Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 63 A virtuous mother and a filial son
  At noon the next day, Jia Cong came back from practicing martial arts at Wang Jin's place. After changing his clothes and eating, he suddenly remembered something and wanted to order someone to invite Jia Yun to come. Where to meet? Isn't this embarrassing?

Immediately after taking the money, I went out and asked Wangcai to lead the way and visit him. According to his memory, Jia Yun's house should be on the back porch of Ning Rong's second residence, so it's not that far anyway.

"Sir, Master Yun's house is that small courtyard." But during tea time, Wangcai had already taken Jia Cong to a small courtyard in a small alley under the back porch.

Jia Cong searched in his mind and couldn't remember any other details, so he asked: "Who else is in Brother Yun's family? What should I call them? We haven't been in contact for a long time, and I forgot."

Wangcai hurriedly said: "Second Master Yun is the son of the fourth and fifth masters. All the brothers are gone and the sisters have all left the palace. Now there is only the widowed mother and him living together in the family. Life is not very rich. You call her mother?" Just call me Fifth Sister-in-law."

Jia Cong nodded and called the door.

Dong dong dong, Wang Cai patted the door knocker: "Is the Second Master Yun at home? The Third Master of Xifu is here to visit."

A girl opened the door and said, "Which third master?"

"Of course it's my Third Master Cong!" Wangcai glared at the girl and said arrogantly.

"Uncle Cong is here, and my nephew didn't come far to greet him. He deserves to die." A young man of eighteen or nineteen hurriedly came out of the main room to welcome Jia Cong, bowed his hands repeatedly, and let Jia Cong into the courtyard.

Jia Cong waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need to be polite. I'm here to see your mother today. Is the fifth sister-in-law here?"

"My mother is here, but she is feeling a little unhappy. She is resting in bed, and she is afraid of neglecting the third uncle." Jia Yun said, but she was thinking in her heart. I heard that now the third uncle Cong has been favored by the Holy One, and he has been given titles and titles. It is so honorable. You have no contact with my family, but what kind of wind is blowing today?

"It's okay, let me take a look at her." Jia Cong strolled in. There was only one entrance to this small courtyard, which was very small. In the middle of the main room was the main room, on the left was the fifth sister-in-law's bedroom, and on the right was Jia Yun's bedroom. The girl lived in penthouse.

The furnishings in the room are simple, and some of the good things may have been sold out, but it is very tidy.

Seeing a middle-aged woman half-lying on the bed, wrapped in a headscarf and looking sick, Jia Cong hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Cong, please say hello to the fifth sister-in-law. Are you feeling better?"

"Oh, Mr. Cong, please trouble me. This is an old problem. I just need to rest for a couple of days." Jia Yun's mother struggled to remember, and Jia Cong waved her hand repeatedly to stop Jia Yun.

Jia Cong nodded, sat aside, chatted with her for a few words, took out a 20-tael silver ingot from his bag, put it on the table, and said: "Brother Yun, please ask your mother to see a doctor. Two good medicines.”

"What's wrong with this? Mr. Cong, take it back quickly." Jia Yun's mother hurriedly declined.

Jia Yun also said: "It's a great kindness that Third Uncle Cong is willing to come and see me. How can my nephew dare to collect money again? He must not do it, and my mother will not comply."

Jia Cong waved his hand and said: "Fifth sister-in-law is too outspoken. Cong has always respected the fifth sister-in-law for her good housekeeping, upright family tradition, loving mother and filial piety, so she came here to see her.

Nowadays, among the eight houses in Jia's capital, there is a mixed bag of good and bad, and most of them are bastards. People like Brother Yun are very rare. As an uncle, how can I bear to see you orphans and widowed mothers like this? Money lovers, don't be too little, it's just a small talk. "

Jia Yun's mother cried: "Thank you for your concern, uncle. We accept your kindness, but we cannot accept the money."

Jia Cong pretended to be angry and said: "The fifth sister-in-law just thinks that I don't come enough and doesn't recognize me as uncle. It doesn't matter, since the fifth sister-in-law doesn't see me as a person, I will just leave." He raised his legs to leave. .

Jia Yun's mother hurriedly shouted to stop her, and said with a helpless smile: "Uncle Gao Yi, I'll just accept it."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "That's right. There are no two characters named Jia in one stroke. They both have the same root and the same origin. There is also the meaning of making money between friends, let alone flesh and blood?"

