Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

"No...I have nothing to say." Yang Siniang blushed and waved her hands hurriedly.

It’s hard to say that I deliberately ruined your wedding night.

Jia Cong reached out and pulled her to sit down, glaring at Bai Qiuwei: "What do you want Si Niang to say here? I don't have the eyesight to see.

It must be you who came up with the bad idea today. Tell me what you want me to do. "

Bai Qiuwei smiled and said: "I am here to report to the Prince Consort that we have already completed a lot of the things you told us in Shandong.

Now Siniang has strong soldiers and horses, and the green forest and underworld in Shandong and Hebei have been leveled, and the road is being paved to Shanxi, Henan, Liangjiang and other places.

With the help of the Prince Consort and Si Niang, we managed to clean up more than a dozen large and small halls. "

"Is that all?" Jia Cong asked angrily.

Bai Qiuwei said: "I am doing my errands loyally. I am afraid that the prince-in-law will miss him and Baba will come to report the news. If the prince-in-law thinks this is a trivial matter, then I will leave."

After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave, already smiling in his heart. You, thief, have this day too.

"Okay, you're right. Sit down, why don't you leave? I still have something to say." Jia Cong said unhappily and had to swallow the loss of being dumb.

"You came to Beijing this time just to report the news? You are just making a fuss out of a molehill." Jia Cong pondered for a moment.

Bai Qiuwei pursed her lips and smiled and said: "The prince-in-law ordered me to find out the news. I thought it would be better to stay in the capital and report the news at any time. This will also make the prince-in-law feel at ease and not think that I am not trustworthy and am hiding in the world."

Jia Cong glanced at her sideways: "I'm afraid you want to keep an eye on me nearby?"

"My consort, you are worrying too much. You and I have an agreement, how can I not trust you? I will stay here. You can give me your orders at any time, so I can help you." Bai Qiuwei said with a smile.

"It's up to you, as long as you don't act randomly and mess up my plan, otherwise don't blame me for turning against you." Jia Cong said, understanding that she wanted to urge him to fulfill his contract and deal with Prince Zhongshun.

"That's natural." Bai Qiuwei nodded, glanced at Yang Siniang again, and said with a smile: "I'll take my leave first. Siniang and the Marquis can talk about themselves." After that, she left.

There were only two people left in the room. Jia Cong relaxed a lot, hugged Yang Siniang and said, "What's wrong with Siniang here?"

Yang Siniang lowered her head and whispered: "Didn't Sister Bai just say that?"

Jia Cong was stunned: "Si Niang also wants to stay in the capital? What happened in the village..."

"My three uncles and three aunts are in charge, and there are eight thousand years old and He Tieniu to help. Nothing will happen. I will lead a group of capable people to stay in Shenjing to establish a stronghold and collect intelligence from all places." Yang Siniang said.

Jia Cong thought for a while and said, "That's okay. Aren't you going to observe mourning at home?"

Yang Siniang blushed. She did not dare to say that it was Bai Qiuwei who encouraged her to stick to Jia Cong, and said: "I brought my father's shrine with me. It is the same wherever we observe filial piety."

"Yes, that makes sense. Okay, do you have a house in Shenjing?"

Yang Siniang shook her head.

"Then where will you stay?"

"At Sister Bai's place."

"No, you can't put eggs in one basket. Well, I'll ask Xianglian to find another house for you tomorrow," Jia Cong said.

Although there were many houses under his name in the east and west houses, he did not dare to give them to others at will, lest he expose himself.

Yang Siniang nodded in agreement and added: "Last time you said you wanted some skilled people for Liu Qianhu to use. This time I brought dozens of people, all with hard skills, so I can give them to him."

Jia Cong asked: "Is it reliable?"

Yang Siniang pursed her lips and said with a smile: "They are all good players from different families. Even though they usually scold the court and go against the government, when they learned that they had the opportunity to be an official of the court and receive a salary from the court, they all stepped up to the pole and asked to work for the court. Let’s give our children and grandchildren a future.”

