The Red Chamber begins with a bastard

Chapter 44 The Damn Feeling of Pressure
The second day is the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, and the day after tomorrow is the most grand festival of the year in the Jin Dynasty—the Lantern Festival, which is celebrated by the whole country.At that time, there will be a grand lantern and fireworks show near the Jinshui River outside the imperial city. The current emperor will also bring his harem and officials to climb the tower to watch the lanterns and have fun with the people.

Moreover, there will be no curfew on this night, and all the people in the city, men, women, old and young, will go out of their homes to celebrate the festival all night long, so early in the morning, Ping'er took Xiao Quer, Xiao E'er and others to make lanterns and lantern fans, hoping to take a walk on the street, after all, only this day is free in a year.

This is Jia Huan's first Lantern Festival in the World of Red Mansions, so he is looking forward to it, but he still can't stop exercising, so he gets up early in the morning to do morning exercises. As a result, he just did a set of leapfrogs, and when he was sweating slightly, Jin Chuan'er, the maid beside Mrs. Wang, stepped into the yard aggressively.

"Oh, Mr. Huan is here, just in time, come with me, Madam is looking for you." Jin Chuan'er said coldly.

Jia Huan frowned, nodded and said, "Wait a minute, I'll clean my hands first."

"Hurry up, Madam is still waiting." Jin Chuan'er sullenly, as if Jia Huan owed her money.

But it's no wonder, Jin Chuan'er's ambition is to become Jia Baoyu's roommate, and her heart is naturally towards Jia Baoyu, and yesterday Jia Baoyu dropped the jade in Jia Huan's house, of course Jin Chuan'er didn't give Jia Huan a good look, even though Baoyu lost his temper, she thought it must be Jia Huan's secret tricks, so it was all Jia Huan's fault.

Jia Huan didn't bother to bother with her, so he cleaned his hands and changed into a set of plain boy's clothes under Ping'er's service.

While fastening a light blue scarf on Jia Huan, Ping'er whispered worriedly: "Third Master, why did my wife find you so early in the morning?"

Jia Huan shook his head and said he didn't know, but he thought it wouldn't be a good thing, probably because of Dalianbao's jade throwing yesterday.

"Be careful, don't anger your wife." Ping'er warned softly.

Jia Huan nodded to show that he understood, and then walked out of the house. Jin Chuan'er had grown impatient with the wait, and when she saw the former coming out, she immediately turned around and left without even saying hello.

Jia Huan followed behind Jin Chuan'er without saying a word, and soon arrived at Mrs. Wang's residence.Mrs. Wang looked calm, sitting cross-legged on the couch as usual, twisting a string of beads in her hands, squinting her eyes and chanting, and a copy of the "Diamond Sutra" was placed on the low table next to her.

"Huan'er pay respects to mother!" Jia Huan knelt down on the ground and saluted calmly.

Mrs. Wang slowly opened her eyes, glanced at Jia Huan who was kneeling on the ground, and said softly, "Huan'er is here, get up, have you had breakfast yet?"

"Never!" Jia Huan said truthfully.

"I still have some cakes here, you can eat to fill your stomach first." Mrs. Wang waved her hand and signaled the maid to bring the cakes.

The maid Caixia immediately brought up a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and said lightly, "Master Huan, please sit and eat here." After speaking, she brought a cup of hot tea, with a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

Jia Huan felt strange, but guessed that Mrs. Wang would not poison herself, so she thanked her and sat down, took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it.If you come, you will be safe, and you will fill your stomach first.

Mrs. Wang waited for Jia Huan to finish eating, then picked up the "Diamond Sutra" next to her and said: "Tomorrow I will go to the temple to offer incense, and brother Huan will hand-copy ten copies of the "Diamond Sutra" for me to offer. There must be no stains, no alterations, and no mistakes or omissions. Otherwise, it will be disrespectful to the Lord Buddha and damage merit."

Damn, I didn't hold my fart well!
Jia Huan clenched his small fists in his sleeves. The Diamond Sutra has more than 5000 words, and copying ten volumes is more than 5 words. There must be no defacement, alteration, or mistakes. Even if I copy all night without sleep, I may not be able to complete it!
Sure enough, the silent dog biting people to death, Mrs. Wang didn't mention Jia Baoyu's throwing of the jade, but secretly used this majestic method to torture herself. It's really fucking vicious, even worse than Wang Xifeng, and the method is even more clever.

Seeing that Jia Huan was silent, Mrs. Wang frowned and said, "Isn't it possible?"

"Huan'er can do it, and I will finish copying it before tomorrow." Jia Huan could only bite the bullet and said, there is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, Mrs. Wang is the aunt, copying the Buddhist scriptures for her mother is a filial piety, if she refuses, I am afraid that Mrs. Wang will make excuses again.

Mrs. Wang nodded in satisfaction, lowered her eyes and said, "It's not that I'm making things difficult for you. The master asked you to practice calligraphy more on New Year's Eve. I asked you to copy Buddhist scriptures for your own good. It just kills two birds with one stone. Brother Huan, please don't complain."

"Mother is also working hard, Huan'er dares to complain." Jia Huan said respectfully, but in his heart he was scolding his mother, the words were more beautiful than the songs, so why didn't you ask your own son Baoyu to copy them?
Mrs. Wang smiled and said: "That's good, the pen and ink are ready, you can copy here, and go back after copying."

