In the small study room, Jia She sat at the dark sandalwood table, watching and playing with the pot-shaped Ru kiln in his hand.
He was wearing luxurious robes, with a long black crown on his head, and a hosta on his head. He looked quite impressive at first glance.
But his hunched shoulders, gray beard, sideburns, and hollow eyes all exposed his old and frail body that was invaded by alcohol and sex, and was strong on the outside but dry on the inside.
He is the hereditary first-class powerful general of Rong Guo Gong, and he is also the master of Dongkuoyuan, the branch of Rong Guo Mansion here.
What he held in his hand was the treasure he had just bought for three hundred taels of silver.
Three hundred taels of silver, if placed in a small household, would be enough for ten years. But it was nothing to Jia She. He just bought it with a wave of his sleeves because he heard that the porcelain pot was a relic of the previous dynasty and had an inscription from a generation of Tanhualang on it.
Before he could tell what was going on, he heard the sound of someone running violently on the outer corridor. Just as he was about to scold him, he saw the housekeeper rushing to the door in a panic, panting: "Master, Master, Second Master Lian! Second Master Lian!" Coming towards the study..."
Jia She was furious: "Okay, this little beast still dares to come to see me... huh? Why are you panicking?"
"Second Master, Second Master is holding a sword in his hand!"
Jia She was stunned and said: "What sword?"
"It's just... someone just saw Mr. Lian coming out of his room with a sword in his hand. He immediately came to tell the servant, and the servant hurriedly came to tell the master."
The housekeeper stuttered back, unable to hide the worry on his face.
In the morning, the second master Lian was beaten severely by the master and almost died. As soon as he woke up, he came to the master with a sword. It was said that the second master Lian had a "gloomy face and looked very scary."
Mr. Lian's violent and unusual behavior made him easily think of bad things.
"Okay, I want to see what this rebellious little beast wants to do!" Jia She can naturally think of anything the housekeeper can think of.
Although he didn't believe that Jia Lian had the courage to attack him, he couldn't control the fear in his heart, so he shouted to the housekeeper: "Why are you still standing here? Why don't you call someone!!"
The butler took the order and turned to leave, but he hesitated.
Jia She's heart trembled for no reason. Following the housekeeper's gaze, he saw a faint figure moving slowly through the window paper, and finally appeared at the door of the room.
Who is that rebellious little beast? In his hand, he actually held a shining sword!
"Second Master Lian, you..." The housekeeper took a step towards the door, trying to stop the advice.
"roll!"
The cold scolding and the sword that seemed to be shaking made the butler immediately step back, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.
His old arms and legs could not withstand the sword of the young and energetic Master Lian. Besides, the other party is still the master, so if he is hacked to death, his death will be in vain.
"Beast, do you still want to kill your father?"
The housekeeper stepped back and there was no one else in the room. Looking at Jia Lian who walked in with his head buried and without saying a word, Jia She's voice couldn't help but tremble.
Perhaps suppressed by his shout, Jia Lian finally raised his head.
He first glanced at Jia She, who had turned behind the chair and stared at him with a wary expression. He said nothing and had no expression on his face. Then as far as the eye can see is Jia She's study.
It may not be appropriate to call it a study, because the bookshelves here, apart from some scattered desolate books, are filled with all kinds of toys and treasures, which have been polished to a shiny shine and shine with precious light.
Under the bookshelf, there are large wooden boxes placed in rows, locked with copper locks. Jia Lian knew that all of them were treasures collected by Jia She over the years.
Therefore, this place is not only Jia She's study room, but also his "treasure pavilion".
I have to say that the furnishings in Jia Lian's room seemed shabby compared to here. It's no wonder that "he" has tried to sneak in here countless times, steal a few treasures and exchange them for money.
Of course, in the end, they didn't dare to take action because they were afraid of the old man's power.
Feeling slightly amused in my heart, I saw from the corner of my eye that Jia She's expression was full of anger, and he almost couldn't suppress it. There were also many footsteps in the corridor outside. Apparently a large number of people came after hearing the news.
Knowing that the time had come, Jia Lian didn't hesitate at all. He knelt on the floor with a plop, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and said loudly: "My son has made a big mistake. I came here to ask for death!"
