The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 75
After the afternoon riding and archery class, Jia Cong was taken to a side hall of the Daming Palace by Sun Qiang, the chief eunuch.

As soon as he entered the palace gate, a female official led a group of palace maids to greet him, and called him "Third Brother!"

Jia Cong was stunned for a moment, and Sun Qiang smiled beside him and said, "Master Jia, this is your sister. She is a female historian in the Ming Dynasty Palace. The grace of the Supreme Emperor was afraid that Master Jia was young and would be scared in this palace, so I issued the order." , let your sister come and take care of you."

Jia Cong knelt down and thanked Sun Qiang, sweating profusely, and said to Sun Qiang, "My lord, sir, Cong is young and ignorant. I hope you will have mercy on me. Please don't call me Lord Cong. The Supreme Emperor Kuang is kind and loves his people like a son. He has always shown mercy to the weak. Cong is here." In the palace, with my father-in-law taking extra care of me, how can I be afraid? Since the elders and young children are in good order, Cong Wan does not dare to bother the eldest sister or do anything disrespectful."

When Sun Qiang saw that Jia Cong had received such an honor and showed no arrogance or unruliness, he did not dare to look down upon him and said warmly, "Young Master does not allow our family to call you Master, but we can do it. But my sister is a slave." I have come here under the order of the Supreme Emperor, how can I still resist the order? With your sister here to take care of the young master, the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor feel more at ease, just so that the young master can write well, what's wrong?"

"In this case, Cong dare not disobey!" After Jia Cong finished speaking, he knelt down again, bowed and kowtowed towards the main hall of Daming Palace, then stood up, turned around, and went to the direction of Linjing Palace to express his gratitude. Get up.

Acting like this, in Sun Qiang's eyes, he only felt that Jia Cong acted prudently at a young age and had a rare temperament.

Jia Cong met Yuan Chun again and saw that she had a beautiful face and was wearing a palace skirt of a female official. Her every move was as if measured with a ruler, and the smile on her face was just right. Only when she saw him did she show a trace of fluctuation. , just like an ancient well, without any waves, I sighed in my heart.

The Jia family is a noble family, and there is absolutely no reason for the palace to force their daughters to be sent to the palace to become female officials. In order to seek wealth and honor, the Jia family did such a thing. They only had the heart to climb the dragon and follow the phoenix, and sacrificed for the honor of the family. daughter.

It was late at night. After taking a bath and fasting, Jia Cong sat at the table, slowly grinding his hands like white jade. Only then did he have the time and mood to think about today's encounters.

In fact, for him, the only difference in official rank between the eighth-rank classics and the ninth-rank companion reading may be that with his current official position, he can receive a salary from the Ministry of Household Affairs. This salary is actually can be ignored.

The salary of this dynasty is unprecedentedly low.

A civil servant from the eighth grade has an annual salary of only 65 shi of grain. Regardless of good or bad years, the average is only one tael of silver and ten shi of grain. His annual salary is less than [-] taels of silver, which is more than what a maid in the Rongguo Duke's mansion gets. What can I do?
For him, the only useful thing is that the grace of promotion can help him get through the current difficulties effortlessly. That is, after kicking Jia Zhen, Ning Rong's second house will never give up and stab him. Come over with a clear gun.

Otherwise, he might have to go through a lot of trouble to deal with it.

Although it was a bit troublesome, Jia Cong never regretted it. When a man lives in the world, he must assess the situation, make a decision before acting, and he should also act willfully.

Always be careful and pay attention everywhere. Although it is safe, it will inevitably dampen your spirit and lose your bravery.

With this amulet, he doesn't need to worry about planning now.

He wrote the words "Tao Te Ching" for the Supreme Emperor, and these words were to be embroidered for the Supreme Emperor's birthday. Before the birthday, Ning Rong and the Second Mansion had to endure it even if they could no longer tolerate him.

The Emperor's birthday is on the fourth day of March, and there are still four months left, which is enough for him to plan.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Jia Cong's eyes. Yuan Chun, who had just stepped into the palace gate, saw it and thought that he had dazzled his eyes and had an illusion. Such a piercing look should not appear in the eyes of such a child.

"Third brother!" Yuan Chun walked forward with regular steps. She placed a bowl of tea on the table and said softly, "Sister, I will help you grind it. I never thought that you could write well and get a good reputation." The love of the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor.”

When they were in Jia's house, Jia Cong and Yuan Chun were not familiar with each other. One was a charming eldest daughter raised in the old lady's house, and the other was a concubine who struggled to make a living in the northeast corner of the house. There was a natural chasm between them, which was the continuous Never seen him face to face.

At this time, they were gathered together in the cold side hall of the Daming Palace. Although they were cousins, there was a bloodline involved in them. Although Yuanchun always observed etiquette on the outside, he felt like seventeen or eight little sparrows were living in his heart. , Chirping extremely happily.

Jia Cong could feel her joy.

In fact, Yuanchun is only a half-year-old child, but he can care for him and take good care of him. He really puts his heart into it. I'm afraid he is alone in this deep palace, and he doesn't know how many moon-rising and moon-setting nights. , thinking about relatives facing the cold window, separated by a palace wall, as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Now that Jia Cong has entered the palace, she can finally be with her relatives and her younger brother, and she is happy to have her take care of her daily life.

