[A total of 6,500, and poems, the task is completed. 】
living room.
After sharing the guest and host seats with Jia Baoyu, Sun Shaozong raised his chin in a dignified manner: "Tell me about it, which hurdle can't be overcome."
Jia Baoyu opened his mouth immediately, but as time passed by, he still didn't know where to start.
Different from asking Sun Shaozong for advice in the past, he has already figured out the pros and cons this time.
He even knew that from his standpoint, if he really saved Qiuwen, he would be an enemy of the entire family, and no one would support him if it spreads to the outside world.
And when he wandered outside the firewood house before, and finally turned his head to leave, he had already made a choice.
The reason why he found Sun Shaozong again was just because of this choice, which made him feel really uncomfortable.
"Ugh."
Seeing that Jia Baoyu seemed to be performing a mime, he opened his mouth and said nothing, but his expression became more and more painful, Sun Shaozong sighed, poured a cup of tea, pushed it in front of Jia Baoyu, and said sternly, "In my opinion. , the best thing you should do right now is to return to the Yihong Courtyard and have a drunken break!"
Although he actually wished that Jia Baoyu would hurry up and get out of the way, so that he could enter the room and continue, but this method of getting drunk to relieve thousands of sorrows was indeed quite effective.
But when Jia Baoyu heard the words, he just smiled bitterly, and then there was a long silence.
Just when Sun Shaozong couldn't help it and wanted to speak again, he heard him quietly ask: "Second brother, am I too timid? When Qingwen was kicked out, I couldn't do anything, now Qiuwen And...I still can't do anything."
"Is this..."
Sun Shaozong smacked his lips: "Let's make an analogy. If Sister Lin was humiliated and stabbed Jia Huan to death in anger, you would still look bad at this time... Cough, would you still sit next to me like this?"
Replace it with Sister Lin
Jia Baoyu was a little stunned at first, and then the terrified but decisive look that Lin Daiyu had when he killed Mingyan two and a half years ago appeared in his mind.
"Do not!"
The next second he jumped up suddenly and hissed, "I will never expose Sister Lin! I will not... let alone let anyone hurt her!"
Although there are some stumblings in the middle, these words are still decisive.
"Isn't this over?"
Sun Shaozong spread his hands: "The real cowardice is that you don't dare to stand up for anyone - as for the choices you make now, it can only prove their status in your heart, but they are not important enough to make you risk your life. ."
Jia Baoyu was stunned again.
He obviously never thought about the problem from this angle, so after a while, he asked with a bewildered face: "But... But is this... Is it... "
"Is it what? Cold-blooded, ruthless, calculating? Or do you feel sorry for them?"
Hearing the first few adjectives, Jia Baoyu was about to shake his head subconsciously, and suddenly heard the second half of the sentence, and nodded quickly: "They... they are all very good to me, and they have always been single-minded... "
"Everyone's feelings in this world have never been equal." Sun Shaozong interrupted him and shook his head: "Identity, status, appearance, fate... There are too many things that determine the unequal pay and return. "
"For example, I also sincerely praise you. Uncle Shi praises you and the servant in the house praises you for a year. Which one do you value more?"
Jia Baoyu seemed to realize something, but it was difficult to accept this statement.
After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but blurted out and asked: "The second brother, you will also... and will..."
After talking about half of it, he felt that something was wrong, so he stopped.
But Sun Shaozong also roughly guessed the meaning of the words that were not exhausted. He just wanted to ask, if his concubines were in the same situation, what would he do with them, would he also weigh the pros and cons, and then make a choice.
"how to say?"
Sun Shaozong frowned and said, "People have different tolerances and abilities. Normally, I wouldn't let my woman fall into such a field."
"Let's not talk about people like Jia Huan, I can't give him a chance to get close to the back house at all, even if he does go in - your brother and I have a bad reputation. How many women do you think he has the courage to touch me?"
"Take 10,000 steps back, I really want to put this kind of thing on the table - I am also confident that after Jia Huan's death, Qiu Wen will be preserved, and it will not be involved in any way!"
Having said this, Sun Shaozong suddenly woke up, and said to Jia Baoyu, who was busy and beaming: "But this time it's your family business. As an outsider, brother, I really can't interfere."
The light that flickered in Jia Baoyu's eyes dissipated immediately.
For a long time, he said bitterly: "I used to call myself a muddy mess, far less clean than my daughter's house. If I could make my sisters happy, I would leave my body dirty. Only then did I realize that I was really from the bottom of my heart. It is Bao Ai who is far better than the daughter's family around her."
With that said, he stood up dejectedly, and cupped his hands at Sun Shaozong: "I've disturbed the second brother, I'll go back and get drunk!"
Saying that, he turned around and walked out.
Sun Shaozong kept sending him out of the hospital, and he staggered a little as he went down the steps, and he couldn't help but point out again: "Actually, the fault is not in favoring one over the other, but in your inability - imagine if it were me, and your honor would deal with Qiu. Don't you ask me what the master means?"
Jia Baoyu suddenly turned around.
"To put it bluntly, everything you have right now is given by this Rongguo Mansion, and naturally you can't break free from the shackles of this mansion!"
"But if one day, everyone mentions you, it is no longer the second master of the Rongguo mansion, but the Rongguo mansion of the second master of Bao's - then you will only be willing to give some unkindness and injustice, and for others, it will be enough for another day. It's a new day!"
