In front of everyone, he can only call her sister, not by her name.

Because the attackers and Qingwen were all rewarded by the old lady.

Calling names can be considered uneducated and disrespectful.

No matter how bad it is, it is also a "flower girl" or "flower girl".

"Flower girl......?"

The corners of Jia Cong's mouth twitched slightly, and he always felt a little immodest when he shouted like this, so he simply followed the big face treasure and called it.

"Third Master Cong said this, but it tortured us, you are the master."

The attacker does not follow the way, Rong Chang has a smile on his face, a light blue vest, and a tall posture.

Large families pay attention to it, and the rice wine is also warm, which is generally moderate, but it is obviously different at this time.

What does this attacker want to do?

Find a place for Jia Baoyu?

Jia Cong's eyes were cold, and he changed his left hand, he just touched the glass of rice wine.

Before the others could see clearly, the attacker suddenly took back the disc.

While Jia Cong was holding the wine glass, some rice wine spilled and soaked on his left sleeve, wetting a piece.

Qingwen frowned and shouted, "Attacker, how did you serve the wine?" Aren't you usually virtuous?

Monsters serve people....... Master, take me a look, it's all scalded......."

Qingwen rolled up Jia Cong's sleeves and looked at it, and sure enough, it turned red.

The attacker was shocked and was about to bow down to make amends, but Jia Cong sneered and said that it was okay.

It's just that at the moment when the attacker bent down, the cup of warm wine in his hand shook as if he didn't obey the call.

The glass of rice wine fell back and soaked the face of the person.

Bang dang!

"Ahh The attacker squatted down, covered his face and cried out in pain.

"Sister Raid!"

"Flower Girl!"

Jia Baoyu was stunned by this series of shocks!

How so?

What happened?

He stepped forward and said with concern: "Sister Raider, how are you?" Can it hurt? ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I accidentally burned the third master.

I accidentally burned myself, and it's none of anyone's business. ”

The attacker shook his head again and again, pitifully and pitifully.

The women came forward to care for her, but she covered it and didn't show it.

The attacker's eyes were full of tears, and tears were shining: "Don't patronize me, let's see what happened to Third Master Cong?" ”

Only then did everyone look away.

Jia Cong glanced at the attacker meaningfully, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just the pain of the flesh and skin, just rub some medicine." ”

This commotion has dissipated a lot of everyone's interest.

"It's closed at night, Ming'er, you two will invite Lang Zhong again."

Li Kun gave orders: "Mandarin duck, tonight's incident can't go back to the old lady, let's cover it up, and it's over."

Ping'er, you can keep your mouth, Brother Bao, don't make any more trouble.

Now that Brother Cong and the attackers are like this, you take care of the overall situation, and if you don't do it for others, you should attack your sister. ”

"Yes, yes."

Jia Baoyu nodded vigorously, quite distressed for her sister.

snorted coldly, and withdrew first with the attacker, Musk Yue, and Mama Li.

"I'm sorry." The mandarin duck came over with an apologetic face.

She is as tall as the attacker, and her goose egg face is different and coquettish: "Don't worry, I won't scare the old lady." ”

Jia Xichun and Jia Lan naturally left first in fear, and Li Kun then retreated.

Xue Baochai hesitated for a while and went out with Lin Daiyu.

Daiyu raised her pointed chin: "This is better than any "Mountain Gate" and "Crazy". ”

Jia Tanchun sighed: "That is, Sister Lin is pure-minded and on the outside.

A big family of black-eyed chickens, I can't wait for you to eat me, I eat you. ”

Xue Baochai didn't say a word, and smiled: "Ying'er, I'll send two medicines to Brother Cong and the attacking girl later." ”

........

........

After the crowd dispersed

"Brother Cong, it's not my sister's fault, there are so many things that happened when I was coming, I wanted you to leave the house happily."

Jia Yingchun said distressedly and took the Wenpa handed over by Qingwen.

put a patch on the red and swollen piece of Jia Cong's left hand, and said helplessly: "This happened today, although it is to hide it."

But there are so many people, where can they hide it? ”

"Sister, don't worry, a little injury and no bones, it will be fine in a few days."

Jia Cong personally sent Yingchun out, and Tie Niu was whispering with Xiu Tang outside the door.

Jia Cong called him in, and the three of them cleaned up the messy cups and plates together.

Back to the wings.

Qingwen brought warm water, waited for him to wash his feet, poured the muddy water into the ditch, and lifted the curtain to come in.

Jia Cong was sitting under the lamp, flipping through the scriptures.

Qingwen stepped forward and squeezed her eyebrows: "Hurry up, did you do it on purpose?"

Or... Who did you or the attacker do on purpose?

The Western pug that attacked people is used to pretending to be virtuous, and I can't see it the most.......

If she deserves to suffer this time, why don't you burn her eyes?

