[Red Mansion] February is the season of wishing

"Master Zhu likes to pile things up together when he organizes things, and Brother Zhu learned it." Jia She's wife, Mrs. Zhang, drank the refreshing tea and couldn't help laughing when she thought about it.

Mrs. Wang also secretly thought it was a fluke.

That box of makeup powder is fragrant but not greasy, and its appearance is exquisite, only a few masters can have it.It was found out right away that Jia Amnesty was confused for a while, and put it in front of Jia Zhu in an ancient book he bought specially.

Mrs. Zhang was gentle and dignified, but she blushed in shame when she heard about it.

They are also newly married.

It's just that things went awry after all.In her previous life, during the decades when she was the wife of the Zhang family, she heard many "good things" about the family members of the Jia family.

This time, if there is no such luck, Zhu'er will be preconceived like Baoyu before, and will be given the title of "dandy", which will be bad.

It smells far away and smells near, do you want to live in another house in the future?

Mrs. Wang had an idea in her heart.

"Mother—" Jia Zhu staggered, leaned on the legs of the chair, came over, hugged her feet, raised her chubby face, and looked at her with shining eyes.

All the thoughts in her heart turned into water and flowed away, Mrs. Wang picked up Jia Zhu and put her arms in her arms.

Pearl is so lovely!That was the only thought left in her mind.

……

When Jia Zhu was wrapped into a cotton ball and was struggling to run around with his calves, Jia Yuan fell ill.

Lingering sick bed for several years, in this winter, finally failed to survive.

Even though Mrs. Li often took care of her great-grandson, she was in good health, but her heart disease was difficult to cure. Everyone saw her body deteriorating. She used to live a hundred years, but now she can only live to ninety.

Jia Daishan was busy with the funeral as well as seeking medical advice for his mother. Even though Jia Amnesty was ordered to perform some funeral ceremonies in Jinling when he was in danger, and the Ningguo Mansion also helped, he felt exhausted.

At this time, Jia Zheng came back.

Jia Zheng, who had traveled abroad for several years, was old and rough when he came back. Jia Daishan, who saw him directly, burst into tears and said hard work.

Jia Zheng hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and after exchanging pleasantries, he retreated back to the yard to rest for a while, ready to change his clothes before going out to do business.

When the maid served him tea, a little round ball ran in, with round cheeks and bright eyes, frowning at him for a while, hesitantly calling out in a childish voice: "Father?"

"Eh!"

Jia Zheng felt that he was resurrected with full blood.

When it came time to take care of the funeral affairs, he finally forgot that he was "not familiar with general affairs".

……

Jia Yuan enjoyed all the mourning and glory when he died.The funeral ceremony was grand, the emperor issued a personal order to mourn, all civil servants and military generals from all walks of life sent the funeral ceremony, and the road sacrifices continued continuously, lining up dozens of miles away.

The people in Jia's mansion were so tired that they turned their backs on their backs, and they didn't have the energy to make a fuss, so they honestly watched the funeral.

Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes do not come singly.

One morning, the servant hurried into the inner study and reported to Jia Zheng, "Master is not well!"

Jia Zheng quickly put on his clothes, but he still hasn't come back after a long time.

In Mrs. Wang's small courtyard, meals are passed on as usual.

She poked the leafy greens with chopsticks, and sighed.

I thought that Jia's elders were sick one after another because they were overwhelmed with grief, but now it seems that the real root cause is that they are tired and can't get supplements.

Mrs. Wang touched Jia Zhu's flamboyant face, and sighed again.

Jia Zhu's eyes look a little big now because of her thin face.

There is no way to do this, but to wait until the past six months and the next year pass.

It was almost noon when two messages came back from the main courtyard.

Jia Daishan was seriously ill, and the old lady was seriously ill.

Jia's mother suggested that Jia Amnesty should not be allowed to run around, and Jia Zheng should be in the middle to handle the affairs of the government.

Mrs. Wang was speechless for a while, and after a while, she invited Jia Zheng's servant in the front yard to come in and ask him to invite Jia Amnesty back.

The reason is high-sounding: "This is a big matter, so it is natural for the eldest son to come forward. Mother Jia naturally has her own considerations, but the political master should not be such a heavy burden."

One was Grandma's orders, and the other was his status as Jia Zheng's servant. This servant thought for a while, and finally went to ask for Jia Zheng's instruction.

Jia Zheng listened in silence for a while.In the end, the Li family took him across the southwest to let him increase his knowledge, and he finally said: "Go as she tells you."

