The Red Mansions

Chapter 453 Jia Heng: You should cut yourself off and thank you for your kindness, so as not to harm the family...

Rongguo Mansion, Rongxi Hall.

As the factory guards of the inner police factory escorted Jia Amnesty, Jia Lian and his son out of the main hall, the wind and rain in the courtyard became more and more dense, and the rainwater from the eaves was blown down like broken pearls, and fell on the stone steps, sending out a sound. Cool voice.

Mrs. Xing, Jia She's main wife, stood dumbly under the eaves of the porch, and with the support of Wang Shanbao's family, she barely supported her, looking at Jia She.

As for how many couples have feelings, it is not always the case, more of them are confused and at a loss.

If something happens between Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian, who should she rely on for the rest of her life?
As for Mrs. Wang, her face was expressionless, and she looked indifferently at the rain and fog that locked the courtyard outside, with mixed emotions in her heart.

Aunt Xue looked at the young man who was throwing the ground, and then turned to look at Mother Jia who was full of sorrow. For some reason, the resentment that was left in her heart because of her son Xue Pan had completely dissipated.

Suddenly awakening, this kind of mentality is really suspected of gloating, Aunt Xue rolled her eyes left and right, and quickly lowered her head slightly, lest someone would find out.

At this moment, Mother Jia's face was already pale, she closed her eyes tightly, her heart was filled with grief to the extreme, not only Jia She and his son, but also the faint worry of "removing the noble".

Fortunately, this old lady of Rongguo, who sent off her father-in-law, parents, and husband, has a threshold of tolerance for the pain of bereavement, which is definitely not too low.

Therefore, filtering out some trivial emotions and pointing to the essence is more of a kind of melancholy about the loss of Rongguo's title.

Yuanyang and Li Wan supported Jia Mu, although their faces were sad, but if you look closely, it seems that it is mostly superficial.

The two obviously have no sympathy for Jia She being imprisoned.

With Ping'er's support, Sister Feng's usually radiant melon-seeded face was pale without a trace of blood, and because of the tears all over her face, she became more haggard and weak, and the strong spirit flying from Liu Shao's eyebrows also disappeared. .

Dai Quan ordered people to fork Jia She and his son out, and turned to look at Jia Heng.

Jia Heng said: "Elder-in-law, although Jia She and his son have done bad things, it is related to Rongguo's dignity. If there is no punishment, it is better not to use punishment as much as possible."

Of course, these words are more for Jia's mother and all the female relatives to listen to.

His "cold" remarks just now needed some innocuous gentleness to dilute them.

Sure enough, when Mother Jia heard this, she couldn't help feeling hopeful again, she cast her old eyes on the boy, and her deep voice seemed to be pleading: "Brother Heng..."

"Jia Ziyu, don't worry, after interrogating the details, we will compile the confessions and files, submit them to the Holy Majesty, and then deal with them. If the two of you don't defy the law with your own body and deceive the Holy Majesty, our family will not resort to torture." Dai Quan said.

Even if he has grasped the clues of Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian's smuggling, it is impossible for him to be punished by killing someone who is a nobleman who is a post-Rongguo.

Jia Heng thought for a while, then said in a low voice: "Tomorrow, I will personally go to the Yamen of the Inner Police Factory to discuss and plan with Eunuch Dai on that confidential matter."

Dai Quan smiled and said: "Then there is no need to work hard. Isn't Ziyu going to the military plane tomorrow? All the details can be explained in front of the Holy One."

"This discussion is also acceptable." Jia Heng nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Then there will be Mr. Lao Dai."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Dai Quan whispered.

Then, Jia Heng and Qu Lang sent Dai Quan and a group of factory guards together, opened umbrellas one by one, and pushed aside the rain that was flying all over the sky.

As soon as Jia Heng left Rongqing Hall, Mother Jia couldn't hold back anymore, she looked at Jia Zheng with sad eyes, and said anxiously: "Zheng'er, what will the Holy Majesty do with your brother's case?"

