Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

Although Jia Cong felt that the gaze of the eighth prince was very strange, he didn't take it seriously. He had heard about this man's habit, but after all, he was born in the Rongguo Mansion. After being a hero, even if the other party did something bad Mind, also depends on whether he is willing to cooperate.

Moreover, he always felt that this person's eyes were a little weird, not like the greedy, muddy and disgusting eyes that he often encountered when socializing in his previous life. He quietly glanced at them from the corner of his eyes. ...He couldn't even figure it out for a moment.

Could it be that I misunderstood it?He doesn't remember when he offended this one, he has never seen it before, okay?

Or was someone secretly tripping him up?It seems impossible, except for the eldest sister of the Second Household who was in the palace, and I somehow met Prince Rui, among the people I have known in the past, it seems that there is no one who can give a message to the princes and grandchildren.

The Eighth Prince's gaze is really inexplicable!

Secretly lowered his head and rolled his eyes, today is really unlucky, maybe he shouldn't come out to play today!

With doubts in his heart, and being frightened just now, Jia Cong looked a little listless.

Sitting obediently in his seat, unless someone asked him a topic, he would not say a word unless he opened his mouth.

Ever since Jia Cong came in, the Eighth Prince has been looking at him with critical eyes.

At this time, seeing that he had a pretty face, but he was not energetic at all, it was natural to see how unsatisfactory he was, and seeing that muffled voice, he was really petty, timid, and looked like he couldn't get on the stage.

Na Na Na, after such a long time, he was only holding the dish in front of him, and he didn't even dare to stretch the chopsticks out a little, he was really cowardly.

There is also the clothes and hair, although there is nothing on the surface, you can still see some folds and messes when you look closely, and you feel a little disdainful in your heart, and then look up and down his figure, curl your lips, and secretly think that the third brother may be mistaken , such a little brat, although he looks good, how can he show that he is talented?

After sitting down for so long, let alone water and wine, I don’t even think about toasting a cup of tea, and I don’t even know how to please. I’m either self-respecting, or pretending to be high-minded, or being too dull. Of course not, what is the use?

Fortunately, Jia Cong didn't hear this mental activity, otherwise he would be pissed to death. The reason why he didn't speak was because this person made trouble?As soon as he entered the door, he locked him firmly with the eyes of "I must grab your pigtail", making him puzzled and could only act carefully, otherwise he would be so passive.

And where is he shy?His dining etiquette is obviously the most standard!

There is also this table full of chicken, duck and fish, there is nothing but meat, he has long been tired of eating it, okay, no matter which plate it is, it still looks the same?So of course choose the most recent one to play with!Also, he has personally experienced an attempted kidnapping just now, but his clothes and hair are a little messed up, which is already very good, so can he be more picky!

Of course the eighth prince would not care about that, he just felt that this Jia Cong was not the same person as the third brother mentioned a few days ago, and the third brother must have beautified him, so he felt that he was better than himself.

Turning his head around, the third brother could not be due to the credit of his ancestors, and also because the Jia family really has no one available, so he showed such a little Douding, right?

Thinking of it this way, I felt a lot more happy. Looking for a tall one among the short ones, maybe they are really talented? !

The Eighth Prince derogated Jia Cong from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, and secretly despised his brother's eyes, and finally all the dissatisfaction in his heart dissipated.

He was so happy, Jia Cong's pressure here finally disappeared, he just waited for someone for a while, who knows what kind of crazy this smoker is, just staring at him just now, even though he has already Being used to Prince Rui's imposing manner, it is easy to ignore this gaze, but his meaning is unclear, and this is the era of imperial power, so he can only deal with it carefully until he is sure of the other party's intentions.

Feeling that the eyes on the body have finally moved away, the pressure in my heart is relieved, just as I want to breathe a sigh of relief, my nose suddenly itch.

It's over, when I was outside, I just wanted to get rid of the kidnapper, so I just ran away like crazy; after I entered the restaurant, I didn't pay attention because I had something to do; I didn't feel much when I came here because I was stared at and had to be careful. Now I just Relax, only to realize that my body is already covered with fine sweat, and my inner clothes have already been wet.

