Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 203 Are There Immortal Gods In The World? (two in one)

Tonight's moon looks like Baoyu's face...

Jia Cong told the old lady's worries in the past few days, and Master Xi slapped his thigh and said, "This is a good thing, why do you refuse?"

"Father, aren't you afraid that Princess Tu will hang Second Brother Bao from a tree and whip him?"

"She dares!"

Elder Xi's eyes widened with anger, and then he coughed in embarrassment: "Of course, this is also possible... Cough cough, then I don't want it."

Jia Jiu brought over the ice-cold fruit wine, which is the best way to quench thirst in summer.

Passed the fruit wine to the two of them, Jia Jiu took over the conversation and said, "General, the third master, in fact, the second master Bao needs a wife who can stand up, otherwise, with the second master Bao's temperament, the future life will be terrible." It is much more difficult.”

The words are not very nice, but they are very reasonable.

Master Xi also became serious and nodded: "Lao Jiu is right, Baoyu's temperament is too soft, if I and Lao Er leave, he will not even be able to guard the house."

"Isn't there still me and the second brother here, how can I watch the second brother Bao suffer..."

Before Jia Cong could finish speaking, Elder Xi shook his head.

"You don't understand, you will have separate families in the future after all. Brothers who are separated from each other, how can you take care of other people's family affairs? The old lady also saw this, so she was anxious to make an engagement for Baoyu."

Jia Jiu nodded at the right time, the little fat man hadn't turned the corner yet.

"General, there are quite a few people in the capital who are planning for Second Lord Bao. Even Cheng'en Gong's mansion is privately inquiring about it. Cheng'en Gong still has a granddaughter who is not married."

Cheng'en Gong's mansion is the mother's family of the Empress Dowager, Mr. She is a little confused.

The Cao family is not ordinary military relatives and nobles. They have contributed to raising the present, and at least three generations of wealth have been established.

He asked suspiciously, "The Cao family? Has the Cao family also inquired about Baoyu?"

"That's true. The youngest daughter of the second master of the Cao family should be about the same age as the second girl of our family. The second master Xiao Bao is one year old, and it's time to talk about marriage. A few days ago, the second master Bao went to the racecourse with the old lady for a banquet. At that time, I made a few poems, which attracted applause from all the halls. General, Cao Erye is the same as the second master, who likes poetry and books."

Jia Jiu explained the reason in detail, and the little fat man said in a daze, "There's this thing? Why didn't I know?"

"The little third master is busy being a doll's head and taking care of the children."

"Baoyu is indeed born intelligent and talented in poetry."

Master Xi was moved again. If the Empress Dowager's family is willing to marry their daughter to Baoyu, the future of Jia's family will be more stable.

"Cao Dudu's younger sister?"

Cao Jiugong is good-looking, so his younger sister is not too bad. Brother Bao is in the late stage of Yangou, the hopeless kind...

"San'er, you can inquire about it another day, and see how the girl from the Cao family is doing?"

Master She thought that as soon as it came out, he immediately began to arrange tasks for Jia Cong.

Jia Cong remembered Xichun's Tong Yan today, and asked tentatively, "Father, what about Sister Yun?"

Jia She asked in surprise, "What should I do? What happened to Yun girl?"

"The little third master is talking about the rumors in the house, saying that the second master Bao and Miss Yun are childhood sweethearts..."

"Ridiculous! I've only settled down for a few days, and I can't control my mouth anymore..."

After a brief moment of anger, Jia She began to think strangely.It's not impossible to talk about Yun girl and Baoyu.

No, this matter has to be discussed with the old lady and carefully considered.

"father……"

The Grand Master She, who was deep in thought, waved his hand: "Go to sleep, you'll be busy tomorrow. Leave this matter alone, I'll discuss it with the old lady and your second uncle."

……

meow~
In the morning of August, even the wind is hot and dry.

The little fat man felt hotter and hotter as he slept, and when he woke up, he found two cats, one white and one yellow, lying on his stomach.

For some reason, the two little raccoon slaves in the family seemed to like Jia Cong more, so they ran from Rongxi Hall to Jia Cong's place without paying attention.

Jia Cong's belly bulged, and during the ups and downs, the two squinting little raccoon slaves completely opened their eyes, stretched their waists, and began to step on the soft belly...

"Hey, this is Grandpa's belly, not a cat's paw!"

Seeing the two kittens showing their paws and preparing to grind them, Jia Cong immediately sat up, grabbed the back of their necks with each hand, and lifted them up to play the piano to the cats.

After the two cats had listened to the "cat morality" education, he turned over and got up, dressed and washed.

Just as she was about to have breakfast, Daiyu dragged the little girl Xichun who was wiping her tears to Jia Cong's small courtyard.

"Little Orange!"

Just as Jia Cong picked up a bun, Xichun, who was wiping away tears, rushed over and picked up the little orange cat that was circling around Jia Cong's feet.

"Sister Lin, have you had breakfast yet?"

