Red Mansion: I am Jia Lian

Chapter 214 Speed ​​Up
After being away for half a year, the biggest feeling I had when I came back was actually growth!
After not seeing each other for half a year, Wang Xifeng lost her immaturity, and Ping'er became a little bolder. She used to serve him with a sullen look, as charming as a peach blossom. Now she serves him with a little more calmness. She can even say, "The young lady should be pregnant this time."

Wang Xifeng was immersed in the atmosphere created by someone at home, and she spoke without hesitation: "How much do you want to fill it?"

When she turned her head, Jia Lian was already fast asleep on the couch. Wang Xifeng made a gesture to keep quiet and sat quietly beside the couch. She looked at the face in front of her that had experienced countless hardships and now looked more heroic. When she thought of the scenes after returning home, her heart melted.

Jia Lian had a good sleep and woke up at noon. After taking a shower and sleeping, he felt completely restored.

It was very cold in early spring in Beijing. But inside the house, it was warm and cozy, with the heating on.

I stood up and stretched, and my bones crackled.

Hearing the noise, it was naturally Ping'er who poked her head out of the door. In the couple's master bedroom, Ping'er had the only freedom.

"Master is up! He looks very energetic." Ping'er said this, but her hands were not slow at all. She turned around and greeted, "Master is up. Get ready to serve."

The ancients relied on human effort to enjoy themselves. Jia Lian had long been numb to this kind of life. How could they not be close to each other when they stood naked and were served by maids? Xiren even changed Baoyu's pants.

Ping'er's eyes were very positive, but her hands were trembling slightly, betraying her true feelings.

Seven or eight maids were waiting on him. When he put down his chopsticks and only Ping'er and Guixiang were around him, Jia Lian asked, "Where is the Second Madam?"

"The second master made meritorious service in the battlefield and captured the leader of the bandits. His Majesty awarded him a fifth-rank imperial title. The second master was not at home at the time, so the celebration was delayed. Now, the old ancestor has spoken, and the second master is back. Two happy events are held at the same time. This is called double happiness. The second mistress got up early and went to take care of this matter."

As they were talking, Wang Xifeng came in, lecturing as she walked: "If you don't ask one more question, the servants won't pay attention. Go tell Lin Zhixiao that if he made a mistake, you will get ten strokes of the cane."

Jia Lian smiled and asked, "Who is so blind as to irritate the Second Madam?"

Wang Xifeng, looking radiant, came forward, eyes full of tenderness and affection: "They sold dried scallops, and treated three abalones as two. If Lin Zhixiao hadn't been sharp-eyed, he would have been fooled. Ten strokes of the cane is a light punishment."

This kind of thing must not be tolerated. Jia Lian said seriously, "Change someone else."

The outcome of the matter was decided in one sentence. Wang Xifeng really obeyed and said, "Then let's change someone. I'm just afraid that Lai Da won't look good."

Jia Lian calmly picked up the teacup and said, "If Lai Da has something to say, let him come and tell me. In the future, let Lin Zhixiao work harder on things outside, and don't tire out Mr. Lai." The three words "Mr. Lai" are really weird.

Wang Xifeng was smart and immediately understood what Jia Lian meant. She sat up straight and asked, "How is the old ancestor doing?"

"If she doesn't ask, you just pretend nothing happened. If she asks, just say it was my idea." Jia Lian answered very straightforwardly. Wang Xifeng had no room for resistance in the face of Lady Jia, but Jia Lian was different. He spoke differently. He didn't call Lai Da to scold him and say that he had hired the wrong person. He was just giving him face.

The Jia Mansion is very large, with many people, and Wang Xifeng has to take care of a myriad of things, which is really tiring. But she enjoys it very much.

Seeing her nodding repeatedly, Jia Lian added, "You should know how to employ people, and don't do everything yourself. You will tire yourself to death."

The Rongguo Mansion held a grand banquet to celebrate, and Rongning Street was busy for another day with plenty of fish and meat.

