"The master is back."

In Rongqing Hall, except for Mrs. Jia and Mrs. Xing, the rest of the people stood up to greet each other.

Jia Zheng, Jia Lian and Jia Baoyu entered together and greeted Jia Mu first.

Jia Zheng sat down, and Jia Baoyu greeted Xing and Wang again.

After a greeting, she was called by Mother Jia and stroked her forehead lovingly.

Jia Mu asked with a smile: "I heard from Xiren, are you winning the first prize today?"

When Jia Baoyu heard this, his round face turned red immediately.

If there weren't so many adults here, he would have agreed.

But Jia Zheng and Jia Lian are both parties involved, how dare he take this title?

So he answered honestly: "It was Jia Cong who won the first prize."

Grandmother Jia naturally didn't like to hear this, and Wang Xifeng smiled and said, "Didn't those officials praise you? You are becoming humble!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Baoyu looked at Jia Zheng who was sneering at him with guilt, and quickly explained: "I only gave the name of the prison student, but Jia Cong wrote very well."

Mrs. Xing snorted from the side and said, "Baoyu is so honest, she only knows humility.

But I don’t know that children like us are the most serious ones who know etiquette and filial piety.

What should I do if I write better or worse?

I, a woman, also know that Qin Hui wrote good words, but she is not a treacherous minister!”

Everyone did not expect that Mrs. Xing could tell such a clear truth based on her knowledge, and they looked at each other sideways.

But she made Mrs. Xing so angry that she thought everyone underestimated her...

Jia Zheng coughed dryly and said, "After that being said, Cong'er is also a polite and filial piety.

He copied scriptures to the master, and the fonts he copied were all Zen.

If it weren't for sincerity, it wouldn't have been like this."

Seeing that Mrs. Xing was going to say something, Jia Zheng looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "It is good for the eldest lady to ask Brother Cong to copy the scriptures. It is precisely because of this that he wrote such good words.

Several adults all said that in time, it would be possible to produce a master of calligraphy in the Jia family.

By then, not only the master and the wife will be respected by later generations, but the Jia family will also be named Wenhua.

However, Da Sikong was also worried that too much was too late. After all, Brother Cong was still young, and he was inevitably attracted by the monk's classics for a long time.

So I have sent someone to print the remaining "Amitabha Sutra" and sent it to the Grand Master's Courtyard at that time.

What does the eldest wife think?"

In front of Jia Mu, what else could Mrs. Xing say, but she could only respond with a smile.

After saying a few more words, he got up and said goodbye.

I just feel that I have been in trouble for eight lifetimes today and have lost all my face.

It seems that anyone who looks at her is laughing at her.

I felt hatred from Jia Cong in my heart. After returning to the East Road Courtyard, I filed a complaint in front of Jia She who came back early...

Xing did not mention it much, but said that in Rongqing Hall, Mrs. Xing had just left. Li Wan knew that Jia Zheng must have something to talk about, so she took Daiyu and Xiangyun to welcome the escort Xisanchun to leave.

When Jia Baoyu saw it, he hurriedly signaled to Jia Mu with his eyes.

When Jia Mu knew that Jia Zheng was there, Baoyu would be uncomfortable and would not be willing to restrain him.

He simply asked him to leave together and enjoy the fun with his sisters for a while.

After all the younger generations went down, the three old ladies Lai Ma, Ma Ma Hu and Ma Ma Li also wanted to sue, but Ma Ma Ma Ma was left behind.

Today is Jia Mu's birthday, as the saying goes, her son's birthday, her mother's difficult day.

Jia Mu married the Jia family from the Shi family with her maid Lai Mama. Today, she also wants to recall the old events of the Shi family with Lai Mama...

She didn't expect what Jia Zheng said would be a big deal.

It's true, it's not a big deal...

"Old lady, in three days, Brother Cong will go to the Imperial College to study in the Imperial College."

Jia Zheng smiled at Jia Mu and said.

Jia Mu smiled faintly and said, "Isn't this very good? Then go and read it. It's his own if you read it."

Jia Zheng smiled and said, "That's the reason. But before Brother Cong left, should he come to invite the old lady? He must always be filial to the fullest..."

Jia Mu's expression immediately became bad, and she looked at Jia Zheng with a bad look and said, "I don't need him to be filial. As long as I don't disturb my tranquility, I will be Amitabha!"

