The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 768 Hurry up and please

At the end of the sixth year of Longyuan, the whole Rongguo Mansion experienced first-hand what it means to be sad at the end of the year.

Because the finances were exhausted, Mrs. Wang and Jia Zhengyuan expected to use the old lady's money to pay for her own funeral, and to help the family make up for the shortfall with the rest.

Who knew that Mrs. Xing suddenly launched an attack and kept arguing about the inheritance. Mrs. Wang was forced to give in several times, but she still insisted on her nose and face, relying on the fact that she had a fatal opportunity in her hand.

As a result, during the new year, there was no money to be paid everywhere, even the monthly payment stopped, and the people below complained a lot. If they were not concerned about the funeral at home, they might have to follow the example of the past and drive away the third girl. stepped down.

These are enough to make people feel overwhelmed, but they bumped into the sudden death of the Supreme Emperor, and they were ordered to stop for seven to 49 days. Jia Zheng thought about it in private, although the old lady was noble, she did not dare to be equal to the Supreme Emperor, so Fourteen days have been shortened quietly, and the funeral is scheduled to be held on the 21st of the first lunar month.

Of course, it was said to be a funeral, but it was actually sent to Tiekan Temple for temporary parking in case Jia Zheng would help the spirit go south in the future.

It is not a taboo to do so, but the time left for the Jia family to gather money for the funeral has also been shortened a lot.

It was so stumbling until the twelfth day of the seventh year of Longyuan. Seeing that if the financial crisis was not resolved quickly, the old lady's coffin might not be able to be carried out, Madam Wang had to back down again, and gritted her teeth to promise the old lady's inheritance. The long room gets six, and the second room gets four.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Xing was still shaking her head like a rattle, insisting that the price of the main house would be more than the inheritance left by the old lady. Doing a loss-making business, not to mention what is the [-]% or [-]%?
In the end, a lion came and opened his mouth, saying that it was due to the affection of his family, and he wanted to split the bill!
How can Mrs. Wang accept this?

Last year, when the Grand Flower Hall was rebuilt to improve Feng Shui, the old lady took out a sum of money, so the remaining money was greatly reduced, and [-]% was just enough to finish the funeral.

If only [-]%...

Wouldn't the second room have to borrow debts to pay for the funeral? !

So they quarreled for a long time, and after two rounds, they broke up again.

After seeing off the arrogant Xing family, Mrs. Wang couldn't suppress her anger even after pouring two cups of tea, so she asked Caiyun: "Where is the master? Didn't you ask you to invite me a long time ago?!"

Caiyun timidly replied: "The master said, everything is up to the wife."

In fact, apart from the first two appearances of Jia Zheng, he has been using this excuse ever since.

After all, who doesn't know that Duke Cun Zhou is a high-minded person with good face, for the sake of face, he missed the promotion because of his illness; for the sake of face, although he suspected that he was wearing a cuckold, he never showed the slightest in front of Jiao Shun.

Now let him quarrel with his sister-in-law every day during the mourning period for mere money, Duke Cun Zhou absolutely refuses.

Mrs. Wang was very clear in her heart, and she had never counted on him, but she couldn't hold back her anger, and after hearing Cai Yun's retelling of the 'old-fashioned talk', she couldn't help shouting: "Hiding and hiding, it's all burning. He still only knows how to hide and idle! No, he needs to come up with a charter if he wants to say anything today!"

As he spoke, he angrily rushed to the Rongxi Hall in the front yard.

Unexpectedly, Jia Zheng was nowhere to be seen when he arrived at Rongxi Hall. After calling Jia Zhen to scan, he realized that Jia Yucun had come, and Jia Zheng and Jia Lian were receiving guests in the side hall.

After all, Mrs. Wang couldn't make a fuss in front of outsiders, so she had to kneel in the mourning hall to store up her anger, and was going to have a showdown with Jia Zheng when Jia Yucun was sent away—either Jia Zheng was in charge of settling the Xing family, or he would get money from other places Come on, this matter is not over until it is resolved.

After waiting like this for about two quarters of an hour, seeing Jia Zheng coming in from outside with a sullen face, Mrs. Wang was about to get up and call him to a secluded place to talk, when Jia Zheng took two steps forward and found that he was kneeling on the straw mat and chanting sutras. Jia Baoyu is a sweetheart!

There was no sign of this kick, and Baoyu, who was kicking straight, slammed into Jia Rong's arms like a green onion, the corners of his mouth slanted in pain and his eyes rolled up.

"Brother Bao!"

Jia Huan next to him exclaimed, and rushed forward as if to help Baoyu up, but actually tore off the hat from his head, revealing his mangy head of different lengths.

There was a commotion in the mourning hall, and everyone hurriedly stopped Jia Zheng.

