Thinking of this, Mama Lai heard what Mrs. Shi said next.

"It's time for the second child to add more heirs. Large families pay attention to having many children and grandchildren. ”

"I'm also for the good of the second family, so as not to be watched by others, after so many years, the people around her have not even given birth to an heir. ”

"It's not good, it's easy to get a reputation for jealousy. ”

Hearing Mrs. Shi say this, didn't Mama Lai quickly nod her head and say yes?

After all, the person in this Jia Mansion is not Jia Yu, who has been downgraded and attacked the old man's lord, but Jia's mother, who was named Mrs. Chaopin, the old lady of the Jia family.

This kind of thing, all it takes is a word from the real person in charge of this family, and the people below will figure out their minds and handle it for the old lady.

Sure enough, Jia Min, who returned to the Lin family, learned the good news from his second brother that he was going to add Ding again from the mouth of his subordinates within a month.

It's just an aunt who was brought up from the girl, and Jia Min, who listened to it, just smiled and threw it away.

And that Lin Zheng who tried to control the trend of the Red Mansion in an all-round way?

He was being pressed into his study at home, running towards the end of his studies.

probably saw his son's talent for reading.

After returning from Jia's house, Lin Ruhai became even more concerned about Gu Zheng's studies.

In order not to delay his son's enlightenment, he also specially invited a teacher for Lin Zheng.

This teacher used to be a teacher at Yingtian Academy in Beijing, but because the elders in the family passed away a few years ago, he went home to keep filial piety and resigned from his position.

Far away in Jinling, the clouds and wild cranes can't stop Lin Ruhai's determination to look at Jackie Chan.

Inspired by money and fame, this erudite teacher went to live in the backyard of the Lin family.

The days of serious study always pass quickly.

But in the blink of an eye, a year passed like a shuttle.

Lin Zheng, who is actually a year older, even if he has taken a big cut in the intentional self-exercise, he still can't resist the fact that he is still a milk bun.

If you don't let him go out to play, you can't even leave an inch.

The only thing to be thankful for is that after he finally completed a homework test, he got some news related to the original world of Red Mansions.

Lin Ruhai, who is sitting at the top, is no longer the white-faced scholar he was seven years ago, and the official status of the doctor of Lantai Temple in the past few years has given him a sense of calmness.

Because of his age, Lin Ruhai also grew a short beard.

At this time, he twisted his beard, half encouragement, half informing...... I had the following conversation with Lin Zheng.

"You have grown a lot in your knowledge, but you can't relax for a while. ”

"Because in a few days, our Lin family is afraid that the family will move to the old house in Jiangnan. ”

Hearing Lin Zheng here, what else don't you understand?

My father is going to be released.

If nothing else......

"As a newcomer who is deeply affected by His Majesty, he was sent to Yangzhou Mansion to patrol the salt imperial history. ”

"It just so happens that your school book is in Jiangnan, and I heard your teacher tell me that you have read through all the books that you should master during your enlightenment. Therefore, when we settle down, I will recommend you to the White Deer Academy. ”

"Go to the first class and come back. ”

"If you don't get a test...... Hum...... Since the resumption of the opening of the course, my Lin family has never had a child who failed to be admitted to the academy...... You can do it. ”

Hearing this, what can Lin Zheng do?

Does he dare to watch it?

All that remains is the determination to protest.

Gu Zheng, who had been around for less than three weeks, made a promise with a hammer on his chest.

Isn't it just an exam?

We can do it.

From the time Lin Ruhai said this, to the time when the whole family packed up their things and prepared to set off towards Jiangnan, more than half a month had passed.

The time in the middle was not rich, but he still caught up with Jia Baoyu, the most precious person of the Jia family, who was spoiled by the sky.

This is a more lively event than the three feasts of the baptism.

Shi Lao Taijun actually invited all the people who had something to do with Jiafu to watch the ceremony.

Jia Min was a little puzzled about her mother's behavior, but she had already passed the anger with Shi Lao Taijun, because the family was too busy, so she just thought about it for a while, and it passed.

