[Red Mansion] The third master of jade-like stone treasures

"Sinister! Really evil! Is that what I taught you?"

Jia Zheng pointed at Bao Cong and yelled, "He's your uncle! Is there any nephew in the world who is as stubborn as you, and would come to your uncle in broad daylight to commit murder?"

Murder?

Just biting off one of Jia Amnesty's fingers is also called murder?

Bao Cong thought indifferently.

Jia Amnesty was next to him, and he yelled at Jia Zheng as if he was about to die of anger: "Second brother! Your son is so stubborn now, what can he do in the future? Even if he becomes an official in the court, he is still a Officials who harm people don’t know what to do to endanger the country in the future!”

How can you be so thick-skinned?

Don't know who the culprit is?How can he have the face to say that he will harm people in the future?

While watching Jia She's play, Bao Cong couldn't control himself, and quietly lost his mind and thought wildly.

He was afraid that if he concentrated too much, he would vomit blood from this shameless anger.

After Jia Zheng heard Jia Amnesty's words, he hurriedly apologized to him, and angrily urged Baocong, "What are you still doing? Why don't you kowtow to your uncle?"

All the people in the yard held their breaths and shrank their heads, not daring to look at the scene.

Wu Hui led the guards who broke into the courtyard and also knelt behind Bao Cong.

The tall and burly men huddled together, wishing they could disappear in the eyes of Jia Zheng and Jia She.

Seeing Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng pretending to be brotherly, respectful, and righteous, Bao Cong suddenly felt that he was not so ugly kneeling in the yard in front of everyone.

After all, the bumbling ugly appearance of these two brothers is much more wonderful than his.

It was almost noon, but the heat was not as sweltering as the previous few days. A gust of wind blew, and it was still slightly cool.

Sure enough, as soon as Bao Cong looked up, a raindrop fell from the sky, then the second, and the third...

It's raining......

The heavy rain washed away the anger of Jia Zheng and Jia She, and the two hurriedly hid under the eaves in a panic.

Bao Cong didn't move, but knelt on the ground.

Wu Hui and the others didn't dare to move, and knelt down on the spot.

They were all drenched in the rain and drenched in no time.

The little girls in Jia Amnesty's yard were all terrified, and no one had the courage to go up to hold an umbrella for them.

Seeing Jia Zheng and Jia Amnesty running to hide from the rain in a hurry, shaking their sleeves to shake the raindrops, thinking they looked clean and gentle... Bao Cong couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

These two people are really ridiculous and sad.

He licked the raindrops that fell on his face and lips, and said calmly: "Why should I kowtow to admit my mistake?"

When everyone heard it, they were all stunned.

Even Jia Zheng and Jia Amnesty stopped their movements and looked at Bao Cong with the surprised expression on their faces, as if they were looking at a lunatic.

Bao Cong ignored them, and continued on his own: "I am kneeling here now, just to respect you as my father, but you ask me to kowtow to admit my mistake, but I can't."

"Father, do you know that he owed Sun Shaozu 3 taels in the National Filial Piety, where he ate, gambled, and bought women. Now that Sun Shaozu came to ask for the debt, he still hid in his room and pretended to be sick, but asked his ancestor to pay the debt for him."

"He did such disloyalty and filial piety without admitting his mistake, but I was wrong?"

"Could it be possible that the Holy Majesty found out about this, and still want to praise him for a job well done?"

Jia Zheng was dumbfounded by Bao Cong's questioning, every sentence was more explicit.

He looked at Jia She with a look of disbelief, as if it was the first time he had heard of such a thing today.

Jia Amnesty was already furious, pointing at Bao Cong and yelling: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I eat wine and gamble in the country's filial piety? When did I commit disloyalty and unfilial piety! What evidence do you have? How dare you speak empty words?" Slander me?"

Thinking of Bao Cong forcing him to press his fingerprints just now, he seemed to gain confidence and said to Jia Zheng angrily, "Look at your good son! Just now you dragged me to press my fingerprints, you are spreading rumors! You are slandering me!"

Bao Cong sneered and asked: "Then the IOU from Sun Shaozu is also fake? At the beginning, he said that he would not pay the money, and he wanted to promise the second sister to him. Now he came to force the marriage and asked for 3 taels of silver. It is also fake?"

"Now he is with the ancestors, why don't you go and explain it yourself, why hide here and pretend to be sick!"

The rain has already made one's body wet and cold, but this sentence is more real than a sentence, but it makes people feel extremely cold.

Although it is a fact, has anyone exposed this fact in person?

