The Red Chamber: Lianyufengchai

When the people outside the room heard the cries inside, they also thought that Jia She was dead, and immediately reported the news.

Jia Lian hurriedly looked at it carefully and asked the two little aunts for needles.

Jiaohong shivered and pulled out the needle and thread to sew a shroud for Jia She.

Jia Lian didn't have time to explain, so he grabbed the needle, heated it on the lamp, and immediately stabbed Jia She's ten fingertips to let the blood flow out naturally. In the resuscitation technique, after pressing dozens of times in a row, he had a faint pulse phase again.

Jia Lian squeezed out a few tears and said to Madam Xing, "Ma'am, it's time to urge Imperial Physician Wang for diagnosis and treatment. There may be room for improvement."

Mrs. Xing was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Lian, you mean that the master is not dead yet?" There were still tears on her face.

Jia Lian opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.Didn't they see that he was saving people just now?

Might as well let Jia She really go like this!

"Don't worry, my wife, I will support you for a while. If it takes a long time, I'm afraid it will be really difficult to recover."

Mrs. Xing, especially the two little aunts, breathed a sigh of relief.

Madam Xing grabbed Jia Lian's hand in a panic and said with tears, "Brother Lian, you saved the master, which means that you saved the lives of me and both of them!"

Jia Lian instructed: "Madam, now it's time to wipe the master, open the windows, and don't let it be stuffy. I'll call a doctor."

So Jia Lian came out of the room, looked up and saw Da Lai and Lin Zhixiao both holding white flags hanging, and hurriedly ordered them to take them off, "The eldest master is still here! Why don't you put it away? Go and ask the imperial doctor! If there is any delay, I will interrupt. Your legs! Also, don't disturb the old lady for now!"

Everyone hurriedly collected them everywhere.

Lai Dalian asked someone to pick up the imperial doctor.

At this time, Sister Feng came over and asked with concern, "Brother Lian, how is the master?"

Jia Lian didn't want to say more, just said: "I don't know for a while."

But Sister Feng said softly: "You can even calculate the life of Ping'er's hoof accurately, you must know how the master is!"

Jia Lian wanted to cover her mouth, "Auntie, don't think that the master can't wake up, so you will mess around! I can warn you that you must be respectful in front of the master and wife, and you can't be perfunctory!"

Sister Feng turned her eyes and put her hands together, "Amitabha, God bless you!"

Who knows what she is praying for!

Jia Lian glanced at her, "Be careful!"

Sister Feng spat: "No conscience! How's your wife?"

Jia Lian whispered: "I don't think it's a big deal. That stick looks scary, but it doesn't hurt much. It's just the blood stasis on the forehead that won't heal in a while."

After a long time, Imperial Physician Wang came in a hurry.

After the diagnosis and treatment, Imperial Physician Wang hesitated to say anything to Jia Lian, "I'm afraid your Lord Lingzun is not very good!"

This just happened to be heard by Mrs. Jia Zhengwang, who just arrived, and hurriedly asked: "What do you mean by not being good?"

Doctor Wang hurriedly explained: "Second master, thanks to the second master's timely blood stabbing and first aid, and then acupuncture and moxibustion, the first master's life is not affected for the time being. It is just because of emotional depression and anger, the five will go too far, and then the heart becomes violent and angry. All float, and even arouse the internal wind."

Jia Zhenglue read some medical books and asked, "But a stroke?"

Wang Taiyi cupped his hands and said: "Second Master, see clearly! This is exactly the disease. From the perspective of the following, the wind evil has suddenly appeared, but it has invaded the viscera, or the life can be saved, but the limbs are paralyzed, and I need to stay in bed for a long time. Take the medicine first to force the wind evil out."

"So, it's time to work!" Jia Zheng was in a heavy heart and asked Imperial Physician Wang to write the recipe. Jia Lian watched it carefully. The compatibility of the medicinal materials was different from what he expected. There was neither vomiting nor liver-suppressing and wind-suppressing soup. He Jianling Tang, which only uses Dabuyuanjian and Youguiyin, is too conservative, and he is afraid that it will be more than enough to cure it, so he hesitates.

The doctor Wang asked, "Do you have any doubts about the second master? This recipe is Dabu Yuanjian and Youguiyin, which is a good recipe for stroke!"

