Xing Xiuyan is Jia Cong's cousin, but this cousin is only nominal because Mrs. Xing is the legitimate mother and mother, and she is called from there, but the two have no blood relationship.

The experience in Shengze, Wujiang, was irresistible for Jia Cong. If Xiuyan was willing, he would be happy. Xue Baochai was a lady from a noble family, and Xing Xiuyan was a jasper in a small family. Jia Cong would naturally not refuse such a jasper in a small family, but if she was unwilling to be a concubine, Jia Cong would not force her.

He could also see that Xiu Yan was a little resistant to being a concubine, because the concubine was the master's personal belongings and could be bought, sold and exchanged at will.

But he also heard a little news from the big room. It seemed that Xing's mother and Mrs. Xing had already discussed that how could Jia Cong turn away such a girl with a gentle temperament?

At Chaoyangmen Wharf, Xing's mother deliberately coughed dryly and urged Xing Zhong to get on the boat first. The servants moved the goods to the deck one after another.

Since knowing that he had decided on this marriage, Xing Xiuyan became more and more embarrassed to see him. Jia Cong touched his spacious sleeves: "This is for you."

Xing Xiuyan was happy when she saw a book published in her name. She suddenly looked dim and turned her head and said, "Do you know what it means to give the same gift to two women? You..."

Jia Cong was ashamed and opened the book and explained: "This book has different illustrations, and I personally ordered the masterpieces of superb skills to make them. In fact, you have few poems, so I have attached a few illustrations..."

Xing Xiuyan lowered her head and pinched the book to read, and it became halfway through one person. In early spring, the willows on the embankment were swaying, and the plot of a man and a woman seemed to be in spring.

The beginning is her poem "The Red Plum Blossoms with Red Words":

The peaches are not fragrant, the apricots are not red, and the east wind is already laughing at the cold.

The soul flies in Yuling and the spring is hard to distinguish, and the clouds are separated by Luofu and the dream is not clear.

The green calyx adds makeup and melts the treasure torch, and the white fairy supports the drunkenness and leaves the remaining red.

It seems that it is not ordinary color, the thickness is caused by his ice and snow.

The illustrations account for about 70% of the book, and there are some private poems by Xiu Yan, which are very similar to the water margin produced by Jianyang Bookstore to make money. In the painting, a lady travels through the Meiling Mountains, and several of them are misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, with pink walls and black tiles.

Xing Xiuyan was no longer angry and put the book in her sleeves. "Miaoyu is my teacher and my close friend. She has a quirky personality. I'm afraid she won't stay in the Grand View Garden for a long time, but after all, she has kindness to me. If she has trouble, please help her."

"Hehe..." Jia Cong smiled: "It's hard to say whether Miaoyu is willing to see me."

Xing Xiuyan thought: "With that being said, just pretend to help me."

But she didn't know the section between Miaoyu and Baoyu. At that time, Xing Xiuyan had not entered Beijing, and Liu Laolao went to the Grand View Garden for the second time. Miaoyu gave Baoyu tea and the cup she used was her own.

It is conceivable that Miaoyu's behavior is unusual. She is in Buddhism and her heart is in the world. Miaoyu's obsession with cleanliness is the ultimate, but she can let Baoyu use the cup for drinking tea. Moreover, in order to conceal her own heart, Miaoyu also said that Baoyu should thank Daiyu and the others. She originally invited girls to drink tea, but Baoyu just took it. In fact, the reason why Miaoyu invited Daiyu Baochai to come in was to let Baoyu come in. The woman's heart is really a needle under the sea.

"Just say this? Sister Xing won't say anything else?" Jia Cong said. This girl is really indifferent.

"What else do you want to hear?" Xing Xiuyan's eyes lowered: "Take care, if you can take good care of yourself, I don't have much to worry about."

Seeing the ship anchoring and moving away from the shore, Jia Cong scratched his head and sighed bitterly, "There are too many women, and he can't turn around, and the one in the You family has not solved it yet."

