Dream of the Red Chamber: Starting from Immortal Martial Arts

Jia Tang ignored the minor incident on the way and went straight to Daiyu's courtyard.

Upon entering the courtyard, one sees young maids surrounding the graceful Lin Daiyu, chatting and admiring the moon.

Although the moon is said to be fullest on the 16th of the lunar month, it's already the 18th today, and I still can't get enough of it.

Lin Daiyu's hair was styled into a high bun, with the stray hairs at her temples neatly arranged. Her graceful figure, accentuated by her simple white dress, exuded a cool and serene aura. At that moment, the moonlight condensed, casting down countless silver strands, making her appear like a fairy from the moon palace.

Jia Tang suppressed his outward fierceness, looking at her with gentle eyes, giving off a sense of nurturing.

Lin Daiyu, who was in front, had long noticed the intense gazes behind her. Amidst the giggles of the maids around her, her face flushed crimson with embarrassment.

She knew that he was off work today, and she also knew that he was going to a banquet, but she never expected that he would be gone for a whole day.

I was a little resentful at first, and I would squeeze in time to come during weekdays, but I would disappear during my days off. It's hard not to feel disappointed by this.

But for some reason, the moment Lin Daiyu saw his figure, all the resentment in her heart vanished without a trace.

Thinking this, she boldly turned her head slightly and looked over with bright eyes.

Seeing this, Jia Tang stepped forward with a smile in his eyes, but just as he was about to speak, he saw Lin Daiyu's face harden.

No, what's wrong now?

"younger sister?"

Lin Daiyu snorted coldly and asked, "Which one is your sister?"

The maids around were startled by what they heard and immediately scattered like birds and beasts, hiding to the side.

Jia Tang was puzzled and asked, "What did I do to offend you this time?"

"again?"

Lin Daiyu raised an eyebrow and said sullenly, "What a 'again'! It shows you're petty."

"Uh... no, no, just tell me, little sister."

Lin Daiyu moved closer with light steps, poked her head out and sniffed around Jia Tang, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

"I'd heard before that Feng'er spoke ill of Second Brother Lian, saying she had no taste for anything, good or bad, but I never imagined..."

After saying that, he chuckled coldly twice, turned around, and walked into the house.

Jia Tang then realized that he had forgotten to go back to bathe and change his clothes.

This girl is usually kept in the mansion, and she is greeted and seen off by the women of the mansion, so she must be very familiar with the scents around her.

It's no wonder they get angry when they suddenly smell an unfamiliar scent.

At that moment, the energy flowed around his body, and his entire body was instantly as new as before.

Seeing Lin Daiyu enter the room, he quickly followed her in. If he couldn't appease her tonight, she would remember it for the rest of her life.

"Little sister, listen to me, tonight it's that kid Chen Chong who's leading the charge."

"Ah, who in the world does not know that the esteemed Marquis Wu Ying is the leader among his peers?"

Lin Daiyu retorted sharply, "I never imagined you were such a liar in private."

Jia Tang smiled awkwardly, touched his nose, and said, "Good sister, it was my fault today, please forgive me."

"What does this have to do with me?"

Just then, a head poked in from outside and said loudly, "Sir, our young lady has been waiting for you from 5 pm to 7 pm, and she's reheated dinner four or five times."

Upon hearing this, Lin Daiyu became furious and scolded, "Which brat dared to speak out? I can't keep you here. Go back to your master's house right now!"

His head snapped back in an instant, bumping into the person behind him with a crisp sound.

"Ouch~"

Jia Tang suppressed the urge to smirk and reached out to grasp Lin Daiyu's soft, white hand.

"Good sister, we're just drinking and listening to music, we don't have any particular dietary restrictions."

"Pooh."

Lin Daiyu spat, trying to pull her hand away but unable to. She could only pinch the man's tiger's mouth with her fingernails, but unexpectedly, she was pricked instead.

"Look at you, with your low cultivation level, you don't even have a chance to hit me."

"Give up any chance you have, you scoundrel."

Jia Tang dared not let go, and after much persuasion, he managed to calm the other woman's expression, which had been gloomy, down to a more cheerful one. After coaxing her for a while, he offered incense to Jia Min and then headed back home.

After he left, Zijuan came in and saw her young lady leaning against the door frame, staring blankly out of the courtyard. She sighed as well.

"Miss, I didn't want to say much, but I know you are clever and I'm afraid you might have some reservations, so I'll just have to be bold and say it."

"Take our Lord, for example. Outside, he's so powerful that a stomp of his foot could kill a whole bunch of people. Inside the manor, even the matriarch has to coax him. But here with you, he's all cautious and timid."

"Like tonight, even though I'm not dining here, I still came over beforehand."

"Furthermore, since ancient times, the wives of noble families have never been known to be jealous, otherwise the household will be in turmoil..."

How could Lin Daiyu not know these things?

Her mother was a true noblewoman from a noble family, and in the two years before her death, she passed on all the teachings she had received since childhood to her.

Moreover, Lin Daiyu knew that the other party's outings to listen to music and make merry were all just for show, and that there were so many clean and charming maids in the mansion who didn't even have the chance to be favored.

She was just feeling jealous.

Even after being admonished by her personal maid, Lin Daiyu's face flushed crimson, and she retorted in embarrassment and annoyance, "Which first wife? Which one is jealous?"

"You little brat, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

...

Jia Tang was abducted halfway there by Jia She, who was heavily pregnant.

Upon arriving at the study in the East Courtyard, Uncle She cut to the chase: "Prince Teng came by today, saying that Wang Ren has been killed."

Jia Tang was taken aback; he had completely forgotten about this minor character.

"Uncle, you did it? Did Wang Ziteng find out?"

Jia She sighed, his expression gloomy: "No, my men haven't had time yet."

"I killed the little bastard from the Liu family in the south the day before yesterday, not the little bastard from the Zhou family. Now only the eldest son of the old bastard Xu family is left."

"Someone used my hand to slip a knife under my nose."

Then he went over the whole story again.

Jia Tang frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "The most likely culprits are Xu Fangxing and Wang Ziteng. Perhaps you made too many moves in the south, and they want to muddy the waters."

Jia She was somewhat puzzled, but Wang Ziteng could understand. He was just an adopted son; he could take the opportunity to sever ties with the Jia family or play the victim.

After all, they had suffered losses in Shanxi and felt the sense of crisis.

But that old man from the Xu family, his skills can't be this rough, can they?

Jia Tang rubbed his temples and slowly said, "That was my first thought too, but precisely because everyone thinks that way, it actually absolves him of responsibility, doesn't it?"

"If it really is him, Xu Yuan will surely die next."

Jia She was taken aback, then suddenly realized: "A double?"

Jia Tang nodded slightly and said, "I had some doubts two years ago. How could Xu Yuan have a lineage of followers? Xu Fangxing is always talking about benevolence and morality, and he has disciples all over the world. This kind of person values ​​the people around his offspring the most."

Jia She blurted out, "Unless, he himself is involved with the incense-making business, then it makes some sense."

He paused, then asked, "What do you think is the purpose of that old dog Xu's actions?"