Jia Cong smiled slightly and said, "As long as you want to be an official, it's easy. Just contact Xianglian yourself and let him take care of the placement."

The two then agreed on the contact details.

Jia Cong saw that it was getting late, so he wanted to run away. There were three wives waiting at home. If he didn't go back, he would turn into a tigress if he let the news slip.

"Well, Si Niang, I'll talk to you some other time. I really can't get away today. I'm sorry."

Yang Siniang rolled her eyes at him and said, "I know you want to go back to the bridal chamber, so go ahead and no one will stop you."

Jia Cong pretended to be angry and said: "Little hoof, where did you learn the strange yin and yang, and your butt is itchy again?"

Hearing this, Yang Siniang thought of something, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she spat: "Fuck you, what are you talking about? Just go if you want to."

Jia Cong laughed, stood up, and said, not daring to waste any more time, "When you settle down, I'll come see you in two days, and then I'll settle the score with you."

"Bah, who will settle the score with you?" Yang Siniang blushed and turned away.

Jia Cong hugged her from behind and said softly: "My dear Si Niang, if you weren't still wearing mourning, I would really like to take you into my house."

Yang Siniang bit her lip and said, "I'm not in a hurry."

"I'm in a hurry."

"You are in a hurry to go back to the bridal chamber." Yang Siniang spat.

Jia Cong laughed dryly. When did this girl become smart?

He hurriedly changed the subject, raised his voice and ordered someone to call Bai Qiuwei in, saying, "I have something else to tell you."

Bai Qiuwei and Wu Ziyue came in and said, "What are your orders, Lord Marquis?"

Jia Cong glanced at Wu Ziyue.

Bai Qiuwei said: "She is the leader of my church. She is just hiding here as a cover. She can definitely be trusted."

Jia Cong nodded and was about to speak when he suddenly heard the girl on guard at the door deliberately loudly saying, "Hey, Mr. Lan, are you here to see our lady?"

"Well, Xiaorui, is your lady here?"

Lanwei? ! Jia Cong's scalp almost exploded. If she saw him appearing in another famous prostitute's room on the night of her wedding, how would she explain it?

Wu Ziyue hurriedly whispered: "Lan Wei is familiar with me and must have come to talk to me. You hide inside and I will send her away."

Bai Qiuwei glanced at Jia Cong with schadenfreude, and took Yang Siniang to hide in the inner room.

Jia Cong wanted to die. If he hadn't seen that this was the third floor, he would have jumped out of the window and escaped. But he had no choice but to sneak into the inner room to avoid the disaster in front of him first.

Wu Ziyue opened the door and said with a smile: "Sister Lan, why are you here if you don't dress up at this time?"

Lan Wei looked a little haggard, and said with a forced smile: "I told my mother that I'm sick today, so I won't see any guests." Seeing the dishes on the table were messy, she said, "Are you having any guests?"

Wu Ziyue said with a smile: "Sister, sit down. I just saw off a familiar guest, and I haven't had time to leave yet. Xiaorui, please put away the table and order someone to serve tea to Sister Lan."

Lan Wei sat aside and stared out the window, sighing quietly, seemingly feeling infinitely depressed.

"Sister, is something on your mind?" Wu Ziyue asked tentatively.

Lan Wei said: "Yue'er, where do you think people like us will go?"

Wu Ziyue smiled and said: "Sister, you are well-known in the sacred capital and sought after by thousands of people. Why do you think about this matter? If nothing else, just the words from Marquis Huan, 'It is better to take pity on the people in front of you', are worth a hundred times. What else are you worried about?”

Lan Wei shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Yue'er doesn't need to forgive me. There are only a handful of people like us who have died a good death since ancient times."

Wu Ziyue was eager to send her away and went straight to the point: "Today is the wedding of Marquis Huan. Could it be that my sister is hurting herself because of this?" She had known Lan Wei for several years and knew the thoughts of these daughters very well.

Lan Wei's face turned red, her brows furrowed, and she spat: "Don't talk nonsense. Who is Marquis Huan? How can I reach such a high level?"

