Looking at the scene in front of her, Wang Xifeng was naturally a little bit disgusted.
But then I adjusted my mentality.
As long as the unscrupulous people don't go out and fool around, it doesn't matter if there are only two or three people at home. Anyway, it's already a certainty and it's not the first time this has happened.
"I heard that the lord has made a fortune again today, so I'm here to congratulate you." Wang Xifeng smiled, stepped forward to take the wine glass from Xiang Ling's hand, and motioned for Xiang Ling to come over.
Then he saw that Jia Lian just smiled and ignored her, so he walked over and asked with a smile: "Why don't you tell me how you got all the money outside?"
"It's only three thousand taels, how much?"
Seeing Jia Lian replying without raising his head, Wang Xifeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said with a smile: "Yes, yes, everyone knows that our second master Lian is now so powerful, how can he take a mere three thousand taels of silver into his eyes?
He is small and has shallow eyelids.
So, I will respectfully invite you to have a glass of wine with the second master, and then ask him to give you some advice."
Wang Xifeng said, holding the wine glass in one hand and holding the bottom of the glass in the other, and served wine to Jia Lian.
As the eldest daughter of the Wang family, she has been pampered since she was a child, and she has kept her hands clean all these years after marrying into the Jia family. She has taken good care of her bare hands.
Compared with Xiang Ling's weak little hands, they are a bit less immature and look even more slender and beautiful.
She also has long nails, dotted with bright khat, which adds a bit of coquettishness to these beautiful palms.
Jia Lian suddenly remembered the woman who fell off her horse in the Prince's Courtyard today. At that time, he noticed that her hands were also decorated with high-end nail polish.
I think having long nails painted with khaodan is also a symbol of a status woman in this era...
Without thinking too much, he watched Wang Xifeng raise the glass to his mouth with both hands. Under his nose, the aroma of the wine combined with the fragrance of the beauty's bare hands made people feel quite excited.
So he drank it all, and Wang Xifeng was caught off guard, grabbing her slender waist, holding her in his arms and sitting down.
"What are you doing? The girls are still here..."
Wang Xifeng's cheeks turned red. After sitting firmly, she patted Jia Lian's thigh to show her dissatisfaction.
"I'm done eating."
Jia Lian put down his chopsticks, lowered his head in Wang Xifeng's ear, and whispered: "Don't you want to know how the money came from? Come on, let's go inside and I will tell you slowly."
After saying that, Jia Lian picked up Wang Xifeng by the waist, stood up and walked to the back room.
"Yeah, you're going to die. I have other things to do, so don't mess around..."
Wang Xifeng couldn't see what Jia Lian was thinking, and immediately started to twist in disbelief.
It was just nightfall, and it was not time to rest yet! Moreover, in front of Xiang Ling and other maids, the two masters went in and did bad things, which always made her feel ashamed.
Ping'er was packing things in the inner room at this time. When he saw the second master and second grandma coming in like this, he was stunned for a moment, then put down what he was doing and was about to leave.
Seeing Jia Lian's determination, Wang Xifeng obeyed in her heart, so when she saw Ping'er, she stretched her neck and gave Ping'er a knowing look.
Ping'er nodded to her knowingly, then went out, looked at the two girls with different expressions in the second room, and said seriously: "You two go to the door and watch, don't let anyone come in, I'm going to the kitchen
Bring back some hot water."
Xiang Ling nodded. Knowing the rules, she took Qingwen's hand and retreated outside to watch.
Qingwen said, "Just stay here. I just went to get food for the second master, and my feet are sore. I'll go back and rest for a while."
After saying that, he left with an unhappy expression on his face.
Ping'er didn't want to talk to her, so he nodded with the well-behaved Xiang Ling and then walked out of the back room to the kitchen.
…
In Rongqing Hall, when Jia Mu and others heard what Jia Zheng said, their faces were full of disbelief.
"You mean, Lian'er won 10,000 taels of silver in a poetry competition outside?
Even Prince Beijing was so impressed by Lian'er's literary talents that he promised three thousand taels of gold just to get a copy of the original manuscript written by Lian'er???"
Jia Mu held her forehead in greeting and asked this sentence.
In the hall, Mrs. Wang, Li Wan, including Jia Baoyu sisters who came around after hearing the commotion, as well as the maids and servants around, were all stunned.
Jia Zheng knew that Jia Mu and others would not believe it, so he was already prepared.
"This was said by the official historian of the Prince's Palace in Beijing just now. My son copied it down immediately. The old lady asked me to read it."
