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

At the gate of Rongguo Mansion, the soldier who knocked on the door ran up to King Zhongshun and reported, "My lord, no one answered the door!"

King Zhongshun glanced at the movement in Ningguo Mansion next door.

The door over there was already wide open, and the screams of women, and the voices of men crying for their father and mother, passed through a street and came to Rongguo Mansion.

"If no one answers the door, open it!" King Zhongshun shouted angrily.

The little soldier was almost hit in the face by King Zhongshun's waving hands, and he endured it for a while before resisting the urge to avoid it.

"Yes!" He replied loudly, and then quickly ran to the other direction, beckoning a group of people to find the rough wood that hit the gate.

Fuzhong.

Lin Zhixiao has been tied up and gagged.

At this time, he was being pressed in front of Bao Cong by two strong servants, and he shrank into a ball in panic.

Baocong's yard was crowded with servants, and outside the yard, there was also a crowd of servants whispering and looking around in panic.

Lin Daiyu calmly ordered several servants to report to Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing, Wang Xifeng and Baochai respectively, asking them to change into mourning clothes and go to Jiamu's place.

Bao Cong held Lin Daiyu's slightly cool hand, his thoughts were spinning rapidly.

How can we give it a go?

Although Jia's mother had just passed away, Yuan Chun was still living in the palace.Lin Daiyu is still the head of Anle County. He himself did not make any mistakes in the Imperial Academy, nor was he dismissed.Although Baoyu has not entered the court yet, he has a good relationship with the King of Beijing...

The more critical the time, the more calm you must be.

Bao Cong slowly called a person's name: "Dongming, you should find a way to get out of the house now."

At this moment, Dongming didn't expect Bao Cong to call him first.

He hurriedly came out from behind Wu Hui and Qing Shuang, bent forward and listened.

"Go to the Palace of Beijing for help first. If the King of Beijing does not respond, there is no need to delay. Go to the gate of the palace and guard it. When the gate of the palace opens, report the funeral immediately. If Chen Ping comes back from Jiangxi in a few days, you and him will go find him." Liu Xianglian, there is no need to go back to Jia's residence."

Although the situation was urgent, Bao Cong deliberately slowed down his speech.

This made the panicked crowd calm down a little bit, and they all began to quiet down and listen to his words.

Dong Ming was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Bao Cong meant.

The contract of sale between him and Chen Ping is no longer in Jia's house. If the Rongguo Mansion really collapsed, then going to Liu Xianglian would be the best way for them to survive.

"Third Master, this..." Dong Ming was in a daze, just about to say something, but Wu Hui grabbed his collar.

Wu Hui said ferociously: "You can do what the third master says, what are you still talking about? I think it's too much time!"

As he said that, he directly grabbed Dong Ming's collar and chased him away.

Dongming understood, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, then stood up and ran away without looking back.

Once Dong Ming left, Bao Cong arranged things more and more methodically, and his speaking speed became faster and faster.

"Zijuan Wuhui, you two spread rumors everywhere that the ancestors are gone, and the prepared white curtains and other things are arranged, and the white lanterns are hung up without candles. Go to the ancestors to mourn."

"Qingwen waits for Yu'er to get dressed, don't leave even a single step when you go to the ancestor's place. Qingshuang, go and get the Yu Ruyi that was given to me by the palace when I was married, and guard this courtyard."

Finally, Bao Cong glanced at the crowd solemnly, and said coldly: "Listen up, don't shout, after the arrangement is complete, stay around and don't run around."

"If anyone makes trouble, tie him up directly, without waiting for someone to break in and deal with it, I will kill him directly!"

When everyone heard this, they all trembled in fright and shrank their necks.

It was the first time that Bao Cong said the word "kill"!

Wu Fen Zijuan reacted very quickly, and immediately responded, calling everyone to act.

The servants are used to being ordered around, they were panicked just now, but this time Bao Cong came out to arrange things, very habitually, he started to move.

Qingwen also quickly found out Baocong, Lin Daiyu, her filial piety, and the pair of Yu Ruyi.

Qingshuang took Yu Ruyi, Bao Cong took the filial obedience and put it on outside, while Qingwen waited on Lin Daiyu and went back to the house to change the filial obedience.