What's more, in the public, all the servants of the master are listening and watching!

Jia She was so angry that his eyes turned red, he only tugged on Jia Zheng's sleeve, and said angrily, "Second brother! This is your good son!"

"I keep saying you, you, you, do you take my uncle seriously? Don't say that I am his uncle, I am still the first-class general of Rongguo Mansion!"

"Break into my yard and ask someone to carry an empty box to raid my house! If it were someone else, I would have been dragged out and beaten to death long ago! This evil person has no respect for his elders, and messes up the dignity of the family. It is the root of disaster!"

He gritted his teeth and forced Jia Zheng: "If you don't care about him today, I won't let it go!"

Jia Zheng's face was also livid.

Why didn't he know that Jia She had a problem, but Jia She was his elder brother and a first-class general, so what right did he have to criticize as a younger brother?

Pian Baocong, a rebellious son, went crazy for some reason, and exposed such a scandal in public. Isn't it embarrassing for the Jia family?

And as a father, doesn't he want to be pointed at?The son has no respect for his elders, it's because he, as a father, didn't teach his son well!

Jia Zheng didn't care what scandalous things Jia Amnesty did, it's just that this scandalous thing could never be exposed by his son in this way.

"Brother, don't worry, I will discipline him well." Jia Zheng said coldly with a straight face, "Please come to the family law!"

None of the servants dared to move, but Jia She yelled angrily: "Are they all dead? Didn't you hear the master's order? Please come!"

Now, two or three more courageous nurses quickly got up from the ground and hurried out to get Jia's family stick.

It turned out that there were grass on the wall, and Bao Cong silently wrote down the nursing homes.

The stick for beating someone had already been brought, Jia Zheng asked Bao Cong again, "Do you admit your mistake?"

It looks like "I'll let you go if you admit your mistake," written on her face, with a compassionate look.

But Bao Cong was silent, stubbornly straightening his back.

"Sinister! I really don't know how to repent!" Jia Zheng swears, rushing into the rain, brandishing a stick, and hitting Bao Cong on the back.

Cudgel after stick, bang bang bang, the other people were extremely hurt when they heard it, Bao Cong gritted his teeth, even though his face gradually turned pale, he refused to open his mouth to admit his mistake.

Jia Zheng was a little tired from the beating, and it could be seen that Bao Cong knelt in the rain and said nothing, with indifference and disdain in his eyes, and suddenly felt that his authority as a father was being challenged, and his anger grew stronger.

Panting for a few breaths, Jia Zheng was about to strike again with his stick when he saw Mrs. Wang leading a group of people rushing in.

"If you want to beat him, I will fight with you!" Mrs. Wang rushed to Jia Zheng and stopped Jia Zheng's stick, "Why do you beat my son!"

Mrs. Wang and Baoyu originally waited for Baocong to come and serve tea, but they didn't expect a servant to come and say that Baocong had been involved in Jia Amnesty's mess with the Sun family.

Hearing that Jia Zheng had asked for family law, Mrs. Wang hurried over, who thought Jia Zheng, a bastard, really beat Bao Cong for the sake of Jia's amnesty!

She was so angry!

When Baoyu saw Jia Zheng, it was a deep-rooted fear.

It can be seen that Jia Zheng looked like he was going to kill Bao Cong, but he didn't care about his fear. He just knelt down and hugged Jia Zheng's thigh, tremblingly said: "Father! Please spare Bao Cong! There are guests here today." At home, it's the second day of Baocong's wedding, so it's not easy to get angry on such a happy day!"

Baochai knelt down by the side and said, "Father, my ancestor is getting old and can't bear to be angry. What would you do if you hear about this? This is again in Uncle's yard. It's not good to make a fuss. Please forgive me, father-in-law." Treasure it!"

Lin Daiyu saw that Bao Cong was dripping wet and had been hit by a stick, and she felt so distressed that she wanted to cry.

At this time, she didn't care about the rain, the ground was dirty and wet, she walked up to Bao Cong and squatted down, wiped the rain on his face and body, and knelt down with him again.

"Sister Lin, go back quickly, it's raining!" Bao Cong gritted his teeth just now, holding on to his breath.

At this time, he saw that Lin Daiyu was also about to kneel in the rain, and his heart ached, and he let go of the breath he held back, and suddenly his back was burning with pain.

But he didn't care about it, he just asked Zijuan to hold an umbrella for Lin Daiyu, and persuaded Lin Daiyu to go back.

Lin Daiyu refused to leave, she just bit her lip and shook her head, insisting.

