Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three Like a Mourning Treasure's Jade
In the evening, the golden afterglow of the autumn sunset falls on the courtyard in front of Rongqing Hall, spreading up layer by layer and spreading along the steps to the eaves of the corridor.
Jia Mu was wearing ordinary household clothes, sitting on a recliner, with a wool blanket covering her knees, and the maid Yuanyang behind her was squeezing Jia Mu's shoulders.
Li Wan and Sister Feng were on the side, talking quietly.
Baoyu, Daiyu, Tanchun and other sisters solved the nine-link chain.
In the distance, little Xichun was playing Go with Yingchun. Xichun was obviously not good at playing chess. Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes, which looked like paint, were staring at the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, contemplating.
Although the girl is described as still young, she already shows some beauty, her cheeks are white and rosy, and she has a little baby fat.
The maid next to Xichun entered the painting, and the colorful screen was serving her with seasonal fruits and fragrant tea.
Yingchun held a chess piece in her hand, looked at Xichun and said: "Every time"
Si Qi, the eldest maid on the side, supported her cheek with one hand and looked at
Daiyu raised her eyes and glanced at Xichun, covering her mouth and smiling sweetly.
Baoyu asked curiously: "Why is sister Lin laughing?"
Daiyu covered her mouth with a handkerchief in her hand and said, "Let me just say that Sister Yingchun has met her opponent and is about to meet a good talent."
Baoyu was puzzled for a moment, with confusion on his face like a full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and said: "How do you say this?"
Tan Chun put down the nine-link ring he was untying in his hand, raised his jade face and glanced at Daiyu, his heroic brows reappeared, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "Sister Lin is always good at making fun of people, second brother, this means fourth sister
The moves in chess are slow."
When Baoyu heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "If you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent."
After hearing this, Xichun in the distance pouted angrily, threw the chess piece away, pouted angrily, and said, "No more, Sister Lin is here to make fun of me again."
Yingchun was stunned for a moment. There was a hint of confusion on her face, which was filled with goose fat.
"Haha..." Baoyu seemed to be amused by the two's cute reactions, and Baoyu laughed so hard.
Now even Tanchun couldn't help it and started laughing. As for Daiyu, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief and kept laughing, her flowers trembling.
Tanchun smiled and said, "Sister Lin has such a clever mouth, she always speaks accurately."
The laughter from the side of the room even attracted Jia Mu to come over, leading Li Wan to call for someone.
The sisters immediately cheered and left their seats and came over to talk.
The sorrow on Jia Mu's face also dissipated a lot, and she smiled kindly and said: "Baoyu, thank you that I didn't let you go to Dongfu and let you sisters have fun here."
Baoyu said: "This time in Dongfu should be over."
Yuanyang looked at the sky and said softly: "It's almost time now, and I think it should be over."
The smile on Jia Mu's face faded a little, and she sighed and said: "The old and young men of the clan are waiting for him in the clan. I think he should be angry."
Sister Feng joked and said: "It's not just that I'm angry, I'm getting into trouble right now. How do I say that, I'm proud of the spring breeze... Oops, I can't think much about it for a moment."
Sister Feng thought about it for a long time, wondering if she was influenced by Jia Heng's repeated insults from intellectuals. She felt that this situation should be expressed in poetry, but she had limited ink and could not use any idioms.
"The spring breeze is so good that the horse's hooves are so strong that I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day." Baoyu on the side showed thoughts on his face and answered with a smile.
Daiyu glanced at Baoyu with a pair of bright eyes that turned into clouds. Baoyu didn't study well on weekdays. He only knew one thing about poetry and the anecdotes, but didn't know the other.
This Chang'an flower is not a good thing.
Using flowers as a metaphor for people, this Du Fanchuan is not a serious person.
Tan Chun's bright eyes flashed, and he said in a clear voice: "That Uncle Heng is not that frivolous person, isn't he? Second sister-in-law Lian said in the morning that the elder went to Liutiao'er Hutong to apologize last night, and it's not like that Uncle Heng is not a frivolous person.
Did you say anything unpleasant?"
Sister Feng smiled and said, "There are no harsh words, but our uncle Heng is not a forgiving person."
Jia Mu waved her hand and said: "Okay, what are you talking about? You can go and talk to him about Brother Rong and Brother Zhen's daughter-in-law in the evening. The family property of such a big Duke's mansion has now been given to him.
, we can’t let people sleep on the streets.”
Sister Feng said with a smile: "Don't worry, ancestor, I will go look for him later."
Li Wan, who was sitting aside, listened to these words, and there was something strange about Wen Ning's elegant face. I wonder if she thought too much about finding him later? These words sounded strange.
It's like what a womanly person should say.
Then I thought about it, Sister Feng's behavior in the past was considered ordinary.
Jia Mu said: "Anyway, it's really not possible. I still have tens of thousands of taels of silver. I have to use it to buy a mansion for Brother Rong and Brother Zhen's daughter-in-law. It's on Ningrong Street, and it's cheaper to get there."
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Sister Feng said with a smile: "That's not Li'er. Don't talk about other things. Dongfu Grange and the shop are so big, how can he occupy them all by himself? If the ancestors are looking for him,"
Jia Mu thought for a while, raised her eyebrows and said, "If he doesn't comply, you can call him to Rongqing Hall tomorrow, and I'll talk to him myself."
