Xue Hong: "Master Jia is indeed a gentleman, knows the law and observes etiquette. He is really the talent of Xuanma who worships the prime minister. If it weren't for bad luck... alas!"
As Xue Hong let out a long sigh, Jia Zheng's eyes burst into tears: "Zheng has been struggling for half his life and has never met Bole. I don't want to be appreciated by the Marquis today!"
Mother Jia looked at her son who looked like he had been deceived and was lame, and quickly changed the subject: "Hong... Lord Hou, the girl next to Baochai is..."
Baochai took Baoqin's hand and introduced: "This is my uncle's sister."
Baoqin bowed to Jia Mu: "Little girl, I have met the old king."
Bao Qinsheng's beautiful face and moon-like appearance have both the advantages of Chai Dai, her gentle personality, and her gracefulness. She is neither as sensitive as Dai Yu nor as overly shrewd as Bao Chai.
Jia Baoyu was originally chatting with Daiyu around her, but when she heard Baoqin speak, her eyes widened, her hands slightly stretched out, and she walked quickly towards Baoqin: "I thought Sister Bao and Sister Lin were already the youngest in the world."
Yes, I don’t want to see Sister Baoqin again. Oh my God! Oh my God! You have so much essence and wisdom to give birth to these great people."
Baoqin took two steps back and avoided Baoyu.
Xue Hong stood in the way of the two of them, slightly pulling on the hem of his clothes as if to strike out. Baoyu was instantly frightened and stepped back.
The marks from the kick I just received haven't faded yet.
At this time, Taoist Zhang took a tea tray, put a big red python satin sutra bag on it, and held out the talisman: "Old Fengjun and all the nobles are here. I don't have much to offer, but I have some peace talismans.
Take it.
Today, the Ning and Rong mansions have come to have a ritual ceremony. Xiaoguan should have cleared away guests, but the Marquis is here. How can I not welcome him? I hope the old lady will forgive me for causing so many things."
Jia's mother was shocked. She knew the abilities of this old Taoist priest. Even Taoist Zhang treated Xue Hong with such respect. Xue Hong would definitely have great achievements in the future.
When Sister Feng saw Taoist Zhang holding the plate, she smiled and said, "Just take it out in your hand, why bother holding it on a plate?"
Taoist Zhang said: "How can you take the unclean things in your hands? Use a plate to clean them."
Sister Feng said teasingly: "You just took out the plate and you scared me. I didn't say you came to give us talismans, but you seemed to be giving alms to us."
When everyone heard about it, they burst into laughter. Even Jia Zhen, who had become a Bakugan boy, couldn't help laughing.
Qin Keqing and You Shi laughed so hard that their branches trembled with laughter. Sanchun also covered her mouth and laughed along. No one thought there was anything wrong.
Xue Hong looked around for a moment, and even the nurses, wives and maids of the Jia Mansion also laughed, completely forgetting that Emperor Zhang Daoshi was a real person, so how could they laugh at him at will?
To be honest, no matter how Xue Hong looked at Wang Xifeng, he didn't look like someone who cared about the poor, cherished the weak, and respected the old and the young.
But she happened to lend a helping hand to help Grandma Liu, and it happened that Grandma Liu later rescued Wang Xifeng's daughter Qiao Jie.
The only time Wang Xifeng achieved good results was a great reward.
But Baochai, Baoqin, and Daiyu had some idea of what was going on, and they did not laugh at Taoist Zhang along with them.
It’s not that Wang Xifeng, Sanchun, Qin Keqing, and Sanyou of the Jia family are stupid. They are all smart, but they were blinded by the apparent wealth of the Jia family.
Xue Hong had no intention of staying any longer, so he took the three girls down the mountain.
After returning to the mansion, the servants also sent "antique works of art" to the Hou's mansion.
Xue Hong picked a Buddha statue: Namo United Buddha, with universal wisdom and profoundness.
As the saying goes: I will never stop doing good deeds in my life. I love oil and arms the most. I suddenly pulled off the nylon rope. Today I broke the peace lock in the Middle East. The news from the Mississippi tide came. Today I know who I am.
Xue Hong: "Excuse me, please go out and get a gift box, put this Buddha statue and this letter in it, send it to Rongguo Mansion, and say that I gave it to Jia Zheng. Go ahead..."
Three days later, after the Jia family came back from the Qingxu Temple for a ritual ceremony, Jia Zheng received a gift from Xue Hong.
Jia Zheng opened the gift with joy and saw a Buddha statue. Under the base was engraved: Namo United Buddha.
Jia Zheng: "This Buddha statue...why is it so strange??"
After Jia Zheng put down the Buddha statue, he opened the letter again.
The general meaning of the letter is: Mr. Jia has been in bad luck recently, and I specially invited this Buddha statue from the West. The name of this Buddha is very reliable, but in case of disaster, just recite his name.
By the way, Mr. Jia! I met at Qingxuguan a few days ago, and suddenly I discovered that Mr. Jia’s poor official career may not be without Mrs. Ling’s fault... blah blah blah...
In short, the summary is just one sentence: Mr. Jia, a good person like you, deserves such a wife. It’s a waste of time to blind you as a person.
Oops, Jia Zheng was so moved that he almost put Xue Hong's letter on the table and knocked it directly.
Despite the fact that Jia Zheng in the original work is always upright, in fact Jia Zheng and Jia Yucun are the same kind of people.
Being in a high position, chasing fame and reputation, being in a low position, being humble and doing small things, in other words, Jia Zheng is far inferior to Jia Yucun.
Although Jia Yucun is not a good person, he is indeed capable. What can Jia Zheng do? Xue Hong would choke himself if he gave her the credit!
However, Xue Hong's method of sowing discord was indeed useful. For a long time, Jia Zheng's nose was not her nose and her face was not her face towards Mrs. Wang.
Even Jia Baoyu was dealt with badly.
…
In the garden of the Hou Wen Mansion, Xue Hong was sitting at the stone table, looking at the classics borrowed from Qingxu Temple, while Baochai was on the side, embroidered with a Hongyan handkerchief.
Xue Hong was leaning on the stone table with one arm and holding a book in the other hand. He was concentrating on reading. A few strands of hair were blown off his forehead by the breeze.
Baochai stared at Xue Hong intently, with a smile on her lips, warmth and sweetness rippling in her heart.
"oops!"
Xue Hong immediately looked up and saw blood drops oozing out from Baochai's slender, green-white jade fingers.
Xue Hong immediately dropped the book, gently pulled Baochai's finger and put it into his mouth to suck the blood.
The moment Baochai put his finger into Xue Hong's mouth, his mind went blank and he was at a loss.
Xue Hong: "Why are you so careless? Does it hurt?"
Baochai smiled sweetly: "It doesn't hurt, Brother Xue. It's just a pity that this veil was originally given to you, but now it is stained with blood."
I saw that a small piece of Hongyan's handkerchief, which was originally pure white, was stained with blood.
Xue Hong picked up the handkerchief and put it into his arms solemnly: "What's this? Brother Wei likes this gift very much. Thank you sister."
Baochai: "As long as Brother Hong likes it."
The two looked at each other, their deep eyes moved with emotion, wisps of breeze blew their hair together, the entanglement of black hair, the conveying of love to each other in their eyes, tenderness like water, nostalgia like poetry.
(I can only have two chapters today. I have a chapter that didn’t pass the review. It’s vulgar and pornographic. I’m revising it.
Audit brother, I am a pure writer! You are so arrogant that you treat me like a fart! The protagonist next door named Jia Huan is even more outrageous. Go find him, don’t come to arrest me!!)