Jia Zheng's elegant face was clouded with gloom, he let out a long sigh, and said, "Mother, now that things have happened, brother, I'm afraid...the odds are going to end."

How else to deal with it?It was at the Beijing Chase Pass, under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was not easy to save one's life.

Jia Mu's complexion changed slightly, and she said anxiously, "Where's Lian'er?"

No matter how worried about the title, it's hard to say, what about the title of Rong Guo?
Just asking about Jia Lian's safety, making indirect remarks.

In fact, there has never been a person who inherited the title as a crime.

Sister Feng also turned her eyes to look at Jia Zheng, and her heart also rose to her throat.

Jia Zheng shook his head, his eyes full of worries, looking at the light wind and drizzle in the courtyard, his eyes fell on the wet ridge of the archway in the front yard, and he murmured: "I don't know about this, either. I hope there is no danger of life."

Sister Feng's heart trembled, she closed her eyes again, two lines of clear tears flowed down from Danfeng's eyes, Ping'er on the side hurriedly took the handkerchief and handed it over.

Jia Mu said anxiously: "When Brother Heng comes back, I need to ask him what to do. He is now receiving a holy family. Let's see if he can ask for some grace."

Although Jia She's words just now seemed out of date, Jia Mu heard them, and she listened to them, and she was moved by them.

"Mother, I heard from Dai Neixiang that Ziyu was almost involved in the elder brother's smuggling case at the court meeting, and if he is allowed to enter the palace to seek grace, I'm afraid even himself will be involved." Jia Zheng frowned, He said in a low voice, although he didn't make it clear that he couldn't do it, but he also tried to dispel Jiamu's thoughts.

Mother Jia opened her mouth and finally let out a sigh.

How could she not know, when she saw Brother Heng's attitude just now, he seemed to be very determined, obviously she didn't want to take care of her anymore.

That's right, Lian'er, his father, some time ago because of his official position...

Ok?
Thinking of the official position, Jia's mother suddenly realized that there was a panic in her heart. Isn't there nothing left in the Rongguo Mansion now?
This "behindsight" discovery, like the terrified fear of careful thinking, almost drowned Jiamu like a tide, her nose soured, and she cried: "What crime have I done!"

Li Wan, Aunt Xue, Yuanyang and others all came to persuade Jia Mu when they saw her like this.

And with the ringing of rings, bursts of fragrant fragrance lingering around the clothes filled the room.

Chaidai, Yuanchun, Tanchun, Yingchun, Xing Xiuyan, leading a group of maidservants, entered the Rongqing hall through the curtain one after another, and came to persuade Jiamu.

But no one knew the deepest worry in Jia Mu's heart, and of course the words couldn't reach her heart, so how could she be persuaded?
After a while, Lin Zhixiao's family shouted outside, "Master Heng is back."

Jia Mufang stopped her tears, wiped away the tears, and stared, only to see a tall and straight young man, with a calm expression, stepping into the Rongxi Hall.

"Brother Heng." Mother Jia hurried forward and asked in a low voice.

Yuanchun, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xiangyun, and Chaidai all looked at the cold-faced young man.

Before Jia's mother could speak, Jia Heng said: "If the old lady pleads for the two father and son, there is no need for it! Now that the two are colluding with the generals, the case of smuggling and smuggling has already attracted the attention of civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty, let alone me. Even the Holy One can't cover up and condone traitors, otherwise, how can the glorious laws of the Great Han survive in the world? If Jia Shefan has the slightest concern for the clan, he should judge himself to thank the king for his kindness, so as not to cause disaster to the clan and humiliate the face of the ancestors!"

When Jia Mu heard this, her complexion changed suddenly, her heart was terrified, and she couldn't say a word.

self-defeating...

Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang were all shocked. For some reason, when they saw the young man with dark eyes, a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back.

Yuan Chun listened to him from the sidelines, and a trance appeared on his jade-like face.

Just because these words were what Jia Heng said at the beginning about whether Baoyu knelt in the ancestral hall and what Yuanchun said, their attitudes are almost the same and cannot be shaken.

