Chapter 200

Sister Yuanyang went for a while and returned, saying, "Cong Sanye is not in the mansion today. The maid said he was invited to the Five Armies Camp drill ground by the Marquis of Marquis Zhongjing's mansion early in the morning.

Looking at the time, he should be back soon. I have already left a message for Cong Sanye's maid, and he will come to the Rongqing Hall to meet the guests when he returns."

Jia Mu wondered, "How did the two of them get together?"

The Marquis of Marquis Zhongjing's wife, Lady Li, on the side, knew about her husband's affairs and said:

"Xue Yima might not know, the Five Armies Camp drill ground is testing the newly modified firearms today, and the method of modifying this firearm was thought up by your Cong'er."

Lady Wang was strange when she heard this, thinking that this kid was also strange. What did he learn all day long, and he even knew these things? Now even the Marquis of Marquis Zhongjing, Shi, was so close to him.

She looked at her son, who was staring at Xue Baochai infatuatedly, and couldn't help but worry.

Xue Yima Xue smiled, "I have heard that Cong'er can tinker with these things. He used firearms to wipe out a group of Dongying people in Jinling. Those were all murderous fierce people.

Innocent people in Jinling were slaughtered by them in more than ten households, but they were wiped out by your Cong'er. Look at how old he is, and this matter is being spread throughout Jinling City.

Among the old relatives, it's the first time I've heard of such a promising child. Grandmother is truly blessed to have raised such a grandson who is both talented and martial."

Xue Baochai, who was listening to her mother's words, remembered the figure she met on the road, and a glimmer of light appeared in her water-almond-like moist eyes.

Turning her head, she saw that Bao brother was staring at her without blinking, her face flushed, and she lowered her head, slightly turning her body away.

Wang Wang Xifeng smiled, "The Lixiang Courtyard is extremely appropriate. It was the place where the Old Duke lived in his later years. Next to the Lixiang Courtyard is the Qingzhi Studio of Cong brother, which is convenient for sisters to come and go."

Back then, Wang Wang Xifeng arranged for Jia Cong to live in the Qingzhi Studio because it was in the northeast corner of the Jia Fu, turning the corner was the rear corner door to leave the mansion, and it was far from the Rongqing Hall, not annoying Jia Mu.

Xue Yima Xue was a newcomer after all and didn't know the situation in the Lady Rongguo Mansion, otherwise she would never have praised Jia Cong so extravagantly in front of Jia Mu and Lady Wang.

As clever and sharp as Xue Baochai, she could figure out the ups and downs of the hall in just a few glances. Although Lin Daiyu and Seeing Tan Chun were also extremely smart, they were different from each other.

In fact, the northeast corner of the Jia Fu was relatively remote, so it was only suitable for relatives and guests to stay temporarily.

It was normal for the Xue family to be arranged there, but it was abnormal for Jia Cong to live there as a descendant of the Jia family.

But Jia Baoyu was envious of Jia Cong when he heard this, wishing he could move to live in the Qingzhi Studio.

This Cong brother must be very popular with these sisters, but why did the Old Lady and Xue Yima have this expression? He didn't know what the reason was.

Lady Wang also felt that the Old Master was taking care of her face, and she was full of smiles.

Jia Mu was someone who liked liveliness. Xue Yima Xue was kind and gentle, and her words were considerate and pleasant, which was very much to the Old Lady's liking. Xue Baochai was an extremely outstanding daughter, so she naturally had no opinion on the arrangement for her son.

At this time, Seeing Jin Jin Chuan, a maid beside Lady Wang, came to pass the message, saying that the Second Master had met the Xue young master and said that the Xue Yima was getting on in years, and the nephew was young and didn't know the ways of the world in the capital, so living outside was prone to trouble.

There were seven or eight empty rooms in the Lixiang Courtyard in the northeast corner, which were cleaned up for the Xue Yima and her son and daughter to live in, which was very good.

But she was a very intelligent person after all, and after a while, she noticed that the atmosphere was a bit strange. The Old Lady and Xue Yima's expressions were always a bit uncomfortable, a feeling that couldn't be described.

Looking at these Jia sisters again, hearing her mother talk about Jia Cong, they were all smiling, and they were very proud of him.

At this time, a maid outside reported that Cong Sanye Cong had returned to the mansion and came to the Rongqing Hall to meet the guests after hearing the message.

Xue Yima Xue and Xue Baochai thanked Jia Mu when they heard this. The Xue family was not short of silver, but after all, the son was a troublemaker, and the Jia family was a big clan in the Love Shenjing. Living in the mansion meant having support in the Love Shenjing.

Lin Daiyu and the other sisters couldn't help but look at the warm curtain.

