When Jia Cong got the news and arrived, Baoyu had already been carried to Jia Mu's room.
Li Wan, Sister Feng, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun, Baochai, Daiyu and others also rushed over. Seeing Baoyu's miserable appearance, they all felt sad.
Mrs. Wang was sitting next to her, crying "son" and "rou" non-stop.
When he opened the clothes on Baoyu's butt, he saw a bloody patch. The whole butt was smashed, and there was no good spot.
Seeing this, not only did Mrs. Wang cry louder, but Mother Jia was also so distressed that she shed tears.
Seeing Jia Zheng also coming in, he scolded angrily: "My son is not good. He should be taken care of. He shouldn't be punished like this. If you don't go out, what are you still doing here? Is it because you are not satisfied? Do you have to watch him die?"
When Jia Zheng saw that Baoyu had indeed been beaten severely, the anger in his heart had long since subsided, and he also felt a trace of regret.
After all, he was his biological son. I just hated him for not living up to expectations, but I didn't want to kill him. I was so angry that I lost my sense of proportion.
Seeing Jia Mu say this, she could only retreat in disbelief.
Seeing Jia Cong standing aside, Jia Mu said, "Brother Cong, I've sent someone to find a doctor. He won't be here for a while. Don't you know how to do medicine? Go and see Baoyu first. Look, see if the injury is serious."
Jia Cong nodded and did not refuse. He separated from everyone and came closer.
After careful inspection, no bones were injured, just some flesh and blood pain.
Jia Zhengnai was a scholar who neither worked nor exercised. He had no strength in his hands. Moreover, he was old and did not have much strength in his hands. The boys did not dare to fight with real strength.
Although the injury looked serious on the surface, it was not that serious in reality.
He raised his head and said to Jia's mother: "Don't worry, old lady. Baoyu's injury is just a superficial wound. It's not serious. It's much lighter than the last time. He will be fine after a few days of rest. The next time he gets beaten, he probably won't be injured." It will hurt.”
After listening to Jia Cong's words, everyone put down their worries.
When Jia Mu heard that Baoyu was fine, she felt much better. She laughed and scolded: "Bah, you bastard, do you still think Baoyu won't be beaten again? It's really hard on my Baoyu."
Jia Cong said: "My second uncle hit Baoyu because he was angry that he would not fight. If Baoyu could make some achievements in reading, it would be too late for my second uncle to like him, so why would he hit him?"
Besides, Baoyu is old and should know how to make progress. When his butt heals, I will get two places for him and let him and Lan Geer go to the Imperial College to study. What can they do if they hang around with the maids all day long? Profit? "
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Mrs. Wang raised her head and glanced at Jia Cong, but did not object.
Although she hates this nephew very much, she hopes that her son can be successful and stand out.
By then, not only will I have face, but I won't have to be oppressed by this bastard anymore.
When Baoyu heard this, he quit. If he went to study, he would no longer be able to play around with these beauties. He cried and said, "Old ancestor, I don't want to go to the Imperial College to study."
Mother Jia said distressedly: "If you don't want to go, we won't go. Let's heal our injuries first. For a family like ours, even if we don't have any ability, there is no problem if we want to be rich and prosperous throughout our lives."
Jia Mu's words are not wrong. With the background of Rongguo Mansion, it will be no problem for him to be rich for two or three generations.
The premise is that you don't commit suicide and don't get into big trouble.
Besides, since he was still around, most people wouldn't dare to provoke them. There really wasn't much of a problem in letting Baoyu live a wealthy life.
Thinking of this, he stopped talking. Baoyu's matter had little to do with him.
He has his parents and the old lady here, so there is no need for him to meddle in his own business. The reason why he is allowed to study in the Imperial College is because he does not want him to fool around in the Grand View Garden every day.
You can't just lock him out of the garden every day and not let him in, right? This is simply not realistic.
Mother Jia said: "Brother Cong, didn't you say you had special healing medicine last time? You can help Baoyu deal with it first."
Jia Cong did not refuse. This was not a big deal. He said, "Old lady, there is no problem if I treat his wound. I just need to disinfect it. This is a bit painful, but it is good for the wound."
Jia Mu said, "I don't understand this either. Just watch and deal with it."
Jia Cong nodded, knowing that Baoyu was beaten, so when he came over, he brought some necessary items.
