"Brother Cong, what did you just say that you didn't calculate, what's going on?"

After first reining in a good mood, Baochai asked with concern.

Qingwen and the others, who were secretly happy, also looked at them with concern when they heard this.

Ping'er was worried: "Cong'er, do you want to do it?" How do I listen...... It's scary. ”

Jia Cong waved his hand and smiled: "Sister Ping'er, just rest assured, say something that is not ashamed, now the general trend is on me, and others are cautious and cautious to guard against me, even if someone wants to plot against me, it is a dog who jumps over the wall in a hurry and wants to make the black hand ......"

Ping'er was not at ease at all: "The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry to make a black hand? ”

Qingwen also doubted: "How can that young girl jump off the wall?" Make the Black Hand ...... Isn't it going to be poisoned? ”

These words really frightened everyone, but Jia Cong laughed and said, "What do you think? Although I suspect that Qingxi is most likely instructed by someone behind her, it's really hard to say whether it is good or malicious, because Mr. specially asked Zihou to send her in the door......

When it comes to scheming and wisdom, although I think that I am not bad, but compared to my husband, it is really too far behind, and I need to learn more.

If it weren't for the gentleman's noble character and the importance of the community and the people, he would not be willing to really go against the new party, and the old party would be a group of ...... Hey!

Whether the new party can sit firmly in the court is really two different things.

Now that Mr. has withdrawn from the political hall, he is becoming more and more light, and there are not many people in this world who can hide his schemes.

It's hard to say whether the original intention of the person he let in was good or bad, but it was certainly impossible to poison him.

Of course, if you are in the mood, it is good to keep an eye open and pay attention on weekdays. ”

When Qingwen heard this, she glanced at Jia Cong, raised her snowy chin, and said arrogantly: "Just stare at it!" I'd like to see how she does it! ”

Before Jia Cong could say anything, Baochai shook his head at Qingwen and said, "Don't be rude, the people sent into the mansion by Dasikong should be polite." When you lived in Shangshu Mansion with Brother Cong, how did people treat you? ”

When Qingwen heard this, her mouth opened, but she was sharp-toothed, and she couldn't say anything at this time, so she could only respond honestly: "Got it." ”

Baochai smiled at Jia Cong again: "You are busy with business outside, so you don't have to worry about the affairs of the inner house, now that I am Sister Ping'er, I can help you share a little bit." It's not worth anything, but it can always help a point. ”

Jia Cong smiled: "How can you say that it is not worth it?" Sister Bao didn't know that the first thing I did before I went south was to write to Mr. Yang and his wife to cultivate a group of trustworthy people for me. The housekeepers in front, Xue Gu and Du Jiang, and Chi Yu in the back, are all of them. Without a stable home, without a reliable and credible back house, even if you are a hero in the world, it is difficult to stand up to the sky. So Sister Bao, Sister Ping'er, you help me more than just a little ......."

When Baochai and Ping'er heard this, they were embarrassed again......

……

The next morning, it was not yet dawn.

In the warm pavilion of the main house of the back house of the thousand households in Taipingli, there is a green embroidered flower gauze tent hanging on the bed.

The gauze tent, which was supposed to be calm, is now like a stone falling from the surface of the water, causing a thousand waves.

A whimper came from the tent, followed by a wicked laugh and a coquettishness.

After a long while, I saw a man step out of bed from the gauze tent, his face refreshed.

Then the gauze tent was lifted to one side, and the upper body was only wearing a splendid belly. The beautiful woman in the pocket sat there with a blushing face and a head full of green silk, ready to dress and button.

I saw that her shoulders were as white as snow, and her hands were curled behind her head, but she didn't want to make the spring light on her side dew.

When viewed from under the armpits, you can see a thrilling arc that is exposed.

The only thing that is not beautiful is that on the snow-white side arc mound, you can also see the "strawberries" planted by someone......

"Oops! Cong'er ......"

Ping'er had her hair in a bun, and she was thinking how it was so quiet next to her, and she looked over curiously, but saw Jia Cong holding her hands on her chest, looking at her youthful side with relish, and said with shame and disgust.

Jia Cong smiled and didn't explain.

Ping'er seemed annoyed and said: "Why can't I see it before, Cong'er is like this...... Colored hearts! ”

Jia Cong said calmly: "Man...... Except for eunuchs, there will be a color heart at any time, which is the instinct of the human race to reproduce and continue. It's just that I couldn't even be the master of my own safety, let alone the ability to protect you, so I could only honestly suppress my instincts and nature, so as not to implicate the innocent.

Now, although the future is still difficult, we still need to make unremitting efforts. But...... But you don't have to be wronged anymore and endure it.

I came to this world to experience the beauty of this world, but not to be an ascetic.

Especially reluctant to pretend in front of their own women......"

Ping'er seems to be a little patient with these words now, a pair of watery apricot eyes looked at Jia Cong, and said with a smile: "Now this mouth is more and more able to coax girls, Miss Bao, a good girl like Miss Bao, who even praises the old lady for her square atmosphere, is now coaxed by you...... I'm worried about you before I even enter the door. Aunt Xue knows about it, so it's good for you! ”

Jia Cong crossed his arms and looked at Ping'er and suddenly became happy, and he laughed violently.

