Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

After Jia Cong woke up in the morning, although he heard that the second master had invited the doctor over in the middle of the night, he didn't pay much attention to it, and he never thought of going to visit him.

There is no so-called family relationship between them, and the father is on top of the etiquette, so why should he make it difficult for himself to act as a filial nephew?

After eating a hearty breakfast, the people below came to report that the carriage of Prince Zhongshun had been waiting outside for a while, and asked him if he wanted to go there now.

Jia Cong nodded. He and Tu Sui had already agreed that today they would go to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing to see the improvement progress of cement and glass.

Because he was too tired yesterday, he got up a bit late. He must have been waiting for a long time at Tuli, right?

Thinking of this, he involuntarily speeded up his hands, changed his clothes for going out, and left the house with two boys who were serving him closely.

Looking at the carriage parked at the front corner, and Qin Feng who was waiting respectfully beside the carriage, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Although his expression remained unchanged, the corners of his mouth curled into a happy arc.

The speed of moving forward has not accelerated, but there is a sense of ease in every gesture.

Sure enough, as he expected, as soon as he walked to the side of the carriage, a pair of white but calloused hands stretched out from inside to firmly hold his hand, and brought him into the carriage with all his strength.

"Didn't I make an appointment to send someone to pick me up from the palace first and then go to Zhuangzi together?"

"I got up early, and I had nothing to do, so I came here in person." Tu Su said very casually, with a face of nothing.

Jia Cong smiled, and squinted at him from the corner of his eye, but did not refute him, "Is it too early to eat?"

"Don't worry, I've used it before. However, thinking that the steamed stuffed buns in Fuyuanlou are pretty good, I asked someone to buy some."

Jia Cong's eyes lit up involuntarily when he heard this. The steamed stuffed buns in Fuyuan Building are not known how they are made. If you want to eat their buns in the morning, you have to queue up.

The most hateful thing is that queuing is still a trivial matter, and they have set up a limited quantity, and each person in line can buy at most two copies!

There are too many masters in Jia's mansion, and his seniority is so young, he has to pay a lot of filial piety before he can eat anything delicious.

Therefore, if you want to eat a mouthful of steamed stuffed buns or something, you have to ask a lot of people to line up at the door of other people's stores. I didn't bother with it.

Fortunately, in recent years, he often went to Zhongshun Palace to hang out, so he ate a few more meals, and occasionally he could secretly take some back for his father.

It's been too busy for a while, and my mind is on the imperial examination and entertainment, I haven't eaten for a long time, and I'm helping, and I've already bought it from Tufu?Sure enough, it's on the road!

However, after rubbing his already full stomach, he couldn't help but look at the guy opposite him sadly. This guy must have done it on purpose, otherwise why didn't he call him out earlier?

He stared at him resentfully, and brought over the food box containing the buns, this food should be eaten while it is hot, it will not taste good when it is cold, and as for being propped or something, no one can die anyway!

Seeing the cheerful young man eating, Tufu smiled all over his face. He admitted that today he purposely lured him with something he couldn't refuse after he had finished his breakfast.

I pinched Brother Cong's arm, he is still too thin, he needs to eat more.

Seeing that he had almost eaten, he poured a cup of warm hawthorn water for him to digest, and asked casually, "Yesterday, your house seemed to be very lively?"

Jia Cong curled his lips, this question is all nonsense, just passed the test, as long as it is a Jinshi family, which one is not full of guests, "It's just old relatives, there are no outsiders."

Tu Fu nodded, he knew all these things, and he didn't focus on them, "I heard Mrs. Bowling Hou brought her daughter to your house?"

Jia Cong nodded. He was also a little confused about this matter. It was never mentioned in the original book that this Shi Xiangqin had been to Jia's mansion, so he was a little puzzled when he saw it at the female family's place yesterday.

When Tu Su asked this, his eyes were fixed on Jia Cong to see his reaction.

Seeing that he didn't show a happy expression, and even showed some doubts in his brows and eyes, this kind of attitude inexplicably made Tu Su very satisfied, and the smile on his face became more real.

Since I got the news from the dark guard yesterday that there are many families with daughters coveting their precious teenagers, the anger that filled the bottom of my heart was extinguished a lot at once.

He is selfish, apart from himself and the emperor's brother, the boy in front of him can distract him a little bit, and he doesn't have much scruples about the idea that other people are the father, queen and queen.

Therefore, after hearing the news, his first reaction was to know if the young man had thought of marrying a wife. As long as he didn't think about it, he would be able to deal with it calmly.

As for the so-called parents' order and the matchmaker's words, it is actually the best solution to the problem. I believe in Buddhism in this dynasty. As long as I find a respected old monk to discuss it, there is nothing that cannot be solved...

Of course, Brother Cong doesn't need to know about these things!

Knowing that although the young man is confused about certain things, he is sometimes damn sharp, so he is even more careful when asking, "Why, is there something wrong with that girl?"

