After the morning exercise, after bathing and changing, Jia Cong had breakfast with the gathered girls.
Looking at Qingwen and Xiaohong's various jokes around Xiangling, Xiangling only blushed and kept silent.
It wasn't until she was in a hurry that she said what Jia Cong asked her to say to her mother, and there was a burst of laughter.
But in the end, they are all girls, and I can't hide my feelings.
Change someone else, who will care about the girl's life or death After Jia Cong let it be teased, he said: "This is not a lie, I have read a lot of medical books, and they are all like this."
It's best not to sleep lazy when you wake up, get up and go exercise with me.
In the future, when you have children, you will be safer and your children will be stronger."
This would have been a very common word in later generations, but at the moment, the girls at the table couldn't raise their heads in shame.
But his heart was warm, Jia Cong asked again, and Fang Yi agreed softly.
In the shy and slightly smoked atmosphere, Jia Cong finished breakfast first, and then said to Baochai and Ping'er: "Today I will go back to the old mansion to meet some old people of the Jia family and the Shi family, and it is estimated that I will come back later."
You can pack some things in advance at home, and we will go down to Yangzhou early tomorrow morning.
As he spoke, he smiled at the girls and said, "There are many people in Jinling City who want to fish in troubled waters, so I can't let you go out for a walk."
When you arrive in Yangzhou, the situation is much simpler, and you can also go out for a walk and see the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. ” A group of people were overjoyed, and Qingwen said curiously: "Third master, why is Yangzhou Mansion so simple, is there no bad people in Yangzhou Mansion?"
Jia Cong smiled and said, "Yangzhou Mansion is the world of those salt merchants, and they are full of people inside and out.
But if any of you make a difference, I will take them all and plant them in the field as carrots."
"Giggles" In a burst of proud laughter, only Xiangling blushed and didn't dare to raise her head Jinling West City, Rongning Street.
Jia Cong's "command envoy car" stopped in front of the main gate of Rongfu.
The carriages, horses, mules, and sedan chairs that were originally blocked on Rongning Street had been driven away by the Jinyi Ti riders who accompanied the escort Zhan Peng and Shen Lang escorted Jia Cong off the carriage left and right.
Downstairs at Rongguomen, more than a dozen gray-haired old men and dozens of gray-haired, black-gray, or black-haired men were waiting there.
Jia Cong hurriedly took a few steps forward, bowed and said: "The kid is a late born for the younger generations, how dare he be greeted by all uncles and uncles" But the complexion is still flat.
The first old man was supported by a gray-haired man, and Jin Cai, the housekeeper of Rongfu, bowed down and introduced: "Third master, this is the ancestor of the ninth room, this is Uncle Hui" Jia Cong understood that the nine rooms were the chief of the twelve rooms in Jinling.
This old man is the patriarch of the Twelve Chambers Jia family, Jia Daiyan.
Jia Cong saw the salute again, Jia Daiyan's speech was no longer clear, and he still acted as a talker, and introduced some old people beside him: "This is your eighteenth grandfather in the tenth room, named Jia Daixun."
This is the eleventh room of your twenty-three grandfather."
When the generation is pronounced, the family has not yet been separated, so the ranking is ranked in the whole family.
When it comes to the text generation, it can't be arranged, and each room is arranged according to each room.
The grandfathers of the generations of the generations of the generations of the first level of the greetings, as well as the literary generations, after the salute one by one, there are also the jade generations, all of whom are older than Jia Cong.
The leader is the uncle of the ninth room, Jia Hui.
In addition to the Jia family, there are several old people and middle-aged people from the Shi family, but they don't seem to be close or estranged, they seem to be just watching.
It took nearly an hour for the black pressure on a large group of people under the gatehouse before it finally passed roughly through.
This is only the people with heads and faces in the twelve rooms that came today, and the clansmen are far from arriving.
After entering the gatehouse, Jia Cong consciously walked in front as the master, and asked Jin Cai all the way if all matters were ready Together with a group of ancestors, the momentum is not down, but there is no rashness either.
Seeing this, the characters of the twelve rooms looked at each other with different complexions To the main hall, Jia Cong insisted on asking all the elders to sit down.
