The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 89
Seeing that Jia She was still trying to find out what was wrong with Jia Cong and wanted to pin Jia Cong on this matter, Jia Zheng felt a chill in his heart and said impatiently, "Brother, Cong'er is only eight years old." age!"

An eight-year-old child could plan to move the heirs of Duke Ning's mansion, and even take the Seventh Duke with him?

If nothing else, could it be that the promiscuity tonight was organized by Jia Cong, who held a knife and forced those people to come and do these things?

"Okay, let's not talk about the one who suffered the plague. Let's talk about what happened first!" The old lady had a headache. The situation in Dongfu was too shameful. She saw You who just lowered his head and cried. He looked down upon her more and more, "You are also incompetent. Zhen'er has married you for so many years, but she has never given birth to a son or a daughter for him. Now even Rong'er has followed you. Now, Let me see what you say?"

Being so straightforward and not showing face to Youshi made everyone in the room look ugly. Only Jia Lian had a trace of unbearability flashing in his eyes, "Old lady, Master Jing is here too!"

"Even if he comes back, doesn't it mean that my son's title will still be inherited by me?" The old lady thought it was useless to scold You, and asked, "Who were there when the incident happened?"

Although there are people from the Jingwei and the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, if there are only a few people, some money can be given to these people to shut up, and the situation will be eased.

When Jia Zheng heard this, he knew what the old lady had planned. He shook his head and said, "There are already a lot of people present, and there are so many refugees. There are at least 60 people from Jingwei and Wucheng Army and Horses Division."

When the old lady heard this, her expression suddenly changed, and her face turned livid. It had to be said that things had reached the worst point, and she didn't know whether she could keep her title in the east.

The old lady still had some calculations in her heart. Although Jia Jing was a capable person and passed the Jinshi examination, he read all the books in the dog's belly. He only wanted to be a Taoist priest and gave up the good title to give it to Jia Zhen became an animal without a bridle. She was so indulgent that she caused such a disaster.

When this time comes, she will no longer care about the title of Dongfang. What she is afraid of is that, taking this opportunity, the Holy Emperor will bring Xibian along with him.

A two-sect public school means that one will be prosperous and both will be prosperous, and one will suffer both losses.

"I don't want to take the title to the east anymore. I have to take care of it quickly. If it's too late tomorrow, when the imperial censor impeaches me tomorrow, we might as well take us along with me." Jia She chuckled, "Today's second assistant, disciple We have a lot of old friends, and he still has a grudge against our family."

After saying this, the old lady also remembered that it was Jia Cong, the beast, who had caused so many troubles by kneeling at the door and writing a sour poem, regardless of family ties and the dignity of the Duke's palace.

It was just said that among the generation of the Duke of Guo, there was a Jia Jing who knew how to study. He had some skills, but he used them to practice Taoism.she
She raised two sons of her own, and the eldest son did not work well as an official. He spent all day having fun at home with a bunch of wives.Although the younger son is ambitious, his abilities are limited and he cannot take care of the household affairs well. I don’t know what the use is of raising a bunch of Qingqiu to accompany him all day long to talk about poetry and lyrics.

She originally thought that the Rongguo Duke's mansion could maintain its current dignity, at least for two or three generations. By then, she would have already died and gone to see the Duke. No matter what happened to the family, she didn't care. Not.

Who would have thought that in just a few days, things would become more troublesome one after another.

"Today we say it's Jingwei, it doesn't mean that the master of that little beast is a high official of Jingwei, some kind of commander, let him come and beg his master." The old lady was itching her teeth with hatred.

If it weren't for the fact that Dong Mansion was seeking death, she would have doubted whether Jia Cong's master was responsible for this.

"It really has to be faster. Tomorrow when the censor is impeached, the entire Jia family will be humiliated. If they are targeted, they will be unable to defend themselves!" Jia Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head slowly.

He didn't even listen to this kind of thing, but it happened in his Jia family. Tomorrow, Shao Shao had to ask for an order to be dismissed. How could he have the dignity to go to the Yamen to work?
Jia Mu also thought about the reputation of this family, and wished she could move back to Jinling with her children and grandchildren. In an instant, her face became more and more ugly, and she looked much older.

When Jia Cong was in Dongfu, he was asked some questions by Lu Qianhu, who threatened to kill him. He fled for his life and came to Tianxiang Tower in Dongfu. He hid in the dark. He didn't know why, but he just watched. When Tianxiang Tower caught fire, he told what he knew and returned to the small courtyard where he lived.

When greeting Aunt Zhong, Aunt Zhong asked why there was so much noise outside. Jia Cong smiled and said, "Something happened over there in Dongfu. Now, Brother Zhen and Brother Rong have been arrested and sent to the prison of the Criminal Department. Don't worry, mother. From now on, Brother Zhen will no longer worry about his son and will use his son to regulate the clan rules."

