Red Mansion: I am Jia Lian

Chapter 235 Comfort
Personal will is vulnerable to reality! It's like many readers of this book, who have read all the books but still haven't felt satisfied.

The temporary pleasure brought by dopamine is indeed very pleasant, but you will have to increase the dosage next time.

Don’t people who work themselves to death every day know this? I think they do, but they have no choice.

In life, there is really no choice for many things. In the middle of summer, wrapping yourself up tightly and riding an electric bike to deliver food is a job that many people have no choice but to do.

Should workers complain when they are exploited? Yes! But don’t dwell on it.

The petty bourgeoisie always likes to look at the world from an individual perspective, always immerses themselves in the wounds brought by society, and always seeks a distant and illusory place as their spiritual home. Don't be misled by these people's eccentricity. They write short essays to complain about the wounds brought by life, which can be fixed with a Band-Aid at most. Zhang Ailing understands this point!

To put it bluntly, they complain because they have a choice.

When they focus on their spiritual home, their stomachs are full. What we may have to face is middle-aged people, with mortgages and car loans, and elderly parents and young children to take care of.

Jia Lian’s most basic cognition is destined to be incompatible with this era. The primary school textbooks for those born after the 1970s will show you the most primitive side of human society.

Although Jia Lian is at the top now, his subconscious behavior always undermines his own foundation.

In fact, it’s not really a matter of poaching. Some people are no longer fit to continue to exist, so just get rid of them.

Maybe when a new group of people comes, things will still be the same, but at the beginning, they will be a little more restrained.

Jia Lian wanted to have a good time, which was not difficult at all. He could just lie down and have a good time.

But what can I say? Thinking about the future where my house will be confiscated, I have no choice but to cheer myself up. This is called being forced to take action.

Well, serious! I think it is necessary to emphasize that this is serious.

There has been a bad trend of using idioms recently. Those who understand will understand. There is nothing we can do about it. It is forced upon us. Why can't we avoid this word?

Lin Ruhai went to Xi'an, and Jia Min brought Daiyu to Jia's house to stay for a few days. Jia Lian went to inspect the navy, so the two sides did not meet. Just as Jia Lian entered the house, Wang Xifeng led a group of people standing there waiting.

Jia Lian was touched. Regardless of the fact that everyone was watching, he took Wang Xifeng's hand and said, "You are already pregnant, but you are still running around. It's hot, be careful of heatstroke." Wang Xifeng's eyes were blurred with tears with just one sentence, but she still bowed very properly, "My husband is running around outside for the sake of the entire Jia family. My walking a short distance is nothing."

Jia Lian, who had shown off his love for his wife, was not able to go home immediately, but was brought to Grandmother Jia.

In this society where the family is the basic unit, individuals are destined to serve the family.

On this basis, ethics and filial piety will be emphasized by the government.

The fragmented social state of modern society, whether good or bad, is the result of the development of the times.

All we can say is that what an era is like has little to do with individuals.

Looking at Jia Lian, Jia's mother was filled with relief. The hope she had placed on Jia Zhu was now realized in Jia Lian.

Apart from anything else, during the holidays, the relatives and friends who came to visit used to be brought gifts by the housekeepers, but now they come in person.

"A few days ago, the Princess of Nan'an County brought the little princess to visit our home and stayed for quite a few days. She said that the house was in a mess and out of sight, out of mind. The old prince is getting old, and every day he gets older, the princess looks as healthy as ever."

In response to Lady Jia's boasting, Jia Lian had no choice but to follow her lead and say, "What are you doing here, Princess?"

"Hey, isn't it about your marriage? I asked someone to ask her and she gave me a direct reply." Perhaps she felt that what she said was inappropriate, so Grandmother Jia changed the subject in time: "Feng girl has a good eye and is always accurate in judging people."

In a word, the corners of Wang Xifeng's mouth began to curl up. She was judging by the appearance at the beginning, and this could never be told to anyone else.

Don’t ask, I fell in love with it at first sight.

Jia Min was watching the family happiness from the side with a smile, not intending to steal the show. She waited for a pause in Jia Lian's chattering before she spoke: "Lian'er, I want to talk to you about something. Is that convenient?"

Jia Lian naturally said without any problem: "Aunt, this is too formal, how about we go to my study to talk?"

After escaping from the crowd, Jia Lian raised his hands to rub his face which was a little numb from laughing. Seeing this, Jia Min couldn't help but tease him: "Why don't you hide it? You're making fun of yourself."

