Dream of the Red Chamber: Starting from Immortal Martial Arts

Ningguo Mansion in Xianjing.

Today, Jia Zhen, unusually, did not leave the mansion for the banquet. Instead, he was in the Tianxiang Tower drinking and making merry with his concubines Pei Feng, Xie Yuan, and Wen Hua, their laughter and lewd chatter filling the air.

Jia Zhen held Pei Feng in his arms and groped her all over, but his eyes were fixed on the window.

It turned out that while they were drinking earlier, he saw his daughter-in-law pass by the window, and seeing her graceful figure, he could no longer suppress his lustful desires.

She's been married into the family for so long and I still haven't won her over. Now that my second brother is away, I'll take advantage of the situation and have him completely taken advantage of.

So he ordered his servant to go and tell him that he wanted to drink a bowl of lotus seed soup to sober up.

Before long, Qin Keqing, looking distressed, arrived with Ruizhu and Baozhu, carrying a bowl of Golden Lotus Seed Soup.

Qin Keqing had thought that after marrying into the family, she and her husband would treat each other with respect and affection. However, she never expected that Jia Rong would treat her with utmost respect and never offend her in the slightest.

Her father-in-law, Jia Zhen, would always stare at her with lustful eyes, and would make her come to pay her respects whenever he had a reason. Recently, he had even started to touch her inappropriately.

It really is...

Why hasn't Second Uncle returned home yet? Otherwise, no one can control his lustful father-in-law!

Qin Keqing, accompanied by her maid, stepped through the threshold of Tianxiang Tower and entered the hall. Facing her was Jia Zhen, who was disheveled, with Pei Feng and Xie Yuan, whose bare shoulders were exposed, in his arms. Their white breasts were only covered by a bodice. Wen Hua, whose face was flushed, was holding a wine pot and constantly feeding Jia Zhen wine.

She immediately lowered her head in shame and indignation, no longer wanting to look at the unbearable, extravagant, and lewd scene before her. She hurriedly placed the lotus seed soup on the table, curtsied, and turned to leave.

Looking at his daughter-in-law's graceful figure and pert buttocks, Jia Zhen swallowed hard and lewdly said, "Good daughter-in-law, I am weak in the limbs now, please feed me soup quickly."

Upon hearing this, the fiery-tempered Ruizhu retorted sharply, "Master, you have so many people around you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jia Zhen flew into a rage, smashed the wine cup in his hand on the ground, and shouted, "You shameless hussy, who do you think you are to talk to me? Do you want to die?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Keqing's delicate body trembled, her eyes filled with despair, and tears streamed down her face.

After a short pause, he sniffed and slowly turned around, picked up the lotus seed soup without saying a word, stood to Jia Zhen's side, and began to feed it to him while bending over.

Jia Zhen looked at his daughter-in-law's full breasts beside him and happily said "good" repeatedly. He took a mouthful of lotus seed soup, and his rough, greasy hand grabbed Qin Keqing's fair wrist and couldn't help but stroke it.

Just then, Jia Rong rushed in, flustered: "Master, the Beijing garrison has sent a shipment of valuables, saying..."

Upon entering the hall, Jia Rong saw his wife leaning against Jia Zhen, her face flushed and her beautiful eyes brimming, feeding him porridge. Several disheveled concubines were also nearby. He was immediately struck dumb.

What a magnificent scene of debauchery!

Seeing Jia Rong standing there in a daze, Jia Zhen's eyes flashed with shame and anger. He shouted, "You fickle beast, what are you rushing around for?"

Jia Rong shook his head, knelt down with a thud, and said in a muffled voice, "Master, a soldier from the Beijing Garrison has arrived, bringing with him the spoils that Second Uncle seized in the south. The leader wants you to go and count them."

"Understood. Go and tell them I'll be there shortly."

Jia Rong accepted the order and staggered away.

When Qin Keqing saw that her husband showed no anger at the situation, her eyes dimmed and she lowered her head, letting two lines of tears slowly slide down her cheeks.

