dream of red mansion

This morning, Uncle Confucianism took a few elders from the clan to the East Mansion again, hoping to work together to persuade them.I didn't go because I was going to court.

After I came back, my elder brother told me that elder brother Jing still insisted on waiting until Qingming.Everyone was still waiting to persuade, but he actually said that the matter is settled like this. If the clan elders feel that he has misbehaved and is not good enough to be the patriarch of the family, they can jointly write a letter to him, and he can take the blame and resign as the patriarch. .In this way, no one dared to talk too much, so they had to go out of the house!

Now I don't care about whether Qing'er's name is changed or not. Don't make troubles for the whole family because of this idea, and even turn it into a family disaster! "

Mrs. Wang couldn't believe it at all, but she also knew that Jia Zheng would never talk nonsense, so she stared and said, "What is his uncle trying to do?"

Jia Zheng sighed, "I heard that Brother Qing was named after his biological mother on her deathbed..."

Don't mention how bored Mrs. Wang was when she heard this.Hearing this, a man may think that Jia Jing values ​​love and righteousness, but to her, it is a source of unspeakable pain!

Jia Zheng still has two concubines, one surnamed Zhou and one surnamed Zhao.

Needless to say, Aunt Zhou has no children or daughters, and she is a law-abiding person. Apart from asking for safety, she usually doesn't cross the threshold for anything, so she can ignore it.

There was only one Aunt Zhao, who was well-born because of her good looks, and she was favored by Jia Zheng. She also gave birth to a son and a daughter.

She happened to be in the way of Jia Zheng's face, so it's not easy to treat her, how can the "sadness" in it be said to others?

Now I heard that Jia Jing actually disregarded the family rules for a concubine, regardless of the position of this concubine in Jia Jing's heart.

However, isn't that a violation of the rules of etiquette?Since ancient times, concubines have always been just playthings!

She dared not say much about Jia Zheng's doting on Aunt Zhao.Jia Jing is an elder again, so it's not her turn to discuss...

Feeling extremely bored in my heart, my complexion naturally turned ugly.

Jia Zheng didn't think too much about it, maybe he was too lazy to guess the heart of the yellow-faced woman at home, so he just said:

"If you're not feeling well, take care of yourself, and the old lady should watch over her. I've been busy all day, so I'm going to rest."

He got up and walked out.

Mrs. Wang knew that he was probably going to Aunt Zhao or Aunt Zhou, so she couldn't help pinching her yellow and wrinkled fingers tightly due to aging.

After sitting alone for a while, she also turned around and entered a small room on the left, where she chanted sutras...

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Mother Jia was really in high spirits.

In the past, she would spend only half an hour joking and joking with her grandchildren, at most an hour, before she would be tired.

Today I played cards in Daiyu's room, but I still haven't wanted to give up after playing for two full hours.Until the sun was setting, a woman came to tell that the meal was ready, and she still wouldn't stop it.

The card tables of the surrounding maids have long been scattered, waiting to serve the masters at the main table.

"Is it already dinner time... This game is more interesting than me and your wife touching dominoes. I have been playing for so long without paying attention."

At the end of the last round, Mother Jia put down the cards in her hand, felt the comfortable massage of the mandarin duck on her shoulder, and said emotionally.

However, Jia Qinghai breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "It's finally over. If I keep playing, my monthly money for a year will be gone..."

Jia Mu said: "Nonsense, where did you spend your monthly money for a year, how much did you lose? Look at Baoyu..."

Jia's mother didn't know what to say for a while, because Jia Baoyu's face was really gloomy, and she couldn't bear to rub salt on his wound anymore.

After playing all afternoon, Mother Jia won the game, Daiyu won a small victory, and Jia Qing was basically even...

Who doesn't want to win in poker, although people here don't care about the lottery, but losing all the time is not always a happy thing.

Fortunately, Jia Baoyu had a broad heart, and knew that he should not make Jia's mother unhappy, so he quickly adjusted his mentality and said, "Old ancestor, what are you having for dinner?"

