The Rise of Ning Mansion in Red Mansions

Chapter 79: Diverting trouble to the east
It was clearly stated that Rongguo Mansion was keeping it for Lin Daiyu and would transfer it to Lin Daiyu when she came of age.

When she grew up and got married, Ningrong's second house sent her another dowry.

It can be said that the Jia family loves and protects their granddaughter.

However, no matter how Ren Lin Ruhai's family explained it, the Yangzhou salt merchants did not believe it.

Feeling that Jia Min died of illness and something was wrong between the Lin and Jia families, they had no scruples and came to force Lin Ruhai to stand up for them and appeal to the court.

Money and silk are really touching people's hearts.

Unexpectedly, Jia Dai chose this moment to come to Yangzhou to pay homage to Jia Min. Lin Ruhai couldn't help but think about it and asked this question.

"If you tell me back to the master, you can't be wrong. He is indeed Qilin'er of the Ningguo Mansion. He is the first-class uncle in the dynasty. There is no doubt about it, Master Dai!"

Lin Tao knew the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to hide it. He explained every detail clearly and made no fiction.

Lin Ruhai pinched his beard and walked back and forth for a few steps, then suddenly smiled while stroking his hands, "How wonderful it is!"

In the past few days, Yangzhou salt merchants have besieged him in batches in the name of condolences, and Lin Ruhai was already exhausted.

The court was in a hurry again, but Lin Ruhai was a weak scholar who always paid attention to his reputation as a teacher.
When encountering someone who is being unreasonable and crying about poverty, they can't bear to argue with shame.

He is not like a noble man, he is used to being overbearing and overbearing, and he uses force to defeat everything.

Jia Dai came at the right time. With him holding the line and using forceful means, those profit-seeking salt merchants would not dare to block the door and cause trouble.
Jia Min's spirit can also take advantage of the auspicious time to return to his old hometown in Suzhou today.

"Why don't you bring him to see me?"

Lin Ruhai couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to see how good the Jia family's Qilin'er was, and how much he was valued by Emperor Taikang and trusted by Jia Min to entrust Lin Daiyu to his care.

"Originally, I wanted to bring him over to pay homage to the master, but Uncle Dai said that he had been entrusted by the old lady of Rongguo Mansion, Uncle Zhu, and Second Master Bing Lian, so he must pay homage to his wife first."

"Uncle Zhu wrote a long memorial poem by himself. He should be reciting it in the mourning hall right now. Considering the length, he will not be able to finish it in an hour and a half."

Lin Tao spoke sincerely and clearly.

Lin Ruhai listened attentively, walked back to the Imperial Master's chair and lay down. He stopped talking and smoothed his goat's beard under his chin. After half a breath, he seemed to be reminiscing and excusing Jia Dai, and said:
"Yes."

"They are the Duke's palace. After all, they are different from other families. They have their own set of decency and rules."

"In that case, after he has finished paying his respects, you can bring him to the study to meet with me for a while."

Lin Tao responded, bowed and retreated. Suddenly he saw the salt merchants gathered in the flower hall, but they still didn't disperse. He turned around and said:
"Master, those people in the flower hall..."

"Just say I'm not feeling well, and if they are willing to wait, teach them to wait, and someone will take care of it later."

Lin Ruhai smiled mysteriously, waved his hand, and waved away Lin Tao. He randomly picked up a book from the bookshelf at hand and passed the time while waiting for Jia Dai.

"Ok."

Lin Tao nodded immediately, knowing that Lin Ruhai was tired of the Yangzhou salt merchants' entanglement.

Also, it turned out that the young master and his wife died of illness six months apart. The master was busy with official duties and taking care of the funeral of his loved ones at the same time, so his energy and physical strength were not enough.

These people are good. In the past three to five months, they have been visiting almost every day. They treat the imperial decrees as if they are nothing, and they use both soft and hard methods. They instigate the master to write letters and plead their case on their behalf.

Lin Tao closed the door and turned around to leave, but stood in front of the door, hesitated for a while, and then turned back.

"Anything else?"

Lin Ruhai was already a little impatient.

"Back to the master, I heard from Manager Zhou that Brother Jue and Brother Jue only appeared once in the mourning hall early in the morning, and I don't know where they went. It's almost noon now, and there is still no one there."

Brother Jue and Brother Jue are Lin Ruhai's nephews from the same clan. They were chosen from the Gusu clan and planned to teach Lin Ruhai to choose one person and record them in Jia Min's name.

One is to take over a large amount of incense, and the other is to establish a relationship with the Jia family. It will be cheaper to become prosperous in the future. However, these two people and Lin Ruhai's team have already entered the fifth server, and they are all stubborn people.

In front of Jia Minling, doing things perfunctorily does not look like a filial child.

How could he win the ancestral hall and not even get into Lin Ruhai's eyes?

Lin Ruhai was determined to pledge his life to the country and did not want to do anything else, but he could not express his intention to defy the elders of the clan.
I can only drag it out like this, not agreeing or agreeing.

Just pretend that these two people are not there, but they have harmed all the servants of Lin Mansion. They are not respectful, nor are they contrary. It is really embarrassing.

Lin Tao actually expressed the thoughts of the servants.

Lin Ruhai's hand that had just opened the page paused slightly, paused in the air for a moment, shook his head, and then said:
"Understood, you go down."

"Yes."

Lin Tao closed the door and bowed out. He had already done what he should say and do. Whether he listened or not was Lin Ruhai's own business.

Jia Dai finished reciting Jia Zhu's smelly and long sacrificial poem, threw it into the brazier and burned it, turning it into ashes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Jia Zhu is indeed a scholar. After Jia Jing, he passed the imperial examination and wrote eight-legged essays.

The ability to talk and write nonsense is really high, and it is difficult to teach Jia Dai how to make a horse.

When he opened it, he found that Jia Dai didn't recognize several characters and could only pronounce half of them. Fortunately, he was confident and had no lag at all, so he easily got through.

Otherwise, a big joke would have to be made. It would be a small thing to be embarrassed, but it would be a big thing to ruin the Jia family's face.

"Uncle Dai, our master has invited you."

The boy who had been ordered by Lin Tao was at the side early in the morning. When he saw that Jia Dai had finished his work, he immediately came to invite him.

Jia Dai looked solemn and glanced into the inner hall pretending to be inadvertent.

What a pity.

Although there were several young women in the inner hall, sobbing, they were all wearing sackcloth and mourning.

Looking at it, the only difference is the size, so how can you tell who Lin Daiyu is.

Even Jia Dai was not sure whether Lin Daiyu was inside.

The Yandao Mansion is not well repaired. At least in Jia Dai's opinion, it is not as luxurious as Ningguo Mansion, nor as grand as Rongguo Mansion. It can even be said to be a bit crude.

But the quietness, elegance and tranquility are incomparable to those of wealthy families.

Along the way, Jia Dai didn't meet any serious master.

There are not many maids and wives, which shows that the Lin family is very thin and there are really not many people there. Otherwise, in front of such a big event, the Lin family would be so deserted.

After walking through a veranda and a rockery, I came to a small building with no plaque on it. This was Lin Ruhai's study.

The boy who led the way pointed to where he was, bowed and retreated.

There were two boys of twelve or thirteen years old standing in front of the door. One of them knocked on the door and walked in to announce, "Master, Uncle Dai is here."

"come in."

He has a clear accent and a middle-aged voice that makes people feel comfortable.

This was the first serious meeting between the two. Jia Dai straightened the collar on his chest and stepped in.

(End of this chapter)