Red Mansion Jia Enhou

What a stubborn father and a stubborn son.

Seeing Zhang Cheng showing no fear at all, the emperor just wanted to curse in his heart.

Who taught this kid?

"Go and call the prince's tutor!"

It was time to invite parents. Zhang Dalang, who was teaching the prince and his companions, was called by the emperor.

At this time, there was a person standing in the emperor's hall whom Zhang Dalang had never expected.

His five-year-old son was in front of him, and behind him knelt a group of generals who did not even dare to raise their heads.

Zhang Dalang was silent.

At this moment, he had no idea what was going on and was just confused at being called by the emperor.

"His Majesty!"

Zhang Dalang stood up and saluted the emperor.

The emperor did not respond at all. Zhang Dalang had a frown on his face as he bent over.

"Master Shao really taught a good son."

Zhang Dalang was a little confused by what the emperor said, and his eyes fell on Zhang Cheng, who was standing with his hands folded and his head hanging.

Not knowing what was going on, Zhang Dalang straightened up and looked at the emperor.

"Your Majesty, but what trouble has my boy gotten into?"

"Master, take a look for yourself!"

Zhang Mingde took a dozen papers with identical handwriting from the emperor's desk and handed them to Zhang Dalang.

Zhang Dalang took it and looked at it with a frown.

He was very familiar with this handwriting; it was exactly that of the youngest son in front of him.

Zhang Dalang looked at Zhang Cheng. No matter how stupid he was, Zhang Dalang knew what was going on.

"Cheng'er?"

Zhang Dalang turned his gaze to Zhang Cheng. A stubborn boy needs a stubborn father to heal him.

"What did you do with your uncle yesterday?"

Zhang Cheng's head continued to droop.

"Father is asking you a question."

Zhang Dalang held the scroll of poetry in his hand and looked at Zhang Cheng.

The emperor, who was sitting on the throne, was even more frightened by Zhang Dalang's low mood.

"The child is still young, Master, please take it easy!"

The emperor really beat the child to a pulp, so he reminded Zhang Dalang before he was about to teach Zhang Cheng a lesson.

Zhang Dalang turned his gaze to the emperor and bowed to him.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I am not the kind of person who would beat a child. I am just asking him."

"I will give your Majesty an explanation when the time comes!"

"Follow me out!"

A tear fell from Zhang Cheng's eye.

Is it so scary just to ask him?

What kind of life does this child usually lead?

The emperor thought of his prince.

The emperor still softened his heart.

"Master, you should ask here. It's really not a big deal. I just wrote a few poems to help those useless uncles behind him. Your Jiulang is still young, there is no need to scare him like this."

He only has two or three children, and he really can't bear to see them suffer.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid he didn't just write to these dozen people!"

The emperor was stunned. Are there more than just a dozen people?
Zhang Dalang didn't say much, he just asked the emperor to send someone to the Zhang family to dig out Zhang Cheng's secret treasury.

The emperor was even more confused, but when he thought that Zhang Dalang was not a liar, he sent someone to Zhang's house.

Zhang Cheng started to get anxious.

"You can't dig it, you can't dig it, I earned it with my own ability."

Zhang Dalang glared at Zhang Cheng fiercely, and Zhang Cheng instantly became obedient.

The dozen or so generals behind him were kneeling like sieves. The law does not punish the masses. The law does not punish the masses.

They are military generals, and it is wrong to force them to write poetry.

After a while, Zhang Cheng's small treasury was opened, and there were a total of nine boxes inside. They were the gifts given to Zhang's family by various families after he returned to Shenjing.

The boxes were opened one by one, until the last one.

Zhang Cheng covered his eyes with his two little hands and dared not look anymore.

Zhang Dalang glanced at him and was sure that this silly kid had hidden dozens of jade pendants in here.

The box was opened, revealing jade pendants of various shapes.

Zhang Dalang tied one of them up.

"Your Majesty, you can use this to find the person who bought the poem!"

Zhang Cheng's little face was instantly flooded with tears, and the emperor took a deep breath.

This case might involve all the civil and military officials in the court, and such a big thing happened just because of the poems prepared for the empress dowager's birthday.

"Someone, check it out for me!"

At the emperor's command, all members of the Wutong Guard were dispatched.

The generals who were resting at home with their wives and concubines were disturbed by the Wutong Guards who suddenly broke in, and started arresting people without saying a word.

In the end, only a few inferior ones were left.

