Wang Xifeng came to see Qin Keqing and said that if she left, the old lady would be unhappy for a while.

Among the great-granddaughters-in-law, there is no one more popular than Qin Keqing.

Two women whispered in their boudoirs.

Qin Keqing leaned on her fragrant shoulder and said softly: "Auntie, I'm so sad, but I'm also glad ......."

Wang Xifeng couldn't help but tilt his head, his eyes were sour, and tears fell uncontrollably: "You are really stupid, don't worry, I will go to see you when I have time."

Huge family, I am the only one who tells the truth......

Although we are from different generations, we are like sisters. ”

"Third Uncle Cong, can my aunt listen to me?"

Hearing her suddenly mention Jia Cong, Wang Xifeng frowned.

"He won't fight with you for anything, and your aunt doesn't have to embarrass him.

I mean, after all, he was my father's student, and I ......."

Qin Keqing said in the end, and after thinking about it, he still didn't reveal the true inside story of Jia Cong's rescue of her.

Inadvertently.

Jia Cong's status seems to have quietly surpassed Wang Xifeng, and even she herself has never noticed it.

Now all these situations are all the junior brothers racking their brains and trying their best to win it for her.

Even for this reason, he did not hesitate to fight among the clans, these freshly dressed and angry people in the house.

Including Wang Xifeng, who wants to go over to save her?

As for this kind of ending, I had thought of it a long time ago, and I had promised it.

The gossip stops at the wise, this is the best result, she will not even be unable to accept the opinions of others.

"Why would Keqing help that stinky boy speak?"

Wang Xifeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and while he was suspicious in his heart, he became uncomfortable with the advice of his best friend.

It's just vanity and grievances, bells and whistles.

Qin Keqing thought about it and persuaded her, persuading them to pay attention to the management of Zuqi's real estate.

Because Jia Lian has rights, and he has always copied his home, Zu Qi is not confiscated.

Wang Xifeng promised on his lips, but he didn't care in his heart, and said in his heart: "Raiding the house? Even the emperor has to be a little jealous.

The power of our Wang family is great, what are you afraid of! ”

........

In the small courtyard of Rongguo Mansion, Jia Cong came back from Ning Guofu and was slightly tired.

The five hundred taels of silver promised by Jia Zhen could have been sent by Xi'er and Shou'er.

He went to take a look at Qin Zhong, and he happened to take the silver by the way.

He asked Qin Zhong to stay on his side and study with Jia Lan and the others.

But Qin Zhong was not very happy because of his sister's matter.

Jia Cong made an appointment with him to meet again in a few days.

Returning to the head and saying that the You clan, after the patriarch and title of Jia Zhen were removed.

Even the power and command of her patriarch's wife are gone.

The status can be said to have plummeted, and it is usually between concubines.

also has a little bit of the meaning of competing with Wang Xifeng, but now I can't.

You Shi is not a bad person, is it Jia Cong who has affected her?

No, from the perspective of the future, Jia Cong saved her instead.

As a traverser, as a prophet of the Red Chamber.

The final outcome of the Red Chamber is undoubtedly "the vast white land is really clean".

This is a common knowledge, Jia Zhen has no king's law and does whatever he wants.

In the future, after being raided, You Shi and other noble ladies will be charged into the Teaching Division.

Either they are reduced to RBQ, and the people of the common nobility have fun.

or be sold like pigs and dogs, Jia Cong naturally doesn't want to be affected by them.

Then it can only be pulled out in advance, Jia Zhen's hidden tumor.

On the other hand, You Shi and other women, no matter how good they are, they still have enough food and clothing every day.

Happier and more comfortable than 99 percent of the people in the world.

But these are the things he can't tell anyone.

Do you want to tell them that your Jia family will be destroyed in a few years?

Let's not say that there are people who believe in it, this sentence alone can kill him.

Moreover, at this time, they were still hoping that Jia Yuanchun in the palace would bring a "Guangwu Zhongxing".

In this regard, Jia Cong felt both helpless and heavy.

Jia Zhen lost those halos and relied on them, and he couldn't make waves at all, and he didn't want to think about these foregone conclusions.......

I just don't know if Ning Guofu's experience this time can completely wake up Rongguofu?

Jia Mu?

Jia Zheng?

Jia Amnesty?

Well, it's not very likely.

These people are accustomed to pride and pleasure......

Jia Cong shook his head, retracted his thoughts, and slowly opened the scroll.

This picture was brought to him by Qin Zhong, saying that Qin Keqing thanked him.

It is an ink painting, slowly unfolding on the kang table, the colors are monotonous and deep.

I saw that a lady in the painting gently lifted her skirt and went downstairs.

The golden hairpin slipped from her hair, and the woman's face was blocked by the door.

Half-hidden, half-hidden.

What do you mean?

Jia Cong was slightly stunned, and then suddenly remembered that day in Qin Keqing's room.

The song "Broken Intestine Mystery" written by Zhu Shu: "Come downstairs, the golden hairpin will fall."

Ask the sky, where are the people?

hated Wang Sun and went all the time.

Wrongdoers, it is difficult to stay ......."

"Hey, what kind of painting is this? Do you want to hang it up? Qingwen put her hands behind her back and looked up.

"No, you don't need to hang this one." Jia Cong hurriedly put it away with a little weakness.

The "Burning Li Tu" sent back by Qin Keqing was hung on the north wall of the Bandit Pavilion.

Qingwen snickered narrowly, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring over the bad goose paws and rice.

The kitchen in Rongguo Mansion is like this, and two or three meals a day are free of charge.

But if you want to eat well, you have to pay for it yourself, and the people in the kitchen like it the most.

Eating bad goose paws in summer is the most delicious, and with a glass of warm wine, Jia Cong eats happily.

Qingwen blinked her eyes and asked, "Who did you say would be the patriarch?"

You won't really let our people in Xifu inherit it, right? ”

The "Great Chu Law" of the current dynasty stipulates that all patriarchs misbehave, lose their prestige, and so on.

The clan can agree to set up another patriarch to inherit the family temple, and the same is true of Emperor Qiande.

"It doesn't matter who he is, it's not my turn anyway."

Jia Cong smiled indifferently, in fact, he had already discussed countermeasures with Jia Yu.

Everything is ready, everything is waiting to be torn apart in front of Jia Mu.

Wait for the two of them to finish eating.

Jia Cong went to the study, and Qingwen obediently stood aside to help polish the ink.

Jia Cong sat upright in front of the desk, his right wrist resting lightly on the desk, holding a lake pen.

Concentrate on copying Yan Zhenqing's "Sacrifice to the Nephew Tablet".

The way of calligraphy is like practicing qigong, cultivating the body and mind, and it is said that it can prolong life.

Many calligraphers have lived a long life because of this, and many calligraphers are immortal and do not know whether it is true or false.

Serious and focused men are the most attractive.

Qingwen stared at Jia Cong's increasingly handsome face, her breathing was a little chaotic, and she hurriedly looked away and said, "I, I heard Tie Niu say that the Qing'er who originally served you."

You funded her to open a silk shop? I heard you still go to see her often?

If you are discovered, be careful that the eldest master beats you, since she has gone out, she is not from the house......"

Qingwen said without a match, and there was inexplicable pantothenic sour in her tone.

"Xiao Qing'er is a very good person, she has served me wholeheartedly for so many years.

I arranged for her to go out of the house, naturally for a reason, her shop was in the name of Jiafu.

So that she can live...... Qingwen, why did you suddenly ask about this? ”

Jia Cong couldn't take his eyes off it, took care of his own writing, and asked rhetorically.