After the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

Jia Jing let out a long sigh and nodded.

Jia Amnesty asked anxiously, "Is he not afraid of falling and being smashed to pieces?"

You see, the truth that Jia Amnesty can understand, can Jia Daishan not understand?

Could it be that the doom has really arrived and the mind has been lost?

Even if it is really fate, but if he accepts his fate, he will die, so why does he have to accept his fate?

Jia Jing asked, "Do you dare to disobey good uncle Yang?"

Jia Amnesty hesitated: "What do you mean?"

He is stupid and filial in nature, Shi Shi was cut off by Jia Jing and Sun's people, and then he gave birth to a rebellious heart.

But Jia Daishan has always valued him very much. If it is not a last resort, he does not want to upset his father.

Jia Jing sighed secretly, and said seriously: "Naturally, he would drag him back to the right path from the tightrope. Even if there is only this way, it is safer than walking on the tightrope, right?"

"I dare!" This time, Jia She answered without hesitation.

"That's fine." Jia Jing smiled, beckoned him to come over, whispered for a while, and asked, "Got it?"

"Understood." Jia She nodded, "But, is this really okay?"

"Of course it is possible." Jia Jing said, "Uncle Shan just wants to find a way out, not to take advantage of the dragon."

Jia Jing asked him to have a meal, and asked which girl at home he had seen, and then sent him out.

Then, he sat back in the study and meditated for a long time alone.

He remembered that in his previous life, Jia She's wife was the Song family, a cousin of the Zhang family of the prince's mother's family.This distance, neither far nor near, can be described as advancing, attacking, retreating, or defending.

But presumably from that time, in the heart of the sage, Jia Daishan had criticisms.

Otherwise, Jia Daishan's death would not have directly dropped the title of Rongguo Mansion to a first-class general.

Daxia's titles are roughly divided into four levels: Duke, Marquis, Bo, and General, and each level is divided into three classes.

At that time, Jia Yan was the first-class Duke who was conferred by himself. Because Jia Yan had a strong family, when Jia Daishan took over the title, the saint meant that he was demoted to a second-class Duke Rong.

Not to mention how many ranks it takes to drop from a second-class Duke to a first-class general, just say that above the uncle is considered a super-rank title. Although a first-class general is still a title, he has a rank.

One product.

Jia Jing smiled inexplicably, and heard a commotion outside the study.

"Go and see what's going on." He gestured to Huai'er.

Huai'er went out, and came back with a smile after a while: "Master, it's because the elder brother misses the master, so he made a fuss about the nanny to come over."

Jia Jing lifted his spirits: "Hurry up and hug me in?"

The eldest brother is the son of Jia Jing, who was named Jia Zhen by Jia Daihua.

But although this child was also called Jia Zhen, she was born several years earlier than the one in her previous life.

Because the biological mothers are not the same person, they look different.

After the kid gradually grows, Jia Jing hugs him and often laughs secretly in his heart: Boy, you escaped a catastrophe!

If he looked exactly like Jia Zhen in his previous life, Jia Jing would have to give him a good meal, firstly to give him a long memory, and secondly to express his grievances.

Not long after, the eldest brother was carried in by Huai'er.As for nurses and servant girls, Jia Jing was never allowed to enter his study.

"Daddy, daddy..." The eldest brother is only two years old, but his arms and legs are very strong. When he saw Jia Jing, he jumped out of his arms and wanted him to hug him. When he opened his mouth to call someone, his saliva started to flow chin.

Jia Jing didn't have the rule of "caring for a grandson but not a son", so he got up and took his fat son over.

Then, while wiping his saliva, he teased him to talk.

What did you eat today?Be good or not?Have you played with your grandfather or grandmother?

The eldest brother jumped out word by word, but the answer was still clear.

After three months from the eldest brother, Xu gave all the housekeeping to Yuniang, moved to Chunhui Hall with Jia Daihua for the elderly, and handed over Rongqing Hall to Jia Jing and his wife.

Mrs. Xu delegated authority happily, and she was not mean to her daughter-in-law on weekdays, so Yuniang reciprocated, and sent her eldest brother to Chunhui Hall with her nanny.

Originally, Jia Daihua's spirit was not as good as the first day, but since his elder brother often went to Chunhui Hall to play, he became stronger day by day.

A few days ago, I specially found a skilled craftsman to learn how to make bamboo ware, and weaved a lot of little birds, little rabbits, little tigers and so on for my grandson.Made bamboo dragonfly and Mokele again.

Mrs. Xu, on the other hand, laughed and scolded him that he was getting more and more out of shape, and at the same time asked him to choose good bamboo with green and green years.

Well, don't say who the old couple are.

The old couple loved their grandson to the core. Jia Jing originally wanted to be a strict father, and ten out of ten men in the Jia family are strict fathers.

But his blood was cut off in his previous life, and now facing such a small and soft lump, his heart almost melted, and he only thought: Son, in this life, your father will definitely pave a golden road for you, so that you can travel safely and safely. To be a minister.

