Chapter 190 Provocation
At Rongguo Mansion, Grandmother Jia was happy that her nephew Shi Ding was conferred the title of Marquis Zhongjing, but at the same time she was worried about her granddaughter Lan Zhi who was about to return to Beijing.
When Lanzhi returns to Beijing, she will definitely come to find Er'er. By then...
The old lady didn’t know whether she, who had killed a Tatar before, would be so murderous that she would just kill him with a sword.
She was panicked and scared! At this time, Jia's mother was only worried about her second son's life, and she didn't mind the fight...
If you get beaten, as long as you're still alive, you can at least recover slowly.
But if you are killed, you will really be dead!
"Min'er, what do you think we should do with your second brother?"
Grandmother Jia asked her daughter worriedly.
“…”
Jia Min sighed softly in her heart, "Let's just do what we have to do!"
"Why do you say that?" Grandmother Jia felt uncomfortable. "He is your second brother!"
"What about the eldest sister?"
Jia Min asked, "She asked her second brother to look after her nephews before she died. But when he wrote back, did he ever think about how her eldest sister felt? Her eldest sister passed away, her eldest brother-in-law passed away, and her two nephews passed away one after another. Have you ever thought about how Lanzhi lived during those days?"
All sisters.
How could the second brother be good to her if he treated her like that? Especially when she was at home, she had a bad relationship with her second sister-in-law.
Even if the mother takes care of her child because of her, but looking at Baoyu now, you will know how much of this so-called care is.
Especially as the mother is getting older and her energy cannot keep up, the child will suffer a lot as he grows up.
Looking at Baoyu now, Jia Min can imagine what kind of life her child will live.
This was after my second brother moved out of Rong Xi Tang and could no longer manage the household.
If he were a butler...
"Don't say anything more about the dead giving way to the living."
Jia Min didn't like to hear this. "Lan Zhi can crawl out from the pile of dead bodies, so we have to give way to her. Even if my father were still alive, he would give way to her."
If my father were still alive, I wouldn’t even need Lan Zhi to come. I would be able to kill my second brother myself.
“…You guys are trying to dig out my heart!”
Lady Jia's tears fell.
"Mother……!"
Facing her mother's tears, Jia Min had no choice but to say: "If you really want to do good for your second brother and don't want him to die, then you should be twice as good to Lan Zhi. No matter what she says or does, don't object."
Grandmother Jia: “…”
She understood what her daughter meant.
Lanzhi still had to call her grandmother. She showed enough love for her, perhaps because she didn't want her to suffer the pain of losing a child at such an old age.
But is this really possible? "Brother and Lian'er fell out with the Wang family in the court, and they have already shown the attitude of the Jia family."
Jia Min said, "I think Lan Zhi has heard about this. She is fighting in Ningxia, and both the East Palace and this side have tried their best to send her things. We are all trying to make it up to her, although it's late, but we are trying."
The eldest sister-in-law from Dongfu set a good example. Everyone in the family, even the children, helped to sew knee pads and vests for them.
One should not give the monk any face, but the Buddha's. As long as Lan Zhi has a soft heart, she cannot kill her second brother.
"It's not easy for Lan Zhi to get to where she is now. I don't think she will easily let herself be accused of murdering her own relatives."
The second brother is her second uncle.
She doesn't know how many impeachments she will receive in the officialdom.
Jia Min sighed, "But if you force her... after killing so many Tatars, if her murderous intentions have not subsided, she might really force you to do it."
This? Very likely.
Grandmother Jia sighed and wiped away her tears, "Forget it, it is indeed my Jia family that has let her down."
The old lady said this, and in her heart she was prepared to do as her daughter said. However, she was also prepared to immediately push out the culprit, Wang, if things really didn't work.
At this time, in Lixiang Courtyard, Jia Zheng also heard the news outside from the servant.
Lan Zhi was actually on the first list of people to receive awards from the Ministry of War.
What should he do? Jia Zheng was wandering around the room like a headless fly.
What to do? Can he escape?
"……master!"
Seeing him like this, Aunt Zhou was happy in her heart, but also panicked on her face. "My cousin is an official, and she will have to take turns to go. Do you want to pack up some things and tell the old lady that you are going back to your hometown in Jinling to visit the graves of your ancestors and take a look at the sacrificial fields over there?"
Back home, my brother wrote to me last time saying that the sacrificial fields and houses around the ancestral tombs were in very bad condition.
My two nephews are growing up, and it’s not a big deal for our family to keep running those shops.
If she could follow Jia Zheng back to his hometown, given Jia Zheng's status, the job of nephew would not be a problem.
