The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion - Chapter 370

[Chapter 369]

On the afternoon of May 14th, the showers stopped, and the heavens and the earth were washed.

The stagnant water dripped from both sides of the corridor of the back house of Ningguo Mansion, and thumped on the bluestone slab. There was no melody, but it sounded soothing.

Of course, it also depends on the mood.

At least Jia Rong hurried to the corridor, and when she heard the sound of ding ding dong dong, not only did the dryness in her heart not decrease, it actually increased.

Seeing that at the corner in front of him, a woman was cleaning up the mud accumulated in the corner, he covered his nose and asked in a muffled voice, “Do you know where the master is resting now?”

Seeing that it was Jia Rong asking the question, the old woman hurriedly put aside the tools in her hands, rubbed her hands several times before saying anything, and finally bowed her head in embarrassment, refusing to say a word.

If this is in someone else’s house, and the servant responds so strangely to the master’s questioning, I am afraid that he must be reprimanded a lot – after all, if you know, you know, if you don’t know, you don’t know, how can you not answer the master’s question the truth?

But this is the back house of Ningguo Mansion after all, and it is not the first time that Jia Rong has received such a response, so she suddenly realized that she hastily changed her direction and went straight to his wife Hu’s boudoir.

Sure enough, when they arrived in the small courtyard, they saw that the old lady and the maids were all gone. When they entered the flower hall, they immediately filled their ears with nonsense.

Jia Rong lifted the curtain and looked inside carefully. Seeing that the battle between the ‘father and wife’ was in full swing, although she was very anxious, she didn’t dare to go in to disturb it, so she had to wait patiently in the flower hall.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long to hear that it was already cloudy and raining, and then there was a rustling of clothes.

Jia Rong hurriedly approached the bead curtain again and said respectfully, “Father, my son has an urgent matter to discuss with you, look…”

“Come in and talk.”

Jia Zhen’s tired voice came from inside, and Jia Rong immediately picked up the curtain and entered the inner room, and saw him leaning on the head of the bed, covering his bony ribs with a lining, and his two bare, hairy legs hanging down the head of the bed. He was stepping on a pair of embroidered shoes with thick wooden soles.

And Jia Rong’s wife, Hu Shi, was embracing the thin quilt on the bed, revealing two snow-white arms, but she didn’t intend to get up to meet her husband.

However, he said that Jia Zhen laughed, scolded, and witty in front of others, but was always ‘dignified’ in front of her son. At this time, even if her clothes were disheveled, she still had the demeanor of a ‘strict father’. He instructed: “Tell me, what the hell is going on and bother me?”

“Father!”

He said it indifferently, but Jia Rong didn’t dare to be slighted, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: “I just received the news that the You family has already given the second aunt to Sun Shaozong as a concubine, and even the third aunt will marry that. Liu Xianglian is his wife!”

“what?!”

Hearing this, Jia Zhen jumped up from the head of the bed, grabbed a few steps in front of Jia Rong, grabbed his neck, and roared anxiously, “How is this possible? Who are you listening to? !”

“It shouldn’t be wrong!”

Jia Rong hurriedly said again: “I also heard that Master Sun used sixty taels of silver to exchange a letter from Zhang Hua for a letter of resignation… oops~!”

Before Jia Rong could finish speaking, Jia Zhen pushed him back and forth, and scolded him with a grim face, “Then why are you still here? Why don’t you take someone to You’s house and take the mother and daughter three? Tie them all to the mansion! I want to see if the surnamed Sun dares to chase after the man in our mansion!”

“This……”

“Don’t go soon!”

Jia Rong just hesitated for a moment, Jia Zhen raised her hand and was about to come up, and Jia Rong, who was frightened, quickly took two steps back, and then she said urgently: “Father, calm down! We have become relatives with Xifu now, if we invite elders from Xifu…”

Jia Zhen’s momentum suddenly stagnated. Now that there are no officials in Ningguo, and no strong aid from outside, most of the reason why he can maintain his family name is due to the glory of Rongguo-if Jia She comes forward, it will There is also a discussion, if Jia Zheng made a message, how dare he not hand over the person?

In the final analysis, I still have to blame my father who is obsessed with becoming immortals. If he could recruit a few strong aids to Ning Guofu, how could his father and son be so controlled by others? !

It’s just that it’s too late to hate my father for not being Jackie Chan.

Jia Zhen paced back and forth a few times, but she still couldn’t think of a way to do it, so she gritted her teeth and questioned Jia Rong: “Since you can’t be reckless, what do you think you should do? Are you going to swallow two pieces of beauty when you see it? Meat, it’s cheap, can’t others?!”

“Father, don’t be in a hurry.”

Jia Rong was not willing to be like this, so she had already made up her mind on the way, and she hurriedly said: “I heard about this, but it was actually the third aunt who first fell in love with that Liu Xianglian, and then forced the concubine to marry. I don’t think the second uncle of the Sun family may know your intentions for the second and third aunts.”

“According to my son, Mo Ruoxian explained to him face-to-face with gongs and drums, why should he weigh the signboard of our Rongning Second Mansion?”

In the end, I still want to pull the Rongguo Mansion as a tiger’s skin.

Jia Zhen pondered for a while, then nodded and said, “That’s true! Since that’s the case, I’ll first find an opportunity to tear things apart with that Sun Erlang and see how he chooses!”

With that said, Jia Zhen couldn’t help scolding Third Sister You again, saying that she was crazy a few days ago, but now it seems that she is really a careless hoof!

Jia Rong waited for him to vent, and then carefully reminded that tomorrow is the day when the Prison Temple will sing “Sun Gong’s Case”. At that time, Sun Shaozong will definitely be there to cheer, which is a good opportunity for a showdown with each other.

Jia Zhen responded graciously again, and when she looked at her son again, she was much more pleasing to the eye than usual, so she pointed to the bed ‘generously’ and said, “Because my father has just warmed your body for you, at this time it is worth it. Happy – remember to ask her to take the medicine when she’s done, so as not to make something out of the ordinary and mess up the hierarchy.”

It’s really a shame that he has the face to say ‘Lun Chang’.

Jia Rong was used to it long ago. She thanked her father for her ‘consideration’, so she stayed in bed and acted while it was still hot.

Who would have thought that Hu’s obediently listened to this for a long time, but at this time he couldn’t help but ask: “Dad, I will take medicine today and tomorrow, when will I… when will I be able to pass on the lineage to our family?”

“when?”

Jia Zhen flicked her sleeves impatiently: “You two are in a good time for youth, what’s the urgency of this kind of thing? Let’s talk about it later!”

With that said, he walked out of the room.

Then Jia Rong didn’t care what Hu’s mood was, she stripped off her clothes and obsessed with it, only annoyed Hu scolded each and every “turtle son”, but he seemed to be more and more impulsive…

[End of This Chapter]