Jia Heng's face was calm, and his eyes swept to the fresh faces that looked like peaches and plums, and then he looked at Jia's mother, and said in a low voice: "If the old lady thinks that I have won the Holy Family and can do whatever she wants, then she is very wrong. Of course, if I hadn't been at the right time, and Jia She had colluded with side generals and smuggled smugglers, our Rongning and Ningfu mansions would have been burdened by him. I'm afraid that if I come today, I won't be a familiar eunuch, but a loyal and obedient prince Wait, at that time, if you don't drag my Jia family into a place of eternal doom, the old lady thinks he will let it go? It's just about the ups and downs of the officialdom, the family's ruin..."

As soon as these words came out, just as the cold wind suddenly picked up outside, blowing the curtains and entering the room, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Some things don't go through carefully, just taste the meaning.

shudder!

Tan Chunying, with a look of worry in his black brows, thought to himself, I am afraid that the day will come when the men will be exiled and the women will be sent to the Jiaofang Division...

Jia Mu's complexion was pale. Hearing Jia Heng's words, it seemed like a big stone was stuck in her throat. How could she not know this?
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Jia's mother, turned his head to look at the plaque on the main hall of Rongxi Hall, and after a while, his voice seemed softer and more ethereal, and he said, "I'm not saying this to scare the old lady... People live in the world, there must always be awe, the so-called human heart is like iron, and the law is like a furnace! Let alone the gods who hold their heads three feet up, good and evil are rewarded, but remembering bitterness and sweetness, drinking water and thinking about the source, if it is not the ancestors of my Jia family Back then, when I put my head on the waistband of my trousers, fought bloody battles, risked my life, and created such a foundation, how can there be Jia She and his son's unscrupulousness today? How can there be future generations with fresh clothes and angry horses? How can there be the golden clothes of the whole family? Food?"

What he said at this moment was to directly denounce him as the patriarch of the Jia clan.

If he didn't save Jia She and his son, he had his own reasons for not saving Jia She and his son, and this reason was upright, sincere, and well-intentioned... not because of some ridiculous personal grievances.

When Yuan Chun heard this, Yu Rong paused for a moment, staring at the young man in a daze, not knowing what emotion he was feeling.

At this moment, Xing Xiuyan also raised her peaceful and graceful face, pursed her cherry lips, and there was a strange color in her calm eyebrows and eyes.

This Uncle Heng is really... a strange man.

Hearing what Jia Heng said, Mother Jia paused, sighed, and still did not give up: "Brother Heng, now that their father and son violated the law of the country, I have nothing to say, but whether the Lord of Rongguo is still alive or not?" Can I keep it? This is the foundation of my ancestors, so don't lose it... Otherwise, even if I go to Jiuquan, I will not have the face to meet the ancestors of the Jia family."

At this time, Mrs. Wang suddenly heard Jia Mu's words, and unconsciously clenched the beads in her hand, and glanced at her niece from the corner of her eye.

Yes, Jia Lian has no children.

Sister Feng's tender body trembled, her face turned pale, she stared at the few people, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart.

As soon as her husband had an accident, the family began to think about her title of title, even the old lady she served with all her heart...

Facing all eyes, Jia Heng said calmly: "This matter still depends on the emperor's will."

If Emperor Chongping paid more attention to the title of Rongguo Mansion, he would not have taken it back, or even if he took it back for a while, as long as he had not lost power, he would have favored him.

Jia Mu panicked, and subconsciously said: "Brother Heng, can you ask the palace for grace to pass on the title to Baoyu..."

Mrs. Wang's breathing was stagnant, her eyes lit up, and a strange flush appeared on her cheeks. If the title was given to Baoyu, it would be...

Mrs. Xing raised her head in horror and looked at Mother Jia, seemingly in disbelief.

How does this make it?
But even if she wants to fight, but she has no children, how can she fight?
No, if Cong'er inherits the title and she is still the aunt, wouldn't that be...

Mrs. Xing's thoughts fluctuated and her complexion changed.

Fortunately, at this moment, no one noticed Mrs. Xing's face.

