Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 87
There has been peace in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, and the martial arts among the people have long since drifted away with the wind on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

No one thought that the people who came to the boat to find beauty would carry a sword with them, and the handle of the sword was embroidered with gold silk, and the dragon's head was lying on the dragon's head, which must be gifted by the emperor.

The Jin family is also a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River. As the leader of the Jin family's generation, how could it be possible that they don't even have this vision?

"Dare to ask, but the young Jia Qianhu of the Rongguo Mansion is face to face? Jin Lun, my father, Jin Defan, the chairman of the Nanzhili General Chamber of Commerce..."

"Fighting father? My father, Marquis Jia En, is the current head of the Rongguo Mansion, and ordered the first-class general Shenwei!"

Ok?
what?
The entire painting boat was silent for an instant, and the sound of silk and bamboo that had never stopped stopped unconsciously.

Fighting father is a new word, but it can be concise and to the point. The group of scholars led by Jin Lun are all freshly released this autumn, so they naturally understand the meaning.

It is true that the Jin family is a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, but facing such a behemoth as the Rongguo Mansion, even if his father came in person, he would have to kneel in front of Jia Cong.

The Jin family has a fortune of millions, but after all, a businessman is a businessman.

Scholars, farmers, businessmen, merchants are the last.

Otherwise, why did his father desperately force him to study for the imperial examination? Isn't it to change the family and make the Jin family a real rich family in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jia Cong patted the Yanling Saber on the table, and said with a sneer: "It's useless to fight your father, and it's useless to fight your Jieyuan identity. I have given you a thousand households of five-rank dragon guards. Why don't you see me?" bye?"

Jin Lun took a deep breath and bowed down: "Student Jin Lun, I pay my respects to little Jia Qianhu..."

"Oh!"

"If you dare to call Xiao Jia Qianhu again, believe it or not, I'll smash your mouth! Is your master so young? Hmph!"

Jia Cong is annoyed by the name of little Jia Qianhu. His grandma's, is he very young?
Jin Lun took another breath, and suppressed the irritability and resentment in his eyes: "Student Jin Lun, I greet Lord Qianhu!"

Jia Cong didn't let Jin Lun stand up, but let him bow down and bow.

He glanced at the dozen or so people following Jin Lun, and snorted coldly: "What about you? Do you not understand etiquette or don't want to talk to me?"

"Student Li Hongzhi (Lu Yue...) pays respects to Master Qianhu!"

The sound was messy, but it also spread to several painting boats not far away. Jia Cong could clearly feel the laughter of Sizhu around him paused.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and above the entertainment field, it was indeed a place for fame and fortune.Ninety-nine out of ten scholars on the rippling Qinhuai River are trying to make a name for themselves so that they can climb up with a thigh in their arms.

"Brother Cong..."

Xue Pan felt extremely happy, he liked to have fun by the Qinhuai River, and this group of scholars also liked to have fun by the Qinhuai River.

Scholars who consider themselves disciples of saints, how can they think highly of Xue Pan, a son of the emperor's merchants, and ridicule Xue Pan all the time because of his copper stink and lack of elegance.

Among this group of people, there were quite a few people who had conflicts with Xue Pan, and some even deliberately provoke Xue Pan to make him look ugly.

The Jin Lun in front of him is one of them.

Xue Pan had just drank a lot of wine, he was already slightly tipsy, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Brother Cong, do you know why this Jin Jieyuan failed to take the provincial examination three years ago under the pretext of serving his father?"

"Have a story? Brother Xue, tell me quickly."

"Because there is a young genius in Jinling Mansion, Zhang Zhengju! Back then, Mr. Zhang Zhengju was the leader of the county, government, and court three examinations, with great prestige, and he had the potential to directly take Nanzhili to Jieyuan. The Jin family originally created it for our Jin Jieyuan. Once he gained momentum, he was bound to win Xie Yuan back then and go to Chongwen Academy to worship Jiang Shanchang as his teacher. Unexpectedly, he failed the college exam, and Jin Jieyuan almost jumped the Qinhuai River... Tsk tsk... This is what happened when he failed the college exam. Is he going?"

