Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

"Brother Cong likes this sister?" After Lin Daiyu's carriage had gone far, Mrs. Xing laughed and teased Jia Cong.

Jia Cong thought that Sister Lin was still too delicate, and she really was "Jiao Chuan Wei Wei". To be honest, he really didn't like it very much, including the few springs at home, there was no one he particularly liked.

However, this may also have something to do with his dislike of women all the time.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, raised his head and said to Jia Shezhi, "I just like Daddy."

When Jia She heard his son's words, although he thought he was a child's talker in his heart, it was still as if honey had been applied, and it was extra sweet. He smiled, hugged his son in his arms and kissed him twice, and then called out to the waiter outside. Servant: "Go and get the copybook that the master got newly, and give it to your third master to practice calligraphy in the future."

Jia Cong didn't shirk, smiled and closed his eyes, kissed his father's old face twice, and shouted: "Daddy is the best."

Mrs. Xing looked jealously from the side, but although this son's attitude towards her has improved a lot now, he is really incomparable to the master, and she can't, so she can only smile and praise from the side.

He also asked someone to bring over the large woolen clothes that had been made for Jia Congxin, and continued to please him.

The beautiful and exquisite little doll is wearing a large fiery red dress, with a small white face hidden under the fur collar, it is indescribably cute.

"These clothes look good. There are plenty of woolen materials in the storeroom. You can ask someone to make some more clothes for Brother Cong to change into." Jia Amnesty said seeing his son's good-looking clothes.

Mrs. Xing responded with a smile, but her lips curled up in her heart. There are a lot of woolen materials in the warehouse, but there are not many really good ones. The owners of each house have nothing left. However, since the master has spoken, she thinks It's also easy to get more.

Just as he was talking, it was reported that the second master Lian had come, and Jia Amnesty had someone call him in directly.

Jia Lian seldom came to Mrs. Xing's side in the backyard, and usually waited in the front yard when something happened, so although he always heard that his concubine brother got the eyes of the old man and wife, he had never seen Jia Cong with his own eyes. The look of being held in the palms of Jia Amnesty and Mrs. Xing.

When I walked in, I saw Brother Cong sitting on the lap of the elder with a happy face, and my father, who was always strict and left-spirited, also had a rare smile on his face, and the two looked like a father and son.

Mrs. Xing, who had always been somewhat mean, was looking at them lovingly.

Suddenly, I felt a little uncomfortable. His mother left early, and when he died, he was about the same age as Brother Cong now. The memory of that time has long since disappeared. At this time, I can't help but wonder if my father I hugged myself like this, and my mother looked at me so tenderly.

Thinking of this makes people a little dumbfounded.

This son was brought up by the old lady. Since he was a child, he has been closer to his second aunt and second uncle than to his own father. Since he married the wife of the Wang family, he has never done anything to satisfy Jia She. matter.

Seeing his stupid look in front of me now, I couldn't help shouting: "Why are you so stupid? You look stupid."

As a son, he can only make amends when he is scolded, especially the sons of the Jia family. Except for Jia Cong, everyone is afraid of his own father. It is said that the ancestral house has been washed away by the heavy rain this autumn, and I am afraid that if the snow is heavier this year, there will be too many places that need to be repaired, so I would like to ask if we can allocate more money to go there."

"Hmph, these people are greedy, three hundred silver a year is not enough? Over the years, several good houses have been bought, and they want to add more."

Jia Lian just stood there bowing down, wishing she could hide herself, she was fine just now, but for some reason she lost her temper again, could it be that she really despises herself so much?

It's not uncommon for me to spend more money in this special situation before, I really don't know what kind of temper I lost.

However, he didn't dare to touch the old master's bad luck, it would be too unfair for him to be beaten for his affairs.

Jia Cong was not afraid of his father, he got off Jia She's knee, saluted Jia Lian, turned around and looked at his father's frowning, and couldn't help asking: "Daddy, if you think those people are not enough?" If it’s not true, just don’t give it, what’s there to worry about?”

Jia She frowned, squinted at his youngest son, and said helplessly, "The ancestral house is not some other place. If something goes wrong because I don't have money to repair it, wouldn't it be my fault?"

Jia Cong curled his lips, "Daddy is really stupid. Those people dare to report it, either it is true or they are lying and deceiving. Daddy will send someone over to see if it is true. If it is true, give money. If it is a lie It’s okay to be fined directly.”

