In the small study room, Jia She sat in front of the dark sandalwood table, watching and playing with the pot-shaped Ru kiln in his hand.
He was wearing luxurious robes, with a long black crown on his head, and a hosta on his head. He looked quite dignified at first glance.
But his hunched shoulders, gray beard, sideburns, and hollow eyes all exposed his old and frail body that was invaded by alcohol and sex, and was strong on the outside but dry on the inside.
He is the hereditary first-class powerful general of Rong Guo Gong, and he is also the master of Dongkuoyuan, the branch of Rong Guo Mansion here.
What he was holding in his hand was the treasure he had just bought for three hundred taels of silver.
Three hundred taels of silver, placed in a small household, would be enough for ten years of expenses. But to Jia She, it was nothing, because people said that the porcelain pot was a relic of the previous dynasty, and there was a generation of Tanhua on it.
Lang's inscription was bought with a wave of his sleeves.
Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard the sound of someone running violently on the verandah. Just as he was about to scold him, he saw the housekeeper rushing to the door in a panic, panting: "Master, Master Lian! Second Master Lian!"
Coming towards the study..."
Jia She was furious: "Okay, this little beast still dares to come to see me... huh? Why are you panicking?"
"Second Master, Second Master is holding a sword in his hand!"
Jia She was stunned and said: "What sword?"
"It's just... someone just saw Mr. Lian coming out of his room with a sword in his hand. He immediately came to tell the servant, and the servant hurriedly came to tell the master."
The housekeeper stuttered back, unable to hide the worry on his face
In the morning, Second Master Lian was severely beaten by the Master and almost died. As soon as he woke up, he came to see the Master with a sword in hand. It was said that Second Master Lian had a "gloomy face and looked very scary."
Mr. Lian's violent and unusual behavior made him easily think of bad things.
"Okay, I want to see what this rebellious little beast wants to do!" Jia She can naturally think of anything that the housekeeper can think of.
Although he didn't believe that Jia Lian had the courage to attack him, he couldn't control the fear in his heart, so he shouted to the housekeeper: "Why are you still standing here? Why don't you go and call someone!!"
The butler took the order and turned to leave, but he hesitated.
Jia She's heart trembled for no reason. Following the housekeeper's gaze, he saw a faint figure moving slowly through the window paper, and finally appeared at the door of the room.
Who is that rebellious little beast? He actually holds a shining sword in his hand!
"Second Master Lian, you..." The housekeeper took a step towards the door, trying to stop the advice.
"roll!"
The cold scolding and the sword that seemed to be shaking made the butler immediately step back, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.
His old arms and legs could not withstand the sword of the young and energetic Master Lian. Besides, the opponent was still his master, so if he was hacked to death, his death would be in vain.
"Beast, do you still want to kill your father??"
The housekeeper stepped back and there was no one else in the room. Looking at Jia Lian who walked in with his head buried and without saying a word, Jia She's voice couldn't help but tremble.
Perhaps suppressed by his shout, Jia Lian finally raised his head.
First, he glanced at Jia She who had turned behind the chair and stared at him with a wary expression. He said nothing and had no expression on his face. Then what he saw was Jia She's study.
It may not be appropriate to call it a study, because the bookshelves here, apart from some scattered desolate books, are filled with all kinds of toys and treasures, which have been polished to a shiny shine and shine with precious light.
Under the bookshelf, there were large wooden boxes placed in rows, locked with copper locks. Jia Lian knew that all of them contained treasures that Jia She had collected over the years.
Therefore, this place is not only Jia She's study room, but also his "treasure pavilion".
It has to be said that the furnishings in Jia Lian's house are shabby compared to here. It's no wonder that "he" has tried to sneak into here countless times and steal a few treasures to exchange for money.
Of course, in the end, I didn't dare to take any real action because I was afraid of the old man's power.
Feeling slightly amused in my heart, I saw from the corner of my eye that Jia She's expression was full of anger and he was about to lose control. There were also many footsteps in the corridor outside. Apparently a large number of people came after hearing the news.
