Chapter 8: Beautiful

Brilliant and elegantly furnished, one of Jia's mother's upper rooms, the old lady squinted her eyes and lay on the couch, the mandarin duck was on the left side, each hand held a beauty fist, and the strength was moderate to hit Jia's mother's legs, back, shoulders, chattering and talking, this beauty fist is a kind of utensils that serve people, Jia's mother was served by the mandarin duck very comfortably, among so many girls, only the mandarin duck is the most suitable for her.

"Mandarin duck...... You said that Mama Wang was the first to make trouble? It's not a fuss...... If they are sisters and brothers, it would be good, if everyone can be like this, the family will be forever peaceful. Jia Mu said casually, eating a few fruits, her eyes were stunned.

"Yes, old lady, everyone in the house knows." The mandarin duck smiled, the freckles on both sides of the goose egg face stretched out, and the flaws were not hidden, and she thought, "The old lady knows everything...... But he didn't say anything......"

The women of the Red Mansion have two goose egg faces, one is Jia Tanchun, and the other is a mandarin duck, with a goose egg face, a standard beauty face shape.

"Cong'er is willing to be motivated, there is nothing wrong with it, this kid is smart, that is, he has no desire to fight, and he does not take the opportunity to ask for things...... I'm old, I'm old! Jia Mu muttered to herself: "Just one thing, "Nanke Dream" is unlucky, not as auspicious as Baoyu, and it is born to a slave, and it is inevitable that he will act despicably in the past......"

The mandarin duck smiled and didn't speak, Wang Xifeng came in to say hello in the evening, the mandarin duck stood up and gently took off her cloak, Wang Xifeng saluted, Jia Mu smiled: "Mandarin duck, the phoenix girl is here, hurry, hurry, take the dominoes out, let's fight, and beat her ladder money." ”

Mandarin duck really take a deck of dominoes out and put down, play domino solitaire, this way of playing is extremely simple, not better than mahjong, once it will, for example, the day card is a combination of two six, the tiger head is a combination of five or six, the six points of the tiger head can receive the six points of the day card, and so on...... Whoever has the most points left loses is very simple.

Domino is one of the daily entertainment activities in Jiafu.

"Oh, Ancestor, I haven't won once, look, Ancestor's boxes are beckoning to me!" Wang Xifeng said with a smile, deliberately giving a small number of points first, so that Jia Mu could win and make her happy.

Mother Jia was very happy, the mandarin duck followed suit, Wang Xifeng took the opportunity and mentioned in a casual tone: "Ancestor, I think Cong'er is very motivated, the eldest lady is not like Sister Lin, what four books have she read, teach these, and the daughter-in-law can't cook without rice." I think, it's better to be like Baoyu, Ling Cong'er moved out of the eldest master's courtyard and approached a few younger sisters, Zhu's sister-in-law is also knowledgeable, and he is not very old, wouldn't it be good for them to learn, ponder, and encourage each other? ”

As soon as Jia's mother put down a four-six "red-headed ten" in her hand, she suddenly closed it in the air, and her face straightened: "It's okay to move out, but you can only move it after school, so as not to make trouble when you are idle, and you can also study poetry and books when you come back from school at night, and go to school during the day, so it's safer." ”

"Yes, it's still the ancestors who love their grandchildren, the eldest wife, the eldest master, I will go and say." Wang Xifeng nodded with a smile, and the candlelight was obliquely reflected, shining on her pink cheeks, which was extremely delicate.

Jia Mu looked at the mandarin duck and said with a smile: "It's still Feng Yatou who is virtuous, knowledgeable, and able to do things, and she thinks so thoughtfully, asking you to help your aunt run the house, which is the safest, just like the Qin family in Dongfu." ”

Within a few days, many people praised Grandma Lian for being thoughtful, caring for her brother-in-law, kind-hearted, gentle and virtuous.

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When Jia Cong learned of this, he didn't have any special reaction, there were still a few days before going to school, these two days he went to Ningguo Mansion Huifangyuan to practice archery during the day, and came back to read "Analects" and "Mencius" at night. Now, he's helping Pomegranate clean up.