Xue Baochai couldn't help but turn her head to look, seeing Jia Cong walk into the hall, first paying respects to Jia Mu and Lady Wang.

Seeing that he still had the same air as in Jinling, his oily black hair was combed into a bun without any flaws, and he was wearing a white jade hairpin that was moist and coagulated. His eyebrows and eyes were as handsome as ever.

Wearing a silver bamboo-patterned moon-white arrow-sleeved robe, covered with a stone-green group-flower-tassel jacket, a lotus-patterned satin belt around his waist, and green satin powder-bottomed court boots, every gesture had an elegant and scholarly air.

Although the clothes were not as gorgeous as Jia Baoyu's, his bearing was clear and sharp, and his literary style was something Jia Baoyu couldn't compare to.

Looking at his clothes and shoes, the stitches were delicate and fit, which added to his handsomeness. He must have a maid with excellent needlework serving him. His status in the mansion should not be bad. Why did the Old Lady and Xue Yima have that expression just now?

Jia Cong also paid respects to Xue Yima Xue and Xue Baochai, and Xue Yima Xue casually talked about things in Jinling.

Lin Daiyu, Seeing Tan Chun, and the other sisters didn't know that Third Brother and this Bao sister knew each other in Jinling, but he had never told them.

Third Brother's 'River Red' was written for her, so it was by chance that his literary name spread in Jinling.

Jia Baoyu was a little jealous when he heard this, only hating that he didn't have the ability to write lyrics, otherwise he would have sent them to this Bao sister, wouldn't he be proud?

Seeing Tan Chun and the others were somewhat envious in their hearts. Although Third Brother was good at writing lyrics, they had never heard of him writing specifically for anyone.

Only Lin Daiyu was careful. She often found Zhi Shao and Wu'er to talk and relieve boredom these days, but she knew that Third Brother had written a 'Neither fail the Tathagata nor fail you' for Zhi Shao, which was very lingering and moving and could be passed down through the ages.

However, Zhi Shao was a maid who grew up with Third Brother. Third Brother had lived in such poverty in the East Road courtyard back then, and only Zhi Shao had accompanied him through the hardships. She was even not afraid of death for Third Brother.

With this kind of affection, it was only right for Third Brother to treat her well. They had such an experience, and it was natural for Third Brother to write such a poem for her.

But Third Brother and Xue Baochai had only met a few times in Jinling, so why did he write lyrics specifically for her? She couldn't help but feel a little lost.

And Xue Baochai's look at Third Brother was very wrong. Lin Daiyu remembered the joke she made at the Muni Nunnery that day, and it was indeed correct.

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Since then, the Xue family had lived in the Lixiang Courtyard and privately told Lady Wang that all daily expenses were exempted, which was the way of living normally.

Lady Wang knew that the Xue family was a wealthy family and didn't lack these daily expenses, so naturally there was no objection.

The Lixiang Courtyard had a door to the street for men like Xue Pan to enter and exit, and only a corner door to the southwest to enter the inner chambers for Xue Yima Xue and Xue Baochai to enter and exit.

The Qingzhi Studio and the Lixiang Courtyard were adjacent. Xue Baochai saw that Jia Cong got up at dawn every day and read books behind closed doors during the day, because it was the time for the Autumn Examination this year.

Jia Cong only went out after meals to talk in the sisters' rooms, or the sisters went to the Qingzhi Studio together.

He also took his maids to Mount Mount Luocang every few days for lessons, often staying for four or five days before returning, because the famous Master Liu lived on Mount Mount Luocang.

After entering the Jia Fu for a period of time, Xue Baochai naturally heard about Jia Cong's past from others, knowing that his biological mother was humble and he had lived a very bitter life in the Jia family since childhood, almost unable to survive.

He relied on bitter study to win the top scholar's fame to gain a foothold in the Jia family, and relied on making great contributions in Jinling to win an imperial title for his deceased mother.

Xue Baochai finally understood why the Old Lady and Xue Yima had that expression when they heard her mother praise him in the Rongqing Hall; it was the embarrassment of not recognizing the pearl.

Remembering the scene of seeing him for the first time in the old Xue mansion in Jinling.

Handsome as jade, peerless in style.

But behind such a brilliant appearance, he hid so many bitter hardships, and a difficult-to-describe tenderness and admiration arose in her heart.

It was just that he never came to the Lixiang Courtyard alone, only coming twice with the sisters, which made her feel a little disappointed.

Jia Baoyu often came to the Lixiang Courtyard to talk to her, a leisurely, wealthy, and idle person, completely different from the ascetic monk-like self-discipline of reading in the Qingzhi Studio.

(End of chapter)