The Red Mansions

Chapter 112 Conflict with Jia Mansion
When the people from Jia's mansion arrived, they immediately overwhelmed Jia Yun's limelight.

Especially when Jia's mother came to the door in a mighty manner, Jia Yun's house was completely silent inside and outside.

Naturally, Jia Yun didn't like it. Although he wasn't very pushy, winning the imperial examination today was an extremely honorable and memorable day in his life.

On such a day, this old thing just put on a show and stole all the limelight.

Even the ancestor Jia Dailing in the third room had a cold face, glaring and clenching his teeth, not to mention the elders and clan members in the third room.

Their eyes were red with anger, and they looked at Jia Dailing one after another. As long as he said a word, there would be a fight to the death.

Jia Dailing was the patriarch after all, and he didn't act on his own will.

He tugged Jia Yun's sleeve lightly, and motioned to go up with him to meet Jia's mother, who made her the wife of Chaopin Gaoming?

In front of Jia Yun's house, there were many vehicles and crowds of people and horses.

Jia Amnesty, Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, Jia Zhen, Jia Baoyu, Jia Rong, Jia Qiang, Jia Cong and others rode tall horses and surrounded Jia Mu to the back street of Ningrong.

Jia's mother sat alone in an eight-person palanquin.

Mrs. Wang, Xingshi, Youshi, Li Wan, Wang Xifeng, Qin Keqing and others each took a four-person sedan chair.

Daiyu, Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun all rode in a Zhulun canopy car.

Then Jiamu's maids, mandarin ducks, parrots, amber, and pearls, Mrs. Wang's maids Jin Chuan and Caiyun, Li Wan's maids Suyun and Biyue, Feng's maids Ping'er and Feng'er, Qin Keqing's precious pearls and Ruizhu...

There are also Lin Daiyu's maids Zijuan and Xueyan, Yingchun's maids playing chess and embroidered oranges, Tanchun's maids waiting for books, Cuimo, Xichun's maids in paintings and color screens, Jia Baoyu's maids...

In addition, the warriors who carried the sedan chair, the accompanying guards, attendants, servants, nurses, rough envoys...

Looking up, the entire back street was crowded with people from Jia's mansion.

As for the clansmen from other houses, they were all squeezed into the corners.

Jia Yun followed Jia Dailing expressionlessly, he couldn't figure out what this old lady Jia Mu was thinking.

From Ningrong Front Street to Back Street, there is a Jia Mansion across, even if they want to come to celebrate, they shouldn't put on such a big show.

"Is this another opportunity to use my high school opportunity to show off to others to cover up the emptiness inside Jia's mansion?"

"But you can't always catch me plucking wool, I don't owe you anything!"

Jia Yun looked at the group of people in Jia's house with stern eyes, especially Jia's mother, which made people disgusted no matter how they looked.

Jia Dailing stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said in a cold voice: "Sister-in-law, I'm afraid it's not good to come here with such a big fanfare? It's too much!"

At this time, a young junior suddenly rushed forward, stiffened his neck, blushed and said angrily:

"It's too much. Don't think that everyone is a fool. Last time, Brother Yun's high school case, you robbed us of the scenery in the third room. We swallowed our anger and didn't say anything."

"But you can't always do this. We welcome you to come over, but you can't put on such a big show!"

"It's okay to put on a show if you want to. If you really have the ability, you can teach the young people in your room to be talented. Is this the reason?"

Although the people in Sanfang are poor, they are extremely united. As soon as the young man finished speaking, the men and women in Sanfang echoed loudly, and slowly surrounded the people from Jia's residence.

"Brother Lin is right. Today is our third house's glory, and your first house has no reason to steal the limelight again!"

"What do you want to do? Do you want to set up a three-day banquet?"

"Farewell, our Sanfang has been poor for so many years, and we don't lack that stutter!"

"Yes, we don't have that blessing, and we don't care too much about those rare delicacies, so you should keep them for yourself!"

"..."

Everyone said something to you, and I said something to them, clamoring to vent their dissatisfaction.

In fact, after the last high school exam in Jiayun County, the people of the clan didn't have enough fun. After the big house stole the limelight, everyone always felt that it was a bit boring.

Now, after finally waiting for Jia Yun's high school, she can make a big splash, but before it even started, the people from Jia's mansion came again, and the battle was so intense, how can this be tolerated?
At this time, Jia She, who was riding on the horse, turned pale, and shouted loudly at the crowd: "Presumptuous! In front of the old lady, where do you have the right to speak?"

