After the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

Jia Jing is not interested in the fighting between Sun and Shi, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Now his mind is full of worries about the future of Ningguo Mansion, how can he have time to pay attention to Jia She, who is seven years behind and not very familiar?

Furthermore, Jia She grew up with Mrs. Sun in his previous life. Although he didn't learn many skills because of the doting of the old lady, at least he has a pure heart.

If he is allowed to grow up with Shi Shi, who can guarantee what he will look like?

Just looking at Jia Zheng in his previous life, Jia Jing felt that it was better for Jia to pardon him for continuing the feud between mother and son. He didn't want to have another bad relative like Jia Zheng.

After attending Jia Amnesty's three washing banquets, and meeting this person who was more unlucky than himself in his previous life, Jia Jing calmed down and concentrated on studying literature and martial arts at home.

But he is already seven years old after all, the young master of the aristocratic family, at the age of seven is already considered half an adult, and he has to follow many social gatherings between family friends.

After all, things like contacts have to be accumulated from childhood and maintained from generation to generation.

If you only hug Buddha's feet when it's time to use others, it will look too ugly.

Therefore, although Jia Jing was very annoyed by these entertainments in his heart, for the sake of the family, he had to cheer up to deal with it.

Habit is terrible, it will blur a person's most real thoughts from the subconscious.

Fast forward ten years, in the day after day of self-repression and self-relaxation, even Jia Jing himself gradually thought that he had gradually adapted to the life of this kind of aristocratic son, and it would be a pleasure to go out to socialize with the world again. in it.

On this day, Jia Daihua came back from the palace and said that the sage was going to hunt in Xishan.

According to the usual practice, the accompanying officials can bring their nephews and nephews with them.

This is the favorite activity of nobles and generals, because most of the heirs of such families have practiced martial arts since childhood, and taking this opportunity, they can just show it off in front of saints.

Even if you can't get an official position, it's good to make an impression.

"Prepare well. When you arrive at Xishan, don't lose face as a father."

Jia Daihua's concern for his son is still duplicity as always.

Fortunately, Jia Jing, who has had children and grandchildren after living a new life, can understand his own father's thoughts very well.

Therefore, not only was he not afraid, but he showed a little indulgent smile: "Master, don't worry, my son will definitely not fall into the prestige of his ancestors."

Jia Daihua was quite uncomfortable because of his son's slight smile, so he wanted to scold him. Facing such a son, even he himself felt that he was suspected of being vexatious.

So, he struggled for a moment, Jia Daihua could only wave his hands in disgust: "Get lost!"

"Then the son will go to pay his respects to his mother first. Master, don't stay too busy, go to bed early." Jia Jing said a few words, and then left with Zhang Gui.

His son is filial, Jia Daihua is still very useful.

However, that brat's "I know you're duplicity, I don't blame you" look still made him feel uncomfortable, thinking that his majesty as a father had been provoked.

"You brat!" Jia Daihua scolded with a smile.

But Liu Er, the servant at the side, showed a see-through smile.

——I said master, I don't know who it is, he shows off his son in different ways in front of his colleagues all day long, and if he doesn't follow him, he praises him, and he is in a hurry?

When the emperor travels, there are so many things that need to be prepared, so many that ordinary people can't even imagine.

Anyway, since Jia Jing received a notice from his father that the sage was going to hunt in Xishan, he waited for another half a month before it was time to start.

After all, he is from a family of martial arts, so he is very experienced in driving hunting.

Mrs. Xu packed the bags for the father and son early on, and checked them over and over again.

Then, they called Liu Er and Zhang Gui, their personal servants, to the front, and told them to tell them where they put everything, and they must ensure the comfort of their husband and son on the road.

On the day of departure, Jia Jing was submerged in the crowd accompanying the driver, bowed to the saint from a distance, then rode behind the driver, and hurried on the road obediently.

As for the matter of protecting the saint and the princes and ladies who came out with him, the imperial guards have to worry about it, and it's not their turn to playboys of varying levels.

I don't know if it's because the father's family is too tall, but on the fifth day, Jia Jing was unexpectedly summoned by the saint.

He was stunned for a moment, then he followed the eunuch delivering the decree honestly to the side of the imperial driver, and saluted the saint through the car door: "Your servant Jia Jing, I respectfully welcome Sheng An."

A moment later, a majestic and kind voice came from inside the car: "Come in."

The little eunuch opened the curtain of the car, Jia Jing stepped on the car, did not dare to look up, and saluted again.

"Okay, don't be too polite." There was a smile in the saint's voice, "Quickly raise your head and let me have a look, what does a son who has been prostituted to the sky look like?"

Hearing this, Jia Jing was a black thread.

Although Jia Daihua kept it a secret, as a child of someone else's family, Jia Jing was often shown off by his father in front of family friends or colleagues.

And Jia Jing's social circle is about equal to his father's social circle.

