On the evening of this day, the poems of Sanchun Daiyu Baochai were passed over by their respective girls, Jia Cong roughly flipped over, and the Red Mansion was basically the same, naturally including Lin Daiyu's "Funeral Flower Yin", Yong Begonia, Yong Chrysanthemum, Yong Crab, these poems are on the table, and they should be sold when they are published, and they can only be said to be privately engraved for Jia's mother, Jia Baoyu's works are not, probably thinking that they are not good, or they don't want Jia Cong to help, and they don't know.

It is said that Lin Daiyu will not take out all the poetry collections, maybe Jia Cong promised to just make a private engraving, so that she can rest assured that another experience of going south together the year before last may be regarded as a person with a little friendship.

"Let's do it first." Jia Cong put a pile of bamboo paper on the desk, the night was cold, as far as the eye could see, gloomy and black tree vines, could make out an outline, in addition to the black wall, the candles of the candlestick were fluttering at any time due to the wind in the window, like seedlings falling downhill.

The table is full of current books, the bamboo paper for practicing the pen is glued with paste, the yard is high, and the bookcase is also there, and then there are two large paper baskets, Jia Cong blows out the candle, closes it with the lampshade, and walks to the opposite east chamber, Qingwen packs up things in the room, the long sleeves are up, Xiangling fetches water in, half-squats down to wash the master's feet, Jia Cong squats down in the outer circle chair: "I'll come by myself, you just fetch water and pour water." ”

"Xiangling is still waiting for you?" Qingwen didn't look back, Jia Cong could only see her back with her hair coiled, a red vest, a green long skirt, hooking her head forward, holding a pair of scissors in her right hand and holding it open, as if she was picking the needle and thread of a double-layer cotton jacket, and said: "You said that the exam hemp is not troublesome, and I finally sewed one, and I have to remove the stitches." ”

"Didn't you say that Xiangling and me, Xiaohong and you, it's okay." Jia Cong rubbed his feet and thought: "Don't you want a girl in the future?" ”

"How can this be said accurately, Tongfang is originally a girl, there shouldn't be a girl to serve her, my aunt is the half of the master who is rightfully named, not three media and six hires, but also a small sedan chair, big red happy words carried in, I'm afraid I don't have that blessing." Qingwen said.

Xiangling just listened blankly, Jia Cong didn't answer Qingwen's words, changed the clogs, and asked Xiangling: "I calculate, you came over after the township test last year, in September, and in February this year, there has been a while, how many months have you received in total?" ”

Xiangling lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, embarrassed, she only used the manual movement of pinching her skirt to calculate, and only said after a while: "A total of 2,500 copper coins, and there are one or two silver coins after calculating." Food and clothing are from the house, and I don't have a family, so I don't have a place to put my money......"

"Qingwen, you don't care about her money? Who sent her dress? Jia Cong asked.

Qingwen's laughter was slightly cold: "Why should I help her?" Blame me for the less, when I came, I brought luggage, and the eldest lady gave me a half-arm, and what I wore later was mine. ”

Jia Cong shook his head: "You really don't remember your family?" ”

Xiangling also shook her head.

The trick of human traffickers to see people naturally has to choose a person when she is young and does not remember much, in case she is sensible and finds a way to go home. Second, if the person brought in is the daughter of a large family, she will inevitably flee to another place and be privately re-educated, so that she will not remember anything when she grows up, only remembering what the traffickers taught her, even if she remembers her childhood, it is very vague, and she is destined to buy it at a high price. Xiangling was brought to Jinling from Suzhou, the fate of many girls and fireworks girls is similar to Xiangling, the reality is always full of accidents, the original Bai Fumei, a few years later, became a slave, Liu Ru was a child in history, and this fate was also this kind of fate.

"Then get a copy from me, except for the East Road, the garden and yard are all in charge of Grandma Zhu, but we belong to the big house, dispatched by the eldest wife, you don't have to be afraid of anyone catching you, just make it yourself, didn't Qingwen love to gamble before." If you are done and someone in the garden invites you, you can go too. Jia Cong sent Xiangling and went into the inner room.

Qingwen saw that the lights in Xiaohong's room were turned off, and quietly pulled his sleeve: "Doesn't Second Master Yun often come to see Xiaohong?" What do you say? ”

"After this year, the girl always has a place to go, I can't be the master now, her old son is the daughter of Lian's sister-in-law, and she is the eldest lady who is in charge, I can't quit easily, right? Even if you want to resign, you have to wait for the temple test to say it......"

Qingwen looked at him carefully for a while, Jia Cong had already gone to bed and leaned down, she sat in front of the bed and took off her earrings in the mirror: "I know you are difficult to do, and I don't dare to force you." What if you become an official, will it be in the capital, or in another province? ”

"We'll talk about it then." Jia Cong reminded: "You wiped the rouge. ”

Qingwen was funny, knowing what he had in mind, she had already washed in advance, took off her shoes and went to bed, Jia Cong said: "You sleep inside, don't turn off the lights." ”

According to the rules, the girl can't step over the master's body, but Qingwen didn't care, wore a middle coat and trousers, and went inside to carry the quilt and lie down, but she only cared about the lamp: "If you look at a shadow from the window, you will be seen." ”

"What are you afraid of, it's not like the two of them haven't seen each other." Jia Cong and Qingwen have both taken off their childlike bodies this year, and they are not coming every night, most of them are thinking about each other's youth, and they have to stop at a shallow taste, and tonight they will try to stay up for eight or nine days tomorrow, so it is better to be happy in advance.

"Don't worry, I'll rub your body." Qingwen wanted to pinch from behind, Jia Cong only came to the front of the front, so as to touch her *****, Qingwen was so irritable that she simply closed her eyes and lay down: "I said that you worked hard, and served you well, who would have thought that you were not serious." ”

"I'm going to warm you up, no." Jia Cong pressed onto the pretty girl and began to slowly enjoy the wonderful taste.

Qingwen has a delicate figure, a pretty face, a snow clam in the secret place, twists and turns, but she doesn't last long, whenever Jia Cong mentions her legs to be reclaimed, she even asks for mercy, she can't hold it for long, there is nowhere to put her hands, Jia Cong has to wait for her to breathe a few times before she is happy. Fortunately, her two buds have already shown signs of grandeur, Qingwen likes to wear heavy makeup, so her body is fragrant, Jia Cong kneaded and kissed a few times, and she could easily provoke her reaction.

At this time, Jia Cong found that her ears also had this function.

At this time, Qingwen seemed to be paralyzed, her face was sweaty, her legs hung weakly from his back, snuggled in her arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Jia Cong looked at the smile on the corner of her mouth, and when she was distracted for a while, when she was physically and mentally relaxed, she couldn't help but think about the future wife candidate, should she obey her parents' arrangement? Or do you want to deliberate together?

I didn't think about it before today, because the strength and confidence are not enough, if you get into the jinshi, everything is easy to talk about, if you don't win, it won't become a joke, and you can't influence the life ahead.

However, before the Jinshi became an official, I am afraid that there is a great possibility of marrying a wife, Xiu Qi Zhiping, before the Qi family governed the country, like Wang Siren and Wu Weiye, they were very young in the Jinshi, and the emperor said that they should first become a family, and then become officials, the so-called "marriage by order".

Cultivating Qi and ruling peace is the requirement of Confucianism, and it is also the outlook on life and values of scholars, and cultivating the Qi family is the foundation of governing the country and leveling the world.

After the February exam, and then the next month's palace exam, it's not too late to talk about it, Jia Cong fell asleep thinking about it, Qingwen woke up, looked at him for a long time, shook her head and went to wash first, then turned off the light and fell asleep.