Red Mansion, Ningfu Scholarly Family

Chapter 252 Jia Lian Beats Baoyu
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After offering sacrifices to the ancestors, Jia Lian found Jia Jing and expressed his thoughts to him.

"You are going to Nanyang to serve as an official?"

There was some suspicion in Jia Jing's eyes.

It's a bit hard to believe that the eldest son would take the initiative to go to Southeast Asia to suffer.

"Yes..." Jia Lian's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his head and said, "I am already in my twenties now. I don't want to waste time at home any more. I have to go out and make a career."

Of course, his real idea was to go to Southeast Asia to find some foreign beauties to play with, then earn a million or eight hundred thousand taels of silver and come back, wait for the rest of his life to inherit his father's title, and then lie down and enjoy his life.

Jia Rong said, "Second uncle actually has such a lofty ideal. I admire him. Why doesn't Master allow Second uncle to ask the court for a position?"

Jia Jing thought for a while. After the war in Nanyang last year, the power of Ningguo Mansion has been greatly expanded. It is basically the only one in power, so safety is not a problem. Yin nodded and said, "Since you want to go, if your father agrees, then go ahead. It would be good to hone your skills outside."

Jia Lian was overjoyed: "Thank you, uncle. My master has already approved me, saying that I am idle at home and it would be better for me to go out and do something serious."

Jia Jing nodded: "That makes sense, your master is a wise man."

"Go back. Go to the Ministry of Personnel to get documents after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. You will start as a county magistrate. If you govern well, I will promote you."

Nanyang County Magistrate?

Didn’t you say the prefect?

Jia Lian looked at Jia Rong.

Jia Rong coughed and followed Jia Lian outside.

"The county magistrate and the prefect are actually similar. You don't have a direct superior in Nanyang anyway." Jia Rong said comfortingly.

"Besides, if you become a prefect, some people might get jealous and compete with you for the position. As the saying goes, 'A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.' Your second uncle became a prefect at such a young age, how could he not make people jealous? The county magistrate is much more low-key, so you can make a fortune quietly over there."

Jia Lian suddenly understood and nodded, "You are right. I almost fell into the trap of fame. It is right to make a fortune quietly."

"You can't just make money. You have to take care of your body. I heard that foreign women are very powerful." Jia Rong reminded in a low voice.

"Oh."

Jia Lian chuckled: "How powerful is it?"

Jia Rong: "How would I know? I just heard it from Xue Ke."

"Let me try them out and come back to tell you." Jia Lian patted Jia Rong on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Okay...By the way, will Second Aunt follow you to take up the post?"

"What do you ask for this?"

Jia Lian looked at Jia Rong and asked suspiciously.

Jia Rong smiled and said, "If she goes with you, I can help you take care of your daughter. Qiaojie is still young, and she can't go across the ocean with you."

"makes sense."

Jia Lian nodded.

"However, your second aunt will not go with me. She wants to stay at home to serve the old ancestors, the master, and the mistress."

Can I still have fun if my wife follows me?

After a while, I returned home.

Jia Lian found Fengjie and said with a smile: "It's settled. I will be able to get the documents from the Ministry of Personnel after the 15th."

Although Feng Ji was reluctant to leave, Jia Lian's flirting at home made her angry, so it was better for her to stay away from him.

What's more, you can make money.

"Second Master is going out to make a lot of money, but don't forget us mother and daughter. Send someone to bring back 18,000 taels every month as a dowry for our daughter."

Jia Lian thought he could make a lot of money, so he agreed without thinking.

"It's easy to talk about."

"You stay home and take good care of the old lady, Master and Madam."

Sister Feng smiled and said, "Do you really need Second Master to tell you this? Just rest assured. Although I am young, I can still handle it."

Recently, Mrs. Xing has grown older, and the housekeeper is obviously unable to cope with the situation.

As for Xing Xiuyan, how could a little girl like her defeat her?

As long as Jia Lian is not at home, Xing Xiuyan has no chance and cannot be the housekeeper legitimately.

"It's just... we don't have an heir yet. When outsiders talk about it, I can't help but feel ashamed to hold my head up. I also have no face in front of my parents-in-law." Fengjie said shyly.

"Hehe." Jia Lian went over and hugged Fengjie, saying with a smile: "I'll make you have it tonight."

"Second Master is annoying." Sister Feng pretended to push him away and said in a slightly angry tone, "It's still daytime."

"It's better during the day..." "Well, be gentle..."

The two were in high spirits.

Suddenly, the maid at the door shouted, "Master Bao is here."

Depend on!
Jia Lian frowned fiercely.

"What is he here for?"

After saying that, he looked at Sister Feng and said, "From now on, ignore him and that crazy lady!"

Sister Feng adjusted her hair and panted, "I haven't paid any attention to him recently. The Second Master doesn't like him coming, so he just sent him away."

"Humph."

Jia Lian put on his clothes, stood up, and walked out with a sullen look on his face.

Baoyu hurriedly said, "Second Brother Lian."

Jia Lian was in a bad mood at the moment, and glanced at him calmly: "What are you doing here? Why didn't I see you during the ancestor worship just now?"

Baoyu said embarrassedly, "I went out this morning and came back late, so I missed it."

Jia Lian sneered: "You only know how to hang out with those bad friends. Can't you learn to be serious? The next time I see you being so useless, I will kick your intestines out."

Jia Baoyu: "..."

Jia Lian: "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Jia Baoyu: "I..."

Originally, he came to find Sister Feng.

He wanted Fengjie to build a study room for him so that he could read at night and rest there at the same time.

There was a group of girls in his yard making a lot of noise and quarreling all day long, some even climbed up the roof to tear off the tiles and stir up trouble, and the situation was almost out of control.

Of course, he can tolerate all this!

What he couldn't stand was:
Madam Xing actually arranged for Zhou Ruijia to be by his side... and serve him personally.

Although Sister Zhou serves me very attentively every night.

But he really couldn't bear it anymore!

But after being frightened by Jia Lian just now, she dared not say anything and stammered, "I... nothing, I just came to see my second brother, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he hurried out.

He seems a little guilty.

Jia Lian was immediately furious.

He knew before that Baoyu often came to Fengjie to play around and pull her around.

But Baoyu was still young at that time, and was doted on by the old lady, Mrs. Wang and others, so he could only be angry but not speak out.

Unexpectedly, Baoyu, even though he is so old, still has not changed his bad habits and comes to his yard to act wild.

It's obvious that she doesn't take him seriously.

This is really unreasonable!

"Stop right there, you beast!"

Baoyu turned around and was puzzled to see Jia Lian's angry look, so he asked, "What's wrong, second brother?"

"What's wrong?" Jia Lian rushed out with a sneer and kicked him: "Look, I'm going to kick you to death!"

"what!"

Baoyu was not surprised and was kicked to the ground immediately.

Holding her stomach and crying.

"Wuwuwu, if you hit me, I will tell our ancestors..."

"You still have the nerve to tell the ancestors?"

"I'm hitting you, you beast!"

Jia Lian went up and kicked Baoyu twice more, causing him to roll on the ground.

Fengjie then ran out, pulled them apart, and glared at Baoyu: "Why don't you leave quickly? Are you waiting to be kicked by your second brother?"

Baoyu quickly got up, covered his old waist with one hand, wiped his tears with the other, and limped out.

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(End of this chapter)