Daiyu shook her head with crooked eyebrows, picked up the white cat Shuang'er who ran forward, and said to Jia Cong: "Where is the time to eat, the fourth sister cried early in the morning and said that Xiaoju was gone. If I hadn't touched When I heard that the cat ran away from you, Uncle, I guess she could flood Rongxi Hall with her tears."

"Xiao Jixiang, go to the kitchen and tell me to bring some more meals. There is also cat food, and I will also send it to Grandpa..."

Jia Cong yelled out the door, and the maid heard it and said yes.

"I don't know how these two cats came in. When I woke up early in the morning, they were lying on my belly. I was woken up abruptly by the heat."

lol...

Xichun couldn't help laughing out loud, and stopped teaching Xiaoju who was running around, hugging her stomach and laughing.

Daiyu also covered her mouth and smiled when she heard the words, and nodded the little white cat's head: "I am the one who supports you, but I only know how to please Brother Cong, be careful that I will sell you."

meow~
Xichun also imitated the example, but cat people probably can't understand how to play the piano to cats, so a long period of "cat virtue" education only got meows and a bowl of cat food.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, apart from the family banquet at noon, there is nothing else to do during the day.

The old lady and Mrs. Xing were worried about the banquet, the second sister Yingchun and the third sister Tanchun went to help, and Daiyu, Xiangyun and Xichun just stayed in Jia Cong's small courtyard to play.

In the shade, the incense drives away mosquitoes.

As soon as the small table was set up, Daiyu and Xiangyun were playing chess, Xichun followed Jia Cong, each with a rocking chair, with a kitten on each stomach, dangling...

In the comfortable atmosphere, Jia Cong had already had an affair with Laojun for several epochs.

woohoo...

The little fat man's swollen belly rose and fell, and the little white cat flicked its tail.

On the other side, Xichun also fell asleep. In her dream, there was no Laojun, only plates of delicacies, plates of dim sum, and strings of candied haws...

I met Laojun in my dream, and Laojun finally got bored after enduring the nagging of the little fat man for several epochs.

With a wave of his long sleeves, Jia Cong opened his eyes.

He raised his hands, still so fat!I looked around again, there was nothing...

"Ugh, you didn't even give me a gourd elixir, Lao Jun is so stingy!"

After talking to himself, Jia Cong sat up, feeling relieved after complaining about his boredom in his dream.

He couldn't help but chanted: "Come and sleep with a few books in your spare time, and dream into the pot for another day. It's as if Xiyi has met face to face, and Dazhen can pass it on personally."

Ok?
Daiyu and Xiangyun, who had been concentrating on fighting on the chessboard, raised their heads and looked suspiciously at Jia Cong who was full of energy.

After Daiyu gave birth, she said to Jia Cong: "Brother Cong, did you meet an immortal in your dream? Tell me, how many volumes of immortal literature have the immortal passed on to you?"

"How did Sister Lin know?"

Daiyu tilted her head and blinked her eyes: "Isn't it mentioned in your poem? It's true that you can pass it on personally."

"Ha, dreaming of immortals is true, but this poem was written by Xie Yuanlang, who loves to eat braised chicken wings."

Jia Cong slumped back on the rocking chair, put the little white cat on his stomach, and said to the two of them: "In my dream, I climbed straight to the 33rd heaven, and came to the Tiandoushi Palace of Lihen, where I had an affair with the Supreme Lord. A long time of leisure..."

"The old Taoist has been cultivating the Tao for decades, and he has never had a dream meeting with immortals. Brother Cong's fate makes the old Taoist envious!"

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter outside the small courtyard, and then two people appeared outside the door, they were the big maid Yuanyang next to the old lady, and Taoist Zhang who was pure and empty.

Jia Cong got up quickly, Daiyu gently woke Xichun who was sleeping soundly, and the four of them went up to greet her.

This Taoist priest is no ordinary person, but the substitute of Jia Cong's great-grandfather, the elder of Jia's family who is serious.

Another point is that the old Taoist priest was personally called the "Great Illusion Immortal" by the former emperor, and now he is in charge of the Daolu Secretary Seal, and he is now named "End Real Man".

It is said that in the Temple of Heavenly Masters in Longhu Mountain, there are not many people with a higher status than the old Taoist priests. After all, there are only a few people who can wear purple robes in the whole Great Xia.

"Grandpa Zhang, why are you here?"

Jia Cong bowed down, and the three daughters behind him also made a blessing.

Because Taoist Zhang is the elder of Jia's family, there is no need to shy away from it.Daoist Zhang touched the heads of each of them to show his blessing and avoid disaster.

Then he explained to Jia Cong: "Tonight's palace banquet, His Majesty sent an order to let the old man enter the palace. If there is nothing to do during the day, come to the house to have a look..."

"It's a good feeling. You haven't come home for a while."

Jia Cong invited the old Taoist to the hospital, the maid had already set up the tables and chairs, and after brewing some tea, the two seemed to be sitting and discussing Taoism.

After talking for a while, the old Taoist carefully looked at the crowd.

