Red Mansion Jia Enhou

Wang Xifeng was dragged and locked up in the woodshed.

In the woodshed, the madam, with a few eunuchs behind her, looked down at Wang Xifeng condescendingly.

Wang Xifeng, who was thrown to the ground, lowered her head with stubbornness in her eyes.

"A phoenix without feathers is no better than a chicken. Miss Wang, no matter where you came from, once you come here, don't even think about leaving."

"Just follow mom well. For the sake of your pretty face, mom will make your life easier."

"If you don't obey, this building has many ways to torture you!"

After saying these harsh words, the madam squatted down and patted Wang Xifeng.

Wang Xifeng, frightened by the madam, no longer dared to show her power.

Soon the door was bolted. Wang Xifeng hugged her legs, curled up in a corner and began to cry.

For several days in a row, the madam did not give Wang Xifeng a single bite of food in order to tame this wild horse.

The madam didn't come until Wang Xifeng was almost starving to death and begged for mercy.

Looking at Wang Xifeng, who had lost all her energy and spirit, a smile appeared on the madam's face.

At this time, Wang Xifeng was completely numb. She was so pale that it was almost impossible for her to leave the brothel.

Wang Xifeng began to cry loudly, and the madam hugged her to comfort her.

Wang Xifeng's body kept shaking.

This is considered a good training.

"Take the girl away!"

The madam got up from the ground, and the maid behind her helped Wang Xifeng walk out.

Tartar,

Since being rescued, Wang Ziteng has stopped eating and drinking.

Princess Jin Ting arrived at Guan Wang Ziteng's tent with a big belly.

Inside the tent, Wang Ziteng stared blankly into the distance, worried about Chen and his daughter.

Princess Jin Ting came in with her belly in her arms. When she saw Wang Ziteng's appearance, a sarcastic smile appeared on her face.

If you really had that kind of nerve, why would you end up in such a difficult situation today?
"Consort?"

Princess Jinting patted Wang Ziteng on the back. Wang Ziteng turned around and his eyes fell on Princess Jinting.

At this time, Princess Jin Ting was already eight months pregnant, and her belly was so big that it was difficult for her to walk.

"Princess!"

Wang Ziteng bowed faintly.

Princess Jin Ting nodded slightly.

"Why is the Prince Consort so depressed now?"

Wang Ziteng was silent.

Looking at Wang Ziteng's appearance, Princess Jin Ting's face showed aggrieved look.

"Is the Prince Consort still thinking about Da Chu?"

Wang Ziteng nodded, with a pleading look on his face.

"Ziteng wants to ask the princess a favor."

Princess Jin Ting, knowing what Wang Ziteng wanted to ask for, turned face dark and prepared to leave, not wanting to get entangled with him.

"Princess!"

Wang Ziteng pulled Princess Jin Ting back.

A look of anger flashed across Princess Jin Ting's face.

"Wang Ziteng, don't push your luck!"

"Princess!"

Wang Ziteng knelt down directly, with the pleading look on his face becoming more intense.

"Princess, please save them!"

"I owe them a lot. If I don't save them, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life!"

Wang Ziteng shed tears towards Princess Jin Ting.

Princess Jin Ting felt aggrieved, but she still sat down for the sake of the baby in her belly.

After sitting down, Princess Jin Ting's chest began to rise and fall, and it was obvious that Prince Teng was very angry with her.

Wang Ziteng lowered his head.

He was also feeling aggrieved at the moment. Wang Ziteng always felt that he would never have any other children except his daughter in his life.

Little did he know that what was in Princess Jin Ting's belly was exactly his.

I wonder if Wang Ziteng will regret making Princess Jin Ting angry today after he finds out about this.

"I can help you!"

Princess Jin Ting held her stomach and finally gave in.

Excitement flashed in Wang Ziteng's eyes, and Princess Jin Ting's heart sank again.

Wang Ziteng, you are unkind, so don't blame me for being unjust.

"Then Chen is your wife, if she comes to Tatar."

"How do you define the relationship between this princess and you?"

I can save you, but you have to give me an explanation.

Princess Jin Ting stared at Wang Ziteng intently, and sweat began to appear on Wang Ziteng's forehead.

He knew what Princess Jin Ting wanted him to do, it was an exchange.

"I am willing to divorce Chen."

"I just hope the princess can rescue her and her daughter!"

Wang Ziteng kowtowed to Princess Jin Ting, and Princess Jin Ting's complexion finally looked a little better.

"Wang Ziteng, I risked everything to save you."

"Don't let me down!"

Princess Jin Ting left after saying this.

At the same time, something big was happening in Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Cong was about to be born. Early in the morning, Jia She, who was about to go to court, was forcibly pulled back and made to guard in front of the delivery room.

Basins of blood were brought out, and Jia She was horrified when he saw it.

"Master, Jaber is here!"

