Red Mansion Jia Enhou

The coffins of the two generations of Dukes Rong and Ning were buried, and a ceremony was held.

Jia She was so tired that his back and waist ached.

After returning to Rongguo Mansion, he also wanted to see Xue Pan who came with him.

Xue Pan was also very tired today, but when he thought about what he saw and heard today.

Xue Pan said that it was worth it even if he was tired.

In the study, Jia She was holding the letter sent by Uncle Xue and staring at Xue Pan who was standing there.

Xue Pan looks relatively normal now.

But the ancients matured precociously, so who knows whether there was anything like that in their little heads?

Jia She coughed.

Xue Pan's attention was attracted by Jia She.

"Cousin!"

Jia She nodded slightly.

"Your father asked you to come to Shenjing?"

Xue Pan nodded first, then shook his head.

Jia She frowned.

Does this mean he will come on his own?

When reading the original novel of A Dream of Red Mansions, Xue Pan didn't seem to be as yearning for Rongguo Mansion and the capital as he had imagined. How come he suddenly thought about it?

"My father didn't ask me to come. I wanted to take a look on my own, cousin!"

Jia She put down the letter from Uncle Xue in his hand, frowned and nodded.

"Your father wrote a lot about the troubles you had gotten into in the letter, and asked me to keep a close eye on you."

"Let me ask you something, are you right?"

Jia She swallowed the words he was about to say.

Even though Xue Pan in later generations was a person that men and women could not restrict, he was only eight years old now.

At the age of eight, it is not certain whether his little bird has fully grown.

It was a bit too much for him to ask this.

Jia She took a deep breath and said to the innocent-looking, naive Bai Xiaopang, "You will live with your second brother Lian from now on."

"By the way, have you been enlightened?"

"Enlightenment?"

Children from wealthy families had to learn to read at the age of three, and would start formal learning at the age of six.

Xue Pan in front of me is already eight years old, so it’s time for him to start enlightenment, right?

Xue Pan nodded and shook his head again.

Jia She frowned.

What does this mean?
"My nephew was not in good health and went to school for a while."

"The teacher at the school despised my stupidity, and I didn't like the atmosphere at the school, so I returned home after a few days."

"After returning home, I only learned a few words from the people around me."

clear!

Jia She nodded in his heart.

I was naughty in school and was expelled. I wanted to continue my studies, but no one dared to teach me.

It fits the personality of this little fat boy.

"So, nephew, how do you want to arrange your life in Shenjing?"

"Do you want to continue your studies, or do you want someone to take you around and then take you home?"

Jia She, who advocates democracy and freedom, asked Xue Pan.

After all, he is a relative's child, so he can't treat him too differently.

Xue Pan held his chin and began to think. He came to the capital city just to impress his father and to wash away the impression that he, Xue Pan, was unlearned and only knew how to have fun.

He also had another reason.

That's because his father always praises his sister, which makes him look like a waste.

How could he, a grown-up man, be outdone by his younger sister?

It’s embarrassing to think about it.

So he, Xue Pan, came.

"My nephew has something to ask my uncle."

Xue Pan raised his arms and saluted Jia She.

Jia She nodded again. He wanted to see what Xue Pan wanted to ask.

"Nephew wants to ask what Second Brother Lian usually does?"

"My father asked me to come from Jinling to learn more from Brother Lian. Please let my cousin know!"

Jia She took a deep breath.

"Your second brother Lian either goes to school or goes out with his friends and classmates every day."

"Nephew, do you want to study too?"

Surprise flashed in Jia She's eyes.

Xue Pan wants to study. No matter how I look at it, it seems quite interesting.

Xue Pan frowned and nodded to Jia She.

Although he doesn't like studying, it seems that he is not so unwilling to learn in order to slap his father in the face.

Jia She looked at Xue Pan curiously.

Is this still the Xue Pan in the original novel?
Maybe this is the interest of children. When they are in the mood, they just play along.

Once this momentum is over, I'm afraid it will return to its original state.

"You have to think carefully. The Jia family has always been strict in their studies."

"If you don't study hard when you go there, I'll beat your butt to pieces!"

Hearing Jia She's words, Xue Pan covered his butt.

Why are they all interested in his big butt when they get there?

It's not okay to beat him. What if he gets hurt? It will affect his happiness for the rest of his life.

Xue Pan covered his butt tightly.

"Then can I not go to the clan school?"

