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

Ji Wenchang went to Jia Zheng and complained, saying that he didn't want to teach Jia Huan, but Baoyu was good and spiritual, and he could go to his house to study with the other two disciples every day.

This act hit Jia Zheng's heart, he didn't try to fight for the concubine, so he had to comfort Ji Wenchang, and gave Ji Wenchang a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings.

Since Jia Huan came back, Baoyu was repeatedly suppressed, and his self-esteem was a little hurt. Now seeing that Jia Huan is not good enough, he feels inexplicably happy, and seeing his father's attitude is very kind and kind, and he is not so repulsive about studying for fame. In the small courtyard, I saw Tan Chunli waiting by the door.

"Third sister, what good things did you get?" Baoyu touched the tassels hanging from the brocade box.

"I sewed some purses for you, go in and see if you like them." Tanchun pursed his lips and smiled.

After the two entered the room, they sat cross-legged on the Kang, opened the brocade box, and looked through several beautifully crafted purses.Baoyu liked it so much that he quickly took off the old one and put on a new one. He walked two steps inside the house.

Tanchun looked at him with a smile on his cheek, and asked, "Brother Huan made Mr. Ji Wenchang go away today? Did the master say anything?"

Baoyu's face was even more joyful, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and straightened her lips and said, "Yes, I couldn't answer the question or write a poem, which made Mr. Ji angry. The master didn't see any anger, and only said that he would replace him in the future He's looking for a good one."

"Mr. Ji is one of the three elites in Beijing. Who would teach students who would not be accepted by him?" Tan Chun said worriedly, but his downcast eyes gleamed with gloating light.

Thinking that Jia Huan is Tanchun's younger brother, Baoyu hurriedly comforted him with a kind voice, and made a few gags, which made Tanchun happy, and encouraged him, "Baoyu, you should study hard, and you will pass the exam in the future." Family business, hire a good doctor for your wife, and bring her back to enjoy the blessings when she recovers. Everyone is pointing at you."

The backers were defeated by Jia Huan one after another, and Tanchun had to pin his hopes on Baoyu.She is fifteen this year, and she expected her wife to find a good family for her, but now her wife has collapsed, the master ignores the affairs of the back house, sister-in-law Feng has not slowed down, and Aunt Zhao is ignoring her, life is getting worse difficult.Fortunately, Baoyu is a person who knows how to love others and has talents. After three years, she will pass the imperial examination, and she may marry better than she is now.Thinking about it this way, she wasn't so anxious.

Mrs. Wang's matter was covered up by Jia Mu for her, and she said to the public that she was seriously ill and sent to her hometown to be raised.Naturally, Baoyu didn't know the truth, she was sad, but not worried. Hearing this, he only nodded slightly with red eyes.

At this moment, Daiyu Shiran came in, and immediately lost the sad idea, the three of them sat chatting and having tea, and they met at the old lady's place for a meal when it was almost dinner time.

Jia Zheng bid farewell to Ji Wenchang, turned around and went to the main courtyard.

"How is it?" Jiamu opened the cup lid and opened the mouth slowly.

"That beast made Mr. Ji go away in anger. How can you treat him as a little Sanyuan? He didn't read any of the other books, but only read four books and five classics. Put it on the Jiji camp!" Jia Zheng was so angry that his eyes were burning.

Mother Jia was taken aback for a moment, secretly thinking what a pity.There are five heirs in the Rongguo Mansion, and Jia She is a dude who is useless; although Jia Zheng loves to read, he is pedantic and doesn't know how to adapt, let alone how to make money, so the eldest is still a sesame official. Guangming; Baoyu has an outstanding appearance and intelligence, but his temperament is extremely soft, and he cannot support the family business; Jialan is only ten years old this year, and he is usually taciturn and keeps his duty, so he can't get on the stage.It's not like Jia Huan, who knew the way of drilling at a young age, with extraordinary means and temperament, and walked smoothly and smoothly all the way.It would be great if such a person could be used by the family!

Thinking of these sins committed by Mrs. Wang, and of Jia Huan's fierce, bloodthirsty and decisive appearance, Jia Mu shook her head and sighed, "So, let me delay the matter of inviting famous teachers for a while, and tell me to look for him." A more suitable person. Jia Huan must be comforted, and Mo Lu's whereabouts will make him go crazy."

