At that time, Wei Wenzheng was the first to mention that Jia Cong was a man who was born with wisdom and was given wisdom by heaven. This incident caused quite a stir in the government and the public.
Daiyu and Jia Cong have known each other since childhood, and they trust each other more than others.
And she had dreamed of a similar scene before, but what she saw were intermittent small fragments, which were extremely blurry.
Therefore, she not only did not find the things in the dream mentioned by Jia Cong to be ridiculous, but she firmly believed that these were instructions given by God to the two of them.
Otherwise, when Sun Shaozu, an old member of the Jia family, supposedly came to the capital, his eldest uncle would have planned to take care of him, so why would Brother Cong step in to stop him?
There is also her mentor, Mr. Umura. You must know that Mr. Umura enlightened her and later sent her to Beijing. He took great care of her.
Even his father didn't see anything wrong with Mr. Yucun. Brother Cong only met him once and concluded that his mind was evil...
It seems that Brother Cong not only knows it from birth, but he also seems to have a clear understanding of what will happen in the future.
"Since you can see what happened to the second sister, what about me? What about the eldest sister and the third sister? Are they all bad?"
Daiyu's heart twitched. Now she was thinking about what happened since she came to the capital. It seemed that Brother Cong would always appear in every little thing she did.
Every bit of her life has the shadow of Brother Cong.
Therefore, in that dream, her life must have been worse than that of her second sister.
Daiyu's intelligence is really shocking and heart-wrenching, she is extremely intelligent and hurtful, nothing more than that.
"Those who are officials will have their family fortunes withered; those who are rich will have their gold and silver scattered; those who are kind will escape death; those who are ruthless will have clear retribution. Those who owe life will have their lives repaid; those who owe tears will have all their tears. Repaying injustice is not true. Lightness, separation and aggregation are all predetermined.”
Jia Cong opened his mouth, hesitated again and again and sighed: "If you want to know how short your life is, ask your past life. How lucky you are to be old and rich. Those who are worthless will escape into Buddhism; those who are obsessed will lose their lives in vain. It's like a bird that has eaten all its food. I fell into the forest and the vast white land was so clean!"
"It's like a bird that has eaten all its food and throws it into the forest, leaving a vast expanse of white and the earth is so clean!"
Daiyu murmured and repeated this sentence more than ten times in a row, as if the warmth brought by the stove had lost its effect in an instant, her body couldn't help but tremble.
"After all the birds have eaten, they have thrown themselves into the forest, and the trees have fallen and the hozens have scattered. Is it the Lin family or the Jia family? Or is it the king of Jia, Xue Shilin, who has destroyed every family?"
Jia Cong held Daiyu's hand, pulled her to the bed, took her into his arms, wrapped the two of them in quilts, and used his body temperature to warm her delicate and cold body.
"Maybe it was really a dream. I only remember that it was a book called "Red Mansions"..."
Cao Gong's "A Dream of Red Mansions" is indeed just a book, and Jia Cong's life is not just the story of that garden.
Family, country, world, there are tens of thousands of living people on this land.
Scholars, farmers, industrialists and merchants are all working hard for their lives. Jia Cong is not arrogant enough to think that this world was created by God just for his rebirth.
He briefly summarized the story of "Dream of Red Mansions" in his past life memory, and told the book about the Lin family and Daiyu in more detail.
"To be honest, I thought I was reincarnated, but later I learned from Mr. Wei that I am me, Jia Cong of Rongguo Mansion. I just awakened the memory of my previous life, or the soup that Po Meng gave me There’s too much water in it.”
Jia Cong smiled bitterly and wanted to amuse her, but suddenly he saw that Daiyu was already in bloom, crying silently.
He hurriedly found a handkerchief to wipe away his tears. He wanted to comfort her but didn't know how to say it.
Instead, Daiyu took Jia Cong's hand that was wiping her tears, and choked with sobs: "As expected, you have been protecting me silently, stopping Baoyu from throwing jade for me, and blocking the disaster of my marriage between wood and stone. The most important thing is that you have been protecting me silently." Yes, you saved daddy!"
As Daiyu spoke, she buried her head in Jia Cong's chest and hugged his arm tightly.
She didn't continue to cry. It seemed that the tears that Jia Cong had said before were all gone, which made her feel that her current happiness was too unreal.
Jia Cong gently patted Daiyu's back, which was trembling slightly from choking and crying. Slowly, Daiyu's worried and fearful state gradually calmed down.
Daiyu, who was originally nervous, relaxed slightly after feeling relieved.
Feeling that Daiyu's tight body became soft again, Jia Cong stroked Daiyu's back and said regretfully: "In fact, I have doubted whether my actions are useful. Regarding my aunt, although I have Dad took many precautions, but what was supposed to come still came. When you first entered Beijing, it was actually the time when I was most confused."