Only Lin Zheng, who came to Jiafu for the second time, attached special importance to this.

Because there was something that he remembered very clearly on this day...... Things that were mentioned in the book.

Gu Zheng, whose eyes widened, looked back and forth three or four times at the scene of the arrest of Zhou, and among the dazzling array of small objects that had been set up by the servants a long time ago, none of them were the rouge boxes in his impression.

The objects that can be placed on this red carpet are custom-made according to the size of a child over the age of one.

Even if they are all fine products, they are all ordinary things like books, pen and ink, abacus, and swords.

Just when Gu Zheng felt very strange, he saw his mother stuffing his hand into the hand of the big girl beside him, but he walked towards the corner of the hall.

Hey?

Next, the one who met with his mother Jia Min didn't seem to be a servant of the Lin family.

Looking at the age of dressing, it should be a housekeeper with a head and face.

I don't know what Jia Min stuffed into her hands, but after she came to the mother-in-law's side and said a few words, Lin Zheng saw the mother-in-law with a look of surprise, but she still nodded with gritted teeth.

Hey, my mother still has some power in Jiafu.

Isn't it?

Just when Lin Zheng had some small thoughts about this, he saw the old lady of the Jia family, who represented the façade of the Jia family, slowly entering from the main entrance of the hall.

Because of the entry of the old lady of the Jia family, this hall, which was not very bright, became more and more crowded.

Not long after, under the advice of the old lady of the Jia family, the banquet of Zhou was officially started.

At the side door on the side, the two grandmothers who were waiting for Jia Baoyu hugged Jia Baoyu, who was wearing a bright red jacket and wearing a gold collar with blue and white jade embedded on her chest.

Lin Zheng's gaze shifted from this Zhou field to Jia Baoyu's body for only a few dozen breaths, and when he turned back again, he just wanted to say one sentence in his heart: I'm going!.

Without him, in the center of the dazzling array of grasping items, there was a brilliant and colorful rouge box at some point.

In the hall before noon, the sunlight that was not too scorching reflected a dazzling light.

Not to mention a one-year-old child who has just begun to recognize colors, and his eyes will only be attracted by the most stimulating colors, even Lin Zheng, who has such strong self-control, his eyes can't help but be attracted by this box of appearance.

I don't know why.

Everyone saw this box of rouge, but at this time, it was as if it had been discussed, and they didn't say a word.

At the first glance of this rouge box, Lin Zheng reflexively looked at Jia Min beside him.

But I saw my mother, who was looking at the mother-in-law who was on the side of the hall and didn't have time to do anything.

And after the woman shook her head at Jia Min in confusion, she seemed to understand something, showed a relieved expression, gently swiped towards Jia Min, and slipped away silently along the wall.

It wasn't arranged by his own mother.

Jia Min made the same arrangement, but he was cut off before he could start.

Next, Lin Zheng looked at his second uncle, who was not very smart.

Although in his heart, Lin Zheng believes that the second uncle's IQ and political literacy are not high-end, but this does not prevent a person who is not a genius from having a stroke of genius.

It's a pity that the second uncle Jia Zheng, who is still immersed in the pursuit of his staff, doesn't pay much attention to his youngest son's Zhou items.

From the fact that his gaze was not even on it, but only by his eloquent conversation in the midst of a crowd, the chant of the hymn was certain that it was not his handiwork.

As for Mrs. Wang?

When Lin Zheng turned his gaze to Mrs. Wang's location, he found that his second aunt was seriously looking at all the items that were grabbing Zhou.

She was very satisfied with the very abrupt rouge box!

When Lin Zheng figured out what kind of painting style the woman of the Wang family was, he understood that Mrs. Wang might be the most satisfied among the many items that looked very low-key, and even a little inconspicuous, and was probably the rich and gorgeous rouge box.

After all, if you think about Wang Xifeng's arrogance in the original book, you can see it.

Therefore, this box must not be Mrs. Wang's handiwork.

Hey?

