Who asked Si Ding, the eldest son of the King of Chu, to send the message? This guy didn't say.
Jia Cong had no intention of asking, he just had an idea.
"It seems that my two books have caused a lot of trouble!"
Having said that, there was no strange color on his face, and it was obvious that this was not what he was thinking.
"Only you know this!"
Si Dingzhi rolled his eyes and said with a smile: ""The Richest Man in the World" deceived Yangzhou salt merchants so much, "Kaifeng God Catcher: The Legend of Wuyou Cave" deceived my loyal and obedient uncle Wang so much that he didn't even dare to go out. This threat is terrible.
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"You can't say that!"
Jia Cong had different opinions and said angrily: "If they don't have problems themselves, my two books will be useless even if they are brilliantly written!"
"Here's the key!"
Si Ding's face was serious and he said solemnly: "Who in this world has never done something bad? Once it is exposed and called upon by outsiders, it will be really miserable!"
"Hey, I'm still young, so I've never done anything wrong. Don't blame others for their innocence!"
Jia Cong smiled and said, "I am an innocent person".
Si Ding almost breathed out his breath, finally having a personal experience of Jia Cong's 'shamelessness'.
"Without further ado, what did your kid do in Ping'an Prefecture? Do you think you can hide it from others?"
"When did I want to hide it? Didn't I just deal with a wave of bandits? Did I do something wrong?"
"Later, did you have a fight with a small group of prairie wolves that lurked in?"
"To call it a fight is too exaggerated. These grassland aliens were unlucky enough to kneel down in front of me. I just took advantage of them!"
"I don't understand. How can you get so many bargains?"
"It only means that I have good character and good luck. Otherwise, why wouldn't such a good thing fall into the hands of others?"
"What's going on with the coal mine in the cloud? Aren't you just rubbing salt into Uncle Zhongshun's wounds?"
"I disagree with this. Prince Zhongshun took the initiative to sell the coal mine, and I took the initiative to buy the coal mine. It was just a normal transaction. Could it be that I bought the wrong thing?"
"You know whether you bought the right thing or not, but I heard that Uncle Zhongshun Wang is in a bad mood, so you have to be careful!"
"Tsk, it seems I have to write a book about "The Stingy Prince"..."
"Come on, if I really offend Uncle Zhongshun Wang, I'm afraid even the Rongguo Mansion won't be able to handle it!"
"You're joking, don't take it seriously!"
"Stop talking nonsense to you kid, what are your plans for the future?"
Seeing Si Ding's serious expression, Jia Cong also stopped joking and said leisurely: "I am only eleven this year, what plans can I have?"
Si Ding came to his senses, looked up and down at Jia Cong, who seemed to be taller and stronger than before he left the capital, and sighed: "If you don't tell me, who will think you are an eleven-year-old boy?"
"As long as I know it in my own mind!"
Shrugging his shoulders, Jia Cong said nonchalantly: "What can you do at such a young age? It's better to study and practice martial arts honestly, and write a few books that don't attract so much attention!"
"Do you still want to write?"
Si Ding was surprised and said: "You're really in trouble with me. I wonder if many people are paying special attention to your kid now?"
"It's just pure. The Three Heroes and Five Righteousnesses, as well as the Kaifeng Mansion's case settlement, can only be extended a little further, such as the story of the White-Eyebrowed Hero, the descendant of the Five Rats. There are many folklores!"
Before Si Ding could speak, he smiled and said, "I'll let the bookstore clerk and the restaurant storyteller have food!"
"If it's just a normal folk tale, just like the story of the Three Kingdoms, then it won't be a problem!"
Si Ding became interested and said with a smile: "As for studying and practicing martial arts, do you think you want to take the imperial examination and become an official?"
Rolling his eyes, Jia Cong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not like you don't know what's going on in the Rongguo Mansion. Before Brother Bao comes forward, I'd better keep a low profile!"
Hearing this, Si Ding's face flashed with anger, but he quickly calmed down, shook his head and sighed: "Rongguo Mansion is also weird, leaving a promising disciple like you alone without cultivating it, and putting all your energy and hope on that person.
Isn't Jia Baoyu afraid that the bamboo basket will be empty?"
Jia Cong just smiled and said nothing. This was really hard for him, a young man from the Rongguo Mansion, to accept.
"Well, since you know it already, I won't bother to worry about it!"
Si Ding was also helpless. He changed the subject and said with a smile: "When the manuscript of your new book comes out, you have to let me have a sneak peek!"
"no problem!"
Jia Cong readily agreed, just to review it first. He really didn't play any tricks this time and there would be no problems.
After meeting Si Ding, his life returned to its original track.
Morning exercises every morning, then taking the little maid to the main hall for dinner, and then going to school with Huan San.
Ethnology is still the same, but it has been completely controlled by the younger brothers Jia Yun and Jia Fang. They show up and turn around and leave, taking away a bunch of motivated younger brothers.
When he arrived at the book club that was deliberately separated from the Huiyou Bookstore, Jia Cong spent some time instructing his younger brother on his homework and assigning targeted homework.