Suddenly, he raised his hand again, touched the little fat man's head, and said with a smile, "Brother Cong, you are fine!"

Ok?
Jia Cong asked in confusion: "Grandpa Zhang, I remember you said this when my father took me to the temple three years ago."

The old Taoist once again became a riddleman, and winked at Jia Cong: "The old Taoist indeed said, brother Cong, the Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, and people are the first. And you are the one!"

"You let me guess again!"

Jia Cong wished he could say something to drag the Riddler out, and said with a wry smile, "Grandpa Zhang, what is the meaning of this?"

"Don't reveal the secrets of the heavens. If you talk too much, the old man may not live to 99."

Daoist Zhang laughed, put aside the topic, and said to Daiyu: "Miss Lin's body looks much stronger than it was three years ago. The catastrophe is over, and there will be no more twists and turns in this life, and everything will be smooth."

Daiyu Yingying Fu worshiped, and responded softly: "Thank you for the blessings of the old heavenly master. The younger generation has received care from relatives and found a good doctor. Now it is no different from ordinary people."

"Miss Yun has gone through hardships, and everything should be smooth. The only thing is, remember not to trust his words, your future path will ultimately depend on yourself."

Xiang Yun was dazed when he heard it, but seeing the old Taoist didn't want to speak deeply, he could only bow down and thank him in a daze.

Seeing that the two elder sisters have received guidance and blessings, Xichun quickly raised her face: "What about me, what about me? Grandpa Zhang, you haven't said anything about me yet?"

"Fourth girl, it's a blessing to be able to eat!"

Hahahaha...

Jia Cong couldn't help laughing out loud, causing Xichun to rush forward to show his fist and beat his chest.

But she has small arms and legs, Jia Cong stretched out his right hand to press on her head, the little girl kicked her short legs, and danced her small fists so that she couldn't even touch Jia Cong's clothes.

Daiyu hugged him and whispered in his ear: "I'll beat him up for you later!"

Only then did Xichun give Jia Cong a supercilious look, and angrily turned her head to break off relations with her dear third brother for a quarter of an hour, unless he gave herself barbecue...

The old Taoist took out three wrapped talismans from his sleeve, and gave one to each of the three girls.

Especially Xichun, he even touched his head and said: "The old man didn't lie to you just now, your luck in this life is reflected in eating, maybe you can get a good marriage by eating."

Jia Cong saw that it did not seem to be a fake, and asked tentatively: "Grandpa Zhang, do you really know how to tell fortunes?"

"The old Taoist is a Daoist real person, how can he not have this ability. Are you going to talk about science to the old Taoist?"

The old Taoist did not answer directly, but instead mentioned what Jia Cong had said before.

cough cough...

"Then, are there really gods in this world?"

Jia Cong's question made the old Taoist confused. He shook his head and said regretfully, "The old Taoist doesn't know. People who are born with Su Hui have appeared, but why don't the gods appear?"

The last half of the sentence seemed to be the old Taoist's soliloquy, his voice was very low, but Jia Cong heard it clearly.

Geek!

His heartbeat quickened, and he stared at the old man closely.

Born Su Hui, are you saying that you have the memories of your previous life?
But the old man seemed to be confused by Jia Cong's question, and he didn't speak for a long time.

It wasn't until Jia Amnesty came in that the old Taoist woke up from his confusion, and said to Jia Cong, "Is it important for immortals or gods? At least this world has the final say!"

Daiyu had already taken the two little girls to Rongxi Hall, and the old Taoist finally got down to business.

"Enhou, there are traces of the Taoist monks that you let the old Taoist pay attention to before. They appeared in Suzhou, took away Zhen Shiyin, a famous scholar in Suzhou, and then disappeared into the mountains in the southwest."

Jia Amnesty's expression became serious in an instant, and he cupped his hands and said, "Old Heavenly Master, who is this monk? Everywhere they have appeared and everyone they have come into contact with is related to my family. And Miss Lin, Xue The girl from the family, and the girl from the Zhen family who was rescued by brother Cong, have all been in contact with her. Is it too strange?"

The old Taoist sighed and said, "There is no record of these two people in the classics of the Daolu Department, and even the brother in charge of Longhu Mountain has never seen these two people. The purpose of the old Taoist's visit to the house today is to say, be careful. Guard!"

"But we can't always be on guard, how can there be a reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days?"

Jia She smiled wryly and said: "You told me back then that the Jia family would suffer a catastrophe that cannot be stopped by manpower. The only chance should be on Brother Cong. Now it seems that it is true. Master, you don't want to test it anymore. Let me test, what is the origin of this monk? So that I can be mentally prepared."

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　This chapter can be regarded as a transitional chapter. This book is a historical text and will not write fairy tales.But there are gods and such in the original Red Chamber, I have to round this up.

　　I have to set up the identities of Jinghuan Fairy, Monk Dao, etc.The hole dug in front also needs to be filled, so I have to think about it.

　　Let’s stop here tonight and continue tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)