But it was said that Jia Cong killed Zi Yan, the spy sent by King Lu to the Rongguo Mansion, which shocked Jia Baoyu and Shi Xiangyun. After reading at midnight, the two of them talked for a long time, and Jia Cong went back to the house to discuss.
He said: "I wonder if there are other spies on the side. I'm afraid Sister Yun's dowry needs to be passed through."
Shi Xiangyun said: "It all depends on Brother Cong."
Jia Cong nodded: "There is no need to alarm them, let's investigate quietly. Sister, please don't quarrel with Shi Hou when you turn around. Just say that Zi Yan offended me and asked me to kill him."
Xiangyun lowered his head and thought for a moment and said, "It's all for no reason. She's also smart. Even if she wants to offend you, it's not easy."
Qi Dian said aside: "Second Grandma Bao can just pretend not to know the reason. If someone asks, she will just give an excuse that is obviously false."
Xiangyun hesitated for a moment and agreed. The two of them went back to their own courtyard and just left the Lixiang Courtyard. Jia Cong immediately ordered him to stand up and followed them secretly. He stood up and walked in and said in his mouth: "
What do you need to say? I have to change into night clothes, right?" Jia Cong shrugged.
After getting up, he followed Baoyu and his wife back, crossed the courtyard wall and listened outside their window as the maids changed their clothes and cleaned up. When She Yue and Cui Lu came out to get water, they whispered a few words: "What's the matter?"
Both of them have eyes like that? Why are they crying?" But they didn't dare to ask.
A daughter-in-law poked her head in front of the door. After a while, she couldn't help but go in and said, "Second Grandma, why hasn't Zi Yan come back?"
Xiangyun put down the tea cup in his hand with a cold face: "Just pretend there is no such person."
The wife was stunned.
Cui Lu whispered from the side: "Aunt Liu is Zi Yan's godmother."
Xiang Yun stared at Aunt Liu, making her tremble with fear. Xiang Yun said calmly: "Zi Yan is dead, don't mention her again."
Aunt Liu was shocked: "Why did you die when you were so good?"
Xiangyun said: "Cong'er killed her because she insulted the great master with her arrogant words."
Aunt Liu blurted out: "Impossible!"
Xiang Yun shouted sternly: "Anyway, this person is dead! From now on, we will not have this person in our yard!"
Aunt Liu immediately shed tears, and half a day later she choked with sobs and asked: "Then... where is the body?"
Xiangyun shook his head and after a moment said to her: "Go down."
Aunt Liu still wanted to speak, but she was pushed and pushed out by She Yue Cuixi. When she got up, she turned away from the two masters and turned to stare at Aunt Liu. When she saw her leaving the courtyard, she trotted all the way back in a panic.
He went to the inner wall of her residence. He then poked through the window paper and looked inside. He saw her walking around in the room, obviously restless.
Suddenly her man came back, Aunt Liu grabbed him and shouted in a low voice: "Zi Yan is dead!"
Her man was stunned: "Who died?"
"Miss Ziyan!" Aunt Liu said, "I don't know why I was killed by Mr. Cong."
Her man's calves were trembling: "What's the reason?"
Aunt Liu said: "Second Mistress said she uttered wild words and cursed the eldest man in the house. I think this excuse is nonsense. How can a smart person like Zi Yan ever be so stupid? The master told me to take care of it."
She obeys her in everything, so I feel strange. This Mr. Cong is said to be from Nezha's lower realm, could Zi Yan have done something inappropriate for him to notice?"
Her man stamped his feet and said: "Miss Ziyan is obviously not an ordinary person. I must have something important to say to her. Is there anyone who suspects you?"
Aunt Liu said: "No. I am Zi Yan's godmother. It is unusual for me to ask twice."
Her man thought for a while and said, "This matter is important. You can ask for a leave from the Second Grandma tomorrow. I just want to say it's your father's birthday and go back to our house to ask the master and his wife." Aunt Liu nodded repeatedly.
