Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 293 Clan Meeting
Although Mr. She successfully regained the power of Rongguo Mansion, Mr. She was a filial son after all, so he has not allowed the old lady to move out of Rongxi Hall, and he has always lived in Dongkuayuan.

This is what little dignity Mrs. Rongguo has left.

East across the courtyard, the main room.

The four father and son were sitting around eating together.

It was rare for the eldest son to come back once, so Jia She would take the three brothers and have a meal with him while the eldest son was at home.

Especially when he saw that all three of his sons were healthy and had their own careers and studies, the sense of accomplishment made him even more intoxicated.
Look, look, these three great boys of mine are infinitely better than the two in the second child’s family!
Although the boss Jia Zhu is promising, he has poor health and is a sickly man.

The second child, Jia Baoyu, is even more of a straw bag who hangs around in a pile of makeup and powder, and has little responsibility!
And what about my three eldest sons?
Needless to say, the eldest son has achieved this much as the two ancestors of the two houses.

The second son and his eldest son, Jia Lian, has also married and started a business. Not only did he and his daughter-in-law support the Rongguo Mansion stall, he also used his eldest brother's connections to join the former Army Governor's Mansion as a servant, and also had his own serious career. The only thing that makes Jia She unhappy is that he only has one daughter, Jia Qiao, after all these years of marriage, and he still has no successor.

As for the third son Jia Cong.
Still alive and kicking, able to eat and drink, which is pretty good.

This kid is still studying in the Imperial College. Although his grades are not very good, he is still okay. After all, not everyone can be accommodating in martial arts and martial arts. Except for those geniuses, others always have to make a choice between practicing martial arts and studying essays.

Jia Hui also put down his job and looked at Jia Cong, who was breathing heavily to cheer himself up, and probably understood what he wanted to do.

"You can't say that." He picked up the bowl and picked up a chopstick of bean sprouts and threw it into his mouth. After chewing it and swallowing it, Jia Hui pointed at Jia Lian with his chopsticks: "You think the danger on the battlefield outweighs the gain because you were born with a title." Inherit, you don't have to risk your life on the battlefield.

"Ahem." Jia Cong cleared his throat, carefully recalling the words written by Li Shao and then memorized by rote in his mind: "Brother, I heard that the Junggar tribe invaded our Daqi."

"Brother." Jia Cong, who seemed worried since he walked in, put down his rice bowl before taking a few bites and looked at Jia Hui awkwardly.

"Hehe." Jia Cong smiled awkwardly, then took a deep breath and said in an unprecedentedly solemn tone: "Brother, I want to go on an expedition with you!"

But what about Brother Cong? "

"Do you understand?" Looking at Jia Lian who looked distressed, Jia Hui smiled: "You have our heirloom title to inherit, and I am already a duke. In the future, I will give my descendants wealth for at least five generations. , but what about Brother Cong?
It can be said that there is nothing except the 20% of the family property that should belong to him when the family is divided.

"Brother Cong," Jia Lian scratched his temples irritably. He wanted to say that with your achievements, brother, you can help Jia Congyin get a small title, but he couldn't say it at all.
The eldest brother also has several concubines of his own who are short of titles, and the eldest brother has no obligation to earn titles for Jia Cong!

He didn't want to receive the news that Jia Cong was killed someday!
"No, second brother, I really want to go on an expedition with the eldest brother!" Jia Cong suddenly became anxious, "The eldest brother has already become famous, and a prince will definitely not be able to escape after this battle. Second brother, you are the heir to our title. Sir, wait until the master is gone!"

"Second brother, I'm seventeen."

Jia Cong chose to practice martial arts. It is said that he practiced martial arts very well, but after all, he had never experienced actual combat, so it's hard to say how good he was.

Yes, on weekdays, this kid does not do anything, but goes around causing trouble and causing trouble for the family, but his crime is not worthy of death! "Jia Lian immediately retorted.

The angry old father slapped Jia Cong, who screamed, staggered and almost fell off the chair.
Jia Lian ignored Jia Cong who was being beaten by his old father, but turned his head and stared at Jia Hui: "Brother, look, this kid looks so unlucky, can he come back after going to the battlefield?"

Isn’t it good to live?
"Okay, I have no objection."

"You have something to say."

As soon as Jia Cong spoke, the father and son who were preparing to watch the theater were really shocked. They quickly put down their jobs and tried to persuade him not to seek death.