Knowing that the time had come, Jia Lian did not hesitate at all. He knelt on the floor with a plop, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and said loudly: "My son has made a big mistake. I came here to ask for death!"
Not to mention the maids crowded at the door of the room, the servants were stunned by his behavior. Even Mrs. Xing, who came in a hurry and wanted to scold Jia Lian loudly, was also stunned.
Jia She suddenly understood something, and the anger on his face subsided slightly. He took a step forward and snorted: "You evil beast, I didn't beat you to death just now, but you got the pleasure of doing this again!"
Mrs. Xing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Jia Lian was really not here to "revenge". She entered the room and said a few words to persuade Jia She to calm down, then turned back to Jia Lian and said: "Lian Er, get up too. It's a clear day in the day."
What is it doing?
If you have anything to say, you just have to talk it over with me. It doesn't matter whether you die or not. You are my only son. If you have something to say, if you can't talk it out, why would you go to the point of using a sword?"
Jia Lian looked up when he heard the sound, his face full of sadness, and there were tears in his handsome and bright eyes.
He stared at Jia She in front of him and said sadly: "My son knows his mistake, but I beg you to calm down. My son is willing to die."
On the surface, Jia Lian looked remorseful and sad, but in fact, Jia Lian was thinking about Mrs. Xing's words.
Jia She clearly had another son, his cheap younger brother, whose single name was "Cong". Why did he become Jia She's only son in Mrs. Xing's eyes?
Then Jia Lian finally understood that in Mrs.
He is the serious master of this courtyard.
She didn't take anyone else seriously, including the children raised by her aunt like Jia Cong.
Although there are worldly conditions to follow, such errors, biased and ridiculous words should not come from the mouth of the head wife.
No wonder Mrs. Xing clearly has a distinguished status and is a first-class imperial concubine, but in the original work she is treated like a concubine, hated by everyone.
But this is fine, as such a person is easy to deal with. In other words, in Dongkua Courtyard, as long as he can deal with Jia She, everything will basically be fine.
Jia She didn't expect that Jia Lian would suddenly be so brave and dare to actually raise his sword and ask him to kill him.
It didn't look like he was being fake, and he didn't have any thoughts of killing him at the moment, but he was still angry after all.
Then I saw the faces of the people gathered at the door were joking, I felt like I was being laughed at, and my anger suddenly found a way to vent.
"Why don't you all get out, what are you doing here?!"
The angry teapot was smashed at the door, and the young man, concubine, and maidservants were immediately frightened and scattered.
With no one else around, Jia She had no scruples and glared at Jia Lian again: "You bastard, you did such an animal thing. I really wish I could follow your wishes and kill you with one sword, so that you, a rebellious and ungrateful thing like you, can't live."
Disgraced our ancestors in this world!"
Faced with Jia She's insults, Jia Lian said in his heart that there is no one better than you in tarnishing your ancestors...but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He only lowered his head and said: "My son knows his mistake, please calm down."
Mrs.
It was hard for Jia She to act like this anymore. After a few more curses, he scolded: "What are you doing here? Why don't you go back over there? Remember this. You don't have to do it again unless I summon you in the future."
When you come back, you don't even have to say hello, so as not to make me angry."
After hearing Jia She's words, Jia Lian knew that his goal had been achieved.
There was nothing he could do about it.
In this world, Lao Tzu is the king's law and heaven!
If he wants to rebel against heaven, the risk is too high. Even in terms of his current status, resisting Jia She is seeking death!
Therefore, facing Jia She's anger, his only choice was to calm down.
That's why they played such a trick of striking first and putting people on the spot to survive.
In the end, the result was okay, and he no longer had to consider whether to abandon his sword and run away, or to fight back with a sword and then escape and wait for a narrow escape.
"Why don't you get out yet?"
Jia She was in a depressed mood. Seeing that Jia Lian didn't leave after putting down his sword, he shouted again.
But he saw that Jia Lian hesitated again and again and asked again: "My son knows that he has committed a serious crime and should die. I will die. However, my body, hair, skin, and everything on me are all gifts from the master. Not only have I failed to repay the favor to the master,
The grace of giving birth to a child, if my fault affects my reputation today, even if I die, my son will really feel uneasy..."
