Red Mansion Jia Enhou

In the capital, Jia She began to read the letters sent from Jinling.

After seeing the news of Jia Ping's death, Jia She sighed silently.

As his elder sister, she should have the best life among his three half-sisters.

Xue Qiu was a person carefully selected by her and her aunt.

If you choose your own people, there will be two left.
Jia She sighed again and continued reading.

After finishing the reading, Jia She called Lin Zhixiao.

"Have you boarded the ship back to Beijing in Jinling?"

Lin Zhixiao shook his head silently.

"Not yet!"

"Mrs. Ping has already divorced Xue Qiu. She will return to the capital by sea. It will take at least half a month at the earliest."

"The steward sent by the master is now negotiating with the family to have Aunt Ping buried in our Jia family."

"What does the family say?"

Jia She continued to ask.

Lin Zhixiao sighed towards Jia She.

"The family is not so willing."

Jia She's eyebrows instantly frowned.

"Grandma Ping's name is not in our Jia family's genealogy. She wants to be buried in the Jia family's ancestral tomb in Jinling, so she needs to be included in the family tree."

"The master knows that those people in our family are all locusts."

"Without money, it's hard to get things done!"

This is just taking advantage of the fact that you are guarding the ancestral tomb and bullying others as a member of the same family.

Jia She's face looked a little dark.

Isn’t what he usually gives enough? He arranged no one to help at the ancestral grave.

"What did they say?"

Jia She continued to ask.

Lin Zhixiao told Jia She all the news he had received.

Jia She's face became darker and darker, which was because he ate too much.

What would the entire Jinling Jia family be without the two Dukes’ Mansions of Rong and Ning?
Now they are putting on airs with the Duke's Mansion of Rong and Ning. Is it because they give too much face in the past?

Jia She stood up and went to find Jia Jing with a gloomy face.

Since the Jinling Jia family doesn't want face, there is no need to give it to them.

They simply split the clan into two branches and didn't even want to give a piece of land. It was because they treated me too well.

Jia She went to find Jia Jing.

On the other side, in Jinling, the manager was negotiating with the people from Jinling Jia family.

A group of gray-haired old men sat on both sides.

Because the steward represented Jia She, he gave the man with a face a seat at the very end.

However, it is better not to sit here, because this is a family of jackals, tigers and leopards.

The manager's face was frighteningly dark, and a group of old fools were discussing angrily.

"Chief, a daughter who is married off is like spilled water. How can she be buried in her parents' home?"

"Do you still want the Feng Shui of our ancestral tomb?"

The elders of the Jinling Jia family were making a lot of noise. This was just for him to see.

What kind of bad feng shui is this? They are divorced, and the woman is from another family?
The manager, who couldn't stand it any longer, stood up and argued.

"My fellow elders, my Aunt Ping has already divorced. As a girl from the Jia family, can't she be buried in the Jia family's ancestral tomb?"

The head of the Jinling family, who was sitting at the top, had his eyes drooped and said nothing.

The steward, knowing what this meant, no longer wanted to talk, and simply stood up and took Xue Qin away.

Xue Qin stood still.

Looking at the elder of the Jia family in front of him, he knelt down.

"I beg the elders to give my mother a place to rest after she dies."

Xue Qin took the risk and knelt down, hitting her head on the ground, leaving a black bruise on her forehead.

The steward's eyes widened.

At this moment, Xue Qin had only one thought in her mind.

Her mother couldn't be a wandering ghost without even a place to be buried after her death.

However, the Jinling clan elder who was sitting there didn't even raise his eyelids and let Xue Qin knock down.

Even when Xue Qin's head was bleeding, he didn't show the slightest bit of emotion.

What a hard heart.

There is an unwritten rule in Rongguo Mansion and even in the entire Jia family, that is, the girls in the mansion are precious and cannot kneel down to others at will.

"Don't kowtow, cousin."

The manager couldn't bear to watch it anymore and pulled Xue Qin up.

You don't give enough things and you don't even give face to his master. What if you, a little girl, die of your crimes?

The steward pulled her, but the elders of the Jia family who were sitting high up in the seat were so arrogant that no one responded.

The steward sighed deeply.

"Cousin, get up quickly!"

Xue Qin looked up with red eyes, at the head of the Jinling Jia family who was sitting in the center.

The steward's eyes were also looking towards the head of the Jinling Jia family.

The head of the Jinling Jia family, who should have been fair and kind-hearted, half closed his eyes and refused to say a word.

There is no need to explain this attitude.

The steward pulled Xue Qin away by force.

"Miss cousin, please don't make a fuss. Master will take care of everything. Aunt Ping will have a place to stay."

Xue Qin's face turned very pale.

The steward tried to persuade Xue Qin, and tears began to fall from Xue Qin's eyes.

At this moment, she only hated herself for not being reborn as a man. Otherwise, she could have made a name for herself, and her mother wouldn't have said that she didn't even have a place to bury her, leaving no one to worship her in the future.

Xue Qin was pulled up.

The steward glanced at the old woman behind him.

"Help the lady quickly!"

The old woman quickly supported Xue Qin.