It's not because he's worried that Pomegranate is playing Infernal Affairs, a double agent or something, his girl, he will try his best to protect it, but he learned that Pomegranate's mother is seriously ill, and he won't live long after listening to the tone. And her mother only has one daughter, no one to take care of her, extremely miserable, Pomegranate can't bear it, and has the heart to leave the house.

To a certain extent, Jiafu treats his subordinates relatively leniently, and it is undeniable that when the attacker's mother died, she was allowed to go home for burial and handle the funeral.

However, the pomegranate is an ordinary girl, not to mention the girl of the concubine Jia Cong, far less than the attacker, mandarin duck and other generations, so take this excuse back, the above will definitely not allow it, so Jia Cong said "Pomegranate is clumsy and clumsy, and he is not dedicated to doing things", Mrs. Xing approved and returned the slave deed, she was originally going to receive a sum of silver, and she gave up for Jia Cong's sake.

"Pomegranate, don't worry." Jia Cong spit out a few words, the little girl took care of him very dedicatedly.

A few simple words, Pomegranate felt that it was more powerful, Cong Ye now did more things than talked, and handed over the rest of the ladder money to her, she refused to accept it, Cong Ye's face turned cold, and then he felt quite complicated, Pomegranate knelt down and bowed: "Cong Ye, what a good master and servant, I will remember this grace and allow me to bow down." ”

Jia Cong did not refuse her worship, some of the current concepts are out of place here, he thought to himself: "Pomegranate is also a weak person, unlike attacking people who have scheming, it may not be appropriate to stay in this kind of house, go outside, with me to take care of it, it should be more free...... She is just an ordinary girl, her family is in dire straits, in this era of laughing at poverty and not prostitution, poverty is enough to make people unhappy, and poverty and illness add fuel to the fire, which is even more miserable. ”

Sun Fu was ordered to carry the luggage, and the pomegranate family turned left at the east end of Ningrong Street and turned the first storefront, which was not too far, Sun Fu asked: "Then the master can only go to Dongfu Huifang Garden by himself, and the little one will come to find the master after placing the luggage?" By the way, there is news from Laiwang and his wife, which are the Yinzi money of Luo Gaocai, Chen Baifu, and Tian Youfu, and the profits and silver they received exceeded the government's regulations......"

"Okay." Jia Cong agreed, but he didn't care very much, and said: "The book "Xiaolin Guangji" I wrote the day before yesterday, has it been dried?" ”

Pomegranate shook up two pigtails, her big eyes were full of tears, and her little hand pursed the corners of her lips: "I dried it in a charcoal oven, and the ink did not disperse, and I put it on the top floor of the cabinet along with the pair of deerskin boots." ”

"Well, it's time for the reward, your family is finished, and half of the money from the sale of my book will be shared with you." Jia Cong smiled and said, it's okay if the pomegranate goes out, so as not to suffer from the disaster, and the big family Lil is cheating. Mrs. Xing said that he arranged a girl for a few days, he was used to living by himself, and he didn't need to be served, and he thought, he went to the bookstore to ask the shopkeeper, there is no "Xiaolin Guangji" in this era, this kind of ancient joke books should be able to sell a lot of money, and the scholar class also needs to be entertained, but there is no copyright in ancient times......

Sun Fu scratched his head and thought, "Can the book written by Master Cong still be sold for money?" Do you have a tael of silver? Pomegranate is also quite pitiful, but Master Cong is very good to her...... Master Cong doesn't like to speak, and sometimes he can't understand what he says, could it be that my understanding as a slave has declined? ”

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After dealing with this matter, Jia Cong went to Ningguo Mansion to practice archery in Fangyuan, he naturally knew that Wang Xifeng was not in a good mood, but he was not in a hurry, just like Baguwen needed to solve the problem, undertake the topic, start talking, and start...... I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, things always need to be done slowly, one by one, in fact, everything is in progress.

The Tianxiang Building, Dengxian Pavilion and Funny Bee Pavilion of Huifang Garden are the most beautiful.

After a few years, Jia Yuanchun Province pro, Ningguo Mansion Huifang Garden and Rongguo Mansion East Courtyard merged, which is the famous Grand View Garden.