But everyone also invited him to sit in the middle, in the final analysis, Jia Cong is not only the owner of this Rongguo Mansion, but also the patriarch of the Jia family in the eighth room of the capital.
Even if these twelve people have the heart to rely on the old and sell the old, they can't do the act of relying on the old and selling the old.
If you really want to arrange the seats in order of age by generation, Jia Cong sat at the gate, and the face of the Jia family was about to be lost.
What's more, when Jia Cong sat there, who did they talk to?
The last few generations of elders spoke at the same time, and Jia Cong sat down on the main seat.
Although it is a false courtesy and has no practical significance, everyone's perception of the humble Jia Cong is much better.
This is the beauty of Chinese etiquette After most of the people were seated, Jia Daiyan and Jia Daixun asked Jia Cong: "The old lady in the capital is still well."
Jia Cong replied: "The old lady has always been healthy, and she is very useful for eating and sleeping. ” Everyone was happy for a while, and said: "We have received all the local products brought by the old lady, and when my brother goes back, we should bring our hearts back." ” Jia Cong responded and got up to thank Jia's mother.
After another polite conversation, Jia Daiyan asked about the real chapter: "Ning Guofu suddenly removed the knight, the foundation of the Jia family is turbulent, and the vitality is greatly damaged, although there is a letter to explain, but I don't understand it very well, my brother may talk about it again."
Regardless of whether the eight rooms of the Jia family in the capital or the twelve rooms of the Jia family in Jinling, whether they are the same ancestors and the same ancestry, they have the qualifications and rights to ask.
Jia Cong briefly talked about how Jia Zhen's father and son lost their morality after drinking during the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, and Jia Rong accidentally killed Jia Zhen.
The elders of the twelve houses of Jinling were all heartbroken when they heard the words, trembling their old bones and asking the heavens for their guilt, and they were ashamed of their ancestors.
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A hint of sarcasm flashed in Jia Cong's eyes Seeing that he didn't react, Jia Daiyan asked: "Then what is going on with your Lao Tzu and your brother, why is it that Brother Lian'er's position as the son of the world is gone?"
Jia Cong speculated in his heart about the purpose of this Hongmen banquet, and said with a smile on his face: "Second brother Lian did something wrong, and after my father found out, he let me inherit the title."
Listening to what he said lightly, there was not much loophole, and a few older ones were a little confused, and then Jia Hui, the uncle of the ninth room, smiled and said: "The third brother is afraid that it is simple, how did I hear that the brother is too disobedient, and he steals his mother with his son, so he is so angry that the uncle fell on the bed in anger, and finally died."
Alas, pity me for my uncle, so that he could give birth to a man and raise such a disobedient brute."
Although others had already heard about it, there was still an uproar at the moment.
Jia Cong frowned and said, "Brother Hui, where did you start talking about this?"
Jia Hui sneered and said, "Why does the third brother still want to cover up your brother's ugliness, although it is a concubine, but it is also a concubine, and the concubine is not a mother?"
Jia Cong shook his head again and again and said: "There is no such thing, the old lady in the family knows this matter best, that woman was bought into the mansion by the second brother Lian, and she was indeed going to serve the master, but at that time, the old man had been sick in bed for a long time, and this matter was well known to the old people."
The old man had never even seen the woman, and later the second brother Lian moved his heart and took her into the room.
This can be regarded as a concubine, big brother Nahui, your concubine is afraid that she doesn't know how many mortals she has."
Jia Hui was furious when he heard this, and was about to say something more, but his ancestor Jia Daiyan waved his hand and said inarticulately: "I see, the distance is too far, the south can't understand it, and I also said that it won't be like this, but in any case, what Jingli does is too different." ” Jia Cong nodded and said, "What the Ninth Uncle Ancestor said is true, but now everything is fine, there is a second master in the family who is in charge, and now they are all getting better." ” Jia Daixun suddenly said: "I heard that you scattered all the wealth of Ning Guofu" Jia Cong said: "Cong went out to fight in Heiliao and had to make a first-class military merit, so the Son of Heaven rewarded Cong with all the foundation of Ningfu."