He took out a small bottle of alcohol, a small bottle of healing medicine, and a small rectangular box from his arms. After opening it, he took out a tweezers and some cotton wool, and dipped it in alcohol to clean Baoyu's wound.
"Hey, it hurts, you bastard, are you trying to hurt me on purpose?"
Baoyu was not allowed to stay in the Grand View Garden, which made him resent Jia Cong deeply. This time he used alcohol to clean the wound, which hurt even more. He even suspected that Jia Cong was deliberately teasing him and was not polite at all.
Jia Cong was not used to him and said angrily: "Baoyu, don't be dissatisfied. Wounds cleaned with alcohol will not only heal quickly, but will not cause inflammation. This is my unique medicine. Others spend money on it." No."
As he spoke, he put more force on his hand, causing Baoyu to scream "Ahhh" in pain.
I kindly helped you treat your wounds, but not only did you not know about it, but you also dared to curse and prevent you from suffering. This is so sorry for you.
Hearing Baoyu's screams, Jia's mother felt a little distressed. She looked at Jia Cong and said doubtfully: "Brother Cong, what is this alcohol of yours? Why does Baoyu hurt so much? Can you not use it?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Old lady, alcohol is a spirit with very high purity. The Linhe Gong Liquor we drank has an alcohol content of about 35 degrees, and the bottle of alcohol in my hand has an alcohol content of over 90 degrees. , can kill most viruses.
This is a good thing. Many people can't get it even if they want to use it. Although it hurts a little, it is still very necessary to eliminate some future troubles. If the wound is not treated cleanly and inflammation occurs, it will be troublesome. "
After hearing what Jia Cong said, Jia Mu stopped talking.
A quarter of an hour later, Jia Cong sprinkled healing medicine on Baoyu, cleaned the tweezers with alcohol, and put them away.
He gave the remaining healing medicine to She Yue and asked her to change the medicine for Baoyu one day later.
Seeing Baoyu calm down, Jia Mu finally felt relieved and asked people to carry Baoyu back to his own room to recuperate, and the matter was over.
Hu Hui brought a basin and asked Jia Cong to wash his hands.
Jia Mu said, "That's good. Why did your second uncle hit Baoyu? Brother Cong, do you know the reason for this?"
Jia Cong shook his head and said: "Old lady, my grandson doesn't know about this either. I also heard that Baoyu was beaten, so I rushed over to take a look. Didn't you ask your second uncle?"
Jia's mother said: "Seeing Baoyu being beaten like that, my mind was all on Baoyu, and I couldn't care less about these things."
Jia Cong said: "Second uncle also hates that iron cannot be transformed into steel, but his attack is a bit too harsh. If you don't know, you might think that this is not your biological son. Is this what people say, a filial son emerges from under the stick? Second uncle thought Do you want to be a filial son?"
Jia Mu spat directly and scolded with a smile: "Bah, you bastard, shut up now. I didn't see your father beating you with a big stick."
When everyone heard this, they all laughed.
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Mother Jia chuckled and said, "Well, Brother Cong is indeed a filial child, and he is good to his brothers and sisters. I feel more at ease with him here."
Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes and disagreed with Mrs. Xing's words. Didn't she just buy you with some money?
This guy has a lot of money. He gave you three melons and two dates and made you happy. He is really ignorant. Besides, he is not your son now, so it is useless no matter how good he is.
Li Wan couldn't help but think about what Jia Cong had said about letting Baoyu and Jia Lan go to the Imperial College to study.
The Imperial College was the highest institution of learning in the Great Chu Dynasty, and was directly under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. The students there were either rich or noble, and not accessible to ordinary people.
The teachers there are much better than those hired by ethnic studies.
Moreover, his father is the Imperial Academy Jijiu. If Lan'er can go there to study, it would be nice to have his grandfather take care of him.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but ask: "Brother Cong, do you want Lan'er to go to the Imperial College to study? Is this true?"
Jia Cong said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, I do have this idea. Lange'er studies hard and is talented in this area. If he spends more time in ethnic studies, it will delay him a bit. This matter needs to be discussed with Er first. Uncle, let’s discuss it.