Lin Zhixiao came in to report that Jia Cong's mother, Aunt Zheng, had started giving birth.

Jia She then sent someone to Jiajiazhuang.

Since he had already adopted Jia Cong, he could not regret it.

Now that the child is about to be born, Jia Cheng, his grandfather, will naturally come.

"Please come in quickly!"

Jia She gave instructions to Lin Zhixiao. Lin Zhixiao nodded, bowed to Jia She and went to invite someone.

After a while, Jia Chengbi was brought in. When Jia Chengbi was brought in, he was about to bow to Jia She, but Jia She quickly stopped him.

"Jia Bo, you are now included in the Jia family tree."

"As an elder, you can't bow to me now."

Jia Cheng, who was holding onto the boy, showed a grateful smile on his face.

"Whatever you said, even if he is included in the Jia family's genealogy, Jia Cheng should still be grateful to you."

“Don’t forget your roots!”

Listening to Jia Cheng's words, Jia She sighed in his heart.

"We can't forget our roots, and we can't do this."

"Every family has its own family motto, every clan has its own rules. The most important thing for a family is rules. Now that you are bowing to me, you are going against the rules."

"Where in the world does an uncle bow to his nephew?"

"Yes!"

Jia Cheng subconsciously wanted to salute again, but was stopped by Jia She's eyes. Then the two of them waited together in front of the delivery room.

As more and more blood was moved out, Jia She's expression became more and more serious.

Why does he feel that this is going to be a difficult birth?

In the original novel, it seems that Aunt Zheng had a difficult childbirth.

Thinking of this, Jia She quickly sent someone to invite the imperial physician.

The imperial physician rushed over and, under Jia She's arrangement, went straight into Aunt Zheng's room.

The imperial physician who came out of the room again looked at Jia She anxiously.

"Why did Lord Rong call me here now?"

Jia She was stunned by what the imperial physician said.

In the original novel, Jia Cong's mother died of complications during childbirth.

Aunt Zheng is being well taken care of now, but she is still having a difficult delivery.

Is there something wrong with her?
Jia She frowned and asked the imperial physician.

"What's wrong with Zheng?"

The imperial physician nodded seriously.

"The concubine of Lingfu must have had health problems since she was a child."

"Getting pregnant is no problem, but having bowel movements is a big problem."

"She has a narrow pelvis, and the baby is full-term, so it will be difficult for her to get it out!"

"Now we can only protect the elders and the younger ones, let's choose General Pardon!"

The imperial physician spoke sternly about Aunt Zheng's current condition. Jia She listened in shock, all of this was so unbelievable, how could he have encountered such a thing when he was having a child for the first time?
How does this make him choose?
This child was to be adopted, and now that he couldn't come out, he felt guilty and bowed his head in shame for Jia She.

Feeling Jia She's gaze, Jia Daicheng felt a hint of bitterness in his heart.

Aunt Zheng's voice came from inside the room.

"Master, protect the little one!"

Aunt Zheng shouted desperately. On one side was Zheng's life, and on the other was the child. She could not abandon either of them.

"Is there any way to protect both the big and the small?"

Jia She asked the imperial physician.

The imperial physician shook his head at Jia She.

"Yes, and the method is also very dangerous."

After listening to the imperial physician's words, Jia She made a decision in his heart.

"Can Jaber be trusted more than me?"

Feeling bitter, Jia Daicheng nodded towards Jia She.

"Bao Da!"

"As for the adoption, I will try my best to give birth to another child as soon as possible."

After saying this, Jia She closed his eyes.

The imperial physician walked in, but Zheng insisted on giving birth to the child.

As she looked at the imperial physician, tears kept flowing from her eyes.

"Master, please protect my child!"

Zheng pulled the imperial physician's sleeve with difficulty.

"I must give birth to this child. If I can't give birth to this child, I will not live."

"Please, old man!"

Zheng's voice was filled with sorrow, and the imperial physician, who had experienced many such things, sighed inwardly.

Finally he made a decision to try that recipe.

The old doctor began to write quickly.

Zheng drank the medicine as instructed by the imperial physician, and waves of severe pain reminded her not to faint.

If she faints, the child will be gone.

After Zheng's efforts, the child was finally born.

The old doctor came out sweating profusely, and Jia She looked at him anxiously.

"Old man, what's going on?"

The imperial physician nodded towards Jia She.

"Almost, wait a little longer and the baby will come out."

"Is this the mistress of the house?"

After telling Jia She about Zheng's condition, the imperial physician turned his gaze to Madam Xing, who stood up from her seat.

"That's me!"

"I wonder if the old master has any instructions for me?"

The imperial physician nodded.

"After giving birth to this child, I'm afraid that the concubine of Lingfu will be crippled."

After hearing the imperial physician's words, both Mrs. Xing and Jia She were shocked.

