Red Mansion Jia Enhou

As Jia Chengfeng listened to Jia Ling's words, tears welled up in his eyes.

Jia She looked at the jade pendant carefully again.

"Since you are looking for it, just leave the jade with me first."

Jia She put the jade pendant into his sleeve, and Jia Ling nodded.

"I'll leave it to Lord En."

"Auntie, you're welcome. Let's go home first!"

Jia She opened the door of the carriage that had been prepared early in the morning.

"Does Aunt have any plans for herself when she comes back this time?"

After getting on the carriage, Jia She asked Jia Ling.

He is not a person who forces things. If Jia Ling doesn't want to, then he will find a piece of land for her to live in in the capital.

Jia Ling's gaze drifted into the distance.

"I haven't figured out what to do yet."

"But I want to help you now."

Jia She felt the warmth.

“Aunt is so nice!”

Jia She sighed subconsciously.

Jia Ling's hand touched Jia She's hair.

"What's so good about it? She's just an unfilial daughter trying to atone for her past sins."

"I have heard a lot about you, Lord En, in the northwest."

"Lord En has really made great progress. My elder brother can finally rest in peace in the underworld."

Jia Ling sighed for Jia Daishan.

Jia She listened silently. At this time, in Rongguo Mansion, Jia Min and Daiyu were staying with Mrs. Xing.

Jia Min was very curious about Jia Ling.

Since she was born, she had never heard of having such an aunt.

Xue Qin sat on one side of the two men, but she was a little different from the other two as she knew nothing.

Jia Ping was born several years earlier than Jia She.

When Jia Ling married and moved to the northwest, Jia Ping was already old enough to remember things.

As she usually lives with the old lady of Duke Rong, she naturally has to deal with Jia Ling.

So Xue Qin, as Jia Ping's daughter, knows something.

Because Jia Ping mentioned it to her.

The carriage moved slowly forward. Jia Ling looked at the capital city of Shenjing through the window of the carriage and couldn't help being mesmerized.

She hasn't been back for at least twenty years, and the capital hasn't changed much.

It’s just that there are more street vendors.

"Aunt, do you want to go down for a walk?"

Looking at Jia Ling who was staring intently outside, Jia She asked.

Jia Ling took one last look outside, suppressed his desire, and shook his head not wanting to cause trouble for Jia She.

"Lord En is thoughtful. I am tired after sitting in the carriage all the way. Let's not go outside for now."

"Let's go!"

Seeing Jia Ling's desire, Jia She began to pull hard.

How many springs and autumns can a person have?

If you don't enjoy yourself anymore, you will become old and unable to walk.

"No, Enhou!"

Jia Ling embarrassedly refused again.

"I haven't been shopping for a long time, so please just accompany me, Auntie!"

Jia She pulled Jia Ling again.

Jia Ling looked outside and then at the enthusiastic Jia She.

"Let's go!"

Jia She pulled again, and this time Jia Ling did not refuse. He got off the carriage accompanied by Jia She.

Jia Chengfeng followed behind Jia Ling.

Jia Ling did not forget to give instructions as he walked.

"There are many kidnappers nowadays, Chengfeng, you should stay with your uncle!"

Jia Chengfeng nodded slightly and followed the two of them closely.

Listening to Jia Ling's words, curiosity flashed across Jia She's face.

"Are there many kidnappers recently?"

Jia She asked Jia Ling curiously, and Jia Ling nodded heavily at Jia She with a serious expression.

"This matter may not have spread to Shenjing yet."

"Chengfeng and I came back from the northwest, and we saw many lost children in every county we passed through."

Jia She frowned.

Losing children is a very common occurrence in this day and age.

But when someone specifically mentioned it, it became something unusual.

"Aunt, please tell me what's going on outside."

Jia She bowed to Jia Ling in the crowd.

Jia Ling glanced at the crowd of people around him.

"White Lotus!"

Jia Ling uttered three words softly.

"The White Lotus Sect is spreading outside now. Many families who have lost their children have said that they have seen two people. One is a monk with sores on his head, and the other is a lame Taoist priest."

Jia She's expression changed, his eyeballs trembled slightly, and a look of intense fear flashed across his eyes.

The scoundrel monk and the lame Taoist priest had long been dealt with by him, imprisoned in the county government and beheaded.

Why else?

Can humans still produce in bulk?
"Enhou?"

Looking at Jia She who had a bad look on his face, Jia Ling patted him gently.

When Jia She came to his senses, he felt that everything was a little unbelievable.

