I, Jia She, have money [Red Mansion]

Jia Amnesty took out the family separation document that he carried with him, "My brother's memory should not be too bad, why don't we go and ask my mother, she also pressed her fingerprint on it."

"This old ancestor, take a look, is it written in black and white?" Jia She handed the document to a respected elder of the tribe next to him, and he checked it carefully. There was nothing wrong with it. People have indeed separated, it is written in black and white.

Oh my goodness, this contract of family separation is too unfair. Those who don’t know think Jia Zheng is the first son and Jia She is the second son. “General, can you read the documents clearly?” the elders of the clan asked Jia She Because of Jia Amnesty's previous performance, the elders in the clan had a good impression of him, but a bad impression of Jia Zheng.

Jia She nodded, "The older brother must take care of the younger brother." Jia She said quite generously, but Jia Zheng was stingy in comparison.

what care? !He deserves it... Jia Zheng wanted to refute, but according to etiquette, Jia Zheng really took advantage of it, so he couldn't refute it, so he could only shut up.

In Jia Zheng's eyes, Jia Amnesty's magnanimous look really pissed him off.

"The general is really generous." The elders of the clan praised Jia Amnesty in front of Jia Zheng.

One person boasted, and the others followed suit. Jia Amnesty is really generous. He not only subsidizes their travel expenses, but also gives them money to go to the capital. The most rare thing is that he sold the property of the family to repair the ancestral temple. What is this? Character, self-sacrifice for others!

The same two brothers, how can there be such a big gap in life!

The family members turned to Jia Zheng and said, what should we do next? General Jia said that it has nothing to do with Rongguo Mansion. Rongguo Mansion is Rongguo Mansion. Rongguo Mansion is out.

All eyes were on Jia Zheng, Jia Zheng was like an ant on a hot pot.

"Lord Jia, how much money do you want?" Jia Amnesty waved the document in front of Jia Zheng's eyes. Don't forget that the document said in black and white that Jia Amnesty's family wealth was four and Jia Zheng's was six. Let alone foreign debts, everyone is not a fool. People's foreign debts are basically dead houses, how many of them are repaid?

Jia She, who only got [-]% of the family wealth, took out five shops and one Zhuangzi, tens of thousands of taels of silver. If Jia Zheng paid less than Jia She, wouldn't it be good?

Jia Amnesty forced Jia Zheng into a dilemma, wanting the clan's face, he spent money to repair the ancestral temple. If he didn't give up the money, Jia Zheng might not be able to hold his head up in front of the clan in the future.

Jia Amnesty seems to have experienced a similar scene, oh, yes, it happened in his previous life. Jia Zheng squeezed himself, put himself in a dilemma, and tried to find a crack in the ground to get in. It seems that Jia Zheng is stronger than himself, at least he has a thick skin several degrees.

"I can't decide on this matter for a while, and I have to discuss it with my mother. After all, my mother lives with me in Rongguo Mansion." Jia Zheng, unable to make a decision, pulled Jia Mu out again.

Why didn't Jia Amnesty find out that Jia Zheng was a real mother boy before?Having trouble finding your mother?

No wonder Jia's mother is so biased towards Jia Zheng, it turns out that crying children have milk to eat.

When the elders heard this, their complexions instantly darkened. Jia Zheng went to his mother to discuss it in such a tone that he thought that a grown man did not take the slightest responsibility. No wonder Jia Amnesty wanted to separate from him. Anyone who has such a younger brother should Break up!

"Go and ask, let him ask." An elder of the clan said in an old voice while leaning on a cane.

Jia Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when someone finally came out to rescue him. He just said that he ran around for clan affairs in the past few years. No matter how hard he worked, there was always someone who remembered his goodness.

"Don't answer casually, his mother won't give him any money." The elders of the clan continued, what they just said was half-spoken.

Wucao, these words are too hurtful, it is short of saying that Jia Zheng asked Jia's mother for pocket money, or the ginger is still old and spicy, and the mouth is crisp!

As soon as the old man said this, the whole room roared with laughter, and Jia Zheng didn't save any face.

If Jia Zheng is a man of flesh and blood, he should shout loudly at this time, isn't it just money, I'll pay! !

You can earn money if you lose money, but can you make up for the loss of face?

It's a pity that Jia Zheng inherited Jia's mother's narrow-mindedness and was reluctant to part with money. These days, face can't be eaten as food. Why should he buy face with money? He is not stupid.

Jia Zheng endured it abruptly.

"I admire your shamelessness!" Jia Amnesty admired silently in his heart. From another perspective, his younger brother is talented in forbearance.

"Dian Mo, go find your ancestors." Jia Zheng said to the boy next to him, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Dianmo is powerful, and quickly ran to Jiamu's yard. Ningguo Mansion is not far from Rongguo Mansion. It takes half an hour for Dianmo to go back and forth in a carriage plus Jiamu's ink marks. .

