Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

"Damn it!" Jia Xiaoshe was drenched all over, the little white horse didn't like to touch the water very much, so he almost threw him down by shaking his head.

"Looking at the situation, you can't get out here." Lieutenant General Li was sending someone out, but now he can only drag him back, "Maybe it's the rainy season."

Jia Xiaoshe recalled last year's rainy season, "Is it earlier this year?"

Lieutenant General Li estimated in his heart, "It's ahead of time, maybe because it's so hot this year, God will rain earlier."

"Okay, thank God." Jia She felt that his vision was blurred, so he had to temporarily put his mission plan on hold, "I'll talk about it after this period of time. I thought I would come back and forth in time."

Lieutenant General Li also thanked God, and finally he didn't have to worry about letting the Duke go out to be a demon.

On rainy days, there is no training in the Pioneer Battalion, and only people are left for daily patrols, as if they are on summer vacation, and they stay in their tents for the rest of the time.

Jia Xiaoshe sat cross-legged on a piece of bear skin, "I feel like I'm going to be stupid."

"Go out for a walk?"

"If you don't go, you can't see the road clearly, and you can't distinguish between ghosts and humans within five steps." Jia Xiaoshe fell down again, "It's so boring..."

Yao Qianshu was so noisy, "Let Jiangzhu come and play with you, I'll sleep for a while."

"You don't love me anymore!"

"I……"

"You must not love me anymore!"

"I……"

"You heartless tree!"

Yao Qianshu simply closed his mouth, not bothering to argue with him.

"Grandpa, hurry up to [-] miles." Zhao Shu held an umbrella, half of his body was soaked, "Mr. Zhao was brought here in the rain as soon as he arrived at the Xuanfu."

With a serious expression on his face, he placed the box containing the letters in front of Jia Amnesty.

Jia Amnesty sat up when he lifted the curtain, very upright, "Have you seen the wax?"

"It's not from the court, the wax is from the mansion."

"In the mansion?" Jia Amnesty took out the urgent report, tore it apart in twos and twos, and then his face changed.

The only one in Rongguo Mansion who can expedite the trip to the eight hundred miles is Jia Daishan, but this letter is in Jia Zheng's handwriting.

Jia Zhengxin said that since Jia Amnesty left, Jia Daishan's health has been deteriorating. By the time Jia Zheng wrote the letter, he was already bedridden, and he rarely woke up every day. The imperial physician had already prescribed ginseng to extend his life. up.

Jia Zheng understood that this was not very good, so he wrote a letter begging Jia Jing to send it to the border.

"I want to go back to the capital." Jia She held the paper in his hand and muttered, "I'm going to lead the horse."

"Grandpa? What's the matter?" Zhao Shu never guessed that it would be Jia Daishan's bad news.

The border guard was not allowed to leave the station without an order. He was about to stop Jia She, but Jia She put the paper into his hand, "You stay here."

Yao Qianshu held his shoulder and said, "You have to stabilize yourself first, we'll leave now."

Jia Amnesty nodded indiscriminately, "Don't take the little white horse with you, change horses all the way back."

He went out and took a few steps in the rain, and his mind became more clear. He wiped the water on his face, "Zhao Shu, don't let others know."

Zhao Shu's answer came indistinctly with the sound of rain.

With Yao Qianshu around, heavy rain is not a problem.

Originally, Jia Amnesty spent only three days on the ten-day journey without sleep, showing the badge of the Rongguo Mansion along the way. Although there was cooperation from the post station, it also exposed his absence from duty.

When we arrived in the capital, it was night curfew time. Before the gatekeeper could ask questions, Jia She said, "I am Jia She, Duke of Rongguo."

He didn't wash up all the way, and it was hot summer again, so he looked so embarrassing.

At first they thought there would be some entanglement, but the gatekeeper said, "Grandpa, please, Master Jia of the Ning Mansion has already come to take care of it."

Jia She nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "I remember you, if you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me."

With a twitch of his horsewhip, he galloped away from the city gate that had been opened a little.

The sound of horseshoes revealed a sense of loneliness in the night.

Jia Amnesty didn't go around from Lixiangyuan, and directly slammed on the gate of Rongguo Mansion. The door was startled, and he didn't dare to open it at first, and asked through the door, "Who is it?"

It was Yao Qianshu who rushed over, "It's the Duke who is back, open the door."

The door quickly pulled the latch and welcomed them in, "Why are you back?"

Jia Amnesty didn't answer him, and walked quickly to Rongxi Hall.

There were night watchmen all the way past, and when he reached the entrance of Rongxi Hall, half of the people in the mansion woke up.

Jia Jing was pacing in the yard, he was surprised and happy to see him, and a little angry, "Forget it, go in quickly, Zheng'er is inside."

Jia Xiaozheng's mood was much purer than Jia Jing's. He pursed his lips and tried not to cry, "Brother is back."

"Dad fell asleep right now?" Jia She asked in a low voice.