Could that wicked monk and lame Taoist be mass-produced NPCs in this world? If two die, another pair will appear.

"What's going on, auntie!"

Jia She looked at Jia Ling anxiously.

"Why are there the lazy monk and the lame Taoist priest again?"

Jia Ling frowned slightly, showing confusion.

"What do you mean by the lame monk and the lame Taoist priest again?"

Jia Ling looked at Jia She in confusion.

Jia She patted his head.

"I forgot that my aunt didn't know about that."

When Jia She mentioned the bald monk and the lame Taoist priest, his expression began to turn serious.

"To be honest, Auntie, a few months ago, I personally dealt with two evil people who went to Rongguo Mansion to cheat people."

"One of these two monsters is a monk with a sore on his head, and the other is a lame Taoist priest."

Hearing Jia She's words, Jia Ling couldn't help but gasp.

Can this even hit?

"Enhou, are you sure that demon is dead?"

Jia She nodded heavily to Jia Ling.

"Sure!"

"I personally sent those two demons to the county government office. The county magistrate in the county government office is not so bold as to replace the original with the fake in front of me."

"So what's wrong with them?"

The doubt in Jia Ling's eyes intensified.

"It's more likely that a monk and a Taoist priest collided, but the characteristics on their bodies make it difficult to collide."

"wrong!"

Jia Ling's expression changed again as he remembered something.

"What's wrong, aunt?"

Looking at Jia Ling's appearance, Jia She asked with concern.

“It’s not that we can’t bump into each other.”

Jia Ling recalled a case that happened during the reign of the retired emperor.

"Nephew, do you still remember the beggar case?"

Jia Ling asked Jia She.

"That one?"

Jia She began to recall, and vague memories appeared in Jia She's mind.

"Aunt, are you talking about the incident involving the Emperor's tenth year?"

At that time, Jia She was already eight years old, and he could already remember things at the age of eight.

Jia Ling nodded slightly.

“It’s hard to deal with a shady monk or a lame Taoist priest, but if someone deliberately gathers a group of people like this, it’s still easy to get them together.”

After all, so many people were harmed by that incident.
But why did they join the White Lotus Sect?

There was a flash of doubt in Jia Ling's eyes.

Jia She and Jia Ling walked slowly along the road.

I came to a stall, which was run by a dark, thin and skinny old woman. Although she was a farmer, she kept the stall clean and tidy.

"Uncle, please buy some of our dried vegetables!"

"My family is from the countryside outside the city. People from all over the country who have eaten our dried vegetables have to give us good comments."

The old woman saw people and sold them with all her might.

However, none of the passers-by who were in a hurry passed by bent down for this bunch of vegetables.

A look of sadness appeared on the old woman's face.

"Grandma, let's not sell it."

The little girl who was with the old woman lay on her body and sobbed softly.

The old woman used her rough big hands to rub the little girl's head.

"If you don't sell it, what will happen to your mother?"

"Your mother was injured giving birth to your brother, and all the money in the family was spent."

"If we don't sell it, we won't have food to eat."

"But."

The little girl's eyes fell on the dried vegetables on the ground. Now was the harvest season for all kinds of fruits and vegetables. Who would buy these old dried vegetables when there were fresh ones?

The little girl wiped her tears.

Jia She and his entourage got on the carriage.

The old woman in the corner, with the little girl, looked tiredly at the pedestrians and vehicles coming and going on the road.

"Wow, can you help me recognize it? Is that word Nianrong?"

Granny Liu patted Qing'er in her arms and pointed at the words on the carriage that was moving slowly not far away and asked.

Qing'er, who was being photographed, raised her head in confusion.

"Grandma, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Is that word pronounced Rong?"

Granny Liu did not answer Qing'er and continued to ask.

Qing'er nodded to Granny Liu.

“It’s Nianrong!”

When Granny Liu knew it was Nianrong, tears of excitement flowed from her eyes.

"Your mother is saved, Qing'er!"

"Your mother is saved"

Granny Liu hugged Qing'er and kept repeating this sentence.

The confusion in Qing'er's eyes intensified.

How come there is a sudden rescue?

"Packing up, tidy up!"

Granny Liu patted Qing'er, and Qing'er, who had come back to her senses, was still confused.

"Your father's ancestors were once connected to the Wang family in the capital."

Qing'er frowned.

"Grandma is so stupid. Wasn't the Wang family convicted of treason and executed?"

"Why bring this up?"

Granny Liu's eyes drifted off into the distance.

"Silly child, a centipede is still alive even after it dies."

