Overview: More children, more blessings, Xu Weixiong takes a concubine at the beginning

After Xu Xiao severely threatened Jia Xuan, he left the capital and returned to Beiliang.

The old man was very stubborn and didn't want anyone to send him off.

Xu Weixiong was secretly sad, but fortunately Qin Keqing gently relieved him.

Jia Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Xu Xiao has been in Ningguo Mansion, how the hell am I going to take a concubine?

"Sister, you have to be extra careful these days." Qin Keqing supported Xu Weixiong.

"Sister, I'm almost useless." Xu Weixiong glared.

Qin Keqing had a gentle and demure demeanor, with a gentle smile.

Her voice was soft, talking about precautions.

At this time, Kumao came up to report that someone had come from the Rongguo Mansion.

Qin Keqing motioned for her to come over.

After a while, a pretty girl walked into the hall.

"It's Ping'er." Qin Keqing greeted warmly.

Ping'er is Wang Xifeng's servant girl and her confidant, with strong abilities.She has a pivotal position among the girls in Jia's mansion.The servants and mothers-in-law of Jia's family asked Ping'er for leave, and Ping'er had the right to give them leave.

Aunt Zhao saw Ping'er smiling, and Miss Ping, Miss Ping called.

The mother-in-law in Yihongyuan quarreled, and Sheyue asked the little girl to find Ping'er.

Ping'er has the power to punish the servants of the Rongguo Mansion, which shows how powerful Ping'er is.

Qin Keqing is now in charge of the affairs of the Ningguo Mansion, and often asks Wang Xifeng for advice.

She and Ping'er also got to know each other well.

"Greetings to Uncle Xuan." Ping'er paid homage to Jia Xuan, "Today, the old matriarch and his wives are going to test the knowledge of the children of the school clan. Please go to Tubitang."

"I'll go right away." Jia Xuan smiled.

Although he is the grandson of the Ningguo Mansion, Mrs. Jia is the elder of the entire Jia Mansion.

If the elders are invited, they will naturally go.

"Are you going with me?" Jia Xuan asked Qin Keqing.

"I won't go, take care of sister Weixiong, and say hello to the old lady for me." Qin Keqing said softly.

Jia Xuan is very happy, his wife and concubines are harmonious.

……

Convex Hall is opposite to Au Crystal Hall.

The high place of the mountain is called convex green; the low-lying place near the water is called concave crystal.The words 'convex' and 'concave' have always been used by the least people.Just using it as the name of Xuan Guan makes it more fresh and unconventional.

This name was given by Lin Daiyu.

When Jia Xuan came to Tubitang, everyone was there.

In the main hall, there are two rows of desks on the left and right, and the one sitting in the front on the right is a man with a handsome face, a handsome figure, a light fur belt and a beautiful crown.

This is Jia Rong from Ningguo Mansion, and he is Jia Xuan's older brother.

Jia Xuan had suffered many difficulties from him before.

Sitting at the front on the left is a teenager with an impatient expression on his face.

He is Jia Huan, Jia Tanchun's younger brother, born to Aunt Zhao.

Because he is a concubine, he has a low sense of existence in Rongguo Mansion. In the original play, he is quite stubborn. He hates his brother Jia Baoyu very much, and framed Baoyu many times.

Jia Xuan glanced over.

Almost all the juniors from the Jia family have arrived.

Three sisters Jia Xichun, Jia Tanchun, Jia Yingchun, Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai.

Jia Baoyu sat among these women.

Jia Xuan's eyes fell on Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai intentionally or unintentionally.

A man with a unique appearance, rare and handsome, with eyebrows that seem to be frowning but not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy.

One has a face like a silver basin, eyes like apricots, red lips without pimples, green eyebrows without draw, and is more charming and romantic than Lin Daiyu.

The twelve beauties of Jinling, they are the only ones I can take concubines with, right?

This is so difficult.

……

The old lady sits at the head of the hall.

Her two sons, Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng, were also there.

Jia She has a son and a daughter, son Jia Lian and daughter Jia Yingchun.

Jia Zheng had the most heirs. His wife, Mrs. Wang, had two sons and a daughter. The eldest son Jia Zhu died early, the eldest daughter was Jia Yuanchun, and the other son was Jia Baoyu.

Aunt Zhao, Jia Zheng's concubine, gave birth to son Jia Huan and daughter Jia Tanchun.

"Hey, Brother Xuan, after taking charge of the Ningguo Mansion, you have a lot of airs. How dare you be late for the family banquet and let the elders wait for you?" Jia Huan sneered.

He was beaten by Jia Xuan, and he has always held a grudge.

Wang Xifeng glared at Jia Huan:

"I asked Ping'er to invite him to come later. His concubine is pregnant, so why don't you stay with me?"

