The Red Mansions

Chapter 191 Baoyu, what do you think?

Chapter 191 Baoyu, what do you think?

In Rongguo Mansion, in the hall where the chief executive usually does his business, Jia Heng and Jia Zheng chatted, Jia Amnesty accompanied him with a smile on his face, and Sister Feng cast a pair of wonderful eyes over him, quietly listening to the two gentlemen of Jia's mansion Chatting, capturing useful things, hiding in the bottom of my heart, or increasing knowledge, or for conversation.

Not far away, Shan Daliang, Wu Xindeng, Dai Liang, Qian Hua and other management chiefs stretched out their heads from time to time to peek at the two accountants of Jinyi Mansion who were busy.

Seeing that the two were recording something with their apprentices, Wu Xindeng's eyes showed a hint of anxiety, and he thought something was wrong. He lowered his head slightly and gave Dai Liang a wink, but he saw that Dai Liang also had an ugly face. A thin layer of sweat seeped out.

In the strange atmosphere of chatting and laughing happily, while feeling uneasy, the two accountants of Jinyi Mansion suddenly stopped the sound of abacus fiddling.

The old man with a goatee under his chin took the books from the apprentices, walked up to Jia Heng, Jia Zheng and others, smiled lightly, and said: "Master Jia, I have preliminarily reviewed the accounts for the past five years. , A total of 14 five taels of silver was counted, and the money was stolen."

"You're talking nonsense, how can there be so much money?" Before Jia Heng could speak, Wu Xindeng blushed and said urgently.

The old man chuckled, cast a sideways glance at Wu Xindeng, looked at Jia Heng and Jia Zheng, and said, "Although your government's accounts are well done, as long as you examine carefully, you can see that a lot of daily expenses are purchased with shoddy goods and are vague. I don't know, just take the item of rouge and gouache as an example. Falsely reporting the amount and substituting the lower grades for the higher grades, there will be a deficit of 730 four taels of silver in the past five years. In addition, the Rong Mansion buys more clothes for the servants during the festivals. Most of the fabrics are inferior, and [-]% of the silver is spent but only [-]% to [-]% are actually used! Looking at this item, the back kitchen is also at a huge deficit. Regardless of vegetables, fruits and meat, just talking about major items such as rice, coal, etc., every year The deficit is as high as half, the figure is shocking, and what is even more frightening, in terms of account flow, it is almost a rule."

Jia Heng sneered and said: "If the master has a full share, the servant will get half a share. It's almost a rule, not to mention stealing it from the outside, isn't it?"

This is what Tanchun said in the original work of A Dream of Red Mansions.

At that time, the worries of Jia's lack of money were imminent.

As for the corruption and waste of the Jia family, it can be said that almost everyone knows it, and no one speaks of it!

"About rouge and gouache, Ping'er, tell me, what's going on?" Jia Heng suddenly called Ping'er's name.

When Ping'er was "named", he was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and said, "Master Huiheng, the girls in the mansion usually buy rouge and gouache every month through the compradors, and then ask their women to hand over their bridesmaids. The second grandma sent it out, because we couldn’t go out with the money to buy it every day, so the head of the comprador took it out and asked the women to hand it over to us according to each house on a monthly basis. How do they buy it here? Second Mistress He Lian doesn't know either."

Jia Heng nodded, and said softly: "I don't mean to blame you and Sister-in-law Feng, you don't need to be nervous."

Ping'er's eyes flickered, and when he heard this, he felt a little relieved, and responded with a soft "um", then remembered something, and said in a clear voice: "But now half of the girls in each room are wearing rouge and gouache. , I was buying them with two taels of silver for emergency use, I was actually wondering before, could it be that the comprador is out of stock, or can’t be used?”

"It must be used as a good one, it can't be used anymore!" Jia Heng sneered, and suddenly looked at Baoyu, who was sitting loosely and absent-mindedly, and asked, "Baoyu, what do you think?"

As soon as this remark came out, a pair of eyes in the hall cast their eyes on Baoyu in unison.

Jia Zheng also cast a pair of slightly cold eyes over him.

Baoyu was caught off guard when his name was called suddenly, and he shivered in fright, especially under the gaze of Father Zheng. .”

When he heard these economic affairs, his head was like a bucket, and he was just wandering away.

Jia Heng frowned when he heard the words, and said, "You can't tell? Rouge, your favorite food, has been shoddy, and you didn't realize it at all?"

Baoyu: "???"

