Red Mansion: Incense and God Road, starting from the City God of Shenjing

Chapter 25: Sister Feng's Heart Rises
It's quite interesting.

As the eldest son of the Rongguo Mansion and the future heir to the title.

The small courtyard of Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng is behind Rongqing Hall, adjacent to the flower hall.

Not only did they live in the area where the servants lived, but they also did the work there.

To put it nicely, he is a housekeeper, but to put it bluntly, he just runs errands for the family.

Go through the small alley and bypass the screen wall.

Jia Cong came to Wang Xifeng's courtyard.

But I heard faint sobbing sounds coming from the house.

Wang Xifeng's personal maid Ping'er just came out of the room carrying a basin of water.

"Hey, Master Cong, what wind brings you here?"

"Second Madam has just gotten up. Please wait a moment. I will go and call someone for you."

"Feng'er, serve tea to the Third Master first."

When Ping'er saw Jia Cong, she unconsciously clenched her hands holding the washbasin.

A happy smile quickly appeared on his face.

He greeted loudly.

Wait until you finish.

The sobbing sound that had just come from the room disappeared immediately.

"Sister Ping'er, are you really going to call someone for me?"

Jia Cong put his hands behind his back, with a half-smile on his face.

"Where did you get that from, Third Master?"

"Yesterday our Second Master said he wanted to go and have a drink with you, but he had to go out early this morning for something urgent."

Ping'er forced a smile.

"Sister Ping'er, you mentioned Lian Er at this time. Do you think I am here to commit murder?"

"Even if I really want to do something, can Lian Er stop me with his ability?"

This one sentence made Ping'er break out in a cold sweat.

Trembling hands and feet.

"Sister Ping'er, please go and guard the door first. I have something to tell my second sister-in-law."

"Besides, the second sister, the third sister, the fourth sister and the sister Xiangyun from the Shi family are all in the room."

Jia Cong found it interesting.

"The woman's eyes are dim, and she can't see the pure and good soul!"

In the second volume of The Golden Hairpin, Ping'er is loyal and devoted.

The verdict can definitely be ranked among the top few.

After saying this, Jia Cong walked around Ping'er and went into the house by himself.

But Wang Xifeng was leaning on the soft couch, covered with a thin summer quilt.

The branches were scattered, and the pair of triangular eyes were very red and swollen.

He held a handkerchief in his hand and blew his nose from time to time.

Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun and Shi Xiangyun were sitting around the couch to comfort her.

"Second sister, third sister, fourth sister and sister Xiangyun are here too!"

Jia Cong found a chair and sat down, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup.

"Second sister-in-law, there are a total of ninety-one people in the Wang family, and they are all on the road."

Jia Cong said calmly.

"Is Cong'er here to wipe out the roots?" Wang Xifeng's face suddenly lost all color and she said sadly.

"What are you talking about, second sister-in-law?"

"Since you have joined the Jia family, then the second sister-in-law should be a Jia family wife."

Yingchun, who was standing by, noticed something was wrong and quickly started to advise.

After saying that, he stepped forward and prepared to grab Jia Cong's arm.

With her back to Wang Xifeng, she looked at Jia Cong pleadingly.

"Brother Cong, you too, why do you have to bring up the fighting and killing outside with my second sister-in-law?"

"Come with me quickly. I'll make you your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake when we get back."

"Second sister, please sit down first and let me finish what I am saying."

"There is no difference between the wives of the Jia family and the daughters of the Wang family to me. My second sister-in-law doesn't interact with me much."

"But every time we met in the past, I would ask about your well-being, no matter where your motivation was, and always show my concern as a sister-in-law."

Jia Cong took a sip of the cold tea.

"I'm here just to verify one thing."

"My second sister-in-law is the eldest daughter of the Wang family. Four years ago, the eldest master of the Wang family suddenly became seriously ill."

"We invited a retired doctor from Jinling Ciren Hall to come and treat you."

"As a result, his condition did not improve, and after half a month, he passed away. Is that right or not?"

Wang Xifeng was stunned when she heard this.

"Brother Cong, you were only five years old when my father passed away. I'm already married, so it's not convenient for me to go back to Nanjing to pay my respects." "I heard it from an old servant at home. How do you know so much?"

……

"These are the letters that my men found in the secret compartment of Wang Ziteng's study that he exchanged with the former governor of Yingtian Prefecture."

"It mentions Jinling Cirentang Medical Clinic many times. Second sister-in-law, please take a look for yourself."

As Jia Cong spoke, several letters in his hand slowly fell into Wang Xifeng's hands.

"If Wang Ziteng hadn't wanted to hand the evidence to Shui Rong, this letter wouldn't have survived until now."

……

"This...how is this..."

"How can this be!"

Wang Xifeng quickly flipped through the letter and her face turned terribly pale.

He was very smart and knew what had happened in Angnian.

"The East Sea lacks a white jade bed, so the Dragon King came to ask for the King of Jinling."

"The Wang family went downhill a few years ago, but they still have millions of dollars in wealth. Wang Ziteng just arrived in Shenjing and wanted to get promoted..."

"After all, money still makes people's hearts move. Second sister-in-law should take this as a warning."

“Some things can be done, and some things cannot be done.”

Jia Cong said with a smile.

The situation in Rongguo Mansion was still acceptable at this time, and Wang Xifeng had not been forced into a corner.

They went out to lend money at high interest rates and used the name of the Jia family to settle lawsuits.

"Brother Cong, I..."

"Your second brother Lian is a useless man, he just hangs out with women all day long."

"If it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I would still be..."

Wang Xifeng shed tears.

Seeing Jia Cong struggling to get up and thank him, Jia Cong pressed him down on the couch with a wisp of divine power from a distance.

"It's okay. The revenge has been taken. Just have a good rest, sister-in-law."

"It's a good opportunity to let my second sister and the others stay here with you for two days."

After saying this, Jia Cong stood up and left.

Only Wang Xifeng was left sighing quietly.

Not to mention the talent for cultivation, it is this kind of mentality.

If Jia Lian had only one-tenth of Jia Cong's ability, this family would not be like this.

……

As night falls, the moonlight becomes dim, as if shrouded in an invisible haze.

Thirty miles north of Shenjing City.

The tombstones were leaning all over the place, and some were even broken on the ground, revealing the white bones underneath.

This is the largest mass grave outside the capital city of Shenjing. Usually, city officials find corpses of unknown origin.

They would wrap it in a straw mat and throw it here.

As time went by, the corpses were piled up layer upon layer.

No one knows how many bodies are buried under this mass grave.

"Deputy Commander of the Beijing Camp."

"He was a third-rank military officer, but after his death he didn't even have a place to be buried..."

"Since it has no use anymore, Shui Rong is too lazy to even pretend to be a jerk."

Jia Cong stood on the crown of a huge locust tree that was more than ten meters high.

He stared indifferently at the broken corpse below.

"The locust tree nourishes the yin. This century-old locust tree saved me two days of hard work."

As the words fell, thick fog rose.

The mass grave was so shrouded that it was pitch dark.

The sound of "rustling" sounded.

A gust of cold wind whistled past, blowing up fallen leaves, like the whisper of a ghost, particularly harsh in the silence.

Along with the sound of wind, a black shadow appeared.

The air is filled with evil and gloomy energy.

His appearance looks 80% similar to Zhao Qi when he was alive.

It was only more hideous and terrifying, with blood constantly dripping from the broken corpse.

"Blood!"

"Kill!"

"revenge!"

The newly born evil ghost exuded a terrifying aura and muttered something.

(End of this chapter)