Facing Youshi's gaze, Jia Rong's face turned bitter, and she let out a long sigh and said, "Madam, don't you understand what happened now? My father... was in danger this time."
Youshi's face turned pale. She didn't know why, but she still had thoughts of what might happen.
In the past few days, she had a little experience of the treacherous world. Xifu first asked her to go over to discuss rescue matters. Then two days later, the relatives and friends in Xifu, including those from Shangshu, went to Jingzhao Yamen for activities. In the end, there was no news.
I heard that the officials in the court were determined to kill the master for colluding with bandits.
"Madam, the old lady in Xifu should be here soon." Jia Rong urged.
Youshi's jade face was slightly startled, she sighed quietly, said nothing more, and followed Jia Rong towards the Dongfu Ancestral Hall.
Surrounded by servants and maids, Youshi and Jia Rong walked toward the ancestral hall along a gravel path shaded by willows. Youshi stood in a courtyard, and she didn't know whether it was what she felt in her heart. The couplet on the side paused and looked:
The liver and brain are ruined, and the surname depends on the kindness of the nurse.
Its fame spreads all over the world, and it has been popular in steaming for hundreds of generations.
"Madam, the old ladies are all in the courtyard." Jia Rong whispered from the side.
Youshi nodded, suppressing the inexplicable feeling of sadness in his heart. He moved lightly, stepped on the mossy and wet stone steps, and climbed up.
Among the two mansions in the east and west, Ning Guo is the leader. In Dream of Red Mansions, Xue Baoqin once described the situation of the Jia family ancestral hall as follows: "There is another courtyard to the west of Ning Mansion, with five gates inside the black painted fence, and hanging above it. There is a plaque with the four characters "Jia's Ancestral Hall" written on it, and "Yanshenggong Kong Jizong Shu" written next to it."
Next is a pair of couplets.
In the morning, Jia Heng was called into the Ning Mansion by Lin Zhixiao from the West Mansion. Looking at the tall white jade archway, the above words could not help but come to mind.
Lin Zhixiao glanced at the young man and sighed in his heart. Such an outstanding clansman, holding his sword in the Rongxi Hall, said that he wanted to honor the ancestral lintel of the Second Duke Rongning, but now he was expelled from the place where the two heroes Rongning rested. , I have to say it is a kind of irony.
Jia Heng is still wearing a green shirt at this moment, holding a sword at his waist. Even if he is expelled from his family today, he cannot relax his vigilance towards Ning Rong's second house.
Climbing up the steps and entering the courtyard, what you can see are green pines and cypresses standing opposite each other, and a white stone corridor leading from it. At the end is a platform with mottled green bronze Yi and other ritual utensils. .
There is a nine-dragon gold plaque hanging in front of Baoxia, with the inscription: "Xinghui Fubi".
This should be the imperial pen of Emperor Taizong of the Chen Han Dynasty.
The couplet on both sides reads: "The merits are shining brightly in the sun and the moon, and the fame is uninterrupted and reaches the descendants."
The main hall with five green tiles and blue tiles stands tall and majestic. There is also a plaque written in imperial inscriptions on it, "Pursue the distance with caution in the end", not to mention the couplet.
At this moment, under the eaves of the corridor, there was already a crowd of people. Servants and women were lined up on the left and right. The men and wives of the Jia family were sitting on the nanmu chairs in the ancestral hall, followed by the men of the Jia family.
For example, Jia Dai Confucianism and Dai Xiu, who were all generations of the generation.
The literary generation includes Jia Chi, Jia Xiao, Jia Dun, Jia She and Jia Zheng.
Jia Cong, Jia?, Jia Ju, Jia Chen, Jia Qiong and Jia Lin are the names of the jade generation.
The cursive characters include Jia Chang, Jia Ling, Jia Yun, Jia Qin, Jia Zhen, Jia Ping, Jia Zao, Jia Heng, Jia Fen, Jia Fang, Jia Lan and Jia Jun.
As for Jia Rong and Jia Qiang, the two elders of Ningguo Mansion, they stood under the eaves of the corridor, one on the left and one on the right, looking at Jia Heng who stood proudly in the atrium with complicated expressions.
Jia Rong's eyes were calm, while Jia Qiang's eyes were vaguely inexplicable.
Jia Rong's tone was polite and respectful, and said: "Uncle Heng, the old lady, the eldest master, the eldest wife, the second master..."
Without waiting for Jia Rong to finish speaking, Jia Heng stretched out a hand, pressed his sword with a pale expression, straightened his face, calmed his expression, and walked straight into the ancestral hall with stern eyes.
The few words of "quasi-patriarch" that Jia Rong was holding back were stuck in her throat, and her delicate and handsome cheeks turned white and red, and red and white again.
I don't know why, but in my heart I was comparing it with my reprimanding my mother-in-law in the morning, and I cursed in my heart, damn, he still can't compare to Uncle Heng.
At this moment, Jia Heng pressed his sword and entered the main hall of the ancestral hall. In the distance, pairs of eyes were looking at him. Some were old and some young. They were either indifferent, ridiculed, pity, cold, or curious. .
Compared with a club holding an incense hall, the scene of selecting people to talk to and discuss is less stressful.
Jia Heng faced everyone's gaze, his figure as tall and tall as a pine tree, holding a sword in one hand, as if there was no one else around, he just raised his eyes to look at the portrait of Ning Rong and the Shinto tablet in the middle of the ancestral hall.
There is also a different emotion in his eyes. His appearance in this body is almost the same as that of his previous life. Just like him and me in different time and space, he came as his own self and was reborn in this specious world of Red Mansions. No matter what, he must ultimately inherit Ning Rong's second son's love.
As the saying goes, if you never forget, there will be a response.
