The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 98
Jia Cong didn't understand. Could it be that Jia Jingxiu was so confused that he could even bear the hatred of seizing his wife?
From ancient times to the present, the hatred of killing one's father and taking away one's wife has been a sworn hatred.

Seeing that Jia Jing and Jia She, although they were not close brothers, could still talk to each other well under the same roof, he felt it was outrageous.

Aunt Zhong shook her head with a smile, "It's just a woman, just a wife. How much kindness can Mr. Jing and Mrs. Dongfu have as husband and wife? When Mr. Jing won the Jinshi, the Supreme Emperor had a long talk with him, and he even served as an official. I had no choice, so I waited until Mrs. Dongfu gave birth to Uncle Zhen, then went to Xuanzhen Temple outside Dudu."

Poor Mrs. Dongfu was not even out of her confinement, so she rushed to Xuanzhen Temple and cried and begged outside the mountain gate for a whole day and night. She was not afraid of getting to the root of her illness and did not change Master Jing's mind.

"Kang, the eldest master is really... too irresponsible. After what happened, he only said that Mrs. Dongfu seduced him into committing the wrong thing. He was so remorseful that he cried bitterly and knelt in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights. He For a man to do such a thing, he would be fine just by wiping his face, but a woman would have to lose her life for this."

Jia Cong took a breath. When he was reading The Red Mansion, the book only mentioned Jiao Daye scolding him. But when Xifeng and Baoyu went to Dongfu for a banquet, he was also confused at that time. When did Jiao Daye I didn’t scold him, but I scolded him at this time. I didn’t expect that Xu was scolding people in Xifu on purpose.

And he happened to be Jia She's son. If the Dongfu knew that the enemy's son was going to be their master, servants like Lai Sheng would be okay, but what would Jiao Da and other loyal servants think?

However, at this time, he still thought too much about this matter. Tomorrow's selection of talents is the most critical. Although the palace has already made an internal decision, the imperial decree will not be issued for one day, and there is still room for reversal. Jia Cong cannot take it lightly.

However, when he thought about it, this was not his only way out. The heaviest mountain on his head was Jia She. As long as this mountain was moved away, his life would be much easier, and the tension that had just arisen would disappear. .

The next day, just after dawn, the descendants of the Second Duke Ning Rong gathered in front of Rongxi Hall, including those from the jade generation and the grass generation. They were more complete than those who attend ancestor worship every year.

Jia Cong woke up a little later than usual and heard Qingwen saying to She Yue outside, "Look at this man, he is so heartless. I called him three times in the morning, but he didn't respond. After a while, He only goes after everyone has been elected?”

She Yue smiled and said, "You are really the emperor who is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry. You don't even think about how such a good thing can happen to our third master? If you ask me, you are still determined to give up. You don't know when you look at me. You think that the third master will inherit the title in the future, can you make him a side wife?"

"Go! You arrogant bad hooves, you still have the words to tell me that you played tricks on me last night and sneaked into the third master's room. Didn't you know that you were looking at me?"

"Oh, you... I'm going to see if he's covered with quilts. You've got a bad hooves that's chewing your tongue, and see if I don't beat you to death..."

Hearing the non-stop fighting outside, Jia Cong shouted "Qingwen", and the movement disappeared. After a few breaths, Qingwen responded, "Here we come!"

She Yue went out and Qingwen came in to help Jia Cong dress.

"What are you talking about outside? It's so noisy!" Jia Cong frowned. He was not Baoyu, and he didn't have the habit of spoiling maids. If he was in a good mood, he could tolerate it, but if he was in a bad mood, he would be too lazy to pamper her.

Qingwen was obviously unhappy. Whenever this girl had any thoughts, it was written on her face, and she said impatiently, "How many times have I called Third Master this morning?"

Jia Cong lowered his eyebrows and asked, "Did I ask you to shout last night this morning?"

When Qingwen heard Jia Cong's bad tone, she quickly calmed down her temper and said, "No, but what day is it today? All the men from the eight houses in the two houses have gone to the Hall of Rongxi. Is it possible that the third master doesn't plan to participate in the selection? ?”

"Do you know who you are, asking me this?" Jia Cong asked.

She Yue happened to come in with water. When she heard this, she glanced at Qingwen worriedly. Qingwen stood there with a belt in her hand. She simply stopped helping Jia Cong and just stared blankly. , pouting at Lao Gao.

"I also know that I am just a slave for several generations, and I am not qualified to care about the third master's affairs..."

