Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 30 [030] Qin Keqing: spit!he is not a man

Chapter 30 [030] Qin Keqing: spit!he is not a man
Now that we've talked about it, Jia Chen can't refuse anymore, so he said with a smile:

"Okay then, just hand me the towels and clothes."

What Qingwen said just now, "You can't be proud of being favored", still rings in your ears. It seems that this girl knows how to measure, advance and retreat, and understand the general situation.

In the original book, she should have been spoiled by Jia Baoyu, and she gradually lost her sense of dignity and acted on her beauty. In addition, Mrs. Wang, who speaks like a snake and destroys flowers with her hands, will end up being chased to death. .

Hearing Jia Chen's order, Qingwen smiled and said:

"Okay, I'm going to boil water for Brother Chen."

After finishing speaking, she put on her apron, walked to the stove, cleaned the pot, poured water, and added firewood for the fire.

The apron was so wide that it covered her petite body, leaving only her pretty face, white jade neck and two lotus arms exposed.

The stove licked the bottom of the pot, and the swaying orange-red fire reflected on her body, plating a layer of flickering gold on the curves of her waist, buttocks and back. The fire also danced and swayed in her watery foxy eyes, which moved people's hearts. , soul-stirring.

Jia Chen felt that this scene seemed familiar, he couldn't help swallowing, and quickly poured himself a cup of herbal tea into his belly, quenching his boredom and thirst, locking his mind and tying his horse.

On the other side, in the Ningguo Mansion, there was also a man who was fidgeting and feeling guilty.

This person is Jia Rong, the groom official.

Beside him, sitting in a red hijab, a beautiful girl with a figure like a jade lute, was Qin Keqing.

Qin Keqing is good at style and looks like a moon. Before marrying Jia Rong, she was taught about men and women by her mother at home.

Through the thin red silk hijab, she could vaguely see Jia Rong's every move.

Seemingly feeling the peeping through the red hijab, Jia Rong felt like sitting on pins and needles, sweating from the tip of her nose.

The reason he was so nervous was because he was inhumane.

This made him feel inferior all the time, so he often went to Fengyue places, drank flowers and wine, and admired the oirans, to cover up his incompetence.

Unexpectedly, tonight he had to enter the bridal chamber.

During the day, he had secretly drank three bowls of tiger penis wine and five bowls of deer antler soup, and also ate a bunch of medicine for tiger and wolf.

But he found desperately that he still couldn't lift it.

Maybe after taking off all my clothes and being honest with each other, it will be all right?
After a while, there was a soft cry in the bridal chamber:
"You! Are you a eunuch? Stay away from me!"

At the same time, in the next room, Jia Zhen was eating and drinking with her two concubines in her arms.

Whenever he thought of the scene of Jia Chen holding the head and approaching him like a murderous god, he felt terrified, terrified and restless, and hated the shipwreck.

"This matter must not be left as it is, you fucking wait for me!" Jia Zhen gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice from next door.

"What eunuch?" Jia Zhen was slightly taken aback, but suddenly realized something, she was so angry that she almost flipped the table.

His grandma's!

His son turned out to be a eunuch?
If this bastard is really an inhuman eunuch, wouldn't I be dying?
孽 孽!
How did a waste that was not planted be born!

Jia Zhen clutched her cramped heart, feeling dizzy and almost fainted.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" The two concubines hurriedly supported him and poured tea into his mouth.

Jia Zhen was in a hurry, stretched out two Lushan claws, and said angrily: "The firecrackers are coming, lie down!"

The moment she climbed to the fairy pavilion, Jia Zhen felt as if she was drunk, her eyes were blurred, and in a trance, the two people on the table turned into Qin Keqing and Qin Keqing.

strange!
Why is Qin Keqing so full of thoughts?

Unlike other guests, Jia Zhen met Qin Keqing.

This woman's appearance is bright and charming, and she is coquettish and graceful, and half of her body is softened just by looking at it.

Such a stunner, is she going to be a widow?

This damned evil obstacle is simply reckless.

Since the son can't be a human being, can he be himself?
The next morning, Jia Chen got up early, only to find that Qingwen was still curled up in the bed, facing the wall, wondering if she had woken up.

In fact, Qingwen woke up early.

Was woken up.

She suspected that she saw a water snake in the basin last night.

