It is matched with a few leisurely playful mandarin ducks in the small river, and a few red or golden maple trees by the river...

A beautiful autumn scenery.

"Old lady!"

Just after noon, a loud laugh suddenly came from across the bridge.

A group of people wearing gorgeous clothes, glorious and noble clothes slowly appeared on the bridge.

Among the crowd, a rich old lady with frosty hair was surrounded by people, with a smile on her face.

Who is not the most noble old lady Jia Mu Shi in the Jia family?

The one who laughed loudly was the famous "rippy and dilapidated house" of the Jia family, known as Feng Lazi Wang Xifeng.

Jia Mu was supported by her and her closest maid Yuanyang, and slowly crossed the bridge.

Around the three, there were more than a dozen people.

Jubei and the other two are both middle-aged men, with a good demeanor.

Sometimes he laughed and made the old lady nodded and smiled.

The older one is luxurious and noble, with a lot of arrogant eyes.

Pointing to this small garden, it seems to be guiding the country.

He is the owner of this side courtyard, Jia She, the eldest son of Duke Rong, whose courtesy name is Enhou.

The other person doesn't look like a noble family, and he has a very elegant posture.

He didn't argue with Jia She, but just nodded and smiled from time to time.

This person is the second son of Rongguo and the younger brother of Jia She. The real leader of Rongguo Mansion, Jia Zheng, whose courtesy name is Cunzhou.

Behind the two, a young man was also followed.

He has a cool figure, a humble smile on his face, and sometimes he agrees with gentle eyes.

He is Jia She's eldest son, and Jia Lian, who now lives with the second wife...

To the south of the old lady, there were two middle-aged wives serving.

Both of them were so arrogant, with a smile on their lips and a charitable eyebrow.

The one on the left is Jia She Xuxian Xing, and is known as Mrs. Xing.

The other one is Jia Zheng's legitimate wife Wang, who is known as Mrs. Wang.

Behind the two ladies are the young ladies and young men of the Jia family.

Two of them are particularly prominent.

One is half a young man, wearing a purple gold crown on his head, and two dragons are snatching the gold wiping on his forehead.

Wear a two-color golden butterfly with big red arrow sleeves, covered with stone blue flowers and eight-piece forging jackets, and small morning boots with green satin foundation.

Glorious.

He is Jia Baoyu, the phoenix prince of the Jia family.

Another girl was wearing a cotton dress with a yellow onion and yellow silk and a big red feathered gauze embroidered brocade jacket, and her steps seemed to be like a weak willow to support the wind.

She has a delicate figure, like a fairy.

She is the granddaughter of the Jia family, named Lin Daiyu.

These two are the most favored by Mrs. Jia among their grandchildren.

After the two, there were three more girls.

The first one has slightly plump skin, a body shape, a new cheek, a greasy nose, a gentle and silent nose, and a friendly look.

The second one is to cut shoulders and waist, long and pick a figure, have a duck-like face, handsome eyes and eyebrows, look at it and fly, and have a bright and colorful essence, forget the customs when you see it.

The third one is not strong enough to describe it as still young.

The three of them have the same makeup.

These three people are the four springs of the Jia family, namely Yingchun, Tanchun and Xichun.

There is another spring, and now that he is a talented person in the palace, it is Yuanchun.

Behind the three of them was a little boy, but he looked like an alien.

Others' every move is complete and polite, and their posture is straight.

Even if you are talking and laughing, you will not be willing.

Only he, with his arms hanging and his head hanging.

Following behind weakly, swaying step by step.

I don’t even have fun and joke with any sister. I feel bored and have no desire to live...

Although the group of mothers and maids who were walking at the end were all disgusting in their eyes, it was hard for him to feel good about himself. He occasionally curled his lips and looked at the front...

"Baoyu, look at that..."

Lin Daiyu, who was walking behind Jia Mu, was wearing a cotton dress with a yellow onion and a big red feathered gauze embroidered brocade jacket, which was more colorful than the delicate flowers. Suddenly, she pointed to the riverside and whispered to Jia Baoyu beside her.