Jia Zhen's mood was dampened. He stood up and snorted, leaving no room for argument, "I don't know when I'll be finished today. You may all leave now. I'll call you back to serve me when Master has time."

Having said that, he straightened his clothes and swayed as he went to the front yard.

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The West Mansion, Wang Xifeng's courtyard.

Wearing a bright red crepe de chine skirt with silver fur trim, a beaded headband, a peach-red floral jacket, and a dark blue silk brocade cloak, Wang Xifeng sat on a soft couch with her brows furrowed, holding an account book.

"What a splendid Duke's mansion! It's full of holes, making me, your aunt, have to scheme for money every day."

Wang Xifeng grew annoyed as she watched, and began to curse Jia Lian again.

"There's another heartless one. After he recovered from his injury, he kept avoiding me. We haven't been intimate for a year or two. Now he's been sent to Jiangnan. I don't know when he'll be able to return home. My poor aunt is so young and beautiful, yet she's left alone in her empty room."

The pretty Ping'er listened to her grandmother's nagging and sighed along with her.

She was a maidservant, her status tied to Wang Xifeng's. Now that the other was being neglected, had no children, and she herself hadn't been taken into the household, how could she not have some thoughts?

Just as the master and servant were feeling annoyed, Lai Wang's voice called from outside the door: "Second Madam, Second Madam."

Wang Xifeng rubbed her elegant face, cleared her throat, and asked, "What is it?"

"A long procession of carriages has arrived at the East Mansion, bringing the spoils the general seized in Jiangnan. The master is with him, saying that there is also a portion for the mansion, worth about a hundred thousand taels of silver, and he wants you to count it."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xifeng exclaimed in surprise, "Tens of thousands of taels of silver?"

Feng Lazi instinctively clutched her chest, feeling a surge of heat coursing through her body, and couldn't help but feel the urge to use the restroom.

Tens of thousands of taels of silver might not have been much to the Rongguo Mansion in the past, but since she became the housekeeper's wife, she had never seen so much in the storeroom.

It is said that her aunt took it back to the Wang family, but before she married into the family, she didn't think the Wang family was particularly extravagant.

Moreover, the Rongguo Mansion currently only has about 20,000 to 30,000 taels of silver in its treasury, which is used to maintain the prestige of the Duke's Mansion.

This share of the profits greatly solved her housekeeper's urgent problem.

With a flushed face, Feng Lazi gritted her teeth to steady herself, got up and left the house, leading Ping'er, Laiwang's wife and a group of old women and servants toward the East Mansion.

On the other side, in the study outside the courtyard on the east side,

Jia She sat in the main seat, holding a secret report in his hand, staring at the information on it with murderous intent.

The more he looked, the more violent his gaze became, and his chest heaved violently.

A man in gray stood by, saying nothing.

After a long pause, Jia She asked, "When was it decided?"

His tone was so soft that it made his body tremble slightly.

"This morning, after returning to the capital, the young master first went to Tianxiang Pavilion..."

"Only after that did I return to the East Mansion and help count the Earl's valuables."

Jia She gritted his teeth, his expression sinister: "The reason I'm holding this grudge is that he'll give me a son so Yu Yin can teach him. That good-for-nothing even had his kidneys injured two years ago and didn't dare to utter a sound."

"I wish I could just beat him to a pulp, but I still have the mind to count Yu Yin's wealth..."

"Yu Yin?"

As he spoke, Jia She paused, lost in thought, his expression shifting between struggle and expectation.

After a long pause, he exhaled a breath of stale air and said sternly, "Go and pry open the mouth of the imperial physician who came to the manor to examine the injuries that night, and get a clear account of what happened!"

"only!"

"Keep a close eye on that good-for-nothing and record every single one of his filthy acts."

"only!"

"Send people out, send them all to Jiangnan. As long as they are from the Xu, Liu, Zhou, or Lin clans, kill them all, regardless of the cost, age, gender, or cultivation level."

"only!"

"Those in the capital, keep a close eye on Wang Ziteng and Wang Ren. If you have the chance, use any means necessary to eliminate them!"

"only!"