[Red Mansion] Master Jia Dadi

Inside Rongxi Hall.

A group of maids and women heard that Jia Lian was bestowed by the sage, and they were all overjoyed. They were the servants of Rongxitang, and they naturally hoped that the big house would get better and better.

When they heard that these people could get an extra month this month, everyone laughed even more from ear to ear.

The maids and wives of Rongqingtang and other courtyards heard the laughter from Rongxitang and the congratulations of the wives, and they only hated that they were not from Rongxitang. Before, they thought that those who were in Rongxitang The maids and women serving in the big house are afraid that they will suffer a lot in the future if they follow the big house, but now it seems that they have misjudged their eyes. The official of the second rank, the second master Lian also joined Mr. Liu's family, and was personally bestowed by the sage. The future fortune is not small, and he will really prosper after following them.

In the tea room of Rongqingtang, several servant girls were chatting.

"Sister Yan'er and the others will be fine. I heard that the Elder Master is very generous. She just waits on the Third Master Cong. She doesn't even need to take needles or make ties. The job is free. The Elder Master returns every month. There are rewards from time to time." A little maid said enviously.

"Don't envy them. Right now we are serving the old lady. It's too late for others to envy us." The maid who was embroidering a purse beside her was not convinced.

The little maid curled her lips, serving at Rongqing Hall is no better than serving at Rongxi Hall, she would have asked her mother to send herself to Rongxi Hall if she had known.

"What are you talking about?" Liusu came in and interrupted everyone.

The little maids quickly stopped talking, "Sister Liusu is here to serve tea?"

Liusu nodded, glanced at everyone's faces, smiling but inexplicably chilling: "What are you guys chatting about? Why do you stop talking when you see me?"

Everyone looked a little panicked.

Liusu tapped a few words with a smile before leaving with the teacup.

Jia Mu was resting her forehead with her hands, her eyes drooping slightly, she heard footsteps approaching slowly, her eyelids just trembled, and she didn't move much.

"Old lady, let's have a cup of tea. This is Lao Junmei. Although drinking tea before going to bed is not good for the spleen and stomach, Laojun's eyebrows are sweet and not harmful." Liusu said softly, gently holding the green tea cup lay down.

Mother Jia raised her head and held the teacup in her palm, but she was not in a hurry to drink it.

Liusu knew that at this moment, Jia Mu must have mixed feelings in her heart, so she stood behind Jia Mu with her hands down without saying a word.

A ray of breeze blew in from the window, blowing the candle light flickeringly, and Jia Mu's expression was also cloudy and uncertain.

After a long time, she seemed to understand something, sighed a long time, picked up the teacup, flicked it slightly, took a sip of tea and then put it down.

The next day, word spread that Jia Lian was bestowed with the word Fuzhen by the sage, not to mention the meaning of these two words, but the fact that the sage bestowed the word is enough to make people jealous.

Think about it, the status of the left minister and the right minister is not low, and their descendants have not received this honor, but Jia She, the son of a guy who has just appeared in the early days, has such an honor, and the bestowment is like no other. Rewarding gold, cloth or something, the sage will not remember it in a few days. After all, there are dignitaries walking around under the feet of the emperor, and there are as many officials as dogs. Who has never received a reward from the sage? There are more, but the words given are different.

As long as Jia Lian doesn't make mistakes in the future, and don't make any troubles, when the sage asks his characters in the palace test in the future, and then remembers that this person's characters are given by him, the feeling will be different in an instant.

Liu Zhien, Chen Hengzhi and others felt very uncomfortable.

As for other dignitaries, especially the four princes and eight princes, they feel more complicated.

When Wang Ziteng heard this, he was stunned, unbelievable, and asked the boy who sent the message again, and the boy clearly repeated the news he had heard.

Wang Ziteng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he stared at the boy, his gaze almost made the boy's hair go cold.

He, Jia Amnesty, is lucky!

"Ah Choo—" Jia Amnesty rubbed his nose, why are so many people thinking about him today?

"Father, are you okay?" Jia Lian stopped and asked with concern. When he woke up this morning, his father sneezed several times as if he had caught a cold.

Jia Amnesty waved his hand, "It's okay."

Jia Lian was still a little worried, but Jia Amnesty had already walked towards the Liu residence, so he had no choice but to hold back his words and hastily followed.

The gatekeepers had already seen the carriage in their house from a distance, and before they approached, a gatekeeper greeted them with a smile on his face.

After confirming the identities of Jia She and his son, the smile on Menzi's face became more real, and he glanced at the other Menzi behind him, and welcomed the father and son in.

Liu Qiuzhi was practicing calligraphy when he heard his disciples report that Jia Lian and his son had already arrived at the door. They immediately beamed with joy, put aside the written words on their hands, cleaned their hands and went to the hall to greet them in person.

Liu Xiuyuan didn't stop him either, anyway, now that Jia Shilang's son is his father's apprentice, his father probably won't want to be sworn brothers with Jia Shilang anymore, right? !