I can't bear this setback, and dare to compare with my third brother Zhang?
Jia Cong looked at Jin Lun, who was bent over with blue veins on his forehead, and said twice, yin and yang: "You are a poor man, brother Xue doesn't understand, this is actually a kind of disease, a mental illness, and it will kill you if it is serious. "Jin Jieyuan, get up, don't be too polite."

"You all get up!"

Jia Cong asked the group of candidates to stand up, glanced around with concern in his eyes, and sighed: "You may not know that Jin Jieyuan's situation simply means that his mental capacity is not strong enough, and if he goes any further, he will develop depression. In the end, the whole person will die in depression, and even find short-sightedness..."

hiss!
Although this incident sounds absurd, many people witnessed Jin Lun jumping into the river three years ago.

Could it be that what this little Jia Qianhu said was true?Rongguo Mansion is the head of the Eight Dukes, maybe little Jia Qianhu heard about this disease from the Imperial Hospital?
Juzi, who originally wanted to curry favor with the Jin family, looked at Jin Lun with a strange look, and silently took half a step back...

"Since Jin Jieyuan is suffering from a serious illness, then I will not blame you. I apologize to Brother Xue, and today's matter is over."

Jia Cong looked compassionate, and sighed: "This disease cannot be cured without a sage. I have heard the sage in the palace say that this disease needs to be in a good mood. It is best to rest for a few years. When nothing happens, Jin Jieyuan can travel north and south. , Look at my beautiful country, don't feel sorry for yourself."

"Besides, your poem just now, to be honest, is far away from the truth! It's best to wait and sharpen more when you go to Beijing for the exam. If Chunwei fails, isn't it...the capital doesn't have the Qinhuai River for you jump, eh?"

puff!
Jia Cong jumped to the side, and Jin Lun spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, crumbling.

"Brother Jin!"

"Jin Jieyuan, this is..."

Jia Cong slapped his thigh: "Oh, Jin Jieyuan has not recovered yet, he vomited blood! Where can I go to the capital to participate in the Spring Festival? Why don't you hurry up and take him back, and tell his father by the way that this disease must be rested, and it must not be let go. It's hard work. Otherwise, the white-haired person will send the black-haired person!"

This group of scholars came here to flatter Jin Lun. They saw that Jin Lun spit out blood from Jia Cong's strange anger, so they didn't dare to stay any longer.

After begging Jia Cong to let the boat dock, he carried Jin Lun away.

At this time, Jia Cong walked up to Jin Lun with concern and let out a long sigh.

"What do you say, what do you say, the poem you wrote is indeed nonsense, and this group of licking dogs will kneel and lick without shame."

"Today I will send you two poems that also write about Fengyue, which can be regarded as a good beginning and a good end..."

The vulgar warrior can also compose poetry?Two more?

"Xinfeng wine from the southern country,

Dongshan little prostitute song.

Not happy with Junjun,
What is Hanazuna worried about! "

"The little prostitute Jinling sings in Chu,

The family boy Dansha learns from Fengming.

I also drink sake for you,
The king's heart refuses to pour out to others. "

Ah!
Fortunately, he had inquired with sister Lin, the librarian, that there is no Li Taibai in this world.

When it comes to composing poetry, let the poets know about it!
Poet fairy Li Bai, a banished fairy who comes out once in a thousand years.

Compose a poem with a fairy, and ask him if he agrees with the jug in his hand?
puff……

Jin Lun is not good at poetry, but he is also a master of poetry and classics. He can't tell that these two poems are both top-notch works, classics he has never heard.

A vulgar martial artist can write such masterpieces, but he can only write a few nonsensical poems...

puff……

Jin Lun, whose face was like gold paper, spurted two mouthfuls of blood, his chest heaved rapidly, and stared at Jia Cong.

The people next to him were almost scared to death, so they hurriedly beckoned people to carry Jin Lun away quickly.