People in this era may be more resistant to cold. Although there are several braziers burning in Nuo Da’s house, the windows are always half open, and the cold wind blows in. I feel that the sweat on my body has a tendency to condense into ice. He already shivered a few times unconsciously, and now he couldn't help but want to sneeze.

This is a proper rhythm for catching a cold!

Bowing his head to the side with one arm, pinching his nose with one hand, he muffled the sound of "Sneeze!" As for the noble status of a person, as long as there is one person with a big mouth, it is estimated that he will not go out to mess around in the future!

But... it was so uncomfortable to hold back the sneeze, his nose was so sore, his eyes were full of physiological tears, his little face was already flushed, woo, when will the family members arrive, he is so uncomfortable!

And this sneeze doesn't seem to be one. After enduring one, there is another one. What should I do if I feel my nose is about to flow out?

He stretched out his hand and took it out of the sleeve. Fortunately, the handkerchief was not lost. It was a blessing among misfortunes.

Turning around, cleaning his face, he still couldn't help but want to sneeze. He was a little afraid of being rude, so after thinking about it, he got up to leave and walked out of the private room.

Although it's colder in the corridor, there are some things that people don't have so many scruples.

He sneezed a few times, and based on his experience, Jia Cong knew that he might not escape the fate of catching a cold this time. At this time, his head also started to hurt faintly, his body became colder and worse, and he felt worse and worse.

Damn, it's really unlucky, it's such a cold day, you can't stay under the warm quilt, why run out when you have nothing to do?It's really nothing to look for!

Here he was thinking of finding someone to get a bowl of hot ginger syrup to drink. Although there were two guards at the door, they were not from the restaurant at first glance, and it was not easy for him to ask them to do things.

The buddies who come and go are busy walking like flying, and they can't even catch them!

He was hesitating over whether to go downstairs to the shopkeeper for a while, when a middle-aged man came out around the corner, upon closer inspection, he turned out to be the person who had just led him upstairs.

The man Fangfo had already seen that he was feeling unwell, and knew that his master valued him, so he took a few steps to hold his hand, and asked, "Why did Mr. Cong come out alone?" gone?"

Jia Cong was about to ask him to answer here, so he replied truthfully, "I must have been exposed to cold wind, and I have some symptoms of illness. I would like to ask you to explain to the two highnesses and the two elder brothers on your behalf. He said it was what I meant. I'm afraid Once you're sick, you won't go in and disturb me."

These days, there is a shortage of doctors and medicines, and common colds can kill people. Naturally, it is not easy to make do with the nobles when they are sick. When the man heard Jia Cong say this, and saw that his face was not fake, he was very happy. Nodding in agreement.

Jia Cong liked his straightforwardness, so he said directly: "Please ask your lord to prepare a bowl of thick ginger syrup for me."

The man nodded again, arranged him in the ear room next door, and ordered someone to put two more charcoal basins at his feet, and found a thick woolen coat for him to wrap around him, Jia Cong was grateful He smiled at him, although his body was still a little chilly, but he didn't have that piercing feeling anymore.

Not long after, the man brought a bowl of ginger syrup himself, and passed on the words of the people inside, asking whether he should invite a doctor or not.

It's okay for Jia Cong to hear it, but he said that it's a trivial matter, and he'll be fine after a good rest. It's not easy to find a doctor in this big festival, and it's not bad luck.

I squeezed my nose and simmered the slightly hot ginger syrup in one go. I felt like my whole body was revived by the pungent stimulation. I was sweating non-stop, and I could use a veil on my face and forehead. Wipe it, but there is nothing I can do about it, I feel that all the underwear has been attached to the body, very uncomfortable, frowning, although the body feels better now, it seems that there is still some miscalculation, and I can't change the wet clothes immediately.

Hey, it seems that I might as well go home and drink again after wearing this wet suit all the time!

Forget it, if you don't want to think about it, it's just a matter of being sick for a few days!

