Red Mansion: I am Jia Lian

Chapter 1 I am not Jia Lian

(A little common sense, the ancients called others by their given names or nicknames to show respect. Calling them by their first names is very rude and is equivalent to swearing. Unless they are enemies, they would only call them by their first names. For example, Jia Lian called himself: Lian .More: There are usually no words before the crown is added, and it is not rude to give a name. Crowning and crowning: the coming-of-age ceremony of the ancients.)
  On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Rongguo Mansion was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, but the servants could not see any joy on their faces. They were holding their breath while walking, and their steps were as slow as possible, trying not to make any noise.

In the courtyard in front of the main hall of the East Crossing Courtyard, a row of servants were kneeling, their heads lowered and expressionless, like prisoners waiting for judgment.

After a burst of footsteps, a group of people came out of the inner hall. The leader was Imperial Physician Qiu, and Jia She was half a step behind. The two were walking together. Jia She kept thanking him and walked to the door. Jia She asked again : "Mr. Qiu, do you have any further instructions from Brother Lian?"

"It will be fine when you wake up. It will take a few days to recover." Doctor Qiu smiled. He was the eldest son and grandson of the Rongguo Mansion. He was under great pressure before this trip. He never expected to be lucky. His pulse was stable and one injection People wake up when they get down.

The consultation fee is small, but the favor is huge.

After seeing off Doctor Qiu, he turned around and saw the servants kneeling in the yard. Jia She changed his expression to cold and snorted heavily.

"The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the celebration was almost ruined by your useless dog slave. When the old lady leaves, let's see how I deal with you dog slave." After cursing, Jia She hurried inside.

If we compare Jia Lian's safety and Jia She's enthusiasm for the New Year, Jia She probably values ​​the happiness of the New Year more.

Seeing Jia's mother in front of the bed, Jia She changed her expressionless face and stepped forward to speak: "Mom is tired."

Jia Mu, who was playing the role of a kind grandmother, was holding Jia Lian's hand to greet him. After being interrupted, he couldn't help turning his head and said angrily with dissatisfaction: "Brother Lian is fine this time. He can't guarantee the next time. These useless slaves have their legs broken and thrown out."

The young Jia Lian, who was lying on the bed in a state of confusion, saw the ferocious look on Jia Mu's face for a moment when he heard these words, and his eyes showed horror.

"Grandma, I don't blame them. It was me who ran onto the ice to play while they weren't paying attention."

The Jia Lian on the bed is naturally not Jia Lian, but a time traveler. Jia Lian would definitely not be able to sit back and watch such a thing that was so inconsiderate to human life.

After hearing this, Mother Jia's face darkened, and she turned to stare at Jia Lian and said: "Brother Lian, I must not be lenient. You want to attack the nobles. If your grandfather were still here, these slaves would have to march and fight directly." die!"

With a kind face and such vicious words coming out of his mouth, Jia Lian was slightly stunned after hearing this. After being in a coma for a day, my brain had already accepted the memory fusion, and I immediately made adjustments to my speech skills.

"What grandma said is, my grandson is thinking, it's almost the Chinese New Year. If we really see blood, wouldn't it spoil the celebration? If you think they are an eyesore, send them to the village outside the city to relieve themselves. Grandma has always been kind, but these slaves don't cherish it. .”

Jia She on the side heard this and said angrily: "How dare you talk back to these little beasts who don't know how to live or die? These useless slaves should be sold together with their families." After hearing this, Jia Mu became furious and said in a sharp voice: "This In Dongkua Courtyard, am I, an old man like me, unable to take charge?"

Jia Lian listened carefully, and his mind was spinning rapidly. The relationship between mother and son was subtle, but in just one round, there were all kinds of swords and swords, which made people secretly frightened.

"My son doesn't dare, but I have to follow my mother's orders." Jia She quickly bowed his head in submission, but his face looked very unconvinced.

"Hmph, then just like Brother Lian said, send him to Zhuangzi." Jia Mu, who had won the victory, had a winner's smile on her face. She stood up and said again without seeing Jia She's clenched fist: "Since you can't take good care of Brother Lian, I will take him to the Rongxi Hall after the new year. Okay, that's it."

As she spoke, Jia Mu waved her sleeves and left, followed by seven or eight maids and women behind her.

It's so grand to see a patient. This is in your own home. Jia Lian silently complained about the old lady in his heart.

Thanks to "A Dream of Red Mansions", I read it carefully when I was young, and thanks to a fifty-year-old soul. If I were a twenty-year-old time traveler, I might not have the patience to read it through. I would be happy to play some games on my mobile phone. First choice.

Jia's mother left. Jia She watched her farewell and turned around to vent his anger on Jia Lian: "You little beast, you are so troublesome."

Jia She also left. Standing by the bed was a trembling maid, not very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old. Seeing Jia Lian talking with her eyes closed, her handsome face slightly pale, the maid stepped forward to cover it up. Cover the corners of the quilt.