Jia Baoyu stared blankly at Sun Shaozong, and after a long time he finally bowed: "My little brother has been taught."
"Then go back."
Sun Shaozong waved his hand and watched the three figures in the front, two behind, and gradually disappear into the night. Then he locked the courtyard door again and rushed back into the room with big strides.
Originally influenced by Jia Baoyu, his emotions were inevitably a little lost.
But after just a few steps, thinking of the timid and timid woman inside, the fighting spirit gathered like a tide.
By the time the door to the inner room was opened, half of the sleeves had already been torn off.
However, after going around the screen, she saw Aunt Xue, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, sitting beside the coffee table in a daze, with a helpless expression on her face.
got~
This is going to be brewed again.
Sun Shaozong walked around behind her and was about to wrap her arms around her shoulders, making some shy words to cheer him up.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Xue suddenly turned around and asked faintly, "If it were Baochai, what do you think he would do?"
This…
I'm afraid it's inappropriate to compare my daughter like this, right
He slandered from the bottom of his heart, but Sun Shaozong said with a smile: "Where in this world come there are so many fantasies? Besides, compared to blind marriages, the two of them are already too much stronger."
Aunt Xue thought about it carefully, and it was indeed the same.
But just now, Jia Baoyu's roaring voice for Lin Daiyu's anger still lingered in her mind.
Although her daughter is a rare talent, Miss Lin is not too bad.
Now that Baoyu has a deep-rooted love for Miss Lin, will his daughter marry her in the future, will she really be able to replace Miss Lin's position in his heart
Afraid not to see it
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this marriage was inappropriate, especially a few days ago, it seemed that even my sister was a little powerless, and even wanted to tell others about Baochai.
But what my sister wants to match seems to be...
Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, and then he was hugged by Sun Shaozong.
"what!"
Aunt Xue exclaimed, and subconsciously hugged Sun Shaozong's neck. Seeing that his eyes were like spitting fire, she carried herself to the step-by-step bed, and her face immediately became hot again.
He gently kicked his legs that were in Sun Shaozong's arms, and murmured, "Quick... let me down, I too... I should go back too."
"It was so easy to send him away, how could I miss this auspicious occasion?"
As Sun Shaozong said, he gently put her on the bedside, blowing hot air into his ears and said, "Sister, let me go inside, so I can go up and share your bed with you."
The first half of the sentence was mixed with heat in her ears, and Aunt Xue subconsciously shrank in. After hearing the second half of the sentence, it was too late to regret it.
She could only be shy and bury her head in the quilt.
But when Sun Shaozong threw off the hero's cloak and got into the quilt, she couldn't help but ask softly, "Do you think Baochai and Baoyu will be able to live together in the future?"
This question has troubled her for a long time.
In the past, I couldn't find a suitable person to discuss it - I told the people in Jia's house that it was definitely not suitable; the son was a slut, and the daughter always had her own opinions.
Just now she heard that Sun Shaozong was outside, giving Jia Baoyu some advice, and she suddenly came to her senses - Sun Jiaerlang is well-known for his personal skills, so why don't you ask him what he thinks
However, at this time, Sun Shaozong, how could he even bother to discuss such matters
He entangled his hands and feet together in the early days, and after three or five seconds, he took off Aunt Xue's coat, lowered his head and mumbled something, and said vaguely: "Let's wait for a happy time, and then talk about this idle... hey. Yo!"
There was a sudden cry of pain, but Aunt Xue took a bite on his shoulder.
Rubbing the sore spot, seeing Aunt Xue's almond-shaped eyes, obviously unwilling to obey, Sun Shaozong smiled helplessly: "What kind of golden and jade good luck they have, it has been spread all over the capital, and the concubine De in the palace is pregnant, and now I want to find someone to take over the Rongguo Mansion... I mean, if I want to find someone else, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
Aunt Xue's expression suddenly dimmed.
"But..."
However, Sun Shaozong betrayed him again and said, "There is only one ready-made person, who is matching with Sister Xue."
Aunt Xue hurriedly asked, "Who is it?!"
"Far from the horizon, close... Don't, I'm just joking!"
Sun Shaozong dodged her second bite, turned over and pinned her down.
Just as she was about to get up and down, she suddenly heard Aunt Xue say quietly, "Actually... Actually, my elder sister mentioned you before."
"Clam?"
"But you and I are like this, and... how can we... "
"Clam?!"
"Besides, Baochai is also worried about the concubines and daughters in your family, and Ruan Rong, whose wife is not like a wife, and a concubine is not like a concubine..."
It turned out that the Xue family had really considered this marriage!
It's a loss, it's a big loss!
Although this Aunt Xue is a showy, she is still a little less youthful than her daughter!
"actually… "
Sun Shaozong said embarrassingly: "With you helping to 'open up the joints', if she really gets married, how can I dare to treat her harshly?"
For fear that Aunt Xue didn't know what this 'opening up the joints' meant, he deliberately made a nasty move.
In an instant, Aunt Xue's bones turned red, and she looked up to bite, but was firmly intercepted by Sun Shaozong with her big mouth...
There is a poem that says:
The mooring cable is under the temple, and the opening is towards the waterfront.
The common pity is drunk today, just like the body of the past.
The wind rushes the dolphins to turn the waves, and Qianweiyan takes advantage of others.
The smoke wave is just like this, don't let the jade pot spring.
—Ming Ye Chunji