It was only then that I remembered that someone else had been helping me for a long time, but I didn't even ask for his name. I couldn't help being a little embarrassed, but I still had to do what I had to do, and I showed a smiling face to the middle-aged man who had just put away the bowl Asked: "Haven't you asked the adult's name?"

"The villain's surname is Wang Mingjin, and he is a minor official in Prince Rui's residence. If Third Master Cong doesn't mind calling me by my name, he doesn't dare to call me an adult."

Although he said things like "don't dare to be" and "little official" in his mouth, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor rash, which showed that he was calm and assertive.

With the current limelight of Prince Rui's residence, they can be so considerate and considerate to him, a concubine from a downturned family with no title or job, without any arrogance and domineering appearance. , but the original virtue of this person can also be seen in the details.

It may be that I have experienced too many things this night, and now it is the time when my body is not feeling well. At this time, there is such a reliable person by my side, so I can't help getting closer to him, leaning there and thinking randomly He was talking about things, and chatted with people without saying a word.

During this time, both Xu Hao and Feng Ziyun took time to look at him, and saw that although his face was a little abnormally red and he kept sneezing, his forehead was not too hot, and there were people from the palace to take care of him. What kind of friendship, so I just told him a few times, and then went back.

After a while, Jia Cong felt as if he was about to fall asleep in a daze, when he suddenly heard the sound of buzzing footsteps outside, he hurriedly opened his eyes, only in time to see a corner of Wang Jin's clothes disappearing into the at the curtain.

When he struggled to stand up, the figure of his father had already appeared in front of him.

Jia Amnesty saw the living son in front of him, and thought of the servant's report below and the description of the waiter in the shop, he was afraid for a while, and now he saw the delicate appearance of his son who was alive and well. Cong burst into tears right there.

Jia Cong had never seen his father like this before, so he was frightened and froze there, and then quickly comforted his father at a loss.

Fortunately, Jia Amnesty only lost his composure for a while, and he himself may have realized that this appearance seemed embarrassing, so he quickly restrained his emotions, and it was not easy for the father and son to talk too much. Jia Cong only mentioned the identities of the four people next door.

I personally took my stunned father, who was already surprised, to thank him.

After finally getting into his own carriage, wrapped in the thick fox fur brought by his father, hugging the warm hand stove, stepping on the slightly hot foot stove, and leaning on the soft and thick big pillow, Jia Cong finally felt warmed up.

The drowsiness involuntarily came rushing in, making Jia She full of words and wanted to ask his son, but he didn't even ask a word, and his son had already passed out, seeing that his face was still slightly wrinkled in his sleep. Frown, it's not easy to wake him up, he can only hold back there alone!

I was depressed in my heart, but there was a sudden noise in front of me. It sounded like someone was screaming, and someone was laughing and saying something. The carriage was also blocked and stopped suddenly, "What happened outside?" ?” The heart is not going well, and there is already some sullenness in my heart!

Wang Shanbao, who was guarding outside, was also worrying there. Today was really unlucky. First, he came out with the young master, and almost lost him. If the young master hadn't been vigilant, it is estimated that today will be his death day next year. up.

Originally, coming out with the master this time meant to make amends. I don't expect the master to forgive all his sins, but it would be good to reduce the punishment, or stay in the future to make up for the mistakes.

But how did he meet that scoundrel from Xue's family when he was halfway there?

As for this idiot Xue, there are not many servants among them who don’t like to get close to him. They are stupid and have a lot of money. In the past, he must have helped smooth things over, but now he can only ask for blessings.

Now he is looking for performance, he dare not hide anything, he went forward to find out the situation himself, and then came to report to Jia Amnesty.

Jia Amnesty was also a little speechless when he heard it. It turned out that Xue Pan took a few prostitutes out to enjoy the lanterns during the Shangyuan Flower Festival. It's a romantic and elegant thing. If you can take advantage of the Lantern Festival to have some good sentences and spread them, it will be even more enviable.

But I don’t know if it’s Xue Pan’s bad luck or something. Listening to the words of the people next to me, when they are watching the lanterns here, they may have met the prostitute’s former benefactor, and normal people would treat it as nothing. See it or don't know it, but the person in front of them is obviously not among the normal people.