If my sister-in-law is willing to give up, I will come forward to help handle it. If she is reluctant, just pretend that I didn’t say anything. "
Mother Jia said, "Brother Lan is still young. Isn't it a little early to go out to study now?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Old lady, it depends on who you compare with. If you compare with Baoyu, you are indeed a little small. If you compare with those who are still studying in their forties or fifties and have accomplished nothing, they will be even smaller.
If compared with me, he is not small at all. When I was his age, I already had my own business and was the head of the family. "
Wang Xifeng smiled and said: "Brother Cong, there are only a few freaks like you in the world, and you can't find another one in the entire capital."
Jia Mu laughed and said: "What Feng girl is saying is that you are a freak. I have lived for a long time and I have never seen anyone as capable as you. Our Jia family is really a ghost on our ancestors' graves." Smoked."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Old lady, I am your biological grandson. Naturally, I have inherited part of your bloodline and inherited all your advantages. Do you think my grandson can't be excellent?"
After hearing this, Jia Mu suddenly felt refreshed and laughed with pride.
Wang Xifeng smiled heartily and said: "Old ancestor, you and your grandson are complimenting each other. It seems that your flattery skills are passed down from your own hands. What brother Cong said seems to be true."
When the others heard this, they all laughed.
Jia Mu laughed for a while, pointed at Wang Xifeng and scolded: "You monkey, you know how to arrange me."
Everyone laughed for a while before slowly calming down.
Li Wan said: "Brother Cong, your ability and knowledge are better than those of my sister-in-law. Please worry more about Lan'er. I have no objection to going to school."
Jia Cong said: "Sister-in-law, don't worry. Lange'er is my nephew. We were on the same page when he went to school. Since you don't have any objections, I'll tell my second uncle and I'll help him with his enrollment."
When it comes to reading, it’s better to be as young as possible, with a simple mind and few temptations, so you can concentrate on reading. As you get older, there are more temptations. There are all kinds of temptations outside. Most people can't stand the temptation at all, so they don't have much thought on studying.
Look at those people in their 30s, 40s, 40s, 50s, or even 60s or 70s who are still studying and taking the scientific examinations. These people have been studying for most of their lives, or even their whole life, but they can't even pass the examination as a scholar. ,Why?
Because these people are not thinking about studying, or they are gathering with classmates to chat, eat, drink and have fun. Or they hang out in brothels, brothels and fireworks venues, claiming to be talented and beautiful, arty and elegant, and don’t put much thought into reading. "
Mother Jia nodded and said: "You child, you see clearly. As you get older, there are indeed more distractions. Since you all agree, let Lange'er go and study hard."
Seeing that the old lady nodded, Li Wan quickly stepped forward to thank her.
Everyone chatted and laughed with Jia Mu for a while, and seeing that she was a little out of sorts, they all said their goodbyes and left.
Jia Cong followed Daiyu and the others into the Grand View Garden through the corner gate.
Lin Daiyu came to Jia Cong's side and asked in a low voice: "Brother Cong, when you gave Brother Bao the medicine, did you do it on purpose to make him scream so loudly that we were a little scared when we heard it outside?"
Jia Cong said righteously: "What nonsense are you talking about? I was cleaning his wound for his own good. In fact, it didn't hurt much, but the guy did it on purpose. He just wanted to win the sympathy of the old lady and everyone.
With his injuries, he wouldn't even be able to hum if he were one of my soldiers. Don't let him fool you. "
Lin Daiyu said doubtfully: "Is it true or false? From the sound, it doesn't sound like it's just pretending."
Jia Cong rolled his eyes to show his dissatisfaction.
I thought to myself, how could this girl guess it? Although he was deliberately trying to trick Baoyu, he would not admit it.
Jia Cong said: "This is all routine treatment. If you don't believe me, you can ask Nian Ci."
Yingchun said with a smile: "You two are tired of being together every day, and now you are talking quietly together again. I really admire you."
Jia Cong smiled and said, "You will be able to understand it when the second sister finds her husband, but you won't understand it now."
Yingchun's face turned red when she was told that, and she spat, "Bah, I'm your sister, and even my sister dares to make fun of you."
Jia Cong said with a smile: "I didn't mean to make fun of you. I told the truth. The second sister has reached the age of marriage. What kind of husband do you want? Tell me. I will go out and help you." You can inquire about it and choose a good one for you.”
Yingchun couldn't stand it anymore, her face turned red, she spat at Jia Cong, turned around and ran away.
