Red Mansion Jia Enhou

Yuanyang looked at the embarrassed Jia Mu and couldn't help but sigh.

Yuanyang helped Jia Mu up again, and Jia Mu's eyes were full of panic.

"Yuanyang, I killed the second child!"

Jia Mu held Yuanyang's hand and kept crying. Yuanyang helplessly looked at Jia Mu who was worried about gains and losses.

"Old lady, don't think too much, nothing will happen to the second master!"

This mandarin duck is not talking nonsense. Although Jia Zheng was knocked on the head by Jia Mu.

But because she was still suffering from a stroke, the crutch in her hand did not hit Jia Zheng severely.

As for the reason for fainting, it is all because the head is the weakest part of the human body. Even if it is not hit hard, you will still faint if you are injured.

On the other side, in the palace, Jia She met the old lady of the Shi family who had passed away.

Jia She knelt down in front of the old lady of the Shi family.

"Grandma!"

Jia She started to cry. Whether it was for use or something else, honestly speaking, the old lady Shijia was usually very kind to his grandson.

Only with the barrier of Jia Mu, it was difficult for him to truly have a close relationship with the old lady of the Shi family.

Now that the old lady of the Shi family has passed away, no matter what kind of mentality he is in, he is still sad.

Shi Ding patted Jia She.

"Brother Shen, please stop crying now and accompany me to carry my grandmother home!"

Shi Ding comforted Jia She.

Jia She nodded and stood up. This is the imperial palace. Even though the old lady from the Shi family is highly respected and senior, she cannot stay here for long.

The emperor ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to bring a good coffin.

Jia She helped Shi Ding carry the coffin, and then came out of the palace and was carried by Jia She, Shi Ding and several outstanding disciples of Shenjing historians.

Finally the coffin stopped at the gate of Baolinghou Mansion.

The Baolinghou Mansion was open. The Baolinghou Mansion, which had just experienced a funeral, seemed a little lonely at this time.

But now another person has died, making it even more dilapidated.

Jia She followed Shi Ding and carried the coffin directly into the front hall of the Shi family.

Everyone in Shenjing also heard about the death of the old lady of the Shi family, and then began to visit sporadically to express their condolences.

As time went by, more and more people came to pay their respects.

The emperor's edict of mourning came, and everyone was waiting for this moment.

They wanted to see what kind of posthumous title the emperor would give to the old lady of the Shi family.

If the posthumous title is good, it means that the emperor did not feel disgusted with the historian because of it.

And if the title of the posthumous title is not good, it means that the historian has been rejected by the emperor, and they no longer need to give him face.

Zhang Mingde began to read the emperor's imperial edict. In the imperial edict, the emperor expressed his regret for the death of the old lady of the Shi family. Later, he was granted the title of Mrs. Zhengguo of the first rank to accompany the old lady of the Shi family and be buried in the Taizu Mausoleum.

After hearing the emperor's posthumous title, people who wanted to get a piece of the historian's pie began to press their thoughts.

Shi Ding knelt down to receive the order, and then the funeral continued.

Jia She helped Shi Ding cook together.

After a while, Mrs. Xing also came, and she helped Mrs. Shi Ding to receive the female guests.

Until evening, Mrs. Xing met Jia She and took a carriage back together.

Mrs. Xing just told Jia She that Jia Zheng had his head smashed by Jia's mother.

Jia She asked Mrs. Xing about Jia Zheng in shock.

Mrs. Xing shook her head, indicating that Jia Zheng was fine.

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

Nothing will happen to Jia Zheng.

But something might have happened to Jia Mu, and Mrs. Xing told her that Jia Mu had been staying in the Rongqing Hall Buddhist Hall.

Jia She frowned, and the two of them returned to Rongguo Mansion in a carriage.

Not long after he went back and lay down, Jia She was awakened by an urgent knock on the door.

Listen carefully to the sound of mandarin ducks.

"Sir, something happened to the old lady!"

"The old lady has a nightmare. Now she keeps crying after falling asleep, shouting not to catch her!"

There was a cry and urgency in Yuanyang's voice.

Jia She and Mrs. Xing woke up from the bed. The two woke up and looked at each other under the dim light.

Jia Mu is in trouble!
The two of them got up from the bed together, and then completely lit up the lights in the room.

The servants on guard outside began to stop Yuanyang.

"Miss Jinxiu, the master and his wife are lying down. Don't rush in yet!"

The servant grabbed Yuanyang who was about to rush in, and Yuanyang's eager eyes fell on the servant.

"Something happened to the old lady, something really happened to the old lady!"

At this time, Yuanyang's eyes were already filled with tears.

Jia She and Mrs. Xing put on their clothes respectively and then opened the door.

"What happened to the old lady?"

Jia She and Mrs. Xing asked Yuanyang at the same time, and Yuanyang knelt down to Jia She and Mrs. Xing.

