Red Mansion: Incense and God Road, starting from the City God of Shenjing

Chapter 16: The Beauty of Language
"Thank you for the reward!"

The four Yuanyangs were very happy.

Not to mention the three months' regular salary, all the headgear in Jia Cong's courtyard were imperial gifts from the palace.

If it were in an ordinary official family, it could be passed down from generation to generation.

Not to mention the maids and servants.

In the entire Shenjing City, only Jia Cong could be so generous.

"Master didn't come back all night, I guess he didn't get a good rest."

"It's getting colder as autumn approaches. Let Xiren warm my bed for me later."

Yuanyang spoke.

Xiren blushed when she heard this, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she looked embarrassed.

Maids and servants in powerful and wealthy families have only three options when they reach a certain age.

One type is to be promised to a servant in the family, and then the children will be slaves for generations.

One option is to let her go and marry a girl from a decent family, thus freeing herself from her status as a prostitute.

Of course, the best option is to stay with the master and become a maid or concubine in the future.

Even a maidservant in a wealthy family would live a better life than the second type who would be decertified and live in a small family.

Once the bed is warm, no matter what happens or not, it is definitely the third type.

"No need, someone will come over soon."

"You guys go down and have a rest and eat first."

Jia Cong raised his hand to refuse.

"Well, I will take my leave now."

Seeing this, Yuanyang could only give Xiren a look that said "I can't help you".

"Master..."

"Do you look down on Xiren?"

But I didn't expect that Xiren said with red eyes at this time.

Since Jia Cong's innate wisdom was awakened, he has always been decisive in killing people, and his methods can even be described as cruel and ruthless.

It's not that he is cruel by nature, but it's the cannibalistic environment and the fact that he was born in the Jia family.

There is no strength to sweep the world.

If you are not strong, everything you have will be taken away and shared sooner or later.

Of course, that's only for external parties.

We all have our own measure of human nature.

Jia Cong was always gentle and generous with his rewards to his own people.

Not to mention that the girls in the courtyard possess superior talent in Xuanmen Qi training and are destined to be his good helpers in the future.

Just look at Xiren's verdict.

In vain, I am gentle and gentle, and the empty clouds are like osmanthus and orchid.

Gentle, docile and loyal.

Such a character is worthy of Jia Cong's careful cultivation and gentle treatment.

"Whether it's Sister Yuanyang or Sister Xiren, as well as Qingwen, Hupo, and Xiaodong'er, they are all personal maids selected by the master himself."

"How could you look down on Sister Xiren? There will be guests coming soon. Sister Xiren should go and have a good rest first."

"We still have a long time to be together!"

Jia Cong reached out and gently wiped away the tears from Xiren's face.

Gentle and comforting.

Don't underestimate it.

These words seemed normal to Jia Cong, but in this era.

It is rare to meet a capable master in the home of a powerful person, let alone one who explains things as carefully as Jia Cong.

In addition, her gentleness at this moment contrasts with Jia Cong's previous ruthlessness and murderousness.

Not to mention Xiren, even Yuanyang and the others felt their hearts tremble at this moment.

I suddenly felt that being treated with such importance was worth it even if I died for Jia Cong.

"Master, you only know how to embarrass me!"

Xiren burst into laughter when she heard this, and with a blushing face, she hid in the side room with a handkerchief in her hand.

……

Rongqingtang

"Old lady, disaster has occurred!"

"What a disaster!"

There is a lot of love in Lixiang Courtyard, but things are not going well in Rongqing Hall.

Before Xian Rongguo's death, Jia Zheng prayed for mercy and was appointed as a fifth-rank official in the Ministry of Works.

There was no need for early morning court. Every day he would come to pay his respects to Lady Jia, then go to the Ministry of Works, hang out for a day, and come back. If he was absent from the court occasionally, he would send a servant to ask for leave, and the superiors would not pay much attention to it.

On this day, Miss Xiangyun from the Shi family came to stay for a while, and Sanchun and Fengjie were also there.

Jia Zheng had just greeted and sat down when he saw Mrs. Xing, the head wife, come in hurriedly.

His flustered look immediately displeased Lady Jia.

"Old man, what's the matter that makes you so panic?"

"Old lady, help me!"

"Just now, Cong'er's men brought the master back, beat a dozen servants to death with sticks, and locked the master in the woodshed."

"I tried to go in several times, but was stopped by Cong's men."

"When the master came back, he was still injured. If he is not treated, I am afraid..."

Mrs. Xing looked sad.

Even if her relationship with Jia She and his wife was not on good terms, she knew where her title of Lady of Imperial Concubine came from.

The "harmonious" atmosphere in Rongqing Hall suddenly changed.

Yingchun looked worried, and the younger ones lowered their heads and dared not speak.

"what?"

"How could this be? How could this be?!"

When Lady Jia heard this, she was also panicked. She murmured a few words and suddenly thought of something.

"No, although Cong-ge'er is not close to the mansion, he is not a person who causes trouble."

"I have been staying in Lixiangyuan for the past few days and rarely go out..."

"Master, tell me the truth, what did the boss do to anger Brother Cong?"

"This...this..." Mrs. Xing hesitated.

"I vaguely heard the master telling the servants last night that Brother Cong had a lot of silver."

"How can he spend it all? He should...keep it for safekeeping..."

"evil creature!"

"Does this evil creature want to piss me off to death?" Grandmother Jia didn't wait for Lady Xing to finish her words.

He angrily squatted on the ground with the crutch in his hand.

"I finally managed to ease the relationship between Cong and the mansion."

"This evil creature... is he afraid that the mansion will become too prosperous?"

"Tomorrow is the conferring banquet, all the relatives will come, and this kind of thing has happened..."

……

"Mother, please calm down!" Jia Zheng hurried forward to calm Grandmother Jia.

"This is my eldest brother's fault. Since ancient times, no father would calculate his children's property."

"I don't think Cong is unreasonable. Let my son go and talk to them."

"We are all family, we can't really hurt the harmony."

"Second brother, you are right. Cong is not unreasonable. You should go over and talk to him in a friendly way. Don't act like an elder."

Grandmother Jia took a few deep breaths, grabbed Jia Zheng's hand and gave him some instructions.

"Yes, son, I'll go right away!"

Jia Zheng agreed, left Rongqing Hall and went all the way to Lixiang Courtyard, but he sighed heavily at the gate of the courtyard.

Let’s talk about Jia Zheng.

He lacks talent and doesn't know how to be in charge.

You can call him pedantic, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a gentleman.

Born in a powerful family, his biggest hobby was to keep a few scholars and chat about poetry with them.

Jia She did such a shameful thing that it is shameful just to think about it.

Thinking of Lady Jia's instructions, he first called Yuanyang to report, and then entered Lixiang Courtyard.

When I arrived at the pavilion in the courtyard, I saw Jia Cong reading "The Doctrine of the Mean" annotated by a great scholar.

I suddenly felt deeply moved.

Among the younger generation of the Ning and Rong mansions, Jia Cong is the only one who can still read.

No wonder he could enter the stage of spiritual cultivation at such a young age.

This diligence alone is unmatched by others.

The Taoist practice of refining qi and the Confucian practice of nourishing qi are two distinct paths.

I have never heard of anyone being able to practice two paths at the same time.

But Jia Zheng felt that reading could enlighten one and help one understand the truth, even if it did not lead to the development of a noble character.

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(End of this chapter)