It is said that everyone in Rongguo Mansion took a boat to send Jia Mu's coffin back to his hometown, and there was nothing on the boat, Jia Cong quietly told Jia Yu about Lin Daiyu and others in the past few days - Jia Yu was scared into a cold sweat and scolded: "The old emperor actually made this calculation!" Immediately, his eyes turned red, "How difficult it was for the old man to fight a victory for him and come back, he gave him a life talisman." A piece of loyalty was fed to the dogs. ”

Jia Cong said: "Dad, don't talk about feelings with the emperor. ”

Jia Yu sighed: "It's not about talking about feelings with the emperor, it's because your grandfather is not worthy." ”

Jia Cong said: "He regards the emperor as the owner, and the emperor treats him as a slave." Since he is a slave, he naturally does not hesitate. Jia Yu shook his head. After a while, Jia Cong asked, "Did grandfather teach my father the art of war?" ”

Jia Yu thought for a while and said, "His old man didn't deliberately teach me anything, just practice a few martial arts like ordinary generals. ”

How can Lao Tzu have a unique life in his womb and sincerely not give it to his son? Jia Cong snorted: "I'm afraid I can see that the first emperor is not a good bird, and the credit of Rongguo Mansion is too great." It's a pity that the old man deliberately abandoned his two sons, but he still couldn't get the peace of his descendants. Jia Yu's face became more and more ugly. Jia Cong Nai scratched his head, "Does Dad know about that fat monk?" ”

"I don't know." Jia Yu said, "I have never heard that the old man has any junior disciples from the green forest. That temple is the place where the former emperor's stand-in monk practiced, and presumably your grandfather went to learn art is also the meaning of the previous one. ”

Jia Cong held his cheeks and thought about it, and sighed twice: "This was originally a script that everyone was happy about." There was a monk who was good at soldiers to help the Son of Heaven lay down the country, and he didn't love wealth and glory, so he became a stand-in monk for the emperor. He found that Dai Shan, the son of the great general Jia Yuan, was extremely talented, so he accepted him as an apprentice and taught him a lifelong study. And Jia Daishan has a very personal relationship with the prince, and he is the prince's confidant. Later, the crown prince succeeded to the throne as a generation of Ming monarchs, and Jia Daishan became a generation of famous generals. The story ends here, it's not too happy, it is foreseeable that the emperor's descendants, the descendants of the Jia family, and the monk's apprentices and grandsons can love each other for several lifetimes and become each other's external plug-ins. Most of the drama is like this. ”

Jia Yu sneered: "It's all nonsense in the play. ”

Jia Cong shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then the plot took a sharp turn. After Ming Jun got old, he gradually became a faint king, and he was a villain and a virtuous minister, and he was so ruthless to his son that he didn't look like a father, let alone others? ”

Jia Yu said: "He was not old when he gave Yushanzi. ”

Jia Cong blinked and said, "Was the prince's position stable at that time?" ”

Jia Yu was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said: "Hold it steady, the prince is extremely favored, and the people below him are also arrogant, and no one dares to care." ”

Jia Cong "snapped" a high-five: "Although he hasn't started to move yet, it is a foregone conclusion that he will be abolished." People are proud of their enemies, and the first emperor is arrogant. The poor bear child. ”

Jia Yu said: "At that time, the people under the prince were uneven, and they were very chaotic. ”

Jia Cong snorted: "The first emperor should clean up!" There is a pit on the road, and when I see that someone is about to fall into it, it is a good person who is stopping, and it is nothing if I don't stop it. But the one who was about to fall in was his own son, and instead of stopping him, he shouted 'go faster' next to him, which was outrageous. ”

Jia Yu sighed: "After all, the first prince still has the ability, and he will not let him control the dynasty until he dies." Jia Cong pursed his lips and was noncommittal. The matter was put aside.

A few days later, Jia Baoyu quietly came to look for Jia Cong and asked, "Cong'er, do you know what Sister Lin did last time?" ”

Jia Cong pondered for a moment and said, "Knowing is knowing." Because that matter was too complicated, I didn't dare to sue Brother Sù Baoyu. You're too honest, I'm afraid you don't pay attention to revealing what stuffing is noticed. ”

Baoyu hung her head and said, "She took King Yan's important things?" ”

"It's not King Yan's. She made a fuss and helped our family move out of a big risk. Even if it doesn't save my life - I'm not in the capital, I can save your life. ”

Baoyu was startled. Jia Cong looked at him and thought to himself, this person has rare talents, but he is too pure and kind, and he is a little lustful. Lust is the nature of men, and it is nothing; Pure goodness is deadly in any age. He didn't read a lot of history books, and he understood all the big truths, but he didn't feel the knife when he didn't poke it on himself. If it can be used well, it is also a rare pen. Nai Dao: "If the second brother is free, will he listen to the story?" ”

Jia Baoyu knew that the story was unusual when he looked at him, and said, "You tell me." ”

"The name of this story is called, The Aftermath of the Cliché Finale. It is said that a certain country in a certain time and space encounters a troubled era, the end of national fortunes, and foreign invasion. Jia Cong then took out his ability to comment and broke the story of the emperor and the monk general, and by the way, he added a green forest thief to steal from the temple, and let the monk be accepted as a closed disciple to pass on the mantle.

