86_86438 Ever since he found out that Gong Sanyi was the former crown prince's eunuch, Jia Cong had been expecting the old man to suddenly jump down from any tree every day, but he hadn't been seen for more than half a month. Jia Cong had been reading at zero o'clock all his life.
He had an irritable temper, was anxious, and could not even study steadily, which prompted Lin Daiyu to punish him with three big words, and Jia Cong complained endlessly.
Yao'er, on the other hand, was so righteous that after listening to his complaints for a long time, he offered to write one for him. Jia Cong immediately thought of a plot in a TV series in his previous life, and shamelessly asked Jia Huan to write one for him. Jia Huan now
Jia Cong had already become familiar with him and asked him for two boxes of fresh noodles and fruits before he would write for him. The next day, Jia Cong handed over three large letters with different handwritings without blushing or heartbeat.
Lin Daiyu glanced at the word silently for a few times, then glanced at Jia Cong a few times, her face sullen and silent.
Jia Cong said with a smile: "Sister didn't say that I had to write it myself." Then he leaned forward and whispered, "The one with uglier handwriting than mine belongs to Brother Huan. I'll show it to Third Sister later."
Daiyu then picked it up and looked at it carefully, and said: "It's better than you were in the old year. If you slack off again, he will be better than you." Pointing to the other one, she asked: "Whose is this?"
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Jia Cong said: "Brother Yao'er's. I can't just take brother Huan's."
Daiyu picked up Yao'er's picture again, looked at it, and praised: "I'm much better than you."
Jia Congxi clapped his hands: "Brother Yao'er is very smart and hardworking, and is better than me in both civil and military affairs."
Daiyu sighed: "You were taught by me, and others learned from you. They learned it later than you, but they are actually better than you."
Jia Cong said aggrievedly: "Is his temper more stable than mine? I can't bear it. His temper is natural, so you can't blame me."
Daiyu glanced at him and said: "In the future, when you write to others, you should also add a sentence at the end, I am impatient. I am born with it. You can't blame me for not being good at writing."
Jia Cong corrected him: "It's the leader of the letter!" Lin Daiyu rolled his eyes, and he smiled and said, "Anyway, I'm younger than both of them. I can practice for two more years, and I can always show myself to be respectable."
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Daiyu had no choice but to ask him: "You have been restless for the past half month. What are you doing?"
Jia Cong leaned back on his chair, covered his eyes with his paws and sighed: "I never dared to think about a big cake falling from the sky. Now a big cake suddenly fell from the sky, and it was about to hit me on the head."
I came up, but it just wouldn't fall down. I'm worried."
Daiyu didn't quite understand: "You are making trouble in front of me again. What do you mean?"
Jia Cong respected her very much and didn't want to coax her, so he took his paws off his face and said honestly: "There is a great martial arts master who promised to teach me archery, horse riding, and shooting, and maybe the art of war, but he never came."
Daiyu said: "With both literature and martial arts, do you think it is that easy?" Yin advised, "If he is trustworthy, he will come naturally; if he is not trustworthy, what's the use of being anxious."
Jia Cong smiled bitterly and said: "I understand all the principles, but Pigeon is... just anxious."
"That's all." Daiyu shook her head, "Since I don't have any thoughts, I won't study today. You can go back and play."
"No!" Jia Cong was anxious, "Isn't it okay for me to be a quick learner? Good sir, Brother Yao'er and Brother Huan are still waiting for me." There were also a large group of brothers and nephews in the mansion in the south of the city.
Daiyu looked at him for another long time, then nodded: "You have such an irrepressible temper, it's good to have these two people to pressure you. Otherwise, even if it takes ten years longer than others, you may not be able to achieve anything.
"Jia Cong smiled flatteringly.
Because Jia Cong started to lecture, he listened very carefully today. After the lecture was over, Daiyu looked at the big characters of the three of them again, feeling a little pity for their talents, and asked: "Isn't that Yao'er ready to go to school seriously?"
Jia Cong said: "I'm afraid it won't happen in the past two or three years." He will help my father move. "When he saves enough money to go to private school..." When my father empties the big warehouse, "He will definitely
He is going to school, so how can he be a bodyguard all his life? If one day he can go to high school," Jia Cong looked at her and smiled, "Sister, you will be Mr. Jinshi! So majestic."
