I'm in the Red Mansion

Chapter 143: Xiangling is so pitiful

In fact, Jia Cong's question was not just in vain.

When he saw Xiangling writing about her longing for him, he was really afraid that Xiangling really had someone she loved.

He was even wondering if Xiangling's crush might be Xue Pan...

Now that he had received Xiangling's reply, Jia Cong felt relieved.

Young people don't know the feeling of sorrow, so they forcefully express sorrow in order to compose new words.

He had experienced this kind of thing before, so it was not surprising.

Now that he felt relieved, Jia Cong began to read the poems written by Xiangling with peace of mind.

I won’t talk about the rhythm of this poem, as there are naturally many inconsistencies in it.

From the artistic conception of the whole poem, there is not much to recommend it. It is just a poem at the beginner's level.

But it's not a good idea to discourage her enthusiasm too much.

Thinking of this, Jia Cong couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiangling, your poem is excellent as the first poem written by a beginner."

"Especially the last sentence, 'Fireflies in the forest, the moon in the sky', is quite poetic. When people read this sentence, they feel as if they are in the scene, and they can't help but feel a little melancholy."

Xiangling listened and asked with sparkling eyes: "Third Master, is what I wrote really that good?"

Jia Cong nodded seriously and said, "Of course, Third Master, can you really lie to me?"

After hearing this, Xiangling became even happier.

After hearing this, Qingwen said jealously, "It's just a poem. What's there to be proud of? When I learn it, I'm sure I can write something even better!"

Jia Cong also nodded and said, "That's right, that's right. Qingwen, you are very clever and skillful, so it's natural that you can write excellent poems."

It is true that Qingwen is clever and deft, but Jia Cong did not realize that this girl has the talent to write poetry.

I really don’t know what kind of poems she will write after she learns to write, but Jia Cong can’t help but look forward to it.

Beside her, Hongxiu quietly clenched her fists and was thinking in her mind, but she didn't say it out loud.

Next, Jia Cong did not delay their studies and picked up a book to read.

For a moment, the learning atmosphere in the study became more and more intense.

After dinner, Jia Cong continued to teach the two maids, Qingwen and Hongxiu, to write.

Before teaching, the two girls were asked to recite what they had learned previously.

Qingwen was writing when she suddenly paused.

She couldn't help but say in annoyance: "I clearly wrote it this afternoon, why can't I think of it now?"

Hearing this, Jia Cong's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say, "If you can't write it, leave it blank and write the following first. If you can't finish it when the time is up, you will be punished."

It is very common to forget words when writing. Sometimes, even a very familiar word may suddenly seem unfamiliar to you.

Soon, the time was up and both women handed in the chapters they had written from memory.

Qingwen still couldn't figure out how to write that word until the end.

Jia Cong looked at Qingwen's answer first, and then said, "Qingwen, you haven't written a word yet, come here and be punished!"

Qingwen pouted, walked up to Jia Cong with great dissatisfaction and stretched out her hand.

Jia Cong coughed twice and said, "Who said we were going to hit the palms?"

Qingwen asked in confusion, "I heard that teachers in schools punish students by hitting the palms. Where else should they hit if not the palms?"

Jia Cong laughed and said, "You also said that he was a teacher in the school. I am not a teacher in the school, so naturally I won't spank the palm. My rule is to spank the buttocks. Why don't you lie on my legs and be punished?"

What? This punishment is to spank while lying on your legs? Is this punishment decent?

This is not a punishment, this is clearly an attempt to take advantage of others!

Qingwen was getting angry unconsciously, her eyebrows raised, and she was about to lose her temper. But when she saw Jia Cong looking at her with a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, her anger subsided unconsciously.

Her face flushed, and she lay on Jia Cong's legs while spitting and gritting her teeth.

Seeing this, Jia Cong couldn't help but smile slightly.

He originally thought that Qingwen was such a stubborn girl that he would need a long time to discipline her, but he did not expect her to submit so quickly.

This is completely different from her arrogant character in front of Jia Baoyu in the book "Dream of Red Mansions"!

In fact, the reason for such a change is not difficult to understand.

Women naturally admire strong men.

Not to mention that Jia Cong passed the imperial examination and became a scholar, he had just defeated the Qing Dynasty's archer and became a hero of Daxia.

How can such a character be compared with Jia Baoyu, who has a temperament as sweet as a flower and a girl?

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Jia Cong clapped his hands three times, and the execution was completed.

Qingwen stood up, rubbing her butt in annoyance and glared at Jia Cong fiercely.

But Jia Cong had a serious expression and sat upright.

Qingwen was suspicious. Was she mistaken? Was the Third Master not the person she imagined?
Soon, Qingwen gritted her teeth and thought, how could it be wrong? When the Third Master was hitting her just now, his hands were clearly not honest.

Thinking of this, Qingwen felt as if bugs were crawling on her body and she felt uncomfortable all over.

Next, Jia Cong seriously checked Hongxiu's answers.

Hongxiu was confident that she had not made any mistakes and was very calm and composed.

However, after Jia Cong saw it, he couldn't help but say, "Hongxiu, you wrote a wrong word, come here and be punished like Qingwen!"

Hong Xiu couldn't help but said, "Third Master, can't I? I clearly think there is nothing wrong with it. Which word is wrong?"

Jia Cong said with a straight face: "I want to know how I feel, not how you feel. Could it be that I have wronged you? Why don't you come over and accept your punishment?"

Oh!
Hongxiu didn't dare to argue anymore and came over to be punished like a bullied wife.

Xiangling was standing nearby. At some point, she quietly put down her poetry collection and watched the scene with a gloating look on her face.

Fortunately, I don’t have to learn to read with them, otherwise, I would probably get beaten like them!
They are so pitiful!
Little did they know that the maids waiting outside the house also felt that Miss Xiangling was so pitiful that she didn't even have a chance...

……

Two days later, it happened to be a holiday.

Prime Minister Kou scheduled the time for his banquet at noon.

Jia Cong packed everything and arrived at Kou's house a quarter of an hour early, taking the gifts he had prepared in advance.

Then, Jia Cong presented the invitation.

The doorman immediately brought Jia Cong into Kou's house.

Before coming here, Jia Cong imagined that the Kou Mansion would be quite shabby.

It is probably not much different from Master Zhao’s house.

But when he arrived, he found that it was very different from what he had imagined.

The Kou Mansion was surprisingly very luxurious.

Inside the palace, there are pavilions, towers, bridges, flowing water, strange mountains and rocks, all kinds of precious flowers and plants competing for splendor, and birds of all colors chirping.

Even compared to the Jia Mansion, it is only slightly smaller.

But in terms of refinement, it seems to be even better.

By the way, I only remember that Prime Minister Kou was an honest and good official, but I almost forgot that the Kou family was also a famous and prominent family in Daxia.

(End of this chapter)