[Red Mansion] Master Jia

The next day, when the court was over, the prince vacated the mansion and talked with Jia Mu for a long time, and then went to see the Wang family.

Mrs. Wang waited for her brother to leave, holding the divorce letter written by Jia Zheng, wishing to tear it up, but in the end she spread it on the kang table and slowly flattened it with her fingers.

Before leaving, she wants to see her precious jade...

It was only after Jia Lian received the letter from Prince Yong's mansion that he realized that Mrs. Wang was only living separately from Jia Zheng's mansion, and was temporarily living in her dowry village in the suburbs of Beijing.

Jia Amnesty vented to him: "What kind of world is this? Why can't the bad guys die!"

I almost couldn't help laughing, bad guy?Mrs. Wang is a bad person, so why not Jia Amnesty?

Jia Lian shook her head secretly, and said, "Master, since the old lady dared to make such a decision, she must have communicated with Brother Zhen. What's more, Wang Ziteng came in person."

Jia Amnesty muttered to his son for a long time, but still wanted to ask Jia's mother why, didn't Jia Zheng write a divorce letter yesterday?

Jia Lian stopped him: "Master, can you convince the old lady?"

cannot.Feeling discouraged, Jia She sat down angrily. "The old lady is so eccentric! My heart is so partial to Nanshan! Mrs. Wang made such a big mistake, how could she just let her live in another house... So, she is not the second wife in name of our house ?"

Jia Lian said quietly: "It's all because of the Wang family. I heard that the Wang family is going to be promoted again..."

"You mean Wang Ziteng?" Jia She counted, and there was only such a promising figure in the Wang family.But he counted his family again, except for Jia Jing, who had been a Jinshi and now became a monk, there was no one who could stand out.As for his good second brother?Haha, he hasn't moved his official position for many years, and he is still the head of the Ministry of Industry from the fifth rank bestowed by the emperor.

Jia Amnesty couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "Lian'er, what a pity. If you go to Jinling now, even if someone guarantees you, it will be too late." He was referring to the rural examination.

"Master, do you really have confidence in me?" Jia Lian smiled.

Jia She twirled his beard, he knew that his son was extremely smart, as long as he put in a little effort to study, if one day he came back with the first prize in the exam, he would not be too surprised.

Thinking that Jia Lian was not confident enough, he suddenly wanted to comfort his son, and said, "Your junior Sanyuan has passed the exam, so I guess it will be no problem to pass the exam. I have never heard of a junior Sanyuan who failed to pass the Juren exam. What a pity, what a pity! Alas!" At the end of the speech, he sighed instead, the old lady and the second room just couldn't see their first wife having a good time.

"Master, who said I won't take the exam?" The corners of Jia Lian's lips curled up, thinking that this Jia Amnesty was not like the posterity said that he had no affection for his children.

With a slight smile, he slowly explained to Jia She: "I am taking the exam at the local Shuntian Mansion. Master, don't worry, the procedures are all done."

"What?" Jia She was stunned. "real?"

Jia Lian nodded.

"Whose connection are you looking for? But the King of Beijing?" Jia Amnesty looked excited, but also a little worried: "This kind of trivial matter troubles his family, and the old lady must find out... Hey, you can't. You and the King of Beijing Haven't you ever spoken?"

With a sneer, Jia Lian said leisurely: "Prince Beijing is just an idle prince with a foreign surname, I don't know how many eyes he has hindered. Although it is not a big deal to handle my registration, it can't be eye-catching. It's not a big deal. A small trouble. Except for the old lady in our house, even if you ask the master, his family may not be able to respond. Don't worry about this matter, the master is someone else." The nobleman is Prince Yong, but Jia Lian didn't intend to tell Jia Lian amnesty.

The son's words were derogatory and derogatory, Jia Amnesty felt embarrassed when he heard this, the boy's words became more and more poisonous.

I have never seen Jia Lian being so bold in front of him before, sarcastic and sarcastic about him when he has nothing to do.I really don't know who is the father and who is the son...

When Jia Lian came out from Jia Amnesty, he wanted to go to the small courtyard of his study, but for some reason he turned his legs towards Wang Xifeng's courtyard.

"Why is the second master here?" Wang Xifeng sarcastically said, although she was very happy recently, but when she thought that her confinement was over, Jia Lian would not move back.

"I just came to see the elder brother." Jia Lian sat on the edge of her kang, stretched out her fingers and teased the little doll for a while.Counting his two or three lives, this is "his" first son.It's also quite interesting.Jia Lian poked the soft little cheeks of his subordinates with his finger, making a hole every time, Jia Lian was reluctant to remove his finger.

"Big brother's face is red from being poked by the second master!" Wang Xifeng finally couldn't see it, so she hugged the silly baby and asked Ping'er to call a nanny to nurse it.

Jia Lian was sitting on the kang, with one arm on the small table, remembering something, and called a little maid over. Wang Xifeng squinted at it. The little maid had clear eyes, but seeing Second Mistress's expression, she whispered fearfully: "Second master?"

"Go outside the yard and ask Xing'er to come in." After Jia Lian finished speaking, the little maid left the room in frustration and went to call the second master's personal servant.

"Hey!" Wang Xifeng looked at the slender back and sneered, and then secretly supported her round waist, and couldn't help but worry slightly if the second master disliked her for being fat...

After Jia Lian took two sips of tea, Xing'er was ordered to come in. "Second master, second grandma, hello!"

"Did your master call you?" Wang Xifeng turned to look at Jia Lian and asked, "Why did you call him here?" Her yard was full of maidservants and women.

"I just want you not to leave. I have something to show you." Jia Lian put down the teacup and looked at Xing'er.

