Jia Lian is a person who likes soft things but not hard things.
If you talk to me properly, then we will respect each other and communicate with each other.
If you have any trouble, please beg me politely and softly. Then we can "discuss anything".
But if you take advantage of your seniority and big mouth, and pretend to be arrogant with me at all times, thinking that you can suppress my head and force me to bow my head and submit - humph, then you are blind!
Want to pinch me?
Sorry, I pricked my hand!
If you dare to show off, I'll slap you in the face.
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Jia Lian showed no signs of illness and smiled:
"Second uncle is more powerful than the emperor.
The emperor is very aware of everything, but he didn't notice that I was a confused official, but my second uncle saw it at a glance. When the emperor heard about this ability, he felt ashamed."
With one sentence, Jia Zheng was so frightened that his hands trembled. He was holding a book for decoration in his hand and was thrown out with a "crash".
This...this is too heartbreaking to say.
How dare Jia Zheng take it?
Saying "Yes, I am better than the Emperor"? This is standing on the Emperor's head. Do you think death is too slow?
Say "No, I'm just talking nonsense"? Isn't this just slapping yourself in the mouth? Is uncle shameless?
Jia Zheng was used to blowing his beard and staring at Baoyu and Jia Huan. The two biological sons were suppressed by blood. When they saw Jia Zheng since they were young, they were so scared that they were avoiding cat and mouse. Who dared to talk back to his father?
Therefore, Jia Zheng habitually believed that as soon as he looked down and said something, his nephew Jia Lian, who had looked down upon him since childhood, would immediately bow his head and say "I obey you".
Who knew that Jia Lian would be promoted to a higher position and become such a powerful boss?
His flippant words were equivalent to giving Jia Zheng a hard time.
Jia Zheng, who was used to being a master at home, suddenly felt a big pinch. He couldn't help but feel angry. He stood up from the kang, slapped his hand on the kang table, and said angrily:
"Presumptuous! Bastard!
Is this the rule for a young master like you to talk to your elders?
Have all your ten years of sage books been read into the dog’s belly?”
Jia Lian smiled again:
"My nephew doesn't dare to break the rules.
It's just that no matter how big the uncle is in his nephew's heart, it's not too big.
The word filial piety should be at the forefront, but the word loyalty cannot be exceeded.
The emperor still has to put himself before his uncle, even if he says yes or no?"
Jia Zheng was deflated again.
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Hum hum, Jia Zheng is trying to play tricks on me, but he doesn’t even care whether your brain capacity is even a fraction of my brain capacity?
You suppress me, how dare you suppress the emperor?
I'll use the Emperor, whom you can't afford to offend, as a cover. Let me see what you do!
Not convinced?
Hold it in!
Not happy?
Die!
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Jia Zheng was still stunned by Jia Lian's choking, and Jia Lian began to fight back.
The third time I smiled:
"Second uncle is afraid that our Jia family will be slandered and embarrassed, which is normal, but why bother talking about my nephew being a confused official?
That thief is Baoyu’s godmother, and she comes to our house when she has something to do. This is absolutely true.
Normally, I come here to get some sesame oil money, and sometimes I come to get some donation money, that's fine, but this time the matter involved is a bit big."
He took out two flat hairpins inlaid with red gold from his sleeves and held them in his hands:
"Is this Aunt Zhao?"
When Jia Lian saw it, he immediately recognized that these were birthday gifts given to Aunt Zhao on her 25th and 30th birthdays, and couldn't help but look at Aunt Zhao in surprise.
Aunt Zhao also immediately recognized that she wanted to find an effective way to eliminate Baoyu, so she gave Ma Daopo the twelve taels of silver, two gold hairpins and some satin clothes she had saved.
When she saw that the hairpin fell into Jia Lian's hand, Aunt Zhao was so frightened that she crossed her hands and said hurriedly:
"This...what's this? This is just my offering to Buddha King Bodhisattva.
