The filial son of the Red Mansion

The mission was completed inexplicably. I didn't even hear it.

Although he had seen a flintlock, short-handled musket without a cord and a lot of gunpowder and iron bullets next to it in the system warehouse, Jia Rong was still confused.

Can someone explain what the hell is this insincere compliment of "filial piety"?

Can't figure it out.

Today I just gave Wang Xifeng a stove, and then took the opportunity to secretly hold her hand. Then Wang Xifeng said that I was filial?

So Wang Xifeng's "filial piety" refers to holding the stove, or holding her hand?

Jia Rong noticed that there was a reminder at the bottom of the task list:

[There are currently three tasks left, and no other new tasks can be activated]

That is to say, there must be less than three tasks before other new tasks will appear. If there are always three tasks in the list that cannot be completed, then no new tasks will appear.

Isn’t this a scam?

So how should Yushi complete her mission?

You can't just give her a warm gift and hold her hand.

I don't understand.

There is definitely something wrong with the dog system!

Jia Rong complained, then secretly took out the musket and stroked it. He placed the musket beside the curtain, and through the light of the lantern in front of the carriage, he could see that the musket was very beautifully decorated, but not majestic enough, and was not as ferocious and domineering as he was.

He played with it for a while, but didn't dare to put gunpowder on it, fearing that it might go off accidentally. If it went off at night, it would definitely be a big deal. It was dark in the carriage, and it would be even more unlucky if it got hit.

He weighed it over and put it away again, preparing to try the gun again once he was out of the city.

He thought of the ferocious weapon he carried with him, and thought to himself that he would not have the chance to use this ferocious and domineering weapon tonight. Poor Qin Keqing was destined to be unlucky tonight.

Youyou sighed.

He first went back to the East Courtyard and gave Qin Keqing a few instructions, then he left the courtyard holding the cloak that Keqing had put on him.

I have to go to Tianxiang Tower tonight to watch over Jia Zhen. I hope that Old Lady You and Second Sister You and Third Sister You are not here at this time. Otherwise, I really can't help but go against my conscience and raise Second Sister You and Third Sister You in the mansion until they grow up.

When Jia Rong arrived, apart from the unconscious Jia Zhen, there were only Youshi, Yindie, Wan'er and a few other maids in Tianxiang Tower.

His eyes flickered as he pondered how to complete the task that Youshi had not meant to accomplish.

Chapter 22: Jia Zhen is about to be mad at me

It is very easy to pretend to be filial, it is just acting.

It is difficult to pretend to be filial all the time.

How to make Youshi speak insincerely is a difficult problem. Should I just act very unfilial and then ask her whether I am filial or not? This is absolutely unacceptable!

Or should he show filial piety first and then let Youshi realize that he actually has other intentions?

Youshi always remained calm, never showing any extreme joy or sorrow. Such a person was really hard to understand.

Elusive people are the most difficult to deal with.

Jia Rong knew very well that when he didn't know the correct method, there was only one stupid method left: testing it bit by bit.

While Jia Rong was still thinking about how to show filial piety in front of Youshi, Wang Xifeng in the West Mansion had already told Lady Jia about Jia Zhen's situation.

Grandmother Jia shook her head, and said with regret: "I knew he would become like this, I knew he would become like this. This good boy has no talent. After inheriting the title, he has been enjoying himself. He has turned the East Palace upside down and has not taught his son well. Every day he is either watching flowers and playing with birds, or mixing in the rouge pile. His body has been depleted early."

Wang Xifeng was busy supporting and comforting him. "Don't get angry, old man."

Grandmother Jia became even more angry, and the crutch in her hand pounded on the ground, making a loud bang. She cursed, "How can I not be angry? When the Duke left, he asked me to look after the two mansions. Who would have thought that the immortals in the East would be immortals, and the people who eat rouge would eat rouge, leaving only the ignorant boy Rong. Isn't the East Manor ruined?"

Wang Xifeng also sighed, she didn't expect Ningguo Mansion to be so decadent. After pondering what the old lady said, she felt that Baoyu was also developing towards the path of watching flowers, playing with birds and eating rouge.

