Jia Cong turned around after hearing the sound.

I saw a woman wearing a fifth-grade female historical attire, about 20 years old, with vague features that resembled a big-faced girl.

Qiao Shengsheng stood under the corridor of the west side palace.

Jia Cong's thoughts moved slightly.

Could it be that this person is Jia Yuanchun who has been in the palace for more than ten years?

"Who are you?" Jia Cong asked softly.

Jia Yuanchun walked down the stairs, looked at Jia Cong and covered his lips with a smile: "I am your eldest sister Yuanchun."

"When I entered the palace, Third Brother Cong was not yet born, so naturally he didn't recognize me."

Jia Cong had no choice but to bow slightly to Jia Yuanchun: "Hello, big sister."

Seeing that Jia Cong recognized her, Jia Yuanchun's eyes suddenly became closer.

Then I wanted to step forward and grab Jia Cong’s hand.

Jia Cong took a step back and avoided Jia Yuanchun's movements.

Although the woman in front of me hides it very well.

Jia Cong still felt a faint malice coming from her.

Jia Yuanchun's expression froze slightly, but he pretended not to mind.

He kept asking: "How is my grandmother? How is my father? How is my mother?"

"Where is Baoyu? Is Baoyu willing to study and make progress now?"

Jia Cong said calmly: "Everything is going well at home, and my eldest sister is interested."

He didn't believe that this cheap big sister didn't know anything about the news in the house.

Otherwise, where did her hidden malice come from?

Jia Yuanchun was aggrieved by Jia Cong's words and glanced left and right.

He asked quietly: "Third brother Cong, is the eldest uncle in the main hall now?"

"Can the third brother take my sister to meet my uncle?"

"After many years of separation, my sister really misses her relatives at home..."

Jia Cong's heart is filled with warning signs!

The person Jia Yuanchun wants to see is definitely not Jia She, but probably the Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu!

He suddenly remembered the inexplicable and weird concubine ceremony in the original book about ten years after she entered the palace.

Although she is already a royal concubine, she still holds the position of Shangshu of Fengzao Palace, but she is still a senior female official.

There is also the weird double-character "virtue", which does not look like a title but more like a posthumous title.

Jia Cong takes another step back.

A pair of dark peach blossom eyes stared at Jia Yuanchun.

He smiled and said: "If eldest sister wants to see my father, just tell the Queen."

"The palace is a forbidden area with many rules."

"I'm still young, so I don't know whether there are any taboos in bringing my eldest sister to see my father."

"It wouldn't be good if I got my eldest sister punished."

"Farewell."

Jia Cong bowed to Jia Yuanchun and walked quickly towards the main hall of Kunde Palace.

He is not willing to stay in front of this woman for even one more minute.

Jia Yuanchun looked at Jia Cong's back as he quickly left.

There was a look of resentment, hatred, and helplessness in his eyes.

Extremely complex.

Of course she knew that her mother, Wang, was imprisoned within a high wall by her uncle's father's order.

I also know that the tension between the first bedroom and the second bedroom has long been like fire and water.

However, if she cannot go further in this deep palace, how can she release her mother, who is close to her destiny, from the high wall?

How can we change the decline of second-home owners?

In this forbidden palace, the only people who can change her identity are Emperor Tianxi and Emperor Yongtai.

Emperor Yongtai is getting old, and there have long been vague rumors of confusion and confusion in the Daming Palace.

Of course she doesn't want to.

So the only choice is Emperor Tianxi.

It's just that the relationship between the first and second bedrooms is tense now. Even if she wants to climb up the ladder, she won't be stupid enough to ask Jia Sheshi for help.

So I paid attention to Jia Cong, who happened to come to Kunde Palace to meet the queen today.

I just thought that Jia Cong was young, so he would be easily deceived by saying more kind words and playing the family card.

But she didn't expect Jia Cong to be so smart and alert, so she said she wanted to go to the main hall to see Jia She, but he sternly refused.

Jia Yuanchun sighed quietly.

After a long while, he slowly walked towards his residence.

The main hall of Kunde Palace.

Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu had already ordered seventeen flintlock muskets to be prepared.

He said happily: "Cong'er, have you met Aunt Jiu? Come and see the flintlock musket that Uncle Jiu gave you."

Jia Cong smiled while opening the box containing the flintlock musket.

"Aunt Ninth prepared a lot of delicious food for me, but Xiao Liuzi didn't touch any of it."

I saw that the flintlock musket in the box was brand new and shiny, and the metal parts were shining with a dazzling oil sheen.

Obviously it is a step higher than the one used by Shenji Camp.

Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu burst out laughing: "That brat is so fat that he only cares about eating all day long!"

He said and handed him a small box from the table.

"Cong'er, open it and take a look."

Jia Cong opened it and was instantly shocked: "Pistol!"

Is there another time traveler in the world of Red Mansions?!

Jia She patted him lightly on the back of the head: "You brat, what are you talking about?"

"This is a handgun passed down from the West!"

Jia Cong patted his little heart that was beating wildly.

Hiding a smile, he said: "This is much shorter than a flintlock musket and can be held in your hand. Of course it should be called a pistol!"

If he had known that the Chu Dynasty had such a thing, he should have just asked for the gun from the beginning.

It’s hard to speak now.

Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu laughed loudly: "The flintlock musket is heavy and heavy, and I'm afraid it won't be able to hold it, so I found it specially for you."

"But it's less powerful than a flintlock musket, and it's easy to misfire, so be sure not to hurt yourself."

He also hoped that Jia Cong would help him come up with some brilliant ideas in the future, and he would give him endless instructions and instructions.

Jia She rolled his eyes at Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu impatiently.

"Okay, okay."

"It's what you have to give, and now I'm nagging you endlessly."

Emperor Tianxi's disciple Yu smiled and finally stopped nagging.

Jia She then pointed at three female officials in their thirties standing in the hall.

"These three are the female priests in the Queen's Palace."

"Aunt Zheng, Aunt He, and Aunt Cao will return home with us later."

Jia Cong saw that the clothes of these three female officials were similar to Jia Yuanchun just now.

He raised his little face and asked: "Dad, Uncle Nine, and aunts all have grades?"

Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu smiled and said: "The three of them are from the fourth grade."

Jia Cong burst into laughter: "Isn't that half a level higher than the second uncle's official position?"

"My second uncle will be embarrassed to death when he meets my aunts in the future. Is this not polite?"
To be continued...