"The old lady is having a nightmare!"

"Something happened to the second master today, and the old lady was shocked."

"Now since I fell asleep, I started talking nonsense. Until now, the old lady has developed a high fever."

"Master and Madam, please go over and take a look!"

Yuanyang kowtowed to Mrs. Xing and Jia She, and Jia She frowned.

Regarding Yuanyang's performance, Jia She had a feeling in his heart. It felt like he didn't care about Jia's mother.

"Have you asked the doctor?"

Jia She continued to ask Yuanyang, who lowered his head and shook his head.

"Not yet, sir!"

Yuanyang cried harder and harder.

"Now all the servants in the old lady's house are in chaos."

"Everyone has gone back to the second room and no longer cares about the old lady!"

Jia She's eyebrows frowned more and more.

"You all went back to the second room?"

Yuanyang nodded.

"Aren't there other servants in the old lady's courtyard?"

Yuanyang's face darkened, and he didn't know how to respond to Jia She's question.

After a long silence, Yuanyang spoke again.

"The old lady saw that those people were uncomfortable using it, so she moved it down below to do rough work."

Jia She couldn't help but laugh. This was his own fault.

The people he arranged to go in didn't use it if they didn't think it was good. Now they have no one to help them, and instead come to him.

"Send someone to ask for a doctor first!"

Jia She ordered Mrs. Xing.

After listening to Jia She's words, Mrs. Xing took action.

Soon the doctor was invited, and Jia She also came to Jia Mu's house.

Yuanchun, who was far away in the courtyard of Rongqing Hall, heard that Jia Mu was in trouble and came over.

Baoqin helped Yuanchun step into Jia Mu's house.

At this time, Jia She was guarding Jia Mu.

Yuan Chun came over and saluted Jia She.

"Uncle!"

Jia She's eyes fell on Yuan Chun who came in.

"Sister Yuan, why are you here so late?"

"I heard the noise in my grandmother's yard and came over."

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

Yuanchun's eyes looked at Jia Mu on the bed.

At this time, Mother Jia was sweating on her forehead on the bed, and she kept shouting: don't come to her, you deserve to die, you deserve it.

Jia She shook his head towards Yuan Chun.

"Sister Yuan, don't ask, your grandmother is haunted."

"I have a high fever now. It's getting late. You're a daughter, so go back and rest first!"

Although Yuanchun was already an adult in ancient times, in Jia She's eyes, she was still just a child at the age of thirteen or four. Yuan Chun shook his head towards Jia She.

"It's okay, uncle, now you are the only one here with grandma, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of her."

"I'm still awake when I'm awake, so I'll just stay and help uncle!"

Yuanchun sat down.

The servant brought a basin of water, and Jia She started to wipe the sweat from Jia Mu's forehead. Yuan Chun stopped her, and then took the towel to wipe Jia Mu's forehead.

Jia She sat aside.

After a while, Lin Zhixiao invited the doctor over. The doctor looked at Jia Mu on the bed and said without even needing to take a pulse: "General pardon, the old lady in the palace is having a nightmare!"

Jia She nodded towards the doctor.

"I'm trapped in a nightmare. Can the old gentleman wake up my mother?"

The doctor Chihuaitang who was invited began to shake his head.

"A disease of the heart requires heart medicine. For an old lady like you, taking medicine and trying injections are secondary. Unless she sees it herself, there is no other way."

After saying that, the doctor took out his own acupuncture.

Jia She understood what the imperial doctor said, which meant that Jia's mother might do this often in the future.

If that's the case, wouldn't he have to keep watch every night?
Jia She's face showed bitterness.

The doctor began to test the needle, and Jia Mu's breathing became evener at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Until the end, Jia Mu fell into a deep sleep.

The doctor took the needle and began to prescribe calming medicine. Jia She glanced at Jia's mother on the bed and sighed silently.

Jia She gave the prescription to Yuanyang, who was guarding Jia Mu, and asked her to watch Jia Mu take the medicine on time.

Yuanyang bowed to Jia with a pardon.

Jia She's eyes fell again on Yuan Chun, who was wiping Jia Mu's body and face.

"Sister Yuan, please go back too. The old lady is fine."

Jia She ordered Yuan Chun.

Yuanyang is closing its doors.

Yuan Chun put down the cloth in his hand and followed Jia She quickly.

After walking for a long time, Jia She realized something was wrong and stopped.

"Tell me, Yuanchun, what's the matter with you?"

Jia She revealed Yuan Chun's thoughts with one word. Although his niece was not as annoying as Jia Zheng, she still went to the Three Treasures Hall for everything. After all, her gender was stuck here.

Yuan Chun looked down at Jia She.

"I want to ask uncle for something!"

"what's up?"