Early the next morning, She Yue came to Lixiangyuan. Jia Cong and others thought that it was Zi Yan who had some message. Who knew that it was Bao Yu who couldn't sleep the night before and got up in the middle of the night to write a poem called "Ode to Trapped in the Mud".
》. It talks about a flawless piece of beautiful jade. Because it was not very stuck in the mud, it was beaten as a stubborn stone, and finally the jade was broken into pieces. In the last section, the heart-wrenching heart-breaking hatred of the world and the injustice of the gods, even if you close your eyes, you know that it will definitely attract countless people.
Resonating with the cries of those who have failed to realize their talent and have bad luck. Jia Cong smiled so much that his lips reached up to his cheeks! "Okay, okay, okay! Sheyue, you just want to make a fortune with your second master!"
She Yue hurriedly knelt down and thanked her. Then he hesitated for a moment and asked: "Third Master... this is not the right thing for me to ask..."
Jia Cong immediately lowered his face and said, "If you know it's inappropriate to ask, don't ask."
She Yue was so frightened that she shivered and did not dare to ask any more questions. She hurriedly kowtowed and ran away.
On the other side, Aunt Liu took leave and went back to Shi's house, and didn't come back until noon. Unexpectedly, Jia Cong sent someone to send her husband out to do some errands, and they didn't finish until after dinner. After she got up and clicked the letter, she went to wait outside their house.
Not long after, her man came back, and Aunt Liu grabbed him and pulled him to the door. She said: "I went back today to see the master and his wife. They were both very frightened. Let's not act rashly first and try to find a way."
Why was Ziyan killed after being lured out of Lixiangyuan? Didn't he say anything?"
Her man said worriedly: "Lixiangyuan originally had a small population, and the people who lived there were all Mr. Cong's confidants and semi-masters. There were three or four girls and boys who couldn't listen to what the master said. I didn't even notice that the girl was not a fuel-efficient lamp.
I don’t dare to talk to her...how can I find out."
Aunt Liu was also worried: "Isn't it? Today I asked Miss Cuilu to tell me something. She said that Sheyue went to Lixiangyuan in the morning, and before she even opened her mouth to talk to Mr. Cong, his face turned dark." The couple sighed and didn't know where they were coming from.
Take action.
Get up and sit outside and laugh secretly. Jia Cong has been quite bored these past two days, so Bao Buqi will play tricks on them.
Sure enough, when Jia Cong heard about it, he immediately enthusiastically gathered a group of brothers to discuss how to fool the historian. Everyone made several comments, and the more they made, the more outrageous they were. Some said that Zi Yan seduced Jia when no one was prepared.
Huan Tou hooked up with Jarvis, which made their brothers fall out. Some people said that she was transformed from the mouse spirit in Journey to the West, which made Nezha a universe prototype!
Jia Huan couldn't stand listening anymore: "Just make up whatever ideas you want, don't make it so outrageous."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Don't be casual! What everyone said is very good and can be passed on to others! Don't they want to inquire? Give them sixty or seventy reasons and guess at will. As far as the IQ of the two masters of the historian family, no matter what
Guarantee they believe everything except their own people, something went wrong for us to see through." The crowd burst into laughter.
But at this moment, a boy came in from outside and said that some Huazi came to the door begging for food. Jia Cong frowned and said: "Why don't Huazi go to the gate and come to my Lixiangyuan to beg for food? It can't be that someone is causing trouble." Then he kissed her.
Go and have a look. The brothers also followed.
When I came out, I saw that there seemed to be a family of three, an old man who was very sick, a man in his thirties, and a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. The boy came up and asked about it. When he came back, the water was gone from their house.
, the young man’s mother was burned to death, and now he had no food or clothing. Hearing that the Rongguo Mansion was kind and generous, he wanted to come and ask for a bowl of leftover food. Jia Cong asked him to ask why he didn’t go through the front door. After a while, the boy came back and said that the front door was too neat and generous.
They didn't dare to come forward. Jia Cong nodded and ordered them to come in.
At that moment, he led the three Huazis into the yard, and Jia Cong asked everyone to move some chairs out and sit down. In the blink of an eye, the seats were filled with chaos, as if they were basking in the sun. He was alive again. He ordered some chairs to be moved out for the old man.
