Flowers on the other side [Comprehensive Red House]

After Li Wan sent a letter to Rongguo Mansion, Jia Amnesty sent the butler to help, and a little later, Jia Lian also arrived.When Wang Ziteng and his wife arrived, Jia She and Lin Hai had left not long ago, and the funeral had already been laid out in a regular manner.

Wang Ziteng cried and offered sacrifices in front of his younger sister's coffin, and watched Baoyu return the gift with Jia Huan and Jia Lan in a ignorant way.Heartbroken, he sighed and said to Jia Zheng: "Brother-in-law, it's late today, and no one will come. Let the children go back and rest."

"Uncle is sympathetic to you, thank you soon and go back to rest."

The children knelt down to the prince, thanked their uncle for paying homage to their mother, and thanked their uncle for his sympathy, and followed the maids back to the backyard.

"Cunzhou, it's inconvenient for me to come here every day, let your sister-in-law come and help. Qin Tianjian said that Enhou went to look for them, but can I give you the days?"

"Brother has come. The date of the funeral has been chosen."

Wang Ziteng took it and saw that it was written by the official of the Qin Tianjian Supervisor, and the coffin was suspended for 21, [-] days, and the time of the funeral.Thinking about Jiamu is still alive, this is the way it is today.The shroud and shroud materials were also prepared earlier, and there was nothing left to do.

"Cunzhou, take care of Baoyu. My sister is most worried about Baoyu."

Jia Zheng nodded, thanked Wang Ziteng again and again, and sent Wang Ziteng and his wife away.

Wang's funeral went smoothly with Jia Lian leading Lin Zhixiao and Wu Xindeng's able servants outside, and Li Wan, Wang Ziteng's wife, and Youshi helping inside.Jia Zheng's colleagues in the Ministry of Rites, for Lin Hai's sake, everyone came to worship.People from the Ministry of War, including Wang Ziteng and Jia She, were there, and almost all of them came over.Even people from the Ministry of Industry came here a lot.Only Xungui, those who used to have arms with Jia Zheng, knew the gap between Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng, and few of them came over.

Lin Hai said to Jia Zheng: "Cun Zhou, the Ministry of Rites will not assign you for this year's affairs. You have brought the child and buried Wang."

Jia Zheng nodded, and went to the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Officials to take care of all the funeral leave.

Before leaving, Jia Zheng went to see Jia's mother in Lixiangyuan.

"Mother, my son is unfilial and wants to send the Wang family back to the south. I can't visit my mother these days."

Mother Jia looked at her second son who was aging suddenly, her heart was pierced like a knife. "Second, be careful all the way, go back early."

"Yes. I respect my mother's instruction."

"You are too old, take care of yourself."

"Yes."

"When you come to Jinling, let's also go to Xue's house. That's Baoyu's Yue's house."

"Yes."

"Okay, you go back quickly and take care of the children."

Looking at such a son, Jia's mother felt helpless. It might as well be the boss, giving him a refreshment.

Jia Zheng took his two sons and one grandson to help the coffin go south.

Jia Amnesty took Jia Lian to live in Jia's government on the day before the funeral. The next day, according to the auspicious time given by Qin Tianjian, Jia Amnesty sent Jia Zheng and his son to Tongzhou, and boarded the boat going south before returning to the capital.Along the way, Jia She was not in a good mood, and when he approached the Rongguo Mansion, he quietly said to Jia Lian, "I hope your brother doesn't think it's too late for father to take revenge."

Jia Lian was so shocked that half of his three souls and seven souls flew away. What do you mean?Aunt's death was father's handwriting? !

After returning to Rongguo Mansion, the porter rushed over and said, "Master, Grandma Xiao Rong has passed away."

Both Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian were taken aback, "When did it happen?"

"Go back to the master, what happened this morning."

Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian looked at each other, alas, let's go and have a look.

Jia Zhen was leading people to open the mourning hall. When she saw Jia She and his son, she rushed over.

"Uncle Xie, Lian'er, you are here."

Jia Zhen is like a mourning concubine, but she is dressed like a filial son.Seeing him like that, Jia Amnesty got angry and pulled Jia Zhen away to a place where no one was around.

"Zhen'er, look at you, look at you, do you want to be impeached by the censor with your filial attire? Do you know the etiquette?"

"Uncle Pardon, I, I feel bad."

"Hmph, are you uncomfortable? I made an excuse for the saint to take back your title, and you will suffer in the future."

Jia Zhen was stunned, thought about it, bowed to Jia Amnesty, and took off her filial piety hat herself.

"Uncle Xie, your nephew and daughter-in-law are tired these days, can you ask Sister Feng to come over and help?"

"Young girl Feng has a body, so she can't run into each other anymore. Shall I ask Lin Zhixiao and his wife to help you?"

"Thank you, Uncle Pardon."

"Those people in the clan, you can use them as you should. You can't support yourself. I have only been on leave for a few days. There is a backlog of things in the military department. I'm afraid I can't come here every day." The clan has been divided, and everyone It's out of the scope of bereavement leave.

Jia Zhen nodded, "Yes, Uncle She, I understand. I just feel that Keqing has been wronged."

Jia Amnesty frowned, Ke Qing?Do father-in-laws call their daughter-in-law that way?

"Why are you wronged? You didn't treat her as your daughter-in-law and gave her food and drink?"

