The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 70
"Humph, you really know that I am a woman!" Xian Ning said coquettishly.

Seeing Jia Cong's absent-minded look, Xian Ning still felt a little proud.

Jia Cong lowered his eyes slightly to cover up the throbbing in his heart, "Since senior brother is senior sister, it is inconvenient for Cong to ride in the same carriage with senior sister!"

As he said that, he was about to step back. There was no response for a long time. Jia Cong had to raise his eyes, but saw that the circles in Xian Ning's eyes were red, and tears were rolling in them. He didn't know how much grievances he held!

"Princess!" Jia Cong was startled, but he didn't know why she was sad.

"How old are you, do you care about this? You clearly don't want to be naughty with me! Huh, I know, you all dislike me for being a girl and don't want to take me with you for anything!"

Jia Cong sighed and had to explain tactfully, "Senior sister, there are differences between men and women. They sit on different seats at the age of seven. Cong cherishes senior sister wholeheartedly and does not want her reputation to be damaged, so he dare not ride in the same carriage with senior sister. Senior sister clearly understands If you know what Cong is thinking, why are you still thinking too much?"

"What do I want with that reputation? If anyone dares to gossip behind my back, try it! Come up!" Her tears finally subsided, she became happy, and stretched out her hand towards Jia Cong.

Jia Cong was hesitant to let her pull him. He could have climbed up himself, but when he saw Xian Ning was about to fall out again, Jia Cong had no choice but to hand his hand to her.

The two finally held hands, and they felt different again. When they retracted their hands, Jia Cong's fingertips seemed to still have a faint fragrance.

On the way, Jia Cong hesitated to speak. Xian Ning looked at him several times, wondering what he was going to say, but he didn't say anything.

Finally, Xian Ning couldn't hold back her anger and asked, "Say what you want to say. If you still say what you just said and don't want to be stubborn with me, you can get out now."

"That's not it! I just want to ask the princess for something!"

"What's the matter? Come and listen. If I'm happy, I'll agree."

"When I went to the palace and served the princes in their studies, the princess had to promise one thing to Cong. No matter how they treated Cong, whether they beat or scolded him, the princess would not speak up for Cong, even if Cong was the junior brother of the princess. I don’t want a name either.”

Xian Ning snorted lightly and turned away, "I know it even if you don't tell me. I'm not stupid."

At this moment, Xian Ning regretted that she should not have let Jia Cong into the palace as a companion. At first, she just wanted to see Jia Cong every day.

She has had no brothers or sisters since she was a child. When she first saw Jia Cong, she only saw that he was born well and very pitiful. Maybe it was fate that he was bullied by his family like that. At that moment, he thought of his mother who died young and lonely. My father, although he looked noble in the palace, was actually dependent on someone else, so he felt compassion.

She wanted to have a younger brother like Jia Cong, and thought, wouldn't it be better if her mother could leave a younger brother for her, and her father and herself would have one more close relative?
With this kind of thought, he got out of control and became obsessed with being a reading companion for himself, so he asked Uncle Huang for this grace.

Jia Cong observed the words and expressions and thought a little. Apart from his aunt and Huaping, there was another person who thought about himself in this world. He was moved and said,

"The princess does not have to blame herself. Being able to enter the palace as a companion is the best way out for Cong at this time. Although Cong was born in the Duke's palace, he came from a humble background. If he wanted to study, he could only join the Jia family. Cong really doesn’t want an old academic who has never been to a school to be his teacher.”

Xian Ning looked at him in surprise. Seeing his calm and gentle eyes, her heart felt as if a first-class hot spring had been injected into her heart. She said, "Since I have never entered school, how can I be your teacher?"

"Yes, since the South Study Room is where the princes study, they must be lectured by erudite Confucian scholars. As long as Cong studies seriously, he will definitely benefit a lot. Cong is really grateful that the princess can obtain such a good condition for Cong."

"Humph, you know what is good! You have gentlemen to teach you reading, and a master to teach you kung fu. You will definitely become a great man in the future." Xian Ning didn't know who to use as an example for Jia Cong. , I just feel that the achievements of those figures in the past and present are not worthy of her junior brother.

"Okay!" Jia Cong smiled warmly.