Then, he would be busy with his own affairs, reading some leisure books or writing a new outline. At noon, he would go back to the General's Mansion to have a meal, or he would eat his little brother Xue Pan, a big dog.
The afternoon was the same as the morning. In the evening, I returned to the main hall of the General's Mansion to have dinner. After returning to the small courtyard where I lived, it was time to exercise and listen to miscellaneous books in the evening.
Deliberately meditate for half an hour before going to bed, then clear your mind and go to sleep.
Day by day passed like this, and the days were calm and without any disturbance.
until……
On this day, Lian Er suddenly sent a servant to treat him to a meal in the small courtyard where he and Feng Lazi lived. It was considered a more formal private banquet.
Jia Cong came to the door on time, and after greeting Feng Lazi and Heping'er, he came up to Lian Er and said with a smile, "What a good day today is. Brother Lian Er has the time to treat me, an idler, to dinner?"
It can be seen that whether it is Lian Er, Feng Lazi, or Ping'er who is waiting next to him, his face is full of joy.
Even their daughter, eldest sister, was put on the couch and allowed to play, and she felt very happy after being teased from time to time.
Jia Cong looked at the eldest sister carefully. She was pretty for her young age, and her body was quite strong. It was obvious that Feng Lazi and Ping'er had taken good care of her.
While joking with Lian Er, he made faces to tease the eldest sister. He even picked up the eldest sister, who was only two or three years old, while Feng Lazi and Lian Er looked at him in surprise, making the little girl giggle.
Obviously, adhering to the rules of the so-called wealthy family, the eldest sister had never enjoyed such fun before. She clapped her hands and giggled from time to time. Seeing this, Lian Er and his wife did not stop them, but their faces became more sincere.
"Haha, third brother, I don't know, but my latest appointment has been received!"
Lian Er was a little jealous when he saw it. After Jia Cong and the eldest sister played around for a while, he couldn't wait to accept the eldest sister's teasing and told the whole story calmly.
"Oh, it seems that Second Brother Lian has been promoted to the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture at this time, which is really gratifying and congratulatory!"
Jia Cong was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing, and he smiled and held his hands in congratulations.
The smile on Lian Er's face became even bigger, obviously he was quite satisfied with the current situation.
"He's just a fourth-grade official, so he's so arrogant!"
Although Feng Lazi said she didn't care, her radiant smile showed that she was in a good mood at this time.
Of course, Feng Lazi, who has always wanted to be strong, did not forget to add a few words even at this moment.
"Compared to my uncle, it's far worse!"
This was a bit unpleasant to hear, but fortunately Lian Er was in a happy mood and ignored Feng Lazi's 'unintentional mistake'.
After the eldest sister got tired of playing and asked Ping'er to place her properly, the banquet was also set and Lian Er invited Jia Cong to the banquet.
The dishes on the table are exquisite and delicious. They are all famous delicacies of Rongguo Mansion. They are no worse than those of famous restaurants in the capital, and are even a few points better.
As for the wine, Lian Er also knew Jia Cong's temper. He didn't know where to get a few bottles of top-quality fruit wine. The alcohol was not high but it still had some flavor.
Obviously, Lian Er and Feng Lazi must have put a lot of thought into this banquet where Jia Cong was invited alone.
Of course, Feng Lazi's enthusiastic attitude was a little more perfunctory, and he obviously didn't take Jia Cong, his concubine brother-in-law, to heart.
Jia Cong doesn't care. He has a good relationship with Lian Er. It can be said that they have such an alliance of interests. At least Lian Er will not burn bridges without thinking.
This is indeed the case, Lian Er's attitude has always been very enthusiastic, but he knows that Jia Cong, his concubine, is extraordinary, and he may have to ask for help in the future.
The banquet was a feast for both the guests and the host without any drama.
After the meal, while enjoying tea, while Feng Lazi was away, Jia Cong asked curiously: "Second brother Lian, why is there no sign from the mansion about your promotion to the fourth rank Shuntian Prime Minister? At least we need to invite a bar."
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By the way, the old lady is very lively, and there are almost no banquets in the house. There is a small banquet every three days and a big banquet every five days. The skill of the cook in Rongguo Mansion is honed under such circumstances.
The old lady also likes luxury. Whenever she has an idea for something good, she will spread invitations everywhere and invite the female family members of the four princes and eight princes to come to her house to show off the luxurious life of Rongguo Mansion.
Ordinarily, it would be a good thing for Rongguo Mansion that Shuntianfu Cheng, who was promoted to the fourth rank in the chain, would at least have a big banquet and make it lively.
But the strange thing is that Jia Cong has not heard much about this, which is inconsistent with the situation of the Grand Sieve of Rongguo Mansion.
Ahem...
Obviously, Jia Cong's question hit Lian Er's lungs. The guy's originally smiling face showed a deep gloom. In a flash, he recovered and said helplessly: "The old lady said that I am young and young. Fuck, I have gone too far."
It’s not a good thing, I think it’s better to keep a low profile!”
As he said that, there was a touch of anger on Junxiu's face, and he lowered his voice and said angrily: "Aren't you just afraid of hurting the second uncle's self-esteem..."