How to abolish it?
The old doctor spoke to the two of them. After listening, Mrs. Xing, who had never given birth to a child, just felt sorry for Zheng.

He has to spend his whole life in bed at such a young age. As for Jia She, he feels even worse.

If it wasn't for giving birth to a child for him, how could Zheng have ended up like this?
The imperial physician began to remind people of the precautions and told them to call him immediately if Zheng experienced an avalanche after giving birth.

Jia She and Madam Xing nodded heavily, the imperial physician left, and the sound of a child crying was heard from the house.

Jia She felt his body go limp and he breathed a sigh of relief.

This is life.

The midwife brought the baby out, and looking at the baby, Jia She smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Jia Daicheng was even more delighted.

When his son had an heir, Jia She handed the child over to Jia Daicheng.

Jia Daicheng held her carefully, then began to look at her carefully.

"This child looks like you, he will definitely be a successful person in the future!"

Jia Daicheng began to wipe his tears, and then returned Jia Cong to Jia She.

Jia She held little Jia Cong and went to see Aunt Zheng with Mrs. Xing. Aunt Zheng was not in a very good spirit.

Jia She personally placed Jia Cong next to Aunt Zheng's bed.

"Zheng!"

Jia She called out "Aunt Zheng" softly. Aunt Zheng nodded at Jia She with a pale face, then looked at Jia Cong with difficulty.

After confirming that Jia Cong was fine, Zheng looked at Jia She with tears of joy.

"Master, I have lived up to your and your wife's expectations."

"The baby was finally born."

Aunt Zheng was supported and her hand touched Jia Cong's little face.

Mrs. Xing congratulated with a smile.

"My sister is very lucky. Not only did she get a child, but this child is even more of a blessing."

Mrs. Xing was talking about the fact that the position of earl fell on Jia Cong before he was born.

A smile appeared on Zheng's face.

"Master, I wonder if the family that Cong'er was adopted by has come?"

Jia She nodded towards Zheng.

"Jia Bo came here as soon as he heard that you were giving birth. Do you want to see her?"

Jia She asked Zheng with concern, and Zheng nodded weakly.

Zheng wanted to see her, so Jia She went to invite her personally.

Jia Daicheng was slowly led into the house by Jia She.

When Zheng saw Jia Daicheng, she fell on the bed and kowtowed to him without saying a word.

"What is this, Auntie?"

Jia Daicheng quickly grabbed the man.

Jia Daicheng was filled with gratitude towards Zheng, if she hadn't risked her life to give birth to Jia Cong.

Where his grandson is is another matter.

Zheng looked up and said, "I want to thank the Duke of Cheng on behalf of Cong'er. Although Cong'er was adopted, he got a huge advantage."

"I want to thank you for him!"

"at the same time."

Zheng looked at Jia Cong reluctantly, then picked him up from the bed.

"He will be handed over to the city lord!"

"Please treat Cong'er well, Lord Cheng. Cong'er will be filial to you!"

Zheng, who was holding Jia Cong, kowtowed to Jia Daicheng again.

Jia Daicheng's eyes were full of tears.

"What are you talking about, Auntie? Since he is my grandson, I will treat him well."

"But Auntie, are you really willing to hand this child over to me, an old man?"

Zheng turned her gaze to Jia Cong, a look of kindness flashed in her eyes, and at the same time she made a decision in her heart.

"City Lord, take it away!"

"As long as you treat him well, I won't be reluctant to give him up!"

Zheng's eyes were firm, and she completely handed Jia Cong over to Jia Daicheng.

Jia Daicheng looked at the child in his arms.

"Are you willing to take the trouble to raise me?"

Jia Daicheng planned to hand Jia Cong over to Zheng to take care of. He was already half buried in the ground, and it didn't matter whether the child was with him or not.

It would be better to let the child stay with his mother.

There was a flash of shock in Zheng's eyes.

Later, she realized that Jia Daicheng was just being soft-hearted.

You've already taken advantage of them, why are you pushing for more?

Zheng, who had a bottom line in his heart, just lay down.

Jia She sighed in his heart. What was there to give in and what was there not to give in?

Didn’t he carve out an area from Rongguo Mansion to serve as the residence of the Marquis of Chengyang?
"If we give them all up, won't it be okay for Jia Bo to live in the city from now on?"

"Does that require this?"

"And you, Zheng, you should move to the courtyard near the Chengyang Marquis's Mansion in the future."

"When the child is old enough to leave his mother, I will educate Jaber!"

"If you want to see it later, just ask someone to take you there. There's no need to do this now!"

That was enough. Jia She made the final decision. Jia Daicheng directly moved into the Chengyang Marquis Mansion which was separated from the Rongguo Duke Mansion.

Zheng also moved as soon as the emperor's edict came.

Jia Cong thus became a proper earl, and Jia Daicheng also received a nominal title. (End of this chapter)