The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

Jia Zhen and the family members of the Ning Mansion hurried on, and the group arrived at the post station in Tongzhou at dusk.

Because she was carrying the coffin, Jia Zhen personally came forward to communicate with Yi Cheng.

Yi Cheng held the bank note in his palm, looked at Jia Zhen's pleasant and courteous appearance, and he reciprocated the favor, ordering someone to treat him carefully.

"Thank you!" Jia Zhen cupped her fists in thanks.

"General Jia, you are welcome."

After exchanging pleasantries, Jia Zhen went back to the room and arranged one or two for Youshi to take Jia Yu (Jia Rong's name for her little aunt) to eat in the room, so she went to look for Jia Rong, intending to take someone to the lobby for dinner.

Jia Rong looked like Shuang beating an eggplant, scratching her arms as she walked.He felt itchy all over his body, as if his whole body was crawling and gnawed by snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Seeing Jia Rong's fresh meat wrinkled into fresh meat buns since she was a child, Jia Zhen laughed and asked, "Is there no place to live? This seems to be a good environment." According to modern standards, it is also a three-star hotel.The house is divided into two small rooms, an inner room, an outer room that can also be used for entertaining, and a toilet separated by a special screen.Not to mention that when the servants of the Ning Mansion cleaned up, they still sprayed some rose water—an ancient lady's perfume.

"Yes," Jia Rong recalled, and was still afraid for a while: "Dad, just now... when Lai Fulaigui was cleaning up the room, a big mouse ran out! There are mice, Dad!"

"Father," Jia Rong said, looking at Jia Zhen carefully, seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood, she boldly pulled Ra Jiazhen's sleeves, smiled flatteringly, and said in a low voice, "Why don't we go to the inn?"

"If you don't take the welfare of the imperial court, you won't take it for nothing." Jia Zhen said.

"...It's as if you didn't get any money from anyone." Jia Rong lowered her hands and muttered in a low voice after hearing this.The post station was used for the imperial court to transmit documents or for officials to stay, replenish and exchange horses.But the latter basically only provides a state of food and clothing.After all, it's free.Like their Ning Mansion now, his father has a noble, and he has donated an official, so he can stay for one night for free, plus three meals and some dry food.

"Stupid son!" Jia Zhen patted Jia Rong's head when she heard the words, feeling a bit like a kindergarten teacher. She dragged him to her side and taught in a deep voice: "It's the signboard of the imperial court. If you live in an inn, you can be regarded as the royal family of Rongfu." They were so angry that they wanted to kill and set fire, and they didn’t dare to do it here. For the same reason, it’s the same reason not to go south by boat. On the Grand Canal, if you are dumped, will you survive? On land, at least you have two legs You can still run, right?"

Jia Rong was so frightened that her whole body froze and her complexion turned pale: "Why...how could you be so cruel? You..."

"Your father, I told you the news from your grandfather. If you think about your misunderstood identity, why is it impossible?" Jia Zhen's expression turned solemn.

Jia Rong thought about his grandfather being forced to lose all his immortality, telling the truth - taking care of Mr.'s orphan, helplessly misunderstood, and nodded to show that he understood.

"Okay, let's go eat." Jia Zhen patted Jia Rong on the shoulder and went down the stairs together.I don't know if it's because he is too sensitive. Every step I take, I seem to hear the "creaking" sound of the wooden ladder, especially when the four elders behind me follow the same steps, I feel that the sound is a little louder. , as if being forced to let out a cry with all its strength—creak.

Jia Zhen frowned, and glanced at the wooden ladder under her feet.Although the post station is full of people coming and going from south to north, it does have a taste of time, especially the wooden ladder.The wooden surface is worn out with pits and craters, there are notches on the surrounding handrails, and there are many spider webs in the corners, highlighting the sense of dilapidation that cannot withstand the wind and rain.

Swallowing the words "The boss should fix the stairs", Jia Zhen stepped on the floor of the lobby, feeling at ease in her heart.

Finding an empty table to sit down, Jia Zhen signaled the chief follower to find a place to sit down on his own, and chatted with Jia Rong, asking someone to introduce some small officials who were eating in the lobby, and he flipped through the book just to study .Staying at the inn, of course, there are other purposes, such as getting to know officials, using wind energy, and eavesdropping on the latest official news.

Although Jia Rong is a dandy and has nothing good at it, she also knows a lot about those who greet and send along with her. She leans on Jia Zhen and communicates with people in a low voice: "The pile of hungry dogs on our left Hurry up, they belong to the Shuntian Mansion. They must have been busy all day with official duties, so they can only find time to have a meal now. Dad, you know Bao Qingtian, right? Then the newly appointed Shuntian Mansion Governor is just like Bao Qingtian, formidable and fearless of power ! His surname is also Bao! Folks call him Xiaobao Qingtian, you... are..."

