In the twelfth year of Chongkang, August 15.
Mid-Autumn Festival.
As one of the three most important festivals of the ancients, the Mid-Autumn Festival is no less important than the Spring Festival and the Dragon Boat Festival.
In previous years, the Mid-Autumn Festival was also the most lively festival in the Jia family.
Full of friends, winning friends like clouds.
Coming and going are rich and rich, and there is a lot of talk and laughter.
However, in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, the Rongguo Mansion was shrouded in a gloomy face.
Because, since Jia's mother fell ill the day before yesterday, she has not recovered.
Mother Jia is sick, Miss Lin is also sick, and even Aunt Xue, a relative who lives in Lixiangyuan as a guest, can't afford to be sick Under such circumstances, how can the Jia family be happy I heard that the cause of the disease was caused by a poem made by Jia Cong, the Jia family, although the words were circulated and attracted countless praises, but in Jiafu, there were still people in private who said that this master's life was too hard Father, mother, and teacher, and now even grandmothers and relatives are more and more together is also unbelievable, and after listing them one by one, there are few people who can refute them.
It is more and more confirmed that Jia Cong's life is hard.
In such a strange atmosphere, how could the Jia family be happy Although, in order to avoid suspicion, Jia Cong has been trapped in Mozhu Courtyard and rarely shows up Rongqing Hall, on the soft couch in the high hall.
Jia's mother was wearing a towel on her head, half lying on the brocade lean, her face was yellow and haggard, and she seemed to be several years old in just a few days.
The mandarin duck knelt down worriedly, rubbing her legs and beating her shoulders for Jia's mother, and the shiny braids were scattered on her chest, but she couldn't care about it Baoyu, who was sitting on the soft couch, glanced at it from time to time, and wanted to use it to sniff the aroma of the head oil, and he could tell which kind of flower fragrance it was Mrs.
Wang sat on the side, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures and praying for blessings, not only for Mother Jia, but also for her sister Aunt Xue.
The famous doctors were all invited, but they only said that this divine thought did not belong, but it was a heart disease.
Heart disease still needs heart medicine, and there is nothing they can do.
Even Lang Zhong can't do anything, let alone them Persuasion has been persuaded hundreds of times, but where does it work As soon as you close your eyes, you will meet the person who went first.
Or "even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost", or "I suddenly return to my hometown in a dream, Xiaoxuan window, and I am dressing up."
There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears" And no matter which one it is, it will make them liver and intestines broken.
I didn't dare to close my eyes, and I didn't want to open them Jia Zheng sat below, sighing, helpless.
Jia Zhen and You Shi from Dongfu came, You Shi and Li Kun served Jia's mother, and Jia Zhen, Jia Lian, Jia Huan and others accompanied Jia Zheng.
Jia Zhen asked, "Second uncle, do you want to invite some mages to do it?"
The so-called practice of the mage is to ask some monks and Taoists to try to chant the scriptures in the altar dojo.
If Jia Yu could still move, most of the time he would have done so.
But Jia Zheng never believed this, he waved his hand and said: "There were also people who came up with ideas before, or asked Duan Gong to send it off, or asked the witch to dance the god or recommend Zhang Zhenren of the Jade Emperor Pavilion, all kinds of noise are different, but in the end it is useless. ” At this moment, Jia Mu suddenly spoke: "It's okay to invite an old nun to read it, and suppress the Raush thing written by the evil obstacle in my heart, maybe I will be able to be stable." ” Mrs.
Wang hurriedly said: "Then please invite the pure void old nun of Shuiyue Nunnery to come."
Jia Mu snorted and said, "That old man knows what to chant and her steamed buns are very good."
"Poof" Baoyu on the side couldn't help laughing, but when he saw his Lao Tzu's eyes glaring instantly, his round face turned pale, and he didn't dare to say a word.
Jia's mother has been boiled like this, and she still feels sorry for her life, and scolded: "What kind of good child do you want Baoyu to bluff like this."
I'm still glaring at him, and if I'm dead, you won't skin him."
Hearing what she said, Jia Zheng hurriedly got up and said with a smile: "The old lady misunderstood, my son just dared to laugh in front of the old lady, regardless of how well the old lady treated him on weekdays."