She knew how to judge the situation and knew that the old lady doted on Baoyu the most, so she would never make herself unhappy in front of the old lady.

After all, Baoyu's character was all spoiled by the old lady and the second lady.

Wang Xifeng picked up Jia Rong's good words and spoke to comfort the old lady. "Rong'er may not be ignorant of things. Today she took the initiative to ask how to take care of the affairs of the mansion and keep the reputation of Ningguo Mansion."

Grandmother Jia said, "None of them in the east is good." After scolding her, she asked in disbelief, "Is it true that Zhen'er will not live for many days?"

Wang Xifeng nodded and said, "That's what the imperial doctors said. My grandson went to see him, too. Brother Zhen was bleeding profusely and his face was pale. In just a few days, he looked like a dead person."

Grandmother Jia sighed and sat down. Her eyes suddenly lost much of their brilliance and were filled with sorrow. She murmured, "No matter how many mistakes Zhen'er made in the past, there was always someone there. Who would have thought... it was all because of your father-in-law who led him astray. He didn't teach him good things, but took Zhen'er to have fun instead of making a living or thinking about his future."

Grandmother Jia's anger was immediately directed at Jia She. She was extremely disappointed with her eldest son.

Wang Xifeng also had some slander in her mind. She recalled the day when Jia Lian cheated on her and the old lady had protected Jia Lian, saying: "Children are all greedy cats. This kind of thing is not a big deal."

Unfortunately, what else could she say? She couldn't even show it on her face.

In Fengjie's eyes, what's the difference between Jia Lian, Jia She and Jia Zhen? They're all the same kind of people.

Grandmother Jia was just thinking about it. She asked again, "Has their master who cultivates immortality come back?"

Wang Xifeng replied, "Rong'er plans to go pick up uncle early tomorrow morning."

Grandmother Jia said slowly, "Now I am old and useless, and I can't take care of many things. After all, we are a family. Feng Ge will take care of us. Now I will rely on you and Lian Er to take care of the family affairs."

Wang Xifeng nodded softly and waited for the old lady's next instructions.

Jia's mother remained silent for a long time, like a wooden sculpture, motionless, only her eyes, which had experienced many hardships, gradually turned red. After a long time, Jia's mother took a deep breath and sighed, "Feng'er, you should go back early. Come with me to the east tomorrow morning."

The old lady watched Wang Xifeng leave and murmured for a while. Her old body seemed to be even older. She looked for the maid Yuanyang beside her and asked, "Why is Zhen'er useless? Although he is a bastard, he was filial to me in the past. Why is he suddenly useless?"

Grandmother Jia asked this question not because she had deep feelings for Jia Zhen, but because the death of her descendants made her, as an elder, feel an unspeakable pain in her heart.

People are always like this. Whenever someone around them passes away, they will think of others who have passed away.

At this moment, she thought of her once most proud grandson, Jia Zhu, what an outstanding boy he was; she also thought of her once most beloved daughter, Jia Min, what a lovely and beautiful girl she was.

Yuanyang really couldn't answer the old lady's question, and Amber next to him couldn't answer it either.

The maids could only help the old lady back to her room to rest.

Halfway through her walk, Grandmother Jia suddenly asked, "How is Daughter-in-law Zhu'er doing these days? Has Daiyu had a cough recently?"

Grandma Zhu was naturally fine, she stayed in her room alone flipping through the "Instructions for Women". Although she was a widow, her life was not too bad, but she just counted the days every day, which was a little hard to bear.

Fortunately, Jia Zhu left her a legitimate son, Jia Lan.

Although Jia Lan is still young, he is more motivated and studious than Baoyu, Jia Huan and other brothers.

Grandma Zhu now has hope in her life.

Yu Shi was not so lucky. She was stunned when she saw Jia Rong coming over in a cloak. After all, he was not her biological son, and the age difference was not that big, so she felt a little awkward.

The chilliness of Tianxiang Tower turned this awkwardness into a long silence.

Jia Rong was the first to speak: "Madam, please go and rest early. The child will be fine here. There are so many maids and servants waiting for errands nearby. Nothing will happen."