That is to say, those friends of his have all received torture from Jia Jing indirectly from their parents.

Everyone is still young and somewhat arrogant, how could it be possible not to complain in front of Jia Jing?

Therefore, Jia Jing also knew what his father was doing outside.

But I don't want to, even the saint has heard of it now.

Jia Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but at this moment he had no choice but to tense his expression, raised his head slightly, and looked at the saint's nose.

In this way, the sage can see him clearly, but avoid the sin of "looking directly at the sky".

Seeing that he was handsome and handsome, and quite similar to Jia Daihua when he was young, the saint felt a little fond of him.

Seeing him so polite, I like him even more.

So, he gave him a seat and chatted with him about the daily life.

At this time, the sage discovered another advantage of Jia Jing, that is: Although his every move was within the etiquette, he was never rigid, and he was more casual when talking with the sage, and there was no meeting anyone else for the first time. Holy as trembling.

For example, the sage asked him: "I heard from your father that you are good at riding and arching?"

If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be modest in the open, and show off in private, saying, "I am very stupid, but hard work can make up for it."

But Jia Jing is very blunt and straightforward: "I am not afraid of the saint's jokes when I say it. I don't like reading since I was a child. If you don't pay attention to learning martial arts, you will not be able to learn martial arts. I am afraid that your wife and children will not be able to support you in the future." !"

The sage was delighted to hear this, and said with a smile: "Ninguo, Ningguo Mansion, is there still a shortage of food and drink for your wife and children?"

Jia Jing smiled a little shyly: "Eating and drinking are different from eating and drinking. Besides, when you earn it yourself, when you spend it, don't you feel stubborn?"

The sage joked: "This dynasty advocates frugality, but you are so bold that you dare to say 'eating and drinking is different from eating and drinking' in front of me, and you are not afraid that I will punish you for your crime?"

Jia Jing blinked, "hehe" smiled, and said, "A sage is a wise king, how could he be punished casually because of a humble minister's honest words?"

Then, he pretended to open a gap in the curtain of the car, looked out, and then said boldly: "There is a common saying in the folks, which says that 'life is alive, eat and drink', and 'the people eat and drink'. For heaven'. Who in the world doesn’t want to eat and drink well? The ambition of my servant is useless, but it’s true.”

The sage laughed happily: "It makes sense, it makes sense. But what are you looking out for?"

Jia Jing coughed uncomfortably, very embarrassed: "Don't dare to lie to the saint, Xiaochen is Gu Xiaochen's father, let's see if he follows up."

Hearing what he said, the sage had already guessed a little bit, but he still wanted to hear him say it himself: "Oh? What do you see him doing?"

Jia Jing sighed, and said sincerely: "Can the sage agree to a small request from the minister?"

The sage laughed and said, "Let's hear it."

Jia Jing smashed the pot and said, "The sage, please don't let Jia Yan know what you said just now. If Jia Yan knows that this little minister is so worthless, he must be rewarded with a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots!"

He said, with lingering fear on his face, obviously the past was unbearable.

The sage pretended to ponder for a moment, and finally let go when he saw Jia Jing staring anxiously: "It's not impossible. However, it depends on your ability."

Jia Jing immediately beamed with joy: "I also ask the sage to give me instructions."

The sage laughed and said: "It's not worth talking about orders. If you can win the top three in this hunting, I will agree and not tell your father."

A 17-year-old boy should be in high spirits, even though Jia Jing had no idea of ​​winning or losing in his heart, he had no choice but to put on an appearance of being confident and eager to try: "Sage, just look at it! "

The sage is now in his 40s, which is the golden period of a man. His pride is not extinguished, and he likes the youthful appearance of these young people the most.

Seeing that Jia Jing tried hard to put on a humble appearance, but his eyes could not conceal the confidence and complacency, the sage was in a good mood.

At this time, a little eunuch opened the curtain of the car, came in with a bowl of sweet soup, bowed his eyebrows pleasingly, and said, "His Royal Highness used a bowl of soup and thought it was very good, so he wanted to let the saint drink it." Try it too."

The prince was born of the first wife of the saint's first wife. Since he lost his mother since he was young, the saint was worried about his concubine's upbringing, so he brought him by his side since he was a child and raised him personally. The deep affection is definitely different from other princes.

Seeing the sage happily praising the prince for his filial piety, Jia Jing sighed inwardly.

He knew that at this time, the relationship between the saint and the prince was still very close.

The prince is only in his 20s. Although he is ambitious, he is still immature. Many things need to be pointed out by the sage, but he can understand a little bit, and even draw inferences from one instance, which makes the sage very proud of being a father.

However, more than ten years later, when the prince is getting stronger and the sage is getting weaker, all the benefits of today will become thorns in the eyes and thorns in the flesh. If they are not removed, they will have trouble sleeping and eating!

The author has something to say: Sorry, I just found out that the publication time is set to the next Sunday.

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