"It's hard for my third uncle to think highly of us, so I feel disrespectful."

Jia Cong waved his hand and said, "Sister-in-law, please rest. Brother Yun, come out with me. Let me ask you a few words." Returning to the main room, Jia Cong sat down and saw Jia Yun standing by respectfully, greeting with a smile. He sat down.

Although Jia Yun does not appear much in the original work of Red Mansions, he is a rare talent with brains, character, and emotional intelligence. He is also loyal and repays kindness. After the Jia family was destroyed, he still helped Baoyu and others. , quite difficult.

Jia Cong had already thought of taking him under his command.

"Brother Yun, I heard that you have a lot of friends, but is there any way to buy a horse?"

Jia Yun knew the meaning as soon as she heard it, and said with a smile: "My nephew has not yet congratulated my third uncle on getting into the eyes of the Holy Emperor and being honored with a noble title. Now I think he is buying horses for his soldiers, and they must be war horses."

Jia Cong nodded, not tired of talking to smart people.

"My nephew knows a neighbor, nicknamed 'Drunken King Kong' Ni Er, and he is very familiar with me. On weekdays, he lends money for profit, surrenders and drinks wine, and he knows a lot of people from all walks of life. I heard him accidentally say that he knows a horse dealer named Wang. Short legs, maybe I can ask my third uncle for more information."

Jia Cong nodded and said, "Is Wang Duanji in Shenjing?"

"Yes. He does not traffic horses himself, but acts as a middleman to collect horses from horse dealers in various places and sell them," Jia Yun said.

"Okay, Brother Yun, you can make an appointment with Ni Er and Wang Duanji for me. It will be tomorrow night at the Immortal Exile Tower. You will accompany them," Jia Cong said.

"Don't worry, third uncle, my nephew will take care of things." Jia Yun hurriedly bowed.

He knew that Jia Cong was extraordinary and generous now. If he could work with him, his livelihood would be secure in the future, and he would not be unable to get money for his mother's medicine. Therefore, I made up my mind to do the things Jia Cong told me first and try to leave a good impression.

"You took care of this for me, and I want to thank you." Jia Cong patted him on the shoulder.

Jia Yun hurriedly bowed a little more and said: "It is a great blessing for my nephew to do things for my uncle. How dare I treat him as a reward from my uncle? Moreover, my uncle has already spent a lot of money, so he must not reward me again. If my mother hears that I will If you take uncle's reward, you will definitely beat me to death."

Jia Cong smiled and nodded. In terms of human nature and sophistication, he was not as good as Jia Yunyuan. Does this mean that a poor man's child has already become the master?

Jia Cong returned to Dongfu and practiced archery all afternoon at Tianxiang Downstairs. He only felt that his arms were sore and limp. Fortunately, such high-intensity training was quite effective. Although his accuracy did not improve much, his physical strength increased a lot. .

Too lazy to listen to the monks and Taoists babbling and boasting, Jia Cong did not go to meet Sister Feng and others and went home.

Just after dinner, Ying'er came looking for her.

"Mr. Cong, our lady asked me to ask you, when are you going to do what you promised yesterday? Today our lady went to see Miss Lin and Third Miss. They were so angry that they couldn't even eat."

Ying'er had a sweet smile on her face. The young lady had always been dignified and self-possessed. When had she ever cared so much about her husband? Even for his own brother, he doesn't care so much. It can be seen that Mr. Cong loves him to the core. Only a bold person like Mr. Cong can mess up the young lady who has abided by etiquette since she was a child.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "When you reply to Sister Bao, tell me that I have my own sense of proportion. Now that the two ladies are angry, wouldn't I go and hit the knife edge now? After two days, when their anger has calmed down, I will try again." Go, it is in line with the art of war to avoid the real and attack the fictitious."

Ying'er went away with a smile, and returned to Baochai with ease.

Baochai laughed angrily, but he pressed his hot face against the cold ass, and suddenly spat, "Baochai, when did you become so vulgar? It must be Cong'er, the bad guy, who led you astray." Why didn't you realize he was so cunning before? If he wasn't cunning, how could he have come up with the treacherous plan of blackmailing his brother to sway his aunt?
  Thinking of this section, Baochai couldn't help but reveal a shy smile on his face, as if he had been caught doing something bad. Baochai, Baochai, you've learned too much.

(End of this chapter)