Divide up, split up!

Jia's mother panicked, and Jia Zheng also panicked. Because of the separation, the second room has to move out, can the second room that moved out still take advantage of the momentum of Rongguo Mansion?

"Bastard, the old woman is not dead, do you want to be exiled to Jiubian on the charge of unfilial piety?"

The world follows the etiquette system, and the parents are not separated from the family, like Jia Yu, if you don't get it, the Ministry of Etiquette will directly give him a hat of great unfilial piety.

"Daxia Law", the big unfilial person, the heavy will be beheaded, and the light will be exiled.

Jia Cong secretly shook Jia Yu's arm, wanting to persuade him, he was afraid that Jia's mother would be angry and really sue Jia Yu to Shuntian Mansion.

Fortunately, Jia's mother has the best face, and the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, and today's Jia Yu has changed so much that she is a little frightened.

Although participating in the royal hunt may bring great benefits to Jia Baoyu, compared to these, maintaining the status quo of Rongguo Mansion is the most important thing.

Under Jia Yu's insistence and threats, he finally got back the first-class general's golden seal, even if it was only temporary.

The father and son left the main hall of Rongxi Hall in the angry reprimand of Jia's mother, and after Jia Yu touched the familiar and unfamiliar general's seal, he said to Jia Cong: "Go and play with your sister, go out for your father." ”

……

The second sister Yingchun is Jia Cong's half-sister.

When Jia Cong's memories first merged, what impressed him the most was not the bright lights and busy traffic in his previous life, but Yingchun wiping his tears and feeding his seriously ill self white rice porridge.

The bowl of ordinary white rice porridge mixed with the tears of Yingchun poured into Jia Cong's stomach, and at the same time made him completely accept the reality of rebirth.

If nothing else, just for this sister who has guarded himself day and night, he must do everything possible to change the established fate.

Yingchun's treatment has risen with Jia Cong's treatment, although he is still living in Xiaohugxia, the furnishings in the house, the clothes he wears, and the jewelry he wears are all Jia Yu's money.

Jia Yu can be said to have never cared about his concubine, but Jia Cong refuted his thoughts in immature language: "A good man with three gangs, if my sister marries well in the future, maybe she can help me, does my father plan to let his son work hard in the future?" ”

"What is my sister doing?"

Yingchun looked up and saw that her younger brother Jia Cong was lying on the edge of the table and staring at the cloak in her hand.

She said softly: "This cold autumn is coming, your sister Lin is weak, I want to embroider a cloak for her to keep her warm." ”

"Crybabies are pampered by old ladies, what are they not? The old lady gave her a cloak made of white fox fur a few days ago, why should my sister bother with this god? ”

If you talk about the entire Jia family, Jia Cong and Lin Daiyu are natural enemies, they quarrel when they meet, Jia Cong calls Daiyu a crybaby, and Daiyu calls Jia Cong a hateful ghost. However, the relationship between the two of them is actually very good, and if there is anything delicious and fun, they will keep it for each other.

Of course, Jia Cong is not because of any children's personal affairs, after all, Daiyu is only a little over nine years old now, and he himself is a little doll. It's more of a kind of pity, this hard-working girl, he doesn't know if he can keep it in the future.

Yingchun flicked Jia Cong's head, and said with a smile: "Let Sister Lin hear, I'm going to quarrel with you again." You two are really natural enemies. ”

"I've heard that a nasty ghost is a nasty ghost, and he dares to say bad things about me secretly. Second sister, you can't protect him today, I must clean him up! ”

Just after the beginning of autumn, Daiyu, who had always been frail, fell ill. I just had a little spirit today, and I wanted to come to the door of Yingchun, and as soon as I came in, I heard Jia Cong call her a crybaby.

Families get together, if you don't quarrel, you're sorry for the spirit of hard work. Jia Cong ran to the yard with a swish, Daiyu didn't think about it, she chased after her skirt, and at the same time commanded several maids to chase and intercept in the yard, and finally gently twisted Jia Cong's ears and let out a breath.

After signing several unequal treaties, Jia Cong "escaped" from Xiaobaoxia, and after Yingchun and Daiyu, who saw him leave, could no longer see Jia Cong's figure, Daiyu suddenly sighed: "Actually, the third brother Cong has been letting me." ”

Yingchun smiled and said, "I know! ”

……

On the first day of the first month of August, the holy car drove out of Beijing, and the annual royal hunt finally kicked off.

There were screaming teenagers chasing their prey everywhere on the Iron Net Mountain, and those speeding figures made Jia Cong very envious.

"Dabao, run, let's go hunt a tiger and come back!"

"Ah...... Well...... Yes...... Well! ”

"That's running!"

Jia Cong helplessly patted the donkey walking slowly under him, the other party shook his head and barked twice, still pacing forward unhurriedly.

The crowd dispersed, and only one person and a donkey were left outside the dense forest in front of him, and Jia Cong picked up his bow and arrow, and it took a lot of effort to pull a semicircle.

"Forget it, it's better to use a slingshot!"

He muttered to himself, put the bow and arrow back in the saddle, and took out a slingshot from his bosom, a slingshot made of hardwood and ox tendon, with a special stone bullet, a hundred shots without missing a shot, much better than a longbow.

The animals that had just been frightened away by a large number of Xungui's children had long since disappeared, and Jia Cong didn't even see a sparrow, so he had to choose a secluded place and walk slowly inside.

Eight-year-old Jia Cong was not small, because he knew that his father had already arranged for the family's guards to follow him not far away, otherwise he would not have driven away the annoying little guy and went to the dense forest infested with tigers.

Fighting tigers is just talking, his purpose is to hunt a few mink or foxes and make winter clothes for the second sister to welcome spring. You can't love the crybaby Lin Daiyu, but the second sister doesn't.

Of course, if there is any excess, give another copy to the crybaby, the third master Cong is generous!

Iron Net Mountain is a royal hunting ground, with dense forests and no hunters and farmers are allowed to enter, and there are many wild animals in it.

About three or four miles inside, Jia Cong had already seen a white fox dragging its long tail galloping among the grass and trees.

"Where to go!"

Sou!

A stone projectile flew by, and it hit the white fox's head with a snap, and the white fox was killed instantly. The slingshot technique is Jia Cong's best skill, don't ask how to do it, only the hands are familiar!

Jia Cong got off the war donkey, hummed a song softly and came to the place where the white fox was killed, and just as he picked up the white fox and wanted to leave, he heard the sound of fighting outside the grass and trees.

Pushing aside the grass, not far away, there were more than a dozen black-clothed men besieging the red-robed man at the cliff, and Jia Cong recognized this middle-aged man, Liu Heng, the current emperor of Great Xia.

The saint drove out of Beijing, Jia Yu was a first-class general, and Rongguofu was still quite high in the position of the escort team, and Jia Cong had seen the face of the second saint from afar.

At this time, the great eunuch Xia Shouzhong was desperately protecting Liu Heng, and an arrow in his left shoulder failed to make him retreat. The four dragon guards died one and were seriously injured in less than thirty breaths, and now it was the end of the crossbow.

"Slaves and maids drag them down, Your Majesty is leaving!"