Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 37 Another Golden Thigh
"Although your father is not his old man's real son, it's almost the same!"

The door of the private room was pushed open, and a very handsome middle-aged man with a long beard and an official uniform strode in. As soon as he entered the door, he complained unceremoniously to Jia She: "You Destroyed Xiao Shisi's palace? You are just looking for trouble, those people must be looking for trouble again."

"Just look for it, when did it stop all these years?"

Jia Amnesty didn't care about these at all, he just pulled his son over to wipe his hands and face, and patted the back of his head lightly: "This is Prince Ji, you can call him Uncle."

Ji Wang Liu Hong?So rich!He looks like the one in the Temple of the God of Wealth!
"Boom boom boom!"

His father had already hinted at his big, golden legs, so Jia Cong didn't hesitate at all, and when he knelt down, he made three bangs.

"Greetings to my uncle! May my uncle prolong his life and live younger!"

Jia Cong knocked his head so loudly that there was almost an echo in the private room, and Jia Cong kowtowed without any burden. As for the dignity of a traverser with weak knees, it has long been thrown away in front of the golden thick legs. It's cloud nine.

Evil feudal society, if he dares to mention this, the grass on the grave will be enough to feed a few sheep next year.

Liu Hong didn't expect Jia Cong to kowtow so sincerely. Seeing that the little Fuwa's forehead was red, he quickly pulled her up in reproach, took off the exquisite jade pendant around her waist, and stuffed it into her hand.

"My child, where did you get so many gifts... Uncle didn't prepare any meeting gifts for you today. This piece of jade was a tribute from the Western Regions. You can play with it."

Liu Hong felt that a piece of jade was still too shabby, so he took out a stack of silver bills from his sleeve, and stuffed them all into Jia Cong's arms: "Take it and spend it, my uncle has nothing else, and the poor only have silver bills left!"

Look, Hao Cheng is like this, he is the God of Wealth!

The silver ticket is a good thing, but Jia Cong really doesn't know whether he should take it or not.It was Jia She who twitched the corner of his mouth and let Jia Cong take it after he glanced at Liu Hong.

There were three more bangs, and Jia Cong's eyes were drawn into a line of laughter. He obediently poured tea for the God of Wealth's uncle and father, and sat aside to listen to the two of them talking.

"I'm going to Jiangnan, Uncle Nineteen, lend me your people."

Liu Hong looked at Jia Amnesty who seemed to have returned to the original, feeling both happy and worried.Today is different, without Jia Daishan, without big brother, can Jia Shen handle those people's schemes by himself?

However, he nodded solemnly: "Got it, I will let them prepare and serve as your guards when they leave Beijing. These people were soldiers brought out by you back then. With them, I can rest assured when you go south .”

Jia Amnesty picked up the teacup and toasted Liu Hong with tea instead of wine.The two of them didn't talk too much about it, but Jia Cong could still roughly guess that this trip to the south might not be smooth, it was both an opportunity and a crisis.

"Sincere, I will tell Brother Huang that the Zhen family has abolished Fourteen, and he will definitely cause disaster in the future."

Liu Hong felt a little bored, since at some point, the capital city became more and more troubled, which made him, the happy prince, feel uneasy.

After pondering for a long time, he continued to say: "You too, today is different from the past, why are you competing with him, why not just come to me? Oh, forget it, what to do if you think about it so much. If you are not happy, go and beat this kid!"

"Uncle Nineteen, don't worry, the saint will punish me with salary at most, and the whole capital is under his control. If he really wants to stop me, I won't be able to reach the gate of Prince Zhongxin's mansion. This is what the saint means, Liu Wei danced too much, and the Zhen family danced too much, forgetting who gave them honor and glory."

Jia She raised his hands and rubbed his son's little head, thinking to himself that his good son's entry into the palace this time is a way for him, at least he has more confidence in the road he will take in the future.

Seeing that Jia She had already made up his mind, Liu Hong knew that he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he drank the tea in the cup in one breath, took a deep look at Jia She and his son, and sighed: "Forget it, I don't want to talk about it either." Enough talking, let's go to the palace now. Enhou, be careful in everything!"

"Uncle Nineteen, don't worry, when I return to Beijing, I will bring you some good things from Jiangnan!"

Jia She bowed his hands, and Jia Cong followed suit: "Uncle, don't worry, I will take good care of my father!"

Liu Hong, who was originally sad, smiled and patted Jia Cong's head: "Good boy, when you go back to Beijing, uncle will take you to find some treasures."

……

"Master, the old lady invites the master and the third master to Rongxi Hall..."

Jia She and his son, who had just got off the carriage, hadn't even caught their breath when the doorman greeted them and said, "The old lady took what the saint gave to the third master and gave it to the second master Bao, and the second master was taught a lesson by the old lady because he stopped him." .”

"Where is Lian'er?" Jia She looked up at the plaque hanging on the gate and sneered.

The doorman was also clever, and immediately replied in a low voice: "The second master was taught a lesson and was punished to kneel outside Rongxi hall. The wife went to intercede, but was scolded by the old lady, and the second wife also said that the second master was stingy..."

Ah!What a joke!

Jia Amnesty took Jia Cong's hand and walked quickly to Rongxi Hall. Jia Cong could clearly feel that his father's anger was much greater today than in the past, because he trot all the way and almost missed his father's pace. .

Sure enough, in front of Rongxi Hall, apart from the maid Fei Cui guarding the door, Jia Lian was alone kneeling on the ground paved with bluestone slabs.

"stand up!"

Jia She walked up to the eldest son and reprimanded him coldly: "The heir of the dignified Rongguo Mansion has been humiliated to this point. This Rongguo Mansion doesn't matter!"

"Father……"

Jia Lian has been kneeling for a while, no matter how good her body is, she can't stand such a toss in late autumn.Even with Jia Cong's support, Jia Lian almost fell to the ground.

Without waiting for the maid to inform, Jia Amnesty raised the curtain and walked in with a cold face.

"Mother, is Lian'er your own grandson? Luhan in late autumn, he knelt outside the house for an hour and ignored him. What did he do wrong to make you so angry? Could it be wrong to defend his younger brother? Otherwise, son Shangdao Zhezi, this Rongguo Mansion should be directly handed over to the second child's family."

"You bastard, what are you talking about?"

Mother Jia, who was chatting and laughing with her grandchildren, was instantly livid with anger. Everyone in the room, including Mrs. Wang, was as still as a chilling cicada.

At this time, Jia She was exuding a cold air all over his body, and even the youngest Xichun felt something was wrong, so he tried his best to squeeze into Yingchun's arms.

The juniors didn't even have time to stand up and salute, so Jia She sneered again and said, "Isn't it? What the sage bestowed on Brother Cong, you can take it away as soon as you say? Do you know that it was specially given to Brother Cong by the sage?" Is he studying for the test of fame? Is Baoyu missing those books? If not, my son, who is an uncle, will go and bring the bookstore back to him now!"

　There is another chapter in the second half of the night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)