When Jia Baoyu heard this, he followed Lin Daiyu's slender fingers like green and ink-colored chrysanthemum in full bloom.

"My sister Lin, wait, I'll pick it for you."

After saying that, Jia Baoyu wanted to turn back and go around to the shore to pick flowers.

This movement naturally attracted the attention of people around us.

Seeing that everyone around him looked over with a smile, Lin Daiyu hurriedly grabbed Jia Baoyu and said angrily: "I just think it looks good, not wanting it."

Jia Baoyu didn't care about other people's gazes, but just looked at his Lin Meimei and smiled, "You think it looks good, why don't you?"

Listening to the increasingly unconcealed "mockery" around her, Lin Daiyu became more and more shy, but before she could say anything, she heard a "disgusting" laughter sounded: "Brother Bao, your sister Lin likes you and you want to pick flowers, what if I like it too?"

People around him laughed when they heard this. Jia Baoyu was not afraid. The one he feared the most was being suppressed by the old lady. Last night, I promised not to restrain his sex today, so I rarely relax.

So he said, "If you like it, just let Brother Lian pick it."

The others were not doing well yet. Lin Daiyu's pretty face was already flushed, and her beautiful eyes that seemed to be floating with a layer of mist but could not hide her agility. She looked at Jia Baoyu with a smug look very angry.

Before Jia Baoyu could react, the surroundings were already laughing...

Especially the initiator Wang Xifeng laughed loudly: "Brother Bao is really a sincere person. Tell me, what is your relationship with your Meimei Lin? What is my relationship with you, Lian Er Ge? Why are you similar to each other?"

Jia Baoyu came to his senses and then was stunned, feeling both panicked and happy...

Although I still don’t know what love is, I’m still at a ignorant age.

Just in front of the elders, you will inevitably be panic.

"Brother Feng, don't bully your Bao brother!"

Seeing that Jia Baoyu wanted to find a crack in the ground, his round face turned purple, Jia Mu felt extremely distressed and scolded her.

Mrs. Wang laughed and said, "Feng girl is talking nonsense. How old are they, you can make fun of it. Baoyu is just taking care of his sister."

Mrs. Xing echoed: "The old lady teaches her well, Baoyu is very careful and knows how to care for others."

After saying this, Wang Xifeng turned it back and praised Jia Baoyu very much.

In addition to Jia Zheng's cold look at Jia Baoyu, even Jia She praised him a few times, and Jia Mu became even happier.

When the wind spread to the back, those old Chen's mothers were even more desperate when they praised people.

For a moment, the road was filled with praise for Baoyu.

Others are just used to it.

Moreover, Jia Baoyu is indeed careful and does not rely on his elders to be arrogant and bully his sisters.

Seeing that he was so favored, the sisters of the Jia family just smiled.

Only Jia Huan, who was walking at the back, shivered when he heard the words of Yuanyuanzi, and felt that he was a group of shameless people!

He cursed in his heart: You praised Baoyu as unparalleled in the world, and it would be fine if you were invincible on the ground, but why did you still talk lies with your eyes open and say that he was the handsomeest young man in the house?

Just his face is bigger than my meal basin, so he is also called the most handsome?!

A group of stinky women who are blind and blind...

After seeing the garden, I was about to arrive in front of the Hanghua Gate. The servants and women outside had already prepared mule sedan chairs and carriages, but the group of women were still clamoring to praise people.

Only then did Jia Huan remember that he almost missed the matter. He seized the opportunity and chose the right direction. He seemed to turn his head inadvertently, looked at the inconspicuous rockery by the road, and then exclaimed loudly:

"God, do you gosh! Jia Cong, are you beaten again?!"

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PS: The issue of titles in the Red Chamber has always been a difficult issue to explain.

In order to solve this problem in this book, I introduced martial arts, which made many people criticize it.

After writing most of the books, I felt that it seemed that without using that system, I could solve the chaotic inheritance of titles in Dream of Red Mansions.
Chapter completed!