In a large flower hall, a silver-haired old lady was lying on a beauty couch, with one hand on her head leaning against the back of a half-old red money python, and a black emerald inlaid on her head to wipe her forehead. At this time He had a pale face and closed his eyes, shouting softly.
Next to her, a girl with a slim waist and shoulders, an oval face, black hair, a high nose, and a few freckles on both cheeks was half-kneeling and tapping her legs with a beauty hammer. The old lady Not very comfortable, just shouting softly.
Sitting next to her was a kind-faced woman, spinning rosary beads in her hand and silently reciting sutras. Next to her sat a square-looking man. When the man saw the old lady moaning incessantly, he whispered He said, "Mother, would you like to ask the imperial doctor to come over again and take a look?"
The old lady waved her hand and said, "Since I said yesterday that it was a mental illness, why bother to bother me so many times? Alas..." The man actually shed tears when he heard this and then swallowed: "My mother is not feeling well, how can my sons feel?" Isn’t it uncomfortable? The mother is just suffering like this, but she doesn’t know that she is making her sons unfilial.”
When he cried, the old lady started to cry too. When he saw the old lady crying, the man hurriedly knelt down and said, "Mother, it's important to take care of yourself."
None of the people in the kneeling hall dared to stand. Another person sitting next to him had no choice but to cry and kneel down, no matter how disgusted he was. The whole hall was filled with crying for a while.
The girl who was beating her legs hurriedly cried: "Old lady, please stop it, otherwise the whole family will continue to cry for an extended period of time. Now that they know that the imperial doctor ordered them not to mourn, they keep crying morning and night. It hurts their health." What happened?"
The old lady felt uncomfortable when she saw everyone in the hall crying with her, so she hurriedly stopped crying: "Yuanyang is right, why are you crying with me? Get up quickly." Everyone stood up after hearing this. The man next to him said nothing but said: "It's not a good idea for my mother to be so unhappy these days. It's better for her to tell her sons what to do, so that they can show their filial piety."
This man is called Jia She, and he is the descendant of this generation of the Jia family in Rongguo. He is the eldest son of Jia Daishan, the Duke of Rongguo, and he is the first-class general. The upright man next to him is his younger brother, the current head of the Jia family, Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Industry. Jia Zheng.
Originally, the eldest son was supposed to be the head of the family, but Jia She was naughty since he was a child. He only knew how to fight cocks, play dogs, eat, drink, and gamble. He was sent to Jiubian to work hard after failing to study, but he left halfway and ran back. Therefore, he was disappointed with Jia Daishan, who had placed high hopes on his eldest son. He was not allowed to inherit the title, but after Jia Daishan's death, Mrs. Shi was afraid that the two brothers would have conflicts, so she still allowed Jia She to inherit the title but did not allow him to take charge of the house. Now Jia She does not become an official and just talks with him every day. The younger wife drank and had fun, which made her even more unpopular with Jia's mother, so he, the eldest son of a big house in Rongguo Mansion, could only live in the East Road Courtyard, while Jia Zheng lived in Rongxi Hall to support Jia's mother.
Although she wished that Jia Mu would die soon, she couldn't do it on the surface, so Jia She asked. When Jia Mu heard what her eldest son said, she didn't even scream. She just wiped away her tears and said, "I just closed my eyes. I just saw your sister, my Min'er... I just love your sister, and now... I see her saying goodbye to me, my Min'er, why are you so unfilial..."
Jia Mu started to cry again as she spoke. Jia She and Jia Zheng also wiped away tears after hearing this. Only the kind-faced woman next to Jia Zheng had a pale face. She was Mrs. Jia Zheng, her maiden name was
Wang, Mrs. Wang said: "Since the old lady is unhappy, why not ask some sisters-in-law to come and give Niannian a try?"
When Jia Mu heard this, her eyes were stern even though she was in grief. What do you mean? She said she saw the ghost of her daughter, so why don't you ask some nuns to come over and recite sutras? Is her daughter some kind of unclean person? She said
If I had known that Jia Zheng's wife had not dealt with Jia Min when she was young, I might have felt so happy now that Jia Min was dead!
After hearing this, Jia Zheng said, "Why don't mothers invite some monks and Taoist priests to come to the house to recite Buddhist scriptures? Maybe mother can feel better after listening to the scriptures." Mother Jia looked at her doting son with a tired look and nodded helplessly.
Nodding: "It's okay to invite a few young Taoist priests to come and recite it! Maybe I miss your sister too much. I can't see the monk now, so please invite a few young Taoist priests to come."
When Mrs. Wang heard this, she knew it was for her. Her face turned ugly, she lowered her head and recited her sutra. When Jia She heard this, she said: "Then why don't you go to Brother Jing's place and have a look? I heard someone say last time that Xuan
Zhen Guan now has dozens of little Taoist boys who just bought it."
Jia Zheng hesitated for a moment: "Okay, then I will send someone to talk to Brother Zhen and ask him to send someone to talk to Brother Jing." While the two were talking, they only heard the little girl outside saying politely:
"Master Zhu, Master Lian and Master Bao, the girls are here!"
After a while, a crowd of young men and young ladies came in. The naughty boy, aged four or five, smiled and got into Jia Mu's arms. Jia Mu also cried out happily and hugged her into her arms.
Several little girls in the hall were also led by a girl to sit down. The girl looked at a young man who had just arrived and blushed. The young man looked bookish, but his face was slightly pale and he seemed to have an average body.
, the young man glanced at her and smiled without saying a word.
