Chapter 95 Wastebasket
At Rongguo Mansion, Jia Zhu confirmed the letters lost by his father and uncle and felt deeply confused.
Uncle and father are like this, who is worthy of being targeted now? Or is their family just a by-product, and the other party's main target is the elder brother Zhen next door? But that's not right!
Brother Zhen doesn't even have his uncle's pretentiousness, so what can his study room have? "The other party...may have gone in the wrong direction."
What? Jia Zhu looked at his sister.
Yuanchun sighed softly in her heart, "Everything that has happened at home recently has the shadow of my aunt."
It was my aunt who took the lead in reorganizing the school, returning the treasury money, and reviving the family.
Even the idea of Lian Er going to Jiangnan to buy land for the school was suggested by his aunt.
Otherwise, with so many old and young people in their family... Yuanchun couldn't even imagine what the family would be like in twenty years.
Her eldest brother is willing to endure hardships and study, but he is indecisive and puts obedience first when it comes to his parents and elders. With his temper, he cannot support the family at all.
If it weren't for my aunt, my grandmother would not only enjoy wealth and luxury, but also have unrealistic fantasies about the woman in the palace. The family would have placed all its hopes on her, and within three years, the family would have been emptied.
"I'm going to the East Palace to visit my aunt, you stay at home..."
"I'm with you!"
Jia Zhu didn't want to be at home.
It was so obvious that his father and mother didn't want to go to the ancestral temple anymore.
His uncle has made up his mind. He can't afford to offend either side.
Jia Zhu felt that it would be better for him to hide outside.
"Father and mother have decided to vacate Rongxi Hall and move to Lixiangyuan."
Jia Zhu felt a little sad, but more of a relief. "My uncle and elder brother Zhen also agreed, but they didn't say anything else. I guess... there are other things."
As he spoke, his face became bitter again. "I want to ask my aunt first, and then I can persuade my father and mother when I come back."
Yuanchun: “…”
Fortunately, her eldest brother was not foolish enough to persuade his aunt.
She sighed in her heart, "Brother, have you ever thought about the separation of our second branch and uncle?"
What? Jia Zhu was shocked.
His complexion gradually turned pale.
The separation of the family means that they are now a branch of the Rongguo Mansion.
But that’s what Uncle and Big Sister Jane meant, right?
"You..., you also think we should split up?"
At this moment, Jia Zhu's expression was very complicated.
He felt that his sister had become resentful towards their parents during the years she had been in the palace.
Days in the Palace...
Jia Zhu couldn't imagine what kind of life she had lived in the palace, so much so that even his parents began to complain.
"We have to separate the family."
Yuanchun sighed deeply, "If you were the eldest uncle, would you not want to divide the family?"
"…But my grandmother is still alive, and she won't agree."
"So, you can't get out of the ancestral hall."
Yuanchun said calmly, "If your aunt wants you to support the separation of the family, would you talk to her in this manner?"
Jia Zhu: “…”
He felt anxious and confused.
His parents told him since he was young that the Rongguo Mansion depended on him to support it.
His uncle's attitude towards him and Lian Er also shows that he agrees with this point.
Now his sister told him that he had to leave.
"I don't know. I...I'll go find my uncle."
If the family business is to be divided, he would rather his uncle tell him.
The eldest uncle wanted the second branch of their family to separate from the Rongguo Mansion, and he...he agreed.
Jia Zhu vaguely felt that his sister might have guessed wrong.
If my uncle wanted to separate them from the Duke's Mansion, he would not have pointed out Lixiangyuan to my parents.
Yuanchun felt even sadder when she saw her elder brother hurriedly going to find her uncle.
Her eldest brother still hasn't realized that when something happens, the first person he looks for is not his father.
In fact, the one who loved them the most was not their father, but their uncle.
But whether it was her, her elder brother, or even Lian Er, they all subconsciously ignored him, and even believed what their grandmother said about their uncle being useless, and despised him for that.
They gave too much love to their father, but their father...
Yuanchun covered her face with her hands, then turned and went to the East Palace.
On this side, Jia She was asking his two concubines to help massage his legs. When he heard Jia Zhu coming again, he thought something important happened and hurriedly let him in.
"uncle!"
Seeing the figure flashing away, Jia Zhu's face turned slightly red.
He came in so hastily that he forgot about the situation on his uncle's side.
"Please sit down. My legs just hurt. Let them rub them for me."
When Jia She came in, he had already sat up and asked him with concern, "Did your father really lose something important?"
"No!"
Jia Zhu hurriedly shook his head, "Yes... yes, nephew has... something to ask uncle."
Jia She: “…”
He looked at his nephew and asked, "Do you think Lixiangyuan is not a good place?"