In Duke Ning's mansion, early in the morning, after the rooster crows three times, Jia Zhen woke up again. This time, he didn't lose his temper anymore. He cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf. The pain under his body seemed to be relieved. He reached out to touch it and touched it lightly. , there was another burst of pain like a cramp and a broken bone, which made him unable to help but wailed again.

There was only Youshi in the room, sitting on a chair and leaning on the bed frame for a nap. She was frightened by the sound and almost fell down. She quickly stood up with the bed frame and asked, "How is the master?"

Jia Zhen raised her eyelids and looked at Youshi. After staying up all night, she was worried again. The color on Youshi's face had faded a little, and she looked a little pale, but she was still young, just like the pear blossoms blooming on the branches in April. It makes people feel pity.

Jia Zhen is a lustful person, and she didn't think Youshi was so beautiful in the past. She was afraid that a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a thief. To do that kind of thing, you need to pay attention to some excitement. At this time, I thought about it, but it turned out to be useless. of.

"Where's Jia Cong? That damn dirty guy, that bastard, why haven't I called him over yet and asked him to kneel for me outside the door. When I get better, I'll deal with him again!" Jia Zhen looked ferocious and confused. After staying up for half the night, I felt like a ghost.

Youshi was so frightened that she trembled all over and tears fell again. Before she could wipe them away, Jia Zhen cursed again, "Bitch, what are you crying about? Are you afraid that I won't die fast enough?"

"Why do you say such things, sir? I'll just ask Rong'er to bring Third Brother Cong over!"

With that said, Youshi went out.

Jia Rong was having fun in the room of one of Jia Zhen's concubines. The concubine smiled briskly and said, "Master, is it true... that you can't do it anymore? Master, please don't lie!"

"Is it possible that you will find out soon? I'm afraid that you will despise my father and think of me. My good mother, don't call the wrong person in bed!"

"I insist. If I call you wrong, I will call you wrong. What can you do to me?"

"I can't stand you, but I can!"

As he said this, he made the concubine burst into laughter and hugged Jia Rong into her arms, "My son, let your mother love you well!"

Outside the door, the little maid patted the door anxiously, "Auntie, the master has woken up and is waiting immediately!"

Jia Rong opened the brocade quilt and urged the maid to come in and dress him. He didn't even have time to tie the sweat towel, and hurriedly wrapped it around him as he walked.

After arriving under the eaves of the corridor, he stood up and tidied up for a while before coming in and saluting, "Mother, is father feeling better?"

Youshi's eyes were a little red and swollen, her face was haggard, and she sighed, "Your father asked someone to bring your Uncle Cong over, and kneel in this yard. Wait until your father is well before you let him down!"

When Jia Rong heard this, he thought it was too difficult. Yesterday, when his father woke up, he looked for Uncle Cong once. What happened? Uncle Lian had fooled him.

Even if my father is very happy and asks for someone in person, the people in Xifu may not be able to hand him over easily, not to mention that my father is still lying on the bed. Does he have such a big face?

Nowadays, people have official status.

Even if the clan wanted to attack him, there had to be a reason. Could it be that his father wanted to send him out of the clan and find someone to beat him up, but when he resisted, he kicked his father's bag and broke it?

If we talk about the reasons, this grudge was too unfair. It was because of the young man of the Jin Rong family. I thought it would be easy to punish a scoundrel like Jia Cong after talking to the big man next door. Unexpectedly, the boat capsized in the gutter, and the quarrel reached the point where they are now at odds with each other.

Young Master Jia Rong had no choice but to invite Jia Qiang to discuss it. Jia Qiang saw Jia Lian defending Jia Cong yesterday, and when she heard that the master had woken up, she hurriedly let him go. At this time, she couldn't help but wonder, "The master's injury can't be done openly." explain!"

Jia Rong smiled and patted Jia Qiang on the shoulder, "Tell me, my dear, are you happy or sad when the master is like this?"

Jia Qiang lowered her eyes, covering the flash of evil in her eyes, "Brother Rong is joking. My parents died when I was young. My uncle has been very kind to me. Now my uncle has been hurt like this. I hate that I am incompetent and can't help my uncle." Revenge already makes my conscience uneasy, and I feel like I’m worse than a pig or a dog!”