Shu Xiu follows the ancient rituals, red beans, red dates, celery, dried longan, lotus seeds and dried meat, all of which have their origins. Now that Liu Qiuzhi is a great Confucian, he no longer cares about gold and silver. After Shuxiu came, the smile on his face became even bigger.

After finishing the apprenticeship ceremony, Jia Lian still had an unbelievable feeling. According to the rumors, it was as difficult as going to the sky to worship Mr. Liu, but now that I think about it, it seems that it is not so difficult to walk step by step...

Except for the time when he was made things difficult by Chen Xuran, although there was a shock, there was no danger, and the smooth road was unbelievable.

"Sir." Jia Lian blinked and called obediently.

Liu Qiuzhi nodded, and took out a red seal from his sleeve, "In the future, you will be good at studying. Since the sage has given you words, you should live up to the holy hope and become a pillar of the country in the future."

Jia Lian only agreed and took over Feng Hong.

"Brother Enhou, are you free today?" After Liu Qiuzhi finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Jia Amnesty. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jia Amnesty always felt that Mr. Liu's eyes seemed to light up just now.

Jia Amnesty nodded, "Today is a good time to rest and take a bath."

"Well, I just got a glass chessboard recently, but it's a pity that I have no opponent to play against. Brother Enhou, would you like to have a game with me?" Liu Qiuzhi said happily.

Jia Amnesty had nothing to do, so he nodded his head, looked up, and saw Liu Qiuzhi's eyes were astonishingly bright, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Sure enough, the scene he saw just now was not an illusion.

Liu Xiuyuan cleared his throat, coughed a few times, and reminded his father to restrain himself, he is also a great Confucian after all, is it possible to lose face?

After a stick of incense.

His father's behavior fully answered his question.

Face, this kind of thing is unnecessary!

"Brother Enhou, this move is really good. It's really wonderful to put it to death and make a sound."

Jia Amnesty: "..." Although it is true, but you boast so bluntly, I really feel a little guilty.

"Ah, brother Enhou's play is even better, Mingxiu plank road secretly crosses Chen Cang, no wonder I can't see it."

Fine sweat broke out on Jia She's forehead, why was his back a little cold after being praised for the first time?

"This piece?" Liu Qiuzhi frowned, staring intently at the black piece on the crisscross chessboard that reversed the situation.

What's wrong?Jia Amnesty felt guilty. This move was because he deliberately let go of the water. He didn't want to play chess with Mr. Liu anymore. What is more terrifying than encountering a stinky chess basket is meeting Mr. Liu. People who praised him 65 degrees in vain.

Liu Qiuzhi looked up at Jia She, and sighed.

Jia Amnesty's heart tightened, could Mr. Liu see it?This move was indeed a bit meng lang.

"Brother Enhou's heart is not as good as mine." Liu Qiuzhi straightened up and cupped his hands towards Jia She.Unexpectedly, Jia Shilang turned out to be such a broad-minded person, in order to save face for him, he deliberately released water!

Jia She was stunned, the corner of his mouth twitched, no, he is really not that kind of person!

"The old man is too polite. It's because the juniors are not as good as others." Jia Amnesty quickly helped Liu Qiuzhi up. After all, the other party was already a good-natured person, and he felt sorry for asking him to salute.

Liu Qiuzhi became more and more sure that Jia She was just letting the water go on purpose, and patted Jia She on the shoulder with emotion, with joy on his brow.

Seeing Liu Qiuzhi like this, for some reason, Jia Amnesty suddenly showed a smile on his face, and his originally apprehensive heart instantly fell to the ground. Compared with those sour scholars, he prefers such straightforward people. What to say is straightforward and simple, but it is the kind of thorough simplicity that sees through the world.

After leaving Liu's mansion, Liu Qiuzhi was still a little reluctant. The chess game was just right, and suddenly his opponent disappeared. People are reluctant to put down the chess pieces.

Jia She persuaded him a few times, and finally found an excuse to play chess with him next time, Liu Qiuzhi reluctantly agreed.

If so, Liu Qiuzhi personally sent it out of the street before going back.

"Father, if you want to play chess, I'll just play a few games with you." Liu Xiuyuan supported the old man to go back, and the servant carrying the lantern was shining in front of him. The old man said without thinking, "Don't, As far as your chess skills are concerned, playing chess with you makes me feel so bad."

The corners of Liu Xiuyuan's eyes twitched, well, the old man still dislikes his chess skills, and he put his warm face on the old man's cold ass.

However, the old man's chess skills are not the same as his, so don't laugh at the other.

The carriage rattled along the bluestone road, and the breeze with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus blew in from the curtain. Jia Lian fell asleep at some point, and dozed off like a chicken pecking at rice. He took out a thin blanket from the drawer and gently covered him.

As if sensing something in his sleep, Jia Lian rubbed the blanket and muttered something that no one could understand.

The years are quiet.