Zhang. The old man didn't dare to sit, saying that he might stain the noble's chair. Jia Cong smiled and said: "You are old enough to sit. There is no reason for me to sit while you stand." He Fang repeated.
I dusted off my clothes and sat down.
Tea was ordered again, but the old man just shook his head vigorously and did not dare to drink tea again. Jia Cong then took a few sips and asked: "Old man, why do you dare to ask? What are you planning to test me today?"
The old man was stunned.
Jia Cong said: "Rongguo Mansion has many good names outside. I am said to be a man of talent but a fool. We brothers are very clever, but they have never had a reputation of being charitable. Even in the early years, my grandmother once sent people to go out to disperse.
I have given copper coins to pray for brother Baoyu, and I have never given out porridge or money at the door of my house. Those who come to our house to beg for food are probably beaten out by those scoundrels. Although I am not talented, I still have some self-awareness. Besides, even if I dare not go there
When we go to the main entrance of our house, we should go to the corner gate. How could anyone specifically look for the leader of my Lixiangyuan gate? This gate leader is not easy to find, and it is not a coincidence."
The old man's sick air disappeared immediately, his back straightened and he felt full of energy. He glanced at him for a long time and glared: "Even if you guessed it, why not play along with me! You are young.
It’s so boring to be light!”
Jia Cong curled his lips and said, "It's fun for me to play with others, but naturally it's boring for others to play with me."
The old man had no choice but to look around for a while, stood up and stood behind Jia Cong, looked at him and smiled. Suddenly he sighed: "Boy, do you recognize me?"
Jia Cong shook his head: "I don't recognize him."
The old man said: "There are still couplets written by my father hanging in your Rongxi Hall."
Jia Cong thought for a while, isn't the couplet in Rongxi Hall just like "The sun and moon are shining brightly on the seat, and the mist is glowing in front of the hall"? That thing was written by Mu Shi, the king of Dongping County of his great-grandfather's generation. It is written in "A Dream of Red Mansions"
The name was "Prince of Dong'an County", which aroused the imagination of many indexists in later generations. When Jia Cong came to this time and space, he went to Rongxi Hall to have a look, but the signature on it was "Dongping". I think Cao Cao made a mistake. It was just Prince Dongping.
He had seen it before! The fiftieth birthday party they had just celebrated before leaving Beijing was not this old man. He quickly stood up and saluted: "Is this old man the uncle of Prince Mu?"
The old man nodded: "That boy Mu Zhu is my nephew."
Jia Cong blinked: "Um... may I ask, does the old man's honorary name have the word "wood" around it?"
The old man glanced at him: "Not bad."
Jia Cong grinned and said: "Your Majesty named me Dai Caotou, and your nephew Dai Bamboo Tou. Together, your family has formed an indissoluble bond with plants."
The old man looked at him for a while, then turned around and asked: "Girl from the Chen family, is he always so insecure?"
Qi Dian smiled and said: "Yes, it has always been like this."
When Jia Cong saw that the two of them were familiar with each other, he knew that the Dongping Palace was probably from Situ Yan. Gan Lei said he wanted to discuss with others and it was probably him. He argued in his mouth: "Why can't you just stick to it?"
Jia Huan put his head in and said, "It's what you often say, 'You can't grasp the key points.'"
Jia Cong muttered: "It's just a few words of greeting when we first met. Don't you have anything to talk about..." He looked at the uncle and the boy again, waved his fingers and said, "Actually, you still have a flaw."
"Um?"
Jia Cong looked at the boy and said: "This brother is so delicate and round, you can still see the dust on his face. Even if a small family is pampered, they can still raise a precious child. Such a small family has something hidden.
Two silver and two copper coins will prevent us from being deprived of food and clothing. Seeing that our Qiusheng is also a child of a poor family, and is also cherished by the family, we have grown up with the head of a tiger." The young man smiled when he heard this, and the corners of Old Mu's mouth twitched.
Fuck it, the man snickered.