At this time, an 90-[-]-year-old clan elder tremblingly stepped forward a few steps in the third room, picked up his crutches and smashed Jia She on the head.

Jia Amnesty was about to shake off his prestige, but he didn't notice at all, when he was smashed right on his face, a big bump suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"You old man..." Jia Amnesty was about to curse, but the old man of the Sanfang clan grinned, showing his big yellow teeth, and said with a smile, "If you dare to curse, I will beat you to death today!"

As he said that, he glanced at Jia Mu, and said with disdain on his face: "In my qualifications, let alone beat you, even if my nephew and daughter-in-law do something wrong, I will beat you anyway!"

Mother Jia's face was gloomy, but she didn't talk to the old Sanfang clan. Instead, she turned to look at Jia Yun and said, "Jia Yun..."

Jia Yun didn't wait for her to finish, she stepped forward and cupped her hands and said, "Old lady, this time we won't have a banquet, and the younger generation will go to Shuntian Mansion to attend the Luming Banquet, and in the next few days, we will have to bid farewell to the same year, so we don't have time at all." celebrate."

When Jia Mu heard this, she was silent for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay, okay, okay, this person should be from his own family!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand to Jia Amnesty and the others, and said, "Go back, everyone is busy and we are an eyesore, why are you still staying here?"

People in Jia's mansion looked at me and I looked at you, so they had to go back home in the end.

The members of the Sanfang clan immediately shouted happily, and the clan members of the other houses joined in the fun, like generals who had won a battle, spitting and excited.

Jia Dailing also had a smile on his face, turned his head and gave a thumbs up and said, "Second Uncle's temper is still so irritable, but Second Uncle is doing well today!"

The clan elder waved his hand and said modestly: "Hehe, I just rely on my seniority and age, and I just rely on my old age to sell my old age. It doesn't help much."

As he said that, he turned around and patted Jia Yun on the shoulder, worrying: "Young student, if you offend the big house today, will it affect your future career?"

Jia Yun saluted and said: "Don't worry, the old ancestors. From the very beginning, the juniors have no intention of relying on them for their future. Offending them, although it will be a little disadvantageous, the juniors are not easy to mess with!"

The clan elder nodded with a smile, and said, "That's how it should be. The juniors of our third family must have ambition!"

Helping the clan elders back to the courtyard, although Jia Yun said that there will be no running water banquet, there are still a lot of guests for today's banquet.

Jia Yun took the time to go to her own cellar, put twenty heads of slaughtered pork and various ingredients in it, and asked the women of the clan to cook rice after she came out.

And many young people in the clan hurriedly went to each household in the clan to move tables and benches without being asked, waiting for the banquet.

Jia Mansion, Rongxi Hall.

When Jia's mother returned home, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

After Jia Amnesty, Jia Zheng, Jia Zhen, and Jia Lian came in, Jia's mother said with red eyes:

"It's all your fault for not living up to expectations, otherwise how could we be made fun of by those poor Sanfangs today?"

Jia Amnesty and the others lowered their heads and remained silent.

They are also angry today, but the people in the third room are not afraid of wearing shoes even if they are barefoot.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Jia's mother said, "This matter can't be left alone. The third room is in the first day of junior high school, and our eldest room is in the fifteenth day."

"Send someone to keep an eye on Jia Yun. If he makes a mistake, let's get rid of his reputation. Let's see if Sanfang will be crazy in the future?"

Jia Zhen raised her head and asked, "How about taking him directly..."

Jia's mother shook her head and said, "No, we can plan to take away Jia Yun's reputation, but we can't kill anyone, and we can't even seek trouble with him."

"If there is anything good or bad about him, Sanfang will first think that we did something wrong, and then you can stop the anger of those poor people?"

Fighting among clansmen, if you are really in a hurry, you will not talk about titles and imperial orders, especially Sanfangli is notoriously poor, the more people like this, the more desperate they are when they are in a hurry.

There is a saying that people fight for one breath, and Buddhas fight for one stick of incense.

People who are extremely poor, besides fighting for breath, what else can they fight for?
Therefore, Jia Mansion will distribute money and supplies to the tribe every year during the festival.

Doing this not only maintains the reputation of uniting the clan, but also wins and divides the people in other houses, lest they get pink eye disease and attack the big house group.