"I'm stupid. When I went to the academy before, I made the teacher very angry. If I go to the clan academy as you call it, my butt will definitely be beaten to pieces."

Jia She couldn't help but laugh.

"The Jia family's education has always been based on educating people. It's not as scary as you think."

"As long as you study hard and have a good attitude, even if you can't learn, your butt won't get hurt. On the contrary, if you have a bad attitude, you will just act up in class."

"You don't need the clan school teacher to help. I will personally send you back to Jinling."

"Think before you speak!"

Jia She knocked on Xue Pan's head three times like Bodhi Patriarch to remind him.

Xue Pan's brows were furrowed. If that was the case, he might as well give it a try.

"Thank you, cousin, for the arrangement!"

Jia She nodded slightly.

"Go back!"

Jia She gave instructions to Xue Pan, and soon Jia Lian was also called over.

Jia She called him here mainly to ask about the situation of the White Lotus Sect.

Jia Lian reported to Jia She.

Jia She has not been sleeping well recently because of that monk and the Taoist priest.

Now the truth is out, it is the White Lotus Sect.

Jia She breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that the so-called Fairy Jinghuan was not a real fairy at all. She was just using the names of gods and demons to deceive people.

Jia She can now put his mind at ease.

At the same time, Jia Lian talked to Jia She about the Hulu Temple.

Jia She listened silently. Regarding the Hulu Temple case, Jia She's heart was filled with pity for Xiangling.

Now that the case has been solved, it would be a good thing if Xiangling could go home.

Jia She nodded towards Jia Lian.

"Your aunt has already gone to the Pei family to inquire about your marriage."

"The Pei family is concerned about your relationship with Sister Feng. You shouldn't have stepped forward that day."

Jia Lian lowered his head, he knew it.

But he just couldn't help wanting to help Feng Jieer, after all, they did have some feelings for each other.

"Is Sister Feng still in contact with you?"

Jia She continued to ask Jia Lian.

Jia Lian lowered his head and shook his head.

"Don't worry, Dad. I won't contact Sister Feng anymore."

Jia She looked at Jia Lian and couldn't help but sigh.

"If you can really get engaged to Miss Pei, then you should stop making mistakes."

"The Miss Pei is not someone you can let down."

Jia She reminded Jia Lian.

The Pei family is not much different from the Zhang family. Both have a good family tradition and their descendants are ambitious.

Such people should not be offended.

Jia Lian nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, Dad."

Jia Lian returned to his room.

The group of Tatars sent by Wang Ziteng, a relative from Jinling, have rescued Madam Wang.

At the same time, the dungeon was also burned down.

In the burned dungeon was a female corpse similar in size to Madam Wang.

After the Jinling family confirmed it, they simply asked someone to find a random place to bury the body.

Aunt Xue was in a state of constant fear every day at the Xue family.

He is not a bold person who can make decisions.

In the past, when I had problems, I would go to Mrs. Wang and Wang Ziteng, but now I would go to Uncle Xue.

Now that the matter has fallen on her own shoulders, Aunt Xue really has no ability to face it or take responsibility.

In this respect, she is not as good as Baochai.

"mom!"

Little Baochai poked Aunt Xue.

Aunt Xue shuddered and looked at Baochai.

The servant repeated it again.

"Madam, Auntie is gone."

When Aunt Xue heard the news of Mrs. Wang's death, tears welled up in her eyes.

She was not mourning for Lady Wang, she was just frightened.

"My aunt has passed away. Madam, please accept my condolences!"

The servants did not understand why Jiujiu was comforting Aunt Xue.

Baochai looked at Aunt Xue and knew that if she continued like this, Aunt Xue would be exposed, so she sent the servants away on the pretext that she wanted to comfort Aunt Xue alone.

Aunt Xue lay on Baochai's body and cried bitterly.

"Your uncle really rebelled."

Baochai nodded without any change in expression.

This is a true fact, the imperial court has already notified it, but you, mom, are the only one who naively thinks that your uncle was framed.

It is true that three hundred men from Rongguo Mansion went to the northwest and there has been no news since then.

The Jia family guards who escaped from Tatar were also real.

The Tatar woman who came a few days ago proved that the Tatars who ran away from home were real.

There is no false accusation at all, you just don't want to admit it.

Aunt Xue lay on Baochai's body and cried.

Baochai let Aunt Xue vent her anger until her crying gradually subsided.

Baochai spoke again.

"No one saw or noticed what happened a few days ago, so just pretend it never happened."

