzhong said that the people who were good at telling jokes in the pear garden in Beijing were not afraid of poverty, and they were covered by Liu Jingting and the like.

Liu Jingting is a commentator in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and many famous literati who are familiar to later generations in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties have written about him in articles, such as the author of the peach fan, Zhang Zongzi, Wu Meicun, as for the great thinker Huang Zongxi, who proposed that the world is the main and the king is the guest, Liu Jingting's biography has also been in Chinese textbooks.

Liu Jingting is good at telling the romance of the Sui and Tang dynasties, and he is not afraid of the jokes he tells, which is the origin of cross talk in later generations.

But so Jia Cong used the metaphor of not being afraid of poverty, in fact, he was praising the Spring Festival nurse from his heart, and this joke is about to catch up with the grandfather, and it definitely has a good future.

But when Jia Cong's words fell into the ears of others, they thought that Jia Cong was saying that he was taking Yingchun Nurse as a joke, and by the way, he deliberately slapped Yingchun Nurse's face, ridiculing her as a juggler who pretended to be crazy and pretended to be crazy, and she was ninth-rate.

The Yingchun nurse was naturally among these others, and when she heard this, she became more and more angry, and cried: "I don't want this life, I have been in the house for so many years, and for no reason I have become a ninth-rate ......."

It's not the inferior three indiscriminate, what's so angry, the lower nine streams of later generations, those are all people's artists, fame and fortune.

Jia Cong rolled his eyes, only to feel that he was cute, both upright and cute.

Jia's mother didn't think Jia Cong was cute at all, she was angry and funny, and sighed lightly, Jia Cong was really Jia Cong's species, and both father and son gave her a headache. Thinking of Jia Yu, Jia's mother inevitably became angry, glared at Jia Cong and said: "The more you talk, the more unpleasant it is, our family has always been kind to ......."

When the Yingchun nurse saw that Mother Jia had the intention of making decisions for her, she couldn't help but show twelve points of superb acting skills, opened her mouth, and cried: "My poor girl, if I am a ninth-rate, what is my big girl?"

Come on, Jia Cong gradually tasted a meaning, this is in the name of righteousness, and he wants to coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is so slippery, the ancestors must be the Jurchen clan.

Lying on the mud horses, 10,000 mud horses crossed the river in Jia Cong's heart, is it really true that Song Gaozong's famous saying is right, there are always Diao people who want to harm me?

Ran Jia Cong smiled slightly, revealing two small white teeth, wiped his white and tender chin that had no hair, and said lightly: "In the past, Dongpo monks and Buddha seals sat in meditation, and when Buddha seals saw monks, they saw Buddhas, and there was a Buddha in the heart of the clouds, and everything they saw was Buddha. I only know that the joke in the pear orchard is good, but I don't know what my mother sees."

Jia Cong is also a pseudo-Wenqing who has seen hundreds of pulpits and drank Dan brand chicken soup.

Wen Qing scolds, it is the standard to be roundabout and tactful, just like Jia Cong, scolding people is Xiang, and he has to tell a chicken soup allusion, and by the way, drying half a bucket of water in his stomach is Wen Qing's style.

Of course, the chicken soup that Jia Cong talked about in the first half of the sentence, the people in this room have never heard it, but the latter sentence couldn't be more straightforward, and as soon as it was connected, oops, someone immediately laughed twice and said: "Strange people say that Xiucai doesn't go out, and he can know the world." This scholar speaks differently. ”

Someone opened their mouths, and other grandmothers couldn't help it, since ancient times, everything is inferior, only the idea of reading high is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even in a certain period of later generations, a qiē look at money, it is better to sell tea and eggs than to engage in missiles, but the respect for cultural people in the bones has never faded.

As for those ignorant people who say that going to college is not as good as working early, there is also envy and jealousy in their tones.

This is still the case in later generations, let alone now, otherwise, why would Jia Zheng check Jia Baoyu's homework every day, isn't he idle.

Therefore, when these grandmothers heard Su Dongpo Yunyun, they were in awe, you must know that Su Dongpo is the world's first-class writer, and the Zen theory related to him is like Zi said, the most true words.

