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

Yuanyang turned around with the 5 taels of silver bills, and said the words of the third master Huan. Mrs. Wang, who was tied up like a rice dumpling in the hall, immediately howled miserably, her shrill voice soaring into the sky one after another. It fell sideways, exposing the white gums. It doesn't look like a person, but like a ghost.

Jia Zheng always tilted his head and frowned, refusing to look at her, and his heart was constantly churning with murderous intent.It's really shameful to have such a concubine who is neither human nor ghost, and her conduct is so low!Better to die clean!

"Gag her mouth!" Jiamu just woke up, her brain was throbbing one after another, how could she bear her devil's voice filling her ears.

No one dared to move in the hall, and in the end Nanny Qin tremblingly took out an embroidered handkerchief, quickly blocked Mrs. Wang's rotten mouth, and then desperately wiped her fingers with the hem of her skirt, hoping to wipe off a layer of skin.

The house was finally quiet, and Mother Jia said coldly, "You heard it too, it's not that we don't want to help you, it's that Jia Huan's methods are so insidious! If you have the ability, find someone to help you get the antidote. I can't control it." Already!"

Mrs. Wang whined, and two lines of turbid tears flowed out.At this point, who would dare to help her?Even she herself did not dare to go.If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have given the benevolence of a woman back then, and left that vile creature with a lowly life!

Seeing her fierce eyes, Jia Mu sneered and said, "You hate it, what's the point of hating? See if you still have the capital to fight him! He has tens of thousands of certificates in his hand. If you spread them out, your royal family's reputation will be ruined." On the street, the official historian might make a note to make your Wang family stigmatized for thousands of years! Not to mention you and me, even the prince has come, see if he dares to touch Jia Huan!"

Mrs. Wang stopped screaming, and her fierce eyes gradually turned into despair.

Mother Jia wiped safflower oil on her finger, and continued, "Who can blame for raising such an evil star? It's all thanks to you! Knowing that the Li family village was the place where the former dynasty's felons were exiled, everyone in the village knows how to behave. Fierce, you only send Jia Huan over there, it’s not clear what you are thinking about. Now it’s all right, he really grew up as you imagined, are you satisfied now?”

Mrs. Wang's high head slowly drooped, and no more tears flowed from her cloudy eyes.

"An evil committed by the heavens is unavoidable, and one cannot live by one's own evil!" Jia Mu said, "Take her down and send her to the old house in Jinling overnight. Find a few strong women to follow anytime and anywhere, and no outsiders are allowed to see her! Let's go!" Come on, let's go now."

Nanny Qin bowed her promise and ordered people to carry away the ashamed Mrs. Wang.

After Jia Zheng and others had left, he said slowly, "Mother, why don't you let Jia Huan go out alone? He stays in the mansion, the child is really disturbed."

Jia's mother gave him a look of resentment, and said, "He has so many things in his hands, and he has a treacherous personality and acts recklessly. Let him go out and God knows what he will do to Jia's house! It's all your fault." Good daughter-in-law, she has killed him all over the goodwill of Jia's family with repeated vicious attacks, leaving only resentment. I don't keep him under my nose and watch him all the time, so I can't sleep well What's more, if you let him go, Jia Amnesty will definitely come to the house to separate the family, threatening with your wife's good deeds. Can you fight against the two of them?"

Jia Zheng shook his head unwillingly, he hated the culprit Mrs. Wang to the bone, and was even more afraid of Jia Huan and Jia Amnesty.

Mother Jia sighed, and waved her hands, "Come on, let's stabilize the two of them first. But you have to suppress Jia Huan, and you must not let him stand out in the imperial examination three years later, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."

"But my son has invited Mr. Ji Wenchang as his teacher for him, and he will visit tomorrow." Jia Zheng frowned.

Jia Mu thought about it in her heart, and wrote a letter to be sent to Jifu overnight.

Mrs. Wang was sent to Jinling on the front foot, and Jia Baoyu entered the house on the back foot, drunk and talking nonsense.

