86_86438 Jia Cong was wasting his childhood practicing calligraphy that day when he suddenly heard a voice coming from outside the door: "Hong Xiu, is Third Master in the house?" He was so happy that he put down the brush in his hand and jumped off the chair, shouting:
"Here, who is it?"
I saw Zhaoer coming in with a smile and bowing: "Third Master, our master asked you to change your clothes quickly. Please come to Uncle Feng's house and read a book at midnight."
Jia Cong immediately lowered his face and grinded his teeth: "It's so fast, so fast that I wasn't even prepared for it." Then he thought about it for a while, then became discouraged and muttered, "There's nothing we can do to him...
"The young master is still a soldier of the Holy Domain, and he is probably already a Silver Saint. He quickly changed his clothes and led Lan Xiang and Ziguang to the outside of the second gate. Jia Lian carried him onto his horse and ran to Feng Mansion together.
As soon as they arrived at Feng's house, someone at the door smiled and said, please let the two masters of the Jia family go in directly. Jia Cong rolled his eyes and remembered that when Jia Baoyu came in the original work, Feng Ziying came to greet him in person. Why can't he come back this time?
I guess I have an important guest?
Not long after we arrived inside, we found that in addition to Feng Ziying and Han Qi, there was also an imposing young man in white robes. Feng and Han were chatting with them.
Jia Cong held Jia Lian's hand and went in politely. When he saw Feng Ziying, he immediately puffed up his face and shouted: "Brother Feng, you are cheating me!" He pointed at him and turned to look up at Jia Lian and said, "Second brother, help me.
I'll fix him!"
Before Jia Lian could speak, Feng Ziying smiled and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Jia?"
"You pretend! Keep pretending!" Jia Cong took a few steps forward, stood in the middle of the room, and said angrily, "What do you mean by sending 123 Romance back? I don't believe you don't know that your ancestors will be angry with me.
. After hanging around Brother Baoyu for several months, she finally liked me a little bit, and then let you trick me back. Now she doesn’t like me anymore."
Everyone was speechless for a moment. Feng Ziying opened her mouth. She probably didn't expect him to be so straightforward and didn't know what to say.
Jia Lianwei hated that he should not be brought out. This boy was obviously a stick, how could he be so smart? After a moment of embarrassment, he said, "Baoyu spends his time in the ancestral house, so naturally he will be more pleased with her."
Jia Cong snorted and said loudly: "No! Our ancestors like my second uncle, but not my father!"
"Shut up!" Jia Lian glared at him, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll send you back."
Jia Cong pouted, and tears rolled in his eyes for five or six seconds before flowing down. He stood in the middle of the room in a very bright place, crying aggrieved and pitifully.
Several people looked at each other for a while, then Feng Ziying asked Jia Lian: "Can you coax children?"
Jia Lian blushed with embarrassment, shook his head and said, "Why do I know this?" Then he looked up at Han Qi, "Brother Han has a son!"
Han Qi waved his hand and said: "I have never coaxed you."
It was the white-robed young man who came over and picked Jia Cong up: "Brother Cong, in fact, Shi Taijun likes you in his heart, but he never said it. Old man, sometimes you are like a child, just caring about face, Brother Cong, don't
Is it okay to argue with her?"
Jia Cong took advantage of the situation and glanced at him. Well, he had a four-clawed python robe and a bright yellow belt. He was either a prince or a prince. I'm afraid he was not the four kings with different surnames in the southeast, northwest and northwest. Since Feng Ziying's special envoy came to invite us two brothers, I thought he would come.
This prince is interested in the Rongguo Mansion or our two brothers. If he doesn't fool me well today, I'm afraid he will be made into a fake. So he looked at him with tears in his eyes and hummed in a tearful voice: "Don't coax me,
You don't know how to coax a child, and I don't want anyone to coax you." Several people who spoke laughed. He then continued, "I don't want her to like me in her heart, and I don't like her anyway. It's just that if she pretends to like me,
If I do a little bit, no one will dare to bully me."
Several people in the room couldn't help but turn their attention to Jia Lian. Jia Lian blushed and said angrily: "Who bullied you?"
Jia Cong wiped his tears and pouted, speechless.
On the other hand, the white-robed young master lamented: "In such a large prince's mansion, it is not uncommon for an unpopular young master to be bullied by his servants. I'm afraid no one will tell Mr. Jia."
How could Jia Lian not think of Yingchun? Even though he didn't care about these two aunt's siblings, he had lost face in the end. He was so angry when they came together twice.
Feng Ziying hurriedly pulled him aside and sat down: "Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. Your family has a big business, so it is inevitable that there will be some snobbish eyes."
Jia Cong murmured in a tearful tone beside him, but his voice was loud and clear: "No, no, the whole government is full of snobbery."
Feng Ziying choked and advised Jia Lian: "You are a man, how can you care about the backyard?"
Jia Cong muttered again: "The second brother is already in charge of the house, so he is not as powerful as Lai Da."
Feng Ziying finally couldn't help it anymore and turned to glare at Jia Cong: "Children, don't talk nonsense."
Jia Cong hummed: "You adults know how to tell lies with your eyes open, but in fact, you are like a mirror in your heart. You don't know whether to coax yourself or others, because it is clear that you can't coax anyone." After saying that, he simply stretched out his arms and hugged the white man.
Looking at Mr. Pao's neck, he glanced at Feng Ziying and raised her chin provocatively.
The white-robed young man looked at Feng Ziying and smiled.
Feng Ziying quickly turned back to look at Jia Lian. Sure enough, Jia Erye's pretty face was now as dark as Bao Gong in the play.
After a while, Jia Lian suddenly smiled and said coldly: "You all know that I, Jia Lian, am just a housekeeper, not as powerful as Lai Da."
