The Marginal People of Jia's Family in the Red Chamber

Jia Daihua heard his wife say that his son performed extraordinary in literature, even though he boasted that "his son is the best", Jia Daihua was still very happy.When I was resting, I specially took the school exam.Jia Dai's simplification is in the heart of the emperor, even if he is a military officer, his literary accomplishment is not bad.

As a result, when he took the school exam, Jia Daihua sighed in his heart: His wife is too modest, this is not a good seedling, she is simply a genius!Jia Daihua was so excited that he rubbed his hands, ancestors bless you!Maybe their old Jia family is about to produce a literary leader, Jia Daihua's heart is even hotter when he thinks of this, and he ran to report to Jia Yuan.

Jia Yuan suffered a lot of secret injuries when he was conquering the world. Although he is still in the imperial court now, it is mostly an honorary position. He has a lot of free time when he is in the court meeting.On weekdays, the emperor still likes to invite them and his veterans into the palace to recall the glorious years of the past. Jia Yuan has entered the semi-retirement stage and has sent his son to the position of commander of the imperial army. Even if he closes his eyes now, he is relieved.

"Father, dad, it's a big deal, a big deal!" Jia Daihua hurried over.

"Kicked out by a dog, be careful!" Jia Yuan shouted.

"Father!" Jia Dai straightened the lapels of his clothes that were flying up and said, "Father, do you know Brother Fu's ability, it's amazing, it's amazing."

Jia Daihua sat down at the position Jia Yuan pointed to, and said carefully: "I have just tested him, and he has memorized the Four Books and Five Classics backwards, and he has a clear understanding of the subtleties and righteousness. , that stroke, looks immature now, but the foundation is there, and in time, it can become a generation of masters!"

"Speak slowly." Jia Yuan couldn't react at once, "You're talking about my grandson, not Wen Quxing descending to earth?"

"Father, my brother Fu must be the star of Wenqu! It's not that my son is talking big, and it's not a problem for him to go for a Jinshi examination now!" Jia Daihua excitedly said.

"Is it so mysterious, let my good grandson come to see me." Jia Yuan ordered, "Forget it, come to see me deliberately, to scare the child, let me go."

Jia Yuan said that the wind is the nature of the rain, and he decided to go to Kangyuan immediately, without even notifying the old wife next door.Now that the two old people are getting older, they have already lived in separate rooms.

When Jia Yuan and Jia Daihua came, Jia Fu was playing the flute under the ginkgo tree in the courtyard.

When Jia Fu saw his grandfather and father coming, he quickly put down his flute and got up to meet him.

Jia Yuan called out, took advantage of the opportunity and sat down on the stone bench in the yard, said: "Brother Fu, it's already autumn, this stone bench is very cold, you can't sit for a long time."

"Grandfather, don't worry. The grandson will just sit for a while, with a soft cushion." Jia Fu replied with a smile.

"When did you learn the flute? It looks a bit like it." Jia Daihua said with a strict father's air.

"Father, you forgot that Mrs. Wang can play the flute?"

"Master Wang, he has been resigning from the library for two years." Jia Daihua said with experience, this Master Wang said that when Jia Fu was still healthy, he formally entered school at the age of six, and invited Juren.Now Mrs. Wang has been admitted as a Jinshi and has been released as a county magistrate. As for whether Mrs. Wang can play the flute, how does Jia Daihua know.

"Yes, my son has seen Mrs. Wang play it before."

"Have you seen it?" Jia Yan answered.He doesn't know how to play musical instruments, but he also knows that what's the use of this kind of thing, practice is the most important thing, and he hasn't heard that his grandson has practiced it?

"How can grandson have such skills?" Jia Fu smiled shyly, "I used to watch Mr. Wang play the flute, and I memorized the tricks by rote, and played randomly according to the score. My grandson heard that playing the flute can make the breath last longer and exercise Heart and lung, my grandson wants to try it too, it's too uncomfortable to be out of breath."

Seeing the good grandson frowning, Jia Yuan still asked why, deliberately missed the point and said: "Who said playing the flute can cure diseases, nonsense!"

"The grandson also listened indiscriminately, so he couldn't do it right." Jia Fu said coquettishly.

"Well, Quyi Xiaodao, it's good to cultivate and cultivate." Jia Daihua added.

"My dear grandson is tired of playing the flute, so let's talk to my grandfather in the house." Jia Yan took Jia Fu to the small study, which was set up by Jia Fu after he started school, and there are some popular books for display. , mainly coloring pages and picture books that children like, and more "elegant" toys such as Jiulianhuan and Lubansuo.

The three of Jia Fu, grandson and grandson sat down, Jia Yuan thought about how to start, took a book and said: "Brother Fu~"

Jia Yuan picked up a book casually, glanced at it casually, and found that the book was full of annotations, and the ink marks were obviously old and new. It seemed that he had read it more than once, and said excitedly: "Brother Fu, you wrote this." .”

"Yes, my grandson recuperates from illness on weekdays and doesn't go out, so he just reads for entertainment."

Jia Daihua glanced at the densely packed annotations on his father's hands with his neck stretched, and he turned the books on the shelf to read one by one. He saw that there were notes in each book, but the pages were well protected, and the traces of flipping were not heavy. That's why no one found out.Jia Daihua asked: "Have you read all the books in this study?"