Although Jia Lian spoke implicitly, he believed that both Jia She and Mrs. Xing could understand clearly.
It is true that if word of what happened today were spread, his reputation would be completely lost.
But, for Jia She, why not?
What's more, he is just a young man in the Duke's mansion. If something like this happened, he would just stay behind closed doors and let others laugh at him.
But for Jia She, it was miserable.
He bears the title of his ancestors and is of the first rank. Even when he enters the court and listens to government affairs, he is also at the forefront.
The more noble a person is, the more he cares about appearance. He does not believe that Jia She would be willing to let outsiders, even colleagues in the DPRK, point fingers at him.
Sure enough, after listening to his words, Jia She's chest obviously rose and fell several times.
Suddenly he grabbed the jade-white tea cup in front of him and smashed it on Jia Lian's head.
Even though Jia Lian was on guard and avoided immediately, the tea cup still fell on his shoulder.
The severe pain caused Jia Lian to lower his head quickly to prevent the coldness in his eyes from being seen by the two people in the room.
Sure enough, only by personally experiencing this kind of oppression and humiliation can we deeply understand the original anger and resentment.
No one will retain the bond between father and son when facing a father who beats and scolds him frequently and has no regard for dignity and life and death.
In the original mind, I have long wished that the old man would die early and be well...
This is very good, and it is in line with his wishes. In the future, he will not have to worry about so many things.
"Damn beast, you still have the nerve to say that, your ancestors will be embarrassed!"
Jia Shewu scolded himself and glanced at the table.
Fortunately, there was nothing else on the table at this time except the previous-generation porcelain pot that he had just bought and couldn't bear to throw away.
Seeing that Jia She was angry again, Mrs.
It would be best if today's incident is spread."
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Compared to dealing with Jia Lian, Jia She really cared more about his own reputation.
Mrs.
"My son has no intention of abusing himself, but just for the sake of the master's reputation. After he returns later, if Feng Yatou asks where his son's injuries came from, the son will only say that he accidentally left the amethyst jade that he treasured very much in the master's study for many years.
The jade bottle was broken, and the master was angry for a moment, so he hit me twice." Jia Lian raised his head with a calm expression.
When Jia She and Mrs. Xing heard this, they subconsciously looked at a small but extremely rare jade vase in the corner, and understood what Jia Lian meant.
That's right, after calming down Jia She's anger, Jia Lian was not in a hurry to leave.
He also wanted to save his reputation.
There are not many wealthy families in the first place, and many of them are speculative and false.
Therefore, as long as Jia She no longer pursues him and is even willing to give him cover, today's incident can be covered up to the maximum extent.
I believe that many people in both houses will have heard about the turmoil in Dongkua Courtyard today. They must give a reasonable explanation.
As for whether you believe it or not, I don’t know. Anyway, no one will come to verify it.
As for whether Jia She was willing to provide him with cover, Jia Lian believed that for the sake of his own reputation, Jia She would agree.
Sure enough, although Jia She thought more and more and became angrier, he finally acquiesced to Jia Lian's statement, but he became more and more unhappy with Jia Lian, scolding him with a sullen face.
Jia Lian didn't feel angry at all about this, and led him with humility on his face. He waited until Jia She's scolding was exhausted before he resigned and left.
…
Seeing that the matter had subsided and there was no one else in the room, Mrs.
Send him away, or beat him to death directly..."
Jia She said: "I asked you just now. It was Lian'er, the beast, who intimidated her."
"But……"
"Okay, this happened just now. If you sent her away later, wouldn't you tell the world clearly? Then do I still need to lose my face?"
Mrs.
.It would be a pity if it was smashed for nothing, why not give it to me, I will have someone secretly take it out, and you can get some money back."
Although Jia She was reluctant to give up, for the sake of his own face, he had no choice but to give up.
Mrs. Xing then smiled happily.
Today is not in vain. Although she has to give the money back to Jia She, there are still some benefits in passing it through her hands.