The news of Jia She's death immediately spread to Rongguo Mansion.
While the housekeeper Lai Da ordered people to report to Jia Zheng, Jia Mu and others, he ran to the second door himself. Under the nervous and surprised eyes of the young men, he took off the chime hammer hanging under the eaves of the house and gathered all his strength. Knocked violently on the similarly suspended cloud board.
"Ding~~~"
The dull and thick sound suddenly spread from the second door to the entire Rongguo Mansion.
"Ding~~~"
"Ding~~~"
"Ding~~~"
At the same time, everyone in Rongguo Mansion was awakened by the sudden sound.
In the three wing rooms next to Rongxi Hall, in a deep Buddhist nunnery, Mrs. Wang is worshiping the Buddha with a pure heart. Suddenly she heard the sound of the cloud board, and the rosary beads in her hand stopped turning. She continued to fiddle with the rosary beads in her hand until the cloud board rang four times, confirming that it was a mourning sound.
Sure enough, I immediately heard the ladies coming in a hurry on the verandah, "Madam, it's not good, the eldest man is dead!!"
Mrs. Wang didn't respond. After dialing the last ring, she put everything down before the servants broke in. With a look of panic on her face, she got up to pack.
On Rongguofu West Road, Jia Mu went to her room.
Just after Lai Da pulled the cloud plate, Jia Mu suddenly froze. Later, when she heard that Jia She was dead, she became even more panicked. Even the spoon she was eating Tremella Soup in her hand fell into the soup bowl. among.
"Why did he die..."
Wang Xifeng rushed to the house as soon as possible, and except for the people who took care of her daughter, everyone else, including Qingwen and Xiangling, were summoned. There was no need to clean up, and they all left the second door without waiting for Jia Mu. Those who had a car took the car, and those who didn't followed on foot, and together they headed east across the courtyard.
Jia She had a very high status in the Jia family. His death would definitely shake the world. Sister Feng knew even more that with Mrs. Xing's incompetence and the few incompetent minions in the courtyard, she would never be able to properly receive visitors from the front yard and back hall.
At this time, she didn't want others to think that their big room in Rongguo Mansion was empty...
Although Jia Mu didn't delay, when she finished packing and gathered the people and came over, she still didn't know which wave it was.
The front and rear courtyards here are already crowded with people. The housekeeper, his wife and others are busy making arrangements to take care of them.
After passing the concubines, there were indeed more people in the main courtyard.
When Wang Xifeng heard Mrs. Wang helping Jia Mu over, she quickly went out to greet her.
"What's it like inside?"
Jia Mu asked anxiously, her eyes clearly sad and sad, she wanted to shed tears, but there seemed to be no tears to shed.
Wang Xifeng didn't think it was strange. At this time, everyone was in a panic, so she just held Jia Mu's arm in tears and said sadly: "I have already decorated the eldest man's appearance. I just wait for the old lady to see the eldest man for the last time." One glance and he is about to be buried.
Fortunately, we had listened to the imperial doctor's instructions and prepared the coffin in advance, so there was no big mistake. "
What you hear with your ears and see with your eyes has become reality. Jia's mother didn't care much. She walked through the hall, went up the steps, and walked into Jia She's room while leaning on Wang Xifeng's arm.
Here, many of Jia She's aunts, concubines, concubines and others all knelt down, already crying like the Yellow River was overflowing, and their voices were sad.
In front of the couch, Mrs. Xing and Jia Lian were kneeling and crying to themselves.
Behind them, Jia Zheng, Jia Rong, Jia Cong and others, who had arrived in advance, were also kneeling, coughing and sighing, or burying their heads in sorrow.
When Jia's mother came in, only Jia Zheng stood up to greet her. Everyone else just turned around and said hello.
Jia's mother rushed forward and looked at Jia She, who was black-faced, emaciated and withered, and thought that he had once been a naughty child in front of her. Finally, she felt sad and shed tears. Wuwu started to cry.
Wang Xifeng and Mrs. Wang hurriedly supported the old man to prevent her from falling.
Even though Mrs. Wang had always hated Jia She, looking at the miserable appearance he left behind in the world, she couldn't help but feel a little pity. The so-called rabbit dies and the fox is sad, they are all people of a lifetime, but I didn't expect that they would really die like this.
