[Red Mansion] Master is always taken away

It's cold in the morning, the autumn dew is growing, and the sky is about to light up, so Jia She, the elder of the Rongguo Mansion, got up.

Qiu Tong, the maid on duty at night, was busy holding the lamp. Jiao Hong and Cui Yun saw that the lights in the house were on, and greeted them at the door before pushing the door and entering the room. One of them was holding the washbasin securely, and the other was holding the washbasin with both hands. Holding the tray of toiletries, he walked to the edge of the Kang and knelt down, raising his arms high.

Jia She was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the Kang, frowning in thought rarely.

The two kneeling maidservants held the washbasin and the tray aloft for a long time, but there was no movement above them, "Master?" Cuiyun asked more boldly and tentatively, after all, she was the only one among the three who had served the bed.

Jia She said "Mmm" without even raising her eyelids, Qiu Tong hurriedly picked up a big towel and covered Jia She's clothes. The master wiped his face clean.

After washing up and drinking another bowl of hot tea, Jia Sheshu sighed, but his face was still gloomy.

"Retire first!" Jia She shouted, Qiu Tong and the others hurriedly packed their things and left the room.

……

The room was quiet, Jia She flicked his fingers on the kang table, thinking about the soul body that came to take away from his body last night.

——A self-proclaimed female author of Red Chamber Literature.

snort!

How dare a little girl from every family dare to try to rob her of the body of a big man?Don't be ashamed either!

Looking at her attire, showing her arms and legs, she is not a decent girl.

But this unscrupulous girl has "many Red Mansions" in her head, all of which are stories related to Rongguo Mansion.

Jia She narrowed his eyes, he didn't feel strange at all when talking about this "weird" thing, because this was not the first strange soul he had met.Since the first time he was almost taken away by a cultural master who claimed to be "a master of ancient and modern times, and a master of China and foreign countries", but also somewhat arrogant and sad, he has been exhausted physically and mentally for several days.

Jia Shen has encountered a "chef" who is obsessed with food to argue with him; he has encountered a "people's teacher" who has excessive perfectionist obsessive-compulsive disorder to argue with him; he has encountered a low-level "forensic doctor" who is good at autopsy ;I also encountered "chemists", "engineers", "non-mainstream students", "powerful angry youths", "local hooligans"... until I met the female author who was eliminated by him last night.

Hmph, who really dares to provoke me, Master? !

Why does my physical body look like the Tang monk's flesh, and why is it so missed by "ghosts from other worlds".

Jia Amnesty was angry, and his head was still hurting. Originally, since he exterminated the first foreign soul, he still felt that he was very lucky to absorb additional knowledge. After all, that person has a wide range of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign cultures, and poetry and articles are not a problem. Not to mention that he himself knows it, but that the master of culture still has a lot of ancient poems that Jia She has never seen before. If he goes out and fools around, who would dare to say that the second guy is more knowledgeable than himself ?

But before Jia She could digest this knowledge, several "foreign souls" successively gave him a headache, and now it seems that there are more than a dozen people fighting in his head, fighting fiercely with each other, it hurts him so much!

... After a while, Jia Amnesty walked out of the room, and it was already daylight outside.

"Son, please greet the master!" Jia Lian came here early today.

"Follow me to the old lady's place." Jia She glanced at his son and said calmly, but there was a sense of "contempt" in his tone, just like Jia Lian went out to face those unruly talents who couldn't get along with him. .

The puzzled Jia Lian patted his head. He felt that there was something wrong with the master's expression today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.After thinking for a long time, Jia Lian finally realized that in the past, he came to the master to say hello, but the master always said "I can't sleep because I don't have money", "I haven't got the fan, I can't sleep well, go and get it for me" Yunyun's.

Master today is really different from other days!

Jia Lian clicked his lips, with a delicate expression, and followed Jia She all the way. When he reached under a pair of plane trees in the inner garden of Rongguo Mansion, Jia She stopped suddenly.