His behavior made not only the maids and boys crowded at the door of the room stunned, but also Mrs. Xing who came in a hurry and wanted to scold Jia Lian loudly.
Jia She suddenly understood something, and the anger on his face subsided slightly. He took a step forward and snorted: "You evil beast, I didn't beat you to death just now, but you got the pleasure of doing this again!"
Mrs. Xing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Jia Lian really wasn't here for "revenge". He entered the room and said a few words to persuade Jia She to calm down, and then turned back to Jia Lian and said: "Lian Er, get up too, what are you doing in the clear sky and in broad daylight?
If you have any questions, you just have to talk to the master. It doesn't matter whether you die or not. You are the only son of my master. If you have something to say, why would you go so far as to use a sword? "
Jia Lian looked up when he heard the sound, his face full of sadness, and there were tears in his handsome and bright eyes.
He stared at Jia She in front of him and said sadly: "My son knows his mistake, but I beg you to calm down. My son is willing to die."
On the surface, Jia Lian looked remorseful and sad, but in fact, Jia Lian was thinking about Mrs. Xing's words.
Jia She clearly has another son, his cheap brother, whose single name is "Cong". Why did Mrs. Xing think that he was Jia She's only son?
Then Jia Lian finally understood that in Mrs. Xing's heart, even though she was filling in the house, she could still be regarded as Jia She's first wife. Therefore, Mrs. Xing felt that Jia She, her, and herself, the man born to the original wife, were the serious masters of this courtyard.
She doesn't take anyone else seriously, including the children raised by her aunt like Jia Cong.
Although there are worldly truths to follow, such errors and omissions are biased and ridiculing words that should not come from the mouth of the head wife.
No wonder Mrs. Xing clearly has a distinguished status and is a first-grade imperial concubine, but in the original work she acts like a concubine and is hated by everyone.
But this is fine, as such a person is easy to deal with. In other words, in Dongkua Courtyard, as long as he can deal with Jia She, everything will basically be fine.
Jia She didn't expect that Jia Lian would suddenly be so brave and dare to actually raise his sword to let him die.
His appearance didn't seem to be fake, and for the moment he didn't have any thoughts of killing him again, but he was still angry after all.
Then I saw the faces of the people gathered at the door were joking. I felt like I was being laughed at, and my anger suddenly found a way to vent.
"Why don't you all get out, what are you doing here?!"
The angry teapot was smashed at the door, and the young man, concubines, and maids were frightened and scattered.
With no one else around, Jia She had no scruples and glared at Jia Lian again: "You bastard, you did such an animal thing. I really wish I could follow your wishes and kill you with one sword, so that you, a rebellious and ungrateful thing, can't live." Disgraced our ancestors in the world!"
Faced with Jia She's insults, Jia Lian said in his heart, "Who can be better than you in tarnishing your ancestors"... But he didn't dare to show it on his face, he just lowered his head and said: "My son knows his mistake, please calm down."
Mrs. Xing was most afraid of another trouble at home. Seeing that the situation was calming down, she tried to persuade them to make peace.
It was hard for Jia She to act like this anymore. After a few more curses, he scolded: "What are you doing here? Why don't you go back over there? Remember this. If you don't have my summons in the future, you don't have to do it again." When you come back, you don’t even have to say hello, so as not to make me angry.”
Hearing Jia She's words, Jia Lian knew that his goal had been achieved.
There was nothing he could do.
In this world, Lao Tzu is the king's law and heaven!
If he wants to rebel against heaven, the risk is too high. Even in his current position, resisting Jia She is seeking death!
Therefore, facing Jia She's anger, his only choice was to calm down.
That's why they played such a trick of striking first and putting people on the spot to survive.
In the end, the result was okay, and he no longer had to consider whether to abandon his sword and run away, or to fight back with a sword and then escape and wait for a narrow escape.
"Why don't you get out yet?"
Jia She was in a depressed mood. Seeing that Jia Lian was still lingering after putting down his sword, he shouted again.
But he saw that Jia Lian hesitated again and again, and asked again: "My son knows that he has committed a serious crime and should die. I will die. However, my body, hair, skin, and everything on my body are gifts from the master. Now not only have I not repaid the master, The grace of giving birth to a child, if today due to my fault, my reputation will be affected, even if I die, my son will really feel uneasy..."
