Red Mansion Jia Enhou

"it is good!"

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. Brother Lian promised, so he must keep his word."

"I'm going to find my dad now."

Jia Lian felt like Xue Pan was plotting against him.

"Second Brother Lian shouldn't have agreed to this."

Jia Zhen spoke.

Jia Lian frowned, and Jia Zhen understood what he saw from the side.

That kid is almost certain to go to Beijing.

Uncle Xue may look simple, but he is actually a ruthless and courageous man.

He might not feel at ease if Xue Pan went alone, but if Jia Lian took him with him, he would have nothing to worry about.

It is not even certain that he can hand his son over to Jia Lian.

"Why?"

Jia Lian looked at Jia Zhen and asked with a frown.

Jia Zhen shook his head, smiled and said nothing.

What seems ordinary to you may be something that other people cannot even ask for.

However, this was just as Jia Zhen had expected. Xue Pan trotted back to find Aunt Xue and Uncle Xue.

"Dad, I want to go to Shenjing."

"Brother Lian promised me that as long as I could get your consent, you would take me there."

"I'm going to Shenjing!"

Xue Pan threw a tantrum and wanted to go.

Aunt Xue felt sorry for her son and didn't want to do that.

Uncle Xue is willing to do so.

"Go if you want to!"

Uncle Xue agreed, and Xue Pan looked at Uncle Xue with shining eyes.

"Dad really agrees?"

Uncle Xue nodded.

"We in the Xue family have been all over the country. You should go out and see the world when you are old enough."

"Great!"

Xue Pan's face was full of excitement and he burst into laughter with joy.

"Dad is so nice."

Uncle Xue looked at Xue Pan with a smile.

Aunt Xue looked at Uncle Xue anxiously and timidly.

"Master, the situation in Shenjing is complicated. Can you let Pan'er go to Shenjing by herself?"

Uncle Xue glanced at Aunt Xue.

"No, you'll accompany me?"

Uncle Xue is really not in a good mood towards Aunt Xue right now.

Aunt Xue knew she was in the wrong and buried her head.

"I'm just worried about Pan'er. The situation in Shenjing is complicated."

"The Zhen family moved to Shenjing. The master offended the Zhen family severely because of helping Lin Ruhai."

"Isn't it a bit too inconsiderate to let Pan'er go like this?"

Aunt Xue expressed her worries.

Uncle Xue also fell into deep thought.

It's not that he didn't consider the Zhen family, but Xue Pan
Uncle Xue looked at Xue Pan.

Xue Pan is eight years old now, but he still acts like a child who has not grown up.

Apart from other things, other people at the age of seven or eight already know how to help their families socialize, but he...
Uncle Xue thought of Xue Pan and his servants showing off their power and domineering in the village.

It would have been fine if he hadn't encountered a tough opponent. If he had, I'm afraid his life would be in danger.

Parents who love their children should remember this deeply.

It would be good for him to go to the capital, since the Rongguo Mansion will help keep an eye on him anyway.

It is a good thing to let him suffer a little, so that he won't stay in Jinling and become arrogant and self-destructive.

"Don't worry about it."

Uncle Xue waved at Aunt Xue.

"How can I ignore this?"

"I'm just such a son."

Aunt Xue could not hide her worry about Xue Pan on her face. The Wang family had been executed for collaborating with the enemy.

Her brother has not been arrested yet.

Xue Pan, who has half royal blood, will only be bullied if he goes to Shenjing.

Aunt Xue looked at Uncle Xue with grievance.

Uncle Xue’s brows were furrowed.

"Pan'er has grown up. The Xue family will be handed over to him sooner or later."

"What needs to be faced must be faced sooner or later."

"Now he wants to go to Shenjing, just let him go."

"You don't want him to go, do you want him to stay in this little Jinling nest for the rest of his life?"

Uncle Xue’s eyes were like a bottomless pit.

Aunt Xue looked at Xue Pan with tears in her eyes.

Finally, he hugged Xue Pan in his arms.

"My son, it is mother who has caused you trouble."

Aunt Xue cried bitterly while hugging Xue Pan and patting his back.

Although Xue Pan was young and immature, he could clearly feel the recent changes in his mother.

"Don't worry, mom. I'm going to Shenjing to do something important. I won't cause you any trouble. Just trust me!"

Xue Pan spoke silently to comfort Aunt Xue.