"Just after drinking medicine and falling asleep, my brother wiped his face first." Jia Zheng forced a smile, "Father can't recognize you in this way."

The difference between the names of the two brothers is also a habit they developed when they were young. Jia She was taught by Jia Daishan when he learned to speak. At that time, Jia Daishan had not reached the ultimate maturity. When it came to the latter two children, they were busy with military affairs, Shi Shi took care of them, and taught their father to show respect and filial piety.

Jia Amnesty only had a short time to wash and change clothes, and the memories of the past ten years had been flooding in his mind.

Jia Daishan is really a very good father.

Yao Qianshu fastened his belt for him and remained silent.

"Is it my father?" Jia She held Yao Qianshu's hand and said in a low voice, not daring to ask the whole question.

"I'm sorry... I can't help it." Yao Qianshu held his hand firmly, "Go out and see him."

If you don't save lives, Jia Daishan's life is numbered.

Jia Amnesty nodded, just as he walked to the bed, he saw Jia Daishan staring at him with open eyes, "You're back?"

Different from pretending to be serious and concealing connivance in the past, Jia Daishan's eyes are full of reluctance.

"Father." Jia Amnesty lay beside his bed, "Father, I'm back."

"What did I say? Even if I die, I have to go down. I'm not dead yet." Jia Daishan said slowly, he was already struggling to speak, "Leave another excuse for others to criticize you."

"I'm not afraid, anyone who dares to say I will hit someone." Jia She said in a daze, wiped away tears and said, "Father..."

Unable to hold back, he hugged Jia Daishan's arm and cried loudly, "Father, don't abandon me!"

"It's my father's fault for making you live with such a heavy responsibility." Jia Daishan tried his best to raise his left hand and touched Jia She's head, "But my father's She'er will be the most powerful Rong Guogong. In the future, we must I'm happy every day. It's a pity that I can't see Xi'er getting married, don't miss me, and look ahead."

He looked at Yao Qianshu who was beside him, and Yao Qianshu sighed, "Don't worry, my lord, I will take good care of Xiaoshe."

Jia Xiaoshe was like a lost cub, knelt on the spot at a loss, and would only tell Jia Daishan not to leave over and over again.

Daoist Zhang also arrived, and he shook off the floating dust, "Buddha of Infinite Life, I'll send one to the Lord."

When Jia Zheng heard this sentence, he still couldn't understand, so he suppressed his grief and ordered someone to invite Shi and Jia Min over.

"Let me hug you again." Jia Daishan patted Jia Amnesty, "Stop crying."

When I was young, every time Jia Xiaoshe cried, no matter what Jia Daishan was doing, he would put down what he was doing, hug Jia She to coax him, and say, "Stop crying."

Jia Xiaoshe helped Jia Daishan up, and he grew a lot taller, almost as tall as Jia Daishan.

Jia Daishan opened his hand and hugged him gently, "Okay, don't make me worry."

"Grandpa!" It was Shi Shi who arrived.

Jia Amnesty hugged Jia Daishan back, and with the help of Yao Qianshu, Jia Daishan lay down again, and let him go to the side.

Yao Qian hugged his shoulders comfortably. This was the first time he understood the meaning of death to mortals. It was difficult for him to say that people are always going to die.

Jia Daishan passed away at dawn, and Jia She numbly watched the first light break through the darkness, "Qianshu, my father is gone."

Not all Jia family members can stay in the ancestral hall after death like the old Ning Rong.

"Your father's merits are in Sheji, and the next life will be safe and joyful, full of wealth and honor." Yao Qianshu rubbed his head, "Your father said, tell you to look forward."

"Ah."

White lanterns were hung up in both Ningrong and Rong's residences, and the last elder in the family passed away. Now Jia Jing is the oldest. He stood on the other side of Jia She and asked, "What are you going to do now?"

"Shang Zhezi, first apologize and then resign. I want to help Ling return to Jinling." Jia She said, "Let's take Zheng'er with me."

"I see, I'll go back and make arrangements, and I'll come over later." Jia Jing stopped talking.

Jia Daihua left early, Jia Dai treated him kindly like his own son and took care of him a lot.

Now only the two brothers are left to depend on each other, and the huge family business must be resisted.

Shi was overwhelmed with grief and had a headache, and was bedridden.

Jia Xiaozheng sensibly shared part of the house's affairs.

Jia Jing's wife, Wu Shi, took Shi's pair of cards and poured a lot of money into it. By noon, the mourning hall was set up and the coffin was ready.

The people who reported the funeral sent a wave, and some people were ready to move in the dark.

Especially Concubine Dongping was the happiest, and immediately came to the door in person, saying that she would comfort Mrs. Shi.

"Type it out directly." Jia She said coldly, "Brother respect, write up the papers on the impeachment of the Dongping Palace. If you don't want to live well, let my father be buried with you."

The two handed over the filial papers at the same time, the new emperor hesitated, and suddenly saw another copy.

Wei Ziqi also came to ask for leave.