The Second Master of the Red Chamber

Chapter 2 First-class General Shenwei

In the small study room, Jia Amnesty sat at the dark sandalwood table, admiring the pot-style Ru kiln in his hands.

He was wearing a luxurious robe, with a long black crown on his head and a jade hairpin on it. At first glance, he looked quite dignified.

It's just that his hunched shoulders, gray beard, sideburns, and vain and empty eyes all exposed his old and weak body, which is strong on the outside but dry on the inside.

He is the hereditary Rong Guogong's first-class Shenwei General, and he is also the owner of the branch of Rongguo Mansion here - Dongkuayuan.

What he held in his hand was the treasure he had just bought for 300 taels of silver.

300 taels of silver, placed in a small household of ordinary people, is enough to spend for ten years.But it was nothing to Jia Amnesty, just because he heard that the porcelain pot was a relic from the previous dynasty, and there was an inscription written by a generation of Tanhua Lang on it, so he bought it with a wave of his sleeve.

Before he could see what was going on, he heard the sound of someone running violently on the outer corridor, and was about to scold him, when he saw the housekeeper rushing to the door in a panic, and panting, "Old, master, Second Master Lian! Second Master Lian Heading towards the study..."

Jia She was furious: "Okay, this little bastard 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, "What sword?"

"That's right... Just now someone saw Second Master Lian coming out of his room with a sword in his hand, and immediately came to tell the servant, and the servant hurried to tell the master."

The butler stammered back, with fear on his face
In the morning, Second Master Lian was beaten severely by the master and nearly died. He just woke up and came to find the master with a sword in his hand. It was said that Second Master Lian "had a gloomy complexion and looked very scary".

Second Master Lian's furious behavior made it easy for him to think of bad things.

"Okay, I'd like to see what this rebellious little bastard wants to do!" What the housekeeper can think of, Jia She can naturally think of it.

Although he didn't believe that Jia Lian had the courage to attack him, he couldn't hold back the fear in his heart, so he hurriedly told the housekeeper, "What are you doing standing there, why don't you call someone!!"

The butler took the order and turned around to leave, but stopped in embarrassment.

Jia Amnesty'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 disobedient little bastard?In his hand, he actually held a shining sword!

"Second Master Lian, you..." The housekeeper took a step towards the door, trying to stop the persuasion.

"roll!"

The cold scolding sound, as well as the sharp sword that seemed to shake for a while, made the housekeeper back away immediately, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

He has old arms and legs, but he can't withstand the sword of the young and vigorous Second Master Lian.Besides, the other party is still the master, if he is hacked to death, his death will be for nothing.

"Bastard, do you still want to kill your father??"

The housekeeper backed away, and there was no one else in the room. Looking at Jia Lian who walked in with his head buried in silence, Jia Amnesty's voice couldn't help trembling.

Perhaps overwhelmed by his shouting, Jia Lian finally raised his head.

First, he took a look at Jia She, who had turned to the back of the chair and was staring at him warily. He didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face.Then as far as the eye can see, is Jia She's study.

It may not be appropriate to say that it is a study room, because on the bookshelves here, apart from some bleak books here and there, there are all kinds of playthings and treasures, which have been polished and shined brightly.

Under the bookshelves, large wooden boxes were placed in rows of three to five, locked with copper locks.Jia Lian knew that all of them were treasures collected by Jia She over the years.

Therefore, this is not only Jia Amnesty's study, but also his "Treasure Pavilion".

It has to be said that the furnishings in Jia Lian's room look shabby compared to this one.It's no wonder that "he" wanted to sneak in here countless times, and steal a few treasures to exchange for silver flowers.

Of course, in the end, they didn't dare to act because they were afraid of the power of the old thing.

Slightly amused in his heart, he caught a glimpse of Jia She's expression full of anger from the corner of his eye, as if he was about to be unable to suppress it.In the corridor outside, there were also many footsteps, obviously a large number of people rushed over after hearing the news.

Knowing that the time was ripe, Jia Lian knelt down on the floor with a plop, raised his sword above his head, and said loudly, "My son has made a big mistake. I'm here to ask the master to kill me!"

With his behavior like this, not to mention the maids and servants crowded at the door were stunned, even Mrs. Xing who came in a hurry and wanted to yell at Jia Lian was also stunned.

