The servant of Ying, the god of the Red Chamber, only loves farming

Baoyu shook her head, tightly guarding the flower shovel with both hands, and said, "No. The master is a liar! Just now I promised the prince not to stick to me, but now I want to smash my flower shovel."

Jia Zheng lost his patience and walked up to Baoyu in a few strides.

With a wave of his palm, Jia Zheng snatched the flower shovel from Baoyu's arms. The flower shovel was made according to the size of Baoyu's hand; Jia Zheng exerted some strength in his hand.

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Baoyu stared blankly at his beloved flower shovel being broken by the master.

Jia Zheng threw the broken flower shovel on the ground, pointed to Baoyu and said, "From today onwards, you will stay in this study to learn how to read! When you can read all the characters in the book I picked, you are not allowed to leave the study." .”

Baoyu stared at Jia Zheng angrily, the master is a bad guy!

Even if he broke his little flower shovel, he was not allowed to go out, and he was not allowed to eat!

Baoyu opened his mouth and took a bite, biting Jia Zheng's finger hard.

"Ouch!"

Jia Zheng threw Baoyu away in pain, and Baoyu sat on the ground and said loudly to Jia Zheng: "Master is not honest! Shame, shame!!! I want to tell my ancestors!" For Jia Zheng, it is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

Jia Zheng rubbed the hand covered with a row of teeth marks, and wanted to reach out and grab the little body on the ground since he took the cane from the boy's hand; he slapped his ass hard.

Against him, even his father would dare to bite him.

Baoyu was small and nimble, rolled sideways to avoid Jia Zheng's big hands, got up and ran around.

Baoyu saw the cane in Jia Zheng's hand, and there were a few words flashing beside the cane.

Rattan, liana.

Planting Difficulty: One star.

Function: The main instrument of torture for spanking.

The word "spanking" made Xiao Baoyu tremble, and hurriedly ran around the courtyard protecting her little butt.

Baoyu's body was as nimble and slippery as a loach, and he couldn't catch it; the servants around him seemed to be blocking him, but when the rattan was about to fall on Baoyu's body, they couldn't help but let him go.

There were even a few servants who "accidentally" beat Baoyu a few times to buy him some time.

After running for a few rounds, Jia Zheng gasped for breath.

Jia Zheng was so angry that he threw the cane in his hand on the ground, and looked down at the green sprout.

Jia Zheng strode towards the green seedling, and was about to step on it; the young green seedling was about to die.

Baoyu said anxiously, "No!" He rushed over to protect the seedling with his small body.

There were bursts of pain in the buttocks. Baoyu couldn't bear it and snorted. Baoyu kicked Jia Zheng firmly.

Jia Zheng was also taken aback, because he expected Baoyu to pounce on him.

You can see Baoyu's stubborn posture; Jia Zheng's hatred of iron but not steel has come up again.

Jia Zheng kicked again and shouted, "Baoyu!"

Baoyu tightly guarded the seedling, and despite Jia Zheng's scolding, he did not move his body.

Baoyu had just heard the miserable wailing of the green seedling, and he was determined to protect it.

Those little servants couldn't bear to see it anymore, and they also began to persuade them, but Baoyu refused to listen to the reason of death.

Jia Zheng stretched out his hand to pull Baoyu away, but Mrs. Wang who rushed over saw this scene.

Mrs. Wang mistakenly thought that Jia Zheng was going to beat Baoyu, and ran over to protect Baoyu, shouting, "Master, don't!"

Mrs. Wang ran over and pushed Jia Zheng aside, Jia Zheng couldn't stand still for a moment and sprained his waist.

The needle-like pain immediately hit half of Jia Zheng's body. Jia Zheng took a deep breath, but because of his face, he insisted on not calling for help.

Jia Zheng stood beside the two with a cold face and hands behind his back.

When Yuan Chun followed Wang Shi to see the pitiful younger brother lying on the ground, his heart ached and he hurried Baoyu into his arms.

Baoyu was still holding back tears with a sullen face, but when he saw his mother and his sister who loved him, he immediately released the grievances in his heart: "Mother! Sister." Baoyu put his arms around Yuanchun's neck and sobbed.

The weak call made Yuan Chun's heart twitch, and Yuan Chun gently hugged Baoyu to comfort the villain in his arms; he looked at Jia Zheng with a sense of complaint.

Yuan Chun said to Jia Zheng: "If the master punishes, please punish the daughter! Baoyu was brought up by the daughter herself, and the daughter is willing to accept the punishment for not teaching her brother well."

Jia Zheng saw that his daughter, whom he had always loved, was so obedient on a daily basis, but raised eyebrows at him because of Baoyu.

Jia Zheng felt a little displeased; but thinking about what happened after Yuanchun, Jia Zheng suppressed his anger and did not burst out.

Yuan Chun accidentally touched Baoyu's buttocks, and Baoyu bared her teeth for a while, her whole face crumpled into a ball.

Seeing this, Yuan Chun unbuttoned Baoyu's trousers and saw that the buttocks that should have been soft and white were now covered with bruises.

Mrs. Wang was very distressed when she saw the blue mark, and said to Jia Zheng in a cold voice: "Master is so cruel! Zhu'er has gone, and now I have only one son and one daughter left. Chun'er can't stay by my side for long, Baoyu is My lifeblood." Holding her two sons and daughters in her arms, Wang complained, "Didn't the master treat him like this and kill me?"

It's good that Wang didn't mention Jia Zhu, but when Jia Zheng was mentioned, he couldn't help but compare the two sons.

When Jia Zhu and Baoyu were their age, they had already familiarized themselves with a subset of classics and history, and even started school at the age of 14.

But what about Baoyu?

All my mind is on those strange skills and tricks.