Jia Baoyu listened and said: "This story is a bit vulgar, and most of the commentaries are like this. ”

Jia Cong smiled: "That's a prequel, the real story hasn't started yet." He drank half a cup of tea, and slowly talked about the new generation of Ming lords getting old, and he was afraid that the heroes would commit crimes, and he was afraid that the prince would usurp the throne, so he laid out the overall situation, used villains, killed generals, abolished princes, and removed heroes, in order to collect the military power in the hands of the founding generals, and dug a big pit for the generals to destroy the door, and so on. Later, this story has been told for a long time, and the brothers even ate dinner in Jia Cong's cabin.

Baoyu sighed when he heard this: "It is strange that it is said that a companion is like a tiger." ”

Jia Cong looked at him and said, "According to Brother Baoyu, how can that great general keep his children and grandchildren in the future?" Obviously, his 'fool' strategy was wrong. His merits are too high, even if he raises his son as a waste, the heavenly family will not let him go. ”

Baoyu thought for a while and said, "Why bother to fight for so much credit? ”

Jia Cong said: "Military merit is not earned, it is fought. If he did not fight with all his heart, it was his brothers who died, and ordinary people were slaughtered. The soldiers go into battle not for the king, but for the people. ”

Baoyu couldn't help but shoot the case: "That's right! For a moment, he said, "It's a pity! Grandfather is a general, and none of us have practiced martial arts. ”

Jia Cong pouted and said, "It's too hard to practice martial arts. I think it's good that I can do two tricks and three-legged cat kung fu and deal with a few ruffians. Nai looked Baoyu Huizi up and down, "It's better than a pure scholar like you, who has no power to tie the chicken." ”

Baoyu said sneeringly: "I haven't learned anything since I was a child." Even my dad ......" he froze. Jia Cong looked at him with a smile and didn't speak.

After a long time of incense, Jia Cong couldn't stop laughing, leaning on the back of the chair and wandering out of the world, Jia Baoyu suddenly said: "Your story, could it be a metaphor for our family?" ”

"Metaphorical what?" Jia Cong said slowly, "Is that the truth?" One is not hidden, and the other is not metaphorical. You can figure out which is which is which when you think about it. Bao Yuden broke out in a cold sweat and was silent for a long time. After a while, he said, "Then Yushanzi, do you want to simply dedicate it to King Yan, just do it and we don't know anything?" ”

"That Yushanzi had already let the old ancestor greedy for ink into her private treasury." Jia Cong smiled and said, "Back then, the Xue family forced the second aunt to pay back the silver, and her old man sold it to make money. Jia Baoyu's face immediately felt like opening a pickle shop, all colorful.

Jia Cong said again: "By the way, the general of the mighty Northern Xinjiang who was killed by the villain is the father of Bao's second sister-in-law. Annoyed second brother, for his sake, treat her better. ”

Baoyu was slightly startled and blurted out: "It's strange that she has a generous temperament!" Then he fell to his feet and sighed, "My father-in-law is so bad!" It's not wronged. ”

Jia Cong glanced at him: "Isn't grandfather wronged?" Even the prince of Beijing in the vanguard was generally wronged. I didn't want to tell you about this. Second Brother Bao used to live a clean life, and it has always been the ancestor who protected you to the death. Although she didn't care about it later, after all, her identity was a pressure. Now that the ancestor is gone, I hope the second brother will be more sensible. I know that Huan'er tried this a few years ago, but it didn't work; I want to try again. Now the second brother also knows that the cruelty of the world is not someone else's story, but it is really on our own heads. If it weren't for Sister Lin who was disturbed by Sister Lin this time, no matter which prince ascended to the throne in the future, it would be impossible for the people of Rongguo Mansion to be alive. Compared with the trumped-up capital crime, your idea can endure the ability of not accepting your aunt, which is not enough to protect a family. These days, the second brother is so angry to think about it. ”

Jia Baoyu's face was flushed, and after a few mutters, he went back to his cabin. I went back and thought about it for most of the night before I remembered that Jia Cong still didn't tell him what Lin Daiyu had done.

The back road is still smooth, the waterway is also fast, catch up with the spring in April in Qionghua smoke and willows to Jinling. Because someone reported the news early, the old Jinling mansion of the Jia family has been cleaned out, and a group of grandfathers, grandmothers and girls have moved in. King Wu naturally refused to let go of such an opportunity. Since the Jia family entered Jinling, they sent someone to help take care of it, and that person was Chen Ruiwen. Because he was originally the eldest grandson of Qi Guofu, he knew Jia Yu, Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, and Jia Baoyu, and was familiar with the land of Jinling, so he really helped a lot. Three days later, Jia's mother and Jia Daishan were buried together. This is a good season in the south of the Yangtze River, and many people in Jinling have come out to go out. Seeing the vast placement of the coffin of the old lady in Rongguo Mansion, they were all dotted with excitement from far and near.

