The Red Mansions

Chapter 341 Even if there are 12 false rumors, it is not a big problem

Chapter 341 Even if there are one or two rumors, it's not a big problem

In the study

As Jia Rong stepped into the study, she looked at Mrs. Xing and Jia Amnesty who were sitting above her, and bowed.

Jia She's face was gloomy, and he said: "Brother Rong, you just heard from Dongfu's report that your father was murdered in the south, and he was only in his early thirties. How can you say that he died of illness? It's obvious that someone is here Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, and there will be no future troubles!"

Hearing this, Jia Rong's expression changed, and she said hastily, "My lord, the official of the Jingzhao Yamen didn't say that my father couldn't get sick in Lingnan, that's why..."

Jia She snorted coldly and said: "That's just a trick of that man, as long as he bribes the guards who are escorting him and secretly manipulates your father, how can your father be better?"

It is interesting to say that before Jia Zhen was exiled in Lingnan, no one from the Jia family except Youshi sent her off, but after Jia Zhen died, Jia Amnesty took the opportunity to make trouble.

When Jia Rong heard this, her heart skipped a beat, her handsome face was full of fear, and she whispered, "What is the Eldest Master going to do?"

Jia She said coldly: "Go to Xuanzhen Temple later, and if you want to tell your grandfather, brother Zhen was murdered, and the new owner of Ningguo Mansion will completely cut off your line of incense, look at him How to say."

He just wanted to see a joke, it would be best if Jia Jing jumped out and made a fuss to break that kid's decency, otherwise he would let him go on trying to catch his name, the good reputation would be his, and he would be more and more popular in the clan .

Now that Jia Amnesty is in the Rongguo Mansion, one obvious feeling is the strange eyes of the servants and the sound of pointing and pointing.

Jia Amnesty had vaguely guessed some reasons.

Firstly, it was Jia Amnesty. As Jia Heng had expected, no one in Rongguo Mansion wanted to respect this stupid old man.

Secondly, because of Jia Lian and Qiu Tong's bastard affair back then, Jia Amnesty has become the laughing stock of the Rongguo Mansion.

When Jia Rong heard the words, her heart sank, but she didn't respond immediately, but resisted in her heart, and persuaded: "My lord, if you say that, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

How dare he provoke Grandpa?

If things get out of hand, the old man in front of him will definitely not be able to withstand the revenge of that person, and he might be the first to take his "mongering of right and wrong" to the top of the vat.

Jia She's eyes turned cold, and he sternly asked, "Your father died strangely. As a son, if you don't find out the truth, how can your father rest in peace under the nine springs?"

Mrs. Xing on the side persuaded: "Brother Rong, with your grandfather protecting you, no one can do anything to you. Besides, your father is not here, no matter how disrespectful that person is, can't he really kill him? He always wants face No, you were kicked out from the Duke's mansion, don't you want to vent your anger?"

Jia Amnesty said again: "Brother Rong, don't worry, everyone in the capital is watching, that person can't touch a single hair of your hair, if he tolerates you, let alone the old lady won't agree, even I will seek justice for you. I guarantee you will be fine!"

Jia Rong listened to Jia Amnesty and Mrs. Xing's urging, and seeing their firm attitude, knew that it would be difficult to refuse for a while, so she had to agree first.

After leaving the study, his face was as gloomy as iron, and his steps were heavy.

If the old man promises to be useful, his father will not have to be exiled to death!

But if he disobeyed the order of the elder, it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in Jia's house in the future, but if he offended that... Maybe he might lose his life.

Dilemma!

Jia Rong's complexion changed, and for a moment she felt that her head was in a mess, which washed away the last trace of sadness in her heart.

Desperately walking along the lantern all the way, the candlelight and dark corridors, exiting the black throttle compound, I suddenly remembered Jia Lian's words, "The little princes of the loyal and obedient prince's family were all taken to the Wucheng Bingmasi Prison by him..."

Perhaps it was the cold wind blowing, the ground was cold, and Jia Rong shivered.

If it wasn't for that guy who killed him, it would be fine, but if it was really that guy who killed him, wouldn't this provocation lead to his death?

Once the old man dies, he will definitely go south to help the spirit, just in case...there is no old lady watching over here!