"no!"
Jia Zhu's eyes were red. "Uncle, nephew...nephew wants to ask you whether you want to separate the second house."
What? Jia She was shocked. "Why do you have such an idea?"
Although he had thought about it countless times.
But he had an old mother to take care of and several children to take care of. Although his second brother was hateful, he had never thought of separating from him at this time.
"Who said that?"
"No... no one said that. I just think that it might be better for you to separate the family."
After being sure that his uncle had no such intention, Jia Zhu felt relieved, but he couldn't help feeling guilty.
"What's better?"
Seeing his expression, Jia She couldn't help but laugh, and lay back on the couch, "You and Lian Er are brothers, and the good relationship between you two brothers is better than anything else."
Although he still had a seven-month-old baby, Jia Cong, it was still too early for him to grow up.
First of all, it is impossible for Lian Er to get close to him.
As for Zhu'er, although she has some ulterior motives since she was a child, she is generally an honest child.
"Your father and I..., let's just leave it at that!"
Although my second younger brother is a scholar, he has only learned how to be self-righteous as a scholar. He has no idea of the cleverness and twists and turns that a scholar should have.
For the sake of his old mother, he couldn't kick him out.
"Don't think too much. I came to the ancestral hall to make your parents remember this lesson. Think more about what you do in the future and don't take it for granted."
"……yes!"
Jia Zhu felt a little happier, "Thank you, uncle!"
Jia She waved his hand, "What are you thanking me for?" He made room for the couch, "You must be tired after running so far, right? Come and lie down and take a nap. We have to go to the ancestral hall to accompany your parents later."
Jia Zhu: “…”
He really climbed onto his uncle's couch like he did when he was a kid, "Then I'll take a rest for a while."
"Hmm~"
Jia She was very happy that his nephew was not shy with him. "Changfu, call two servants in to massage our legs."
"yes!"
Someone outside answered.
Soon two servants came in and started massaging their legs.
"My back and waist are really sore from all the sleep I've been getting these past few days!"
Jia She yawned, "Zhu'er, don't think too much while you are here with your uncle. Take a nap and relax."
"Um!"
Jia Zhu felt very comfortable when the servant kneaded his sore calves.
He hadn't slept like this for many days, and soon he fell asleep with snoring, just like Jia She, during the massage of appropriate strength.
…
At Taixuan Temple, Jia Jing had just had dinner after a busy day and wanted to take a break. When he saw Xing'er, he looked at him with disgust.
He is slowly adapting to life here.
Adapt to having no one to serve you, adapt to simple meals, adapt to being an ordinary Taoist who grows crops, grows vegetables, carries water, and even carries manure.
Although my days are busy, I can now fall into bed and fall asleep.
God knows, he hasn't had a good night's sleep since the prince's accident.
I suffer from insomnia day by day and my hair falls out in clumps.
He can fall asleep now, but that doesn't mean he doesn't miss the days of being served.
"What's up?"
Jia Jing's voice was cold.
"Master!" Xing'er was a little scared. The servants who had followed the master had all been beaten with a stick by the master. "This is the letter that the madam asked me to deliver to you."
A letter from my lady?
Jia Jing frowned.
Last time, she scolded him severely.
The last time she went home, she even took his Taoist robe.
When his daughter was one month old, everyone else had delicious noodles to eat, but he was only given a bowl of plain noodles.
Clearly trying to piss him off.
She let go of the past, and her life became better and better, but this only made him angry...
Jia Jing didn't want to answer the letter, but he was afraid of missing something important. "Is there anything going on in the mansion recently?"
"The eldest daughter of the West Mansion was taken back by our Madam and Master. Madam also asked the palace to find a marriage for her. The Emperor himself arranged the marriage for her to be the Marquis of Xinping."
What? Jia Jing was stunned.
By the time they learned at the Taoist temple that Yuanchun had entered the palace, it was already too late.
He hurried back to try to persuade her and spend money to bring her home, but his second brother humiliated him and stopped him, citing the family's future as an excuse.
The couple didn't have the face to persuade him anymore, just as they didn't have the face to say that he had secretly occupied Rong Xi Tang.
Of the Ning and Rong mansions, the Ningguo mansion was even more disliked by the retired emperor and the emperor because of him.
The Jia family now relies on the Rongguo Mansion.
Auntie liked the second brother Zheng, and the second brother She didn't say anything because of filial piety. What could he, a nephew from the next room, say? Therefore, he was less and less willing to go home.
But he didn't expect that he had already given up on that family, and now Xing'er came to tell him that Yuanchun had returned and was taken back by the lady.