Jia Zheng, Jia She, and Sister Feng: "..."

Sister Feng narrowed her red phoenix eyes, because she could not bear to smile, not only the corners of her bright red lips, but even her delicate body trembled slightly.

There are not so many Daiyu behind a wall, and she couldn't help laughing, under her black eyebrows, her bright eyes, full of stars and moon, curved into crescent moons, even though she knew that she shouldn't laugh on such occasions, she still couldn't help but hide her smile. Mouth chuckled.

How did that Uncle Heng say such ridiculous things in such a serious and serious tone?

Tan Chunying's eyes blinked, although she didn't smile, but there was something weird about it.

Only Mrs. Wang couldn't even laugh, and although she didn't have tears rolling in her eyes again, her complexion was gloomy. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Daiyu who grew up with Baoyu.

A feeling of disgust welled up in my heart.

A person loomed in front of her eyes, her sister-in-law Jia Min was still like this when she was not out of the cabinet, and her teeth were sharp.

Speaking of vitriol, and...

"Jia Heng..."

A lowly maid, Qingwen, said last time that her Baoyu lived off the rouge from girls’ mouths. Now this arrogant Master Heng said that her Baoyu ate too much rouge.

Obviously, in front of all the men, it was to ruin her family's Baoyu's reputation!

The old lady also said that she was doing it for Baoyu's own good. Is this for Baoyu's good? !

Mrs. Wang didn't know that through the speech of Zhou Rui's son-in-law Leng Zixing, even Jiayu Village in Jinling knew some of Baoyu's deeds, but this person included Baoyu into Ruan Ji, Tang Bohu and other famous people.

In the front hall, after Jia Heng's clear drink, Jia Zheng's face changed slightly, and he didn't know if he felt that he had lost his face. Looking at Baoyu who was dumbfounded, he shouted angrily: "Useless stupid thing, you're dumb!" , what can I ask you?"

Baoyu shrank her neck in fright, and said anxiously: "Perhaps these compradors are playing tricks down there."

"Baoyu is right, but he is playing ghosts." As soon as this remark came out, Jia Heng nodded his head as an "encouragement", and turned his head to look at Jia Zheng with an uneasy expression. He was half relieved and half explaining: "Two Master, although Baoyu is a bit stubborn, he is talented and intelligent, but in the past, he never put his mind on these economic affairs. When I asked him, I didn't intend to shame him, but just let him know that every porridge and meal should be thought of. It’s not easy, it’s a thread, and it’s hard to keep thinking about material strength. For example, Tiantian said that the word “daughter” is the most noble and pure in the world, but even the rouge and gouache used by the sisters can’t tell good from bad. Day, will also be deceived by those evil slaves and villains, unable to protect relatives and sisters."

As soon as these words came out, Jia Zheng's body trembled slightly, his elegant face was full of excitement, and he said, "Zi Yu, I know you as a human being, how can you not know what is good and what is bad, and feel jealous? You use the words of the sages to teach Mang through your words and deeds." Stupid child, it’s too late for me to thank you.”

Jia Zheng's mood was agitated, and Jia Heng's words and deeds lingered in his heart, and the more he tasted, the more he admired and rejoiced.

Teaching Baoyu with "Zhu Zi's Family Instructions" is almost a precept and example. In the eyes of Jia Zheng, a Taoist teacher, it can already be regarded as a model for sages to educate their children.

It's just that the wall has ears, and it fell on Mrs. Wang's ears who were separated by the wall, her face became more and more ugly, and the hand hidden in the sleeve was tightly holding the Buddhist beads.

I don't know what is good or bad, and feel jealous?Who is the master talking about?

And this Uncle Heng, who is he showing his hypocrisy?

Baoyu was coaxed by slaves and villains?

Her Baoyu is not a three-year-old child!

In the front hall, Jia Heng said: "Master Zheng doesn't have to be like this. Baoyu's mind is more than ordinary people. It's just that he was born in the inner house and was raised in the hands of a woman. If he has been following the master, giving advice and teaching, he will not be ignorant now. I don’t know much about the world...Fortunately, it’s not too late for a teenager’s disposition to be fixed, and it’s not too late to make up for it. In the future, you should study more and change your surroundings, so you may not be able to rectify it.”

There were praises and derogations in this speech, as well as high expectations, which undoubtedly showed the demeanor of the Jia clan patriarch.

Especially, in front of a father, if he blindly belittles his son when talking about his son, then he will feel uncomfortable as a father.

