It was getting dark and the lanterns in the main courtyards of Ningguo Mansion had been lit. Shen Ning smiled as she watched Rong Ge'er holding Jia Yue and reciting to her the book they had read today.
This is a daily must-have item.
No matter how tired he is or how late it is, Rong Ge'er must have dinner here and hug his little aunt.
It seemed as if if he didn't hold her for a day, his little aunt would be snatched away by someone else.
"Grandma!" After he had finished reciting what he was going to recite, Jia Rong said, "The school is closed for a few days. Tomorrow I will go out to play with my cousin Jianbai, Brother Qiang, Brother Yun and the others. Do you think it's okay?"
"You guys have an appointment?"
"Um!"
"Bring a few more people."
Ah? Jia Rong's face looked a little bitter.
He was not willing to lead anyone.
But without..., his grandmother would definitely not let him go.
"All right!"
He held Jia Yue in front of Shen Ning and said, "Grandma, is there anything you want? I will buy it for you."
"What I want?"
Shen Ning smiled, "It's quite a lot. Are you sure you want to buy it for me?"
"My grandson has money now."
Jia Rong is very generous.
Many of the Lai family's assets are in his hands, and now they have made quite a bit of profit.
Plus his own monthly salary...
Jia Rong felt that he was richer than his father.
"Really?" Shen Ning smiled, "You better stop showing off, or your father will definitely reach out to you."
"I have already reached out."
Huh? Shen Ning was surprised, "How much?"
"Three or two!"
Shen Ning: “…”
She didn't know what to say.
How poor must Jia Zhen be that he even robbed his son of three taels of silver?
"Did you say when it will be returned?"
"I borrowed it last month and said I would pay it back this month."
Rong Ge'er smiled, "So as soon as the monthly allowance was issued this month, my son dragged his cousin Jianbai to ask for money from his father to buy ink."
“Ahh~”
Jia Yue slapped him with her little hand.
"Aunt, are you going to like my dad?"
Rong Ge'er quickly grabbed her hand that she was about to reach out to him and gave it a kiss. "That won't do. My dad loves to drink, and he stinks when he drinks. We have to take care of his money together."
“Hehe~~~”
Jia Yue felt tickled by his kiss and couldn't help laughing.
“…That’s right.”
Hearing that it was drinking, Shen Ning absolutely supported her grandson, "It will be like this from now on, you can borrow it, but you must pay it back next month."
We must never indulge Jia Zhen’s bad habits.
Once he finds out, anyone can borrow it, and he might immediately turn back into the drunkard, lecherous, and despicable person in Dream of the Red Chamber.
If he kept his eyes on the alcohol and no longer had the excuse of alcohol to make him brave, he would not be so courageous if he still had a string called reason.
At this time, she didn't know that Jia Zhen was beaten and scolded by Jia Jing and was rushing back to Beijing.
In the ancestral hall, Jia Zheng and Wang Shi were calculating that since they couldn't go out tomorrow, they would always be able to go out for one day on August 15th.
By then, they will have to make up for it.
The daily meals of recalling the bitter past and thinking of the sweet past made their eyes turn green and they even dreamed of eating meat.
Unfortunately, there was still nothing when I woke up from the dream.
Although they have adapted to life in the ancestral hall, this adaptation makes them miss the past even more.
Of course, maybe because life was so hard, Jia Zheng didn't care about his face.
As for worrying about being looked down upon, just wait until he has filled his stomach before worrying about it!
"If you go out again, you better behave yourself."
Jia Zheng was afraid that Wang Shi would cause trouble for him again, "Shut your mouth, if you dare to implicate me again..." He looked at Wang Shi who was quite a distance away from him, "Don't think that I won't divorce you just because I have a son or a daughter."
When he gets angry, he can do anything.
"Now I have lost my official position and everything. Are you particularly satisfied?"
Wang: “…”
She lowered her head and said nothing.
In fact, Jia Zheng was not a good person, and she was the saddest.
The entire second house depends on Jia Zheng. If Jia Zheng falls, it means she has fallen as well.
Her son and daughter will never get any help from their uncle's family in the future.
And her brother...
Wang was actually very worried about her eldest brother's situation.
When the Jia family could no longer be a help and instead became an enemy, I didn't know how difficult my eldest brother's life would be.
It is difficult not to return to Jingying, and it is equally difficult to return to Jingying.
Now I just hope that more people will die in the war on the border.
Especially generals like her eldest brother.
So many generals have died, maybe her elder brother can be re-employed.
At that time, as long as we don’t go to the border, anywhere else will be fine.
Wang prayed silently in her heart.
