Dream of the Red Chamber: Start by gaining Zhao Yun's martial prowess, and be ennobled in a sin

At this moment, seeing the worried expressions on everyone's faces, Daiyu's bright eyes flickered, and she spoke softly:

"What a remarkable person my third brother is! He was ennobled and appointed general at a young age, and he will surely be remembered in history."

"How can we not consider the consequences of our actions? We should trust his abilities and wait and see!"

A thoughtful look flashed across Tan Chun's beautiful eyes as she said:

"Sister Lin is right. This matter does seem quite serious at first glance!"

"But as the newly appointed military governor of Ba Shang, Third Brother has the responsibility to restore military discipline. Perhaps he was a bit too harsh, but it shouldn't have warranted a death in exchange!"

"Besides, my third brother has just been ennobled and appointed general; he has rendered great service and his reputation is at its peak. He shouldn't be imprisoned and punished! I think there's still a chance for this matter to turn around!"

Tan Chun was an intelligent person, and after being prompted by Daiyu, she immediately realized what was going on!

Third Brother's matter is probably not that simple. We are unaware of the situation, so there is no need to worry too early.

Daiyu patted the little boy's head, her bright, clear eyes blinking again, and smiled:

"Little star, you crybaby! I'm going to tell Xiao Jixiang and the others later!"

The little boy quickly wiped away his tears, then smiled through his tears:

"Hehe! No! Little one doesn't cry! Little one just... just got some sand in her eyes!"

The young actor thought for a long time and came up with a reason. He seemed to recall hearing the Third Master mention this word when he told a story.

As soon as he finished speaking, the girls burst into laughter.

Baoyu, standing to the side, frowned deeply, watching the sisters laugh and cry for Jia Jing.

I feel terrible; these tears should be shed for myself.

Since Jia Jing returned to the mansion, the sisters have become increasingly close to him and distant from her!

In the hall, Grandmother Jia, with her aged eyes fixed on Jia Zhen, asked repeatedly:

"What exactly happened here? Why did Jing-ge'er want to kill the Marquis of Linchuan? And what's the situation outside now?"

"Grandma, it is said that it was because Marquis Linchuan and others were drinking and patronizing prostitutes in the camp that Jingge'er took the imperial sword bestowed by the Emperor and tried to capture him."

"When the Marquis of Linchuan refused, Jingge'er killed him! Other officers in the camp who pleaded for the Marquis of Linchuan were also injured by Jingge'er!"

"The Ba Shang camp is probably in complete chaos right now. Jing Ge'er has incurred the wrath of the masses and is now trapped inside; we don't even know if he's alive or dead!"

"As for outside, the Duke of Cheng, the Marquis of Nanxiong, and other military heroes who fought in the Jingnan Rebellion have already entered the palace, saying they want Jing-ge'er to pay with his life, to avenge his blood debt!"

"Their military exploits during the Jingnan Rebellion have always been ruthless, and the Marquis of Nanxiong was a fearless killer on the battlefield. Do you think they'll let Jing-ge go? I doubt Jing-ge's life will be spared this time!"

The information about Jia Zhen was gathered from outside sources by the steward and servants of the mansion; some information was true, and some was false.

He had no idea what the details were, and he just blurted everything out.

The implication was clear: Jia Jing is doomed!

When Grandmother Jia heard Jia Zhen's words, her mind went blank. After all, she was old and couldn't figure things out for a while!

Seeing that Grandmother Jia looked unwell, Yuanyang quickly came to her side to support her. Her delicate and elegant face showed concern as she gently massaged the acupoints on Grandmother Jia's head.

However, Sister Feng, standing to the side, frowned slightly, her phoenix eyes filled with suspicion.

The last time the Second Master came back, he also said that Jing-ge'er angered the Duke of Zhao to the point that he vomited blood and fell into a coma. He was in such a serious condition that it seemed he might not survive!

As it turned out, when they inquired the next day, they found out that the Duke of Zhao had nothing serious to do; he was just angry and acted impulsively.

Now Brother Zhen is doing this again, isn't he just exaggerating?

