After the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

With this kindness in her heart, Mother Jia desperately turned her head and looked at Jia Min with her eyes.

Baoyu quickly turned sideways to give way, and called out, "Auntie, the old lady is looking for you."

When Jia Min heard this, she hurried forward and called out with red eyes, "Mother."

Mother Jia slowly raised her moving hand and put it against Jia Min's. After sobbing for a while, she managed to utter two words: "...Yu...Yu'er..."

It's also because Jia's mother wrote too much in the past. Even though Jia Min was very sad, when she suddenly heard the word "Yu'er" from her mother's mouth, she instinctively became vigilant.

She didn't care what Jia's mother was thinking, she just choked up and said: "Mother don't have to worry about Yu'er, Yu'er is already engaged, and he is the second son of Master Zuodu Censor."

In fact, the two of them just have a tacit understanding, and have not yet formally placed an order.But Jia Min said this subconsciously.Because she always felt that if she didn't say anything, her mother would definitely make a request that made her extremely difficult.

Jia Mu's expression dimmed in an instant, and Baoyu on the side became even more bewildered, and murmured: "Sister Lin... is engaged? Why did she get engaged? It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't...it shouldn't... ..."

Jia Min didn't sound like it, so he drank, "Baoyu!"

"Ah?" Baoyu suddenly came back to his senses, seeing his aunt looking at him with an inexplicable expression, he subconsciously avoided looking.

Jia Min said: "The old lady has slept for a long time, she must be thirsty, go and bring the old lady a cup of honey water."

"Oh, good." Baoyu almost fled away from the bed and Jia Min.

Wen's cleverness over there had already brought warm honey water one step ahead, avoiding Baoyu's outstretched hand, brought it to the bed by himself, and said softly: "Auntie, honey water is here."

Sister Feng also stepped forward and helped Jia Min half-lift Jia Mu. Xing immediately put a big pillow behind Jia Mu.

The ladies cooperated tacitly, and Baoyu had no place to step down because of the crowded Baoyu, so he had to retreat aside embarrassingly.

Jia Amnesty glanced at him and said, "If it's about caring for people, it's women who are careful, so don't make trouble."

Baoyu lowered his head: "Uncle taught me that."

Jia Amnesty frowned, a little unhappy: "I just said something casually, so why is it a lesson? They are all of my own flesh and blood, so there is no need to be so restrained."

Baoyu looked up at him cautiously, and seeing that he really didn't show any signs of blame, she couldn't help showing a pure smile, nodded and said, "My nephew understands."

He suddenly felt that the old lady, the master, and the uncle who was said to be worthless by the wife were much cuter than the master.

At least, the uncle won't be like the old man, who keeps his mouth shut in such a decent way, and every word he says to his children and grandchildren is a reprimand.The lesson or something is already considered amiable.

After Mrs. Wang finished tying her hair, Jia Zhen and Jia Zhu also arrived.On the way back, the two had already understood what had happened. Jia Zhu's face was pale, while Jia Zhen's brows were deeply frowned, her face darkened.

Yuanyang took out the two pieces of evidence that had been hidden on the spot.

It was also a coincidence that what was written on those two pieces of paper was the key point, and it proved dead in no time that it was the Wang family who had drugged and murdered her husband.

"It's fake, it's fake, it's all fake! Bastard, you framed me!" Naturally, Wang didn't want to admit it, she screamed and wanted to tear the mandarin ducks apart again.The woman beside her hurriedly stopped her.

Jia Amnesty said impatiently, "Gag her mouth!"

Seeing that Mrs. Wang was about to finish playing, those women would naturally not be polite to her, so they took out a handkerchief, rolled it up and stuffed it into Mrs. Wang's mouth.

"Uncle..." Jia Zhu subconsciously tried to stop him, but Jia She told him off with a single sentence: "Zhu Er, think about your master!"

Jia Zhu opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.Even in his heart, the status of the master is far inferior to that of the wife who is always thinking about her.

However, if he expresses this idea, it will definitely affect his reputation and his future career.

Jia Zhen glanced at him with a half-smile, then continued to deal with business.

The social structure at that time emphasized that the imperial power should not go to the countryside.On the local level, the power of the clan is always greater than that of the government.This kind of murder of one's own husband is a family scandal, and people with a little face are not willing to go to the official, and usually handle it by themselves.

As for the result of the handling, the government also turned a blind eye and never asked.

As for the solution to murdering their husbands, poor people always choose Shentang.In big families, face is even more important, and they usually die of illness or are sent to Huangjue Temple outside the city.

Huangjue Temple is a royal family temple, and there is a place in it that is dedicated to supervising noble ladies who have made mistakes.Once you enter this place, you don't want to come out again.

Although Jia Zhen is the patriarch, she is a junior after all. With Jia She, who has a higher seniority and title, he still wants to ask.

"Uncle Xie, what do you think, how should we deal with it?"

"Uncle!" Jia Zhu pulled Baoyu to kneel in front of Jia Amnesty, "For the sake of our brothers and sisters, please forgive me."

"Let's be more generous?" Jia Amnesty raised his eyebrows, pointed at Jia Mu who was trembling with anger on the couch, "Do you know who that is?"

Jia Zhu's eyes dodged for a moment, her face was full of shame: "That's the old lady."

Jia She said angrily, "That's my mother!"

Jia Zhu flinched, nana speechless.

Jia Amnesty laughed back in anger: "You know how to plead for your mother, but I don't know how to seek justice for my mother? You only think about your mother, but have you ever thought about your father who is lying on the sick bed?"

He suddenly sneered, and his gaze on Jia Zhu became extremely dangerous: "Or, in your heart, you wish that your second child would lie down, so as not to block your way to get promoted and get rich?"