Jia Cong took up writing and wrote the [-]-word "Tao Te Ching" at his speed. Not to mention one day, two days were enough. But since he was working for the royal family, whether he did it well or not was secondary. The first thing was to have A respectful heart.

Therefore, after cleaning his hands repeatedly and applying aromatherapy, Jia Cong began to write. He wrote very slowly, stroke by stroke, with full respect. After reading it, the eunuch accompanying him felt satisfied and nodded slightly.

This is very good. If a person is ignorant of customs and etiquette, it will be a small matter if he loses his own life. It will be a big deal if he fails to run an errand and involves a lot of people.

Yuan Chun stood aside, looking at her brother's unfamiliar face, as bright as a begonia, and too beautiful to be true. Through this face, she seemed to have returned to the Duke of Rongguo's palace, back to the carefree, happy and peaceful place. In the years, I have never left.

In Rongqing Hall, usually at this time, the old lady must have been asleep. Today, sitting on the two rows of rose armchairs on the floor were the first and second bedrooms, as well as Youshi Jiarong, mother and son from Ningguo Gong's Mansion next door.

"If you want to punish him at this time, I don't want to care about it. How do you want to punish him? He has never treated me as a serious grandmother, so I will treat him as a grandson without him. I just want to punish him. , but we can’t destroy the face of the two governments and the shadow left by our ancestors." The old lady said angrily with a livid face.

"What did the old lady say? We didn't say who must be punished now. Your eldest grandson is lying on the bed in severe pain. No one can comfort him. He has to watch Brother Cong suffer misfortune before he can do it. His wish. You are the ancestor of the family, and we know that no one can easily touch you at this point, so we came here to ask for your permission!" You said, wiping away tears.

Her life is not easy now. Jia Zhen will hit people when she wakes up. Often the old injuries are not healed, but new ones are added.

After the decree was issued, Jia Zhen became very angry. If he had not been unable to move, he would have stabbed someone with a sword.

The old lady was also considerate of Youshi, looking at her past filial piety, and sighed, "What did I say before? Who would have thought that the seed of the maggot heart would be like this, what else could it do?"

Youshi said, "We are all the flesh and blood of the family. We never thought that something like this would happen. This is really unthinkable!"

"It wasn't his bitch mother who instigated her to cause trouble. Such a dirty thing should be beaten to death!" Although Mrs. The money has not been touched, so where did the money spent by the Zhongs and their children come from?
The two of them thought about it, and they only thought about the time when Jia She hurriedly took 3000 taels of silver to Jia Cong's master in order to eliminate the disaster. Maybe the master and the apprentice had played a double act and squandered the family's money.

Thinking of the 3000 taels, both the master and the servant became red-eyed. Ms. Xing did not tell Jia She about this, but was thinking of ways to get rid of the person so that this money would fall into his pocket. .

Mrs. Xing only dared to treat Aunt Zhong harshly, but she did not dare to attack the Zhong family at will, because when the Duke of Guo passed away, he left a will to treat the Zhong family well.

Whether it was for the sake of face, to appease the civil servant group, or because of conscience, now that the Duke of Guo has spoken these words, no one dares to shout at Mrs. Zhong openly.

For so many years, the Rongguo Duke's Mansion has treated this mother and son as dead. They thought that without the support of the Rongguo Duke's Mansion, they would not be able to survive. Who would have thought that they have endured a tough life and survived until now, but in turn they have become more troubled. .

This is not an added obstacle. At this moment, no one from the old lady to the servants who knew the truth felt that they were seeking revenge.

The old lady glanced at Mrs. , but a small person can still make him rebel!"

After hearing this, Youshi and Jia Rong felt relieved again, and were escorted out of Rongqing Hall by Xifeng.Only the people from the Rongguo Mansion were left in the room. Mrs. She can also give an explanation to the other side. It is not good to have the two houses divided because of this evil!"

Mrs. Wang raised her eyelids and glanced at Mrs. Xing. Mrs. Zhong was snatched in and made a big fuss!

Although many years have passed, the Duke's palace is still here day by day. Whenever something happens, the officials will seize the opportunity and impeach them again, opening up old scores, but no Duke can do it again. Blocked it in front.

I heard that Mr. Xing got back the more than 700 taels of silver he had paid out without even spending the night. It seemed that he was interested in his money again.

"When the Duke of Guo left, he repeatedly held my hand and said that the adopted son was unkind and ruined the family. No matter what son or daughter he gave birth to in the future, he would still be the flesh and blood of the Jia family. He should not be left outside, let alone be tortured or mistreated. .”

The old lady looked at Mrs. When misfortune comes, it finds me again. If I don't care and let you do whatever you want, a good government palace in the future will be forfeited to your hands. Let me ask you, can you live up to the conscience of your ancestors?"

Mrs. I know."

The converse meaning of this statement is completely different for Mrs. Xing.Mrs.

Because of her natal family relationship, Ms. Xing was always frightened in front of Ms. Wang, unable to straighten her back or raise her head.