The steward took Xue Qin out of the Jia family's ancestral home in Jinling.

After going out, the manager continued to comfort Xue Qin.

"My cousin, please don't be sad any longer. The Jinling Jia family has long been corrupt and rotten to the core. Today, they refused to even give me this little face. I will punish them for you."

The steward comforted Xue Qin.

Xue Qin's eyes were red, and no one knew what was going on in her mind.

She wants to climb up, she wants to climb to a position where no one dares to mess with her.

"Miss Cousin!"

The steward pushed Xue Qin, who nodded woodenly.

The steward went back and wrote another letter to Jia She.

At this time, Jia She was discussing the division of the clan with Jia Jing. This time, the main family had really gone too far.

Although Jia She didn't talk about how much contribution he had made, how much he sent to his family every year?

Gifts are given every year.

This year, Jia She had filled in a lot of clan land.

Now you are not even willing to give him this little face, you are just looking for trouble.

Do you really think you are something important?
If you are unkind, don't blame Jia She for being unjust.

Without their relatives in the Rong and Ning mansions, their lives would only be better.

Jia She drove to Ningguo Mansion.

In Ningguo Mansion, Jia Jing is teaching Jia Zhen how to be an official.

Jia She pushed open the door of Jia Jing's study without any obstruction.

Being disturbed, Jia Jing subconsciously wanted to curse.

When he saw that it was the angry Jia She, Jia Jing changed his tone and started to speak in a sarcastic tone.

"Zhen'er, look carefully. Your uncle She's actions are a negative example for officials."

"You are doing things in a way that goes against his will. It is only a matter of time before you become the most powerful official in the government."

The corners of Jia Zhen's mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of doubt when he looked at Jia Jing.

Are you sure it's the other way around?
If he remembered correctly, this negative example had now reached a high position in the government and was a hotshot in front of the emperor.

"Brother Jing only knows how to ridicule me. Why don't you ask me why I'm so angry?"

Jia She put his legs on a low stool not far away, and he became extremely angry.

Jia Jing glanced at Jia She, who looked awkwardly sitting, and asked without hesitation, "Your old lady?"

Jia She glanced at Jia Jing and stood up angrily.

"Is my old lady the only one who can make me angry?" Of course not!
Jia Jing sighed in his heart, if it wasn’t your old lady, you wouldn’t come to see him.

Jia Jing was telling the truth. Although he had now filled the vacancy of Shaoqing of Dali Temple, it was not yet to the point where Jia She would ask him for help.

"Don't make me guess, just tell me!"

"The main family!"

Jia She sat down again.

Jia Jing frowned tightly, wondering what trouble had his family gotten into?

"Brother Jing, do you still remember my concubine sister who married to Jinling?"

Jia Jing nodded. Of course he remembered that.

We grew up together, how could he not remember it?
"What happened to Sister Ping in Jinling?"

Jia Jing followed Jia She's words and asked.

Jia She glanced at Jia Jing and spoke.

"He's dead. He was irritated to death by Xue Qiu, the man he married."

"When my sister died, Xue Qiu was marrying a concubine."

There was so much information that Jia Jing gasped.

"What's the matter?"

"I remember that Xue Qiu was just a branch of the Xue family. How dare he bully the young lady of Rongguo Mansion?"

Jia She glanced at Jia Jing.

At this glance, Jia Jing realized that he was asking the question even though he already knew the answer.

Jia Jing stopped talking about it.

He roughly knew what was going on. Since they were divorced, he naturally could not be buried in the Xue family's ancestral tomb.

As for those old guys in our family who are like locusts, they will definitely be buried in the ancestral tomb easily.

Thinking of this, Jia Jing, who had dealt with this group of people before, felt a flash of disgust in his heart. These people were just taking advantage of their seniority.

This is not the first time that they have taken advantage of the fact that they have no elders to rule and deliberately bully and make things difficult for others in order to gain benefits.

Jia Jing understood and spoke directly.

“This case really needs to be divided.”

Jia Jing's gaze drifted into the distance, and with one word, the matter of dividing the clan was decided.

This matter is easy to say, but also difficult to do.

Now, there are already people born in the Rong and Ning branches with the character "Cao" (Cao) as their surname.

Logically, after the fifth generation, the clan should be divided and a new ancestral tomb should be built.

The previous generation did not divide the property because they were concerned about the kindness of their family.

Now that they are so unreasonable, there is no need for this sect to reunite.

Jia Jing began to write a letter.

The steward took Xue Qin on the boat back to Shenjing.

On the boat, Xue Qin, dressed in plain clothes, lived with Jia Ping's coffin.

Xue Qin drifted on the river for half a month and sat for half a month until she saw Jia Ping's body, which was frozen in ice and somewhat decayed, but she still insisted on keeping vigil for Jia Ping.

However, at this time, Jia's mother also knew that the Rong and Ning branches were going to separate from the main family in Jinling. Jia's mother had no objection to this matter.

She had long since disliked the people from Jinling's family.

While eating the food from the Rongning State Mansion, he still doesn't appreciate the good things about the Rongning State Mansion.

