The Red Mansions

Chapter 177

After the rainy night, the weather cleared up.

After eating, Jia Yun changed into a set of regular clothes and walked to Jia Dailing's house.

Regarding the matter of worshiping the ancestors and revising the family tree, the family has been preparing for a long time, and they waited for Jia Yun to be free. After discussing it, they set a time and held it grandly.

At Jia Dailing's house, Jia Yun looked at the respected elders and murmured:

"If according to the younger generation's opinion, I think it's best to do it during the Chinese New Year. At that time, everyone is not busy, and we can open the temple to worship the ancestors in an orderly manner."

Jia Dailing shook his head and said, "No, the sooner the family tree can be revised, the better. This has been a major event in the clan for decades, and the clan members are willing to do it earlier."

"Then do we need to hold the ancestor worship ceremony again during the Chinese New Year? It's too troublesome!" Jia Yun shook her head.

A clan elder answered: "Brother Yun, we are not afraid of trouble. Although it is a bit of a hassle, this is something that most people in the clan are looking forward to, and it is a matter of honor. It is not a big deal if it is troublesome."

Jia Yun nodded, pondered for a moment, and asked, "If next year's junior is admitted to the Jinshi again, will there be another ancestor worship?"

"Actually, the younger generation has no objection to holding it a few more times, but the ancestors and the elders of all ethnic groups are sympathetic to the younger generation, and they don't accept money from the younger generation. They have opened temples to worship the ancestors several times in a row. Will the clan be able to bear it?"

"This..." Everyone was speechless for a moment, Jia Yun was telling the truth.

Every time I worship the ancestors, even if the banquet is poor, it will cost thousands of taels of silver.

After all, there are so many members of the Sanfang tribe, one bite per person is not a small amount, not to mention the need to hold several ancestor worship ceremonies in a row, it is estimated that it will be a waste of money.

Jia Dailing thought for a while and said, "Let's talk about the future, let's do the immediate thing first!"

The elders of the other tribes also agreed. Although they are all old and senior, they all have no long-term plans. Otherwise, Sanfang would not be so poor now.

Seeing that they were determined to hold an ancestor worship ceremony, Jia Yun persuaded them:

"Since the ancestors and all the clan elders feel that it is necessary to do it, they should accept the money from the younger generation."

"At the same time, the juniors feel that they should either not do it, or do it well if they want to do it, and do it well, so that they really have face."

After discussing with several clan elders, Jia Dailing said to Jia Yun, "We'll talk about this later. The clan will bear the expenses for the ancestor worship this time. Brother Yun, don't worry, the clan promises not to overdo it." Shabby."

Jia Yun sighed, and said the best thing to do: "Okay, the junior can't just ignore everything, so how about the junior provide all the ingredients for the banquet?"

"Seniors, don't be in a hurry to refuse. This is also the wish of this junior. Everyone has the strength to do it together. You can't let this junior watch from the sidelines, right? You must know that this junior is also a member of Sanfang!"

When worshiping ancestors, the cost of banquets accounts for the majority.

Jia Yun also had a simple idea, as long as the clan elders agreed to bear the ingredients for the banquet, then with the clan's savings, it should be able to barely afford to hold two or three ancestor worship ceremonies.

At the same time, if you provide the ingredients yourself, the table will definitely not be bad, and you can take care of your face. At that time, the clansmen will be considered real scenery and have face.

Jia Dailing and others saw Jia Yun's firm attitude and sincerely wanted to help the clan reduce the burden, so after a while, they hesitated for a while, but finally did not reject his kindness.

Next, everyone began to read the almanac, and finally set the time to hold the ancestor worship ceremony on May 28.

In the morning of that day, the news that Sanfang was going to hold an ancestor worship ceremony at the end of the month spread to several neighbors near Ningrong Street.

Rongguofu.

After hearing Yuanyang's story about Sanfang worshiping ancestors, Jia's mother was indescribably depressed.

As the ancestor in the big house, she loves bustle and ostentation the most.

If the affairs of the third room were to be put in the big room, she would have to set up a running water banquet for three days and three nights, and invite several opera troupes to sing operas in turn.

But now something happened to the eldest room, but the third room was in a good mood. Comparing the two, Jia Mu felt sour.

But after all, she has a city mansion, and she will not easily express the unpleasant emotions in her heart, but just sits there with a blank face and sulks.

Yuanyang and the other maidservants looked at each other, and acted lightly, for fear of touching their brows.

Don't look at Jia's mother's kindness and kindness, but which servant in the family is not afraid of her?

This is not only because of her high seniority, but also because of her ruthless methods, she cleans up people with a smile.

After being sullen for a while, Mother Jia came back to her senses, saw the mandarin ducks flying with a feather duster, and said:
"Yuanyang, you're not going back to see your brother? Go, I promised you yesterday, if you don't leave, today will be over."

Yuanyang hesitated for a moment, quickly saluted and thanked her, and returned the money.

Walking out of Rongguo Mansion, Yuanyang let out a long breath.

Because Jia Lian and Jia Baoyu had an accident, the masters of Jia's house were in a bad mood, and the servants of the Jia family were also in a bad mood, trembling, for fear of becoming the target of venting their anger.