Jia Rong was dimmed for a moment, but soon cheered up again, and whispered: "He was also caught by Xiaobao Qingtian in the private dormitory."

Jia Zhen frowned.He is becoming more and more interested. How can Jia Zhen and Qin Keqing hook up and develop into true love?

While talking, Xiao Er delivered the meal.A plate of steaming white flour steamed buns, a plate of stewed beef, a plate of peanuts, a plate of dried radish, a plate of scrambled eggs with leeks, a plate of boiled cabbage, a plate of carp soup, and two bowls of rice.

Jia Rong silently watched his father still offering a reward, watched his father bring the only plate of beef to him, and silently looked down at the plain clothes he was still wearing.Even if he is in mourning, he is not a vegetarian.

"Break open the steamed bun with an egg in it. It's delicious." As soon as Jia Zhen saw the food, her taste buds salivated automatically, and she unconsciously began to recall how the food tasted in the past, and it was passed to her hand all at once. superior.After taking a sip of carp soup to moisten her throat, Jia Zhen separated the steamed buns, stuffed them with beef and eggs, and finished one in two or three, then turned to look at Jia Rong, who was holding the steamed buns and gnawed pitifully, and reminded.

"This... this steamed bun..."

"This steamed bun is not as fine as home, but it tastes good." Jia Zhen said in a deep voice, "If you don't cherish the food now, you may not be able to eat it in the future, you know?"

"There are still many people in this world who can't even afford such steamed buns," Jia Zhen felt like she was a mother, and put her hand on the table: "If you don't eat it, you won't have the energy to go on your way tomorrow."

"Thank you for teaching me, don't be angry, I'll eat right away." Seeing that Jia Zhen was showing signs of anger, Jia Rong hastily obeyed someone's suggestion to break open the stuffed eggs and gnaw on the steamed buns.

Jia Zhen's brows were loosened, and she continued to be in trouble.Although I know that there is a lot of food now, no matter how hungry I am, Jia Zhen will not be hungry, but I have become accustomed to it for many years, and if I have something to eat, I still want to eat it and go away.

While eating, there was only the sound of horseshoes coming from far and near. Jia Rong felt that the taste was not good, and slowly took small bites of steamed buns. When she heard someone coming, she immediately became lively.Soon the door opened and a group of people came in. The leader was dressed in black. He looked extremely cold, but he was also extremely handsome.

The man seemed to have noticed Jia Rong's scrutiny, and glanced over with his eyes, which showed a deep and cold look.

Jia Rong trembled in fright immediately, coughing "cough cough".

Jia Zhen took a deep breath, reluctantly turned her eyes away from her "steamed bun fortress", and glanced at the person coming.With just one glance, Jia Zhen had the impression that the visitor was not to be trifled with!

This man's aura is stern, as if he was pulled out of an ice hole.

Yi Cheng had already cautiously responded: "This... my lord, please forgive me for being rude, who are you?"

"The lord of my family is Song Xueci, the former governor of Sichuan and Shu, and now he has been promoted to Beijing. This is the relevant document from the Ministry of Officials."

"Congratulations, Mr. Song, I am a poor official, please, please."

Seeing that Yicheng was welcoming people upstairs, Jia Rong heaved a sigh of relief and stammered: "Father, he he he..."

"Knowing that he is fierce, you will use this word badly? After you settle down, I will invite some gentlemen to study hard." Jia Zhen watched Song Xueci and his party go upstairs, staring fixedly at the dilapidated wood. ladder.It was no different from the slight noise before, but now this group of men and horses passed by fat and strong, and there was a squeak, a squeak, an unbearable cry.

Frowning slightly, Jia Zhen raised her hand and called Xiao Er: "Your stairs are creaking!" Although he felt that he was a little alarmed, it was better to eliminate this potential source of danger as soon as possible.

"Returning to General Jia, this is also an old problem. I will tell Yicheng later, and I will ask a carpenter to overhaul it tomorrow." Xiaoer replied with a smile.

"En." Jia Zhen didn't say much after hearing the words, and continued to make "steamed buns" after she signaled people to leave. After eating one, eating another, the days after eating one and another one are really nourishing.

When Xiao Er left, Jia Rong saw that his father was still leisurely eating steamed buns, so she couldn't help but patted her head to give herself a memory - this is the ghost father who has no memory of the past!

You have such supernatural powers, you have lost your home, and you can't even restore your previous memories, what a brat!