"It's okay, we are all family." Then he turned around and asked Daiyu who was following him: "Cousin, you won't laugh at me, right?"

Daiyu shook her head and said seriously: "Although Lian-ge doesn't like crowds, he still restrains himself and returns to the proper etiquette. This is truly a gentleman!"

Jia Lian felt embarrassed by the exaggeration and waved his hands: "It's over, it's over. The past is good when the family is harmonious. I am in the Jia family and enjoy everything this family brings. It is inappropriate to indulge in my personal preferences in private and take it for granted."

Daiyu seemed to have thought of something and hesitated to speak.

When Jia Min arrived at the study, she saw Guixiang, Ping'er and Xiangling were all there, and she hesitated a little.

Jia Lian saw it clearly and said to Guixiang, "I have something important to discuss. You two can go out and wait for me first."

After Jia Min and the others had gone out, he took out a letter and handed it to Jia Lian: "Take a look."

Jia Lian was not polite. He took it and read it all in one breath. After he finished, he said to Jia Min, "Your concern, uncle, is unnecessary."

In his letter to Jia Min, Lin Ruhai used the words "I'm afraid it won't have a good ending", which scared Jia Min a lot.

Although he was quite knowledgeable, he still had to ask someone. While talking, Jia Min turned her head and vomited into the spittoon. Seeing this, Jia Lian could not help but stand up in shock and raised his hand to relieve the breath.

Jia Min paused for a moment and said, "It's already the third one, and it's still so difficult. I owed the Lin family in my previous life."

That being said, there was pride between his brows.

"Congratulations, auntie, you are getting better now." Jia Lian congratulated with a smile. Daiyu said beside him, "Aunt Mei is about to give birth. It will be great to have two more brothers and sisters in the future."

Jia Min smiled with relief, and Jia Lian also smiled and said, "Aunt, just rest assured about your uncle's affairs. I am in the court, and no disturbance will escape my eyes."

Although Jia Lian said it lightly, he actually did it to appease Jia Min. Lin Ruhai's job on this trip was to offend people. Emperor Chenghui used Niu Jizong, Lin Ruhai, and Jia Lian, the original intention was to divide the nobles and create opposition between the nobles and the civil officials.

Don't think that the emperor is using you to give you an opportunity. This opportunity is not given to you for free.

Lin Ruhai knew it very well, Niu Jizon who ordered the shooting in Jinling knew it very well, and Jia Lian knew it even better.

But again, there is no choice. Everyone is shouldering the responsibility of not just an individual, but a family.

In this era, people like Jia Baoyu are considered irresponsible and are despised.

Now we have no choice but to move forward. Looking back and forth is not a good thing.

Jia Lian could understand Jia Min's anxiety, but he would only say the good side of it.

"After the current emperor secured his position, he gradually gained the upper hand. His purpose of establishing his authority by taking advantage of the war in the Western Regions was achieved as the war ended. The financial problem was also initially resolved without hurting too many interested parties. Overall, although some people may be unwilling or wait and see, the vast majority of people still support your majesty. After all, it is the righteous cause. Aunt must persuade grandmother that the Zhen family is basically hopeless and will be overthrown sooner or later."

Jia Min asked back: "Why, do you have eyes and ears in the Imperial Hospital? Can you find out the secrets of the Xishan Royal Manor?"

Jia Lian knew she had misunderstood, and waved his hands: "It's not true, I don't have time to hide. What I said was based on the current situation. The emperor is nearly sixty years old, and no matter how healthy he is, he can't hold on for much longer. Even if he gets better in ten years, how can the Zhen family's hole be filled in ten years? Besides, the Zhen family didn't even think about filling it, thinking about the day when the emperor would dismiss him."

Jia Min understood the seriousness of the Zhen family's problem and nodded naturally, "I can only hint at it and dare not speak directly."

"That's enough. Try to distance yourself from the matter as much as possible. Especially when it comes to the old loyal prince."

When Jia Min asked about other issues, Jia Lian said there was no need to ask more questions, and he wrote a letter himself, telling Lin Ruhai what he knew and the results of his analysis. Jia Min knew the seriousness of the case, and immediately urged Jia Lian to start writing.

Just as Jia Lian was about to use the pen and ink, Daiyu had already prepared them. Jia Lian thanked her, but Daiyu said, "Brother, you are being polite."

Jia Lian carefully considered his words and wrote slowly, fearing that Lin Ruhai, an important ally, would misunderstand his meaning. In the end, all he wrote was plain language, and Daiyu frowned when she saw it and said, "Brother Lian is a top scholar, how could he write such a thing?"