Not only that, once she leaves Beijing, she has a wider scope of operations.
In Beijing, many people die from colds every winter.
Why can't Jia Zheng get sick after finishing his nephew's job? He was already in poor health, so it's normal for him to get sick and then die.
He is gone, and the lady...
The old lady felt sorry for her son, but she didn't feel sorry for the person who harmed her son.
Didn't the cousin want revenge? By then, the old lady would probably hope that the cousin would get rid of Wang.
Now that the master and the mistress are both gone, she, as a childless aunt, may have to stay in her hometown and be taken care of by her nephews and grandchildren.
"After the New Year, everyone who should leave will have left, and we will come back."
“…Yes, yes, yes!”
Jia Zheng was desperate and tried every possible means to find a cure. "I will go find my mother right away. You should pack your things and come back with me to my hometown in Jinling."
When it comes to serving people, Aunt Zhou is the best.
It's been a tiring journey, so it would be best to bring Aunt Zhou along.
Jia Zheng left in a hurry.
Aunt Zhou happily went to pack his things for him.
Actually, there is nothing to clean up.
It's cold, so just take one set of sweaters with you, another set, and a few sets of clothes for changing, and for the rest, just bring some silver.
As for the master's private room...
We have to wait for him to come back and persuade him to bring some.
Without Jia Zheng's consent, Aunt Zhou would not bring him along, as this would give others something to gossip about.
She was very quick and got everything done. Jia Zheng hadn't come back yet, so after thinking for a while, she simply opened the door of the small Buddhist hall and walked in anxiously.
"Madam, Madam, something's wrong."
Wang: “…”
Since he didn't come in when the meal was delivered, Mrs. Wang suspected that something bad was going on.
"My eldest aunt's daughter, the cousin named Lanzhi, is also on the list of those being rewarded by the Ministry of War this time. She will be returning to Beijing soon."
Aunt Zhou saw Madam Wang's face change color, and she was pleased. "We agreed that when she returns to Beijing, no matter what she does to the master, the master will have to bear it. The master is scared and asked me to pack my things and he will go back to Nanjing immediately."
Wang: “…”
She couldn't knock the wooden fish anymore.
Her heart was beating wildly.
The old lady was reluctant to hand over the master, but she was definitely willing to hand over her! What should she do? Looking at the door of the Buddhist temple that was so close, Wang wanted to stand up immediately and beg the old lady to let her go with her, thinking that Yuanchun was the marquis's wife and Zhu'er would take the exam next year. However, after sitting for a long time, her legs were not very obedient, and she couldn't stand up immediately.
"By the way, you may not know yet, the eldest master of the Wang family has been appointed the General of Zhennan by the Emperor."
Aunt Zhou hoped that she could make some noise.
The more trouble Wang made, the more this family felt that she could not be accommodated.
"It's amazing."
Aunt Zhou said, "When he returns to the capital, he may even have a title."
Title?
Wang, who was moving her legs slowly, looked over when she heard this.
"Oh, I forgot. You are out of touch here. Do you know the third master of the Shi family, Shi Ding? He has made great contributions in the border town and has been named Marquis Zhongjing. He is also going back to the capital."
Wang: “…”
Marquis Zhongjing?
Doesn’t the historian already have a Bowling Marquis?
how……
At this time, Wang was very sad that the marquis was not from the Wang family.
If this marquis could be from the Wang family, would the Jia family dare to lock her up in the small Buddhist temple like this? "Look at me, why am I telling you this?"
Aunt Zhou seemed to remember something, "I still have some things to pack, please sit down, I'll leave first."
When Mrs. Wang's legs finally moved, she quickly went out, slammed the door shut, and locked it again.
Wang: “…”
She struggled to get up, walked to the door, looked through the crack at Aunt Zhou who was walking away, and stamped her feet in anger.
Trampling on someone's hoof, you slutty vixen, you did it on purpose.
"Someone, someone, come!"
Wang knocked on the door, "Someone, someone, come!"
When she first entered the small Buddhist temple, she often knocked on the door like this.
At first some people paid attention to me, but later on no one paid any attention to me anymore.
Because it's no big deal.
If they really had to deal with it, the servants would be the ones who would suffer in the end.
Especially after the master got better, he and the mistress became enemies.
Haven’t you seen that grandma always wants to stay in the old lady’s room all day long?
So when Wang knocked on the door, no one answered.
The maids and servants in Lixiangyuan seemed to be very busy at this moment, and were doing things quietly.
