The Young Master of the Jia Family in the Red Chamber

Although Jia Hu has a little bit of resentment, he is still in a good mood. The county test, government test, and hospital test are all No. 2. It is not easy to take the test. Compared with Xiao Sanyuan, the difficulty is not much lower. Speaking of it, it's just not good, but no matter how I think about it, I feel a little bit second.

Jia Zhu really couldn't be happier. Jia Hu's ranking in three exams in a row was rock-solid and unshakable, but he retreated steadily, and his performance in each exam was worse than the last, especially in the college exam. It was almost the bottom few, and he felt that he had completely become Jia Hu's foil.

Jia Zhu didn't dare to think about how Jia Zheng would scold him when he returned to the capital, saying that he was inferior to Jia Hu in every way.Thinking of these things in his heart, Jia Zhu also seemed listless at the family banquet held by the clan elders, unlike Jia Hu, who was chatting and laughing with the old men.

Living in his hometown in Jinling for a year, Jia Hu is not like Jia Zhu who "keeps his ears off the window and only reads sage books". Whenever he has free time, he likes to go out and visit.Most of the Jia family's property in Jinling belongs to the Ningrong Second Mansion, and the two mansions each occupy half. Jia Hu didn't come here before, so I won't talk about it. Now that he is here, he must care about it. Ask how the crops are. How is life, as well as sacrifices, ethnology, etc., all the questions that should be asked.If the clansman encounters any difficulties, he will find a way to solve them if he can solve them. If he can’t solve them, he will write to Jia Amnesty and Jia Jing and ask them to send people over. Jinling is the foundation of the Jia family and the last place in the desperate situation. Backsliding, never letting go.

Jia Zhu was depressed, and in the middle of the family banquet, she went to the yard to relax under the pretext of changing clothes, but unexpectedly saw a monk together.

This is the backyard of the Jia family's Jinling old house. It is impossible for ordinary people to enter without notification. Jia Zhu raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, but saw the two people still standing in front of him.Compared with the image of Xian Feng Dao Gu when they met last time, the appearance of each monk and the other has undergone significant changes.The monk was lame, and the Taoist was lame and disheveled. If he hadn't seen their extraordinary qualities, Jia Zhu might have ordered someone to drive them out.

"Amitabha!" The scarlet-headed monk took a step forward reciting the Buddha's name, and stood still in front of Jia Zhu, "Almsgiver, are you all right?"

Jia Zhu nodded blankly, but he had a bad premonition in his heart. He didn't understand who these two people were.

"Excuse me, benefactor, do you still have the sachet that Pindao gave you last time?" the lame Taoist asked, shaking off the dirty Buddha dust as he spoke.

Jia Zhu nodded again, but she was slandering in her heart, if I had known you were such an image, I should have thrown away that sachet so as not to dirty my hands.

Hearing this, the scarlet-headed monk and the lame Taoist smiled at each other, the smiles were unpredictable.Looking at their indescribable expressions, Jia Zhu had already made up her mind to throw away the sachet when she returned home. Neither the monk nor the Taoist seemed like a good person, and the things they gave were probably not good things either.

"That's good." The scarlet-headed monk nodded and smiled, "Almsgiver, the poor monk will give you another thing, after you take it back..."

Before the monk finished speaking, Jia Zhu suddenly said sharply: "Shut up! Don't talk anymore, I won't take what you give me." Although he didn't know what the monk with the scarlet head was going to give him, Jia Zhu's intuition told him , he can't have this thing, otherwise he will be lost forever.

"You have to have it if you want it, and you have to have it if you don't want it." The lame Taoist said, shaking Buddha Chen, and before his words fell, Jia Zhu had a hard object that looked like jade but not jade, stone but not stone. The size of a thumb, exquisite and cute, smooth and delicate to the touch, cool and refreshing, absolutely extraordinary.