He glanced sideways at the people around him, not understanding why he had to discuss other girls today, and couldn't help but feel a little nasty, the little buns he just ate didn't seem so delicious anymore.

I didn't want to answer, so I said perfunctorily, "It's just a quick meeting, so I don't know if it's good or not!

Shouldn't you first introduce to me the improvement progress of cement and glass? "

This is the first time that Tu Sui has seen a boy avoid a certain topic with such a lame reason. You must know that although he came up with the cement and glass prescriptions, he himself is not that interested in this aspect. The conversation is not strong.

But now he took the initiative to turn the topic to those things?

Surprised in my heart, I took a closer look at the young man's expression, and found that he just didn't want to continue the chat, and there was no shyness in it, so he was relieved. Although he didn't understand, he still changed the subject according to his meaning.

It was early spring, the mountains and flowers were blooming outside, and the singing of birds and warblers was a beautiful sight. The two of them left the capital by car all the way to a remote village.

The first time Jia Cong came to this Zhuangzi, he felt very novel. The outer wall was thick and even a small moat was dug. The towers and arrow towers at the corner of the gate were all available. They should all belong to someone, but they are just hiding inside so that people cannot see their faces clearly.

The building inside is very simple. There are two rows of houses in the front and back, and the row in the back is supposed to be for people to live in. There are some living utensils scattered in front of the door.

The front row is more crude. If you guess correctly, it should be a workshop. Before you get close, you can hear some voices coming from inside, which shows that the people inside are very busy.

Such tight defenses even made Jia Cong think of the prison in his previous life. Sure enough, the status of craftsmen in this era is not high. Even the master craftsmen of Zaozao Bureau can be guarded so casually. Thinking of this, I feel a little uncomfortable .

However, here he thinks more about himself, is it true that if he loses his status as a family member, he will also be reduced to being guarded and slaughtered?

Shaking his head, they are different after all, what's more, he now has the status of the number one scholar, and in this era of scholars, farmers, businessmen, he is already fundamentally different from these people.

Even, as long as he does not rebel, even the emperor cannot easily kill himself.

Shouldn't it be fortunate that although the current dynasty is empty, it is more inclined to the Song Dynasty and treats scholars extremely preferentially.

Come to think of it, if you go to the Ming or Qing Dynasty that kills scholars like pigs and dogs, then there is really no way to survive!

These emotions were pouring out for no reason in his head, but they didn't show on his face.

Looking at the newly paved concrete road under my feet, it is rougher than the cement floor in the previous life, and the hardness is temporarily incomparable. However, compared with the inconvenience of the mud road and the high cost of the bluestone road, in this era, this kind of cement The emergence of the road is already a miracle.

When Tu Sui introduced him, there was an undisguised show off in his mouth, maybe he was infected by him, and Jia Cong, who was still a little picky and disdainful, lowered his standards rarely, and put the dissatisfaction that had already reached his mouth Swallowed it back again.

Even, looking at the rough concrete road under his feet, and the large water storage tanks made of cement every ten meters on both sides of the road, he felt the same kind of pride in his heart.

Well, such a specification of cement can be produced in such a short period of time, and with continuous improvement, I believe it will not be long before this cement should be able to achieve the smooth mirror-like effect he wants, right? !

These ancient craftsmen are indeed not ordinary people!

Tu Sui just brought him over to see the results, so he was naturally reluctant to let him drill into the dusty workshop. After visiting the newly laid road, he took him directly along the cement road to another direction.

Across a moon gate, there are two worlds, one side is a bare layout similar to a modern factory, and the other side is a typical small bridge and flowing water.

Beautiful bamboo forests, exquisite houses, a lake in front, and a flock of ducks and geese...

Tu Su pointed to the faintly visible houses next to the bamboo forest, "Those are the places where the Zaozao people live."

Jia Cong nodded, then the houses over there are for ordinary craftsmen or people who are on duty at night.

Not allowing Jia Cong to think about it, he was led by the slightly excited Tu Sui into a house.

Rao Jia Cong thought he was well-informed, so he couldn't help being amazed at this moment. There was a room full of glass products, not to mention transparent cups of all sizes, and the potted plants of all kinds alone made people feel astonished. One cannot look away.

"This is actually a crabapple?" The green leaves, pink and gorgeous flowers, and light yellow stamens, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is exquisitely crafted.

The clump of green bamboo next to it is also very flavorful, and even the green and clear color that looks like a streamer is much more lovely than the bamboo forest outside.

He also looked at other kinds of flowers, each of which was irresistible. It was also the first time he discovered that this glass product could be so dazzling.

Turning in the other direction, red koi, translucent lobsters, imaginary nine-color deer...even dragons!

"How long has it been, and so many things have come out?"

Seeing his unbelievable look, Tuli couldn't help but smirked, "You underestimate the people under me, these things are only a little difficult at the beginning, once they make one , there are no other secrets."

Jia Cong didn't think of this before, and nodded in agreement after hearing this, "These things are going to be sent to the palace?"

