[Red Chamber] I just want to be a dummy

"Seeing that it's still early, it's better for my nephew to go back after eating at home." After discussing the matter, Uncle Chen, as the host, graciously asked Jia Jing to stay in Chen's residence for a while, and left after dinner.

"Yes, yes, Second Master Jia, you must have never eaten our Sichuan-style dishes, why don't you finish eating at our house today before leaving." Aunt Chen also asked to stay.

"No, no, I have to go to Beishi." Jia Jing declined.

"What's the matter, after you go to Beishi, come to eat at home." Aunt Chen said.

"I have to go back to the palace at night. If it's too late, I won't be able to enter the palace. It's a waste of my aunt's good intentions. I'll keep it this time. Next time, I'll eat with the eighth prince." Jia Jing declined road.

"Okay, then I'll take you out." Seeing that Jia Jing had said that, Uncle Chen couldn't hold back anymore.

"I let my nephew read a joke today," Uncle Chen thought about the jokes that popped up at home today, fearing that Jia Jing would have a bad impression of his family, so he still felt that he had to explain something.

"Our family doesn't have any great abilities, and we can't help the empress and the eighth prince in the palace, so we can only be more cautious and don't cause trouble for the empress and the eighth prince." Uncle Chen said.

"That's very good. I think Mrs. Concubine Chen and the Eighth Prince don't want you to give them much help. I just hope that you are safe and sound."

Jia Jing was very emotional after listening to the words of Chen's uncle. In order not to cause trouble for Concubine Chen and the eighth prince, the Chen family was cautious and did not reveal the arrogance of the prince's family.

However, in the previous life, the Rongguo Mansion just sent a girl into the palace, and didn't treat it as the prince's surrogate family, so they dared to call themselves the uncle of the country.

That's all, the most people can say is that there are no rules, and they don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

However, to monopolize the lawsuit in the name of the empress in the palace and pay interest is to push the empress in the palace to the end of the world, especially at that time, when the Jia family is still a thorn in the side of the new emperor.

Compared with this, it is natural that the Chen family is so cautious, which makes people feel that this is what is good for the empress in the palace.

After leaving the Chen Mansion, Jia Jing glanced at the sun, it was still early, so Jia Jing went straight to Beishi.

Over the past month, Jia Jing has actually written a lot of manuscripts under the Ninth Prince's mischief and stalking, and the Eighth Prince's strong marking.

Jia Jing brought these manuscripts with him when he came out of the palace this time, and sent them to this bookstore in Beishi, so that they could be engraved and sold along the way.

As soon as the little princess of Dongping County Palace in Ye Province entered the palace, he came to him and urged him to watch the next plot.

Others don't know that the little princess is here to remind him to change, they only think that the little princess is interested in him.

This one is the little princess of Dongping County Prince's Mansion, and the other is the second master of Ningguo Duke's Mansion. They are both of honorable background, and their fathers are already old friends in the army.

If it weren't for Jia Jing's strong resistance, the emperor, who likes to be a matchmaker, would have written the imperial decree for the marriage.

But the little princess also said that although she doesn't like Jia Jing, she doesn't have anyone she likes, so it's better to marry Jia Jing, so that she can urge Jia Jing to write scripts every day.

As soon as these words came out, Jia Jing was so frightened that he had nightmares for several days. In the dream, he married the little princess, and then the princess stood beside him every day, waving a small whip, and wrote three thousand words every day. If the word is written, it will be beaten.

Jia Jing misses his wife Zhu Shi in his previous life more and more, it is better for Zhu Shi, at least Zhu Shi will not urge him to write a storybook.

"Second Master Jing, you are here. Just a few days ago, the little princess of Dongping County Prince's Mansion came to remind me why there is no new script written by you." The shopkeeper of the bookstore warmly welcomed Jia Jing into the door as soon as he saw him.

Jia Jing is now the God of Wealth of the shopkeeper of the bookstore. Not to mention that Jia Jing's thin book can sell for two liang of silver, it is because his bookstore exclusively sells Jia Jing's book.

Many young masters and ladies often have to come to his shop to ask Jia Jing if there are any new ones.Now that they are here, many people will stop by to buy some books and go back, which directly stimulates consumption.

Such a God of Wealth, if the conditions do not allow it, the shopkeeper would like to confess Jia Jing.

Now Jia Jing started to have a headache when he heard the name of the little princess.In order to prevent the shopkeeper from talking any further, Jia Jing hurriedly handed the manuscript he had finished to the shopkeeper.

"Oh, there are so many." The shopkeeper said in surprise.

Compared with Jia Jing's dawdling and bit by bit manuscripts before, this time it was twice as fast.

"Why do you think it's too much? Then I'll give you some back, and I'll give it to you next time." Jia Jing gestured to take back the manuscript.

The shopkeeper held the manuscripts in his arms like a baby and said, "Oh, how can this be, of course, the more the better."

"Okay, you can keep these manuscripts for processing." Jia Jing said, "Please introduce to me first, do you have any new good-looking scripts here?"

"Are you still reading the script?" The shopkeeper was a little dazed. In his opinion, Jia Jing was able to write such a popular script, so he naturally looked down on other people's writing.

