The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

The seventh day of July, the Qixi Festival.

Today, the outside of Rongguo Mansion is very lively, because they want to worship Kuixing, so the scholars from the Jia people near the capital have gathered here.

The younger generation of Rongning Second House is also here, such as Jia Lian, Jia Baoyu, Jia Rong, Jia Cong, Jia Huan, and of course, Jia Jue.

However, compared to the crowd of people around Jia Baoyu, there was no one around Jia Jue.

One is that there are not many people who know him, and the other is that he is the same sex, and his appearance is really too good. Being around him, the pressure is too great.

However, Jia Jue didn't care, because he didn't have any common language with this group of playboys.

If Jia Lan was there, he would still be the only scholar in Jia's residence, but because of the butterfly effect caused by his time travel, on the day of Li Wan and Jia Zhu's wedding, Jia Zhu passed away just after worshipping the church, and was a watchman. Of course, Li Wan had no children.

In the bustling hustle and bustle, a voice suddenly sounded: "Uncle Zhen, Master Pardon, Master Zheng is here!"

Uncle Zhen is Jia Zhen, Qin Keqing's father-in-law, Jia Rong's father, and the head of Ning Guofu.

He is the same generation as Jia Baoyu and Jia Jue, because he is the patriarch, and this is an activity in the clan, so he put his name in the first place.

When everyone heard the words, they quieted down, and consciously separated the two rows.

Three figures walked in from the door. The current one was wearing Chinese clothes, about [-] years old, with well-defined features, and looked quite majestic. It was Jia Zhen.

On both sides of him are Jia She and Jia Zheng. Jia Zheng has a righteous face, while Jia She beside him is not ugly, but his face is black, his eyes are stagnant, and his lips are dull. Obviously, this is the appearance of excessive drinking.

Several people came to the front of the lobby and stood still, and everyone saluted together, and they all returned the salute with kindness.

Afterwards, several people took turns to speak to the crowd. Jia She and Jia Zhen were all clichés, and what they said were some scenes. Only Jia Zheng said a lot of sincere words.

It's a pity that what he said was no different from playing the qin to a cow. How could these gangsters who only know alcohol, sex and wealth could hear them.

Looking at the disdainful people, Jia Jue shook his head lightly, Jia's house has been rotten from the root, and the next generation will look like this, failure is inevitable.

The men of Jia's house were worshipping Kuixing, and the female relatives did not rest, they worshiped the Weaver Girl on the other side of the hall.

Zhinv, also known as Qijie, Qixing Niangniang, Tianxian Niangniang, etc., is said to be the protector of lovers, women and children, and women in the world beg her for wisdom, skill and a happy marriage on the Qixi Festival.

Therefore, the female relatives of Jia's house are all concentrated here.

Mother Jia, Madam Xing, Madam Wang, Aunt Xue (Mother of Xue Baochai), Aunt Zhao, Aunt Zhou, You (the wife of Jia Zhen), Second Sister You, Third Sister You, Li Wan, Wang Xifeng, Qin Keqing, Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai, Shi Xiangyun, welcoming the spring, exploring the spring, and Xichun are all here.

In addition to them, there are also a group of girls' personal maids, such as Yuanyang, Xiren, Xiangling, Zijuan, Ying'er, Ruizhu and so on.

Most of these girls are beauties, and they gather in this way to compete with each other and complement each other.

Compared with the dullness on the male side, the female family's side is much more lively and relaxed.

The ceremony of worshiping the Weaver Girl is very simple. A table is set under the moonlight, and offerings such as tea, wine, fruits, five seeds (longan, red dates, hazelnuts, peanuts, melon seeds) are placed on the table.There is a vase in the center of the table, in which there are several flowers bunched with red paper, and a small incense burner in front of the flowers.

Everyone sat around the table together, eating peanuts and melon seeds, and thinking about their own thoughts in the direction of Vega.

After the ceremony, it was time for leisure. Everyone chatted and played games, which was very lively and interesting.

"Sister Lin, it's going to be autumn, you say, can there be a high school in our mansion?" During the banquet, Shi Xiangyun asked Lin Daiyu.

The autumn season, which generally refers to the township examination, is held in August. The mid-term examination is called "juren". If a scholar wins the juren, he will be considered to have officially entered the upper class, because the juren already has the qualifications for official entry.

This sentence made the girls around him fall into silence. Jia Mansion, can anyone take the lead?
In fact, the answer to this question is obvious, and the girls naturally have judgments in their hearts.

Lin Daiyu thought for a while, and suddenly a figure appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but say, "Maybe third brother Jue can try it."

When the girls heard the words, their eyes lit up, and Jia Jue's previous song "Magpie Bridge Fairy" left a deep impression on them.

But as soon as Lin Daiyu's voice fell, she heard a voice say: "Humph, just rely on him? I'm afraid I'll have to wait until the next life."

It was Mrs. Xing who spoke.

Because of Mrs. Wang's reasons, she and Jia Jue had a brief cooperation.

But there is still a natural opposition between the two. No matter how much Jia Jue is not liked by Mrs. Wang, he is also a person from the second room and is Mrs. Wang's nominal son.

If Jia Jue is selected, the influence of the second room will expand unprecedentedly in Jia's residence, which she is extremely unhappy to see.

So, she was sarcastic.

All the girls were stunned when they heard the words, but Mrs. Wang had a faint smile in her eyes.

The reason is very simple. If Jia Jue becomes prosperous, it will definitely lose Jia Baoyu's share. In her opinion, everything in the Jia residence belongs to Jia Baoyu, and Jia Jue cannot be tolerated.

Therefore, these two people who originally had profound contradictions reached an agreement on this position.

Jia Jue, you must not stand out!

"Why did the eldest wife say that?" At this moment, one person whispered.

The girls looked around, but saw that it was Qin Keqing who was speaking.

Qin Keqing was a little nervous when she saw the girls looking at her, but she still looked at Madam Xing firmly.

Mrs. Xing sneered: "A well-written poem may not necessarily be a good article. Since ancient times, among those well-known talents, there are a few who can understand the yuan."

This makes sense. Writing poetry and taking the imperial examinations are indeed different.

Qin Keqing pursed his lips lightly: "But I think that Uncle Jue is very talented, and the eight-part article is probably difficult for him to live with."

"Brilliant?" Mrs. Xing sneered, "Who said that? Occasionally wrote a poem, even if he is talented? Who can't come up with one or two masterpieces after pondering for more than ten years? That's the word."

All the girls frowned, but Jia Jue was actually belittled to be worthless by her.

Qin Keqing was very annoyed, she gritted her teeth, and wanted to distinguish for Jia Jue.

But at this moment, there was a commotion in the front hall, and then an arrogant voice sounded:

"Heh, worship Kuixing? Just a few rotten sweet potatoes and rotten eggs from your Jia residence, are you also worthy of worshipping Kuixing?"