[Red Mansion] Master Jia

Jia Amnesty was all about getting Yingchun into the palace, or into the mansion of some promising prince.

The crown prince was reinstated, which made Jia She's eyes shine.

The crown prince is the future emperor, he will only be a small concubine when he enters, maybe he will get a concubine or concubine in the future...

Jia Lian was dragged into his study, and after listening to Jia She's imagination, he sneered, "Thank you if you don't risk your life with our family."

"Why don't you take a good view of the crown prince?" Jia She looked solemn.

He is just such a daughter who can be used for marriage, and he didn't take it seriously in the past, but recently he figured it out, it is too wrong to give the girl to Jiamu and get close to the second wife.This is giving away potential future benefits to the second room for nothing. If Yingchun can marry well, in the future, if she wants to get close to him, she must be close to his father and Jia Lian, the elder brother.

Jia Amnesty felt that he thought things through, and the nuns in the mansion taught her well. Yingchun has changed a lot recently, at least she looks much better than the old stupid look, and at least she can be reminded by the girl next to her. I can stand it.

Jia Lian ignored it.

Jia She raised his eyes and glared at Jia Lian. This bastard really didn't take his father seriously any more, especially after becoming an official.

"How many princes have successfully ascended to the throne through the ages?" Jia Lian just asked a question, but Jia She was taken aback and said, "That's true."

His voice was inaudible, and his mood was depressed.

"But your second sister..." Jia Amnesty was still thinking about it.

"The draft is not what you always say, it depends on God's will to whom."

"Don't you know how to calculate?" Jia She narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at his son.

Don't hide this with the old father...

Hearing this, Jia Lian raised her eyebrows: "Who said I would 'forget'?"

"Then, what happened to the... dead body in Jiubeizi's mansion?" Jia Amnesty never got the truth, and he was really itchy when he mentioned it.

His son's tone is getting stricter and stricter!

"It's just that I can see the 'ghost'." Jia Lian said intentionally, slightly annoyed Jia She.

"A ghost?!" Jia She stumbled.

Jia Lian smiled lightly and remained silent.

"It's a lie." Jia She said angrily, but his face turned gloomy.

"Master, I'll go back—"

"Don't go yet." Jia She sighed, raised his eyes and carefully described Jia Lian's appearance, and suddenly said, "Do you still remember your mother?"

"..."

"I know you don't remember."

What style is this going?Jia Lian didn't understand, Jia Amnesty had always been muddle-headed in the past, or he was a bastard who didn't hesitate to show off his prestige when nothing happened, but he stopped breathing at critical moments, especially in front of Jia's mother.

Jia She is a lecherous person, ignorant of learning and incompetent, strong outside but capable... a bunch of derogatory words can almost be attached to him, but the word "melancholy" is missing, but at this moment Jia She's demeanor is really gloomy.

After waiting for a long time, Jia She said slowly: "Lian'er, if you really have the ability to see 'ghosts', come to our house to see if your mother is still there, if not, go to reincarnation... ...if in-"

He paused.

"If it is, is it the injustice of death?" Jia Lian said.

Jia She's eyes were dark, and he shook his head: "I don't know about that either. It's just that when you were born, you almost collapsed and died, and your health has been bad since then, and when you were two years old, your mother--ah! "

He suspected that someone was playing tricks on it, and that Jia Lian had an older brother, Jia Hu, who was one year older than the second-bedroom Jia Zhu, and was just as smart and cute, but when he was seven or eight years old, a smallpox struck him. Life.

Jia Lian heard Jia She go on and on about a lot of past events, but he felt the same as Jia She that the death of his mother and elder brother in this body was not a coincidence. After many years, it is hard to say whether it was the second wife.

How long were Wang's hands then?

But Jia Lian thought of Qin Keqing's death again. Wang Ziteng and Mrs. Wang were very courageous. Although the prince was defeated, the Qin family has the blood of the prince after all. She is the daughter of the Aixinjueluo family. An illegitimate daughter, but an illegitimate daughter is also a daughter.

Jia Amnesty also thought about this, he didn't expect that Mrs. Wang was so vicious.

"Your second aunt's ruthless hand combined with his elder brother to kill the one in Dongfu..." Jia Amnesty clenched his fists. If Jia Lian hadn't told him about this, he couldn't have imagined that the second son's family would be so powerful. "Boldness", you can do these things, and think about what happened many years ago, if Hu'er, the intelligent eldest grandson, died, and the original wife of the big house also died, if Lian'er hadn't been born by fate Come down, Dafang doesn't even have a son-in-law. Could it be that the Wang family has already dominated the Rongguo Mansion.

"It's fine if you can't see your mother, it means it's fate, what's the good of a ghost. It's just that your elder brother died strangely—"

Jia Lian was silent. Recently, he read books on Buddhism and Taoism, and he had some insights into the theory of causality. He thought in his heart that this was not his business, but after all, he took the body of someone else's son. There is a responsibility.Even, this Rongguo Mansion was only for his own benefit, and he couldn't let it just be defeated.

Since the Rongguo Mansion should be inherited by Jia She and his son, he accepted it bluntly, by the way.

It was rare for Jia Amnesty to show a sad expression on his face, Jia Lian still let go, and said lightly: "Let me see, if I find anyone, I will tell you, Master."

Jia Amnesty received his son's promise, and his complexion suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny, and his gums were exposed when he smiled.

He left the study happily, let Jia Lian go, and went out to Liulichang.

After wandering around the antique shop for a long time, Jia She shook his head and sighed when he couldn't find anything he liked. Seeing this, the owner of Zhishuangzhai thought that Jia She seemed to have a lot of money recently, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "General Jia, there is another treasure here." , it's a bit expensive."