Aunt Xue let go of Xue Pan and wiped her tears again.

"You don't understand, my son."

Xue Pan's face was wrinkled like a bun. What don't I understand?
"do not Cry!"

Uncle Xue sighed deeply and moved his lips slightly, stopping Aunt Xue who was about to speak.

"Pan'er's going to Shenjing has been decided. If you are worried, I can write another letter to my cousin and ask him to help take care of her."

"What's the point of you crying here?"

Uncle Xue spoke impatiently.

He is really fed up, crying every day and every night. Why can't he cheer up a little?
"master."

Aunt Xue cried a little softer.

Uncle Xue called Xue Pan over.

"Pan'er, Shenjing is not Jinling. In Jinling, you can rely on your family's influence to show off your power outside."

"It's different in Shenjing. There are many families in Shenjing that are stronger than our Xue family."

"You must listen to your Second Brother Lian. If your Second Brother Lian tells you to go east, you must not go west. If your Second Brother Lian tells you to kill a chicken, you must not chase away a dog."

"Only if you listen to your father can you live a good life."

Uncle Xue touched Xue Pan's head and spoke deeply.

Xue Pan nodded heavily towards Uncle Xue with a serious expression.

"I know this truth, Dad!"

"It's good to know!"

The Xue family was able to revive under his leadership thanks to his courage and good vision.

Since the Zhen family was strong, he avoided their attack and moved the Xue family's business to the western region of Liaodong.

If it weren't for this courage and ability, the Xue family would have been eaten to the bone.

"Pan'er has grown up. Go to the Shi family tomorrow and talk to your second brother Lian!"

Xue Pan nodded.

Jia Lian and Jia Zhen have already left Xue's house.

Instead of returning to Shi's house, the two found a teahouse, sat down, and ordered a pot of tea together.

Listen to the storyteller from Jinling telling interesting stories about Jinling.

Jia Lian and Jia Zhen chatted idly.

Soon Jia Lian was attracted by the Gusu Hulu Temple case told by the storyteller.

Until a monk and a Taoist appeared.

Jia Lian stood up in shock.

The people in the teahouse were fascinated by this mysterious thing.

Jia Lian's sudden standing up caused dissatisfaction among the people behind him.

The storyteller who was telling the story was also attracted by Jia Lian.

"Is there something wrong with this young master?"

The storyteller noticed the dissatisfaction in the back row, so in order to appease them, he stopped telling the story and asked Jia Lian impolitely.

Jia Lian glanced at the people behind him and quickly sat down.

The storyteller continued with his story.

Jia Lian’s frown deepened.

Jia Zhen pushed Jia Lian.

"Brother Lian, what's wrong with you?"

Jia Zhen asked Jia Lian, and Jia Lian spoke with a frown.

"Do you still remember that a monk and a Taoist priest came to our house?"

Jia Zhen was lost in thought as he thought about Jia Lian's words.

"There are only one monk and one Taoist in our family?"

Jia Zhen tried hard to search his mind for memories of the monk and the Taoist priest.

But there is none at all!
At that time, Uncle Zhen lived a carefree life and never cared about household affairs.

Jia Lian looked at Jia Zhen's confused expression, took a deep breath, and continued speaking.

"The monk and the Taoist priest looked exactly like what the storyteller described."

"But they were all executed."

"Why are you here again?"

Jia Lian's words did not avoid those who were listening to the story.

There were sounds of people gasping in shock in the teahouse.

The storyteller's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction at the whispering of Jia Lian and Jia Zhen.

"If you two have anything to say, please go outside and don't disturb the guests who are listening to the book in this room."

The storyteller's dissatisfaction with Jia Lian and Jia Zhen reached its peak.

Are these two people here to cause trouble?

He first stood up for no apparent reason, causing dissatisfaction among the guests behind him.

Then they whispered again.

The storyteller felt struck; no one was paying attention to the story he was telling.

The storyteller was filled with frustration.

Jia Lian took out two silver ingots and placed them on the table.

"You continue with your story."

Jia Lian's face was full of seriousness.

Although Jinling is wealthy, there are not many guests as generous as Jia Lian.

With the money, the storyteller shut up.

"Let's continue!"

The storyteller opened and closed the fan in his hand, and the clappers in his hand sounded continuously.

The attention of the people in the teahouse fell on the storyteller again.