After several people were ready, Bao Cong shook Lin Daiyu's hand, and after giving her a few instructions, he asked Qingwen to lead Xueyan Qiu'er and the others to protect her and go to Jiamu's first.

And he himself took twenty guards and walked towards the gate of Rongguo Mansion.

The gate of Rongguo Mansion was being bustled by rough wood.

Bao Cong led the people to stand behind the gate, watching the cork of the gate creak and creak, struggling to withstand the impact.

Behind them, the servants, together with the guard, hung white curtains and white lanterns on the porch at the gate, as well as various paper wreaths and dolls for sacrificial offerings.

When the night wind blows, the white mantle and white lanterns are swaying, and the paper flowers and dolls seem to be swaying slightly.

A dozen or so torches were lit, and the flames flew wildly, illuminating the inside of the gate very brightly and warmly.

Bao Cong suddenly took the torch from a nurse, thought for a while, and said, "Bring a bucket of water!"

After a few dazzling efforts, the nursing home found a bucket of water from the tea room in the side room.

Bao Cong poked the head of the torch into the bucket, stabbed a few times, and the flame was extinguished.

"All the torches are extinguished, just keep one."

"Yes!" The guards stepped forward one by one without asking why, and extinguished all the extra torches.

After the people set up the gate, they withdrew to their original posts one after another, and there were only Bao Cong, about [-] guards, and a weak torch left in the gate.

Now when the night wind blows, there are white floating everywhere, and even the sturdy man unconsciously felt his back cool when he saw this scene.

Very good, the scene is very scary!

Bao Cong nodded in satisfaction, and looked back at the cork wood of the gate, which was already cracked.

He waved his hand and asked a nurse to come forward and open the door.

With a sound of "bang", the cork wood cracked, and the gate of Rongguo Mansion was knocked open.

"Mom!"

The officers and soldiers outside the door threw away the rough logs and were about to rush in, but they were shocked by the gloomy scene inside the door!

"You're looking for death! What's your name!" King Zhongshun angrily stepped forward and kicked the scared officers and soldiers on the ground.

Then he looked into the door himself.

Inside, there were more than [-] people standing very neatly in the dark, with a little fire flickering faintly at the back, flickering and flickering.

There were no panicked cries as expected.

Compared with the noise that was overflowing from everywhere in Ningguo Mansion next door, Rongguo Mansion was absolutely quiet.

Look closely at the side of those people, under the night, white curtains, white lanterns, white paper wreaths, and weird colorful paper people... creepy...

King Zhongshun unconsciously swallowed twice, trying to calm himself down.

He poked his head and shouted loudly: "Who is in there? This king is here on order, why don't you come out to see him?"

Bao Cong bowed slowly, walked a few steps towards the gate, and showed his grief-stricken face in front of King Zhongshun.

He wept and said: "The lower official, Jia Baocong, pays homage to Prince Zhongshun! The grandmother at home has just passed away, and the relatives are all immersed in grief. Prince Zhongshun brought people here in a hurry, and I am far away from welcoming you, please forgive me."

"I just don't know why the prince came here in the middle of the night and let someone knock down the gate of my house. What's the matter?"

"This king, this king is here to proclaim the decree!" King Zhongshun's original plan was to rush over immediately after breaking open the gate of Rongguo Mansion, arrest all the Jia family members, and then ransack the mansion completely.

As a result, the old matriarch of Jia's mansion actually died at this critical moment!

Although King Zhongshun didn't take Jia Mu seriously, she was still a first-class imperial wife, her father was a hero who founded the country, and she handed over handkerchiefs to Concubine Nan'an and others... Emperor Zhao and the empress returned two points of face Well, could he rush in and steal the mansion right after he died?

Then, King Zhongshun straightened his back and thought: He is acting according to the order!Do you still have to choose an auspicious day to steal your home?

So, as soon as he raised his hand and stretched it back, an imperial decree was handed over.

"Under the decree—"

Both Baocong and the nursing home of Jia's mansion knelt down.

"Following the fate of the heavens, the emperor issued an edict: Jia amnesty for the first-prize soldier, taking up lawsuits, transporting foreign officials, and bullying the weak according to the situation... I also know Jia Lian, marrying and taking concubines at the national funeral, eating wine and gambling, and buying land by force. ....Jiangxi Liangdao Jiazheng neglected his duties, used his power for personal gain, and did not know how to govern officials. These three people have failed my kindness and have honored the virtues of their ancestors. Now they have been deprived of their titles and official positions, demoted to common people, exiled for three thousand miles, and even sit in their families .The family property in the mansion will be filled into the national treasury. This is it."

