Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 122 Jia Baoyu dropped the jade

Madam You has been living in Ningguo Mansion with Second Sister You and Third Sister You for half a year. Jia Rong promised to help Second Sister You and Third Sister You choose a good husband, but nothing happened. Every time Mrs. You asked, Jia Rong always excused herself because she was busy and would talk about it later.

In this way, the mother and daughter settled down in Ningguo Mansion.

Entering the hall, Madam You, Second Sister You, and Third Sister You greeted Jia Mu and others, said a few words to each other, and then left.

After a while, Jia Mu ordered people to set up the carriages and sedans, and the female relatives returned to Rongguo Mansion.

This time, I won't get off the sedan in Nuan Pavilion.

After passing the hall, he turned west and went to Jia Mu's main hall to get on and off the sedan chair.

Everyone gathered around Jia Mu to the main room, where the brocade embroidered screen was also completely new.

Jia Jing, Jia She, Jia Zheng, Jia Rong and other children entered the hall to pay New Year's greetings to Jia's mother.

"It will be difficult for you to take care of me even for a year." Jia Mu sat in the hall and accepted the congratulations of all the men and women.

Immediately afterwards, the men, women, servants and maids of the two houses also walked into the hall, one after another, and went up and down to salute according to their duties.

Jia's mother ordered people to deposit new year's money, purses, gold and silver and barley grains, and arrange a celebration banquet.

The men sat down in the east and the women in the west presented Tusu wine, acacia soup, auspicious fruits, and wishful cakes. Jia Mu got up and went into the inner room to change clothes, and everyone slowly dispersed.

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New Year's Eve.

In various Buddhist halls in Ningguo Mansion, incense is burned in front of the Stove King. In the courtyard of Ning'an Hall, there are paper horse incense offerings made of heaven and earth. Under the corridor walls, there are large bright-corner lamps hanging high, two rows high, and there are street lamps everywhere.

Everyone, both upper and lower, were all dressed up in flowers. There was a constant stream of people, chatter and laughter, and firecrackers setting off all night long.

"It's Chinese New Year."

Jia Rong stood in the corridor, looking up at the firecrackers and fireworks set off in the night, and a pair of clear eyes suddenly filled with emotion.

It has been more than half a year since he traveled through time in early June.

In the past six months, Jia Rong has gradually integrated into the ancient environment and done many things.

For example: according to the self-rescue plan, he gradually seized the supreme power of Ningguo Mansion.

He is now the master of Ningguo Mansion.

He inherited the title of Ning Guofu and successfully obtained an official position, and is about to enter the Beijing camp.

"In the eighth year of Long'an..." Jia Rong murmured, "Jia Yucun was promoted to the prefect of Yingtian. Although Xiangling was cut off by me, it's time for Xue Baochai to go to Beijing."

"Alas, the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!" Jia Rong clenched his fists, and the emotion in his heart disappeared like smoke, revealing his perseverance again.

"Sir, my wife is calling you to have a drink." At this moment, Ruizhu came to the corridor and called Jia Rong.

"Okay, here we come." Jia Rong smiled, then turned around and stepped back into the hall.

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The next day, on the first day of the new year, at the time of the fifth drum, Youshi and Qin Keqing got up one after another, made up according to their grades, and together with the female family members of the Rong Mansion, they followed Jia Mu into the palace again to congratulate and wish them a prosperous new year.

Jia Rong, together with Jia She, walked into the palace and stood in the queue of honorable ministers. They paid homage to the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor and received the banquet.

After completing a set of procedures, it is already Chenpai time.

Everyone returned to the Ningguofu Ancestral Hall and worshiped the heroic spirits of their ancestors again before changing clothes and resting.

During the ten days from the first day of the New Year to the Lantern Festival, the men of the two houses were busy socializing and constantly went to pay homage to the noble houses. The female relatives are also socializing. In the upper courtyard of the two government halls, opera wine was set up, and guests were invited to have New Year wine. He also ordered people to arrange carriages and sedans, changed into regular clothes according to his rank, and visited the four major princes and the female relatives of other princes.

As for the princes and fourth-rank generals below the duke level, they don't have to come in person.

Just wait for others in the house.

After seven or eight days of busy work, there was constant entertainment and drinking in the courtyard of Ning Rongjia's mansion. The carriages and horses in front of the mansion gate were like dragons, like clouds gathering and dispersing. It was not until the tenth day of the lunar month that Jia Rong, Youshi, Qin Keqing and others finally took a breather. After a short rest for a day, they ordered people to put up lanterns and streamers to prepare for the Lantern Festival.

