Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 71: On the 15th, I met Jia Dairu again and exchanged greetings with me. Please go to the clan school.
Chapter 71: On the 15th, I met Jia Dairu again and exchanged greetings with me. Please go to the clan school.
After bidding farewell to Qian Xisheng, Jia Lan, who had taken a break the next day, set off on his way back to Shenjing as usual.
Entering the city along Xizhimen, they didn't go far before arriving at a noisy and lively place. Jia Lan was dumbfounded when he saw the dense crowd and looked at Qin Zhong: "What happened in front?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Lan denied himself. The people in front of him were obviously not panicking, but seemed to be on a shopping trip.
Qin Zhong laughed loudly: "Brother Lan, have you forgotten what day it is today? Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and in front of you is Cao Guan."
"Oops!" Jia Lan patted his head and said with a smile: "I forgot that today is the day of the temple fair on the 15th day of the lunar calendar."
He looked around again and said to Qin Zhong: "It seems that we can only pass forward on foot. It should be less crowded after crossing the cross bridge."
Qin Zhong nodded in agreement, and the group dismounted, with Wu Gui and Ban'er leading the way, while Jia Lan held the reins and walked slowly.
But seeing the dazzling array of department stores on both sides of the long street, and the endless stream of tourists, Cao Guan was built during the Tianshun reign of Emperor Yingzong of the former Ming Dynasty. The people who worshiped it are no longer known, but it is still prosperous after a hundred years.
After finally walking out of the crowd, Jia Lan got back on his horse and moved forward. However, he slowed down again after walking for a long time. He looked somewhere while riding the horse and then changed the direction. Qin Zhong and others were puzzled.
, but also followed.
But he saw Jia Lan walking towards an old man, dismounted behind him, stepped forward and raised his hands: "Teacher, why are you here alone?"
The old man was in his late teens, with a lifeless face. He was wearing an old felt hat and a half-worn jacket, and he was walking staggeringly alone.
Hearing Jia Lan's voice next to him, the old man turned around slowly. After seeing clearly that it was Jia Lan, his face showed a bit of anger, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he let out a desolate laugh: "It's Brother Lang! It's been a long time."
They’re all gone!”
"The student is preparing for the exam this autumn, but he has not seen the teacher again since the new year. It is indeed the student's fault."
The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no! You are doing very well. After all, your studies are the most important thing. The teacher knows that you have been working very hard. You even made it to the top of the Shenjing Junior Ranking List last time. It is really a shame for me!"
At the end of the sentence, the old man smiled broadly and extended his thumb to Jia Lan.
Jia Lan smiled, looked at the old man, and recognized that what he was holding were just some ordinary mung bean cakes and pea yellows.
The old man noticed Jia Lan's gaze and smiled sheepishly: "I am getting older, but I want to eat some sweets. This is not the time for the temple fair. I can get a penny cheaper per portion, so I came to buy some and take them back to satisfy my grandson's craving. By the way
Give me a toothpaste as a gift."
After hearing this, Jia Lan sighed slightly, lamenting his experience.
The old man in front of him is Jia Dairu, the principal of Jia's private school and the highest-ranking old man in the Jia family.
"Brother Zhong..." Jia Lan called Qin Zhong, and the latter came forward to greet Jia Dairu. He once studied in a private school in Jia Mansion for a while, and he and Jia Dairu also had a master-disciple relationship. p>
"Bye bye!" Jia Lan is his junior, and it's just a courtesy to him. Qin Zhongtong has not studied at his school for a few days, and now he is a serious student. Jia Dairu himself is just an old man.
How dare an old boy who has not passed the examination dare to accept his courtesy?
Seeing Jia Dairu becoming so cautious, Jia Lan sighed again and said, "Brother Zhong, please take Wu Guiban'er and Wu Guiban'er back to the temple fair to buy some various fruits and candies. If you see any good wine, I'll give you two cents."
, cut up some more meat, and I’ll send the teacher back first.”
Jia Dairu resisted for a while, but seeing Jia Lan's determination, he could only sigh and thank him, and let Jia Lan send him back.
He was a concubine of the Rong Kingdom, and he lived a fairly good life relying on the training he had received from serving in the Jia family school for many years. However, his only grandson Jia Rui was taken away by a serious illness two years ago.
, even all the money at home was lost due to medical treatment, and it was still possible to complete the funeral of the grandson with the help of the family.
Losing a son in middle age, and now losing his only grandchild this year, although the old man has survived, he is still like a haggard tree.
Jia Lan still couldn't stand it, so he mentioned it to Li Wan in a vague way. The latter used Jia Lan's words to mention it in front of Jia's mother, which aroused the sympathy of the ancestors and asked Jia Zheng to choose from the side branch of the concubine.
A three- or four-year-old child was adopted to Jia Dairu.
Jia Dairu's home is near Baochan Temple in the northwest of Shenjing, a small courtyard left by his ancestors.
After tying the horses outside the door and letting Qin Shi take care of them, Jia Lan could see at a glance that the yard had not been well maintained for two or three years. Even the couplets in the main hall were old.
Someone in the back room heard the noise outside the door, and a small figure jumped out first. When he saw the paper bag with snacks in Jia Dairu's hand, his eyes lit up and he jumped forward. When he saw Jia Lan behind him, he felt a little recognized.
He was so angry that he shrank back again.
"This baby is a bit naive, Brother Lan, don't mind!" Jia Dairu's eyes showed some complicated tenderness, and he introduced to Jia Lan: "This is the child adopted by the old lady of Rong Mansion for me, and her name is Jia Ping.
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Jia Lan said with a smile: "'Hey, the deer roars, and the apples of the wild eat', the teacher got a good name."
"Alas! Brother Lang, there are no outsiders here, so don't call me teacher. How can I, an old man who has never accomplished anything in his life, teach you such a talented criminal? Don't make fun of me." Jia Dairu said with a wry smile.
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Jia Lan listened but was unwilling. Although Jia Dairu had no academic achievements, he was still devoted to the Jia family. When the Jia family collapsed in the future, he was also old and bedridden. Jia Dairu personally tutored Baoyu and Jia Lan in their homework, so that they could have a future.
Langui Qifang.
As for saying that Jia Dairu is greedy for money, who in the world is not greedy for money? On the contrary, Jia Dairu had some bad habits in the private school in the past, but the atmosphere in the Jia family is like this, what can he, a side branch of a concubine, do.
In this world, living in harmony with light and dust is the way for ordinary people to live.
Isn't it the same in later generations? For example, in that wine shop, young people relied on their loyalty and thought that young people could put an end to this bad trend. Unexpectedly, ten years later, they themselves became the main force in the wine shop. p>
Jia Lan chatted with little Jia Ping for a while, and at Jia Dairu's request, he touched the back of Jia Ping's head for good luck. Then Qin Zhong came in with the things he bought, and Jia Lan left another ten taels of silver and chatted with the old master.
After a while, I had to say goodbye.
At this time, Jia Dairu seemed to think of something, and took Jia Lan's hand and invited him to come back to study when he had time, and to encourage the young people inside. After all, half a year after Qiu Wei, the next subject's government examination will be held.
Jia Dairu's only wish in this life is to have a few more seeds of study in ethnic studies.
"It's not a big deal. I remember that get out of class at the clan school hasn't ended yet today. Why don't I just choose a day? I'll go to the clan school and have a look."
After that, Jia Lan resigned from Jia Dairu and left on horseback.