Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 500: Brother Jing, I’m dying...

Lord Jing didn't even wait until dawn the next day. He borrowed a gold token from Jia Cong and left the city overnight.

When he came back from outside the city the next day, Jia Cong seemed to smell a trace of blood from Master Jing.

"Uncle Jing, you will not treat Brother Zhen..."

"No, it's just that those people in the temple are unreliable. I dealt with a few of them."

Jia Jing's tone was extremely cold, without any warmth.

Jia Zhen, the former head of the Ningguo Mansion, who had been practicing iron pills in the Taoist temple for several years, was quietly taken to the south by the soldiers of the Ningguo Mansion, as if without a trace.

Except for a limited number of people, no one from Ning Rongjia's family knew about it.

The old lady was accompanied by Daiyu to the palace early the next morning. Originally, Jia Cong planned to accompany the old lady, but Prince Teng came very early and the old lady left quickly. Someone from the Ningguo Mansion came to invite Jia Cong. Cong passed.

……

"Jia Zhen can't stay any longer. Brother Jing should know that one day you are gone and he will be the biggest threat to Ningguo Mansion."

Wang Ziteng, an outsider, dared to say this because he knew Jia Jing well, was thoughtful enough, and was cold-blooded and wise enough.

A person who dares to sacrifice his future and wealth to protect his family will definitely understand his own words.

Jia Jing looked at Wang Ziteng coldly, pursed his lips, and said coldly: "I have sent Jia Zhen away from the capital, and the funeral news will come back in half a year. Tell me, you can't be just visiting today. To tell me this.”

Wang Ziteng did not show any surprise. Instead, he sighed and raised his hands to Jia Jing to express his admiration.

At this time, he even felt sympathy for Jia Jing.

Regardless of his stance, he felt that he and Jia Jing were the same type of people, who would do anything for the sake of the family, even risking the lives of relatives to gain the family's future.

Wang Ziteng gathered his thoughts and smiled bitterly at Jia Jing and Jia Cong: "I'm about to die..."

Bang~

The tea cup in Jia Cong's hand fell directly to the ground, and the tea splashed and soaked his boots.

"It's true, I'm dying."

Wang Ziteng acted very calmly. He took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Jia Cong.

"Some time ago, I fainted and fell unconscious for no apparent reason. The imperial doctor said that years of fighting and old injuries on my body have weakened me. Even with the help of medicine, I have been unable to recover, and I can only hang on to my life."

This is a medical record from Tai Hospital. Jia Cong couldn't understand the medical prescriptions on it, but Mr. Jing could.

Wang Ziteng said that he was going to die, which was true, but not entirely true.

Jia Jing frowned and asked: "The vitality, blood and essence are depleted, and it is true that the foundation cannot be repaired. But with your body and bones and the financial resources of the Wang family, it is not a problem to live for another seven or eight years with careful care, but you can't mount a horse again. How do you say the last word of death?"

But Wang Ziteng shook his head: "I don't want to lie in bed and wait for death. Ren Ge's son is useless. Fortunately, his wife is pregnant now. The imperial doctor said that it is most likely a boy, and the Wang family can be considered a successor." Someone. I can’t lie in bed waiting to die, Brother Jing, you should understand..."

"So, you want to fight for the Wang family again with your life?"

Master Jing's rhetorical question made Jia Cong understand the meaning of Wang Ziteng's words. Wang Ziteng did not plan to come back alive in the war against Japan that was about to begin this year.

Wang Ziteng suddenly stood up and bowed solemnly to Jia Jing.

"For what I did in the past, I knew that my sins were serious and I didn't dare to ask for forgiveness from brother Jing. But Brother Ren is Feng Yatou's biological brother. Even for the sake of the child in the womb of Brother Ren's wife, for the sake of my eldest brother, Please also ask me to take care of the Wang family after I leave."

The grievances between the Jia and Wang families can be said to be a mess that cannot be sorted out.

Not to mention anything else, just one Wang Xifeng is enough to make the relationship between the Jia family and the Wang family unable to be completely severed no matter how hard it is.

The last time Wang Ziteng had made an agreement with the head of the Rongguo Mansion, Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng would take over the responsibility of teaching Wang Ren's future children.

Originally, Wang Ziteng didn't want to come here today, but his body could no longer support Wang Ren's child until it grew up.

Perhaps he could lie in bed and take medicine to hang himself, but in that case, he would not be able to leave enough political resources for the future heirs of the Wang family, and the Wang family might gradually decline and fade from the eyes of the world.

Therefore, he must give it a final try and use heroic sacrifice and destruction of the country to lay a foundation for the Wang family's comeback.