"The Emperor gave our daughter a generous dowry on behalf of the old man because the Madam and the Master came to the palace to express their gratitude."
Xing'er saw their master's expression change slightly, and hurriedly said, "The dowry is more than the one given to the eldest girl, including a hundred taels of gold and a hundred jars of imperial wine."
A hundred jars of imperial wine?
The corners of Jia Jing's mouth trembled and he felt great pain in his heart.
The emperor emeritus is indeed becoming more and more skilled in manipulating people's hearts.
He once wanted to be loyal to the emperor all his life, just like his father.
But what is the result?
His father died because he was still worried about him and his family.
The retired emperor knew this very well, but he just wouldn't let him and his uncle leave in peace.
Now that my father and uncle have been gone for a few years, he has come to show his kindness again.
Those fools at home don’t even know how to be grateful, but now they have to say “The emperor’s grace is so great” to everyone they meet.
Jia Jing exhaled lightly, trying hard not to show any other expression on his face.
After leaving the court, he gradually understood that for a family that could pass on its inheritance in an orderly manner, the court could only be a means and could never be the foundation for survival.
Unfortunately, he realized it too late. Those people at home...
Jia Jing knew very well what kind of people were in his family. He only hoped that the royal family would take their stupidity into consideration and consider that the four ancestors of the Jia family, over two generations, had fought for their country and their king. Even if they made mistakes, they would be lifted up high and let go gently.
"So, you are here to announce the good news?"
Jia Jing's voice was cold.
Today is the fifteenth.
My daughter is one month old on the eighth day of May, and the ninth day should be the day when my wife and son go to the palace to express their gratitude.
The emperor's reward and marriage should have also been granted on that day.
That is, they forgot about him for several days.
Although he had already made up his mind to be an outsider from now on, Jia Jing still felt sad and heartbroken when he was really forgotten by his wife and son...
"……master!"
Xing'er also realized his mistake and knelt down hurriedly and said, "On the day of the girl's full moon, the old lady of the West Mansion and the second master and second wife forced our wife to help the eldest girl walk, and there was a big commotion.
The madam was so angry that she even blamed our uncle and punished him to go to the ancestral hall together with the two masters of the West Mansion, Uncle Zhu and the second madam.
Later, he thanked her for the favor and brought back the eldest daughter of the West Mansion. When the Second Master and his men found out, they almost started a commotion again. Although they were suppressed at the time, the palace servants who followed Eunuch Dai Quan to convey the imperial decree tried to sow discord, saying it was a pity because Concubine Zhen was going to recommend the eldest daughter to the Emperor so that she could have a good family background or something..."
Xing'er didn't know much about the quarrel between his masters, so he could only tell Jia Jing what he knew.
Anyway, the implication is that the lady is angry, the master and his men have been locked up in the ancestral hall, the brother goes to school every day, and they, the servants, are still investigating the murderer, which is why the announcement of the good news has been delayed until now.
Now that the madam has recovered, she has written to me right away.
As Jia Jing listened, his expression gradually relaxed.
My aunt is a protective person. Although my second brother Zheng is quite old, he is still doted on.
It was not easy for Madam to suppress her aunt and get so many people from the West Mansion into the ancestral hall.
Especially when he heard that his house had been robbed today, Jia Jing snatched the letter from Xing'er's hand.
But he was prepared to be scolded and complained about, but when he opened the letter, there was not a single word in it, only two small handprints and two small feet.
This...? Looking at the small handprints and small feet, Jia Jing seemed to understand something, and his throat rolled, and he suppressed his thousands of emotions.
"Madam only gave this to you?"
"yes!"
Xing'er took a peek and quickly lowered his head again, "Madam asked me to deliver a letter, so I didn't dare delay and rode all the way here at full speed."
There is absolutely no chance that the luggage could be swapped on the way.
"Okay, get up!"
Jia Jing put the letter away and said, "It's getting late. Go back quickly and tell my wife that I have received the letter. Thank you very much!"
"……yes!"
Xing'er repeated his master's words again before turning around and leaving.
Listening to the sound of horse hooves gradually fading away, Jia Jing leisurely returned to his room.
The lady was telling him that someone had stolen the family's letters and he should be careful.
He has been paying attention to it since that incident.
His room was clean and tidy, and no matter who it was, it would be impossible for anyone to find anything.
Jia Jing opened the letter, looked at his daughter's little hands and feet again, and as if inadvertently threw the letter and the envelope into the trash can.
The evening class in Guanli has already begun.
He hurried over to do his evening lessons.
The night passed without incident.
Early in the morning, Jia Jing rushed to do his morning lessons again. When he returned to his room at noon, the things he had thrown into the paper basket were long gone.
(End of this chapter)
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