Jia Zhu only took one look, then threw the gadget in his hand, and said at the same time: "I told you, I don't want it." One monk and one monk.The scarlet-headed monk and the lame Taoist saw that Jia Zhu was gone, and they were not in a hurry to catch up. They just whispered a few words behind him, and then disappeared. Except for Jia Zhu, no one knew of their appearance.

Jia Zhu returned to the main room where the banquet was held, his mood was still ups and downs. He was walking on the road just now and heard the voices of monks and Taoists ringing in his ears.They asked him to put the weird little thing into a sachet and stuff it under Jia Hu's pillow, saying that doing so would be of great benefit to him.

Jia Zhu warned herself again and again that the scarlet monk and the lame Taoist were all swindling charlatans, and their words could not be trusted.

The family banquet was still in progress, and Jia Hu was suggesting to the clan elders some reform plans for clan studies, and the clan elders repeatedly agreed after hearing it.Although they were just ordinary squires, they were old and well-informed, so they couldn't understand that Jia Hu's words were all reasonable.With a large area of ​​sacrificial land set up by the Ningrong Second Mansion, they, the Jia family, are guaranteed to have a good life, but if they want to make their lives better, studying is the only way out.Jia Hu's suggestions on ethnology were all reasonable, and everyone was unconvinced after hearing it, and their praise for Jia Hu went deep into their hearts from the surface.

His ears were full of good things about Jia Hu, and Jia Zhu was unhappy when he heard it, but he had to admit that what Jia Hu said was reasonable. If he was asked to say it, it would mean the same thing. I'm afraid Jia Hu may not have said it comprehensively. Jia Zhu never thought about many things that came to mind.

After drinking and eating, everyone dispersed. As soon as Jia Zhu returned to the room, she went to get the sachet under the pillow and planned to throw it out.

But when he moved the pillow away, Jia Zhu was stunned. Apart from the sachet, the things the Taoist gave him today were also there.

Jia Zhu's eyes widened in disbelief, how could it be like this, he obviously threw this thing away, how could it appear in his room.A flustered look flashed across Jia Zhu's face. He took two deep breaths to calm himself down, and then called the boy who stayed behind to watch the house, and asked if anyone had entered his room today. Stay at the door, no one has ever come in.Jia Zhu had seen the supernatural powers of one monk and one, so she didn't doubt the boy's words, so she sent him out after asking a few words, and took the sachet and strange stone to examine carefully.

Strange to say, although the sachet was fragrant, but after opening it, there were no petals and herbs in it, it was empty, and I don't know where the fragrance came from.The strange rock is even more strange, the material is invisible, and there are densely packed small characters on it. Unfortunately, those characters are too small, and Jia Zhu can't read it clearly.He knew that these two things were weird, and he couldn't throw them away casually, so he remembered what the monk and the Taoist told him to put the strange stone in a sachet and stuff it under Jia Hu's pillow. They said that as long as he did this, Jia Hu could no longer hinder him.

Jia Zhu wasn't sure what the so-called non-interference meant by the monks and the monks, but he was a little tempted by this statement.Because before that, Jia Zhu had already thought how much easier his life would be without Jia Hu, so he put the strange stone into the sachet.

At the same time as the results of the hospital examination came out, the people sent by Xifu to take Jia Hu and Jia Zhu home also arrived, and the person who came was the second housekeeper Lin Zhixiao.Jia Hu and Jia Zhu had been away from home for a year, and now they were ready to return home. They said goodbye to their clansmen, teachers and classmates, and followed Lin Zhixiao on the road.After running around for days, Jia Zhu didn't have a chance to do anything, so he took the sachet with him, but he was afraid that the thing would be weird, so he didn't dare to put it too close to him, but put it in the box containing the books until he went to bed. After getting off the boat, he found an appropriate time to enter Jia Hu's room and put his things away.

After doing all this, Jia Zhu was both apprehensive and relaxed.On the one hand, he felt that nothing happened to the sachet by his side for so long, even if he gave it to Jia Hu, nothing would happen; on the other hand, he had certain feelings for the mysterious monk This kind of strange trust, they solemnly told him to do this, it cannot be meaningless, maybe the sachet with strange stones can restrain Jia Hu.