Jia Lian did not stay in the mansion to drink and chat with the "nobles", but after a simple response, he went out of the mansion and rushed to the buffet. Wang Xifeng, who was wearing the imperial robe, was still reluctant, but was still pulled out by Jia Lian.

"The imperial robe you are wearing was fought back by these generals with swords and spears." This one sentence convinced Wang Xifeng.

Jia Lian added: "People in high positions should look carefully at the people around them to see what kind of people they are. People who speak nicely should be looked at more carefully. If they are only good at talking, you should not let them take care of things."

The bustling Rongning Street was completely boiling with the appearance of Jia Lian and his wife. After so many years, there was finally a day to return to the past. In the meeting of the older generation, the master of the Jia family took everyone out to fight, and after returning, he cooperated with everyone to drink and eat meat. Now, Master Lian has gone a step further and directly brought his new daughter-in-law.

The family guards came forward with big bowls in their hands: "Second Master, I'll drink, you just watch."

After saying that, the family general finished it in one gulp and was about to beat you, but Jia Lian stopped him and said, "Zhang Laosan, who are you looking down on? Isn't it just drinking until you pass out? It's okay, my wife is following, and she won't be picked up by another young wife."

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Jia Lian picked up a bowl of wine on the table and drank it all.

The result of Jia Lian's drinking was obvious. He was carried back. I don't know how much he drank, and he lost his memory in the end.

Wang Xifeng directed the people to carry Jia Lian back and settle him down, feeling distressed and emotional. What if Jia Lian didn't drink the wine?
Wang Xifeng could truly feel that the relationship between Jia Lian and these family generals was one of life and death.

Thinking of this, I can't help but have some insights. There are many people around me, but there are very few who are like Jia Lian and these family generals.

In the west courtyard, there was a messenger beside Jia's mother, who was also very emotional when she heard the news: "The master was carried back many times in the past."

It was already early the next morning when Jia Lian sobered up. When he woke up, it was Ping'er who was serving him, while Wang Xifeng was sleeping soundly.

"Why are you guarding alone?" Jia Lian drank a sip of the perfectly warm tea, looked at the straw utensils, and thought that the ancients really knew how to enjoy themselves. Ping'er brought a hot towel and said, "Guixiang guarded the first half of the night. The banquet started in the afternoon, and the Second Master drank until dark. The Second Mistress was so distressed that she shed a few tears."

Jia Lian shook his head and said, "You don't understand. These family generals are the greatest wealth left by the older generation."

If you give an ordinary person a knife, would he dare to kill someone for no reason? These family generals are different. If Jia Lian says he wants to kill someone, he really does it. They don't even ask a single question, and at most they say, "Take good care of my second aunt." Hi, I'm off topic.

"As a servant, I don't need to understand. It's enough for Second Master to understand."

After wiping his face, Jia Lian couldn't fall asleep for a while and leaned against the head of the bed for a while.

Jia Lian fell asleep again in a daze, and got up the next day and went straight to the east wing.

Jia She looked like he was still drunk, but he did not block the way for him as he usually did.

"You haven't been home for half a year. Don't you have to come and show your filial piety?" Jia Lian said in a bad tone and impolitely.

Jia She did not fly into a rage as usual, but squinted his eyes and said, "When you are in front of others and looking very good, remember, don't sink into it."

Jia Lian thought of what Emperor Chenghui said and couldn't help asking, "Father was once very glorious, right? Tell me about it?"

"The influence of our ancestors is there when people are around, but disappears when they are gone. Besides, they also helped me a lot in the past. If your grandfather hadn't forced me to stay at home, I'm afraid there would be no scene of father and son reuniting today. As for your mother's family, forget it, let's not talk about it."

Jia She lost interest in what he said and didn't want to talk about it anymore. But Jia Lian refused to let it go and asked, "If I didn't know about many things in the past, how passive would I be when facing people who knew about it in the future? I know that I shouldn't get involved in the affairs of the royal family. Isn't this forced? You can't let me be in the dark, right?"