……

Under Mrs. Wang's supervision, Jia Zhengyi waited on Jia Daishan's bed for more than a month, waiting for his own brother.

Jia Amnesty saw the last side of his father, and calmly met Jia's mother's hesitant eyes.

In the end, Jiamu couldn't say anything.

Jia Daishan looked at his two sons who had grown up with satisfaction and passed away with his eyes closed.

It was another funeral, white silk was hung on the eaves, and the sound of crying enveloped Jia's mansion.

It was the first time for Jia Amnesty to be in charge of the management, and he was in a hurry for a while, and finally completed it smoothly with the help of Ningguo Mansion and Zhang Mansion.

After the incident, keep filial piety for 27 months, referred to as three years.

Mrs. Wang often brought Jia Zhu, who was already able to run all over the place, to Mrs. Li. Mrs. Li was deeply depressed, but when she saw her grandson smiling, she brought it with her, and she could finally smile.

When her son died, Mrs. Li did not have to keep her filial piety.When Jia Zhu didn't have to keep his filial piety anymore, she saw that she lost weight, so she often asked him to eat at her place.

Jia Zhu won't spill rice grains everywhere when she eats, but she will enjoy it very much and eat a lot, making the old lady twitch her index finger when she sees it.

So, after the end of the three-year filial piety, Mrs. Wang's heart was settled.

The old lady is alive, alive and well, and her complexion is not bad.

"It's been three years," she sighed, "I still have to live. In the next few days, Xie'er will make arrangements and move the things to the main courtyard."

What Mrs. Wang wants is just this sentence.

……

Jia Zhu has also reached school age.Jia Zheng can also continue to take the imperial examination.

Three years later, Jia Zhu mastered the Four Books and began to master the Five Classics.

Jia Zheng lost for the first time.

Six years later, Jia Zhu became a child. He was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and began to draw inferences by analogy and study other works of Confucian masters.

Jia Zheng lost for the second time.

Nine years later, Jia Zhu was selected as a scholar.

Jia Zheng lost for the third time... and became a fellow Jinshi.

The Li family was bitter, and said to Mrs. Wang with a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "My master found a way to read the two previous essays of the second master. Hey, it's just a short breath. If the examiner likes it If you study ancient Chinese classics, then you may be on the list.”

Mrs. Wang didn't understand: "Do you like to study ancient Chinese classics?"

"...It's a poor man who likes textual research, and has no requirements for the aura of the article."

The explanation was a bit weird, and I didn't understand it.Mrs. Wang chose to skip the topic.

She laughed and said: "After all, it is the great grace of the emperor. Seeing that he failed the exam several times, I asked for his papers to read, saying that he was 'although he lacked aura, but he worked very hard', and finally gave him the same background as Jinshi."

This "gift" is not only because of Jia Zheng's lack of talent, which is useless after traveling, but also because of his surname Jia, and because of the existence of the Li family and the Zhang family.

The Li family also shook their heads with a smile: "It's better to wait three years before taking the exam. Now that it's like this, real scholars still don't recognize him."

After taunting Jia Zheng, the Li family also got down to business: "Second Master, do you plan to stay in Beijing or be sent abroad, idle or real?"

The second master of the Jia family, Jia Zheng, after shedding the pretense of being "not familiar with common affairs", did not conceal his natural yearning for power. During the night chat with her, he mentioned that it is okay to stay in Beijing and go abroad, but it must be a real job!

"Just throw him in the Hanlin Academy," Mrs. Wang said with a smile, "He wants to take on a real job, but he can't do it. It's suitable for him to pass the time by revising documents and doing textual research."

Before Jia Zheng promised to find Jia Zhu's husband, but in the end Jia Zhu's husband and companion were arranged by Mrs. Wang herself.After the arrangements were made, Jia Zheng asked strangely why Jia Zhu didn't go to home school.

—— Mrs. Wang was almost angry at that time.

The Li family members were determined, and nodded: "That's the reason." They laughed again, "Your second room will still depend on Brother Zhu in the future."

Mrs. Wang nodded with a satisfied smile, yes, yes, she still depends on her son.

……

After Jia Zheng learned about the chat between Mrs. Wang and the Li family, he was silent for a while, as if he had let go of something, a little disappointed and a little relieved.

He was finally sent to the Imperial College, and his daily job was to give lectures to the students.Within a few years, Jin, who had been "expatriated" before, was assigned to Hangzhou to lay hands on Xuezheng.

At the local level, he is just a small and honest official, and he doesn't have so many rules and regulations of wealthy families.