It ended up being a nightmare.

Jia Chen didn't wake her up, this girl was exhausted last night, let her sleep for a while.

After washing up, Jia Chen heated up the half pot of tofu skin buns left over from last night, fried another twelve eggs, and ate five buns and six eggs by himself.

As time went by, his appetite became bigger and bigger.

Jia Chen wondered, when he became an adult, would he need to eat Doumi like Zhu Bajie?

He left two steamed buns and two eggs for Qingwen, Jia Chen put the remaining two steamed stuffed buns and eggs in a food box, took another copper teapot, and rushed to deliver food to Lin Daiyu.

It's not a long-term solution to deliver meals to Sister Lin every meal. Jia Chen doesn't think it's troublesome, but if he can't get away one day, wouldn't Sister Lin have to suffer from hunger?

It seems that we must hurry up and teach her the Wudang Seven Star Sword, especially the lightness kung fu and agility in the sword manual, so that she can fly out of Rong Mansion's cage by herself, go to the market outside to buy food, or come to eat with her at home.

After Lin Daiyu had eaten and drank enough, Jia Chen immediately began to teach her Wudang Seven Star Sword.

"Sister Lin, first practice the first ten moves I taught you last night." Jia Chen wanted to test the teaching effect first.

"Okay!" Lin Daiyu held the branch in her hand and began to practice her sword in a dignified manner.

Immortals guide the way, hide flowers in leaves, climb mountains and chase snakes, tigers hold their heads, golden rooster stands alone, phoenix nods, Kuixing stands, Huanglong explores its claws, three rings surround the moon, Kuixing stands.

Although it looks a little rusty, it can already be used coherently and in one go.

"clap clap"

Jia Chen couldn't help clapping his hands.

Xiang dimple smiled shyly, and Lin Daiyu asked with crooked eyebrows:
"Brother Chen, how am I doing?"

Jia Chen laughed and said:

"You are graceful like a frightened bird, graceful like a swimming dragon, I have only taught you for so long, and you have already practiced to such an extent that you can be called a martial arts genius."

Lin Daiyu smiled shyly:

"Brother Chen is too famous, it's because of your good teaching."

In the slightly drunken spring breeze, Jia Chen taught Lin Daiyu the next ten tricks.

Unexpectedly, although these ten moves were much more difficult than the first ten moves, Lin Daiyu still learned them quickly.

After practicing for half an hour, through the gaps in the bushes, Jia Chen found shadowy servants shuttled back and forth in the nearby verandah.

Now that the sky is bright, there are more people coming and going in the mansion, Jia Chen can't stay for a long time, so he can only bid farewell to Daiyu, and leave over the wall.

Walking out of the secluded and deserted streets outside the wall and walking into Ningrong Street, Jia Chen lamented that Shenjing City is indeed an important place in Gyeonggi with a prosperous population.

The streets are bustling with people.

When several literati passed by Jia Chen, their conversations drifted into Jia Chen's ears:

"Yesterday, a friend of mine went to the Ningguo Mansion to attend a wedding banquet. I learned a shocking news. It turns out that Jia Chen, the author of "Disciple Regulations", is actually a descendant of the Rongguo Mansion! Moreover, he is only thirteen years old this year!"

"So young? You're like a child prodigy! I never expected that a family of martial arts would produce a junior with outstanding literary talents."

"The book "Disciples Regulations" is really good. It quotes classics from Confucian masterpieces such as "The Analects of Confucius" and simplifies them. It is easy to understand and can be called a masterpiece of elementary school."

"This book is really extraordinary. After I read it once, it still has endless aftertaste and is worth chewing repeatedly. It really opened my eyes and made me amazed."

Hearing these people's compliments, the corners of Jia Chen's lips twitched slightly. Unexpectedly, he was already famous.

If he writes another book by himself, the remuneration for writing the book must be high.

Now that the popularity has been opened, there is no need to rely on the financial resources and channels of Ningrong Second House to engrave and sell books.

Jia Zhen is unkind to herself, so naturally she won't be able to get a share of the pie in future books.

When he saw a library on the street, Jia Chen thought to himself:

Next, I can write "The Four Lessons of Liao Fan" and print it for sale in the library.

Now that I am famous, I don't know how much the library can set for me?

(End of this chapter)

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