Thinking about something in his heart, he walked out of Ningrong Street and passed by an alley, Yuanyang suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"That's Miss Ping'er?" Yuanyang stared at the figure in front of her and said to herself, "Where is she going? She seems to be cautious..."

After pondering for a moment, Yuanyang didn't follow.

She is not a nosy person, and besides, Ping'er's status in Jia's mansion is no lower than hers, and there is no conflict of interest between the two of them, so no matter what Ping'er wants to do, she doesn't need to make troubles.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Yuanyang stopped suddenly because she saw Jia Yun's figure.

"Brother Yun? What is he, Miss Ping'er, doing in this alley?" Yuanyang asked curiously.

After a moment of hesitation, she still couldn't help being curious, and followed, wanting to see where Jia Yun and Ping'er were going.

The alley is quiet, only the chirping of birds and cicadas on the trees, and the sun shines through the bushes and sprinkles on the ground, showing spots.

"Brother Yun and Heping seem to have a good personal relationship." Yuanyang thought to himself.

Before Jia Yun took the imperial examination, she was still living under the West Corridor. Yuanyang would visit Jia Yun's house from time to time, but after he moved, she rarely saw each other again.

Therefore, the two are very familiar with each other.

After walking tens of meters, Yuanyang stopped suddenly, and she realized that she had lost track.

"Forget it, it's also my fault that I'm too curious, if you lose it, just lose it!"

Yuanyang pondered for a moment, and was about to turn around when someone grabbed her arm and leaned back. Before she could react, her little mouth was bitten.

"Woooooo..." Yuanyang was terrified, closed her eyes and pushed vigorously, but was hugged tightly and couldn't escape.

After struggling for a while, she opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Jia Yun's long and handsome face.

"Jia Yun!" Yuanyang was startled, the delicate touch of her tongue made her face flushed, her breathing short of breath, and her whole body weak.

She stopped pushing, hesitated for a moment, slowly hugged Jia Yun's waist, and responded jerky.

After a while, Jia Yun let her go, and said with a smile, "I thought Miss Yuanyang would keep her duty, but I never thought she would learn how to stalk people today."

"No, the servant is just passing by." Yuanyang was shy, biting her lip, blushing, lying in Jia Yun's arms, extremely shy.

Jia Yun greedily sniffed the fragrance of her girlish body, and said softly, "If you don't have it, you don't have it. What happened to Jia's house is so big. If you don't serve the old lady, why are you hanging out?"

The mandarin duck was in his arms, rubbing his face, feeling very comfortable, she whispered: "Yesterday, the servant asked for leave and wanted to go home to see his brother and sister-in-law, so today I got the grace of the old lady, so I came out gone."

"Then you saw me, Heping?" Jia Yun laughed.

Yuanyang hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and suddenly realized that she was still in his arms, and was about to back out. As soon as she moved, she was hugged by Jia Yun.

"I found out my Heping'er's secret, how can I let you go easily?" Jia Yun said with a smirk.

The mandarin duck was stubborn, although it moved flexibly, it still couldn't open it. After a few tries, it stopped struggling.

After thinking about it, she blushed, looked up at Jia Yun, and asked, "Then what are you going to do? You won't kill people like in the drama, right?"

Jia Yun shook her head with a smile and said, "Is that possible? You are a pretty mandarin duck in Jia's mansion, and I can't bear to destroy flowers with my hands."

After speaking, he kissed again slowly.

The mandarin duck hid, unable to dodge, so he gritted his teeth, and slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The small mouth is cold, with a hint of fragrance.

After a while, Yuanyang became dizzy and obsessed.

When they parted again, Jia Yun asked softly, "How is it? Are you comfortable?"

"Well, I'm so ashamed." Yuanyang panicked with embarrassment, and couldn't figure out why Jia Yun bullied her so much, why she didn't dislike him.

Even, unconsciously cooperate with him!

Pursing her lips, Yuanyangchi questioned, "You and Miss Ping'er..."

"Well, she's mine now." Jia Yun nodded.

Yuanyang felt a little disappointed when he heard this.

She knew Jia Yun almost at the same time as Ping'er, but Ping'er has such a close relationship with Jia Yun, if she hadn't happened to meet them today, she would have become an outsider.

Then, she felt ashamed of her thoughts again, and thought to herself: "It's so shameless, when did I have no shame?"

Seeing that the mandarin ducks were silent, Jia Yun asked concerned, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Yuanyang shook her head and said, after a pause, she said again: "You are so courageous, you are not afraid of ruining the reputation of the servant, and the servant is looking for death and life?"

Jia Yun sighed: "How can I not be afraid? It's just that I am more afraid than not being able to get you, and seeing not being able to eat!"

"The servant girl is not handsome, why are you here to provoke the servant girl?" Yuanyang asked, biting her lip.

Jia Yun smiled and said: "But you are pretty, gentle and generous, pretty and dignified. I have wanted to hit you since the first time I saw you."

Yuanyang secretly smiled, pouted her lips, and said, "Sweet words, if you really want to trick your slaves, why did you wait until now?"

"By the way, I just saw Ping'er coming over. Has she returned home now?"

Jia Yun shook her head and said, "No, she went to my house."

"My house has built dozens of small yards, and I reserved one for her. Just as she came here today, I asked her to pick one and prepare it. It will be more convenient when I go home in the future. You..."

PS: ask for tickets...

(End of this chapter)