"It's good that you know your identity!" Jia Cong raised his voice, "Everyone has his own position and fulfills his responsibilities. This is the only way to preserve safety. If I had ordered you yesterday to tell you when to call me up, if you If you don't do it, you are derelict in your duty. I didn't tell you, but if you shout outside again and again, you are breaking the rules!"

Qingwen's tears welled up in her eyes, but she still sneered stubbornly, "Third Master is very angry today, and his actions show others' face. It's obviously normal. We call him Third Master, and Third Master didn't say anything wrong. Today is like this. Why come at all! If you don't like us, just send us away, and then choose a good envoy so that we can be separated easily, wouldn't it be a good idea?"

How many times did Qingwen say "throw out" and "send out" in "A Dream of Red Mansions"!
Jia Cong glanced at her coldly, "Since you came to my place, I've asked you to reflect and punished you twice, but I didn't let you change your temper, and you are getting more and more energetic? My temple is small, and I can't tolerate it. You are no bigger than a giant Buddha. You can go wherever you like without me keeping you!"

She Yue hurriedly pulled the belt in Qingwen's hand, tied it on Jia Cong, and coaxed, "Three Master's words are meaningless. What does Qingwen mean by this? She is stupid and can't speak. If If we don't do well, Third Master will point it out and we'll just change it, so why bother recruiting people?"

Jia Cong said nothing and let She Yue roll up her sleeves and help him cleanse his face.

Seeing this and Jia Cong's lack of attention, Qingwen's heart felt cold and she sneered, "I'm stupid, how can I talk to you?"

She Yue said bitterly, "My ancestor, please stop saying a few words! After serving for a while, it makes such a scene, doesn't it look good?"

"It turns out that he dislikes me and wants to drive me out. Why did I go out? Even if he dislikes me, he can't send me out in any way." Qingwen said, tears rolling down her face.

When Jia Cong saw that her mind had relaxed a little, he stopped arguing with her. After all, she was just a little girl.

Thinking about the world of Red Mansions, she was also a poor person. Let’s not talk about her life experience. She didn’t know her parents’ place of origin, age, and name even when she was a child. She was bought by Aunt Lai and given to Jia’s mother as a favor. Because she was born with a top-notch child, and she has He was good at needlework and put it in Baoyu's house. He was supposed to be a houseguest.

Who would have thought that when she met someone as skilled as Xi Ren, Qingwen, who only had a face and a good figure, was kicked out without even taking a single move from Xi Ren, and died an unjust and tragic death. A piece of Baoyu paper with a memorial inscription "Fu Rong's Daughter".

"For its nature, ice and snow are not enough to describe its purity; for its nature, the stars and sun are not enough to describe its essence; for its appearance, the flowers and moon are not enough to describe its color." Because of the sentence "The heart is higher than the sky, but the body is humble", it ends up, "The romantic and clever move" People complain. Shouyao is often born because of slander, and the sentimental son is the end of empty thoughts.

Qingwen right now is just a teenage girl.

In the previous life, children of this age were not the darlings of their parents. They were afraid of flying when held in their hands, and afraid of melting when held in their mouths. When they were in elementary school, they were only worried about watching TV dramas, playing games and reading romance novels all day long. , living a life of reaching out for clothes and opening mouth for food.

But Qingwen served him every day.

Jia Cong didn't really care about Qingwen's inappropriate words and deeds, but was worried that her character would bring disaster to her.

In the past, although he was also targeted in the Rongguo Duke's mansion, he was kept quiet and the masters did not take him seriously. But if he had attacked the title of Dongfu and snatched such a throne, Jia Mu would not If you make him feel better, and follow the example, everyone will regard him as a thorn in his side, and the people around him will not be spared either.

"Since you don't want to go out, why bother arguing in front of the third master? I said you have such a mouth, sooner or later you will be able to forgive others. Sooner or later, you will die because of your mouth!"

She Yue poked her forehead with a finger and cursed.

Qingwen saw that Jia Cong always ignored him and had been serving him for these days. She also knew that Jia Cong was a man of his word, so she thought it was better to kick her out. She covered her face and cried, "I have to go out sooner or later. I'm so angry. They even tried to pressure me with words that would kill me without even leaving the house!"

Jia Cong took the cotton handkerchief, wiped his face clean, handed it to She Yue, turned around, looked at Qingwen and said, "As usual, I don't care about you. This is the third time today. I Let me say this for the last time, so that you can reflect. Every time before you speak or do something, think carefully about what should be said and done, what should not be said and what should not be done. Say your duty and do your duty. If you are not sure, just ask She Yue. , don’t make your own decisions and act rashly.”

