Prince of the Red Chamber wins rebirth

After throwing up for a while, Yang Mu was finally sober, but his heart was still fuzzy, this boiled human flesh, and then divided, it is the blessing meat of the first year of junior high school, this is really too scary.

Suddenly I remembered that when I entered the Hanlin Academy for the first time, the academician in charge of the academy still had a proud expression, saying that only the Hanlin Academy will have the blessed meat bestowed by the Holy Lord every year, and can take it home, benefiting the family members, and everyone else is like that. Rong Youyan's appearance.

If the academician in charge of the academy knew how much meat this big cauldron had cooked, he would definitely regret it!

Yang Mu was mixed back into the seat, anecdotes brought tea, and after rinsing his mouth, he finally regained his composure.

Glancing at the back of the shopkeeper, he looked ordinary, belonging to the type that would be unrecognizable when thrown into the crowd, and he was less than 40 years old, but he had a smiling appearance.

Jia Daihua sighed inwardly, "This is the old man's property, nephew, don't be afraid."

Yang Mu twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, cursing inwardly, not saying it earlier.

The shopkeeper served hot food and wine again, and made a pot of frozen top oolong, then returned to the back kitchen to work.

"I don't know what is the purpose of Shi Bo's frank confession today?"

Jia Daihua poured a cup of Zicha, put it on a lacquer plate with a red double phoenix pattern inlaid with gemstones, and handed it to Yang Mu. "It's just that I feel uncomfortable in my heart, and I just want to find someone to talk to. My nephew, don't think too much."

Yang Mu was almost vomited blood by Jia Daihua, an old fox. He just talked casually, and said such words that could destroy the nine tribes;

Jia Daihua looked at the hot air rising from the sea of ​​pink tea with blue-white glazed lotus patterns and petals, "Nephew, don't be angry. Respecting the old and loving the young is also a virtue. Listen to the old man talking about it!"

Jia Daihua picked up the sea of ​​tea and poured it into the smelling cup and took a deep breath, as if to say that it was really good tea, "This old man can be regarded as worthy of his ancestors in this life, only the second son can't let go. Not good, I tried my best that year, but I got a fellow Jinshi back, but unfortunately most of the time I was sick, I guess I will drink tea in the Imperial Academy in this life." Sipping tea, continued : "Second Zijing, he is quite talented, and he can read well. It's a pity that he is too arrogant, and he probably won't be able to become a great talent in the future."

Looking at it this way, although the Ningguo Mansion is now very prosperous, it is full of dangers, and the biggest crisis is that there is no successor.

The eldest son is sick and may die at any time.The second son pretends to be noble, fearing that mortals will disturb his practice, he studies and indulges in Huang Lao's learning every day, with the appearance of cultivating to become an immortal with a pure heart and few desires.

No wonder Jia Daihua was anxious, "These two sons are both Jia's legitimate sons, and they should support each other. One civil and one martial arts, it's impossible to think like this. The remaining sons are not only young, but also unable to make it to the stage. Don't mention it." Whatever."

Gently put down the teacup, "It's okay for me to be in this mansion for a day. It will be really troublesome when I'm gone. After all, people are dead, and the grievances will continue to continue."

Yang Mu agrees with this statement very much, grievances are like blood, they can always be passed down from generation to generation, otherwise the emperor always likes to punish the nine clans, isn't it just for insurance, once and for all.

Yang Mu got up and personally picked up the tea cup from Jia Daihua, filled it with tea, and handed it over. Only then did he see that Jia Daihua used a jade teacup with a jade dragon taotie pattern on it. You can tell it's extraordinary just by looking at it.

Yang Mu said in a deep voice: "My nephew has also admired the two elder brothers for a long time. If elder brother Jia takes up a post in the Imperial Academy, I will ask Brother Jing to take care of me." Cross talk, is there any evidence? Even if it’s not something I saw with my own eyes, I still have to feel a level or two of sincerity.”

It was rare for Jia Daihua to smile at Yang Mu from the bottom of his heart, "There is nothing. If half of the items are really passed on, I guess I won't be able to sit here and drink tea with you."

With a click, a piece of jade pendant was left behind, "If you have any trouble, you can go to the owner of the other half of the jade pendant." He said suddenly: "The taste of this restaurant is good. Sometimes you can order a pot of tea, and you can stay here all day."

Jia Daihua braved the wind and snow and left.

Yang Mu didn't get up, but just looked at Jia Daihua's back, and suddenly felt that the other party was a bit desolate.

When I came back to my senses, I began to think carefully, what is the meaning of Jia Daihua's every move, and is it true?If it is true, why tell yourself that the Jia family has been reduced to the point where it can only be handled by an "outsider"?Or maybe the matter between himself and Jia Amnesty has been widely circulated.

Thinking about the whole thing again, it can really catch up with the strange novels.My head was getting too big thinking about it, and I couldn't figure it out, so I simply decided to go back to the house first.

The servant next to him came in, bowed and said, "Eldest young master, I have brought the family carriage here. The snow is getting heavier, so it's better not to ride a horse." He shook the coat on his hand, it was a leather cloak, The golden clothes are made of duck feathers, with dark patterns embroidered on them. Yang Mu could tell at a glance that it was the embroidery work of his mother. After putting it on, he felt very warm and comfortable.

