[Red Mansion] The third master of jade-like stone treasures

Bao Cong closed his eyes weakly, he was really disappointed in Jia Mu...

Yuanyang only got back 3000 taels of silver from Wang Xifeng, and Jia Mu opened a small storehouse and took out 3000 taels, and expected him to return the rest?

"Bao Cong, look at this..." Jia's mother looked at Bao Cong eagerly, and then glanced at Sun Shaozu who was waiting for the cashier.

Sun Shaozu drank tea pretending to be deaf and dumb, but he was secretly watching a play.

He doesn't care who gives the money, he just takes it!

Unexpectedly, because of him, Jia's mansion would sing a big and lively show.Shouldn't he prick up his ears and look in all directions to take a good look at this rare sight that has never happened in a hundred years?

Bao Cong's face was very ugly, and he pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Jia's mother was sure that Sun Shaozu would be there, and he didn't want to make Jia's mother look bad in front of outsiders, so he blatantly signaled him to pay back the money for Jia Amnesty.

He came up with the idea, and he insisted on clarifying this matter now.

If you give up now, all the previous painstaking efforts will be in vain.

But if Bao Cong is so silent and pays Jia Amnesty more than 2 silver, he will feel as disgusting as swallowing a fly, and he is simply an idiot who will be slaughtered!

After waiting for a while, Sun Shaozu seemed a little impatient.

He put down the teacup and said with a smile to Jia Mu: "I think your mansion hasn't thought about this matter yet, it's getting late, why don't I go back first, and the old lady will think about it later?"

At this moment, he could see the embarrassment of Jia's mansion, he couldn't get any money, he was happy, and he had the confidence to speak, and he brought up the previous topic again, saying: "Actually, I really admire the girl from your mansion, I heard that all of them are good girls who are knowledgeable and polite, the old lady might as well think about it, I really want to marry the third girl."

Mother Jia spent a long time on this matter, and her mind became a little confused, and she hesitated: "How do you think about this matter? I..."

Hearing this tone, Bao Cong found that Jia Mu was about to let go, and his heart sank immediately, and he said coldly: "Old Ancestor, don't think about it, just wait for me, I will come as soon as I go."

After saying that, he saluted, turned around resolutely, and walked out quickly.

Looking at Bao Cong's decisive back, Jia's mother panicked for some reason.But when she thought about it again, Bao Cong must have gone looking for silver, and she felt relieved again.

This child took out 100 million taels without saying a word before, and she didn't believe that he didn't have money in his hands.

Even if not, he can still embezzle it from Yu'er first... They are all a family. After the house is relaxed, I will return it to them.Besides, when she dies, the ones in her small warehouse will be divided among the young couple...

The more Jia Mu thought about it, the more she felt that it made sense, and her uneasy heart gradually settled down.

With a smile, she asked the tortoise to serve Sun Shaozu a new cup of tea and a few plates of fresh snacks, and said kindly: "Young man, don't be so anxious, and talk to my old man again!"

Wu Hui was waiting outside the lobby, when she saw Bao Cong come out in a hurry, she went up to her and asked, "Master, how is it?"

Bao Cong didn't stop walking, and ordered in a cold voice: "Go and call all the nursing homes that are idle in the mansion, and then carry a few empty boxes, and follow me to carry things in Uncle's yard."

Wu Hui shuddered all over when he heard this, and he heard an unprecedented coldness from Bao Cong's tone.

This time, the third master seemed to be angry!

Seeing that Wu Hui was stunned and didn't respond, Bao Cong stopped in his tracks, and unconsciously flung his eyes over him, "What's wrong? What's the problem?"

Wu Hui trembled in fright, and hurriedly shook her head frantically: "No problem, no problem! I'm going to call someone now!"

He was about to run away, but Bao Cong stopped him again and asked, "Where is Qingshuang?"

Wu Hui hurriedly replied: "He just left the house just now and said to go to the Sun's house to get the IOU written by Master Xi."

Bao Cong remained expressionless for a while, nodded, and said coldly, "Go and call someone." As he spoke, he lifted his feet and walked towards Jia She's yard.

In Jia She's room, Mrs. Xing was running around in a hurry. Even if she paced back and forth in the room, she couldn't restrain her anxiety and fear.

"Master, are you really okay this time? If the old ancestor asks, what can I say?" Mrs. Xing really loves and hates Jia She!

She is a small family girl, she was lucky enough to marry Jia She to live such a rich life, and she became a first-class imperial wife. Apart from lust and drinking, Jia She treats her well.

Those poor men outside, as long as they have money in their hands, don't they go out to find women to gamble and eat wine?

But Jia Amnesty's troubles are getting bigger and bigger, and this time Sun Shaozu has come to make trouble!

Mrs. Xing didn't care about Yingchun's marriage, she only thought that this time, because of Jia Amnesty, she would definitely be scolded by Jia's mother again!

She was not favored in front of Jia Mu, and even the servants looked down on her. If Jia Mu publicly scolded her a few more times, how could she survive in Jia's mansion?

