Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 49 Preparing for Funerals
  Youshi was startled.

She didn't expect that Jia Rong would dare to reach out!

After living in Ningguo Mansion for many years, her husband Jia Zhen is not taboo about meat and vegetables. What Youshi has heard and seen is far beyond the ordinary women.

How come there are fewer "nasty things" in our family?

Even though she had never experienced anything like this, she had vaguely heard of it.

But she didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen to her. She is Jia Rong's stepmother, how dare he? !

Moreover, the master is lying on the bed.

This bastard!

Youshi was trembling all over, with grief and anger in her eyes. Wanting to refuse, I deliberately turned my face and spat thick phlegm into his face, scolding him. But Youshi is a soft-tempered person and has doubts in his mind.

"I don't have any heirs, just a step-in-law. If the master can't survive this, Brother Rong will inherit the huge Ningguo Mansion from now on. How dare I offend him? Do I want to live in the future? "

It is precisely because of this mentality that You Shirao knew that as Jia Rong's stepmother, she should not let him be so bold, but she did not dare to resist.

And this "hinted" Jia Rong.

"what?"

Jia Rong's eyes lit up.

Youshi's "obedience" made all his nervousness and fear dissipate. Instead, there was a sense of taboo excitement and the pleasure of conquering Youshi.

It turns out that the grandma in charge of Ningguo Mansion didn’t dare to resist in front of him, right?
  Fun, really fun!
  It was as if Jia Rong had "met" Youshi for the first time, and she actually started to explore with peace of mind. The movements became bolder and bolder, gradually sliding down from the shoulders.

In an instant, Youshi was shocked.

Youshi endured the "humiliation" and just wanted to drink the soup in the bowl to Jia Zhen, looking for a reason to send Jia Rong away.

Or, hurry up and come and break this embarrassing situation!
  "Silver Butterfly!"

Finally, it is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others.

He didn't wait for the "big savior", but silently speeded up the medicine feeding, feeding half a bowl of 'ephedra soup' to Jia Zhen one spoon at a time.

Then, she shouted deliberately.

Sure enough, as she called, Jia Rong's big hand retracted instantly.

"Mrs."

Yindie came up, and You handed the jade bowl to Yindie. He made a gesture to stand up again.

Helpless, Jia Rong had no choice but to withdraw from the bed.

Youshi slowly stood up from the low stool in front of the bed and walked out of the bed.

Walking into the hall, under the "care" of the girls, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt safe. Then she clenched her fists, took a deep breath, raised her face to look at Jia Rong, her eyes showed a calmness, and took out With the attitude of "the wife of the house", she commanded majestically:

"I'm taking care of you here. Brother Rong, please go outside to greet the Royal Physician. Otherwise, when people come, they say we don't know the etiquette."

Jia Rong smiled and looked at Youshi pretending to be calm, but did not try to expose her.

"it is good."

Jia Rong smiled and nodded, then turned and walked away.

He was not sloppy at all, nor did he deliberately bother to stay.

Jia Rong's "happy" departure made Youshi secretly relieved. Then he looked at his leaving back with complicated eyes and reorganized his thoughts.

What happened today shocked her greatly.

But it also gave rise to greater worries.

I passed this test by chance today, what should I do next?

She wants to live in Ning Mansion. If the master is really not well, how will she face Jia Rong? Can she escape?
  If we can't escape, how will this matter develop and how will it be covered up?

"Alas..."     For no reason, Youshi's face turned gloomy, he actually pinched the brocade handkerchief and sighed secretly.

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  Ning Mansion sent chariots and horses.

I went to the Imperial Hospital early in the morning and wrote a message to Wang Jiren. Wang Jiren was also happy, asked Shangguan for leave, and took a horse and carriage to Ning Mansion.

"Doctor Wang, please come in quickly."

Wang Jiren got out of the carriage wearing a sixth-grade uniform and carrying a medicine box. When Jia Rong saw him, he quickly stepped forward to greet him and eagerly asked him to go inside.