She didn't pray to the ancestors of the Jia family for help, she was praying to the ancestors of the Wang family for help and for the Bodhisattva to bless her.
Although she was in the Jia family's ancestral hall, Wang had already imagined herself kneeling in the Wang family's ancestral hall.
"I divorced you. No matter Zhu'er, Yuanchun or Baoyu, they shouldn't blame me."
Jia Zheng was fed up with the days in the ancestral hall. "If you hadn't instigated me again and again, how could I have written such a letter? If I hadn't written the letter, how could I be here?"
He looked at the tablets on the stage one by one, his eyes reddened, "Father, why did you let me marry such a foolish woman?"
Wang: “…”
She turned and looked at Jia Zheng.
Wang never thought of himself as stupid.
Is it wrong for her to help her brother?
She did help her brother a little.
If it weren't for the horse-frightening case, her brother would still be the highest official in the Beijing Camp - the Beijing Camp Jiedushi.
Even the emperor would call her brother "My dear."
Thinking of this, Wang turned her head again and closed her eyes.
Anyway, Jia Zheng will not stop unless he barks a few times every day.
It’s getting late, time to get some sleep.
Wang moved her butt slightly.
Because her skirt was wide and big and could cover everything, it looked to outsiders like she was kneeling, but in fact, she was sitting most of the time.
In this respect, she is better than Jia Zheng.
"Wow, father, she killed me and Baoyu too."
His Baoyu is so good-looking and talented in studying. He can...
Jia Zheng was really sad.
Since childhood, the eldest brother has been suppressed by him.
No matter what he does, his elder brother is not as good as him.
But what about now?
Everything is reversed.
His whole life was ruined by that stupid woman named Wang.
Jia Zheng was crying here when he suddenly heard a soft snoring sound. He became angry and shouted, "Wang Shi..."
Wang was frightened and quickly straightened her back.
Jia Zheng: “…”
He stood up with difficulty and moved in front of her, "Did you fall asleep again?"
"You fall asleep sometimes, too."
Wang secretly moved her legs under her skirt and said in a flat tone, "It's just that I didn't call you."
"Huh~"
Jia Zheng was so angry that he laughed, "Is that why I should thank you for saying that?"
“…”
Wang said nothing.
She knew that no matter what she said at this moment, it would be wrong in Jia Zheng's eyes.
After all, she had admitted many mistakes and said many soft words these days, but nothing worked.
Jia Zheng always felt that the reason he suffered in the ancestral hall was all because of her.
But without her, is there no one else?
He has also acted as a guarantor for many people outside!
It was because of him that the Lai family relied on her.
"You're pretending to be so dead again."
Jia Zheng wanted to strangle her to death, "You'd better stay like this when you go out on August 15th, otherwise, I will kill you."
He went to urinate angrily.
Now that you have stood up, you should walk more, otherwise your legs will really be useless.
And this time when he went out, Jia Zheng was determined to get a specific deadline from Jia Zhen.
As the second master of the Rongguo Mansion, he can't just live in this ancestral hall.
If it really doesn't work, he will return to his hometown Jinling.
He will never go to Beijing again in his life.
Jia Zheng had already thought of quitting, but he didn't know that Jia Zhen had taken his father's letter and was not even bothering to return to Ningguo Mansion, but was rushing to find Jia's mother.
"this……?"
After reading the letter, the old lady's face changed drastically.
She thought that her son was cruel enough for kneeling in the ancestral hall, but she didn't expect that her eldest nephew would beat him.
As for Wang’s treatment..., she didn’t think it was serious at all.
"If he's injured, shouldn't he still be treated?"
Grandmother Jia wants to plead for mercy!
"This is my father's wish, and I dare not disobey."
Jia Zhen really doesn’t dare!
"...We can't even celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
The old lady tried to struggle for a moment, "And you said Yuanchun would get married on August 24th?"
"Yes!"
Jia Zhen lowered his head and said, "But my father said that without rules, there will be no order!"
Even he would get twenty strokes of the cane.
Jia Zhen actually wanted to cry more, "Second Uncle Zheng's forty strokes of the cane were for his disregard for human ethics, his disloyalty, his unfilial piety, and his unkindness..."
Each one is a mountain.
Especially disloyal and unfilial...
It's simply impossible to live.
"Not giving him eighty strokes of the cane and not sparing his life is already a consideration for our ancestors and you, the old lady, and for Zhu'er, Baoyu, and Sister Yuanchun."
Grandmother Jia: “…”
Her hands are shaking!
Forty strokes of the cane! She swallowed her saliva dryly and said, "Forget it, do whatever you want!"
After saying this, she collapsed in her chair and said, "I'm old, go tell your mother!"