Jia Amnesty's head was wrapped with a plain cloth, and he was wearing an underwear, lying on the bed with his legs crossed, pretending to be sick.

He was still humming a ditty with mosquitoes in his mouth, and when he heard Mrs. Xing complaining, he immediately became impatient and asked, "What could happen?"

"You are as courageous as a mosquito! I only owe some money, and the mansion will definitely pay it back for me. If you really can't pay it, just marry Yingchun to him!"

After Jia She finished speaking, he muttered again: "How can such a small amount of money be repaid? My ancestors can repay it with a little money from their private treasury..."

While talking, he even sighed, and said: "I, a first-class general, have a hard life! Who is like me, who spends money and still deducts and borrows everywhere?"

"Where are the people from the Duke's Mansion! Shouldn't those people come out with a lot of money to curry favor? Let me tell you, that person surnamed Sun is too stingy, and he kept such a small amount of money in his heart. At the beginning, he was bitter. When you voted for me and begged me to help him, it wasn't like that..."

Jia Amnesty was chattering away when he heard a little girl rush in in a panic and said, "Madam, Master, Third, Third Master is here!"

"Ah?" Mrs. Xing was already guilty and complained about Jia Amnesty, but when she heard Bao Cong approaching, she quickly stood up and looked around.

Jia Amnesty also got up all at once, and was about to get out of bed when he suddenly remembered that he was still pretending to be sick, so he hurriedly lay down again, covered with the quilt and groaning in pain.

Outside the door, without waiting for an announcement, Bao Cong led a dozen or twenty people, carrying boxes, into Jia Amnesty's yard.

His whole body was cold and solemn, Madam Xing was a little frightened, she stammered: "Third nephew, you, what are you doing?"

Bao Cong bowed to Mrs. Xing indifferently, and said, "I heard that Uncle is ill, so I came to visit him specially."

When Jia Amnesty heard Bao Cong's words, he hurriedly pretended to be seriously ill, and said weakly, "Third nephew, you, you have a heart."

Jia Amnesty couldn't see it, but Mrs. Xing could see it clearly.Bao Cong had an indifferent look on his face, and all the nurses in the yard looked fierce and carried boxes. It was not as simple as visiting a doctor.

So, Mrs. Xing frightened and forced a smiling face, "Come on, come on, what are you doing with so many boxes! Our family doesn't talk about such politeness."

Sun Shaozu was still waiting, and Bao Cong didn't want to waste time, so he said expressionlessly: "These are empty boxes, I'm afraid my aunt doesn't know about it, but a man named Sun Shaozu said he borrowed some antiques for my uncle to admire, he said." I’m here today to go back. Uncle is too sick to get up, so I’ll pack those antiques for him and return them to Sun.”

Those antiques are his lifeblood!Take it back and pay it off!

When Jia Amnesty heard this, he couldn't lie down immediately, so he quickly sat up and lifted the bed curtain, dragged his shoes and rushed to Bao Cong.

"What antique did you borrow? It was obviously given to me by his grandson Shaozu, why do you want to take it back now?"

Jia She angrily pointed at Bao Cong and said, "You are a nephew, and you actually came here to look through the things of the elders! Really, really disrespecting the elders! It's an insult to the gentlemen!"

Bao Cong didn't speak, but looked at Jia She coldly.Jia Amnesty was stared at by his icy eyes, and suddenly there was a chill behind his back, and a creepy feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

But after all, Bao Cong was only eighteen or nineteen years old, he had no fame and was a junior, Jia She calmed down, and soon forgot the cold feeling in his heart, and continued to shout at Bao Cong: "How did your father teach you? Do you want to teach you to disrespect your elders and rush into uncle's yard to search for things?"

Before coming, Bao Cong was ready to tear his face apart, and he was not surprised at all when he saw Jia She's ugly face with black and white reversed.

He glanced at Wu Hui, and was very satisfied to see that he was leading the nursing home and blocked the gate of Jia Amnesty's courtyard tightly.

Although the family ugliness can't be covered up, but now is not the time to be discovered by outsiders.

Facing Jia Amnesty, Bao Cong smiled suddenly, but his tone was extremely cold: "I see that uncle is alive and kicking, and he doesn't look sick. You borrowed 8000 taels of silver from Sun Shaozu and many antiques, he said It is converted into a total of 3 taels."

"Now that I'm asking for a debt at my door, it's at my ancestor's place. Why don't uncle come with me now and pay off the debt on the spot!"

As he said that, Bao Cong made a look and asked Wu Hui to lead someone to Raja Amnesty.

Wu Hui was already terrified when she blocked Jia She's courtyard door, but when she saw Bao Cong winkingly told him to tie Jia She, her heart trembled like chaff.

That's a first-class general, the future owner of Rongguo Mansion!

However, he is Bao Cong's man!

Even though he was terribly scared in his heart, it must not show on his face.

At worst, he was beaten half to death and sold out!The third master will definitely save him, right?

Wu Hui swallowed her bitterness, gritted her teeth, and called to the two guards to rush forward, when Jia She saw that the situation was not good, she quickly fell on Mrs. Xing, crying out.

