The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 5 Two swallows on the beam
Jia Zheng's hand holding the tea cup shook, and the tea bowl fell on the table with a clanking sound, "Where is the eldest sir?"

"The elder has been saying that he is not in good health since yesterday. Brother Cong has been kneeling in the snow at the door for half an hour. There is no movement at all. At this moment, those idle traders and lackeys outside, the villagers and idiots The women are all gathered around the door just looking at a peep show!"

There are no secrets in the capital. Within half an hour, everyone in the capital knew that Rongguo Mansion had made such a big fool of itself.

Jia Zheng couldn't listen anymore and stood up suddenly, "You guys, go and pull him away!"

"This..." Lai Da knelt on the ground, very embarrassed, "Master, brother Cong wrote a poem. Some scholars outside heard it and said it was very good. Everyone rushed to tell others. I'm afraid it has been spread out by now. ”

Originally, the people around him were just watching the fun with sympathy, but as soon as Jia Cong's poems came out, there were scholars who loved talents. As soon as the boy at the door approached, those people wanted to protect him as if he were rebelling.

"What poetry? How old is he to know what poetry is?" Jia Zheng was furious, but at this time he also knew that things might be a little tricky.

Lai Da couldn't remember the poem and couldn't stammer out it.

Now that the matter has become this big, Jia Zheng also knows that he can't delay it any longer. If it is delayed for a while, it will be spread to the ears of the old lady, or the whole city will be in trouble, and it will not be easy to deal with the aftermath.

Jia Zheng confessed to Jia Yucun. Jia Yucun naturally couldn't stay here to watch the fun, and he also felt resentment towards Jia Cong in his heart. When is it easy to make trouble, but at this time, if Jia Zheng is in a bad mood, , if you don’t help him run for office, wouldn’t it be a mistake?
Jia Zheng asked someone to escort Jia Yucun out through the east corner gate. After Jia Yucun went out, he did not leave. Instead, he walked a few steps away and hid in the street to see who Jia Cong was.

"There are two swallows on the beam, a graceful male and a female. Between the two rafters, there are four swallows in one nest. The four swallows have long days and nights, and they sound diligently for food. Greenworms are not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no time to fill up. Although the claws of the beetle are dry, My mind is never tired. I go back and forth for ten seconds, as if I am afraid of hunger in the nest. After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chicks become fatter. She murmurs teaching words and brushes her sweaters one by one."

Jia Zheng's outer study is next to the west corner gate, close to the beast head gate.As soon as he went out, he heard Jia Cong's loud voice.

Jia Zheng instantly became angry and fell back. This poem is naturally a good poem. The two Yans in Liang Shang took care of their four children. How about animals? How about humans?
Jia Cong bowed his head again and said, "Jia Cong, the unworthy descendant of the Jia family, begs Jia She, the grandson of Duke Rong and the hereditary first-class general Jia She, to have mercy on my aunt, and to give up my mother and son three meals a day and a thin coat until I grow up in the future." As an adult, I will pay you back tenfold, I am deeply grateful!”

The voice is like crying and the words are like blood. It really makes people cry!

But if you take a closer look, it means that you really took a knife to Ling Chi's father!

It is the duty of parents to raise children, but as a father, Jia She ignored the lives of Jia Cong and her son. His biological mother was seriously ill and could not be treated, and he did not have three meals a day. Seeing that he was wearing thin clothes and kneeling in the snow, it was not enough. How pitiful a four-foot-old child must be.

"Jia Cong, as a descendant of the Jia family, you have also learned calligraphy from your husband and have read books. You should understand etiquette. Your aunt is a servant. For the sake of your aunt, you are kneeling here and slandering your father. What kind of filial piety are you talking about?" Jia Zheng scolded.

Jia Cong had been waiting for this moment. His move today was not only to find a way out for his aunt and himself, but also to make plans for the future.

Today is the first battle!

He raised his head and bowed to Jia Zheng first, "Returning to my uncle, my nephew has been supported by my aunt since the day he was born. Although my nephew is the grandson of Rong Gong and is of blood in the country, he only has a roof over his head. Not even a millimeter or a grain of rice from Jia's family was paid for by my aunt's sewing. If I want to eat a bowl of custard, I can't exchange it for twenty dollars in the kitchen."

There were sounds of lamentation everywhere, which would be unimaginable unless you heard it with your own ears and saw it with your own eyes.Most of the people who stay here to watch the excitement are people from nearby. How many people have seen the young master of Rong Mansion going out, shouting and cheering; how many times, basket after basket of money is thrown away, but there are still descendants in their own families who have suffered like this. .

It can be seen that there are many shameful things in the Duke Hou Men's mansion!

Everyone likes to gossip and watch the excitement, and many people think of the incident a few years ago when the eldest man in the family forcibly seized the young lady. Thinking of the child in front of him, they are afraid that it was because of that incident, and they can't help but raise their voices even louder.

Jia Zheng couldn't help it, he didn't know about these things, and he had told his brother twice in private, but it was helpless, to no avail.

But no matter what, we shouldn't make trouble outside.

"You are also a child studying in our family. If there is any neglect of you at home, and there are elders around, you don't report it directly to your elders, and just let it happen in broad daylight. What's the point?"

In one sentence, the responsibilities of the elders are completely pushed away!

, Jia Cong has already spoken, "My nephew dare not refuse to listen to my uncle's teachings. My nephew has indeed read the book for a few days, and he also understands that if a king tells his ministers to die, he will not dare not to die; if a father tells his son to die, he will not dare not to die. '. My father saved my nephew's life, and my nephew is extremely grateful. My aunt has been ill for nearly half a year, and she has no money to seek medical treatment or delay medicine. My nephew cannot just watch his aunt die. My aunt's love for my nephew My nephew has not yet repaid the kindness of giving birth to her. If he watches her die, how will he be different from an animal? How will he stand in the world in the future?"

Jia Zheng was speechless. He saw the resentment and admiration in the eyes of the onlookers, their faces alternated between red and white, and he was at a loss.

This situation really made things difficult for Jia Zheng. Although he was a decent man, he was also pedantic enough. Being refuted by a seven-year-old child would inevitably make him angry.

"There are two swallows on the beam, a graceful male and a female. Between the two rafters holding mud, four children are born in one nest..." Needless to say, the meaning is profound, and the irony is also jaw-dropping. How many people have read this poem and also It is hard to believe that this poem could come from a seven-year-old child.

But if it were written by others, there is no reason why such poems would not be passed down to the world.

It was a matter of face, so Jia Zheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and scolded her sternly, "Your aunt is sick. How can you tell your aunt to know about it? If you delay the doctor and ask for medicine, the house lacks the expenses of your mother and son? You are so pretentious that you can't afford it." Where are your parents? And that poem, I don’t know who secretly instigated you to do this!"

"Uncle, my nephew is young and has already thought of all the ways he can think of. Over the years, my aunt has exhausted her energy to support my nephew, and her body has fallen like an autumn leaf. My nephew is extremely scared. If my aunt If I'm gone for a while, my nephew's life may be in danger."

Even at this time, his childish face was still stubborn and refused to shed tears, "As for instigation, in such a big Jia family, who else but my aunt would care about my nephew and give him advice? Not to mention, For my nephew’s sake, I took the trouble to write poetry!”

At this time, a figure appeared at the dark door not far away, it was Jia She.

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