Chapter 77: The righteous have many supporters
In Yangzhou City, Jia Min sent several groups of people to inquire about the progress in front of Li's mansion.
There's nothing I can do. My nephew has never done anything outstanding since he was a child, but he has done countless mischievous things.
Although she became more mature and able to manage the household later, that was after she got married. Jia Min was afraid that the letters from home would flatter her nephew.
But after so many years, there is only one person from the mother's family who came. As an aunt, I have to keep a closer eye on her.
"Madam, the young master had a great conversation with the heads of the Lu, Zhang, and Gu families. They also arranged to drink and watch opera together. The two brothers of the Li family were also there, trying to keep them company despite the blood marks on their foreheads."
"Madam, Li Haizhong's two children have been kidnapped."
"Madam, those two kids were only about ten years old, but their buttocks were broken after just a few blows. They cried so miserably that many people at the scene couldn't bear it."
The servant who said this seemed a little reluctant. He seemed to want to wait for their wife to give the young master a word and have him be beaten less severely.
After all, many adults can hardly endure forty lashes.
However, he didn't expect that Jia Min behind the gauze curtain just frowned slightly and waved her hand to let him go down and investigate.
Why should she feel sorry for Mr. Li?
If they really succeed, the Jia family's roof will not only collapse by half, but by one third.
They resorted to such vile means at the critical moment when my sister-in-law was about to give birth, clearly intending to kill both her and her brother.
It was her servants who sympathized with the man surnamed Li...
Jia Min remembered the man and decided to let him go back to the farm to farm.
In this mansion, she doesn't need people who are soft-hearted towards outsiders, only people who are loyal to their family.
"Mrs!"
Another servant rushed into the mansion, "Second Master kicked over the person who was beating the stick. It turned out that the two children of the Li family had blood-soaked cotton bags tied to their buttocks."
That bag not only helps them to play the victim, but also protects their butts.
Jia Lian pulled out a cotton bag that was just the right size to cover their buttocks and was like a diaper, and threw it directly at Li Haimu and Li Haixing's faces, "Why are you two pretending to obey me but actually disobeying me?"
"this?"
Before Li Haimu could say anything, the housekeeper rushed over and knelt on the ground. "Master Jia, everything... everything was my fault. I was once favored by the Third Master, his grandson. How could I bear to do this?"
As he spoke, he looked up at Jia Lian, then kowtowed several times, until his head was broken, and then he said: "Our Seventh Master was confused, but he also received the punishment he deserved. I beg Master Jia to spare them for the sake of our two young masters!"
"Please, Master Jia, spare them!"
The Li family had to come out to watch the men and women being punished with the board, and they all knelt down crying and wailing.
Jia Lian was so angry that he laughed, "Let them go?" He walked up to Li Haimu holding a fan, "I would like to let them go, but Master Li, what hatred do my family have with yours? Why did you use 100,000 taels of silver to buy someone's life when my aunt was about to give birth, and frame my Jia family?"
"Master, calm down! Master, calm down!!"
Li Haimu originally wanted to play the victim and take advantage of the situation to suppress the man, but he didn't expect this man to be so smart, "I'll ask them to increase their sentence right away."
“No need.”
Jia Lian suddenly made a stop gesture, turned to the people who came to watch the excitement, and said with a cupped hand: "Everyone, it's not that I, Jia, want to make things difficult for the Li family, it's just that they rely on their wealth to bully people too much!"
His voice was clear, and although he was quite tanned, his every move showed the demeanor of a nobleman. "Is forty strokes of the cane a lot? A lot. Jia doesn't deny that it can kill people. But everyone should know that their father, Li Haizhong, has already used 100,000 taels of silver to kill seven people.
The seven people who died also had parents, brothers, wives and children. How innocent were they?
What I want from these forty strokes of the cane is an attitude. If they really beat him hard, Jia will naturally call for a halt. But everyone has seen that the Li family is deliberately shielding him."
Jia Lian turned his head sharply and looked at Li Haimu, "Master Li, you are the head of the Li family. I can understand that you are reluctant to part with your descendants of the Li family, but you also have to understand me, the second master."
At this time, he did not say that he was Jia, "Your brother harmed my brother. If you don't give me an explanation for what happened today, you are forcing my Jia family to become enemies with your Li family."
"...I dare not! Second Master, calm down!"
Li Haimu was about to cry.
This young man is not easy to deal with! If the Li family really wants to admit their grudge, they can only retreat to the sea.
By then, the Jia family won't have to take any action at all, because there will be plenty of people who want to use them to show goodwill to the Jia family.
When the wall falls, everyone pushes it down in a moment.
"Someone come!" Li Haimu said to his servants with great pain, "Hold this old man down, and beat him to death."
