Red Mansion Jia Enhou

Jia Zhen, who was beaten, looked aggrieved.

Are you no longer a junior when you are older?
Jia Zhen's eyes were full of envy. These were all top-quality horses. What's the use of giving them to these little kids?

It would be better to let Uncle Zhen ride on the road to work.

Seeing Jia Zhen's useless appearance, Han reached out and twisted his arm hard.

Jia Zhen cried out in pain.

"mother!"

"You are already a father, but you still fight with your child for things. Where is your dignity?"

"Mother doesn't understand."

Jia Zhen felt wronged.

"Every one of the horses Uncle She brought back is a rare and precious horse."

"It is the mount of a first-class general."

"It's fine that Brother Lian is good at martial arts, but it's such a waste to give it to the remaining little idiots."

Jia Zhen looked at him with regret.

Yingchun and a few other little kids had already mounted the ponies, but Jia Lian, who was holding his own Jueying, did not get on.

"Lian'er, why don't you try it too?"

"But you don't like this Jueying?"

Jia She looked at Jia Lian with concern, and Jia Lian reached out and touched the horse's head.

"It's not that I don't like it, Dad."

"Yes, my son has grown up, and this Jueying is still just a pony. I am afraid that I will crush him if I go up to him."

Jia She took a look at Jia Lian's figure. After being away from home for more than a year, his eldest son was now 1.8 meters tall and would soon be taller than him.

"My brother She gave birth to a good son"

Jia Jing patted Jia She, and Jia She looked at Jia Jing who was speaking. Jia Jing had been looking Jia Lian up and down.

"Lian'er, come here."

Jia Jing waved to Jia Lian, and Jia Lian handed the reins of the horse to the servant. The servant pulled the horse and Jia Lian came to Jia Jing.

"Respect Uncle"

Jia Jing nodded slightly and asked Jia Lian to stand up and come closer. Curiosity flashed in Jia She's eyes. Jia Lian straightened his back and walked towards Jia Jing.

Jia Jing's hand touched Jia Lian's arm.

"Brother Jing knows how to touch bones?"

Jia Jing looked at him curiously, his face serious.

"I know a little bit. Although Lian'er is still young, she can still grow taller for a few more years."

Jia She's eyes fell on Jia Lian.

It’s still growing. Does his eldest son have to be two meters tall?
That's really a fierce general.

"Brother Jing, please help me look after my little son."

Jia She asked someone to bring Jia Cong over. Jia Cong, who could now walk, was still a babbler. When he saw Jia She, he began waving his little arms and calling him daddy.

Jia She picked it up and handed it to Jia Jing.

Jia Jing's hand fell on Jia Cong.

Jia Cong was held in his mother's womb for a while because of a difficult birth.

His physical condition is worse than that of other children of the same age.

I have to take medicine from time to time.

Jia Jing pinched Jia Cong's little arm and shook his head at Jia She.

"My nephew Cong almost couldn't come out when he was born because he was in the stomach for too long."

Jia Jing reached out again and pressed Jia Cong's small chest.

With a little force, a dimple was formed.

"Cong'er is not suitable for martial arts training, but looking at his intelligence, he should be able to study in the future."

"Daddy. Daddy"

Jia Cong kept calling Jia She, asking him to hold him.

Jia She took Jia Cong from Jia Jing's arms.

"This is just perfect. Lian'er and he are both good at martial arts and literature respectively, so they can look after each other."

Jia Jing nodded.

"I really envy you, brother."

Jia Jing sighed sincerely.

"Baoyu!"

Grandmother Jia began to greet Jia Baoyu, who was riding on the pony and having a lot of fun.

"Baoyu!"

Grandmother Jia called Jia Baoyu's name again, and Jia Baoyu looked at her when he heard it.

"What's wrong, Grandma!"

Jia Baoyu's voice was cheerful.

"Come here and let your uncle show you!"

Grandmother Jia yelled at the top of her voice.

Jia She and Jia Jing looked at each other and they dared not let Baoyu practice martial arts.

Although King Zhongshun had said before that he looked forward to seeing him fighting in the battlefield, the jade on his chest was really a big problem.

If he doesn't get this jade, let alone make any merit, even if he doesn't make any merit and just idles away in the army, it will be enough to arouse the emperor's suspicion.

And this is about the disposal of this precious jade.

Let him study hard, and it would be great if he could become a noble civil servant next year.

"Baoyu, let your uncle touch your bones."

Grandmother Jia waved at Jia Baoyu, and a hint of doubt appeared in Jia Baoyu's eyes.

"Feel the bones?"

"What is bone-touching?"

"It's to see if you can become a great general."

Jia Baoyu stood in front of Jia Jing. Jia Jing took a deep breath, put his hand on Jia Baoyu's arm, and felt the bones inside through the flesh under the skin.

Jia Jing put down Jia Baoyu's arm and shook his head.