Seeing the woman who used to serve by his side, now smiling coquettishly next to such a fat man, completely ignoring the aloofness when she was in front of him, how can I feel comfortable.

Then he stepped forward to provoke him.

Who is Xue Da fool, that is Jinling Yiba, who has never been afraid of anyone since he was a child!

When I first arrived in the capital, I was a little restrained for a few days because I changed a place, but I quickly got used to it. I have a lot of money and property in my hand, and no one is in control. No. [-] in the world, whoever refuses to accept it will kill you with money.

Now there is someone on the opposite side who dares to say something to mock him?That's okay, and if there was a disagreement, he ordered the people around him to do it, and beat him up before talking.

Fortunately, the long follower beside him has some knowledge, he knows that the capital city is different from Jinling, and even a sect may be related to any government or official. Looking at the person opposite with his nostrils on the top of his forehead, he is afraid that it is true. There is some background, so I wholeheartedly persuaded my young master not to act rashly.

But Xue Pan couldn't understand his good intentions, he always felt that this servant was disobedient, he raised his hand and gave two slaps directly, and saw the long follower knelt on the ground, and kicked him directly.

This move even made the young man opposite him who looked like a dog, but with a bit of acrid expression burst into laughter.

"Master, I thought you were some kind of person! Now that I look at it, I can't even control a servant. I don't know where you are from the country bumpkin. You haven't been weaned yet. Do you want to go home and lie in your mother's arms?" cry?"

What he said was so vulgar, it was not what a nobleman should say, even Jia Amnesty frowned.

Although Xue Pan's character is not very good, but he is a filial person. When he heard that the other party dared to mention his old lady, he couldn't bear it. He yelled and rushed up. They either raised their fists and rushed forward, or stood by his side, and even the long follower who had been admonishing him stood up and stood by his side to protect him.

Just now Jia Amnesty was about to ask someone to stop drinking, but he heard Jia Cong ask in a hoarse voice, "Who is that person opposite, do you know?"

The Wang Shanbao family has lived in the capital for a long time, and he knows some ordinary people, so he hurriedly replied, "Back to the third master, that should be the only son of the Qiao family. There is no one in the family in the officialdom, but his sister She was originally a concubine of the Prince of Xining, but after giving birth to two sons, she was promoted to a side concubine. It is said that even though she is a little older now, because the two sons she gave birth to are both smart and clever, even this side concubine is very good. He is favored by the King of Xining."

Jia Cong nodded, and drank some tea with Jia Amnesty's hand to moisten his throat. Although he was a little better, he coughed lightly, but there was still some foreign body sensation in his throat. It seemed that his tonsils or throat were about to become inflamed.

In a bad mood, he frowned, passed his father, and directly told Wang Shanbao, "Leave two people here to watch, don't let them make things worse, let's take a detour."

Although Wang Shanbao was a little puzzled, in recent years, he also knew that this little master was better than the old lady Lian Erye when he said a word in front of the master, so he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he directly ordered the driver to go around in a circle and go to the I went around where there were few people.

Fortunately, when they came, the crowd had formed a circle, and their chariots and horses were only circling around the periphery, and they were not squeezed inside, otherwise it would be difficult to squeeze out at this time.

Jia Cong could not help being a little stunned when he saw the dense circle of people from behind the curtain, as well as the bursts of applause and exclamation. Time and space have not changed.

The carriage quickly drove back to Rongguo Mansion. Jia Cong took a hot bath and drank a bowl of hot ginger soup. In bed, but even after all this effort, a high fever came up in the middle of the night.

Simply, Yingying and Xu'er were all doing their best to serve him, and they had the cold medicine prescription left by the former imperial physician. The two of them boiled the medicine and fed him a bowl.

Only then did I finally manage to suppress the high fever in the morning, but I had no strength in my body. Although there was a lot of trouble in the evening, it was all in Jia Cong's own room. People dare to disturb Jia Amnesty and Mrs. Xing.

Therefore, the two of them found out that he hadn't come to pay his respects, and they found out about it after careful questioning.

