At the end of Mao, it was completely dawn, Jia Cong was dressed neatly, Xiao Pomegranate added a cloak to him. The cloak was developed from a straw raincoat, and it was suitable for both men and women in ancient times, but there were more varieties of women's cloaks. In the Ming and Qing dynasties, these clothing became popular, which was probably similar to the modern clothing trend?

His hair was also combed by pomegranates, and his Songjiang cotton robe was quite warm. The boots on the soles of his feet were a little ordinary. He had no treatment for deer skin, mink skin, and silver rat skin.

The first priority is to clean the paste. Jia Cong looked at the bronze mirror. His face was as white as jade, and his appearance was good. He looked like a little white face? Looking back on the original owner's memory, he received it and did not merge much. He asked Xiao Pomegranate if there were any mistakes in his dressing and some inappropriate aspects.

In feudal society, the word "ritual" runs from royalty, nobles, literati to civilians, and the bottom of the class, distinguishing people from high and low, and saving the morning and night is definitely the most basic rule for wealthy families. You can't make jokes and commit suicide by yourself. He thinks so.

Pomegranate kept shook his head and said there was nothing wrong. He thought to himself: "Mr. Cong's temperament has improved, and no one is favored by the eldest lady, but the eldest master will definitely be relieved. He is afraid that Grandma Lian will hide his knife in his smile..."

"Click my remaining ladder money and come back to buy books." Jia Cong gave an order and went straight out of the door.

This room is not a courtyard house, but a small building that sits upside down. This kind of building is easy to distinguish. Generally, the main house faces north and south, and the other side faces south and north, which sits upside down and holds upside down. And when holding the house, it is often built behind the main house.

Sanchun is the one who lives in the north of Mrs. Wang's courtyard.

"My ancient architecture is useful. Needless to say, going south is the main hall." Jia Cong inherited his memories and was confused, but fortunately he was not defeated.

He was still weak, and I wonder how the original owner was doing. Jia Cong went south to a hanghua Gate.

It is not common to drooping flower doors, where are there in ordinary families? Jia Cong looked carefully at the eaves above his head and thought to himself: "The drooping flower door is usually a courtyard gate that crosses the courtyard. The garden gate is built between walls. There is a small garden to the west of the building, so it is designed like this..."

I immediately shook my head and laughed. I like carpenters so much. Could it be that my previous life was Emperor Apocalypse?

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In addition to a girl who sprinkled water and swept the floor, fed and lived, Jia Cong also has a servant named Sun Fu, who is the son of his wet nurse. The wet nurse is dead, and Sun Fu is his wet nurse.

Compared to Jia Baoyu, there are many maids, servants, and Jia Lian also have Xing'er, Long'er, Zhao'er, Zhu'er, Qing'er, and a few servants. If they were phoenixes, Jia Cong would be a crow?

After several days of continuous treatment, the illness was cured, and even the most complicated mood was calmed down. When he went out, he greeted Sun Fu and came to the main hall. He saw an old couple sitting side by side under the vertical axis of the north wall.

As soon as Jia Cong came in, Jia She's maid Qiutong took a mat and came over to lay it down. Jia Cong lifted up his robe and knelt down: "I'm going to pay tribute to the master and the wife. I'm sick a few days ago and cannot save my morning and night. I'm really unfilial. Please forgive me."

"Get up!" Mrs. Xing nodded, very perfunctory and didn't look at him directly. Jia Cong is extremely naughty on weekdays, so what can I see?

Jia Cong remembered that in a certain time in the Red Chamber, Jia Baoyu came to see Mrs. Xing, and Jia Cong came in. Mrs. Xing was very nice to Baoyu, but scolded Jia Cong. Her reaction was expected in front of her.

Jia She was not like that. Sun Fu privately reported the situation of his youngest son over the past few days. Mr. Cong suddenly accepted his temper and studied. Sun Fu was also surprised that he was afraid of being involved in something unclean, so he was eager to clear his relationship. Fortunately, Jia She did not hate his son's change, and even felt expectant and happy.

After picking up his beard, Jia She narrowed his eyes and found that his son's eyes were no longer so dodging and his words were calm. Could it be that I was so confused that I was mistaken? Last night, I was just asking my concubine to change to various positions to serve him... my eyes were indeed blurred.

Wearing glasses, you can produce glasses and glass these days, but it is not popular, it is a luxury. Jia She wiped her beard: "Cong'er, is he cured? I heard that you have read the Four Books? It's too urgent. I'll test you..."

"Well, thanks to the eldest wife who asked the doctor to prescribe the prescription, the child was cured. After having a nightmare, he woke up and felt that his brain was working a little better. Master just took the exam."

