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Chapter 49 Sesame paste as a lobbyist

 "Don't commit suicide! Suicide will not solve the problem!"

Jia Lian rushed into the pavilion, but heard the mirror sigh:

"Stop shouting, she can't hear you.

The master is now a phantom in the mirror, separated from her like yin and yang."

"Then go and save people! Aren't you that fairy mirror? You must have a way to prevent her from committing suicide!"

Jia Lian tried to pull Qin Keqing's arm, but his hand turned out to be like a phantom in the void, unable to grasp anyone or anything in reality.

The mirror seemed to be filled with emotion, and Man Sheng muttered:

"The painted beams in spring are all covered with fragrance, and the sky in the fragrant tower is depressing.

When good things come to an end and all the charm is gone, who will pity those who are in a hurry?"

"Stop reciting sad poems at this time! Save people quickly!"

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The maid next to Qin Keqing is obviously more effective than Fengyue Baojian.

She hugged Qin Keqing, lowered her voice and cried:

"Grandma, you must not do this! You must not do this!

Grandma should think about it. The master in the family is over seventy years old, but Brother Zhong is less than fourteen, and he has no biological mother alive. Grandma has to worry about everything in the Qin family.

If the eldest grandma gives up, how can she teach the Qin family, the old and the young, how to live?

What's more, the Qin family's situation is not good now. Grandma is in the Jia family, but she can still help occasionally, and the Qin family's life can be easier and faster.

In the first few days, grandma asked me to go back and deliver clothes to the master. I heard that in order for Brother Zhong to go to Jia's school, the master had to scrape together everything to raise twenty-four taels. How could grandma be willing to let them go to school in the future?

Hard month?

The master is counting on Brother Zhong to be a promising young man. When he can get a meritorious service, the Qin family will have hope."

Qin Keqing also cried in a low voice:

"But how can we wait until then... He can't let me go...

When I came back from Rongguo Mansion today, he took a chance and snatched a gold hairpin from my head.

Just now I went to serve dinner to my mother-in-law, and I saw him pinning my gold hairpin on his head in a grand manner.

Jia Rong also saw it, but said nothing.

Although I am a daughter of a small family and have no biological parents, I am not at the point where I have to rely on my father-in-law to survive in this world.

If I didn't have this bit of integrity, I don't know why I would still keep this tone and suffer in this world.

Now I am swallowing my anger and doing everything possible to avoid it, but rumors of uncleanness have begun to spread in this house. If I were careless and fell into his trap, I don't know how many people would stab me in the back and scold me.



"No one said anything behind his back?

Who doesn’t talk behind someone’s back?

If the eldest grandma was hanged for being a fool, even if I knew that the eldest grandma was innocent and could be proven to the sun and the moon, wouldn’t the bastards be more proud of the arrangement? They don’t care what is there and what is not, what is unheard of, what wouldn’t the eldest grandma be more proud of?

Died unjustly?

How about - how about I go to the temple tomorrow to burn incense for Grandma, pray for the Bodhisattva's blessings, and draw a stick for Grandma to make a divination. God may have some guidance, okay?"

Ruizhu finally persuaded the heartbroken Qin Keqing.

When the pale Qin Keqing stood up unsteadily, Ruizhu couldn't support her, so she could only carry her away.

Unable to spare any time to carry the gauze lantern, the master and servant staggered and left in the dark.

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Looking blankly at the solitary small gauze lantern placed on the ground in the pavilion, Jia Lian couldn't help but sigh:

Such a weak woman from a humble background endured many hardships behind her back. She encountered an incompetent husband and a beastly father-in-law. In a world where women could not divorce or leave, she had the strong character to fight to the death.

, it’s really admirable.

If such a woman is allowed to die with hatred in the end, it is simply unreasonable.

But how can I rescue her?

"Does the master like Qin Keqing?" Jing Jing's sudden question startled Jia Lian, who was deep in thought.

"The mangy monk wanted to protect Lin Daiyu because he fell in love with Lin Daiyu?"

Mirror was so choked that he couldn't speak. After a long while, he carefully asked:

"Master, she has been benevolent and received mercy, even to the point of freezing herself.

If you go back tonight, you will have to ask a doctor to see a doctor. She should be fine. Shall we go back first?"

Jia Lian: "She seems to be very ill. Do you call this 'all right'? Come on, follow her and have a look."

The mirror suddenly said:

"Someone is looking for the master, please come back quickly."

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After another trance, Jia Lian has returned to the small study.

Someone outside the door called softly: "Second Master."

The gentle voice is exactly that of Ping'er.

Jia Lian got up from the bed, straightened his clothes, sat down at the table, and then said: "Come in."

Ping'er pushed open the door lightly and came in, holding a tray in his hand. On the tray was a bowl of hot sesame paste, exuding an alluring sweet smell.

With her delicate hands, she placed the sesame paste on the table. Ping'er stood aside and said with a smile:

"Second Mistress sent this here because she said that Second Master is prone to hunger on winter nights."

Jia Lian is indeed a little hungry, no, actually a little greedy - this sesame paste is so fragrant, is it the aroma of boiling the sesame seeds out of their soul?

A moment ago, his heart was full of Qin Keqing's life and death, but now he was stuffed with sweet and tempting sesame paste, which made him a little confused.

When Ping'er saw him silent, he thought:

They say that the second master has changed his gender, and it seems to be true.

If in the past, he moved into the study room and his second mistress was not around, he would have had such an opportunity and would have had to be intimate with me in a hurry.

Why are you just staring at Sesame Paste today in a daze? Could it be that the second master also has Baoyu’s dementia?

Ping'er came here under orders, and there were people watching outside the door. He didn't dare not say what he needed to say. He had no choice but to bite the bullet, take a step forward, and said softly:

"The old lady asked the second master to take charge of the affairs of the house again, and the second mistress will naturally obey the old lady's words.

But the second master also knows that there are hundreds of people in this family, and how many big and small troubles happen every day?

The second master couldn't stand such trivial matters before, but thanks to the second grandma, she didn't find it too complicated. In the past two years, she has been taking care of everything big and small, and nothing has gone wrong.

The second master is a man who does great things, and there are many places to show off his talents in the officialdom outside. Why should he be trapped in this pile of needles and threads in the house?"

Jia Lian didn't say anything, just stood up and walked leisurely in the room.

He knew in his heart that Wang Xifeng had been in power for two years and was addicted to the sweetness. He would not let go so easily.

"The second master also knows the temper of the second grandma. She is born with a strong temper. In fact, she has a sharp mouth but a tofu heart. As long as the second master tolerates her, everyone will be in peace, isn't it good?

Besides, if the second master wants money, he can just go and tell her.

She has a sour face, but she can't bear to say a few kind words. As long as the second master lowers his posture and says soft words, she won't embarrass the second master."

While Ping'er was talking, he quietly looked at Jia Lian, but he couldn't see any reaction on Jia Lian's face. He just saw him pacing moodily, seeming to be listening to himself, but not seeming to be listening.

When Jia Lian passed by the door for the second time, he suddenly opened the door.

Sister Shan, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was unprepared and stumbled in.


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