Qingwen hurriedly stepped forward to help. After the two of them were put on, Jia Cong suddenly felt something. He turned around and saw Chunyan standing at the door of the east wing, looking at the pair of disheveled "dog men and women" with resentment...

"Ha, what do you think? Let's get a wash water, and it will be yours in the future."

Jia Cong saw Chunyan looking at him helplessly.

After hearing this, Chunyan burst into tears and laughed happily and went to prepare.

...

After two o'clock, Jia Cong had breakfast and was about to continue studying, but a small figure came in.

He didn't pick up the door curtain, and just bumped into it.

If it’s not Jia Huan, who would it be?

Jia Congqi said: "Why are you here so early today?"

Jia Huan did not answer, frowned and stared at Jia Cong with great grudges, as if he was watching a revolutionary traitor...

Although Jia Cong treated him well, he was not used to his faults. Seeing that he didn't speak, he ignored him and picked up the book and continued to read.

But after a cup of tea, I heard a burst of sobs and crying. I raised my eyebrows and saw Jia Huan lowering his head and wiping his tears.

He laughed in silence and said, "I haven't seen you for a day, why have you become a girl? Still crying?"

"Pooh!"

Jia Huan spat in anger, but spat out a bubble of snot. He hurriedly reached out and pressed it. Seeing Jia Cong laughing unkindly, he was angry and embarrassed and shouted: "You have become a girl. The more you look like a girl!"

Jia Cong shook his head and said, "I won't stand there crying without a word. If I have something to say, I will go read the book quickly if I have nothing to say."

Seeing that Jia Cong was so "ungrateful", Jia Huan didn't even coax him. He completely believed that he had betrayed him and became a group of people with Baoyu and the others. He felt so sad and sad that he simply sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Jia Cong couldn't read the book, so he had no choice but to get up and said, "What's wrong? No one provoked you early in the morning, why are you crying?"

Jia Huan cried and scolded: "You are a maggot-hearted evil, no...the seeds of luck, I forgot that I am so nice to you..."

It can be seen how much influence a mother has on her child. These eight CDs are the words of Aunt Zhao, which made Jia Huan use them as soon as possible.

"Now you have reached the top and will no longer be stubborn with me, but will please the master and his wife, and will only be stubborn with Baoyu and others, and will no longer be stubborn with me."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Upon hearing this, Jia Cong said laughing and crying: "Who said I am not stubborn with you? I asked Xiaohong to keep an extra egg for you, but it is now hot in the water stove in the east ear room."

Jia Huan was strong and shouted, "Who ate your rotten eggs? I won't eat them!"

Jia Cong said: "Then what do you want to do?"

Jia Huan looked up at Jia Cong and said, "Don't go to the Imperial College with Baoyu to study. Just study at home. I'll invite you to Nanjixihutong tomorrow. I'll invite you to eat mutton and miscellaneous pots. I'll eat a candy man, okay?"

This is the highest price he can offer...

Jia Cong patiently explained: "Brother Huan, I am different from you. If I don't study, there will be no way out."

Jia Huan could not understand this. He kicked his feet on the ground and shouted, "If I don't listen, I won't let you study. You are so heartbroken..."

"Shut up!!"

A clear shout came from outside the door. When Jia Huan heard the sound, his little body, which was twitching, suddenly became quiet.

Jia Cong looked at the door curiously, and saw the curtain lifting open, and a beautiful figure entered. If it weren't the third girl Jia Tanchun, who was it?

"Why are the third sister here?"

Jia Cong asked with a smile.

Jia Tanchun nodded to Jia Cong first, but did not answer, but raised his eyebrows and glared at Jia Huan and said, "What is this place? You are also dependent on it? If you don't study hard, you can't study. Please cry again and try it, carefully your skin!"

Jia Huan looked like a desolate cat, drooping his head, and didn't dare to take a breath.

"What are you doing when you sit on the ground? Want to sit out and sit! Why don't you wash your face?"

Jia Tanchun got angry, and even Xiaohong, Chunyan and Qingwen who were rushing to the side held their breath.

They had long heard that the third girl of the Jia family was amazing, but they didn't expect it to be amazing.

Jia Huan, who had wanted to make a fuss before, got up in shame, walked around Tanchun for a long time, and went out to wash his face.

Xiaohong had the ability to follow her and went out to prepare a copper basin veil.

After Jia Huan went out, Tanchun smiled at Jia Cong, who was smiling opposite him, said: "I know that the third brother is good to Huan'er, but he is still young after all. The third brother is the older brother, so he should be disciplined strictly."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "He is still young, only five or six years old, so there is no need to be too strict. He is still sensible in major matters.

When I was in the East Road Courtyard, if he hadn't helped me, I would probably still be eating moldy steamed buns in my ear room today."

Tanchun said angrily: "As for this, I'm not doing anything wrong. Then I'll call him again and let him continue to make trouble with you!"

Jia Cong hurriedly smiled and said, "Hey, there is no need. Today I have to see my sister's heroic and handsome style, so it would be good to let Brother Huan learn a lesson."

When Tanchun heard this, his pretty face turned red and he said angrily: "I fell down and helped my third brother. When I turned around, my aunt might blame me. My third brother didn't thank me and joked about me. What's the reason?"

Jia Cong laughed and said, "Thank you, why don't you thank me? I just don't know what my third sister wants?"

Tanchun was waiting for this. She smiled and looked at Jia Cong with bright and vivid eyes. She reached out and took out a roll of paper from her sleeve, handed it to Jia Cong and said, "Please give me some advice from my third brother!"

Seeing this, Jia Cong felt vaguely in his heart. He took the paper and opened it. Sure enough, it was the copy of Wang Mojie's "Autumn Night in the Mountain" written by him yesterday.

More than once, the size of a serious book cover is about ten pages.

He did not make excuses and took a serious look.

I have to say that Jia Tanchun does have the talent in calligraphy and his brushwork is quite heavy.

The pen tip is also quite powerful.

However, this style does not conform to the natural charm of Dong Qichang's calligraphy.

It looks like it's gone apart...

After reading it for a cup of tea, Jia Tanchun was extremely satisfied with this attitude.

However, after reading the last piece of paper, Jia Cong still didn't say anything. Jia Tanchun knew that he was in a dilemma and smiled and said, "The third brother is really soft-hearted. It's hard for his sister to say it directly, and he still has to carefully speak?"

Jia Cong smiled casually and said, "I am ashamed, I am not as free and easy as my third sister. But it is not good to say something bad... In this way, I will write it again, and the third sister sees my pen tip."

Jia Tanchun said happily when he heard this, "This is the best. I want to ask my third brother for a visit! I thought about it in the middle of the night, but I couldn't write the font like the third brother. Not to mention the similarity of the spirit, it's hard to even look similar."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Just say that his sisters don't need heretics..."

As he said that, he sat back in front of the table near the west window and prepared to grind the ink.

However, Jia Tanchun took the ink stone and ground it.

After laughing, Jia Cong took his pen and dipped it in ink, brewed a little, and wrote a line of words on the paper:

Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement!

Using ancient, plain, slightly cloud-scrolled fonts, writing such majestic and heavy Yi Yan, the strong and sharp contrast inside makes Tanchun's eyes and eyebrows burst out with dazzling brilliance in an instant!

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Chapter completed!