Women have three obediences and four virtues, men have three principles and five constants. The king is the subject of ministers, the father is the subject of sons, and the husband is the subject of wife. "White Tiger Tongyi" says "parents kill children, which is the theory of ordinary people". This national law was introduced into the feudal era, which means "parents kill their sons and deal with them according to ordinary death cases." However, this law must also give way to Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism. Some written provisions of Confucianism have a far greater impact on society than the law.

Like Jia Baoyu, who was "wandering actor (Jiang Yuhan)" and "insulted his mother's maid (Jin Chuan)", Jia Zheng almost committed suicide. If Jia Zheng really beat Jia Baoyu to death, those charges would be there, Jia Zheng himself would be innocent.

Under the feudal parent system, violent education was common. Later, when the Tiekan Temple prayed for blessings, Jia Zhen directly called his servants and spitted on Jia Rong's face in person. You must know that this behavior was an insult to his son's personality and dignity in front of everyone. If Jia Cong had not intervened and saved, it would be inevitable that Jia Rong would be cuckolded by his father Jia Zhen. Do you think Mr. Xiaorong can not be psychologically perverted? Who is the most depressed man in the Red Chamber? It is Jia Rong.

This is also the reason why Jia Cong did not offend Jia She and Mrs. Xing. He dared not make mistakes in etiquette. Otherwise, if he was charged with "unfilial piety", he would have died too unfairly.

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After spring, the upper room in Ningguo Mansion East Crossing Courtyard was not equipped with braziers, hand stoves, coal, ring chairs, cross chairs, calligraphy and paintings, ceramics, kang screens, rosewood, sandalwood tables, bamboo curtains... All the precious objects are all enjoyed by the status of the patriarch. However, with a glorious decree, they can't enjoy a room for a few days.

"Mr. Qin and his father were not very happy. The reason for your father is that you have been married for a few years and have no children. There have been many troubles recently. I know it is actually... it is not that I went out and was divorced by my husband's family. It should be better for you..."

Jia Rong didn't even know her boudoir name. No one knew her nickname here. He took out two pieces of paper from his armpit and placed it on the table, "I have already written the Wenqi."

Qin Keqing saw that it was probably Jia Zhen. Qin Ye discussed and made a contract. Because they were "unharmonious and had no children", the husband's family agreed to divorce, "Except for the clan genealogy, each one has nothing to do with it from now on", "The three media and six gamblers do not count, and the Qin family will not take dowry"... etc., she was mixed, surprised, and the surprises after the disaster and new confusion came one after another. Qin Keqing looked at him: "I have never blamed you. From the moment I entered the door, we have always respected each other and treated each other with each other, but sometimes I have blamed you in my heart and blamed the mansion, why are you not enterprising, why are you not doing well in your clan affairs? Even if you go to the Imperial College, I also have hope in my heart. In that case, even if you can't inherit the title, you have a fame and fortune, I have thought about how we should live with children in the future..."

"What do you do to say this?" Jia Rong's face was ferocious, the handsome young man's handsomeness disappeared, his father's oppression, his self-deprecating self-esteem, and the crisis of the sect, all this made him angry and slapped the table, and said unstoppable: "What family is your family? Qin Ye's old man is short of money, do you think it's a good match? You have been high! You have thought, you have done it, do you think I have never thought about it? What's the great thing about a fame? Uncle Lian from the West Mansion also bought a fifth-rank Tongzhi. Can I buy it if I want it? Why should I take the exam if there is a ready-made one? You... You are not blamed for me, it is obvious that our Ning Mansion's sect has declined and was cut off by the emperor. You dislike the poor and love the rich. You look down on others. What do you think your Qin family is?"

"What did you say?" Qin Keqing stood up suddenly, her beautiful eyes were disbelief, sad and angry, and disappointed: "A husband is the leader of a wife, a good horse is not worthy of two saddles, and a good girl does not marry a man. These are all the things my father taught me since childhood. You are my husband, you are my god, but as a wife, I am facing the threat of my father-in-law, where are you? What are you doing? What are you saying? You disappoint me! I sign, since you think so..."

The simple white fingers dipped ink on the inkstone, dipped in red ink in duplicate, and after the drawing was finished, her tears fell down, and she closed her eyelashes in pain: "I will pack up and go back to my parents' home! From now on... I will never meet in this life, and I will never enter the door of Ningguo Mansion again! The room is valuable, I will take care of you, take care of yourself..."

The Jia clan, one clan and two mansions, praised his wife, who was praised by everyone, was a romantic and graceful wife, who was very gentle at night, and had been sleeping together for a hundred years... She left, Jia Rong was at a loss.

He didn't know why he said something that hurt her heart when he was about to do so. Her strength and self-esteem were even more important than that of himself. He didn't know that he was so depressed that he was almost mentally perverted. But at this moment, he was stimulated by her and exploded like a flood of beasts.