After leaving the tavern, he boarded the carriage, listened to the sound of the wheels turning, and thought about things.

On the other side, Chang Sui had already handed over a bag, which contained warm plum cakes, smelled the aroma, and finally felt hungry, after a day of tossing and eating with Jia Daihua, his stomach was already flattened.After receiving the rose cake, I ate seven or eight yuan with hot tea before I could barely stop.

Returning to Yang's Mansion, he stepped in and came out again.The long follower was extremely puzzled, "Eldest young master, you might as well go back to the mansion first, my aunt is back today. My wife has specially told you to come back and pay her respects." Shrinking his neck, "Besides, it's so cold and it's getting dark soon. If there is heavy snow blowing goose feathers, you will not be able to get well if you are sick."

Yang Mu nodded, "After I've changed my clothes, I'll go to say hello to my aunt. You all go back too, it's so cold."

When Mrs. Yang returned to her natal family, Yang Mu, as a junior, had to pay a visit.What's more, Yang Mu also wanted to know about Wang Zisheng's situation. The last time he heard Lin Ruhai say that he was about to return to the imperial court, there was no further information.

Yang Mu changed into his normal clothes and went to the main courtyard.Not only my aunt Yang, but also my father Yang Jie, accompanied by my mother Li.

Seeing Yang Mu coming in, Yang smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, brother is getting better and better."

After Yang Mu greeted his parents with a smile, he greeted Yang Shi, "My aunt always makes fun of my nephew. But my cousin, I haven't heard from you for a long time, so I don't know what to do."

There was a bit of sadness between Yang's brows, and he forced a smile: "Brother Sheng is fine, it's just that he's been away for so long, and he doesn't know when he will come back?"

Yang Mu comforted him: "Cousin Sheng will definitely gain military merits if he goes there, and when he comes back, he will honor his ancestors."

Yang Shi reluctantly said, "I'll just borrow our brother Mu's auspicious words."

Yang Mu changed the topic, and turned to talk about his little cousin Wang Ziteng, "Mr. Qian has always liked to drink and compose poems. The weather is beautiful these days. Why don't you let Brother Teng follow your husband to live in Zhuangzi for a while, and study?" Some literati are doing it." If they hit it off, they can still be accepted as disciples. After all, such people with real knowledge are willing to be a gentleman, which is very rare.

When Yang heard this, there was joy in the eyebrows, and he hesitated: "It's not that I heard that Mr. Qian doesn't like to accept disciples anymore. Will this be counterproductive?"

Yang Mu said: "It depends on fate. If you fall in love, it's not impossible. Auntie doesn't know, that was how Mr. Jia Shixiong from Rongguo Mansion fell into Mr. Qian's eyes and was accepted into the family. Moreover, Mr. taught him One or two is also good. Take a step back and let Brother Teng go and relax for one or two. "

Yang nodded, "Then please leave everything to Brother Mu."

Mrs. Li said with a smile: "Grandma should order them to be juniors if they have something to do. Today is just a day to eat some hot food. I ordered the cook to take out the copper pot and cut the mutton and beef into thin slices, as well as side dishes from the village. , let’s eat directly from the pot.”

Yang said, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Mrs. Li went down to make preparations in person, and Yang Jie pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down! Listen to your aunt."

Yang Mu sat on Yang's lower arm according to the rules.

Yang said: "I really don't know what to do. There has been no news from Brother Sheng for a long time. A few days ago, I heard from human beings that the front line is not good. It seems that I have suffered from typhoid fever and fell ill. It hurts me. I can't eat well at home, I can't sleep well, I wanted to let the head of the family go and send some things, but I was stopped by the master, saying that these days are not easy to be busy." Wiping tears with a handkerchief, he said sadly : "It's not a lot of trouble, if Brother Sheng has something good or bad, how can I live!"

Yang Jie sighed: "Brother-in-law is also careful. After all, these days, every house is closed, for fear of offending the higher-ups. After all, the turmoil has not passed, so we must be cautious at this time."

Yang Mu comforted: "Auntie, don't be impatient. In fact, it is good for Brother Sheng to return to Beijing later. It will save you from being implicated. It is really not peaceful in the court. There are military doctors in the army. If you really have typhoid fever, you will naturally get sick. There are notes, but the Ministry of War has only moved so far, and it must be spreading rumors."

Yang choked up and said, "I don't know this truth, but my mother has been worrying about my son traveling thousands of miles for so long. After all, there is no confirmation letter, no letter at all, it's really..."

Yang Jie interrupted Yang's crying, "Don't make wild guesses. If you are in a panic, go to worship Buddha and copy the scriptures. Naturally, someone else will take care of the rest. Just keep the door closed every day and take care of your family. Don't add to the chaos, there are people who will take care of the outside affairs."

Only then did Yang nodded, and Yang Jie sighed. After all, she was the younger sister of a direct relative, and said softly: "Don't worry! I will keep an eye on Brother Sheng, and I will tell you if I have any news. Your sister-in-law has prepared a pot and went to eat Bar!"

The author has something to say: I finally got up. My aunt came to visit these days. It hurts. There is no heating at home, and it’s cold and cold. It’s already past May Day, and I’m still wearing woolen pants at home. It’s so cold.{ {{(>_<)}}}