"It's strange to say that just after Yinglian was abducted, the Hulu Temple caught fire. The fire was so big that it burned directly to Zhen Yuanwai's house."

"Mr. Zhen is pitiful. He has been doing good deeds all his life, and finally had a daughter in his old age."

"Not only is my daughter missing, but our house has been burned to the ground!"

This looks like murder no matter how you look at it.

Since Hulu Temple is a temple, it means there are many novice monks in it.

And this is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, so the fire cannot be that serious.

Jia Lian's expression became more and more serious.

After everyone in the teahouse left, Jia Lian took Jia Zhen to the back of the teahouse.

The storyteller was thinking about Jia Lian's tip and his face was full of smiles.

"Mr. Li is looking good today!"

"So-so!"

The storyteller threw a dozen copper coins to the servant as a reward.

The servant bared his teeth instantly.

"Mr. Generous!"

The storyteller nodded slightly and pointed to his mouth, signaling him not to talk about what happened today.

The servant understood and shut up.

"My two lords, you can't just come in here!"

Jia Lian and Jia Zhen were stopped in front of the backstage.

Jia Lian glanced at the servant who was stopping the man and didn't take him seriously at all.

Another silver nude was thrown out.

The servant was busy picking up the money and had no time to care about Jia Lian and the other person.

Jia Lian and Jia Zhen walked in.

When he saw Jia Lian and Jia Zhen, the storyteller's eyes flashed with shock.

I stood up subconsciously.

Jia Lian grabbed the storyteller and held him down.

"Did you make up that story just now?"

Jia Zhen took out a token.

Li Buping took a look and immediately became obedient.

"I wonder what you two gentlemen want to know?"

"The lame monk and the lame Taoist priest, what's going on with these two people?"

Generally speaking, these people from all walks of life are the most informed.

Li Buping looked Jia Lian and Jia Zhen up and down.

"I wonder what the two gentlemen are?"

Li Buping carefully asked Jia Lian and Jia Zhen about their identities.

Jia Lian and Jia Zhen looked at each other and said without hiding anything: "Rongning Mansion!"

After hearing these three words, Li Buping was shocked again.

How could this master who just returned from the Rong and Ning mansions come to listen to his storytelling? Li Buping stood up seriously in an instant.

"Hello, gentlemen!"

"I wonder why you two want to know about this monk and Taoist priest?"

Jia Lian looked at Jia Zhen again.

"Because they are both dead!"

Li Buping was stunned.

'dead?'

What kind of strange name is this?
"Please let me know, sirs."

Jia Lian glanced at Li Buping and told him about a monk and a Taoist priest who were arrested and imprisoned in the capital to be executed.

But now there is one more monk and one more Taoist priest.

Li Buping suddenly realized.

"I know what I want to know."

"But I can't say these. If I say them, I will be retaliated against."

"Please spare my life."

Li Buping spoke humbly.

He really didn't dare to offend that group of people.

Jia Lian's brows furrowed more and more tightly. He felt that this matter was a little bit uneasy.

"Then can you tell me why those people came to the Zhen family?"

"So you set fire to the house to vent your anger because you couldn't get it?"

Li Buping smiled at Jia Lian.

"Everything is in this story. Zhen Shiyin's little daughter was the one they prayed to Buddha for many years. When people saw the mole between the little girl's eyebrows, they all said she was the reincarnation of Bodhisattva."

"I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves thinking about it. Being too special is not good. I really can't say the rest."

"I will figure it out myself!"

Li Buping wanted to leave, but was stopped by Jia Lian from behind.

"Wait a minute, I have something else to ask."

"Since you said you can't afford to offend that group of people, it means you are familiar with them. Let me ask you one last question."

"Why did that group of people come to Rongguo Mansion?"

"What is there in Rongguo Mansion that is worth their attention?"

Jia Lian continued to ask.

Li Buping looked embarrassed. What should he say?
"I can only reveal that they have been to more than just Rongguo Mansion."

Jia Lian was silent.

Li Buping left.

In short, the Rongguo Mansion was fooled?
The corners of Jia Lian's mouth twitched.

Jia Lian's face felt a little hot.

"Let's go, Brother Lian?"

Jia Lian nodded and returned to Shi's house with Jia Zhen.

Shi Nai was waiting for Jia Lian and Jia Zhen at home when he saw them come back.

Shi Nai asked the two about the situation with concern.

