The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 174 Dongfu Family Matters
Jia Cong came over quickly. When he entered the bright room, he saw a brand new mahogany and mother-of-pearl Arhat bed placed on the north side. The voice of talking came from the second room. When the maid at the door saw Jia Cong, she was about to After opening the curtain, Jia Cong said, "Tell Madam."

He heard the sound of outsiders inside, so he didn't go in. He walked to the Arhat's bed and sat down.

"Madam, grandma, girl, the Marquis is back."

As soon as Daiyu heard that Jia Cong was back, she hurriedly got up and came out, followed by Youshi and others.

After coming out of the bright room, Daiyu saw Jia Cong and looked at each other.

Jia Cong has changed out of his official robe and is wearing a plain Confucian shirt with a light blue background, a silk ribbon of the same color tied around his waist, and a Confucian scarf on his head. He is handsome and elegant. He is sitting on the Arhat bed and reaches out to her.

Daiyu glanced at him with her moist and clear eyes, but did not take his hand. Instead, she went around and sat on the other side of the Arhat's bed. Jia Cong then nodded to Youshi and Xichun, "Big Sister-in-law, fourth sister, sit down!"

Her doubtful eyes fell on Madam Zheng, and Daiyu introduced her from the side, "This is Yun'er's mother Zheng in the back porch. The Marquis is not around just now, so Sister-in-law Zheng is here to talk to us."

Only then did Jia Cong know who it was. Jia Yun was the character in the original work. In order to find something to do in Xifu, he asked his uncle to buy some spices on credit to ingratiate himself with Xifeng. Instead, he was scolded by his uncle and aunt.

Jia Yun was so angry that she met Drunken King Kong on the way home. Drunken King Ni Er shamelessly lent him 15 taels of silver with zero change. Jia Yun used it to buy some borneol, musk and the like. He fell in love with Xifeng and got a job in charge of planting flowers and grass in the Grand View Garden.

Because of this, he was able to enter and leave the Grand View Garden, and Jia Yun had the opportunity to make eye contact with Baoyu's maid Hongyu.

Jia Cong raised his hand and said, "Fifth sister-in-law, please sit down!"

Mrs. Zheng quickly looked at Jia Cong. They were from the Rongguo Mansion, but the lady in charge there never looked at her seriously. If she wanted to curry favor, she didn't have the capital, unlike Qin. Damn it, the family is supported by a man, and she still has a lot of money in her hands. Anyway, she can make two if she loses one. Her man has died a long time ago, and the family is impoverished, so they can only rely on the clan for some financial support.

I went there twice, but I didn’t even see Second Mistress Lian’s face. She was kicked out like a beggar. She was only halfway down the road. I thought that the patriarch is also from the Rong family, so why not come here to meet her? luck.

I only knew that the patriarch was adopted by the third master of the eldest family in Rong Mansion. I never thought that he was so young!

"Master Marquis, to tell you the truth, I came here to beat the autumn wind!" Zheng said with a smile. The patriarch's eyes were as if they were mixed with ice. When he looked at people, the two lights seemed to cut their necks. .

Zheng's heart was pounding, and she spoke bluntly, but also felt a little embarrassed, "Your nephew Yun'er is not young now. He is already in his twenties. The marriage has not been settled yet, and there is not even an acre at home." After raising him so big, I have no choice now. I first begged to go to the big room, but who knows, I didn’t even see my sister-in-law there. Seeing that life couldn’t go on, I had to beg. Come to the clan leader."

Daiyu looked at Jia Cong and said, "Just now, the fifth sister-in-law also said the same thing. I was thinking that Yun'er is also your nephew, so I asked him to wait for me to come over. You can examine him and see if there is anyone suitable." What's the matter? The children are getting older, and they can't just sit around at home all the time. They also need some experience. "

Jia Cong was holding the tea cup and taking a sip of tea. Hearing these words, he almost spit out and choked. When Daiyu saw it, she was frightened and quickly took the tea bowl from his hand and put it on the table, wanting to get up and serve him. Patting her on the back, Jia Cong shook her hand, took the handkerchief with the other hand, and wiped her face.

"Why are you laughing?" Daiyu asked coquettishly.

Jia Cong was amused when he heard her say "children". After all, it was hard to say it in front of people outside. He looked at the confused fifth sister-in-law and said, "Madam, what you said makes sense. Since Madam agrees, Fifth sister-in-law can ask Yun'er to come over and see me, but it won't happen today!"

Mrs. Zheng was very disappointed when she heard this. The last time she went to Xifu to ask for Xifeng, they also said that the second mistress was not free today and would come back another day. When she went today, they used the same words against her again.

