The True Winner of the Red Chamber

"Why not?" Zhen Yingjia asked back with a smile, looked up at Yaru who was standing aside, and motioned her to prepare something.

It's just that Yaru's face was a bit embarrassed, and she said: "Old lady, she," she hurriedly stopped after saying these four words, and persuaded: "Master, you yourself have been tired for a long time, and I am afraid that both of you will not be able to sleep well with the young master. .”

Zhen Baoyu pouted, looking unhappy.

Zhen Yingjia also turned cold, and looked at Yaru with sharp eyes like sharp arrows.Although it was under the banner of being good for him, Zhen Yingjia did not intend to let others make decisions for him in this life.

Yaru panicked, swallowed the sentence "it's for the master's benefit" and said, "I'll send someone to arrange it."

Only then did Zhen Yingjia nodded in satisfaction, with a slightly relaxed expression on her face.

Although the original owner was not close to the children, and the children's feelings for him were more than respectful and not close enough, but since their mother died, there were only a few of them left to depend on each other, so they couldn't be too close.

Besides, it's not that there is no place.

Although the original owner did not go to the main house after the death of the original wife, he moved to the study room for fear of hurting the scene, but although this place is called a study room, it is actually a courtyard with two entrances, seven rooms in width, and side rooms on the left and right. , There are also rockery and ponds in the yard.

Not to mention keeping my son here, it can accommodate dozens of people.

Although he got what he wanted, Zhen Baoyu clung to this rare family affection tightly, for fear that in the blink of an eye, his father would turn back to that serious person again.

So he still sat in Zhen Yingjia's arms, pulled his father's skirt, secretly looked at the two sisters, as if asking if this was true.

It's just that his father's arm kept patting his back, making his heart overflow with emotion.

Not long after, Yaru told the servants to prepare the things for the young master to sleep, and came back on tiptoe, still holding two palace lanterns, she said: "This is the new glazed lantern from below. I picked two plain colored lanterns. Yes, it's light and delicate, and it will be bright when the two girls go back later."

Zhen Yingjia nodded slightly, quite satisfied with Yaru's remedy.

It was already dark, and the three sons and daughters of the Zhen family were exhausted after a tiring day. Zhen Baoyu sat in Zhen Yingjia's arms and yawned unceasingly, leaning crookedly on his father, unable to straighten his head. up.

Zhilan and Zhiqi stood up, looked at the already lit palace lanterns on the table, and said in a low voice, still a little hesitant: "Father, we two will go back now."

Although the house is quite big, the two daughters are both under ten years old and still live in the same yard. Zhen Yingjia nodded and said, "Be careful on the road, don't walk too fast."

The two nodded, bowed slightly and saluted, one of them turned around and walked towards the door with a lamp in his hand.

It's just that as soon as the maid in front opened the curtain, the youngest daughter Zhiqi, who was walking behind, turned her head.

"I want to live here too!" She walked back in two steps, and quickly blew out the lamp, pretending to be calm, but there was some kind of flattery in her eyes, and she glanced at Zhen Yingjia.

Zhilan froze at the door, and subconsciously looked at her father.

Zhen Yingjia thought about it for a while, and shared the bed with his son. Although his daughter is not very old, this era is still a bit past, so he nodded slightly, and told Yaru: "Baoyu lives with me, Zhilan lives with Zhiqi." Between the west side."

The corners of Zhilan's mouth turned up slightly, but she still remembered the ladylike manner taught by her mother, so she returned calmly with the lamp in her hand, until she sat next to Zhen Yingjia again, and then exhaled softly.

Zhen Yingjia saw everything in her eyes, she was sad but also a little happy and relaxed.

Sadness is because of pity for these children whose mother died, and strictly speaking, their father is also missing.

As for joy and relaxation, for Zhen Yingjia, a wife is not a necessity, but a child, he has thought about it for decades.

Now there are three of them here, still so soft and cute, and relying on his father. Although there is still one in the capital, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to take him back to his side.

Zhen Yingjia smiled and said, "They all sleep here."

After finishing speaking, he told Yaru: "Send someone to tell the old lady so she won't worry."

Yaju didn't refute this time.

He waited for Yaru to go out, and he picked up Baoyu. Although the body left by the original owner was not strong enough, he had only slept for one afternoon, and his strength returned a lot, and because of the ten days of vigil, Baoyu was also much lighter, so It still showed the reliability and calmness of a father, and carried him safely to the bedroom.

Looking at the shining eyes of the children full of reverence, Zhen Yingjia said, "No matter how heavy you are, you won't be able to hug your father."

Zhen Baoyu sat on the bed and looked at the two sisters triumphantly, and said, "You are all heavier than me!"

At the same time, a few lines of small words appeared in Zhen Yingjia's mind.

Zhen Baoyu followed you.

Zhen Zhilan followed you.

Zhen Zhiqi followed you.

Zhen Baoyu likes you.

……

After a comfortable night's sleep, and feeling much better again, Zhen Baoyu took a few children to greet Zhen's mother in her room.

The Zhen family was originally the family of Zhong Ding, and the emperor lived in his house three times during his tours. The entire courtyard is also high-end in Jiangnan.

Along the way, Zhen Yingjia enjoyed a lot of beautiful scenery and listened to the immature voices of her son and daughter, as well as their very whimsical words, which made Zhen Yingjia feel much more relaxed.

Although the original owner's wife just died, it's hard to make any big moves in the past two or three months, but the so-called moistening things are silent, he walked along without nodding, or asking a few questions, and gained four more fans.