Seeing no one around, Jia Rong smiled and said, "In front of me, you don't have to say these false feelings. I know that my father always forces you. But I don't blame my father. You were born so well, you are only better than me." The third uncle Cong next door is a little worse. If the third uncle Cong is not so strong, my ex-son heard from his father that he must tear down his rebellious character and clean him up properly. If that happens, wouldn't you be liberated? ?”

Jia Qiang took a breath and gave a perfunctory smile, "That's good, but Uncle Cong is a little younger, and he is now an official."

"So what about my official status? I'm just from the ninth rank. Besides, it's not my father who has the final say on matters in this clan."

Jia Qiang refused to talk more about these words. He knew how perverted Jia Zhen was. He only hated that he was helpless in the clan and had to live under him and let him humiliate him.

"It's better to go to the Xifu first and ask the old lady for instructions!"

In Rongqing Hall, Jia Lian came early in the morning.

The old lady was still lying on the Arhat bed, with her two sons sitting on one left and right, Jia Lian standing on the ground, and none of the female relatives were there.

Because the old lady was old and Jia Zhen belonged to her grandson, Jia Lian did not hesitate to talk about Jia Zhen's situation, "Yesterday, my grandson took the master's name card and invited Wang Junxiao, the main hall of the Tai Hospital, to come. I’ve looked at it and it’s the same thing, saying that it’s a fundamental injury and I’m afraid it won’t be able to recover in the future.”

When the old lady heard this, she gasped, and her two eyebrows were so joined together that they could not be separated, "Why is this like this? What did this bastard learn from his aunt to know the rules and be polite? Such a big disaster is coming. Who does he think can help him end it? Where are others? "

Jia She gloated and said, "The imperial edict came to the palace yesterday. No, he entered the palace early in the morning. Today he takes office!"

Jia Zheng saw the situation at that time with his own eyes. How critical was it?Jia Zhen never thought about giving Jia Cong a way to survive. If any of the boys had been more aggressive, such a big child might have died.

The child had no choice but to break out of the encirclement, so he bumped into Jia Zhen. "Mother, he has to go to the palace to read the imperial decree today. Working as a servant in the palace is not as good as in the yamen outside. It would be disrespectful to the nobles in the palace to ask for leave on the first day of school."

"What kind of job is he doing? He is not afraid of being laughed at when he tells it. How can a person from the ninth rank think that what he is wearing is a dragon robe?" Jia She didn't think so. He always looked down on his younger brother. He always felt that he was hypocritical and used to ask questions. The elders are happy. "

"Brother, be careful what you say!" Jia Zheng stood up and saluted.

Jia She turned away, disapproving.

When Mother Jia saw her two sons fighting each other, she became more and more irritated. "If there is any good medicine, we will help buy it here. As long as we can eat it well, we don't care about anything else."

Jia Lian said, "My grandson also asked, there is no good medicine that the two governments can't afford, but he said that this place is different from other places. If you are injured, you are injured. No matter how hard it is, you will be injured." There is a possibility of healing. Fortunately, Brother Zhen is old now. He will take good care of himself and everything will be fine. If he can control himself, there will be no other bad things. "

One was injured, and the other was injured. Although there were obstacles in the way of heirs, there had been no children imported from Dongfu for so many years. Is it possible to expect that at this age, he could still give birth to a son and a half?

Jia Lian felt that it was not a big deal, but Jia Zhen, the patriarch, would definitely be unhappy, and there would be lawsuits later.

Mother Jia's eyes were full of disgust, "This is the time! If we go out, how will the people outside see our joke?"

Jia Lian lowered his head. Now the Jia family looked towering and illustrious. In Kyoto, when people mentioned it, they all talked about how great it was to have two families under one family.Only he, who has been running around and dealing with common affairs, knows that he is nothing more than an empty frame. All that is left in the Jia family is a little shadow.

If the two palaces can be united, people outside will still be more concerned about it. If there is a gap, outsiders will come in, and I am afraid that this air of power will not be able to hold on.

Although the Supreme Emperor is still here, he is still in his prime. They, the old nobles, can still rely on two points, but they are in chaos. I am afraid that the Emperor will like to hear about it. By then, the Supreme Emperor will not be able to protect them.

This is something that everyone in charge of the East and West mansions knows very well. If Jia Cong did not have this official status, even today, he is Xia Jin's apprentice and has Prince Zhongshun as his backer. Today, the old lady will not hesitate to He handed it over.