"Oh, I, I can't do it anymore. I have a headache, a backache, and a stomachache!" Jia Amnesty pressed on Mrs. Xing with a face of pain, and almost pushed her down.

"They're all dead! Why don't you come over and help the master!" Mrs. Xing screamed, and several little girls came up tremblingly, and caught Jia She who fell on Mrs. Xing.

Mrs. Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated to the corner.

The family surnamed Jia started a fight, so what does it matter to her!What a disaster!

Jia Amnesty was obviously pretending to be sick, of course it was impossible for Bao Cong to just let him go.Stepping forward, he blocked Jia She's way to go back to bed.

"Since that's the case, I'll help uncle pack up the antiques and return them to Sun Shaozu," he said.

After hearing this, Jia Amnesty pretended to be sick, and said angrily with his eyes widened, "You, you...the money you owe, isn't there money in the public? Why do you want to get my antiques?"

"How can you be such a nephew in the world? You brought so many people in broad daylight! Came to copy uncle's yard!"

Jia Amnesty fell on the little girl, looking so angry and anxious that he almost fainted, "God! Ancestor! How could our Jia family have such descendants? What a crime! What a crime!"

He scolded Bao Cong again: "You were disobedient when you were young. I thought you'd studied for a few years and improved after you grew up, but I didn't expect you to do such a wolf-hearted thing now!"

Do evil?ungrateful?

Bao Cong's face was expressionless, as if a layer of ice had formed in his heart.

As long as the heart is not conscious, it won't hurt if you hear such words, right?

He ignored Jia Amnesty, turned his head to Wu Hui and said, "Move the table, set the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Wu Hui was stunned for a moment: "This, third master, do you want it?"

She didn't hear Bao Cong's words, but met his calm eyes, deep and deep eyes, without a trace of emotion.

Wu Hui's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't ask any more questions, she just hurriedly asked someone to move the table and set up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Mrs. Jia Shexing and all the servants in the yard stared blankly at Bao Cong, swiped their pens and wrote something quickly.

Blowing on the ink on the paper, Bao Cong put the paper on the table, and said to Jia She: "There is money in the palace, but my uncle may have forgotten it. Now that we have not separated, the money is not from my uncle alone." Yes. Since you can’t pay back your money, and you’re not willing to take out the antiques, then sign this certificate.”

Jia Amnesty was stunned, "Proof? What proof?"

Bao Cong said calmly: "Prove that you owed 3 taels, but I paid it back for you with the money from the public. I have already written down the cause and effect of this matter, as well as your uncle's drinking and gambling. .”

He took a step forward and forced him coldly: "Uncle, please sign and draw a pledge. The people in this yard are all witnesses."

What?Drinking and gambling?Sign and draw?

He is crazy to sign such a ghost certificate that he has never heard of!

Jia She was so angry that he didn't pretend to be sick. He immediately gave Bao Cong a savage yell, and said boldly, "You uneducated crazy boy! Who taught you to do such a thing of bullying the elders?"

"I'm a first-class general, and I'm your uncle. You, a young brat, where did you get the courage to write such a damn thing and ask me to sign it?"

He stepped forward excitedly, and was about to pick up the piece of paper and tear it up, but was stopped by Bao Cong's palm, and the other hand clamped Jia She's hand.

Bao Cong said coldly to Wu Hui: "Hold it down!"

Without even thinking about it, Wu Hui quickly stepped forward and held Jia Amnesty down.

Bao Cong grabbed Jia She's hand without batting an eye, bit between his index fingers, grabbed his fingers, and pressed hard on the paper.

"Help! You're killing someone! Old ancestor! Jia Zheng! Second brother!"

Jia She immediately screamed in pain, and burst into tears.

The servants in the yard were shocked!

But none of them dared to move, they were all frightened stupid by Bao Cong's fierce look!

At this time, I only heard a roar from outside the yard: "Stop!"

It was Jia Zheng. He rushed in from the outside, and when he saw the situation in Jia She's courtyard, he was trembling with anger.

"Let go of your uncle!" Jia Zheng angrily yelled.

Bao Cong let go, and let go of Jia Amnesty expressionlessly.

This Jia's mansion is really a good sieve, the whole courtyard is blocked, and there are still people reporting to Jia Zheng.

Jia She raised his bleeding finger and yelled at Jia Zheng, "Second Brother! Is this how you taught your son? Look at what this villain has done! If you want to kill me today, you will copy my yard, and tomorrow How do you know that he dare not touch you?"

What? !A son wants to touch Lao Tzu?This is not bad!

Hearing this, Jia Zheng was furious, and immediately stepped up in two or three steps, slapped Bao Cong hard, and shouted: "You rebellious son! Kneel down!"

The slap was too hard, Bao Cong was hit on the side of the head, and even the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

He closed his eyes, calmed down, and opened them again.

Si Tiao slowly folded up the piece of paper on which Jia Amnesty had pressed his fingerprint, put it in his bosom and put it away.

Then, kneel down.