"Baoyu is not that suitable either. He would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix."

"If Baoyu pursued martial arts, he could only achieve half of what Lian'er could."

Jia Jing was understating the matter, in fact, Jia Baoyu really had a talent for martial arts.

He had been spoiled since childhood, and an unintentional kick from him could make Xiren cough up blood on the ground, and she was left with a chronic illness.

Needless to say, the force of this kick was so great.

Now Jia Jing said this just to dispel Lady Jia's thoughts.

In summary, Jia Baoyu is not suitable for martial arts.

A look of disappointment flashed in Grandmother Jia's eyes.

"But Baoyu is also smart. I heard from the clan teacher that Baoyu has a good literary talent and his poems are always refreshing. Let him study hard. Who knows, he may achieve great success in the future and leave his own words in the history books."

The ultimate goal of being an official is to leave a name in history.

There are so many great writers throughout history.
Grandmother Jia nodded with satisfaction.

"Sorry to bother you, nephew."

Jia Jing shook his head.

"As long as Auntie lives in peace, there will be no trouble. Now the Rongguo Mansion is very prosperous."

"This huge Jia family has also improved under Brother She's leadership."

"Come to think of it, I want to discuss something with you today."

Jia Jing's eyes fell on Jia Zhen. He was somewhat disappointed with his son.

Although he has changed now, he is still unable to take on big responsibilities.

"I want to give the position of the head of our Rongning and Ning branches to you, my brother She."

"I am old, and I won't live many more years."

"Jane."

Jia Jing's gaze fell on Jia Zhen, and Jia Jing sighed again.

"The title of Ningguo Mansion has fallen to the bottom. Zhen'er is not a promising person. If he continues to sit in the position of clan leader, it may be difficult to convince the people."

"So, big brother, you want to give this position to me?"

Jia Jing nodded towards Jia She, and Jia She closed his eyes.

"If Zhen'er can't do it, we still have Rong'er."

"Rong'er, I've seen him. Although he likes to play around, he's generally a good guy. Big brother, can you wait a little longer?"

Anyone from the Rongning and Ning mansions can take the position of the patriarch.

As long as they are from Rongning and Ningfu, it will be fine.

Jia Jing shook his head.

"Rong'er will grow up to be successful, but we don't know when that will be."

"This position is occupied by the capable ones from our two families. It doesn't matter whether we give it to them earlier or later."

"Besides, I gave the position to Zhen'er out of helplessness. We were both in a difficult situation at that time."

"Apart from Zhen'er, who else can take over this position?"

Jia She nodded.

"I can take this position, but the clan affairs still have to be handled by you, my elder brother."

"Brother Jing, you understand me. I have a bad temper. If you let me handle this, I'm afraid that everyone in the clan will be driven out by me."

Jia Jing couldn't help but laugh.

"Row"

Jia She's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and before he could continue to eat, the imperial dishes rewarded by the emperor arrived. The emperors of the Chu Dynasty were very interesting. Whenever they had a delicious meal, they liked to send a portion to their favorite ministers to show their kindness as emperors to their ministers.

As for the current emperor.

Because of the frugality of the palace, no rewards have been given to the officials until now.

The emperor in this palace can only eat three dishes. If he is given one, what will he eat?
Jia She glanced at the food box in Zhang Mingde's hand and twitched the corners of his mouth.

The fourth child is finally willing to spend some money on food.

"This is the dragon-flying-and-phoenix-dancing dish cooked in the imperial kitchen."

"It is made from an old hen, sea cucumbers, abalone and other precious medicinal materials from the sea."

"Your Majesty tasted it and found it very delicious. Please let us send some to you, Lord Rong."

Jia She took the food box, opened it and took a look.

"I thank your Majesty for your grace."

Zhang Mingde nodded.

"Duke Rong is so polite"

After saying this, Zhang Mingde whispered a few words into Jia She's ear.

"Your Majesty, I grant you half a month's leave."

“You don’t have to attend the morning court, but you have to stay in the city.”

Jia She was holding the lunch box, and his mood suddenly became bad. Just half a month?

Half a month is not enough for a break. High school students have three months of winter and summer vacation every year.

How can he, who is a high school student, not have any work and rest schedule?
Jia She refused to accept.

"Longer"

Zhang Mingde glanced at Jia She sideways.

"Not for long. General Benshe, when you come back, His Majesty will arrange something for you right away."

"but"

Even if Zhang Mingde didn't say the rest, Jia She knew the reason.

Jia She had a sour face.

"If it grows a little taller, look at my little son."

Zhang Mingde was confused as he didn't know what kind of medicine Jia She was going to sell. They were discussing vacation and what was your youngest son doing?
Jia She pretended to wipe away his tears.

"Since I left for the war and now I'm back, he doesn't recognize me anymore."

"Do you know how big of a blow this is to a father?"

"General Xie, this."

Isn't this bullying?

