The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 25
Xia Jin looked at Jia She meaningfully, "Master Jia is now in a good position. He receives the royal salary and does not have to do things for the emperor. He can enjoy himself at home every day. Xia is really envious!"

These words made Jia She's face turn red. It meant that Jia She only took money and did not do things for the emperor. The deeper meaning was that Jia She had not done anything for a long time and no longer knew what was going on outside. I understand the rules of how to behave.

Jia She was not afraid of embarrassment, but he was afraid of offending others, so he hurriedly apologized.

Xia Jin glanced at the sky outside, "It's getting late. When the snow falls, it will get dark early. It's time for Xia to say goodbye!"

Jia Cong said, "Boy, please send me a message, sir!"

Xia Jin nodded, said goodbye to Jia She, and led Jia Cong out. His voice came from outside the door, "Young Master Cong, please don't call me your lord anymore. If you don't mind, you can call me sir."

Jia She couldn't help but feel frightened. Did Xia Jin want to accept Jia Cong as his disciple?
Hearing the sound of the string and recognizing its elegant meaning, Jia Cong hurriedly said, "Mr. Cai's skill in teaching me just now is really brilliant. If you are willing to teach me, I will be grateful!"

The sound of "Sir" made Xia Jin's pores feel comfortable, "It's getting late today. If not, you can come with me. After we have completed the ceremony of master and disciple, we can have three drinks."

Jia Cong respectfully greeted Xia Jin as a disciple. Although he could not tell Xia Jin's background, he could tell from Xia Jin's long breathing and rock-steady lower body that this person must be an advanced martial artist.

And since this person is the commander of the Beijing Guard, he must be good at riding and shooting. It would be a blessing for him if he could get some advice from this person.

As for the person behind him, Jia Cong had no choice at this time.

He has received great favor from the other party, and he is still under his wing now. He is a three-foot-old child, and there is nothing worthy of the other party's calculations. If there is, the Jia family behind him, can the situation be worse than what is said in the book?

"Sir, there is no need to be sorry. There are still many days left. Students will be at home all the time these days and will not go to school for the time being. There is plenty of time."

"Why should I go to school? In my opinion, there is no need to go to school. You are the queen of the country and the son of a lord. You have practiced martial arts, riding and archery. Are you afraid that you will not be able to advance in the future?"

"Although students yearn for martial arts, riding and shooting, learning these can help them defend themselves and the country; but they still want to read more. After all, students now need to write poems to earn money."

"Hahaha, okay, I have ambition!" Xia Jin didn't know what he thought of. He stood on Taiji and lowered his eyes and said, "It's not a bad idea if you have this idea. After all, a martial artist cannot compare to those two-ranked Jinshi, Dingjia Origin. I won’t be free to be my master tomorrow. I’ll pick you up when I’m done with my busy schedule. Our master-disciple status has been established, and we cannot lack the etiquette. We still need to perform the apprenticeship ceremony that should be performed."

"Yes, disciple, don't worry!" Jia Cong bowed his hands and saw Xia Jin untying the reins on the stone lion and pulling over a black horse. The horse had a majestic body, steady limbs, and bright black eyes. Jia Cong I can't help but feel envious.

He thought that one day, he would also get a good horse like this, so that he could gallop and fly in the wind.

After seeing Xia Jin off, Jia Cong was in a very good mood after today's misfortune was completely resolved. When he entered through the black oil gate and passed Jia She's outer study, there were only servants guarding the door and no one else.

Jia Cong happily returned to the small room in the northeast corner. Aunt Zhong had just drank the medicine and was lying on the bed. She was completely relieved to see Jia Cong come back with his beard and tail intact.

"Did they make things difficult for you?"

"No!" Jia Cong pulled a thick quilt to cover Aunt Zhong, "No one will bully me anymore. Auntie, I am not the Jia Cong I used to be. If anyone still wants to bully me, they must think again." Give yourself a break." He was not the dead Jia Cong.

Aunt Zhong didn't think much. She touched the side of her son's face happily, and the strong maternal love rolled towards Jia Cong. He smiled stupidly, just like a real seven-year-old child, enjoying himself very much.

"Auntie is relieved. Auntie is really afraid that they will treat you badly. You are still young. But no matter what, you are a descendant of the Jia family."

But Jia Cong knew that this was not the case. If he hadn't had some support, with the skill of the Jia family, they would not have allowed a bastard to sit on their heads and shit.

Although Jia She promised to give Jia Cong and his son a small courtyard in the north to live in, there was no movement the next morning.

Jia Cong is not in a hurry. Jia She seems to be arrogant, but in fact, he is a fierce person with a soft heart.Since he had no idea in front of Xia Jin yesterday, he would never have the courage to break his promise.

Jia Cong planned to give him some time.

Jia She had no choice but to agree to Jia Cong's request to improve his housing yesterday. Afterwards, he was unwilling to do so in every possible way.

It's not that he couldn't bear to part with the small courtyard, it was empty anyway.

Just think about it, which father would be willing to be forced by his son to kneel down and kowtow?
Early in the morning, in the study, Jia She complained once and pretended to take a sword to kill Jia Cong. When his staff stopped him, he just went downhill and stopped.

Huai Xingchang comforted him and said, "Old man, please bear with me for now. At present, the world has only seen Brother Shi's poetic talent, but does not know his character. If that poem is printed, the world will know about it, too." I won’t stand on Brother Shi’s side anymore.”

Pu Zhichi was very upset when he saw that Huaixingchang had robbed him of his words again. Before Huaixingchang could finish his words, he hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Brother Shi took the opportunity earlier and was caught off guard, causing the world to misunderstand me. After some explanation, the world will understand that if I discipline my brother again in the future, I am afraid no one will say anything about it."

"Indeed, there are many houses in the old man's house, and there are no shortage of these two. Since I promised Mr. Xia, it would be inappropriate to break the promise. When asked again, it was difficult for the old man to explain. On the contrary, the misunderstanding became more and more serious. The deeper the knot.”

In this way, Jia She had to take the overall situation into consideration and ordered Zheng Haoshi to clean up the small yard and let Jia Cong and his son move in.

At noon, Aunt Zhong was in great spirits after taking a nap. When she received the news, she was frightened and asked Huaping to ask Zheng Haoshi what was going on.

So good, why should we give her a small yard?
Jia Cong stopped the painting screen and comforted Aunt Zhong, "Auntie, don't worry, it was my son who asked for it. After all, my son is a member of the Jia family, and he has never done anything harmful to nature. Is it possible that he shouldn't be treated like this?"

He added, "Aunt Zhao and Brother Huan over there also live in a separate small courtyard? And Aunt Zhou, who has no children, also lives peacefully in a small courtyard?"

When Aunt Zhong heard it, she realized that it was true, but she still felt that this matter was weird in every way.

　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)