With a bitter face, Xing'er took out a stack of paper slips from his sleeve.

Wang Xifeng was suspicious: "What is this?"

"You'll know when you open it." Jia Lian didn't move, only saying it was for her.

When Ping'er entered the room, Wang Xifeng asked her to take it, and Jia Lian waved Xing'er to leave.

"Grandma——" Ping'er also learned a few words with the master, and she can still understand the simple receipts. These fifty or sixty Zhangs are clearly——

Seeing Ping'er's expression, Wang Xifeng had an intuition that it was not a good thing. She snatched the slip of paper and read it, and it turned out to be a receipt for profit.

"This... this is not..."

"You want to ask, isn't this in your box?"

A faint smile floated on Jia Lian's face.

But Wang Xifeng's heart felt cold for a while.

"I, I..." She opened her mouth to explain something, but Jia Lian didn't give her this chance, and said, "According to the Qing law, anyone who pays more than three percent of the interest will be sentenced. The amount of money is huge, especially The scourge of copying the family and exterminating the family. Relying on this to get money is not a serious way."

Every cent of usury has always been stained with blood!

Jia Lian picked up the tea and took a few more sips until there was only tea leaves left. He looked at Ping'er, "Fill it up!"

Ping'er hurried over to pour water, then hid beside Second Grandma, carefully poked Wang Xifeng with her finger.

Wang Xifeng calmed down a bit: "Second Master, what does this mean?" Do you want to divorce her too?No, you can't.

She thought of Mrs. Wang, she also thought that she was also the daughter of the Wang family, and she thought of her uncle, Prince Teng, so she finally gained some confidence.

Jia Lian didn't say anything, just looked at Wang Xifeng and smiled, stretched out a fingertip, and pointed to the papers in her hand - "Teng"!The flame burst out, and the paper spontaneously ignited...

……

Feeling the heat of the palms, Wang Xifeng let out a loud "ah" and hurriedly shook them off.

"Grandma, this, what is this, it's on fire?" Ping'er stuttered, then hurriedly stomped on it, and even opened his mouth to call for someone to come over.

"Ping'er, don't shout!" Wang Xifeng took a deep breath and looked deeply at Jia Lian.

Jia Lian looked back at her with a calm expression.

"Second Master, I wanted to ask you last time. I saw a ball of light on your hand the day I gave birth..."

"Are you willing to believe in the 'God of Fa' with me?" Jia Lian moved her eyes and said with a smile, "You might be able to do it, too."

Hearing this, Wang Xifeng was stunned, "Second Master, is this a success in cultivation?" She was shocked.Before, she just thought that Jia Lian was just messing around, but he succeeded in begging for a son. She heard that the second master wanted to believe in the God of Light, Wang Xifeng.

Jia Lian raised her eyebrows and said, "It's just a trick. If you want to learn, I can give you a book, but I can't guarantee the success of the practice." He is not afraid of others learning this book. There is no magical power in his body or soul. , How can you learn it? !

Wang Xifeng was really curious about this, but it was not true that she had never read those two books by Jia Lian. Not to mention the obscure ones, she had to rely on comparisons and learn another language to understand the other book "God". Book".

She shook her head and said to herself: Ma Daopo still has supernatural powers, she should be old, and she has to rely on this to make money for food and drink.Jia Lian's tone is so relaxed and indifferent, it must not be the true book of cultivating immortals... Wang Xifeng doesn't really believe this.

She cared most about the papers that had just been burned!

Staring at the ground, those IOU receipts were burned to a pile of ashes... Wang Xifeng was heartbroken and looked at Jia Lian angrily.

But Jia Lian sneered at her: "Do you really want to go with your good aunt to the village in the suburbs as companions? Let the eldest brother leave his mother?"

Wang Xifeng: "What are you talking about!"

"All the receipts for the profit money have been burned, and you don't want to let Wang'er's family work hard to find money for you. They let me sell them all. I have already called Long'er Fang the borrower. pay their debts.”

"Sold? What about the capital—" Wang Xifeng was in a hurry. It doesn't matter if Wang'er's family is gone, but what about the money?The total cost is several thousand taels.Thinking of this, her eyes were almost red.

"It's all free." Jia Lian didn't feel any pain in his heart, and his tone was light.

"What?" Wang Xifeng couldn't believe it, and almost wanted to find Jia Lian desperately, but seeing his expression was very cold, she couldn't help saying angrily: "Who am I doing this for? It's not for the house... I thought your Jia family is so rich. Well, when I thought about the housekeeper, I realized that the mansion was exhausted, and it turned out to be a poor man who was about to settle down!"

Jia Lian looked at her playfully, and then sarcastically said, "You're taking advantage of the money. What's the money you got for profit?"

"Bah! Lian Er, you really don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk! Who is always crying poor in front of me, and who asked me to distribute some money for him... You seem to have never been involved in these things, and you are on good terms with me." It's gone." Wang Xifeng's eyes widened angrily, and she patted the table, she said that before, how could the second master dare to talk back to her.

For a moment, she felt wronged and angry.

"It turns out that I owe you money." Jia Lian smiled, stood up suddenly, and looked down at her: "You can take care of your own money! I will wipe out all the money for you, and the second room is a lesson for you—" —If you are still like this, don’t blame me for changing my eldest brother’s mother!” After finishing speaking, he took out ten silver bills from his left sleeve and put them on the kang table.

Hearing Jia Lian's violent bombardment, Wang Xifeng was about to get angry immediately, and she was about to push down the tea cups and dishes by the table, but she blamed her for having too sharp eyes. That face value actually seems to be 1000 taels!

1000 two?

Wang Xifeng's breathing tightened.