After sitting for a while and chatting, they were ready to say goodbye, and Jia Cong got up and sent Yingchun to the bottom of the steps outside the curtain felt.

I didn't think about it.

Only a quarter of an hour had passed, and the sky was full of snowflakes outside, and a layer of catkins-like feather beds had fallen on the bluestone floor.

Jia Cong raised his eyes to look at the snowy scene flying in the sky, turned around and said, "Why don't you let Qing'er send the second sister and sister Siqi with an umbrella?" ”

"There's no need to bother, and it's not far away."

Jia Yingchun shook his head, and looked at the little brother with a smile in his beautiful eyes: "You go back and rest, the Lantern Festival will be lively tomorrow, it is the first month, and our daughter's family can't do needlework."

The school house happens to be on vacation, you should also take advantage of this to rest and recuperate, even if you are studying, it will be past the first month, and there are books for you to read. ”

Yingchun's voice fell, and Si Qi on the side also urged him to go back, because the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

Jia Cong didn't insist anymore, and stood quietly under the eaves of the porch and watched them leave.

Until the footprints of the master and servant were imprinted on the road, and gradually covered by the newly falling snowflakes, they gradually disappeared.

"Master, let's go in too."

Qing'er stepped forward and put a cloak on him in a cotton cloth.

"Hmm."

Jia Cong responded casually, looking at the large falling snowflakes with some distraction: "Spring snow mega year, look at this momentum, there will be no locust plague in Shandong this year, right?"

……

The deep sky is like ink, and the cold moon hangs alone.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the roof of the canopy, reflecting the snow on the roof like jade.

The light of the oil lamp was dim, reflecting on Jia Cong's face that looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

The screen window was closed, but there was still sheng flute music coming in from outside the door.

Don't think about it.

It must be the sound of the original owner's cheap father "Jia Yu" and his little wives drinking and having fun.

In addition, there is also the faint sound of gongs and singing in the distance.

The barking of dogs in the high-walled streets and alleys looms, presumably the Jia's mother's house.

Surrounded by all kinds of noisy sounds, it is difficult to meditate on the ground.

Jia Cong sighed secretly and put down the scriptures, and picked up the half-read history book on the table again.

Cao Gong was a native of the Qing Dynasty, but the Red Chamber is a fictional alternate world, and the time/place name is not explicitly mentioned in the text.

Everything is lost, and the world can only be understood by himself.

The dynasty in which he lived was called "Great Chu" and did not belong to any of the known history.

There are only 21 histories in the history books here, which is not much different from the 24 histories that Jia Cong knows.

Before the Song Dynasty, it was basically the same, but after the Song Dynasty, it was completely different from the historical trend he was familiar with.

Instead, they fell into a kind of chaos like the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and the heroes rose together and established several countries.

The entire land of Shenzhou was in frequent wars for a while, and the people were struggling to make a living, and they attacked each other for nearly 200 years.

It wasn't until the great grandfather swept the world and unified the north and south, because he made his fortune in Chu, that the country was named Da Chu.

It has been a hundred years since the change of dynasty, and it has been passed down to the fourth generation of emperors.

Changed the Yuan Qiande, when Jia Cong just turned five years old, it was the day when he first ascended to the throne today, and now it has been six years.

Jia Cong took back the history book, looked at the flickering candle flame on the window, and fell into contemplation again.

According to his understanding of the original Dream of Red Mansions, the cheap father "Jia Yu", this person is greedy for money, lustful, and cold and faint.

He treats his only sister-in-law, Jia Lian, and it is common for him to not pay attention to a good fight.

Not to mention treating him as a concubine, since the eldest brother "Jia Lian" and his sister-in-law Wang Xifeng got married.

He got out of the sea of suffering, and the husband and wife moved to live with Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang, who were in the second room, and at the same time took their place as a housekeeper.

The meat shield that attracts firepower is gone, and there is only one gas bag left on the side of the East Road Courtyard, if you don't want to get out.

As he grows older in the future, he may have to be called by Jia Yu to be a new sandbag at some point.

Besides, he has been staying in the East Road Courtyard, and in this small world dominated by Jia Yu, it is difficult to have a chance to change his fate.

Moreover, the four major families in the Red Mansion, including Jiafu, will end up in the end of nothing more than a bleak end of being in vain and imprisoned.

He still has a lot of youth, so naturally he can't die with Jiafu.

In short, there are still many complicated things that need to be sorted out, dealt with, and prepared for a rainy day.