Just when Feng Ziying was about to speak, Jia Cong rushed to her and said, "Second brother, don't be sad. It's not your fault. Our master can't even manage the house."
Feng Ziying couldn't help but shouted: "Cong'er, shut up."
Jia Cong hurriedly hugged the white-robed young man's neck tighter and tilted his little head: "No, you are allowed to talk nonsense seriously, and you are not allowed to tell the truth? I hate you the most. I can only allow you to talk nonsense."
The state officials set fires, but the people were not allowed to light lamps."
The white-robed young man couldn't help but smile: "You know a lot of things."
Jia Cong proudly twisted his little head.
Han Qi couldn't help but persuade him: "Cong'er, you are still young and don't know many things."
Jia Cong rolled his eyes and said: "That's all, I don't know, I'm still young. Could it be that one day when I grow up and know a lot of things, I can live in Rongxi Hall? I'm so paper-thin and so miserable.
Lizi, what's the matter? The Rongguo Mansion has already asked the second aunt and the housekeepers to vacate the house. Everyone in the house knows about it. I don't believe that the old lady is really a muddled ear. She just turns a blind eye.
How can my father compare to my second uncle? What a pity, he still has to find money to play with a few antiques, and the son-in-law who lives with my second aunt has opened an antique shop." The whole place was silent as he spoke, and he was still alive and well.
Add a sentence: "The second brother is much poorer than the second sister-in-law. Our family loves to spend money. In a few days, we will have to rely on the second sister-in-law to lend loan sharks to support the family."
He just opened his mouth and talked like a pea, while Jia Lian's face was red, black, blue and purple. As soon as the words "loan usury" came out, he was shocked for a long time at first, and finally turned gray and white.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Jia Cong, who told you these words?"
Jia Cong excused himself: "I overheard it."
"Where did you overhear it?"
"There are so many." Jia Cong put his arm around the white-robed young man back and counted on his fingers: "Some heard it from the concierge, some heard it from the kitchen, some heard it from the accounting room, and some heard it from the warehouse.
, and I listened to it hidden under the second aunt’s window. Anyway, I was young and no one cared about me. I slipped out as soon as Aunt Zhang blinked her eyes. After she searched for a long time, I slipped back and pretended to be under the flower roots.
To see ants, you actually go to the inner wall and listen to the corners."
The area around Neiziqiang was originally the residence of the servants of the Rongguo Mansion. When Jia Lian heard this, he was as dumbfounded as a clay or wood sculpture.
After two cups of tea, Feng Ziying sighed, raised her eyes and met Han Qi's eyes, smiled bitterly at Jia Lian and said, "It's all because of my poor thinking, and I'm sorry for you."
Jia Lian's face was mixed with joy and sadness, and he shook his head in confusion for a long time: "What does it have to do with you? What he told is the truth. My sister-in-law has been bullied by her wet nurse for many years, and everyone in the house knows that she is the only one who
The master doesn’t know. Now that I think about it, I’m afraid it’s not necessarily that all the masters don’t know.”
Jia Cong struggled to get off the ground, and the white-robed young man let him down. He immediately ran to Jia Lian, hugged his arms and said, "It has nothing to do with the second brother. It's not that we are not smart, it's that they are too cunning."
Jia Lian sneered and said: "It's not that we are unintelligent, we are just blind."
Jia Cong put his face against Jia Lian's arm and said melancholy: "How can I really be blind? But I have no choice but to pretend to be blind. Our master doesn't like studying, so our ancestors don't like her. She is not the one in our house."
Does one person have the final say? Humph, is my second uncle very good at studying? He is not a formal imperial examination candidate. He is always arty and pretending to be polite, how can he compare to my father who is real. My father is a general, why should I study? "
Han Qi and Feng Ziying couldn't bear to listen. Even if it was his father, he was not so biased. No one in Beijing knew who that old bastard Jia She was. But it was the white-robed young man.
With a smile in the corner of his eyes, he whispered to the two of them: "It's just a lie that a son doesn't blame his father. But when I look at this little guy, he really misses his father."
Jia Lian was silent for another long time, then suddenly said: "Who bullied you in the past?"
Jia Cong simply climbed on top of him, sat on Jia Lian's lap, hugged Xiang Zi and said, "Good brother, forget it, I know you love me. People in the world dislike the poor and love the rich, so I don't care about one person.
How can I be in charge of the whole house? In the future, I will study hard and seriously take the imperial examination. I will show it to my ancestors and my second uncle to see who will bully me. All the furniture in this house is not my turn to worry about, so they are all given to me.
Brother Baoyu is fine."
Feng Han and the young man in white robe were listening attentively. When they heard the last sentence, they all looked deeply at Jia Cong. Jia Cong just didn't know.
Jia Lian sneered: "Why did I give it to you, Brother Baoyu?"
Jia Cong advised: "Second brother, dear brother! There are many things, and you won't be convinced if you don't agree." There was something serious and thoughtful in his words, like an old mother. "I also blame God for raining and thundering.
I was so scared that I cried. Could it be that if I blame him, he will stop thundering? Who am I? Our house is owned by an old lady, so naturally she will give it to whomever she likes."
Jia Lian said solemnly: "In this mansion, I am the head of the household."
Jia Cong rolled his eyes at his brother: "Oh, then why does he live in the garden? It's Rongxi Hall where my second uncle lives."
Jia Lian was speechless.
While Jia Lian was busy running around with the alpaca, Jia Cong buried his face in his arms and turned around. His eyes caught sight of Feng Ziying, Han Qi, and the white-robed young master. You looked at me and I looked at him. Obviously, there was a lot to say.
Say, but I can’t say it right now, and it’s not convenient to go outside to discuss it. It’s very interesting.