Of course Jia Jing didn't read it by himself, he just thought that since he came out, he would buy more scripts and go back, so that the Eighth Prince and Ninth Prince could read them instead, saving him from staring at the scripts all day long.

"What nonsense, you are not happy to come to business?" Jia Jing scolded with a smile.

"Look, on that shelf over there are all the latest new storybooks. Check out which ones you like?" The shopkeeper pointed to a conspicuous bookshelf and said.

Ever since Jia Jing's scriptures exploded and became the favorites of many young masters and ladies, many down-and-out literati thought that they would be the next Jia Jing, writing shocking and peerless scriptures.

Then being valued by the young masters and ladies, I no longer have to worry about food and clothing in my life.

So during this period of time, the storybook market has been crazy, and there are many more people writing storybooks.

Jia Jing carefully flipped through the story books on the bookshelf, and found that many of them were imitating his plots of cultivating immortals, but there were indeed some good ones written in a different way.

Jia Jing found out more than a dozen books with good beginnings, put them on the counter and asked the shopkeeper to count the money.

"Hey, my good second master, can I still ask for your money? You just take it away." How can the shopkeeper ask for Jia Jing's money? Only the God of Wealth can get money from his shop Ben, that was all his luck.

What's more, tomorrow, he will be able to put these scriptures picked out by Jia Jing in a prominent place on the shelf, and then play the banner that Second Master Jia agreed after reading it.

He also wished Jia Jing could get a few more copies.

"That's not going to work. If I let my father know that I won't pay you if I take it from you, then he won't beat me?" Jia Jing said with a smile.

The shopkeeper obviously also thought of the scene when Jia Daihua came to him, and said with a smile: "Then, you can record it in the account, and then deduct it from the proceeds of your purchase of the script."

"it is good."

"Master, I beg you, please save this slave's family." Jia Jing was just about to leave with the scripture book, when he heard the movement outside, he hurriedly put down the scriptbook and went to the door of the store to watch the excitement.

A woman in filial piety was seen kneeling next to a "corpse" wrapped in a straw mat, and a wooden sign was erected next to it, which said that she sold her body to lose her father.

Oh, selling one's body to bury one's father, Jia Jing felt no interest when he saw it. In his previous life, from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River, he had seen quite a few such people selling one's body to bury one's father.However, no matter whether it is in the capital or in the south of the Yangtze River, the plot and lines of selling one's body to bury one's father have been unified.

Can Jia Jing not understand?It's all a lie.It's better to go back to the palace early and share these scripts with the Eighth Prince and the others.

Just as Jia Jing was about to leave, he watched Tie Hanhan give ten taels of silver to the woman who sold herself to bury her father.

"Hey, this is ten taels of silver. Don't kneel here, let your father die as soon as possible."

Jia Jing took a closer look, oh ho, it's still Wang Zisheng from the Wang family.

The Jia family and the Wang family both came from Jinling. When they followed Tai-zu to conquer the world, the Jia family and the Wang family had already started to sign up for the group.

It can be said that the Wang family is close to the Jia family.

Seeing that the child of his family acquaintance fell into the pit, Jia Jing didn't think about it and hurried away, intending to watch from the sidelines.

At that time, if Wang Zisheng was cheated so much that he really didn't want to talk, then he could still serve as a witness to testify to Wang Zisheng.

As for going up to expose it now to prevent Wang Zisheng from being cheated, Jia Jing never thought about it.

Eat a ditch, gain a wisdom.Children have to be cheated twice before they can grow.

"I can't repay my family. I'm willing to serve this master as a slave." The woman who sold her body to bury her father only wanted to cheat a little money. After reading a book and seeing Wang Zisheng's gorgeous clothes, she saw that she was a rich man, so she changed Idea, while speaking, he gave Wang Zisheng a wink.

However, she threw this wink at the blind man.

One is that Wang Zisheng is only twelve now, and he has not yet reached the point of enlightenment, and the other is that Wang's family is also a big family, and the people who serve Wang Zisheng's grandmother are all delicate and beautiful.Although the woman who prostituted herself to bury her father has some beauty, she is still not as good as the maid of the Wang family. Even if Wang Zisheng is enlightened, it is impossible for Wang Zisheng to like it.

"You took the money to bury your father. You don't need to be a slave or a maidservant. There is no shortage of maidservants in the family." Wang Zisheng said with a frown.

"My father has worked so hard for my family for half my life, and my family wants my father to be buried properly." Seeing that Wang Zisheng didn't go as she imagined, the woman thought that since Wang Zisheng was generous, she could make more money.

"These ten taels of silver are not enough?" Wang Zisheng frowned.

He is sympathetic, but he is not stupid. Nowadays, two taels of silver are already used by a farmer for a year.Twelve is enough for the woman in front of her to buy a good coffin for her father and find a place to bury her.

Could it be that people who can’t even afford a coffin and who want to sell their bodies to bury their fathers have to invite a group of monks to recite the 49 Heavenly Scriptures?

At this time, Wang Zisheng already felt that he was cheated. As a person who hates evil, he didn't want to give any money to the liar.

Wang Zisheng stretched out his hand, wanting to take back the silver that he just gave to the woman.