While complaining secretly, Jia Rong tugged on Raja Zhen's sleeve and said anxiously: "That Master Song is the younger brother of my grandmother."

"So what? Let's not just lick your face because of blood relatives." Jia Zhen said: "I'll emphasize it again, you are up to yourself. You still have hands, take them away! You can disturb me with anything, but only Don't disturb me when eating, understand? You must concentrate on eating, what should I do if there is no next meal after this meal?"

"You, you, you starving ghost reincarnated!"

After blurting out, Jia Rong reflected back what she said, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I... no, that's not what I meant, I... Dad..."

"Don't shake, just talk." Jia Zhen put down the steamed bun like cutting flesh, and looked at Jia Rong: "Calm down when something happens, don't be cowardly, don't panic, don't cry! I won't cry and beat you again."

"He and the Jia family have... a grudge!" Jia Rong calmed down after hearing this, approached, and explained in a low voice, "It is said that Uncle Xi robbed his fiancée back then, and it was a small engagement."

"What does that have to do with us?"

"According to..." Jia Rong's scalp was numb, and she pointed at her opponent: "According to... It is said that someone took his uncle to his grandfather's house to play when he was a child, and then came and went, and came and went, at a certain banquet, that's all." .”

Jia Zhen: "...how do you know?"

"This gossip is very popular. He has been single all these years, but his official career is prosperous but he is single. There are many versions that I don't know to tell you, but no matter what, the facts seem to be true. Mr. Song is definitely against the Jia family. Jia Rong emphasized, and seeing that his father was interested, he quickly put down the half-eaten steamed bun, and continued to gossip in a low voice: "The infatuated bachelor! His father is the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, and the uncle's father Zhang My lord once served as the right servant of the Ministry of Rites, and was later promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Rites. I will not mention the defeat. Anyway, it is said that they grew up as childhood sweethearts at that time! As for Uncle and Grandfather..."

Jia Rong beamed with joy: "He, it is said that at that time, the old lady of the Rong family and Jia Shi's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were fighting in the ring, one was a granddaughter-in-law who was born in Qingliu, the other was a daughter-in-law who was born in Xungui, and there was a great-uncle and great-grandfather Rong. Duke of the state, Uncle She and his father wanted to make his son Princess Shang. Sometimes it is said that Uncle She had to attend two banquets a day. On the day of Lantern Festival, there was a lantern festival in the palace, which was a kind of blind date. version, Lang Youqing Concubine's intentional version, matchmaker version, etc. Five-cornered love stories."

"Five horns?" Looking at Jia Rong who was talking vigorously, Jia Zhen gave an encouraging look, signaling to continue gossiping.

"Originally hexagonal, but because he was only eight years old at the time, he was excluded. The protagonists of the story are Uncle Xie, Uncle Zhang, Grand Scholar of the Song Dynasty at that time, His Royal Highness Princess Qinghe, and the current Prince Zhongshun .”

"... Tell me about Mr. Song." Jia Zhen raised her hand and continued to eat steamed buns.Let's fill our stomachs first, otherwise we won't have the energy to solve a big drama that can be imagined just by being five people.

"Mr. Song was the head of the four famous gentlemen in the capital when he was young. Of course, you and Uncle She had a share in the corresponding four dudes." Jia Rongzai wentssip carefully: "He entered the imperial examination and got the name of a flower, and he traveled on horseback. By the way, there are three dazzling imperial examinations in the officialdom, all of whom were the dazzling figures of the imperial examinations in the past twenty years. Mr. Song is one of them, the other two, one It is Lord Bao, Yin of the Shuntian Mansion, another en..."

Carefully looking at Jia Zhen, Jia Rong continued: "It's Lin Ruhai, the son-in-law of Rongfu. Among the three of them, Mr. Bao came from a poor family, so his official career was a little slower than the other two, but he won the number one prize at the age of 15." , is the youngest and most powerful of the three of them."

"Really?" Jia Zhen frowned when she heard the words, interested: "Listen to your words and sentences, do you admire him?"

"En." Jia Rong nodded emphatically, her eyes sparkling: "He caught us all, but he patiently reasoned with us! No one has ever told me so much reason, it sounds so interesting of."

Hearing this, Jia Zhen looked at Jia Rong's innocent appearance, wanted to laugh but couldn't, so she picked up the unfinished steamed buns and stuffed them in his hands, clapping her hands: "Will Daddy teach you the truth? Grain is hard work, don't waste food."