Therefore, the four elders in the family, only Yu Niang, was the villain, and restrained him from time to time, so that although the elder brother was bold, he also knew that his eyebrows were high and his eyes were low.

The child was uncertain, and the father and son babbled and chatted for a while, the elder brother couldn't sit still, he kept twisting on Jia Jing's lap, looking left and right to find something of interest.

Jia Jing didn't restrain himself, and looked at his son's big round eyes with a smile, looking here and there for a while.

Suddenly, the eldest brother's eyes froze, and he stared straight at the emerald tiger paperweight on the desk.

The paperweights were a pair of cubs the size of a fist, and the emerald was red with some white lines.

The texture is not too transparent, but the carving is excellent, and the two tigers standing and lying down are carved vividly and naively.

"Ah!" The eldest brother exclaimed happily, leaned forward and threw himself on the wenge wood desk, reaching out to grab the paperweight.

When Jia Jing saw that it was that thing, he was taken aback, and quickly snatched it away: "My son, you can't play with this."

The pair of tiger paperweights were placed in the prince's study. Because the carvings were so exquisite, Jia Jing couldn't help but look at them twice, and the prince rewarded him.

If it's something else, it's fine, let him beat it, but the things given by the palace still bear the "Imperial System" mark, and there must be no mistakes.

It's just that, on weekdays, I'm used to it going smoothly with him, but this time I didn't get what I wanted, this little ancestor can be regarded as opening the sluice gate, "Wow wow" burst into tears.

Jia Jing quickly asked Huai'er to put away the paperweight, stood up and patted his son.

To be honest, Jia Jing really has no talent for raising children.

Or it may be that children are sensitive, and it is useful to know who to cry to.

Anyway, no matter how he tried to coax this little ancestor, the more he wept, the more wronged he became. His little red nose was trembling, which made people feel pity and love.

Not long after, Jia Jing raised his hands in surrender, carried him out of the study hastily, and stuffed him into the nurse's arms: "Quickly, take him to find grandma."

—Let your mother rule you!

The nanny was both amused and distressed, she hugged her elder brother and patted her softly, while leading a few maids to the main hall.

The main hall of Rongqingtang is the place where the housewife handles daily affairs. Jia Jing and his wife live in the East Nuan Pavilion, while Jia Jing's study is in the West Wing.

If you don't go down the corridor, walk in a straight line diagonally, and you will not be far from the main hall.

Therefore, when Jia Jing left the study, Yuniang, who was meeting the lady in charge in the main hall, heard it.

The ladies in charge are also savvy people. Seeing the eldest grandma's eyes glance out from time to time, she knows that she is thinking about her elder brother.

Several people looked at each other, picked up the important news, and prepared to push back the unimportant ones.

When the nanny hugged her coaxed elder brother and begged to see her outside, Yu Niang had already finished the process.

The ladies in charge greeted the eldest brother one by one, and then went out one after another.

"What's the matter?" Yu Niang reached out to take her son, and saw that his brows and eyes were flushed from crying, and the skin under his cheeks was a little wrinkled, so she hurriedly asked for warm water, and while wiping her son's face with her own hands, she asked the nanny.

The nanny replied with a low eyebrow, "It turned out that my brother was thinking about my uncle and wanted to go, so the uncle took my brother into the study to play. The servants and servants are waiting outside, and they don't know much about the situation inside. It vaguely sounds like my brother wants to grab something, but my uncle won't let me."

When Yu Niang heard it, she understood.

With Jia Jing's love for his son, if he can play for his brother, no matter how high or low he is, he has never felt sorry for him.

This can't be played by brother, it can only be made inside.

"Okay, okay." Yu Niang nodded her elder brother's forehead, purposely keeping a straight face, "How did Mother teach you? Why are you making trouble with your father again?"

The eldest brother snorted a few times, knowing that his mother was angry, he grinned flatteringly.

"You little slick!" Yu Niang was about to say again, when the maid brought the cream to protect the baby's skin, Yu Niang pulled out the jade hairpin from her sideburns, picked a little bit and squeezed it on her fingertips, and spread it evenly on the baby's skin. on the cheek of the eldest brother.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Jia Daihua and Mrs. Xu had already got the news. Jia Daihua blew his beard and stared and said, "What a good thing, since I can't play with it for my grandson, why should I show it?"

Jia Jing said helplessly: "It's a new reward from the prince, so I naturally want to display it for use."

This is also to show their attitude to the saint. They Ningguo Mansion listens to the saint's words very much. If the saint wants to support the prince, then he will support the prince wholeheartedly.

Although it is not possible for the prince to fart and say it is delicious, the things the prince rewards must be loved very much, and you can't put it down.

How could Jia Daihua not understand this truth?

It's just that his eldest grandson suffered a disadvantage, and he was always upset.

"Okay, okay, you old thing, you can't stop your mouth even if you eat it!" Mrs. Xu hurriedly smoothed things over for her son.

Jia Daihua snorted twice and turned the page.