When we arrived at Zhen's mother's yard, after inviting An to have breakfast together, the children were taken away, and Zhen's mother left Zhen Yingjia to talk.

"Seeing that you have regained your energy, mother is relieved." Zhen's mother was relieved, and then turned to several children, "It's just a few of them who died, mother..." Halfway through this sentence, Zhen's mother regretted it Yes, he paused to look at his son's face again.

Seeing that Zhen Yingjia's face was a little darker, but she didn't look like she was unloved a few days ago, Mother Zhen continued, "Although I can't miss my homework, it's not good to invite sir to my house. Nian needs to stay at home quietly, so as not to be laughed at by others."

Zhen Yingjia agreed, and Zhen's mother continued: "Baoyu followed you to learn how to read, and my two granddaughters are learning needlework with me. It will take a year. Why don't you fire your husband first?"

After saying this, Mother Zhen fell silent and looked at Zhen Yingjia.

Naturally, Zhen Yingjia had nothing to object to, and he naturally understood what Zhen's mother meant. Although the husband in the family was a Jinshi, Jinshi is a rare item in the north, but it is very common in Jiangnan.

Not to mention that the original owner's wife is from Qingsong Academy, and it was originally planned that Baoyu would go to Qingsong Academy to study after he was seven years old. Although the lecturers there did not have Jinshi, almost half of the top three in the palace examination every three years From Qingsong Academy.

"Just as mother said."

Seeing her son agreeing, Mother Zhen also felt relieved, and said again: "I asked the accountant to sort out the people who came to express their condolences in person these days. When you are free, you have to write a letter to thank you..."

The original owner of these things was concerned with mourning his deceased wife. He never expected that only Zhen's mother, although sad, would not mess up her hands and feet. Basically, from the time of Li's death to the present, she was the one who was worrying about the family affairs. As for being messed up.

Zhen Yingjia was thinking, when a thought popped into her mind.

The gentleman invited by the Zhen family seems to be named Jia Lai.

The surname is Jia, the name is Hua, the word is Shifei, and the nickname is Yucun.

Jia Yucun was the one who was funded by Zhen Shiyin, passed the Jinshi examination and became the magistrate, but was later dismissed from office. Because of Lin Ruhai and Jia Zheng's recommendation, Jia Yucun finally became the magistrate in Yingtianfu.

Zhen Yingjia suddenly remembered that Jia Yucun had gone to the Lin family to teach Lin Daiyu after leaving the Zhen family.

On the surface, it seems that it is just a change of husband, and this gentleman has also won the Jinshi. Whether it is teaching the five-year-old boy of the Zhen family or the girl of the Lin family who was raised as a man since childhood, it is overkill to teach these children.

It is important to know that not only students pick teachers, but teachers can also pick students.

Even if the students of this era come out to teach, first of all, I am afraid that less than [-]% of them are willing to teach girls. With the money of the champion, they are willing to teach children enlightenment. The original owner has only met Jia Yucun when he lived so old .

In addition, Jia Yucun finally got a recommendation letter from Lin Ruhai... His teaching is not simple.

Zhen Yingjia shook her head, recalling the relationship between the original owner and Jia Yucun.In his eyes, the youngest son, who is good no matter what, is naughty in Jia Yucun's mouth, so he should be here.

The original owner was not born in the imperial examination, but he was also favored by the emperor. He was still a little jealous of these scholars who were born in the imperial examination, and even felt a little inferior when facing them, so it showed on his face that there seemed to be no hostility .

Unlike Lin Ruhai, he was a real student who studied hard for ten years, and was named on the gold list, and was personally named Tanhualang by the current emperor. Naturally, Jia Yucun and him have more common topics.

Jia Yucun, oh Jia Yucun, Zhen Yingjia sighed, if he goes to the Lin family to teach well, it's none of his business anyway.But if he dared to go outside to tarnish his son's reputation, then he couldn't help it.

Just as Zhen Yingjia was thinking, she suddenly found that Mother Zhen's voice like background music had disappeared. When she looked up, she saw Mother Zhen was looking at him.

His eyes were full of distress and pity.

Did she misunderstand?

Sure enough, Mother Zhen tentatively said in a low voice: "You have been busy these days, and you may not be in good spirits. Go back and rest first, leave the matter of dismissing Mr. to mother, and don't worry about writing letters. They are all good friends in normal life, and they will not think you have failed."

Originally, Zhen Yingjia wanted to take the opportunity of dismissing her husband to meet Jia Yucun, but just now, he thought of a good way.

Imperial examination!

Less than [-]% of people can read and write in this era, let alone those with fame.

There is even a rule: if a son or daughter of a person with fame and fame is used as a slave, he will be punished thirty times.

If he won the number one prize, even if he just won the Juren, the crown prince would have to return his daughter.

Thinking of this, Zhen Yingjia didn't care about other things for the time being, and planned to go to the study to make a total calculation, whether he could be admitted to the number one scholar.

That's right, if you want to play, play a big one.

Although she was a little anxious, Zhen Yingjia stood up calmly and said, "I'm going back first."

Mother Zhen nodded, and Zhen Yingjia had just walked out two steps when she saw the woman on the second door rushing in, "Master, old lady, it's not good!"

"What are you doing in such a panic!" Mother Zhen reprimanded immediately.

The old woman swallowed her saliva, trying to make her voice as calm as possible, "The Lin Family, the inspector of Yanyan, came to report the funeral...Master Lin's three-year-old son passed away last night!"