Jia Rong blushed, and quickly took the steamed buns. The cold steamed buns were a bit hard, and she didn't know how to eat them when she held them in her hands.But facing Jia Zhen's hopeful eyes, Jia Rong opened her mouth and took a bite.Just as he was trying to swallow, he heard footsteps outside the door again.After a while, a group of people came in, and when Jia Rong saw the leader, a gleam of light burst out in Jia Rong's eyes.

"Father, that's Master Bao!"

Jia Zhen reluctantly put down her chopsticks once again. Raising a child really requires patience, and she looks up to save face.The legendary Xiao Bao Qingtian did not have the uncommon aura of Mr. Song in front of him. He was full of warmth, as if interpreting what an ancient scholar was.Looking at this demeanor, the personality of a very caring brother can indeed make a poor boy like Jia Rong feel good.

After commenting, Jia Zhen continued to indulge in the temptation of food.

Here, Bao Mian glanced at Jia Rong, who was a little excited, and then looked back at the full dining table, but waved his hand to signal Yicheng not to worry, and walked towards the father and son by himself.

The servants of the Jia family occupied a small half of the dining table in the lobby, and Mr. Song and his party occupied more than half. They all ate half of the table, so it was quite unreasonable to ask someone to make way.One side needs to recharge its energy to escort the master to the south, while the other side escorts the master all the way to Beijing.And his subordinate yamen servants have also been busy all day, and they are hungry, making people squat down to eat, let alone going to the peak.There was still room at the table for the Ningfu father and son.

Of course, to be more honest, in the dim and somewhat lively lobby, the appearances of the Ningfu father and son were like candlelight, which suddenly made the lobby bright like daylight, making it easy to see at a glance.

And it seems a bit weird?

Bao Mian looked at Jia Zhen with confusion.As the governor of Shuntian Mansion and the local parental official in the capital, he has also dealt with these noble and wealthy children. Jia Zhen, as the head of the Ning Mansion and the head of the Jia family, often visits Shuntian Mansion during the holidays.Therefore, he also asked himself a thing or two.Jia Zhen has a bit of tact in dealing with affairs outside, but he insists on his identity in his bones, exuding a dignified and noble air.

I would never dine in the lobby, even with such relish, it looks like I have a very good appetite.And looking at his sitting posture and figure, compared to the previous lazy and lazy, he has more perseverance and uprightness of a soldier.

"General Jia, Rong Xiaolang, I take the liberty to interrupt you." Bao Mian put his mind to rest, and greeted him with a peer salute: "Can I have a table together?"

"Master Bao, if you don't mind that my son still has a wife and filial piety, then it's fine." Jia Zhen looked at Jia Rong who stood up and saluted respectfully, and snorted coldly. The father who came to her door was not as good as her idol ok, huh?bad boy!

"My condolences to Rong Xiaolang."

Bao Mian glanced across the dining table, looked at the relatively simple dishes, showed a trace of guilt, bent down to express his condolences, and Jia Rong was at a loss for what to do, and hurriedly invited people to sit down: "Thank you, Mr. Fusheng, it’s good to watch it. Maybe they’ve all turned into immortals! You sit down first, the food here is a bit messy, don’t mind.”

Jia Zhen: "..."

Seeing Jia Rong warmly entertaining Bao Mian, Jia Zhen showed a slight smile, it's normal to be a fan!He was too young!

It's good to have an idol with positive energy!

After the meal was finished, Jia Zhen looked at Jia Rong with her hands behind her back as she surrounded Mr. Bao to ask for homework and invite people to go upstairs to the room for a detailed discussion. He felt that he was becoming more and more nervous. There was something wrong with this wooden ladder!Feeling like going on strike.

Concentrating silently, mobilizing the surrounding wind elements to perceive everything in the wooden ladder.

The people around felt that their breathing was a little stagnant for a while, and there was a feeling of suffocation.

Jia Rong also felt this way, subconsciously stopped, apologized to Bao Mian, turned around and glanced at Jia Zhen, before he could speak, suddenly felt as if he was stepping on a cloud, with a feeling of lightness.

Before he could recover, he heard his father shout: "Be careful, go downstairs!"

"Ah?" Jia Rong trembled in fright, and then heard a loud "creaking" sound, her mind went blank for a moment, and when her figure swayed in a daze following the sudden sound, she felt a gust of wind blowing by By his side, and when he stood still, he was already standing in the corridor on the second floor.

"...Father?" Jia Rong looked up at Jia Zhen, still in shock: "Just...just now..."

"The stairs have collapsed, but the height is only three meters, and your reaction ability is too weak." Jia Zhen said: "In an unexpected situation, you don't even have the instinct to escape."

Jia Rong lowered her head and obediently admitted her mistake, then lowered her head and glanced downstairs. At the moment, the lobby was in a mess, and someone was looking up at him...his father.

