serious man in the red chamber

Chapter 440 Trading
There was another scene in Jia Mu's house, with people everywhere.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Wang received an oral message from Jia Yuanchun. She didn't like the old lady's niece too much. In her eyes, Shi Xiangyun's character was as naughty as a boy, too noisy, and lacked Due to her upbringing, she was not the daughter-in-law she had in mind.

But she couldn't go against Jia Yuanchun's oral instructions. In addition, Jia Yuanchun was right. This was a marriage that was beneficial in three ways. It was beneficial to the little emperor, Jia Zheng and Jia Baoyu, and could bring them great help.

After figuring this out, Shi Xiangyun's problem was no longer a problem. Mrs. Wang cleaned up and rushed to Mother Jia's house.

Naturally, Mother Jia was very supportive of this marriage and directly ordered people to invite Mrs. Zhang, the Marquis of Baoling, and Mrs. Zhu, the Marquis of Zhongjing.

So everyone met and talked about the ceremony. Zhang and Zhu were very satisfied with the marriage, and Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang were even happier.

Just like that, the marriage between Jia Baoyu and Shi Xiangyun was finally decided. The next step was to write a letter to Baoling Hou Shi Nai and Zhongjing Hou Shi Ding, and then wait for the marriage to be granted by the palace.

Jia's mother was so happy that she forgot her past unhappiness. She quickly ordered Wang Xifeng to prepare a banquet, while talking about housework with Zhang and Zhu.

While they were talking, Wang Xifeng walked in anxiously. When he crossed the threshold, he staggered. He quickly held on to the wooden frame and then stood firm. After regaining his breath, he walked towards Jia Mu with difficulty.

Jia Mu had already seen it and frowned.

Wang Xifeng walked up to Jia Mu and knelt down.

Jia Mu's eyes flashed: "What's the matter, so panicked?"

Wang Xifeng lay down and said, "Old lady, you should go out and take a look yourself."

Jia Mu's face sank: "Say."

Wang Xifeng slowly raised her head and looked at Jia Mu in panic: "The eldest, the eldest master is kneeling, kneeling in the snow outside."

Jia Mu was startled, stood up suddenly, and hurriedly walked outside.

Mrs. Xing had already stood up and hurriedly followed her out.

Everyone in the hall was dumbfounded, staring at Wang Xifeng who was kneeling on the ground.

Jia Mu was in front, Yuanyang chased behind, and Mrs.

A gust of snowy wind blew in, and the corners of Jia Mu's robe were swayed.

Yuanyang hurried over to protect Jia Mu from the wind and snow.

"Don't block me!" Jia Mu raised her hand to stop Yuanyang.

All eyes were turned to the elder Jia She who was kneeling on the snow below the steps.

Heavy snow fell on his head and body. Jia She held something high in his hand. Even though the snow was falling, he could still tell it was a chapter.

Jia Mu looked at Jia She and said, "You are also an old man. Is there anything you can't say in there?"

Jia She raised the memorial in his hand high above his head and said in a hoarse voice: "My son is unfilial!"

Jia Mu was stunned for a while, not understanding what Jia She said, and then said, "Get up."

Jia She didn't move.

Jia Mu said to Mrs. Xing, "Help your master come in." After saying that, she turned around and walked in.

After hearing this, Mrs. Xing quickly walked to Jia She and bent down: "Master, the old lady asked you to come in." As she said this, she went to help him.

At this time, Jia She stood up with Mrs. Xing's help.

Mrs. Xing's eyes looked worried: "Master"

Jia She sighed and walked in with the help of Mrs. Xing.
Seeing Jia She walking into the Nuan Pavilion dressed in snowflakes, Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Zhu and others all looked surprised!
Immediately afterwards, they all looked at Mrs. Xing who looked confused.
In the Nuan Pavilion, Jia Mu was silent, looking at Jia She and the chapter in his hand.

Jia She knelt in front of the couch and slowly raised his head.

Jia Mu looked at him closely: "What's the matter?"

Jia She said: "My son has thought about it. My second brother is a courtesy corporal, helps the weak and the vulnerable, is a humble and kind man, and has the legacy of his grandfather. He is also very filial to his mother at home. My son is willing to give up the hereditary title of Rongguo Mansion to my second brother."