Jia Zheng smiled apologized and said, "How dare he disturb the old lady's tranquility? But please feel free."

Seeing Jia Mu looking at him with an unhappy face, Jia Zheng had to tell the truth: "Mother, Brother Cong is our family's child. If you can't pay tribute to the old lady, it will be hindered by Yu filial piety. Besides, what happened back then has nothing to do with Brother Cong..."

When Jia Mu heard this, she fell off her face and scolded: "His filial piety is hindered. If you do this, your filial piety will not be hindered?"

If it weren't for the shameless prostitute and woman back then, your father wouldn't have gone early."

When Jia Zheng heard this, his face turned red and his ears red, he knelt down and said, "Mother, how dare my son forget his father's kindness?

It’s just that all the mistakes of the predecessors are all the faults of their predecessors.

Wasn’t my father instructed me to take Cong’er back home that day?

My father was worried that Brother Cong'er would be instigated to be abusive by that woman.

Now it seems that my father is wise!”

Thinking of his deceased father, Jia Zheng burst into tears.

Mrs. Wang, Jia Lian, Wang Xifeng and others also burst into tears.

Seeing him like this, Jia Mu sighed and shed two lines of tears, saying regretfully: "That bastard is frivolous and charming, and sheds nonchalantly. I don't know how your elder brother was blind back then..."

After all, if there are younger generations, Mrs. Wang should leave some decentness to her uncle in front of her, so it is not easy to say much.

Jia Mu swallowed her unfinished words and said tiredly: "Since you are so optimistic about him, it's better to come and meet him before leaving.

In the future, during the holidays, you can come and kowtow to ask for peace, just for normal times.

I will always have to live in peace.

Go back..."

...

After leaving Rongqing Hall, Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang walked in front, Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng followed behind, and the group walked under the corridor.

After leaving Jia Mu's Courtyard, Jia Zheng said to Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng: "You two can go to East Road Courtyard for a walk."

Jia Lian nodded and Wang Xifeng said, "Master, what's the point of doing it when you go to the East Road Court?"

Mrs. Wang frowned and said, "You can say this?"

Wang Xifeng hurriedly smiled and said, "Madam, I misunderstood. I didn't mean that. I mean, the master asked us to go to the East Road Courtyard to do something, and it was not that he didn't want to go."

Jia Zheng nodded and said, "Gangcong'er is going to pay tribute to the master, he is going to study and always say goodbye.

You go and shout for me, and you will say that my name is Cong Ge'er and you have something to do."

When Wang Xifeng heard this, she immediately understood.

Jia Zheng was afraid that Jia Cong would suffer in the East Road Courtyard, so he asked them to be rescuers.

Thinking of this, Wang Xifeng complained in her heart: It’s a good thing that the master treats Jia Cong…

He glanced at Mrs. Wang, and saw that she didn't say anything, he smiled and went to the East Road Courtyard with Jia Lian.

After the two left, Jia Zheng said to Mrs. Wang: "The old lady was uncomfortable just now, so I didn't say that. The wife thought, how could Baoyu go to the Imperial College to study together?"

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she didn't care about being so jealous of Jia Zheng treating Jia Cong, and hurriedly said, "Master, Baoyu is in poor health, so I'm afraid she won't be able to endure hardship when she goes there."

Seeing Jia Zheng sinking his face, he quickly said, "Even if I want him to go, but the old lady can't nod.

Today I am the old lady’s baby, please don’t....”

Before he finished speaking, Jia Zheng sighed and said, "You have to make more progress. If you just keep going like this, how can you do it..."

Thinking of Jia Mu's spoiling Baoyu again, this matter could not be done, and he couldn't help but shook his head a little lonely.

Seeing Jia Zheng like this, Mrs. Wang felt uncomfortable.

I can only think of another way to see if there is any good way to achieve the best of both worlds...

...

In front, Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng had already boarded the eight-treasure horse-drawn carriage and rushed to the east road courtyard.

In the car, Wang Xifeng asked carefully what happened in Rongxi Hall today, and then asked: "So, is Jia Cong really a good handwriting? How old is he..."

Jia Lian leaned lazily on the Jin leaning on him casually: "What if he doesn't matter, maybe he has talent, so what should he be?"

Wang Xifeng smiled and said, "You are naturally too lazy to care about him, but the master likes him to the core.
To be continued...