In addition to these military generals, there are also some second-generation playboys who were not prepared the day before.

The emperor's eyes swept over these military generals and playboys whom he had entrusted with important tasks and placed high hopes on.

He just felt that these people were going too far. He, the emperor, just wanted to make his mother happy on her birthday, but now it was ruined.

All those who bought poems have been brought here, and now only one is left.

The emperor looked gloomily to see who was so arrogant that Wutong Guards couldn't even be invited.

"Let me go!"

Li Guodong was brought to the door of the emperor's palace. The emperor's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly in shock.

"Why did the old general join them in making trouble?"

Li Guodong, who was brought in, snorted coldly at the emperor.

"Your Majesty also asked me how many years it has been since I last wrote."

"I thought it was just a banquet, but after I went there, I had to write the poem of the old man."

"I don't know how to do this, so I need help?"

Li Guodong spoke with confidence and didn't give the emperor any face.

Jia She's gaze fell on him, and at this moment he just wanted to say that the old general was brave.

The emperor took a deep breath.

"Then you shouldn't buy and sell poems. I didn't say you had to write one. I wouldn't have any objection if you handed in a blank paper."

Do you really have no objections, or are you pretending not to have any objections?

Li Guodong looked at the emperor with a sour face.

"I don't know. I think it is necessary to write it. Not writing it would be disrespectful to the Queen Mother."

"Writing nonsense is extremely disrespectful. Your Majesty knows my level."

"I need someone to write for me even when writing a memorial. I really can't write a poem!"

The emperor was a little amused and finally his eyes fell on the remaining people.

"Are you also like General Li?"

The Great Chu had entered a time of peace a long time ago, and the middle-aged generals who came up were either the second generation, or those who had passed the military examination, or those who came up from the border by luck. There were only a few such generals left, so it was understandable for illiterate people.

But you, the second generation who passed the martial arts examination, shouldn’t do this!

It's normal that I can't write poetry, but I can at least make up a jingle, right?

A group of generals stood there like eggplants hit by frost, and finally the emperor's eyes fell on Jia She.

"Hey, isn't this an old acquaintance of mine?"

"I treat you as a brother, and this is how you treat me?"

Jia She lowered his head and listened to the emperor's lecture.

"I really didn't expect that you, Jia She, would do this."

He has to tidy it up, he really can't write.

He didn't study well back then, and when asked to write a poem, he was like Zhang Fei holding a needle, staring at others with wide eyes.

Jia She silently endured the emperor's scolding.

The empress dowager, who had not been seen for a long time, finally showed up.

Outside the emperor's open door to the palace, a woman in a phoenix robe and with a dignified and elegant appearance appeared.

The woman was probably in her fifties, but because of her looks and the way she took care of herself, she looked to be in her early thirties.

The emperor stood up.

"Mother, why are you here?"

The emperor stepped down from his throne and walked quickly to the empress dowager.

The woman in the phoenix robe had no expression on her face.

"If I hadn't come, how would I have known that you went to such great lengths to prepare a birthday party for me?"

"I have already told you that there is no need for such extravagance and that we should just have a good meal and enjoy ourselves, but you asked them to write poems and compose essays instead."

"This really shouldn't happen!"

The empress dowager, who advocated simplicity, cast her eyes on a group of military officers who were standing with their heads lowered.

Hearing the words of the empress dowager, the generals all felt a flash of guilt in their hearts.

The emperor lowered his head.

"Mother, I didn't go to great lengths to do this. I just asked Zhongshun to hold a poetry meeting and write some poems to celebrate your birthday."

"That shouldn't be difficult for others!"

The empress dowager slapped the emperor on the head, and the emperor felt aggrieved.

"Mother, I just want you to have a happy birthday."

"Every year on your birthday, you only invite the concubines to have a meal in the palace. I really can't stand such frugality."

"Besides, this year is your birthday, I should celebrate it for you!"

The emperor was just being filial.

The Queen Mother felt it and sighed again.

"Your Majesty is right, my lady!"

"Just writing some poetry is not considered wasteful."

The only one who could interrupt the conversation was Li Guodong, a veteran in his 90s.

Jia She glanced at Li Guodong who was speaking.

This old Deng still looks like he's speaking human language?
"No need to say more for the old general. It is wrong to force people to write poetry!"

The Queen Mother looked at the Emperor, who sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, I won't punish them, okay?"

"My mother came here only to protect them. I hate her!"