Jia Zheng was a little afraid of the concubine, his eyes flickered when he heard this, and he remained silent.

Mother Jia gave him a look of resentment, and said unhappily, "Come on, I'll appease him. Where is he now? Please come and talk to him, and stay with me for dinner."

Mother Qin wanted to send someone to look for it, but as soon as she stepped out of the room, she saw Baoyu and others coming with her, and hurriedly bowed to open the curtain for them.

Seeing Baoyu and Daiyu, Jia's mother's mood suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny, and she smiled and pulled the two of them to sit beside her, listening to their chatter and jokes.

Jia Huan and the third prince wandered the streets for half a day, and at dusk they returned home contentedly. As soon as they entered the hospital, they saw Aunt Zhao sitting under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree to enjoy the shade, holding an account book, kneeling by her feet. The girl and the mother-in-law.

"Have you returned all the stolen property?" He handed over a box of crystal clear cold cakes.

Nanny Song picked it up in a hurry and distributed it with small plates, and Xiao Jixiang immediately brought a rocking chair.

Jia Huan lay down comfortably, and gulped down a bowl of sour plum soup. Her ears were filled with the kowtows and pleadings of girls and women, noisier than mosquitoes in summer.

"Don't make noise! ​​If you make noise again, pull out your tongue!" He said lightly, and the silent needle drop could be heard in the yard.

Only then did Aunt Zhao speak, "All my belongings have been returned, and a few sensible people have given me a lot of good things. Son, do you want to keep these people?"

The sixteen girls and women all shivered, not to mention their bodies were cold, even the joints of their bones felt cold.

Jia Huan propped his cheek with one hand, and said lazily, "Stay, the newcomer has to be trained, it's troublesome." He raised one eyebrow, and his leisurely expression instantly became evil, emphasizing every word, "You should know, stay A bunch of servants with dirty hands and feet, I took a big risk, Third Master, don't let me down."

The 16 people, as if being pardoned, kowtowed their heads and said excitedly, "Thank you, San Ye, thank you, San Ye! The servants will serve you wholeheartedly, and if there is another time, you will die if you are struck by lightning!"

Jia Huan said quietly, "Don't swear in front of me, I don't believe that. Next time, I don't need God to deal with you, I will let you die. There are sixteen antidotes in this bottle, take them and divide them up." Let's go." Then he threw a small black porcelain bottle out.

16 people scrambled into a ball, one of them quickly caught it, pulled out the cork and swallowed one pill, someone pulled his arm, and the other [-] pills fell into the soil.Everyone didn't care, they picked it out with their fingers and even swallowed the mud and grass roots, and then they collapsed on the ground and slapped their chests as if they were alive.

Jia Huan clapped his palms and laughed, Qingyue's hearty laughter was very sweet, but it contained a terrifying evil spirit and malice.

Yuanyang and Hupo hid at the gate of the courtyard and looked around, neither of them dared to take a step further. They had a deeper understanding of Third Master Huan's temperament, and felt more and more chills down their spines.Since he came back, whoever he let live will live, and whoever let him die will die, and some even poked his lung tube, and ended up in a situation where life would be worse than death.From the old lady to the servants in Jia's mansion, who hasn't been played around by him, like teasing a cat or a dog!

It is wrong to say that he is the devil incarnation, it should be King Yama!

Yuanyang and Amber looked at each other, both wanting to retreat.

Just when the two were about to leave secretly, Jia Huan said in a loud voice, "Come and go, what are you doing?"

"I've seen the third master Huan!" The two knelt down in a hurry, and quickly replied, "The old lady asked the third master to discuss the appointment of a famous teacher, and have dinner together by the way. All the dishes cooked today are the third master's favorite dishes. You should give me some face."

Jia Huan looked at Aunt Zhao with a guilty conscience.

Only then did Aunt Zhao realize that there was still a debt she had not settled with her son, and she immediately broke an osmanthus branch, yelling, "Little bastard, you are getting more and more capable, even Mr. Ji is angry, which great scholar in Beijing will dare to teach you in the future! If he makes a bad comment about you, your future will be over! Hey, you still run away! Don't run away, come back to me..."