The master was here not to take care of Jia Zhen, but to have someone on the scene to make decisions and order things around when something urgent happened. So there was no need for so many people, just one would be enough.

Youshi shook her head and looked at Jia Zhen who was in a daze beside her, saying, "Your father just had a bloody diarrhea and just took medicine. I don't know... I'll accompany him, Rong'er, don't worry about me."

Jia Rong took a look at what Youshi was wearing, and saw that she was not wearing a coat, a long jacket, or other warm clothing.

"Madam, you are so thin, how can you bear it at night? Sister Wan'er, please go to the front and get a big coat, and Madam, please put on my cloak first."

After saying this, he untied the cloak and helped You put it on without waiting for her to refuse.

By chance, Jia Zhen was dazed but not unconscious at this time. He turned around when he heard the noise beside him. He happened to see this scene and watched Jia Rong putting a cloak on Youshi. Jia Zhen felt even more dizzy and his eyes became more blurry, unable to see clearly.

Only to hear Youshi's slightly different voice: "Rong'er, there is no need to do this."

It can be said that the pure see the pure, the dirty see the dirty, and the lewd see the lewd. Jia Zhen guessed it completely wrong. Jia Rong just wanted to show his filial piety in front of Youshi and figure out how to complete that fucking task.

Jia Zhen's confused mind suddenly conjured up countless scenes. He was so angry that he wanted to open his mouth to scold but no words came out.

At this time, Jia Rong's concerned voice sounded.

"I'll tie it for you. If you catch a cold again, I'll be dead."

Jia Zhen was furious at this time. He had a very bad picture in his mind and almost bled again. He slapped the bed with his palm, making a loud bang. He cursed in his heart: "Rebellious son, rebellious son!"

The anger hurt his stomach. Jia Zhen was angry for a while, and his thin face was covered with sweat. His stomach was rumbling, and the bleeding in his stomach suddenly accelerated.

Chapter 23: Sister Feng’s trick to resolve the rift

How could a rebellious son be like this? !

How could this be possible?

Jia Zhen's whole body was trembling, and his swollen legs seemed to be shaking like two disgusting tumors. His grief and anger could not be expressed on his skinny face, so he could only stare out with his eyes wide open. But he couldn't speak, and he tried to open his mouth, exposing his yellow teeth. He looked like a hideous zombie.

The only thing that still looked the same was Jia Zhen's eyebrows.

Pain and anger were revealed in his wretched brows.

Jia Zhen's eyes were rarely clear at this moment. He saw that Youshi was not far away with her head slightly lowered, and the rebellious son Jia Rong was very "gently and considerately" adjusting Youshi's cloak.

Hmm~

He finally roared out these two syllables.

Then Jia Rong said, "Madam, stay here. I'll come over to see you."

Rebel!

Jia Zhen couldn't find any other words to curse in his heart. Seeing Jia Rong leading a group of maids and servants in, Jia Zhen was so angry that sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall. He squeaked and squeaked, but still couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The blood rushed to his heart, and another mouthful of blood rushed out. It was scarlet blood, and although the amount was not large, it was shocking.

Jia Zhen fell down and lay down, gasping for breath with his mouth open, and his eyes became cloudy again.

That night, Ningguo Mansion was noisy again. Servants rushed to call for a doctor. Everyone saw that Jia Zhen was breathing in but not out, and it seemed that he would die at any time.

Yu Shi still wore her cloak and came to Jia Zhen's side. She leaned over to his mouth and heard two unclear syllables repeating over and over again. It seemed to be saying, "Oh my god, it hurts. Oh my god, it hurts!"

Many people did not sleep that night!

It was late at night when Jia Rong lay down in the room upstairs where Jia Zhen lived. He couldn't help but sigh that even the most wicked people would call "Mom" before they die.

He opened his eyes again and was awakened by the noise downstairs.

It was already dawn outside, Jia Zhen had spent the night safely, and even felt more energetic in the morning than usual. As soon as Jia Zhen woke up, he started to cry out for food.