Not to mention.
When Lady Jia remembered something, her eyes were filled with anger.

Grandmother Jia called the maid over and spoke directly to her.

Now the old women are Jia She's people, so they have to weigh all the orders given to them by Lady Jia. They will satisfy ordinary requests if possible, but they will have to weigh the matter again when it comes to some matters.

Now that Lady Jia wanted writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, the old woman could only go and get them with a frown.

The maid was brought in and placed in front of Lady Jia.

Grandmother Jia's eyes swept over the maids.

"Who among you can write?"

The old women looked at each other, and one of them stood up.

It was Liu Wu's wife. Before Liu Wu's wife sold herself because her family fell into poverty, her family ran a martial arts school. She learned to read and write for a few days and had no problem with it.

Liu Wu's wife stood up.

"Ma'am, I can!"

Grandmother Jia nodded faintly towards Liu Wu's wife.

"Please write me a letter."

Liu Wu's wife came over with something strange, and Grandmother Jia began to dictate.

This letter was written by Jia's mother to Shi Nai who was keeping vigil over his deceased father at the Shi family home in Jinling.

In the letter, Grandmother Jia first talked about how she was bullied when Jia Daishan died, and then talked about the separation of the Rong and Ning branches from the Jia family in Jinling.

The meaning of the letter was very clear. She hoped that Shi Nai could help her deal with the toothless Jia family of Jinling.

As the old saying goes, a tiger in dire straits is bullied by dogs. What’s more, the Jia family in Jinling is not a tiger. They are just parasites who rely on the Rong and Ning families to bully others.

Although Shi Nai didn't like Lady Jia, he could still fulfill simple requests like this one.

What's more, the Jinling Jia family is full of cases.

Taking care of them was also a way for him to show his performance in front of the emperor during his period of mourning.

This is really like wanting to destroy someone, one must first make him crazy.

The tolerance that the Rong and Ning factions had for them in the past had made them fearless.

So much so that Rongguo Mansion sent people to discuss with them, making them feel that they were begging them.

It is really hard to distinguish between the big and small kings.

But think about it, if the Jinling Jia family really had any smart people, how come they couldn't even produce a powerful figure?

Is it that the Rongning and Ning factions won’t help him?
Only Jia She and Jia Jing, who had participated in the event, knew how much Jia Daishan and Jia Daihua had exploited them in the past. However, they were not ambitious enough and used the resources of the two men to do whatever they wanted.

So much so that in the end it was completely abandoned, not to mention Jia Yuan and Jia Yin.

Jia Yuan and Jia Yin, the two ancestors of the Rong and Ning mansions, were originally from the Jinling Jia family. Needless to say, their support for the Jinling Jia family.

So many resources were invested, but not a single person made it from Nanjing to the imperial court.

It's just trash.

Those elders who survived were also useless.

It is better to leave a clan like this as soon as possible.

Now that Jia Ping's matter has been resolved, Jia Jing has been thinking about how to separate from his family over the years.

As soon as Jia Ping's incident happened, Jia Jing took the raft and used it.

And then Jia Zhen came back from his duty.

Under Jia Jing's order, Jia Zhen submitted a petition for leave overnight and was finally stuffed by Jia Jing onto a ship to Jinling.

Before leaving, Jia Jing patted Jia Zhen's shoulder earnestly.

"If you can't get back your ancestors' graves, you'll be beaten to death."

The threatened Jia Zhen looked at Jia Jing in a state of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Dad, this really shouldn't be the case!"

Jia Jing stood at the gate of Ningguo Mansion and raised his big palm.

Jia She, who came to see someone off, hastily handed Jia Lian to Jia Zhen.

"Take your second brother Lian with you!"

Jia Lian was a little confused. He had just come back and hadn't even sat down when Jia She dragged him over.

Jia Zhen was a little at a loss when he saw Jia Lian being stuffed into his hands.

"Uncle She, this is not necessary, right?"

"The Rong and Ning mansions are from the same branch. I will help you get them back."

"Brother Lian still needs to study, there is really no need for him to follow."

In Jia Zhen's eyes, Jia Lian is just a child, even if he has been with him for a while, he is still a child.

It's not convenient for him to follow such a big thing...

Jia Zhen didn't want Jia Lian to follow because he was afraid that Jia Lian would cause trouble.

Jia She looked at Jia Zhen with a gloomy look.

How can the affairs of our ancestors be interfered with by other people?

Although the Rong and Ning mansions were of the same origin, they had long since separated.

This is not the most important thing.
——It’s not that Jia She looks down on you, it’s just that you really can’t compare with Jia Lian, who is younger than you, in some things.

Jia She looked at Jia Jing.

Jia Jing coughed and slapped Jia Zhen on the head.

"If your uncle She asked you to take your brother Lian with you, then take him. Moving the ancestral grave is a big deal, how can you replace him?"

Jia Jing's words were very subtle and he didn't directly say that Jia Zhen was incompetent.

Jia Zhen felt a little aggrieved after being slapped.

Jia Lian blinked his big eyes and looked at Jia Zhen. Jia Zhen sighed and took Jia Lian to sit in the carriage. (End of this chapter)