The more Jia Rong thought about it, the more frightened she became.

Quickly walked out of the black throttle compound, did not go to Xuanzhen Temple immediately, but walked towards Ningfu.

In fact, this is also the image of Jia Amnesty's inability to do anything that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

When Jia Zhen was imprisoned, Jia Amnesty also slapped Jia Rong's chest loudly in front of Jia Rong, but in the end it didn't stop Jia Zhen from being exiled to Lingnan.

Don't mention Jia Rong's righteous backstab, but turn around and say that Jia Heng led Miaoyu back to Ningguo Mansion.

The two exchanged a few words, but said nothing more.

All the way into the hall without a word, I saw Qin Keqing, Youshi, Second Sister, Third Sister, Daiyu, Yuanchun, Tanchun talking with Xichun.

Xichun grew up with Jia's mother in Xifu since she was a child. If you want to say how much affection she has for Jia Zhen, she really doesn't have it. It's just that her elder brother passed away, and her mood was ups and downs, filled with sadness.

But everyone didn't know, seeing the little face was cold and silent, they all stepped forward to comfort him.

At this moment, several people saw Jia Heng leading a nun over and looking at Miaoyu.

Qin Keqing asked: "Husband, is this Master Miaoyu?"

While speaking, Qin Keqing also looked at Miaoyu, seeing the woman who was as cold as jade, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, and practicing cultivation with her hair, she was also secretly amazed.

Jia Heng nodded, and introduced: "Master Miaoyu was originally from an official family, and she was taught to practice since childhood, and she has a deep study of Buddhism."

Miaoyu raised her eyes to look at the crowd of Yingying and Yanyan, and a flash of surprise flashed deep in her bright eyes.

The hall is full of beautiful colors, competing for splendor.

Miaoyu nodded to the gazes of the crowd, and a clear and cold voice sounded like a flying jade flowing spring, "Miaoyu has seen all the benefactors."

And at this time, I don't know if it was a fateful encounter, holding a handkerchief, staring down, falling into a kind of silent and sad Xichun, listening to Miaoyu's voice, slowly raised his head, and looked at the The nun, who looked like a snow lotus plant on the top of an iceberg, moved her eyes slightly and pursed her lips.

Qin Keqing ordered: "Baozhu, move a chair for Master Miaoyu."

Miaoyu thanked her and sat down.

Jia Heng pointed to Xichun and said, "Master Miaoyu, this is the sister Xichun I mentioned earlier."

Miaoyu followed the sound and looked towards Xichun, only to see a petite girl with a cold face, wearing a green lotus-colored jacket and skirt, casting a pair of lonely eyes, and there was still a bit of curiosity in the depths of her eyes .

Miaoyu's heart moved inexplicably, and suddenly remembered Jia Heng's words of "cold and withdrawn" just now, and her face was thoughtful.

In fact, this is more like some kind of mutual attraction between people with a certain withdrawn temperament.

Jia Heng asked: "Master Miaoyu, can we start?"

Miaoyu nodded, and instructed the little girl who was following, handed the sandalwood to the girl's orb, and began to close her eyes, knock on the wooden fish, and recite scriptures.

For a moment, the flower hall was filled with a long-lasting sandalwood and the clear and soft sound of scriptures.

Jia Heng did not stay in the hall, but went out of the inner hall, stood under the eaves, and looked at the moon with his hands behind his back.

To be honest, he didn't expect Jia Zhen to die of illness years ago. It took at least a year or two for her kidney meridian to be injured at the time. It can only be said that she was hollowed out by wine and sex, and in addition to the long journey to join the army, she was displaced.

While thinking about it, the mother-in-law reported: "Uncle Heng, Uncle Xiaorong are waiting for you in the flower hall in the front yard, and they said that they have something important to discuss with you."

Hearing this, Jia Heng withdrew his thoughts, looked surprised, and walked towards the front hall.

At that time, Jia Rong was sitting in the flower hall of the front yard, anxious and fidgeting.

When Jia Rong's incident came to an end, she regretted it a little bit, but on the other hand, she thought of Jia She, if she became angry, what should he do?

Is there still room for him in Ningrong Second Mansion?