One sentence can determine the status of the maid in the house.

Qingwen nodded, no longer angry, and promised, "I will learn from Sister Sheyue in the future." Seeing that the child can be taught, Jia Cong softened, "You are the maid in my house, no matter what you did wrong What, as long as I don’t kill people and set fires, I should have protected you. But you should also know that my weight in this family is so important that I am always worried that I will not be able to protect you. If I hit me in the face, it will be a small thing, but it will ruin your lives. , won’t I be uneasy for the rest of my life?”

"The ancients said that trouble comes from the mouth. You have always been sharp-tongued, so I am more worried about you."

Qingwen was first furious with Jia Cong, and then she was frightened to the point of almost losing her soul by him. Then she was so moved by his heartfelt words that she couldn't help herself. She rushed forward, hugged Jia Cong and cried, "Third Master, I made a mistake. Isn’t that okay if I change it later?”

"You bitch, what are you doing? Look at the clothes the third master is wearing!" She Yue pulled Qingwen away. Seeing that Jia Cong's shoulders were covered with runny nose and tears, she slapped Qingwen's. He slapped his butt, "I said you were seeking revenge? Didn't Third Master treat you well enough?"

Qingwen chuckled and wiped her tears, "I just made the new robe for Third Master. Just take it out and wear it. I didn't mean it."

"Then you should hurry up and help Third Master change his clothes!" She Yue said as she went out and asked the woman in the room to bring Third Master's breakfast.

After changing her clothes, Qingwen helped Jia Cong comb his hair and had breakfast. It was getting late and the sun was rising. Jia Cong then calmly walked out of the door and went to Rongxi Hall. .

During this time, Ning Rong's Second Mansion became famous in Kyoto. In the words of later generations, it was ranked number one in the hot search list.

First, a case of adultery broke out in the Ningguo Duke's mansion, and all the six nobles were implicated, causing the family members to come to Rongqing Hall one by one to cry and make trouble; then, Lian Er of the Rongguo Duke's mansion I gave him a prison meal, but I don’t know what he said, so he instigated Jia Zhen and his son to fight in prison. Jia Rong killed his father and committed suicide in fear of crime.

The family tradition was so bad that the palace couldn't stand it any longer, and felt pity for their ancestors who had worked so hard for the country of Dashun and ended up raising such unfilial descendants, so they sent an imperial envoy to help Ning Guo Gongfu choose a candidate for the title. .

In a short time, many people's eyes have been fixed on Ning Rong's second house. I wonder what kind of good disciple will be selected?
In the three small wing rooms to the east of the main room of Rongxi Hall, a scarlet bamboo blanket is spread on the big Kang near the window. On the front are a big red Money Python backrest, an azure Money Python pillow, and a large autumn-scented Money Python mattress.There is a pair of plum blossom style foreign paint small tables on both sides.

On the left table is Wen Wang's cauldron spoon and incense box, and on the right table is the Ru Kiln beauty goblet. There are fresh flowers in the goblet, as well as tea bowls, spit boxes and other items.

Jia Zheng was sitting on the big Kang drinking tea, Mrs. Wang was sitting on the other side, and in front of the chairs below stood Baoyu and Jia Huan.

"Today, the palace sent someone to select someone. You two can follow me and learn how to advance and retreat. You are not allowed to participate." Jia Zheng raised his eyelids and glanced at his two sons.

Mrs. Wang was also obsessed with getting Baoyu to be selected to inherit the title of Dongfu. Their intention was that no matter who came to the palace or who was selected, they would always listen to the old lady's wishes.

Who in the capital doesn't know that there is a man in their family who was born with a jade in his mouth?Perhaps, Baoyu's wealth will have to wait for this one. When the time comes, the old lady hints, is it possible that the people in the palace will not respect her wishes?
If Jia Zheng didn't even give Baoyu a chance, how could anyone in the palace recommend the old lady's opinion?

Of course, the idea of ​​the old lady and Mrs. Wang, the ladies of the back house, who came to the palace to select people, should be to pull out the Jia family's children and wander around to see who they liked.

On this point, both the old lady and Mrs. Wang are very sure. In terms of appearance, let alone the descendants of the Jia family, they are no better than Baoyu in the capital or in the palace. Even in the In their eyes, Baoyu is outstanding.