Jia Amnesty suddenly understood something, the anger on his face faded a little, he took a step forward, and snorted coldly, "I didn't beat you to death just now, you wicked bastard, but it made you feel good, and came to do this life again!"

Mrs. Xing was relieved to see that Jia Lian really didn't come to "take revenge".He entered the room and said a few words to persuade Jia She to calm his anger, then turned to Jia Lian and said, "Lien Er, you get up too, what are you doing here in broad daylight?
If you have anything to say, you just have to talk to the master, it's not dead or not.You are the only son of the master, what can't you say well, why have you reached the point of using a sword? "

Jia Lian raised his head when he heard the sound, his face was 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 the master to calm down, my son is willing to die."

On the surface he looks remorseful and sad, but Jia Lian is actually thinking about Mrs. Xing's words.

It is clear that Jia She has another son, his cheap younger brother, named "Cong".How come Mrs. Xing said he became Jia She's only son?

Only then did Jia Lian understand that in Mrs. Xing's mind, even though she was filling in the house, she could still be regarded as Jia Amnesty's wife.Therefore, Mrs. Xing felt that Jia She, her, and herself, the man born to the original wife, were the serious masters of the courtyard.

She doesn't pay attention to others, including children raised by aunts like Jia Cong.

Although there are world situations to follow, such mistakes, omissions, biased, and ridiculous words should not come from the mouth of the head wife.

No wonder Mrs. Xing clearly has a high status, she is a first-rank wife, but in the original book, she is like a concubine, whom people hate and dogs hate.

But that's fine, this kind of talent is easy to deal with, that is to say, in Dongkuayuan, as long as he can solve Jia Amnesty, everything will be fine.

Jia Amnesty did not expect that Jia Lian would suddenly be so capable that he would really raise his sword and ask him to kill him.

Du Qi's appearance did not seem to be fake, and he didn't have any thoughts of killing him for a while, but he was still angry after all.

Seeing the jokes on the faces of the people gathered at the door, they felt that they were being laughed at, and their anger suddenly had a place to vent.

"Why don't you all get out, what are you doing?!"

The angry teapot smashed against the door, and the servants, concubines, and maidservants scattered in fright.

With no one else around, Jia Amnesty had no scruples, and glared at Jia Lian again: "You bastard, for doing such a beastly thing, I really wish I could kill you with a sword at your will, so that you, a rebellious and forgetful thing, will live Defile the ancestors in the world!"

Faced with Jia Amnesty's insults, Jia Lian thought in his heart that he would tarnish his ancestors, no one could compare to you...but he didn't dare to show it on his face, he just bowed his head and said: "My son knows his mistake, please calm down."

Mrs. Xing was most afraid of another trouble at home, and when she saw that the situation was calming down, she tried to persuade her to make peace again.

In this case, Jia She couldn't act in another way, so after cursing a few more words, he reprimanded: "What are you still doing here, why don't you go back there? Remember it, and you don't have to do it again without my summons." When I came back, I didn’t even ask you to be well, so as not to make me angry.”

Hearing Jia She's words, Jia Lian knew that his goal had been achieved.

He also has no choice.

In this world, Lao Tzu is the law of the king and the sky!

If he wants to fight against the sky, the risk is too high. Even in his current status, to resist Jia Amnesty is courting death!
Therefore, in the face of Jia She's anger, his only choice is to appease him.

That's why they performed such a trick of preemptive strikes, putting them to death and then reviving them.

In the end, the result was okay, and he didn't have to consider for the time being whether to abandon the sword and flee, or to fight back with the sword and then escape and wait for a narrow escape plan.

"Don't get out yet?"

Jia Amnesty was upset, seeing Jia Lian not leaving after putting down the sword, he shouted again.

But seeing Jia Lian hesitated again and again, he pleaded again: "My son knows that he has committed a serious crime and should have died. Let me die, but my body, hair, skin, and everything on my body are gifts from the master. Now I have not repaid the master's favor. The grace of birth, if my fault still affects the reputation of the master today, even if he dies, my son will really feel uneasy..."

Although Jia Lian said it implicitly, he believed that both Jia She and Mrs. Xing could understand it.

It is true that if news of today's incident spreads out, his reputation will be ruined.

However, for Jia Amnesty, why not?

What's more, he is just a son of the Duke's Mansion, if something like this happens, he will stay behind closed doors and let others laugh at it.