Jia She's face turned livid, he coughed, and was about to speak when his pupils suddenly shrank and his expression changed drastically.
Suddenly, I saw the young man walking to the incense table, twisting the incense stick and lighting it on the candle.
"Yellow-mouthed boy, how dare you! Who allows you, an expelled person, to worship the ancestors of my Jia family?!" Jia She scolded with a gloomy face.
Jia Heng glanced at Jia She coldly, then rushed to the Ning Rong Ergong tablet to worship, then walked to the incense burner and solemnly presented it.
Then he looked at Jia She, facing the throne of Ningrong Ergong. Because Jia She was sitting and Jia Heng was standing, with a tall figure, he said in a condescending manner, "Not to mention that I, Jia Heng, have not yet eliminated the clan. The ancients said that the ancestors had meritorious service and the clan had virtues. The ancestors of the Jia family knew it clearly. They thought that they were connected by blood and had loving descendants. They would still spread their virtues widely and protect you! How can the roaring barking of our ancestors show the glory of our ancestors?"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall, and everyone looked at each other. Although they thought that the ancestral hall was a solemn place, they did not make a noise, but they were still talking in private.
Isn’t it the removal of clan status? How did you become an independent business? This is the doubtful look of Jia Dun and others.
They were members of a side tribe, and although they knew a little about the feud between the leader of Ning State and Jia Heng, they didn't know much about the details.
"As long as Jia Heng is not expelled, he can still offer incense and worship to Jia's ancestors. This is the utmost filial piety and the law of heaven. No one can say anything. It's just that the barking of Jia Heng said is really..." This is Jia Dairu's idea. , after thinking about it until the end, he looked at Jia Heng standing in the atrium and shook his head.
Jia Zheng looked at the young man who was still willing to bend but not bend. There was a hint of loneliness on his elegant face. They were of the same race and were connected by blood, so why was it like this?
At the head of the female family, Jia's mother was the only one sitting on a Taishi chair. She was served by a maid in Yuanyang. Her old face looked indifferent. After hearing Jia Heng's words, her originally gloomy face turned gloomy again. I felt a sense of powerlessness all over my body.
This Jia Heng is a bastard, always criticizing her with words and writings. This is an evil obstacle sent by God... to fight her.
It can be said that Jia Mu has gone from appreciation at the beginning, to indifference before, to now having a headache.
Madam Xing's fair face was filled with anger, but the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes twitched. She looked at Wang Xifeng aside, as if asking, what does barking mean?
Wang Xifeng blinked her red phoenix eyes under her slender eyebrows. Although she didn't recognize many words, she also knew that the barking was a dog. This Jia Heng was scolding her father-in-law...
Thinking of this, a trace of schadenfreude flashed in my heart, but after a moment, the beautiful appearance of the young woman Huaxin changed. Her father-in-law was a dog, and the second master and her...
However, this was not over yet. Jia She, whose face was turning green and red and trembling with anger, started to rebuke angrily.
Jia Heng held his sword and looked at it. He moved closer and said coldly in a clear and calm voice: "Who gave you the confidence to roar like thunder in this resting place of the ancestors and gods? Who gave it to you?" How dare you sit upright like a chair with your face, even though the ancestral tablets are standing on the table? I, a great man, govern the country with filial piety. I offer sacrifices to my ancestors and respect my ancestors. What does that have to do with you?"
Jia She felt a buildup of anger. He opened his mouth and wanted to rebuke a few words, but after all, he was clumsy with words. After thinking for a long time, he didn't know how to respond. He was angry and anxious, his eyes were black, his hands and feet were cold, and he said: "It's really the opposite. ,Inverted!"
Mrs. Can you still tolerate such a junior?"
"Shut up bitch!"
Suddenly at this moment, Jia Heng shouted loudly.
Mrs. Xing, who was making an impassioned speech, seemed to have been strangled by the neck, with a look of horror on her face.
She...did she hear it wrong just now?
However, seeing the same surprised looks from all the Jia clan men around her, Mrs. Xing opened her mouth, turned to look at Jia Heng, suddenly met those cold eyes, and said angrily.
Sister Feng's delicate body was trembling slightly at this moment, the word "bitch" was lingering in her heart, and there was a somewhat inexplicable color in the charming Danfeng eyes.
Of course it's not something I woke up...
It was Mrs. Xing, even though she was not Jia Lian's biological mother, but her status as the legitimate mother still made Sister Feng, who had passed through the family, keep herself in a low position.
It is recorded in "A Dream of Red Mansions" that when Mrs. Xing inspected the Grand View Garden, her performance was so eye-catching that even Sister Feng had to stay away.
Sister Feng's beautiful eyes flickered, and she looked thoughtfully at the young man in green shirt with a cold face.
At that time, I just heard the young man say loudly, "If you weren't such a bitch, you are always so good at stirring up trouble, why would you be so ignorant of right and wrong? Jia Zhen colluded with the bandits and kidnapped my newlywed wife. I arrested her on the spot and sent her to the official. This is an important case designated by the Holy Spirit. How can we allow people to confuse right and wrong? Although I am mean and surly, I am not unwise! Come to think of it, he is just a good man, but he was instigated by a bitch like you!"
Mrs. Wang was looking at the young man opposite her coldly. When she heard this, she frowned. For some reason, she felt uncomfortable in her heart when she heard the last words.
Regarding Jia Heng, the reason why she just stood aside and said nothing, but argued with the junior, she lost her dignity in vain and did not say anything. She was taken advantage of and lost her face like now.
"Jia Heng is a lawless person. He likes to make trouble, so let him make trouble. Young people don't know the bounds of heaven and earth. If he makes such a trouble, someone will give him retribution." Mrs. Wang twirled the beads in her hand and thought.