Jia She is definitely not a good person, as we can see from the fact that he snatched someone's fan. But he must have a past that is unknown to the public.

If these past events are not clarified, they will be like a landmine for Jia Lian, and he never knows when they will explode.

"I have been studying with the prince since I was eight years old. The old loyal prince treated me very well. Your Majesty was the least noticeable person in the school back then. The old loyal prince and Your Majesty are from the same mother. The old concubine in the palace is still here. The old loyal prince hanged himself with a three-foot white silk... If I were there, I would do the same."

Jia She's voice became increasingly low, and what he said was like a thunderclap, frying Jia Lian to the point of being burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

"No wonder!" Jia Lian said to himself.

Jia She added, "Your grandfather and three uncles were all treated in the same way. Only male members of the family under the age of five were allowed to survive, and even then, they were exiled to Yazhou. Even then, the boat capsized when they were crossing the sea. Do you believe it? At first, it was thought that there was no hope for you to inherit the title, but the retired emperor insisted and ruined your second uncle's path to the imperial examination. Do you think I don't want to cling to His Majesty's thighs? Even if I did, would he dare to believe me?" These words were so sinister that Jia Lian's scalp tingled. It was Qin Keqing and Miaoyu again. What did the Jia family think?

Jia Lian decided to rant at him: "Humph, if that's the case, why do you still want to keep in touch with her? Isn't it better to just stay at home and be a good-for-nothing?"

Jia She suddenly exploded, and the blood vessels on his brow bulged and jumped violently with anger.

But he still endured it and sneered, "You know shit. How can I control Jia Jing of the East Palace? This bastard just wanted to deceive the world, but ended up leaving a mess behind. Jia Zhen is full of clever tricks. He is not just keeping ties with me, he is just thinking about the benefits."

Jia Lian immediately thought of the long description of Qin Keqing's boudoir, and suddenly understood. Damn Jia Zhen, he got a dowry, but he still wanted someone else.

Beast!
"Now you are destined to meet His Majesty. If so, it is best to pretend that you don't know about the past. The Four Princes and Eight Dukes joined forces to destroy the incident. Humph, this favor can only be put to good use when the Emperor is here. A new emperor chooses new ministers. If the Emperor is gone, the Four Princes and Eight Dukes will not be able to survive unless they keep their tails between their legs."

After hearing these words, Jia Lian suddenly understood. No wonder Emperor Chenghui mentioned Jia She.

It turns out that this is a typical example of waste. I hope that all the people will follow this example.

As for myself, I am another example, a model of loyalty to His Majesty. Tell the four kings and eight dukes, see, as long as your next generation has a promising future, I will also make great use of them.

Both father and son are typical, okay!
Jia She has stopped struggling. The only one who still struggles occasionally, Jia Zheng, probably hits a wall a lot every day.

"No matter what, Jia Zhen's relationship must be cut off!" Jia Lian tried to test Jia She's attitude.

Jia She shook his head and said, "Jia Jing won't live for many years. Let's wait until he dies before we talk about it."

Jia Lian thought: That's too late. Oh, not too late, after all, I'm up. No, I can't take the risk.

After a fierce struggle in his heart, Jia Lian secretly made up his mind to speed up the operation.

As expected, when Jia Lian returned home, he learned that Jia Rong had been waiting for him for a while.

After they met, Jia Lian joked, "Do you know that I prepared a gift for you? Why are you so anxious?"

Jia Rong said anxiously: "It doesn't matter whether it's a gift or not, my father asked me to treat you."

Jia Lian paused for a moment and said, "Gifts are still necessary. After all, it's not easy to go out."

He motioned Guixiang to go to the study and fetch a sandalwood box, and handed it to Jia Rong, saying, "I know you like this. It's a good opportunity to meet you."

Jia Rong didn't care and didn't open it directly, but urged Jia Lian to come over.

Jia Lian did not drag along and followed him, asking as he walked, "Why is your father so anxious?"

Jia Rong said, "Official land, this is a great opportunity, it's a good chance to stockpile land."