Daiyu couldn't help but laugh: "How old am I, how can I become a Jinshi? It's just that I have little talent and little knowledge, and there is a little kid like you in the middle, so I'm afraid it will delay him. How much money can he get from studying in a private school? What are you doing now?
He is also a rich man, how about lending it to him for now?"
Jia Cong shook his head and said: "It's not just about money. It would be easier if it was just about money. Even though there are all kinds of inappropriate things in our mansion, it is still a prince's mansion after all."
Daiyu was a smart person, so she immediately understood that there must be a key to it, so she stopped talking. Finally, she reminded: "It's just that he must have a serious name."
Jia Cong suddenly said "Oh" and bowed to her: "Thank you sister for reminding me."
"That's all, go back, I'm going to see the third girl." Lin Daiyu stood up with Jia Huan's name on her sleeve.
Jia Cong quickly resigned in a sensible manner, and Daiyu came to Tanchun's house.
Tanchun happened to be sitting in front of the case reading a post from Mi Yuanzhang. Seeing her coming in with a smile on her face, Tanchun hurriedly gave way: "Sister Lin, sit down."
Daiyu pursed her lips and glanced at her a few times, then said, "Look at my disciple's calligraphy." Then she placed the big calligraphy sheet in front of Tanchun's case.
Tan Chun picked it up and looked at it, shaking his head repeatedly: "Why is it worse than before? You have been practicing for so long...it doesn't seem to be very similar to Cong'er's usual calligraphy?" Then he looked up at her suspiciously.
Daiyu smiled and said: "How long have you been practicing? It's only been a few months. I think it's pretty good. She's even more talented than Cong'er."
Tanchun understood immediately, looked at it carefully for a long time, nodded and said: "Sure enough, it has improved..." Before he could finish a word, he burst into tears.
Daiyu turned around and took a look. Inside the wicker basket on the kang was a pair of half-made boots. There was no need to ask whether they were for Jia Huan, because she teased: "I don't know where this young master came from, but he can command the household department."
The minister made shoes for him."
Tanchun wiped his tears with a handkerchief and said angrily: "Is Prime Minister Lin jealous? He went to ask the disciple who controls the court to bring a large cart quickly, with all kinds of boots, shoes and leather embroidered in all seasons.
I'll take your pick."
"Don't mention it," Daiyu sighed, "I don't have that kind of blessing. That big car was sent to my second sister's house next door, and all I left was nothing but a carload of discounts." The two of them talked about it.
Everybody laughs.
On the other side, Jia Cong ran back to his room and saw Yao'er practicing calligraphy at his desk. He couldn't help sighing: You can't read books without borrowing them, and you can't study hard without borrowing them.
Although Yao'er heard him come in, he didn't stop writing because he hadn't finished writing a word on his hand, and said "You're back?"
Jia Congyin tugged at his lapel and said: "Thankfully, Sister Lin reminded me today, Brother Yao'er, you will have to change your name to a better name in the future. You can't enter the Jinluan Hall and sing and sing and still be 'Jia Yao'er'."
How silly. Let Uncle Fourth pick one up."
After Yao'er finished writing, he carefully placed the pen on the pen holder and said with a wry smile: "My father doesn't know a few words. He was taught by the old general back then. Now he can barely read the accounts."
Suddenly, Jia Cong's mind flashed and he remembered a name. He smiled and said, "I thought of two words." He picked up his pen and wrote down the word "Weiss" and said, "Mr. Lin was talking about the Book of Songs before.
There is a sentence that says, 'It is necessary to maintain it, and it will last forever.' It means something gentle." He blinked, "It's just a suggestion, why not let others or my father give more suggestions, and finally the fourth uncle will make the decision.
stop."
Yao'er nodded, folded the piece of paper and stuffed it into his sleeve, and found an excuse to leave the house and go home. Jia Cong stretched his neck and waited until there was no one in the evening, and did not return until the next day.
It was probably rare to live at home these days, Yao'er felt refreshed, smiled and said to Jia Cong: "It happened that the master was at my father's place yesterday to discuss the horse business. My father said, the name you proposed
He is very good and knowledgeable. He is better than my uncles. Even the master said it is good. As of yesterday, my name will be Jarvis."
