Jia Huan sighed: "It's not that you didn't entertain well, it's just that there are too many people in your room, which makes it too lively. It's not quiet in my place. Why don't you go to my place to talk?"
After hearing what Jia Huan said, Lin Daiyu immediately knew what he was thinking.
There must be a lot of maids in her place, and they are not as obedient as his maids. They just kicked them out at the request of them - they even left decisively without even having to kick them out.
In this way, they can be alone together, cuddle and have some tenderness.
In her case, it was absolutely impossible.
Lin Daiyu can also send away all her maids, but how can she do this?
In fact, Lin Daiyu also liked the two of them to be alone, but she would not indulge him like this.
Thinking of this, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but said: "How many times have you been here? Do you think my place is too busy?"
"Just have a good conversation here, there are a lot of them!"
Jia Huan sighed: "Okay, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany you."
Lin Daiyu spat at him, and then asked: "Brother Huan, I wonder what the name of the princess of Zhenzhen is? Does she look good-looking?"
Jia Huan said without noticing: "The princess of Zhenzhen Kingdom is called Princess Alice. She looks so-so. She is only a little prettier than Sister Lin."
After saying this, Jia Huan discovered that Sister Lin's eyebrows were slowly rising.
Jia Huan quickly smiled and said: "Good sister, what I just said was that the princess of Laoshizi is not as good-looking as Sister Lin? She is not even worthy of carrying her shoes."
Lin Daiyu frowned and said, "Dear Huan'er, I don't know what you are talking about! If you continue to speak so freely, I will ignore you again."
Jia Huan saw several maids pursing their lips and snickering, and secretly screamed that they were careless.
He forgot about himself, this was not his Tingfengxuan, it didn't matter how he said it.
In front of these little girls, it is inconvenient to be too presumptuous.
Next, Jia Huan talked to Lin Daiyu in a polite manner.
Lin Daiyu heard about Princess Alice's deeds and was also quite curious about this princess.
…
Jia Huan received the title of Ning Guofu and also went to Xuanzhen Temple to kowtow to Jia Jing.
The next day, Jia Huan went to Xuanzhen Temple. After the report, Jia Huan was invited in.
Seeing Jia Jing, Jia Huan wanted to kowtow, but was stopped by Jia Jing.
He said: "I am an outsider and I am not subject to your cause and effect. You just stand up and speak."
Jia Huan had to stand up - well, he didn't want to kowtow to Jia Jing.
Jia Huan asked again: "Brother Zhen and Brother Rong, please tell me about the funeral."
Logically speaking, Jia Huan inherited the title of Ning Guofu and passed it on to Jia Jing.
At this time, Jia Huan should call Jia Jing father or master.
But just now Jia Jing didn't touch Jia Huan's head, so Jia Huan was naturally even more reluctant to call him father.
Jia Jing didn't take it to heart. He sighed and said: "This pair of evil beasts actually did such an ugly thing and almost brought the Ningguo Mansion to a place of eternal destruction."
"Pindao just pretends that there are no such children and grandchildren. Now that they are dead, it just happens that Pindao has ended his worldly relationship."
"The funeral of the two of them will only last for three days, and it will not be a big deal. They will just be rolled up in mats and buried in a mass grave. They are not worthy of entering the ancestral grave of my Jia family."
"From now on, Ning Guo Mansion will be in your hands. What happens to Ning Guo Mansion has nothing to do with me anymore, so don't come looking for me in the future."
"I certainly want to attain enlightenment and become an immortal. From now on, all my ties to the world are cut off. Just go ahead."
Jia Huan nodded, turned and left.
In the mourning of an emperor, the mourning period lasts for forty-nine days; in the mourning of a prince, the mourning period lasts for twenty-eight days. The mourning period for hundreds of officials will last from the 14th to the 21st. When a scholar is in mourning, his body will be suspended for seven days. When civilians are in mourning, their bodies are suspended for three days.