Mother Jia was overjoyed when she saw it, and turned her head to the woman who came to deliver the message, "I told you to stay with Brother Qing for dinner tonight. Have you prepared anything good?"

Jia Qing thought that Mother Jia could speak, she obviously asked for Jia Baoyu, but she said that, can you have a bad dinner here?

Hearing Jiamu's question, the old woman hurriedly said: "Respect the old lady, I have added a few new dishes to the kitchen today, including duck apricot with old distiller's grains, ham and elbow, and fresh bamboo shoots just brought from the village. Fresh bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup, plus the half jar of Shaoxing Nurhong that the old lady hadn't finished at the banquet last time."

Jia Qing is still considered a guest here, and Wang Xifeng, Mrs. Wang and others who came to invite An to serve before were all dismissed by Hui, so it is not considered an internal banquet.There is no need to pay attention to food, so wine can be served.

Jia Baoyu listened and said straightly: "Okay, I just want to drink two cups too. The old ancestor's altar of daughter red is naturally better than other places."

"Okay, it happens that your mother is not here, if you like to drink, you can drink more later, as long as you don't get drunk!"

"Thank you, old ancestor..."

After saying that, they got up and went out, walked to the corridor on the left, and went to Jiamu's room through the side door.

After a lively dinner in Jiamu's courtyard, they drank some wine with Jiamu and Jia Baoyu, and the sisters took turns toasting him as a thank you for his gift.As a result, Jia Qing, who was originally a moderate drinker, became a little dizzy.

She trembled a little when she spoke, but she knew that she couldn't lose her composure with Mother Jia, so she kept smiling.In the eyes of others, it becomes a smirk, a foolish smile.

When Jia's mother saw it, she knew that Jia Qing's children were too strong to drink.He hurriedly ordered two mature and prudent women to follow, and was supported by Jia Qing's two maids to go to the East Mansion.

After leaving Jiamuyuan, it was completely dark.After being blown by the cool night wind, Jia Qing felt better awake.

He broke free from the hand of Luan Peifeng, and let the quiet cool wind in Rongguo Mansion blow.Facing the flickering light of the lantern carried by the guide woman, he headed towards the narrow road connecting the two prefectures.

"Isn't this Brother Qing, where did you come from so late?"

Jia Qing, who was intoxicated by the splendor and wealth of Rongguo Mansion, was about to step into the aisle when he suddenly heard a superficial voice.

"I've seen the old man!"

"It turned out to be Uncle She. My nephew just came out of the old lady's courtyard and was about to return home."

Jia Qing raised his head, but it was Jia She, who also smelled of alcohol, came out from a corner on the left, followed by only a young girl.

Jia Amnesty went out to drink with friends tonight, because it was convenient, he waved away his entourage, and only took his youngest son into the mansion through the northeast corner gate, and went to his east courtyard.

He also drank a lot of wine, and after hearing Jia Qing's reply, he didn't speak again for a while, but looked behind Jia Qing, because he seemed to have heard two clear voices just now.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and his eyes lingered on Xieluan Peifeng.

Jia Qing found out immediately, stood in front of Jia She calmly, and said in a deep voice: "If Uncle She has nothing to do, I'll go back home!"

Although Jia Amnesty didn't like Jia Qing's tone, he didn't think too much about it and said, "Well, you can go!"

"Nephew, leave!"

After Jia Qing finished speaking, he led the people forward into the aisle, and did not follow the etiquette of letting the elders go first.

After the figures of Jia Qing and the others disappeared into the lane, Jia Amnesty whispered to himself, "I never imagined that Brother Qing would have such a beautiful little girl beside me..."

Although the voice was soft, the youngest boy beside him still heard it, and he said: "If the master is interested, why didn't you just ask the second master to ask for it?"

This kid was only twelve or thirteen years old, and because he was by Jia She's side, he knew a lot about his sensuality.In his eyes, what does Jia Amnesty like? Shouldn't a junior like Jia Qing obediently be sent up?