On Ningrong Street, Jia Rui stood in the yard and looked at the three main rooms, two side rooms, a well and two persimmon trees. Liu Ma's son Shuanzi said that the old man had told him to eat breakfast when he admitted his mistake. Jia Rui turned around and went into the house, sat at his desk and stared out the window in a daze. The cheap and lustful waste in his predecessor had long been seduced by Wang Xifeng and died on Huangquan Road. If he were to come here, he would never take this road again. There are words urging students to study hanging on the wall, half a shelf of books are piled on the bookshelf, and the desk is complete with pens, ink, paper and inkstones. The whole Jia family pointed out the way to study and take the imperial examination. Jia Jing and Jia Zheng were the ones who got ahead, while Jia Zhen and Jia Baoyu were all abolished. Jia Rui opened the pages of the book on the table and glanced down. He had to make up for his failure to study well in his last life. There were footsteps outside, and Shuanzi ran to the door again and said that the young master had guests. Jia Rui closed the book. Who is coming? Shuanzi said about Ping'er, the eldest maid in the mistress's house. The book in Jia Rui's hand fell to the table. Wang Xifeng sent someone now? This time he didn't think twice. He stood up with the book and walked to the door: "Tell Miss Ping'er that if the second mistress has any orders, I will answer them personally." He won't jump in this round.
Reader comments
Two words: frustrated
Nice writing, don't write it next time
It basically has nothing to do with Red Mansion, and the main character is a eunuch.
The writing is okay, although there are many bad things, but I won't give it 7 stars.
Two words: frustrated
Nice writing, don't write it next time
It basically has nothing to do with Red Mansion, and the main character is a eunuch.
The writing is okay, although there are many bad things, but I won't give it 7 stars.