Red Mansion: I am Jia Lian

Chapter 74: Pay filial piety

Along the way there were funeral sheds being built, and people kneeling on the roadside crying in mourning. As far as the length of this spiritual shed is concerned, it must be three to five hundred meters. If the construction continues at this rate, the street where the Beijing Palace is located will not be able to accommodate it, and it will have to continue to extend outwards.

The carriage had to stop when it was far away and walk inside. The excitement along the way was really lively. Those who knelt on the ground and cried in mourning were not sure whether they were sad or not. Their voices were so loud that it made Jia Lian's head hurt. When approaching the palace, Jia Lian saw the memorial tent built by Jia's mansion. Not only the Rongguo mansion, but also people from the Ningguo mansion were nearby. Lai Da Lai Sheng was there, directing his subordinates to be busy.

Lai Da is really up to something. He has very sharp eyes. When he saw Jia Lian, he immediately ran up to greet him and said, "I would like to say hello to Mr. Lian." Lai Da's son Lai Shangrong is his weak point. Last time After being threatened by Jia Lian, Lai Da did not dare to neglect the etiquette every time he saw Jia Lian.

In contrast, Lai Sheng was not so anxious. He came over and greeted him politely, but he couldn't find fault with him.

In Jia Lian's mind, these two brothers were fat pigs raised by the Jia family for him. They would be operated on when Jia Lian became the head of the family.

"Well, go ahead and get busy." Jia Lian was still lukewarm. There was no possibility of the two brothers getting over each other, so there was no need to be polite.

Several huge mourning tents at the entrance of the palace were almost ready. There were monks chanting sutras, Taoist priests performing rituals, and various drummers. Apart from anything else, the atmosphere was set up, making it look like a happy funeral.

The young prince, whom he had not seen last time, was dressed in filial piety. At this moment, he walked out of the side door to greet him. He knelt down on one knee without hesitation and said, "On behalf of my father, I have thanked Brother Lian for sending me off."

Jia Lian quickly supported his shoulders to prevent him from kneeling down, and kept saying: "My condolences, the filial piety of the young prince is moved by heaven and earth. The heroic spirit of the prince is not far away, and he will surely protect the health of everyone in the Beijing palace. If the young prince has any trouble, Chi, Lian will not refuse."

After some procedures, the young prince Shui Rong led Jia Lian inside. The mourning hall was in the middle hall. The widows, women and children of the palace knelt in two rows, and behind them were monks and Taoist priests doing their business. Jia Lian stepped forward to take the incense, first offered it, then kowtowed, and said: "Jia Lian, my junior, is here to see the prince off. May you have a good journey."

The young prince brought a bunch of family members to thank him, and Jia Lian bowed in response. The women and children on both sides burst into tears again, and some excited people repeatedly shouted: "Your Majesty, please slow down, I will go with you." Everyone on the side quickly stopped him. The woman who wanted to hit the coffin avoided making the ground bloody.

Jia Lian watched the excitement with a solemn expression, but secretly murmured in his heart, why did he pull her?

Jia Lian, who was secretly annoyed that the play was not a success, was led to the west wing of the front yard, where a group of guests were drinking tea and talking. As soon as he entered, he saw Jia She and Jia Zhen, but no one from the second room.

Jia She was sitting inside, and Jia Lian came forward to see the guests. Jia She pointed to a group of guests and said, "These are all elders who have seen each other for many years. You must not lose your etiquette." Jia Lian hurriedly saw the prince of Nan'an County and others one by one. .

After the ceremony was over, Jia Lian stood quietly behind Jia She, ignoring Jia Rong's flirtatious eyes, and listened to the others talking.

The content is nothing more than that it is a pity that the prince of Beijing passed away after his destiny. No one mentioned how the old prince left.

Jia Lian was full of curiosity about this, but he couldn't eat more melons. He couldn't help but secretly cursed in his heart. These old guys were so tight-lipped, so what if they said a few words? Why not eat such a delicious melon? It makes me anxious.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Jia She told Jia Lian: "You stay here today, and the second room will come to replace you tomorrow."

Of course Jia Lian didn't want to, but he had no choice but to stay here. Before the first seven days, someone from the Jia family must be here. Jia Zhen also came to explain: "Brother Rong, you also stay with Uncle Lian."

Jia Rong agreed with a bitter look on her face. After Jia She and Jia Zhen left hand in hand, everyone in the room left one after another, leaving behind a group of second-generation people who were originally just standing and obedient.

After the elders left, the seriousness on the faces of the second generation became much lighter. Originally they could only stand, but now they can sit.

The three princes of Dongping, Nan'an and Xining sit in the middle. Coincidentally, the three of them are of the same age, all in their twenties, obviously a few years older than the other second generations. The three of them were the centerpiece, and soon the second generation also came to greet each other and started chatting.