A piece of osmanthus tree in front of Tianxiang Building is lush, it is to take Song Zhi's question of "Guizi falls in the middle of the month, Tianxiang Cloud floats outside", named "Tianxiang Building", on an open field, the arrow in Jia Cong's hand, "whoosh", floated out a few zhang away, suddenly, the arrow shaft is like a kite with a broken line, and it has not yet reached the target, it flutters down lightly.

"Hahaha......" Jia Zhen, Jia Lian, and Jia Rong, who were drinking and feasting, laughed out loud, they wore blankets, slaughtered pigs and sheep on the field, and sat down to drink wine, play fists and gamble when they were tired, and they were very good at enjoying it.

"The body is a little weaker, but the strength has increased, and ten days ago, the bow couldn't be opened." Jia Cong turned around and explained.

"Indeed, Brother Cong has made great progress." Jia Lian said with a smile, he has no prejudice against the change of this younger brother, but the relationship between the two is average, not good, not bad, Jia Lian and Jia Baoyu are the default heirs of the big house and the second room of the high-level of Rongguo Mansion, Jia Cong did not show the intention of fighting, just read his own poetry and books, and became easy-going in private, Jia Lian was nothing.

Jia Zhen stroked his beard: "You can't always hold your head and read the Four Books and Five Classics, the ancient sages also have etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics, collectively known as the six arts, but they are slowly abandoned, our meritorious home, we really shouldn't forget our roots." ”

Jia Cong wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh, just looking at the appearance and conversation, where do Jia Lian, Jia Zhen, and Jia Rong look like losers? They are all gentle and elegant, but he knows that Jia Lian likes to, and he wants dirty and smelly ones, such as Duo Girl (also known as Lamp Girl), Bao Er's family, and Second Sister You...... Jia Rong, two aunts...... Jia Zhen, pick up the ashes......

However, how many modern men, when they criticize Jia Yu and Jia Zhenzhi, they are actually scolding in their mouths and envious in their hearts? There are a lot of people in the ......

What about them, it has nothing to do with Jia Cong for the time being, he is just here to exercise his physique, if he persists like this, his body will gradually get better, and a minor illness that is not worth mentioning will also be fatal in ancient times.

said some unnutritious words, Jia Cong was also tired, Jia Rong said, "Uncle Cong, why don't you go to the room to rest for a while?" It's still early to leave the palm lamp, and then go back after eating? ”

Jia Yuyuan to Jia's mother courtyard has to sit in a sedan chair for a while, Rongguo Mansion to Ningguo Mansion, it is even farther, at this time it is already sweating profusely, after thinking about it, Jia Cong said: "It's okay, I'm sorry for you." ”

"Family, Uncle Cong is polite." Jia Rong led him south out of the Weeping Flower Gate, and when he arrived at the door, he saw his wife Qin Keqing and the girl Ruizhu holding the mink lining, and they came over.

"How did you come back? I was afraid that it would be cold in the garden, so I prepared a few sets of covers and sent them over. Qin Keqing lifted the clothes in his hand, his eyes turned slightly, and he understood in an instant: "I know, you can go by yourself, I'll take Uncle Cong over." ”

"Okay, what's going on with Mother? Are you getting better? Jia Rong accepted the big meal, and her face was neither sad nor joyful.

"It's all fine, but it's a little pain and illness, what's it, I asked Baozhu to prepare hot water, don't forget to wash it when you come back." I will dispose of the rest of the delicacies, and it is better to distribute them to the next person if I throw them away. Qin Keqing said.

Jia Rong nodded vigorously, turned around and left, Qin Keqing lingered at the door of the hanging flowers for a long time, the evening light hanging on the treetops slanted on her face, just like her bowed head and tactfully cut the water autumn pupils, the eyebrows of the distant mountains had an indelible sorrow, and the peony horse-faced skirt under the graceful posture blew lightly with the evening breeze, and only after a while did she apologize: "Uncle Cong, please come here." ”

It seems to be absent-minded.

Jia Cong followed, thinking: "According to the "Dream of Red Mansions" by Zhou Ruchang, Jia Zhen forced Qin Keqing to give in, it should have been these two years, although I can't bear to see the beauty disappear, but ...... This matter has little to do with me, and Qin Keqing's identity is unknown, do I want to interfere? ”