So I gave birth to a few tears.
"What an injustice! What an injustice! I have raised you for more than fifty years in vain. Unexpectedly, you still walked in front of me..."
Jia Mu cried once and scolded again. She was so sad that she couldn't help herself.
Seeing Jia Mu like this, even Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun, Daiyu, and Jia Baoyu, who could only kneel down next to each other because they couldn't find any extra space, all burst into tears one by one.
With the comfort of Jia Zheng and others, Jia Mu finally vented her emotions after a long period of time.
When she regained some energy, Jia Mu asked Mrs. Xiang Xing, "Did he say anything before he left?"
Mrs.
Jia Lian replied for her: "Back to the old lady, when I was dying, my grandson was in front of me. I did tell my grandson something..."
After saying that, without waiting for Jia Mu to ask again, she said sadly: "The master said that he has enjoyed all kinds of blessings in his life. Before leaving, he had nothing to worry about. The only thing is to return the favor." In the future, I will have time to show my filial piety in front of the old lady.
Therefore, the master told his grandson that he must be filial to the old lady on his behalf in the future, and repay the old lady's kindness in giving birth to him...
The master also asked his grandson to apologize to the old lady on his behalf, saying that he could not appreciate the old lady's painstaking efforts in the past and did many things that made the old lady sad. He also asked the old lady to forgive him just for the sake of seeing him. Bar. "
What Jia Lian said was true, and everyone was sad after hearing it. They all said in their hearts that they didn't expect that the elder could still say these words before he left. This shows that the saying is right, "A man's words are good when he is about to die, and a bird's words are good." Its cry is also sad when it is about to die."
As the protagonist of a white-haired man giving a black-haired man a favor, Mother Jia found it even more difficult to control herself. She covered her chest and was speechless except for crying.
Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang persuaded her again, and then Jia Mu asked again: "Your father, what else did he say?"
"My father also asked his grandson to take good care of Cong'er from now on. He said that Cong'er is lonely and helpless, and no one except me, the elder brother, is willing to take care of him..."
This remark was not beyond the expectations of others. Because of some things that happened before, some people even thought that Jia She liked Jia Cong better than his legitimate son Jia Lian. Therefore, before Jia She died, it seemed natural that he was worried about Jia Cong.
Following Jia Lian's words, everyone also looked at Jia Cong in the corner, who had never had any sense of presence.
Tears were streaming down Jia Cong's face, and his face was pale. He seemed to be very frightened when he saw everyone's eyes, and he quickly lowered his head.
Jia Mu also took a look and sighed: "If he had been like this and listened to someone's advice, what would have happened today... that's all... that's all...
Lian'er, your father is right. No matter what he says, Cong'er is still your biological brother.
Your master is gone, and his aunt is gone too. From now on, if you can take care of him more, take care of him more. This is also your responsibility. "
"yes……"
Jia Lian responded respectfully.
From beginning to end, no one suspected that there was anything fishy about Jia She's death.
In other words, no one dared to have any doubts.
A few months have passed since Jia She fell ill, and everyone has made the necessary mental preparations.
At the same time, Jia She died of suffocation. Even on his face, there were some traces of the last struggle of his dying life, which could not be revealed at all on his black and blue face.
In addition, Jia Lian immediately asked someone to touch up Jia She's makeup...
At this point, except for the most brilliant craftsmen who come to examine it carefully with a clear attitude of skepticism, they will never be able to see anything out of the ordinary.
But it is obvious that at this time, everyone is only thinking about putting Jia She into burial as soon as possible. They don't even know how to ask a doctor, so how can they ask a widower to conduct an inspection?
Isn't this an obvious suspicion of patricide?
Who has the right to doubt him? Who in the Jia family today dares to charge him with such a treasonous crime?
If such a person exists, he is just seeking his own death.
Therefore, under Jia Lian's flawless performance, Jia She's humane "last words" were explained to Jia's mother, and everyone drew a perfect ending for Jia She in their hearts.
After Jia Mu took one last look at Jia She, she came to the main hall and sat down tremblingly.
At this time, how to discuss Jia She's funeral is the top priority, and it is also the biggest and most important thing.