Jia Zheng sighed, patted his knees and said, "Why did this happen? Why did this happen!"

……

Sister Feng's courtyard.

Ping'er opened the curtain and entered the room, and saw Wang Xifeng sitting at the round table sighing, and asked softly, "Grandma, where is Second Master?"

Wang Xifeng looked up at her, and replied: "Go to the old lady to talk about the matter, by the way, have you sent the things for Brother Yun?"

"The servant girl quietly gave the copybook of Mi Fu's "Poetry Book of Multi-view Tower in Running Script" to Xiren's sister." Ping'er nodded.

Wang Xifeng nodded and said: "That's good. I really didn't expect that the old lady would go over today, and she would lose face. I guess Second Master Lian and the others are going to talk about this right now."

Ping'er worried: "Brother Yun will be fine, right?"

Wang Xifeng pondered for a moment, then said: "There shouldn't be anything wrong, that guy is a ghost, he looks honest and responsible, but in fact he is not easy to mess with."

Ping'er breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, if something happens to him, the servant will not want to live anymore!"

"Shut up!" Wang Xifeng yelled softly, stood up and looked outside the courtyard, then turned her head and said: "From now on, even if it's just the two of us at home, we should be more careful when we talk."

After a pause, she continued: "Also, from now on, when we go to Brother Yun's place, we should be more low-key and covert, and we can't go there with such a big fanfare like before, understand?"

Ping'er bit her lip and said in surprise: "Grandma, such a big thing happened, you still want to go to him, aren't you afraid of something going wrong?"

Wang Xifeng sighed, slowly came to the couch and lay down, said leisurely:
"Do you think that you are the only one who is fascinated by him, and I am also fascinated by him? If you don't look for him anymore, what's the point of living in this life?"

……

In Lin Daiyu's room.

Zijuan murmured to Lin Daiyu in a low voice: "Girl, the servant girl of the inkstone secretly gave it to Sister Xiren. Also, today I saw that Sister Ping'er gave a gift to Master Yun just like us."

Since Jia Yun went to Sister Feng's courtyard last time, Lin Daiyu was no longer surprised by Jia Yun's relationship with Ping'er.

So after she heard this, she nodded lightly and said, "Got it, don't tell anyone about it, even Xueyan can't let her know, and one more thing, you should stop playing with attackers in the future, for fear of causing trouble." The people in the house are not happy."

Zijuan nodded and said softly: "Girl, the situation here is too terrible. If there is a fight, our daughter's family will not be able to escape."

Lin Daiyu was surprised and said: "It's strange, aren't you quite courageous? Are you still scared by today's battle?"

"Hee hee, I'm not afraid of this servant, but I'm afraid that the girl will be hurt. That servant will be very sad." Zijuan said with a smile.

Lin Daiyu chuckled, then restrained her smile, frowned and said, "Zicuckoo, I often dream about my father recently, what do you think is going on?"

"Maybe it's because the girl misses the master?" Zijuan thought for a while and said, "It's called thinking every day and dreaming at night, isn't it?"

Lin Daiyu sighed and said, "I don't know, it's just that my heart has been in a mess for the past few days, and I can't calm down..."

……

What happened in the back streets of Ningrong today spread across the capital at a fast speed. People ridiculed Jia's food for being too ugly, and some people thought about it after hearing it.

For Jia Yun, today is a break with the Jia family, and it is estimated that there will be no contact in the future.

Don't you know that what happened today is exactly what Jia Yun wanted.

Even if there were no clansmen to make trouble today, Jia Yun would still try to find ways to fall out with the Jia family.

Because only in this way can others know that he is not from the Jia family, which will be of great benefit to him in the future.

Without the person from the big house, the people from other houses can get together freely. Everyone drinks and eats meat, and they are very harmonious.

At the banquet, Jia Yun took the opportunity to tell Jia Dailing and several clan elders that she wanted to hire some clansmen as guards.

Speaking of which, the Jia family established their family with martial arts, and there are quite a few members of each family who practice martial arts.

Just like in the past, most of the personal guards of Jia's mansion were served by clansmen.

It's just that fifteen or sixteen years ago, the Supreme Emperor once visited the important towns on the Nine Borders, and went to play on the grassland.