"Don't worry, uncle, what's the secret?" Wang Jiren was well-dressed and looked very elegant. Although his steps were fast, he was calm and calm. He asked Jia Zhen's condition with clear eyes.

"Ai."

Jia Rong sighed and said, "After all, it's still because of me."

Facing Wang Jiren's surprised look, Jia Rong revealed the reason: "Yesterday, during the Six-Day Festival in June, at the invitation of Prince Mu of the Prince of Dongping County, I was lucky enough to win the title of Archery Master at the garden party at his residence. So he announced that he would be the leader of archery at the Taiping Tower. I invite you, brothers and sisters, to be stubborn."

Wang Jiren was shocked!
  He didn't know about this. He originally thought that Jia Rong was an unsatisfactory playboy, but it was incredible that he could win the first prize at the garden party.

Then, I heard Jia Rong say: "Your Excellency and several elders of the clan are also at the dinner. Unexpectedly, it snowed in the evening and the temperature dropped sharply. We are all wearing summer clothes. Maybe we caught a cold on the way. "Feng, I came back and took a shower, and my body started to feel hot. Now my whole body is as hot as fire, my eyes are closed tightly, and I can't recognize anyone."

While on the road, Wang Jiren learned the whole story from the mouth of the bearer.

At this moment, after listening to Jia Rong explain the reason in detail, he asked again: "Can I use medicine?"

"I took a 'Cold Water Golden Pill' and a dose of 'Ephedra Decoction', but it didn't help much. Now I just have to wait for the good hand of the Prime Minister to bring me back to life."

Wang Jiren nodded first, then looked solemn and said in a deep voice:

"Brother, you have to be mentally prepared. If it is the ordinary cool breeze that fills your stomach, it doesn't matter. It's just that Your Excellency is in a special situation. Places like the Taiping Tower consume people's energy and blood. The old Master is getting older again. The kidney water is insufficient. If you are agitated by the cold wind, the situation may not be good."

Wang Jiren looked solemn and gave Jia Rong a vaccination first.

"Please rest assured, Prime Minister, to help." Jia Rong sighed, "To be honest, I have already predicted it in my heart. But as a son of a man, how can I sit idly by and ignore his loving father who is seriously ill? I just do my best and obey fate."

"Brother, it's good if you can figure it out." Wang Jiren nodded and his expression softened slightly.

While talking, the two walked through the inner hall and entered Ning'an Hall. The female family members in the hall had already heard the news and hid behind the screen early.

After entering the inner house, Wang Jiren also had a respectful attitude. He always looked down at the ground and did not dare to look around for fear of causing criticism from others and dissatisfaction with Jia Rong.

Entering the ear room, Jia Rong asked Wang Jiren to come forward to diagnose the disease.

Wang Jiren entered the Babu bed, only glanced inside, and his expression suddenly changed.

On the way here, he thought about Jia Zhen very seriously.

But I didn't expect it to be so serious.

"How about it, Great Chancellor?"

Jia Rong asked.

"Not too optimistic, let me check her pulse." Wang Jiren looked solemn, shook his head to adjust the pulse, took Jia Zhen's pulse and started to listen.

After a while, he finished diagnosing the pulse, exited the bed, walked to Jia Rong, shook his head and said:
  "It's not good! As I expected, the water in your kidneys has dried up, and the cold poison has spread to your internal organs. There is no cure."

Jia Rong looked pale and had tears in her eyes.

And behind a red sandalwood landscape screen inlaid with wenge wood, sobbing could be heard. Apparently You also heard this and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Great Prime Minister, is there nothing else we can do?"

Jia Rong asked.

"Alas, please give me my condolences, Uncle Rong! Birth, old age, illness and death are all determined by fate. This is also the end of your Lord's destiny. How can human power be restored?"

Wang Jiren shook his head and sighed, and said something that made the daughter behind the screen burst into tears.

"Get ready for the funeral."

(End of this chapter)