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Chapter 186 Zhen Fengshi

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    The autumn rain is misty.

    The sixth day of August in the twelfth year of Chongkang.

    ??At dawn.

    The sky is cloudy and gloomy.

    In the Mozhu Courtyard, candles are brightly lit.

    "It was only a quarter past two o'clock (six o'clock in the morning), and there were maids walking around in the courtyard from time to time.

    In Guanzhong in autumn, the night is cool and there is a chill in it.

    "In the past, the maids in Mozhuyuan would not have dared to disobey Jia Cong's wishes, and would not have been going in and out every half an hour.

    ???Replacement of hot tea and snacks, as well as warm face wash water and handkerchiefs are always ready, and even two toilets filled with incense are prepared

    But now that they had support, even Jia Cong had no choice but to let them go.

    When it was time to get up every hour and stretch the muscles of the neck, hands and feet, I saw Ping'er coming in with a smile carrying a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup.

    Wearing a lotus-yellow dress embroidered with flowing water patterns, Ping'er looks even more gentle and pretty.

    The dazzling silk and pearls make her even more beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

    "Cong'er, it's time, let's get up and walk. Sitting for a long time hurts your neck and your body"

    Ping'er speaks softly and softly.

    This rhetoric was originally used by Jia Cong to explain to everyone why he got up and moved after sitting for an hour.

    But the careful Ping'er wrote it down and it became a regular rule.

    Ping'er even remembered that Uncle Xianzhu died early because he exhausted himself from studying hard.

    So the supervision became even tighter.

    Since Jia Lian went to Donglu Courtyard, although he was very reluctant to leave Wang Xifeng, in order to avoid suspicion, Ping'er took the initiative to move back to Mozhu Courtyard.

    Jia Cong stood up and looked at Ping'er with picturesque features under the lamp. A smile appeared on his stern face, and he said with a smile: "Sister, why bother to stay with me? In the past, I made Qingwen and the others fall asleep early and were not allowed to get up. Now.  Wouldn¡¯t my sister become a bad person?¡±

    Ping'er glanced angrily, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "You are going to end up in Qiuwei soon. In just a few days, I have to be the bad guy, isn't it okay?"

    Jia Cong chuckled and said, "Of course, I wish I could beg my sister to take care of me forever."

    "Bah!"

    Hearing these straightforward words, Ping'er's pretty face suddenly turned red, and he spat: "As Cong'er gets older, he becomes less and less able to learn."

    Jia Cong was not shy at all. He looked at Ping'er with bright and generous eyes and said softly: "Sister, I am not frivolous. Although we seem to be in a much better situation now, besides sister, who else can treat me sincerely?  ? I will not be dazzled by the glitz and glamor of this world. I can always see clearly that if one day I fall down again, the only person who can support me is my sister."

    Looking at Jia Cong's handsome eyes, which were so calm and gentle, Ping'er's shyness and anxiety subsided, and he said warmly: "Okay, what are you talking about?

    I am your girl, so naturally I have to serve you all the time.  Besides, I'm not the only one. Aren't Qingwen and the others also sincere?  "

    Jia Cong smiled and said: "They are also good, but after all they are different from my sisters."

    Although he didn¡¯t say everything, Ping¡¯er, who was smart and intelligent, still understood what Jia Cong meant.

    "If he remains in despair, girls like Qingwen and Xiaohong, who have lofty ideals, will not be willing to follow him in the first place.

    only¡­¡­

    Ping'er's eyes became softer, and she advised gently: "The world is like this, they are not wrong, and now they serve you wholeheartedly, but they can't say this anymore, it will chill their hearts.

    They say that being confused is a blessing, so Cong'er shouldn't be too shrewd in everything.

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    Jia Cong nodded when he heard the words, feeling comfortable, and smiled: "I understand, but I also feel more valuable about my sister. That's why I hope my sister can always take care of me"

    Hearing this, Ping'er blushed again on her pretty face, and her almond-shaped eyes were full of autumn water. She bit her red lips and said softly: "I am your girl. As long as you don't mind me driving me away, I will naturally keep it.  Be your steward girl."

    Jia Cong's eyes were filled with surprise, and he said: "My second brother and I have said that a person of my sister's character will never be allowed to be reduced to a concubine, so how can my sister always be a concubine"

    "Cong'er!"

    Before he finished speaking, Ping'er hurriedly shouted him down. Ping'er looked back at the door with rare embarrassment. When he saw no one was there, he turned back and whispered with red eyes: "Cong'er wants to force her to death."  Can¡¯t I?¡±

    Jia Cong frowned and said, "Sister, why are you here?"Ping'er whispered softly, and Xiangling's tense body slowly relaxed, but she still kept crying.