In The Book of Red Mansions, after Qin Keqing's death, he remained inactive for forty-nine days, as many times as an emperor. This shows Qin Keqing's status.
But since Jia Jing said that the spirit only needed to be suspended for three days, Jia Huan decided to follow Jia Jing's wishes.
As for the ones behind that cannot be buried in the Jia family's ancestral graves, it would be too much to just roll them up with mats and bury them in random graves.
The predecessors used rubbish to confuse the eyes of future generations, but they still have to be seen through.
After returning to Ningguo Mansion, Jia Huan waited until tomorrow to pay his respects directly.
The old man from Ning Guofu also said that he was too eager. You have to stop for at least twenty-eight days.
Jia Huan decisively moved Jia Jing out, saying that these were the uncle's orders and Jia Huan would not dare to disobey them.
At this point, it is hard to say anything more about the Ning Guofu family.
As the legitimate son of the second wife of the Rongguo Mansion, Jia Baoyu also took a leave of absence from the Imperial College and came back to pay his respects.
Jia Baoyu spends most of these days studying in the Imperial College. Even when he returns home, he cannot see his sisters.
Even the maids in the room did not dare to hang out with him, which made Jia Baoyu lifeless.
Now that Jia Zhen and Jia Rong are dead, it gives him a few days of leisure. How to prevent him from being overjoyed?
In the Ningguo Mansion, everyone, both elder and junior, had faces full of sadness - even if there was no sadness in their hearts, they would always show it on their faces. This is what is said about the people of the past who confuse the eyes of future generations.
Only this big-faced man had no trace of sadness on his face, but was filled with joy that could not be concealed no matter what.
When Jia Zheng saw it, he became very angry.
With Jia Huanzhuyu in front, Jia Zheng could not see why Jia Baoyu was angry now.
If Jia Baoyu hadn't dared to act like this in front of so many outsiders, Jia Zheng would have had him beaten with a big stick.
Fortunately, Jia Baoyu finally calmed down after being stared at deathly by Jia Zheng several times.
On the second day, only Jia Lian, Wang Xifeng and his wife were busy.
Wang Xifeng told the servants of Ningguo Mansion yesterday to arrive early this morning, and anyone who doesn't show up will be beaten without mercy.
Early in the morning, everyone in the Ningguo Mansion arrived.
Wang Xifeng felt happy when she saw that she had been enforcing the rules and regulations these days. She couldn't help but say:
"These twenty people are divided into two shifts, with ten in each class. They are responsible for the coming and going of guests and pouring tea every day. They don't have to worry about other things. These twenty people are also divided into two shifts, and they are responsible for the relatives of the family every day. They don’t have to worry about anything else, including tea and rice.”
"These forty people were also divided into two groups. They would burn incense and oil in front of the spirit, hang up the curtains to keep watch over the spirit, serve food and tea, and then mourn, and nothing else would have anything to do with them."
"These four people are only in charge of the cups, saucers and tea utensils in the tea room. If one item is missing, they will be called four pangs. These four people are only in charge of the food and wine utensils. If one piece is missing, they will be four pangs."
"..."
Wang Xifeng gave orders properly and without any confusion. When Jia Huan saw it, he had to admire Wang Xifeng's talent.
After a while, the family members came to visit the spirit. It turned out that it was the wife of Shi Ding, the Marquis of Zhongjing.
Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing, Youshi, Sister Feng and others had just entered the upper room, and saw Jinxianghou, Chuanninghou and Shoushanbo offering sacrifices in front of the soul.
After a while, the three of them got off the sedan chair, and Jia Zheng and others hurriedly took them to the hall. There are so many relatives and friends who come and go, and they can’t be counted. There is only a long white strip of Ningguofu Street, with people coming and going, and flowers blooming as officials go and come. (The order is different from that of Red Mansion, and the right of interpretation belongs to the author)
(End of chapter)
