The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 60 Lose if you want face
Jia Cong touched the note in his sleeve. He couldn't think of how to deal with it for a moment.

Judging from the sneaky look of the eunuch, Jia Cong fully doubted the origin of this note. If it was really Gu Jufang who did it, then this method was too despicable.

I wonder what kind of tiger is waiting for him in that mountain temple and wants to eat him?

On Zhao Shihua's side, he was leaning on a chair and drinking, holding a glass with his left hand and holding the table with his right hand. When his eyes swept across the audience, they would always fall on Jia Cong involuntarily.

While this made Jia Cong unhappy, it also made Gu Zhufang and Mei Wenhe very excited. The two looked at each other and smiled, and it seemed that the matter was mostly successful.

Jia Cong smiled slightly and decided to check the direction of the wind first. He raised his cup and toasted Zhao Shihua, "Master Zhao, I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time!"

Zhao Shihua was flattered, "Jia Laodi is more talented than Zijian and looks as good as Pan An. There is a person like Jia Laodi in the capital, which makes him more glorious."

"Master Zhao is right. Among the many people who came today, in terms of talents, none of us can compare to the Third Young Master. We can still work hard to catch up with them in the future. But when it comes to appearance, this is what our parents were born with. I want to be like the Third Young Master in this life." The young master is so elegant and graceful, but he has no hope for the rest of his life!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhao is really a wise man!"

Zhao Chi also added, "It's a pity that the third young master is not a woman. If not, it would add fragrance to Mr. Zhao's red sleeves and spread a good story!"

In the Yuxiang Pavilion, the originally noisy atmosphere suddenly solidified, and everyone stopped talking.

If Jia Cong was just a simple child, they might have laughed, but that was not the case. Even the emperor praised the two poems he wrote casually. Who dares to laugh at them?

Seeing this, Gu Jufang became more and more unhappy. Regardless of the loss of Jixian Hall, just for this talent, if it were not for Jia Cong, he would be the person praised by the world in Kyoto.

Gu Zhufang was not willing to let go of such an opportunity, but who would have thought that these poor scholars would not support him.

Such a shallow mind actually wants to harm people!

Jia Cong looked at Zhao Chi with a smile, "Master Zhao, there is no need to envy me. Although you are a man, I think Master Zhao will not dislike you!"

Zhao Shihua laughed and said, "Everyone knows that I am a non-vegetarian and will not refuse anyone who comes. I'm just afraid that Mr. Zhao won't be able to pull off this figure!"

Zhao Chi's face suddenly changed, turning as black as the bottom of a pot, but if it was serious, it was their side who started the attack first.

In this kind of war of words, whoever wants to lose face will lose!
When it came to being shameless, Zhao Chi felt that all of them together could not compare to Jia Cong alone, so he stopped talking.

After drinking for three rounds, Jia Cong went to relieve himself. Due to the Huahui Bureau, there were pens, inks, paper and inkstones everywhere. He found a secluded place, unfolded the note, found another piece of paper, and copied it. Gu Jufang's hand was written in small regular script and he added three words "discussing important matters".

When he came out, he happened to see Hou Da leading a few young eunuchs and holding gift boxes in his hands. He hurriedly greeted him, "Uncle Hou, what are you doing?"

Houda said, "The emperor has chosen the top ten, and you are among them! This time, your Huahui Bureau's poems will be compiled into a collection, printed, and released to the world. You are the leader. I am very happy and congratulated!"

"Who are the top ten?" Jia Cong asked, "Are they Mr. Gu, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Mei?"

"There are three of them, you are the first share, and the rest are theirs."

Jia Cong took a look and saw that there was a name on the gift box. It must be that the eunuchs were afraid of giving the wrong gift. He said, "Uncle Hou, can I take a look?"

"Look, this is also rare."

Jia Cong looked over one by one. Zhao Chi was ranked third, surpassing Gu Zifang. The note in his hand also gently slipped into the gift box. He looked at two more. They were just pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Although they were The palace system is nothing.

"Theirs are not as good as mine." Jia Cong was very proud. He closed the last gift box and stepped aside.

Entering the Yuxiang Pavilion, the banquet was almost over. Hou Da announced the imperial edict, and the top ten people stood in front. Jia Cong was the first one, and got a bag of golden melon seeds more than the others. After thanking the Lord for his kindness, he received the reward. .

Everyone who got the reward was very happy. Jia Cong looked sideways at Zhao Chi and saw that he had just opened the gift box and took a look. He was so excited that he hurriedly closed the gift box and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior brother!"

