Ningguo Mansion, study room.

It's midsummer, but a family like Ning Mansion never worries about the scorching heat.

There are bronze ice mirrors placed in each of the four corners of the study, all in the shape of auspicious animals.

The ice mirror filled with ice cubes continuously sprays a light white mist from the mouth of the beast's head, making the room cool and refreshing.

Jia Zhen wore a thin satin brocade dress, held a green lotus porcelain cup in her hand, and tasted the rock sugar lotus seed soup in the cup with a spoon...

After one stick of incense, Jia Zhen put down the porcelain cup and glanced sideways at Jia Rong, who had been standing in the hall for a long time. She let out a contemptuous snort and asked, "What's going on with that evildoer these days?" ?”

Jia Rong's waist and legs were sore. When asked about it, she quickly raised her head and said with a smile, "Sir, Jia Qiang has been busy studying every day these days..."

Jia Zhen said "hmm" dissatisfied and said: "I don't know what kind of guy he is? If he can settle down and study, the dragon will also lay eggs. What did Mr. Xueli say? Didn't he hit him?"

Jia Rong's face froze when he heard this, hesitating and not knowing how to reply. This delay made Jia Zhen furious and yelled: "Damn little beast, don't you even know how to speak?" What? You dare to neglect me now?"

Jia Rong was so excited that she hurriedly said: "Master, it's not my son who dares to neglect me, I'm just wondering..."

"What are you wondering about? Let's make it clear, if you dare to fool me, I won't be as good as you today!"

Jia Zhen's words with a long drawl made Jia Rong sweat profusely in the cool room.

Jia Rong said: "Master, my son is wondering. The master in the school has asked Jia Qiang to answer questions every day these days, but all the difficult questions he asked were answered by Jia Qiang..."

"What?"

Jia Zhen opened her eyes wider, looked at Jia Rong and said, "You said that even the master in the school can't stand that evil obstacle? How is that possible?"

Jia Rong said helplessly: "It's true. My son asked more than one person, and many of the clan members saw it... By the way, Uncle Bao and Uncle Xue went to Xueli to see Tian'er these days, just to see Such a wonderful sight."

When Jia Zhen heard this, her face looked a little ugly, and she was suspicious in her heart: Could it be that the villain has been pretending to be crazy and acting stupid in front of him all these years?

Seeing his silence, Jia Rong was frightened. She thought for a while and said, "But my master also approved Jia Qiang twice..."

Jia Zhen looked up, and her fierce gaze made Jia Rong's face turn pale. Jia Zhen asked in a deep voice, "What did the Master say?"

Jia Rong hurriedly replied: "My grandpa said that Jia Qiang's handwriting was written too many times, so she needs to practice more frequently, otherwise the examiner will not be able to read the words at the first sight after the exam, and the paper will be discarded. Even if she is lucky enough to get through, she will not be able to pass it in the future. When selecting officials in the Ministry of Civil Affairs, there are four levels of personal experience, words and calligraphy. If your calligraphy is not up to standard, you will not be able to be selected as an official."

Jia Zhen snorted and said with a sneer: "He still wants to choose an official position? Let's have his spring and autumn dream! Go and tell Grandpa, just say that the evil word has disgraced our Jia family. You can't even write it." Okay, what else should I read? Let him discipline the evildoer well, and let him write fifty more big words every day! If he can't write well, then discipline him severely!"

Jia Rong thought for a while and hesitated: "Master, I'm afraid Jia Qiang may not even have the money to buy pen, ink and paper..."

Jia Zhen looked sideways and said, "Don't try to trick me. You bastards, who of you don't carry twenty or thirty taels of silver as a cushion? Otherwise, how can you go out to eat, drink, whore, and gamble at any time?"

Jia Rong blushed and said hurriedly: "Master Mingjian, but Jia Qiang's money has been spent. In the past few days, he has been going to his uncle's house in Nancheng. His uncle's family is very poor, and a cousin has given birth to a child with the root of the disease.

