Jia Zheng is a scholar, and has always been respectful of rules and decency. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mrs. Wang with loose hair on the temples, sitting on the ground crying and wiping away tears, and his face sank.

Jia Amnesty also saw the chaos in the room, first glanced at the old lady, saw that she was still calm, then strode forward to pick up Madam Xing, then kicked the housekeeper Wang Shanbao's family unconsciously past.

He tightly covered Mrs. Xing's mouth, and said to the old lady: "Mother, Mrs. Xing has lost her mind, I'm afraid she may have bumped into something."

There was a flash of light in Jia Mu's eyes, she glanced at Jia Zheng again, and sighed deeply, "You are right. This disease started from Feng girl, and I am afraid that it is the Qin family who has gone to her."

"I don't know what rules my mother has?" Jia Zheng had already realized what they said, and hurriedly asked: "The imperial physician will come later, do you still want him to take a pulse?"

"Let them be quiet first." Mother Jia had a headache, closed her eyes and ordered: "The eldest wife, second wife, and Feng girl, all move to my yard, no matter which room, clean it out for them to recuperate temporarily. Except for Lian'er, everyone in this yard is allowed to enter and not to leave."

As soon as she uttered a word, the medicinal soup for calming the nerves, the small courtyard for recuperation, and the old lady guarding the Baosha were all in place one by one.The room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard, and there was no more noise and noise before.

Wang Shanbao's family and Zhou Rui's family were dragged to nowhere, but three strong servants picked up their wives and grandmas and headed for the old lady's upper courtyard.

"Baoyu." Mother Jia eased her complexion, and she was a kind and kind old lady again, "Your sister is weak and can't bear it, so send Miss Lin back to rest."

Seeing that Daiyu was about to speak, Mother Jia touched her face and waved her hand lightly.

"Grandma, please take care of your health." Daiyu couldn't help but salute the two uncles, and left Sister Feng's yard with Wukong.

For a while there was only one mandarin duck left in the house. Mother Jia regarded her as her confidant and did not shy away from it, but she still said, "Go and see if Lian'er and the others have coaxed the eldest sister well."

The mandarin ducks retreated quietly, and then Mother Jia said, "All the people present today are in the next ear room."

Jia Amnesty responded, "My son knows how to do it."

Mother Jia said "hmm" and rubbed her forehead, "Ms. Xing is okay, it's just the jealousy in your backyard."

Jia She lowered his eyelids, "My son's courtyard is full of prostituted concubines, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Mother Jia showed a satisfied expression, and said: "These companions are wild-minded, secretly greedy for a lot of things, and those who dared to take advantage of the name of the master's family to get things done, all of them will be severely punished." It seems that Lai everyone is still involved, you found someone to investigate slowly."

Jia Amnesty nodded, seeing that Mother Jia had nothing to say, she bowed and left to arrange related matters.

When Fang walked outside the door, he heard the sound of a glass being thrown inside, and he thought of Jia Zheng's younger brother, so he could only sigh.

Jia Zheng stood on the ground with his hands down, a few pieces of tea leaves stained on his black official boots, staring at the broken Ru kiln ice-patterned teacup, listening to Jia's mother scolding him.

"You are a good official and a good family! You dare to call yourself a gentleman without repairing the inner curtains? I am ashamed for your ancestors!"

Jia Zheng's face was pale and he didn't dare to argue. He heard his mother's reprimand in his ears, and he thought of his elder brother's response for no reason.

After all, he is a successor who has been cultivated since childhood.

Jia Mu was tired of scolding, and seeing that he still looked dull, she felt boring, so she sighed and said, "I know it's difficult for you now, and I shouldn't have placed the burden on you."

These words made him more embarrassed than scolding, "Mother..."

Jia's mother had no intention of talking to him any more, and only ordered: "After all, the Wang family is related to the Wang family, and she is Baoyu Yuanchun's mother, so don't give up easily. You can entrust Wang Ziteng with the lives in her hands, please." That's fine, big brother, let's settle it. As for the usury...let's ask for the IOUs first, and burn them all, regardless of the principal and interest, and they are not allowed to recover."

Looking at the old lady sitting tall, Jia Zheng felt how ignorant and ridiculous the laments of "mother is old" in the past.

After all, it is the daughter of the Shihou family and the old lord of the Rongguo Mansion.

After Jia Zheng also went, Yuanyang brought Jia Lian to worship.

Jia Mu looked at Jia Lian whose face was scratched, and didn't know what to say, so she sighed and said, "If girl Feng can't get better, please lift up Ping'er to take care of the eldest sister."

Jia Lian was so frightened that she didn't know what to do. Naturally, what she said was what she said, and she responded: "What the old ancestor said is that this Ping'er has no name and no title and has followed me for a long time. It's time to mention her an aunt."

"Let's look at Feng girl." Jia Mu stood up supporting Yuanyang's arms, only to feel that her white hair was getting older, "You can do whatever your father tells you."

Daiyu sat by the window in a dull mood, intending to copy a few volumes of scriptures, but she couldn't concentrate, she was worrying and bored, but she saw Wukong approaching with a big fat pigeon.

Fei Qiong'er was overjoyed when she saw her, and landed on the table to peck her fingertips lightly.Daiyu smiled lightly, and patted its head: "It's good to be back safely."

Seeing her raising her eyebrows, Wukong heaved a sigh of relief, but heard her ask: "How are Auntie and the others?"

"The imperial doctor has already seen it, performed the acupuncture again, and prescribed a prescription, which is now being fried, if you want to come and drink it."

