Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

Tu Su couldn't resist Brother Cong's eagerness to go home, but Brother Cong couldn't reject the group of people he stuffed in in the name of caring.

Therefore, when he left Zhongshun Prince's Mansion, he not only brought all the original team with him, but also added four more hidden guards, a nanny and two rough envoys.

To put it bluntly, he has no good servants around him.

Brother Cong just wanted to roll his eyes at him when he heard it. Could it be that there are not enough waiters inside and outside his house? people.

The nanny had a kind face, and she was well-spoken and well-spoken. The others didn't see anything unusual, and only after asking about it did they know that they could recognize medicine and poison.

Those two rough girls, apart from their mediocre looks and a bit "thick" figure, in other places, they really don't look like "rough" girls.

Looking at his age, he should be a year or two older than him. Although he is obese, his movements are extremely light, and he can even walk silently. If you think about it with your toes, you can tell that these two people are definitely training. The family, and most likely also belonged to the dark guard.

He did not shy away from letting Tu Sui let people go by his side, anyway, he had already developed the habit of not having much privacy with the girls, women, and servants around him.

Moreover, taboos are useless, these few were blatantly sent here to let him know, and they are also his helpers, but in private, he doesn't know how many are left, who can tell clearly.

Instead of worrying about those messy things, it's better to think about how to dig out the value of these people to the greatest possible extent. Waste is shameful, and it is better to make the best use of everything.

Although I thought so in my heart, I couldn't really show that I didn't mind at all, otherwise Tu Sui would definitely take care of him more and more in the future, so that I could deeply understand what it means to make progress.

Thinking about it this way, even though he wasn't going to push it away, there was still some anger on his face, and after arguing with Tu Su for a long time, he pretended to be persuaded, and reluctantly accepted him, but his face didn't turn for the better from the beginning to the end. , the harmed Tuli really didn't dare to make any excessive demands.

A mighty group of people entered Jia's mansion, Brother Cong personally arranged hidden guards, and asked people to take Madam Xu and the two maids to his own yard. I believe they can get along well by themselves.

If the running-in is not good, it can only mean that the level of these people is not even up to standard with the original people in his room.

At that time, it is enough to find a good one. The most indispensable thing in this era is people who are willing to sell themselves into slavery!

Frowning tightly, he is concerned about another matter now. On the way, he heard from Xiaoliu that the father and Lian's second brother have been performing the so-called father-son relationship today. Not only did they sit at the same table, they even Have a drink together?

Thinking of the red, swollen and damaged forehead that I saw yesterday, I feel depressed. Is it really wanting to drink, or is I feeling depressed, thinking of drinking to relieve my sorrow?

No need to ask the person concerned, just think about it and know that it must be because he told the people below not to give the master alcohol for the past two days, which made him rely on the second brother Lian.

As for Lian's second brother, when he saw his father, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He didn't dare to resist and refute at all, and he didn't know when he would get better.

He went straight to the small flower hall where they drank, and walked in without anyone notifying him.

Looking helplessly at Jia She, who was crying and laughing on the seat, he really wanted to say a few words, but seeing that old face and the sudden surprise in his eyes when he came in, his heart softened again, and he reached his mouth I can't say a word.

Jia Lian felt a little embarrassed watching from the side, but he really couldn't persuade his master, now that brother Xin is so old, he doesn't want to taste the taste of the board again, the pain is still a trivial matter, the key is to lose face too much.

But it was his fault for letting the master drink wine against the doctor's advice. He laughed dryly at the side, asked people to change the table, and changed the subject, "Try it, this is the goose that someone sent over from Xue's house." Zhang, it’s different from the one in our capital, it should be the flavor of Jinling, so it’s interesting to drink wine.”

Jia Amnesty was already drunk at this time, his eyes were a little squinted, he was leaning on the chair, and he was smirking at Brother Cong all the way, but looking carefully at his face, the clothes on his body, he should be crying and laughing just now with the strength of alcohol troubled.

Looking up at Jia Lian with questioning eyes, seeing Jia Lian nodding his head lightly, he could only smile helplessly.

The Jia family said it was a dispute between the two houses, but in fact it was a dispute between the old lady, the old lord, and Jia She, the head of the family.

In the beginning, the old lady entered, and Jia She retreated into the corner, degrading himself to the dust, so the superficial peace could naturally be maintained.

When Jia She didn't want to retreat anymore for himself and their children, the war would naturally break out, but at that time, the health of both the mother and the son was fine, so the noise was not very attractive, but it was not a big deal Big things.

Originally, the matter should have come to a conclusion here. After all, Jia She is the head of the family, and the old lady is his biological mother after all.

Unexpectedly, the ordinary family affairs, because of the troubles of those people outside, actually caused the second room to persuade the old lady to cross Jia Amnesty's bottom line again and again, and now the mother and son are not like mother and son, and brothers are not brothers.

No wonder Jia Amnesty used alcohol to drown his sorrows regardless of his health.