Aunt Xue knew what it was and nodded heavily.

"Baochai, I'm scared!" When it came to the matter, Aunt Xue, who was not as reliable as a child like Baochai, lay on little Baochai again.

Xiao Baochai comforted her calmly.

"Don't be afraid. Nothing happened and you didn't do anything. So don't be afraid."

Aunt Xue looked at Baochai and nodded heavily.

"I didn't do anything. I don't have to be afraid."

Uncle Xue pushed the door open without knowing what the mother and daughter were talking about.

When Aunt Xue saw Uncle Xue, she sat there like a quail.

Baochai got down from the bed and bowed to Uncle Xue.

"father!"

Uncle Xue pulled up Baochai who was bowing.

"How is your mother now?"

"Are you very sad because of your aunt's death?"

Uncle Xue kept his eyes on Aunt Xue, who was wiping her tears with her hands.

Aunt Xue glanced at Uncle Xue.

Baochai spoke.

"Mom, I'm fine. I just feel bad that my aunt passed away early. I just cried for a while."

Uncle Xue nodded slightly, and sighed, knowing what kind of person his wife was.

"If you want to go and have a look, then go and have a look!"

"Your sister-in-law has brought this upon herself. I have asked the people of the Jia family in Jinling and found out that your sister is buried in a mass grave ten miles outside the city of Jinling. If you cannot bear to see her, you can take out her body and bury it somewhere else."

Aunt Xue remained silent.

Because the person who died was not her sister at all.

Baochai quickly interrupted.

"Thank you, Daddy. Mom has been concerned about my aunt's problem just now. It's good that Daddy can help solve it now."

Speak up, speak up quickly.

If you don't respond at this time, you will be exposed.

Uncle Xue looked at Aunt Xue who was crying.

"lady."

"I thank you on behalf of my sister!"

Aunt Xue stood up and bowed to Uncle Xue. Baochai felt relieved, as this was normal.

If you remain indifferent and don't say a word, given her father's shrewdness, the matter will be exposed.

Uncle Xue looked at Aunt Xue deeply.

This lady is usually the best friend to her elder sister, so why doesn't she seem so warm now?
Uncle Xue looked at Aunt Xue's face.

The corners of Aunt Xue's eyes were still red.

Uncle Xue suppressed his doubts, thinking that his wife's acting skills were not good enough to deceive him.

It must be sadness that makes me stupid.

"Baochai, stay with your mother."

Xue Baochai nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, Dad!"

After Uncle Xue left, Xue Baochai's face was full of disappointment.

"If it wasn't for me just now, you would have been discovered by Daddy."

"Put things away quickly. Even if they have nothing to do with us, they are suffering because of my aunt."

"No matter what, we have to treat people with dignity after they die."

Aunt Xue's face was full of reluctance.

No one knew who was burned, so how could a noble lady like her be burying and worshipping him?

Baochai became anxious.

"Hurry up!"

"You want to be punished by Daddy?"

"Daddy has long been dissatisfied with you. Now the status quo is maintained because of our past friendship. If you don't want this friendship, I will tell Daddy about what happened a few days ago!"

Baochai had a serious face.

When Aunt Xue looked at Baochai's appearance, she thought of Uncle Xue. This is what Uncle Xue was like when he got angry.

Aunt Xue subconsciously became timid.

At Baochai's request, Aunt Xue changed into a plain dress.

This not only avoids giving people warnings and making them think in this direction, but also serves the purpose of mourning.

Aunt Xue was brought by Baochai to appear in front of Uncle Xue.

"Ready, Daddy!"

"Send someone to take me and mom there!"

Uncle Xue's eyes swept across Aunt Xue's face, and then he nodded heavily.

Aunt Xue got on a carriage heading to the mass grave outside Jinling City.

When she saw the place where the fake Lady Wang was buried, Aunt Xue recalled her experience a few days ago and she started crying again.

Baochai busied herself getting people to dig out the fake Lady Wang's body.

I have to say that the Jinling Jia family still knows how to behave.

When he knew that Mrs. Wang had two children, one of them was engaged to a good man.

So a coffin was arranged for her burial.

Through the appearance of the entire grave mound.

Although this fake Madam Wang was buried in a mass grave, it was not difficult to see that she had been carefully taken care of.

This reflects the characteristics of the Jinling people.

This also shows his snobbery.

Jia Ping wanted to be buried in the Jia family's ancestral tomb, but he refused.