This old fellow was referring to the butler who had just kowtowed and bled.
The housekeeper was stunned and was about to say something, but Li Haixing gave him a look and the servant who rushed over quickly stuffed the blood bag on the ground into his mouth.
It was boring for the Li family's servants to beat the young master, but it was different when they beat him.
The boards hit him with a thud every time. The old housekeeper's eyes widened and his mouth whimpered, but he couldn't utter a word of pain.
After being hit with a dozen boards, the blood on his buttocks began to seep out.
However, it soon became wet and started dripping down.
At this moment, anyone could see that he would not survive.
"Second Master, look..."
Li Haimu pleaded, "Is it okay for me to do this?"
"How to deal with it? Isn't that your Li family's business?"
Jia Lian said in a cold voice, "You said you would give me an explanation, but your so-called explanation was a lie." He said with a pah sound, "I am too lazy to see how your nephew is dealt with, but..."
His fan touched Li Haimu's bloodstained forehead again, "As the head of the Li family, you failed to discipline your clan members, which is a sin."
Pah~ Jia Lian hit him on the forehead with his fan again, "Are you convinced?"
"Clothes!"
Li Haimu's eyes went dark, but he had to answer immediately, "I accept!"
"Since you have accepted, I don't want the forty strokes of the cane. However, you brothers should take twenty strokes each on behalf of their brothers!"
This? Li Haimu's lips trembled.
"Why? Don't want to? Or do you think it's too much?"
The smile flashing in Jia Lian's peach blossom eyes was, to Li Haimu at that moment, a sinister malice.
But he didn't dare to say he didn't want to, nor did he dare to say it was too much. Just as he was about to nod his head in agreement, several older teenagers of the Li family kowtowed and said, "Please forgive us, Master Lian. We brothers are willing to take the punishment for our father."
"oh?"
Jia Lian's eyes seemed to flash with pity, "... It's rare that you still have such filial piety. But who can blame me for being born soft-hearted? How about this, all the little brothers of your Li family who are over eight years old will be beaten with ten boards each, and after that..., this matter will be over."
"...Thank you, Master!"
Ten strokes of the cane per person may seem like a small number, but since the four brothers came out, they were supposed to share these ten strokes of the cane.
But the brothers who haven't come out yet will also be beaten with ten boards.
Even if I don’t admit it now... I have no choice but to admit it.
"Master Li," Jia Lian looked at Li Haimu, "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to let go again?"
“I don’t dare!”
How could Li Haimu not settle accounts if he has come this far?
But at this moment he could only hold back his heartache and ordered again: "Tie up the young masters... and beat them!"
With so many people watching here, I really can’t fake these ten punishments.
The sounds of spanking and crying came one after another, and everyone outside the venue was counting for Jia Lian.
When the servant reported to Jia Min again, she couldn't help but slap the table with joy.
He is indeed worthy of being her good nephew.
No wonder she can manage the household for her mother.
"I told you earlier, but you still don't believe it!"
Lin Ruhai, who came back, teased Jia Min, "The children have grown up, you can't look down on them anymore."
"How can I underestimate you?"
Jia Min's eyes sparkled. "Isn't it possible for me to see it with my own eyes? Why don't you want someone to tell me about it?"
"Haha, how dare I!"
Lin Ruhai was amused by his wife's sidelong glance, "Come on, come on, Lian'er will be back soon, let's celebrate for him."
They were here preparing to celebrate Jia Lian's success, but they didn't know that the Seventh Master of the Li family, who everyone thought was away, was in a nearby pleasure boat. When he heard the servants talking about the tragic situation at home, he gritted his teeth several times in the direction of the Lin Mansion.
Under normal circumstances, he would have taught the Lin family a lesson, but now, in order to prevent others from immediately associating it with the Li family's revenge, he swallowed his anger.
"Keep an eye on the Lin family."
His voice was low, "Keep an eye on Jia Lian."
Just because they can’t take action now doesn’t mean the storm has passed and they can’t take action yet.
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
"Doesn't Mr. Lu want to make friends with Jia Lian?" He said sinisterly, "Let's give him a lesson first. Go and set him on fire. Oh, and those who are watching the fun, pick a few easy targets and beat them up."
…
Capital city, Ningguo Mansion.
Since being scolded by his mother again, Jia Zhen has become much more obedient.
However, he always felt that his mother and Uncle Lin had some secret, otherwise why would she ask him to write that the experiment was successful and report it immediately in the end?
Unfortunately, my mother is very tight-lipped and I couldn’t get anything out of her.
"Mother, many relatives and friends have asked about my sister's full moon banquet."
Holding up his already fair and tender sister, Jia Zhen asked Shen Ning for advice, "We didn't hold a third-day bath, and if we don't hold one for the full moon, we'll be too sorry for our little Yueyue."
