After hearing the news of Jia Huanshen's death, Lin Daiyu fell backwards. Fortunately, Zijuan and Xueyan were by her side and quickly supported Lin Daiyu, saving her from falling to the ground.
They hurriedly called a few little girls to put Lin Daiyu on the bed.
Then he quickly sent someone to tell Jia Mu the news.
Not long after, Lin Daiyu woke up quietly, she did not shed tears, but her face was pale, and her usually bright and clear eyes seemed to have become a pool of stagnant water.
Seeing that Lin Daiyu was neither crying nor making trouble, Zijuan and Xueyan were even more frightened.
As the saying goes, there is nothing greater than grief, but Lin Daiyu's current situation may not be the same.
They couldn't help but cry and persuade: "Miss, if you feel uncomfortable, just cry out. Besides, lucky people have their own destiny, and the third master is blessed with great fortune, so he may not be able to survive."
"If the third master comes back safely and sees the young lady in such a state, how can you not make the third master feel heartbroken?"
But no matter how the two girls tried to persuade her, Lin Daiyu always remained silent.
Not long after, Jia Mu came in tremblingly with a group of maids and women.
When Mother Jia saw Lin Daiyu's condition, she couldn't help hugging her and crying: "My son, now I don't know whether Brother Huan is alive or dead. If you have another problem, who can I hope for?"
"I know that you and Brother Huan have always been close. When I heard the news about Brother Huan's death, even the old lady I burst into tears. What a pity for him, such a poor little man. .”
"Yu'er, if you feel sad, just cry out. Cry out the sorrow that's stuck in your heart, have a good sleep, and you'll be fine when you wake up."
Lin Daiyu suddenly coughed loudly, and the little girl hurriedly stepped forward to serve her.
The next moment, Lin Daiyu couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and even more panicked, Jia Mu and the others seemed to be panicking.
Jia Mu hurriedly ordered people to ask for the imperial doctor, and after a lot of fuss, the arrangement was settled properly.
After Dr. Wang was invited, he made a diagnosis and prescribed a prescription.
He said that the lady in the house was so angry that even though she had prescribed a prescription, if the solution could not be solved, just taking medicine would be useless.
Heart disease requires a heart medicine doctor.
And next, don't let them be overly sad, sad, excessively hurt the liver, and worry about the kidneys.
If you are depressed for a long time, your body will probably collapse soon because you are already weak.
Mother Jia was extremely helpless after sending away Doctor Wang.
She knew that heart ailments required heart medicine, but Yu'er's heart ailments were caused by Brother Huan's death.
If a person cannot be resurrected after death, where can he find this medicine?
unless……
Jia's mother suddenly thought that maybe she could bring the two Yu'ers together, and someone could help them out. I'm afraid it would be better slowly.
The mother-in-law boiled the medicine and brought it over. Jia Mu coaxed and coaxed Lin Daiyu to drink the medicine soup. After she fell asleep, Jia Mu warned her again and again before leaving.
Jia Huan died in a mountain fire, and almost everyone in the Jia family's east and west mansions was grieving.
For example, girls, Jia Mu, Jia Zheng and others, needless to say, are born with blood and family ties, so how can they not be sad?
The servants were sad because Mr. Huan was the backbone of the Jia family.
Once the third master dies, the Jia family may be in decline. Once the Jia family is in decline, will they still have a good life?
Mrs. Wang was the only one who was almost bursting with joy, and the happy smile on her face could not be concealed.
She hurriedly entered the Buddhist hall, knelt down, burned incense and worshiped: "The Great Merciful and Compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, what the faithful woman prays for every day has come true. The faithful woman will keep her promise and will build another golden body for the Bodhisattva in the future. "
After praying, Mrs. Wang stood up and started thinking.
That scoundrel has perished in the sea of fire, but he has made great achievements after all.
This credit will naturally fall on the Jia family.
Over in the East Mansion, once that evil concubine dies, there will be no one left.
Hesheng thought of a way to let Baoyu inherit the title of Dongfu and the entire Ningguo Mansion.
Even the merits of that evil concubine can be attributed to Baoyu.
With these, Baoyu can be assured of a worry-free life.
This matter requires not only the old lady to take the initiative, but also the empress in the palace.
I will go to the palace in the next two days to have a chat with the empress and settle this matter.
By the way, there is another very important thing that I almost forgot.
That bastard is actually quite capable. He has made an incredible amount of money in the past few years from his perfume and carriage business.
Now that the evil concubine is dead, this wealth must fall on Baoyu and must not fall into the hands of others.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang quickly sent someone to call Wang Xifeng.
Not long after, Wang Xifeng rushed over. Mrs. Wang couldn't help but sneered a few times when she saw that Wang Xifeng's eyes were slightly red, and it was obvious that she had cried.
Wang Xifeng actually cried, just for Jia Huan.
Of course, this does not mean that Wang Xifeng really likes Jia Huan.
Jia Huan failed her several times, and Wang Xifeng really wanted Jia Huan to die.
But when she actually heard the news of Jia Huanshen's death, Wang Xifeng became uneasy again.
Although Jia Huan is very annoying and has lost her face several times, the head of the Jia family is really capable. He will not only lose her face, but also his wife's face.
As long as she is here, my wife will never be able to fly to heaven.
When the time comes, it will probably be easier for them to attack the lord in the main house.
Once Jia Huan died, no one could control his wife anymore.
And my father-in-law is also very ill now, and life in their big house will probably become even more difficult in the future.
Wang Xifeng's crying was not so much that she was heartbroken over Jia Huan's death, but rather that she was feeling sad for herself.
Entering Mrs. Wang's room, Wang Xifeng hurriedly put her mind back together and asked, "Madam called me over. What are your instructions?"
Mrs. Wang said: "Girl Feng, Brother Huan from Dongfu has been buried in the sea of fire. There are some servants from Dongfu who will take the opportunity to steal the master's property."
"These are the property of my Jia family, and they cannot be embezzled by that servant. You take people to look at everything in Dongfu. After Brother Huan's funeral, they will be taken back to the official."
"There are also two businesses of Brother Huan. I heard that Brother Yun is in charge of the four-wheel carriage. You ask him to hand over this business. There is also the perfume business, and Aunt Xue will also do it when the time comes. Hand over."
(Aunt Xue should be Wang Xifeng’s aunt, but in The Red Mansion, Wang Xifeng seems to be calling her aunt all the time)
After hearing this, Wang Xifeng sneered in her heart.
She is using me as a spearman again. Now that Brother Huan's body is still cold, she wants to rob Dongfu's property first.
And she still let me take action, and let me carry the bad reputation. She is still the kind lady who eats fasting and chants Buddha's name!
However, since this matter has passed through my hands, I will inevitably have to share thousands of silver.
Thinking of this, Wang Xifeng hurriedly said: "Yes, madam, I will lead Wanger over and let him watch."
Mrs. Wang nodded and said: "Well, you go ahead. Wang'er must be watching. Anyone who dares to reach out will be beaten out." (End of Chapter)