Blindly praise, but also perfunctory and hypocritical, and Jia Heng's words just now are first praise, then restraint, and then praise, the more sincere and sincere the words, the more so.

Raising first and then lowering, everyone who has passed the public exam knows that the key point is after the turning point, but if you raise it again, it will appear sincere and sincere.

Even if Sister Feng blinked her eyes, there was a sense of approval in her heart.

"It's just that Baoyu's temperament is so easy to change."

As for Daiyu who is separated by a wall, the smile on her face before has gradually faded away, the bright eyes under her smoky eyebrows trembled, and the light of deep thought was reflected in the full autumn water.

"It's really the patriarch's earnest words. Before, I thought...but I used the heart of a villain to measure the belly of a gentleman."

She thought that the big brother Heng was just using the second brother Bao as a raft, and she didn't want to have such a reason.

Of course, the main thing is that Jia Heng is completely telling the truth, and only by changing the environment can he empathize.

It can be said that if Baoyu is thrown into a melting pot like the military, if he is not raped by others, even a piece of scrap iron can be smelted into good steel.

Jia Zheng heard Jia Heng's words, and nodded his head, his elegant face was gentle, and his heart was a little bit happy.

If other people say this, he still has doubts, but Jia Ziyu, who is well-known at home and abroad and has recently been famous for his wisdom in Beijing, will definitely not just talk about it.

It's just that Mrs. Wang, who is separated by a wall, has a face ashen, like a cage of frost, and the hand holding the Buddhist beads is a little harder.

Raised in the hands of a woman, what is this?

Didn't Uncle Heng just want to attribute Baoyu's ineffectiveness to her?

Ok?

There's something wrong there. When did her Baoyu fail? !

How old is Baoyu?

She was completely confused by this unreasonable Mr. Heng.

Mrs. Wang rubbed the center of her eyebrows, feeling a deep tiredness hit her heart.

Moreover, she faintly felt that this Master Heng was alienating her husband and wife relationship with him.

Jia Heng said a few words of comfort to Jia Zheng, then looked at the accountant and asked, "Sir, why don't you continue talking."

The accountant smiled, then looked at Wu Xindeng, and said, "Mr. Wu, these rouge powders in your house, as well as the fruit and vegetable refreshments used in the back kitchen, you are the head of the silver treasury. How much do you spend on money? Don't you know?"

Wu Xindeng's complexion changed slightly, and he said anxiously: "Ms. Ping, who is next to Cailian's second grandmother, has talked about these small samples just now. I don't care about them. I asked the comprador to do it. I was in charge of the central bank of the house twice. How could I know these..."

"Boom..."

Jia Heng put the teacup heavily on the small table beside him, interrupted Wu Xindeng's "throwing the pot", and said coldly: "Then let me ask you, who is in charge of the procurement of these rouge powders?"

"Yes... yes..." Wu Xindeng was stunned and speechless when asked.

Dan Feng under Sister Feng's willow eyebrows rolled her eyes, and said softly: "Brother Heng, Liu and Xu are in charge."

As he spoke, he raised his slender hand and pointed to the two people behind Wu Xindeng.

Jia Heng's expression was indifferent, and he gave a deep drink, and said: "Come here, take the two of you! Go to the courtyard, and interrogate them severely, how did you use second-hand goods to fill your own pockets! In addition, check all kinds of deficits and order them You wait to fill it up to the public, otherwise, you will be charged with the crime of stealing the master's property as a slave, and sent to the Yasi for questioning!"

These words resounded suddenly in the hall, with the awe-inspiring attitude of a yamen official, causing Sister Feng to look sideways and pursed her lips.

And Jia Amnesty also applauded secretly, looking up at the panicked expressions on Wu Xindeng and Shan Daliang's faces, a sneer flashed in his heart, "Evil people still need to be tortured by evil people! Let you two dog slaves be mourned by Uncle Cuiyun Talk about 200 taels of silver!"

At this time, four soldiers poured in from outside the door, and they couldn't help but push the middle-aged man in civilian clothes who Wu Xindeng opened his mouth to distinguish to the ground.

"We are wronged, wronged..."

The two middle-aged compradors came to their senses and yelled Qudao loudly.

Jia Heng said indifferently: "Shout nonsense, slap your mouth!"

"Pa..." The soldier promised loudly, grinning grinningly, swung his arms, and landed his two big mouths on the faces of the two compradors. Suddenly, their cheeks became red and swollen, and they couldn't speak.