He lowered his head and sniffed, the second elder brother Lian still had a sense of proportion, only the weakest sweet-scented osmanthus wine was placed on the table, so he was a little relieved.

However, looking at the circle of white cloth still wrapped around the old man's head, he still ignored his objection and asked people to remove all the drinks.

Looking up and seeing Jia Lian looking at him as if seeing a savior, Brother Cong was also a little helpless. Although the relationship between the father and son has improved a lot in recent years, they have only returned to the level of ordinary father and son. How close they want to be? Don't even think about it.

Jia Amnesty's temper has always been shy, cowardly and a bit domineering. In the past, because of the filial piety in his heart, Jia Mu and Jia Zheng could bear it, but now they have completely torn their faces, and the whole house is only Cong'er who can listen to what he says. down.

While asking people to remove all the wine from the table, and boiled hangover soup, he asked the servants below to take off their big clothes, and sat down under Jia Amnesty, opposite Jia Lian.

Although Jia Amnesty was a little confused, he wasn't too drunk. Seeing that the flagon in his hand was going to be taken away, he immediately went to grab it. Brother Cong coaxed and threatened him, so he stopped, but The rest in the wine cup was unwilling to waste no matter what, and after grabbing it in his hand and drinking it up, he threw it to the waiter next to him.

He refused to drink the soup for sobering up, and refused to use any food. He staggered and stood up to go back to the bedroom. Brother Cong and Jia Lian hurriedly waited on him and sent him back. After washing, he looked at him. Lie down, arranged for the night watchman, and then turned out together.

Although the sky was getting dark now, it was not too late. The two brothers had something to talk about, so they simply turned back to the previous flower hall.

Brother Cong looked at the side dishes that had been refilled on the table by the servants, especially the goose palm, and took a bite to taste.

The taste is really special, and it tastes a little appetizing. He, who has already had dinner, couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks again. Since the father has gone back, there is no taboo over there, so he directly ordered the wine to be boiled. It must be more flavorful to eat with wine.

"Why did their family think of sending things to us?" Brother Cong was a little curious. In the past, any good things from Aunt Xue were sent directly to the old lady.

Hearing Jia Lian chuckled twice, "It's not just now that they start delivering things. Things are always smooth over there. Naturally, food and play are sent to the old lady. Other human relationships have actually been since they went to Beijing. Things haven't been broken, it's just that compared to Erfang's side, our side seems to be less dedicated."

Hearing this, Brother Cong understood that there is no airtight wall in the world. Although this gift was given in private, the words of these servants in the Rong Mansion must have been spread everywhere.

It's just because of the relationship between the second wife and Aunt Xue's sisters, although the wife and Sister Feng were unhappy, they couldn't say anything.

However, in Brother Cong's view, it's normal for people to give gifts like this because sisters are deeply affectionate. Besides, human relationships come and go. If they don't give much, their own side will naturally return less. This is actually not true. Nothing to count.

It's just that outsiders don't say that, and the servant's mouth is sometimes even more venomous, spreading it around must have hurt the face of the two leading wives, so they feel unbalanced.

Looking at the corners of his second elder brother's mouth that couldn't be concealed, there must be many people outside who have reversed the order of the two houses of the Jia family like the Xue family, so he can be so proud.

Brother Cong also laughed, which is also something to be happy about, but there are some things that I still need to remind my second brother, "Second brother has been on the alert outside recently, and the envelope was handed in, although His Majesty hasn't said anything yet. However, I am afraid that someone has already missed our family.

In order to avoid provoking His Majesty's wrath, even though they dare not do anything on the bright side because of small losses, if they push out a few discarded children and set up a trap to attract us to the bait, even if we finally track them down, they will not only make you feel bloody It will not do any good anymore. "

Jia Lian nodded. Although he didn't think it was a big deal, recently it was the time when Brother Xin was having fun. He had seen the master get along with Brother Cong. He had always been envious. , Those who have a good son are not important.

Thinking of this, he looked at Brother Cong with softer eyes, "Don't worry, Brother Cong, I'm doing things with the prince now, and I'll go back to the mansion immediately after I finish my errands, and I'll push off all other entertainment, and I will let them There is no opportunity to find any."

Brother Cong smiled and toasted Jia Lian, and heard him ask, "Why, we took the initiative to hand over Xuntian and the house, but your majesty confiscated it?"

Brother Cong shook his head. For these small officials and ordinary people, this matter is naturally just a small matter of repaying a house and land, but in the court, it is a big matter that involves the overall interests of a class, and it is not so easy to settle. can be solved.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to give himself two punches. He was really overwhelmed by anger these two days, so he only thought about knocking down those people with a slap.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, these things were not clear to Jia Lian. The two brothers talked and laughed for a while, and then went home without mentioning it.

The author has something to say: Uh, if I make it up, it may have to wait for me to write it smoothly (ˇ?ˇ)