"Shut up!" Jia Lian glared at Jia Cong. Don't you know, brother, that I am trying to save your life?
How dare you take the initiative to request to go to the battlefield? I really don’t know how to write the word "death"?
The Imperial College was all in vain!
Different from the original work, in this life Jia Hui took Jia Cong to the county government to teach him from childhood to adulthood. Before getting married, Jia Lian often went to the county government to have meals with his brother and sister-in-law, so he and Jia Cong also often We met and had a good relationship.

The feeling of embarrassment was just like when Jia Hui first took him into his home and raised him many years ago.

Listening to this tone, you knew without asking that the words he was going to say must have been memorized on the paper. There was no need to look for the author. It was his brother-in-law Li Shao who wrote it for him.

"Speak the key."

"No, no, brother, what are you talking about? You let Brother Cong, a half-year-old child, go to the battlefield?

He is not a scholar, he has no chance of taking the imperial examination, and with his temperament, he will definitely not be willing to let me arrange a job for him and live an ordinary life like this."

"Ah what? Is there such a good thing?"

Jia Cong, who had just gotten up because Jia She was tired from beating him, looked at Jia Hui with some surprise.

Jia Hui remained silent, but his hands were getting closer and closer to the belt.
"No, no, no, brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been embarrassed!" Jia Cong instantly became scared.
"Ha, you're such a complete piece of shit." Jia Hui sneered, raised his foot and kicked Jia Cong to the ground again.

No longer paying attention to the exaggerated Jia Cong, Jia Hui turned to look at Jia She and Jia Lian again: "Don't listen to his nonsense. If he really wants to live his whole life waiting to die, he will continue to do so for ten years without any hindrance." Do you want to practice martial arts hard?"

Jia Hui pointed angrily at Jia Cong, who had fallen silent: "Although this kid usually has a playful and smiling face, he is actually very high-spirited. Who has he dared to fight with? Linzi in the past few years. Prince Xiaoshen, who was left behind, and his whole family went to Beijing to celebrate the emperor's birthday, but somehow they had a conflict with the prince and grandson. Didn't this kid beat the prince and grandson to a bloody head?

Brother Cong, why? "

"Because the grandson called me a maid! But I am clearly a aunt!" Jia Cong climbed back onto the stool with some difficulty, rubbing his buttocks that had just been hit by his eldest brother and grinning.

Jia She hesitated to speak, thinking that your mother-in-law was not recorded in the genealogy, and she was really a maid of the same family. Strictly speaking, there was nothing wrong with being raised by a maid.

But he was worried that if he said it, the boy would turn against Tiangang's father, Cizi smiled, so he shook his head and said nothing.

Forget it, if this kid can really follow his elder brother and make some famous achievements, then let's add it to his list.
"Did you hear that? In fact, it's not just him. Your eldest brother and I have also been scolded by the princes, princes, and grandsons of others since I was a child. I am the same as his kid. It doesn't matter whose prince or grandson you are or which family you are. You noble man, go up and have a fight without saying anything else!
Therefore, it is rare to encounter a war that I am responsible for commanding. Since he wants to follow, I am also willing to give him this opportunity."

"What if he dies on the battlefield?" Jia Lian interrupted Jia Hui, "Besides, there are so many elites in Jiubian, do you think you should let a young man like him die?"

"You bastard, his life is life, so the lives of Jiubian soldiers are not life?"

"He is a nobleman of the Rongguo Mansion!" "I also crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!"

Jia Lian glared at Jia Hui, who had narrowed his eyes, and the atmosphere in the main hall gradually solidified.
Jia She remained silent. It was inappropriate for him to say anything at this time.

The second oldest brother, Jia Lian, is a brother-in-law who protects his younger brother from seeking death on the battlefield.

The boss Jia Hui is thinking about Jia Cong's future and wants to give him a chance to climb up and earn a fortune!

If he were to side with Jia Lian, not to mention whether Jia Cong would hate him for being deprived of his opportunity, but would his boss have a rift with him?

But if Jia Hui and Jia Cong were standing there, they might die outside!
"Second brother, stop talking!"

Jia Cong stopped rubbing his buttocks, but stood up and bowed to Jia Lian very solemnly: "Second brother, you are worried about my life and death. I am very touched. You will never forget my kindness to Jia Cong. Can."

As soon as the word "ke" came out, Jia Lian lamented in his heart. He knew that Jia Cong had made up his mind.
“But I don’t want to get a share of the family fortune and then work on idle jobs and wait to die for the rest of my life!

Although I am seventeen this year, according to what my eldest brother said, my martial arts skills have already been tempered to some extent. Since I have the ability and opportunity to join the family business, I don’t want to give up! "

"Even if you die outside?" Jia Lian stared at Jia Cong with red eyes.