But at this time, the old lady was really in trouble. Who dared to compete with the imperial power?Yesterday, I was granted the rank of Ninth Grade official, and today I was killed by the clan?
What can't be reported to the palace and the emperor can take charge?
The news of Jia Rong and Jia Qiang's arrival was reported. The old lady thought for a moment and asked people to come in. After saluting, Jia Rong explained her intention.

"Old ancestor, please be considerate of my father. I think Uncle Lian has already told me about my father's injury. Not to mention how painful it is, this is really a great shame and humiliation. My father also deeply hates Uncle Cong for acting so viciously at such a young age. I’m afraid that if I don’t take good care of myself now, I’ll do something big that will harm the family and ruin the clan in the future, won’t the whole clan suffer as well?”

"How can I not understand these principles?"

Jia Rong hurriedly kowtowed and said, "My great-grandson cannot speak and has offended our ancestors. Please punish us!"

"Get up. What you say at such a young age makes sense. However, I am not the one who can make the decision on this matter. Jia Cong, the culprit, was banned from the ninth rank by the emperor's imperial edict yesterday. , if this were not the case, we would still need you two to come to the door this early in the morning. Yesterday, your second uncle Lian took the person and sent it over."

The old lady's decisive tone made Jia Zheng's heart tremble, and he suddenly felt some sadness and regret.

That child has excellent literary talent and a lot of intelligence. Back then, he was not as good as Jia Zhu. Now that he has caused such a disaster, I don't know how it will end?
Jia Cong didn't think too much about it. No matter whether Jia Zhen's bag was spent or not, he and Jia Zhen were already locked in a fight to the death. It would depend on whose method was more clever.

And now Jia Zhen couldn't get out of bed, and for a while, there was nothing she could do about him.

He didn't care at all whether the old lady would stand on his side. Even if she did stand this time, there would be times when she wouldn't stand in the future. People are ruthless, let alone a person who has been involved in a wealthy family all his life. In the end, there is still something left in his heart. There is no tenderness, which means two things.

After the old lady was able to give up her love for Daiyu, the only trace of her daughter's blood left behind, could she still not let go of him, her grandson?
You know, the old lady never pays attention to the children and grandchildren of the common people. You can tell it by looking at Jia Huan, because they will more or less share Baoyu's family property in the future, unlike girls who are given a dowry and paid back. How can I help my mother's family?

Furthermore, he relies on everyone to run, and he has never been someone who relies on others.

However, since he is young now, it is inconvenient for him to do many things, so he has to take advantage of the situation.

The carriage drove towards the palace, turned east to Tianshui Lane, walked west, went up the Imperial Street, and then went north. When it arrived in front of Linjing Gate, the carriage stopped.

Jia Cong and Xian Ning got off the car and looked at the majestic palace in front of them. It was as if they had seen the Forbidden City in their previous life, with red palace walls and yellow glazed tiles, all majestic and majestic under the clear blue sky.

Linjing Gate is the main entrance to the palace. Xia Jin led Jia Cong and his two men in from the Zuoye Gate on the left. After walking for about two arrows, they saw a yellow glazed tiled double eaves verandah roof, located on the white marble stone On the platform, the nine-room palace with wide corridors looks like the Qianqing Palace that Jia Cong saw in the Forbidden City in the past.

After just one glance, Jia Cong withdrew his gaze and followed Xia Jin silently. Xia Jin glanced at him, deeply proud of Jia Cong's calmness.

When you come to a place like this, you can still remain so calm and self-possessed, without looking around like a country bumpkin entering the city. It is really rare for you to be in such a city at such a young age.

Xia Jin was very lucky to have such a good disciple. For those who practice martial arts, it is only the most basic requirement to have a good foundation. A firm mind is the most important, and this is where the real talent lies.

The South Study Room is located on the left side of Linjing Hall, facing north, and is a place where the prince and the clan's children study.

Today, only the current emperor and Prince Zhongshun are left in the Supreme Emperor's branch, and the number of people who can study there is extremely limited.

Among the princes, the third prince, Mu Yongzhen, was born to Concubine Shurong. He has already hired the daughter of Chen Yewang, the governor of Jiliao, as his concubine. Although he still lives in the palace and has not opened a palace, at this age he has already served in various ministries. Guanzheng did not study day and night in the South Study Room.