Jia She angrily scolded all the maids and maids in his son's room, but they all had red eyes from suffering, and they didn't say anything about severe punishment.

It's not yet the first lunar month, so it's not good to invite the imperial physician with great fanfare. Although Jia Cong kept saying that it was nothing serious, Jia Amnesty and Mrs. Xing were worried after all, so they invited a well-known old doctor in Beijing to come and see Pass.

Jia Cong saw that the old man with graying beard and hair called Tianmai for a long time, and said a lot of words, but in fact it can be summed up in two points, one is a little frightened, and the other is that he was frozen.

Although he was a little speechless about his cloudy expression, this person was able to know that he was frightened just by taking the pulse without asking a doctor.

Looking at the prescriptions he prescribed, they are similar to those prescribed by the imperial physician before, the difference should be that some shocking ingredients have been added.

After drinking the medicine for two days according to the prescription, although I dozed off a little more, my health was mostly healed, and I became more energetic.

Jia Amnesty also lived in the front yard for the past two days, closer to him, and came here a few times a day, taking care of this and that, and ordered the little maids in the house to turn around, which made Jia Cong a little angry. It's funny, I don't know when my father became such a slut, and he muttered there that his unlucky luck this time must be due to bad feng shui in the house, and wanted to completely change the layout of his house.

Jia Cong was speechless for a while when he heard this, did he go out for something, okay?What's the matter with the furnishings in the house!Behind my father's back, I sighed helplessly, and could only lie there and change the subject, "Daddy, what happened to the people who followed me that day?"

Hearing this, Jia Amnesty couldn't help snorting coldly, and there was a chill on his face. At this moment, he had an inexplicably powerful aura, which even affected Jia Cong, but this aura came and went quickly. .

After a moment, he changed back to the old master Jia who was a bit confused and drunk, waved his hand at Jia Cong and said, "Don't be afraid, my dear son, those old men will be cleaned up for you, and they will all be sent to Zhuangzi to do it. Coolie."

Jia Cong was a little speechless, there were not many trustworthy people in Dafang, and these were all direct descendants of direct descendants, so it would be too wasteful to send them to Zhuangzi like this.

But this time such a big thing happened, although they are not entirely at fault, but after all, they almost had an accident, and they can't be forgiven lightly, otherwise they won't show their majesty. It's good to let them stay in Zhuangzi for two months, sober up Yes, when the time comes, I will find an excuse to call them back one by one, and it will save some people from always being unable to recognize their positions.

The father and son were chatting about the family affairs without saying a word, but a woman came to report outside, saying that the old lady had something to do, and asked the master to come over.

Unless there is something that is not good for her father, the old lady will never take the initiative to invite people over.

Jia Cong was a little worried when he heard that, just because he was sick, he didn't attend the banquet in the mansion for a few days, and he didn't go to the old lady's place to greet him, so he got up immediately, changed into thick clothes, and wanted to go with him Please go over there.

Seeing that he was in good spirits, Jia Amnesty thought that he would go over there to have a joke with his brothers and sisters, and maybe he would get better soon, so he didn't stop him, and the father and son went to Rongqing Hall in a car fully dressed.

When we got there, we found that Sanchun and Daiyu Baochai Baoyu were both there. Even Shi Xiangyun was picked up by Jiamu after the fifteenth day, and he was picked up from the historian's house under the excuse of Jia Mu. It is said that he has been living in Daiyu's original residence .

He and Jia Huan have never been bothered by this person, so Jia Cong didn't bother to talk to her. Moreover, after the Chinese New Year, he was already eight years old, and it's better to avoid some things, so he didn't make do with the sisters. The old lady invited Ann, and she didn't know if she knew that she had just been ill, anyway, she didn't hear a word of comfort, only "Brother Cong, don't be so naughty, you are making trouble with your sisters and Baoyu." So he sent him away.

I really want to roll my eyes at the old lady, Baoyu has always been making trouble with them, okay, when did such an obedient child like him do such a thing?