    Jia Cong stood up and said with a smile: "Why are you crying? Since you are here, let's go and welcome him."

    At this time, Xiaohong, Chunyan, and Qingwen also came in hurriedly. It was Xiaohong who learned about the situation from her mother and was the first to tell Xiangling.

    A group of people gathered together and rushed forward.

    ¡­¡­

    At this time, the autumn rain will stop and the sky will dawn.

    Cheng Rixing and Ji Haogu, the Qing guest ministers under Jia Zheng's sect, and several young servants escorted them back to Rongfu from Jiangnan after a long journey.

    After Cheng Rixing and Ji Haogu returned, they found that the situation in the Jia family had changed drastically, and old friends such as Zhan Guang, Shan Pinren, and Bu Guxiu were missing.

    Even Lai Da, Zhou Rui, Shan Daliang and other old housekeepers have disappeared, leaving only Lin Zhixiao as an acquaintance.

    Although he was horrified, he didn't have time to ask any more questions, so he introduced the people he brought back to Jia Zheng, who came after hearing the news.

    The matter involved Jia Yucun, which he valued very much, and he could not tolerate Jia Zheng not paying attention to it.

    "Bless me, sir!"

    "Good luck to you!"

    "Thank you for your blessing!"

    Jia Zheng came to the outer study room and said hello to Cheng Rixing and Ji Haogu, two Qing guests. They talked about their hard work, and agreed on a day to pick up the wind and wash away the dust. Then he looked at the people they had brought back from Jiangnan.

    A white-haired old man was frightened, and he knelt down to greet Jia Zheng with a flattering face.

    Jia Zheng was not happy when he saw this appearance.

    But in the end, he respected his age and asked others to help him up.

    Cheng Rixing said: "Shi Weng, this person is Feng Su, an old man from Dayu Prefecture in the south of the Yangtze River. After becoming a Jinshi in Jiayu Village, he became the county magistrate of Dayu Prefecture. He was an old friend of Zhen Shiyin, the son-in-law of Mr. Feng. What Mr. Cong said before  Everything is exactly right. This" He pointed at the gray-haired woman standing behind Feng Su with her head lowered all the time: "This is Zhen Feng, Zhen Shiyin's wife. Zhen Shiyin has been mentally unstable since her daughter went missing.  Her condition worsened, and she eventually lost her way and became a monk, it is said. Zhen Feng did some needlework at home to support her family. Although the old man often ordered her to remarry, she was a virtuous person who understood etiquette and insisted on observing the integrity of Zhen Shi. She also had a wife.  It¡¯s the hope that makes me persevere until today.¡±

    Hearing this, Jia Zheng felt both pain and respect in his heart, and asked, "What do you expect?"

    Cheng Rixing said: "Zhen Feng received a promise from Jia Yucun that day that he would help her find her abducted daughter Yinglian. Because Zhen Shiyin was very kind to Jia Yucun that day, she thought that one day she would be able to find her beloved daughter, so  Waiting hard.¡±

    When Jia Zheng heard this, he thought about Jia Yucun, whom he valued so much and recommended so much, thinking that he would be able to entrust him with important tasks in the future. His face turned red with embarrassment, and he cursed harshly with hatred: "How can this ungrateful and forgetful thing be able to do this?"  He did such a stupid thing?! If he had explained the reason that day, would our family still be unreasonable?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of clear laughter from behind: "Why should the master be angry? If Jia Yucun had said this, how could he have concealed his cunning and unjust face? If not for the gourd monk from the gourd temple who said this  Duan Gongan, who would have thought that the handsome Jia Yucun would have such a wolfish heart?

    Not only did he deceive the master, but he also deceived his uncle.  "

    Hearing this, Jia Zheng's anger subsided slightly and he said slowly: "It's Cong'er who's here"

    "Yinglian?!"

    Before Jia Zheng finished speaking, Zhen Feng, who had lowered his head before, looked up at a girl behind Jia Cong. After looking at it for a while, he made a tentative call.

    No one will doubt the authenticity of the identity at all, because although Zhen Feng is old, she is 50% similar to the girl behind Jia Cong.

    "Yinglian!!"

    Zhen Feng, who had always been humble and timid, saw Xiang Ling's face more clearly, especially the rice-sized rouge mole between her eyebrows. She no longer had any doubts, and after a heartbreaking cry, she slowly fell into tears.  On the ground.

    ¡°¡­Mother?¡±

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