Just as he was thinking about leaving quietly, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from far to near under the corridor eaves, and his heart sank. Then, a young man entered the hall with a cotton curtain.

"Uncle Heng..." Jia Rong suppressed the entanglement in her heart, and when she saw Jia Heng, she stepped forward to salute.

Jia Heng asked indifferently: "Brother Rong, if you don't go to the west of the city to report the funeral, what's the matter with me?"

Jia Rong looked distressed, and looked at the maidservant Jia Heng was serving.

Jia Heng paused for a moment, knowing that something was wrong, he waved his hand and pushed the maid back.

For a while, only Jia Rong and Jia Heng were left in the hall.

"Pfft!"

Jia Rong actually knelt down, took two steps on her knees, and begged, "Uncle Heng, save me..."

When Jia Heng heard this, his expression turned strange.

Uncle Heng saved me, if he hadn't married Qin Keqing...

Suppressing the weirdness in his heart, he frowned and said, "Brother Rong, what do you mean by that?"

Jia Rong hurriedly said, "Uncle Heng, my nephew has something to report."

As he said that, he explained the matter of Jia She to him in detail, and finally raised his face and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Heng, my nephew really doesn't have the idea of ​​making trouble like this, but the old man forced me to Now, my nephew has nothing to do, and now my nephew lives with him."

The more Jia Rong spoke, the more proficient she became, and a thought flashed in her heart that she betrayed her father once by tipping off the letter, and this time is not bad.

Jia Heng looked silent, thinking about the key points.

Jia Amnesty's method is to disgust him, ruin his reputation, and even whether Jia Jing follows the path designed by Jia Amnesty is in between.

Because when Ningguo changed people, he knew that he had met Jia Jing, and Jia Jing's attitude was only four words, indifferent.

And Jia Amnesty made this wave, other than disgusting him, it was useless.

If he really wants to investigate, Jia She is afraid that Jia She will be the first to take Jia Rong out to top the vat.

Jia Rong was obviously keenly aware of this, so she came to inform.

Jia Heng stretched out his hands and said, "Brother Rong, get up first."

Jia Rong stood up tremblingly, lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly: "Uncle Heng, I have disobeyed the Elder Master now, I am afraid that the Elder Master will not forgive me."

Jia Heng pondered and said: "Don't worry about the elder, this time you go south to support your father's spirit to Jinling Anzang, the public will give you a sum of money to help you with the funeral, you take this opportunity to live in Jinling for a year or two , At that time, no matter how much the Elder Master wants to control you, he will be beyond his reach."

Sending Jia Rong to the ancestral land of Jinling would be better than hanging out with Jia She in Shenjing City, and it was also a way to prevent future troubles.

As for cutting grass and roots?

Unless Jia Rong committed suicide, otherwise, the loss outweighs the gain, and it is very easy to cause some bad impressions.

On the contrary, keeping Jia Rong can show magnanimity to others.

Of course, the premise is that Jia Rong keeps herself safe.

Jia Rong's complexion changed drastically, and fear appeared in her heart again, she was worried that she would be far away from Shenjing, the sky was high and the emperor was far away, saying that every day should not be done, and that the earth is not working well, don't really be poisoned.

Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "Brother Rong, you are not young anymore. This time, you will go back to Jinling to observe your filial piety for a few years, and the public will give you another sum of money to help you marry. You saw it not too long ago, even my uncle’s house was in chaos, so it’s better to go back to my hometown in Jinling and live in peace.”

Jia Rong's complexion changed. Hearing this, she was a little bit surprised, but she met those irresistible eyes and said slowly, "Uncle Heng, I would like to go back to Jinling."

Jia Heng nodded, his eyes turned cold, and he said: "For the funeral report, let other people go first. Tomorrow, you follow me to Xuanzhen Temple and meet Master Jing."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest first."

Jia Rong obediently agreed, and said goodbye.

After Jia Rong left, Jia Heng's face darkened, and his eyes flickered coldly.

Jia Amnesty is now a toad who lies on his feet, does not bite but is disgusting.

Let Jia Rong push Jia Jing to make trouble, although he can get Jia Mu and Jia Zheng to calm down, but if there is a real trouble, there will be troubles, which will eventually cause some bad influence.