Men outside sometimes like to exaggerate, so you can't always believe them!

"Brother Zhen! Is the Marquis of Linchuan really dead? Don't let it be like the last time with the Duke of Zhao, where he just coughed up blood and fell unconscious, and then rumors spread that he was dying!"

Fengjie looked at Jia Zhen and carefully chose her words to ask.

Grandmother Jia immediately raised her head and stared at Jia Zhen, asking:

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Jing-ge wouldn't act recklessly; he wouldn't just be seriously injured and unconscious, would he?"

"How did Jing-ge'er deal with the Marquis of Linchuan? Tell me in detail!"

Grandmother Jia has had a good impression of Jia Jing these past few days; he hasn't caused any trouble since he returned.

He was also friendly to his clan, hosted banquets for the founding generation of military heroes, and handled everything quite well, unlike his impulsive nature of hitting people at the drop of a hat in the previous two years!

Although he wasn't as eloquent or as well-behaved as his own Baoyu, and his words were always barbed and difficult to approach, he wasn't so foolish as to kill a marquis!

There might be some misunderstanding here!

Jia Zhen glanced at Lady Wang in the hall and the figure behind the screen in the side room, opened his mouth as if to speak but hesitated, then whispered:

"Should we have the younger sisters and the second wife avoid this place?"

Madam Wang frowned. It was understandable that Sanchun and the others wanted to avoid the situation, as there were some things that were not suitable for young ladies like them to hear about.

But what could a man in his forties possibly need to hide from himself?

As the mistress of the Rongguo Mansion, what is there that I am not qualified to know?

This Zhen-ge'er... doesn't look like a good person either!

"What can't you say? What time is it? Still acting like a woman! I think you're becoming more and more incapable of distinguishing right from wrong. Now hurry up and speak!"

Grandmother Jia slammed her hand on the table and urged her to answer repeatedly.

Jia Zhen was thoroughly humiliated by the scolding.

I had intended for Madam Wang to be a devout Buddhist, and that she shouldn't be exposed to certain gory scenes, but my good intentions were misunderstood. I could only say with a helpless expression:

"The Marquis of Linchuan was kicked by Jing-ge'er..."

Grandmother Jia hurriedly and anxiously asked:

"Only one kick? Nothing else?"

Jia Zhen nodded and said affirmatively:

"Only one kick!"

Grandmother Jia immediately began to scold:

"You're a third-rank general, after all! How can you be so lacking in self-control? Is kicking and punching someone in the barracks such a big deal? Can a kick really kill someone?"

"You actually believe this nonsense? And you rushed here to deliver the news? I think you're getting worse with age, you're probably not even as good as Rong-ge'er now!"

Grandmother Jia looked at Jia Zhen as if he were a fool; she had seen Jia Jing kick people before.

Back then, in Rongqing Hall, Jia Jing kicked Lai Da three meters away, causing him to vomit blood. But after a while, he was fine!

This time, it must have been Jing-ge who kicked the Marquis of Linchuan until he vomited blood, and then the rumors spread like wildfire that he was kicked to death!

How dare she bring up such unfounded rumors in front of this old lady? Does she really think she's some ignorant country bumpkin who can be easily fooled?

"Can't kill someone with a kick?"

Jia Zhen's expression turned strange. If he hadn't repeatedly confirmed it, he wouldn't have believed that he could have kicked someone to death with one kick.

After all, the Marquis of Linchuan was a military general, and his physical condition wouldn't be too bad. How could he not even withstand a single kick! But...

Grandmother Jia glared at Jia Zhen again and scolded:

"What's wrong with you today! Did you drink somewhere and come here to torment this old woman? Just say what you want to say, what kind of behavior is this, stammering like that?"

Jia Zhen lowered his eyes and said directly:

"The man is definitely dead! Jing-ge'er kicked the Marquis of Linchuan to pieces!"

"I'm afraid the corpse can't even be pieced together properly now. I heard the intestines and internal organs are scattered all over the ground, leaving only the head with its eyes wide open in death!"

Grandmother Jia "..."