"Master, it's not that Baoyu has to go and get a title. After all, it's a matter of Dongfu. The old lady and I want to let Baoyu... and Huan'er take part in it since there is an opportunity for such a competition. , so that they can also see the world and know the ups and downs, so as not to do ridiculous things in the future without knowing the world." Mrs. Wang said slowly, no matter how anxious she was, she just slowly twisted the beads and said with a smile.

Jia Zheng was originally a person with ragged ears and not many independent opinions. Hearing what Mrs. Wang said, he felt a little moved, thinking that people in the palace might not like Baoyu and Jia Huan. He raised his eyes towards Baoyu and saw There was a hint of irritation between Baoyu's brows, it was obvious that he didn't want to participate in the selection, and he suddenly became angry again.

He had always felt that his son had no ambition, so his disgust must not have been because he was a grandson of Rongguo and should not compete for the title of Duke Ningguo, but simply because he didn't want to.

Raising such a son, he can't beat him again and again, and he doesn't live up to expectations. He only knows how to hang out with his sisters all day long. Cong'er is younger than him. He has already become famous whether it is poetry or books, and he is still an official. Jia Zhengyue It was a comparison, the less he wanted to let his son get his wish, and said, "Since the old lady has spoken, let him go!"

As for Jia Huan, his character was trivial and his behavior was rough. Jia Zheng didn't pay attention to him at all. If such a character can be selected, it can only be said that God is blind.

Aunt Zhao heard that Jia Huan was allowed to participate in the selection. She was so happy that she knelt down and thanked the Bodhisattva. Then she pulled Jia Huan back and forth and looked at her. She only regretted that she didn't have good materials in her hands. I made a dazzling new outfit for Jia Huan, but I don’t know if she can stand out today.

"Bah!" Jia Huan sniffed, and Aunt Zhao hit her with a "pop" sound, "It's something that can't be sold on a high plate, it's a shameless seed, and it makes you have two snot dripping from your nose all the time. Why don't you eat it?" Just put it in your mouth?"

Jia Huan was in pain after being beaten by her and started to cry. There were more and more snot and tears. She raised her sleeve and wiped it all over her face.

Aunt Zhao became more and more angry and wanted to beat her. Caixia came over from the wife's room and shouted out the window, "Third Master, I'm calling from the front, telling you and Second Master Bao to go quickly!"

Aunt Zhao pushed Jia Huan hard, "You're still crying, why don't you hurry up and go forward? If you can be selected, it will be much easier for you!"

Jia Huan's mother pinched his nose with a handkerchief, blew out the mucus, and wiped away his tears before he sniffed and went out.

Not long after walking in the corridor, Caixia whispered to Jia Huan, "You are also neat and tidy. What if you are really selected?"

Jia Huan squinted at Caixia and smiled, "If I am really elected and become the Duke of the country, I will ask my wife for your help!"

Caixia was about to spit on him, but Jia Huan ran away in a flash.

Before the time came, and the palace didn't know who was sent, Jia Cong walked to Duke Rongguo's mansion. The door was open and there were all the servants guarding the door.

Jia She walked around in front of the south hall with his hands behind his back, staring at the servants and giving them orders. When he saw Jia Cong coming, he frowned and cursed, "Shameless thing, you really are like this." With your thoughts, you think the people in the palace are blind to choose someone like you, why don’t you go back and see if I don’t break your legs.”

Jia Cong looked at him coldly, and the thoughts in his mind made him feel scared.

If today, he is not even qualified to stand for election and has no chance to show his face in front of people in the palace, who can think of him?Sometimes the ducks you get fly.

Seeing Jia Zheng come out, Jia Cong hurriedly stepped forward, pretended to salute Jia Zheng, and shouted "Second Master!"

"Ah, it's Cong'er here!" Jia Zheng had never had the opportunity to get close to Jia Cong. He was very happy to see Jia Cong take the initiative and asked him, "Mr. Xiong has come to the capital. Have you taken his class recently? How do you feel?"

"My nephew has been at home recently and has not entered the palace. He has not been able to see Mr. Xiong. It is really a pity."

When Jia She saw that Jia Cong was refusing to leave and was dragging Jia Zheng to delay, he was furious. He snatched the broom from the boy's hand and hit Jia Cong head-on.

Jia Cong has been practicing martial arts for many days and his body has become flexible. When he saw a gust of wind, he unkindly hid in front of Jia Zheng. When Jia She rushed towards him, the broom just hit Jia Zheng and swept it away. his face.

At this moment, the concierge from outside ran in, knelt down and said, "Go back to the eldest master and the second master, there is someone from the palace, entering Ningrong Street!"

(End of this chapter)