Ran Cong knew that he was blessed and shallow, and he didn't dare to accept the wealth in vain, so he asked the old lady and the second uncle to use all the wealth of the Ning Mansion as family property and clan education expenses. ” Jia Daixun and the others nodded their heads again and again, and then asked: "Your Majesty will only give you the Duzhongning Mansion, or will you even go to the south?"
Jia Congqi said: "Aren't the Ningguo Mansion in Southern Province and the Ningguo Mansion in the capital one family?"
The pale-haired old men were speechless Jia Hui said with a smile: "In this way, the third brother is also ready to scatter the family wealth of the Ning Mansion here to the clan."
Jia Cong also smiled: "It's not impossible, but I still have to write a letter to Duzhong first, and ask the old lady and the second uncle for their opinions." ” Jia Hui took a step forward and said, "So Brother Cong agreed."
Jia Cong nodded and said, "Agreed." ” Jia Hui was overjoyed when he heard this, and further said: "The third brother is really worthy of being the Qiliner of the Jia family, but there is one more thing to be fair, the third brother, we have a total of twelve house brothers here in Jinling, and the population is getting more and more numerous, but there are a number of mansions left by the ancestors, and now many descendants are married, and they can't even find a house, which is really not tight."
But here the second mansion of Rongning is empty" Jia Cong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Jia Hui, I can't do this master, if even this ancestral industry is dispersed, I am afraid that the spirit of the ancestor in the sky will not agree."
I heard that Brother Hun's residence is quite spacious, so it's better to divide some of them.
There are 12 rooms in the southern province, and 9 rooms are big houses."
"This" Jia Hui laughed twice and said, "The population of the nine rooms is also large."
Jia Cong sighed, without words, and listened to Jia Daiyan: "Don't say any of this, my brother is right, everything else can be divided, and the ancestral house must not be moved."
After that, he glared at Jia Hui.
Jia Hui didn't even notice him about this matter "But" Jia Daiyan changed his words and said: "There is one thing, I don't know if my brother is mistaken."
Jia Cong asked, "I don't know what my uncle said."
Jia Daiyan said: "Our Fang Bizhi distant relatives have a character, surnamed Jia Minghua, the word Shi Fei, alias Yucun."
Now it is the prefect of Jinling Mansion, and it is still the path of Rongfu.
After arriving in Jinling, I was very close to our Jia family.
The three festivals and two longevity are often filial piety, talk well, and respect the Jia family and the sect.
How can I hear that you arrested people, this is too bad, what's the matter, your own family is easy to say" Jia Daiyan said, as if a pot was boiling, the generation of characters, the generation of words, and the generation of jade characters were all opening their mouths. or persuade or coax, and some are more simply, directly orders.
Jia Cong kept smiling, and when a few generations of old people calmed down the situation, everyone gradually quieted down, and when they looked at Jia Cong with playful eyes, Jia Cong had a look of shame on his face, and said, "Uncle and uncle said it late."
When everyone heard this, their faces were faintly difficult to look at, and even the respected Jia Daiyan couldn't sit still, and asked, "How do you say this?"
Jia Cong sighed and said, "Last night, Jia Yucun was taken back to the Imperial Prison, and he was tortured to death because he was insincere in answering and confessing his guilt."
"What" Jia Hui's face is the most ugly, in the past few years, he has relied on the location of Jia Yu Village, the prefect of Jinling, to annex no less than 30,000 acres of fertile land, which is waiting to make persistent efforts, but he didn't expect that this God of Wealth would be tortured to death by the Jia family's own people.
Jia Hui was annoyed, stood up and pointed at Jia Cong and shouted: "Jia Cong, why are you crazy why do you kill you?"
Jia Cong looked at Jia Hui, his eyes that had been kind since he entered the door suddenly became as cold as a knife, and he said coldly: "Because that thing that doesn't know whether to live or die, the tone of talking to this seat is too presumptuous."
The look of shame and anger on Jia Hui's face instantly froze on his face, looking at Jia Cong's gaze, the whole person was like falling into an ice cave, from the deepest part of his heart, cold to every corner of his body, he took two steps back, and actually sat on the ground.
There was a dead silence in the room :