"I've never heard of that news before." Jia Xiao smiled and said, "If you want to know, let's continue to inquire."
"No need." Brother Rong curled his lips. I asked Jia Xiao again if he had any other news. He shook his head and got on the bus. Everyone has a secret, and everyone has the right to keep his own secrets. This is his freedom.
Back in the car, Jia Rong began to think deeply.
Jia Xiao suddenly stopped himself from talking about a bunch of things about the Holy Religion. What was its purpose? Why did you choose to say it at this time? Did you guess Baoyu's intention? Did you come here to imply something?
These people are really interesting. If there is anything they can't say clearly, they have to reveal it bit by bit and write riddles.
However, Jia Rong did not gain everything. At least some of his past conjectures were verified from Jia Xiao's words. Jia Jing, the grand master of Ningguo Mansion, has an inextricable relationship with the Holy Cult.
In addition to what I heard from the peasant envoy, the members of the Holy Cult are not only farmers and businessmen, but even officials and eunuchs are also members of the Holy Cult.
From this point of view, this holy sect is not just a chaotic party. Maybe this thing was made by the children of the former royal family and princes.
Of course, these are all Jia Rong's guesses. He is not entirely sure about the truth.
"Uncle, we're here."
Jia Rong, who was thinking about it, was suddenly woken up by Shi De outside the car. He raised the curtain of the car window and took a look, and found that he had indeed arrived at the corner gate of Ningguo Mansion. He didn't get out of the car in a hurry, thought for a moment, and called out: "Go to Nancheng."
The architectural style of the Nancheng is very different from that of the inner city. The inner city is mostly the residence of princes and dignitaries, so the architectural style of the inner city is grand. There are so many civilians in Nancheng that the buildings in Nancheng are of different heights, some are grand and some are shabby. Those with money use glazed tiles, while those without money use blue bricks and gray tiles. From the outside, they look gray.
Those who are even poorer may build their own houses, covering them with straw and fixing them with a few bricks and stones, which looks very dilapidated. Except for alleys, houses of various colors have been built wherever possible. If you climb up to the roof and look around, you will see one after another, all kinds of strange things, extremely spectacular.
Zhang Hongchen's yard is not conspicuous in Nancheng. It is neither the kind of wealthy mansion covered with glazed tiles nor the kind of hut built with a few bricks. It is made of blue bricks and gray tiles. Although it is not rich and luxurious, the courtyard is clean and tidy.
"You shouldn't have come."
"But I'm still here." Jia Rong chuckled. Looking at Zhang Hongchen's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his temperament is really good. It's no wonder that Baoyu would never forget this man.
"You'll regret coming."
"I never regret what happened." Jia Rong sat down opposite Zhang Hongchen, looked at the man who seemed to be pretending, and asked: "Do you regret it?"
Zhang Hongchen shook his head and said, "There are some things that I cannot regret."
"It seems that you already know your current situation." Jia Rong looked around the yard and asked curiously: "Why is there not even a maid to serve?"
Zhang Hongchen took off the iron kettle from the stove next to him and poured a cup of tea for Jia Rong elegantly. Red tea is like water dyed red with blood. He said: "When Baoyu didn't come, I would sit here quietly in a daze. I can't compare to you brothers and masters, who don't need a maid by my side. Even if a maid comes to the door, I don't dare to accept her."
Zhang Hongchen's voice was very calm and calm.
Completely different from the Taoist Hongchen in Jia Rong's impression, Zhang Hongchen had changed a lot in the past year or so.
Jia Rong took a sip of hot tea. The tea was not bad. He said: "Baoyu will not come again, it's time for you to put away your other thoughts."
"I don't have any other thoughts." Zhang Hongchen laughed. "Maybe it was there originally, but then it disappeared. Is Baoyu okay? I heard that he was severely beaten by his master."
"It's you who you should worry about." Jia Rong took another sip of hot tea, so that it was indeed warm to drink hot tea on a cold day.
"I just want to live." Zhang Hongchen also picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip. "This tea is good. Better alive than dead."
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Afraid of revenge from the people in the church? Or are you afraid that your Jia family will cover up the scandal to silence you? Or are you going to be liquidated after you are no longer of use to the court?" Zhang Hongchen shook his head and said calmly: "Like that at the guard's office I have survived the days, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
"It seems you already know."
"In the winter of the year before last, I had already thought of such a result." Zhang Hongchen added some water to Brother Rong's cup and continued: "Isn't this the result that Lord Ming wants?"
"Huh?" Jia Rong was stunned.