Jia Cong came up with the name as a prank, but he didn't want Jia Si to use it seriously. He wanted to laugh a little, but he was also a little embarrassed, but he could only pretend to be proud: "I thought it was pretty good, right?"
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Yao'er added: "My father said that in order to celebrate my fame, I want to have a good meal in the south of the city today. How about we go there at noon?"
Jia Cong cheered: "Is there any game? There must be!"
Yao'er smiled and said, "My father and Uncle Tian had already gone up the mountain when I came."
Jia Cong was so happy that he walked around the room for a long time, then ran to show off the incident to Lin Daiyu.
Daiyu was shocked! "That's unreasonable! How can a child come up with a name for his elder brother? You have so many ideas and you are not afraid of shortening your life!"
Jia Cong defended: "Is it just a draft... My fourth uncle thinks that my drafts are better than those of others."
Daiyu frowned and said, "I know you are always fooling around, but you have to have a sense of proportion when it comes to your nonsense. Why don't you change it soon?"
Jia Cong drooped the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry about it so much... It's not me who made the decision, not my fourth uncle. I just made a suggestion."
Daiyu glanced at him: "Who is the fourth uncle? Isn't Yao'er an orphan?"
Jia Cong was startled, then stretched out his finger and pressed it on his lips: "Shh~~"
Lin Daiyu looked at him for half a day, while Jia Cong puffed out his cheeks and remained silent. Finally he sighed: "That's all, what does it have to do with me." He leaned lazily on the floor.
Jia Cong leaned over and said quietly: "He was my father's former soldier..."
Daiyu waved her hand: "Don't tell me, I don't want to know."
Jia Cong lay next to her and acted pitiful: "Sister Lin, are you angry? In fact, there is a reason, I just can't say it."
Daiyu looked at him and sighed: "I think there is a reason. Everyone has their own difficulties, why bother to delve into it. You are still young, and your uncle is an unruly person. No one in Yao'er's family has ever thought about it.
It’s about books. There are some things that you don’t care about. It’s just...” She shook her head, “Even if it’s my uncle’s plan, that’s all.”
Jia Cong hurriedly said: "My father was there at the time, and he also said that my drawing was good, better than others."
Daiyu looked at him steadily: "Is uncle here?"
Only now did Jia Cong realize that Jia She's recommendation of the name he had chosen for Yao'er was probably not unintentional. He was very embarrassed and bowed his head in silence.
Daiyu saw his expression changing and nodded: "Cong'er, you are so smart. I think you guessed it. If he really wants to make progress, no one should know that you came up with the name. He should only think of him as his father."
Just take it. Otherwise..."
Jia Cong said hurriedly: "It's better to change it."
Daiyu sneered and said: "Fool, since his father has already agreed and his uncle is here, it is not easy to change." After thinking for a while, she added, "If you force yourself, you can still be regarded as his master and disciple. Although Mr. Xiao is young,
It’s a bit more. It’s fair enough.”
Jia Cong thought for a long time and said, "I know." He bowed to Daiyu and left.
Then he went back to his house to change his clothes, and went to the big house in the south of the city with Jia She, Wu Baozi and Yao'er. When the uncles and soldiers saw him, they praised him again, saying that he was well-named and very knowledgeable, and he would be great in the future.
Helping someone to get one. Jia Cong became increasingly embarrassed. After dealing with it for a long time, he quietly dragged Yao'er out and ran to a secluded place in the garden.
Yao'er was confused and just looked at him.
Jia Cong composed himself, took his hand and said: "Brother Yao'er, Mr. Lin just taught me a lesson. I'm too young. If I choose a name for you, it will limit your future in the future. It's better to change it quickly."
Yao'er wondered: "Why would it limit my future?"
Jia Cong said: "People will think, well... you know, 123 Romance Lan Xiang and their names were all given by me."
Yao'er said: "I know, but it's just a name. Their names are obviously not the same thing as mine."
Seeing that he didn't understand, Jia Cong was a little anxious: "Anyway, if others knew that I had come up with your name, they would think you are shorter than me!"
Yao'er smiled and said, "I'm obviously several heads taller than you." He stretched out his hand to touch the top of Jia Cong's head.