Yuanyang and Hupo stared dumbfounded at the third master Huan running away with his head in his arms, and felt infinite admiration for Aunt Zhao in their hearts.

Running to the main courtyard, Jia Huan stopped, smoothed his clothes and smoothed his forehead, and walked in gracefully.The servants in the yard could see the face of the visitor clearly, their knees were as soft as noodles, and they knelt down and kowtowed involuntarily, their faces became paler and horrified each other.

Turning his wife into a rotten walking corpse, who dares to take the edge of the third master now?Think the days are too long?

The atmosphere in the hall was just right, Baoyu said something joyfully, which made Jiamu, Daiyu and Tanchun giggle.When Jia Zheng heard that Jia Huan was coming, he found an excuse to leave.He had to admit that he was terrified of this bastard.

"Old lady, Brother Huan is here." Nanny Qin raised the curtain to report.

The laughter in the room stopped abruptly, and the warm atmosphere froze in an instant.

Jia Huan entered the door calmly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, why did you stop talking when I came here? What did you say just now? Tell me to smile too."

Baoyu blushed, it's hard to say.

Seeing that he was so afraid of his concubine brother, Jia Mu sighed inwardly, but forced a smile on her face, "They are all children's jokes, they are so shallow and childish, so don't listen to them. Brother Huan, sit down quickly."

After Jia Huan sat down, she continued, "Mr. Ji has a different personality than you, but I didn't expect it. Don't worry, let's hire another great scholar, but all the great scholars in Beijing and China follow Mr. Ji's lead. If he doesn't accept you, others may not dare to accept you, and you have to go to other places to find it. Just wait patiently for a while."

Daiyu's eyes showed doubts, but Tanchun lowered his head and covered the ironic smile on his lips with an embroidered handkerchief.

Jia Huan twirled a piece of cold cake and chewed it slowly, waved his hands and said, "No need to look for it, the third prince has already drank my teacher-respecting tea today, and I will go to his residence to attend lectures at Chenshi tomorrow."

The sarcastic smile on Tanchun's lips froze, Jiamu's expression was extremely astonished, but Baoyu and Daiyu were extremely envious.

"Brother Huan is so blessed." Daiyu's soft voice was full of longing, "The third prince can compose poems at the age of three, can write parallel essays that amazed Mr. Yao at the age of six, and can compose essays at the age of nine." To be the number one scholar in the subject, even though he has just reached the weak crown, when it comes to talent and learning, even the three most famous Confucian scholars in Beijing would be ashamed of themselves."

Baoyu nodded repeatedly, making no secret of her admiration for the Third Prince.

Jia's mother shook her lips, pretending to be happy and said, "It is said that the third prince is lonely and indifferent. Although he looks kind, he is neither cold nor hot, nor close to anyone, especially the children of the aristocratic family. He deserves to be alone." Blue eyes are harder than ascending to the sky. Brother Huan is really good luck! Is the third prince teaching himself or someone to teach? Can you ask clearly?"

"Teach in person." Jia Huan smiled slightly, and the sharpness hidden between his brows and eyes disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, okay!" Apart from applauding, Mother Jia really had nothing to say.

What the Yao clan is most famous for is not their talent and learning, but their ability to train people.However, they have never accepted the children of rich and famous families, and they can go wherever the barren and remote areas are. Even a rural man can be cultivated into a well-educated person.Mr. Yao, the grandfather of the Third Prince, brought hundreds of boxes of books to the ignorant land of Beiyi to teach and educate people five years ago. In just three years, Beiyi produced a Tanhua, dozens of second-class Jinshi, And all resigned from high-ranking officials and rich salaries, and asked to return to Beiyi to govern his hometown.

Since then, the people of Beiyi have obeyed, the government has been clear, and there has been no rebellion, which made the emperor very happy. Mr. Yao took hundreds of boxes of books and went to some wild place.

Jia Huan's mind is already extremely clever, and if he is taught by the talented third prince for a few years, how far should he grow?If he still doesn't have the slightest affection for Jia's family, what will happen to Jia's family based on his character of disapproval?

Mother Jia only felt cramps in her chest, and her ruddy lips were turning purple.

Nanny Qin was the first to notice the abnormality, so she quickly helped her to lie down and sent people to call for a doctor.