My sister’s name has been chosen: Jia Yue.
Originally, his father was not at home, so the final name should have been decided by him. However, because he sent a letter to Lian Er, his mother got angry and took back his right to name the child. With so many names to choose from, she drew lots herself and picked Yue twice in a row.
Now my sister is called Jia Yue, and her nickname is Yueyue.
Jia Zhen felt so sorry.
"Go ahead, I didn't say I wouldn't do it."
Tomorrow is May.
She felt like she was getting moldy from sitting so much during the confinement period.
"You and Yushi, get ready!"
Fortunately, he has a reliable wife at home, otherwise Shen Ning feels that she would be exhausted to death.
"By the way, have you written to your father?"
Although Jia Jing did not come back, he had to be informed when his daughter gave birth.
"I have been to the letter."
I had sent a servant to report the news long ago, but the servant came back and said that my father just replied indifferently with "I know" and didn't say anything else.
Jia Zhen didn't say anything because he was afraid that his mother would be sad.
"That'll do."
Shen Ning carried little Yueyue back and said with a smile, "When our Yueyue is one month old, ask the noodle shop down the mountain to send him a bowl of plain longevity noodles."
Jia Zhen: “…”
He knows how to give longevity noodles, but plain longevity noodles...
I always feel that his mother wants his father to be unhappy while eating.
At this time, his mother was easily irritated, Jia Zhen did not dare to offend her, and nodded quickly, "Yes!"
He didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly asked someone to carry him away.
Shen Ning didn't care about the older son. Little Yueyue was growing up better and better. She looked sweet and often smiled in her sleep.
She had no idea how such a cheerful child could be hurt to such an extent that she would become so cold-hearted.
She held her little daughter in her arms, her eyes full of love.
"Grandma, Grandma!"
Jia Rong, who was finishing school, ran over here the most frequently, "I'll hold my aunt."
This aunt, who originally made him very worried about not being able to get married, is becoming more beautiful every day.
Jia Rong missed her very much after not seeing her for even one day.
"What are you hugging? Have you finished writing? Have you finished memorizing the book?"
"Grandma, let me hold you for a while before I go back to writing!"
Jia Rong came to the bed and said, "Look, auntie heard my voice and is looking at me. Little auntie, here I come! You know me, right? I am your eldest nephew."
He stretched out his fingers and asked his aunt to hold them. "Ah, I'm getting stronger again. Grandma, look, she's holding on so tightly."
"Well, our Yueyue is amazing!"
Shen Ning proudly tapped her daughter's nose, "Did you know that your eldest nephew is back? Do you want him to recite to you again? Oh, yes!"
Jia Rong: “…”
He watched his grandmother talking to herself, and decided that he had to recite the book again. He could only smile with his big teeth bared, "Aunt, we learned Mencius today. Mencius said: The weather is not as good as the location, and the location is not as good as the people. A city of three miles, a city of seven miles, surrounded... surrounded and attacked, but cannot be defeated. If you surround and attack, you must have the weather; but..."
He hasn't remembered what came after that.
"But we failed to win because the weather was not as good as the terrain." Shen Ning continued, "The city walls were not low, the moats were not low, the weapons were not weak, the rice was not scarce; but we gave in and left because the terrain was not as good as the people."
“Yes, yes!”
Jia Rong looked at his grandmother with admiration, "Grandma, do you still remember it?"
“…Of course!”
Shen Ning has the memories of her original body, and has memorized the Four Books and Five Classics. "You think that the right time is not as important as the right place, and the right place is not as important as the right people. Apart from attacking cities and seizing land, where else can this saying be applied?"
"…used in…"
Jia Rong thought for a moment, "Use it in every aspect of our lives, right?"
"Give me an example."
"It's just like the incident when Xing'er reported the incident to the police in public."
Jia Rong had not only heard Xing'er play the flute himself, but had also heard many other people in his family play it.
He said, "At that time, the Chen and Wang families were beaten badly. The people of Fulong Street felt that our family was overbearing. But Xing'er reported to the police in the street and told them about the viciousness of the Chen and Wang families, the pity of Sister Yan, and the grievances of the Jia family. Then they all felt that our family was right to beat them well."
"That's it."
Shen Ning smiled, "We can't just memorize the things in the book, we have to understand it and use it. That's why the second half of this section says: The people of a country are not bound by borders, a country is not secured by the dangers of mountains and rivers, and the world is not intimidated by the power of weapons. Those who are righteous have many supporters, while those who are unrighteous have few supporters. When there are few supporters, even relatives will betray them; when there are many supporters, the whole world will obey them. Use what the whole world obeys to attack what your relatives betray; therefore, a gentleman will win even if he does not fight.
Do you understand? "
“…I understand.”
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