"Uncle may ask the eldest wife to help raise Baoyu. If something happens to the old lady, my father is not a sensible person. He can't take care of Baoyu at all. Not to mention, he will lead Baoyu to bad things."

Yuanchun stated his purpose, and in short, he was still planning for Jia Baoyu's future.

Jia She glanced at Yuanchun.

"Why doesn't Sister Yuan let Zhu'er's wife help take care of her?"

Yuanchun's head lowered even lower, and a bitter look appeared on his face.

"Sister-in-law Zhu is probably hating Baoyu right now."

Yuanchun told Jia She the reason.

Li Wan seems to be indifferent to everything, but in fact he is also a narrow-minded person.

Mrs. Wang and Jia Mu had already offended Li Wan when they held a grand birthday banquet for Jia Baoyu despite Jia Zhu's recent death.

How could Li Wan take good care of Jia Baoyu, the brother-in-law who shared her son's family property?

Jia She looked at Yuan Chun and sighed helplessly.

"Baoyu has a father, and the first and second wives have separated. How can I have the final say on his custody rights?"

Jia She rejected Yuan Chun, not because he couldn't do it, but because Jia Baoyu would be a trouble when he grew up in the future.

Three years old look old.

Now he looks like a devil in lust and wants to eat the rouge on the maid's mouth every day.

Who knows what he will become when he is raised?
It’s okay to take care of it well, but if you don’t take care of it well, it will only increase your troubles.

So he really didn't want to take on Jia Baoyu's trouble.

"Sister Yuan, come back!"

"Although your father is confused, he is not at the level of murdering his own children!"

Jia She comforted Yuan Chun, and Yuan Chun, knowing that it was impossible, bowed to Jia She in a wise manner.

Jia She looked at Yuan Chun's back and sighed helplessly again.

"Why should I pay attention to Miss Yuan?"

"You have helped her enough, and she is not your biological daughter. Why do you need to listen to her talk so much? Why don't you just leave?"

The boy followed Jia She and started chewing his tongue.

Jia She glanced at the young boy who was speaking.

He could listen or not listen to what the boy said, but when the boy mentioned this, a flash of curiosity flashed in Jia She's eyes.

"Did I help you a lot?"

The boy nodded.

"A lot, not to mention the marriage of the Niu family, the fact that Miss Yuan Da was tricked into the palace was because of my help."

"In this case, it would be fine if the relationship between the second master and the master is good."

"But the relationship between him and the master is not good, and he still offends you all the time. Why should the master care about so many things?"

"Just take care of yourself!"

Jia She smiled and nodded.

"You've hit the point, but you have to understand that it's impossible to do it alone."

"A piece of wood is easy to break, but a handful is difficult to break."

"Although Sister Yuan is the second girl, she is different from her father. It's just that she is a little embarrassed at the moment. Who knows what the world will be like in the future?"

"How many people in this house have the same thoughts as you?"

Jia She asked the key.

If all the people in the big house think like this young man, I'm afraid something bad will happen.

What people hate most is repaying kindness. Talking about your kindness every day will only make people annoying.

Although he had his own plans for helping Yuanchun, he still hoped that the daughter in this house could live a good life.

The boy was confused by Jia She's question.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Jia She smiled at the boy.

"Nothing special, if I hear such bastard words again, the servants in this house should be changed!"

After finishing speaking, Jia She turned around and left. The boy stood behind with eyes full of disbelief.

Did the master just want to replace himself?
The boy looked at Jia She's back and began to sweat on his forehead.

As time goes by, Jia Mu has been having nightmares for many days, and she is accompanied by Yuanyang every day and night.

Looking at the increasingly haggard Jia Mu, Yuanyang is not doing much better.

She was already light, but now she looked even thinner.

It was early in the morning again today. She woke up early after finishing last night.

Yuanyang, who lives with Jia Mu, has to get up.

Looking at Jia Mu who was listless and even a little distracted, Yuanyang sighed in her heart.

Then she began to help Jia Mu dress up. When she was finished, Jia Mu knelt in front of the Buddha statue in her room.

Jia Mu really started to believe in Buddhism.

Now she is either kneeling in front of the Buddha and chanting sutras every day, or picking up Buddha beans over and over again, but the purpose of this is just to drive away the nightmare.

But has she really changed?
This is obviously not the case. She is just atoneing for her sins now.

The nightmares she had every day made her afraid.

As long as people do something bad, they will be afraid.

After finishing talking to Buddha, Jia Mu raised her head.

"Have you gone to your father-in-law today?"

Yuanyang shook his head tiredly.

"My lord, I will take a rest today!"

Jia Mu's thoughts came back, and she wanted Jia She to take her to visit the temple.

She continued to drink the medicine every day, but the nightmares became more and more serious.

Jia Mu began to be afraid. She was afraid that she would not live long. (End of chapter)