Even Zhen'er was going to be beaten with twenty boards.
If Shen could object...
Or a lighter penalty.
Even if it is divided into two times, it is better than finishing it all at once.
If one of the forty strokes of the cane is not done properly, it could cost the life of her second son.
Although Grandmother Jia knew that the palace guards would not beat her son so hard because of Yuanchun and Zhu'er, it was her son who was being beaten, and she felt... always uneasy and always wanted to find another way out for her son.
"yes!"
Jia Zhen agreed, but did not leave immediately. "As for Second Aunt, you..."
"That's fine with me."
A Buddhist shrine was built for her in the side room of Lixiangyuan, and she was required to eat vegetarian food from then on. It was really a good thing for her.
Grandmother Jia didn't care much about the things that happened later, such as the porridge and the dishes.
She eats different delicacies from all over the world every day, so how could she know what it’s like to eat vegetarian food every day?
Even if I eat vegetarian food occasionally, the vegetables and tofu are cooked in different ways using vegetable oil.
What’s more, people don’t know that in many poor areas, even if they cook, there is not even any oil.
But Jia Jing is suffering from all this.
He knows how hard life is.
Fortunately, with the help of the Jia family, Taixuan Temple was not short of oil. Although he had not yet been formally employed, he could occasionally go down the mountain or exchange silver for a chicken from a farmer.
In this world, living is often more difficult than dying.
Since Wang dared to harm people in the Jia family, she should suffer in the Jia family!
Anyway, don't think you can continue to live a good life by relying on Jia Zhu, Yuanchun and Baoyu.
She doesn’t deserve it! Jia Jing was quite satisfied with the way Jia She and Jia Lian distanced themselves from the Wang family in the court, otherwise, they wouldn’t have thought well.
He beat his own son, so why would he care about beating his brother and nephew? But the Wang family...don't even think about letting this go.
But there were some things that he didn't like his timid son and was not willing to let him do them.
Of course, he also had to be careful not to be caught.
It would be bad if some people thought that he was still remotely controlling the power of the Jia family through his son.
After a while, Shen Ning received the letter from her cheap husband and didn't speak for a long time.
Although she has wanted to beat Haodaer since she came here, Haodaer has been fine until now.
These twenty boards...
"The old lady agreed?"
"yes!"
Jia Zhen's eyes were red. "The old lady has always been very respectful to father."
So, he couldn't escape this beating.
"never mind……"
Shen Ning sighed, "Just fight!"
The eldest son is still young.
Good recovery ability.
"Please invite Shopkeeper Chen when the time comes!"
She won't feel at ease if I don't invite her.
"Just bear with it and it will pass."
"……Um!"
What can I do if I can’t bear it?
Jia Zhen was very sad.
If he had known he would be beaten, he would not have gone to the Taoist temple.
"Take a good rest today!"
Shen Ning was reluctant to see him like this, "Let Xing'er come over, I have something to ask him."
"Yes! My son is leaving!"
Jia Zhen went to find Youshi and his son and cried to them.
Especially my son.
Dad said that Rong Ge'er must learn from his lesson.
"Mrs!"
Xing'er watched their uncle leave pitifully, then hurried in to pay his respects.
"How is your master's health? How much work does he have to do in a day? How is his food?"
As a wife, it would be unreasonable not to ask any questions at all.
"The master is in good health."
When they kicked their uncle, they were still as swift as before, "Either carry two loads of water or two loads of manure every day!"
When the master was beaten, Xing'er went to inquire about their master's affairs.
"It is said that the master's work is not tiring!"
Carrying water and carrying manure can be seen by others.
"As for eating..."
Xing'er hesitated for a moment and said, "The food in Taixuan Temple is not bad now." Several Taoists seemed to be fatter than before. "But the master still exchanges chickens or rabbits with farmers or hunters every few days."
He didn't think he was wrong on this point! When Xing'er came up from the small village below, the first thing he cared about was eating.
He really couldn't live without meat anymore.
It's rare that their master, who lives in luxury, can endure for so long.
He clearly had money in his hand.
"His silver..."
Shen Ning grasped the key point, "Did you give it to me?"
“No, no, no!”
Xing'er didn't dare to recognize him.
Besides, how could he, a servant, give money to the master?
"It's the masters and young masters of the West Mansion."
Xing'er quickly sold people, "The two ladies also sent people to deliver a lot of things to the master. Especially Aunt Min, I heard from the Taoist priest inside that she gave a lot of silver."
Oh~ Jia Min! It's human nature!
Shen Ning didn't really want Jia Jing to live the life of an ascetic monk in the Taoist temple. "Do you think there are any bad people over there?" (End of this chapter)
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