The system has to be used even if it is pulled

This ordeal did not end until the late night. The old lady and the other concubines were so exhausted that Jia Zheng and Jia She escorted them back to rest. Only Zhao Yuanlang and Jia Jing stood in the lobby.

"Brother Jing, it's been a long time since we last met. You should still be considerate of Zhen's misfortune."

"I can't believe it. I can't believe it. These damned beasts."

"It was all due to Brother Jing's kindness back then."

The old Taoist priest Jia Jing suddenly perked up. He looked at Zhao Yuanlang strangely and asked, "How much do you know?"

"He knows a lot. A lot. And he also knows Keqing's identity."

When Zhao Yuanlang said this, Jia Jing's expression changed drastically, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"How is it possible! How is it possible!"

"Brother Jing, you didn't do it perfectly. It's because you paid too much attention to the Qin family, which made that person very suspicious. Yesterday, they finally found the ironclad evidence of Keqing's identity. The jade pendant that Prince Zhongyi used to carry with him was secretly dug out from the Qin family by a spy."

Jia Jing sat weakly in the chair, as if his soul had been taken away, with dense beads of cold sweat on his forehead.

Zhao Yuanlang sat on the chair to the right of Jia Jing and continued slowly, "Why did I come back yesterday? It was to tell Zhen Ge'er to prevent him from making mistakes. Although Keqing is only the descendant of a loser, she has royal blood in her veins. That person has always wanted to cause trouble for the nobles. This excuse will definitely make the Ning Mansion be charged with the crime of confiscating the property. It's a pity that I don't know what happened to Zhen Ge'er and Rong Ge'er, but such a thing actually happened."

Jia Jing trembled as he picked up the teacup and wanted to take a sip of tea, but he didn't pick it up in the end: "What should I do now?"

"Nothing else, I will go to the palace with my ancestors' red seal and iron certificate, and ask the current emperor to spare you and Rong'er for the sake of our ancestors' merits."

Jia Jing gritted his teeth and nodded: "Then I will go to the palace early in the morning, and I'll leave Zhen Ge'er's matter to you."

"It's my duty. I am also from Ning Mansion!"

.........

It was daybreak, and soon, led by Jia Dairu and Jia Daixiu, all the men from the eight families in the Jia family in Beijing arrived.

Although they knew something had happened, Jia Zhen was after all the heir of the Ning Mansion and the current patriarch.

"Uncle Dairu, Uncle Daixiu, thank you for your help." Zhao Yuanlang said as he supported Jia Dairu, who was walking unsteadily.

"It's my responsibility to take care of all this, but what happened to Zhen'er? Where is Rong'er?"

"Uncle Dairu, don't ask. There's no way to talk about this."

Jia Dairu wanted to ask something, but he saw a group of angels coming over behind Jia Jing.

Soon, everyone in the Jia family knelt down to receive the order, of course excluding Zhao Yuanlang, who performed an illusion to make it appear as if he was kneeling down.

Everyone quickly stood up to express their gratitude, and then, under the envious eyes of everyone in Ning Mansion, Zhao Yuanlang took the imperial edict.

In fact, it was nothing serious. Jia Rong should have been executed for causing his father's death by negligence, but in view of Jia Jing's plea, he was rewarded with a cup of poisoned wine. Jia Zhen was even more miserable. He died without even a title or reward, but was only accused of bad conduct.

The title was also going to be taken away, but Jia Jing produced his ancestral red-lettered iron certificate, and Jia Zhen's title and the property of the Ning Mansion fell into the hands of Zhao Yuanlang. The title of the third-class General Weilie was changed to the fourth-class General Cheng'en of the fourth rank, and Zhao Yuanlang also became the patriarch of the Jia family.

(ps: Let me say here that the titles in Dream of the Red Chamber are quite confusing. You may have noticed that I wrote the story based on the Qing Dynasty.