Although Jia Lian spoke implicitly, he believed that both Jia She and Mrs. Xing could understand it.
It is true that if word of what happened today were spread, his reputation would be completely ruined.
But, for Jia She, why not?
What's more, he is just a young man in the Duke's mansion. If something like this happened, he would just stay behind closed doors and let others laugh at him.
But for Jia She, it was miserable.
He carries the ancestral title and ranks in the first rank. Even when he enters the court and listens to politics, he is also at the forefront.
The more noble a person is, the more he cares about appearance. He does not believe that Jia She would be willing to let outsiders, even colleagues in the DPRK, point fingers at him.
Sure enough, after listening to his words, Jia She's chest visibly rose and fell several times.
Suddenly he grabbed the jade-white tea cup in front of him and smashed it on Jia Lian's head.
Even though Jia Lian was on guard and avoided immediately, the tea cup still fell on his shoulder.
The severe pain caused Jia Lian to lower his head quickly to prevent the coldness in his eyes from being seen by the two people in the room.
Sure enough, only by experiencing this kind of oppression and humiliation personally can we deeply understand the original anger and resentment.
No one would retain the bond between father and son when facing a father who beat and scolded him frequently and showed no regard for dignity or life and death.
In the original mind, I have long wished that the old thing would die early and be well...
This is very good, and it is in line with his wishes. In the future, he will not have to worry about so many things.
"Damn beast, you still have the nerve to say that, your ancestors will be embarrassed!"
Jia Shewu scolded himself and glanced at the table.
Fortunately, there was nothing else on the table except the previous-generation porcelain pot that he had just bought and was really reluctant to throw away.
Seeing that Jia She was angry again, Mrs. It’s best if today’s incident is spread.”
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Compared to dealing with Jia Lian, Jia She really cared more about his own reputation.
Mrs. Xing already lacked talents. When she was asked, she hesitated for a long time and was unable to reply. The scene was quiet for a while.
"My son has no intention of abusing himself, but just for the sake of the master's reputation. After he returns later, if Feng Yatou asks where his son's injuries came from, the son will only say that he accidentally kept a very precious amethyst jade in the master's study for many years. The jade bottle was broken, and the master was angry for a moment, so he hit me twice." Jia Lian raised his head with a calm expression.
When Jia She and Mrs. Xing heard this, they subconsciously looked at a small but extremely rare jade vase in the corner, and understood what Jia Lian meant.
That's right, after calming Jia She's anger, Jia Lian was in no hurry to leave.
He also wanted to save his reputation.
Among the rich and powerful families, there are not many in the first place, and many of them are speculative and false.
Therefore, as long as Jia She no longer pursues him and is even willing to give him cover, today's incident can be covered up to the maximum extent.
I believe many people in the two houses will have heard about the turmoil in Dongkua Courtyard today. They must give a reasonable explanation.
As for whether you believe it or not, I don’t know. Anyway, no one will come to verify it.
As for whether Jia She is willing to provide him with cover, Jia Lian believes that for the sake of his own reputation, Jia She will agree.
Sure enough, although Jia She became more and more angry as he thought about it, he finally acquiesced to Jia Lian's statement, but he became more and more unhappy with Jia Lian, scolding him with a sullen face.
Jia Lian didn't feel angry at all about this, and led him with humility on his face. He waited until Jia She's scolding had run out before he resigned and left.
…
Seeing that the matter had subsided and there was no one else in the room, Mrs. Send him away, or beat him to death directly..."
Jia She said: "I asked her just now. It was Lian'er, the beast, who intimidated her."
"But……"
"Okay, this happened just now, and you sent her away later. Wouldn't you tell the world clearly? Then do I still want to lose my face?"
Mrs. . It would be a pity if it was smashed for nothing, why not give it to me, I will have someone take it out secretly, and you can get some money back."
Although Jia She was reluctant to give up, for the sake of his own face, he had no choice but to give up.
Mrs. Xing smiled happily.
Today is not in vain. Although she has to give the money back to Jia She, there are still some benefits in passing it through her hands.
