serious man in the red chamber

Chapter 272 The Wharf Storm 2
"Stop hitting! Stop hitting, ouch!"

The dock official was kicked to the ground.

"Hit, hit me hard!"

Looking at Xue Pan, Ma Yong and others who were knocked to the ground, Wu Qingbo roared with excitement.

On the side, two slaves from Wuqingbo's mansion tightly held the housekeeper of Zhongshun's mansion who was blushing in anxiety, not letting him go forward to persuade him.

The housekeeper of the Zhongshun Palace was impatient: "You don't want to stop! Are you really going to cause a big disaster for Uncle Wu Qing?" He shouted at Uncle Wu Qing: "Uncle Wu Qing, it is a felony to beat a court official in the street, regardless of the master or servant! He, the Uncle Wuqing Mansion is going to punish the Nine Clans!"

When he said this, Uncle Wu Qing became even more insane. He stepped forward, grabbed a stick, and then beat the Xue family boy who was guarding Xue Pan, shouting: "Zhu Jiu Clan? Lao Tzu's Nine Clans and the Queen Mother And the emperor!"

"Crazy! Crazy"

The dock official finally crawled out. At this time, the gauze cap on his head was gone, the official robe on his body was torn, his face was blue and purple, and there were several bloodstains from his fingers!
Hearing Uncle Wu Qing's words, his face turned pale with shock, and he murmured: "I'm going to die... I'm going to die" while stumbling towards the guard room of the Hedao Yamen.

In the distance, a middle-aged man dressed as a porter in the crowd of onlookers hurriedly said to a young man: "I'll watch here, you should go and report to Guanshi Ni!"

The young man nodded his head and got out of the crowd.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer servants around Xue Pan, the middle-aged man couldn't help it, and shouted to the dozen or so porters beside him: "Go!" After speaking, he rushed up, waving his pole.

A group of people rushed out like arrows, and immediately fought with Ding Haonu, the servant of Uncle Wuqing's mansion.

Before the people from Hedao Yamen arrived, Dongbianmen Wharf was already in chaos.
After returning from the imperial city, Jia Hu had nothing to do, so he took out the previous articles about military training and looked through them again. He remembered that Yang Dayong and others complained that military books were obscure and difficult to understand. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to write something. Things, of course, are not written books, but just written a booklet, which is easy to understand and can be carried with you.

"Crack!"

Jia Hu was sitting in front of the desk, writing quickly, when Lin Daiyu came in quietly, "What are you doing?"

"Write a book and talk about it." Jia Hu didn't lift his head, and was still writing quickly.

Lin Daiyu burst out laughing, "Nonsense again!"

Jia Hu was still writing: "Why?"

Lin Daiyu blinked her eyes a few times, and said: "The memorials you wrote are written in vernacular, and sometimes there are typos."

After Jia Hu finished writing a line, he said with a smile: "You don't understand that. The generals in the army basically haven't read much, and they don't understand the words of those saints at all. They can't understand my vernacular. I understand, and I can draw inferences from one instance to another.”

As he said that, he briefly said what Yang Dayong and others complained about the obscure art of war.

"Then I'll wait to read the masterpiece."

Lin Daiyu swayed to her and said with a smile, "Actually, you only need to write down the battles fought in the past two years and organize them into a book."

"How to say?"

"Leaving aside, let's take last year's entry into the pass to fight the rebellion as an example. In this battle, the tactics in Sun Tzu's Art of War were successfully interspersed and applied. As long as they can understand these thoroughly, they can be regarded as good generals."

"Really?"

Jia Hu was startled for a moment, then complacent: "I really have the demeanor of a famous general."

"Ah"

Lin Daiyu didn't bother to talk to him, so she went to the desk and sat down.

Gee.
Jia Hu scratched his head, lost in thought, put down his pen, and stopped writing.

"Hey, didn't you play dominoes with the old lady, why did you come here?"

"Bao girl and her sister are with her."

"Uh, why don't you accompany me?"

"It's not two years ago now. The old lady likes Baoqin now."

