Qingwen's heart chuckled, and her head shook like a rattle.

"No, no, what do they have to see.

Let the eldest lord and the eldest lady know.

I haven't peeled your skin yet. ”

Jia Cong is not worried about this layer.

Jia Baoyu was ten years old and attacked people.

The big-faced treasure went to attack people's homes.

Looks like you're only eleven or twelve years old, right?

Although said.

He Jia Cong is not as favored as the second master of the family.

But just for Dafang, he has a reputation for showing talent.

Jia Yu and Mrs. Xing are not as ignorant as before.

Or maybe it's just a casual scolding.

Women's affairs can't be solved, and they are still a fart official?

"Go, you lead the way, I'll take care of something.

The eldest wife is not the second wife.

I'm worried that the girl will teach her baby son badly. ”

Jia Cong grabbed Qingwen's white and tender wrist and pulled her out of the door domineeringly.

Qingwen couldn't resist it, and half-pushed and half-obeyed him.

Even if she was a little resistant in her heart, she was more happy.

Duo Mudworm's house is in the house in the back street of Ning Rong's second mansion.

It is only a mile or two to the left and right.

A few red apricots peek out of the courtyard wall, and the branches and leaves flutter in the autumn wind.

The house is slightly dilapidated.

However, although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs.

Look at the pattern outside.

It is still a wing room and a hall house.

There is this small courtyard.

Maybe it's because many girls often interact with the Jiafu masters.

A silver bounty between the beds.

The mudworm also received a salary as an errand boy in Xifu.

Qingwen spends most of her time in Xifu.

It is the first time in the past few years that he has left the house.

Jia Cong did not return to Jia Yu and Mrs. Xing first.

Ordered the iron ox to come to the stable on Xifu East Road.

asked Qingwen to sit with him, and came out.

Those who guard the door are not much to interrogate or obstruct the third master now.

I don't know that the first beautiful girl in Jiafu, Miss Qingwen, is out of the house.

Tie Niu pushed the door and shouted, but there was no sound for a long time, cursing a bunch of market slang.

turned around and persuaded: "Third Master Cong, no one, this is all the time for the shift change."

The two of them may have gone outside. ”

Tie Niu didn't want his master to stay too long.

He's a nurse and a follower at any time, and he always has to take responsibility first.

Then the wooden door creaked open.

The heads and bodies of Xing'er and Long'er's two Tsing Yi hats were exposed.

Tie Niu took a step back and pointed with his hand: "Okay, but I caught it."

Blue sky and white day.

What are you doing behind closed doors? ”

"It's an iron bull."

Xing'er was about to boo, but Long'er had already pulled out his feet and returned to the hospital.

Xing'er glanced at Jia Cong and Qingwen again.

I couldn't hide my feelings, and my bitter gourd face collapsed.

"Our second master Lian is inside."

There is a report from Long'er.

Jia Lian hurriedly sorted out his clothes, with a graceful demeanor, heroic posture, and strong color.

"Why did Brother Cong come over too?

The situation of my brother coming to visit my subordinates.

It's not easy for them to be on errands. ”

That being said.

It can be seen that the second master of Lian still has an unwiped lip print on his neck.

Jia Cong was stunned, a little surprised.

It's not that he's surprised that Jia Lian is messing around.

It's strange that Jia Lian doesn't mess around, he was surprised.

In the original book, Jia Lian got along with many girls, and they were all after the provincial concubine.

Daughter Jia Qiao moved out of smallpox.

Now this hat-trick is ahead of schedule?

But if you think about it carefully, I'm afraid it's because of him.

As a result, some episodes were changed by him.

Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng also got along.

It's not unusual for Jia Lian to date many girls in advance.

Wang Xifeng is too strong.

Jia Lian and Ping'er have to manage the number of times they have sex together.

It's strange that Jia Lian doesn't go out and.

Jia Lian was very relieved about this little brother and did not explain anything.

After all, he had an appointment with Qiu Tong in Jia Cong's room.

It is not blushing, the heart is not beating, but it is very natural.

In the final analysis, in his eyes, Jia Cong is still a child.

"Second brother Lian, please, I'll take Qingwen back to see her relatives."

Jia Cong nodded, Jia Lian chatted a few words, and coughed.

As if no one was around, he went out with his head held high.

"Phew, shameless ......."

Qingwen cursed secretly, sneering at the corner of her mouth.