Bao Cong had suffered by himself before, and he didn't regret any quarrel with Jia Zheng, but Lin Daiyu was so wronged, he immediately regretted it.

A group of people kneeled and filled Jia She's yard, all of them looked at him strangely, Jia She felt very creepy.

Mrs. Lin Daiyu, Baochai, was present. Would he be ashamed to go to the Wang family of Xue's family?

"Ouch, I have a headache! My heart hurts!" Jia She yelled, and moved and fell on a girl who was closest to him: "Hurry up and help me to lie on the bed!"

As if he had been utterly pissed off, he pushed the girl and helped him back into the room.

Jia Amnesty slipped away, and Jia Zheng couldn't get up or down, and his anger was stuck in his throat, and he didn't say it, and he didn't say it.

The others were okay, but Jia Zheng looked amiable in front of Baochai and Lin Daiyu, or at least tried not to be aggressive.

But what do these two daughters-in-law look at him now?As if he was a great villain!

Especially Lin Daiyu, whose face looks almost the same as her mother's.

Jia Zheng seemed to see his little sister crying and asking him why he did this to her daughter?

It's a treasure who has no respect for his eyes!He is disciplining his son!

Jia Zheng felt that he was right, but he was so depressed that he wanted to kick someone.

Thinking of this, Jia Zheng, who was holding his breath, lifted his leg and kicked Baoyu who was holding his thigh.

"You! You still dare to kick my precious jade!" Mrs. Wang rushed forward with bared teeth and claws: "I'm dead! I'll fight you!"

Jia Zheng's face was caught with two paws, and he covered his face in panic and shouted, "Pull this crazy woman away!"

Regardless of the rain not stopping, he rushed into the rain curtain and ran to the front yard.

Jia Zheng left, Mrs. Wang didn't want to stay in Jia She's courtyard for a moment, so she asked someone to carry the treasure, and a group of people evacuated from Jia She's courtyard in a short while.

Jia She's courtyard was empty, leaving only traces of a thunderstorm.

The ground is wet and damp, it seems that no one has been here before, and it seems that a lively scandal has never been staged here.

Only Jia Amnesty was still lying in the room, moaning.

After leaving Jia Amnesty's courtyard, Bao Cong felt his heart, which was about to suffocate, come alive.

Thinking about it, Bao Cong remembered that Sun Shaozu's business was not over yet, so he asked Wu Hui to come up and ask him to get the banknote for Jia Mu, but Lin Daiyu stopped him.

"It has already been sent to the ancestors, and now maybe the person surnamed Sun and the people from the Zhongshun Palace have all left." She said with red eyes and choked up.

It turned out that after Qingshuang reported to Mrs. Wang, she quietly took Lin Daiyu's letter and went to Chen Ping to get the banknote, which Qingwen had already sent to Jiamu.

Bao Cong breathed a sigh of relief, touched the dry paper in his arms, and murmured: "That's good..."

But Mrs. Wang heard it, and she said angrily: "What's the matter? Why are you taking care of their big house? Just let them die!"

Bao Cong just smiled, pulled her sleeves and said softly: "Leave them alone, and never again."

Baoyu often acted like a baby, but Baocong seldom talked to her in such a soft voice.Mrs. Wang saw him lying on the bed, still trying to hold back a smile, and suddenly tears came down again.

After scrubbing and changing clothes, I asked the doctor to look at the wound. After tossing for a long time, Bao Cong finally settled down on the bed.

Baoyu and Baochai had gone back to change their clothes and rest long ago, but Mrs. Wang stayed in Baocong's yard until night, and after giving orders and orders to Lin Daiyu and a group of maids, she reluctantly went back.

Finally gone...

Bao Cong let out a breath, feeling that he was surrounded by Mrs. Wang's sudden and strange concern, and he was almost out of breath.

However, when he turned his head, he saw Lin Daiyu who was in tears again, and he felt guilty all at once.

What about not letting the daughter-in-law be wronged?

On the second day, Lin Daiyu didn't even offer tea...

"Sister Lin, I'm sorry, I..."

Just as Bao Cong wanted to say something to make amends, Lin Daiyu's slender fingertips suddenly touched his back.

The wound on his back was painful, but he only felt the warm touch of the soft fingertips, from the wound on his neck, slowly, bit by bit, caressed, and landed on his waist between......

"...Does it hurt?" Lin Daiyu sobbed, holding a handkerchief to wipe her tears with one hand, and gently touching Bao Cong's back with the other hand, touching the red and blood stains lightly.

Bao Cong grinned, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."

It's all turned into numbness...