Qi Dian pursed his lips and smiled, then stepped forward to salute the old man Mu: "I've met the old general."
Old Man Mu pointed at Jia Cong and said, "Do you believe this reckless boy?"
Jia Cong said tiredly: "Okay, okay~~ If you say you are reckless, then be reckless." Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Old Man Mu glared at him and said, "Boy, let me ask you, what would you do if you really met a flower boy like us?"
Jia Cong said: "Order the kitchen to deliver a meal, help the uncle show the way to a few big temples, suggest him to temporarily accommodate the young and old, and then tell him where most of the hard-working people can find work."
Old Man Mu said: "Aren't you going to give me money?"
Jia Cong said: "Let alone whether there is a good word after giving it, is it useful to give money?"
Old Man Mu wondered: "How do you know these things at such a young age? You are like an old man who has experienced many things in the world."
Jia Cong said: "I have long known that it is useless to use 'think', 'hope', and 'beg' for things in the world. Just like when I was a child, no one paid attention to me. My wet nurse kept saying that if I was born in my wife's belly, I would be able to be like him."
Brother Baoyu is so popular and spicy. So what if she recited it tens of thousands of times? So what if she prayed to Buddha and prayed to Bodhisattva? I was not born in my wife's belly at all."
Old Man Mu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where is your wet nurse?"
Jia Cong said: "I sent her out of the house a long time ago. I gave her a share of property and settled her down. Her two sons also have their own livelihoods."
Old Man Mu said: "She treated you very well when you were little. Is this the only way you can repay her?"
Jia Cong said: "According to the old man, should I let her continue to be a slave in our family, or give their family a lot of money, support her son, and let them rely on the famous brand of our house to ride on the heads of ordinary people.
Pretending to be a blessing?"
"Nonsense! How could it be so outrageous?" Old Man Mu said, "Your family has a lot of property, but your wet nurse's son only opened two ordinary grocery stores to make ends meet."
Jia Cong shrugged and said, "Have you even checked this? Her son is just an ordinary mediocre person and not very motivated. It doesn't take much skill to open a grocery store. They can do it. As the saying goes, if you work as a monk for a day, you will hit the clock.
She can eat as much as she wants. The only thing I can give her is her status as a good citizen, so I can visit her when I have time and provide for her grandson to attend private school in the future. If I give her too much, either she will be targeted by thieves because of her money, or she will be targeted by thieves because of her money.
Her son will occupy a high position because of his incompetence and bring down my family's shop."
Old Man Mu frowned and said, "You have too many shops, so why not burden them with one or two."
Jia Cong said: "Aren't their capable clerks going to be pissed to death by him? The shop does not belong to the owner alone, nor does it belong to the shopkeeper. Everyone from the owner to the shopkeeper to the young clerk has put in their efforts."
Old Man Mu stared at him again.
Jia Cong said: "Old man, let's take a look at the Zhen family in Jiangnan."
After a long while, Old Man Mu sighed: "If you had been born fifty years earlier to assist the late emperor, how could the world be like this!"
Jia Cong clapped his hands and said: "Does the old man also think that the world is now at the fault of the late emperor?"
Old Man Mu was startled and said to the man, "This boy is so bold! He has to meet the Ming Lord to repay him. If he meets the Hunjun, there's no telling how he will die."
Jia Cong curled his lips and said: "Now that the late emperor has died, can I say it? Otherwise, I wouldn't dare. I am most afraid of death."
Old Man Mu stared at him for another half a day. Jia Cong simply sat up straight and let him look at him. He even stood up and turned around. After half a stick of incense, Old Man Mu sighed: "What Gan Lei said is true. Only
Only with his temper can we give everyone a way out."
Jia Cong blinked: "Huh? Does General Gan still want to recruit me into his group?"
Old Man Mu said seriously: "I'm not joining the gang. I'm leaving everything to you."
Jia Cong was stunned for three seconds: "...Leave it to me?"
Old Man Mu nodded slowly and said, "That's right. The little foundation Liu Dengxi left behind will be left to you."
This is an advantage! Jia Cong raised his head and looked at the sky - has he lost his pie?