Jia Huan couldn't help but secretly groaning, this was obviously to prevent him from finding someone to cheat, as expected, Jiang was still old and hot, this time he was really played to death.

There was no other way, Jia Huan had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down to copy the book, and Mrs. Wang didn't leave, she continued to sit cross-legged and mutter, it seemed that she wanted to watch Jia Huan copy the book herself.

After about a stick of incense, Mrs. Wang suddenly opened her eyes again and said, "Huan'er, I heard that you went to sell paintings again on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year?"

Jia Huan was a little apprehensive, this matter was probably leaked by that bastard Qian Huai, luckily he kept his mind and didn't tell him how much he sold for, nodded and said: "Yes!"

Mrs. Wang said indifferently: "Don't sell paintings anymore. Although our Jia family is not a first-class family, we are also after the founding heroes. Our little master sells literature and paintings. It really makes people look down upon him. If you are short of money, you can ask your aunt for it, or you can ask me for it."

For the first time, Jia Huan's heart became heavy. This was obviously to cut off his source of income. Tsk tsk, this method is indeed much more clever than Wang Xifeng, and it is also much more vicious. Without a source of income, he will not let her control her in the future.

"Yes, Huan'er can save it." Jia Huan couldn't refute, and couldn't refute, so he could only agree.

Mrs. Wang hummed, and said calmly: "Jin Chuan'er, go and warn Qian Huai, if he dares to instigate Huan'er to sell paintings to make money in the future, he will break his dog's legs."

Threat, Chi Guoguo's threat, this is not a warning to Qian Huai, it is clearly a warning to himself!The subtext is: You don't want to continue selling paintings secretly to make money, you can't hide it from me.

Jia Huan kept silent, but the veins in the hand holding the pen were already bulging. It was the first time Jia Huan felt the suffocating oppression under the feudal patriarchal system after traveling to this world of red chambers for three months.

Mrs. Wang sat for about half an hour, and finally got up and left, leaving only Caixia staring at the room.

Before he knew it, it was already noon, and Jia Huan was copying ecstasy, and there was already a thick stack of scriptures under the paperweight next to him.

"Third Master, copy after lunch!" Caixia came in with the food and said softly, this was the third time she had heated the food.

"Wait a minute!" Jia Huan nodded, and dried up a scripture just written before cleaning his hands and eating.

Caixia glanced at it and asked, "How many copies did the third master copy?"

"Three parts!" Jia Huan still had a good impression of Caixia, and replied with a smile, rubbing his sore fingers.

Caixia couldn't help showing sympathy, it was already afternoon, and she had only copied three copies, and there were still seven copies left, and she might not be able to finish copying until midnight.

"By the way, about my copying scriptures at my wife's place, please tell Ping'er, sister Caixia, so that she won't worry." Jia Huan said while eating.

Caixia smiled and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Que'er came to inquire about it earlier, and I have already informed her."

Jia Huan felt relieved when he heard the words, thanked her and continued to eat, hurriedly filled his stomach, and immediately continued to copy the scriptures. Before he knew it, it was getting dark, and Caixia lit an oil lamp and added a brazier in the house.

Jia Huan was already a bit overdrawn at the moment, his writing hand was painful and numb, his eyelids were heavy, his eyes were dry and itchy, and he kept yawning. At this time, he had only copied six volumes, and there were four volumes left.

When the third watch sounded, Jia Huan finally finished copying two more volumes, and couldn't hold on any longer, so he lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Jia Huan was woken up by someone, and found Mrs. Wang standing in front of her with an uneasy expression, she couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly said: "I've seen my mother."

Mrs. Wang said lightly, "Huan'er, have you finished copying?"

Just as Jia Huan was about to say that there are still two copies left, Caixia has already helped and replied: "The third master has already finished copying, so I was too sleepy just now so I squinted for a while."

"Did you finish copying?" Mrs. Wang expressed doubts.

Caixia counted through the large pile of scriptures, and there were exactly ten volumes, including the beginning and the end, which were ten volumes of the "Diamond Sutra".

Mrs. Wang checked it again and found that it was correct, so she couldn't help being a little surprised, she nodded and said: "Good boy, I really finished copying, go back to sleep!"

Jia Huan himself was also a little confused, he clearly remembered that he only copied eight volumes, why did two more volumes come out?But he was really sleepy, and he didn't want to investigate further, so he left Mrs. Wang's residence after saluting.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard gate, he saw Ping'er waiting there with a lantern, his face full of anxiety and worry.

"Third Lord!" Seeing Jia Huan coming out, Ping'er came up to him in surprise and joy, his voice trembling a little.

Jia Huan's heart warmed up, and he turned around and bowed to Caixia who was sent out, "Thank you, Sister Caixia, for taking care of me."

Although Jia Huan didn't know how the two extra scriptures came about, it must have something to do with Caixia.

Caixia laughed and said, "Third Master, you are welcome. It's late at night, so go home." After she finished speaking, she turned and went in.

"Sister Ping'er, let's go back!" Jia Huan turned around and yawned.

Seeing Jia Huan's precarious walk, Ping'er's nose was sour and his eye circles were red.Jia Huan smiled and comforted him, "I'm fine, just sleep on it!"

(End of this chapter)