Aunt Zhou, who had given herself another pair of sheepskin boots, seemed not to have heard it either.
It was Jia Zheng who had just returned who heard it.
He begged the old lady, but she was no longer the same old lady as before. When it came to his life and death, she refused to give in. She even asked someone to call his eldest brother to seal the gate of Lixiangyuan.
Jia Zheng is going crazy.
He can't leave now even if he wants to.
If I had known...
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he heard Wang knocking at the door. Jia Zheng's anger suddenly found a way to vent, "Someone come!"
He shouted, and Aunt Zhou ran out in a hurry, "Master~"
"Open the door!"
Seeing Jia Zheng's face change color, Aunt Zhou took a step back as if in fear, and covered the purse containing the key to the small Buddhist hall with her sleeves.
Her action seemed unobvious, but Jia Zheng, who knew her well, understood it at once. He stepped forward, snatched the purse, took out the key and went to open the door.
But when Wang heard that his tone was not right, she knew something was wrong and hurried to hide in the inner room.
But it's too late.
Aunt Zhou watched Jia Zheng open the door, and then heard a "bang" of kicking the door, followed by Wang's wailing.
Huh~ Aunt Zhou hurriedly took a few steps, ostensibly to stop the fight, but actually to watch the fun.
Her own child is gone.
Countless times, she also thought that Wang’s child was gone.
But it's really killing the child...
Aunt Zhou couldn't completely harden her heart.
Now there is a good opportunity to avenge her child without having to do anything to the child, so of course the latter is better.
"Master, Master, you can't do this. There is a Bodhisattva living in this house."
Aunt Zhou tried to kick the door several times but failed to open it. Jia Zheng said, "The Bodhisattva will blame us."
"The Bodhisattva has long been blaming me, Wang, you vicious woman, can you hide for a while or forever? Come out now."
When Jia She came over, he heard his brother gasping for breath.
He was speechless.
He raised his hand to the four servants and said, "From today on, you will take turns guarding the gate. Do not allow the Second Master to go out."
"yes!"
The four servants responded loudly.
"Second brother, second sister-in-law, you should calm down. Even if you don't want to save your own face, you should at least consider the children's face."
Jia She said this loudly, patted his butt, turned around and left.
He has recently become fascinated with seal carving and wants to study many characters and write many different types of characters.
But I don't have time to listen to their nonsense here.
There are so many things to learn about seal carving.
Just practicing on wood, he saw blood many times.
However, it was not without gain.
A few days ago, he carved a small seal for Yun Mo Zhai and sold it for two taels of silver.
Although the material itself was worth two taels, it would not have sold so quickly without his engraving.
Jia She is now at the stage where he works for others for free, and if the material is damaged during carving, he will have to pay for it.
He was only focused on saving money for the future.
Anyway, when the servant helped to take the job, he didn't tell the other party who he was.
Since no one knew about it, Jia She didn't feel embarrassed.
"Master, take a break. Look at your hands..."
Xing had no idea how the master could be so obsessed with seal carving.
There were more than a dozen cuts on his hands caused by the carving knife.
There are always new wounds before the old ones heal.
It doesn’t make money...
Xing calmly glanced at the several pieces of damaged carving materials in another box, suspecting that not only did she not make any money, but she even lost some money.
"It's okay, it will heal in a few days."
Jia She moved his butt to block his waste, "When I become a master of bronze and stone carving, I will carve one for you that can be passed down from generation to generation."
Xing: “…”
What could she say?
Anyway, these materials look cheap at first glance.
No matter how much you play, you can't play much.
I don’t know how much I have saved compared to before the separation.
"When the time comes, you can get a few more for the second girl."
Yingchun is still young now. If the master practices for a few more years, even if he cannot become a master of bronze and stone carving, the things he carves will surely be round and neat.
Xing was looking forward to that day and said, "Oh, by the way, when she is fifteen and reaches the age of marriage, you can find some good material and carve a nice jade pendant for her."
Those who play with metal and stone can carve words, and of course they can also carve patterns and so on.
"Come on, come on, come on. I'm busy now, so I won't keep you here."
If she continued to watch, she would start counting the silver he had for scraps.
Jia She wanted to save face, so he immediately drove the man away.
"Over at Lixiangyuan, the second son and his wife are quarreling again. You are the sister-in-law, go and mediate!"
Let’s go and see what’s going on over there!
"Ah? Why are you arguing again?"
Xing's voice was filled with excitement, "This second brother is really something. I'll go check it out right now."
She left in a hurry, and Jia She breathed a sigh of relief. He was finally able to calm down and get busy with his own things.
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