Even sitting family!

Bao Cong's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, sure enough, the imperial decree for confiscating the family is usually for the family.

However, there is still a ray of hope.

Bao Cong knelt on the ground, raised his head and asked directly: "My lord, the lower and lower officials have not been dismissed and investigated in the imperial decree, and my wife is the head of Anle County, who was personally appointed by the Holy Majesty, and there is no mention of deprivation of the title. I don't know how the lord will deal with my husband and wife. ?”

King Zhongshun snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Naturally, I will take care of you two first, and we will deal with it after asking the Holy One."

"Since that's the case, please order from the lord, don't disturb your wife." Bao Cong calmly bowed to King Zhongshun, and then continued: "Grandmother has a last word, saying that she wants to be buried with the plaque of Rongguo Mansion, and please give permission from the lord." .”

"Keep an inch!" King Zhongshun looked ugly, and pressed his saber with scabbard on Bao Cong's neck fiercely, "You little boy, what right do you have to discuss with this king?"

Bao Cong's neck was hurting from the pressure, and his back was almost bent, but he still gritted his teeth hard.

"The lord is confiscating the house according to the order, so naturally there is no need to discuss it with the lower official. The lower official is just asking the lord, hoping that the lord can grant the lord to fulfill his grandmother's last wish." He spoke slowly, as if he was thinking about organizing his words , is actually delaying time as much as possible.

Dongming went to King Beijing for help, and King Beijing went to the palace, and then left the palace to Jia's house. The journey alone would take time, not to mention the need to persuade Emperor Zhao.

King Zhongshun was even more annoyed when he heard Bao Cong's dismissal one by one, with a calm expression on his face.

As early as the beginning, this kid had squeezed out one of his disciples.If it weren't for this kid's luck, he wouldn't be able to take the position of Chuanlu, let alone serve in the Hanlin Academy!

He's just a small editor, yet he dares to be rampant in front of him!

King Zhongshun raised his eyes maliciously, and ordered: "Come here, take off this plaque for me."

"Yes!"

Soon, the officers and soldiers moved the ladders, took down the plaque of Rongguo Mansion, and placed it respectfully in front of King Zhongshun.

He arrogantly withdrew the saber that was on Bao Cong's neck, drew it out, and slashed at the plaque that was extremely precious in the eyes of the Jia family.

Kakaka——

The plaque was cut into several pieces at once, and fell to pieces on the high steps in front of Jia's house, and a small piece fell to the bottom of the steps, still grunting.

After admiring the broken logs on the ground for a while, King Zhongshun was finally satisfied.

He put the big knife back into the scabbard, looked at Bao Cong proudly, and then signaled to his subordinates to tie up Bao Cong and the twenty guards.

"Go in!" Zhongshun Wang said.

"Yes!"

The officers and soldiers rushed in with torches in uniform, and the torches ignited the unsightly white curtains, white lanterns, paper wreaths and paper dolls.

Jia's house, which was still pitch black just now, was suddenly lit up with flames.

Like Ningguo Mansion next door, it is bright and bright.

Bao Cong couldn't help but glance back at the door, feeling a little confused in his mind.

Why hasn't Prince Jing come here yet?Could it be that King Zhongshun really had to finish copying the Rongguo Mansion before he came?Or is it that the King of Beijing is not planning to come?Or the king of Beijing hasn't convinced Emperor Zhao yet?He can't make it?

Then, he moved his ears, as if he was hallucinating.

The rapid sound of hooves.

Someone else vaguely shouted: "There is a decree from the Holy Spirit! Amnesty Jia Jiabao Yu Baozhen..."

Sighing heavily, Bao Cong smiled bitterly, clenched his fists, and resisted his urge to break free from the rope and rush to Jia Mu.

Sure enough, it was an auditory hallucination, and it is still possible to pardon him and Lin Daiyu. How could Emperor Zhao pardon Baoyu for no reason?

It turns out that such a beautiful wish is so difficult to realize...