Hey, do you think she'll have a scar on her face? Can you still be an aunt if you have a scar? You say......."

"Alright."

As soon as the girl spoke, she chattered, Jia Cong waved her hand and interrupted: "Don't think about those useless ones, go to sleep." ”

After that, he got up and lay down in the room, he knew the scheming of the attacker very well, and now he felt it more deeply.

Obviously, she took the initiative to instigate Jia Baoyu to snap with her.

But he told Mrs. Wang that she was afraid that Baoyu would do something ridiculous, and the thief shouted to catch the thief.

"Doesn't it really hurt?"

Qingwen put on small embroidered shoes, dressed in a pink middle coat, and asked by lifting the curtain outside the partition.

"It's just a small burn, how can it be so delicate."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Sleep peacefully, I'll leave the house tomorrow." ”

"Well, I've already taken care of my outfits."

Qingwen slept in the cubicle, ready to eat and drink.

Tonight she was happy and worried, and she was already angry.

It wasn't until she came here that that her thoughts faded a little, but when she saw that the attacker was guilty, she felt happy.

What worries about Sanye Cong's injury is it, but it's useless to worry.

Third Master Cong is not like Second Master Bao, he is not happy at all, he wants to die or live.

It's so tired that people can't sleep, especially when Bao Erye falls jade, it's really bitter.

How many people have to suffer from the disaster of the pond fish and the disaster of innocence, these Bao Er Ye have never considered it.

But Third Master Cong would not do such a thing, even the little Qing'er who went out of the house was doing so well.

About two or three quarters of an hour later, around midnight, insects chirped outside the window.

Ying'er really sent a potion for bruises, and Jia Cong was already asleep by then.

Qingwen went over and wiped it lightly, and muttered a smile: "This master has a really big heart, and he sleeps more than a pig." ”

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Early the next morning.

The sun slowly rose over the horizon, and the horizon gradually turned pink, like a shy flush on a girl's face.

As Jia Yingchun said, there are many people with mixed mouths, and there are many people with ulterior motives.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang, and Jia's mother all knew that Jia Cong and the attacker were burned last night.

In this era, rice paper can be described as precious, and calligraphy is practiced every day with rice paper.

Jia Cong couldn't afford it, so he said that he would use bamboo paper in the future.

The twists and turns of the Great Chu court all said that "material resources are difficult", and they never used silk and rice paper.

Putting down the lake pen, the wind outside the window dried several columns of handwriting from right to left.

Jia Cong raised his eyes and looked at the courtyard, and the grape trellises and mulberry trees became more and more brilliant.

The orange is orange in the south of Huai, and the orange is orange in the north of Huai.

Plants and people are the same, and Darwin's natural selection is inseparable.

"Hey, this poem is good, I just read it and it's catchy."

Qingwen's slender little jade pinched the paper in her hand and said happily: "You really don't worry about the attack at all?" ”

"Worried about what? Let's go. ”

Jia Cong finished greeting as usual, and Tie Niu bitterly picked up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Four books and five classics, a change of clothes, and gold, fortunately.

There are not many four treasures in the study, and they are booked to be bought and used outside.

This scene is familiar, and it was the same last time.

Qingwen pursed her lips and waved lazily, looking down at her feet.

A woman's little feet are more secret than her chest.

It is easy not to let men see it, and some women are ashamed to show their husbands even if they are married.

She remembered that when she washed her feet last night, Third Master Cong seemed to have inadvertently glanced at it.

The look in his eyes........ Seems to be disgust or pity?

Qingwen was a little depressed: "Three-inch golden lotus, isn't it your men's favorite to wrap your little feet?"

And it was wrapped up in ....... It is also good to sell into large households. ”

"Third Master Cong."

"What? But what have you forgotten? Jia Cong turned his head when he heard this, looking puzzled.

Qingwen blinked, pointing to the birdcage under the corridor, and the green feather starling shouted, "Third Master Cong, are you really okay?" ”

"Look, it's learning me to speak." Qingwen's eyes bent into crescent moons, clapping her hands and laughing.

"Huh?"

Seeing her show this girlish appearance, Jia Cong couldn't hold back her laughter.

Under that handsome man's extraordinary appearance, there is warmth, sunshine, and confidence.

Qingwen watched him disappear into the corner of the porch in a daze, and she watched him leave again.

Parting is a common thing in life, always inadvertently, and it is also inadvertently when I think back on it afterwards.

The girl's heart was touched, and she felt a little inexplicably bored.......

Qingwen can now read the poems, Qiu Tong said in a weird way that the eldest lady called back, and Qingwen took the piece of paper.

Jiao Nu is Jia Yu's relatively young little wife, among his concubines.

is the best at the art of the room, this morning, she is not happy, unhappy.