Jia Zheng took out his manuscript and presented it to Jia Mu respectfully.
Jia Mu took it blankly, glanced at it casually, and realized that everyone was very curious. She simply handed the manuscript to Jia Baoyu, who was squeezing in front of her, and ordered: "Baoyu, come and read it for everyone."
"good!"
Jia Baoyu, who considered himself to be the most talented among the men in the Jia family, took the manuscript papers over as if he was being rewarded.
He still didn't believe it. Could it be that Brother Lian really became a monster?
After a while.
Jia Baoyu lowered his arms dully and glanced at the people around him who had almost the same expression. A feeling of powerlessness came to his heart.
Especially when he saw the astonishment in his sisters' eyes, he felt that he would no longer be able to keep the last piece of pure land at home.
Second brother Lian is really not a human being...
Otherwise, how could he write such good sentences!
"The worst thing is that you can't keep it in the world, and the beauty of beauty quits the mirror and the flowers quit the tree."
"When the wind comes and the snow comes, my hometown dreams are shattered..."
Secretly comparing the words and phrases with which he was most proud, even if he was unwilling to do so, Jia Baoyu knew that he was being crushed!
For a moment, Jia Baoyu even thought that it would be better if his knowledge was shallow and he had not learned a few poems.
In that case, maybe these poems were written by predecessors and were used by Brother Lian, but he didn't know it...
Unfortunately, when he turned his head to look at Sister Lin, Jia Baoyu knew from her eyes that this was an impossible hope.
Even though he has little talent and little knowledge, Sister Lin is extremely intelligent.
Given Sister Lin's uprightness, if her predecessors had said the same thing, she would have pointed it out without any hesitation, so she wouldn't have worried about Brother Lian's feelings!
As a former daughter of the Hou family, Jia's mother has developed good taste skills since she was a child, although she is not particularly talented.
At least she is more elegant and sophisticated than Mrs. Wang.
She could also tell that these poems were indeed extraordinary.
Those few quatrains were nothing more than these two poems. Even when she read them, she found them thought-provoking and memorable.
The beautiful face leaves the mirror, just like the blooming flowers, taking off their branches and falling into the mortal world.
What a fitting metaphor.
Who was not a beauty when she was young?
Jia Mu quietly touched her gray temples, and immediately realized that this was an embarrassing behavior. She quickly put it down and asked Jia Zheng: "Are these really written by Lian'er? Could it be that you made a mistake?
Well, since Lian'er was a child, I haven't seen him say a few decent words. It would be really strange if he could write these things."
Although Daiyu also felt that this incident was strange, when she heard Jia's mother disparaging Jia Lian in public, Daiyu couldn't help but said: "Old lady, when second brother Lian went to Yangzhou to pick me up, he actually said something,
Even my father felt complimented when he heard it."
"Oh, what are you talking about?"
Daiyu didn't feel it was appropriate until she said the words.
But seeing that Jia Mu didn't take it seriously, she let it go, thought about it, and briefly talked about what happened that day.
She did this purely to clear up Jia Lian's name and prevent others from looking down on him like that.
Brother Lian is just stable and reserved and doesn't like to show off.
But, it's so strange. If Brother Lian is really capable of composing poetry and lyrics, then why did he bother himself to teach Xiang Ling in the first place? Why should he go to his courtyard to teach himself.
I recall that every time I went to Xiangling's house to teach her, whenever Brother Lian came home, he would always come over and have a look...
Could it be that brother Lian is busy for one reason, but also for the convenience of seeing me?
Daiyu suddenly felt embarrassed and was busy looking for a suitable reason.
Yes, when his father asked him to take him to Beijing, he must have promised his father to take good care of him.
It was not easy for him to take care of the old lady when he stayed in her house, so he asked him to go to her courtyard often so that he could check whether he was sick again and whether he was in good health...
Even yesterday, when he rarely came to see me, he told me to go to his courtyard.
From this point of view, maybe you should go and sit more often when you have time, so as to live up to his hard work...
"To benefit the family and the country, life and death are all important, *****! It's really a good sentence and a good ambition. This is the ambition of a man's family!"
When Jia Zheng heard this sentence from his niece, he praised it and glared at Jia Baoyu fiercely.
You damn beast, if you were half as sensible and motivated as Jia Lian, I wouldn’t have to worry so much!
Without glaring twice, he noticed that Jia Mu was also glaring at him. Jia Zheng immediately calmed down and said to Jia Mu: "My son has heard this sentence from his colleagues before. Gein and others said that it came from
From the mouth of our family Lian'er.