Even so, her tone was soft, a little angry, but a little shy. Anyone who wasn't deaf could tell that she didn't mean what she said. The three people inside were hiding behind the curtain and had different expressions after hearing this.

Jia Cong was a little happy.

Bai Qiuwei glanced at him with a sneer, showing mercy to the pervert.

Yang Siniang rolled her eyes at him angrily, how many women do you have?
Jia Cong smiled awkwardly and raised one finger, only this.

Yang Siniang sneered, only a ghost would believe you.

But I heard Wu Ziyue say from outside: "Sister, don't worry, Marquis Huan is not that frivolous prodigal. He said he would redeem you, and he will definitely redeem you. Just wait with peace of mind."

Lan Wei seemed to have found a soulmate and said happily: "How can I meet my sister?"

Wu Ziyue said: "If you look at people through poetry, you can tell. Huanhou's poems are all full of sincerity and sincerity. How can they be written by people who are hypocritical?
What's more, Marquis Huan never wrote poems easily. Look at the daughters in Beijing who are better than his poems. Didn't a princess and two girls marry home? "

When Lan Wei thought about it, her big eyes suddenly brightened a lot, and a lot of hope arose in her heart. She said with some embarrassment: "I am a few years older, but I always think wildly and make my sister laugh."

Wu Ziyue smiled and said: "Sister, if you care, you will be confused. When the time comes, she will fly up the branch. Don't forget to give me a little tug."

Lan Wei said shyly: "Yue'er, please don't make fun of me. I have never thought about climbing a high branch. I have already made up my mind that I will never meet my beloved in this life, and I am willing to die to express my determination." Although the voice was soft, there was a perseverance and awe in it. meaning.

Wu Ziyue secretly admired her and comforted her with soft words, thinking that if Jia Cong was unlucky in the future, she could be recruited into the sect. Where could such a talent be found?

When the three people inside the curtain heard this, they even exploded.

Bai Qiuwei's face was as cold as frost, and she glared at Jia Cong with a hint of threat. She hated the idea of ​​a girl being bullied.

Yang Siniang reached out and pinched Jia Cong's waist hard. Even though he was wearing soft gold armor, the pain was so painful that he almost cried out.

Busily holding her hand, he pointed at his heart, meaning, you still don't understand my heart? Am I that kind of person?

Yang Siniang spat at him lightly and turned away. She admired Lan Wei's steadfastness and steadfastness, but also felt sympathy for her.

Lan Wei got some relief from Wu Ziyue, and after talking for a while, she smiled slightly and said goodbye.

Yang Siniang pulled Jia Cong out and said angrily: "Look at what evil you have done."

Bai Qiuwei said coldly: "You are indeed worthy of being a talented man."

Jia Cong smiled bitterly: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Don't worry, I will save her from the sea of ​​misery. You two chivalrous ladies, say goodbye."

"You're already here, why don't you go and say a few words to Miss Lan?" Yang Siniang said.

"This...I'm in a hurry...Okay, okay, I'll go right away." Jia Cong was a little embarrassed, but when he saw Yang Siniang getting angry, he quickly changed his words and got up to chase after her.

Xiao Rui hurriedly took him downstairs, through the specially set up "employee passage" behind the house, and caught up with Lan Wei on the secluded verandah downstairs.

Jia Cong, wearing a cloak, looked like a big bat looking for food in the dark night. He caught up with Lan Wei in a few steps, took her into his arms as soon as he reached out, and kissed her first as a sign of respect.

The little girl leading the front heard the noise and was about to scream when Cheng Lingsu had already covered her mouth and pulled her aside.

Lan Wei was suddenly attacked. She was so frightened that she was scared to death. She struggled desperately, but she didn't know that the man was extremely domineering, like a hungry tiger preying on a sheep. He struggled to escape.

"it's me."

Hearing the lingering voice, Lan Wei felt relieved and her whole body softened. It seemed that her soul was blown away by the sound, and she could no longer stand and fell into the man's arms.

