What kind of happiness is it to wake up in the morning and have a royal meal to eat?

The lord not only realized it, but also shaded his wife, sons and daughters. Jia Xiaocong, who was still crying like a grievance bag yesterday, became a good son with honey on his mouth early when he was using the imperial snacks, and he kissed him for an unknown number of times.

Some people are happy, and some people are suffering, and the phoenix egg Jia Baoyu is in the abyss of pain, with an originally round and full moon face, under the torture of those obscure scriptures, he is already so thin that he can see his chin.

However, on the second day of the holy car's return to Beijing, Huairen, the chief eunuch around him today, came to Rongguo Mansion in person, passed down the holy oracle, and ordered Jia Baoyu to copy ten Buddhist scriptures every day until the old saint's longevity. This does not mean that he should copy ten scriptures a day, but that he should copy as many as possible, and pick out the best ten of them every day.

In addition, two internal supervisors have been sent to supervise Jia Baoyu to copy the scriptures. After inspecting the environment of Rongguo Mansion, the internal supervisor designated a room in the most remote place and arranged it as a Buddhist hall as a place for Jia Baoyu to copy scriptures.

Since then, Bao Erye has lived a life of not having enough to eat, not having enough clothes, not sleeping enough, and not being able to finish copying. He thought that it would be hard enough to be supervised by the master to practice calligraphy, but he didn't expect that life could be so hard.

I was called up every day, and I was awakened by the cold water when I was staring at him, and then I had to chant in front of the Buddha for two hours, and my attitude must be pious, otherwise I would be punished for the time, and I would have to eat after the morning class.

After breakfast, he began to copy the scriptures, and he could not stop copying until the time of Shen, and the inner supervisors had to be able to pick out ten qualified scriptures before they could take a break for dinner, otherwise they would continue to copy.

You can't be idle after dinner, and you have to do an hourly evening class religiously so that you will have the opportunity to touch the bed. Because Baoyu is always not pious enough, he is always punished by the inner prisoners, and by the time he can go to bed, it is often the end of the day.

That's how this isn't enough sleep, and there's not enough to eat or wear.

It's not that the internal supervisors deduct his food and clothing, and the insatiability to eat is Jia Baoyu's picky eater, who grew up pampered and pampered since he was a child, and the days of clear porridge and side dishes, coarse tea and light rice are naturally unacceptable; As for whether it is warm or not, it is to express the devotion to the Buddha, there is no brazier in the Buddhist hall, and you can only wear coarse linen clothes, and the weather at the end of February will not be warm.

In the first few days when he came to the Buddhist hall to copy the scriptures, Bao Erye fell asleep crying every day, and was woken up crying. If you have the heart to pick on your son, you will not do it, and you will be stared at by the two internal supervisors, so you don't dare to say a word of protest. In my heart, I only begged that the old lady and the wife could come and save him like a bodhisattva who was in distress and rescued him.

It's a pity that from February to March, his eyes are going blind, and he can't wait for his ancestors and mother. It wasn't until the day before the Wanshou Festival that he finally completed the errand of copying the scriptures and was able to walk out of the Buddhist hall and see the light of day again.

There were a lot of people waiting outside the Buddhist hall, Jia's mother was supported by mandarin ducks, Mrs. Wang and his wife stood a little later, and then there were a few girls and the big maid in Baoyu's room, all looking forward to Jia Baoyu's exit. Although they were all proud of Baoyu, they also knew that he would suffer some hardships, and they were all distressed, so they waited here early today, wanting to see if he was okay for the first time.

Master Pardon took Mrs. Xing and a pair of children and also waited outside the Buddhist hall. It's not that he feels sorry for this nephew, but more that he wants his children to see the miserable situation of the phoenix egg and make them angry.

The chilblains on Yingchun's hands still left a small scar, and the eldest man begged for good medicine in the palace but couldn't get rid of it. Seeing that his daughter's hands were flawed, the eldest lord was furious, and viciously made a lot of ice cubes and stuffed them into the Buddhist hall. He must let the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law also taste the distressed taste.

Jia Xiaocong is five years old, but he is still held in his arms, stretching his neck to look inside, he was the first to see Jia Baoyu out of the Buddha Hall, but he failed to recognize people at first sight, hugged his father's neck, and whispered: "Dad, there is a monster out of it, it looks scary, will he bite me?" ”

Monster?

Before the eldest master could speak, a chaotic cry sounded over there, "Ah, it's Baoyu...... Baoyu...... My Baoyu ...... Oh my God, what's going on...... My son ......".

"That's not a monster, it's your second brother. Don't worry, no monster dares to bite you, but whoever dares to bully you will have their own father to clean them up. Do you want to ask your second brother, how did he become like that? The eldest man rubbed his old son's face, and looked through the crowd to find Jia Baoyu's figure.

Although no one is allowed to approach the Buddhist hall where the scriptures are copied, the pardon lord is always the exception. What the hell the phoenix egg was tossed into, it was the master's masterpiece, how could he test it in advance. If something is not done properly, it can be remedied as soon as possible.