"Tired, so tired." Jia Rong shook his head. In the past few days as the Lantern Festival was approaching, the gentlemen of the two houses were busy inviting people to drink again.

On the 11th, Jia She invited Jia Mu, on the 12th, Jia Zheng invited Jia Mu, on the 13th, Jia Rong invited Jia Mu, and on the 14th, Jia Lian invited Jia Mu.

On the eve of the 15th, Jia's mother ordered a banquet to be held in the large flower hall, arranged a small play, hung all kinds of colorful lanterns, and led the nieces, nephews, granddaughters-in-law and other family members of Rongning's second house to have a family banquet.

Jia Jingsu did not drink alcohol. Apart from offering sacrifices to his ancestors and congratulating Jia's mother, he hid in Huifang Garden to meditate and practice Taoism, ignoring all worldly matters.

Even during the Lantern Festival, Jia Jing did not come to join the team. He only sent Jia Rong to congratulate Jia's mother, and still hid in Huifang Garden to repair.

Jia's mother didn't blame him, she just said that he was destined to be an immortal and he would definitely become a good person in the future.

******

It's night, as bright as day.

There are lanterns in the market and fireworks in the night sky.

Heaven and earth are a sea of ​​light.

In the large flower hall of the main room of Jia Mu's Courtyard in Rong Guo Mansion, several banquet tables were set up, and the masters of Ning Rong Jia Mansion gathered together to celebrate the Lantern Festival.

People hung lanterns, set off fireworks, guessed lantern riddles, danced lions and dragons, ate Lantern Festival, welcomed Zigu, and walked away from all kinds of diseases. It was lively and joyful.

In the flower hall, Jia Rong was the best in literary talent. Whether it's drinking, poetry, or guessing lantern riddles, they're all at your fingertips, making people applaud.

The eyes of all the female family members looked at him, full of admiration.

Especially those close to him, such as Youshi, Qin Keqing, Lin Daiyu and other masters;

As well as girls such as Yuanyang, Ruizhu, Baozhu, Yindie, and Chaodou;

Even Li Wan, Wang Xifeng, Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun and other daughters-in-law of Rongguo Mansion.

Everyone was impressed by Jia Rong's literary talents and couldn't help but praise him.

Jia She, Jia Zheng, Jia Lian and other gentlemen knew that Jia Rong's literary talent was extraordinary, so they were not surprised. They just clapped their hands in admiration and praised him a few times.

When Jia Cong, Jia Huan, and Jia Lan were young, they were secretly envious when they saw Jia Rong's guidance, promotion of writing, and support of literature and military affairs, and regarded Jia Rong as their idol in life.

Only Jia Baoyu saw the women in the hall, including Lin Daiyu.

They all turned their attention away from themselves and focused on Jia Rong, unable to help but feel sad.

The look in Jia Rong's eyes showed inexplicable hostility.

Then, in the following activities of drinking, poetry, and guessing lantern riddles, he became active and competed with Jia Rong, trying to regain his glory.

Unfortunately……

No matter how he was born with a jade in his mouth, how could he compare to Jia Rong, a time traveler?

Seeing Jia Baoyu provoking him, Jia Rong smiled slightly and raised the selection height of countless poems and wine orders in his mind slightly.

Then he revealed his heroic spirit, which shocked Jia Baoyu.

He was a pretentious man who, despite his young age, was "well-read." Except for the imperial examinations, he was impatient, and he had read countless other miscellaneous books, thinking that he was a romantic seed. But now he was crushed by Jia Rong, a "rough martial artist".

This sense of psychological gap almost stopped Jia Baoyu from collapse, and he reached out to touch his neck...

Seeing his actions, a charming and charming girl suddenly rushed up and stopped Jia Baoyu. She softly persuaded, "My Lord, Lord Ningfu is having a naughty fight with you. Why do you take it seriously?" ?Don’t be angry!”

After that, she raised her face, showing her long face, looking at Jia Rong with a bit of complaint, but she begged in a gentle tone, "Sir, Second Master Bao is young and he is your elder, why bother trying to compete with him?" What? Just give in to him and coax him to be stubborn."

However, after Xi Ren finished speaking, Jia Baoyu's expression changed and he couldn't help but blush. He felt that "give in" was very harsh and couldn't help shouting, "I don't want him to give in! I know you don't have any in your eyes." I only care about holding him up. What kind of jade is born with a jade in its mouth, what kind of psychic jade is not even as good as a rough martial artist, why should I be so proud, I might as well throw it away!"

While speaking, Jia Baoyu pulled off the gold inlaid jade from his neck, his silver plate-like face filled with anger, and slammed it to the ground.

Snapped!

For a moment, the hall was shocked.

(End of this chapter)