"No, I just finished reading this wall and this wall." Jia Fu pointed.On the two walls are Confucian classics and travel notes and miscellaneous studies.Jia Daihua read Jia Fu's annotations and thought that his son was a god who had descended to earth. When he read the Taoist travel notes, he saw the words "I really want to go and see" and "What kind of red is the red rock?" Reluctantly find out the proof that his son is still a child.

Jia Yuan wanted to reconfirm that Jia Daihua's judgment was correct, but after reading the books full of annotations on the two walls, it was no longer necessary. It seems that his grandson is really a good student for reading.

"Fu'er, don't be too tired, you have read so many books at a young age, don't get too tired." Jia Yuan advised.

"Grandson is not tired, and reading is interesting. Besides, grandson is at home all day long, so he can only read to pass the time." Jia Fu said that his current body cannot withstand strenuous exercise. Imagine the same as in the previous two lives. To be a general in the army, a master of martial arts is out of the question.Besides, his body can't worry too much, and he will probably lose his life if he works hard in the officialdom. Jia Fu tries to be a celebrity...

"Hey, let's talk about you, who told you to lock up my good grandson at home, and he doesn't even have a playmate, so he only reads books!" Jia Yuan became angry at Jia Daihua: "It doesn't matter at all. Spectrum, I think it’s better to let Fu’er learn it at home.”

Jia Daihua suffered an innocent disaster, and was about to explain, when Jia Yuan said again, "No, no, there are too many reckless boys in the family school, what if I hurt Fu'er, I think it's better to find some side branches to study in the house Bar."

Anyway, it’s not a big deal. As soon as Jia Daihua wanted to agree, Jia Fu objected: “No, grandfather, I want to teach my younger brother to read! I’m going to make new friends, what should my younger brother do?”

"Your younger brother is only a little older, let's talk about it when he grows up." Jia Yuan said.

"No, I've made an appointment with my younger brother. You can't break your promise!" Jia Fu has no interest in playing with children, okay?

Jia Daihua stroked his head. He had heard Jia Zhou's saying that Jia Fu went to talk to his younger brother every day. He thought it was a child's heart, why did he get into the horns!

"Brother Fu, be good, my younger brother will not be born until seven months later, and he will not be able to enter school until he is five or six years old! Make friends first, learn more skills, and then you will be able to make friends with your younger brother~" Jia Yuan coaxed He said that he was infinitely patient with this eldest grandson.

"No, what if my younger brother forgets me? No, I won't go."

"You child, why don't you listen to persuasion!" Jia Daihua's tone was tough and he was about to turn on the strict father mode, but he was photographed back by the real strict father Jia Yuan. Go, my good grandson will read more books to my younger brother in the future, and don’t read books when I come back. Otherwise, if I’m tired, what should I do if my younger brother can’t hear you reading~”

"Well, I won't make my brother feel bad!" Jia Fu acted childishly.

Jia Yuan and Jia Daihua left happily, and promised to find more "interesting" books for Jia Fu, so that he could get ready to teach his younger brother.

Jia Yuan went back to Huafu Hall, and went to ventilate with his old wife, asking her to pay more attention to Kang Yuan in the future. Like this time, if they didn't go to the bookshelf in high spirits, they still don't know that Jia Fu has read so many books. He is a little man who has no restraint in doing things, so you must not let him hurt your body.

The old lady Jia said angrily: "What do the girls and women in the yard do? Go and call me the people in Brother Fu's yard. I want to ask myself!"

"Ah, ah, wait a minute." Jia Yuan called to the mother who was about to pass on the message, "Don't be so hot-blooded, I mean you should pay more attention to Brother Fu, it makes a lot of noise, don't scare him , Those servants are all used by him, you just need to tap more, don't scare Brother Fu."

Jia Yuan repeatedly said twice not to scare Jia Fu, which shows what kind of sick and weak image Jia Fu is in his heart.

"Since Brother Fu's talent is so good, why don't you give him a master of Confucianism?" The old lady suggested.

"Let's take a look first. It is said that Huiji will be hurt. God gave Brother Fu a talent like a human being, and he gave you such a sick and weak body. How could it be God's will. Wait for Brother Fu to grow up and see him It’s up to you. As grandparents, as long as our children are healthy, what more do we want?” Jia Yuan doesn’t want his grandson to be famous, he just wants to be safe and healthy.

"That's right, don't worry, I understand."

All the elders exchanged opinions, and they were even more considerate to Jia Fu. He could do whatever he liked, and when he had more time to read, he was even asked to go outside to play more. "Hey, my child just doesn't like to play, but always likes to read, what should I do?"

……

Under Jia Fu's ardent expectation, the little brother was finally born!

When Jia Zhou was giving birth, the old lady Jia was afraid that he would hit him. What was Jia Fu afraid of? She insisted on guarding outside the delivery room, waiting for the baby's cry to cut through the sky, and the midwife took out the tightly wrapped baby. Jia Fu was the first to hug him.

The midwife was tremblingly protecting her, for fear that the frail old man in the legend would accidentally drop the newborn baby. Jia Fu raised his smiling face and happily said to the old lady Jia: "Grandmother, is my brother smiling at me, isn't it~ "

"Yes. Brother Fu is really a good brother!" Mrs. Jia said to a red-skinned monkey with an expressionless face.