Jia Lian hurriedly thanked him, put away his thoughts, and arranged for someone to take the medicine for decoction without mentioning it.

In the main room, Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang sat on it, while Jia Lian and Sister Feng stood by.

Jia Zheng asked, "Lian'er, why is it like this?" There was a sense of blame in his words.

Jia Lian hurried forward and recounted what happened just now, "Father's illness came suddenly, and it really happened to my nephew. If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have made him angry, not to mention a thousand taels, even if It's two thousand taels, ten thousand taels, and my nephew must have brought it back for him!"

Jia Zheng sighed, "It's not your fault!"

A son criticizes his father for being unfilial.The younger brother criticized the older brother for being rude.

Jia Zheng is more aware of his brother's character than Jia Lian, and it is really hard to tell. The two of them tacitly did not mention the matter of Ma Feng.

Mrs. Wang blamed: "Even so, you shouldn't make your father so angry. The imperial doctor also said that he was so angry..."

The implication is that Jia Lian is greatly unfilial.

Sister Feng couldn't help defending: "Madam, how can the eldest master stop him if he wants to do that? What's more, Brother Lian saved the eldest master just now."

Madam Wang reprimanded: "What do you know? This is related to the reputation of our Rongguo Mansion!"

The wind can't get out right now!

The lesser of the two evils can only be said to be the fault of Jia Lian.

Jia Liandao: "My reputation is insignificant, but I'm afraid that this incident will spread out. People don't pay attention to what kind of sickness they have, but only why they are sick. After tea and dinner, it will be used to talk about it, and our Rongguo Mansion will become a joke."

At that time, everyone in Shenjing knew that Jia She, the first-class general of the Rongguo Mansion, turned out to be such a person!All face will be lost.

So, Jia Lian said, "Why don't we say that my father suffered from a sudden illness, and he couldn't get sick!"

Jia Zheng was still hesitating, but the old lady outside the room leaned on a cane and came in and said loudly, "Brother Lian said that! It's really self-inflicted and can't live! Let him reflect on the bed!"

Jia Zheng hurried up to meet her and helped her down, "Mother, it's not me, the younger brother, who speaks ill of you in front of you, the elder brother has done something worse. This illness has nothing to do with Brother Lian. I'm just afraid It's been rumored that he has been implicated, and then..."

This is a sensitive issue. What if Jia She dies and Jia Lian is guilty of unfilial piety?

Madam Wang suddenly thought of a possibility, her heart couldn't help becoming hot, she hurriedly lowered her head, and began to calculate.

But her plan seems to be too early. Even if Jia Lian can't inherit the title, there is still another Jia Cong!

This third master Cong, who was more transparent than Jia Huan, suddenly became so unsightly!

The old lady was silent and sighed, "Help me in and have a look!"

On the inner bed, Jia She closed his eyes and lay motionless.

The old lady has been resentful and scolding this eldest son for half her life, and she even waived the morning and evening, and didn't want to see him, but once she saw him being so sick, she was also sad and weeping.

She stood tremblingly beside the bed and cried, "You! How many times have I taught you to take care of yourself, but when did you listen to me? How is it now? Confused! Confused!"

After all, mother and son are connected, and the rumors that future generations speculate that Jia She is not the mother of the old lady can be put to rest!

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Chapter [*] The Genius Playboy Wants to Study ([*]) The East Road Courtyard was noisy for most of the day, and then gradually fell silent.

Jia She was treated by the imperial doctor, and her condition was finally stable. She was taken care of by Mrs. Xing and two little aunts, and her life was no longer in danger.

As for when to wake up, maybe tomorrow, maybe three years, who can tell?

The old lady was too tired to cry, and was persuaded by Madam Wang and Sister Feng to go back and rest.

The only person is still there, and the sadness is only for a while. It's just a joke with the old lady these days.

So Jia Zheng called Jia Lian to Mengpozhai.

This is Jia Zheng's study. There are three small halls next to the Rongxi Hall. The front wall hangs the banner of Su Shi's "Red Cliff Fu". , half uncovered, many boxed books are neatly arranged.

Jia Lian glanced at it, and there were words such as Twenty-two Histories, Su Shi's Poems, etc.

The two sat down, and Jia Zheng sighed: "In the future, you have to take responsibility for things in the east. You have to stand up for everything, and don't make fools out of your head again."