Because there was a great Confucianist on the mountain outside the city, Mrs. Wang accompanied him to Hangzhou, and was dragged shopping together in her spare time.

Even after living two lifetimes, Mrs. Wang is still fresh seeing these things, and the husband and wife are bluffing because of some juggling sugar figures, but there is no joy.

Occasionally, when Jia Zheng saw the seductive woman in the brothel who couldn't look away, Mrs. Wang laughed, "I bought it and let her serve you at the house, how about it?"

Jia Zheng would shake his head and say sonorously: "I, Jia, has been mediocre all my life, and finally I have a job in another place. I can let my wife enjoy it a bit. How can I buy a cheap girl and make you worry about it?"

Mrs. Wang: "... What kind of scripts did you buy recently?" She was a little worried, "Don't let Zhu'er see it, it will change your temper."

Jia Zheng just smiled: "Pearl has seen it before."

Just before Mrs. Wang exploded, he hastily added: "He doesn't like the legendary story book, so he gave it back to me. In the end, he only read some notes—he should always read it, right?"

She finally took a breath, but when she raised her eyes, she almost hit the candied haws with her forehead.

Looking at it again, Jia Zheng smiled at her embarrassedly: "I apologize to you."

Mrs. Wang was stunned.

She almost forgot that in the first life, before she and Jia Zheng got bored with each other for a long time, there were times when they were sincere, Jia Zhu was born, Yuan Chun was born, and Bao Yu was born.Even after he found his "true love" Aunt Zhao, he always gave her face.

In the second life, she has always been a husband and wife, respecting each other like a guest, but she never had a real heart-to-heart relationship.

In the third life, the feeling of being a newlywed was revived in Jia Zheng again.

Really, Mrs. Wang sighed, a little strange.

She took the candied haws and took a small bite.

Sweet to the tip of my heart, and then spread to the bottom of my heart.

……

Mrs. Wang has lived in Hangzhou for several years, and she does not miss Beijing very much.

The most comfortable thing is that there is no mother-in-law Jiamu, she can discuss with Jia Zheng and decide on family affairs without looking at other people's faces.

But she had to go back—Jia Zhu won the Juren and was going to take the Jinshi examination.

Madam Wang was very worried when she found out that the exam was debilitating, but Jia Zheng was leisurely beside her.

Mrs. Wang was annoyed: "Aren't you worried about your son's exam?"

Jia Zheng smiled and said, "It's okay, even if you fail the exam, maybe you can get a fellow Jinshi."

"..." Mrs. Wang felt that she was about to lose her temper again.

When they returned to Beijing this time, there was no place for them to live in Rongguo Mansion, only the small courtyard attached to the outer gate.

The clever maid next to Jia Mu stopped talking for a long time, and said: "The second master and wife are always in the place, and they don't come back during the New Year. The old lady is a little depressed and negligent, and I have wronged the master and wife."

negligence?With Mrs. Zhang around, how could she be negligent?

After asking, I found out that Mrs. Zhang had already passed away from an illness, and even the new wife Mrs. Xing had already entered the mansion.

Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang were stunned for a while, but they were not surprised when they received Jia Amnesty's news that "let's divide the government" at night.

Jia Amnesty helped Jia Zheng choose the new house.

Mrs. Wang said hilariously: She thought Jia Amnesty would change, but he was still a jerk in the end.

None of this will delay Jia Zhu's exam.

The sky was just right in the spring, and Jia Zhu lived up to expectations, won the first-class Jinshi, and was appointed as an editor of the Imperial Academy.This is very rare in a noble family, and Jia Zheng also returned to the Imperial Academy to retire after finishing the gold plating.

In the summer when Jia Zhu became a Jinshi, the good daughter of a noble family was beaten all the way and sent to Jia's house.

Jia Zhu was in good health, and within a few years Mrs. Wang hugged her with the word "good".

Mrs. Wang smiled happily, but she did not forget to complain: "Be considerate of my daughter-in-law, don't make her too tired."

Jia Zhu blushed and said "hmm".

Mrs. Wang sat on her seat, looking up a little, feeling very satisfied.

The child has grown up.

Jia Zheng next to him also sighed in the same way. He didn't know how to express it, so he finally took Mrs. Wang's hand and patted it twice, which was regarded as a sigh.

This time it was her blushing.

The author has something to say: Mrs. Wang's wish is over.

Thanks to the reader "Taiwan", a bottle of nutrient solution for irrigation!Thank you so much!