Although Mrs. Wang, a criminal, was buried in a mass grave by them, one could see their meticulousness.

The fake Lady Wang's coffin was carried out. Aunt Xue covered her nose with a handkerchief and pretended to watch with sadness.

In the end, the fake Mrs. Wang was buried in a relatively good place under Baochai's arrangement.

Baochai breathed a sigh of relief and began to give instructions to Aunt Xue.

"Mom needs to be a vegetarian for a few days to show the love between sisters."

A look of reluctance flashed across Aunt Xue's face.

It's not like her sister is really dead, so she's just pretending.

As for being so comprehensive?

Baochai glanced at Aunt Xue.

"Mom doesn't want Dad to see through her, right?"

Aunt Xue shut her mouth completely.

For several days, Aunt Xue was a vegetarian.

When the news of the fire in the Jinling family reached Shenjing City, Yuanchun, who was eating, was stunned.

Then the chopsticks in his hand fell, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Mother She"

"Miss, please accept my condolences. My wife has passed away."

Kneel down holding the zither.

Yuanchun was a little overwhelmed.

"How could mother die?"

"Isn't she living well in Jinling?"

The tears in Yuanchun's eyes fell like beads from a broken string, and Baoqin hugged Yuanchun.

Although Mrs. Wang is not a good person, she is one of the two people in the family who is closest to Yuanchun in terms of blood relationship.

"Baoqin, how could the madam die?"

Tears of heartache fell from Baoqin's eyes like Yuanchun's.

"Don't ask any more questions, miss!"

"Tell me!"

Yuanchun was very excited.

"Tell me quickly!"

Yuanchun asked anxiously, but Baoqin kept the secret.

If I tell it to you, I'm afraid Yuanchun won't be able to bear it. After all, a fire is too strange.

The news coming from the Jinling family was also ambiguous.

It is said that Mrs. Wang saw no hope of returning to the capital, so she set herself on fire.

This was obviously not something her wife would do.

Indeed, not, because Mrs. Wang was still alive and she was taken to the Tatar steppes.

Wang Ziteng was in the tent, crying inconsolably as he looked at Madam Wang, who was so old and unrecognizable.

"Big sister, it's your brother who is sorry for you!"

Mrs. Wang, who had been imprisoned for a long time, was a little slow to react, but when she saw Wang Ziteng's appearance, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Second brother!"

Mrs. Wang looked at it in disbelief.

She didn't expect that what the servants said was actually true.

Her second brother really rebelled against the Chu State.

"I'm the brother, big sister!"

When Wang Ziteng saw the white hair on Mrs. Wang's head, his eyes were filled with grief and anger.

"How dare the Jia family do this to you."

Mrs. Wang remained silent.

Wang Ziteng introduced Princess Jincheng to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang’s eyes were cold.

Speaking of the two children held by Princess Jincheng's maid.

Wang Ziteng was strangely stuck.

Princess Jincheng noticed it keenly.

Feeling Princess Jincheng's emotions, Wang Ziteng gritted his teeth and spoke with a forced smile.

"These are your newborn nephews and nieces."

Mrs. Wang's expression changed.

It's no secret that Wang Ziteng is in poor health.

Now there are two more children for no apparent reason.

There was a strange look in Mrs. Wang's eyes when she looked at Wang Ziteng's head.

Wang Ziteng's smile became more and more forced.

Princess Jincheng's expression improved a little.

"As you can see, this is Tartar."

"You were rescued by my father, the Khan."

Princess Jincheng walked up to Mrs. Wang, thinking that Mrs. Wang would kneel down to her in gratitude.

But Mrs. Wang didn't even look at her.

Not only did he not look at her, he also turned his gaze to Wang Ziteng.

"Where's my sister-in-law?"

The first thing Mrs. Wang mentioned was Chen, who was at odds with her.

Princess Jincheng's expression suddenly turned grim.

Wang Ziteng rushed forward to comfort her in Tatar.

"My sister has become stupid because of being locked up. Don't bother with her."

When Princess Jincheng heard Wang Ziteng say this, she felt a little better, but she still asked with concern.

"What happened to your sister?"

"Didn't you say that she had a bad relationship with your first wife?"

Wang Ziteng paused. It was true that their relationship was not good, but for some reason, it suddenly became good when they got here.

Fortunately, Princess Jincheng is not entangled.

Wang Ziteng also felt relieved. (End of this chapter)