In addition to the fourth prince, there is also the fifth prince Mu Yongli, who is of the same year and month as the fourth prince, plus Jia Cong and Xian Ning, as well as several clan disciples, there are only eight people in total, which is much less than the primary school students of the Jia family. .

The princes' curriculum is to study cultural classes every morning and learn riding and shooting in the afternoon. The next day, Emperor Taiqi will come at any time to check the homework of the first day. If there is any failure, the prince and his companions will be punished.

As soon as Jia Cong heard this rule, he only wanted to be the wife of Emperor Qi, but soon he concentrated his mind and tried his best to think about the loyal army and serving the country. As the saying goes, accompanying the emperor is like accompanying the tiger. In the Forbidden City, he faced the majesty of the royal family.

Fortunately, the palace provided them with two meals a day, as well as tea and snacks. Moreover, the teachers who taught them were all well-educated people.

Every morning before midnight, I review my homework in the south study room. Teachers from various subjects come at this time to check the homework and the princes endorse it. After that, starting from midnight, the teacher starts teaching new lessons.

At some point, Emperor Taiqi would come to check the homework. If it was an endorsement, he was required to remember every word. Before noon, it would be time to practice calligraphy. The princes were required to have a correct posture and practice each word a hundred times.

At noon it was time for meals, and in the afternoon it was time for horseback riding and archery. Occasionally, Emperor Taiqi would come to check on their homework and watch the princes' archery.

Jia Cong was the first to arrive. After explaining the rules to him, Xianning lay on his table and watched Jia Cong sort out his utensils. He asked him about the life of the Jia family, "Yesterday, the imperial edict was issued. After that, your old man won’t dare to embarrass you anymore, right? "

Jia Cong smiled and said, "He is my father and I am his son. If he makes things difficult for me, it is for my own good."

Don't blame Jia Cong for saying these things. Here is no different than outside. You have to be cautious in everything you say and do. If you make a mistake, you will be doomed. Jia Cong doesn't even dare to say anything to Xian Ning.

Xian Ning naturally knew it well. She was a very smart girl. She snorted softly and returned to her seat.

After a while, the fourth prince came, followed by the fifth prince and the sixth prince. Jia Cong hurriedly stepped forward to salute, but the fourth prince didn't pay attention to him. He didn't even look at Jia Cong, and just walked past him. He doesn't exist.

Jia Cong was the fourth prince's companion, so he was so unpopular that the other companions saw him and laughed evilly.

They were all close to Geng Baizhou, so they naturally tried every means to exclude Jia Cong, the newcomer.

Xian Ning saw that his pretty face was half sad and half angry, but he also knew that if he stepped forward, it would make Jia Cong's situation even more difficult.

The fifth prince, on the other hand, stopped to look at Jia Cong and said twice, "You are born like a girl. Are you the new companion of Brother Four Emperors? Is it because of you that Geng Baizhou lost his status as a companion?"

"Cong is immoral and incompetent. He has been appointed by the Emperor and has the honor to be the companion of His Highness the Fourth Prince. It is indeed a great favor from the Emperor!" Jia Cong said respectfully and politely.

"Hey, be careful!" After saying this, the fifth prince Mu Yongli shook his head and walked to his seat with a double step. When he saw that the table was neatly cleared, he shouted, "Dunzi, You prisoner, get out of here!"

As expected, a round, square-shaped little eunuch, about twelve or thirteen years old, rolled in from outside. His appearance was so funny that it was both sad and funny to see.

"Fifth Master, this slave has come in!"

Mu Yongli kicked Xiao Dunzi, "How many times have I told you not to touch my table? Did you listen? Look at how clean my table is. Isn't it bad for me?" Can you learn it?"

"It's my fault. But yesterday, I heard that the emperor was coming. I was worried that my table was too clean and I was disgusted. The emperor went up to me and I had to clean it up. This is what I tried my best. I didn't clean it up too much." clean!"

Mu Yongli was about to have an attack, and at this moment, a light cough came from outside the door.

　There is another update today. All the previous saved manuscripts have been scrapped and need to be revised again.

　　The update time is not fixed for the time being, and will be fixed as much as possible in the future. I am still used to updating in the early morning.

　　
　
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