Ruthless Lian Erye in the Red Chamber

This is the first time that Jia Lian has stepped into Wang Xifeng's house since he came here. For powerful families like them, even husband and wife do not want to live together every day. Jia Lian also has his own house, which can let When he didn't want to find a woman, he was alone. These days, he was recuperating in his own house.

When Jia Lian stepped into Wang Xifeng's room, she saw Wang Xifeng half leaning on the bed, stroking her undisturbed belly tenderly, and seeing herself coming in, she snorted coldly: "Why is the Lord free to visit me today? You want to divorce me back to my natal family again, but I can't, I am pregnant with a son this time, so I can no longer divorce me because I have no children."

"It's best." Jia Lian said coldly.

"What do you mean?" Wang Xifeng immediately stared at Jia Lian with beautiful eyes.

Jia Lian looked at the old imperial doctor who was already writing the prescription, and asked, "How long has my wife been pregnant?"

The imperial physician also came quickly to see these powerful clansmen. He was neither humble nor overbearing when he asked Jia Lian's question, but when he saw Jia Lian's cold face, his heart trembled, and his attitude unconsciously respected him a bit: "My lord Madame has been pregnant for two months, but she was too tired before, so it didn't show up."

Two months, it seems to be the child of the predecessor.

Jia Lian nodded, went to Wang Xifeng's bed and sat down, ignoring Wang Xifeng's surprised expression, wiped her wrist: "It's just a little tired, but the child is still fine," Jia Lian withdrew his hand and looked at Wang Xifeng : "I hope you will be smarter, let go of the rights in your hand, and let this child be born safely first."

"Why?" When Wang Xifeng heard that he was going to let go of his rights, he was immediately unhappy, and he almost jumped out of bed: "Jia Lian, do you know what you are talking about? Without the power of stewardship, it's up to those in the house." People are used to being snobbish and bullying us, not to mention that you are now a white man with no official position." After speaking, he stared at Jia Lian panting, with that expression, He looked very angry.

Jia Lian didn't care about Wang Xifeng's attitude. He stood up, patted his clothes, and said calmly, "Are you the housekeeper? Don't you have the key to the warehouse? Or do you not need to consult your good aunt, and you can make decisions on everything yourself?" ? Housekeeper, I think you are just a big maid."

Wang Xifeng was so angry that he threw the soft pillow behind him, and Jia Lian turned slightly to avoid it: "You just can't see me, right, Jia Lian, how can I feel sorry for you, sorry for your Rongguo Mansion, if you want to do this Buried me."

"The housekeeper or the child, stay here and wait for me to accept a royal order, or be dismissed by me and returned to the royal family to become an abandoned wife, you choose yourself,"

Jia Lian looked at Wang Xifeng coldly, without any emotion in his eyes, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing: "I just want to say, if you can't keep this child this time, you don't have to think about having a child anymore. Because I will definitely divorce you, and no one can stop you."

"Jia Lian." Wang Xifeng roared.

Jia Lian turned around, looked at the old doctor who had already prescribed the prescription, and stood aside with an embarrassed expression, and nodded: "I made you laugh."

"Where is it?" The old doctor cupped his hands and said, "Then the old man will leave first."

Jia Lian cast a glance at Ping'er: "Go see her off."

Ping'er swallowed his saliva, nodded hurriedly, then lowered his head and led the old doctor out, and also stuffed the old doctor with an unclear purse, telling the old doctor to keep what he saw today a secret.

The imperial physicians in the palace are not human beings. Even if they see unreasonable things, they will keep their mouths shut. After all, imperial physicians are considered a high-risk occupation.

The old doctor nodded quickly, expressing that he was completely ignorant of what happened today.

Jia Lian turned his head and looked at Wang Xifeng who was lying on the bed, still panting, and said, "Pregnant women, please calm down and take a good rest. I will come to see you tomorrow."

"Whoever wants you to read it, get out of here."

Ping'er outside the door watched Jia Lian come out with a calm face, looked at Jia Lian hesitatingly, and said softly: "Master, grandma..."

"Look at your grandma carefully. You must know that only when she is good can you be good. I think you are also a sensible person."

"Slave, servant, I know."