"I believe in fate, but I don't believe in fate either."
Daiyu shook her head and said firmly: "According to what you just mentioned in "Dream of Red Mansions", my mother should have died of illness, but in fact it was the hands of those salt merchants. Dad once said that even my younger brother was born sick and suffered from the disease. Man's plan. Brother Cong, at least you saved daddy, saved me, and even saved Jia, Lin, Xue, and even the Wang family and Sister Yun."
"You're amazing!"
Maybe the story is really just a story, but Daiyu feels that Jia Cong's appearance is a variable in the destiny.
She could feel Jia Cong feeling guilty for not saving his mother. After a moment of sadness, he smiled freely.
I just heard Daiyu say in a gentle voice: "Now I have a little brother, my father is a very popular minister, and I have a husband who is my husband. It's not like the book "A Dream of Red Mansions" says that the person who owes tears has run out of tears. , What else am I dissatisfied with? Moreover, I don’t believe that I am a grass, and Baoyu is not a piece of broken stone... I am not the Fairy Jiangzhu, but Lin’s Daiyu..."
As she spoke, Daiyu's words became more firm. She clenched her fists and continued decisively: "I am me, the daughter of the Gusu Lin family, your Majesty's conferred Princess Wen'an, and a doctor in the Department of Compulsory Education of the Ministry of Rites of Great Xia! I was literate at the age of three, enlightened at the age of five, able to write poems at the age of seven, and knew the classics and history at the age of nine... I don't want to be that weak woman who feels sad about spring and autumn every day. Not only do I want to be famous for generations, but I also want to leave my name in history."
"That's right, Sister Lin is not a weak woman who cannot take care of herself. Maybe in the future, Sister Lin will leave a story about uprooting a weeping willow for future generations."
Jia Cong couldn't help laughing when he thought of a painting he saw in his previous life.
"Uprooting a weeping willow?"
Daiyu, who was interrupted midway, quickly imagined the scene Jia Cong said and hit his chest with a small fist.
"It's all your fault! If I can pull up a weeping willow tree, I'll be the first one to hang you on the tree."
After such an interruption, the two people's originally depressed mood actually improved a lot.
Daiyu no longer dwelled on her own destiny in "A Dream of Red Mansions". Instead, she took this as a story and began to ask about the descriptions of other people in the book.
In particular, I am extremely interested in the entanglements between myself and Baoyu, Baochai and Xiangyun.
"This is in line with the characters of Sister Yun and Baoyu, but the Sister Bao described in the book is very different from the Sister Bao we know."
Not only is it bigger, it is simply a world of difference.
Baochai's temperament will definitely not be limited to the small Rongguo Mansion.
Jia Cong felt that maybe it was because of his little butterfly that he pulled the Xue family out of the quagmire of conspiracy. Baochai was like the bright moon in the dark night, shining brightly.
Just as He Yaomin said, he was able to put aside any good match and strive to hire Baochai as his eldest grandson's wife because he saw Baochai's tenacity, talent and arrogance.
How could such a talented and arrogant woman imprison herself in a mere back house and compete with a group of big and small maids?
"Put Sister Bao in other story books, she is the proper heroine, and the whole world has to revolve around her. With the temperament of Brother Bao, Sister Bao really becomes the mistress of Second Brother Bao, and the maid in the house. , my concubine will definitely not survive more than three chapters."
Jia Cong curled his lips and said: "Nothing like "The Romance of the West Chamber" or "The Peach Blossom Fan", such names are not worthy of Sister Bao's identity. They must be "The Legend of Baochai", "The Legend of Concubine Xue", "The Chronicles of Empress Dowager Xue"... "
Snapped!
Daiyu stretched out her hand and slapped the back of Jia Cong's hand, and said with a smile: "That's nonsense again. How can Sister Bao be so scary?"
Just kidding, that’s Xue Baochai, known as Zhuge, the daughter of the Xue family!
Who in the entire capital doesn't know that Uncle Xue has the final say in major matters of the Xue family, Miss Xue has the final say in minor matters, and Miss Xue has the final say in major and minor matters.
Even a talented person like Xue Biao had to stand obediently in front of Sister Bao to be trained.
As for those silly Baitian and Bailianhua in Brother Bao's room, Sister Bao just sold them, and they all had to count the money for Sister Bao gratefully.
"Speaking of which, there are not many days until Sister Bao's wedding, but I have never heard of which girl Aunt Xue favors for the eldest brother of the Xue family."
Daiyu's mind jumped very quickly, and she suddenly talked about Xue Pan's marriage.
Jia Cong was stunned when he heard this. He hadn't heard about Xue Pan's marriage for a long time.
"Huh? It's really...last time I heard the fourth brother say that he originally wanted to pull a red line for Brother Xue, but he saw several houses, and Brother Xue was not very satisfied..."