After all........ The eldest man is over half a hundred years old, and it is inevitable that he will not have enough energy in terms of personnel, not to mention that he has many little wives.

It's been a long time since she's tasted pleasure....... It's no wonder that Qiu Tong is looking for Second Master Lian.

"Good! Worthy of being the son of my Jaenhou! ”

Jia Yu was ready to take Jia Cong's poems out to publicize them.

Advertising the youngest son, of course, is mainly to fight for his own face.

"Master~ people haven't had fun yet......."

Jiao Nu was disheveled, pretending to complain about the commotion.

Whether it's cool or not, she has to pretend to be cool every time.

Jia Yu is already a saint model, and he doesn't care about the concubine's head-scratching posture.

With a spring breeze on his face, he took the poem and ran to show off in front of Jia Zheng.

Gritted his teeth angrily: "This old thing is really useless." ”

After complaining, I felt unbearably empty and tight, and got out of bed barefoot.

Out of the drawer came a jade-smooth, pulped-stained baby......

Jia Zheng's study Mengpo Zhai, a few Qing guests who were eating and waiting for death, held a poem and praised each other.

"The child is determined to go out of the countryside, and he vows not to return if he can't learn to become famous.

Why do you need to bury bones? Life is everywhere!

It's really a good sentence, Brother Jing's first big mansion is the lintel.

It's really worthy of coming out of the Gongfu family, and I'm ashamed. ”

Jia Zheng put on the five-grade white pheasant supplement suit early in the morning, held the tooth wat and was about to go to the order as usual.

Suddenly saw this poem sent by his brother, and it was complicated for a while: "Baoyu is really not a little worse than Brother Cong!" ”

The words are divided into two ends

"The attackers are all neat, how could the girl who was trained by my side make such a small mistake? What about scalding yourself? ”

Jia Mu was puzzled: "Mandarin duck, you can see it carefully, did someone deliberately make it bad at that time?" ”

"Old lady, I didn't see clearly."

Mandarin duck shook her head, she really wasn't hiding anything for Jia Cong.

Her duty is to make the old lady as happy as possible, and she can't go back if she is unhappy.

Mandarin duck is a slave and maid of the family, with high loyalty, and her parents are old, so they help the Jia family look at the house in Jinling.

The elder brother Jin Wenxiang is the comprador of Jia's mother's house, and the sister-in-law is the pulp shampoo of Jia's mother's house.

For her, Jia's mother is kind to her parents, in addition to acting fairly, she is also kind-hearted and approachable.

Pan Youan and her cousin Si Qi had an affair in the Grand View Garden, which was shocking, and she concealed it on her behalf.

The scholars of the Red Chamber once arranged the four martyrs of the Red Mansion in this way: Qingwen→ Mandarin Duck→ Siqi→ Jin Chuan.

"Brother Cong is not studying hard? Why are there so many things?"

Jia Mu frowned, becoming more and more displeased with Jia Cong.

I don't think that her Baoyu is not a safe master.

Li Kunyuan'er.

"Mother, what kind of person do you think Third Uncle Cong is? Last night the child saw ......."

Xiao Jia Lan was simple-minded, his lips pursed slightly, he felt.

I became more and more impenetrable to this uncle, and refreshed his three views again and again.

"Lan'er, remember, don't talk about things that have nothing to do with you!"

Li Kun made a straight face and said: "You have to learn from other people's good points, look at your Uncle Cong, who can compose poems and make eight shares."

And you haven't even read through the four books, how many years are you still preparing for the county exam?

As a mother, I am waiting for you to add glory, my son, you are my life, you know? ”

"Oh...... Mother, I see. Jia Lan lowered his head and went to recite the notes of the four books again.

He is afraid of his mother, and he is also afraid of his husband's ring ruler.

Li Kun looked at his son's lonely back, and a touch of pain arose in his heart: "Lan'er, don't blame your mother, Brother Cong will go to the county test next year."

You are the grandson of Rongguofu, he was born as a slave, how can you be worse than him, can I not be in a hurry.......

Brother Cong, regardless of his talent and learning, does not seem to be a bad person in terms of morality.

But it's not good! This kid is angry and terrible! I don't know if it's good or bad for you to learn from him......."

East Road Courtyard, Sister Feng's room

"That little maid, why are you still angry?"

Wang Xifeng asked Ping'er, turning a blind eye to Lin Zhixiao's family, who was talking back and forth.

"Yes, Qingwen brought a poem this morning.

The eldest master and the second master have all praised, I remember one sentence is, if you can't learn to become famous, you vow not to pay it back......."

Ping'er's face was gentle, and after reading softly, Wang Xifeng suddenly laughed.

"Sure enough, it was born by a slave, and he was frizzy, and he must have been burned by attacking people."

Wang Xifeng scolded, and then looked at Lin Zhixiao's family.