Lin Zheng swooped and turned his gaze to the location of the old lady of the Jia family who was walking in the direction of the main seat.

When he saw the old lady with gray hair, walking towards the center step by step with her crutches, he could confirm that the rouge box that suddenly appeared was probably the handiwork of this old lady.

Awesome!

Gu Zheng, who took a deep breath, blinked his eyes, and heard the beginning of the sentence said by the person in charge of chanting the rules.

When Mrs. Wang took Jia Baoyu and placed her at a distance of only one meter from the items, Jia Baoyu, who was as fat as a lotus root and really looked like a New Year's doll, began to crawl towards the place of a bunch of small objects without being guided.

"Giggle......

This kid is really good to say.

Use your hands and feet on the felt carpet at the same time, and climb very neatly.

He didn't even hesitate to face those little bits and pieces, and ...... grabbed the rouge box that Lin Zheng liked every time he looked at it in his hands.

Then, the chanter on the side was chosen by the little master...... I was shocked.

The blessings that I had thought about catching a sword, a pen and even an abacus were all forgotten at this moment.

Caught a rouge, this is really good to say if it were a girl.

Can......

The chanter who was inspired to do so said his nonsense words: "As soon as you grab the incense rouge, the beauty embraces you!"

"Congratulations to the little boy, born with the style of the ancients and famous people, he will be able to show what he has learned, and Shilin will become famous!"

I'm coming!

Hearing this reciter's compliment, Jia Zheng's face turned blue.

Since beating him and finding out that his youngest son had caught an inexplicable rouge, he was so angry that he pulled off three long whiskers on the spot.

After this rendering of this one.

Lin Zheng's second uncle, Jia Zheng, threw off his sleeve robe on the spot, but he didn't even greet the guests, he turned his head and left.

'Bang la la'

The parents who caught the weekly banquet are like this, and the guests next to them can't be too uninteresting, right?

This group of relatives and friends, lest they be too late to see the excitement, they are saying goodbye at this time.

But in a moment's time, except for the serious relatives of the Jia family, they actually walked cleanly.

Mrs. Wang, who was angry, hugged Jia Baoyu, who was still playing with the rouge box, and came to Shi Lao Taijun to cry.

Lin Zheng, who took advantage of the chaos to find a good position for himself, happened to be able to see the side expressions of Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang.

Compared with Mrs. Wang, who is sincere, Mother Jia, who is followed by a ball of heart, liver and flesh, seems to have less emotions.

I wish I could turn this matter over like this.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zheng finally confirmed that the rouge box must have been done by Jia's mother.

The huge Guogong Mansion is not so negligent.

Gu Zheng, who couldn't say what he was thinking, pulled his mother's skirt at this time: "Mother, my son is a little tired, let's go home." ”

"Dad is at home alone in charge of leaving Beijing, and my son is very unsure. ”

Seeing that his son's eyelids were almost together, but he was still worried about his old father, Jia Min, who hurt Lin Zheng to the heart, how could he not obey?

Now that the Jia family is in chaos, she can't play a role in staying here, and it is easy to arouse the anger of her second sister-in-law.

Why don't you say goodbye and return to the Lin Mansion to relax quickly.

For her daughter's farewell, no matter how reluctant Jia's mother was, she also knew that this was not a good time to keep her daughter.

She called the steward, opened the warehouse, and properly took out a few treasures that were pressed at the bottom of the box, and stuffed them into Jia Min's departure ceremony.

caused Mrs. Wang, who was already ashamed, to be a little more jealous.

This really made Jia Min hate.

The eccentric old lady is so relieved of a married daughter.

From this day on, Mrs. Wang's eyes were fixed on the public and private second treasury of Jiafu.

Jia Min didn't know anything about the careful thinking in Jia's mansion.

This woman, who was born in a honeypot when she was a child, has never been tortured since she came to her husband's house.

Old Madam Lin was a hundred satisfied with this young lady who gave birth to her eldest grandson.

Because of Lin Zheng's abrupt intrusion, all subsequent contradictions about the heirs and the irreconcilable relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law caused by it came to naught.

