One hand fused the penmanship written by Tang people's face and willow style, printed on bamboo paper, concise and concise, the meaning was concise and clear, so that he could understand it, Jia Yu roughly swept it with a few glances and threw it on the rosewood table.

The family affection of the four major families, Jia Amnesty is to Yingchun, Jia Tanchun is to Aunt Jia Huan Zhao, and Jia Zhenyou is to Jia Xichun, which is as cold as water and indifferent as ice. Wang Ren of the Wang family, and later sold his niece Jia Qiao, Shi Xiangyun of the Shi family, the aunt does not necessarily have love, and she is a dignified daughter, and she has to do needlework until midnight. In addition to the Xue family, the other three can be said to be like thin paper, and the world is like a chess game.

Although Jia Cong has made Jia Yu a little different, the current influence will not change Jia Yu much after all, under the feudal patriarchal system and the three outlines and five constants, Jia Yu's concept, out of such a strong effort, if Jia Cong's fame is not achieved, he will be severely punished with family law, fortunately, Qin Ye and Fan Lin have a lot of praise, Jia Yu feels that Bei'er has face: "I said, Cong'er has been away from home for so long, and it is time to go home and ask for peace, it's not like words." Besides, Qin Ye was poor, but there were some battles, and Fan Lin of Wanping County praised him for his talent, so he spared him this time! ”

"It's all taught well by the master!" Mrs. Xing picked up the letter, spared no effort to flatter, sat solemnly with her fat body, and opened her mouth as soon as she spoke: "We don't have any major pain or illness, we don't need him to serve, but there is, aren't there still Lian'er and Feng Yatou?" Besides, Cong'er is raising a good reputation at this time, and it is for us to grow face. ”

"Well, that's true." Jia Yu's face is colorful, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, Jia Cong is a little dragon, he is a big dragon, leisurely watching the play and listening to the music, half-squinting his eyes, and enjoying it: "Say so much, you still have to take the test to come back, if you lose face to me, he won't want that layer of skin!" ”

This drama is from the Hui class, if Jia Cong is here, he will be surprised, after the Hui class entered Beijing, there was a famous drama for later generations: Peking Opera.

Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng sat together, Second Master Lian didn't speak, he was born rich and wealthy, so he didn't want to be so much, flirting with a married woman and playing with other people's wives is the ideal of Second Master Lian's life, no, Dad is like this, what can he do?

There is an extremely debauched girl in Jiafu, called Duo Girl (Lamp Girl), this Duo Girl is amazing, a handsome guy who is a little more outstanding in Jiafu, she has come to pour candles over and over again, Lian Er Ye and she are Wang Ba to see mung beans, Ximen Qing met Pan Jinlian, and Duo Girl also has an identity: Qingwen's aunt and cousin. They basically have no love for Qingwen, and after Qingwen died, they dragged them to the transformation field, just to ask for a reward from Xifu.

Wang Xifeng was born with eyes in her head, and her mother's power made her empty-eyed, with a pleasant face, but she thought in her heart: "The eldest lord and the eldest lady are really, Jia Cong's concubine has not yet achieved fame, so he hyped it up, and he will not be careful in calculations, but I am so talented, but I have such a father-in-law and mother-in-law, and the second master Lian is even soft-eared and does not care about the family." If the little lady raises the first, under such a momentum, won't the old man and the eldest lady die of shame? There are no absolutes, my aunt and grandmother are waiting to see the joke......"

"Alas...... None of these people can calculate, and the man has no talent, and this family will be ruined sooner or later......"

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[Note: The last paragraph of the previous chapter 37 has been revised, and the author has made a common sense mistake, the boiling point of alcohol is lower than that of water, and the attack will not disfigure, at most it will be red and swollen for a few days.] Jia Baoyu was once burned by Jia Huan's oil lamp, and there seemed to be no sequelae. 】

In the past few months, Jiafu has not changed much, from top to bottom, Jia's mother watches operas and listens to songs, wipes dominoes, and children and grandchildren tell jokes, Jia Yu is still happy with his little wife, Jia Zheng sits on duty during the day, goes home to talk with Qing guests, plays chess, reads, doesn't care about everything, ignores everything, Mrs. Wang eats fasting and recites Buddha most of the time, Jia Jing continues to cultivate immortals in the Xuanzhen Temple outside the capital, and only comes back every year to worship the ancestors, and it is estimated that it is not far from Yuhua Dengxian.