The iron bull looked at the sky, pretending not to know.

Into the courtyard.

Many girls floated out of the wing room like a gust of wind, very lazy.

The spring love of the eyebrows has not dispersed, and the appearance and figure are average.

is more than a grade worse than Qingwen.

Only the wave between the woman's brows.

Qingwen, the big girl with yellow flowers, is slightly inferior.

"Yo, it's our girl back."

The girl covered her lips and giggled, her eyes turned to Jia Cong, and she frowned and thought about it.

Le Dao: "This... Presumably the master of the high school showman?

Ouch, please, come in.

Boss, are you pouring yellow soup into a dead body?

Don't come out to take care of the master? ”

.......

Moment.

Jia Cong, Qingwen, many girls, and many mudworms sat down in the house.

Mudworm is an alcoholic.

never cares about his wife's red apricots out of the wall, attracting bees and butterflies.

And through the hookup of the wife.

He has seen more people.

Lazily come out to meet the reception, and I am afraid that this is not good and that it is not clean.

For the gentlemen in the house, he didn't dare to slack off.

Put melon and fruit snacks, water and wine.

glanced at Qingwen's restlessness, bowing her head awkwardly.

Jia Cong came over in person, and the hearts of countless girls who read men suddenly became clear.

The corner of his mouth said with a smile: "We are not blessed, we have only heard of the names of the third master of Cong and the second master of Bao in the past."

But after dragging my cousin's blessing, we can see it now. ”

The mudworm listened, drank and did not interject.

"Speak well!"

Qingwen wrinkled her nose and said, "My brother and sister-in-law are on an errand outside."

I don't know the rules inside.

If you offend you, I can't help it. ”

"That's a good feeling, everyone opens the skylight and speaks."

Many girls responded happily and looked at Jia Cong with curiosity.

Jia Cong glanced around, sat down and said, "It's okay to talk about it, Qingwen has no father and no mother."

It's just your two relatives, the rules of the house.

Most of the monthly rules of the girl's subordinates are still kept by you......"

"Now, Sister Qingwen is following me in my room.

I brought her back to visit her family.

One of them; It's to look at the two of you, a few pieces of silk and cotton.

Nowadays, it is also good to spend winter, and everyone has come and gone. ”

"Second, you have also seen that Qingwen is not short of serving me.

She originally bought a death deed with an old lady, and she would not go out easily.

Say hello first, and then her monthly routine, but I can't help you. ”

Originally, they were very happy to see the iron ox outside the door carrying gifts to the carriage.

At first glance, I heard that the master in front of me was coming to this stubble, and there was less money.

Many girls threw their eyes over: "Third Master Cong, can you call the shots in this matter yourself?"

The old man and the big lady agreed?

I didn't see the steward say a word.

Ye is so impatient, isn't it ......?"

Qingwen frowned.

Jia Cong smiled and knocked the cup suddenly: "The eldest master agreed, sooner or later there will be news."

I'm a showman today, and I can't tell where I'll go tomorrow.

If you don't let her go.

or rely on her and me to be a bully.

I can't do anything to you today, but you will have to think about it tomorrow. ”

It's fun.

Qingwen turned to say happily: "Do you know why Grandma Lian doesn't care about her family?"

Our family's master is a celestial star.

Whoever provokes anger dies, I don't believe you. ”

Many mudworms were really frightened by this singing and harmonizing words.

He turned to his wife and said, "I went to the vegetable market a few days ago.

There was a royal master who was beheaded.

The executioner's hand clicked, and red blood splattered three feet.......

People say that this prodigy cannot be offended.

Whoever offends and who dies, will it be fulfilled?

Is it to be on guard, and besides, we don't lose anything, right? ”

"Drink your horse urine."

The girl poked his finger and giggled: "The slave family is so scared!" But the third master doesn't have to worry.

Our family lives, and we don't expect Qingwen's monthly example.

As long as the master promises the slave family, one thing will be done.

Let's not make trouble, and we won't talk about it. ”

"What's the matter?" Qingwen said coldly.

"It's simple, behind closed doors.

Only the master and the slave family are left behind. ”

The girl proudly straightened her waist and patted her chest on a large scale: "Hahaha......"

"You, you ......."

Qingwen was so angry that her face turned red, and she almost flipped the table: "Shameless!" ”

"Ouch!"