Sister Feng smiled and said: "Then our ancestors are very sure when they come to him, so he must have nothing to say. I heard that when he submitted the resignation form, he said that our ancestors were fair in dealing with things."
Daiyu on the side listened to Sister Feng's continued words without missing a beat, her eyebrows were lowered, and she covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled softly.
Jia Mu's face looked a little happy at this time, smiled, and asked: "Baoyu didn't go, why didn't Huan'er go?"
Sister Feng chuckled and said, "My aunt said that Huan'er was not feeling well, so she didn't go."
What's wrong is that Aunt Zhao doesn't want Huan'er to get on the pole to flatter others.
Li Wan took over the conversation with a smile and said: "I didn't let Lan'er go either, because I was worried that people of the same race would let him drink. Children are growing taller, so they should eat less alcohol."
Jia Mu nodded and said, "I didn't let Baoyu go, and that was my opinion."
Li Wan: "..."
Just as a few people in Rongqing Hall were joking, suddenly a voice from Lin Zhixiao's family came from outside, saying: "Old lady, the second master is here."
When Jia Mu heard this, she was stunned and asked, "Everyone has dispersed over there?"
"It's all gone. The second master is here to say hello to you. He looks red and smiles on his face. I don't know what happy things happened to him." Lin Zhixiao's family said with a smile.
At this time, Jia Zheng, wearing a Confucian robe and a long robe, walked into the flower hall, bowed solemnly to Jia Mu, and was about to speak when he suddenly looked at Baoyu, who was hanging his head among his sisters, and was furious.
Just scolded: "You are asked to go to Dongfu for something that is not worthy of publicity. Why don't you go?"
As soon as these words came out, Baoyu was as frightened as a quail, and buried his head in his chest, hesitating and not daring to respond. Daiyu's face on the side changed slightly, and she looked at Baoyu worriedly.
Jia Mu's face originally had smile lines, but after hearing this, her expression changed. She said angrily: "You have eaten two taels of horse urine and scolded my Baoyu again. Look at how drunk you are. Why don't you go back and wash yourself?"
Wash away."
"Mother." Jia Zheng was scolded by Jia Mu and did not dare to reply. Instead, he said: "Baoyu looks not much younger than Ziyu, but the way he treats people is completely different. Baoyu now also
It’s getting bigger and bigger, and now it’s like playing in the backyard all the time.”
"How does he treat others? He is dissatisfied and angry. How else can he treat others?" When Jia Mu heard this, she was not very happy.
Everyone on the side looked at Jia Zheng curiously.
Jia Zhengdao: "Ziyu treats people and things with kindness, like spring breeze and rain. Now he is the head of our Jia clan. Previously, he proposed to use the public funds to rebuild the clan school. He should set up a Chongwen and a martial arts hall, invite famous teachers, and provide free services to the children of our clan.
Studying, what a benevolent and righteous virtue it is, cultivating children to study and practice martial arts is a long-term strategy for the family, and now the young and old men in the family are full of praise."
Jia Mu, Sister Feng: "..."
Jia's mother's face changed slightly, she was silent, and she wanted to rebuild the family clan?
Sister Feng's heart skipped a beat, and she made quick calculations in her mind.
It is both rebuilding the clan school and providing free education for the children. This is probably a lot of money...
Dongfu Gongzhong only had a total of 50,000 to 60,000 taels of silver. If he had left 10,000 taels for daily expenses, he could use the remaining 40,000 taels to lend money and collect interest. But once the clan academy was rebuilt, Jia Heng still had money.
?
Uncle Heng is so confused.
Daiyu frowned and pursed her pink lips, but the figure of the young man in green clothes could not help but appear in her clear eyes.
Tanchun raised a pair of handsome eyebrows, blinked his bright and flowing big eyes, and his cheeks as white as snow were already as beautiful as peach blossoms.
Re-establishing ethnic studies, advocating literature and martial arts, is this uncle Heng really capable of such great things?
Jia Zheng said happily: "Mother, my son asked Ziyu to be the leader of the clan. Previously, some people in the clan said that I was being pedantic. What can I say now? It is a blessing for our Jia clan to have such a wise man to control our clan."
Jia's mother had a complex look on her face. Even if she didn't want to admit it, she still knew the role that using public money to build a clan school and advocating culture and martial arts would have on the Jia clan.
With so many tribesmen, they can’t all be useless, right?
If you have one or two complete utensils, you can also light up the lintel.
Sister Feng curled her lips, snorted softly, and said in her heart, "The money is not his, he bought people's hearts to win a good son, of course I don't feel bad about it, I will talk to him later, if he loses like this, Dongfu
He can't help spending any amount of money, and he has no income. I introduced him to a good job. Isn't that what the play says about the timely rain on Song Jiang who is eager for justice and justice?"
After Jia Zheng finished speaking, he said: "Mother, Ziyu said that Chongwen Hall will invite famous teachers from the Imperial College, and once the clan has learned it, my son will send Baoyu to study there."
Baoyu: "..."
Looking at Baoyu who looked like she was mourning for her concubine, her face turned pale with fright.
Jia Mu's face became anxious and distressed, and she said, "How old is Baoyu, and you are torturing my Baoyu again?"
Jia Zheng sighed and said: "Mother, you always spoil him like this..."
"You also said that I spoiled you like this when you were a child. At that time, you didn't study so early. You were in the backyard every day..." Jia Mu finished.
Before the call was finished, Jia Zheng looked embarrassed and left.