But it is not clear to reason with an old lady, so I can only helplessly agree, turn around and see that Jialan Jiahuan is also there, and I heard that these two people have also entered the private school, so I found a place to sit with them Talk in one place.

Brother Huan was taught by Aunt Zhao, basically he could only see the things in front of his eyes, so he scrambled to go to the family school, but he was dazzled by the eight taels of silver every year. What can he learn? Things, first of all, I am an unpredictable person, and second, I lack control. The atmosphere in the three schools is like that. The old man has become more and more powerless as he gets older, and he just dawdles in his daily life and doesn't pay attention to his education, like Lan Er It's hard for someone who wants to get ahead like that to learn a name, let alone Jia Huan who dawdles like this.

So, after chatting for a long time, apart from Jia Cong and Jia Huan having a few homely chats at the beginning, the rest of the time was actually explaining the scriptures and sentences to Jia Lan. Jia Huan was so bored that he was about to fall asleep, but he didn't have another one of his age to play with him. Even if he was about to fall asleep on the table, he refused to go away, and only stared at him with big resentful eyes. Watching the two of them non-stop.

Those bright eyes, together with a bit of residue that fell on his cheeks from what he just ate, if not for the bright and clean clothes on his body, would have completely resembled a stray dog ​​he had met before.

I couldn't help laughing lowly, picked up a piece of snack and fed it to him, reached out and touched his head, and said "Good boy!"

Originally Brother Huan had a snack stuffed in his mouth, and he was a little happy to think that this brother had forgotten about his nephew without seeing his nephew, but that's good! As soon as the word came out, he almost choked.

Is this coaxing a kitten?Or coax the puppy?It's too scary, isn't it!

Jia Lan, who was beside him, also changed his appearance as a little adult, and burst out laughing with a 'puchi'.

Jia Cong's behavior just now was completely unconscious, and he only realized it after the two had a fight at this time, but he didn't have any embarrassing thoughts at all. Seeing Jia Lan laughing at Brother Huan there, he took another snack and handed it to him with a smile. To his lips, "Brother Lan, don't envy you Uncle Huan, Uncle Cong will give you a piece too!"

Jialan lost his father since he was a child, and since he was sensible, he has acted like a little adult. His little face turned red when he was teased like this, and his eyes were a little at a loss, but because he was a junior, he didn't dare to resist. The appearance made Jia Cong and Jia Huan two bad uncles look at each other, and they both made up their minds that this nephew should be more teasing in the future, this face is too tender!

They were having fun here, but Jiamu's voice gradually became louder. Jia Cong listened carefully, as if Jiamu was accusing something, and Jia Amnesty stood there and defended loudly, but look. From the eyes of everyone in the room, it was clear that there were not many people standing on his side.

Some people couldn't hear clearly here, so he tried to get closer, and after a few words, he already understood the ins and outs.

Sure enough, if these people have such a small matter, they will bring it to the father. Could it be that the father owes them something?

Although he was sick and lying in bed these few days, he still knew some things, including Jia Amnesty's generous thank you gifts to the shopkeeper of the restaurant and the families of the four.

There was also Xue Pan and the uncle of the Qiao family they met on the road. It is said that in the end, the people on both sides fought for real, which alarmed the soldiers and horses in the five cities, and they were all arrested in the end. Aunt Xue finally got it. At Mrs. Wang's place, Jia Lian finally came forward to bail Xue Pan out, and after hosting a banquet and dragging favors, he settled the one from the Qiao family.

Lian's second brother is at least from their eldest house's side, and he has already done his best, but now he is able to pass by because of the sentence "someone saw the carriage of the old man in the mansion at that time"!And he came to make trouble with his own father, should he be a little naughty?

Although he was angry in his heart, the smile on his face remained unchanged. It was not because his father was so angry that he lost his composure because he had such an old lady and such a family in his heart!

These are nothing in his heart, he just wants to make the people who bully his father unhappy!

He waved his hands to Brother Huan and Brother Lang, and walked out with a smile.

Obviously that looks very cute, but both Jia Huan and Jia Lan couldn't help shivering. They don't understand why, such a brother/uncle seems a bit scary!