Jia Cong held her in his arms as if there was no one around, lingering for a long time before he was willing to let her go.

Lan Wei was so moved that her eyes filled with tears, as if a fire suddenly jumped up in her heart, trying to ignite her whole body.

"Come this way." Lan Wei took him to a small pavilion in the corner and sat down. There was no lantern here, which was a perfect place to talk about love.

"Why are you here? I'm not afraid of the princess blaming me."

Jia Cong said softly: "I was having a drink with my guests at home. I suddenly thought of you, so I came to see you. How are you?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I sighed in shame. It was all because of these two shameless men, Feng Yuan and Zhongxin, that they had infected me too.

Lan Wei covered her slightly trembling lips, tears streaming down her face, and broke down in sobs. She was moved, happy, sad, and aggrieved in her heart. She had so many emotions that she couldn't say anything, so she just nodded lightly.

Jia Cong hugged her slightly thin body and comforted her: "Why are you crying? Didn't I just come back from the war? Don't worry, after these few days of work, I will take care of your business." A beauty is a beauty, and there is no need to cry. Crying so beautifully.

Lan Wei wiped her tears, bit her lips, and stopped talking.

"What's wrong? If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter." Jia Cong said.

"I'm getting older, and there are new people in the building. My mother has hinted to me several times in the past two days that she wants to... groom the cage." Lan Wei said timidly.

Jia Cong was stunned. Are you old? Lan Wei is only twenty-one or twelve years old, and the replacement is too fast. This industry is really about youth.

Weiwei sneered: "When?"

"It won't be long after spring starts. I think it's either this month or next month." Lan Wei said.

It was strange that she was in such a low mood today. Jia Cong knew it and said, "Don't worry, I promise to solve your problem within a month."

Lan Wei said happily: "Cong Lang, are you serious about this?"

Jia Cong said: "How can I break my trust?"

Lan Wei seemed to be injected with a new vitality. She suddenly jumped into her arms, hugged Jia Cong tightly, and murmured: "Cong Lang, Cong Lang..."

Jia Cong was also moved by her unconcerned affection and comforted her: "Don't worry, Weier, I will send someone to protect you secretly. If anything happens, I will know immediately and no one can hurt you."

Lan Wei was so happy that she almost fainted, and said softly: "Cong Lang... my three younger sisters have also fallen in love with you for a long time."

Jia Cong smiled slightly. He had already planned it and said, "Don't worry, Wei'er. I'll drink three thousand pieces of weak water in one gulp. I'll keep you sisters forever."

Lan Wei chuckled, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Good man, when the time comes, our sisters will serve you together. Do you like it?"

Jia Cong's ears felt hot when he heard it, and he hurriedly said: "I like it, this is my special skill."

"Oh? What ability?"

"In an army of millions, a silver spear can see red."

Lan Wei sneered, patted him, and said, "Nvxia Ren has already said that she would surrender to you."

Jia Cong said proudly: "A certain spear can be used as much as possible among the flowers, but it has never been defeated. How can it be afraid of her?"

Lan Wei smiled shyly and said: "Okay, I know you are powerful, and I am no match for you. It's getting late, if you don't go back yet, please be careful, the princess is waiting in a hurry."

Jia Cong's heart moved and he pretended to be casual: "Princess, let her wait. I just want to talk to Wei'er now."

Lan Wei didn't know that he was using deceit to advance in order to retreat, so she said anxiously: "Don't be fooled. Now that you are married, you still don't care about the importance. Aren't you setting me up for injustice and teaching me how to see the princess in the future?"

How dare she pester Jia Cong now? If the princess found out, she would die without knowing how, so she hurriedly urged him to leave.

Jia Cong stood up "reluctantly" and said reluctantly: "Then take care of yourself, I'll go first."

"Go quickly, there are many people in front, so go through the back door. I'll let the girl take you there." Lan Wei said.

Jia Cong smiled slightly, turned and left.

If I rush back now, the banquet should not be over yet, there is still time, and I am barely a master of time management. (End of chapter)