Is it possible that the same is true here in Dongfu?
Jia Cong looked at Daiyu and said, "His Majesty just now made a decree. I have to go out for something. Go and help me pack some luggage!"

The Three Thousand Battalion is still at the Beijing camp, and Wang Ziteng may not be willing to give it. He has to go there in person. In this case, the soldiers who want to come over may not be easy to use, but Emperor Taiqi doesn't know. It's not enough if he doesn't take them out. Going out can’t be a burden.

Daiyu's heart trembled when she heard that he finally came back. His eyes showed reluctance and affection, and his peach petal-like lips trembled slightly, "Where are you going again?"

"Something happened in the border town of Ningxia. I have to go over there to deal with it. It's not a big deal. I'll definitely be back in as little as a month or as much as two months."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zheng no longer felt resentful. Just as Mrs. You was about to ask Mrs. Zheng and Xichun to leave together, Jia Cong said, "If the family is really in trouble, let Jia Yun go to Jia Ping and let him make arrangements." He can do some work and receive two taels of silver a month. In the long run, he should decide whether to take the imperial examination or join the army and wait until I come back."

When Mrs. Zheng heard this, Jia Cong was sincerely thinking about Yun'er and felt happy. "The patriarch is out on business, please take care of yourself. I'll go back and tell Yun'er right now so that he can think about it."

Xichun stepped forward and looked at Jia Cong with a pair of exquisite eyes, "Brother Cong, will it be dangerous for you to go to Ningxia for business?"

"What danger could there be?" Jia Cong looked at the sister who was nominally Jia Jing's daughter, but was actually Jia She's daughter, with soft eyes and a smile on her lips. He raised his hand and rubbed her little head, "Don't think wildly. Now, are you still painting?"

Xichun didn't expect that Brother Cong knew that she liked to draw, and her big bright eyes were full of smiles, shining brightly, "It's just random drawings."

Jia Cong said, "I'll help you find a painter later to teach you well. If you like it, I'll put in more work. I won't say in the future, we will have a female painter in our family."

Xichun was a little embarrassed at being told that. She lowered her head and twisted her hands together, "I'm just a naughty boy."

"The easiest way to achieve success is to do naughty things. I remember the second sister likes to play chess, the third sister likes calligraphy, and the fourth sister likes painting. Everyone has something they like to do, which is also a good thing. You guys In the boudoir, you usually don’t go out and are at home all day long. If you can do something you like to do to entertain yourself and pass the time, that’s also good.”

At this point, Jia Cong's heart moved and he said, "If you feel bored and panic, you might as well bring over the second sister and the third sister to play with you. I will ask your sister-in-law to clean up a yard and live together, and we will have someone to accompany you in the morning and evening." Son."

Ningguo Mansion is no more observant of filial piety than before, and it is inconvenient to communicate with outsiders. Now that the period of filial piety has passed, there are no taboos on communication.

When Xichun heard this, she became happy, her big black and white eyes were shining brightly, and she said happily, "Then I will post a message to the second sister and the third sister to invite them over."

"Well, let's go!" Jia Cong's peach blossom eyes were full of doting. Compared to him, the fate of the little sister Xichun was undoubtedly more miserable. In the original work, she said something about the Golden Yuanyang, "The old lady yesterday My son also said that he is better than us." In Jia Mu's eyes, Jin Yuanyang is better and considerate than all of them as granddaughters.

Although Xichun grew up with Jia Mu, due to her awkward status, she didn't get much attention, not even Yingchun.

Tanchun is a little better. It is Baoyu who is really favored by Jiamu. In the original novel, it seems that Daiyu is also favored by Jiamu, but in fact, what is going on inside can be seen from the section where Daiyu dare not eat bird's nest. Come.

In the original novel, several sisters in the house died tragically in Yingchun, married in distant places in Tanchun, and became a monk in Xichun. The ending was so sad and unbearable.

Xichun took two steps outside. Youshi laughed and said, "Girls don't walk very well."

He said reproachful words, but his tone was also extremely doting.

Xichun turned around and smiled, then ran towards Jia Cong, "Brother Cong, the yard next to me is closer to me and bigger. Why not just clean up that yard? If the second sister and the third sister are willing to stay here, If we spend the night together, they can live in that courtyard, okay?"

"Well, you can make the decision!" Jia Cong said, "If you don't understand anything, just discuss it with your elder sister-in-law and your sister-in-law and ask them for their opinions."

"I know!"In this life, the easiest thing to be satisfied with and the most fulfilling thing is probably that I have the final say in my life.

