The clouds are clear and the snow stops. The sunlight at Si is not at noon, but the warm light can also shine between the two high walls. The closer it is to noon, the shorter the shadows of upright objects such as the eaves.

Jia Cong paced at his feet and looked up. The road between these two high walls is located in the north of Rongguo Mansion, called the wide road between north and south. Further to the north is Fengjieyuan. Its northeast is Li Wan's house and Sanchun's upside down is Sanchun's sitting in the back. How many women, most of their life, will be confined to such high walls. Jia Cong thought, is this the deep sea when they enter the Marquis's gate?

In the morning, Jia Mu sent the man away. Jia Cong told Jia She that she wanted to see her second sister. Jia She didn't care about Yingchun during her conversation, but he was just happy that his son was competing for his strength, so he nodded and agreed, and went back to the yard by himself and went to enjoy himself.

Jia Yingchun was originally Jia She's concubine daughter, and it was logical that she should live in Jia She's courtyard. Because Jia Mu liked the fun, she arranged Sanchun in one place and was taken care of by Mrs. Wang in major events. In fact, Li Wan, the wannabe, helped them study and do needlework. Jia Xichun was not from Rongguo Mansion. She was the sister of Jia Zhen of Ningguo Mansion in the east.

While walking, he was thinking about checking the past servants, girls, women, and servants. Some people greeted him, and he smiled and greeted him. Some servants were amazed. Is Cong really a change in nature?

After waiting for about half a cup of tea, they were back. They passed by the wide road in the north and south. Also walking with Xue Baochai, Baochai lived in Lixiangyuan, approaching the back door, just a little east of the road in the north.

"I'm waiting for me?" Jia Yingchun smiled at the corner of her lips, but she didn't notice it. She loved this little brother more over the past few days. She moved slowly, lowered her eyebrows and looked at her eyes. The sunlight shone on the wall behind her, her skin was slightly sweaty, and her light red skirt was paired with a gray wall. The sun shone like a fine brushwork painting.

Jia Cong felt that it was very suitable to use the camera to make a click: "I want to remind my sister that even if the status of a nanny is more noble than that of an ordinary slave, everything is still a matter of course, so it is better to say some words."

"It's okay, it's really okay, you're too careless." Jia Yingchun looked back and looked at her. Brother Cong said very little. The three girls who had just arrived did not hear it. Yingchun thought to herself: "His heart is so delicate, because he doesn't want to embarrass me... But such a small thing is not worthy of noise."

"What are you whispering about? Let me listen to it." Jia Xichun stepped into the open space between the two of them with a few steps, his eyes shining strangely, and he combed his two braids with his hands, looked at Jia Yingchun, and then looked at Jia Cong: "Brother Cong, have you really made a "Nan Ke Meng"? I also thought, it would be great if I could dream of the Bodhisattva speaking about Buddha."

Jia Yingchun said nothing, and Jia Tanchun and Baochai moved together, and Tanchun's oval face showed envy: "Brother Cong said that was really good. A good man should make ambition. If I were a man, I would study the four books like you, walk out of the house and make achievements."

Jia Cong made a few excuses and turned away. Baochai smiled and replied with a smile. Jia Tanchun blinked her slender eyelashes: "They are harmonious, unlike Brother Huan and me... What can I do with the virtues of Brother Huan and My aunt? I am here in Linyuan and Xianyu, and there is asking for trouble."

...

The cottage sitting upside down is used as a warehouse on the second floor, with two rooms separated from the downstairs, Jia Cong lives in the inner room, and the pomegranates are served by the outer room. Open the screen window, opposite is a small garden, with bright windows and clean windows, the snow-filled air is refreshing, and the red plum blossoms in the square are ruined.

The ink brushes of the rice paper were copied by Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy. The scientific ink scrolls focus on squareness and elegance. Wang Xizhi's running script was not suitable. Put down the wolf's hair and wash it in the water of the bowl. Jia Cong looked at the window and pondered.

Jia Yingchun was the first person who was good to him when he woke up, so he naturally had to repay his kindness. Today, Madam Wang could take Yingchun's silver bracelet and tomorrow she could take the gold hairpin. It was called "borrowing". Yingchun was soft-hearted and cowardly.

So in the middle and late stages of the Red Chamber, Madam Wang's daughter-in-law, who was living in the daughter-in-law, favored Madam Wang and stole the "lei golden phoenix", but also shouted that they would pay the money. It was really outrageous!

A grain of rice nourishes a benefactor, and a stone of rice nourishes an enemy.

Do you still use nonsense to such a slave?

Even if Jia Cong had a modern concept of relative equality, this was no longer a matter of equality or showing the authority of his master. It was because there were indeed some bad slaves in Rongguo Mansion that were too much. When Jia Tanchun was in charge, Wu Xindeng's family dared to despise Tanchun.

Sun Fu has been working outside the door, and Jia Cong called him in: "The mother and girl in the mansion, you should know a few. Help me pay attention to the situation of my second sister, but if there is a dispute, I will reply to me immediately, and the money will not be missing from you."

Sun Fuyuan wanted to agree verbally, but this man was looked down upon, so he was unable to do anything. When he heard that there would be money, he repeatedly promised, thinking: "The rumors in the morning were indeed good. Master Cong was caught in the nightmare and opened his spirit..."

Although the Western Palace was big, there was a gust of wind. It spread soon. Sun Fu stepped in and wanted to help him pour dirty water for the brush. Jia Cong grabbed his sleeve that reached out: "Sun Fu, this is the matter of the girls. Although rules are dead and people live, sometimes without rules is not enough. I didn't call you, so don't come in, just work outside the door... I will take me to the bookstore for a walk later."

"Yes, yes." Sun Fu was shocked and went out in shame, not daring to underestimate him.