Jia Xuan smiled at Wang Xifeng:

"Thank you sister-in-law."

Wang Xifeng is bright and charming, graceful and slender, wearing a long skirt that outlines plump and exquisite curves, exuding a charming atmosphere in her gestures, and three thousand black silk casually draped from her fragrant shoulders, vertically to the slender willow waist.

Jia Xuan sighed inwardly.

What a noble lady.

Surely I can't accept her as a concubine, er, she can also bear children for me, right?

It is said that the women in Jia's mansion are good at raising uncles...

Stop!What are you thinking, I am such a serious person.

……

boom!

There was a thunder explosion, and in a blink of an eye, it began to rain heavily.

"Autumn thunder is rolling." A middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing laughed loudly, "The autumn thunder is loud, and the grain is not real. This year is getting worse every year."

"Brother Wang always speaks surprisingly." Jia Zheng smiled.

In that middle age, Jia Xuan met him once. He was Prince Teng of the Wang family, who was in charge of nine provinces, and his official position was much higher than that of Jia Zheng.

"Today's juniors, why don't you use this thunder as the topic and write a poem?" Wang Ziteng smiled, "In this situation, we should write a good poem."

The juniors in Jia's mansion are all talented, and they are not afraid of poetry.

Only Jia Huan and Jia Rong are afraid of writing poetry.

"Then follow what Brother Wang said." Jia Zheng nodded.

He ordered Jia Baoyu directly.

Jia Baoyu frowned for a while, and then composed a song, which won applause from all the halls.

Jia Xichun, Jia Tanchun, and Jia Yingchun also followed the nightmare??

The two talented women Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai in the back, their poems are the most popular.

For a while, the hall was very lively.

"Brother Xuan, you used poems to impress Keqing back then, and today are you going to write one?" Wang Xifeng's eyes were shining, and there seemed to be a lot of tenderness in the eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Jia Xuan smiled intoxicatingly, but his brain was spinning rapidly.

If he could attract Wang Ziteng's attention this time, he might be able to enter the Imperial City Division through him.

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6. Concubine Zhao Pan'er, she is also pregnant

It's poetry again.

Jia Xuan lowered his head and thought.

Although I am a time traveler, there are Tang poetry and Song poetry in the comprehensive world in front of me.

If you recite Tang poetry and Song Ci, you will definitely lose your mind.

Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu are proficient in poetry and prose, and they can clearly remember where the allusions come from.

You can only recite poems from the previous Qing Dynasty and after the Qing Dynasty.

Jia Xuan searched in his mind.

At this time, everyone looked at him.

Jia Huan and Jia Rong couldn't compose poems by themselves, and most wanted to see Jia Xuan make a fool of himself.

Lin Daiyu's beautiful eyes were full of anticipation.

She had heard the poem written by Jia Xuan to Qin Keqing, and she liked it very much.

Wang Xifeng frowned slightly.

She thinks that Jia Xuan's status is different now, he can't be regarded as a junior, he is still in charge of Ningguo Mansion.

With such an identity, one cannot lose face outside.

Seeing that Jia Xuan couldn't think of a poem, she was trying to smooth things over.

But he saw Jia Xuan, who had lowered his head in deep thought, suddenly raised his head, and there was some light in his clear eyes.

"I don't know how to write poetry, so I just make up some nonsense." Jia Xuan smiled calmly.

Most people in the hall became more interested in watching jokes.

At this time, Wang Xifeng couldn't stop it.

Jia Xuan stood up slowly, his figure was tall and straight, his demeanor was calm, and his eyes were shining.

He recited a poem forcefully:

Kyushu is angry and relies on wind and thunder.

I persuade Tiangong to be vigorous and to cast down talents in an eclectic manner.

Jia Xuan's voice fell.

Needle drop can be heard in the main hall.

Boom~

There was a loud thunder outside.

His poem comes from Gong Zizhen, a poet of the Qing Dynasty in the previous generation. The last two lines are famous lines handed down from generation to generation.

The first two sentences of the poem use two metaphors. "Ten thousand horses are silent" is a metaphor for the drowsiness, vulgarity, and dead silence of the current world. "Feng Lei" is a metaphor for emerging power.

"A good poem, a good poem." Wang Ziteng praised, "It fits my heart, hahaha, I really should let the majesty listen to it."

This Wang Ziteng should understand the meaning of the poem.

He looked at Jia Xuan and smiled:

"Are you planning to take the scientific examination and become an official? There are not many descendants of the four great families in Jinling who have become talents. I think you can do it."

Jia Xuan was secretly happy.

Wang Ziteng is a scholar of the cabinet. He also served as the governor of nine provinces.