"Why? I'm so incompetent! So coward!" Jia Rong rubbed her hair into a mess, and her mood was unconscious. He stayed alone in the room for a long time, thinking a lot... When the sedan chair entered the door, she opened the red veil. At first glance, she was so beautiful, so soft, as beautiful as a fairy descending to earth... Later, she found that she was very smart and good at managing the house. Why did they love each other less than the level of mutual cohesion? He finally understood, and did not understand her charm and her philosophy... He never thought that marriage was such a complicated thing. Some things were always not understood when they were young, but when they understood, they were not young.

The young butler Yu Lu came in and asked something. Jia Rong was confused and didn't know what he said. He sorted out his appearance. Anyway, he had not been re-elected for a few days, so he didn't enjoy it at this time. He walked to the courtyard openly, where there were You Erjie and You Sanjie. The You family was also poor. You had been helped by him for a while, but he had a beauties from the woods, and all three were beauties.

My father fell in love with my wife, why can't I play with his sister-in-law?

Besides, the legitimate mother Youshi is not his biological mother, and Er Youshi is not Youshi's biological sister, but she was adopted by Mr. You! There is no blood relationship at all! As the saying goes, my sister-in-law is half of her brother-in-law's butt, and my father Jia Zhen has played with it. Why don't he play? Is there anything more suitable for eating their Ning Mansion and living in their Ning Mansion to pay off the debt of favors?

Jia Rong smiled grimly, especially the gap in seniority, which made him feel even more exciting. He felt that it was a perverted revenge for Jia Zhen. Did you fall in love with my wife? And forced her away? Then I will play with your sister-in-law! Tonight, he will vent! In order to surpass ethics, Mr. Xiaorong fought hard!

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Wang Xifeng came to Qin Keqing and said that when she left, the old lady was afraid that she would be unhappy for a while. Among the great-grandson daughter-in-law, there was no more popular than Qin Keqing. Two women talked in the boudoir, Qin Keqing leaned on her shoulder: "Aunt, I'm so sad, but I'm glad..."

"You are so stupid..." Wang Xifeng tilted her head, her nose, her eyes were sore, her tears were secreted, and her tears fell down unsatisfiedly: "Don't worry, I will see you when I have free time. I am the only one who tells the truth for such a big family... Although we have different generations, we are like sisters..."

"Where is Uncle Cong, can my aunt listen to me? He won't argue with you, and my aunt doesn't have to make things difficult for him. I mean, after all, he is my father's student, I..." Qin Keqing thought about it, but still couldn't reveal the true inside story of Jia Cong's rescue. Inadvertently, Jia Cong's status quietly topped Wang Xifeng, and she didn't notice it herself.

All of this situation was the junior brother racked his brains to fight for her, and even did not hesitate to fight among the same clan. Who would have wanted to go over and save her in the face of her clothes, including Wang Xifeng?

As for this ending, she had promised it, and the rumors stopped at the wise man, which was the best. She would not even be able to stand the comments of her neighbors.

Wang Xifeng raised her eyebrows and felt uncomfortable with her "advice" to her good friend, but she was just a fancy and fancy. Qin Keqing advised her again, because Jia Lian had the power to advise them to pay attention to the real estate of the ancestral tombs. She has always been searched, but the ancestral tombs were not confiscated. Wang Xifeng agreed, but she didn't care in her heart, thinking: "Search the house? Our Wang family is powerful, what are you afraid of!"

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In the main hall of Rongguo Mansion, Jia Cong came back from Ningguo Mansion and was a little tired. The three hundred taels of silver promised by Jia Zhen was enough to send it to Xier and Shouer. He went to see Qin Zhong and took the silver by the way. He asked Qin Zhong to live with him and study with Jia Lan and the other two, but Qin Zhong was not very happy because of his sister's affairs. Qin Zhong didn't understand the reason, so Jia Cong made an appointment with him to see him in a few days.

However, the title of Youshi, the leader of Jia Zhen, was removed, and her patriarch's wife's power was naturally gone, and her status plummeted. She usually wanted to compete with Wang Xifeng, but now she couldn't. Youshi was not a bad person, was it Jia Cong who implicated Sister-in-law Zhen? No, from a future perspective, Jia Cong saved her instead.

Why do you say that? As the "Prophet of the Red Mansion", the ending of the Red Mansion is "the white earth is really clean". This is generally known. Jia Zhen does whatever he wants. After the house is searched in the future, the noble ladies such as Youshi will be charged into the Jiaofangsi, or sold like pigs and dogs. Jia Cong is unwilling to be implicated by them.

But he couldn't tell anyone, would he tell them that you would be destroyed in a few years? What is the ending of whom of you... Who believes it? The ghosts don't believe it. They are still looking forward to Jia Yuanchun bringing a "Guangwu Revival". He felt helpless and heavy about this.

Jia Zhen threw away those reliances and couldn't make any waves. He didn't want to consider these foregone conclusions... He didn't know the lessons of Ning Mansion. Can it awaken the Rongguo Mansion? It may not be too big. These people are used to being arrogant... Jia Cong opened the scroll and said that this picture was handed to him by Qin Zhong, saying that it was Qin Keqing's thanks to him.