Jia Cong stamped his feet and said, "Oh, don't you understand? In this world, only the elders come up with names for the younger ones, or the masters come up with names for the slaves. How can a younger brother come up with a name for his elder brother? People will look down on you."
Yao'er touched his cerebellum and said: "Don't worry, just let them do whatever they want. I don't care about them. They have to be more capable than me to look down on me. People who are better than me look down on me, and that's right."
.People who are weaker than me look down on me, and I am too lazy to pay attention to them!"
Hearing the sound of "papapapa" applause, Gong Sanyi, who had been missing for half a month, slowly walked out from behind a big locust tree, accompanied by someone who happened to be on duty at the northwest corner gate of Rongguo Mansion.
Ge Liu.
Yaoer greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Gong!"
Jia Cong was stunned: "Brother Yao'er, do you recognize him?"
Yao'er said: "This Mr. Gong is a real estate and land man. He lives on the street outside. Recently, he has helped uncles and uncles buy a lot of properties. The homestead that Uncle Tian bought before was
He was the matchmaker. Do you remember the day we came to see this house? He even cleaned up the house for us."
Didn't Jia Cong remember? He turned his face and saluted: "Hello, Mr. Gong."
Gong Sanyi put his hands behind his hands and said with a smile: "I have been here many times, but this is the first time I see brother Jia San."
Jia Cong looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "I have been here many times, and this is the first time I see Mr. Gong San." He asked Ge Liu, "Is Uncle Liu planning to buy a house?"
Ge Liu smiled and said: "No need for now, it's good for my family to live here first. Mr. Gong is a good friend and has helped us a lot. He also fought in the south before and he can still read, so the fourth child invited him
Let's have a drink together. He said that our garden is very nice, better than anyone else's, and he wants to come and take a walk again. I had nothing to do, so I walked with him, and happened to overhear you two brothers whispering. We came first.
Yes, I didn’t mean to listen to you.”
Jia Cong said with a bitter face: "Sixth Uncle, please advise Fourth Uncle, is it possible to really let Brother Yaoer use the name I proposed? I am so talented, won't it mean that my life will be shortened?"
Ge Liucai smiled and was about to make fun of him. Gong Sanyi said first: "You're screwed now. What Yao'er just said was right. Pay no attention to them. There are countless idle people in the world, and there are no ones who only pick on others."
They have to pick out a few points, but they probably don't have much ability themselves. If Yao'er is incompetent, he can only care about these people's useless fame and idleness; but he is ambitious and willing to work hard, and his future fame will be yours.
There’s no way to know what’s going on above. Even if you step on him intentionally..."
Jia Cong jumped up and shouted: "I don't know how!"
Gong Sanyi smiled and said, "If you don't even know it, who do you think others are?"
Jia Cong thought about it, and it seemed to make sense, so he had to say: "That's all. It's just that Mr. Lin's reminder is right. Don't let outsiders know about this, especially don't publicize it. Why bother to give people the tongue to chew. Even if we ourselves
Not caring is not a pleasant thing."
Gong San also nodded: "This is very true. Don't spread it to outsiders."
After finishing this matter and looking up at the sun, it was about lunch time, so the four of them went back together.
Both Jia Cong and Gong Sanyi fell behind intentionally or unintentionally. Gong Sanyi quietly said to Jia Cong: "Your father and his father have a tacit understanding, and you juniors have nothing to do with this matter."
Jia Cong lowered his head and said, "It's all my fault. I'm just joining in the fun."
Gong Sanyi glanced at him: "You really don't want to accept Yao'er? He is really a talent."
Jia Cong said: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Since I don't want others to recognize me as the master, I don't want others to recognize me as the master. I like the feeling of equality - although it is just a dream in today's world, I just like it.
, it’s just comfortable.”
Gong San also stroked the top of his head and said nothing.
Jia Cong then ran a few steps quickly and went to the front to meet Yao'er. The old man Gong Sanyi walked even slower unknowingly. Seeing the first few people entering the yard first, he stood with his hands behind his back.
After staying in the wind for half a day, suddenly a murderous aura suddenly rose up all over his body, and he said coldly: "What will you do if a yellow robe appears on you?"