Jia Cong stood up and had the time to look at the two of them. The old couple were both fat and pampered, and dressed very gorgeously, but he didn't think about what texture the clothes were and where they were produced.

Mrs. Xing's hand holding the teacup stopped slightly. Jia Cong not only did not mention her deduction, but also mentioned the doctor... She became suspicious and began to look at her.

Jia She was not as sensual as Jia Zheng and pretended to be Taoist, but the Jia family always claimed to be a "class of poetry, etiquette, and treasures". After starting his military achievements, he also practiced poetry and books. He produced a scholar Jia Zhu and a Jinshi Jia Jing, who also knew literacy: "The Thousand Characters Text, memorized it at the beginning."

It was another enlightenment book. I thought I would become a disciple, study, county examination, government examination, college examination... This prodigal father is indispensable. Jia Cong's eyes flashed and he had a certain plan in his heart. Those "Three Character Classic", "Thousand Character Classic", "The Rules of Disciples", "Enhanced Virtue", "Zhuang Guang Xianwen", "Zhu Zi's Family Instructions", etc., I was in my teenage years old and paused slightly. He opened his mouth: "The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is vast and vast... Jin is born in Lishui, the sun rises to Kungang, the sword is called Juque, and the pearl is called Lulu..."

"My joy is different from noble and humbleness, etiquette is different from noble and humbleness, harmony is harmonious from superiors and inferiors, husband and wife follow..."

Having been carried here, Jia She raised his hand and pressed the void, signaling him to stop. It's OK, but there was no expression on his face, but there was a sense of excitement in his heart. It was strange that the ancients emphasized holding grandsons but not holding sons. They usually did not praise their sons, and they were just stern.

The naughty child, because of setbacks or blows, wakes up and studies hard. This is not uncommon. Jia She thought it was like this, so he felt relieved: "Today, Cong'er, you go to the old lady's place to have dinner with me. Did the lady ask someone to prepare a sedan chair?"

Jia Cong replied: "Father, the child is just sick, and he is worried about avoiding the third room, so as to avoid embarrassment from the old lady and her brothers and sisters."

The avoidance of three rooms means that it is taboo to wards, delivery rooms, and spiritual rooms. In the Red Chamber, Wang Xifeng once used this as a reason to not send You Erjie's coffin. The wealthy families have many rules and many etiquettes, and the etiquette and laws are complicated, and there are constant disputes in secret. The clan family and family affection are particularly weak.

Jia She shook her head and said it was okay. After Cong'er recovered from illness, she was so careful and had a good answer to the elementary school. She knew that she would study the Four Books by herself. If she could go to high school, wouldn't my unpopular big house be proud? My mother was too partial... The smile on the corner of his mouth slowly restrained, and he looked at Mrs. Xing with inquiring eyes.

It turned out that Mrs. Xing had been stunned by the side, and came back from the dullness. Her eyes were taken back from Jia Cong, and she showed a smile, which was very reluctant and pleasing: "Even if the master doesn't say it, I'll ask Wang Shanbao to prepare it, a new sedan chair and a rouge horse."

"Oh! You! You!" Jia She snorted coldly, stood up with her sleeves, complained while walking, and left the gate, and ordered Jia Cong to sit in a sedan chair with him.

Before leaving, Mrs. Xing saw Jia Cong's smile slightly, and her far-fetched smile stopped, her eyes flashed: "This child is more unconventional than Jia Huan on weekdays, but now it seems that he is pretending? He has pleased the master. If I continue to deduct sting, I will not please..."

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It took a while for Jia Sheyuan to sit in a sedan chair. It was hard to imagine how huge the Rongguo Mansion was. In the sedan chair, Jia She got a few more junior college students in Jia Cong, but she was still able to finish it in one go. Jia She couldn't help but be very happy.

Jia She told a story of partiality in the Red Chamber. Jia Cong naturally knew his "heart disease". The Rongguo Mansion was directly affiliated with two houses, and the big house was not favored. Jia Zheng, who was the second house, was more popular. Mrs. Wang, who was the second house. Ming Dynasty was Wang Xifeng in charge of the past, but in fact, the helmsman was Mrs. Wang. Wang Xifeng was the daughter-in-law of Mrs. Jia She Xing, and was also the niece of Mrs. Wang, so the housekeeper there was in the past...the relationship was chaotic, but the context and interests were clear at a glance.

"My purpose is very clear. In this feudal era, if you want to gain fame, wealth, wealth, and wealth, and want to change your own situation and rise to the top, my identity is the only way to achieve imperial examinations..." Jia Cong took a folding fan and gently lifted the beaded curtain. In front of him, he could see the legendary Lin Meimei and Bao sister? This scene reminded him of several words from the Book of Songs:
Chapter completed!