However, without waiting for Jia Heng to make a statement, Jia Zheng's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "Mother, my brother has just been imprisoned, why is he thinking about his title and fame? Kuang Baoyu, how can he be able to inherit the title and worship his ancestors? Let alone brother There are also bastards, it is simply unreasonable!"

When Mrs. Wang heard the words, her heart felt sad, she glanced at her husband, and complained in her heart.

Master, is this a foolish study?
This is a noble title, an iron crop that guarantees harvest in drought and flood!
If Baoyu won the title, he would stop studying if he didn't like reading. He would always have the glory and wealth that he could not enjoy in his life.

At this moment, Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "Let's not talk about the mind of the sage, just talk about the lineage of the elder, and there are still sons. My son has never claimed the title, there are precedents."

After the first-class Shenwei general, he is reduced to the rank of Xijue, and he is the third-class general. This may not be a big deal to others, but it is very important to the Rongfu.

When Jia's mother heard this, she held onto Jia Heng's arm tightly, and said in an almost pleading tone, "Brother Heng, the title left by our ancestors must be kept no matter what."

Jia Heng frowned and said: "Old lady, this matter can only be done as best as possible, not forced."

After pondering for a moment, before Mother Jia continued to pester her, she said: "Old lady, today is not lightly tossed, and I think I'm tired, let's have some lunch first, and the mandarin duck will let someone prepare the food, and I will use it first when I return to Rongqingtang."

At this time, it was almost noon, and it was time for dinner. Not only Jia Mu, but Fengwan, Chaidai, Sanchun and Xiangyun didn't eat.

He wanted to leave, but Jia Mu was holding on to her sleeves tightly and refused to let her go. She felt relieved when she finished eating later.

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Let’s talk about King Zhongshun again. After King Zhongshun got off the court, he got into a beautifully decorated carriage. Zhou Shun, the chief historian of the palace who had been waiting for a long time, also put away his umbrella, and then got into the carriage. As soon as Fang sat down, he asked, “Your Majesty , today's court meeting, what do you say?"

King Zhongshun's face was gloomy, like the sky outside the carriage was cloudy, and he said coldly: "This king impeached Jia Amnesty. Everything was fine. The cabinet elder Yang Ge and Ke Dao Yushi all supported the impeachment, but who knows that Jia Heng My son has been prepared for a long time, and I also went to the Holy Majesty today, just for the case of Jia Amnesty, this move is beyond my expectations!"

Zhou Changshi's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he said in surprise, "Your lord, did you say that your son has also prepared a memorial?"

There was a faint suspicion in my heart, but I couldn't understand it after careful consideration.

Immediately he asked, "Then who will preside over the case of Jia Amnesty?"

"The Holy Majesty said that Jia Amnesty's case involved a confidential matter, so he did not agree to my king's request." Mentioning this matter, King Zhongshun was both depressed and regretful.

Originally, I thought about revenge, nothing more than a "sword", but I didn't expect that I didn't say it as I wished, and instead aroused the suspicion of the Holy One. Thinking about it this way, the gain outweighed the loss, and I regretted that I had to go into battle shirtless.

Zhou Changshi pondered for a moment, and asked, "I wonder how the Holy Majesty plans to deal with Jia She and his son?"

"It has been handed over to the Internal Police Department for interrogation. This king is watching, why do you have the intention of covering up and prevaricating for the child?" King Zhongshun said with a frown.

Zhou Changshi shook his head and said: "My lord, there is no need to worry. Now this case is being watched by all the officials in the government and the public. It is in the period of Beijing's investigation. If it is not dealt with impartially, I am afraid that people will not accept it and the public will become violent."

"Having said that, but this king can't personally interrogate, I always feel...unwilling." King Zhongshun sighed again as he said.

A cold light flickered in Zhou Changshi's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "No matter what, the prince will cut off the Jia family's arm from now on, and the prince will be angry. If he touches the child again, he will have to wait for his army to be defeated and his family to decline. Make another plan."

"Then the king will wait for the matter to fail." King Zhongshun nodded and said coldly.

(End of this chapter)