By the way, Jia Cong's gaze is also different, I used to think that Jia Cong was nothing more than a tender chicken cub with no hair, but now I look at Jia Cong who is smiling, ah, it is really Zhong Lingyuxiu created by heaven and earth, needless to say, this light and breezy momentum is also superior. So they complimented Jia Mu one after another: "Brother's words are reasonable, and they are really generous." ”

The flattery said: "It is common for literati to be born, not to mention that at my age, my brother is arrogant and indulgent, and nothing else." It is even more difficult to convince people with reason. If you have children and grandchildren, why worry about the family business not being prosperous. ”

Everyone flattered a few words, Lai Mama suddenly coughed, and said to the Yingchun nurse: "The old lady likes it, you are embarrassed to come and speak loudly, you take care of the second girl, are you not afraid that the old lady will be angry?" When you still bite your tongue with your teeth, no matter how close your brothers and sisters are, it is inevitable that there will be a small misunderstanding, you are making such an unruly noise, there was nothing to do, but now there is something to do, if Brother Cong and the second girl have a disagreement, it is not all your fault. ”

Lai Mama's house fighting cultivation that has been invaded for decades is not comparable to ordinary people, and on the bright side, she scolds the Yingchun nurse for caring about chaos, a piece of loyalty, and using it in the wrong place, but in fact, it is for Jia Cong to sit on the charge of unfriendship, and now it may be a misunderstanding, and it may not be friendly in the future.

Lai Mama has no need for people, decades of family children, deeply rooted in Jiafu, seems to have been successful and retired, except for occasionally entering the house to ask Jia's mother for peace, only lying high at home to enjoy happiness, waiting to be the old king.

However, anyone who is slightly familiar with the plot of the Red Chamber knows that this Mama Lai once came forward to intercede for the son of Zhou Rui's family. And Zhou Rui's family is Mrs. Wang's companion room.

As for Mrs. Wang, Jia Cong now thinks of the last time he limited the rhyme to make poems, and he was still unwilling, and he couldn't throw a poem that will last forever to slap Mrs. Wang's face, he really embarrassed the copyists who crossed the text.

As soon as this suspicion was committed, Jia Cong immediately thought more and more deeply, the reputation of the literati, that is, the future of politics, learn to become a literary and martial artist, and sell it to the emperor's family, if the reputation is not good, the public opinion is turbulent, let alone being an official, it is famous all over the world, and he is only eight buckets, and he has to go to prison to enjoy the treatment of a five-tripod sauna.

If you can't eat five tripods in life, and you can cook five tripods in death, it's still easy to be satisfied.

To put it bluntly, even editors have concerns about authors with poor character, such as some writers who are obsessed with breaking and becoming obsessed, and their reputation is too loud, and they don't have hundreds of thousands of words in the manuscript, and the editors don't allow them to upload.

In real life, when the court bigwigs hold a meeting, there is a gossip that they go home to take care of their wives first and then manage the country, and the reputation of the court bigwigs is tainted, and there are still people who don't give face, not to mention the common people.

Therefore, as soon as Jia Cong thought about it, he immediately tasted it, this trick was really vicious to the extreme.

People in the world have clouds, be with gentlemen, have the style of gentlemen, and be with villains, they will have the spirit of villains.

In today's context, if he has a bad reputation, even a beggar can laugh and spit on him, in order to show his disdain and arrogance, and the onlookers will applaud collectively.

Of course, if Jia Cong's work is hard, the work can still be famous for a hundred years, of course, it is also good to be famous for a hundred years after his death, but how can people be content and happy, Jia Cong naturally thinks about fame and fortune in front of him and behind him, and he still wants to become an immortal when he becomes an emperor, not to mention an ordinary person like him.

Jia Cong's mind turned sharply, and he said in his heart, if he was calculated like this, it would seem that he was too useless......