Jia Zheng said angrily and sadly, "Don't mention Zhu Er! If he was half as eager to learn as Zhu Er, he wouldn't be like this today!" Thinking of Jia Zhu, Jia Zheng's heart ached like a piece of flesh had been gouged out.

His Pearl, she fell ill when she was only twenty.Every time Jia Zheng thinks of it, he regrets it.

Jia Zheng glanced at his second son, Baoyu's bruises on his buttocks were very glaring; looking at the little man crying in Yuan Chun's arms with his eyes swollen like peach pits, Jia Zheng's anger just now seemed to vent. The gas ball dissipated.

Jia Zheng regretted himself a little bit, and acted harshly just now.

But if Baoyu plays around all day long, if he doesn't strictly discipline him, what should he do in the future?

Jia Zheng wanted to stretch out his hand to comfort Baoyu, but he didn't expect this move to pull Baoyu's waist again. Cold sweat broke out on Jia Zheng's painful forehead;

Mrs. Wang hurriedly asked the young man to find a spring stool to carry Baoyu back to the old lady's house, and then invited the imperial doctor to treat her.

Pearl stopped a few servants to help Qingwen, and Sheyue and the others quietly helped her back.

Jia Baoyu was lying on the bed, and Yuan Chun took the ointment from the servant girl's hand and applied it to Baoyu herself.

Yuanchun was ten years older than Baoyu, and she had taken care of Baoyu's younger brother since he was a child.

The friendship between the two is more like a mother and a son than a sibling.

Mrs. Wang wiped the sweat off Baoyu's forehead with a fine silk in her hand, and held a bowl of decoction and breathed hot air to feed Baoyu spoon by spoon.

There was a sound of footsteps outside.

"My darling! Let the old grandmother see."

After hearing the voice, Mrs. Wang quickly put down the bowl in her hand and stood up to help her. The silver-haired old mother came in.

Seeing Baoyu, who was lying on the bed and sick, she hugged him anxiously, calling Yuanyang and saying, "Go and call that black-hearted one over!"

Yuanyang took a look at Mrs. Wang. As if she hadn't heard it, Wang picked up the medicine bowl on the table and surrounded Jiamu, worrying about Baoyu.

Since the old lady wanted to do this for Baoyu, why did she stop her?

"Hurry up!" Mother Jia said hurriedly.

The mandarin duck responded, bit the bullet and went to look for Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng was looking for two plasters to stick on his waist, the pain like a needle prick eased a bit, and a mandarin duck's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, the old lady sent you to come over."

Yuanyang thought for a while and added: "For the second master's business."

Jia Zheng cursed inwardly, which gossip servant told the old lady about it?

Jia Zheng stood up with one hand on his waist and replied, "Go ahead, I'll be there soon."

Jia Zheng frowned, thinking about how to explain this to the old lady, and walked slowly to the old lady's yard.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he heard the old lady's trembling anger: "What's wrong with Baoyu, you want to punish him so severely?"

As soon as Jia Zheng heard the old lady's questioning, he knelt down and said, "Today, the king of Beijing wants to see Baoyu when he comes to the mansion, but he is just messing around in the study; the prince admires the flowers and plants he planted, but this foolish thing refuses." To the lord. My mother is always used to him, and the servants and other masters in this mansion all praise him to please my mother." Jia Zheng stretched out his finger and said to Baoyu, "I discipline him for the sake of glorifying our ancestors. "

Jiamu spat at him and said, "What glory to the ancestors? It's just a good excuse to prevaricate me, an old woman." Jiamu said and rolled her tears.

Jia Zheng knelt down and said with tears in his eyes, "Mother, don't hurt your heart. Just leave him alone in the future." Jia Zheng kowtowed and pleaded guilty.

Jia's mother knew the nature of Jia Zheng's son. Jia's mother remembered Jia Zheng's mention of King Beijing, looked at Baoyu in her arms, and asked, "What is the prince looking for? Just give it to him. Why bother?" Your old man beat me up?"

Baoyu looked at Jia's mother with round eyes and replied, "It's the Suguan Heding. The grandson knows that the old grandmother likes to grow it to honor her." Baoyu thought for a while and said wronged: "The prince promised me and asked me to stay. Send flowers to grandma."

As soon as Jia's mother heard that she hugged him even tighter, she took each bite of her heart and soul; then she said to Jia Zheng, "Okay, I'm in charge of this matter. Baoyu likes to take care of flowers and plants, and he does some harmless things. As for knowledge, I know you are doing it for the good of the child; it's just that Baoyu is still young, so don't force it too hard." Mother Jia raised her mouth again, "Your Majesty, you should also find a few more precious plants. Send it to the palace."

Jia Zheng wanted to explain a few more words to Jia Mu, and Lai Da from the mansion came in with a tray.

Lai Da held up the things in his hand and replied; "Go back to the old lady, master, madam. The Beijing Prince's Mansion just sent someone to deliver these, saying that the prince sent them to the Second Master Bao."

When Baoyu heard that it was the King of Jingjing, he remembered that the handsome big brother also poked his head out of Jiamu's arms curiously and looked at the thing on the plate.

Baoyu was excited when he saw several boxes of different sizes on the plate, and said to Lai Dao: "Bring it here, let me have a look."

Lai Da looked at Jia's mother and approached with these things after seeing Jia's mother nodding her head.Baoyu reached out and opened the lid of a box. Inside the box was a jade shovel made of jasper.Baoyu opened several other boxes, which contained branch scissors, flower pots and so on.

These things are all in one set, and they are all made of high-quality jasper.

In addition, there is an old copy.

Baoyu saw the name of the old book clearly, and immediately put down the jade shovel in his hand and hugged the broken book tightly.