As Xue Pan was the most powerful general in the East Palace and the vanguard officer in front of His Royal Highness, Liu Hong was worried about his marriage.
It's a pity that Xue Pan didn't seem to be very interested in the weak women in the family of the East Palace Assistant Minister, and the news about the marriage slowly disappeared.
Daiyu also heard about this matter, nodded and said: "Sister Bao told me about this matter, Brother Xue seems to have something in his heart, but no matter who asks, he will not tell."
Jia Congnahan said: "Is there still such a thing?"
There are melons!
Seeing Daiyu nodding in confirmation, Jia Cong suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Is this okay? I have to inquire carefully. Brother Xue seems to be naive and silly, but I didn't expect that he is a good person and actually has a sweetheart!"
"Hmm, um~"
Daiyu's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and her melon-eating temperament became more and more similar to Jia Cong's.
The two of them stepped out of the shadow of "A Dream of Red Mansions" and compared the people and things recorded in the book with the real situation.
The fate of everyone among them has been almost changed. Only the vigilant fairy girl who lives above the Heaven of Lihen, in the Sea of Guanchan, in the illusory realm of Qianxiang Cave in Fangchun Mountain, makes Daiyu both curious and disgusted.
What kind of person is responsible for the love and debt in the world, and the woman who controls the world blames the man for being crazy.
To put it bluntly, aren't these so-called immortals just using the lives of innocent people to deduce reincarnation and fulfill her so-called way of heaven?
When Jia Cong talked about the two monks and Taoists who were beaten back to their original form by Longhu Mountain and turned into a giant centipede and a toad, Daiyu became obviously more interested.
"Sacrifice to gods is as if they are there, and if you fail to serve people, how can you serve ghosts... The affairs of gods and ghosts are just as the sage said, whether there are gods or not, it is the duty of the people to respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them. This can be said to be known." "
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On the day of welcoming the spring and haircutting, Jia Cong and Daiyu hid in the house and whispered together all afternoon.
The story of "A Dream of Red Mansions" not only did not make Daiyu feel depressed, but actually made her cherish her current life even more.
And Jia Cong seemed to have removed a big stone that had been weighing on his heart, and he felt much more relaxed.
Of course, regarding "Dream of Red Mansions", the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not say a word to anyone, and their attitudes towards everyone did not change much. They only occasionally thought about how to make the people around them live a better life.
On the twelfth day of February, the Flower Festival, Daiyu’s fourteenth birthday.
Although the family was busy with the upcoming Spring Festival wedding, and Daiyu herself was busy with official duties of the Compulsory Education Department of the Ministry of Etiquette, she still set up a few tables at home and invited people close to her to have a small banquet to celebrate.
On the contrary, the emperor, the empress and nobles in the palace, and the cheap brother Liu Hong gave him several large cars as birthday gifts.
Among the books brought back from the West, the emperor asked people from the Hanlin Academy to copy and translate them, and in time for the Flower Festival, the bookshelves in Daiyu's room were piled full.
In comparison, even though Jia Cong was extremely attentive, the birthday gift sent by the emperor still faintly outweighed the gifts prepared by Jia Cong.
At least in Jia Cong's eyes, Sister Lin was already fascinated by the books in the room. She was like a flower fairy, flying around in the sea of books, without even hearing his call.
After finishing sorting the books, Daiyu took out her handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She turned around and saw Jia Cong holding the brocade box. Seeing the frustration and resentment on his face, she tilted her head at Jia Cong in a funny way.
Was he jealous that he was too busy clearing the bookshelf to talk to him?
Daiyu was not polite and directly reached out to take the brocade box from Jia Cong's hand. After opening it with a crooked eyebrow, she was immediately attracted by the contents inside.
"What a cute little fairy~"
Daiyu's eyes became bright and she carefully took it out.
I saw that the little jade fairy boy was plump and cheerful, just like the little fat boy Cong when he was a child.
"Brother Cong, is this you? You're so cute. You were like this when you were a child. Every time I saw you back then, I wanted to pinch your chubby face~"
Jia Cong was so teased by Dai Yu that his neck turned red, and he actually looked a little shy. Dai Yu looked even more amused, and couldn't help but reach out and rub Jia Cong's face...
"It's a pity that Brother Cong has grown up and his face no longer has the softness he had when he was a child."
She said with a smile: "From now on, I will place this little Cong fairy boy in a shrine and put a scent of fragrance on it every day, so that he can bless me and make all my wishes come true!"
"I don't dare~"
Jia Cong quickly interrupted Daiyu's shocking thoughts: "I asked for this piece of jade from Dabaoen Temple and carved it with my own hands. Sister Lin looked at the next layer of the brocade box, and there is another one~"
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I’ll stop here tonight and continue tomorrow. Good night!
(End of chapter)