Jia Lian followed the crowd quietly. After clasping hands and being polite, he returned to the chair and sat down.

Jia Rong was following closely. After returning to his seat and sitting down, Jia Rong came closer and whispered: "Second Uncle Lian, my nephew heard that the death of Prince Beijing was quite strange."

Jia Lian's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted in a very low tone: "Shut up, if you talk nonsense again, you'll break your mouth."

Jia Rongdun made a frustrated expression and lowered his hands in silence. Jia Lian saw this and said, "Stay here tonight and don't chew your tongue."

If it were anyone else, Jia Rong would naturally be unconvinced, but this is Jia Lian, who is really doing it for his own good. Jia Rong lowered his head in response.

When Prince Yi Qian saw his uncle and nephew biting each other, Prince Dongping said, "What are you talking about privately? Let's listen to it." After hearing this, Jia Lian's face darkened slightly, and he secretly thought that this guy had bad intentions.

Immediately he replied rudely: "Since it is a private conversation, it is not worthy of speaking to outsiders. The prince has a noble status, but he also likes to pry into other people's privacy?" This sentence made the prince, who was a few years older, turn purple and raised his fingers. He pointed at Jia Lian and sneered: "Very good! You are very good. I will remember you."

Jia Lian clasped his hands without changing his expression: "Thank you!" Prince Dongping was even more annoyed, "Am I praising you?"

Having never fought before, Prince Dongping turned his head and snorted coldly.

The prince of Nan'an County quickly said a few words to smooth things over, while the prince of Xining watched the show and ate melon with a smile on his face.

Jia Lian couldn't figure out why he was targeted by the prince of Dongping, but as a noble son, he must protect the face of the Jia family. There is absolutely no way to show weakness in this kind of thing. Otherwise, the Jia family will lose face and will be scolded later.

After a small incident, Jia Lian seemed to be a plague carrier, and no one talked to Jia Lian anymore.

Jia Lian remained calm and stayed like this until after dinner, when he got up to go to the toilet, and was led by servants from the palace.

After the convenience was over, when the maid brought hot water from the copper basin to wash her hands, the water from outside the screen melted in. With a serious look on her face, she clasped her hands and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Lian, for protecting the Prince's Palace in Beijing. You are so polite."

What's going on? Jia Lian didn't understand in his heart, but he was not slow with his hands. He quickly clasped his hands and returned the gift: "Your Majesty, you're welcome!"

Jia Lian, who didn't understand the truth, didn't dare to talk nonsense, as long as he was polite and polite.

Shui Rong seemed to have lost his mind and said with a smile: "There are still things outside, I'll go out first."

Jia Lian was confused, silently pondering various possibilities in his heart. Wasn't the Crown Prince of Dongping County targeting him, but deliberately causing trouble? This Nima family is having a funeral.

In any case, Jia Lian labeled Prince Dongping's family as untouchable. This family is really not a thing. Jia Lian, who returned to the West Chamber, discovered a change. Among the three princes, only one prince, the prince of Nan'an County, was left.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that no one talks to Jia Lian, as if no one knows him.

Jia Rong wanted to talk, but it was quite uncomfortable to hold back, but Jia Lian ignored him.

Just sitting there with his eyes closed, Jia Lian silently reviewed the situation in his mind. By midnight, there were not many people in the house. There were only three or two kittens, all children of families with low titles.

After getting up and walking a few steps to stretch his muscles, Jia Lian returned to the chair and sat down with his eyes closed to relax.

If you don't speak, you won't make mistakes. Jia Lian knows this very well. Next to him, Jia Rong curled up in a chair and fell asleep. The child was very tired.

After a while, the maid in the palace brought a midnight snack, and after eating a bowl of sweet rice wine, Jia Lian finally felt sleepy.

A pretty maid asked in a low voice next to her: "Second Master Lian, are you looking for a place to sleep?"

Jia Lian asked in return: "Where are the others waiting?" The maid did not answer, but looked at him with a pair of talking eyes.

The case was solved, and the grandsons went to bed, maybe with the maid to sleep with them.

"I can just sit here, I don't need anyone to wait on me." Jia Lian rejected the maid's kindness, and the maid smiled slightly disappointedly: "I'll go down first. Second Master, if you need anything, you can ask someone to say hello."

Jia Lian didn't even ask her name. All he could think about was the young prince of Beijing Palace. He was really an amazing person.

At a young age, his skills are already good. The palace is obviously holding a funeral, but it can still prepare maids for these second generations.

Forget it, don't think about it too much. This is the private matter of the Beijing Palace. These second generations can mess around, but Jia Lian can't mess around.

After sitting there all night, Jia Lian finally leaned on the chair and fell asleep for a while. When he woke up, it was already dawn.

Judging from the sky, it was already around eight o'clock in the morning.