Jia Lian was talking to Shi Nai about the monk and the Taoist priest that he had learned from Li Buping today.

Shi Nai's expression turned serious.

"This matter is not that simple. Lian'er, you and Zhen'er should stay at home recently and don't go out."

Shi Nai looked at Jia Lian and said.

Jia Lian had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Second uncle suspects that Big Brother Zhen and I are being targeted?"

Shi Nai nodded.

"If it's really as the storyteller said, then this is a fairly large organization."

"You acted strangely in front of so many people. They might have known about it."

"If you don't believe me, Lian'er, just send someone to keep an eye on it tomorrow. There will definitely be someone watching the front door of our house."

Jia Lian had no doubt about Shi Nai's words because he thought the same way.

He also brought it up in the teahouse on purpose.

The purpose is to alert people.

Shi Nai began to write memorials about Nanjing to the capital.

Although Shi Nai came back to observe mourning, he still had a job in secret.

After writing the memorial, Shi Nai passed through the secret passage built by the Shi family and arrived at an underground secret room that connected the inside and the outside.

Inside the secret room are secret guards arranged by the emperor in Jinling.

When he met the head of the secret guards, Shi Nai handed the written memorial to him.

For several days, Jia Lian and Jia Zhen did not leave the Shi family.

Showing a calm appearance.

Rongguo Mansion,
Jia She has already told Jia Ling about Jia Chengfeng's identity.

Soon, news about Jia Chengfeng's background spread throughout the Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Chengfeng's life continued as usual, except that he was occasionally brought into the palace.

In addition, the person sent by Mrs. Xing to visit Granny Liu's house arrived.

Granny Liu's home is a small courtyard with three tiled houses.

The three tiled houses show that Granny Liu’s family used to live a relatively good life.

"Is Granny Liu here?"

The old woman knocked on the open door.

Qing'er, who was busy sorting dried vegetables in the yard, heard the sound and looked outside the door.

What caught my eye was a well-dressed, smiling old woman.

Qing'er spoke subconsciously.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Is Granny Liu from this family?"

The old woman smiled and walked in.

"Are you looking for my grandma?"

The mother-in-law nodded.

"We are from Rongguo Mansion. My master heard that grandma's family is a relative, so he sent me here to deliver some things."

The old woman pointed to the carriage outside.

Inside the carriage were the things that Mrs. Xing had prepared for Granny Liu's family.

Qing'er looked at it warily.

"My grandma isn't home."

"Then please tell grandma."

The old woman began to pass on the message.

He told people about how Granny Liu had done a favor for Jia She and began to ask people to move things into the yard.

Qing'er frowned and stared blankly.

"Who's here? Qing'er, who's here at our house?"

"Why do I hear someone outside?"

Wang Gou'er's wife opened the window in front of the kang. Her health had been deteriorating since she gave birth.

He is still bedridden, unable to get up, and bleeding from his lower body from time to time.

Qing'er quickly ran towards her mother.

The people in Rongguo Mansion began to move things into the yard, and the old woman bowed to Wang Gou'er's wife.

"Are you Granny Liu's daughter?"

Wang Gou's wife nodded anxiously.

"who are you?"

“Why are you moving things into my house?”

Wang Gou'er's wife's eyes were full of vigilance.

The old woman smiled at Wang Gou'er's wife.

"To answer your question, Madam, we are from Rongguo Mansion."

"Grandma Liu has done my master a favor."

"My master is not in a position to express his gratitude, so he sent a maid to deliver some gifts today to show his appreciation."

The old woman stated her identity and purpose in a few words.

Wang Gou'er's wife recalled how her mother looked when she came back last night.

Wang Gou'er's wife became alert.

"No need, it's just a small favor, Mammy, please take the things back!"

Wang Gou's wife, who was afraid of something happening, refused to accept these things.

The old woman came over to persuade her.

"Madam, please accept it. This is a little gift from my master."

"If you don't accept it, my master will always be thinking about it."

"Where's Granny Liu?"

The old woman continued to ask Wang Gou'er's wife about where Liu Laolao had gone.

Wang Gou'er's wife was still wary.

But before anyone could say anything, Granny Liu came back with her people.

When Liu Laolao came back and saw the carriage at the door, she was slightly startled and subconsciously looked into the yard.

Inside the courtyard was the maid from Rongguo Mansion.

The old woman also saw Granny Liu and hurried over.

