Honglouchun

Jia Qiang didn't pay any attention, just buried her head in eating, Daiyu kept adding more food to him, suddenly, she asked: "Can you see Bao girl?"

Without raising her head, Jia Qiang said, "I went for a stroll in the garden earlier, and happened to meet her and Youshi inside, and started gossiping... Well, I just asked about the girl from the Yin family."

Daiyu smiled when she heard this, and said nothing more.

Jia Qiang didn't explain too much, if the two of them didn't even have this kind of tacit understanding and trust, then something was wrong.

Not long after, Baochai also came back, found a chair and sat down, and everyone had some breakfast together with exquisite side dishes.

But most of them didn't eat much, and even Baoyu only ate half a pastry and half a bowl of porridge.

Then watch someone eat with the other sisters...

When Jia Qiang felt that something was wrong and raised her head to look, she saw the faces of all the Jia sisters were strange, and finally burst out laughing.

Tanchun exclaimed: "My dear, I often hear people say that the belly is like a cow, but I have never seen it seriously, and I saw it today."

Xiang Yun laughed for a long time before he recovered his strength, and laughed again when he heard this, and said, "Wouldn't it be better if you just said that you're an idiot?"

Since Jia Qiang didn't know as much as a little girl, Daiyu just smiled and said nothing.

But Baochai laughed and said, "You say you don't have a heart, but you have a heart. Although you have a heart, you don't know what to say."

Xiangyun hurriedly apologized to Jia Qiang, saying: "Don't worry, it's all my fault. I also know that the ancient generals can eat a cow with one meal! It can be seen that Brother Qiang, you will be able to be a man in the future. Great general of the enemy country!"

Jia Qiang chuckled, without saying much, held up the milk bowl Daiyu handed over, drank a large bowl full, stood up, and said: "If you have any arrangements, just send someone to tell the front, and they will be done quickly. Come."

Daiyu laughed and said, "Understood, you go about your serious business."

Jia Qiang didn't say much, nodded and smiled with everyone, and strode away.

After he left, Xiangyun said dejectedly: "Brother Qiang must have annoyed me."

Daiyu laughed quickly and said, "What's the matter? Don't worry about this matter. How can you be a general? Don't think too much about it."

Xiangyun couldn't figure it out: "Then why doesn't he talk to me?"

Daiyu sighed, and said, "It must be because I want to do sinner's work again, so I don't want to vent my anger...He will talk to you later, so he will take good care of you."

In her heart, she really wished that Jia Qiang could put down the heavy burden on her shoulders like Baoyu, and be able to think about nothing and think about everything willfully for two days, joking and joking with her sisters, briskly.

But she also knew that this was extremely difficult.

Not only Jia Qiang, but also her father Lin Ruhai, so why not?

Ugh……

If the big banquet tomorrow was just for her child, Daiyu would not hold it anyway, as it would not cause trouble for Jia Qiang.

But since the old lady said it was to help Jia Qiang make more connections and help Jia Qiang, no matter what, she must organize tomorrow's banquet well!

After the maids had packed up their breakfast, Daiyu sent someone to invite Youshi Hepinger, together with Baochai and Tanchun, to discuss tomorrow's affairs...

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Daiyu asked someone to arrange tomorrow's affairs in Ningguo Mansion, and Jia Qiang went to the gate of the ancestral hall next to the West Road courtyard, and invited many people to discuss the matter.

On the cobblestone corridor in front of the gate, there are three nanmu chairs.

Except for Jia Dairu and Jia Daixiu who each sat on one seat, Jia Qiang sat on the one in the middle.

In front of the three of them, more than a hundred men from Jia's twelfth room in Beijing stood densely.

Of course there are more than these people in the Twelfth House of the Jia family, but those who are currently in Beijing and relying on the Jia family's Ningrong Second Mansion for a living are just these people.

There are also many members of the Jia family who haven't had any glory in the Jia family for many years, and they have a backbone. Apart from worshiping their ancestors, they gradually don't move around much during the New Year...

For such a person, and not acting in the name of the Ningrong Second House, no matter how strong Jia Qiang is, she will not call him to reprimand him.

It is these more than a hundred people, many of them are impatient at the moment.

Headed by Jia Chang and Jia Ling, who were close to Ningguo and wanted to fight for the family business of Ningguo Mansion...

"What's the matter, you call us here without festivals, and don't even give us a seat!"

"That's right, even if he takes over Jue Er, what is his seniority? There are so many grandparents who haven't sat down yet!"

"He really thinks he is a master..."

"With such great benefits, I don't even invite a banquet, let alone give out some money..."

"Money? Are you thinking of farts! Uncle Zhen's coffin is still thrown at the family temple and no one cares about it. I'm afraid the corpse stinks. Do you want to go to the family temple to accompany Uncle Zhen?"

Jia Qiang's face was pale, she looked at the sun, and calculated the time, it was about three quarters of the hour, half an hour had passed since he asked Jia Yun to notify her.

After he spoke a few words with the two ancestors of the generations, seeing the two old men nodding their heads repeatedly, he smiled, turned his head and nodded Jiao Jiao.

Jiao Da, who is usually taciturn as long as he doesn't drink alcohol, is actually very excited at the moment.

From behind the gate tower of the ancestral hall, he hugged a big drum by himself.

This big drum is not an ordinary folk drum, but a military drum.

Holding two thick drumsticks, he began to beat hard.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sound of military drums echoed in Jia's ancestral hall. Jia Qiang supported Jia Dairu and Dai Xiu to get up, and he himself stood up straight and stood solemnly.

This kind of movement quickly made more than a hundred clan members feel solemn.

Even Jia Chang and Jia Ling, who danced the most, shut their mouths.

After the drum beat, Jia Qiang looked at the hundreds of clan members in front of her, and said in a clear voice, "Since Chengjue became the head of the Jia family, he has not met with the clan members. ..."

"I still need to prepare to meet my own people? I'm afraid there is something wrong in my heart?"

"If you are not in the right position, how can you have no ghosts in your heart?"

Jia Chang and Jia Ling sang together.

They thought they were Jia Qiang's brothers, and they were all older than Jia Qiang. Even if they complained a few words, Jia Qiang had already stolen their title and family business, so how dare they do anything to them?

But Jia Qiang didn't even look at them, she just asked, "Where are the soldiers?"