Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 161 Xiangyun's Fate

Jia's mother wiped away her tears for a long time, which made all the girls in the family feel sad. When Baoyu came back from the ethnology school, there was even more crying in the Nuan Pavilion.

"Sister Yun never said to me that she had such a difficult time at home. I should have picked her up earlier if I knew."

Baoyu was already impatient with old customs and customs, and the elders in the room couldn't bear to scold the sad children harshly, allowing Baoyu to hold Xiangyun's hand tightly and care about Xiangyun on the bed.

Jia Cong sighed, shook his head and said, "Sister Yun always looks cheerful and forthright, but she actually buries all the difficulties in her heart. Maybe only when the old lady comes to live in the mansion, is she really happy .”

"Yes, yes, every time she goes back, she will tell me that the ancestors will send someone to pick me up soon..."

When it comes to this, Mother Jia's nose is sour again, and she can't wipe away her tears.In fact, she knew that Shi Nai and his wife's care for Xiangyun was definitely not as dedicated as her own daughter, but she never thought they would be so heartless, and the regret in her heart was even worse.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, the old lady suddenly turned her head and shouted: "Brother Cong..."

"what?"

Jia Cong was still thinking about the eunuch that he met in Baolinghou's Mansion today... Yan Renyi suddenly heard someone calling him, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Jia Mu who was wiping tears.

Seeing Mu Jia with red and swollen eyes beckoning, "Come here, I have something to tell you to do!"

When Jia Cong walked around, the old lady took a red slip from Yuanyang's hand.

"This is……"

The old lady stuffed it into Jia Cong's hand, and said coldly: "This is the dowry list of Yun girl and her mother. You can go to Baolinghou's mansion tomorrow morning and tell Shi Nai that there is something missing on the list." The old woman tried her best to get rid of the historian, but also ruined him! What happened in South Vietnam back then, I really think that others have forgotten..."

"old lady!"

Jia She suddenly interrupted the old lady's words with a solemn expression.This time the old lady did not scold her eldest son, instead she muttered to herself with a look of grievance: "If you don't say it, don't say it, what are you yelling at me for..."

"My son will write a letter later, and let San'er take it to Bowling Marquis's Mansion tomorrow to see what Shi Nai has to say. If he doesn't agree..."

Jia's mother said bitterly: "Then the old woman will go to the Dragon Head Palace to see the saint!"

Jia Amnesty shook his head, sighed and said, "It's not up to that point yet, just follow what San'er said, and see you at the Shuntian Mansion Court!"

It was already midnight when Xiangyun woke up, the wind and cold took away his energy, not only his throat was bitter, but it was also extremely dry.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, she didn't realize that she had returned to Rongguo Mansion. She was struggling in a daze to get up to find water, but she heard a familiar voice.

"Miss Yun is awake?"

Then there were rustling sounds, and only when there was light in front of her eyes did she see the situation in front of her clearly.

"Sister Yuanyang..."

His voice was hoarse, his spirit was exhausted, and he was not at all lively and lively in the past.

Yuanyang patted Xiangyun's forehead distressedly, and said happily: "Finally no more burning, Miss Yun scared the old lady this time."

"Why did I go back to Rongguo Mansion?"

Xiangyun was half talking to himself and half having doubts, and it took him a moment to remember what had happened before: "Oh, Brother Cong and Sister Yuanyang went to pick me up."

Tears slid down her cheeks onto the pillow, Yuanyang quickly wiped them with her hand, and comforted her softly: "It's not sad, it's all over. The old lady has made a decision. From now on, Miss Yun will never have to gone back!"

"Woooooooo..."

Ever since Xiangyun could remember, the coldness of Bowlinghou Mansion made it hard for her to regard it as home. On the contrary, Rongguo Mansion, where she could stay for a few days a year, allowed her to relax for a few days and feel a little warmth.

She is the eldest daughter of the historian in name, but when the gate of the Hou's mansion is closed, her treatment in the mansion is not as good as that of the eldest maid in front of her cousin Xianglan.

When her second uncle and aunt asked her to exchange her needlework for money, she knew that the identity of the eldest daughter of the Shi family had become her death talisman.

When she resisted a little, the cold ancestral hall almost killed her!

The old lady treated her well, so she regarded the old lady as her own grandmother, and tried her best to please the old lady.Baoyu was kind to her, so she tried her best to get closer to Baoyu...

She lacks a sense of security, Rongguo Mansion is the only life-saving straw she can grasp, and now she has finally grasped it firmly!

"Is Yun girl awake?"

Xiangyun's cries woke up Jia Mu, who was not sleeping soundly. She put on her clothes and hurried across the porch into the warm pavilion.

"Old Ancestor, I'm so scared, it's so cold in the ancestral hall!"

"Good boy, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you will stay with me at home from now on, and you won't go anywhere..."

Jia's mother held Xiangyun tightly in her arms, and Xiangyun wept, and Jia's mother couldn't stop crying until Xiangyun was tired from crying, and then she drank another bowl of ginger soup and fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Is Shi Nai crazy? Does he really want to tear his face apart?"

Jia She slammed the reply letter in his hand on the table heavily, and cursed: "He still wants to take Yun girl back, where did he have the courage to talk to me like that!"

Jia Cong expressed his conjecture: "Father, I'm afraid Sister Yun's mother's dowry is gone. My son heard that Shi Nai and Shi Ding are going to work outside Beijing. I ran very diligently, and it cost a lot of money to run up and down."

