Under Jia Liu's constant comfort, the eldest sister Jia Yun gradually calmed down. When her brother Dongge said that he was also an official in the court, Jia Yun suddenly felt hope in her heart. She choked with sobs and begged her brother to save her father and husband.
"I know everything. Don't worry. With my brother here, my second uncle and my brother-in-law will be fine. If something happens to them, my brother will ask all the officials in Yongping Mansion to bury them with them!"
Jia Liu gave his eldest sister a guarantee in a very calm tone and told her that Shuan Zhu had gone to the county government office to rescue his second uncle. In addition, he had someone go to Shanhaiguan to ask Manchu to release Lin Xiucai.
In short, as long as he is here, the sky will not fall.
After hearing what his eldest brother said, Jia Yun, who had always been nervous and had even prepared to live alone, suddenly felt relieved, but he was still worried and cautiously asked his eldest brother what kind of official he was.
"This brother's official position is very big. Let me tell you this, the officials in this area, whether they are flag officers or Han officials, all have to listen to your brother."
Jia Liu smiled and touched his eldest sister's forehead. The eldest sister was wet because she had thrown herself into the well. Jia Liu hurriedly asked his men to bring the clothes he bought for his sisters from Tianjin and asked his younger sister Jia Ling to change with her sister.
, then led by the two sisters, he went to see his aunt Jia Wu.
It was obvious to the Lin family that the officers and soldiers were not raiding their home, and their daughter-in-law, who had not yet visited the house, called the young man who brought the soldiers brother. The Manchu soldiers who were originally guarding their home were even more frightened, and they suddenly caught him like a drowning man.
They gathered around like straw.
The father and son kept saying that they were wronged and so on. It was not that Jia Liu didn't want to have a cordial conversation with them. After all, they were his brother-in-law's family, and they were also considered relatives. It was appropriate to be polite to each other over a cup of tea and a meal.
But because he was eager to visit his aunt first, it was really inconvenient to talk to the Lin family and his son, so he asked Baozhu to deal with it on his behalf.
"Yes Yes."
The Lin family father and son did not dare to say anything more. After watching Sister Jia Yun accompany their eldest brother to the side yard, Lin Yongqiang plucked up the courage to ask Baozhu a few words.
The general idea is that his wife's brother is an official in Beijing. Is he here specifically to deal with the Lin family? He is just trying to euphemistically express whether the eldest brother of the Jia family can settle the matter. After all, his son is guilty of conspiracy.
Most people may not be able to handle major cases.
Baozhu has been with the President for a long time, and is much more flexible in dealing with people. He smiled and comforted the nervous Lin Yongqiang and said: "Don't panic, Mr. Lin, there is nothing in this world that my family can't solve. Your son's matter is a trivial matter, and it will be tomorrow at most."
You’ll be back soon.”
Hearing what others said, Lin Yongqiang must have been filled with surprises.
Not to mention taking a reassurance pill, at least half of it.
"This military master, do you know what official position Mr. Jia holds in Beijing?"
Although Lin Xiucai's eldest brother Lin Defu has no fame, he has seen the world and knows that a major conspiracy is a big case. It will be even more serious if it is reported to the emperor. Therefore, he is worried that if a relative of the Jia family in Beijing is a junior official, he may not be able to do so.
How useful it can be.
Then the joy will be in vain.
After his younger brother was arrested, many people told him that he was involved in prison, and even the prefect could not help him.
If you want to settle things, you need someone in the government who can do it.
It is precisely because there is no one in the court, or even in the mansion, that their whole family is waiting to die here.
What I think about most every day is probably blaming his ignorant brother.
That’s right, if you don’t read good books, don’t take exams for fame, and you’re so full that you can’t find a dictionary, it really shows that you can do more things than the great ancestor Kangxi, right?
"My lord's official position is definitely enough to smooth this matter with your family,"
Baozhu roughly guessed Lin Defu's thoughts and smiled: "If it's not enough, my lord can also ask the foreman, the military minister, the Manchu and Han ministers, and the Prince of Hats to help your family with activities. If this is not enough, my lord will personally tell the emperor.
Your Majesty, the Emperor probably wants to sell some face to my lords in this matter."
"ah?"
Lin Yongqiang and his son were shocked: The Jia family still had such a arrogant relative, even the emperor wanted to sell face to him?
In surprise, Lin Defu asked, who was as confused as his father: "What kind of official does Mr. Jia hold?"
"Minister of the Governor-General's Department directly under the Central Government."
Baozhu gave the answer and glanced at the Lin family father and son with a smile: "This official should be old enough, right?"
Although Jia Wu was born in Qili, she looked no different from ordinary Han women.
My feet are not bound, and I have lived with my husband farming in Linyu for the past two years. My body is much stronger than when I was in Qili.
However, these days, because of the incident between her son-in-law and her husband, Jia Wu has been really frightened. She, who has always been strong in her life, really can't stand it this time. She can't afford to be sick, and she basically sheds tears every day.
When Jia Liu saw his aunt, the second sister Jia Hong and the third sister Jia Lan were hiding in their aunt's house, while the fourth sister Jia Shuang hid under the bed in the eldest sister's house because of fear.
The three sisters are not very old, the eldest Jia Hong is only 16 years old, and the youngest Jia Shuang is only 9 years old. How could they have experienced such things at such a young age? So when Jia Liu pushed the door open and entered, there were two girls huddled beside their mother's bed.
My sister cried out naturally.
Then he just stayed there, staring blankly at Jia Liu, the eldest sister Jia Yuntong, holding the fifth sister Jia Ling.
"It's Brother Dongge!"
Jia Hong was the first to recognize Jia Liu, and excitedly stepped forward and hugged his brother Dongge, whom he had not seen for many years.
Jia Lan also recognized that the person who came in was his uncle's brother, but he didn't rush forward like his second sister. Instead, he stood there in a daze. After a few breaths, he turned around and took his mother's hand, saying happily: "Mom, it's
Brother Dongge from the uncle’s family is here!”
"Dongge?"
Mrs. Jia Wu had just seen her nephew and daughter entering the house. However, she had not seen her nephew for several years and did not recognize her at first sight. It was only after her third daughter shouted a few times that she realized that this was her husband's biological nephew.
"My child is inviting me to my second mother. My child is kowtowing to my second mother!"
Jia Liu habitually wanted to send greetings to his aunt, but then he thought that his second uncle's family were already Han people, so he hurriedly changed to the Han etiquette and knelt down to Jia Wu's family respectfully.
"This kid is really Dongge, he is really Dongge."
Jia Wu was also surprised and happy, and wanted to get out of bed tremblingly.
Jia Liu hurriedly stepped forward to signal to his aunt that she did not have to get up. Then he half-crouched in front of her and held her hand. He said softly: "Second mother, don't worry about your second uncle. My nephew has already ordered someone to call the Yamen to release him."
Jia Wu's hands were still as rough as before, but holding them in her hands made Jia Liuxu feel more friendly.
When he was a child, he had conflicts with Daquan and his son. Every time he ran to his second uncle's house for refuge, his aunt would always coax him to sleep.
Because they both gave birth to daughters, the couple truly regarded their nephew Jia Liu as their son.
It was these rough hands that made Jia Liu, who had lost his mother since childhood, experience the taste of maternal love.