Although she was completely disappointed with Baoyu and shifted her expectations to her grandson Jia Lan, this is her own flesh and blood anyway.

Seeing Baoyu stroking her chest so painful that she was breaking out in cold sweat, Mrs. Wang couldn't help feeling angry, pointing to Jia Zheng's nose and asking, "You old man, are you crazy? Why are you kicking him so well?! The old lady has a soul in the sky, knowing that you treat her heart and soul like this, how can you agree?!"

Jia Zheng snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, and said, "You and I will not be able to survive. Instead of being implicated by him, it's better for me to kill my relatives early!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly asked what happened.

Jia Zheng shook his head and sighed a few times, but he didn't confuse everyone. Instead, he pointed at Jia Lian and said, "Just ask Brother Lian."

As he spoke, he went to Jiamu's tablet and knelt down.

Seeing this, everyone surrounded Jia Lian again, and Jia Lian said helplessly with a bitter face: "Just now when Jia Yucun came, there were gossips spread after a few years, or saying that our mother is 'disturbing the lord', or arranging her harem to do politics. Misfortune—these things have already been spread outside, so we haven’t heard the news because our house is closed.”

After a pause, she smiled wryly and shook her head again: "Even our empress was the first one to go out of the palace to visit relatives, it has become an ironclad proof of her private use of the vend and her power."

Everyone was in an uproar after hearing this, Mrs. Wang said angrily: "Who is talking nonsense?! It is obvious that the palace put her first in order to let the eldest sister see the old lady for the last time, so why do you say it now? Is she a spoiled pet?!"

"Li'er is so reasonable, but they have to be reasonable."

Jia Lian spread his hands and said again: "It's not just the empress, even Baoyu was involved. He said that it was because of him that he caused His Majesty's stroke at the beginning. It is because the emperor's heart is so kind that he didn't go into it."

Speaking of this, he squinted at Jia Baoyu, who had just recovered from his strength: "Who would have thought that Baoyu would not only be ungrateful, but also intensify - dare to be dissatisfied with the hand-picked marriage, and openly call a man his dead wife to pay homage to him?" !"

Only then did everyone understand why Jia Zheng kicked Baoyu. To be honest, he was not wronged at all by this kick. He caught up with the emperor and had a stroke. It could be said that it was luck.

But in front of Baoyu, it was difficult for everyone to say it clearly, so they accused those who spread rumors and believed them, and discussed how to refute the rumors.

After discussing together for a long time, Mrs. Wang suddenly found that Tanchun, who had always had the most ideas and the most positive ideas, pulled Jia Lian and whispered a few words, but her face sank like water and said nothing, so she nodded in bewilderment: "Third girl, tell me what to do about this matter?"

Everyone looked at Tanchun together, with expectations in their eyes.

Although her reputation in the mansion has taken a turn for the worse recently, it is entirely because a clever woman cannot cook without rice, which is a non-war crime, and everyone still recognizes her talent.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Tanchun pursed the corners of his lips, but said, "Madam, can you take a step to speak?"

Mrs. Wang knew that she must have something important to do, and it was inconvenient to say it in front of others, otherwise, with her intelligence, she would definitely not directly ask for a private meeting in public.

So he nodded and said: "Then let's go to the side hall to talk."

Tanchun silently followed her and walked a few steps forward, then suddenly turned around and said to Baochai, "Second sister-in-law, you can come too."

Although she still calls her "Sister Bao" in private, as long as she is in front of Mrs. Wang, she will change her name to "Second Sister-in-law".

Xue Baochai didn't expect that she would order her own general, but after thinking about it for a long time, she also realized that this was a matter of life and death, so she didn't refuse, and silently followed the two to the side hall.

This side hall is the one used by Jia Zheng just now, and the maids were still cleaning when the three of them entered.

Mrs. Wang waved her hand to signal them to retreat, but Xue Baochai stopped them with her arms crossed, and begged for tea to be poured for Mrs. Wang and Tanchun.

Mrs. Wang sighed secretly when she saw this, Bao girl is still polite, she is really a good daughter-in-law that is hard to find even with a lantern, but Baoyu...

Hey~
She sighed secretly and put the matter behind her, and asked: "Third girl, can we talk about it now?"

Tanchun nodded solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "This time, I'm afraid that the empress offended someone, or blocked someone's good deed, otherwise, she would not have done such a cruel thing!"

"Ruthless?"

Mrs. Wang shuddered, and hurriedly asked: "This incident has a great impact on your sister and Baoyu?"

"It's more than a big impact!"

Tanchun gritted his silver teeth, and said word by word: "Listening to what Lian's second brother said, he came here to let the empress be buried with him!"

"Funeral?!"