And on the bank of the canal, not far from the boat where Jia Hu and the others were on board, the monk with the scarlet head and the limping Taoist reappeared.

One monk and one are not ordinary people. They descended to the world because they discovered that there was a ray of soul that did not belong to this world, disrupting the original causal cycle. In order to restore the original order of the heavens, they had to take action to get rid of this ray. extra soul.However, when the scarlet-headed monk and the lame Taoist found Jia Hu, he was already Situ Jing's companion. He dealt with the current and future emperors every day, and was protected by them. There was no way to start, so he had to follow him to the south of the Yangtze River and wait for the opportunity to move.

I didn't think that even in Jinling, thousands of miles away from the capital, the scarlet monk and the lame Taoist still couldn't move Jia Hu, even if they refined the soul-moving stone, they couldn't put it by his side.Fortunately, they were lucky, they met Jia Zhu who was full of resentment towards Jia Hu, and gave him the sachet from the illusory realm, sucked his resentment, and asked him to put the soul-shifting stone in the sachet , put it under Jia Hu's pillow.

Both the scarlet-headed monk and the lame Taoist believed that Jia Hu would have no way out after doing both.After all, he is the one who should have died long ago. Not only did he survive, he also changed the fate of many people. If Jia Hu did not die, the changes in this world might exceed everyone's expectations, even the order of heaven , are likely to collapse, so Jia Hu must die, only after he dies, everything will return to the right track.

Two days before boarding the boat, Jia Zhu had been carefully observing Jia Hu, only to find that nothing happened to him.Either reading a book or sculpting a strange ball-like thing he had never seen before.Jia Zhu couldn't understand it, and lost interest after reading it for a few days.

What Jia Hu is carving is a globe, which is his birthday present for Situ Jing this year.During his one-year stay in Jinling, Jia Hu collected many books brought by Westerners, only to realize that they had gone farther than he imagined.The great voyage has been completed, and the brave adventurers have proved that the earth is round with their actions. However, in China in the seventeenth century, most people still believed that the world was round.Others were fine, but Jia Hu didn't want Situ Jing to think the same way, so he decided to give him a globe.

Compared with a flat map, the globe is more intuitive. He wants the future owner of this ancient empire to see further.

The world map of this era is not accurate enough, and the proportions and outlines of the continents are also somewhat problematic.When Jia Hu drew the sketch on the wooden sphere, he made some revisions from memory, and then carved it carefully, trying to be as realistic as possible.

The boat sailed for half a month, and Jia Hu, who was rarely sick, wondered if the wind was blowing while fishing in the bow of the boat in the middle of the night, and he had a fever.

"Master, I'm not talking about you when you're sick. You should take care of yourself when you're sick. If you carve something, it won't be easy for you to get well." Jia Hu's servant was named Buyan, but his temper didn't match his name. , I like to chatter when I have nothing to do, but it's a pity that Jia Hu usually doesn't listen to him.

Jia Hu was holding the sphere in his left hand and the carving knife in his right. He was very busy. When he saw Bu Yan came in with a medicine bowl, he raised his head and said, "It's not a serious illness, but you coughed twice. What are you doing so nervous? If I were to lie motionless on the bed, I would be suffocated to death."

Putting down the medicine bowl, he said solemnly: "Master just doesn't listen to people's persuasion. You said you couldn't sleep the night before and insisted on going fishing outside on the prow of the boat. Both Xiao and Buyu advised you not to stop. You were stunned by the wind. I fished in the middle of the night, but I didn't catch two fish, so I made myself sick."

"Look at what you said, it's June, and it's not just nine days of cold weather, even the wind is not cold at night." Jia Hu didn't take common colds to heart, but he was a little upset at this time of illness. He can still catch a cold, he doesn't want to admit that he is a fool.