Last night, the maid and her servants brought water in to help Jia Lian and others wash up. There were only six or seven second-generation people present, and they also had no intention of talking to Jia Lian. This shows the majesty of Prince Dongping’s family.

After Jia Lian and Jia Rong washed up, they ate the breakfast brought by the servants. While they were drinking tea, Shuirong came in accompanied by Jia Zheng and Jia Zhu.

When Jia Lian saw them, he quickly stood up to greet them. Jia Zheng looked at the second-generation people in the hall and said nothing, but his expression was very disdainful. He nodded with satisfaction to Jia Lian and said, "Brother Lian, thank you for your hard work. Let's go back and rest."

Shui Rong saw him off in person, and after thanking him repeatedly, Jia Lian and Jia Rong returned home together. After getting on the carriage, Jia Rong couldn't help but ask: "Second Uncle Lian, why is it that everyone else is talking about the death of the old prince, but I can't say it?"

Jia Lian asked back: "Who is spreading it? Where did you hear it? What are they spreading?"

When Jia Rong heard this, he immediately became energetic and said in a low voice with great joy: "Yesterday I came first and heard servants from several families spreading the news that the old prince died of a horse wind. Also, I got up early to go to the toilet. , I heard some people in the prince's palace talking, saying that the prince and his wife hated those vixens so much that they would not let them cry, and even asked them to accompany the guests. Last night, everyone who stayed at the prince's house had someone to accompany them."

Jia Lian was silent after hearing this. There were at least dozens of second-generation people left last night. How could there be so many vixens among so many people?

No, things were not what Jia Rong said. Jia Lian asked again: "How did the prince of Dongping County leave last night?"

"Hey, this, the prince of Xining took him to have a drink. The two of them took four or five people away together. They also asked the servants of the Prince of Beijing to make arrangements and wait on him. I didn't see him after that. ”

When Jia Lian heard this, he probably had a vague idea in his mind. Not every second generation has someone to accompany him. It depends on whether it is valuable. For example, if Jia Lian agreed to the maid last night, he would probably have someone to accompany him. It's just that the handle has been dropped. If someone comes out and talks about it one day, Jia Lian's reputation will be ruined.

It's really ugly to ask a maid to sleep with you on a night of mourning.

The Jia family left people to help with the vigil, mainly to show their support for King Beijing. But Jia She did not stay, but kept Jia Lian. This was another approach that left room for leeway, or it was a common practice.

The Prince of Dongping County and the Prince of Xining knew what was going on, so they asked people to prepare a banquet and invited acquaintances to have a banquet. It was considered a night watch, which gave the Beijing Prince's Palace face, and they did not dig a hole in the water.

These people are really ah, none of them are simple.

"The rumors spread by the servants are just because they don't understand the rules, and they have to be controlled by the people in the palace. Are you a servant? How can you compare yourself to the servants? Look at the princes, who mentioned Beijing? What's the cause of the prince's death? Just wait and see. It's not necessary to wait until the first seven days are over before things need to be sorted out in the palace."

Unfortunately, what Jia Lian said was true. In fact, the purge started in the palace last night, but it was just done in the backyard. Dozens of people were killed and buried directly in the back garden as fertilizer. These things are not enough for outsiders to understand.

"Is it true? I will ask carefully later." Jia Rongxin believed it, but she was still very gossipy.

After returning home, Jia She got up, and Jia Lian went to say hello. After mentioning what happened last night, Jia She looked at Jia Lian in surprise and said, "This kind of thing is not unusual. The princes are not fools. It is impossible for them to do this." There is nonsense in the prince's palace. There are many prepared rooms in the house next to the prince's palace, so you can do anything without delaying your work. If you go to sleep, you should go there. "

When Jia Lian heard this, he realized that he had a villain's heart. He immediately asked about the prince of Dongping County. Jia She showed a dissatisfied expression and said: "I asked you to move around more, but you just refused. The relationship between the prince of Dongping County and The two princes of Xining were in-laws. At first, several princes were vying for the leadership. Your grandfather and the King of Beijing were close friends, so they naturally took the side of the King of Beijing, which greatly increased the reputation of the Beijing Palace. As a result, the East and West two The relationship between the county prince and the Jia family is naturally normal."

When Jia Lian heard this, he finally understood, so he asked again: "So, the prince of Dongping County did it on purpose last night?"

Jia She sneered and said: "Isn't this obvious? Once a quarrel breaks out, the blame for the trouble will naturally be placed on you. He is deliberately irritating you to make the Beijing Palace look bad. But you don't have to think too much, Si The bastard is advancing and retreating at the same time. At most, it is just a nonsense between you and the juniors. If something really happens, you still have to have the respect you deserve. But that little prince, you need to be more careful."

Guard against what? Jia Lian couldn't help but shudder when he thought about what happened between Jia Baoyu and King Beijing.

(End of this chapter)