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"Second brother."
When Jia Cong saw the visitor, he stood up and said hello.
The person who came was none other than Jia Lian. Looking at the injuries on Jia Cong's body, his expression was a little complicated.
Logically speaking, Jia Cong and his biological mother should be Jia Lian¡¯s most hated enemies.
¡°After all, Jia Lian¡¯s mother died in depression because of the existence of Jia Cong¡¯s biological mother.
"It's just that Jia Lian is not a domineering person.
Growing up under Jia She¡¯s lewd power since childhood, he developed a soft temperament that was neither strong-minded nor willing to fight.
Of course, he definitely doesn¡¯t have a good impression of Jia Cong.
But there is no sworn hatred.
¡°Jia Lian can no longer remember his biological mother who has been dead for many years
Seeing Jia Cong greeting him, Jia Lian did not respond and just nodded.
In addition to him, there were several people following him.
The current middle-aged man, whom Jia Cong actually knew, was Wu Xindeng, one of the four great stewards of the Rongguo Mansion.
He is responsible for managing the treasury of the Rongguo Mansion and the purchases within the mansion, including the rouge and gouache needed by the female family members in the inner house, as well as the textbooks and ink required by the young masters for studying.
The Wu family is not the most prominent in the Jia family slave world, because there is also the Lai family.
But in terms of abundant wealth, the Wu family is definitely no worse than the Lai family
?According to Cao Gong's foreshadowing metaphor, Wu Xindeng is a starless warrior.
The so-called star scale is the scale on the scale.
A steward in charge of a bank is like a scale without a star
The good and bad can be imagined.
However, judging from his appearance, this person is extremely honest and kind.
After looking at the boxes and cages held by Wu Xindeng and the slaves behind him, Jia Cong felt a little confused.
Will you still give him gifts?
Jia Lian, dressed in fine clothes, felt extremely uncomfortable standing in this low wing room. He was a man accustomed to wealth, so he was a little impatient. He pointed to the box in the hands of Wu Xindeng and others and said: "This is what the master ordered to give you." , the Four Books and the Five Classics, and some other books and papers.
"They are all books that the second master loves. If you read them carefully, they will be used carefully by the second master in the future."
¡°In addition, your monthly payment of 20 taels of silver is left to your wife. There is nothing you can do with this money
"But when the young master of the Jia family goes to school, he has eight taels of silver a year to eat snacks and buy paper and pens at public expense.
You can¡¯t go to Xuexue now. Butler Wu has brought them to you today.
"You should read and write better, go out less, and do less tricks. Don't let down the second master's wishes."
Duo's second master remembered, you can try it once, you can't get a try. "
After saying that, Jia Lian nodded to Wu Dengxin behind him, glanced at the scars on Jia Cong's body, and had no intention of lecturing him anymore, so he shook his head and went out.
After Wu Dengxin and others carefully arranged Jia Zheng's books and the four treasures of the study neatly, he looked at the simple environment around him. Except for a wooden bed, a small table and a wooden chair, there was nothing else. I can't help but feel contempt in my heart.
It¡¯s just that he¡¯s not a meddlesome person, so he doesn¡¯t want to step on an unsuccessful bastard.
Wu Xindeng thought for a while and felt that there was no guarantee of what would happen in the future if he lived in Hedong for thirty years and Hexi for thirty years.
Since you have caught the attention of Mr. Zheng, it is also a favor and a waste to show your kindness in advance.
"I just thought about it, don't go too far, otherwise it will offend Mr. Pardon and the eldest wife, which will not be beautiful."
While he was thinking secretly, he saw the half-broken candle on the table with his peripheral vision. Wu Xindeng suddenly had an idea and ordered his men: "I remember that there is a batch of old incense candles in the warehouse that need to be replaced, and two bundles will be delivered shortly.
Reading at night, if the lights are dim, may hurt your eyes. "
The people behind Wu Xindeng rushed to respond.
Jia Cong nodded, glanced at Wu Xindeng and said, "Thank you, Butler Wu."
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Watching Jia Lian, Wu Xindeng and others leave, Jia Cong's face became brighter and brighter.
Although he is still thousands of miles away from the Jia family¡¯s inner circle.
But fortunately, the words spoken by Jia Huan successfully attracted Jia Zheng's attention. This was an excellent start.
It¡¯s not that Jia Cong shamelessly wants to get into other people¡¯s circles, curry favor with them, treat them as their grandson, and seek glory and wealth.?As a hobby.
However, in this world, calligraphy has almost become a foundation, the foundation for scholars.
If you don¡¯t have a foundation in your previous life, I¡¯m afraid it will take several years to practice just calligraphy.
"It is true that things in the world are impermanent, and good and bad things depend on each other.
Without too much emotion, Jia Cong recited more than 2,000 words of "The Great Learning", then took rice paper, added water to grind the inkstone.
His original four treasures of the study, books and papers were all taken away by Aunt Zhao in the name of Jia She, and she didn¡¯t know where they were thrown.
Now these are all gifts from Jia Zheng, and they are all of high quality and very useful.
Jia Cong¡¯s own plan is to write two large-character articles every day.
"One "Yan Qin Li Stele" and one "Duobao Pagoda Stele" are both copybooks that he has seen countless times in his previous life.
And today, he has to write one more "University".
A good memory is worse than a bad writing.
After polishing the ink, Jia Cong sat in front of the table and wrote:
The way of a university lies in being virtuous, being close to the people, and striving for perfection.
After writing a sentence, Jia Cong looked at it carefully. After deepening his memory, he was about to write again when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Dong dong."
The voice was so soft that Jia Congchu thought he had heard wrongly.
It wasn¡¯t until the gentle knock on the door rang again that he confirmed that someone was really knocking on the door.
He quickly put down his pen and went to open the door.
But in my heart, I wondered who came to the door again.
Could it be that Jia Lian left and came back?
He was still shirtless and undressed.
It¡¯s not that he has exhibitionism, it¡¯s just that he used zelkova leaves. Although it didn¡¯t hurt, it was very itchy.
After washing with clean water, do not touch clothes temporarily to avoid allergic reactions again.
It¡¯s just that he never expected that the visitors would be female relatives
"Well¡¡"
Looking at the beautiful woman wearing a yellow apricot dress and a gentle smile outside the door, Jia Cong didn't know how to greet her for a moment.
"Oh, you don't recognize me?"
Seeing Jia Cong¡¯s blank eyes, the young woman chuckled softly and asked.
Jia Cong¡¯s mind suddenly flashed and he remembered who the visitor was.
When he traveled to this body, he actually received some memories left by his "predecessor", as if he was watching a movie.
"In those few memories, apart from the fear of Jia She, Mrs. Xing, Aunt Zhao and others, there is also a bright color after all.
It¡¯s the person in front of you.
Jia Cong looked surprised and blurted out: "Sister Ping'er!!"