Jia Lian was imprisoned by Shi Taijun, he was not allowed to leave the house, nor was he given money, and he was not allowed to have a woman. Originally, he thought that with Jia Lian's personality, he would not be able to bear it in a few days, and would come back crying and begged. She, when the time comes, Shi Taijun will take the opportunity to teach him a lesson and make many demands, so as to avenge Jia Lian for Shi Taijun.

But everyone was wrong. The scene of Jia Lian admitting defeat that everyone had been looking forward to did not appear, but instead saw Jia Lian living a comfortable life after being grounded.

Jia Lian got up every morning, practiced swords for an hour in the martial arts training ground where Bao'er and Jian'er had rested, and then went to Wang Xifeng's house for a walk, mainly to get Wang Xifeng's pulse, and went back to the house without leaving any food At the end of the afternoon, if you practice swordsmanship for another hour, you will return to your study to read or practice calligraphy. After dinner, you will go back to your room.

Life is going well, with incomparable rules, which makes all the people who are waiting to watch the show dumbfounded.

Jia Lian practiced one movement every day when he practiced swords. Even facing a wooden stake, he kept drawing, stabbing, and withdrawing the sword. This movement, which seems very simple to outsiders, he did very seriously, as if he was performing Like a certain ritual, every sword hits the same position on the stake, every sword strikes with the same strength, angle and speed, and every sword is perfect.After stabbing one hand a thousand times, switch to the other hand stabbing a thousand times, and then switch back after that, repeating this without stopping for an hour.

Bao'er and Jian'er, who were standing on guard, yawned quietly and looked at each other.

"Tell me, can our master practice peerless swordsmanship like this?" Bao'er said in a low voice.

"Who knows," Jian'er glanced at Jia Lian who was still stabbing the sword seriously: "Anyway, as long as you are obedient, don't go looking for women, and don't make any fools. You know, Second Mistress Lian wants us to keep an eye on her now. Lord, think about Second Mistress' methods, and do things obediently."

Bao'er thought for a while about Wang Xifeng's method of punishing servants, shook her body, nodded her head sensibly, and looked at Jia Lian who was practicing sword.

Jia Lian hasn't been idle these days, and he started practicing his internal strength after returning to the house every day. It stands to reason that Jia Lian's body has always been a playboy before. After the best age for martial arts training, one cannot practice internal strength.But as a former sword master, Sun Wangmei refused to admit defeat just like that. After trying to practice for a few nights, she found that the dantian of the lower abdomen started to feel hot, as if she had internal strength.

Could it be that because I originally knew internal strength, I also brought it into this body?The answer is naturally unexpected, but Sun Wangmei found that her internal strength increased rapidly, which is by no means something that can be obtained through ordinary practice. It seems that the internal strength has really followed, and after it came, it also changed Jia Lian. With the quality of the body, the body has become extremely good.

On this day, Jia Lian came to Wang Xifeng as usual to check her pulse.

Because of Jia Lian's previous threats, although Wang Xifeng has not completely resigned from the housekeeper during this period of time, she also resigned a lot of things on the grounds of lack of energy after pregnancy, so that every time Jia Lian went to Wang Xifeng's room, she couldn't see anything. A woman who came to report.

Jia Lian put his hand on Wang Xifeng's wrist, nodded, then turned to look at Ping'er who was standing aside: "Has the imperial doctor come yet?"

"Well, the imperial physician has already come and prescribed a prescription for grandma."

Jia Lian stretched out his hand: "Bring me the recipe."

Ping'er glanced at Wang Xifeng, then fetched the new prescription prescribed by the imperial physician and handed it to Jia Lian.

Jia Lian looked down and handed Fang Zi back: "During this time, you'd better let things go completely."

"You," Wang Xifeng pursed her lips. She had discussed it with Heping before, and felt that she still had to rely on Jia Lian after all. , I still cared about her, so I held back my anger: "My lord also knows that our Rongguo Mansion is considered a big family. There are so many things every day. I have tried my best to leave things to my aunt, but there are some things that my aunt is old. I’m getting older and lack energy, so I’ll help a little.”

"She's old and doesn't have enough energy, but you have enough energy when you're pregnant," Jia Lian continued.

Seeing Jia Lian's tepid and paralyzed face, Wang Xifeng finally got angry and was about to shout out when the voice of the mother-in-law came from outside the door.