He tried his best to pretend to be worried and anxious, but he didn't seem like it. Fortunately, Daiyu didn't pay attention and was watching Fei Qiong'er jumping up and down.

"You said, when people grow up, don't they all become unlike themselves?" Daiyu showed some hesitation.

"This……"

Wukong has a stomach full of profound Buddhist theories, and Taoist collections are also at his fingertips, but he doesn't want to say those empty proverbs to prevaricate.

Daiyu has read a lot of books, so she may not be ignorant of those great principles.She is not asking for an explanation, but just needs a little relief.

Wukong thought for a while, and said to her: "At least you and I are always like this."

In the side courtyard of the upper room, the little maid gave medicine to Mrs. Wang and the three of them. Seeing them waking up slowly, their eyes seemed to be clear, so she hurriedly reported it to Sister Yuanyang.

Mrs. Wang didn't know why, so she walked around the courtyard and saw that she seemed to be grounded, and she felt a little angry in her heart.When they saw Sister Feng who was in a daze, they wondered if their elder brother Wang Ziteng had committed some serious crime of ransacking the family and exterminating the family. The Jia family wanted to disown them.

Mrs. Xing waddled out of the door and saw Mrs. Wang and Sister Feng staring at each other in the courtyard. She was about to say a few words when the door of the other side opened, but it was Mother Jia and Jia pardoning Jia Zhengsan. people.

"Old lady, master." Madam Xing squatted down, noticing some soreness in her limbs, and hurriedly asked: "Didn't you visit Feng girl earlier, for some reason, the three of us were allowed to live here?"

Jia She said to her with a calm face, "Suddenly you lost your mind and went crazy, shouting and beating everywhere. Your loyal guardian of Wang Shanbao's family, who accompanied the house, was beaten to death by you."

Mrs. Xing was shocked, but she kept silent when she saw his expression.

"Since you're awake, don't bother the old lady, go back with me."

Mrs. Xing was timid, but she didn't dare to disobey, and she followed Jia She's orders.

She always felt that today's Elder Master was too strange, and he was completely different from the usual one.

Mrs. Wang saw Mrs. Xing going out with Jia She, and she thought she was fine, but she heard the old lady say: "There is a small Buddhist hall in this courtyard. I am old and sick. You are always filial. You are also devout to the Buddha, so please recite scriptures and pray for me here."

"Old lady!" Mrs. Wang was stunned when she heard the words, "What does this mean?"

Mother Jia ignored her, but looked at Sister Feng: "Girl Feng, I always think you are a good person, but I don't know how much you have kept from me in private."

Sister Feng felt guilty when she thought of that marriage, so she insisted not to say, "Old Ancestor, Girl Feng's heart can be learned from the sun and the moon!"

She was tied to the bed and covered her mouth, and she did not provoke anything.

Jia Mu thought that she had already punished Mrs. Wang, and if she moved Wang Xifeng again, she was afraid that her relationship with the Wang family would be broken, so she said softly: "You are indeed a good person, and the old ancestor will still love you as before; but if you do something wrong , teach people to sue in front of me in the future, so it’s not easy to fool them.”

Sister Feng broke out in a cold sweat, but she killed her clean and innocent, so Jia's mother waved her hand and called Yuanyang: "Wait for your second grandma to take a bath and change clothes."

Seeing that everything was settled, Jia's mother helped the little girl back to the main courtyard, and followed Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang's questioning.

The Wang Xifeng was sent back to the residence by the mandarin duck, and seeing a servant woman guarding a few steps outside, she was secretly startled, and finally saw Ping'er.

Ping'er was quite calm, and exchanged greetings with Yuanyang as usual, and waited for her to leave before dragging Sister Feng to hide in the house.

"Grandma, are you all right now?"

Sister Feng asked Ping'er to check, and hurriedly asked: "What happened, why did I wake up in the old lady's yard?"

Ping'er told her the story one by one, and then cried with his hand on his handkerchief, "No matter how much I persuaded you, you didn't listen, and insisted on taking care of that messy thing. Now that someone is dead and haunts you, what should I do? "

Sister Feng turned pale with fright, and suddenly recalled the scene of the wronged soul complaining in her dream, and said tremblingly, "Where is your second master?"

"Now only the second master can come in and out of the courtyard. I secretly told him about it, and asked him to sacrifice the two of you for you, which can also be regarded as reducing your sin karma."

Sister Feng fidgeted holding her handkerchief, and waited for a long time before saying: "Bring the 3000 taels of silver notes, and when your second master comes back, ask him to exchange them, and donate all of them to build bridges and pave roads! Grandma will never do this again. thing."

Ping'er went to look in the box where she kept her private money, but she didn't see the bank note. He was about to report back to her, but Jia Lian came rushing in angrily.

"What a little hoof! I was worried about your grandma's illness, so I taught you to lie. Brother Zhang Jin is getting married tomorrow, so there's no such thing as hanging himself!"

Sister Feng heard this in the house, hurriedly staggered forward, and asked Jia Lian, "Is he really alive? Which family did he marry?"

Seeing that she had recovered, Jia Lian breathed a sigh of relief.Although they often complained about her, after all, the young couple had a loving time, and they didn't want her to die early, so they left themselves with their daughter.

He calmed down, and pulled Sister Feng into the house, "Seriously. My husband's family is a former Chang'an garrison, and everyone says that he is a talented man and a beautiful woman, and it is a perfect marriage..."

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