Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 16 Conflict
In Ningrong and Rongfu, the only person who has beaten Jia Baoyu so far is his father Jia Zheng.

From the aspect of etiquette, Jia Lian can teach Jia Baoyu, but Jia Cong can't, because Jia Baoyu is his cousin and the head of the residence.

But Jia Cong stood on the moral high ground this time, Xiao Xichun was so frightened by Jia Baoyu's sudden madness that his face turned pale, and Wang Xifeng still couldn't coax her.

"Second Master..."

The shrill cry startled Jia Cong, who wanted to keep getting angry, but Xiren who was kneeling on the ground suddenly screamed, and rushed over to push Jia Cong who was about to step forward to make up for it.

The sudden change caused Jia Cong to lose his balance. If he hadn't studied hard for the past few years, he would have hit the back of his head on the broken porcelain basin the moment he fell.

Jia Cong took the risk to support his fallen body with his hands, and the palms of his hands were painfully pierced by the tiles on the ground, and all the girls in the room between raising their hands exclaimed.

"Brother Cong..."

"Blood... Whoa whoa whoa..."

Those who screamed in worry, those who were scared to cry when they saw the blood, the chaos in the room instantly made Jia Cong's brain ache.

Xiren didn't show any fear at all, instead, with an innocent face, he threw himself on Jia Baoyu who had been kicked and fell to the ground, struggling to help Baoyu who was slumped on the ground, and began to cry.

She also pointed at Jia Cong and cursed: "Third Master Cong, how dare you hit Second Master, the ancestors will definitely punish you..."

To be honest, Jia Cong didn't have much dislike for Jia Baoyu, and even admired this silly cousin a little bit.

Soft-tempered, brainless, and slightly selfish are nothing, but Jia Baoyu, the son of Jingzhong, is definitely a good baby, and his natural benevolence is a bit too glamorous.

But what is the situation of the Jia family now?It is not an exaggeration to describe it as being at risk.Jia Zhu exhausted his efforts to compete for the imperial examinations and died young. As the only remaining son of the second wife, he actually mixed with the women every day, so that all the maids around him became deputy ladies.

These deputy ladies are now so proud that they dare to shout in front of their master, Jia Cong.It's a pity that Jia Cong is not Jia Baoyu, so he won't get used to these vice ladies.

It seems that Third Master Cong has kept a low profile for a long time, and some people have forgotten who is the real master in this mansion!

"Okay, okay, the little girl dares to shout in front of the master!"

The childishness on Jia Cong's face has not faded, but the stern look in his eyes is also very scary.He raised his feet and walked up to Jia Baoyu and Xiren.

"Use the old lady to suppress me? Xiren, you seem to have forgotten one thing. Your surname is Jia, and your father is the real successor of the Rongguo Mansion, the first-class general of Daxia. What's more, you are personally appointed by His Majesty." General Wude, a military officer of the fifth rank."

Jia Cong raised his bloody palm and sneered: "I'm guilty of the next crime, congratulations Xiren, the prison in Shuntian Mansion should welcome a person like you who doesn't know who is up or down!"

……

No one would have thought that they would develop into this after they were having fun at first.

Jia Baoyu almost ran away to Rongxi Hall, let alone attacking people.

The blood on Jia Cong's hands seemed to be her nightmare, forming a nightmare that lingered in her mind with the legendary prison in Shuntian Mansion, tormenting her all the time.

Yingchun carefully helped Jia Cong clean up the wound on his palm, his eyes were red, Daiyu and Tanchun were also around, and even Xiao Xichun, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, held up a bit of snack to feed to Jia Cong eat.

And Wang Xifeng had already gone to Rongxi Hall first, and some villains in the province would file a complaint first.She can't disobey the old lady, but she can tell the whole story of what happened here.

As for whether the old lady would listen, Wang Xifeng didn't even have the slightest extravagant hope.But with Jia Cong's current status, the old lady also has to take into account that flying fish suit that looks like a dragon and a python!
Daiyu frowned, biting her lip all the time and did not speak.

Jia Cong was pulled by Yingchun's injured hand, and carefully washed it with clean water. He grinned and grimaced, making Xiao Xichun laugh.

But Daiyu could still see the anger in Jia Cong's heart from Jia Cong's eyes, and this kind of anger was definitely not due to Xiren's subordinates.

She knew Jia Cong. To a certain extent, Jia Cong advocated equality more than Baoyu. At least Jia Cong never treated others differently because of their status, regardless of gender.

"Sister Yuanyang..."

The voice from the door made Yingchun and the others in the room tremble, but Jia Cong didn't care at all, but diverted their attention: "Second sister, the tie is too tight, it hurts my hand. "

"oh oh……"

Yingchun had no choice but to untie the white gauze, planning to re-bandage Jia Cong with medicine.

After Yuanyang entered the door, she saw the wound on Jia Cong's palm at a glance, and it was so serious. The second grandmother of Lian really did not lie, but attacked...

"Is something wrong?"

Jia Cong didn't have the habit of calling other people's sister, so he raised his eyes to look at Yuanyang, and said these two words calmly.

Yuanyang's whole body trembled, remembering that this master's official position is now higher than that of the second master, so he leaned over and performed a Wanfu salute, Yingying bowed down: "The maidservant greets the third master, and the old lady invites the third master to Rongxi Hall. "

"Understood, you go back first. Go there after I bandage the wound."

Jia Cong's answer made Yuanyang a little embarrassed, because the old lady's original words were to let Jia Cong go over immediately.

But she could also see that Jia Cong was different from the other masters in the mansion. Although he was young, his ideas were second only to the master of Dongkuayuan.

And she also saw the wound, even the medicine couldn't stop the bleeding, the third master didn't even say a word, and let the second girl apply the medicine to bandage.If it was the second master Bao, he would have been crying and making troubles, and the whole family would not be at peace.

Jia Cong saw that the mandarin duck had not returned for a long time, so he snorted coldly: "What? You also want to disobey the order of the Lord?"

"The slaves dare not!"

The mandarin duck hurriedly bowed down and said: "The servant just saw that the third master was seriously injured, and was thinking whether to report to the old lady to invite the doctor over."

Jia Cong nodded: "No, this is a small injury, why bother. You go back and tell the old lady, just say that I will come over after packing up, and ask her to stay longer."

Yuanyang once again blesses her body: "No."

After the mandarin duck retreated, Jia Cong, who was pretending to be an adult with a serious face, smiled and teased his sisters and said, "Do you think I am imitating it?"

"Like who?" Tanchun asked suspiciously.

"Like my father, even mandarin ducks are frightened by me!"

As soon as Jia Cong finished speaking, Daiyu and the others covered their mouths and laughed, and the silent atmosphere finally eased.

Yingchun took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Jia Cong's forehead carefully, and said softly, "I will go to Rongxi Hall later, but I dare not talk back to my ancestors, or you must be the one who suffers."

"Sister, don't worry, I still know the severity."

Daiyu poked Jia Cong's forehead and said, "I'll accompany you later..."

"And me and me..."

"Let's all go, the ancestors can't favor Baoyu in front of us."

Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun all asked to intercede for Jia Cong, but Jia Cong did not refuse.

But before he left, he had to go back.

Sometimes it's really cool to take advantage of the situation to overwhelm others. I don't know if the old lady saw him standing in front of her in a flying fish suit and an imperial yanling sword hanging from his waist. Could she still punish herself for venting her anger on the phoenix egg indiscriminately? ?
(End of this chapter)