It is a painting of ink and wash slowly spreading onto the kang table, with monotonous colors. I saw that a lady in the painting lifted her skirt and went downstairs slowly. The golden hairpin fell off. The woman's face was covered by the building door.

Half cover and half cover.

What does it mean? Jia Cong was stunned, and suddenly remembered Zhu Shuzhen's "Heartbreak Mystery" written by Qin Keqing: "Come downstairs, the golden hairpin falls. Ask the heavens, where are people? I hate the princess, and I have been going. I can't keep my enemies..."

"What is this? Do you want to hang it up?" Qingwen leaned her head down with her hands behind her back.

"No, no, no, this one doesn't need to be hung." Jia Cong quickly put away guiltily. The "Ran Li Tu" sent back by Qin Keqing was hung on the north wall of the Bid Jian Hall.

Qingwen snickered and had already brought the leeches and rice from the kitchen. This is the case in the kitchen in Xifu. You don’t have to pay for your daily diet, but if you want to eat well, you can pay for them to make it yourself. The kitchen people like this the most.

Eating this goose palm in summer is the most delicious. With a glass of warm wine, Jia Cong ate it happily. Qingwen said: "Who do you think you want to be the patriarch? Isn't it really let our Xifu inherit the ancestors, right?"

In ancient times, the "ancestral temple of distant ancestors" was a saying of "along-ethnicity" in the early Qing Dynasty, which was to address the situation where the clan had no son, "a son of the ancestral temple". The explanation of the "Dashun Law" in the dynasty was to inherit the family's ancestral temple. If the clan leader acted inappropriately, lost his prestige, etc., the clan could agree to establish another clan leader on its own. The same was true for Emperor Yongle.

"It's not my turn anyway." Jia Cong had actually discussed countermeasures with Jia She and was waiting to fight in front of Jia Mu.

After the master finished eating, he went to the study room, Qingwen grind the ink, Jia Cong sat down straight, how many inches away from the table with his right wrist, holding a brush in his hand, and quietly copied Yan Zhenqing's "The Monument to the Nephew" with a calm mind. Legend has it that practicing calligraphy is like practicing qigong, which can prolong life. Many calligraphers are immortal and do not know whether it is true or false.

"Well... I heard from Sun Fu that the pomegranate that served you had sponsored her to open a satin shop? And they often went to see her? Be careful that the master beats you. If you go out, you will not be a member of the mansion..." Qingwen was messing around.

"Little Pomegranate is a very good person. I did this to throw her shop into the name of the Jia Mansion so that she can survive... Qingwen, why did you ask about this?" Jia Cong wrote on his own.

Qingwen snorted coldly, the boss was uncomfortable, why... Master Cong was not kind to her, and I haven't heard of that little pomegranate.

Jia Cong is not a perfect person, and there is no perfect person in the Red Chamber. Qingwen suppressed and mocked the little girl Lin Hongyu (Xiaohong). Lin Hongyu couldn't please Mr. Bao, and then seduced Jia Yun, but Lin Hongyu was not bad either. Qingwen knew that Zhu'er had stealing things, so she poked her with Yizhangqing, and was not soft at all... Later, she had a lot of trouble with Xiren in Yihongyuan. Jia Cong treated the enemy with strong counterattack and treated her own people very peacefully. Qingwen changed a little bit. Her advantage was that she was good at needlework, not humble, and could not be a spy. In addition, she was beautiful, beautiful, beautiful...

"Did your family make you bored? Qingwen, if you want to change your strong temperament, you don't want others to do it, just for yourself. The old women don't like you. You have reasons for yourself. If they report the news, you will suffer." Jia Cong said.

"I just said a few words, you just said a lot." Qingwen dropped the inkstone, went to the inner room to embroidery, and said with a lipstick: "If you don't learn to practice calligraphy, you won't grind ink anymore, your hands will be sore."

Jia Cong smiled, lifted the curtain in the inner room, saw her pouting and angry, embroidered a few needles, put the thread on her teeth, and then saw that the embroidery needle turned and the stitches were formed, making a long green jacket, "Hey, you are so pampered like a young lady. People say that a woman has no talent is virtue, but it is good to know a few words."

Qingwen thought about it and it was funny, "I dare to praise my fingers for being clever and not painting my eyebrows long. Who likes to be romantic and high-end? Is it a Tang Dynasty poem?"

"Yes, it's very progressive." Jia Cong said generously: "I can recite Tang poetry."

At night, everyone went to bed, Jia Cong thought, "If Qingwen was not well trained, she would have lived in vain in the past life... What I have done in the past few months, well, am I very selfish? Shameless? Despicable? There should be, I was not a good person in my previous life, and I could not be a gentleman in this life. It is as clear as the moon, when can I pick it up? Cao Mengde, Cao Mengde, you are my idol."
Chapter completed!