"Well".Jia Zhen choked. "Nephew means that Rong's daughter-in-law is filial, but nephew can't and doesn't do her funeral according to her rank."

"Then it's over. Rong'er donated a military post, and finally got a real job. Now I can't perform the job immediately. Hmph. You don't want to think about this funeral, and miss Rong'er's business."

Jia Zheng murmured, not daring to say more, Jia She saw that there was nothing he could interfere with, turned around and went back to Rongguo Mansion, and sent someone to call Lin Zhixiao.

"Lin Zhixiao, you husband and wife went to help with the matter of Dongfu. You should be careful to see what's going on. Why did you die at such a young age?"

"Master, this..." Lin Zhixiao murmured.

Jia Amnesty was tired and annoyed, and immediately stared, "Say?"

Lin Zhixiao drove out all the servants in the house, approached Jia She, and said in a low voice: "Listen to the gossip of the East Mansion, Grandma Zhen is helping the second master's house these days, and when she came back, she bumped into Uncle Zhen..."

Jia Amnesty's eyes widened, his expression seemed to be cannibalistic, he grabbed Lin Zhixiao by the collar and lifted Lin Zhixiao up.

"You dog slave, do you know what you said?"

Lin Zhixiao's complexion changed abruptly from being strangled, Jia She let go, Lin Zhixiao stroked his throat, coughed a few times and said: "Master, you know that you are young, so you don't dare to lie about this matter again. It's not just the slave who knows of."

Jia She's complexion changed again and again, and at the end he threw his big fist on the table resentfully, and the cups jumped together.

"Jia Zhen is dying."

"Does Rong'er know about this?"

"I don't know if Master Xiao Rong knows or not."

"Okay, I see. You go there. You tell Jia Zhen to let Youshi come out to take care of the funeral, or I will ask his father to drive their couple out of Ningguo Mansion."

Lin Zhixiao saluted and left.

At night, Lin Zhixiao returned to Rongguo Mansion, and came to see Jia Amnesty after asking that the young servant who was serving him was still awake.

"My lord, Uncle Zhen is going to stop for 49 days. Many monks and priests were invited, and the arrangement of the water and land dharma field is probably comparable to the funeral of the county king."

Jia Amnesty gritted his teeth with hatred, and only waved to Lin Zhixiao, telling him to go down and rest.

Jia Amnesty has been running back and forth between the Ministry of War and the Jia government these days.I was already exhausted enough, so I went to Tongzhou during the day, and gave Jia Zhen another chance at night.Extremely sleepy and tired, but unable to fall asleep, he tossed and turned, wondering if he should go to Jia Jing again.I've gone - when I look up this matter in the future, I'm afraid that it will be scratched, and it's not easy to shake it off clearly.Don't go - think about it and feel sorry for the uncle's love for himself in those years.I'm also sorry to Brother Jing, the friendship with me in those years.

Jia Amnesty tossed and turned for most of the night, and made up his mind to ask Lin Zhixiao to visit Jia Jing's Taoist temple to explain the matter clearly.

For the funeral in Ningguo Mansion, Lin Hai would go there as usual according to his past affection.

Jia Zhen was overjoyed and very grateful to Lin Hai for bringing the Ji family here.

"Uncle Lin, thank you Zhen'er."

Jia Zhen wanted to stay with Lin Hai and his wife for a light meal, but Lin Hai refused, "I have a lot of things to do, if you have anything to do, you can let Lian'er take the message or send someone over."

Ji Shi and You Shi met a few years ago, and the two of them could still talk in a normal scene. Ji Shi comforted You Shi with a few words, and then followed Lin Hai back.

"Husband, what do you think happened to the Jia family? Just after the Wang family's funeral, the Qin family..."

"Oh, that's all."

Ji was surprised and looked at Lin Hai suspiciously. "Husband?"

"Wanrong, what's so strange about this. Big families often have some shady activities. When the time comes, you will reap melons and reap what you sow. It's better not to dirty your ears with these dirty things."

Seeing what Lin Hai said, Mrs. Ji stopped asking.Instead, he talked about the gossip and jokes of his sons, which made Lin Hai couldn't help laughing when he got off the car, and followed Ji all the way back to the main courtyard.

Besides, Jia Jing got Lin Zhixiao's report and was so angry that he almost confessed immediately.He ordered people to pack their bags in a hurry, and followed Lin Zhixiao back to the capital.

Outsiders don't know how Jia Jing punished Jia Zhen. Anyway, the coffin Jia Zhen originally prepared for Qin Keqing was also changed, and the coffin was changed to 21 days.After Qin Keqing's funeral, Jia Jing sent Jia Rong to take office and left Ningguo Mansion.Jia Zhen went to the Ministry of War for sick leave, rested for more than a month, and could not walk well.

After Jia Jing arranged the funeral, he went to Rongguo Mansion to have a long talk with Jia Amnesty for one night.On the second day, Xichun was handed over to Sister Feng to take care of her.Then back to the Taoist temple.

The two funerals of Jia's family were like a vortex on the Yangtze River in Beijing. After a whirl, they disappeared from everyone's eyes.

The beginning of September is like Xiaoyangchun, the leaves are slightly yellow, and the autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom. People in Beijing are planning where to go to climb high and look far away to entertain the upcoming Double Ninth Festival.And in this cool autumn wind, Lin Hai encountered a life-and-death crisis from outside the imperial power more than five years after he was thrown into the Red Mansion.