Zhang Hongchen stared at Jia Rong's eyes for a while, then smiled bitterly and shook his head. "So you don't know anything yet. Didn't anyone from the Jia family stop you?"
Jia Rong suddenly remembered that Jia Xiao stopped the car and said, "I did, so it is even more necessary for me to come here."
"Have you stopped me?" Zhang Hongchen was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "It's easy to stop, what a good Jia family, what a good king. You are so powerful, the world is convinced."
Jia Rong didn't understand.
Zhang Hongchen was still smiling and laughing. Liandao said: "Your family is really prosperous. When it comes to conspiracy and conspiracy, it really comes down to your Jia family. Not only are they cruel to outsiders, but they are also cruel to their own people."
"Why did the Taoist Master say this?" Jia Rong asked.
"Everyone knows that I am a traitor in the religion. It turns out that someone is following the guidance. Poor Ouchi and Jinyisi, as well as the unlucky Holy Cult, were all fooled by your Jia family." Zhang Hongchen did not want to explain. , just there laughing. After laughing for a long time, he tilted his head and asked, "Aren't you afraid that the identity of the Holy Ming King will be spread to the palace?"
"this……"
Jia Rong couldn't speak yet.
Zhang Hongchen had already stood up, as if he had been greatly stimulated. It turns out that her calm and gentle look has long since disappeared. Now she is actually crazy and crazy, not knowing whether she is happy or sad. Just listen to his voice: "Yes, you are not afraid. The palace has known that you are the reincarnated king, so they put you under their noses. Yes, you are not afraid, because no one knows who is behind you. No one will know anymore."
"Master Hongchen." Jia Rong called.
Zhang Hongchen didn't answer him, and kept talking like a madman. "Okay, what a good game of chess, a big game of chess. Big chess. From now on, your Jia family will be relatives of the emperor, and you will be the head of the holy religion when you retreat. But I also helped you eliminate the followers of Qingzun's sect, and I It was caught by you, the Ming King, with your own hands. Good, really good."
Zhang Hongchen is crazy and pretending to be crazy.
At least that's what Jia Rong thinks. How could a man who had gone through countless hardships, a man whose chrysanthemums bloomed too much, who had endured all kinds of humiliation and sins, become so easy to go crazy?
If a person is determined to pretend to be crazy, even if there is a naked beauty standing in front of him, he may not be able to wake up.
Baoyu's words had reached him, and Jia Rong called Shi De to lead his horse away. Zhang Hongchen, who was left alone in the room, cried and laughed. Jia Jing, who cursed a few times secretly, expressed his admiration twice.
He put on his cloak and headed towards Qingxu Temple.
No one knows what Zhang Hongchen is going to do, just as no one knows how complicated Jia Rong's heart is at this moment.
Brother Rong thought to himself: "Was it Jia Jing's arrangement from the beginning?"
No one can give him the answer, except Jia Jing.
But, obviously Jia Jing wouldn't give him an answer either.
When he returned to Ningguo Mansion, Ping'er and the others also came back from Xi Mansion. Jia Rong would know, not because he saw Ping'er, but because he saw Lin Daiyu.
Some people say: If a girl has feelings for a boy, not even the fog in the world can stop her.
In this world, there are three things that cannot be hidden: cough, poverty and Lin Daiyu's joy when she saw Jia Rong.
Jia Rong secretly avoided that look and asked Keqing, "Are the Qin family masters and brothers back?"
Qin Keqing shook his head and said: "Steward Shi's wife has been coming back and forth. Mr. Qin has been in poor health recently and doesn't want to travel back and forth. The boss of the Shi family has been sent to send the imperial doctor there, and he also packed a lot of ginseng, Ganoderma and other supplements."
Jia Rong nodded. It seemed that Qin Ye's physical condition was very bad. It seems that other people can help manage matters in Ping'an Prefecture. Jing Qing should stay with Qin Ye in the past two years to fulfill his filial piety.
He swept away the people in the room and left with a slight sigh.
Lin Daiyu couldn't help but become sullen. Women always want to hear promises from men, but the saddest thing for women is that men cannot fulfill their promises. Daiyu always remembered the words of waiting for him in Shenjing, watching Brother Rong leave, and thought that Jia Rong was avoiding her.
My heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.
"Zijuan, Xueyan, let's go back to Lin Mansion."
Suddenly, Lin Daiyu was going back to the Lin family. Qin Keqing, who was also in the room, didn't react. He was fine just now, so why was he in a hurry to return to the Lin family?
After staying for a while, Lin Daiyu left without looking back.