So they were seized by the prairie Tartars and surrounded them. At that time, Rongguo Gong Jia Daishan desperately escorted them, and almost exhausted all the accompanying soldiers and personal guards before they escaped with the Supreme Emperor.

Too many clansmen died in that battle. Almost every Jia family in Beijing Bafang was plain, and Jia Daishan passed away due to injuries shortly after his return.

Afterwards, Jia Shen inherited the title of Rongguo Mansion, but this guy was a ungrateful person, and he had the audacity to cut in half the pension money that should have been compensated to the family of the clan's personal guards.

This matter was a big one at the beginning, but in the end it was Jia Mu who came forward and made up the money before it ended. At that time, Jia Amnesty and Jia Mu had a big fight, and Jia Mu drove her to live in a side courtyard. up.

However, after this incident, it would be difficult for the Jia family to recruit guards among the clansmen. After all, what Jia Amnesty did was too chilling, and the clansmen couldn't trust him.

In fact, with Jia Yun's current skills, he doesn't need guards at all, but he doesn't need them, but his family does.

As for those martial arts fighters in the clan, Jia Yun had wanted to invite them a long time ago, but because of his low status in the past, he delayed talking to Jia Dailing about it until now.

After Jia Dailing heard the words, he discussed with several clan elders, and agreed to spare time in the afternoon, and while most clansmen were there, he would gather all the strong generals and let Jia Yun choose.

"How many people are needed? How are they treated?" Jia Dailing asked.

Jia Yun pondered for a moment, then replied: "Twenty. As for the remuneration, I can't compare it with Jia's. The monthly payment will be one or two or five renminbi, and if the performance is good, it will be increased as appropriate."

Jia Dailing pinched his beard, nodded and said: "It's already pretty good, one person is enough to feed a family."

A clansman next to him said: "If everyone has a monthly allowance of one tael or five taels of silver, it is already not low. Only the leaders with high incomes in Jia's mansion, and ordinary guards only have one tael of silver monthly."

Jia Yun asked Jia Dailing: "Old Ancestor, if our clan tries its best to form personal guards, how many people can we elect?"

"If the selection is based on the criteria of being able to go to the battlefield, the third room can probably select thirty or forty people. The entire Jia family, excluding the big room, should have 300 people." Jia Dailing replied thoughtfully.

Jia Yun nodded, with a score in mind.

These clansmen are all well-know, the eight generations of their ancestors are clear, and they all have family ties. Loyalty is not a problem, it is the best source of personal protection.

Although Jia Yun hasn't become an official yet, she still has to prepare for the future. Otherwise, if she goes to another place to take up a post and meets a rascal, she has to do it herself, which would be too cheap.

After eating at noon, Jia Yun struck while the iron was hot. After Jia Dailing gathered the young and strong from the third room, she carefully selected twenty of them, and gave them a good deal of treatment and corresponding requirements in advance.

Jia Yun picks young people who are not yet married. These people are more malleable and can accompany him for a long time in the future.

The guards would naturally live in Jia Yun's house and be on duty around the clock.

The courtyard on the left side just happens to have a wide area, and a row of houses can be built at that time. While they live there, it is convenient for training. Starting from tomorrow when they come to report, there will be no important things in the future, and there is no need to go home.

For these energetic guys, there is nothing better than closed training to keep them honest, and at the same time maintain discipline better, so that they don't get distracted when they have spare money.

Late at night, after a busy day, the surroundings finally quieted down.

After Jia Yun and Xue Baochai took a bath and changed their clothes, they held hands and went to the garden loft to enjoy the cool air.

In front of the window, Xue Baochai frowned tightly. After humming a few times, she looked at Jia's mansion opposite and said, "It seems that you can see Grandma Zhu's yard from here."

"Don't talk, talk about it later." Jia Yun whispered behind her.

Xue Baochai hummed, and couldn't help but said: "Here you can also see the Tianxiang Tower in Ningguo Mansion."

"Hehe, I can still see Sister Feng's courtyard!" Jia Yun leaned forward and said with a smile.

"Take it easy!" Xue Baochai pushed him and reminded, "Miss Ping'er is here today, I saw it."

Jia Yun nodded and said: "Well, Second Aunt sent me a copybook, she really has a heart."

"What are you excited about? You seem extra excited right now?" Xue Baochai frowned, "I feel it!"

Jia Yun smiled and said, "I'm excited, don't you follow suit?"

"whispering sound……"

(End of this chapter)