"It's all because of the old lady's consideration!" Mrs. Wang said humbly.

"Get up too!" The old lady ordered Yuanyang without even looking at Mrs. Xing, "Go get my body, get 800 taels of silver, and send it to that mother and son!"

When Jia She heard this, he was very anxious and said hurriedly, "Mother, why is this?"

"Why?" Jia Mu sneered, "Ask your wife! Originally, I didn't care about your affairs. Now that your beard has turned white and you are the son of an official, I still care about your house. What happened? But don’t think about it, you are shameless, I will be buried in the earth for the rest of my life, am I shameless too? "

"My daughter-in-law, Lard, was deceived. I thought that she had raised such a rebellious evildoer, so how could she deserve monthly money? My daughter-in-law didn't even think about asking for the money. It was Mrs. Zhong, but she didn't even get a cent." Use it and return it intact..."

After all, he comes from a small family. He regards money as an eyeball and plucks out three ounces of hair from any goose he touches, which makes him look very petty.

Before Xing finished speaking, Jia She already understood what was going on. He never expected that Xing would be so bold. Was that monthly money hers?

Jia She was so embarrassed. In a fit of rage, he slapped Mrs.

Jia She hurriedly knelt on the ground again, "My son has paid the money himself. He will never dare to ask for it from the old lady. Please ask the old lady to save some face for his son!"

For five days in a row, Jia Cong took leave and did not come to the South Study Room for classes. Mu Yongzuo knew that Jia Cong should be writing the words "Tao Te Ching" for the birthday of his grandfather in the Daming Palace, so he became his companion for a day. After reading, Jia Cong was promoted from the ninth grade to the eighth grade.

He was without a companion again.

Yesterday, Geng Baizhou, the grandson of the Nan'an County Prince's Palace, asked Mu Yongzheng, the eldest son of the Dong'an County Prince's Palace, to bring him a message and wanted to come back as a companion. However, this matter was not something Mu Yongzuo could decide.

During lunch, Mu Yongzheng came over and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, Fourth Highness, can you just give me a charter and say what you want? No matter what, you have to give that kid some color. Is it possible to let him go like this?" Can he be His Highness's companion if he wants to be, and can he not be if he doesn't want to be?"

Mu Yongzuo turned over a page of the book and thought of that day. He originally wanted to make Jia Cong look embarrassed, which would make him feel better, but who knows, it actually fulfilled his wish.

If we deal with them blatantly and cause things to break out, it will not be good for anyone.

"It's up to you. In short, we can't make too much trouble. We will study under the same roof in the future. Besides, Bai Zhou, let him not think too much about this accompanying reading matter. I'll see if I can ask my mother and concubine for help. , I can’t help with anything else.”

Mu Yongzuo felt uncomfortable when he thought that Xianning had always ignored him in the past few days.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, nothing will happen. We will embarrass him. We won't beat him or scold him. We will just let him walk around when he sees us in the future. He will be too embarrassed to see anyone!"

Mu Yongzuo wanted to know what he could do, but thinking that this cousin had never been a serious person, he stopped asking when the words came to his lips.

At three o'clock in the hour, Jia Cong just finished writing the last stroke at the time calculated by Taoist Master Shangqing!

He stood up, crossed his hands, and stretched his knuckles.

During these five days, he didn't write many words every day, but in fact, because of the spotlight, he was inevitably a little stressed and not so relaxed.

As soon as Sun Qiang raised his hand, several eunuchs came over and carefully packed up the handwriting written by Jia Cong. After checking that it was correct, Sun Qiang said to Jia Cong, "You have worked hard these days, Mr. Third!"

"Don't dare! I can be loyal to the Supreme Emperor and His Majesty, and help the Emperor solve his problems. All the people in the world are lucky to do so! How can Cong be so virtuous? To have such an honor, it's too late to be grateful, so how dare you speak of suffering!"

The palace has always flattered the superiors and underestimated the inferiors, even more so than elsewhere. Seeing that Jia Cong has a noble status, he is the grandson of the eldest son of Duke Rongguo, and he caught the emperor's attention at such a young age. He was promoted two levels overnight, and he was incomparable. I don't know how much stronger he is as a two-ranked Jinshi in terms of qualifications. I also heard that the only princess in Prince Zhongshun's palace is his senior sister. How could Sun Qiang not be flattered?

Jia Cong, however, did not dare to receive even a cent. He was cautious in his words and deeds, without any arrogance, which was indeed highly regarded.

When going out, Yuan Chun stood far away, looking over with crystal tears in his eyes. After spending three days together, Jia Cong was full of sympathy for this sister. But now, he was in a difficult situation, so he had to deal with her. After looking at each other, they left cruelly.

"If one day I can save her from the sea of ​​fire, I can repay her caring heart today!"

Jia Cong, who was both a fallen man from the end of the world, had this idea in his mind. Walking between the high palace walls, his mood was extremely complicated.

After going to the two palaces to thank him, a little fireman led Jia Cong out of the palace gate. In front of the Jing gate, Mu Yongzheng stopped him, "Brother Jia, slow down, we have been waiting for you for several days!"

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