Later I found out that this was mentioned in Ru Hai's memorial to the Holy Emperor. I originally thought that Ru Hai wanted to support Lian'er, so he deliberately promoted him.
Now that my niece said this, it seems that it really came from him.
If you look at it this way, I'm afraid Lian'er really has some talent and can make these sentences, which makes sense.
It's just why he didn't show it much before...I can't guess what he's thinking, I'm afraid I can't ignore it with common sense."
Mother Jia didn't care much about the family, country and world, but she was deeply touched by Jia Zheng's words.
Jia Lian, this grandson, really cannot be treated like an ordinary person!
Take what happened yesterday as an example. In the face of such a big event, most people would not want to take advantage and hide away when the money is offered!
Jia Lian was so generous that he took the initiative to hand over all his father's inheritance to build a garden for his family!
Although looking back later, he probably wanted to force Zhen'er to give up the territory of Hui Fang Yuan, but this is not the way ordinary people should behave.
She and Mrs. Wang were willing to pay because they really loved Yuanchun and couldn't bear to see her unable to go home to see her when she had such an opportunity.
But as for Jia Lian, Yuanchun was only a half-year-old boy when he entered the palace. What did he want to do? Is it just for fun? Based on all the previous experiences, this kid Lian'er may have really escaped the category of "common people".
The way of behavior and the way of doing things cannot be ignored by common sense.
I can't say for sure, these poems might actually have been written by him.
"Old lady, I just heard that Lian'er has returned home. Instead of speculating here, why don't we call him over and ask him from the other side?"
Mrs. Wang, who had no interest in poetry, suddenly spoke.
Jia Mu raised her forehead and said, "Look at me, that's not true.
Yuanyang, go and invite him over, and tell him that we have something to ask him."
What kind of people should be invited and what kind of people should be invited are important.
Now Jia Lian can't just call any maid as he did before.
…
Before it got completely dark, Yuanyang didn't waste any time and left Jia Mu's Courtyard alone for Sister Feng's Children's Home.
Her mood was a little complicated, but most of all she was shocked.
As the most prestigious maid in Jia Mu's house, she is also the servant with the highest level of education.
This is due to the fact that both of her parents have been elderly people in Rongguofu for several generations, so she has a basic foundation for reading since she was a child.
Later, she served Jia Mu, who was also an elegant person. Even in order to please Jia Mu, she worked hard on reading and writing, so that she was far behind the other ignorant maids.
This is actually one of the reasons why other maids cannot shake her position.
When Jia Mu is old, she needs such a considerate person with both ability and political integrity to serve and take care of her.
Therefore, she is one of the few maids who can understand the good connotation of those poems.
The original Second Master Lian was already good enough, but unexpectedly, everyone still misjudged him...
Yuanyang didn't know what kind of mentality she should have. She should admire and respect reasoning, but she found that such thoughts were not too serious.
Because the more perfect Mr. Lian is, the further away he is from maids like them...
Yuanyang was very familiar with Sister Feng's Children's Home. She usually helped Jia's mother take care of things and rarely had to deal with Jia Lian and his wife, so she did not go through the main entrance, but directly entered Sister Feng's Children's Home through the moon hole door on the side and went up the corridor of the main room.
The yard was quiet except for the faint chirping of insects, which seemed a bit noisy in the quiet dusk.
"Sister Yuanyang, why are you here?"
When Yuanyang walked to the door of the main room and saw no one, he hesitated for a moment before opening the door curtain and going in.
Looking forward, I saw Xiangling sitting at the tea table, her head propped up on her hands, in a daze.
Hearing the noise, he came back to his senses and immediately greeted her, feeling a little nervous.
"Why are you here alone? Are your father and grandma at home?"
"Here, there he is..."
Xiangling blushed a little, and both her grandfather and grandmother had been feeling well for a long time.
And sister Ping'er, she didn't come out after going in...
Although Yuanyang didn't see or hear anything, he only saw Xiangling's eyes peeking in. Then he thought that Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng were still at home, but all the door curtains were down, so he didn't realize anything.
.
Her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly let go of Xiang Ling's hand, "Go and tell your father, just say the old lady called him."
After Yuanyang said this quickly, he ducked out of the room.
Then I heard Jia Lian's voice coming from the inner room: "The old lady called me, right? Sister Yuanyang, wait a moment, I will go with you right away."
Read the book
Yuanyang didn't reply.
After a while, Jia Lian came out of the house.
The sky was very dark, dimming Jia Lianfeng's handsome appearance.
Yuanyang lowered his head, not daring to look back.