The emperor lowered his head, and the matter was settled.

The generals involved in the case breathed a sigh of relief.

The emperor then spoke again.

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided!"

"I will not punish you today, but you must pay three months' salary." "Use this salary to benefit the people and pray for the Queen Mother!"

The emperor kept looking at his mother carefully, and this time the empress dowager did not refuse.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, but that was just a sigh of relief.

Once everyone in this hall leaves, the emperor will probably be scolded.

As Jia She expected, these people had just left.

In the hall at the rear, there was a cry of pain from the emperor as his ears were pulled.

For a moment, those who came out couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Jia She also laughed.

However, Zhang Dalang was staring at him, and he and his son did not dare to do anything.

Jia She was also arrested and taken to Zhang's house.

The old man of the Zhang family was on vacation at home. He was a little confused when he saw Jia She being dragged over by his eldest son.

"Da Lang, this..."

"Father should really take care of him. He brought this little bastard to sell poetry to those generals yesterday!"

Zhang Cheng held the only jade pendant he had left and dropped gold beans.

"Cheng'er, come to Grandpa's place. What did your uncle do with you yesterday?"

Jia She was really wronged and was forced into doing so. If no one had threatened him, how could he dare to take the risk?
Zhang Cheng walked up to the old man of the Zhang family and started talking like pouring beans.

The old man of the Zhang family looked at Jia She.

"Enhou?"

Jia She also talked about how he was threatened.

The corner of Zhang's father's mouth twitched.

That old Li is indeed not someone you can mess with.

"They are all trivial matters. Just don't do them again in the future!"

"Da Lang, take Cheng'er back and educate him!"

Zhang Dalang nodded slightly, and after leaving, the old man of the Zhang family looked at Jia She.

"How did you run into that old guy?"

"Isn't that old man staying at home?"

Jia She had a sad face, how could he know this?

He only knew that the old man came out last night, and not only did he come out, he also threatened him.

"Dad, you have to make the decision for me!"

"If it weren't for that old man, I wouldn't have called Brother Cheng over!"

The old man of the Zhang family was also panicked.

Back then, the old man didn't care about food or drink, civil or military. As long as he saw something he didn't like, he would pull it over and beat it up.

And this was thought to be that he was so old that he could hardly walk.

I didn't expect that he was fine. Not only that, but he looked so energetic.

It’s no problem for him to beat ten old Zhangs with one punch.

The father-in-law and son-in-law, who had suffered from Li Guodong, both covered their heads.

Jia She had a big meal at Zhang's house and left, taking some food with him as he went.

Zhang Dalang rolled his eyes to the sky when he saw this.

Soon Jia She discovered something wrong. He found that when he left, a little kid was following him.

Jia She noticed it and glanced behind him.

Zhang Cheng dropped his golden beans and grabbed Jia She's robe.

Jia She frowned.

"Are you here to see your uncle off, Brother Cheng?"

Jia She has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem. The little kid in front of him is preparing to leave home.

"Uncle, can I live in your house?"

Zhang Cheng stared at Jia She with his big watery eyes, which made Jia She a little hesitant to look at him.

"Why does Brother Cheng want to live in my house?"

Zhang Cheng hugged Jia She and burst into tears.

"My dad scolded me!"

"I'm going to run away from home and make him regret it!"

As the five-year-old kid spoke, a crow with several cubs flew over Jia She's head.

I'm afraid your father won't regret this.
As someone who has had similar experience, he can tell you clearly that doing so will only result in a beating and nothing will be gained in the end.

"Brother Cheng, you should go back!"

"Your father won't regret doing this."

Jia She rubbed Zhang Cheng’s head. After all, this kid was scolded because of him.

"Uncle."

Zhang Cheng tilted his head and looked at Jia She.

This look was so pitiful that Jia She's damn compassion was moved.

Jia She looked at Zhang Cheng and took a deep breath.

"Forget it, you can stay at your uncle's house for a few days, but the prerequisite is that you must greet your father and mother!"

Zhang Cheng nodded heavily and agreed without hesitation.

Jia She didn't feel anything strange so he sent someone to find Zhang Dalang and told him something.

Zhang Cheng was taken to Rongguo Mansion by Jia She.

And this time he arrived at Rongguo Mansion.

This sword spread into Jia She's study like flowers.

I saw him mumbling something as he watched.

'This uncle is really as rich as my father said!'