As the historian's in-laws, Jia She is quite familiar with the situation of the Baolinghou Mansion and the Zhongjinghou Mansion. A few years ago, Shi Dingfeng Hou was originally piled up with money. In the past few years, he was already struggling. Where did the money come from? Seek foreign appointments, and even seek two at a time.

He pondered for a while that his son's guess was probably true, and called Jia Jiu to order him to investigate the specific situation.

Then he snorted coldly: "Since he is shameless, don't blame us for not giving him face. Go, let your second uncle write a certificate, and you will send it to the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion yourself!"

"Son, let's go..."

When Jia Cong walked to the door, he thought for a while, turned around and said, "Father, my son always feels that Shi Nai doesn't seem to be worried about breaking up with our family. Has he found some big backing? My son thinks that Daddy, you should be treated well by others." Check it out."

Hearing his son's reminder, Jia Amnesty waved his hands impatiently and replied, "I know, I know, you can go about your business!"

The old lady was very angry yesterday, and she was always worried about Xiangyun's illness. During breakfast, Yuanyang came to report that Xiangyun's illness was better, and the old lady fell ill again.

Now Jia Zheng couldn't go to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry anymore, he had to invite the imperial doctor and wait on the old lady, and he finally had time to drink a cup of tea and take a break after tossing around until noon.

When Jia Cong found him, he was slumped on a chair with a tired face.When seeing his nephew coming in, his first reaction was to quickly resume his sitting upright.

"Second uncle, my father told you to write a certificate..."

The teacup in Jia Zheng's hand trembled, and he asked in surprise, "Huh? The first case? Are you really going to sue the historian?"

Ugh!
Jia Cong sighed and said: "It's too late if you don't fight. My nephew went to Bowlinghou's Mansion today. They directly said that Sister Yun's surname was Shi. His life and death are decided by historians. Our Jia family just eats carrots and doesn't worry about it. They also said that if we don't look In the face of the old lady, she has already brought people to the door to rob her..."

Of course Shi Nai would not really say that, but what he meant was that the Jia family's hand was too long, and his family would come to Rongguo Mansion to take Xiangyun back in a few days.

Moreover, the historian has already shown the marriage to Xiang Yun, and the six ceremonies will be celebrated in a few days.

Jia Cong hasn't found out who the other party is yet, but Shi Nai and his wife won't show him any good people, maybe they're still consumptive...

Shi Nai can definitely do this!

"Hey, good relatives are going to go to court. It's...fucking luck!"

Jia Zheng still couldn't understand that Jia and Shi had become estranged a few years ago, and they were basically separated in the past two years.

On the day Jia She was assassinated Liang Yuan, how close were the historians and the Huo family?Not to mention the close relationship between the historian and the Prince's Mansion of Beijing County, and the ambiguity with several Wu Xun families who were at odds with the Ningrong and Rongfu...

"Second Uncle, I have to fight. If Sister Yun stays in Baolinghou's Mansion, how can she survive?"

Jia Cong's reminder finally made Jia Zheng make up his mind. He carefully considered his words, and after a long time, he dried the ink on the paper and sighed deeply.

He still couldn't bear it, and said to Jia Cong: "Once this certificate is handed over to Shuntian Mansion, our family and historians will really have no chance to go back to the past."

Jia Cong took the case with both hands, shook his head and said: "If you don't file this lawsuit, you won't be able to go back to the past. If you don't want to advance and retreat with my family, you will eventually break up completely!"

……

Although the people in Shuntian Mansion were shocked by Jia Cong's complaint against Baolinghou's Mansion, they still accepted the case according to the rules.

However, since this case involved two princes, it was impossible to open the trial hastily. After sending Jia Cong out of the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion respectfully, Governor Tang Zhisheng immediately went to the imperial city with the certificate.

Jia Cong didn't stay outside either. After buying a bunch of snacks and toys, he returned to Rongguo Mansion.After reporting to my father about Shuntian Mansion's delivery of the certificate, I went to Rongxi Hall with a lot of snack toys.

At this time, Xiangyun's spirit head has obviously improved, and he is leaning on the pillow, talking to his sisters, sisters, brothers, and sisters-in-law in the warm pavilion.

"Third brother..."

Bang!
As soon as he walked into the Nuan Pavilion with snack toys, a little man rushed over and plunged into Jia Jia Cong's arms.

Xiao Xichun's eyes were shining, she raised her small face, her brows and eyes were curved, showing her little canine teeth and grinning: "Did the third brother buy something delicious for sister Xi?"

"Wu Fu Lou's sugar-fried chestnuts, do you want Fourth Sister to eat?"

Jia Cong shook the snack in his hand in front of Xichun, and Xiao Xichun immediately sniffed it around, shaking Jia Cong's arm constantly: "I want to eat, I want to eat..."

As she said that, she threw herself at the snacks exuding a sweet smell, but Jia Cong grabbed the back of her neck, and held the snacks high in the other hand, teasing Xichun to play, which made Xiao Xichun shrug her mouth. cry.

It was Wang Xifeng who stepped forward, patted Jia Cong on the head, hugged Xichun, and snatched the snack bag from Jia Cong's hand.

She shook the packs of snacks in her hand, and said with a smile to everyone in the warm pavilion, "I'm afraid it weighs several catties. Let's turn into gluttons today and eat up all the snacks Brother Cong bought."

Where would there be no snacks in the public house, but Xiangyun's mood is not high, and he is just teasing Xiangyun.

Everyone also avoided the historian's affairs one after another, snatched the snack packs that were opened on the table, and started chattering around...

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(End of this chapter)