Because Mrs. Wang ran out of the ancestral hall, there was a lot of trouble, Xiren immediately sent someone to inquire, and after finding out the situation, he was so frightened that he lost his soul. Checking inside and out, there was no redness, swelling or festering, only some mottled lip balm on the cheeks and neck, which fell off with a light wipe, and then knelt down in front of the bed panting heavily.

Mingyan was puzzled, and jokingly said, "Sister Xiren, Second Master Bao is fine, he hasn't lost a single hair."

Xiren looked at him, and said sharply, "Mingyan, in the future, you will put Second Master Bao in prison, and you will not allow him to contact Third Master Huan in private, and you are not allowed to say anything that makes him compete with Third Master Huan. Let's If there is no such person as Huan Sanye in the mansion, if you see him, immediately take a detour!"

"Why?" Mingyan was even more puzzled.

Xiren lowered his voice and told about his wife and Second Grandma Lian being poisoned, and twisted his ear to remind him, "Don't instigate Second Master Bao to fight with Third Master Huan again. This made Third Master Huan anxious, so he blinked." You two can be killed in a short time, do you know that!"

Mingyan's face turned pale with horror, and she agreed in a few voices, and then ran away like hell.

Xiren let out a long sigh, and forced Baoyu to take a bath with his heartache.

Naturally, Tanchun also got the news, and his first reaction was to raise his hands and look over and over again to make sure there was no redness, swelling or festering, but he was still worried, boiled a pot of wormwood, washed his hands, and scraped the nails clean. stop.

"Good job, this time even sister-in-law Feng, the master, and the old lady are afraid of him!" After tidying up, Tanchun exhaled foul breath.

The waiter was silent.

Tanchun pondered for a moment, then laughed contemptuously, "I have offended everyone, and I will have to do scientific research in the future to see who can help him build a bridge and pave a beautiful road. Hmph, after three years he will know that he is going against the whole clan." end."

"But, isn't there still Prince Jin?" The servant couldn't help interjecting.

Tanchun laughed more and more contemptuously, "Prince Jin, who has a hand and eyes all over the sky, would he not know what Jia Huan is doing? Such a sinister nature, such a low-level method, he will never look down on him. Just wait, Within half a month, Jia Huan will definitely be rejected by him."

The waiter nodded approvingly.

The next day, Ji Wenchang came to the door as promised, and Jia Huan Baoyu was taken to the study to accept his examination.

Because of the intention of suppressing Jia Huan's cultivation of Baoyu, Jia Zheng no longer insisted on letting Baoyu go from the childbirth examination to the next level, but donated a reputation for him, so that he would go directly to the meeting three years later. try.Jia Huan, on the other hand, had to take the provincial examination one and a half years later, and he could only take the general examination one and a half years later if he got the honor of juren with his real skills.

This time, the intention to suppress was too obvious, causing Jia Huan to secretly sneer.

Ji Wenchang was nearly sixty years old, with white hair, fair eyebrows, and immortal demeanor. He looked like a great Confucian.Jia Zheng exchanged pleasantries with him for a while, and said that he had to leave beforehand, leaving the two teenagers sitting at the bottom, one nervous and the other relaxed.

Ji Wenchang looked at Jia Huan indiscriminately, then looked at Baoyu, and said with a faint smile, "I have a rule in accepting disciples, first ask three questions, and then write a poem, I will drink from you when I am satisfied." Master tea."

"Master, please come up with a question." Although Jia Baoyu didn't like reading, he respected his teacher, so he hurriedly stood up and pretended to be listening attentively.Jia Huan also got up and cupped his hands, with a gentle and polite attitude.

"Okay, the first question, "Poetry" says: "The ancestors had something to say, and I asked it in the grass." The disciples of Gong and Gun can't be blocked; Jing Yanyong can't be confused. What do you mean by this, and what do you think?" Ji Wenchang stroked his beard and smiled at the two of them.