Xian Ning also came over after eating. He looked at Jia Cong's gift and pointed at the golden melon seeds, "I got these for you. Also, this time we won the bet, and all they bet on are ours." , let’s split up later!”

"Okay!" Jia Cong wanted to grab a handful of golden melon seeds and give it to Xian Ning, but Xian Ning pushed him away. "I'm telling you, these are useless. If you go out to buy things, others won't want them. That's just your reputation." Then you want these for me?"

"Oh, take it to show others, how glorious it is!"

Jia Congxin said, "Auntie, I still want others to reward me. Should I reward others?"

Zhao Chi also wanted to relieve himself. Under the leadership of the young eunuch, he entered the royal room and read the note alone. There was no doubt that it was written by Gu Jufang, and the words "discussing important matters" at the end were emphasized.

He knew very well that in this Huahui Bureau, how much effort they put in to stand out and to suppress a little brat, but in the end, they failed to achieve anything, and instead lost in the war of words.

It is said that Gu Zifang died, and he himself was somewhat unwilling to give up, and he had the decadent thought of "how to be a good person when he is bright". It would be a satisfying thing if he could disgrace Jia Cong and make him unable to recover from the fall.

Without further ado, seeing that the time was approaching, Zhao Chi gave a few instructions to his servant and asked him to take good care of the items given by the emperor. He unfolded his robe and went to the appointed mountain temple.

He flushed the note down the toilet, not wanting to keep it as evidence.

Xian Ning wanted to go shopping and asked Jia Cong to go with him. "Uncle Huang is going back to the palace, and my father must accompany him. What a great opportunity this is. Let's go out and play!"

Jia Cong was worried. He squeezed Xian Ning's hand and said, "I have something to do right now. I will leave here in a while. You stay far away. Don't come close to me, and don't let anyone see you."

Xian Ning exclaimed, "Are you going to play some game?"

"It's a very fun game. Is there a mountain temple here?"

"You want to go worship the mountain god, I'll go with you!"

"Tell me where you are first?"

"Exit this door and walk to the west. There is a narrow path that goes down the hillside and then up the hillside. It's right next to the woods over there. It's not too far away."

Although Jia Cong suspected that Gu Jufang and others were behind the scenes, he would not be willing to catch thieves, seize stolen goods, and arrest couples without seeing it with his own eyes.

In this game, he was the bait for fishing. If he didn't go to the mountain temple, someone might not take the bait, and he also wanted to know who the other party was.

The reason why Xian Ning was followed at a distance was just in case, as there should be experts around her.

In the mountain temple, Zhao Shihua led the boy in. He is the grand-nephew of the current Empress Dowager, a leader among the younger generation, extremely outstanding, and deeply loved by the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager. However, he has a wild temper, which is different from the current Emperor. Although they are cousins, they are not happy.

Today, when the emperor came, he did not come forward to join in the fun. In addition, he was invited in advance, so Zhao Shihua thought that he was an adult after all, so he came to make arrangements beforehand.

The mountain god was enshrined in the main hall, and people burned incense and candles every day, and offered offerings from the four seasons. An old and frail eunuch, deaf and mute, lived in the backyard.

The little eunuch who was following Zhao Shihua was sent away by him, "I want to worship the mountain god here alone. Don't follow me. Go and do whatever you need to do!"

The little eunuch left in a hurry, and Zhao Shihua entered the second room. It was empty and had nowhere to stay. He had to go to the old eunuch's place and asked the accompanying boy to move a couch over and put it there. He also asked for an incense burner and put it inside. Added some spices to spice it up.

Although you may not be able to succeed this time, you still have to think about it first.

"The feather tent is full of fragrance in the morning, the bead curtains leak out at night; the emerald quilt has a mandarin color, and the carved bed is engraved with ivory. This is a bit wronged for the child, let's make do with it for now, and make up for it in the future." Zhao Shihua was already itching and unbearable. , and burned incense to add to the fun, and felt that the time was becoming more and more difficult.

Zhao Chi came forward slowly. He glanced behind him from time to time and saw that no one was following him. He had already seen the mountain temple in front of him, and he felt more at ease.

If Jia Cong didn't move, Gu Zhufang and Mei Wenhe wouldn't leave. Seeing that he didn't move, they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. Jia Cong saw their expressions and saw Zhao Chi again. I went out for a while and haven't come back yet, so I must have left.

He then sent Xian Ning to go out first, stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his robe, and then Shi Ran went out.

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