The Red Mansions

Chapter 1 Jia Heng
Dahan Shenjing
Four or five miles away from Ningguo Mansion, turn left into a long, cramped alley, and within a few hundred steps, you can see a slightly dilapidated courtyard with mottled green walls standing quietly.

Last night, after an autumn rain, the pomegranate tree in the middle of the courtyard shook down a field of pomegranate flowers that looked like small lanterns, adding to the sense of bleakness after the rain.

Under the east window, where green bamboos are dripping, stands a young man who is only fourteen or fifteen years old. The young man is wearing a starched green shirt that is almost whitish. He has a clear face and holds a book in a blue cover. , reading intently, under the sword eyebrows, a pair of black and white eyes, clear and energetic, showing the color of thinking from time to time.

He was originally a defense against the armed police in later generations, but he didn't want to come to this world of red chambers because of an accident, and his soul would belong to Jia Heng who was in the Yuanzhi of Ningguo.

Although four or five days have passed, I still feel like a dream.

There are only a few records of Jia Heng in the original book of A Dream of Red Mansions.

And the narration of Dream of Red Mansions does not mention the dynasty and time, he immediately borrowed history books in order to find out the whole story.

"The ancestor of Yuyao is a native of Yuyao, the descendant of the ancient Emperor Shun..."

Even though it was not the first time he read this text, Jia Heng still felt astonished in his heart. He glanced at the two history books in front of the case, and couldn't help sighing: "This world of Red Mansions is so different from the previous dynasty. There are more characters, and some characters are missing... Especially, in the reign of Sejong, Emperor Jiajing devoted himself to cultivating Xuan, and the traitor Yan Song used his affairs, internal and external troubles. Wishing to hunt in the south and burn himself in the palace... Zhu Ming I lived in 29. Fortunately, Chen Huan, a descendant of Han Wang Chen Youliang at the end of Yuan Dynasty, started his army from Yuyao, chased death and chased the north, swept the world, and established Chen Han again, and set his capital in Xijing , and it has been more than ninety years now.”

"Chen Huan, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, reigned for 23 years, and passed through Taizong for 21 years. As of today, the Taishang Emperor has reigned for 39 years. Thirteen years ago, the Zen was located in Jinshang. The peace has been going on for a long time, and all kinds of evils have accumulated."

Jia Heng thought about it, secretly calculating the corresponding dynasty in his heart, and suddenly frowned, "This year is the 14th year of Chongping, but it is with Emperor Chongzhen..."

"Bang bang..."

At this moment, the door knocker knocked suddenly from outside, interrupting Jia Heng's thoughts.

"Come here, come here..." A woman's voice sounded from the courtyard on the left. A middle-aged woman in a thorn hairpin dress, over thirty years old, with a scarf around her waist, stepped on the weeds and walked desolately. Gravel path, go open the door.

Jia Heng also paced out of the room and stood on the porch to watch.

The woman, Mrs. Cai, was the housemaid left after the death of his predecessor's mother. His predecessor lost his father when he was young, and was brought up by his mother, Mrs. Dong. up.

After that, the three members of Cai's family took care of his daily life.

"Hey, who am I? I heard the magpies cry so early in the morning. It turned out to be sister-in-law Zhu." The woman Cai, who was quite eloquent, said with a smile on her face, and asked, "Grandma Zhu, come here. You are..."

Mrs. Cai was also a little strange, and secretly thought that apart from offering sacrifices to the ancestors during the New Year, she did not see anyone from the Rongguo Mansion at all, and wondered what Jia Zhu's daughter-in-law was doing in this poor alley house.

Although Jia Heng came from Ningguo, the Ningguo lineage had already spread out in Beijing and lived in Rongning Street. As for Jia Heng's lineage, it was about to release five clothes.

Li Wan, a master and a servant, was wearing a royal blue skirt with long sleeves and a phoenix-headed jade hairpin on their heads. They were slender and graceful, without any makeup on their faces. They nodded slightly at Mrs. Cai and asked, "Is Brother Heng at home?"

At this moment, a young man in green clothes came slowly from the corridor, stood opposite Li Wan, bowed his hands and said: "Jia Heng has seen Mrs. Zhu, and was thinking of finishing dinner and returning the book to Brother Lang. It is Heng's fault to bother Mrs. Lao Zhu to come to the door in person."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Li Wan with a pair of quiet and deep eyes, and thought to himself, it's no wonder that he is the twelve beauties of Jinling. In terms of his appearance and temperament alone, he can score ninety percent.