It is also to worship the ancestral grave. On the boat, several girls of the Jia family already knew about the Yushanzi. A group of juniors knelt in front of Jia Daishan's grave, and they were all full of emotion. Jia Cong later sighed: "Probably few families are as devout as we are today when they worship their ancestors. Because at that time, he caught a glimpse of Lin Daiyu's solemn face, and then asked her quietly, "What does my sister think?" Daiyu said: "Sue my grandfather and his granddaughter to rebel." Jia Cong silently gave a thumbs up.

Jia Cong was worried about Wei Ruoxing, and was ready to find a day to sneak away to see him, so he discussed with Chen Ruijin. Chen Ruijin said: "Wait for the second master and the second master to return to Beijing." ”

Jia Cong said with a smile: "Did Chen Ruiwen come to look for you?" ”

Chen Ruijin said: "He's busy these days, wandering around the eldest master, but he didn't come to look for me." My third sister sent a maid here. ”

"Huh?"

"She gave birth to a daughter." Chen Ruijin raised his eyebrows and said, "Ask me if there is a way to give it to Uncle Xiaomeng." ”

Jia Cong was stunned and opened her mouth for a long time: "How old is her daughter?" Started thinking about this? ”

Chen Ruijin glanced at him: "More than two years old." This daughter has a son behind her, who is only four months old. ”

Jia Cong twitched the corner of his mouth: "My son has only been four months old and has begun to plan to exchange his daughter for his future, will this son be able to make a career in the future?" Laughing again for a while, "Meng'er has grown up to be an old age?" The hair is not even. ”

Chen Ruijin smiled: "It's not just her. When she was in Beijing, the second aunt and grandmother said that the second grandmother of the Gao family also wanted to give her daughter to the third master who had seen it in the Gao family before. ”

"Huh? My sister didn't tell me! ”

Chen Ruijin said: "The second grandmother gave birth to another daughter. When the second aunt and grandmother left Ping'an Prefecture, she cried for the second aunt and grandmother, forcing the second aunt and grandmother to promise her to go back to Beijing and mention it to her parents. The second aunt and grandmother specially picked the hour when you were not there to mention it to me, asking me to go back and wait for the important things to be over, find a non-busy kung fu to tell you, and then ask you to find a non-busy kung fu to talk to the eldest master. It's just that the old lady hasn't breathed yet, what else is more important than her old man? Later, her old man returned to the west, and the funeral was naturally important. Later, there were returning to the hometown, burial, and ancestor worship. Now that I don't have much to do, I'm not too busy, so I'll tell you. ”

She said on the wall, Jia Cong smiled, leaned on the case and said: "I'm busy, I don't have to work hard not to be busy, let's talk about it when Meng'er grows up." Nai shook his head and said, "The second sister rushed back to send her grandmother, and she actually had the face to mention this!" Thanks to the second sister, I helped her back then. ”

As he was talking, a kid came in and replied: "Third master, there are two women from King Wu's Mansion at the West Corner Gate, saying that they want to see each other. Point girl. ”

Jia Cong hurriedly said, "Hurry up, please come in!" ”

Chen Ruijin saw him smiling awkwardly, shook his head and said, "How long has it been since the third master has been lively?" Can you hold back the panic? ”

Jia Cong squeezed his eyes: "It's easy to see the liveliness of ordinary people, how rare is it to see the liveliness of Fourth Sister Chen?" Don't miss it. Nazi slipped and hid behind the screen. After a few seconds, he came out again, holding a snack plate and a pot of tea.

Chen Ruijin looked around - she hadn't touched a needle and thread for many days! Hurriedly turned out the needlework dustpan and took off a piece of Jia Cong's filial piety clothes hanging on Mu Shi, and gently tore a hole. The sound of human voices and footsteps had already entered the courtyard, and she sat down on an officer's hat chair by the window, and pretended to sew it up.

I heard a tactful female voice: "Fourth sister." "It's very pleasant, it turns out that the third aunt and grandmother of Qi Guofu came in person. Chen Ruijin hurriedly put down the filial piety needle and thread in his hand and greeted him.

Jia Cong took a look in the gap behind the screen and secretly praised this woman's good looks. Chen Ruijin is very beautiful, standing with her sister, ordinary men will look at her sister at first sight. This woman is in her twenties, as gorgeous as a peony, and she can't tell that she has just given birth to a son.

The third aunt took Chen Ruijin's hand and said eagerly: "What happened to me entrusting you?" ”

Chen Ruijin smiled bitterly: "Sister, I'm not someone from Rongguo Mansion, what identity do I want to say?" Wouldn't it be better if the big brother said? ”

"How can he say that?" The third aunt and grandmother said, "This matter can only be mentioned by Rongguo Mansion first." Otherwise, wouldn't it be your nephew who fought with the son? The reputation of this heir is unbearable. ”

Chen Ruijin lowered his head and said to himself: "I didn't see the excitement, but I saw a joke." ”