Seeing this, the girl bent down and laughed.

If there are many mudworms, they should not see or hear.

Don't squint and focus on drinking.

"Okay Qingwen, let's go."

Jia Cong got up and pulled her expressionlessly, and turned around and said, "Aren't you afraid that Second Grandma Lian will know about you and Second Brother Lian?" ”

The girl's white chin was raised, as if she didn't care, and she stroked her hair lightly.

"Are there still few women in Second Master Lian?

How could the tigress not notice at all?

As long as you don't get home, you can't threaten her. ”

"Heh, you're pretty smart."

Jia Cong smiled.

.......

.......

Go back to the small courtyard, wash up and sleep.

Qingwen asked puzzledly: "You told him that the eldest master agreed."

Can you just come back like this? ”

"It can be done."

Jia Cong turned sideways and said, "Your cousin-in-law doesn't have any conscience at all, although she is indecent.

But it won't hurt you or me, I won't be mistaken.

In the future, it will be better for you to use the monthly example yourself. ”

Qingwen was dull when she heard this.

Jia Cong saw tears in the corner of her eyes through the candle flame, so he hugged her and leaned on the incense shoulder.

"Don't be afraid, don't you still have me.

Wait until I am in the lifter, jinshi.

Even the eldest lady can't stop it. ”

Let's talk about it.

Jia Cong hummed softly again: "Never complain, the fault of fate."

Don't be afraid of how bumpy the journey will be, and go to the place of your dreams.

I don't regret being wrong......"

"Life is original, there are many troubles, what if there is one more time.

If there were no painful moments of separation, you would not cherish me......"

"What is this?" Qingwen blinked.

""People on the Journey", is it good?"

Qingwen Nu mouthed: "It's hard to hear!" ”

"Come, Qingwen, I'll wipe the rouge off your lips."

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for the girl's reaction, Jia Cong directly lowered her head and kissed her.

Qingwen struggled and snorted: "Where are you touching your hand?" ”

Finally snatched this girl's first kiss.

Jia Cong was satisfied with the retraction of the salty pig hand, in a happy mood.

"Even if the love is like fire at this time, who do you want to say in your heart?"

Listening to my grandfather saying something I didn't understand again.

Qingwen buried her head in the quilt.

The face of the melon seeds was hot, and the flush crawled all over the neck.

Nothing was said all night.

Leisure time is easy to pass.

Sanqiu inadvertently looks like sand slipping away between his fingers.

With the cold weather, the yellow vine leaves.

The winter wheat fell to the ground, and the snowflakes disappeared.

The cold of the moon in the tenth year of Qiande was very cold.

Braziers, hand stoves, cotton cloths.

When you go out, you must wrap it tightly.

Snowflakes fall on the treetops and dripping eaves.

Heaven and earth are like being in a hazy glass world.

Jia Cong held a scroll in his left hand in the study, and a copper stove in his right hand to pluck coal.

These months have been pretty much the same.

Four books, five classics, and eight current texts.

There are more and more exam-related books.

From the very beginning, "Words are Used".

to a pile of Jiangnan Shiwen.

Presented by Qin Ye and Qin Keqing.

The growing number of books is like the rings of a tree.

It tells the story of the passage of time.

A bookstore run with heart.

The sales of all the current texts that he carefully reviewed have increased steadily.

Jingshi is a large city with a population of more than one million, and there are tens of thousands of scholars.

However, his target audience for the market.

Approximately all of them are below the level of the college examination.

Nothing else is needed.

But there are these thousands of sales targets.

It is enough for Shanhai Books to add a few printing workshops.

In the course of human history.

Bi Sheng's movable type printing is always considered a major advance in block printing.

However, the reality of antiquity is that movable type printing is only an episode.

It is just an auxiliary printing, and its cost is relatively high.

In addition, the number of papermaking workshops has also increased, and the number of people has increased.

Buy a tree and bamboo.

The best materials for papermaking in ancient times were hemp, cotton.

However, these two are mostly used in clothing.

The cost is high again, and the widely used is the tree and bamboo.

Mechanics were hired for printing and papermaking.

The location of Lanling Book Society is well chosen, with the inner city in the north and the outer city in the south.

Originally, buying a house and decorating it cost Huang Junlang and Jin Xicai a lot.

At this moment, he has finally entered the stage of steady earnings, and Jia Cong's dividends are enough to be self-sufficient.