Why such a big change!
Jia Mu stared at him for a while and then said: "Your title was obtained by petitioning your father before his death. Your father never blamed you. Neither did I." After hearing this, Jia She felt an unspeakable sadness. I fell to the ground, trying my best to keep my body still, but my tears fell on the wooden floor drop by drop.

Jia Mu looked at him: "Is it related to the palace?"

Jia She lay motionless on the ground.

Mother Jia sighed: "The water flows downward. People's hearts always want to be high when they are high. I don't want to know about the outside world, but you can't hide things at home from me!"

"Yes."

Jia She understood what Jia Mu said. He wiped his tears with his sleeves, stood up, and went to Jia Mu and told her everything that happened in the palace and study.

Mother Jia was startled, her eyes wandered and she thought for a moment, then said: "I'm confused! Are you really planning to give up the title to me? If you give up the title and you move out, my wife won't let me go." It’s in my eyes”

Hearing this, Jia She quickly knelt down and said, "If my son doesn't move, my son will serve you every day by his mother's side. If my son dies one day, he will have the face to see his father."

Mother Jia's face softened: "It's enough for me to have Feng girl to serve me. If you are really filial, just leave this chapter here with me, and then send it up to me when I think about it!"

Jia She: "Mother."

Jia Mu closed her eyes and ignored him.

Jia She could only kowtow heavily: "Yes." He put the chapter on the table and stood up.

"There was an oral instruction from Yuanchun that Baoyu and Yun Yatou should make a good marriage. I agree." Jia Mu closed her eyes.

Jia She pondered for a while and then said: "I'm afraid that the Shi brothers won't be willing to do it. Especially Shi Nai, he even wrote a letter to Brother Jing and me in the first half of the year."

"How can a daughter of a dignified historian be a concubine?" Jia Mu then opened her eyes.

Jia She blurted out: "Isn't the imperial concubine also a concubine?"

Jia Mu was startled for a moment, then pointed outside: "Get out of here!"

"I'm not wrong!"

Jia She muttered, bowed again, turned around and walked outside.

Jia Mu: "I know you all look down on the second wife, and I want to leave a way for Baoyu to survive. Do you understand?"

Jia She stopped for a moment and walked out after hearing this.

Looking at Jia She's back disappearing outside the door, Jia Mu sighed and picked up the book to read. After a while, Jia Mu closed it, thought about it, and shouted: "Mandarin duck! "

Yuanyang, who was already standing outside the door, immediately walked in: "Old lady."

Jia Mu: "Go to Rongxi Hall and tell Jia Guozhang that I will ask him to come over."

Yuanyang was startled for a moment: "Yes." He answered, turned around and walked out.
It was almost dusk, and it was snowing heavily. The walls on both sides of the alley in the back street of Ma Ruifang Mansion were already high, making the alley look even more eerie and long.

At this time, there was the sound of horse hooves and wheels pressing through the snow, and a lamp floated towards this side, emitting a dim yellow light in the heavy snow.

It was a carriage that stopped in front of the small gate of the back garden of Ma Ruifang Mansion. Hong Zhou, wearing a cloak, stepped out of the carriage.

The housekeeper of Ma Ruifang Mansion, who was already waiting at the door, said hello and led Hong Zhou inside.
In the study, Hong Zhou and Ma Ruifang sat on chairs against the wall.

Hong Zhou took out a banknote from his sleeve and put it on the coffee table: "The patrol route map of Bujun Yamen after dusk."

Ma Ruifang glanced at it, and the three characters "[-] taels" were clearly visible on the bank note!
Hong Zhou smiled: "After everything is done, there will still be 1 taels of tea money left."

Ma Ruifang was surprised, deliberately hesitated, and said: "These things were personally formulated by Feng Tang's son Feng Ziying that morning. The patrol time is different every time, and the intervals are also different!"

Hong Zhou looked at him: "You can tell him directly that some people hope that there will be chaos in the capital, and the Feng family will be happy." After saying that, he took out a banknote of "[-] taels" from his sleeve, "This is to invite Young Master Feng to Tea drinker."

After a pause, "Don't worry, we won't take action against royalist officials."

Ma Ruifang nodded.

(End of this chapter)