[Red Mansion] Mother Jia has a paralyzed face

After discussing this matter, the husband and wife finally decided to hide it from their mother. They just ordered the servants in the mother's room to take good care of it. Jia Min also took Yuan'er to accompany her every day, so that she could enjoy the family relationship as much as possible. happy.

Compared to Jia Min, Lin Ruhai thought more about it. He didn't know much about the inner house at first, but during the two months when his mother-in-law was in Yangzhou, she often told him about the inner house. examine.

The superficial tranquility cannot conceal the undercurrents inside, and as a son and husband, he can only carefully coordinate with the only heir he cares about outside of the mother's power over the house.

Not only to protect the innocence of Min'er's nature, but also for the harmony of this family. Every time he sees his mother and Min'er getting along, he also feels that he is right.

After a moment of grief, Lin Ruhai took over the responsibilities and responsibilities that a man should bear. Even though he knew that his mother's life was fixed, he could only do things as usual, and the occasional weakness was only reserved for his wife. .

Due to the performance of the two couples, no one in Lin's mansion found out about the old lady's condition except for a few who were specially ordered.

Jia Hu was still studying most of the time, and he didn't notice any abnormalities, so his uncle Xiu Mu came to take him out that day, and he followed very submissively.

"Hu'er, what is your expectation for your future?"

The aunt and nephew rode horses and walked slowly on the path outside the city.

Jia Hu turned to look at his uncle, thought for a while, and replied, "I want to be a Jinshi and become a Beijing official."

Lin Ruhai was a little surprised, "Why?" Shouldn't a boy of this age expect to be promoted and benefit the people?

"I am the eldest grandson of the Rongguo Mansion, and my grandmother is getting older. I want her to enjoy more light blessings, instead of sticking to the mansion for the sake of her children and grandchildren. Grandma likes to be outside."

"Filial piety is a good thing, but if it can be released, Hu'er can bring your grandmother along."

Jia Huyao shook her head and said: "It's okay if the time is shorter, but if it's too long, grandma won't be at ease in the mansion. If Zhu'er Lian'er is released as an official in the future, grandma can follow if she wants to play outside. I will protect my honor. From the government."

In fact, Jia Hu sees it very clearly, whether it is the father or the second uncle, the grandmother is not at ease. The reason why her father often ate wine outside before and she always beat her with words was because she was afraid that her father would make a mistake and harm the Rongguo Mansion. Now her father Having other hobbies, no matter whether they are voluntary or not, in the end it is better to let grandma relax. If possible, he also hopes that his father's hobbies will last longer.

After hearing Jia Hu's words, Lin Ruhai admired his elder brother a little bit. If the Lin family had such an heir, why would there be any worries? With Jia Hu in the Jia family, Jia Zhu and Jia Lian would not go astray in the future. Will not decline, this is the expectation of many aristocratic families...

Guangling Academy was built on the hillside. When Lin Ruhai and Jia Hu arrived, they were probably taking a break. They waited at the door for a while, waiting for the doorman to go in and check. Not long after, a man in the middle with a feather fan and scarf walked over quickly.

Lin Ruhai also took two steps forward, "Senior Brother Zhong."

"Ruhai, come in quickly. Father is very excited to hear that you are here. I have already asked your sister-in-law to prepare thin wine. The two of us, brothers and sisters, must drink a few glasses."

"It's better to be respectful than obedience." After returning a salute, Lin Ruhai greeted Jia Hu and introduced Zhong Xun, "This is the eldest son of my uncle, Jia Hu, Hu'er, this is my senior brother, please call me." Uncle."

Jia Hu bowed and said hello: "Jia Hu, junior, I have met Master Zhong."

Zhong Xun stroked his beard and nodded, "Okay, okay!"

Zhong Xun's father is the dean of Guangling Academy, a great Confucian in the south of the Yangtze River, and also the mentor of Zhong Xun and Lin Ruhai. After he arrived in Yangzhou to handle the preliminary handover work, Lin Ruhai brought his wife to visit the teacher, just like him. The old man mentioned Jia Hu, the nephew of his wife's natal family, and Dean Zhong approved to meet this child and give him some guidance for the sake of his lover.

So as soon as they arrived at the teacher's yard, Lin Ruhai took Jia Hu straight to the teacher, cupped his hands and introduced, "Teacher, this is Ruhai's nephew, Jia Hu, Hu'er, greetings to Grand Master."

Jia Hu greeted Dean Zhong, and accepted his review calmly. Seeing the child's clear eyes, Dean Zhong secretly nodded to Lin Ruhai and said, "Ruhai will go to the bar with your senior brother. I will teach this child a lesson." Fan." After speaking, he got up and motioned Jia Hu to follow behind.

Seeing his father and Jia Hu entering the study, Zhong Xun patted his junior brother on the shoulder, "It seems that father is satisfied with your nephew, so you can rest assured and have a few drinks with senior brother~"

"I have nothing to worry about." Taking away his senior brother's hand, Lin Ruhai turned around and walked towards the stone table first.

On the other side, Jia Hu entered the study room following the bell courtyard, and was left hanging in the middle of the study room. Dean Zhong shuttled back and forth between the bookshelves, taking out books one by one. He kept paying attention to Jia Hu from the corner of his eye. Stand straight without squinting.