Pirated books are widespread.

The reputation of the first prodigy of Da Chu is rare.

On the Qin Mansion's side, he went from passing by often to passing by occasionally.

Most of the time is self-taught.

The practice of the art was sent, and Liu Hua, Shen Gao, and Chen Dongsheng all had letter guidance.

Jiafu has one more showman, which has also been diluted by time.

Every man lives his own life.

There are contradictions with each other, but they seem to be irrelevant.

Shen Gao went to Suzhou.

It is a neighboring house with his hometown, Huating.

sent a letter in the hope that he could go to Jiangnan to study.

Strongly state the abundance of literature in Jiangnan.

It can be a great talent, and there are many societies, which help to gain and so on.

Hearing this letter, Jia Cong was quite moved.

His mother, Mrs. Xing, is also from Suzhou.

Xing Xiuyan's family is still in Suzhou.

Lin Daiyu is also from Suzhou, and Lin Ruhai just went to Yangzhou to take up his post.

Then he thought about his next steps.

The situation of Jia Province in the coming year.

Guiyou Township failed the list.

Jia Cong can only hope for the Bingzi Township Examination in three years and the Ding Chou Examination in four years.

Naturally.

In fact, he can't make any big moves in Jiafu.

Going to Suzhou seems to be a good choice.

In the coming year, in late summer and early autumn, Daiyu will go south.

At the beginning of September, Lin Ruhai died.

Then build the Grand View Garden, the Yuan Concubine Province.

There will be no unfavorable situation in Jiafu.

Instead, it is a time when flowers are brocade and fire is boiling.

But he has to ask for the consent of his parents and even Jia's mother, I'm afraid it's not easy to talk about.

～～～～～

The ancestral hall still stands in Ningfu.

Even if the house is raided, it will not be destroyed.

The Chinese New Year is Jia Qiang's busiest rush.

On the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the division is scheduled.

Jia Jing is the main sacrifice, Jia pardons the accompanying sacrifice, and Jia Qiang is a knight.

Jia Lian, Jia Cong held silk, and Baoyu held incense.

Jia Jiang and Jia Ling show worship carpets and guard the burning pool.

Tsing Yi music, three dedications, worship.

Burn the silk and drink the wine, finish the ceremony, stop the music, and quit.

He also followed to the main hall of Jia's mother to worship the statues of Ning Rong's two ancestors and the remains of the ancestors.

Jia Jing, Jia Zhi and others stood from Neiyimen to the main hall corridor.

The little guy stood outside the door.

Men outside the threshold, women inside the threshold.

The men hold the vegetables, and the female relatives pass them to the offering table one by one according to the respect of the elders and the young.

Each of them returns to their positions, left and right, male east and female west.

Wait for Jia's mother to bow down with incense.

Descendants of the Jia family, the literary generation, the jade character generation, and the cursive character generation.

Ulala knelt in five halls and three hugging houses.

The eaves of the inner and outer corridors, the upper and lower steps of the stage, are full of flowers.

The crows are silent, the rings are clanging, and the cigarettes are swirling.

Flowers are brocade, and fire is boiling.

Since then, flowing water mats, firecrackers and firecrackers.

Opera, fireworks, wine, tea and fruit.

It lasted until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

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The soft language of the Kun dialect around the beam has been endless for more than ten days.

The costumes of the theater troupe are the most colorful and eye-catching.

In this wealthy compound in the north of Shuofang.

Under their graceful walking gestures, lengthy tones, and rich expressions.

It seems to show people a ten-mile Qinhuai.

Six dynasties of gold powder, ancient and ancient January.

The beautiful small bridge and flowing water in Zhejiang and Suzhou, and the old courtyard in the song.

Lin Daiyu's eyes listened to this local voice without blinking.

I can't help but miss Huaiyang and Wuzhong's hometown.

Jia Cong, who is accustomed to listening to all kinds of modern music.

I can't say anything about classical opera.

But when he meets something good, he also enjoys it.

This West Road lobby.

A piece of Wentian martial arts, prosperous scenery, and the image of a wealthy banquet.

Fifteen full moons hung over the treetops.

The lotus lanterns inside and outside the hall reflect the moonlight.

On the side of the male table.

Jia Cong asked Jia Yu about what Shen Gao said about going south.

Shen Gao also wrote to Jia Yu.