Lin Daiyu leaned on the back of the chair, looked at him and smiled, "I just sat down in the old lady's room, and Bao girl was serving tea and pouring water, asking for warmth, busy for a while."

After hearing this, Jia Hu didn't know how to respond.

Lin Daiyu changed the subject: "Although it's February, it's still cold in the morning and evening. Sister-in-law Zhu lives far away with her second sister and the others. It's fine when it's sunny, but it's difficult when it's windy and rainy. It's okay for others to say that your younger sister is taken care of by you." Spoiled. It happens that there are five big houses behind the gate of the back garden, and there are women who go to bed at night anyway, so pick two cooks and women to cook for the sister-in-law and the others alone.”

After a pause, "My side is near your small kitchen. Even if the sister-in-law and the others don't talk about it, those women and maids may not talk about it behind their backs after a long time."

Before the words were finished, Jia Hu rolled his eyes: "What are you talking about? What else is there to talk about?! You are the head of the Ningguo Mansion, and you don't give them anything they eat and wear!"

She snorted, and then said: "Whoever dares to gossip behind her back, no matter if she belongs to the Rong Mansion or ours, she will be given a [-]-point ban, kicked out, and never allowed to enter the mansion."

Hearing this, Lin Daiyu: "You, you. You became anxious just after saying a few words." Then, she took a deep look at Jia Hu, and said softly, "You need to change your temper, you can't do anything. If you involve me, you will lose your position. Don't worry, no one dares to arrange my behind the scenes."

Jia Hu nodded.

Lin Daiyu suddenly remembered: "Look at me, I was so busy talking and joking that I forgot about serious things. Your sister is promising. The lady who taught her painting earlier said that she can learn landscape painting now, and she is going to teach her how to draw figures."

Jia Hu was overjoyed: "Really?"

Lin Daiyu nodded: "The lady said that we need to re-prepare the painting items for the fourth girl."

Jia Hu waved his hand: "Just figure it out."

Lin Daiyu rolled her eyes: "Your sister said that her brother will prepare it for her."

Jia Hu looked at her with a smile: "That's fine. You give me the list, and I will go to the grocery store in person tomorrow morning."

Lin Daiyu smiled: "I said, you write."

"Row."

Jia Hu spread out a blank chapter, brushed the ink, looked at Lin Daiyu, and waited quietly for her to speak.

Lin Daiyu: "Two taels of ginger and half a catty of soy sauce."

Jia Hu tightened the pen in his hand, now it is in traditional characters, Jiang and Jiang have never used it, so they have never learned it.
Lin Daiyu: "Why don't you write it? I'm not joking with you, this thing is very useful."

Jia Hu raised his head slowly, mustered up his courage, and said to Lin Daiyu, "I don't know how to write about ginger and sauce."

Lin Daiyu was startled at first, then smiled.

Jia Hu blushed, and was about to speak.

Lin Daiyu stood up, walked to Jia Hu, suppressed a smile and said, "Get up, let me write."

Jia Hu smiled awkwardly, stepped aside, and handed the brush to Lin Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu smiled, picked up a pen and began to write on it, and with the stroke of the pen, her beautiful Zhong Wang Xiaokai appeared on the chapter.

At this time, Lin San walked in with a letter, and whispered to Jia Hu: "Second Master, this is a letter from Ni Er. It is said that the matter is very important, please open it immediately. "Speaking, handed over the letter.

Jia Hu took the letter, opened the seal and read it, and his face became gloomy.

After Lin Daiyu finished writing, she raised her head and asked Jia Hu, "What's wrong?"

Jia Hu threw the letter on the desk and said, "Xue Pan was beaten!"

Lin Daiyu was startled when she heard this, then burst out laughing, feeling bad again, she quickly covered her mouth, held back her laughter and said, "Why did you get beaten again?"

Lin San on the side also laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

Jia Hu turned his head to look at him, and then said to Lin Daiyu: "This is aimed at me, I will deal with it first. You will understand after reading this letter." After speaking, he strode out.

Lin San bowed to Lin Daiyu, and hurriedly followed.

Watching them go out, Lin Daiyu took the letter and read it. After reading only a few lines, her expression changed.
(End of this chapter)