Mrs. Wang didn't react for a moment, she said in amazement: "Who would let the daughter-in-law be buried with the father-in-law?"

Tanchun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I mean I will be buried with the emperor in the future, where do you want to go?"

Only then did Mrs. Wang suddenly realize that yes, although the Supreme Emperor is currently in funeral, judging from the rumored situation of the emperor, it is possible that the emperor will die right after the Supreme Emperor is buried.

At the moment, she was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, not to mention that Concubine Xiande was the biggest pillar of the Rongguo Mansion at the moment, and it was impossible for her to sit back and watch her daughter suffer a catastrophe just because of the bond between mother and child.

So he hurriedly grabbed Tanchun and asked, "What should I do?!"

After a pause, he said bitterly again: "Who on earth is so vicious? Do you want to kill your sister?!"

Tanchun shook his head slightly, and said helplessly: "Our family's news is too closed, what can my daughter say now that her eyes are darkened?"

After a pause, he said again: "Jia Yucun should have noticed this, otherwise the master wouldn't be so angry—but judging from the master's appearance, it's obvious that Jia Yucun didn't come up with any good solutions."

"Then what should we do? Can't we just watch your sister and Baoyu be buried with the emperor?!"

"Ma'am, don't be impatient."

Tanchun comforted Mrs. Wang, and then said: "For the current plan, I'm afraid I can only ask Brother Jiao for advice - he knows a lot about the situation in the palace, and usually..."

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Wang had already slapped the case: "Yes, yes, why did I forget him? Come on, come on! Hurry up and write a message to Uncle Jiao, so that he will do whatever he wants today. Come here!"

When the servants left to take orders, Tanchun turned his gaze to Xue Baochai who said nothing, and said seriously: "Sister-in-law, this is a major matter related to the life and death of our family. There can't be any more side effects."

After a pause, he just stood up and walked out: "You talk to the wife, I'll go to the eldest wife to discuss it first."

Mrs. Wang also got up subconsciously, watched her out of the side hall, and then turned her head to look at Xue Baochai, but for a moment she didn't know what to say to this nominal daughter-in-law.

But I heard Xue Baochai sigh slightly: "Madam, most of my dowry is shops and farms. It's too late even if I want to sell it now. How can I get 2 taels if I make up the money? If it's not enough, I'll buy it from my mother's house with the cheek. Borrow some, at least send the old lady away safely."

Only then did Mrs. Wang understand why Tanchun called her here, and she was moved for a while—in fact, she had always regarded the Xue family as the last existence, but because Baoyu's actions were too hateful, it was really difficult to open her mouth.

Now that catastrophe is imminent, Baochai can offer to take the dowry to help the family tide over the difficulties, how can she not be moved by it?
So he held Baochai's catkin in both hands, and after a while he choked up and said, "Good boy, good boy, Baoyu has betrayed you."

Not to mention the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

But that afternoon, more rumors about Concubine Xiande and Jia Baoyu, as well as discussions and criticisms among the market, poured into Rongguo Mansion.

Just like this, it was passed on from ten to ten, and soon everyone in the Rong Mansion knew that their mother was in serious trouble, and they also said that the mother and Bao Erye were buried with the emperor, and Rong Guo Mansion might also bury their siblings. For a moment, people were panicked and frightened.

Jia Lian, Jia Huan and others complained about Baoyu openly and secretly, hating him for causing disasters for their family and hurting themselves, and they also talked about Baoyu with psychic spirits, and they believed that Baoyu had lost the jade, so they encountered such a thing.

Jia Zhen and Jia Rong lied that something was going on at home, left Jia Qiang behind, and fled back to Ningguo Mansion.

Jia Zheng was sitting on his knees in the mourning hall, with a haggard face that was visible to the naked eye, and from the beginning to the end, there was a breath of lying down and being hammered. Anyone who saw him would know that he was useless and could not be counted on.

On the contrary, Jia Lan is quite responsible, and he wants to come up with a countermeasure in series, but firstly, it is difficult to support alone, and secondly, he is still young and has limited knowledge, so how can he come up with a solution in a hurry?

As for Jia Baoyu who was in the center of the storm...

He was fearful at first, but then he saw that everyone looked at him differently, and after listening to gossip, he jumped up and wanted to pull out the psychic jade and beat him.

In the end, when he was empty in his arms, he remembered that the psychic gem had been lost.

After a moment of silence, Baoyu suddenly made a gesture to hit the wall again, yelling something like "a good man should do things like a good man", but naturally he was stopped as expected, so he simply lay flat on the straw mat in a physical sense, fully proving that He realized that he was indeed Jia Zheng's own son.

From then on, none of the male members of the Jia family could be of much use, and the women all regarded Jiao Shun as the backbone, hoping that he would make a final decision and avoid this catastrophe.

(End of this chapter)