But don't rush it, after all, you can't get there if you want to hurry.

At present, not long after Xue Baochai and Lin Daiyu entered the mansion one after another, the Jia clan still has many years of life left, so there is no need to be too anxious for the time being.

Fortunately, in his previous life, he was not only a lover of Red Mansions, but also liked to read Chinese history in his spare time.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, four books and five classics, Tang poetry and Song poetry, eight strands of literature, etc., are all involved.

Of course, Bo is not precise.

But he also has plenty of time to learn, to integrate, as the original owner.

Only the way of the imperial examination is the best way out, and it is more suitable for him (himself).

……

After recombing my thoughts, before I knew it, it was already time.

Jia Cong sorted out the books/posts on the table and prepared to wash up and fall asleep.

The little maid Qing'er came over to help him wash his feet, but Jia Cong shook her head and refused.

insisted on washing himself, although he had been in this world for seven or eight days, he was still interested in the extravagant life of feudal society.

Jia Cong is still a little difficult to adapt, especially these small things that are within his ability.

looked at the little girl's slightly lost expression.

Jia Cong didn't intend to explain anything, thought for a while and said to her, "Qing'er, I have a few things that you need to do. ”

"Ah, what do you command?"

Qing'er looked at him with wide eyes when she heard the sound, and then lowered her head again, her little fingers nervously rubbing the jacket on her body.

Jia Cong said to himself: "Don't interject when I speak in the future, and then you can't talk freely, like today's wife doesn't give out monthly silver."

If it comes out of my mouth, the eldest lady will reprimand me at most, and if it is said by your little maid, it will reach the ears of those who have a heart.

Especially the eldest lady who accompanies the room "Wang Shanbao's family", she likes to sue the most, if she hears it, what should you do? ”

"Oh....got it." Qing'er bit her lower lip and replied in a low voice.

Jia Cong straightened his face and said, "Finally, don't trouble me again." ”

"No... Qing'er won't be again, Qing'er knows, don't drive me away......"

Listening to her grandfather's dissatisfied tone, Qing'er's little face suddenly changed, her small mouth flattened, and her tone was full of panic.

In this era, ordinary people also had to pay taxes and serve on errands, and in case of disasters and famines, there were countless refugees.

Survival is a problem, let alone two full meals a day.

The servants of the rich and noble, despite their low status, were in every way more comfortable and wealthy than the common people.

Qing'er's family is a poor family, and she was sold into Jiafu since she was a child.

Being able to serve by the side of the young lady/son is already a great blessing as a slave.

Even if Jia Cong is not welcomed in the house, this life of abundant food and clothing alone is not something that ordinary people can have.

What's more, there is a girl next to him, and there is no need to intrigue with the maids in the other courtyard and compete for favor.

She only needs to please Jia Cong alone, so Qing'er doesn't want to lose this job and security.

"Well, if you can do it."

After Jia Cong dried his feet, he instructed: "Turn off the lights, put down the curtains, and close the doors and windows."

You can take the half-hanging money at the bottom of the cabinet over there. ”

Qing'er stood stunned but didn't move, her eyes blinking.

Jia Cong frowned when he saw this: "What, didn't you hear it?" ”

"No, no Qing'er, Qing'er still thinks that the master is going to beat me!"

She quickly shook her little head into a rattle and cried with joy.

Jia Cong was slightly stunned, and slightly recalled the previous behavior of the original owner.

It seems that the original Jia Cong is really like this, and his words and deeds are on par with Jia Huan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a sleeping dragon and phoenix.

Tsk, no wonder Jia Cong is a transparent person in the original work of Red Mansions, and he is not seen in many lively occasions.

After telling Qing'er to go out.

Jia Cong also lay down on the bed and fell asleep, thinking secretly in his heart: "My body, small arms and legs are still very weak.

In addition to stepping up preparations for the imperial examination, proper exercise on weekdays is also essential. ”

.........

Xiao Qing'er, who was lying on the partition bed in the outer room, was waiting at any time, her eyes were still shining at night, and she counted the copper coins one by one.

A total of 500 yuan, which is worth her monthly routine for several months.

In Dachu, one tael of silver can buy two stone of rice, and one hundred taels of silver can make a poor family of five live for twenty years.

"The quick money to buy medicine is enough...... It's rare that this master's temperament has improved, Amitabha. ”

Qing'er folded her hands after counting the money, and her tone was full of happiness.

.........