It's easy to say that when you fall ill, you will fall ill. The three of Baoyu were startled, and hurriedly gathered around to check the situation.Jia Huan thought that if he squeezed in to say hello twice, he might be able to directly piss off Jia Mu, so he patted the pastry crumbs on the front of his clothes and walked away.

At Chenshi the next day, the sky turned pale, and Jia Huan was taken to Prince Jin's residence by Cao Yongli.

The study room is very spacious, with simple and artistic furnishings. There are four walls in total, three of which are occupied by full bookshelves, and two desks are placed side by side on the other side with windows.The third prince was leaning against the table reading a book, when he heard the sound of footsteps, he immediately raised his head, and the line of his straight lips raised unconsciously.

"I've met Mr.." Jia Huan smiled and cupped his hands.

"There is no need to be too polite." The third prince grabbed his wrist and pulled him to sit down beside him, with a serious tone, "Let's start now."

"So fast? Why don't you reprimand me?" Jia Huan raised his eyebrows.

The third prince thought for a while and asked, "Why do you study?"

It is definitely not for the rise of Daqing to study.Jia Huan sneered, and answered honestly, "In order not to be trampled on at will; in order to protect the people I cherish the most; in order to live freely, I have clothes to wear, money to spend, and meat to eat."

Hearing the last sentence, the third prince couldn't help laughing, touched the top of the young man's hair, and said in a gentle voice, "Then you should memorize these words, and then study hard." Then he pointed to the three walls of books, "The little ink in your stomach, when you come to the provincial examination It is not enough to read during the , general examination, and palace examination. There is still one and a half years until the rural examination, you have to read all the books in the north, and in the remaining one and a half years, you have to study the books in the west and south. Seven or eight, that's about it."

Jia Huan stared blankly at the two-meter-high wall of books, then at the young man with an encouraging face, then suddenly lowered his head and slammed his head against the table.After reading through tens of thousands of books in three years, it is almost impossible to kill without blood.

The third prince hurriedly pulled him into his arms, rubbed his reddish forehead, and panted with a smile, "Don't worry, we have to work hard, and we have to take the shortcut. These boxes contain the provincial exams, general exams, and palace exams that may be the main examiners." You have to learn one by one the materials of the officials, their favorite style of writing, and handwriting. You have to read their favorite works one by one, so that you can match what you like."

While speaking, Cao Yongli had people carry four large boxes.

Jia Huan got up neatly, waved his hands and said, "Go ahead, I'll go first."

The third prince grabbed him by the waist, couldn't stop laughing, and comforted him, "I didn't expect Huan'er to be afraid sometimes. Be good, it's good to sit and read. It looks amazing, and I finished it before I knew it."

Jia Huan had no choice but to sit down again.

The third prince took out a copybook, and said in a cautious tone, "It's fine to practice the handwriting next to it with seven or eight successes, but this thin gold body will take a lot of effort."

"Why?" Jia Huan turned his head to look.

The third prince bit his white and round earlobe, and whispered, "Father is old and frail, and his energy is low. In these few rounds of candidates, they don't look at their talent and learning, but only at their handwriting. The best handwriting will be awarded the first prize, and the next best will be awarded the second place." , and again it is Tanhua. The thin gold font is his favorite font, if it is written so that his eyes will shine, he will be the number one scholar. Even you and I know about this, so don’t let it out.”

Jia Huan nodded, but did not ask which five people they were.

The third prince squeezed his jaw, leaned closer and spoke, "Since reading in my hands, none of Xie Yuan, Hui Yuan, and Zhuang Yuan can fall. If you lose my face, you will be served by the family when you come back." Then he pointed his finger A large vase on the desk.

Jia Huan took a closer look, okay, the rattan sticks from Aunt Zhao's place are shining brightly in it, and he was so angry and funny that he couldn't help bumping the young man's forehead with his forehead, making him laugh out loud more than.

Seen from a distance from the window, the handsome young man hugged the slender and beautiful boy tightly in his arms, the two of them were playing and laughing together, and the picture was indescribably tender and tender.The young man who was supposed to be aloof, cold and indifferent, was as bright as sunshine, making people unable to move his eyes away, and making people yearn for the same treatment.Concubine Xi broke the gold silk armor with a snap, and left with a livid face.