Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 73 Love Song
  Jia Cong was slightly startled. Damn it, Jia Huan has betrayed me again. There must be a treasure hairpin among these girls. There is no way to evade it, so he has to go to Rongqing Hall.

"Master Cong, please." Hu Bo diligently opened the curtain for him outside.

Jia Cong smiled slightly, his eyes involuntarily sliding down to her perky buttocks.

Amber's face turned red and she hurriedly avoided it.

"Brother Cong, come quickly." Li Wan greeted him. Although he was a widow now, he was still young after all, and he was extremely curious about Brother Cong's ability to play the piano and sing.

"I've met Sister-in-law Zhu and all my sisters and sisters." Jia Cong glanced around but didn't see Jia Huan.

Baochai smiled slightly and said, "Brother Huan has gone back to rest."

This brat can sneak away quickly, Jia Cong thought to himself.

"Brother Cong, I heard that you played the piano and sang today, surpassing the poetry of many talented people?" Yingchun couldn't help but ask when Lin Daiyu and Tanchun were silent.

Jia Cong smiled and nodded.

"Is Lan Lan really as beautiful as the legend says?" Jia Baoyu asked.

Jia Cong said: "Master Lan is very beautiful. In my humble opinion, she is no less beautiful than Miss Lin and the third sister." He waved to the girl holding the piano behind him and said, "This is the piano, Master Lan." It was given to me.”

It was the first time that Baoyu and the other girls saw such a strange musical instrument, which looked like a big banana fan, and they hurriedly gathered around to watch.

Only Lin and Tan did not stand up, but their faces became darker.

Jia Cong was confused. Didn't I praise you? He hurriedly walked to the two of them and said with a smile: "Two sisters, did Cong say something wrong?"

"Brother Cong, why do you compare the two of us with that low-rate brothel prostitute? In your heart, are we both so despicable?" Tan Chun sneered.

Lin Daiyu had turned her head away and started wiping away tears.

Jia Cong took a breath. This accusation was serious. He was careless. He originally wanted to praise the two of them for their beauty, but he didn't expect that their focus would be on this. Such deep-rooted class concepts are harmful.

Subconsciously, I looked back at Baochai, only to receive a charming white eye, telling you to speak without restraint, okay now, don't look at me, solve it yourself, aren't you quite capable? Everyone even treats you differently.

Jia Cong smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that one look could convey so many meanings. He thought that since the building was crooked, he couldn't continue to pester him, so he might as well let it crooked a little more.

"Cong's respect and love for my two sisters can be expressed every day. However, he has little education and cannot speak. If he offends me in any way, I hope that my two virtuous sisters will forgive me."

Tanchun snorted coldly and ignored him.

Daiyu didn't even look at him from the corner of her eyes. If you dare to scold me, I won't forgive you, Brother Cong, you black-hearted bad guy!
  Jia Cong had no choice but to take down Tanchun first. After thinking about Tanchun's fate, he leaned into her ear and whispered: "I know that the third sister has always had a heroic spirit. I don't want to show my shame. To express my apology, How about I choose a husband of my dreams for you, brother?"

Tan Chun's ears suddenly turned red and he said angrily: "Brother Cong, what are you talking about?"

Jia Cong smiled and backed away: "Third sister knows that I am true to my words. She may not be able to ask for help from me in the future. If she is still angry, just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Tan Chun bit his lip and weighed it. It was a life-long matter, so it was better to leave a way out. Then he shyly spat: "When will I be angry? Brother Cong, please don't unjustly accuse a good person."

Jia Cong felt relieved, finally getting one.

Daiyu had already stopped sobbing when she saw the two of them standing up. Her starry eyes looked over curiously, and when she met Jia Cong's penetrating gaze, she ran away like a frightened deer.

Jia Cong chuckled, then moved closer to Daiyu and said, "Is Miss Lin still angry with me?"

"Master Cong just doesn't study. We read the book into the dog's belly. It's better not to study well. How dare I be angry with you?" Daiyu sneered.