"This is really great. God has eyes. My son is getting better and better." Aunt Zhong looked at the short period of time. The childishness in her son's eyebrows gradually disappeared, and he became more and more handsome, seemingly overnight. As she matured, she felt heartbroken.

Caressing her son's face, Aunt Zhong asked, "Are you too tired from schoolwork?"

"It's not tiring. The masters in the palace are very kind to my son. If my son learns like this, he can enter school in less than a year."

To enter school means to be a scholar, one must pass the county examination, government examination, and college examination. After passing the college examination, one can obtain the qualification of "scholar".

Aunt Zhong's father was Jieyuan, No. 1 in the provincial examination. She has been influenced by it since she was a child, and has a strange obsession with fame. She also deeply feels that her son must be left alone in the Jia family, just like no one. Just like my father's children, fame is the only way out.

"Then what do you think?"

"Read well first. Since my son has already entered the Imperial Academy and has obtained the rank of eighth-rank official, he naturally cannot be like ordinary people trying to grab the honor of being a scholar. After his studies are solid, he will eventually get the honor of being a scholar."

Aunt Zhong was very happy to hear that her son was so ambitious. She gave him a few more instructions and told him to go and rest early, as he would go to the palace to study tomorrow.

Jia Cong returned to his room, changed his clothes under the service of Qingwen and She Yue, and then the mandarin duck girl from the old lady's room came.

"The old lady asked Mr. Cong to go to Rongqing Hall to talk!"

Jia Cong knew in his heart that it was because of the fire in the East Mansion today. He had been walking in the palace for these days and understood some rules. He knew that today's matter could be big or small. If the emperor wanted to deal with it in a serious way, Rongguo Mansion would be destroyed. It's not unusual to be involved.

If the Emperor intervenes, Jia Zhen will definitely be deprived of her title. The title of Ningguo Duke depends on what kind of heir Jia Jing wants to recognize and pass on the title.

It's not like raising an army to rebel or plotting to usurp the throne. This kind of dishonorable and morally corrupt thing can be dealt with in a big or small way, depending on the emperor's will.

However, no matter how they are dealt with, the treatment of Jia Zhen and his son will not be lenient. The more the palace wants to preserve dignity for Ning Rong's second house, the less lenient the treatment will be.

Jia Cong gently twirled the hem of his clothes and looked up at the sky. Yuanyang thought that he refused to go, so he said, "Everyone is here. It's still early. Such a big thing happened at home. Cong San must be missing." Master, after all the third master has an official status and can enter the palace to meet the saint."

Naturally, Jia Cong would not take this kind of ecstasy soup to heart. He smiled and said, "Since Sister Yuanyang said this and came here in person, even if I don't show up, I will send Sister Yuanyang back in person. "

She Yue and Qing Wen were on the other side. The two of them and Yuanyang used to be in the old lady's yard and had known each other since childhood.

Yuanyang said nothing and urged the two of them to change Jia Cong's clothes, "The two little hooves are now in good condition."

Qingwen spoke quickly, "If my sister likes our third master, why not let the third master ask the old lady for my sister?"

"You little hooves, that's nice to say. Now you don't know the depth, but in the future you will know that you can't let it go!" Qingwen's face turned red and she spat at Yuanyang, "Sister, you know the depth now? I'm afraid you don't mind. Our third master is still young, so why doesn’t he want to come?”

Jia Cong listened in the room and felt very speechless. These maids, despite their young age, followed the wives who were not shy and shameless, and they heard so many things under the covers. Don’t know the depth or length?

Even when he spoke, he felt very embarrassed even without covering up.

Jia Cong changed his clothes and quickly arrived at Rongqing Hall with Yuanyang. The atmosphere inside was hard to describe.

These things have nothing to do with him. He just came here to see the faces of these people.

Seeing that the old lady's spirit was exhausted and her face was full of impatience, Jia Cong sneered in his heart. This was an old lady who only knew that her children and grandchildren were around her knees, her family was full, and she was happy every day. Now, the building was about to collapse. Seeing that she couldn't enjoy the glory and wealth, she didn't know how anxious she was, right?
He remembered that in his previous life, when he was reading reviews of "Dream of Red Mansions", some people said that Duke Rong Guo had been unlucky for countless lifetimes, marrying such an unvirtuous man, raising two useless sons, and even treating a grandson like a pig. keep.

This is also the reason why Jia Cong did not intend to take the same path as the Rongguo Palace from the beginning. He originally wanted to maintain the superficial harmony. If he could use some of the resources of the Rongguo Palace, it would be okay for him to be hypocritical and submissive to these people.

But since they would impose clan rules and family laws on him at every turn, he was too lazy to cooperate.

"You bastard, why don't you kneel down!" When Jia She saw Jia Cong, he became angry and frowned, without a good look on his face.

