Rebirth of the third master of the ring of the Red Chamber

Aunt Zhao was sitting by the window making a net, when she saw her son leading a group of people back, she hurriedly got off the kang, put on her shoes, ran into his room and asked loudly, "Hey, who arranged this manpower? It's such a big battle." battle!"

I can't blame her for being upset. On this day, Mrs. Xing, Wang Xifeng, each sent two beautiful maids, and Jia Zheng and Jia She each sent two young servants. Now my son has brought back eighteen more, and the courtyard is almost empty. It's time to settle down.

"Who do you think can have such a big hand in the mansion?" Jia Huan sat down to drink tea, and handed the deed of sale to the dumb brothers and sisters. One of them helped the stool, and the other climbed up the antique rack, and put the deed of sale into the sandalwood on the top floor. inside the box.

Someone couldn't help staring at the box, then lowered his head.

Jia Huan didn't seem to notice it, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and asked, "Who else gave it away today? Can you bring the deed of prostitution together?"

Aunt Zhao sneered, "Send me a nail to watch over us, and also give me a deed of sale? Who's that stupid?"

"Then you send all the people away and tell them that I, Jia Huan, are afraid of the dirty tricks of Jia's mansion, and I dare not order people who are not my own!"

"Hey? Is it possible that all these people's deeds are in your hands?" Aunt Zhao's expression was astonished.

Jia Huan nodded casually.

"Could it be that roll of paper that you asked the dumb brothers and sisters to put away just now? You little bastard, you can't let someone steal it there! Take it down and I'll help you put it away!" Aunt Zhao poked her son's forehead angrily, Jump off the kang and go to reach for the sandalwood box.

Jia Huan said quietly, "Let's just put it there, I'll see who has the guts to touch it." Then he put down his teacup, looked at the group of people with a light smile, "Let me tell you first, I'm very irritable, don't Trying to challenge my bottom line. If you really want to go your own way, let's first think about how important you are compared to Mrs. Wang Lai's family, whether it is enough for me to pinch."

The 18 people knelt down and kowtowed together, expressing their loyalty with each sentence.

Jia Huan showed impatience, raised his chin and shouted towards the door, "Li Dafu, take them down."

Li Dafu immediately came in and took the man away.

Aunt Zhao lingered under the shelf, and glanced at the sandalwood box from time to time. Seeing that her son was there, she was indifferent, so she had to give up and went outside the door and shouted, "Mrs. Let me drive everyone away! Tell them to take a look at their ancestors! That's cool and generous, and send eighteen of them with a wave of hands, and they also bring their own contracts of sale! If you want to give them away again in the future, you will follow this courtesy!"

Xiao Jixiang agreed, and sent the message with a smile.

Not to mention how annoyed Wang Xifeng and the others were when Aunt Zhao slapped them in the face, they sent a girl to inquire, and found out that the old lady not only gave it away, but also gave it away with the deed of sale, which made her even more stingy and ulterior motives, so she dared not Make a sound.

Jia Zheng beat Mrs. Wang severely. After returning to the house, he found out all his private money and sent it to Jia's mother's room. Then the sound came straight and straight, and no matter how hard you pinched, you couldn't wake up.

Jia Zheng's illness made him unable to get off the ground for more than half a month, but Jia Baoyu recovered under the care and care of all the sisters and the old lady, and smiled again.

On this day, the Fifth Prince held a poetry meeting in Changchun Garden, and specially sent someone to send a gold-plated invitation card to Jia Baoyu, telling him to go.The old lady was very happy when she found out, and said with a smile, "The fifth prince has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child. He went to the battlefield and made great achievements at the age of 14. He is the famous God of War in Daqing, but he doesn't want to love dancing and writing."

Jia Baoyu waved his hands and said, "The fifth prince is not the rough man you imagined, he is quite talented. He has held this kind of poetry meeting every year since he was 14 years old, and he has a great reputation! Brother Xue led me there last year. I didn't expect that this year the prince would directly send a post to invite me."

"What's so unexpected? It's not your poems that have caught the prince's favor!" Tanchun joked.

All the sisters laughed together, and the old lady became more and more happy, and said, "Go and write poetry well. You can't be too brilliant to attract people's envy, and you can't be too mediocre to make people despise. Speak respectfully, don't mess with me." The prince is not happy. By the way, your younger brother has just returned to Beijing. If you have nothing to do, you can take him with you, and you can get to know a few more people." Both are of the blood of the Jia family, and Mother Jia naturally hopes that the two brothers can live in harmony.This time Baoyu brought Jia Huan, and next time Jia Huan had to bring Baoyu, which can be regarded as mutual help and mutual benefit.