Daiyu is really not easy to coax, Jia Cong thought to himself, how can he think of a way to seize her life gate and subdue her in one fell swoop.

If he wanted to learn Baoyu's water-sharpening skills, he had neither the time nor the leisure. He is not a warm man, but a straight man.

Seeing his eyes rolling around, Lin Daiyu could not help but sneered: "Don't use your crooked brains. I'm not the third sister. I can be fooled by you so easily." Jia Cong didn't want to repeat his old tricks. , besides, he knew very well that Jia Baoyu was a loser, so how could he bring them together.

Then he smiled and said, "Well, to express my apology, how about I sing a song to Miss Lin? If you think it's acceptable, I'll spare Cong for once. How about that?"

This leaves the initiative completely to Lin Daiyu, but Jia Cong also has full confidence in the classic songs of future generations.

"Bah, who wants to listen to the songs you sing to the brothel girls?" Daiyu spat. Although she was really curious, she was not someone who could be easily manipulated.

Jia Cong said hurriedly: "This is a new song. Cong promises that Miss Lin will be the first person in the world to hear this song. How about it?"

"What song?" Daiyu asked softly.

Seeing the drama, Jia Cong hurriedly said: "This is what Cong did when he was thinking about his biological mother. He thought that Miss Lin and I share the same problem, so she would like it."

Daiyu nodded slightly and hummed: "If it's not good, I won't spare you like this."

"That's natural. Girl, do you want me to sing here or in your room?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

Daiyu blushed. What does this shameless Brother Cong want to do? Are you asking for help? Bah, I'm blinded by my imagination.

"Of course I'm singing it here. Sisters and sisters are listening together. It's up to you to decide whether it's good or bad, lest you accuse me of going against my will."

Jia Cong nodded, turned around and said, "Stop looking, bring me the piano, and I'll show you my hand."

Baoyu loved romantic things the most, so she hurriedly brought the piano and sat around with the other girls. When Amber, Pearl and other girls saw that Mr. Cong wanted to show off his skills, they couldn't help but quietly walked in and stood on the side.

Jia Cong pulled up a chair and sat in the middle.

After plucking the strings, Jia Cong looked at Baochai and smiled: "Sister Bao, what song do you want to listen to?"

Baochai smiled and said: "No matter what, you just pick up the song and sing it for us to listen to."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "But I can only sing love songs."

The girls and Baoyu laughed and looked at Baochai. Daiyu sneered slightly and said she would apologize to me, but now she is teasing Baochai again, what a Cong brother, huh.

Baochai's face turned red. She didn't expect Jia Cong to be so bold, and everyone in the audience would talk about it. She was unhappy in her heart and hurriedly scolded: "Brother Cong, you are talking nonsense again, don't show me some respect."

Jia Cong knew Baochai's temperament and hurriedly smiled and said: "The love songs I am talking about are different from what you think. They are songs of love. Everything in the world is love, not just the love between men and women.

There is the love of brothers, family, lord, classmate, master and disciple, relatives and friends, how come you think of me so obscenely? "

"Brother Cong, that's a very good thing to say." All the girls nodded.

Baochai's face softened and she rolled her eyes at him, "You are right this time."

Only Daiyu was well aware of the relationship between the two. She spat with a eloquent tongue and said that she was not obscene. She was clearly an extremely obscene bad boy. She could write love poems and also sing love songs.

Baoyu said, "Then what love song will you sing for us?"

"Sing a song about the love between mother and child."

Everyone knew that Jia Cong's biological mother died early, so it was obvious that he had done this for her deceased mother, so he was busy sitting upright to show his respect.

Yingchun, Xichun, Daiyu and other people who took pity on each other were holding their breath and concentrating.

Baochai looked at Jia Cong with a hint of care and affection in his eyes, and realized that Cong'er had a hard time in his childhood.

Jia Cong took a deep breath, thinking that his mother in his previous life had been separated forever, and the feeling of longing and yearning arose spontaneously, and soon became unstoppable. He gently plucked the strings, and a beautiful note slowly flowed out from his fingertips. .

(End of this chapter)