After a quarter of an hour or so, Dean Zhong sat at the desk in front of Jia Hu with a dozen books, and said, "I heard from Ruhai that your house got No. 4 in the test. How much progress has been made recently?"

"The juniors still have a lot to learn."

"Jiangnan has a strong style of study. There are many students who are younger and more talented than you. You should not be too complacent."

"What Grand Master said is true."

Dean Zhong nodded, took out the "Shangshu" in the middle, flipped a page at random, and stopped after reading a sentence. Jia Hu understood and followed Grand Master to continue reciting, fluently and without any mistakes.

After turning over three pages, Dean Zhong interrupted Jia Hu, took out another copy of "University", and read: "Ancient people who want to enlighten the world..."

"In ancient times, those who wished to manifest their virtues in the world first ruled their country..."

The Four Books and Five Classics were tested and taught in turn, and Jia Hu could still resist it. Dean Zhong asked Jia Hu to compose a poem from "Guangling Academy", "The limit is that the old man can make a pot of tea."

Asking the book boy to lead Jia Hu to another desk, Dean Zhong watched Jia Hu's expression and started making tea leisurely.

When Dean Zhong was grinding the cake and tea, Jia Hu stood in front of the desk thinking and didn't write; He unfolded a piece of paper and copied the verses; while Dean Zhong poured the tea soup into the bowl, Jia Hu stood aside with the paper in both hands.

Dean Zhong stretched out his hand, took the paper from Jia Hu's hand, and motioned him with the other hand to sit across from him and drink the tea he made.

Dean Zhong carefully read the poem written by Jia Hu, and then put it on the other side of the tea tray where there was no water stains. Instead of commenting, he asked about the tea soup: "How do you feel?"

Jia Hu replied very honestly: "It's a bit bitter."

"What is your habit of drinking tea?"

"Grandma likes to drink brewed black tea and green tea, and the younger generation grew up with grandma, and it's the same."

The old and the young chatted a few more words about tea culture. Jia Hu didn't do much research on this aspect, so he just listened as he was taught.

After a while, Dean Zhong picked up Jia Hu's poems and said: "Your poems are neat and neat, but lack of spirit, only form without spirit."

"My uncle and the younger generation's husband have said that the younger generation has also studied it seriously, but there is still no amazing work."

"A few days ago, Ruhai sent you a theory. I have read it, and it is indeed beneficial. Your uncle is busy and has limited education for you. Today, the old man left a theory for you. Every other day, I come to the academy to give it to me. .”

Jia Hu stood up in surprise, and bowed deeply to Dean Zhong, "My junior thanked Grand Master for his advice."

Dean Zhong nodded and said, "Go outside, your aunt's cooking skills are pretty good, go try it."

"Yes, Grand Master."

After Jia Hu went out, he repeated Grand Master's words to Lin Ruhai. Before Lin Ruhai said anything, Zhong Xun praised: "Father is not a person who cares about face. It seems that Jia Hu really satisfied him."

After Lin Ruhai and Jia Hu left in the afternoon, Zhong Xun went into his father's study and saw Jia Hu's poems, he was a little disgusted and said, "This son is less spiritual."

Dean Zhong took the lead in writing, and after finishing the last stroke, he said: "Poetry is like a man, this son is pure in heart, hard-working and easy to read, solid in knowledge, and a practical person."

"It seems that my father has a very high opinion of Jia Hu."

"I value his conduct."

Zhong Xun didn't believe it. His father was a bold and unrestrained person when he was young. He put aside a promising official position and came to Yangzhou to run an academy. He had a good eye. When he didn't care about his character, he learned.

Dean Zhong could see his thoughts from the expression of the third son. This son's temperament was the most like him, so after the imperial examination, he resigned before he was conferred and returned to Yangzhou to teach in the academy. The father and son knew best other side.

"How do you feel about Shao Wan and Jia Hu?"

"Father?" Zhong Xun didn't expect his father to have such an idea after seeing Jia Hu, but he didn't quite agree, "Jia Hu is the eldest grandson of the Rongguo Mansion, and the family of Xun Zhuzi is the most snobbish, the heir of the Ningguo Mansion Just get married with the Princess Mansion, Shaowan's parents are both dead, what should I do if I get angry after marrying? Moreover, people may not be willing to marry this kind of marriage."

Dean Zhong was a little unhappy after hearing his son's words, "Even if your second elder brother and second sister-in-law passed away, there would still be Shaoqing and all of our Zhong family. How could the in-laws be unwilling?! Besides, Shao Wan is not inferior to anyone else's daughter!"

"Shao Wan's father, you personally taught him, so naturally he is one in a million. But if you find a marriage in a scholarly family, wouldn't it be more appropriate to add red oil and fragrance after marriage?"

"It's up to you whether he's suitable or not! And whether he, Jia Hu, can be my grandson-in-law is yet to be assessed, so don't talk too much!" After speaking, he flung his sleeves and left the study.

Zhong Xun was helpless, he was seeking truth from facts, why did his father lose his temper when he disagreed with him?