The atmosphere in the room was still depressing. Jia Lian opened his eyes and took a deep breath, taking a look at the maid Guixiang in front of him.

In my memory, Jia's mother arranged for her to come here. Her appearance was only average, and Jia She, the LSP, looked down upon her. If nothing else goes wrong, if you get married in two years, it will most likely be with a servant. The child was born into the family and continued to contribute to the prosperity of the Jia family, making a qualified crop of leeks.

Jia Mu, Jia She, Mrs. Wang, and Wang Xifeng are all ruthless people who don't take human life seriously. Jia Mu's behavior before sent out a signal. In the backyard of Rongguo Mansion, there can only be one authority and one voice, and that is Jia Mu.

Jia She is a rebellious middle-aged man who doesn't know much about the world, is greedy for money, lustful, and selfish.

Jia Mu wanted to persuade Jia She, but Jia She resisted, but not with much strength.

In this era, the country is governed by filial piety. A disobedient hat can crush people to death.

Jia She's resistance, or struggle, was low-intensity. In Jia Lian's opinion, it was more like a naughty child asking for candy.

In short, the relationship between mother and son is not harmonious.

Jia Lian couldn't care about the fate of others for the time being. He only spoke when the lives and deaths of several servants were at stake.

Without him, there would be no way to see this kind of behavior that regards human life as trivial. What kind of master there is, there is what kind of slave.

It’s no wonder that when the Jia family fell into decline later, it was all white and really clean.

The most urgent thing is to adjust your mentality quickly and don't look at ancient things through the eyes of a modern person.

In parallel time and space, Jia Lian has been working in the system for more than 20 years, but he is just a regular employee. Unsurprisingly, he will stay in this position until he retires. He never thought that he would drive drunk late at night, drive into the river, and come to the world of Red Mansions - —The Great Zhou Dynasty.

Zhou Taizu made his fortune in the troubled times of the late Ming Dynasty. He used the three-foot sword to quell the chaos in the world, resisted foreign humiliation, and settled the world. It has been more than a hundred years since the founding of the country.

As for the current situation of the dynasty, there are two days in the sky. One year ago, when the emperor who had been in power for 20 years was seriously ill and lying on the bed, he meditated on this day.

I thought that the Supreme Emperor would not be able to survive, but I never thought that after lying in bed for half a year, he would miraculously recover.

This is embarrassing!

It is unknown whether Taizu was a time traveler. We only know from Ti's memory that Taizu was heavy in industry and pioneered the practice of craftsmen becoming officials. He also adjusted the content of the imperial examination and made it mandatory to take the examination as a compulsory examination. Those who fail will not be successful.

In his wild thoughts, Jia Lian gradually fell asleep again. When he woke up again, he could feel the sunshine outside through the window paper. As soon as she got up from bed, the maid Guixiang came in with a flattering smile on her face: "Serve the second master, please get up!"

Jia Lian was not very adaptable mentally, but physically he was very obedient and allowed Guixiang to serve him.

It was probably Jia Lian's silence that made the atmosphere heavy. Guixiang took the initiative and whispered: "Second Master, this is great!"

"Yes!" Jia Lian responded without saying anything more. Two little maids came in, carrying a kettle and a copper basin and towel, and waited for them to wash up. Jia Lian's movements seemed a bit stiff and he was really not used to it.

A little maid's collar was unbuttoned. Guixiang saw it and whispered, "Take care of your bastard, and button the collar."

Jia Lian was stunned for a while, what's going on? After taking a closer look, I noticed that these maids were dressed conservatively. Except for a section of their neck, hands, head and face, everything else was covered by clothes.

With the rise of Neo-Confucianism, folk customs became more and more conservative, and women exposed less and less in their clothing. The sight of a tube top like that in the Tang Dynasty was considered by Taoists to be a coquettish thing.

Judging from the rudeness of Guixiang's tone, this maid has a criminal record.

From Jia Lian's perspective, is this nonsense? The combination of shorts and suspenders in summer can be seen a lot.

"Uh-huh!" Jia Lian coughed lightly and said calmly: "I have to teach the maid not to make noise in front of me."

This was a relief for the little maid, and it didn't hurt Guixiang's face at the same time.

Jia Lian had no idea what this little maid's name was, and it didn't exist in the retrieved memory.

Compare Jia Lian in Dream of Red Mansions, he likes women with a mature style.

Breakfast is very rich, a bowl of shredded chicken noodles and four side dishes. A small table was set up on the hot Kang, and Jia Lian ate in his room.

Guixiang waited on the side and talked about the latest gossip. This must be a habit in the past. Judging from this meaning, the relationship between Guixiang and Jia Lian is relatively close. The memory of the predecessor retrieved during coma was incomplete. Guixiang's name was remembered, but there was not much other information.

"Last night, some aunts were spreading the news that some of the servants failed to take good care of the second master, and the eldest master was angry and wanted to betray them. The second master begged the ancestors for them, and finally gave them a light punishment and sent them to the city. In the village outside."

