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Volume B, Chapter 159: Pretending, Baptism (first update, please vote!)

 Baoyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva at a loss, looked around at the sisters and sisters, and didn't know what to do for a while.

In fact, he knew that this would happen sooner or later. Brother Feng had to talk to him first before going back to talk to his father. The final result might determine his future fate.

He was flustered for a moment and replied dryly subconsciously: "I wonder what Brother Feng wants to talk to my younger brother?"

Feng Ziying sighed softly, but her face became serious, "Baoyu, you should know what I want to talk to you about, about your current study and life, about what will happen if you fail to study, and about politics after Uncle Shi gets old.

What should you do, well, that is, talk about what you will do in the next few decades and what you should do."

These few words were so frank and thrilling that the hearts of the girls and even the girls around him were pounding and their mouths were stunned. Baoyu felt even more thirsty and at a loss, and even wanted to use his eyes to ask for help.

All around.

However, at this time, several girls were already shocked by Feng Ziying's topic, especially Xue Baochai and Jia Tanchun, and had no intention of paying attention to the meaning of Baoyu's eyes.

"Brother Feng, I don't understand what you mean." Baoyu said nagging.

"Baoyu, sit down, it's actually good to talk like this. Well, Brother Wei also wants to understand your thoughts. By the way, I'll also talk about some of Brother Wei's thoughts and suggestions. Brother Wei remembers that he gave you some advice last time, but it seems like

You didn't fulfill your promise." Feng Ziying said calmly.

Jia Baoyu's face turned red and he lowered his head, saying it was easier said than done, how difficult it was to do it.

"Let's talk about it. Brother Wei knows that you are currently studying in the National Academy of Ethnology, but your reading is not very good. It is more like having fun under the guise of studying. Are you planning to go to the Imperial College in two years? Are you not considering entering the academy?

"What?" The words were neither light nor serious, but they were simple and straightforward. Feng Ziying's eyes did not have any other emotional color: "If this is the case, I'm afraid you won't even be able to survive in the Imperial College, because the Imperial College must at least point and answer.

You can only be removed from office after a lot of trouble, um, are you planning to learn from Brother Lian and donate a fellow scholar?"

Jia Baoyu almost asked for mercy. He didn't know how to answer this question.

"Brother Lian can't study, but brother Lian can do things. What about you?" Feng Ziying didn't think that his words could change Jia Baoyu's character, but he needed to make a good gesture.

Just in front of these girls, well, and these maids, if he speaks clearly, sincerely and with all his heart, then Jia Zheng will probably have no reason to "entangle" himself anymore if there are any problems.

That is, Jia Baoyu really can't hold up this mess of mud to the wall, and he blames himself for not working hard.

"To tell you the truth, Brother Lian spent half a year running around outside last year. It was Brother Yu who was the matchmaker. He invited Brother Lian and two other friends to find a job to build mausoleums for the imperial court. Brother Lian worked hard and got something.

, everyone also agrees with Brother Lian's running around. Maybe next year there will be another business for Brother Lian to go to, but what about you, Baoyu? If it were you, would you be able to do it? Would you be willing? "

Baoyu's eyes were complicated, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he said nothing.

"Baoyu, I know you look down on this kind of business, but you have to understand that thousands of men, women, and children in your Rongguo Mansion all earn their living in this kind of business. The jade belts on your robes, the thread on your shoes and socks, and the tea, rice, and meat you eat on a daily basis.

Eggs, the monthly schedules of girls and women, the pens, inks, paper and inkstones of girls, and the favors and interactions of the people around them, even the family temples, ancestral halls and clan culture of your Rongguo Mansion, all come from here, the salary of the pardoned uncle, the government

We all know how much Uncle Shi’s salary is, and I’m afraid he can’t even support twenty or thirty people. If you don’t rely on this, what else can you rely on?”

Feng Ziying's words not only stunned Jia Baoyu, but also Xue Baochai, Lin Daiyu, Jia Yingchun, and Jia Tanchun's eyes flashed, obviously touched by his words.

In the past, these young masters and ladies probably have never thought about how the various food and clothing expenses in this house come from. It seems that they are all born with it. Except for Xue Baochai, who has a little knowledge that the Xue family has become the livelihood of the Huangshang family.

To maintain the family's livelihood, people like Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun probably don't know what the income and expenses of this house are.

"In such a big mansion, you don't think that everyone works for free, and food and clothing don't cost money, right? Even purchases in the palace require money." Feng Ziying noticed Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu and others

The look of surprise in his eyes made him feel more and more ridiculous and cute about these young masters and ladies.

"Baoyu, please ask how much the maids in your room earn per month. Ask how much the boys in your room, as well as the coachmen and gardeners earn per month. How many of these people are there? How much do they spend per month?