Li Kun's housekeeper has to get by, and Jia Lanjia and other generations of people have learned to study, although there is an effect called the butterfly effect, and the insertion of Jia Cong in another world should always have more or less changes and influences. But there is a limit to this change at the moment, depending on how much he has done and what he has done.

For example, if there are several diligent and studious people in a class, the people around you will be more or less infected. But it is enough to be sure that Jia Cong can't infect Jia Baoyu, whose three views are different from those of the times, and Jia Baoyu's universal values and outlook on life are inconsistent with the concept of studying and being an official at the time.

As for the other domestic slaves, the short things in the family, and the erotic love between Jia Zhen and Jia Rong's father and son playing Eryou, it is not worth mentioning. Jia Yu is probably tired of publicity, and he is afraid that Jia Cong's fame will not be achieved and he will lose face, so he is not advertising for his son, although Mrs. Jia Yu Xing is also brainless enough......

In the Red Mansion, Jia Yu asked Jia Lian to go to Ping'an Prefecture to do business, and came back to reward a Qiu Tong, although I don't know what it is, but it is definitely not a good thing, who is Jia Yu? For a few fans almost forced the stone nerd to death, Second Master Lian defended a few words and was beaten half to death......

What about Mrs. Xing? As soon as she found the silly eldest sister's embroidered spring sac, she couldn't wait to throw it to Mrs. Wang, which was quite a taste of asking the teacher......

All the endgames of the chessboard of Jiafu may have to wait for Jia Cong to clean up, wait for him to become famous, wait for him to have the right to speak, fortunately, Jiafu still has several years of glory and wealth, Yuanchun has not been crowned as a concubine, and the Grand View Garden has not yet been built.

Lin Daiyu of the Bisha Cupboard, Xue Baochai of Lixiangyuan, and Sanchun sitting upside down hugging Xia, life at this time is very comfortable, very leisurely, unremarkable, and uneventful.

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Gu'an west by Zhuozhou, east of Yongqing Wu'an, south of Bazhou, riverbank mountains, a few people have palpitations to look at the flood breaking the embankment, this scene is really thrilling, the so-called flood beast, now they witnessed it with their own eyes, in addition to shock, or shock.

Fortunately in misfortune, although the resting place is not a high slope, the radius of ten miles is all plains, and the flood is superimposed layer by layer, rippling away, and finally it will not take advantage of the terrain to overflow people.

The flood of this era is not alarmist, no matter how bold Jia Cong is, he does not dare to imagine that someone has broken it, and he has not seen anyone, he clearly remembers: during the Jiajing period, Yan Song was in power, Zheng Michang, the political envoy of Zhejiang, He Maocai, and Yang Jinshui, the weaving eunuch of Hangzhou, instructed Ma Ningyuan, the prefect of Hangzhou, to break the dam, and the flood flooded several counties in Zhejiang...... Official, more fierce than bandits...... Li Fengxiang of Gu'an Zhixian County, I'm afraid that he doesn't have the courage, but if he wants to keep the black yarn hat, he can't escape the responsibility.

Qin Zhong was frightened, Qin Keqing was no better, Qin Ye ordered people to move forward, Jia Cong came back to his senses, only to realize that he had held the hands of the two of them, and felt it carefully, Senior Sister Qin's softness was really as warm as condensation, and it was not false at all.

After resting on the side of the official road in front of him, Qin Ye and Shanziye chose a high-lying foothold, and each had dry food to satisfy their hunger, Jia Cong said that he would go out to see, Qin Zhong would not go to death, and this time Qin Ye would not allow it, so Jia Cong lent Gong and sneaked out, which was already a mountain forest.

Bushes, aquatic plants, can be named, can not be named, but not like the northeast or southwest, the primeval forest of the two Guangzhou, the grass and trees are relatively sparse, autumn, the fallen leaves accumulate into a carpet, the sky is cloudy, go down, you can see the wheat waves in the distance. Jia Cong suddenly felt relaxed and happy, what fame and fortune, struggle and worries, all gone, crossed to a bamboo forest, saw a rabbit with wide eyes resting on the heel of the bamboo, Jia Cong knew that the rabbit did not close its eyes when sleeping...... If the rabbit closes its eyes, it is not asleep.

Unexpectedly, the little white rabbit was quite alert, his ears were upside down, and he jumped away, Jia Cong chased after him, walked a few steps to the right, and heard each other's "ah" A woman's scream, and under a distraction, he tripped over a stone, and he thought he was going to lie on the ground. But the feeling is soft, especially where the head is clamped, it is fragrant and soft......