manynovel Chapter 180 New arrival
Chapter 180 New arrival
Although there were no stars or moon outside, the lights inside were bright.
Lively but not noisy.
After chatting for a while, Jia Mu felt a little tired. After asking what time it was, she waved her hand and said tiredly: "It's getting late. You all should go."
"Ancestor, please rest early."
Jia Baoyu turned to look at Lin Daiyu and said with a smile: "Since this is the first time for Sister Lin to enter the mansion, she probably doesn't know the layout of the mansion yet. Please come with me today, and I will tell you slowly in the future."
Lin Daiyu whispered: "Thank you, Brother Bao."
Jia Baoyu then led Lin Daiyu to the Bisha Cupboard, followed by a whole group of maids and women.
It was late at night before they dispersed.
As the de facto housekeeper of Rongguo Mansion, Wang Xifeng had already sent people to deliver flower tents, brocade quilts and other items.Nanny Wang, whom Lin Daiyu brought, was waiting in the cupboard, and there was also a Jia Mu who was serving her maid Ying Ge.
Jia Baoyu's maid, Xiren, accompanied him on the bed outside.
After Xiren had served Jia Baoyu, he saw that the lights in the room had not been turned off, so he gently opened the curtain and came in. He whispered with a smile, "Why haven't you rested yet? Isn't it that you are still acquainted with the bed?"
Lin Daiyu hurriedly gave way: "Sister, please sit down."
Xiren sat on the edge of the bed and saw tears on Lin Daiyu's face. He quickly asked: "What's going on? Why are you wiping tears from your eyes?"
"Miss Lin is homesick."
Ying Ge smiled and said, "Young lady is a new arrival. This is human nature. I persuaded you with great difficulty. Now I am preparing to have a rest. Sister Xiren, you have many things to do, so you must come in and have a look."
"Isn't this mine?"
Xiren pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Miss Lin, just relax. There are a lot of novelties and naughty things in the house. Putting aside everything else, Mr. Bao who is sitting outside is the best at relieving boredom and amusing himself." , there will be lots of excitement to see from now on.”
Lin Daiyu said: "I see that the candles outside have not been extinguished. Could it be that Brother Bao is still asleep?"
"not yet."
Xiren shook his head and said softly: "Right now, he is still practicing calligraphy on the table outside. He told the old lady to go to bed early just to coax him. We maids have all tried to persuade him, but this second master is stubborn at heart, no matter how cold the winter or the heat. , I have to read my books every night."
Lin Daiyu sighed: "Why did he work so hard?"
"Who said it wasn't."
Jia Baoyu filled a page with words, stood up and stretched his muscles. Unknowingly, he strolled to the curtain. When he heard the girls inside talking about him, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.
These lovely girls who only existed in books were now only a bead curtain away from me.
And they are all so real and vivid!
He thought about the fairy-like Lin Daiyu in front of him, and the round and pearl-like Xue Baochai. The tired and lingering scroll was slowly unfolding in front of him. What kind of colorful paintings would be waiting for him?
He couldn't help but look forward to it!
The long night has faded away with my thoughts, and the bells and drums of dawn have quietly sounded.
The sky gradually turns white.
Xiren got up early in the morning and served Jia Baoyu to wash up. After dressing up, he had the prepared breakfast. He then had to go to the master's place on time to do his homework. As soon as he went out, he saw the young boy Mingyan waiting outside with a pen, inkstone and books. Everything is well prepared.
Jia Baoyu nodded and said, "Let's go."
Mingyan followed him step by step, chatting about the anecdotes she had heard recently. Because he had been working with Jia Baoyu since he was a child, the relationship between master and servant was very relaxed and casual.
After turning around a corridor, a figure ran towards me.
Jia Baoyu subconsciously pulled away, but Mingyan was hit all over his arms. He was just chatting and blowing hard, but when he turned around, he was hit with stars in his eyes and scattered the books and stationery he brought with him on the floor. I couldn't help but jump up and curse: "Which bastard without eyes... Huan, brother Huan?"
Only then did he see that it was his master's brother Jia Huan who knocked him down.
Jia Zheng, as the second most beloved son of Jia Mu, had only two sons, Jia Baoyu and Jia Huan. However, Jia Baoyu was the son of his wife, Mrs. Wang, while Jia Huan was just the bastard son of Aunt Zhao, so his status in the Jia family was unparalleled. Different places.
This difference leads to irreconcilable contradictions.
Jia Baoyu had known for a long time that Jia Huan's mother and son hated her, and Aunt Zhao had deliberately planned to kill him in order to push her son to the throne of the successor of Rongguo Mansion. Although Jia Huan had not calculated his interests so carefully, But he also had an almost abnormal hatred and resentment towards him.
I just kept holding back and didn't dare to have an attack.
Jia Baoyu didn't pay much attention to these things. He just thought that he didn't have this brother. When he saw Mingyan packing up things on the ground, he looked at Jia Huan who was shrinking coldly: "What are you doing in such a hurry so early in the morning?"
Jia Huan lowered his head and said, "I made an appointment with some of my brothers to go out to have fun."
"Then you are very warm-hearted."
Jia Baoyu sneered and said: "It's really hard for you to get up so early. Instead of going to the private school to listen to my husband's lectures, you only think about having fun. My father will have to take the school homework test tomorrow. It seems that you are already confident."
"Anyway, I can't compare to you, second brother."
Jia Huan raised his head and said firmly: "You are the darling of the whole family, and you will definitely be slaughtered by officials in the future. How can we, brothers with no talents and virtues, have the qualifications to compete with my second brother?... …Anyway, the master never counted on me!”
"So you want to give up on yourself?"
Jia Baoyu sneered and said: "I know you are dissatisfied and feel that your elders look down upon you, but only when you learn to respect yourself can you be valued by others. You earn your face by yourself, and no one can stop you. If you are willing to study and make progress, Who else dares to abuse you?"
Jia Huan gritted his teeth and remained silent.
"You can listen to my words or not. After all, we are not brothers, and I can't control you." Jia Baoyu smiled coldly and said, "You only need to remember my words, and everyone will humiliate themselves." And later generations will humiliate him.”
Jia Huan gritted his teeth and said, "Second brother taught me a lesson."
"Go ahead."
Seeing his dissatisfied look, Jia Baoyu knew that everything he said was in vain. He had never counted on Jia Huan anyway, so he naturally had no intention of tempting him any more, so he had to wave his hand to let him leave quickly.
Jia Huan quickly headed east.
When he reached the corner where Jia Baoyu couldn't see, he finally stopped and looked back. His young face was full of unruly expression, and he stamped his feet and said fiercely: "Sooner or later, you will fall into my hands. Let me show you how powerful I am!"
Naturally, Jia Baoyu didn't know these things.
He finished today's morning class as usual and received several compliments for his increasingly diligent work. The practitioner had read several policy papers he had written and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction and said, "Sure enough, the stars in the sky come down to earth. These articles are very popular." Yes, as long as you work hard for two more years, you will be able to take the exam!"
Jia Baoyu said respectfully: "It's all teachers who teach me well."
"It's rare that your child has great talents, but he has never had the bad habit of relying on his talents and being arrogant." The master sighed, then came back to his senses and said: "While it is still early, we might as well work hard. You can read this article first. There is still a slight flaw in the title. As a teacher, I might as well make some slight modifications..."