, you know how much your Rongguo Mansion needs to spend on this every month, but this is just a small head, there are countless big heads, well, you can figure it out on your own,..."

Feng Ziying's tone and expression became more and more calm, but in Baoyu's eyes, it became more and more unfathomable. He had never thought about this before, and it seemed that these things should not be considered by him. As the legitimate son of the second wife of Rong Mansion, it was not his place.

Is it natural to enjoy pleasure? Where is the need to take care of such tedious chores?

"Baoyu, do you think Second Sister-in-law Lian is just playing around with her hard work every day? Second Sister-in-law Lian has to worry about the monthly and annual accounts of your Rong Mansion. If it's insufficient, where can you make it up or borrow money to fill it in first? You can't do it every year.

The old lady wanted to add a woolen dress to her room but she said she had no money. Your mother was in poor health and wanted to use high-quality wild ginseng but she said only ginseng whiskers were available. Or maybe some maid or housekeeper had a family member pass away and needed some.

I asked for money to offer condolences, but you said there wasn’t enough money in the house, right?”

"Do you think that Brother Lian has to go out every few months and a half to have fun?" Feng Ziying looked at the young masters, ladies and maids around her who were completely silent, listening to her words calmly, but Xue Baochai's beautiful eyes sparkled.

He moved, and the look he looked at himself was a little more complicated.

"You idiot brother doesn't know what's going on in your business in Rongfu, but it's nothing more than some villages and shops. If it's out of town, don't you need to inspect and liquidate it? Don't you need to check the accounts? If you're just lying at home like this

Uncle, I'm afraid that in a few years, the bosses in the village and the shopkeepers in the shops will turn your family's business into theirs. Even under your noses, I'm afraid there are people thinking about it.

I need to take stock of some bargains from your house."

"If you don't want to study, can you be like Mr. Lian, who can not only make a living outside to increase the income of the house, but also manage and manage the income of the shops in the house?"

This series of questions really left Jia Baoyu speechless and unable to answer.

"To be honest, Brother Yu is not optimistic about your ability in this area. Well, maybe your temperament is not suitable for managing and operating such affairs, but this is not possible, and that is not possible. Do you think you can be so carefree?

Can't you live a lifetime? Do you think the sisters in this house can accompany you and spoil you for the rest of your life? Think about it, these sisters are getting older. They all have their own destiny. They marry into other people's families and become other people's families.

Wife, you also need to marry a well-matched bride, and at the same time, you also need to take care of the livelihood of your own family..."

Feng Ziying saw Jia Baoyu's face gradually turning pale, but he did not stop talking.

"Ya Shengdu once said that if you are poor, you can be good for yourself, and if you are prosperous, you can help the world. Brother Yu's understanding of this is that it is not just about taking care of yourself, but at least taking care of your own family, or even a family.

To help the world at the same time, that is to report to the emperor's court and report to the people of Li. This is the most basic responsibility and responsibility of a man. Well, Baoyu, are you ready for this?"

Jia Baoyu was speechless.

"Baoyu, you will be twelve years old soon. To put it bluntly, when Brother Yu was twelve years old, he went to Shandong to mourn on behalf of my father. He encountered Linqing bandits and rescued Sister Lin and Sister Xue's second uncle.

I am not bragging as a brother, but it is true. Of course, you don’t have to be like Brother Yu. Everyone’s situation is different and everyone has their own way to go, but at least you have to establish a solid and solid foundation for yourself.

It’s a feasible goal, keep going unswervingly, and you’ll live up to your aging parents and this big family!”

Zicuckoo only felt that the young lady's hand holding her wrist became moist and tight due to excitement, and almost pinched her wrist to make a blue mark. Seeing the young lady's cheeks shining with excitement and her eyes full of admiration,

She knew that her young lady might really fall into it and find it difficult to extricate herself.

Tanchun's eyes were also full of little stars, and Feng Ziying's interpretation of manhood in these last words made her heart swell. A man should do this, report to the emperor's court, and report to the people of Li. This is a real man.

She used to just laugh at the behavior of her second brother Bao, but now she realizes that compared with brother Feng, second brother Bao is like a baby who is still sucking milk in his infancy.

The difference in age is only two years.

No wonder Sister Lin is so contemptuous of Brother Bao, no wonder Sister Bao treats Brother Bao's entanglement indifferently, just like how can an adult care about this with a child?

Si Qi also noticed the strange look on her young lady's face. The admiration mixed with obsession made Si Qi startled. She quickly held the young lady's arm and shook it twice, which made Yingchun wake up from her fantasy.

He came over and quickly lowered his head in shame, but the blush on his cheeks could not be hidden from the personal maid.

Fortunately, everyone in the room was shocked and moved by Feng Ziying's words, and had no intention of paying attention to anyone else.

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