"Even if I fight to the death with a sword!" Jia Cong said firmly!
Silence fell into the lobby again.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Anyway, there is still some time before the expedition. Brother Cong, you should think about it carefully.

Let’s eat first. The food is almost cold. When we finish eating, we can go to the ancestral hall for a meeting! "

At the critical moment, it was still up to Jia She, the old father, to smooth things over and give everyone the opportunity to step down. Jia Hui and Jia Lian snorted at each other, lowered their heads, picked up their bowls, and continued eating.
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Ningguo Mansion, ancestral hall.

The Duke summoned him. At this hour, all the adult men of the Jia family, who had already had dinner, had arrived. They were sitting in groups of twos and threes with acquaintances on the rows of benches placed in the courtyard in front of the ancestral hall, whispering. Mumbling something, waiting for the Duke to come.

Different from those outsiders call "Grand Governor", "Grand General" and "Taiwei", the Jia family members, especially the literary generation and their peers who are older than Jia Hui, usually call Jia Hui "County Duke". "of.

As serious elders, the Dai generation can just call them "Brother Hui" and "Jin Yu", but the Wen and Yu generations are almost meaningless. It's okay for close relatives like Jia Zheng, but it's not good for those who are more distant. Become a senior.

Without him, the status gap is too big.

If Jia Hui was a fourth- or fifth-rank official, he would naturally be called whatever he liked, but if he was not only granted the title of Duke of the County, he was even worshiped as a Taiwei by the court, so it would be inappropriate to call him by his first name.

After thinking about it, everyone began to call Jia Hui like "Old Ningguo" or "Old Rongguo".

Father and son Jia Zhenjia Rong also sat quietly in the first row with the elders of the "generation" generation.

In fact, when everyone was notified, they knew what the Duke wanted to say to everyone.

Especially the older tribesmen are more familiar with it.
Back then, when the second uncle/grandfather and the second brother/second uncle were preparing to go to war, this was how they summoned the children of the Jia family to follow them as soldiers!

"Tsk, tsk, it's a war." A middle-aged man named Jia Tuo, who exuded a tough aura, said to his friends with some emotion.

Jia Xun, the shopkeeper of the largest butcher shop on Ningrong Street, specializes in selling the chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep raised by Jia Hui's village.

He is generous and very righteous, and he has also saved some money by selling meat, so he is also a person with a say in the entire Jia family.

The friends around me nodded in agreement: "Isn't that right? The last time we went to fight was the Northern Expedition seven or eight years ago, right? It's a pity that it was not our turn to suppress the rebellion in Jiangnan, but it was the people in Jinling who took advantage of us."

"Hey, those are the people the Duke met when he was on official business in Jiangnan. He found those people because he had no other choice. In terms of martial arts and loyalty, shouldn't they be members of our Bafang tribe in Beijing?" Jia Xuan patted and exposed his face. Chest Protector patted his chest hard, "By the way, are you going this time?"

The friend patted his right leg with an expressionless face: "What the hell are you going to pick up? Don't you know how I got this lame leg?"

"Hey." Jia Tuo said haha ​​and said no more.

This lame leg cost me my life!
But since then, he has taken the meat from his butcher shop as he pleases.

"But my eldest son is also sixteen. Mr. Jiao said that he has some things on his hands that can be used as a teacher, so I am going to let him go to the battlefield to make a career, and he will be able to talk to better people in the future." The friend rubbed his right leg. said.

"Just let him get used to you. This young man is arrogant and doesn't know how to be diligent and thrifty. Why should he marry a wife who is not only virtuous, but also beautiful and virtuous? He doesn't even think about whether such a good family can have his turn?" Jia said. He curled his lips in surprise, his eldest nephew was good at everything, he was filial and quick at work, but he really didn't have a clear understanding of himself when it came to marrying a wife.

"That's why we let him go out to fight and make a career! Life and death are determined by fate. If he comes back alive with military merit, he can become an official and marry a good wife.

If he comes back alive and has no military merit, he can feel at ease after seeing the battlefield and live a peaceful and peaceful life.

If I can't come back." My friend sighed sadly.

Then we can only train the second child.

Jia Tuo raised his eyebrows and glared at his friend: "Fart! My eldest nephew is blessed with great fortune. Don't worry, he has me as an uncle and his brother Ding to take care of him. He will come back in perfect condition!"

"Even with you and my son taking care of me, I'm afraid he won't be able to come back."

"Get out!" Jia Xuan slapped his friend's thigh angrily, cursed angrily, and turned away, not wanting to talk to this person anymore.

There was a sudden noise outside the ancestral hall door. People in the Jia family looked around one after another. After recognizing a few people, they quickly stood up.
(End of this chapter)