Chapter 17 The second master of the Jia family is here
Jia Yucun was stunned when he heard this, rolled his eyes a few times, and then said:
"My second master has a lot of experience, but I have little knowledge. I haven't heard of what the second master said. It's a common thing."
He deliberately made an exaggerated look of disdain, twisted his head and curled his lips and said:
"However, if I tell you about the poor and miserable days in the past, which were even poorer than Fan Zhongyan's deeds of painting porridge, the second master has never heard of it."
It made Jia Lian laugh:
"You are so poor and so wild! Come on, drink!"
Two days later, Jia Lian got up early to get dressed. He found that the clothes inside and outside were different from yesterday, so he called Xing'er in for questioning.
Xing'er scratched his head and said:
"The ship has passed Tongzhou and can reach Dongzhimen in two hours. Why don't you change into new, starched clothes when you get home?"
Jia Lian almost jumped up when he heard this.
Tongzhou?
Dongzhimen?
Oh my god, am I going back to Beijing along the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal?
I said what Xing'er said about Zhigu and Haijin Town in the first two days. I thought it sounded familiar. It turned out to be Tianjin.
The purpose of chatting with Jia Yucun these days was to explore and confirm the differences between his own environment and the original book. However, the guy only called the capital "Shenjing" or "Chang'an", which made Jia Lian always think that the capital of the Hua Dynasty was
It’s Xi’an.
This Cao Xueqin, Brother Cao, is also hypocritical. You just write about Beijing when you are in Beijing. Why are you hiding it so much?
Jia Lian's previous life, Jia Liancheng, was also a "Northern drifter" like Cao Xueqin. At this time, he was indescribably excited to revisit his old place.
Jia Lian suppressed his inner excitement and changed his words to cover up:
"The color of these clothes is too bright."
Xing'er curled his lips and smiled:
"I dare to see the second grandma today, but the second master feels unhappy? If these autumn-colored arrow sleeves are too bright, then where can I put the gorilla felt cloak that is hanging outside?"
Jia Lian took another look at the clothes on the tray on the table.
Autumn color?
Isn’t this duck shit green?
The ancients were really good at deceiving others. Their names would make them so elegant, but in fact - haha.
Don't give me a hat of the same color later. I can't afford to be this "cuckold".
There is also a big red cloak outside, don’t you know “red and green, it’s a bullshit”?
What's the point of having to dress like a Christmas card when I go home? Do you want to find some more reindeer to pull the car for me?
After Jia Lian complained fiercely in her heart, looking at Xing'er's expectant expression, she could only wave her hands helplessly:
"Stop talking nonsense, change it to blue."
……
Before the boat reached the shore, Xing'er pointed to the shore and said with a smile:
"Second Master, Second Master, look, our sedan chair, horses, and luggage-pulling vehicles are all waiting for us."
Jia Lian was a little nervous at this time.
This time, I really came to Jia's house. It's time to see whether I can change the ending.
It's a mule or a horse, it needs to be taken out for a walk.
As a result, they really led a snow-white horse in front of Jia Lian.
Jia Lian looked at this tall horse with a carved jade saddle, and couldn't help but secretly grin: Damn! Give me a real horse? I have never driven this one. I am a virgin and have never ridden a living thing. Besides, this
The thing is so high, how can I get on the bus?
A boy was already kneeling on the ground, and a man who looked like a butler with two mustaches stepped forward and said:
"Shan Daliang greets Second Master Lian and asks him to mount his horse and return home."
Jia Lian didn't care to think about who Shan Daliang was. He knew that he should step on the boy's back and get on the horse, but it was really difficult to adapt to it at the moment.
After all, he comes from modern society.
Even though he was once a worker who was beaten every day by his PUA leader, he had never seen such blatant oppression.
He can't get off his feet.
Xing'er behind him came up and said to Shan Daliang:
"It seems that this boy is not in the eyes of Second Master Lian. It's better not to bring him out next time. Just let him feed the horse with a guillotine."
When Jia Lian heard this, he felt apologetic and hurriedly said:
"What's wrong with the eyes? It's just that I think he's a bit unfamiliar. You're the only one who's troublesome."
Gritting his teeth, he stepped on the boy's back and mounted the horse.
Fortunately, there was a young man leading the horse in front. The horse was very docile and the saddle was very comfortable. Jia Lian sat on the horse and was superior to others.
I couldn’t help but sigh:
"BMW has to get used to it slowly. It seems that being the second master of Lian also requires an adaptation process.
Just now, I was not used to it, which almost caused the boy to lose his job."
Seeing that the maids and maids over there were helping Lin Daiyu get into the sedan chair, and after all the salutes had been completed, Jia Lian ordered people to set off.
Jia Lian did not expect that the capital would be so prosperous and crowded, nor did he expect that the journey would take most of the day.
Sitting on a horse makes my back hurt, my buttocks feel numb, and my thighs feel numb, but I still have to hold my chest up and raise my head to look as graceful as a noble man should.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
I can't straighten my waist, and I don't look like an emperor even if I'm wearing a dragon robe.
When he finally saw a three-room animal-headed door with a plaque hanging on it, Jia Lian was so excited that he almost jumped up when he saw about ten people in gorgeous clothes sitting in front of the door.
I quietly moved my numb buttocks, as if I was about to be released from prison and was ready for liberation.
But they didn’t stop at all.
It wasn't until he passed by on horseback that Jia Lian saw that the big words on the plaque were "Edict to Build Ningguo Mansion" - Damn, this is the home of Jia Zhen, the man who picked up ashes.
Of course, it is also the family of Qin Keqing, the beauty fairy.
After imagining Qin Keqing's beauty, Jia Lian felt that it was necessary to visit Dongfu more often in the future.
While he was intoxicated, Jia Lian saw the same three animal-headed gates, the same stone lions, and the same plaque.
No, the plaque is different, it says "Edict to build Rongguo Mansion".
My mother-in-law and grandmother, you can count on it!
But why don’t these people stop?
Jia Lian looked over the heads of several boys nearby and watched helplessly as the two large stone lions, the cleanest in the legend, fell behind him little by little, and then got farther and farther away from him, but he could only bear not to speak. This feeling is very similar to Jia Liancheng's first day working in a large company in his previous life. He was nervous, curious, and didn't dare to ask.
Finally, when the boy leading the horse stopped, Jia Lian realized that instead of the main entrance, he had to go through a corner gate on the west side.
It can be seen that the rules are quite big.
There must be a lot of shit.
Lin Daiyu's sedan went in first, followed by the maid's sedan.
Only then did Jia Lian remember: He had to dismount.
He can't ride a horse into the courtyard. It's not that he is born to understand the rules. It's just that the door is not high enough. If he rides in, he will knock his head.
Jia Lian got off his horse and told Xing'er to take people to find a place to live in Jia Yu Village. After all, he was recommended to the second master by Lin Ruhai, and he could be considered a guest of the Jia family. The etiquette must not be wrong.
Just as he was about to step in, he suddenly heard someone behind him shout loudly: "Yongbi, Yongbi, are you coming back this morning?"