"Second Master Lian, Second Mistress Lian, the old matriarch told you to go to Rongqing Hall quickly, there is something important to talk about."

Seeing that the woman hadn't entered the house, Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng began to shout, and they sounded anxious, and immediately understood that something serious happened to Shi Taijun.

Although Jia Lian didn't have a good impression of the people in this mansion, he saw Wang Xifeng eagerly getting out of bed to put on his shoes, and finally followed him helplessly.

As soon as the two entered the Rongqing Hall, they saw Shi Taijun sitting in the upper seat, holding the precious Jia Baoyu and crying bitterly. The people in the room comforted the old lady while crying, and the scene was quite chaotic.

Seeing Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng coming in, Shi Taijun cried, "Miner, Miner is gone."

Miner?Jia Lian tilted her head slightly, trying to recall whether she knew this person in her mind, and saw Wang Xifeng already holding a handkerchief, wiping her tears, walking towards Shi Taijun step by step, the grief on her face was like a dead parent .

"Ancestor, my condolences, if Aunt Min is alive in heaven, I don't want my ancestor to be so sad for her." Wang Xifeng cried.

It turned out to be Jia She's younger sister, Jia Lian remembered that there was another aunt in the family who married to Yangzhou.

"My poor Min'er." Shi Taijun cried again, holding Jia Baoyu in his arms and rubbing it constantly, constantly talking about what a gentle and beautiful woman Jia Min is.

Jia Baoyu had never met Jia Min before, but when he heard that Jia Min was such a fairy-like figure, he immediately felt sad and regretted that he hadn't seen him. Now that Jia Min died, he had no chance, so he also Follow Shi Taijun and start crying.

Jia Lian stood there quietly, watching the people in the room crying there, and sneered in her heart. She didn't know how many people in this room really cried for the dead Jia Min.

Shi Taijun cried for a while, then stopped his tears, looked at Jia Lian who had been standing all the time, and frowned: "Lian'er, now your Aunt Min is gone, leaving only one daughter behind, as the saying goes, the eldest son of a widow does not marry. Your uncle is a man who is not good at educating your cousin, why don't you go to Yangzhou and bring your hard-fated cousin here so that I can teach her well."

Jia Lian glanced over the ones who were wiping away tears. They were Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun, and Jia Xichun who were raised by Jia's mother. I heard that there was another Jia Yuanchun who was now fighting for his life as a female official in the palace. He said lightly: " I'm being grounded."

Mother Jia was so angry that she threw a teacup in front of Jia Lian's feet, and shouted: "If you are told to go, go, there are so many words there, your cousin's life is miserable, and you, a cousin, don't care at all. It can be seen that you are a cold person. Cold-hearted fellow."

"I used to practice ruthless swordsmanship."

"Screw your shit," Shi Taijun was angry, swearing out, slamming his chest and crying: "I'm old, I'm so disgusted by my own children and grandchildren, Lord, take me away."

A group of people were so frightened that they immediately came forward to comfort her, and Wang Xifeng stared at Jia Lian even more reproachfully: "Master, at this time, you should stop making trouble. If something happens to your ancestors, can you bear it?"

Jia Lian glanced at Wang Xifeng's slightly pregnant belly, nodded, "Okay, I'll start right away." Then he turned around and left the Rongqing Hall.

At the gate of the Rongqing Hall, Jia Lian met Jia She and Jia Zheng who came in a hurry, nodded, without saying much, and went straight past them, Jia She was so angry that he jumped on the spot again and cursed a few times: "Unfilial son."

Jia Lian said that he was going to leave immediately, that is to say, as soon as he went back, he immediately asked Bao'er to pack up a simple salute for him, and asked Jian'er to find a good horse, and brought enough silver from the account room, with such a black sheath sword He and Bao'er and Jian'er rode straight to Yangzhou.

So much so that Wang Xifeng persuaded Shi Taijun to come back from Rongqingtang, and wanted to tidy up and salute Jia Lian, and instruct Bao'er and Jian'er in detail, so that the two could keep a close eye on Jia Lian, in case Jia Lian had any romantic affair outside. But it was empty.

"My lord is gone?" Wang Xifeng's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief: "This, this is too fast."