The titles of the Ning and Rong mansions seem to be based on the titles of the clan members. Therefore, I calculated the titles of the Dukes of Ning and Rong according to the lowest dukes of the clan. Jia Daihua's first-class Shenwei General is equivalent to the General of Zhenguo, Jia Jing's second-class Yingyong General is equivalent to the General of Fuguo, Jia Zhen's third-class Weilie General is equivalent to the General of Fengguo, and Zhao Yuanlang's Cheng'en General is equivalent to the General of Feng'en.

This can also explain why in the book, when Qin Keqing died, the grandson of Duke of Qi Chen Yi, the hereditary third-class General Weizhen, Chen Ruiwen, and the grandson of Duke Zhiguo Ma Kui, the hereditary third-class General Weiyuan, Ma Shangde, were both generals.

Some people say that the reason why Jia She is a first-class general is probably because his father Jia Daishan made meritorious service and inherited the title, and Jia Daishan also served as the Duke of Rongguo for a period of time, so Jia She is a first-class general.)

Some are happy while others are sad. The happy one is Zhao Yuanlang, but the sad one is Jia She. He has no interest in the title, but he is very sad that he did not get any property from the East Palace.

The old lady and Mrs. Wang were even more heartbroken. They had originally hoped to transfer the title and the huge property of the East Palace to their precious baby Baoyu, but now they were all gone.

.......

Everything was kept simple. There was no other way. The immoral Jia Zhen and the patricidal Jia Rong were not even qualified to be buried in the ancestral tomb. The noble families only came to visit them in a hurry. Finally, the clans decided to find a place outside the city to bury them.

Didn't Jia Jing go to the palace with the cinnabar certificate? Later, Jia Jing told Zhao Yuanlang that he did go to the palace, but not to plead for Jia Rong. Instead, he asked Emperor Kang Zheng not to vent his anger on the Ning Mansion. He hoped that the title and Ning Mansion would be inherited by Zhao Yuanlang. From then on, he would drink cinnabar and commit suicide on his birthday next year at the Xishan Taoist Temple.

The monk and the Taoist priest also came on the day of Jia Zhen's funeral. They calculated on the street but to no avail. Finally, they sighed and retracted their lustful light.

The only things that needed to be dealt with now were Youshi and Qin Keqing. Youshi was only in her early thirties, still as vigorous as a wolf, and had been Jia Zhen's second wife for more than a decade without a child. What was even more serious was that both the title and the Ning Mansion had fallen into the hands of Zhao Yuanlang, and she had gone from being a good mistress to a helpless widow, and she suddenly fell ill.

Qin Keqing was even more miserable. The servants and maids all disliked her and even said privately that she was the vixen Su Daji, which made Qin Keqing cry every day and then she fell ill.

Although they both lost their husbands, Youshi hated Qin Keqing so much that even when Qin Keqing was sick, she still forced her to be filial by her bedside, serving her tea and scolding her at will.

Within a few days, Qin Keqing's legs were shaking from kneeling. She looked listless and could hardly walk.

Zhao Yuanlang was drinking tea slowly in the hall, surrounded by the guards in the palace who were heroes in the founding of the country. Although Zhao Yuanlang had inherited the title, he still treated the illegitimate sons of these meritorious families as good brothers.

At this time, Qin Keqing's maid Baozhu ran in in a panic and knelt down in front of Zhao Yuanlang: "Master, please have mercy and save my grandmother!"

Zhao Yuanlang frowned, and Lai Er beside him immediately glared at him: "Do you want to die? Can't you see that the master is in trouble? Get out now."

"Master, please have mercy and save my grandma." Baozhu kowtowed repeatedly, and soon her head turned red.

"Forget it, I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself, brothers. I'll go and see what's going on."

"It's okay, it's okay, big brother, please feel free to do as you like, we will leave first!" Everyone stood up and said goodbye to Zhao Yuanlang tactfully.

"what happened?"

"My Lord, my wife is almost killing me with my grandmother's knees. Please save me, Lord!"

"What? Come on, take me there quickly."

This Youshi, what should we do now that Qin Keqing is dead?