A drop of cold sweat rolled down Jia Huan's forehead.What kind of grasshopper, what kind of Tang Yu, what kind of Gonggun?I don't understand at all, what should I do?

Baoyu thought for a moment, then talked eloquently.

Ji Wenchang nodded in satisfaction. Seeing Jia Huan smiling at him, he frowned and continued to ask the next question.If there are three questions, Jia Huan can only laugh, forced a smile, and his face is paralyzed; Baoyu talks eloquently and has something to say, which Ji Wenchang likes very much.

"Come on, since you can't answer, let's write a poem." He looked at Jia Huan with disgust on his face.

Jia Huan racked his brains to compose a poem, but Baoyu had already handed in the paper, and Ji Wenchang couldn't put it down because of the magnificent poem.The two poems are placed side by side, and the high and low stand out.

Ji Wenchang picked up the pen and ink and penetrated the paper, his beard trembling with anger, "It's a pity that a good handwriting is ruined by such nonsensical words! Flat head, upper tail, bee waist, crane knee, big rhyme, small rhyme , Pangniu, Zhengniu, if there are eight diseases in poetry, you will suffer from eight diseases, have you ever read "Sound Rhythm", have you ever read "Wen Xin Diao Long"?"

Jia Huan replied patiently, "No."

Ji Wenchang leaned back angrily, and asked in a deep voice, "You haven't even learned the most basic rhythm, how did you get into the little three yuan?"

"The imperial examination does not test poetry, but only policy theory, so I specialize in policy theory." Jia Huan said the truth.

"You, you have insulted the word 'reading'! Reading is purely for pleasing the soul. Books are not a ladder for promotion, a tool to confuse people, or a weight to increase your own weight. Books are the breeze, and the moon in the cup! Borrow The name of reading and the reality of profit and wealth are not the essence of reading! You are narrow-minded and put the cart before the horse, you are an asshole!"

Ji Wenchang is a bookworm. He hates that people study for fame and fortune. In a rage, he overturned the inkstone, splashed ink on Jia Huan's body, and said, "I can't teach people like you", and left angrily. .

Jia Huan looked down at his completely ruined white robe, then at the poem manuscript thrown on the ground and trampled several times, and said two words lightly, "Fuck!"

Baoyu hurriedly stood close to the bookcase, fearing that he would go crazy, she felt a little happy for some reason, and thought to herself: I thought Brother Huan was very capable, but I didn't want to be just a beetle.

Seeing that their master was being bullied, the dumb brothers and sisters immediately drew the daggers from their waists.

The dumb girl said crisply, "Third Master, we will help you teach that old man a lesson!"

"Forget it, he's an old man, and he can't stand your troubles. If he doesn't teach, he won't teach, and it's the same for me to learn by myself. Let's go out for a stroll when the weather is good." Hua Luo walked out with a suit of ink spots.

In a teahouse opposite Jia's Mansion, the Third Prince was leaning against the window drinking tea.

Xiao Ze said worriedly, "My lord, Mr. Huan's methods are too cruel, and the poison he uses is also wicked, you'd better stay away from him, in case one day..."

The third prince waved his hand and said in an unhappy tone, "You don't understand Huan'er. Huan'er seems to be lawless, but he has a bottom line in his heart. He is cruel to those who are ruthless, and he gives unreservedly to those who cherish him. To be able to occupy in his heart How lucky is this king to have a seat? It’s too late to rejoice, how can you be jealous of him because of some trivial things? Have you ever seen him take the initiative to hurt others? Everything he did was for self-protection! Listen to it twice!"

The master hadn't been so strict with him for a long time, Xiao Ze's face turned pale, and he knelt down to apologize.

Just at that moment, Jia Huan walked out of the corner door with his dumb brother and sister step by step, and stretched his waist in the afternoon sun, looking very comfortable, only the ink dots running down the left side of his face looked a little funny.

The third prince's stern expression faded instantly, he leaned out and smiled at the young man, and shouted, "Huan'er, come up quickly, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The place where the young man was standing was facing the bright sun, and the golden beam hit his body, which made his already handsome face even more like a heavenly man, and his whole body was full of reckless nobility, which made people dare not look directly at him.

