Spoilers for The Red Mansion, Daiyu’s mentality is broken

Pong!
The more Jia Zheng read, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but tear the article into pieces.

He shouted hoarsely: "Ignorant bastard! What did you study this year? What book did you read?"

Jia Zheng sat upright on the chair, panting, with tears on his face, and shouted: "Get a big stick! Use a rope to tie it up! Close all the doors! If someone sends a message inside, they will be beaten to death immediately!"

The so-called hope is as great as the disappointment.

If he hadn't been full of expectations for Jia Baoyu, Jia Zheng wouldn't be so heartbroken now.

At this moment, Jia Zheng was no longer too lazy to ask Jia Baoyu how he had neglected his studies this year. He only ordered: "Shut up and beat him to death!"

The boys didn't dare to disobey, so they had to press Baoyu on the stool, lift up the big board and hit him ten times.

Jia Zheng thought the blow was too light, kicked the palm away, snatched it by himself, gritted his teeth and slammed it thirty or forty times.

Seeing that the fight was ominous, all the guests rushed forward to persuade him.Jia Zheng was not willing to listen and said:
"You ask if what he did is unforgivable! This year he went to the Imperial College to study, from his mother to his mother-in-law and maids. Who doesn't know that Second Master Bao is studying hard and getting better and better?"

"This naughty boy even tricked the old lady into thinking that he could get the top prize! Haha, who would have expected that this naughty boy didn't even read the Shangshu this year!"

"I gave a question that I didn't know what to think about, and he actually wrote about my sister, and I thought about it! Haha, what a beast! Why are you still doing this if you don't beat him to death? There's no need to be embarrassed..."

Several of Jia Zheng's retainers were speechless for a while after hearing this.

Since they can be hangers-on, they must have read books, and naturally they also know the saying "I am ignorant of what I think."

And when they heard that Jia Baoyu actually thought of this sentence as "my sister, I am thinking about it" and wrote it, they couldn't help but want to laugh, but it didn't come out funny.

If you put it that way, this beating was really not unfair!
But they couldn't just watch Baoyu being beaten to death and remain indifferent. They knew they couldn't persuade Jia Zheng, so they had to find someone to go in and give the letter.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang did not dare to go back to Jia Mu first, for fear that Baoyu would be beaten up, so she had to get dressed and go out. She hurried to the study regardless of whether there was anyone or not, and all the guests and servants were in a hurry to avoid it. .

As soon as Mrs. Wang entered the room, Jia Zheng seemed to add fuel to the fire, and the board went down harder and faster.

The two boys who were pressing Baoyu hurriedly let go of their hands and walked away. Baoyu could no longer move.

When Jia Zheng was about to fight, Mrs. Wang had already hugged the board.

Jia Zheng said: "That's it, that's all! You must make me angry to death today!"

Mrs. Wang cried: "Although Baoyu should be beaten, I must respect myself. Besides, the old lady is not doing well in the cold winter. Beating Baoyu to death is a small matter, but if the old lady feels uncomfortable for a moment, wouldn't it be a big deal?"

After hearing this, Jia Zheng sighed and sat on the chair, tears streaming down his face.

After all, beating Baoyu this time is not like the last time.

The last time he was beaten was because he was an actor, gave away personal belongings, neglected his studies at home, and insulted his mother and maid.

And this time he was beaten purely because he didn't study hard. Jia Zheng was not as angry as the last time.

Mrs. Wang held Baoyu in her arms and saw that his face was pale and weak, and he was wearing a green gauze coat with blood stains underneath. She couldn't help but take off the sweat towel and look at it. From the waist to the shin, it was either green or purple, whole or torn, but there was nothing good about it. .

Unconsciously, he burst into tears: "My poor son."

Because he was crying about his misfortune, he suddenly thought of Jia Zhu, so he called Jia Zhu and cried: "If you are alive, I won't care if a hundred people die." At this time, the people inside heard Mrs. Wang coming out, The Li Palace Prefect Wang Xifeng and sisters Yingchun had already come out.

Mrs. Wang cried Jia Zhu's name. Others were fine, but the palace magistrate couldn't help but burst into tears.

After hearing this, Jia Zheng's tears rolled down like melons.

Before they started talking, they suddenly heard the maid say: "The old lady is here."

Before he finished his sentence, he heard a trembling voice outside the window saying: "Beat me to death first, and then beat him to death. Wouldn't it be clean?"

When Jia Zheng saw his mother coming, he was anxious and in pain, so he hurriedly welcomed her out. He saw Jia's mother holding the girl's hand and walking panting.

Jia Zheng stepped forward, bowed and smiled and said: "It's freezing cold, why is mother so angry to come here in person? If she has anything to say, she should just call her son in and give instructions."

When Jia Mu heard about it, she stopped to take a breath and said sternly: "So you are talking to me! I have something to tell you. It's just pity that I haven't raised a good son in my life, but you tell me who to talk to!"

Jia Zheng didn't like what he said, so he knelt down and said with tears: "I want to teach my son a lesson, and also to honor my ancestors. How can I, a son, withstand my mother's words?"

When Jia's mother heard about it, she spat and said, "You can't stand it if I say a word. How can Baoyu be able to stand your deadly attack? You said that teaching your son is to honor your ancestors. How did your father teach you that way?" !”

As he spoke, tears rolled down his cheeks unconsciously.

Jia Zheng listened to Jia Mu's conversation that was similar to the last time, and suddenly felt tired and filled with panic.

He couldn't help but said: "My mother doesn't know anything about this evil son. She only knows that he studied hard in the Imperial College this year and made great progress! But when I tested him today, he turned out to be very incomprehensible! This time Years ago, I’m afraid his heart was not focused on studying at all.”

"Mother, you also said that Baoyu is very smart. If he is not strictly disciplined, how can he become a talented person? I teach him just because I want him to learn well and win the imperial examination or even be a Jinshi in the future, so as to honor his ancestors. of!"

Hearing Jia Zheng's words, Jia's mother couldn't help but be shocked.

Jia's mother really thinks that Jia Baoyu has the talent to be the number one scholar. You see, Brother Huan is not as good as Baoyu. He can win the number one prize in six consecutive exams.

If it were Baoyu, even if he didn't win six yuan in a row, he would win three yuan in a row, wouldn't he still be able to get the top prize and come back?

Now I heard from Jia Zheng that Baoyu did not study well in the Imperial College this year, and Jia's mother couldn't help but feel disappointed.

But Jia Mu is not a reasonable person after all. After Baoyu was beaten like this, the anger in her heart has not yet dissipated!

She couldn't help but said sternly: "You don't have to get angry with me. I shouldn't care whether you beat your son or not. I guess you are also tired of us women. Why don't we leave you as soon as possible and everyone will be clean!" "

After saying that, he asked people to see the sedan and horses: "Your wife Baoyu and I will go back to Nanjing immediately!"

The servants had no choice but to agree.

Jia Mu called Mrs. Wang again and said, "You don't have to cry. Now that Baoyu is young and you love him, when he grows up and becomes an official, he may not think that you are his mother. You don't want to do that now." If you love him, I'm afraid I'll lose my breath in the future."

Again!Again!
Every time I discipline Baoyu, this happens!
For a moment, Jia Zheng felt more and more troubled in his heart.

Jia Zheng couldn't take a breath, he just felt a tightness in his heart. The next moment, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards. (End of chapter)