Baoyu was already guilty of Jia Huan, and nodded repeatedly when he heard this.

Tanchun glanced at the old lady thoughtfully.Over the past few days, she finally understood that the old lady had no intention of suppressing Baoyu, but her attempt to cultivate Jiahuan was also true, exactly as she had expected.The only thing that was unexpected was the wife's place. The old accounts that were uncovered became larger and more terrifying, and each of them was a capital crime. Not to mention this life, I am afraid that I will not be able to turn over in the next life!

Thinking of this, he recalled Aunt Zhao who had never come to visit him, and Tanchun was quite disturbed for a while.

Jia Huan's courtyard.

"Oh? Invite me to attend the poetry meeting?" The boy's eyebrows slanted into his temples were raised high, and the tails of his long and narrow eyes were tinged with crimson.

Jia Baoyu was stunned, but soon came back to his senses, and persuaded, "Yes, all the invited guests are well-known scholars in Beijing. We make friends with each other through literature, and talk high-spirited. It's very enjoyable. You must like it when you go."

Jia Huan has no interest in these arty things, let alone poetry, and was about to wave his hand to refuse, as if thinking of something, he asked, "Will the third prince go?"

"The third prince has been famous since he was nine years old, and he is one of the most prestigious and elegant scholars in Beijing. He will go." Baoyu was determined on the surface, but he was a little hesitant in his heart.No one in Daqing knew that the fifth prince was a lonely ghost, and had a bad relationship with the princes, especially the third prince, who would be sneering and sarcastic as soon as they met, and fought against each other, as if the courtiers and generals were incompatible.

The Third Prince may or may not go, no one can tell.But Baoyu wanted to cultivate a relationship with his brother too much, so he told a little lie.

When Jia Huan heard this, he opened his lips and smiled, went into the inner room and changed into a black brocade robe with a piece of suet jade around his waist, and stepped out of the courtyard first.

Changchun Garden is a villa of the royal family. The scenery is very beautiful, and there are even beautiful women lingering in it. The silk, bamboo and drum music are ethereal on it, and you can smell a sense of elegance and refinement from a distance.

Xue Pan mingled among a group of green students, one hugged his shoulders, the other touched his little hands, having a great time playing, seeing Baoyu hurried forward to say hello.

Jia Huan didn't show it on the surface, but smiled in his heart.Let's just say that with the Fifth Prince's temperament, how could he hold a poetry meeting in a serious manner, which was originally a place for this group of dudes to hunt for sex.The only thing to blame is that Jia Baoyu was too naive to notice it.If it is really a place where literati and refined scholars gather, why does Xue Da fool come in?

He knew it in his heart, but Jia Huan didn't make it clear, and nodded to Xue Pan.

"Brother Huan is here too? It's just right, my brother will open your eyes today!" Hua Luo looked at Baoyu and said eagerly, "The fifth prince has asked you many times, and he is waiting at the other side of the Huxin Pavilion. You can go quickly." !"

Baoyu is sincere, so he naturally wanted to share the blessing of meeting the Fifth Prince with his brothers. He dragged Jia Huan and hurried to the Huxin Pavilion.

Surrounded by submissive and flattering people, the Fifth Prince was feeling upset when he saw Jia Baoyu running towards him from a distance, his eyes were clean and full of real joy, his cheeks were blushing from running , that cherry-like bright and young mouth slightly tilted up, really captivating.

Next to him, Jia Huan, whose complexion was pale to the point of sickness, and whose expression was obviously restrained and flattering, looked even more bone-like and refreshed.

The fifth prince immediately got up and held Baoyu's fingertips, and said angrily, "Run slowly, and be careful not to fall. Come, sit by my king's side." Then he took Baoyu's shoulders and brought him to his side. After sitting down, he rushed to Jia Huanyang Lifting his jaw, he said lightly, "Sit down, too."

"Thank you, Fifth Prince." Jia Huan showed a slight look of humiliation on his face, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart.

"Is this a poem made by the prince?" Jia Baoyu was pure in heart, and he didn't feel anything scary about the ghost general Fifth Prince, so he naturally picked up the poem draft in his hand and asked.