"Although all members of the Wang family have been convicted, it does not mean that there are no descendants of the Wang family left alive."

"Quick, pack up and let's go to Rongguo Mansion!"

Qing'er was still confused.

An old person in the family is always a treasure. Knowing Granny Liu's wisdom, Qing'er believed Granny Liu's words and packed up her things without asking any questions.

Wait until all the dried vegetables on the ground are picked up.

An old man and a young boy, carrying things on their backs, went to Rongguo Mansion from a market lane in Shenjing that led directly to Rongning Street.

Jia She and Jia Ling and their group returned to Rongguo Mansion.

Inside the Rongguo Mansion, Madam Xing and Jia Min were standing outside the second gate to greet them, waiting to see the old woman getting off the carriage.

The two of them hurried forward to greet them.

Jia Ling's eyes fell on Jia Min.

"Are you Min'er?"

Jia Ling recognized Jia Min at a glance because she looked 50% like Jia She.

"Aunt Ling has good eyesight."

"I'm Min'er!"

Jia Min stepped forward and bowed to Jia Ling.

"When I got married, you were still an infant, but now you are already a mother."

Jia Ling's eyes turned to Daiyu.

Daiyu's appearance is almost a copy and paste of Jia Min.

Jia Min asked Daiyu to come forward.

"Meet your great-aunt!"

Jia Min patted little Daiyu, and little Daiyu stepped forward and bowed obediently to Jia Ling.

"Great-aunt!"

Jia Ling likes children, and the little Daiyu in front of him looks well-behaved and cute.

Jia Ling took off a bracelet on his wrist with a smile and put it into Xiao Daiyu's hand.

Little Daiyu looked at Jia Min.

"Your great aunt gave it to you, just take it!"

Jia Min always does things quickly and without delay.

This girl is pretty good, Jia Ling nodded secretly in his heart and praised her.

Jia Ling's eyes fell on Madam Xing again. Madam Xing was the second wife, but overall she did nothing wrong. Jia Ling would never find trouble for no reason.

After talking for a while and confirming that the person was OK, his eyes fell on Xiao Yingchun who was following Mrs. Xing.

Yingchun, who was raised like a monkey, could no longer restrain herself and threw herself on Jia Ling without being shy.

"Grandma!"

Jia Ling burst into laughter when he was pounced on.

"Who is this girl?"

Yingchun raised her little face.

Jia Ling pinched Yingchun's little face with his hands, deliberately teasing Yingchun and began to ponder.

Yingchun looked at Jia Ling expectantly.

"I can't recognize it, I can't recognize it!"

Jia Ling blinked and Yingchun's mouth suddenly pouted.

Why can sister Daiyu recognize it at a glance, but she can’t?
Doesn't she look like her father?
How could they not look alike? The Jia family’s genes have always been domineering.

Especially the eyes, each one counts as one, it’s not an exaggeration to say that they share a pair.

"Are you Yingchun?"

Seeing Yingchun was about to cry, Jia Ling quickly picked Yingchun up from the ground.

"Didn't my great aunt fail to recognize me?"

Jia Ling looked at the angry little Yingchun with a smile.

"How could I not recognize you? I was just teasing you on purpose."

"Great aunt is bad!"

Little Yingchun hit Jia Ling with her little fist, and Jia Ling smiled as he was hit.

"Good, great aunt is bad."

"Grandma is bad, little Yingchun, are you still going to play with her?"

Jia Ling looked sincere. Yingchun looked him over with her small eyes and said hesitantly, "Let's play."

Everyone started laughing again.

Little Yingchun was a little confused when she was laughed at.

Jia She led everyone to see Jia's mother, who had already received the news that Jia Ling had arrived.

When she thought of Jia Ling, Grandmother Jia felt a headache.

"Madam, Madam Linggu is coming soon."

"We can't disappear again this time."

The old woman was secretly warning from the side.

Xue Qin is a junior, so you don't have to meet her. But Jia Ling is different from Xue Qin. She is not only the aunt of this house, but also the elder. If you, as her sister-in-law, don't meet her, it will be a joke if it gets out.

Grandmother Jia didn't say anything.

Jia Ling, surrounded by a crowd of people, arrived outside Jia Mu's courtyard.

Looking at this courtyard that was once familiar but has changed so much, Jia Ling's eyes are full of sadness.

"Aunt misses grandma again?"

Jia Ling, who grew up in this courtyard, nodded heavily.

"After visiting mother, I will take you to the temple to burn incense for grandparents."

Jia Ling nodded again and followed the crowd into Grandmother Jia's room.