I turned back to the Dongmen City Cave and walked along the street to the south city. The address of the You family was found by Sun Fu. I saw an old alley with branches and leaves of each house door stretching out from the wall.

Long Aotian finally arrived with a grunt, and Jia Cong said, "Is anyone following me?"

"No, there will be no spies within a few miles. Look at it carefully."

Sun Fuxian said attentively: "This alley has been found out that it was mostly rented by customers from other provinces. The Baojia method is not implemented. It is just that the Nancheng Military Affairs Office is responsible for patrols, and most of them live in merchants. There are detention centers when the alley is at the end. There is no need to worry about the neighbors' eyes and ears."

Jia Cong touched his nose, how could he make it look like a big star having an affair and prevent paparazzi from taking secret photos?

Then he felt relieved and asked Long Aotian to knock on the wooden door. He knocked three times. The door opened with pomegranates. The girl was depressed and hurriedly greeted her and invited her to the living room. Jia Cong looked at the courtyard. It was clearly renovated. If you want to get a Shanhai Bookstore, the You family would not be too sad.

"Master Cong, Grandma said he wouldn't see you." Polivier didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at this former master. Master Cong is no longer the abominable child. She has been worried these days. After all, she knew about Master Cong and Grandma's love affair. What if they kill someone to silence them?

Jia Cong's face was rarely awkward. It seemed that You Shi was still angry. He deliberately took a few sips of tea: "It's okay, just reply and I'll be here."

He winked again and asked Sun Fu to reward her with half the money, and he could see the girl's concerns.

Then the master and servant left, but did not go home. They found a nearby river stall to order food, just waiting for dusk.

"Why didn't my elder sister meet this editor?" Sister You San wondered, sitting at the table to cut the cloth: "Second sister, do you know that my elder sister came back late at night last night?"

"What else? It's good if outsiders don't know it. You and I are already unclean. Why are you talking about her?" said You Erjie.

Sister You San looked at Old Lady You who was sitting on the bed chanting scriptures and was already asleep, and then laughed: "Don't you think there is something wrong with it? In the past, Jia Cong would come to such a place? Few people stepped on the threshold of our house, and there was no man. He came in without any taboo and wanted to see his elder sister when he spoke?"

"You mean they..." You Erjie was not so shocked. After all, the two sisters were having sex with Jia Zhen and Jia Rong, but I just felt that her elder sister could be Jia Cong's mother. This person really... has different tastes. Of course, the elder sister still has charm, but if you want to look and figure, they are the beauty, okay... Jia Cong is really blind.

You Erjie has a weak and kind side, but she also dislikes the poor and loves the rich. Zhang Hua has nothing now, so why should he marry her? Although both parents are marrying, Zhang Hua can't even afford to give gifts at this time, so he dare not come to the house. Even if he marrys, Zhang Hua can't support him and can't take care of himself. Another thing is that You Erjie knows that she is beautiful. If Jia Cong doesn't mind and comes with a gentle politeness, he is willing to be a lover.

Sister You San was not willing to give up. Her toughness was determined to be a good woman after she truly fell in love with Liu Xianglian. She was not as strong as that.

However, a woman who has made mistakes will be filled with eternal regrets. She still wants to talk about true love. Some people dislike it in modern times, let alone in ancient times?

"If he is a man, don't leave and let it go." Sister You San was so angry that she came to her. Last time Jia Cong ignored her hint. She was so blind. Judging from her beautiful figure, what was not as good as a so-called lady?

...

"Mr. Cong, slow down."

At the back door of the You family's house, Sun Fu and Long Aotian held the stairs on the left and right.

Long Aotian reminded: "Don't talk, don't let people hear it."

These three people were sneaking and it was obvious that they were not doing good things. In order to prevent safety, Jia Cong hooked the wall with an iron hook. The iron hook was connected to the rope. The rope was tied to him, so it was convenient to go down the wall inside and climb up the wall. Jia Cong breathed: "I am Ximen Qing? No, Pan Jinlian is a married woman, Youshi is a widow. I don't steal a married woman. To see the widow, at least he has a higher character than Ximen Qing."
Chapter completed!