Behind him, Jia Lian also hurriedly stopped, looking at his father suspiciously.

Unexpectedly, Jia She went around the two sycamore trees, sighed, stretched out his hand to caress the pockmarked trunk, looked at the golden fallen leaves under the roots, and chanted: "Golden leaves!" The wind is thin, and the leaves of the phoenix trees fall."

Jia Lian was stunned.

He blinked his eyes and opened his mouth to say something, but Jia Amnesty's tone changed, and he chanted: "The phoenix tree is raining even more, and at dusk, it will be dribs and drabs. This time, it's the first time that there is a word of worry."

"The phoenix tree is really unwilling to fade away, and there is still a sound when the leaves are blowing in the wind."

"Singing gnats in the grass, startled the sycamore trees, making melancholy in the world and in the sky."

"Without words, I go up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard."

……

"When phoenix trees treat each other to grow old, mandarin ducks will die together."

After Jia She finished reading the last sentence, Shi Xing finally came to an end, but he sighed again, and ordered the servants who had been following him, the copper coins and the fan, to gather up the leaves and bury them properly. A lifetime of affection.

affection?The corner of his mouth twitched, and finally Jia Lian couldn't help asking: "Why is the master so popular with poetry? But what's the happy event?"

He really didn't know that the master was so talented, but he couldn't see it in the past, and everyone said that the second uncle was better at reading than the master.

Jia She glanced at him when he heard the words: "Hmph, there's a lot you don't know. Just wait."

After all, he continued to walk towards the old lady's yard, but stopped again, this time turning his head to look at his servant copper coins and fan.

The copper coin and the fan looked at each other, and hurriedly knelt down, feeling uneasy, not knowing what the master wanted to do.

"You——" Jia She frowned, shook his head and said contemptuously, "You two have to change your names. 'Copper Coin' and 'Fan' are too vulgar, and don't match my character, master, no good! No good!"

"Master, please give me your name!" Copper Coin and Fan shouted together, they were neither clever nor able to serve Elder Master Jia She, right?

"Well, your name is Wutong, and your name is Luoye—" Jia She nodded. "That's all."

Jia Lian, the newly named phoenix tree, and fallen leaves all looked uncertain, and followed Jia She to the old lady's yard stepping on their left and right feet.

When they got to the place, Jia Lian followed Jia She and finished paying respects to the old lady smoothly, thinking that the old man had just had a convulsion today, and this was a rare occurrence for him, just as he was thinking, a woman came in outside with a regretful look on her face.

"What's the matter?" Mother Jia asked anxiously, her heart skipping a beat.

Jia Lian took a closer look, and it turned out that this woman was from the south, and she was actually one of Aunt Min's companions.

"Old lady, grandma——my grandma—she's gone!" The old woman began to cry with her head pounding.

"What did you say?" Mother Jia covered her heart and fainted immediately.

……

An imperial doctor was invited, and after a long time of fuss, Mother Jia stopped her tears with great difficulty. When she started talking, her breath was not smooth again. She turned her head to look at Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng. Jia Lian and Baoyu were also there, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng , Li Wan all surrounded her.

"Min'er is the biological sister of the two of you. She has an only daughter, Yu'er. I'm afraid Mr. Lin won't have time to take care of her right now. I want to take her to our house. What do you think?" Mother Jia said.

"I would like to listen to my mother's orders," Jia Zheng said.

Mother Jia glanced at her second son in relief, and then looked at the eldest son who had been silent and had no conscience. She was taken aback by this look.

Jia Amnesty's tears were "crackling" and falling down.

"Boss!"

"Big brother?"

Jia's mother and Jia Zheng were surprised and forgot their sadness for a while.

"You are—" Jiamu realized that the boss was sad for the death of her younger sister. She rubbed the corners of her red eyes and said, "Xie'er, you and Miner brothers and sisters are not in vain after all. I Miserable Min'er..."