Seeing Jia Ling, Jia's mother tried hard to keep calm. Jia Ling bowed to her as he did when he was young.

"sister in law!"

He called out in a bland voice, "someone."

Without even raising her eyelids, Jia's mother asked with a droopy face, "How long do you plan to stay?"

"Didn't you swear not to come back?"

Without waiting for Jia Ling to answer, Grandmother Jia went straight to the point and continued her questioning.

Jia Ling felt choked with anger. Her sister-in-law had been through so many things, but her temper hadn't changed.

A mocking smile appeared on Jia Ling's lips.

Grandmother Jia stared at Jia Ling.

"I was not going to come back originally, but I dreamed of my father and my wife, and they asked me to come back to help Marquis En and Rongguo Mansion."

As for how to help?
Jia Ling's eyes fell on Grandmother Jia.

"Speaking of which, how did sister-in-law become like this now?"

Jia Ling's vague eyes fell on Jia Mu's legs. She just turned her hair white overnight, but you became paralyzed directly.

"This has nothing to do with you."

"Since you have returned to Rongguo Mansion, you should live there honestly and don't cause any trouble and bring shame to the family."

What Grandmother Jia said was really harsh. I secretly pointed out Jia Ling’s emotional entanglement in the past.

However, Jia Ling had already let it go.

Jia Min and Jia She, who couldn't bear to watch any longer, spoke up for Jia Ling.

"Aunt Ling'er and we are all family, how can you be so harsh and unpleasant?"

Jia She spoke first.

Grandmother Jia swung at Jia She with a knife-like look.

"you shut up!"

"If I knew you were going to bring her back, I would rather not have a son like you."

"Mother!"

Jia Min also spoke up.

"Min'er, you don't understand things either?"

"What did Aunt Ling do wrong? Why do you humiliate people like this when you meet them?"

Grandmother Jia snorted coldly.

Jia Ling could no longer bear it, so he went up to her, narrowed his eyes and grabbed Jia Mu's collar.

"Do you dare to follow me and tell it to my father and wife?"

The people in the house looked at this scene in shock.

When Jia's mother was grabbed by the collar, fear flashed in her eyes.

"What do you want to do?"

"Tell me what happened back then. Tell me how your sister-in-law helped her brother from her mother's family to harm her sister-in-law!"

Jia Ling pulled Lady Jia to the ground.

Because of her legs and feet, Grandmother Jia couldn't resist even if she wanted to.

They could only shout loudly, and Jia She quickly separated the two.

"Aunt Ling, calm down."

Jia Ling was very angry.

"Mom, please stop talking!"

Jia Min tried to persuade her, and now Grandmother Jia was really scared.

He was really frightened by Jia Ling's fierceness just now.

Jia She was even more secretly glad that he had made the right choice of person.

Only a strong man who is not afraid of her can completely control her.

Jia Ling continued to scold Lady Jia, while Lady Jia and Jia Min cried and pitied each other.

There was chaos on both sides, and Jia Min winked at Jia She.

Jia She glanced at Jia's mother who was crying non-stop.

"Aunt Ling, let's go first!"

Jia Ling glanced at Lady Jia and spat at her.

"The old woman won't leave!"

"I grew up in this courtyard since I was a child, and I will still live in Rongqing Hall in the future."

Grandmother Jia pointed at Jia Ling and burst into tears.

"You guys want to kill me!"

"If she lives here, I won't live here anymore!"

Grandmother Jia cried and Jia Ling looked at her with disdain. Is that all?

"Nephew, I am here in Rongqing Hall. Please arrange a courtyard for me."

"Before, I was wondering what it meant when my father and his wife asked me to go back to Rongguo Mansion to help you in a dream. Now that I see her, I seem to understand."

Jia Ling stared at Grandmother Jia, who was extremely angry.

"You scoundrel!"

Grandmother Jia pointed at Jia Ling and scolded him.

Jia Ling's expression remained unchanged despite being scolded.

"No matter how scoundrel I am, I am not as evil-hearted as someone else."

Jia She and Jia Min looked at each other, and the purpose of inviting Jia Ling was to stare at Jia Mu.

"Someone, clean up Qingping Courtyard, which is separated from Rongqing Hall by a wall."

"you dare!"

Grandmother Jia stared at Jia She.

Jia She glanced at Jia Mu.

"It's my grandparents' order, I can't be unfilial."

Qingping Courtyard was closer to Lady Jia than Rongqing Hall, and that place was originally the residence of his concubines.

In order to facilitate care, Mrs. Rongguo opened a hole door in the yard.