"The Jia and Wang families have been together for nearly a hundred years. This is not an empty talk. Back then, you borrowed my Jia family's connections to climb to the high position of Jiedushi in the capital, but you betrayed our agreement at the most critical moment... …”

Mr. Jing stared coldly at Wang Ziteng who was bowing down and said with a cold snort: "Wang Ziteng, why should my Jia family help you? Why? Is it just because of Lian's daughter-in-law? You know, she is now She is my Jia family’s wife, not the Wang family’s daughter!”

A married daughter throws away water, not to mention the amount of manpower, financial resources, and energy required to support a family. It is immeasurable. Prince Teng just apologized lightly and wanted the Jia family to pay for it in vain. How is this possible?

It's like talking about business. Mr. Jing is waiting for Wang Ziteng to show his sincerity.

And Wang Ziteng also knew what to do. He took out another roll of paper from his sleeve and placed it on the table next to Jia Jing.

"This is the list of all the trusted retainers of the Wang family. Except for the dozens of people I want to take to the Japanese country, and the fifty people left for Brother Ren's wife, the rest will be given to the Jia family."

Jia Cong stood up with a roar and looked at Wang Ziteng in shock.

This is not a matter of a list. Wang Ziteng made the Wang family a vassal of the Jia family and delivered it to Master Jing.

Before the former prince committed suicide in the palace, Jia Jing and Jia She also made an agreement with the Wang family and sent half of the elite soldiers of the Rongguo Mansion to the Wang family. Only then did Prince Teng have the strength to work in the army and soon boarded the capital. The high position of the military governor.

Now Wang Ziteng's move is imitating the Jia family's original behavior. He is gambling with the entire Wang family that the Jia family will keep their promise.

"Brother, I only have one request!"

Prince Teng bowed again and begged sincerely: "I just ask the Jia family to keep the Wang family and not let the Wang family become someone else's meal. In the future, I will educate Ren Ge's children to become talents and give him a future. This time I will go eastward to conquer the Japanese country. I will try my best to gain military exploits for Brother Cong, so that he can take a step further, make the Jia family a family of three, and make him the youngest Duke in the dynasty!"

"It's no use. Even if I start to live my life now, I won't be short of a title of Duke in the future."

Jia Cong rejected Wang Ziteng's last words. The emperor had already said that his title would not be promoted in the Yuanyou Dynasty. His title of duke would have to be conferred by the new king after Prince Liu Hong succeeded to the throne.

This is the tacit understanding and agreement between their monarch and his ministers, and it can be regarded as the greatest wealth that the emperor left to Jia Cong. When Wang Ziteng heard Jia Cong's response, he couldn't help feeling jealous and bitter.

Thinking about the fact that I have no children and my nephew is useless, seeing other people's children so promising, I can't describe the sour feeling in my heart.

"You are not modest, but what you said is true. Alas, apart from these, I have nothing else to offer now..."

After saying this, Wang Ziteng once again turned his hopeful eyes to Jia Jing, who was silent.

The silence in the room did not last long, and Jia Jing finally agreed to Wang Ziteng's request.

Because there is one fact that no one can deny. No matter what Wang Ziteng has done and how much the Jia family resents the Wang family's betrayal, the Jia family does not want to see the Wang family being eaten alive by others after Wang Ziteng leaves.

If you want to swallow it, it has to go into the Jia family’s belly!

……

After Wang Ziteng left, Jia Cong asked, "Do you really believe Wang Ziteng?"

Mr. Jing shook his head: "I believe him at most. He is gambling, so why aren't we gambling?"

"In my nephew's opinion, whether there is a Wang family or not has little impact on our family. As my nephew just told Wang Ziteng, my Duke does not need him to plan for me. The same goes for the future of our Jia family. , the future of our family is naturally up to our Jia family to fight for."

Jia Cong curled his lips, not too interested in this kind of exchange of interests.

But Master Jing was different. He looked at the energetic and confident nephew in front of him and said with a smile: "Do you think I am interested in the things he has in the Wang family? No, I just took over the Wang family for His Majesty. On this point, I can think of it, and so can Wang Ziteng, but I can't say it explicitly."

what?

Mr. Jing knocked on the table, and the medical records spread out on the table came into Jia Cong's eyes. At this moment, Jia Cong suddenly understood the meaning of his cousin's words.

He slapped his thigh: "No, I almost thought about it. There was such a big problem with Wang Ziteng's body. How could the imperial doctor not report it to His Majesty? Therefore, after Wang Ziteng asked the imperial doctor to make a diagnosis, he was already in the hospital. Sing an opera for us and for Your Majesty."