Jia Huan looked up at him, then lowered his head and rubbed Yaohua's eyes, then stepped into the teahouse slowly.

"You deliberately waited for me here?" The young man sat down and drank the half-drinked tea in one gulp.

"Yes, look at your cat-like face, have you been made things difficult by Ji Wenchang?" The third prince took the wet handkerchief Xiao Ze handed over, carefully and gently wiped the ink spots on the side of the boy's cheeks, and squeezed it when he was done. He held his chin to look left and right, and then he smiled with satisfaction.

"Ah, I don't know what to ask, and the poem I wrote is nonsense, so it was returned." Jia Huan confessed honestly.

The third prince laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, he took the boy into his arms and rubbed it, jokingly said, "With your eagerness for quick success and quick profit in reading, who among the Confucian scholars in Daqing can stand it? Well, I'll teach you personally." There was joy hidden in his eyes.

Jia Huan raised his eyebrows, "Are you okay? You're only in your early twenties, right? Are you too knowledgeable?"

Xiao Ze immediately argued against the master, "Even if the prince is not good, there is no one in Daqing who can teach you! When the prince was nine years old, the prince had fun and secretly mixed the prince's ideas into the students' dossiers for the palace examination, and was jointly recommended by ten invigilators. To be the number one scholar! Although the lord is young, his knowledge is not inferior to the great Confucians of the world, you don't know your blessings if you are in the blessings."

Jia Huan looked the young man up and down, surprised in his voice, "You are so awesome, why didn't the crown prince kill you and object to your belief?"

Never seen someone who spoke so straightforwardly, Xiao Ze immediately knelt down, but suddenly understood why the master trusted Third Master Huan so much.It is due to his unreserved and undisguised.I have to admit that getting along with such a person is infinitely easier than getting along with those who are upright on the surface but have twists and turns in their hearts.

As expected, the third prince was not angry, instead he raised his head and smiled, and smiled for a long time before touching the young man's ear, whispering, "Because my mother and concubine died young, Empress Qu adopted me since I was a child, and I am half a direct brother with the crown prince. Moreover, my uncle's family belongs to the Lishui Yao family. It is the nature of the Yao family to be gifted and indifferent to fame and fortune. Therefore, I have won the trust of my father since I was a child, and I am a good minister and general appointed by him as the crown prince."

The Yao family in Lishui is one of the most famous families in Daqing. More than 100 Confucian scholars have been born, and ten of them have extraordinary attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and are revered as contemporary Confucian scholars.Besides being talented, members of the Yao clan also have a deep-rooted disposition, that is, they are indifferent to fame and fortune. They almost never take part in the imperial examinations, and never become officials. Leave, making the emperor dumbfounded.

It is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and sons born to mice can make holes.People in this era firmly believe in family inheritance. The Yao clan has a centuries-old reputation in front, and Concubine Yao is indifferent and peaceful. Although the third prince treats people kindly on weekdays, he has never interacted with aristocratic families or important court officials. It is dense, only mixed among literati, refined scholars, poor families and students.No one from the mother clan is an official in the court, so they can't help him. He doesn't fight or grab, and lives in peace, so whether he is the prince or the emperor, he trusts him very much.

Jia Huan nodded knowingly, and sighed in the young man's ear, "You hide really deep!"

The third prince couldn't help but rubbed his head and asked, "How, are you satisfied with me?"

"Satisfied, so satisfied! Please drink tea, sir." Jia Huan handed a cup of tea to his lips.

The third prince sipped slowly with the young man's hand, and suddenly asked, "Huan'er, am I the one you cherish?"

Jia Huan was stunned for a moment, then nodded naturally, "You don't need to ask, we two have a life-long friendship! You once said, 'Protect me as long as you live', and I will return this to you."

The young man held the young man's long and slender fingers into his palm, squeezed them, and squeezed them again, smiling contentedly.