The few limited aunts of Lin Ruhai, who were originally recorded, have no trace because of the husband and wife's Qin Se and Ming.

Let's ask, how can a simple and happy woman think about people's hearts so complicated?

What's more, the Son of Heaven's decree came quickly, but after three or four days, the Lin family moved to Jiangnan to take office.

Far away in Yangzhou, the Imperial History Mansion is solemn but elegant, huge but not luxurious.

Gu Zheng had only been familiar with this new Lin Mansion, but he had only been familiar with it for a few days, and he was packed up and thrown to Bailu Academy by his elegant and dignified father.

Not surprisingly, there is a small figure in the specially opened enlightenment direct promotion class under Bailu Academy.

Later, it took Lin Zheng more than a month to prove his knowledge to the gentleman in the enlightenment class, and on the day he was successfully promoted to class A, the second housekeeper of the Lin Mansion suddenly asked people to pull the horse and take him, the young master of the Lin family, back to the Lin Mansion halfway.

"What happened?"

Lin Zheng, who was sitting in the back shed of the carriage, was very strange.

His grandmother and mother never delayed his schoolwork because of foreign affairs.

The second steward who was in charge of finding people was indeed clever.

With just the right smile, he gave Lin Zheng an answer.

"Young master, it's not Madame's send, it's the old man who asked me to take the young master back. ”

"Congratulations to the eldest young master, Madame is happy. ”

Hearing this, Gu Zheng almost slipped on the horse's seat with the bookbag he was holding on his chest.

He lifted the curtain excitedly, revealing a bit of childlike joy: "Seriously, I want to have a brother or sister." ”

"That's great!"

"Quick, let's go back quickly!"

When Lin Zheng lowered the curtain, the expression on his face instantly retracted.

A slightly playful smile emerged from his baby-fat face.

It's finally here.

Counting the time, his real sister, Sister Lin, is here.

When Lin Zheng rushed into the inner courtyard in disregard of his manners, he rushed into the room, but saw the scene of three adults getting together and smiling.

"Congratulations to my mother!

Lin Zheng didn't hide his joy at all, and walked towards Jia Min's location.

"How many months has my sister been? Have you heard what I said? Mother, where is my sister?"

Just one sentence, everyone was amused by Lin Zheng's 'fairy tales'.

Lin Ruhai does not exclude the corresponding enlightenment for his own children.

The man, who gradually grew a good beard, twisted his beard and returned: "It's just over a month, and your brother or sister is still young." ”

"She's still in your mother's womb, and next spring, you'll be able to see it. ”

Hearing Lin Ruhai's answer, Gu Zheng smiled even more stupidly.

It's Sister Lin, there's no doubt about it, but I'm really looking forward to it.

The news that Jia Min is pregnant again has extraordinary significance for the entire Lin family.

This is the beginning of breaking the spell of the Lin family's three generations of single transmission, which means that this slightly thin family, from this generation, has a thriving recruitment of heirs.

No matter whether the child in Jia Min's womb is male or female, it makes Mrs. Lin and Lin Ruhai excited.

When he was about to make offerings to Jia Min as a bodhisattva, it was the early spring of the following year in a blink of an eye.

Lin Zheng, who was one year older, was five years old at the time, but he had already been admitted from the first class of enlightenment to the door of the regular White Deer Academy.

Although the enrollment time was too short and the age was too young, he was only placed in the class of Class C by the recruiter in Bailu Academy.

But Lin Zheng is confident in himself, even in this Jiangnan where there are many talents and a prosperous literary style, he can quickly occupy a place.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng picked up the lake pen in his hand and copied it seriously on the practice book.

He is true in the way of learning, but this pen still needs to be practiced.

It's just that today's 100 or so big characters have not been completed, and the scholar sent to him by the Lin family, the boy named Ink, panicked and broke into the classroom where Gu Zheng was learning calligraphy.

"Young Master!

'Brush ......'

The ink-stained pen was crooked on the snow-white rice paper, drawing a twisted downward slash.

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