As long as I'm more relaxed with my hands, I won't use all this to do meritorious deeds just to seek blessings for Brother Huan?"
Jia Zheng coughed and said to Aunt Zhao with a stern face:
"You too, even if you want to make offerings to the Buddha in the temple, you shouldn't use this.
It’s just this time, it won’t happen next time!”
"Don't worry, the hairpin is a trivial matter, the important point is here."
Jia Lian calmly put the hairpin into his sleeve and slowly took out a deed from his sleeve:
"This is a deed of debt for five hundred taels of silver. The creditor is the thief, the debtor, Aunt Zhao.
Based on Aunt Zhao’s monthly salary of two taels of silver, this requires at least more than 20 years of savings.
I would like to ask you for advice. After doing such a great meritorious deed, what kind of big wish did Aunt Zhao make?"
Jia Zheng was shocked, but then he waved his hands again and said:
"Nonsense! Nonsense!
She is a woman, how can she know how to write? How can she write a debt deed?
Someone from outside must have tricked her!"
Jia Lian clapped his hands:
"No!
When I interrogated the thief, I didn't believe the origin of the deed, so I asked the same question.
The thief said that Aunt Zhao called Mrs. Du in and asked her to go find Qian Huai, brother Huan's servant, and ask him to write the deed.
He is Aunt Zhao's nephew, and the name signed by the guarantor is Aunt Zhao's brother Zhao Guoji.
If the second uncle doesn't believe it, call Zhao Guoji and Qian Huai over now and examine the handwriting carefully to see if someone else framed them.
If it turns out that they wrote the debt deed and signed it as the guarantor, then we have to ask carefully who asked them to write it.
Furthermore, I have to ask Aunt Zhao to take a hand mold and compare it carefully with the hand mold on the deed. Then it will be completely clear whether the matter is true or false."
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Every word Jia Lian said was pressed step by step, leaving absolutely no room for excuses.
Cold sweat broke out on Jia Zheng's head. At this time, he had lost the momentum he had just exerted, but his eyes were still staring at Jia Lian, with a look of unwillingness to die.
Of course Jia Lian understands: strike while the iron is hot, beat people with enough control, and beat snakes without leaving anyone alive.
So Jia Lian turned to Aunt Zhao, who was already stunned, and smiled:
"If you don't investigate the matter, you will never know the truth.
If you don’t know the truth, it’s easy to wrongly accuse good people.
If Aunt Zhao was wrongly accused, then the thief would be even more deserving of being cut to pieces.
First of all, after all, Aunt Zhao was not rich to begin with, but just to make offerings to the Buddha, she was tricked by the thief and she took away all the personal money she had saved, including jewelry and clothes. These five hundred taels of silver,
Aunt Zhao won’t be able to afford it for twenty years.
Secondly, not only did the thief and Baoyu have no grievances, but she was also Baoyu's godmother. She had just received five kilograms of sesame oil a day from the old lady, and she turned around and tried to kill people with evil methods.
.Such a person will definitely be dealt with severely and severely by the law.
But if this matter was Aunt Zhao’s idea and she wanted to plot the lives of Baoyu and Sister Feng..."
Jia Lian paused deliberately, frowned and shook his head, as if he was very sorry:
"That would be a big problem.
Now that the thief has been caught, the main culprit involved must also be caught and brought to justice.
As long as she is thrown into prison, she will no longer have the good life of being an aunt and grandmother.
Whether to kill or behead, to beat or to punish, the court has its own laws; even if the court does not pursue the case, our Jia family is not a place without rules, and we should deal with it as we want.
‘The June debt must be paid off quickly’, Aunt Zhao, just wish yourself well.
As for Brother Huan, if you have a mother who was punished for being the legitimate son of Yanzhen, your future prospects will be completely ruined. Let alone the imperial examination, even marrying a wife will be difficult."
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There was a "gudong" sound, the sound of two knees falling to the ground.