Jia Min explained, "It's not that I can't, it's that I don't want to do it."

Jia Lian explained simply and straightforwardly: "I am afraid of misunderstanding. It's not that you can't understand it, but classical Chinese can be interpreted in other ways if you force it. There is no such worry about vernacular Chinese. The current political situation is extremely complicated, and you should know what I mean. Articles and letters should be understandable to people."

Daiyu curled her lips and disagreed, thinking that Lian Er was unnecessary. Isn't it true that articles should be savored slowly?

If Jia Lian knew what she was thinking, he would definitely shout, "Great, the root of the overflow of reading comprehension lies in you."

No matter what people see, they will understand it according to their own cognition. They can always find an angle that they are willing to believe. The same is true for an article, which has nothing to do with the style of writing.

Jia Min took the letter and said goodbye and left, after all, Jia Lian had just returned.

Jia Lian sent the two away. When he turned around, he saw Wang Xifeng looking at him with a smile, so he opened his arms and said, "Give me a hug!"

Wang Xifeng was still conservative. She spat and took the hand and went into the inner room.

After washing and changing his clothes, Jia Lian lay on the cool bed, Wang Xifeng sat beside him, and Ping'er wiped his hair with a towel.

Jia Lian was a little distracted thinking, if anyone were to live a life like this, no one would be willing to change it on their own initiative, right?

Just as many people hate privileges, it is because the privileges are not their own.

Jia Lian, who had been traveling all the way, fell asleep quickly, and when he woke up, the lights were already on.

Ping Erh was fanning away mosquitoes. Seeing him wake up, she smiled and asked, "Master, you are awake. I will ask someone to prepare dinner."

Jia Lian nodded, got up and washed up, he was really hungry.

While they were eating, Wang Xifeng came in from outside. When Jia Lian wanted to put down his chopsticks, she said, "Second Master, eat. I'll take a break."

Seeing that there was no wine on the table, he asked again, "Why don't you have a drink?"

Jia Lian said, "Why would one drink wine? Besides, His Majesty has something to tell you, so I'll be busy later."

Speaking of the emperor, Wang Xifeng had something to say: "Your Majesty, too. There are so many ministers in the court, but you have to order one around."

Jia Lian laughed and said, "Don't tell anyone about this. People will say you are hypocritical. How many people envy you?"

Wang Xifeng did not retort, but smiled and said, "I was just saying it. This person, when he is by my side, I don't notice him, but when I am not around for a day, I miss him."

Jia Lian put down his chopsticks, held her hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work at home."

There were ripples in Wang Xifeng's eyes again. Even though they had been married for a while, she still couldn't resist every time Jia Lian showed his tenderness.

Ping'er stood aside and turned her face away. Now it was Wang Xifeng's turn.

Later, Jia Lian sorted out his thoughts in the study, and then built the framework bit by bit according to the requirements of Emperor Chenghui. Some things are easy to say, but it is very difficult to form a set of truly feasible rules.

Fortunately, Jia Lian has rich experience in grassroots work, so he can do this job with ease.

At three o'clock in the morning, Ping'er whispered to one side, "Master, it's three o'clock, take a rest."

Seeing her eyes were drawn, Jia Lian smiled and put down his pen, saying, "Okay, take a rest."

When Ping Er came to fetch water to serve him, Jia Lian noticed that she was wearing thin clothes, which were vaguely visible when she moved. When he looked at her face, he saw that she had light makeup on, which was not obvious, which showed that she had carefully prepared it.

When Jia Lian stretched out his hand, Ping'er exclaimed, "It hasn't been washed yet."

Jia Lian, who was in high spirits, didn't care about that. He held her down and said, "We'll have to wash again later when we sweat."

Ping'er said again: "Door..." and then raised her hand to cover her mouth.

With a loud bang, thunder sounded outside the window, and then it rained for a while, intermittently all night long.

Jia Lian rested at home for a day before going out. Lin Yifu waited for a day at the residence arranged by Jia Lian. He thought he would have to wait a few more days, but unexpectedly Jia Lian asked someone to call him and he followed him out to Li Heng's place.

When standing outside the Prince's Mansion, Lin Yifu's legs felt a little weak. He knew that Jia Lian had a strong background, but he never expected that he didn't have to submit a visiting card in advance to come to the Prince's Mansion. And before long, Li Heng came out excitedly to greet him.

Jia Lian ignored Li Heng's enthusiasm and looked back: "Where is the Western vixen?"

(End of this chapter)