In the summer capital, the weather is crisp and clear as the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the earth, the little Jia Cong had already put on a smart outfit, walked through the gate of the East Cross Courtyard, and slapped the door of the main room of the East Cross Courtyard.
"Dad, get up, the sun is shining on your butt! Get up quickly..."
Bang bang bang...
"You little bastard, you're disturbing your dreams. I hope I don't spank you until your ass blossoms today!"
With a creak, Jia She, who had already dressed, opened the door, picked up Jia Cong's collar, lifted it up, placed it across his legs, and pretended to slap his butt twice hard.
The father and son have been playing this kind of game for more than three years, and it is considered a special way to entertain their parents.
When Jia She had had enough fun, he carried Jia Cong to a martial arts training ground in the garden next to Dongkuayuan, and then began today's martial arts lessons.
Although Jia Cong has been taking medicinal baths and strengthening his body since he was a child, Jia She still follows the martial arts training rules that Jia Daishan set for him. For the time being, he only teaches the basics and never encourages others to develop.
"Dad, you are so powerful, why do you still stay at home and be a stable general?"
"Don't ask any more questions! I'll add two quarters of an hour to my horse's pace today!
Jia Cong has asked this question many times. Since he awakened the memory of his previous life when he was three years old, and learned that he was reborn in this specious world of red buildings, his first reaction was to escape.
The Jia family in Red Mansion was a family destined to have its direct descendants confiscated and exiled. What could he, a little bastard, do? What kind of twelve hairpins, what kind of love between wood and stone, how could there be such horror as confiscation of the house and exile, which made Jia Cong despair.
Nineteen years passed in my previous life in a state of confusion. As soon as I received the college admission notice, I was so excited that I fell into a hazy state. After three years of sleep, finally after a serious illness, Jia Cong's memories of his two lives were completely merged. He immediately changed from being at a loss, surviving the disaster, and secretly happy to being frightened, anxious, and feeling chills all over.
In the feudal dynasty, how could a child and a dispensable bastard change his fate of being confiscated and exiled in just over ten years?
Fortunately, Jia Cong's heart is big enough and his character is stubborn enough. In just one night, he formulated the first five-year plan in his mind.
That was the only person he could rely on for reform, his cheap father in this life, the nominal head of the Rongguo Mansion, Marquis Jia She Jia En.
It is true to say that Jia Cong has a stubborn temper. After thinking about it, he went to Jia She's room every day to kowtow to say hello. Others called him the eldest father. The more you admire, the more you admire.
At first, Jia She almost ignored this bastard. After all, no matter how bad Mr. She was, he was still the eldest son of the duke. A few concubines will be given to him.
But he couldn't help having a little tail following him around all the time. As the saying goes, if you get close, you'll naturally get close.
One day, the Rongguo Mansion held a banquet for guests. Jia She, who had drunk a little too much, came to the small garden to sober up, only to see the little tail that used to follow him hiding behind the rockery and licking his wounds.
Upon questioning, it turned out that it was Wang Ziteng's nephew who mocked Jia She as a stable general. Jia Cong became angry and took out a toy slingshot and started fighting with him.
How could Jia Cong, who was more than four years old, beat Wang Ren, who was already twelve or thirteen years old? One can imagine the result. If Wang Ren hadn't known that he was in the wrong, and Jia Cong was Jia She's son, and with his violent and vicious temper, Jia Cong might have had his arms and legs broken at worst.
After Jia She figured out what was going on, he did not go to Wang Ziteng to argue or trouble Wang Ren. Instead, he slapped himself in the face, picked up Jia Cong, who was still licking his wounds, and returned. East across the courtyard.
From then on, Jia Cong would ask once in a while: "Dad, you are so powerful, why do you still stay at home and be a stable general?"
Jia She never explained this problem to Jia Cong. He just kept taking out the gold and silver he had saved and replacing them with various medicinal materials for rejuvenating the body, all of which were used on Jia Cong.
Five years later, eight-year-old Jia Cong is stronger than other children of the same age, and his eyes always shine with confidence.
Even though his aunt Jia Min, who had never been masked, still died of illness in Yangzhou, and his uncle Lin Ruhai sent the flower fairy Lin Daiyu to the Rongguo Mansion as if her fate had been determined in advance, Jia Cong was still confident that he could definitely change his fate because he had already changed Jia She. Jia Enhou.
There are many rules in Rongguo Mansion, but these rules are ridiculously imposed on the masters of Rongguo Mansion, big and small.
After Jia Cong finished his morning exercises, he simply washed up and followed Jia She to the Rongxi Hall to pay his respects to his grandmother.
Nominally, Jia She is the concubine of Rongguo Mansion, but in fact, the entire Rongguo Mansion, and even the entire Ningrong Mansion, are in the hands of the old lady of Rongxi Hall.
According to ordinary people's thinking, since Jia Mu is in power, the thigh that Jia Cong should hug first should belong to Jia Mu. But Jia Cong knows that as long as Jia Baoyu is there, no matter how filial and outstanding he is, he will never be able to get in. Jia Mu's eyes.
Snapped!
Jia She slapped Jia Cong on the back of the head, who was looking towards the Baoxia Building on the west side of Rongxi Hall, and reminded him softly: "Behave yourself, wait until the greetings are over before you go to play with your sister."
"Dad, if you hit me again, you'll be stupid!"
At this time, Yuanyang had already seen the father and son, and quickly reported inside: "Old lady, the eldest master and Mr. Cong are here!"
Just as the father and son were about to go in, Jia Zheng came out to greet him. He ignored Jia Cong who greeted him, but said to Jia She with a happy face: "Brother, Eunuch Xia from the palace has just arrived. This autumn’s hunting in Tienwang Mountain, our family is on the list of companions..."
The atmosphere in Rongxi Hall was not as relaxed as before. Although Jia She often quarreled with Jia's mother and Jia Zheng in the past, he had never seen him so determined.
"I said, this time I will go in person, I want to show San'er the world!"
Jia's mother banged the table and angrily scolded Jia She that mud could not hold up the wall. If any precious jade could be shown in front of the emperor, it would definitely win the favor of the two saints.
Jia Zheng also had a look of disbelief and opposition. He didn't expect that something that he thought would be fine would be stuck on the General's Seal by his good-for-nothing eldest brother.
Jia Cong hid behind Jia She, holding Jia She's thigh. The three of them didn't look like mother and son. He didn't expect that his cheap dad would be so brave and persistent today, and even said that he would either separate the family or seal the general. Give it back to him.
First-class general, this is the title that Jia She inherited after Jia Daishan died of illness. Jue Tongzheng, a military attache of the first rank, can participate in the meetings of the five-army governor's office, and can stand at the forefront of the military generals' queue during the dynasty, except for the super-rank dukes and princes.
However, since the new emperor ascended the throne, except for the Zhengdan Dynasty, Wu Zhao had never set foot in the Forbidden City. This general's seal was also firmly controlled by Jia's mother on the grounds that Jia She was ridiculous and ignorant of the directorship.
But today, Jia She did not hesitate to threaten to split up the family to force Jia's mother to hand over the general's seal for the sake of hunting quota in Tiewan Mountain. Because only with the general's seal, he could take his son to the Ministry of Rites to report to participate in the royal hunt.