Guixiang present knew what happened yesterday. Saying it in a low voice when no one else is around is to convey a message. Guixiang also said the same thing, and the second master had to say the same thing, otherwise he would offend the old lady.

This is the right to speak!
  Jia Lian didn't say anything, but felt very emotional in his heart. But there was a look of indifference on his face, and he put down his chopsticks with a smile: "I know, I just know that my grandmother is kind-hearted, so I dare to intercede for the slaves."

Only the devil knows whether Guixiang was sent by Jia Mu. If she was sent by Jia Mu, her appearance would be at most seventy.

If I had to find an advantage, it would be a big butt. The personal maid in this house not only means caring, but also has the responsibility of male enlightenment. Just like Jia Baoyu. Speaking of which, there are quite a few handsome maids coming out of Jia Mu's house, so why did she arrange for Guixiang to come over? Damn, there is indeed a lot of memory retrieval. I wonder how many maids there were before, and whether Jia She took them away because of his fancy.

Jia She can definitely do this. He has been asking for a mandarin duck, forcing people to swear to be a sister-in-law.

After eating, he felt his body recovered. When Jia Lian put down his chopsticks, Guixiang said again: "Since the second master is well, I should go to say hello to the eldest master first, and then kowtow to my ancestors to thank him."

Okay, it's arranged.

This body is only thirteen years old. When he was young and ignorant, he usually had a good temper and was not much feared by his servants.

"I'll go right away." Jia Lian didn't want to appear too creative, so he just followed Guixiang's suggestion and there would be no mistake.

Jia She didn't get up. What Jia Lian saw was Mrs. Xing, who was in her early twenties.

"The eldest master has told me that the second master still needs to cultivate his health, so he can avoid the morning and evening period." When Mrs. Aunt’s temperament. Theoretically, she was the legitimate mother, and Jia Lian wanted to respect her. When she actually stood in front of him and spoke, the woman's eyes dodge and she stuttered a bit.

This is a lack of confidence!
  There was no other way. After he was straightened up, in the Dongkua courtyard, Jia She liked the new and disliked the old. She had many concubines and she couldn't control the situation.

Jia Lian is a serious heir to the title, and Mrs. Xing will count on him to support her in her old age in the future. What's more, Jia She drank and had fun last night until midnight, but he didn't get up at all. How could he feel sorry for his son?

Ordinarily, if Jia She was to remarry, Mrs. Xing's background would definitely be beyond the reach of Jia She, yet she actually married a woman from a small family. Jia's mother actually didn't object, which is very meaningful.

Jia Lian said goodbye according to the etiquette and left, rushing to the Hall of Rongxi. As soon as they arrived in the front yard, several servants came out and knelt down in front of Jia Lian, saying: "Thank you very much, Second Master, for your noble hand. We will make a grass ring in return."

Jia Lian knew that these were the followers who had been punished yesterday. He stopped and said with a smile: "It's all because of my grandmother's kindness that the second class was lenient. Keep the good things in my heart with my grandmother. Go and have a good life. If you have any problems, you can come to me." I."

According to Jia Lian's style in the novel, it is his character to be generous to his servants.

Several servants kowtowed three times before standing up and retreating. Jia Lian watched them leave and continued moving forward with a smile on his face.

As soon as they entered the Rongxi Hall, a voluptuous young woman appeared. In my memory, she was Aunt Zhao. When Mrs. Wang was pregnant with Jia Zhu, Jia's mother gave her maid Zhao Aunt to Jia Zheng. Tanchun was already born.

"I've seen the second master, are you going to pay respects to your ancestors?" Aunt Zhao's eyes couldn't help but be a little frivolous, as if she was preparing to tease him.

Jia Lian knew it was the predecessor's pot, and this was his grandson's favorite. I don’t know if it’s because of the lack of maternal love!
  "I've met Aunt Zhao!" Jia Lian nodded slightly, his eyes serious. Aunt Zhao couldn't help but be secretly surprised. In the past, this boy always looked at her secretly. What happened today? Changed your character?
  Aunt Zhao didn't want to bother too much, so she turned around and went forward. She was a concubine and she wanted to go to Mrs. Wang to set the rules.

The two of them walked in tandem and walked less than a hundred steps before another young woman dressed in a bookish style appeared in front of them, but she was actually a woman of sixteen or seventeen years old. Seeing the two people appearing one after another, the woman stopped and bowed to say blessing: "Li Wan wishes blessing to Second Uncle Lian. He has met Aunt Zhao."

What these two people said sounded okay, but it was actually very interesting. Congratulations and blessings to Jia Lian, Aunt Zhao just meant it. It's not a matter of closeness, but a matter of stance.

Well, this is Li Wan, Jia Zhu's daughter-in-law. Her face is rosy and her complexion is quite good. When looking at her face, it reminds Jia Lian of Shangguan Wan'er in the old TV series "Wu Zetian".

What Jia Zhu, a short-lived ghost, did was not unfair! He is an enviable short-lived ghost!

(End of this chapter)