But for Jia Amnesty, it was miserable.

He inherited the title of his ancestors, and he is in the first rank. Even if he enters the court to listen to the government, he is also in the forefront.

The more honorable a person is, the more he cares about his dignity. He doesn't believe that Jia She would be willing to let outsiders, even his colleagues in the court and China, criticize him.

Sure enough, Jia Amnesty's chest obviously heaved several times after hearing his words.

Suddenly he grabbed the jade-white teacup in front of him and slammed it viciously at Jia Lian's head.

Even though Jia Lian was on guard and dodged immediately, the teacup still fell on his shoulder.

The severe pain caused Jia Lian to bow 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 one deeply understand the original body's anger and resentment.

Facing a father who beat and scolded him frequently, disregarded his dignity, and lived and died, no one would retain the father-son bond.

In Yuan Xin's heart, he longed for the old thing to die soon...

This is very good, and it suits his wishes, and he doesn't have to worry about that much in the future.

"Damn bastard, you are ashamed to say that you will lose the face of your ancestors!"

Jia She yelled and cursed to himself while scanning the table.

Fortunately, at this time, there was nothing else on the table except the porcelain pot of the previous generation that he had just bought and was really reluctant to throw away.

Seeing that Jia Amnesty was angry again, Mrs. Xing hurriedly persuaded: "Even if Lian'er was wrong, the master beat him up, and Lian'er himself admitted his mistake. The so-called family ugliness should not be publicized. The current plan is to use a method. Don't let it happen." It’s better to spread the news today.”

"Then what do you say?"

Compared with dealing with Jia Lian, Jia She really cared more about his own reputation.

Mrs. Xing lacked talent in the first place, when she was asked at this time, she hesitated for a long time and couldn't answer, the scene was quiet for a while.

"The son has no intention of offending himself, but only for the sake of the master's reputation. When we go back later, if Feng girl asks where the injury on the son's body came from, the son will only say that he accidentally kept the amethyst jade that is very precious in the master's study for many years. The jade bottle was broken, and the master got angry for a moment, and then he hit me twice." Jia Lian raised his head, his expression peaceful.

Jia Amnesty and Mrs. Xing both subconsciously looked at the corner, a small but extremely rare jade bottle at a glance, and understood what Jia Lian meant.

That's right, after calming Jia She's anger, Jia Lian was not in a hurry to leave.

He also wanted to salvage his own reputation.

Among the rich and powerful families, there are many nonsense, many of them are specious and specious.

Therefore, as long as Jia Amnesty no longer pursues him, and is even willing to cover him up, today's matter can be covered up to the maximum extent.

I believe many people in the two mansions will have heard of the turmoil in the Dongkua courtyard today.They must give a reasonable explanation.

As for whether to believe it or not, I don't know. Anyway, no one will come to ask for proof.

As for whether Jia She is willing to cover him, Jia Lian believes that for his own reputation, Jia She will agree.

Sure enough, although Jia Amnesty became more and more angry, he finally acquiesced to Jia Lian's statement, but he became more and more unkind to Jia Lian, and scolded Jia Lian with a sullen face.

Jia Lian was not angry at all about this, and led with a humble face, waiting for Jia She's scolding to wear off, before resigning and leaving.

……

Mrs. Xing saw that the matter had calmed down and there was no one else in the room, so she said to Jia She: "My lord, Aunt Mei has been unfaithful to my lord and dared to seduce Lian'er. This kind of shameless woman will be a disaster sooner or later. It's better to keep it as soon as possible." Send it away, or kill it directly..."

Jia She said: "I've asked just now, it was Lian'er, a bastard, who threatened her."

"But……"

"Okay, this happened just now, and you sent her away when you turned around. Don't you know to tell the world? Then do you want to save my face?"

Madam Xing was disappointed, she didn't dare to say any more, she turned to look at the jade vase, "Master, according to Lian'er's words, this jade vase probably won't be able to stay here anymore, it makes people look suspicious It would be a pity if it was smashed for no reason, why not give it to me, and I will have someone sneak it out, and I can exchange it for some money back."

Although Jia Amnesty was reluctant, but for the sake of his own face, he had no choice but to obey.

Mrs. Xing smiled with open eyes.

Today is not in vain, although she has to hand over the money she got back to Jia Amnesty, but after passing her hands, there are always some benefits.

(End of this chapter)