In the original work, the girls in the Grand View Garden appear to be dressed in brocade and satin, with jade and gold shields, but in reality, who can make the decision for their own life?It seems that there are a lot of slaves, but in private, they are controlled by the nuns around them. They can't even treat themselves as a home in their own boudoir, let alone major life events such as marriage.

Girls should still have a sense of independence. Just listen to what their father says when they marry and obey their husband. They should also have a sense of fighting for their own destiny.

Jia Cong deliberately said this to Xichun, hoping that the little sister would have a stronger mind and not have the thought of abandoning the world when she saw the misfortune.

Jia Cong entered the suite and saw Daiyu instructing Zicuckoo to pack his clothes. There were piles of clothes inside and outside. Jia Cong walked over and took a look, helped Daiyu's shoulders and said with a smile, "You should I’m going for a sightseeing tour, and I can still drive a carriage and take a few servants with me. How can I do it conveniently with so many things?”

Zicuckoo's hand paused, and she looked towards the two mistresses. Seeing that Jia Cong had already habitually held Daiyu in his arms, she couldn't help but blush with embarrassment, remembering the noises and movements she heard from inside last night, Really couldn't stay any longer, so he quickly got up and went out, closing the door behind him.

"Are you causing trouble again?" Daiyu pushed Jia Cong gently angrily. Jia Cong sat down on the edge of the big bed, picked up Daiyu and put it on his lap, "I want to go on an expedition, so whatever. Just pick out a couple of clothes, you don’t need so many.”

"Going to war? You just came back!" Daiyu's eyes were filled with concern under her eyebrows. Her slender hands touched Jia Cong's resolute face, and she wanted to follow him. idea.

In the past year, she had suffered enough lovesickness. The two people she had been with day and night suddenly left her companion. She didn't feel it at first, but then the lovesickness day after day seemed to be suffering.

"I won't be gone for long this time!" Jia Cong lowered his head, took her delicate lips like peach blossoms and apricots into his mouth, and exhaled, "I'll be back soon."

This time, the main purpose is to get three thousand battalions. Even if there are some old, weak, sick and disabled in them, it doesn't matter. All he wants is a number. With proper training, they can reproduce the war strength of the Duoyan Three Guards. In such an era of cold weapons, they will undoubtedly be a powerful force.

Feeling that the delicate body of the person in his arms had collapsed into water, and hearing her slight gasp, Jia Cong held her in his arms with one hand, held the back of her head with the other hand, and leaned down.

Daiyu's hands climbed up to Jia Cong's shoulders unconsciously, her eyes were wet with moisture, and two teardrops hung in the corners of her eyes, as delicate and tender as morning dew rolling between the stamens of a flower.

"Well, I just won't touch you." Jia Cong kept pointing his fingers and talking to her, "Just now, I told the fourth sister that I could invite the second sister and the third sister to come over and play. If you want, you can stay longer. One day, I want you to clean up a courtyard for them."

Daiyu moved with some discomfort, her waist was tight, and she tightly grasped Jia Cong's clothes with both hands, her voice was broken, "If the fourth sister goes to invite me, I'm afraid... the old lady won't... let them come over."

"Not necessarily!" Jia Cong smiled brightly, "If you want them to come over and play, just go and invite them."

The old lady is now bent on repairing the relationship with him, but he has always shown a non-confrontational attitude. The old lady is thinking of no solution, saying that she cannot let the second sister and the third sister be the breakthrough point. If Daiyu and the fourth sister go to invite them, they must be there. Desperately.

"Brother Cong..."

"Why do you still call me Brother Cong? You call me like that in front of outsiders. As long as the two of us are together, shouldn't you change your name?" Jia Cong was nose to nose with her, Daiyu said with a smile. The shyness in his eyes was right in front of him, making Jia Cong couldn't help but breathe a little heavier.

"I, I don't know...what to call me!" Daiyu turned her face away, but felt two pieces of warmth coming from her earlobes. She was sucked in suddenly and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Call me husband, or husband?"

"Husband, husband!"

The sound of squeaking came, and in the next room, Zicuckoo's face was covered with red clouds, her back was pressed against the wall, her legs were close together, her whole body was trembling slightly, a heat came from underneath her body, and she was trembling all over, as if in a dream After waking up for a while, he stood up with difficulty holding on to the wall.

Jia Cong put Daiyu on the big bed and waited for her to slowly relax. When he came out of the suite, his nose moved and he smelled a strange smell in the room, a faint fishy smell of sea water. He couldn't help but look at Zicuckoo, who lowered his head. He stood there, biting his delicate lips, his cheeks were as bright as fire, and he didn't dare to look at anyone at all.