Jia Zheng said with a smile: "Zhu'er is back? Have you met with your master today?" The young master hurriedly bowed and said: "In reply to the master's words, my son has come back and met with your master. He encouraged his son with a few words.
Let's go." Jia Zheng nodded with a smile and said seriously: "Be polite to others and don't neglect them. If you are young, you should listen to the master's words more and don't have your own ideas. Do you understand?
"Jia Zhu bowed down to receive instruction.
On the side, Jia She scolded a young man next to the young master with a gloomy face: "Damn you! You have been fooling around all day long, but you have the nerve to stand next to your brother Zhu! I am ashamed of you! Where are you fooling around?
went?"
The young man shrank his neck and turned pale and did not dare to speak. The young master smiled and said, "My uncle was inevitably too harsh on Lian'er. Lian'er is also good now." Jia She looked at the young man and snorted coldly: "Follow me more."
Brother Zhu, please learn! I am now a serious scholar! Look at you again! You are not worthy of being on the stage!" Jia Zheng also advised: "Everything is fine, big brother, don't push Lian'er too much.
Already."
That young master was none other than Jia Zheng's eldest son, Jia Zhu. He had been diligent and studious since he was a child. He passed the first class in the first class of the government examination and was awarded the title of scholar. After he was admitted to the imperial examination, he married the daughter of Fang Shi Guozijian, a few days ago.
Li Wan is the girl who just led several little girls to their seats.
The young man next to him is Jia Lian, the son of Jia She. He is also poor at studying and practicing martial arts like his father. Perhaps it is a Chinese tradition that if you can't do it yourself, you have to force your children to do it, so now Jia She
It was also the boy who slayed the dragon and eventually turned into an evil dragon. Back then, as cruel as his father Jia Daishan was to him, he was as cruel to Jia Lian as he was, and even went beyond that, beating and scolding him at every turn.
Jia Mu, who was sitting on the seat, hugged the naughty boy and said, "Where have you been naughty today?" The naughty boy said in a childish voice, "I went to Brother Zhen's Huifang Garden and looked at the flowers there with my sisters. They are so beautiful.
When our ancestors are well, can we go see him together?"
Jia's mother hugged him affectionately and smiled: "Okay, okay, my Baoyu is still thinking about me!" This naughty boy was Jia Zheng's second son, Jia Baoyu. Jia She felt very uncomfortable and scolded Jia Lian:
"Damn it, your ancestors are useless and want to find a few Taoist priests to chant sutras. Why don't you go talk to your brother Zhen and ask him to send someone to ask you to respect your uncle!"
When Jia Baoyu heard this, he raised his head and said, "Aren't our ancestors useless?" Jia Mu sighed and said, "It's your aunt...that's all. Seeing ancestor Baoyu will make you feel more comfortable." Jia Baoyu said in a childish voice:
"I just heard from Brother Zhen that Brother Jing next to Uncle Jing seems to be a good person who is very good at chanting sutras. Uncle Jing likes him and can't leave him for a while. Grandpa, who is Brother Jing? He is also a member of our family.
?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Mother Jia raised her head and said, "Whose family is this...brother Jing? Why haven't I heard of him?" Jia She and Jia Zheng brothers also looked at each other, and Jia Zheng thought for a moment before he suddenly realized.
He said: "Is he Brother Zhen's younger brother? He is a few years older than Baoyu. When Brother Jing took him with him to become a monk, he was rarely mentioned in the family in the past few years. Not to mention the old lady who suddenly mentioned him just now, even I was stunned.
Living……"
Everyone was stunned again when they heard this. The sisters looked at a little girl who was huddled in a big chair. Brother Zhen's younger brother, isn't that... Xiao Xichun's second brother? The little girl also looked up timidly.
At first, curiosity flashed in her big eyes, her second brother?
…
"Is this what the old lady is worried about? She should have sent someone earlier."
Jia Zhen, who seemed a bit rich, bowed and apologized and said with a smile: "That's what happened. Lai Er happened to see him when he went to invite the master that day. If the old lady hadn't mentioned him, even I would have forgotten him. Speaking of which, he is only better than Baoyu."
Three or four years older."
Jia's mother asked curiously: "I heard that Baoyu said he was a good man. Why didn't he bring it to me to see?" Jia Zhen said with a smile: "He is indeed a good man. I heard that he could read the Taoist scriptures at the age of three or four.
The words were written, and the master liked it so much that he couldn’t leave his eyes for a moment, so he didn’t ask the old lady to read it.”
As soon as this was said, everyone in the hall was surprised again. Jia Zheng was shocked and said: "You really can read at the age of three or four?" Jia Zhen said: "How dare you lie to your second uncle? Even though he is my younger brother, I didn't do this for him."
, it is true that I learned to read at the age of three or four, and now I can write with style."
Everyone had only heard of the three- or four-year-old prodigy who could read in books, but now it was strange to hear that there was such a person in the family. Jia Mu said angrily: "Then I should come and see you. How can I have my own family?"
Why is it that I don’t recognize his son? He is still my grandson after all. Are you hiding the good things your Jia family has now and refusing to let my old lady see them?"
Jia Zhen hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Look at what the old lady said, how can it be...Then I will send someone to ask the master?" Jia Zhen nodded and said: "Just say that I have not been in good health recently, and I want to hear his reading.
I recite the sutra, and I know that he is very fond of practicing meditation now. Since he, as an old man, does not want to come, I asked his son to come and recite the sutra for me."
After hearing this, Jia Zhen smiled apologetically and ordered people to rush to Xuanzhen Temple outside the city.