, Jia Qiang spent most of her money on his uncle's family."

Hearing this, Jia Zhen sneered and said: "Use my Jia family's money to supplement my maternal family. That's great! That's just right. You can ask the master to discipline the evildoer to practice calligraphy. If he can't practice well, he'll be beaten hard! In addition,

Let Lai Sheng go and ask where the evil uncle's family is making a living and cut off their livelihood. I want to see how long that evil uncle can use the money of my Jia family to support them!"

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Rongning Street West, Rongguo Mansion.

The back porch of the back room of the inner house goes west, along a wide north-south road, and opposite to the south is a small three-room Baoxia hall.

Jia Rong came out of Ning Mansion and rushed here quietly.

It was the afternoon rest time, and five or six second-class women and seven or eight girls were quietly standing under the porch of Baoxia, enjoying the cool breeze passing by.

But no one dared to make a single noise.

Jia Rong admired her heart and stepped forward to report to a woman in a low voice: "Please ask Mother Lin to go in and tell the second aunt that I have been ordered by our master and my wife to discuss with the second aunt that we will invite the old lady to come to us tomorrow morning."

My family is going to Huifang Garden to enjoy the cool air and watch a play..."

The woman heard the words and said softly: "Second, grandma just finished taking care of things and took a rest. She felt light and woke up at the slightest movement. If she wakes up now, her nap will be useless today. Uncle Xiao Rong,

If there is nothing urgent, please wait for an hour before coming back."

Jia Rong said anxiously: "It's really urgent..." After a pause, he said: "If it wasn't related to the old lady, why would I bother running around in the bright sun?"

This woman and her husband Lin Zhixiao are both popular servants in the Rong Mansion, and even Jia Rong has to give them some dignity.

After hearing the words, the woman said nothing more and turned around and entered Baoxia. However, after a cup of tea, she came out again with a faint look on her face and said: "Uncle Xiao Rong, grandma said, if I don't have an explanation today,

It’s impossible to get through.”

Jia Rong sneered, thanked him and quickly entered...

"Please be safe, Aunt Second, and be safe, Aunt Ping!"

Entering Baoxia Zuonuan Pavilion, passing through a bead curtain, Jia Rong greeted a beautiful woman reclining in the tent, and then greeted the attendant outside the tent who was covered in silk, gold and silver, and a beautiful face.

The beautiful young girl invited me.

Before the girl outside the tent returned the courtesy, the woman inside the tent said lazily: "Don't make such a weird look, disturbing my dream in the middle of the day, and under the guise of an old lady. If you can't tell me something, I will

I'll reward you with my big mouth in a while, and then I'll have someone set up a car and go to Dongfu, and let Brother Zhen beat you!"

Hearing this, Jia Rong took two steps forward with a flattering smile, knelt down on the ground, and said, "Second aunt, if there is nothing urgent, how dare my nephew disturb you at noon?"

The woman is naturally the young mistress of the housekeeper of Rong Mansion, Lian Er. Grandma Wang Xifeng is known as Feng Lazi.

The clan has a reputation for being bold, aggressive and tough-minded.

People who like her praise her as a heroine among women, and it is difficult for ordinary men to compare with her.

Those who hated her called her a chicken like Si Chen and a cruel and cruel black smiling worm.

Wang Xifeng was still angry and yelled: "Stop embarrassing your mother and tell me what's going on?"

Hearing this, Jia Rong first looked back at the direction outside the door, then turned around and smiled at Ping'er, then lowered her voice and said: "Second Aunt, it's not because of Brother Qiang's matter, we can never hide secrets in our house.

, the second aunt must have heard about Brother Qiang. No one else dared to protect him, so my nephew had no choice but to go to the second aunt and ask her to help me out of respect for my brother and me in the past.

Help him. Otherwise, Brother Qiang may be forced to death!"

After saying that, I actually shed tears.

This look made Wang Xifeng and Ping'er both moved...

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Chapter completed!