Jia Lian listened calmly and asked: "Whose idea was this?"

Jia Rong didn't notice and said casually, "Who else could it be? It must be Lai Er. If I wasn't a little afraid of you, I wouldn't dare to send someone there directly. I would wait for you to come back and ask before taking action. I guess everyone is busy in Yunyang."

When they arrived at the East Palace, they saw Youshi waiting there. Jia Rong said, "I will go and report." and left in a hurry.

Youshi stepped forward and said, "I don't know who spread the rumor that my second uncle made a fortune in Yunyang, so he became interested. Lai Er was instigating him, so he was so anxious to invite you here. Oh, he asked me to beg you."

Seeing her eyes full of spring water, Jia Lian smiled frivolously: "Why, how are you going to beg me?"

Yu's face flushed, and she said softly, "What else can I do? Whatever you want to do, do it."

It must be that it's too cold in winter, otherwise the shy and lovely girl in front of me would be so cute that I might as well pull her behind the rockery.

"Let's go. I want to see what kind of Hongmen Banquet Jia Zhen is preparing." Jia Lian put his thoughts aside and walked forward.

Jia Zhen had a table full of food on his side. When he saw Jia Rong, he asked, "What did he say? How does he look?"

Jia Rong shook his head: "I can't tell."

Jia Zhen angrily said, "You useless piece of shit, what use do I have for you?"

Jia Rong did not resist and said, "Yes, I am a waste!"

Jia Zhen waved his hand to signal Jia Rong to get out, then turned around and asked Lai Er: "What do you think of this?"

Lai Er said: "Mr. Lian has always treated Madam with respect, this is because the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother."

Two men, both counting on one woman to succeed, is that outrageous? Not outrageous, just look at Evergrande's private dance troupe.

This is the style of someone who is familiar with the situation and knows how to do things!
Jia Zhen shook his head: "It's difficult. He may not be willing to do the cleaning. The Dragon Guard is watching too closely."

Lai Er whispered, "It won't hurt to give it a try. Can you still be so embarrassed as to say something unpleasant?"

When Youshi appeared with Jia Lian, Jia Zhen immediately stood up to greet them and Lai Er accompanied them in talking.

Jia Lian was full of enthusiasm. He sat down and started drinking. After three rounds of drinking, Jia Zhen brought up the topic, "Isn't it Brother Lian who has the final say in Yunyang now?"

Jia Lian looked very proud: "Of course, what's wrong, have you changed your personality? I've been waiting for a long time, but no one from Brother Zhen has come."

Jia Zhen was immediately overjoyed, slapping his thigh and saying, "Hey, I'm just afraid that Lian-ge'er will be unhappy."

Jia Lian explained, "I have the final say on how much official land there is. If I say it is official land, then it must be official land. The second housekeeper has taken the trouble to go to Jia Yucun with my letter. He is my man. I don't want more. Two thousand hectares of land must be the best paddy fields, which were originally reserved for the East Palace. But let me be frank, you should leave some of Rong'er's pocket money for him."

Jia Zhen was slightly embarrassed, but soon forgot about it. The three of them chatted and drank happily. Youshi served them attentively.

Lai got up early the next morning, had his luggage packed, and went to see Jia Lian himself.

The note that had been prepared long ago was given to Lai Er, reminding him to be careful on the way, to stay in the inn at night, and not to go to any brothels.

Lai Er was very touched and thanked Jia Lian repeatedly. He took the invitation, but when he went to call the servants, he ran into a snag. What kind of cat or dog dares to order us around? Are you worthy?
The family soldiers are no longer the same as they were before. After following Jia Lian out, they are full of energy and spirit.

Lai Er was frustrated and was unwilling to ask Jia Zhen for help, fearing that he would be called a waste. The chaos had been settled and the roads along the way were all open, so he simply left the capital without his family soldiers, but only took seven or eight trusted servants with him and headed for Yunyang.

As Lai Er walked out of the city gate, a fast horse passed them right after him, leaving a face full of dust and disappearing in the distance.

(End of this chapter)