"Hurry up and take it out!" Jia She said angrily, "I'm interested, Rongguo Mansion can still send you money?"

"Hey, it's because it's too small and not eye-catching—it's just that this thing is really good, and the price is—one word, expensive!" After the shopkeeper apologized, he hurriedly explained.

In his heart, he didn't care about Jia She's words. Jia She had taken a fancy to many antiques in the past, but he bought quite a few of them. He really didn't buy many of the really expensive ones.

"Bring it quickly, don't talk nonsense!"

The shopkeeper went to the back hall, holding a wooden tray with an object covered with red silk for a long time.

Jia She was skeptical, looking at the shopkeeper like this, it was really a big treasure.He felt empty in his heart, the money was always available, and he was the head of the Rongguo Mansion, so he could only spend 800 taels of silver at the moment, just like that, the official wife or Jia Mu had to know about the accountant.

If you want to raise more than 3000 taels of silver at once, you have to hold a meeting with the whole family.

Unless, use your own private library.

But this is not what Jia She is happy about.

"What's inside?" Jia Amnesty's curiosity really arose, regardless of whether he can buy it or not, it's good to feast his eyes.

The shopkeeper carefully put the tray on the table, and lifted the red cloth—it was a fan and a painting scroll.

Jia Amnesty was about to pick it up and have a look, but it was obvious that the shopkeeper had already called a servant to come over with a washbasin, and a clean white towel was put on the side of the basin, and he immediately looked at these two things in high spirits, so he didn't bother. Shout out, clean your hands according to the rules, and wipe them clean again.

"Look—" The shopkeeper also cleaned his hands, and unfolded the scroll with Jia Amnesty.

——It turned out to be a picture of a beauty.

Looking at the painting style, Jia She subconsciously lowered his head to look at the inscription, it turned out to be Tang Yin's painting!

He hissed.

"This fan is also—" His eyeballs could not help falling on the unopened folding fan again.

The shopkeeper smiled triumphantly, "This was pawned by a down-and-out family two days ago, and you were the first to see it. The real thing, the absolute real thing!"

After Jia She heard it, it was very useful, and he was the first to appreciate it at Zhishuangzhai. If word of this painting spread, it would be his turn to buy it.

He couldn't help rubbing his hands, looked at the painting up and down carefully, and then solemnly and slowly unfolded the folding fan. The fan painting was indeed Tang Yin's painting style, although there was no red seal signature, only the title, but it was also remarkable The real thing.He looked genuine.

Both are!

"How much money does this cost?" Jia She knew it would be quite expensive, but he didn't expect the shopkeeper to give him an amount——

"2 taels!?"

At first he was surprised, then Jia She frowned and looked at the shopkeeper: "It's not the first day for me to come to Liulichang, so don't fool me with the false price."

"It's really worth the price." The shopkeeper said while putting away the treasure. Jia She opened his mouth and wanted to say that he still wanted to see it, but 2 taels...he really couldn't get it out.

There are in the storeroom, but Mother Jia, no, even if anyone in the house listens to it, he can't let him spend 2 taels to buy this.

Even when giving congratulatory gifts to empress dowagers or princes and their Fujin in the past, they have never given such expensive gifts.

The shopkeeper's eyes rolled, "General Jia, don't haggle with me. If it wasn't for the fear that the rumors about these two treasures would get out and be missed by thieves, I wouldn't secretly show them to the distinguished guests, and just publicize them. There are a lot of starting prices. If you don’t buy it, I’ll wait for two more days, and if other nobles come, I’ll sell it.”

He spoke modestly, but it can be seen from his expression that he is not in a hurry to sell, obviously he knows what is in his mind and is optimistic about the painting.

It really belongs to Tang Yin... In his eyes for many years.The more Jia She thought about it, the more Yanzhu Ziyue couldn't bear to leave the tray covered with red silk by the shopkeeper.

"How much does that fan sell alone?" Jia Shen asked through gritted teeth, he couldn't afford the price for the scroll painting, but the price of the fan can be much cheaper.

"Buy it now! 5000 taels!" The shopkeeper wanted to quote eight thousand miles, but Jia Amnesty saw his mouth shape and almost scolded him, but the shopkeeper changed his mind. "5000 taels can't be less. I give 8000 taels to others."

……

Jia She turned around and wanted to ask the boy to go back to the house to pay the money, but after thinking about it, even if he went back by himself, he would not be able to get so much money for a while.

Are you looking for a son... for a little...

"Shopkeeper, what treasures do you have in your house? Hurry up and present them, I'm not short of money!" Suddenly a person came into the room and yelled.

Jia Amnesty's heart tightened, and he turned his head to take a look.I saw the orangutan with a wasp waist, a tall figure, slightly dark skin, and a rosy complexion. Looking at his clothes, he should be from the family of a general.

The man also took a look at Jia She, and then said "Huh", and called out: "So it's Uncle Jia from Rongguo's mansion."

After all, he actually gave a salute, although the etiquette was weird, but it was thoughtful.

Jia She's eyebrows twitched, it turned out to be an acquaintance, but he took a closer look, but still didn't recognize who this person was. "Which family are you a child of?"

"Uncle Jia, my real name is Sun Shaozu, and my ancestors are old with your mansion." Sun Shaozu smiled. In fact, he and Jia She were considered to be of the same generation, but considering the age gap and the fact that his ancestors only worshiped under the Rongguo mansion, Seniority is not so rigorous.

What's more, he came here on purpose today.

Sun Shaozu secretly cast a sideways glance at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper lowered his head and looked only at the tray on the table.

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