Bao Erye's appearance is indeed very miserable, originally a son and brother who "has a face like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival and a color like a flower of spring dawn", but now he is no worse than a sick ghost. For a month, his cheeks were sunken, his face was pale, his eyes were blue, his clothes were like sacks, and he was even staggering when he walked.

That's not all, the exposed hands look even more miserable. The redness and swelling overlapped with chilblains, and they were not treated in time, and pus had overflowed in some places. These miserable hands are the most satisfying results for the eldest master, although he can't afford to pay his daughter's jade hands, so he should just charge interest.

"Huh? Is it Second Brother Bao, how did he become like this? Jia Xiaocong stared at the round glasses, stuffed his thumb in his mouth and bit it in surprise, and then was pulled out mercilessly by Mrs. Xing, nodding his forehead and teaching him not to eat his fingers.

Jia Yingchun also saw Baoyu's appearance clearly, and after being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but look at her Lao Tzu with tears in his eyes. If she didn't understand it before, now under the guidance of her wife, she is watching the old man's actions, where can she not understand. Baoyu was tossed like this, and it was all the old man who was angry for her.

"Well, just take a look, don't shed tears, dad is distressed." Receiving the girl's eyes, the eldest man touched her head with satisfaction. He had never been looked at by his daughter like this, and he was a little excited, but in order to maintain his father's image, it was better to remain indifferent.

Jia's mother was already in tears, shook off the support of the mandarin duck, walked to Baoyu like a fly, and held her poor grandson in her arms. After hearing Baoyu crying "Old Ancestor", the two grandparents hugged their heads and cried. Jia Baoyu was aggrieved, but Jia's mother was distressed and regretful.

At the beginning, she suspected that this scripture copying was Jia Yu's revenge, but she was dazzled by that glory at that time, so she was willing to suffer that hardship. But now looking at Baoyu's tragic situation, where do you not know that you have fallen into the path of that evil seed. For a while, Jia's mother was full of remorse, and when she saw Baoyu's hands again, she finally couldn't hold on, and fell down in front of her.

She fell, and Madame Wang picked her up. This woman was going crazy, she even cried and screamed and pounced on Baoyu, holding her son and not letting go. This is the root of her life, but she was killed like this, and she felt sorry for her son, but Mrs. Wang's vicious eyes never left the big house. Especially, Jia Xiaocong, who was held in Jia Yu's arms.

Master Pardon saw all these in his eyes, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart. The children are still young now, but they can't let the methods of the back house hurt him, and they have to remind Xing to be careful when he goes back. By the way, I have to go and ask Huhu to pick two useful grandmothers from the palace to come back.

Yu Wenhu had a relatively comfortable month this month, perhaps because of the matter of loyalty to the prince, when he just returned to Beijing, the court in Beijing was very calm, and there were voices singing praises to the new emperor everywhere, a scene of singing and dancing.

After taking control of the south by thunderous means, he had already decided to slow down the pace for the time being, lest the contradictions intensify too quickly and he could not cope with them. Yes, he just promoted a few of his own people without a trace, and did not make a big move over there as others expected.

Among the people who were promoted, including the old man who had already hung the rank of squire of the Ministry of Works. The old man accompanied the southern tour, which fully proved the function of cement in the field of construction, and with this skill, he was promoted to the secretary of the Ministry of Industry and officially became the boss of the Ministry of Industry.

Because the Ministry of Engineering is the most inconspicuous of the six, this promotion did not cause much turmoil, and most of the court felt that Jia Yu's blind cat had just met a dead mouse. Many people are waiting to see today's jokes with Jia Yu, a bastard who has been in charge of a thing for twenty or thirty years, can he really take charge of one?!

But Lord Pardon impressed everyone, including His Majesty, the Emperor who personally promoted him. At present, the top priority of the Ministry of Industry is to rebuild the embankments along the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, which have been washed away in the flood and strengthen and raise those that have not been breached.

Because he had already done his homework on the way to the south, and only ten days after returning to Beijing, the eldest master presented a twist and turn, planning the plans of various embankments in detail, and even equipped with detailed drawings and a list of materials. All of a sudden, it set off an uproar in the court, focusing the eyes of all forces on the river work.

The happiest dance is the household department, such a huge project, the amount of money to be spent is sea, but the treasury is empty enough to run horses. Most of last year's financial revenue has been thrown into the disaster areas in the south, and a large piece of military expenditure has to be left for the military, and the rest is not even enough to maintain the operation of the imperial court, how can there be money to build such a big project?

Master Pardon handed over the fold, and he became like an invisible person, holding his hands and watching them make noise. Anyway, the Ministry of Industry doesn't care about the silver, he just has to make a plan, and the silver will rely on Huhu to find a way, and the eldest lord is very confident in the emperor's majesty.

Sure enough, Yu Wenhu only silently watched the people below arguing at first, and when they all felt that something was wrong and shut up, he said: "All the expenses of this project are allocated from my private treasury. In addition, the household department has lost so much, and the old accounts will be cleared from tomorrow. ”

His Majesty the Emperor spoke, and it was really extraordinary. The two sentences were like two thunderbolts, which calmed down the members of the court.

Even the pardoning lord couldn't help but stare at the peach blossom eyes, and only muttered one sentence in his heart: Huhu is so rich!