Li Wan took a look at Jia Heng, and saw that although his clothes were simple and plain, but his eyes were cold, his expression Xiao Xuan was careless, and his manner was natural and polite. I was young, and I still can't read the history books of the previous dynasty. I was the first to look through the collection, and I was surprised that there were a few books missing, but I didn't think it was Lan Er who lent it to Brother Heng. Fortunately, it was not an outsider, but Lan Er was changing teeth. Don't buy him the sour and sweet ones of Laoshizi again."

Jia Heng was silent when he heard the words, and knew that Li Wan's visit meant that he wanted to ask his teacher for a crime.

Speaking of which, the day before yesterday, he came to this world, in order to find out some ins and outs, and wanted to find some history books to read. He happened to meet Jia Lan, so he bought two candy figurines on the street, approached him, and offered to borrow him Books at home to read.

In fact, the pockets are still shy, and there is not enough money to buy the Four Books and Five Classics, pens, inks, papers and inkstones. As for the history of the country, they can only read books that must be borrowed.

Originally, as a distant member of Ningguo, he would not be implicated even if his home was ransacked in the future, but if he wanted to live a decent life in this feudal era, he had to study and become an official.

Thanks to the teaching of the previous mother, Dong, this person entered the school early, but his temper was not for reading materials. After the death of the previous mother, his studies became more and more neglected.

Seeing that Jia Heng was silent, Li Wan didn't want to continue talking, and said casually: "Brother Heng, I should have finished reading the book."

Of course, she was just asking casually, and she didn't think Jia Heng could learn anything. Although she had inquired last year that Jia Heng's mother, Mrs. Dong, was a high-spirited person, Jia Heng was naughty when she was young and only practiced sword dancing. Playing guns, often hang out with his cousin Dong Qian, and don't like reading very much.

Jia Heng nodded as usual, and said: "Sister-in-law Zhu, wait a moment, I'll fetch it right away."

Li Wan frowned, worried about the "safety" of those books, and said, "I'll let you go."

Jia Heng didn't say anything more, and Suyun, the servant girl behind her, also followed her.

Stepping up to the study room, it is said to be a study room, but it is actually a place for daily living, the furnishings are simple, but it is neat and clean.

There is a long lacquered wooden desk in front of the window, the corners of which are peeled off with black lacquer, obviously it has been around for some years.

Under the candlestick, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all available, among which several thick books are placed in the right corner, obviously showing traces of flipping through.

Master and servant Li Wan entered the room, already holding his breath, but there was no peculiar smell, instead there was a faint scent of vanilla, which made people feel refreshed.

Jia Heng stacked those books together, and said with a slight smile, "Sister-in-law Zhu, I will return everything to Zhao."

The servant girl Suyun stepped forward to pick it up, calling: "Grandma..."

Li Wanyu paused for a moment, her eyes fluttering, but she was attracted by a pair of words on the wall next to the case, and there was a couplet written on the wall that seemed to be written not long ago:

"The sound of the wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound of reading; national affairs, family affairs, world affairs, and everything concerned."

The characters are Xingkai, with sharp pens, like iron hooks and silver paintings, like a sword drawn out of its sheath, and the characters are like the person, showing their sharpness.

"Is this written by Brother Heng?" Li Wan's eyes were slightly startled, as if he couldn't believe it, and asked in surprise.

Jia Heng was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Last night, I was studying until the third watch, and the rain hit the plantains. I felt something in my heart for a while, and I did it casually, but my sister-in-law laughed."

Before he came to this world, under the influence of his grandfather who was a Taoist priest, he practiced calligraphy hard for more than ten years. Although he dare not compare himself with others, he feels that he is worthy of any scholar in this world.

Li Wan looked at Jia Heng with beautiful eyes, and put away his contempt completely in his heart. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Brother Heng, since you want to study, why don't you go to the ethnology? There is no discipline, and the clan still cares about pens, ink, and paper." Yan."

Hearing this, Jia Heng's heart skipped a beat, his eyes glowed brightly, he smiled and said, "I'm used to being alone, and it's the same when I'm studying at home."

What is the current situation of the Jia family school, why does he not know, and he really complied with the words of the Iron Triangle in Northwest Shanxi, study?Learn a fart!

(End of this chapter)