The so-called rumors are like knives, three people become tigers, one mouth makes gold, and the accumulation destroys bones.

Especially when Jia Jing and Jia Rong, the grandparents, came out to make trouble, in the eyes of those who don't know the truth...

If neither of these two people has any movement, then even if there is one or two rumors, it will not be a big problem.

Now that he is in charge of the Beijing camp, he is being watched by many people, so he needs to try his best to avoid being involved in this vortex of family unrest.

"Jia Amnesty can't stay anymore. After this year, we need to do something." Thinking so, Jia Heng left the flower hall, turned and walked towards the backyard.

Just when I arrived at the corridor, I saw a slender and graceful girl standing in the gazebo at the end of the corridor, with soft and graceful profile lines illuminated by the lights.

"Big Sister." Jia Heng called out from a distance, and approached her so close, she asked warmly, "Why are you standing here?"

At this time, Yuan Chun turned to a plump and beautiful face like a peony stamen, quietly looked at Jia Heng, smiled and said: "Brother Heng, you are so bored inside, so come out to get some air."

Jia Heng smiled and asked, "Master Miaoyu is still reciting scriptures inside?"

With Yuan Chun's disposition, he probably doesn't like chanting scriptures very much.

Yuan Chun said in a soft voice, "Master Miaoyu's Dharma is profound, and she just recited the scriptures, which makes people feel empty and lonely."

"So, big sister just hid?" Jia Heng smiled lightly.

Yuan Chun turned his eyes to look at Jia Heng, and smiled lightly. There was a swaying demeanor between the gentle brows and eyes, and those clear eyes were like obsidian, shining brightly: "Brother Heng, isn't it? I just saw Brother Heng hiding from the general Out."

Jia Heng looked at the girl who was smiling and smiling, then turned to look at the bright moon in the sky, and said: "As for the way of transformation, I still like the Taoist Lao Zhuang's theory that you can travel with flying immortals, and live forever with the bright moon in your arms." , Fuliezi walks against the wind, calm and kind, and returns after ten or five days. He is really not interested in the theory of Buddhism, and I think that one should not learn Buddhism at a young age. Buddhism is vast, passive and avoiding the world. It's hard to achieve anything in a lifetime, and inadvertently, the years are wasted."

This is actually what Nan Huaijin said in later generations. Young people should not study Buddhism and Yi studies. They will not achieve anything in their whole life. When they suddenly look up, they find that their youth is wasted and their time is numbered.

This is not the saddest thing, what is even sadder is that you have gone astray without knowing it.

Yuan Chun's bright eyes flashed, his red lips parted lightly, and on his plump and quiet face, he said softly: "I agree with what Brother Heng said, Buddhism and Taoism advocate the theory of being born out of the world, but if you haven't entered the world, how can you talk about being out of the world? We wait I am not as old as I am, I don’t know everything about human affairs, I don’t have to go through the hustle and bustle of the world, but I have learned the method of escaping from the world, and I am accompanied by the blue lamp and ancient Buddha.

Hearing this, Jia Heng looked at the girl with bright eyes and gentle brows, smiled and said: "What big sister said is that life in the world is like a traveler suddenly."

Speaking of which, this is also the first time he and Yuan Chun talked about life like this.

Compared with Tanchun and Daiyu, Yuanchun's psychology is undoubtedly mature, and he talked with him quite speculatively.

Hearing this, Yuan Chun's eyes fluttered and fell on the young man's face, he smiled softly, and looked up at the bright moon above his head, the moon in the winter night was as cold as frost, and the wind from the courtyard was blowing in his face, there was something in his heart that said No peace.

Jia Heng suddenly said: "Eldest sister is good at playing the piano, she has the skill of playing the piano, speaking of it, I have never heard elder sister talk about the piano."

Yuan Chun smiled lightly, and subconsciously opened his mouth to say Keqing's younger sister too... But for some reason, when the words came to his lips, he changed the subject: "I haven't played for a long time, but it's actually a lot rougher. If Brother Heng wants to listen, I will listen to it some other day." Practice again and play it to Brother Heng."

(End of this chapter)