Following her gaze, Jia Rong tugged on Raja Zhen's sleeve, "Father, Master Bao seems to be looking at you."

"What's so interesting about me?" Jia Zhen raised her brows, leaning on the railing and looking down at the lobby, looking at the people covered in dust, she recalled her previous act of saving lives—detecting the loopholes, and found that they had been filled. No, let me remind you aloud, take three steps at the same time and do two steps at the same time, keep the "Done Miao Miao" in one hand and rush up to the second floor.

Totally perfect escape procedure.

"Father, what a favor just now, you can grab Mr. Bao and make him owe you a favor." Jia Rong turned around and said in a low voice, "It will be of great benefit for us to return to Beijing in the future. No matter what you do, You can't avoid the parents and officials."

"You're still a little cautious." Jia Zhen rubbed Jia Rong's head when she heard the words, and praised with a smile: "But before you have no ability to protect yourself, you are my first protection object."

Hearing this, Jia Rong felt that she was not up to the mark and wanted to cry, she clenched her fists tightly: "I...I will definitely be worthy of you."

"Well, take your time step by step, don't rush." ​​Jia Zhen patted Jia Rong on the shoulder, gave some words of encouragement, looked at Bao Mian who had already sat down, and began to think about how to make up a self-defiled story.

Unexpectedly, Jia Rong whispered again: "Father, aren't you that Longyang Lord? That's equivalent to seeing a beautiful woman, why don't you be a hero and save her?"

Jia Zhen kicked Jia Rong directly: "Don't think I won't beat you! Let me save the beauty by being a hero! It's a good idea! Go, go back to sleep."

"No...won't you go down there?"

"You go up the ladder."

After Jia Zhen said that, she went back to her room.Even if he knew it was a chance to gain fame, but right now he didn't have that much free time.After all, he stayed in the doomsday for a long time, cold-blooded and cold-hearted.

When Jia Rong heard this, she nodded, and she was very enthusiastic to help.

Although there were no serious injuries, there were also some scratches and so on.And some servants of their Jia family were also injured.

Ordering people to take the ointment and distribute it to everyone in need, Jia Rong bowed her head and smiled at Bao Mian embarrassedly: "I hope Master Bao will forgive me, I... my father is not good at learning, and he only came to grab me in the blink of an eye. Second floor."

"Rong Xiaolang doesn't need to feel guilty about this, it's just human nature. You are the only heir of General Jia, and that alone makes sense." Bao Mian didn't care much about Jia Zhen saving Jia Rong, even if this person Passing by him, he seemed to be swept away by his inner strength and fell to the ground. He was only curious: "Lingfu is really good at kung fu." This vigilance is also high, and he was the first to find something wrong.

"The son inherits his father's business." Jia Rong giggled.

"kindness."

After chatting a few words, Bao Mian watched Jia Rong struggling to climb the ladder back, looked down at his arm, and the unexpected scene appeared in his mind, Cheng Chuan frowned slightly.

"My lord, why do you have to be so courteous to a dude." The headhunter helped Bao Mian into the Datong room on the first floor, and said without shame: "This subordinate saw clearly before that Jia Zhen is a master , who has the ability to save you."

"It's just a face-to-face relationship with him," Bao Mian said in a deep voice, "whether he saves or not is his own choice, so there is no need to complain about it, let alone what I said earlier, Jia Rong is his only heir. Unexpectedly When it happened, it was completely right for him to shout a reminder to save the child. To say something inappropriate, Lao Zhao, your brother fell into the water with a stranger at the same time, who do you save?"

Old Zhao, the head catcher who had complained earlier, bowed his head when he heard the words: "If I have the power to spare, of course I will rescue the two together."

"You are happy to help others, but you can't let everyone follow your standard." Bao Mian sighed: "Of course, this is also the reason for promoting moral education. When everyone reads the words of the sages of Confucius and has benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust Everyone will be more than happy to help.

Jia Zhen upstairs twitched her lips when she heard this, thinking that idols were any different, they were just nerds.People, the mainstream are mostly selfish, so Jia Rong can't treat people as idols, otherwise what should I do if I develop a fatherly heart?

Thinking about the killing ring when he disagreed with each other, Jia Rong babbled like a Tang monk, and he threw the wind blade over in a hurry, making people's heads move, and then...

what else then?

This Dream of the Red Chamber is still a bit metaphysical.

Unless Jia Rong died of a normal illness and died early, he would die too.

So it is necessary to change the star-chasing object for the middle-aged and middle-aged teenagers.

Well, isn't he himself an idol enough to be worshiped by people?