"Including the affairs of Prince Yingchuan's Mansion, they are all part of his plan..."

Master Jing nodded, acknowledging his nephew's opinion. He picked up the medical record, stood up and threw it into the stove.

As the paper gradually turned into ashes, Master Jing said quietly: "Wang Ziteng has begun to risk his life to show his loyalty and value to Your Majesty. Once the Japanese country leaves, there will be no possibility of coming back alive. Even if I don't accept his favor today, If you ask, he will die on the battlefield. Brother Cong, Wang Ziteng is a qualified head of the family..."

……

"Father, Duke Jing really agreed to Wang Ziteng's request!"

Liu Hong felt that it was so magical. The Jia and Wang families had been fighting to the death for several years, but now they were united again, which made his mind a little confused.

After reading the latest secret report sent by the Dragon Imperial Guard, the emperor called his son to him, smiled and said, "Who is Jia Jing? That was your uncle's think tank back then. It would be strange if he didn't respond to Wang Ziteng's request... "

"Why? My son thought it was normal for Mr. Pardon to agree to this. After all, Wang Ren is the biological brother of Jia Lian's wife Wang. My dear Mr. Wang Ziteng betrayed him back then..."

Hearing his son's question, the emperor explained sincerely: "Jia Jing is the real head of the Ningrong Jia family. What he has to consider is not personal gain or loss, and he cannot decide this matter according to his own preferences. Jia Lian is the head of the Rongguo Mansion. According to the current situation of the Jia family, the future of the Jia family lies with two people, one is Jia Cong and the other is Jia Lian. With the Wang family's ability to enrich Jia Lian, the future of the Jia family will be more stable."

The emperor didn't mention Jia Cong, that's because Jia Cong's future was decided by the three generations of monarchs of Great Xia, and he would not let other people or other things influence it at all.

The emperor sighed and sighed, and finally praised and said: "Wang Ziteng is a qualified head of the family, and so is Jia Jing. Hong'er, you have to learn this from both of them. The emperor is also the head of the family. Not only our old Liu family, but also the head of the family of hundreds of millions of people."

Liu Hong stood up, straightened his clothes, bowed and said, "My dear father, thank you very much for your teaching. I will keep it in my heart and never forget it!"

"My son, get up..."

The emperor helped Liu Hong up and nodded with satisfaction: "My son has been smart since he was a child. There are few things that can trouble you in government affairs, but you are still a little immature in controlling people's hearts. From now on, listen more, read more, Just ask more and learn more.”

"Then will Wang Ziteng really die?"

This is what Liu Hong wants to know most now. It is actually the fact that Wang Dahou has a criminal record, which makes His Royal Highness a little hard to believe.

The emperor smiled and winked at Liu Hong: "If Wang Ziteng goes to the Japanese country like this, he will definitely risk his life to secure a future for the future heirs of the Wang family. But whether he or Jia Jing, I have forgotten one thing..."

what?

"Wang Ziteng's life or death is not important. What is important is whether I am willing to give him the future he wants!"

……

After running around for several days, coupled with all the complicated things recently, Jia Cong was busy from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. Seeing that the Lantern Festival was approaching, he actually fell ill.

It's not a serious illness, just a little fever, hiding in a warm room too lazy to move.

After being grabbed by Daiyu's neck and swallowed a bowl of dark, bitter soup, Jia Cong was wrapped in a quilt like a caterpillar, sitting on the bed, chatting with Daiyu.

The Lin family would be moving out after the Lantern Festival, and the old lady left the matter of assisting the Lin family in moving to Tanchun, which was in good order.

When Tanchun came to find Daiyu with a stack of account books, Jia Cong stretched out his hand and gestured with his thumb after listening to her clear statement.

"The third sister is like this. If she were a man, she would be the prime minister."

thump~

Tanchun raised his eyebrows, reached out and tapped Jia Cong on the head.

"You're a bastard, you're just teasing me."

Jia Cong pretended to be aggrieved and said: "I'm telling the truth. Look at each one of them, there is no flaw. This is not something that can be done easily."

How many things went up and down the Lin family were able to be dealt with clearly in such a short period of time, without leaving the busy servants without a trace of resentment. Tanchun could really be said to be very capable.

Sure enough, all the talents of the Jia family were given to the women, let alone Yuanchun in the palace, how old is Tanchun...

uh~

Jia Cong suddenly winked at Tanchun and asked with a smile: "Third sister, the uncles and aunts of Brother Bai's family should have already set off!"

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