Now little Zhang Cheng has been dazzled by Jia She's study.

"Uncle, can you give me this?"

He simply grabbed a jade unicorn without any hesitation.

Jia She's eyes fell on the lifelike carving of the jade unicorn, and he felt his heart bleeding.

How did this guy know that that one was valuable?
This is an ornament handed down from the Han Dynasty. The entire body is carved from the finest Lantian jade, and there is a yellow spot on the head. The whole Qilin looks as if it is alive.

"Brother Cheng, let's take a look at something else!"

"How about I give you this cabbage?"

Jia She took down the white and green jade carving of a cabbage from the shelf, and Zhang Cheng held the jade unicorn in his arms without even looking at it.

"I like this, uncle, you promised me!"

Jia She took a look and thought that once something is said, it is like water spilled on the ground.

Jia She, whose deal failed, took a deep breath and agreed despite his heartache.

Zhang Cheng still wanted to continue looking into Jia She's study, but Jia She, who was really scared, coaxed Zhang Cheng out by tricking him.

It just so happened that Jia Min brought Daiyu as a guest.

Jia She directly dumped Zhang Cheng to his current wife, Mrs. Xing.

Madam Xing and Zhang Cheng, who was thrown over, stared at each other. Jia Min couldn't help giggling when she saw this scene.

"What are you laughing at, sister Min?"

Mrs. Xing, who didn't know how to get along with Zhang Cheng, turned her gaze to Jia Min. Jia Min looked at her and just covered her mouth and smiled.

In the end, I couldn't help but turn my reserved smile into a loud laugh.

Mrs. Xing's face turned red with humiliation.

She is now worrying about how to get along with her ex-boyfriend's naughty nephew. You, her sister-in-law who has a good relationship with her, not only don't help her, but also laugh at her loudly.

Mrs. Xing pursed her lips and instantly became unhappy.

Jia Min quickly suppressed her laughter and comforted Mrs. Xing.

"Sister-in-law misunderstood."

"Sister, I'm not making fun of you. I heard that the old man of the Zhang family recognized my sister-in-law as his goddaughter?"

Mrs. Xing nodded to Jia Min.

"Mr. Meng doesn't mind, so he is recognized."

"Sister-in-law, don't you think this guy looks a bit like you?"

Mrs. Xing was stunned.

Three or four points?

Mrs. Xing looked up and down at Zhang Cheng who was sent over. It was true that they did look a bit similar.

Mrs. Xing looked on in shock.

"I guess my sister-in-law's family and this monkey are probably a little bit related."

The Xing family is also a family of officials. If Mrs. Xing's father had not been so incompetent, he would have died as a minor official.

Mrs. Xing also comes from a family of scholars and officials.

"Brother Cheng, come here!"

Jia Min waved to Zhang Cheng, and Zhang Cheng walked towards Jia Min.

"Aunt Min!"

Zhang Cheng bowed to Jia Min obediently, and Jia Min kept smiling.

"Good boy, do you have any relatives with the surname Xing?"

Jia Min asked directly and without hesitation, and Zhang Cheng frowned.

A relative with the surname Xing.

Zhang Cheng thought of his grandmother who passed away long ago.

"My grandmother's last name is Xing!"

Mrs. Xing's eyes lit up, and Jia Min looked at Mrs. Xing.

"My family had a distant aunt who I heard married well. Could it be..."

Mrs. Xing looked at it in shock.

Jia Min just smiled and said nothing. The upper class is just a circle. If we really talk about relatives, most people with some background can talk about it.

So this is not surprising.

"Brother Cheng, why don't you come and pay your respects to your Aunt Xing?"

Mrs. Xing was a little excited. She had been thinking about how to get along with them, and now it was a good thing that they were relatives.

Zhang Cheng stepped forward and bowed to Madam Xing according to Jia Min's words.

"Aunt Xing!"

Mrs. Xing quickly helped Zhang Cheng up with a smile, and then presented him with a gift of greeting.

Zhang Cheng laughed after getting the thing.

Daiyu looked at him and giggled like Jia Min.

Zhang Cheng looked at Daiyu who was not paying attention. At this time, Daiyu had already revealed her beauty from behind.

Compared with the ones who came later, Daiyu now looks quite healthy.

This adds a touch of charm to her beauty.

"Daiyu, don't laugh at your brother!"

Jia Min patted little Daiyu, who said mischievously, "Just laugh, just laugh!" (End of this chapter)