"Old man!"

Liu Laolao subconsciously felt that something bad was about to happen, and walked into the yard nervously.

Qing'er ran to Granny Liu and whispered a few words to her. Granny Liu's eyes flashed with surprise.

When had she ever done anything in her power to do a favor for such a big shot?

Liu Laolao's eyes were full of suspicion about this matter.

"Did Lord Rong make a mistake?"

Granny Liu took a look at the things in the yard and asked the old woman cautiously. She really didn't remember saving such a person.

"Yes."

The old woman answered Liu Laolao, who was so unbelievable that she could hardly recover. How could it be possible?

"My master's personal orders will never go wrong."

"What to do, Grandma?"

The mother-in-law leaves.

Qing'er was sweeping things in the yard, her face full of anxiety.

She still remembered clearly what was said last night, and now the Rongguo Mansion came to send her off again.

Granny Liu looked at the things and felt very worried.

She had saved such a big shot before, so someone must have mistaken her for someone else.

"We didn't do it, so we can't just take other people's things and take advantage of them. Tomorrow, find a bullock cart and ask your father to accompany me to return the things."

Qing'er nodded heavily and the doctor was invited into the house.

At the same time, Jia She had already reported the matter of the monk and the Taoist priest, and it was expected that memorials from all over the country would be received soon.

Deployment has also begun in the northwest.

The Tatars also received orders from the Chu State.

The old king of the Later Jin Dynasty had died while on the run. Now the Later Jin Dynasty was leaderless and had returned to being a loose tribe as before.

However, even so, the Tatar blockade of the Later Jin Dynasty has not ended.

During this process, the entire Later Jin Dynasty was divided into two halves. One half had already surrendered to the Tatars, and the remaining half vowed to never surrender and started guerrilla warfare with the Tatar's large army.

Under the instigation of Nasodrolo, the little prince of the Later Jin Dynasty has been jumping up and down in the capital city recently, crying and complaining about the evil deeds of the Tatars everywhere.

But think about it, the Later Jin is now at the end of its strength. Apart from relying on the Great Chu to save this last ethnic group, what else can it do?
Rongguo Mansion,
Looking at the fat and blind little prince of the Later Jin Dynasty in front of him, Jia She couldn't help but feel a headache.

"My Lord, you don't need to use this trick, right?"

Jia She stopped the fat boy before he started crying.

This little fat boy is suitable for the job of crying at funerals.

After a day of shouting, not only did his voice not become hoarse, but he looked more energetic.

The little fat man smiled embarrassedly at Jia She.

"I came here this time to thank Lord Rong."

The little fat man spoke in a half-familiar Chinese accent, and Jia She nodded slightly.

"If you want to thank someone, don't thank me, it's Your Majesty!"

"If Your Majesty is not willing to save me, it will be useless even if I wear my lips dry."

"By the way, how many of your people are left?"

Hearing Jia She's question, the little fat man raised a finger without reservation.

"Ten thousand?"

The fat boy nodded.

"There are so few people. You can't live in Liaodong anymore."

The fat boy's face wrinkled.

"Why?"

The little fat boy who was reluctant to leave his hometown had eyes full of reluctance to leave his hometown. Jia She glanced at the little fat boy.

What do you say?
Shouldn’t Da Chu receive some kickbacks?
Jia She changed the subject.

"How much lost territory do you think the Chu army can help you regain?"

The little fat boy frowned, but his father didn't tell him this.

The little fat boy covered his head with his hands, his eyes full of distress.

Jia She couldn't help but laugh.

"You are still young and don't need to understand so much. Just follow Da Chu's arrangements."

Jia She leaned on the back of the chair.

The fat boy, who no longer had the arrogance he once had, lowered his head in silence.

"There are only 10,000 of your people left, and the Great Chu can only take half of the lost territory of the Later Jin from the Tatars."

"Your Jin Kingdom's 100,000 elite soldiers couldn't stop the Tatar invasion, so it would be useless if I took half of it and gave it to you."

"So where does Your Majesty want to place my tribe?"

The little fat boy had a bad feeling in his heart, and Jia She gave him a cunning smile.

"Mobei."

"Although Mobei also borders Tatar, the main force of the Great Chu is there."

"Your tribe will be protected there by the soldiers of the Great Chu, so you don't have to worry about the Tatars."

Jia She said it very well. (End of this chapter)