"No, this is the one that the students in the middle school voted for me to comment on. It has neither character nor charm, so you don't need to read it." Taking away the manuscript, the fifth prince seemed to be inadvertently pinching Baoyu's fingertips, with an attitude Intimacy, "The poems made by Baoyu are more suitable for this king. Since I have come today, I must leave my treasures! How about writing a poem with the theme of Spring Night? I have been having sleepless nights lately, tossing and turning, just like the quiet night Taste it and experience it carefully.”

Baoyu agreed innocently, but he didn't know that others were waiting to see his jokes.

Jia Huan picked up a piece of pastry and hid behind others, shaking his head secretly as he gnawed.This Fifth Prince is also a fool, he hinted and teased in his words, he almost didn't say clearly that I want to fuck you.It's a pity that when he met Jia Baoyu, who hadn't started to be a man, he threw all the winks at the blind man.

The Fifth Prince didn't feel discouraged at all, seeing Baoyu's slowness, on the contrary aroused the desire in his heart even more, with those staring red eyes, he wished he could swallow him alive.Seeing this, Xue Pan's heart was pounding, but when he thought of using this to cling to the Daqing God of War and find a solid backing for Baoyu, he didn't stop him, and instead fueled the flames.

When Jia Huan walked around the villa and returned disappointed when he didn't find the third prince, Jia Baoyu was already drunk, leaning softly on the broad shoulder of the fifth prince and laughing foolishly.The front of the clothes was messed up, the belt was loose, and the sideburns were loose, but the fifth prince actually hugged him on his lap, with one hand poking into the obscene clothes and the other touching the crotch.

The surrounding literati or children of aristocratic families frequently glanced over, with obvious contempt and interest on their faces.

If he was really captured by the Fifth Prince in full view, what is the difference between Baoyu and those actors who molested children?How will you meet people in the future?Fortunately, Xue Pan was not completely confused, and hurried forward to please and beg for mercy, and made an appointment for a private reunion, which made the fifth prince let go.

"Okay, then we'll meet again next time." The fifth prince picked up Baoyu and personally delivered it to the carriage, leaned over and patted his hot cheek, with an evil smile on his lips.

Xue Pan panicked when he saw this, and didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse to push his cousin into the arms of the Fifth Prince. He was so flustered for a moment that he didn't notice that the Fifth Prince put down the curtain and grabbed Jia Huan's arm, dragging him aside. .

"I don't know what the Fifth Prince is doing?" Jia Huan bent over and cupped his hands, his attitude was that of a humble and obedient.

"I heard that you are quite arrogant in Jia's house." The fifth prince raised his eyebrows and sneered, "It's just because of the face of the third child. Don't go too far, otherwise it will be difficult to end. The third child is good to everyone, but He is also ruthless to everyone. If you think that he will value you from the beginning to the end, you will fall."

Regarding Jia Huan's matter, the Fifth Prince did not deliberately inquire, only heard Xiao Ze say a few words like 'very powerful'.What is so great about a white bastard?It's nothing more than competing for family business and parents' favor!The Fifth Prince had no interest in the privacy of these houses, so his impression of Jia Huan was still at the level of 'a heart is higher than the sky and a life is thinner than paper'.

Jia Huan lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Thinking that the other party was only twelve or thirteen years old, half a child, and saved the life of the third child, the fifth prince finally eased his tone, and said slowly, "I will not talk about the difference between my concubine and concubine. You want Jia Master, take it according to your ability, just a little, and don't hurt Baoyu. At least not within two years!" As for two years later?By then, he would be tired of it, so it doesn't matter if Jia Baoyu is dead or alive!

Jia Huan raised his head and glanced at him, his pale face was full of humiliation and unwillingness, he vividly portrayed "the concubine of the Jia family whose heart is higher than the sky and whose fate is thinner than paper", and then climbed into another carriage in a "wretched state" .

The wheels creaked, and a clear and melodious voice came out from the falling curtain of the car, seemingly invisible, "Don't worry, I promise not to spoil him before you get it." The wanton ups and downs, the light and ethereal chuckle, tickles the heart.

By the time the fifth prince came back to his senses from the heart-scratching, ecstatic feeling, the carriage had already driven a long way, leaving behind a cloud of dust.

"Damn, did this king hear it wrong?" The always proud and conceited man couldn't help being a little confused at the moment, and stood there reluctantly for a long while before walking back rubbing his numb ears.

The author has something to say: That's right, the fifth prince is such a pervert, and he controls his face and voice. He is a scumbag and a loyal dog.