"Why are you crying?" Zijuan hurriedly wiped Daiyu's tears. I couldn't help feeling that the amount of tears a woman sheds has nothing to do with the size of her figure. If so, then it must be that the thinner the woman, the more tears she will have.
"Who can cry?" Lin Daiyu snorted with red eyes. She did not cry, but her eyes were red and there was a drop of clear tears hanging on her face, that's all.
Zijuan said with relief: "Uncle Xiao Rong came back after a busy day. Maybe something happened, so he left again in a hurry."
"It's none of his business." Lin Daiyu said harshly.
"Just now, Grandma Rong also said that Mr. Qin's health is not good, or that Mr. Xiao Rong is worried about this matter." Zijuan still understands Daiyu and knows what makes her angry.
"I didn't think about it. I didn't even say hello when we met. It's not that I dislike it." Daiyu listened to Zijuan's explanation and half-accepted it in her heart, but she still said harshly.
After leaving Ningguo Mansion, Daiyu still insisted on going back to the Lin family.
Jia Rong didn't know this. After hesitating in the front hall for a while, he finally gave up the idea of going to see Jia Jing. Even if he met, Jia Jing might not be willing to reveal the truth. What Jia Jing was willing to say, he said a few years ago.
Sigh for a while.
Jia Rong has a habit of taking a hot bath whenever she is upset or has no clear thoughts.
Fortunately, Xiang Ling in his room is obedient.
When Xiang Ling came back after giving orders, Jia Rong asked, "Why don't you go stay with grandma? What are you doing in this house alone? You can also go and play with Ping'er and Que'er."
"Grandma said that Ling'er will be the aunt in the uncle's room from now on. She doesn't have to stay with grandma every day. Grandma will find an obedient maid for Ling'er in the past two days." Xianglian replied seriously, and then explained: "Ping My sister drank a lot at Xue's house and is still lying down. Que'er has to serve grandma and has no time to spare. "
Brother Rong laughed at her: "It's pointless for you to stay in the room. Don't make yourself sick."
Xiangling laughed after hearing this. The smile was very pure, so pure that there was no distracting thought. She said: "Ling'er has been used to being alone since she was a child, so it won't be a problem. Ling'er is also worried that the uncle will need someone to serve him when he returns to the room, so he has been waiting for the uncle in the room."
Jia Rong glanced at Xiang Ling in surprise, and couldn't believe that these words came from Xiang Ling's mouth. He smiled and said, "Who taught you the kind words again."
"Sister Que'er has taught me a lot, but I can never learn what she says. Sister Que'er often says that I am stupid."
"How can any aunt call me maid sister? She is younger than you." Brother Rong took Xiangling's hand and came over. Although the girl had a little shyness on her face, it was not obvious. Waiting for Jia Rong to pick her up, put her in his arms, and sit down. Xiang Ling blushed uncomfortably.
Uncle Rong laughed and said: "Xiao Que'er is a weirdo. Ordinary people can't imitate her, let alone imitate her. I don't like listening to Xiao Que'er's nonsense. Fortunately, Ling'er only said these two sentences. In my heart."
"Which two sentences?" Xiangling asked innocently.
When Jia Rong saw this, she couldn't help laughing. Even the worries in my head were instantly cleared. This girl was so cute. She gently grabbed Xiang Ling's delicate little chin and asked, "Okay, if Ling raises her head, I will tell you."
"Huh? Um...woo!"
After a while, Xiangling blushed and lowered her head. When he saw the uncle, he still looked at himself, then slowly raised his head.
Uncle Rong looked at Xiang Ling's actions and naturally took another bite. His hands were not honest, he sneaked a hand in and scratched Xiangling's sensitive and itchy area.
"Master, let Ling'er take off his clothes first."
"..."
Most women should be shy at this time and will struggle to some extent, even if they are just pretending to be coy. Xiangling was the only one who asked Brother Rong if it was convenient to move. Jia Rong couldn't help but feel guilty for a while, and it was indeed less interesting. However, seeing Xiang Ling's cute look, Uncle Rong didn't care about that anymore.
To have such a considerate person around me, I don’t know what good things I did in my previous life.
Uncle Rong said: "Okay Ling'er, don't worry, let's wait for the hot water to come and we will slowly relieve it."
Han Xiangling nodded and said, "Ling'er went over and urged them to hurry up and deliver the water."
"..."
Jia Rong didn't refuse, so she could only put Xiang Ling down, and watched as little Xiang Ling ran out in a hurry, asking for hot water for Uncle Rong's sake.
He is really a considerate person.
Not long after, gurgling hot water was poured into the huge wooden bucket in the room. Bucket after bucket, Xiangling reached out and carefully tested the water temperature.