But Ping'er was uncomfortable, and said with a side face: "What are you laughing at?" ”

After Jia Cong laughed a few times, he sat back on the stepping bed, looked at Ping'er with a vigilant face and said: "I thought my sister wouldn't be jealous, who would have thought that Sister Ping'er, the most virtuous and gentle sister in my mind, would also be jealous, hahaha!" ”

Ping'er almost jumped up angrily and said, "How can I ever eat any jealousy?" Crooked! ”

Jia Cong hurriedly grabbed Ping'er's shoulder, gently took it into his arms, and said with a smile: "I'm really happy that you can say this in front of me." This shows that Sister Ping'er has begun to talk to me openly...... It's not that you didn't speak sincerely before, it's just that everyone has some secrets in their hearts that no one wants to tell, and only to those closest to them will say ......"

Ping'er pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "This good mouth, I don't know how many girls will be deceived in the future." Okay, let me get up, serve you to wash up, and then go to the Song Mansion." ”

Jia Cong smiled, said no more, got up and let Ping'er do the ......

……

At two o'clock, Jia Cong took Qingwen, Chunyan, Xiangling and other maids who had lived in Shangshu Mansion to Song Mansion together.

Downstairs at the gate of the Song Mansion, Song Xian, Song Yuan, Song Ye, Song Hua, Wu Fan and other children of the Song family all greeted each other.

Although Jia Cong is the youngest, he is the same generation as the three brothers of Song Xian, coupled with the high-ranking officials and nobles on his body and his current status in the literary world, in terms of etiquette, although the Song family's treatment is a little grand, it is not an exaggeration.

Jia Cong didn't know how to hold it up, and a stone's throw away from the gatehouse, he led his eighty horsemen to turn over and dismount early, and walked to the front of the gatehouse of the Song Mansion.

Although his face was light, he did enough courtesies and greeted Song Xian and others.

Song Xian's three brothers saw him so polite, and the displeasure that they had been waiting under the door before disappeared, Song Xian was the longest, stepped forward to pick up Jia Cong, and said with a smile: "Qingchen, although our brothers have never been masked before, they have been friends with each other for a long time.

I'm not afraid of your jokes, I knew that Jia Weng loved you so much, and I had eaten it for my brother, but Jia Weng had never pampered us like this, and I didn't even have Zihou, the eldest grandson who had been raised by my side. But now it seems that it is the master who has outstanding vision and discernment.

Now compared with the light of your pearl of Qingchen, my brothers have become mortar, and I am really ashamed of myself! ”

Jia Cong's face did not change lightly, but his eyes looked at Song Xiandao with a smile: "Big brother, you also said this kind of thing in front of Zihou?" After a while, I will talk to my husband and sister, the eldest brother is jealous of my little junior brother being favored, so let the two elders pay more attention to the eldest brother......"

"Poof!"

On the side, Song Yuan and Song Ye burst out laughing, although Song Hua and Wu Fan didn't dare to laugh, their faces turned purple.

No one expected that Jia Cong would really tease Song Xian, who was the same age as Jia Yu, with an equal attitude and tone.

With his current status, his ridicule will not cause others to be disgusted.

Of course, more importantly, he placed his place in the Song family, and regarded himself as a disciple of Song Yan's closed door.

In this world, the status of a closed disciple is by no means lower than that of his own heirs, or even higher than that of some descendants.

Jia Cong spoke like this, making it clear that he thought he was a member of the Song Sect.

Although such closeness has long been expected, it is still happy to be reconfirmed at this moment.

Song Xian is also a member of the feudal bureaucracy, and he has a deep bearing, so he naturally will not be annoyed, but laughs a few times arrogantly, laughs, and takes the initiative to lead Jia Cong to Song Yan's study.

……

"Unfilial disciple to meet sir!"

Looking at Song Yan, who was full of age spots, and looked at him lovingly, Rao had seen it yesterday, Jia Cong was still excited, and knelt down to say goodbye.

The words are sincere and touching.

Song Yan raised his hands and said, "Cong'er get up, why be polite?" ”

Jia Cong responded: "The disciple obeys!" After saying that, he bowed his head again, Fang stood up, walked to Song Yan's side, held his thin hand covered with black spots, and greeted again: "Mr. is still healthy?" ”

Song Yan trembled his hands, patted Jia Cong's hand in turn, and said lovingly: "Okay, it's all good, these days are especially good." In the past two months, you have done an excellent job, and I am very relieved to the teacher. ”

Jia Cong smiled a little shyly and said, "It's all taught by Mr., and I am not easy and proud." ”

Song Yan's face was a little solemn, and he nodded and said, "It's right to think like this, your road is still long, and it is extremely difficult." Others are arrogant, but they are just resting on their laurels. You can't, you know? ”

Jia Cong nodded and said, "The disciple doesn't dare to forget for a moment, this is a road with no advance or retreat." However, Mr. does not have to worry about the disciple, as long as the disciple is loyal to the king, loyal to the emperor's affairs, and does not act arbitrarily, he will always break out of a way out. ”

When Song Yan heard this, he glanced at Jia Cong deeply, but said to Song Xian and the others: "You guys go to the front and have a look, I'll talk to Cong'er about something." ”

Song Xian, who had been in the official residence of the frontier many years earlier, couldn't help but smile wryly when he heard this, but he didn't dare to disobey his old father in his old age, and took Song Yuan and others to retire.

After they left, Song Yan looked at Jia Cong and said, "You want to ask me about that young girl?" ”

When Jia Cong heard this, the pupils in his eyes shrank slightly......

Song Yan used, the word "girl"?!

So kind......

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PS: Resume the update tomorrow, and then work hard to make up for it, and never brag!