After going to the front floor of the house, he got Tai Chi. Feng'er and pomegranate came back, but the mandarin ducks did not come. Since Jia Cong was sick, Jia Mu never sent anyone to ask. Jia Cong welcomed the house to serve tea, Feng'er greeted him a few words, and left secretly.

The pomegranate went to hold the bowl, and his left hand couldn't help but hurt. He shook for a moment. How could Jia Cong see that, first asked her to rest and sit down, and then she pulled her sleeve open and saw that she had some guesses when she came back with Ping'er. After calm interrogation, the pomegranate sobbed and told her about the past, not daring to hide it. Cong's calmness also scared her.

Pomegranate thought Jia Cong was going to get angry, and maybe he asked the master to complain, but Jia Cong thought for a while and made a soft voice: "Pomegranate, I'm the one who has implicated you... I didn't expect that she could not hold back her anger."

"Then... Master Cong, will you throw away the bag of ginseng powder that has been used as medicine?" Pomegranate also made a light voice, secretly looking at Mr. Cong's thoughtful look. The fear of being threatened by Grandma Lian gradually dissipated, and he thought to himself: "Mr. Cong apologized for me, is this true?"

"Well, throw it away." After thinking about it, the situation was generally clear. No one believed the original Jia Cong when he went to complain. Besides, his girl was insignificant. Wang Xifeng did this without any harm to herself, but... he was not the original Jia Cong anymore.

Holding up a cup of tea and sip it in his mouth, Jia Cong thought, "Wang Xifeng, Wang Xifeng, after Master Zheng asked, I didn't ask anyone for anything, it means I don't have the intention to compete with each other. I will leave my imperial examination field, you care about your home, it's boring to make a living... But at this time, if you want to play, I will play with you enough, but I'm afraid you will cry at that time..."

Jia Cong looked at Pomegranate with his eyes fixedly, as if he was deciding whether she would stay or not. Pomegranate lowered her sleeves and suddenly knelt down with a thud, pursing her lips tightly, not defending her or showing her loyalty. Jia Cong helped her up: "I said it's not your fault. I'll look at your wounds and apply medicine to you... Well, you have your own way of recovery in the house these days, so you don't have to do your job... Don't go out, I have my own arrangements, how much money is left?"

"My master's ladder has five taels left... add three hundred coins." Pomegranate sat silly on his feet and looked up. Master Cong was silent at first, and then said, "It's so deep." Pomegranate didn't feel much pain, but Master Cong's hands were so cold...

...

I went to the street shop to buy books, one of which was "Selected Times", one of which was "Dashun Hui Dian", "Dashun Law", "Thirteen Sutras", and some pens, inkstones, and more than two taels of silver were left. This time I left the house, no one stopped me, and interrogated. The servant saw Jia Cong's vision was a little different from before, and it was already in the morning when he came back.

After roughly reviewing the historical materials, Jia Cong had a better understanding of this time and space. Celebrities such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Su Shi, Hong Fu, Cai Wenji, and Xie Daoyun were all, but after all, they were different time and space. History had some changes at the beginning, but later the changes became bigger and bigger. There were no people like Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui in the late Ming Dynasty. In short, it was a mess... Today's country's name is Dashun, and its reign was Yongle. Many things have similarities with the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Dream of Red Mansions is already messy. The governor of the Jingying was the official name of the Tang Dynasty, and the younger sister-in-law was a custom of the Qing Dynasty. In the last forty chapters, there was a common name for the Qing Dynasty. The capital city was said to be Chang'an, Gulou West Street, and Xinglong Street were also the streets of Beijing. Even if he studied it deeply, he could not be a prophet of history. Then he would survive, and it was human instinct to survive.

A few days later, Jia Congchen's etiquette was declining. The Lantern Festival was very lively. During this period, he asked his parents for help. He asked to learn riding, shooting, bows and arrows. The Jia family started out as a military master. Jia She was the first-class general and Jia Zhen, and he also hunted. Jia She said that in a few days, Jia Lian took him to Jia Zhen to study. When studying, he first went to the clan school to read the four books, and then found a famous eight-part artist to guide him. Then Jia She still drank, watched opera, and played with his wives. He had fun here and did not miss Shu.

On the 20th day of the first lunar month, the spring is bright, and Jia Cong read "The Analects of Confucius" for most of it. This is still based on the previous life, otherwise it would not be so fast. Sun Fu hurried back and forth: "Mr. Cong, Xiu Ju told Xiao, and Madam Wang had an argument in the second girl's room..."

Siqi, Xiuju, Lianhua is the girl of Yingchun. Xiuju and Sun Fu have a good relationship. Jia Cong stood up and said, "Let's go, come with me."

Sun Fu was stunned for a moment and followed Cong. He was a gatekeeper. He had a master summoned him and could enter and exit the inner house. Jia Cong asked again: "Did Zhao Guoji be aware of Lai Wang and his wife?"

"There is no situation yet. If I am willing to spend a lot of money, Zhao Guoji will definitely work hard." Sun Fu answered while walking, thinking to himself: "Mr. Cong doesn't have much money either... The eldest wife is stingy..."

That Zhao Guoji is the elder brother of Aunt Zhao. He lives outside Ningrong Street. He occasionally helps Aunt Zhao sell stolen goods and sell stolen goods. Naturally, Aunt Zhao and Caiyun stolen things, such as jewelry, clothes, precious medicines, etc. Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. Sun Fu and Zhao Guoji also know...

As for why Jia Cong was watching Lai Wang and his wife? Lai Wang and his wife helped Wang Xifeng to give money, that is, usury... The government has legal management of usury and has restrictions on interest. What's more, no matter how chaos in the Jia family is, they are very proud of their faces outside...
Chapter completed!