Jia's mother was again moved to tears by Jia Amnesty's reaction, and even Baoyu hurriedly handed over a handkerchief to Jia's mother to wipe away her tears, shouting "The old ancestor's condolences".

Jia Lian hadn't seen Aunt Min very much, and he wasn't very sad, but his eyes were already red with his sleeves, but his eyes always drifted towards his master.

Sure enough, Jia She let out a loud sigh, which attracted everyone's attention, and wept, "Woo hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow?

"..."

Everyone in the room heard that the old master who is not good at talents wrote a "Sorrowful Sister Fu" - the truth is revealed, the boss is definitely the truth!Both Jia Mu and Jia Zheng's eye sockets were red and swollen. Although the others were also sad, it was clear that they were more concerned about the Elder's "talent" at this time!

Baoyu's eyes were shining brightly. If the atmosphere wasn't right, he would have gone to ask his uncle about his poems a long time ago.

Wang Xifeng quietly moved behind Jia Lian, and poked Jia Lian's waist with her fingers. When Jia Lian turned her head, she pouted angrily at Jia Amnesty, and asked Jia Lian what's wrong with her eyes.

Jia Lian shook his head, looking bewildered.

Today, the master was abnormal at first, and then the news of Aunt Min's death came. Now the master can not only recite poems and reciting words before, but also composed an original "Mourning Fu".Jia Lian couldn't catch his train of thought for a while, his head was in a mess.

At this moment, Jia She coughed, his expression suddenly became disapproving, he stopped crying, and his tone seemed careless: "Oh, mother just asked about picking up someone, right? It's appropriate to let Lian'er go. , anyway, he doesn't do business all day long."

Jia Lian came out, and he was not surprised that the master said this about himself. This was his father's normal reaction in the past. He told the old lady, Jia She, and the second uncle's family that he would definitely go south to bring sister Lin back to his house.

Jia Mu's sad expression eased, and finally she was not as sad as before.

……

Jia Amnesty went back to the big room with his hands behind his back. Mrs. Xing expected Ai Ai to come over, and praised and praised: "I didn't expect the master to be so talented..."

Jia She glanced at her, raised Erlang's legs, asked the little maid to beat his legs, and lay lazily on the kang. "I didn't expect you, a stupid woman, to like wits! Didn't you always belong to 'me' and 'my' in the past, and you were still a 'concubine'?" After finishing speaking, he sneered and looked carefully at Mrs. Xing's face.

Mrs. Xing smiled embarrassingly, and touched her face unconsciously.

"Don't touch it! The face is full of poison! A layer of lead powder." Jia She narrowed his eyes, stretched out a finger, scraped off a layer of powder from Mrs. Xing's face, and studied it carefully: "I said That's right, it's really lead powder. Do you use this on a daily basis?"

Mrs. Xing nodded in panic: "Master, what poison? Did someone poison me in my fan? Who?!"

The chemist and teacher of Jia Amnesty burst out, "No one else poisoned you, you poisoned yourself. Do you know what is lead powder? Let me tell you, the main component of lead powder is lead, which is a kind of A chemical element whose chemical symbol is pb... In short, excessive lead is poisonous and harmful to the human body, and can cause infertility and many other symptoms."

"Ah?" Mrs. Xing's eyes rolled when she heard it, but she understood the master's last sentence. "Master, what do you mean, I can't get pregnant because of this stuff?!"

Jia Amnesty nodded.

Mrs. Xing burst into tears, wiped her snot and tears, her hands were still stained with the "lead powder", she hurriedly called someone to bring water to wash her face more than ten times, and even had someone throw away all the things in her room. lead powder.

...Looking back, Jia She's face was full of anger at this time, "Well, I said why you can't give birth, so you are really an ignorant and stupid woman! Why do you wear so much powder all day long? You want to die!"

Jia She spit and scolded, and returned to his old demeanor that he didn't like to talk to Mrs. Xing, snorted coldly, and didn't go to comfort Mrs. Xing, and went into the inner room with the little maid who was beating his legs.