Just a few steps will take you directly to the courtyard of Rongqingtang.

It's closer than living in the small box house and the green gauze cabinet. This is really a way to kill him.

"Jia She!"

Grandmother Jia called Jia She by his full name.

Jia She was unmoved.

"That's what my grandparents told me to do. My mother doesn't want to, so you should go find her yourself."

"Boss!"

"Mother, I have to obey the rules of filial piety. Besides, this is the order of my grandparents."

"I really can't refuse. Aunt Ling will live in Qingping Courtyard."

Jia She bowed to Lady Jia.

Grandmother Jia gnashed her teeth in hatred in her heart, she didn't believe in any ghost or god talk.

That's just nonsense.

"Let's go, auntie!"

Jia She took Jia Ling away.

Jia Min followed Jia She, leaving Jia Mu alone in the room to vent her anger.

When they got outside, Jia She took out the jade pendant that Jia Chengfeng had given him this morning and handed it to Jia Min.

Jia Min used to have a wide social circle, so it’s possible that she recognized him.

Although Jia Min did not recognize it, she knew which craftsman made this piece of jade.

"Look, bro!"

Jia Min tilted the jade over, and at the corner of the jade, there was a small hole and a person's name hidden in the pattern.

Jia Min pulled Jia She to look.

Jia She, who had seen it before, opened his mouth wide. No wonder he felt it looked familiar.

This child is most likely someone from the palace.
But which one in the palace does he belong to?
The thought of Prince Yi Zhong flashed through Jia She’s mind.

Immediately afterwards, Jia She shook his head.

It is impossible that she is the child of Prince Yi Zhong. Prince Yi Zhong’s only child is Qin Keqing, and the key point is that they don’t look alike.

Jia She thought of someone.

The competition for the throne was so fierce back then.

"Prince of Pingyang!"

Jia She and Jia Min blurted out the words at the same time.

During the competition for the throne, several families were wiped out, and the Prince of Pingyang was one of them.

Considering Jia Chengfeng's age, he is the youngest son of the Prince of Pingyang.

What’s more important is that they are the only family in the northwest. When Jia She and Jia Min looked at Jia Chengfeng again, their eyes changed.

When the Prince of Pingyang's family was exterminated, Chunchun was the one who suffered an unprovoked disaster.

But there is a reason for this. As a master, the old Prince Pingyang has something on the Second Prince.

It was the crucial moment in the fight for the throne. How could the Second Prince possibly watch the man who had the upper hand over him and wanted to beat him up live?

"Aunt, this child is most likely the only descendant of the Prince of Pingyang's Mansion."

Jia She turned his eyes to Jia Ling with difficulty.

The news about the Prince of Pingyang's Mansion spread widely in the northwest.

Although Jia Ling was a woman in the inner palace, she also knew that the Prince of Pingyang had been exterminated.

“So this child”

"We must report this to His Majesty!"

"Back then, the Prince of Pingyang's Mansion was full of loyal and valiant people. No matter how the Second Prince threatened or bribed them, he would not produce any evidence of his rebellion."

"Now there are heirs alive, and they must be reported."

"Congratulations, auntie!"

Little Jia Chengfeng held Jia Ling's hand, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Big Mother!"

Jia Ling reached out and rubbed little Jia Chengfeng's head.

"It's okay. Your uncle will take care of everything."

"Ok!"

Jia Chengfeng nodded lightly. He didn't want to leave his grandmother.

"Can't the mother report it?"

After hesitating for a long time, Jia Chengfeng spoke before Jia She left.

Everyone in the room looked at Jia Chengfeng.

This is a good thing, why not go.

"I don't want to leave Big Mother!"

Jia Chengfeng hugged Jia Ling's waist.

Jia Ling looked at Jia Chengfeng and sighed deeply.

"Silly child, people always have to part ways."

Jia Chengfeng lowered his head.

"I really don't want to leave Big Mum!"

Jia Chengfeng, who had always been precocious, hugged Jia Ling and burst into tears.

Jia Ling kept comforting her, but after a while, tears welled up in the corners of Jia Ling's eyes.

Having raised such a grown-up child, I would definitely not be willing to let him go.

Jia She changed his clothes and didn't leave yet.

At the same time, two old and one young ladies, Granny Liu, appeared in front of the gate of Rongguo Mansion.

Granny Liu appeared and stood at the gate of Rongguo Mansion in a flattering manner.

"Bro!"

Liu Laolao, who was hunched over, knocked on the table in front of the gatehouse shyly. (End of this chapter)