Jia Lian still had a sad expression on his face, "My nephew is now completely at a loss, and he is at a loss. How to act, please ask my uncle for guidance!"

Jia Zheng said with a twist: "You have to be very careful about what you are messing with outside, and you don't have to enter the official office. Your aunt and Feng girl take care of the trivial matters at home. I only ask you, the book I handed you, Where did you see it? Is there anything you don’t understand? I originally planned to ask where you have been studying, but unfortunately, the chores were too many to be forgotten. But I have already invited Mr. Jia, the Imperial Supervisor, to come over because of this, and let him by the way. Take the test to compare your knowledge, and then you can't make mistakes."

Jia Lian listened, his face stiffened, "Uncle, Mr. Jia is very knowledgeable, and his requirements must be very strict. With his nephew's level, in his opinion, everything is wrong!"

Jia Zheng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, he won't give advanced questions. As long as you have read all the books I gave, there is no problem with the simple ones."

It makes sense, but there is only one problem, Jia Lian hasn't had time to read the book yet!

After being sent out by Jia Zheng, he was holding a stack of books in his hand.

Jia Zheng's earnest remarks were still in his ears, and he didn't say a word about face. In fact, he cared about this the most, and he gave Jia Lian a message with every word and deed: his own bull has been blown to the sky, if Jia Lian dared to pierce it in mid-air, The consequences will be very serious, especially if you offend Mr. Jia, you will never be able to mix in the cultural circle in the future.

Therefore, Jia Lian has not been out of the yard for three days, holding a book in his hand and reciting a few words, for a while "rich in the house, virtuous in body, wide in heart and fat", and for a while "a gentleman follows the road, half-painted and discarded, I can't. It's over." For a while, "The gentleman is compared to righteousness, and the villain is compared to profit."

He simply lay on the couch and let Ping'er carry the book. After he finished reciting one page, he turned another page, and asked Su'er to prepare a plate of fruit, tied with a small sign, and fed him from time to time, and Man'er He rubbed his shoulders, Heng'er beat his legs.

Master Lian also needs to have a style in reading!

When Jia Lian finished reciting a book, he changed Su'er to take another book, Ping'er rubbed his shoulders, Man'er beat his legs, and Heng'er fed the fruit.

That's how it rotates.

To say that Jia Lian is also a genius, the books that he has read in his previous life will naturally be read at a glance, and will be memorized again when he reads them again, without further study.

Ten lines in one eye, swallowing dates wholeheartedly, can only do this.

Sister Feng came in from outside, leaning against the door and smiling: "Yo yo, the talented person in our family is working hard!"

Jia Lian asked, "Have you inquired about the elder sister-in-law? Which book did Mr. Jia treat? Is there any point? It would be better if there were his notes or something."

Sister Feng walked to Jia Lian's side, looking at the little girls waiting for Jia Lian, her eyes flickered, as if she was looking for their fault, and her body was covered with places where hairpins could be used.

"The elder sister-in-law said that her father specializes in "Zuo Zhuan"!"

"Zuo Zhuan"?

This kind of book that takes a month to read once is not suitable for Jia Lian.

Sister Feng said with a smile: "Now everyone in the family knows that Brother Lian is working hard to study. The girls and women who pass by outside the door are not allowed to stop talking. If it delays your schooling, you will really have to fight."

Jia Lian could only laugh bitterly. It was still a matter of questioning and ignorance during the test. It was conceivable that he would follow in Jia She's footsteps, his prestige at home would be wiped out, and he would become a laughing stock.

At that time, the two fathers and sons would have no more status in Rongguo Mansion.

Seeing his pained appearance, Sister Feng persuaded: "Sister-in-law, let me tell you that it is best not to be greedy for beginners. It won't embarrass you."

Saying that, she took out another book and handed it to him, "This is given to you by the elder sister-in-law, saying that it is the relic of Uncle Zhu."

Jia linked it over, and the words "Justice of the Mean" were written on the cover.

Back it up!

Jia Lian couldn't help but think of a poem: "A real warrior, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood."

There was a loud sound of books in the room. Sister Feng rarely went to the kang in the cubicle quietly and drove out all the old ladies who reported the incident. She just listened without blinking.

Even though she mostly didn't know what he was carrying, it didn't prevent her from admiring her man.