"My lord!" Jia Zhu's face flushed red all of a sudden, there was anger and shame in his expression, and there was a bit of evasive guilt.

Jia Zhen squinted her eyes, and a sharp light flashed through her eyes.He has studied criminal law since he was a child, and has been entrenched in the criminal department for many years, so he knows the psychology of all kinds of prisoners like the palm of his hand.Just from Jia Zhu's expression, he knew that this cousin really had such thoughts in his heart.

Of course, Jia Zhen also felt that Jia Zheng occupied the position of Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Industry, and would affect Jia Zhu's future, so it would be better to leave early.But if Jia Zhu himself had this kind of thought, it would make people feel cold-hearted.

——He really deserves to be the son of Zheng Ershu and Zheng Eraunt, and he has selfishness in his bones.

Therefore, Jia Zhen's original sympathy for Jia Zhu disappeared at once, and she kicked the problem to him: "Brother Zhu, let's do this. Should you die of illness or be sent to Huangjue Temple? You are the son of the Wang family." , you have the final say. But..."

He paused, staring at Jia Zhu, who had a pale face, and said word by word: "We have to get to the bottom of our ugly words. It is impossible for our Jia family's ancestral grave to accept a woman who has been in Huangjue Temple."

That is to say, if Wang died of illness, she could still enter the ancestral grave as Jia's wife and be buried with Jia Zheng in the future; I can be a lonely ghost.

Jia Amnesty's eyes lit up, and he agreed, "That's right, you don't have to ask me to forgive you. Since you have your own heart, then you can forgive Wang's!"

For Jia Zhu, this is a proposition, and no matter how she chooses, it is impossible to deliver the proposition without flaws.

He pleaded for Wang's earlier, although more than half of them were really deep feelings for Wang, and he couldn't bear her miserable end, and it might be that he didn't mean to stand on the commanding heights of morality and be generous to others.

—You see, as a son, he has tried his best to fight for his mother.However, the patriarch and uncle were hard-hearted and refused to accommodate, so there was nothing he could do.If possible, he definitely didn't want his mother to end up like this.

As for why he no longer argues with reason?

His mother killed his father and grandmother. Although he loves his mother, he also loves his father and grandmother.If the mother will not be punished at all, what should the mother and grandmother feel?

In fact, his conscience has been suffering all the time!

Jia Zhu knelt on the ground, clenched her fists, her face was pale, her lips trembled, and fear and resentment flashed in her eyes.

—Why did they come to persecute him?

But neither Jia Zhen nor Jia Amnesty had any intention of helping him out. They just watched with cold eyes, waiting for his decision together with the gagged but anxious Wang.

It's just that the two of them are very leisurely, but Wang's heart is like 25 mice, scratching his heart with all kinds of claws.

——she doesn't want to die!

As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die.When a person dies, there is really nothing left.She didn't want to die, she didn't want to die at all!

Jia Min frowned, and was about to speak, but was pulled by Lin Ruhai.She turned her head to look at her husband, only to see him shaking his head slightly at her.

Jia Min opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything, she was just waiting for Jia Zhu's own choice.

——Actually, this situation is not really unsolvable.Let's just see how far Jia Zhu can go for her own mother.

However, after a long time, no voice was heard from Jia Zhu. Jia Zhen couldn't help being impatient, and urged: "Brother Zhu, if you can't make a decision, you will die of illness by default."

After all, in the eyes of many people, being a lonely ghost with nowhere to go after death is a more terrifying thing than death itself.This is especially true in this world of strange powers and chaotic gods.

Jia Zhu's complexion changed, she opened her mouth, but she didn't utter a word.On the contrary, Baoyu, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, couldn't bear it any longer: "Don't tell your wife to die of illness! Don't send her to Huangjue Temple either. I would like to take it on my wife's behalf. Brother Qiuzhen and the old master let my wife stay in the Buddhist hall This is the rest of my life!"

This is probably the first time in Baoyu's life that he has the courage to take on something.Perhaps, it was because after Jiamu and Wang's downfall successively, he finally began to understand that no one could protect him from wind and rain anymore.

Under Jia Zhu's complex eyes and the other people's gratifying gazes, Baoyu showed a firm look: "Brother Zhen, please allow me to take care of the old lady. After the old lady has been around for a hundred years, I will go to Huangjue Temple, ordained as a monk, and eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha for the rest of my life." , do good deeds, and make atonement for my wife!"

In fact, as early as he heard Jia Min say that sister Lin was engaged, he suddenly felt that there was nothing worthy of his nostalgia in the world of mortals.If he became a monk and could help his wife atone for her sins, he would not be unwilling.

Even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu cannot stop the Son of Man from fulfilling his filial piety.After all, Jia Hu didn't really lose his life. Seeing his filial piety, Jia Amnesty no longer wanted to kill him, so when Jia Zhen looked at him, he nodded, which was considered to have agreed to Baoyu's request.

Jia Zhen said: "Since Baoyu is filial, we can't stop it. Second Aunt Zheng can clean up a Buddhist hall and live in it. I only hope that she will never come out again in her life."

He motioned slightly, and the mother-in-law who restrained Wang's hand let go.Wang immediately tore off the handkerchief from her mouth, rushed forward and hugged Baoyu, and finally cried bitterly: "My son!"

But if she was asked to say something that would make Baoyu take back his life, she couldn't say it.

She knew that this was the best ending she could have.

The author has something to say: I remember that there is a section in the original work where Daiyu lamented that the house was expensive, and Baoyu said: "You and I are indispensable after all."

It is this sentence that makes me feel that Baoyu is not muddled, he actually knows everything in his heart, and he also knows that he can't change anything.

Therefore, this story makes such an arrangement for Baoyu.

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