The thoughts in my mind were disturbed, so I listened to Jia Mu knocking on the table and asking: "You are often a set of big truths, why are you not good with your second sister? Your second sister treats you badly, and you are still angry with her, not like talking." ”

As soon as Jia Mu's words came out, Jia Cong smiled and said with a smile: "I just read a big truth, the right belongs to the superior, I hope that the descendants of the virtuous, the descendants of the virtuous, the family will be prosperous." The power belongs to the subordinate, and do not listen to the slave, for the slave is in power, and the family will decline......"

Jia Cong said bluntly, listen to the decline of the slave's family and the prosperity of the descendants, who are you going to listen to, old lady?

Jia Mu suddenly thought about it, and immediately asked, "Who else was there at that time, and what about the eldest grandmother and the other two girls?"

Immediately, a maid went out to inquire, and after a while, I saw Li Kun come in and said, "No one heard it at that time, and even the second girl didn't know about it." Ping'er also went late, I heard that it was just a few words of quarrel among the people, I don't know how this mother-in-law offended Brother Cong'er again, Brother Cong'er wanted to be beaten, Ping'er persuaded a few words, Brother Cong'er was a child's temper, and he couldn't hold his breath, so he said that Ping'er was protected by officials and officials, Ping'er was originally a thoughtful person, just thinking about taking care of the second girl, and he didn't mean it?"

When Mother Jia heard this, her face suddenly turned cloudy, and she said: "No matter how young you are, you should be calmer, our family has always accumulated virtue and done good, for the sake of the descendants of Yinde." Your current wisdom is a godsend, and it is not without the merits of our family's kindness. When life is proud, it also needs to be peaceful and forgiving. ”

Hearing the word Kuanren, the Yingchun nurse felt that she had a talisman, and immediately sobbed again: "The girl grew up eating my milk, pity me for my age, and be bullied like this......"

Li Kun looked at it, and couldn't bear it in his heart, so he smiled and said: "It's the old lady's words, if you can be lenient, you will be more lenient, the girl and brother in the family have nurses around them, and this mother-in-law should be punished, begging the old lady to look at the second girl's face......"

When Jia Cong heard Li Kun's plea, he smiled and said: "The world knows the harm of unkindness, and it doesn't know the harm of benevolence and unkindness." If benevolence is appeased, then one will be neglected. There are so many families in the world who are lenient and benevolent, but throughout the ages, there are so many gentlemen who are not busy, and Wei Qingben is a slave. If we continue to be so lenient, it will be difficult for our family to protect one or two slaves who will inherit the ambition of the youth......"

Who is Wei Qing, General Wei, the winner of life from riding a slave in the princess's mansion to marrying a princess, Jia Cong's male god.

Jia Cong has absolutely no insinuations and alarmist meanings.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to freezing, and Jia Mu said angrily: "You haven't left me yet...... I don't know where to hear the foolish words, tell me to find out, see which one I spared......"

The candle flame flickered, Jia Cong flattened his mouth dissatisfiedly, only allowed the slave to bully him, and did not give him the master, bullying him for his young age, and he couldn't beat anyone. Jia Cong stomped his feet hatefully, and when he turned around, he adapted the book of the slave to vent his anger, which one to copy, the peerless double pride?

**It's Invite Yue, Invite Yue is his goddess, the goddess who licks her thighs, she can't be defiled, and most importantly, after the rewrite, how will he masturbate in the future.

The Indians are already living in hell mode, so why bother to go to the Black Ah Sanyi, he can't help it......

Otherwise, write a book yourself, phew, and write a biography to the person who framed him, and he hasn't lost his mind to the point of madness.

Writing a book to expose his family's shortcomings, does he think life is too comfortable?

In case the vest falls off again, embarrassment, I really can't live this day.

So, back in the room, Jia Cong directly spread out the paper, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and picked up the pen......

P: I was an hour late, and I still didn't get to 4000 words, and my speed dropped so strictly. Yesterday it was raining and it was so cold, I used the electric heater.

Compared with complaining about the ocean, I still choose to drop the book bag, and I can control the rhythm of the book bag.

In addition: Thank you Butz and Mu Jiu for the mines, and thank you for your support!