This scene, everyone in the hall saw it with awe, and felt a murderous aura spread out silently in the hall.

Wu Xindeng, Shan Daliang and several other leaders in charge trembled even more, their hearts were terrified, and they lowered their heads tightly.

Especially Wu Xindeng's face was ashen, and his body was trembling uncontrollably because of fear.

Because the two management chiefs were right behind him, the sound of slapping and groaning rang in his ears, and the smell of blood also came successively, almost making his scalp numb.

Jia Heng watched the soldiers escort the two of them out of the hall, then turned to look at Baoyu, who couldn't bear it and bowed his head in silence, with a calm expression, and asked, "Baoyu, what do you think?"

Baoyu: "???"

It's... endless, right?

Jia Zheng also frowned slightly at this time, and remained silent.

Mr. Zheng somewhat disliked these thunderous methods.

But after all, he is a man who works outside, and he didn't think it was too cruel after seeing the majestic hall officials with eight seats.

Seeing Jia Heng asking Baoyu, his heart moved, and there was a faint understanding in his eyes.

This... is this still teaching his son?

Thinking about it this way, looking up at the young man's eyes, it was reverence.

This kind of open-mindedness is really frustrating, it really is the demeanor of the patriarch, it is the luck of his family...

Sister Feng also looked at the man with shining eyes, her heart was filled with an indescribable tremor, and she deeply believed in Jia Heng's words.

A man must know some housekeeping skills, otherwise, in the future, he won't be played around by his subordinates?

From this point of view, this Uncle Heng is really teaching Baoyu, but Baoyu...

Facing all the gazes, Baoyu obviously learned a lot this time, scratched his head, forced a simple and honest smile on his face, and said, "Brother Heng didn't do anything wrong."

Jia Heng nodded and said, "Tell me?"

Baoyu: "..."

Dazed for a long time, a similar expression appeared on the face of the day "the title of the poem in the Grand View Garden test is correct", and he looked up slightly.

Then he shook his head and said, "But because... you slapped their mouths?"

Jia Heng nodded and said: "Just now Wu Xindeng vaguely said that he didn't know, then only these management chiefs are cheating and filling their own pockets! That is a decisive and thunderous punishment, and there is no need to listen to their eloquent words, otherwise, those villains will still You think you are weak and can be deceived! You will never wrong them! When you come to rule the house, you should neither punish those servants indiscriminately because of anger, nor allow them to lie and lie. You have underestimated your master, you should watch your face , to identify its authenticity."

Speaking of indiscriminate punishment due to anger, Jia Heng glanced at the attacker next to Baoyu, and subconsciously lingered on his heart.

Secretly, I don't know if this "Western Flower Idea Haba" in Qingwen's mouth will be sated by Baoyu in the future.

Facing Jia Heng's gaze, Xi Ren's Wanli face was a little uncomfortable, and he lowered his head, feeling a sense of fear in his heart.

Hearing Jia Heng's words, Baoyu felt dizzy for a while, but under the hopeful gaze of Father Zheng, he braced himself and cupped his hands, as if he had realized something, and said, "Thank you, Brother Heng, for your teaching."

Jia Heng looked at Jia Zheng who was on the side, and said calmly: "Confucian sages say that if you cultivate yourself, govern your family, govern the country and the world, Baoyu can learn some methods of family management from his envoy. Even if you don't become an official butcher in the future, you will just be a wealthy and idle person for the rest of your life." , not to be deceived by evil servants, and to confuse the upper and lower ranks."

Jia Zheng nodded, twisted his beard with his hands, and said happily, "What Ziyu said is true."

This is really teaching his son the principles of life and family management.

Sister Feng's gorgeous young woman's face is as beautiful as peach blossoms in February, and Danfeng's eyes are shining, and she also deeply agrees with Jia Heng's words.

A man must know some housekeeping skills, otherwise, he won't be played around by his subordinates?

This Uncle Heng really didn't use Baoyu as a raft...

Sister Feng pursed her pink lips, for some reason, perhaps due to the loss of too much salt, she felt a little dry, picked up the teacup at the side, and took a few sips.

Baoyu's face was gloomy, and she lowered her head, thinking, "With Lian's second sister-in-law and the others, why do I need a housekeeper? I don't know what to learn, it's so boring."

Daiyu, who was separated by a wall, listened to the clear and clear voice of the young man, with a gloomy expression on her crystal-clear jade face, and an unknown thought floated up in her heart.

　Push a book "My Wish"...

(End of this chapter)