In his heart, Zhang Mingde widened his eyes and asked him how he felt about being a father. Was he as bad as that guy?
"I really can't make the decision, General Xie."

"Cong'er."

Jia She waved to Jia Cong, who was put on the ground by the old woman and stumbled towards Jia She.

"Call your uncle Zhang!"

Jia She picked up Jia Cong, pointed at Zhang Mingde, and asked Jia Cong to call for help.

"The innocent sound of milk is heard."

"Uncle Zhang"

"Duke Rong, you..."

Zhang Mingde looked on helplessly. This was the first time he was truly respected by the ministers.

Just because of the call of "Uncle", Zhang Mingde sighed helplessly.

"Well, I will say yes on behalf of Duke Rong, but whether it can be agreed or not depends on your majesty."

After saying that, Zhang Mingde took out a jade pendant from his arms.

"Since Duke Rong has asked your youngest son to call me uncle."

“Nothing good to give”

"This jade was given to me by your Majesty when he was a prince. It has been with me all these years, so I will give it to you, kid."

After saying that, Zhang Mingde stuffed the jade in his hand into Jia Cong's hand.

Little Jia Cong looked at the jade in his hand and glanced at Jia She.

"Your Uncle Zhang gave it to you, so just take it and thank him."

"Shepard Burn."

Zhang Mingde narrowed his eyes with joy.

"What a good kid."

He exclaimed in admiration and touched Jia Cong's head.

"Your Majesty, if there is no future, I will leave first."

Jia She nodded and put down Jia Cong in his hand.

It's really worthwhile to exchange a month's vacation for a call from uncle.

Jia She handed it to the servant beside him, and the servant opened the food box.

A large pot of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall appeared in front of Jia She. The stingy Old Fourth Brother really spent a lot of money.

Next came a few side dishes.

When the dishes arrived on the table, Grandmother Jia couldn't help but express her feelings.

"After so many years, I finally get to eat the imperial cuisine bestowed by the emperor again in this life."

Jia She asked everyone to share the soup, and everyone got a bowl of soup.

When it reached Lady Jia's bowl, there was an abalone with some cuts on it.

The abalone is stewed until it is soft and melts in your mouth.

"Not bad!"

Grandmother Jia enjoyed her meal, and until she finished, her eyes became wet again.

"The boss is thoughtful."

"It was indeed my fault that I was too biased towards your brother in the past."

Grandmother Jia suddenly grabbed Jia She's hand.

This made Jia She somewhat accustomed.

"For my mother back then."

Grandmother Jia wiped her tears.

"You were taken away after I gave birth to you."

"My dislike for you is mostly due to my own dissatisfaction."

"Back then, your grandfather said that I was unworthy of raising the heir of the Rongguo Mansion. I have been holding my breath in my heart."

"Until I gave birth to your brother, and I felt it was time to prove myself."

"ran"

The tears in Grandmother Jia's eyes became more and more intense.

"You were taken away and raised by the old Duke. Even though you were raised as a playboy, you still made great achievements."

"Your brother"

Thinking of Jia Zheng, Jia's mother began to shake her head.

Not to mention that she had been dissatisfied in the past, Jia Zheng had not raised her as well as Jia She.

Now she is convinced.

"Boss, you can forgive your mother, right?"

Grandmother Jia looked at Jia She and spoke, and Jia She looked at Grandmother Jia holding his hand.

He pushed aside his emotions with mixed feelings. He really had no right to forgive on behalf of the original body.

Because the one who experienced all this was not his original self.

"Don't say that. I can't forgive you."

"But as long as you stay in this mansion and behave yourself and don't cause any trouble, I will still treat you well."

"That's all."

Knowing that she had hurt Jia She too deeply, Grandmother Jia closed her eyes.

"If you don't forgive me, that's fine."

"Just come and see me from time to time. Min'er is already married."

"Let's not talk about your brother. You are the only one left by my side."

Jia She frowned, not knowing what Grandmother Jia was planning. Was Grandmother Jia crazy?
They were a pair of mother and son who were enemies and hated each other, but now she actually wanted him to visit her more often.

Is her brain okay?

Jia She looked at Lin Ruhai and Jia Min on the side, and Jia Min and Lin Ruhai were also confused.

Lady Jia's transformation is so great that it even makes people feel that she really knows she is wrong and wants to reconcile with Jia She.

"Okay, I can forgive you, mother, but..."

As soon as Jia She finished speaking.

"You have to let me see your transformation."

"If you don't change, I won't forgive you."

Jia She really couldn't figure out what Grandmother Jia was up to, so he decided to just wait and see.

Maybe after some time, Lady Jia's true identity will be exposed?

Jia Mu nodded.

"Then my commandment"

"The imperial edict is not acceptable. I have told you, mother, more than once that your imperial edict was issued by His Majesty."

"Unless Your Majesty is willing, I can't invite you."

Jia She, who knew this was the case, was speechless. (End of this chapter)