Jia Mu weakly retorted: "Nonsense, his laughter is also to coax me, you should go and invite people is serious."
If you are sincere, please come back with someone who has attained the truth, and it may be useful. ” When Jia Zheng heard this, it was not good to take Baoyu out again, but he made it difficult again, and asked Mrs.
Wang: "Is there any famous nunnery in the capital?"
How did Mrs.
Wang know that she had been chanting these scriptures for a long time, and she was just reciting for peace of mind She didn't know, and Li Kun, You Shi and others didn't know.
Jia Zhen, Jia Lian, and Jia Rong naturally didn't know wanted to think of their own ideas to ask people to inquire, but they saw Jia Huan, who had been standing below, and looked at him from time to time.
Seeing his undignified appearance, Jia Zheng's heart caught fire and shouted: "Damn evil obstacle, if you can't say anything seriously, who can you show like that?"
Jia Huan was frightened, but Baoyu, who had been lowering his head above, bluffed even more, thinking that Jia Zheng was scolding him, and he was about to ask for guilt when he shuddered.
Fortunately, Jia Huan opened his mouth: "If you go back to the master, my son knows where there is an old nun." ” As soon as these words came out, Jia Zheng's nose was almost crooked.
On the side, Jia Zhen, Jia Lian and others all looked strange and smiled.
Jia Huan saw that Jia Zhengqi's face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground with a frightened puff, and Baba explained: "Don't be annoyed, it's not your son who knows, it's the third brother Cong who knows."
"Hmm" Everyone was a little sensitive when they heard this name now, and they all looked at it.
Jia Zheng frowned and reprimanded: "What did the little beast say Cong'er has always done her duty, and she has never been the same as you and Baoyu, how can you know any nunnery?"
Jia Huan hurriedly said: "Really, but it's not that the third brother Cong knows on purpose, the son heard that the third brother Cong served his master and mother last time when he went to Dabao'en Temple to worship the Buddha, his master recognized a niece and granddaughter, and the niece's master is a very powerful old nun, and he came to Beijing to see what Yezijing" Jia Zheng naturally knew that it was the "Bayeux Sutra", but he wanted to know more: "How do you know?"
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Jia Huan Nene explained: "The third brother Cong has a nephew, named Wu Fan, who is the maiden nephew of the third brother Cong's mother, and he came to look for the third brother Cong, so he played with his son and talked about it."
Wu Fan was also about to go crazy at home, afraid of going out and running around and causing trouble, and he also keenly felt that the wind in Beijing was not in the right direction.
So he ran to Jia's house, and he was afraid that Jia Cong would drive him back and circle him again, so he didn't look for Jia Cong to be stubborn, and directly found Jia Huan who he had encountered.
Not to mention, the two smell like each other.
Take a walk around the alley of Nanji Market, eat and drink, and then blow their own.
However, because the two only intersect at Jia Cong, they have nothing to do with Jia Cong.
And Wu Fan bragged about this just to brag about how good-looking the little nun Miaoyu was I don't want to let Jia Huan use it today.
After asking, Jia Zheng asked Jia's mother tentatively: "Old lady, do you want to let Cong'er come over and ask carefully" Jia Mu looked disgusted and said, "Invite him to come and think he is not ruthless enough to hurt others."
Jia Zheng looked helpless, he never thought that this matter had anything to do with Jia Cong.
In the past few days, I don't know how many famous Confucian scholars in the literary world have written to him, one to congratulate the Jia family on this literary masterpiece, and the other to invite him to bring his son and nephew to the literary meeting.
Although Jia's mother and Jia Yu were sick in bed and could not go to the meeting, this glamorous sense of glory still made him very happy and happy.
So no matter what, he couldn't agree to press the hat of "hard to kill and kiss" on Jia Cong's head, but before he could speak for Jia Cong, Jia Mu said impatiently: "You don't have to see it, you go and tell that evil obstacle to invite someone quickly."
If you read it well, count his work, and if you don't read it well, hum and settle accounts with him again" The mother's fate was difficult to disobey, and Jia Zheng had no choice but to shake his head and sigh and go out.