"Go in and serve the lady!"

"Yes!" Zicuckoo was relieved and hurriedly walked towards the inner room. She saw Daiyu leaning on the bed. Her clothes were messy, her hair was disheveled, her hairpins were scattered on her feet, and her eyes were exposed under her smokey eyebrows. The spring charm has not dissipated, her cheeks are as soft as snow, like the first bloom of a begonia, delicate pink and fragrant, and her lips are unstained and red, slightly swollen. Seeing the rhododendron coming in, she becomes a little more shy, but then she thinks about it, after all, she is not the same However, after a few rounds, he will definitely need Zijuan to help him in the future.

Nowadays, he is still young, and his father has repeatedly warned him not to consummate the marriage with him until he is a hairpin. He is proud of himself, but he can't hold on like this. If he hurts his body, it is better to let Zijuan serve him first. In the future?
"You help me get up and take a bath!" Daiyu stood up and smelled a familiar smell on Zicuckoo's body. She couldn't help but raise her eyes and looked towards her. Seeing Zicuckoo's cheeks turn red, she spat at her, "Little hoof. You just weren’t..."

Zijuan was ashamed, but she relied on her own son to serve Daiyu. Although they were master and servant in public, in private they were just like sisters. She said harshly, "You two have done some shameful things in there." , people can’t avoid it outside, is it possible that they can’t even listen to it?”

Daiyu's green onion-like fingers poked Zijuan's forehead lightly, "You're not ashamed, but you're getting more and more embarrassed! You are four or five years older than me, and you are already past the age of hairpins. I looked at him I treat you better than I treat Qingwen, so I have no plans to let you go. When he comes back, I will talk to him, and you can step in for me in a pinch."

Zijuan became more and more ashamed, and her voice was like a gnat, "Why did you say these things, girl? How can we stand in front of the Marquis?"

Zicuckoo was so anxious that she even confused her names.

Daiyu laughed, her legs still trembling, and with the help of Zijuan, she went down to the ear room, "Yinglian and Qingwen went to the front yard to serve him. When he comes to my place, you also come closer to serve him. Let's talk about this later." , I’ll talk to him too.”

Zicuckoo lowered her head, her shrewd bright eyes filled with joy, her lips pursed slightly, and the corners of her lips turned up, even if she couldn't press them down.

She was sent to Daiyu by Jia's mother, and her fate was actually destined to be a dowry girl. When Daiyu passed by, she would be the girl to marry him. It was only a matter of time.

Just like in Jia Lian's room, Jia Lian and Xifeng were doing things, and Ping'er was waiting on the side. When the work was done, Ping'er took out the big copper basin and asked Feng'er to scoop water into it.

In the ear room, hot soup has been prepared, the huge bathtub is covered with smoke, and the fragrant flower petals are floating on the water. The water ripples slightly, and the petals are floating gently like a boat.

Daiyu's black hair is pulled up, revealing a swan-like neck. Her smooth jade-like shoulders and back are slightly childish, revealing a bit of the youthfulness of a little girl. Her skin is about to break, and her butterfly bones are picturesque, lingering in the mist. In the middle, looming.

She gently picked up a handful of water, and the water beads slid down her neck, swirled around the delicate collarbone, then slid down again, hit the top of the beautiful peak, and hit the water.

Jia Cong came to the front yard. The generals who had just been here to take orders had already taken their orders and left. They had not returned to the government for many years. Jia Ping brought several boxes of account books and came to report what happened in the government over the past few years.

"Put these account books away for now. I will go on an expedition tomorrow. By the way, the fifth sister-in-law in the back porch came to see my wife today, saying that it was because of Jia Yun's lack of livelihood. Go back and count the children and young people in the clan. , how many are there in total, what are they doing, and what is the business situation of each family? Make a statistics. I will consider this matter when I come back. "

In fact, Jia Cong has already made a plan in his mind. At present, he is still relatively young, has no deep foundation, and has no one in his pocket. If he wants to develop, he must be loyal. No one whose interests are tied to him is willing to do anything. Under the premise that he is the one who will die, his clansmen are undoubtedly the best choice.

Moreover, he was at odds with the Rongguo Mansion. If he wanted to gain great righteousness, his clan's recognition was crucial. From ancient times to the present, many people who betrayed their relatives and left their relatives were not tolerated by the world, so it was necessary to win over the people of the Jia clan.

As the leader of the clan, this is also his unshirkable responsibility.

(End of this chapter)