Jia Hu didn't care about some minor ailments, he just said don't worry about it, and he will recover in a few days, but Lin Zhixiao was very nervous, he didn't listen to what Jia Hu said, and when he stopped for supplies in the next market town, he hurriedly invited a doctor to come He took Jia Hu's pulse and prescribed a prescription, and immediately asked someone to take the medicine according to the prescription.

"Grandpa, don't take it for now. Drink the medicine quickly. If you don't drink it, you'll get cold." Seeing that Jia Hu had no intention of letting go of the work at hand, he could only remind him loudly that their uncle was born Famous people don't like to drink medicine, and if he doesn't watch it himself, he can't rest assured.

"I drink, I drink, don't talk about it anymore." Jia Hu said, putting down the globe and carving knife that were still half-finished, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The young servant did not choose the right name. He was called Silent Silent, but he talked more than anyone else.

In Jia Hu's usual view, a cold can be cured within two weeks of taking medicine, or half a month without medicine, it doesn't matter if you take it or not.But everyone around him begged him to drink the medicine, so Jia Hu was so annoyed that he had to grit his teeth and drink it.Unexpectedly, he was fine without taking the medicine. Jia Hu's body temperature was a little high and he coughed a little at night, but after taking the medicine, instead of getting better, his condition became worse.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lin Zhixiao immediately ordered the boatman to speed up and sail towards the capital at full speed. If something happened to the uncle on the way, he would not be able to bear it.When passing through Tongzhou, Lin Zhixiao asked someone to invite a famous local doctor. He thought to himself that doctors in big cities must have better medical skills.The new doctor checked Jia Hu's pulse, and then scolded him, scolding the old doctor for being a quack doctor, and he cured all good people.

When Jia Hu first fell ill, Jia Zhu was very nervous, wondering if it was the sachet that played a role.As Jia Hu's condition worsened, he became a little scared and wanted to throw away the sachet, but Jia Hu was lying on the bed, and he couldn't get the things under his pillow, so he had to give up.

Now that he heard that the doctor had diagnosed the wrong pulse, Jia Zhu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that this incident was just a coincidence and had nothing to do with the sachet.

The doctor re-prescribed the prescription. According to him, if he had been cured from the beginning, Jia Hu's illness would have been cured long ago. Why did it drag on until now.Lin Zhixiao also hoped that Jia Hu's illness would recover as soon as possible, otherwise when he returned to Beijing, he would not be able to explain to the Elder Master and Eldest Wife.

He never thought about changing doctors and prescriptions, but Jia Hu's condition continued to worsen day by day, and when the fever was at its worst, he was in a daze.Fortunately, at this time, they were not far from the capital. Lin Zhixiao sent someone back to the mansion to report in advance, and also told Jia She and Mrs. Zhang that Jia Hu was seriously ill, and asked them to ask the imperial physician to wait at the mansion. There must be no further delay.Jia Hu was so dizzy from the fever that he didn't even know how he got home. The imperial doctor had checked his pulse and was at a loss. Judging from the pulse, the previous two prescriptions were simply outrageous.

But let’s not talk about the first doctor. He has never even heard of people in rural areas, and it is very likely that his medical skills are limited.But the second doctor, that is an old doctor who returned home from the Tai Hospital, his pulse is very good, there is no reason why such a simple pulse can be read wrong.The imperial doctor murmured in his heart, and prescribed a prescription for Jia Hu according to the current situation, saying that he should eat first, and he would come back in two days, and then returned to the palace to return to his order.

Because of not taking good care of Jia Hu, Lin Zhixiao was scolded bloody by Jia She. Unexpectedly, Jia Hu drank the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician for two days, but his condition still did not improve, and even fell into a long-term coma.And when the imperial doctor came back for a follow-up visit, he found that what he was most worried about had happened. Jia Hu's pulse condition had changed again, and the prescription he prescribed last time was also inappropriate. There is no wrong pulse.

The imperial physician readjusted the prescription and brought all the four prescriptions into the palace. His Royal Highness was worried about Jia Hu's condition and was waiting for his reply.But he really couldn't understand Jia Hu's ever-changing pulse. No matter what kind of illness it was, it didn't make sense.