Being considered stupid by his son, Jia She glared at his younger son angrily, "It's not that simple, those are old people, it might not be so appropriate to change people to see the house, and if it's really them who fake it, the person who goes will be Won't it be bought?"

In fact, there was one thing he didn't say, that he felt a little ashamed to toss about for such a few taels of silver.

People in Jia's family have a common problem. Face is more important than money, especially when managing subordinates, they are always afraid of being underestimated.

As everyone knows, I don't know how many people secretly laugh at them for being taken advantage of, and they are prodigal sons!

Jia Cong has read the original work, and understands these situations a little bit, but in fact, this matter does not need to be tossed about by the master at all, as long as the slaves fight it.

Such a simple thing, when it comes to his father, it seems to be extremely difficult. Although he is still young, he may be considered as a monster if he is too smart, but he can't see his father being bored, let alone his own father being calculated by others .

Moreover, when the Jia family was unlucky, I was not considered a big deal, and many disasters were caused by the buried cause before that. I wanted my father to hide, so now I should act smarter, and when those things happen, rely on favor and harmony. Zaohui's reputation can also be a little persuasive.

Thinking of this, he stopped hesitating and asked Jia She: "Father, I heard someone say that the people who stay in our old house are like lifelong people, and they will not be replaced until they die?"

Jia Amnesty nodded, not understanding what's wrong with this, those who stay there are trustworthy and honest, and they themselves are willing, so there's nothing wrong with that?

When Jia Cong saw that his father was not enlightened, he couldn't help sighing, "The imperial court still has a three-year term for officials, and at most two consecutive terms, how can people be put in one place for life.

Moreover, there are not many masters in our mansion, but there are hundreds of people serving up and down, can't we find capable and loyal servants?As long as he is capable and has good conduct, Dad can promise him that as long as he can find out what's wrong with him, he will be given the job of looking after the house.

The errands here in the mansion are all overwhelmed, and there are so many idle people, with this promise, they have to work hard. "

"Then if what they said over there is the truth, is there no problem at all?"

"That's even better. You can do things with all your heart without being under the nose of the master. Dad and brother don't let people come back to Beijing to appreciate it."

Jia She was meditating there, although he was better than his second brother in these chores, but he himself was a lazy person, his thoughts were all on those precious playthings every day, so he didn't have the mood to care about them.

After thinking about it, I still felt a little troublesome, so I looked up at the eldest son.

Jia Lian was standing there watching his younger brother chatting casually with the master. Although the master's tone was not very good, he was willing to explain and teach.

Now that I hear this younger brother talk so eloquently, and look at his chubby Douding's appearance, I can't help but look at him with admiration. This younger brother should not be underestimated. I'm not in the way.

At this time, I saw my father looking at me. Although he didn't say anything, he was a fine person. As soon as his mind changed, he knew what the master was thinking. Let's take a look, and choose a loyal and honest person to follow.

If there is no problem, just let the original housekeeper come back and arrange another errand. If they are lazy and play tricks and just change people, it will be the master who will be responsible or not. "

Jia Amnesty nodded after hearing this, and said to Jia Lian, "You can arrange it, and just tell me about it." After thinking about it, he said, "Don't tell people that your younger brother came up with the idea. , especially your daughter-in-law."

Jia Lian was a little puzzled, but still nodded in agreement, exchanged some pleasantries, and then went out to work on this matter.

Jia Cong didn't understand either. Although in his previous life, there were a lot of Gongdou and Zhaidou on online TV, but at most he only listened to the name, and he really didn't watch it much.Even "Dream of Red Mansions" was studied for a while because of some special circumstances, otherwise he really didn't like to read this kind of book.

However, he knew that his father would not harm him, so he didn't care about it.

Jia She rubbed the top of his youngest son's hair, feeling that his son was a little too smart, and he didn't know if it was a good thing, so he put down his hands and said, "You will finish studying "Tang Poetry" soon, let's forget this year, Daddy next year." Can I find you a gentleman?"

Jia Cong pursed the corners of his mouth, puzzled and said, "Didn't you go to learn from the grandfather at the age of six?"

"It's for the children in the family who can't afford to study. My son is so smart, how can dad be stingy with those few Shuxiu who asked for a teacher."

It seems that Dad really has the idea of ​​nurturing him in his heart. Back then, Lian's second brother, as the first son, didn't care about schooling, and Jia Rong and Jia Qiang next door didn't say they wanted to hire a husband alone.

Although I haven't decided whether to take the imperial examination yet, but seeing my father's expectant look, I still nodded.

Here, Jia Amnesty was very happy to see his son agreeing.