"Cong, please say hello to the old lady!" Jia Cong saluted in front of Jia's mother, and then, in a perfunctory manner, he greeted the elders and asked impatiently, "I wonder what the old lady's orders are? "

Jia Mu also saw Jia Cong's undisguised perfunctory and impatience. Seeing Jia She was about to yell again, Jia Mu gave him a sharp look and stopped him. She asked patiently, "These I'm studying in the palace, is everything okay?"

"Thank you, old lady, for taking care of me. Everything is fine!"

The hall was extremely quiet, and everyone waited for several breaths. They were all surprised when Jia Cong was speechless. They thought that when the old lady asked, Jia Cong would follow the words and tell him how the emperor was doing. How do you get along with the princes? In this way, you will have a reason to ask Jia Cong to help out and ask nobles to show their respect.

Unexpectedly, an eight-year-old child without any vanity dismissed the old lady with just five words.

"Brother Cong, you are the most promising among our generation. You are a good calligrapher and a good poet at a young age. Is it possible that the emperor didn't praise you for your good reading?" Xifeng said with a smile.

Jia Cong smiled slightly and said, "Second sister-in-law, it's not unusual for me to read well. Everyone in the palace knows about it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions were complicated. Jia Zheng's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly, "Cong'er, where are you reading your book now?"

"To tell you the truth, "The Great Learning" is almost finished."

"Who is the minister?" Jia Zheng's eyes were full of longing, and he wished he could replace Jia Cong in studying.

"First, Bachelor Zhang Qilin will give a rough lecture. Mr. Xiong is about to go to Beijing under the imperial edict. Starting from the day after tomorrow, Mr. Xiong will focus on "The Great Learning"."

"Ah! Is it Mr. Xiong Bichen?" Jia Zheng exclaimed.

"Yes!" Jia Cong said calmly.

It's no wonder he made such a fuss. Among the scholars, who would not feel respectful when talking about Mr. Xiong Bichen? This man is not only a learned scholar, but also a master of erudite Confucianism.

His knowledge is deep and his virtue is high. When a person like this is a teacher, his reputation will be established first, not just his knowledge.

As long as you say, "My teacher is Xiong Bichen", which scholar will not be envious first?
This is the advantage of studying with you in the palace. All the people you teach are famous in the world, and everyone is a famous teacher.

Taking another look, Baoyu, who was still nestling in Jia Mu's arms, looked confused and didn't know what the future would bring. Jia Zheng's heart was bleeding, and the anxiety on his face was very unhappy.

"Master!" Doesn't Mrs. Wang know what Jia Zheng is thinking? Why are you talking about this at this time?Just give a reminder.

Jia She didn't know who Mr. Xiong Bichen was or what he meant. He scolded, "Since you are in the palace and can talk to the emperor and the princes, when you enter the palace tomorrow, go and ask for permission." Please show your respect to Brother Zhen in Dongfu and say something nice!"

Jia Cong only glanced at Jia She from the corner of his eye, and then said back, "I am not allowed to discuss politics in the study. The emperor has decreed that I only go to the study to study, and did not say that I can discuss politics. If the master is not afraid of taking the responsibility, If a child is lax in raising his children, it offends Long Yan. Early tomorrow morning, I will kneel in front of the Jing Palace and plead for Dongfu!"

When the old lady heard this, she was startled and said, "Don't listen to your nonsense. You often come in and out of the palace. You also know what happened to the East Mansion. Just tell me, will it involve our house?" ?”

Jia Cong lowered his head and said, "Old lady, Cong only concentrates on studying in the palace and does not dare to figure out the holy will. The thunder and rain are all the grace of the emperor. If the emperor Long Yan is furious, he will be punished for the crime of sitting in the Rongguo Duke's house for a row. As a minister, I can only thank you!"

The old lady was so angry that she fell back and sneered, "So, if the emperor punishes you, you are not afraid of death?"

Jia Cong was silent, which meant he was too lazy to speak.

Seeing that they couldn't agree, Xifeng smiled and stepped forward, pulling Jia Cong and standing next to Jia Lian, "You are also the man of the family. Even a woman like me knows that no eggs are left intact after the nest is overturned. You are a scholar, so you naturally know more than me. Do you think this is true?"

"Yes!"

"If the emperor really punishes us, we will not be in a good situation, and you will also suffer. There are so many sisters and sisters in the family. Can you bear to see them in trouble? And your aunt, none of them can escape. Take it off, do you think this is true?"

"Let's see the Holy Will!"

Xifeng was also choked up, "Is it possible that Brother Cong is sure that the emperor will show mercy to you? Silly boy, your grandmother is still a first-class princess's wife, and her face is no greater than yours? There is a saying that accompanying the king is like Here’s Banhu!”

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Second sister-in-law misunderstood, I don't mean that I don't have much face. Firstly, I am just a child, still studying, no matter what happens at home, I have no right to speak; secondly, I am I am a person who needs to be punished according to clan rules. Once the Holy Birthday Festival is over, the clan will punish me. National law or family rules, for me, it is just a matter of first come, first served."

(End of this chapter)