Jia Cong watched the group of people fleeing in a panic from afar, and chanted loudly.

"General Nanzheng is courageous,

Waist horizontal Qiushui Yan Ling knife.

The wind blows the drums and the mountains and rivers move,
The sun and the moon are high with lightning banners.

The original species of kylin in the sky,
How can the ants in the hole escape.

On the day of Taiping's return,
Uh……

The king and the last general untie their battle robes. "

"The last sentence is a little bit..."

Ok?
Jia Cong turned around and saw that it was Xue Baochai who was disguised as a man, standing on the boat beside him, staring at him and smiling.

……

"Brother actually brought you here to mess around, if Mr. She knew about it, wouldn't you have skinned you?"

Xue Baochai was making tea elegantly, and glared at his elder brother Xue Pan, who was huddled aside, and said to Jia Cong: "Not long after you and your brother left home, an urgent letter came from Yangzhou. The messenger said it must be delivered to you as soon as possible. I brought someone over to find..."

After reading the letter in his hand, Jia Cong was filled with emotion.

Unexpectedly, a letter of decree for a marriage would make the old lady and Jia Baoyu unconscious from illness.

"Uncle Eleven, what is my father's plan?"

Jia Shixi was eating fiercely with his head down. He came on a fast pace without stopping at all.

After swallowing a mouthful of food, he wiped his mouth and replied, "The general's meaning is that the third master should finish handling the Jinling matter within two days, and return to Yangzhou to join him on October 21, and return to the capital as soon as possible."

"What about uncle?"

The battle of the salt class is entering a fierce stage, they withdraw and leave, how can Lin Ruhai handle it alone?
Jia Shiyi glanced at the Xue family brothers and sisters, but remained silent for a long time.

Xue Baochai nudged Xue Pan understandingly, and said with a smile: "Brother Cong and Mr. Shiyi will chat first, and brother and I will go outside to guard."

"Then please trouble Miss Xue..."

Jia Shiyi stood up and cupped his hands to thank him. After the Xue family brothers and sisters went out, he whispered: "The second master found the person who poisoned Mr. Lin..."

"Who is it? But that weird Aunt Lu?"

"What a strange thing? That's an apt title."

Jia Shixi smiled and shook his head and said, "It's not Aunt Lu, it's Aunt Fang who was next to Miss Four!"

Jia Cong looked at Jia Shishi in surprise, and after confirming the nod, he hurriedly asked about the inside story.

Just listen to Jia Shishi's explanation: "After the fourth girl died of illness, Aunt Fang has been thinking about giving birth to an heir for Mr. Lin, and has gone to temples outside the city to offer incense many times..."

It turned out that Aunt Fang was in a hurry to give birth to an heir for the Lin family, so she worshiped the three sages of Amitabha and believed in the White Lotus Sect.

Not only did he throw all the money he had accumulated over the years into the White Lotus Sect stronghold outside the city, but he also believed in the Bailian Sect's bewitchment, thinking that the poison was a magic medicine that would make Lin Ruhai live a life of vitality, so he planted seeds for her and gave birth to the Lin family's heir.

Later, not only did Lin Ruhai not live a life of vitality, but he became thinner and thinner day by day, and he was faintly sick, only then did he realize that he had been cheated.

It's a pity that evil religions are easy to enter and difficult to exit. Aunt Fang has already boarded the thief's ship, so how dare she confess this matter.

After all, the members of the White Lotus Sect have told her that she is an unforgivable crime of killing officials and rebelling against her. If she dares to tell this secret, not only will she die, but her parents and relatives will also go to Caishikou.

"Little Sanye, Lord Lin has handed Aunt Fang over to the Dragon Guards. Behind the White Lotus Sect, there is a mastermind behind the scenes. The officialdom in the south of the Yangtze River is probably rotten. The general's intention is to let the second master stay to assist Lord Lin. It is better for him and the third master to return to Beijing as soon as possible to ask for help."

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　There are two more chapters tonight, one at eleven o'clock and one at one o'clock in the morning.

　　
　
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