This half an hour was particularly tormenting for Jia Zheng. He lost all face and had to sit and greet him with a smile on his face.

"Oh, it's not easy for you, Xi'er, I will definitely support you, why don't I just pay my tobacco money for a year, ten taels of silver." An elder said.

Jia Zheng rolled his eyes, are you willing to give me ten taels of silver? ?He also has ten taels, how about giving him ten taels? ?

For Jia Zheng, ten taels is nothing, but for an old man with no income, ten taels is not a small amount of money, even though Jia Amnesty gave the elder 50 taels of silver before.

"In this way, I will also pay twelve taels." Another elder said.

A small amount of money makes a lot, each person puts out ten taels of silver, eighty elders quickly gather 100 taels of silver, there are those who have a good family background and give a few hundred taels, Jia Amnesty makes a lot of money, it’s not good for them to be stingy, In the end, these people actually scraped together 2000 taels of silver, all willingly.

Such a result was unexpected to everyone. Previously, all the clansmen thought that raising money to repair the ancestral temple would be unpleasant, and they didn't want it to go so smoothly. All the credit was due to Jia She.

"Why, Zheng'er's mother hasn't come yet, maybe it's because she doesn't want to give you money."

"Zheng'er has been an official for many years, so what does the government say?"

"It's not like that, what he said to eat still counts."

For the only person who hadn't donated any money, the tribe started the group mocking mode.

Forbearance, I don't have the same knowledge as country bumpkins, Jia Zheng said in his heart, he imagined himself as a wronged literati.

……

"My old mother, when are you coming..." Jia Zheng hoped that Jia's mother would come to rescue him.

Inside Jia Mu's house.

At this moment, Mother Jia is eating happily. After a day of hunger, she has lost a lot of weight. , It’s just that it hurts too much, and Jia’s mother can’t open her mouth wide. She asks the servants who serve the meal to grind the food little by little, and then eat slowly.

"This child, even if you are in a hurry, you shouldn't be cruel next time." Jia Mu complained to Jia Zheng in her heart, but it was only a few words. Jia Mu didn't take it to heart. It is Jia Zheng's relationship with himself.

"Old ancestor, something happened, something happened!" Dianmo shouted at the door before entering.

Mother Jia was drinking soup, and almost choked her in one breath. Nanny Lai hurried forward and handed the handkerchief in front of Mother Jia. .

"What are you doing, you're going to die!" Mother Jia was annoyed, but she could only say a few words because the corners of her mouth were uncomfortable.

"What are you doing? You're in such a panic that the dog kicked you out!" Nanny Lai swears at Dianmo at the door. Nanny Lai has been by Mother Jia's side for a long time, and she understands Mother Jia's thoughts thoroughly.

Dianmo said nothing at the door, and he didn't want to be so flustered, but the matter was urgent, and his master couldn't wait... Sigh, what's the matter.

"Come in," said Jia's mother, knowing that Jia Zheng was serving the servants, and Jia's mother didn't have the same knowledge as him.

"What's the matter?" Mother Jia asked, caring about Jia Zheng.

"Old ancestor, the second master let you go, something serious happened." Dianmo said incoherently, the matter was too complicated, for a moment he didn't know where to start.

Mother Jia frowned, what happened to let her go?In short, when I heard something happened, Jiamu's temples throbbed with sudden pain. There have been too many moths recently, and Jiamu couldn't take care of them. Go evil?

"I'm asking you, what's the matter!" Nanny Lai asked on behalf of Mother Jia, "Don't smear the ink, tell me quickly." Nanny Lai went up and kicked Mo Mo, who was in a hurry to blame her master!

"Back to the ancestors, the ancestors in the clan asked the second master to donate silver, and the second master invites you to come over and make up your mind." Dianmo said cautiously.

"Silver?" Mother Jia frowned even more, because mentioning money would hurt her feelings.

No, isn't Jia Amnesty responsible for the affairs of the clan? Why did Jia Zheng send someone to look for him? Mother Jia noticed something was wrong.

If the slaves around Jia She came to ask him to preside over the overall situation, it would be reasonable. Of course, if Jia She really sent someone to invite Jia Mu to come, Jia Mu would definitely not go there.

"Where's the uncle?" Mother Jia asked the key point.

At the mention of Jia Amnesty, Dian Mo's face turned pale, "Go back to the ancestors, the second master will not care about the uncle."

whatever, what do you mean? ?

"What do you mean? What does it mean that the uncle doesn't care about the second master? Why does our second master still need the uncle to care?" Lai Mama asked a bit.

Dian Mo blushed, and organized his words, "The uncle and the second master separated, and then the uncle asked the second master to donate money to build the ancestral temple."

Jia Mu, what? ? ! !Separation, who separated? ?