The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 41 The Beauty on Moshang
Xifeng howled twice, and sent her mother-in-law to watch what was going on here. As soon as she heard that Jia She was going to have a fight with Jia Cong, the old lady knew about it and hurried over.

Jia She stopped in a hurry and turned around to go out. He saw Xifeng and Mrs. Wang supporting the old lady from one side to the other. The old lady walked in a hurry and shouted, "You disobedient evildoer will really piss me off." !”

"Old lady, why are you here? It's such a snowy day. If something happens to you, you should just call your son in and give me instructions!"

"Are you talking to me? I want to give you something, but I have never raised a good son in my life. Who do you want me to give you?"

Jia She knelt down in front of his old mother, "If my mother says this, how can my son have any face?"

The old lady panted for a while and said sternly, "What did I tell you yesterday? Did you even listen to half of a word? You beat and kill all day long, and you don't let anyone have a good day!"

"Mother, my purpose was to teach my son a lesson. Now he doesn't take his elders seriously and has brought shame to the family. Are we going to have to watch him rebel in the future before we teach him a lesson?"

"You said you taught your son a lesson. How did your father teach you back then? Have you forgotten all about it?" The old lady asked and tears rolled down Jia She's face.

"Mother, in this case, from now on, as long as your son doesn't discipline him!"

"You don't have to say such arrogant words to me. If you want to beat your son, you can beat him to death. I can't care about it, and I save a lot of monthly money. I also know that you can't see me. This mother is disgusting with me, and I shouldn’t come to you!"

With that said, the old lady turned around and left. How dare Jia She take two steps on her knees and hugged the old lady, "Mother, if you say this, how can your son have a foothold?"

"You clearly want us to have no place to stand!" The old lady glanced sharply at Mrs. I have found an opportunity. Today it is for a few hundred taels of silver. What will it be for tomorrow? You are all in your 50s and [-]s. A father is unkind and a son is unfilial. If I close my eyes, I will not know anything. But I won’t die!"

"Mother, Jia She is unfilial!"

The old lady sighed, with tears in her eyes, shook her head, and walked out the door, "Let's go, let's go, I don't have to bore him!"

After seeing the old lady off, Mrs. Xing asked, "Master, is it possible that this matter was abandoned halfway?"

Jia She looked at her coldly, "Since you don't want money to pass through your hands, from today on, just put your hands down on this matter of housekeeping!"

Mrs.

"More than 700 taels of silver, but you haven't come up with it until now. From the beginning to the end, this matter was all caused by you. A mother is unkind and her son is unfilial. If this family is put into your hands, sooner or later, you will bring disaster upon it." Come on!" Jia She transferred his anger to Mrs. Xing.

"Master, I have always prepared this money. If you don't give it to me, I will never dare to give it to you! Which family's child has such a big temper? If he is like this now, he will still get it in the future!"

"You don't have to tell me this. After all, I didn't grow it in your belly!" Jia She asked Mrs. Xing to take out the silver and send it to Jia Cong quickly.

Not long after, Xia Jin came, picked up Jia Cong and walked out. Jia She wanted to stop him and say a few words, but Xia Jin didn't give him any face.

After arriving at the black gate, watching their car drive away, Jia She's heart hung in the air, refusing to let go.

There was a brazier in the carriage, which was very warm. A small red clay stove was spraying tea, and the aroma was lingering.

"Master, why didn't you ride a horse today?" "Isn't it because I'm afraid of freezing your little body? I've already said that we have to have a ceremony between master and apprentice. I rented a small yard on Qianbian East Street the day before yesterday. From now on I moved out from the palace and lived there. You come to my place every day after school, and you start learning the real things from riding and shooting."

"Yes!"

After exiting Ningrong Street, there is Cross Street to the right, and East Street to the left. After passing two or three gates, we arrive at an inconspicuous small courtyard.

The carriage stopped in front of the Chuihua Gate. As soon as Jia Cong got out of the car, a young man about ten years old wearing a hairpin sleeve and wearing arrow sleeves rushed over. He stood in front of Jia Cong and looked him up and down.

"This is your senior sister...brother, my name is Xian Ning!" Xia Jin introduced the two of them awkwardly.

"Jia Cong has met senior brother!" Jia Cong bowed and saluted. When he stood up, he saw the piercings on the left and right earlobes of the young master and couldn't help but smile clearly.

Seeing that she was about the same height as himself, it was obvious who the cloak belonged to.

Jia Cong clenched his fists, with thousands of emotions welling up in his heart, but the expression on his face remained the same.

"Why are you laughing? Am I ugly?" Xian Ning touched his face.

Jia Cong shook his head, "Senior brother's icy flesh and jade bones, willow eyebrows and starry eyes, remind me of a poem!"

What girl doesn't like to hear compliments about herself? Xian Ning has never heard a man praise her like this. She comes from a noble family, who dares to be so rude to her?
If Jia Cong hadn't been the one she took a liking to, and he was a seven-year-old child with unparalleled intelligence, she would have been angry if he dared to say that to her.

"What poem? Tell it and let me listen!" Excited, Xian Ning took Jia Cong's hand.

"People from Moshang are like jade!"

"Moshang is like jade!" Xian Ning listened and savored her beauty carefully. No pen and ink can describe her beauty. Whether it is eyebrows, eyes, beautiful nose and delicate lips, she has the delicacy and softness of a woman from the south of the Yangtze River and the beauty of a northern country. The woman is open-minded and heroic, her hands are as delicate as jade, and light makeup is better than ordinary makeup. Just for a moment, she smiles, and it is like the return of spring, with hundreds of flowers blooming, and she is extremely beautiful.

"Junior brother, people say that Zijian is as talented as eight Dou. I think he has to step aside from now on. Junior brother, you are the most talented!"

"That's ridiculous!" Jia Cong smiled ashamedly, then turned to hold Xian Ning's hand.

"Ahem!" Seeing this, Xia Jin took a deep look at Jia Cong, but Jia Cong just pretended not to see it.

"Finally, I have someone to accompany me to practice martial arts and study. I heard Master Xia say that you have some skills. Is it possible that you have had someone as your teacher before? What kind of skills have you learned?"

"I have a small body and weak bones. My aunt was afraid that I wouldn't be able to support myself, so she taught me some fitness exercises."

"What kind of fitness technique is it? Show it to me!" Xian Ning is full of liveliness. Her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows are like picturesque, her clear eyes are as black as paint, and her nose is gentle and soft. Her lips are unstained and red, just like the begonias that fill the sky in February, bright and beautiful.

"Yes, senior sister...brother!" Jia Cong's hand was caught by Xian Ning. The girl's hand was different from the boy's. It was really weak and boneless, so soft that it reminded him of the food he had eaten in his previous life. Snow Mei Niang's fingers are as green as green onions and extremely slender.

　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)