"Yes, I came here this time to personally escort them into the palace." I was a little annoyed as I said this, "I originally thought that they would be presented on the Emperor's Longevity Day, and at least I could save a birthday present."

Knowing that he just used this to vent because the emperor has been a little restless recently, he didn't really want to do that.

But he couldn't help but sneered, and squinted at him, "Who's stopping you from waiting until Longevity Day? It's only half a year, can't you wait?"

Tu Fu smiled sheepishly, he really couldn't wait, how much less money he would earn in half a year, and when he had money in hand, he could afford ten more birthday gifts.

Seeing him staring at the small set of Eighteen Arhats, he hurried forward and said courteously, "Take this set back and play with it."

Jia Cong couldn't help frowning, "Don't you want to advance?"

"Don't worry, there are plenty of big things, but these small things are reserved for the empress dowager and brother, and there are several sets of spares for each of them." He blinked his eyes, "Wait a minute Whatever you fancy, as long as it’s not a separate piece, pack it all together.”

"That's what you said. If you don't like me more, you will regret it again."

"Cong'er is too contemptuous of people. You are the one who came up with this recipe. It's the first time you come up with something. You can play with it yourself. Even the emperor brother won't bother."

"I told you, you can call me Yanzhang!"

Jia Cong really resented that 'Cong'er' very deeply, and he couldn't help being irritable when he heard it.

How could Tufu not know his knot, but since the word 'Yanzhang' was announced, too many people have called it, reminding him of the way he used to say Yanzhang in the same year.

He couldn't yell out, and he was so narrow-minded that he didn't want to be treated the same as those strangers.

Seeing that the boy had lost his baby-fat little face and was bulging into a bun again, he couldn't help but quickly stretched out two fingers to pinch it.

Jia Cong was the most annoying person to pinch his face, and he kicked him directly, but his force value was not enough, he didn't kick him away, but he was hugged in his arms.

He raised his elbow and struck at the opponent's abdomen. The two of them fought like this not once or twice. How could Tu Sui let him succeed? Relying on the dual advantages of height and force, he firmly controlled the person. However, he I don't want to really annoy the young man, otherwise he will be the one who suffers.

He hurriedly spoke to divert his attention, "You don't like me calling you Cong'er, so how about we change it to Zhang'er?" He insisted on something unique!

Why does it have to be called so naively?

And why does "Zhang'er" always make him think of cockroaches or octopus involuntarily?There is no good thing!

After thinking about it, I was really in awe of these two words, so I could only say, "Why don't you call me Yanyang."

The word 'yan' means continuation, which is the word my father likes, and the word 'yang' is his previous name. Since he wants to be unique, then it's okay to combine these two characters, right? !

"But what is the allusion?"

He rolled his eyes in displeasure, the allusion of fart, but if he thought about it, this person wouldn't believe it, so he could only take out the five elements and eight characters of Jia's old man.

Fortunately, 'Yang' is also the main fire, so it makes sense!

After hearing this, Tu Fu nodded in satisfaction. Although he didn't make a clear statement, he only called Cong Ge'er Yanyang after that, and never called him "Cong'er" or "Zhang'er" again!

After reading everything, there are neither good cooks nor special dishes in this village, so the two of them have no plans to have lunch here.

All the things he was going to take back were packed up, Jia Cong only picked out a few sets of chic little things, and Tu Sui brought the rest into the palace.

Before leaving, Jia Cong took out a few blueprints that he had prepared earlier, one was a magnifying glass, and a clairvoyance, and the other was a distorting mirror. It is purely for entertainment, or it can also be given some warning meaning. Anyway, the mouths of literati have always been proud of saying that black is white, and white is red.

When he couldn't see the surprised eyes of Tu Su next to him, Jia Cong explained the blueprint to the master craftsman of the Zaozao Bureau in detail.

It is worthy of being a professional who has been doing these things for generations. Although he does not know the principle, he can understand it as soon as he explains it, and he can understand it. He is really a talent.

Resentment again, such a talent, why doesn't it belong to him? !

Tu Sui brought a large number of things into the palace to show off, Jia Cong went back to Jia's mansion alone, took a few big boxes to Jia Shen's study, heard that his father was drinking and listening to music with his aunts in the backyard, and let Someone called over.

For the sake of his father's health, Jia Cong has been a little stricter in the past few years, and finally got him out of the days of singing and singing every night, but it is not good to want him to completely stay away from women and stop drinking. possible.

According to Jia She's words, instead of living like a walking corpse without these things, it's better to live happily every day and die early in the supernatural.

The author has something to say: There are all kinds of parents in this world. I have seen a couple with three children in the family. The eldest daughter is like a maid. Since she was a child, she has to do most of the housework in the family and is nagged by her parents. reprimanded; the eldest son grew up being beaten and scolded like an enemy; only the youngest daughter is a treasure, she can say anything and do everything well, she was raised to be delicious and lazy, and she looks like the most obedient daughter of my family... PS : All three are biological! ! !

It's hard to understand! ! !