Jia Zhenggang left with Jia Zhen, Jia Lian and others, and the wife of the Marquis of Baoling of the Shi family, Zhu, and the wife of the Marquis of Zhongjing, Zhao, came to the door together.
Yesterday, the festival of the second mansion has been sent to send someone, and after learning that Jia's mother is sick, she will come to the door in person today.
At the door, I also met the prince Teng's wife Li, who came to visit together.
The four families of Jia, Shi, Wang, and Xue have always communicated with each other for hundreds of years, and now Jia's mother is of high age and status, and if they are unwell, they must also come to greet each other in love and courtesy.
After the Zhu, Zhao, and Li families greeted each other diligently, they learned the cause of the disease, and naturally they had to blame the "culprit".
Mrs.
Zhu asked Mrs.
Wang: "Didn't you say that you had already separated from each other, why do you still live in Mozhu Courtyard?"
Mrs.
Wang hurriedly shook her head and said, "There has never been a separation, there is an old lady here, and there is no reason to separate the family."
It's just that I used to live in the East Road Courtyard, and because I was going to end this autumn, I studied in the Mozhu Courtyard."
Zhu said: "It's better to send it back to the East Road Courtyard early, this kid is good, it's just too good to toss." ” Mrs.
Wang smiled and said nothing, and Zhao on the side said with a smile: "Even if you go to the East Road Courtyard, it is only a few steps to the left and right, and you can still stop him."
Wang Ziteng's wife Li suddenly said: "It's better to send it to Jiubian."
Mrs.
Wang was taken aback when she heard this, thinking that her sister-in-law had taken the wrong medicine again, so she opened her mouth and said busily: "Sister-in-law, you can't talk nonsense, how old is he now, and now he has broken into such a big literary name, and he has also won the fame of the people, and then sent to the army like something."
Zhu said with a smile: "It's not like, there are already women in the capital who don't do their jobs, and they pick on the affairs of the public waiting for the house. ” Li Shi's face froze when she heard this, and a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes, last time she was slapped in the face by Jia Cong using the Ye family because of a rumor.
After going back, I complained to my second son, and it took so many things to cause later.
Now that the two sons have been exiled, although they have already settled and found a good relationship, they will not let Wang Li suffer, but how can this grievance be swallowed I don't want to be slapped in the face by Mrs.
Baoling Hou today It's just that this time, Li Shi was not afraid at all, she sneered, and said: "Who dares to spread rumors, you should be this woman's mind."
Everyone listened to the words, and when they heard that there was something wrong with the words, Mrs.
Wang asked, "Sister-in-law, what do you mean by this?"
A touch of pride flashed in Li's eyes, and he said: "It was my lord who said that His Majesty personally told him that the Jia family is brave and courageous, and he is worthy of being Rong Ning, and he will have a title in the future, and it is a pity to be mixed up among civil officials."
Your Majesty's Chrysostom said that this will be said casually" Hearing this, even Jia's mother changed her face and fell silent together.
How could they not understand the meaning of this?
Li seems to be praising Jia Cong, but his mind is so dangerous If you really want to send Jia Cong to the Nine Frontiers, Jia Mu and Mrs.
Wang will never be able to open their mouths.
Just when he hesitated, he listened to Zhao, the wife of the Marquis of Zhongjing, say: "When the strange way came, I heard my lord say that the old lady's heart disease is mostly related to this matter.
My lord said that the two generations of the Rongguo Mansion were so noble, but now they have become the lord of the clan, and it is because of this that the old lady feels ashamed of the first Rongguo Old lady, your nephew said, he dared to persuade you not to blindly think about cherishing your grandson, thinking that they would be honored first, why didn't they come out of the blood He also said that as long as you nod, you don't have to worry about the rest, he will arrange for Brother Cong to go to Jiubian, and it is only right to transfer this prince of the clan back to the noble martial arts.
Mrs.
Li passed on His Majesty's words, and what she said couldn't be more serious, no matter how well Brother Cong reads, no matter whether he is a person or a jinshi, he will always inherit the title in the future In this case, what is the use of reading so many books and testing those fames, and you still have to transfer to the martial profession in the future.
You'd better make up your mind sooner."
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