Jia Mansion, backyard, inner room.
Jia Mu wanted to take a breath after saying a few words, but she still persisted in the face of the obstruction of her daughters-in-law.
"If I don't say it today, I'm afraid I won't be able to say it again in the future. Where is Jialan?"
Jia Lan came over, and the old lady hurriedly held his hand: "The Jia family will rely on you from now on. Hurry up and give birth to a great grandson to continue the bloodline of my Jia family."
Nowadays, the Jia family has a lot of fame, and the only people in the family are Jia Lan and Jia Jing. Jia Jing, who is unreliable and single-minded in seeking the truth, can only rely on the teenage Jia Lan.
Jia Lan nodded solemnly.
"Okay, okay! Where's Feng girl?"
Sister Feng, who was standing next to Jia Mu, hurriedly walked up to her and said, "It's here."
Jia Mu said: "My son, you are too smart. You should cultivate your fortune in the future."
Sister Feng replied: "Okay."
Jia Mu sighed and said, "The most disgusting thing is that Lin Yatou has no conscience. Why haven't you come to see me yet?"
"Grandma, I'm here to pick you up!" Lin Daiyu came in slowly.
No one paid attention to this word, thinking that the girl was sad and said it wrong.
Mother Jia took a deep look at her granddaughter, then sighed, her face turning red. Jia Zhengzhi had a flashback and hurriedly drank the ginseng soup specially prepared by his niece with secret medicine.
After taking a sip, the old lady took her granddaughter's hand and said with tears in her eyes: "Girl Lin, the thing that worries me the most in the family right now is Baoyu. I don't want him to be successful, I just want him to be safe.
If he makes a big mistake in the future, you are his cousin, please save him, okay? "
Speaking of this, Jia Mu felt very sad. That was the child he had brought up and had the highest hopes for, but what he did ended up disappointing her the most. But she was still uneasy.
Lin Daiyu was startled and looked around. It was obvious that these people had not told the old lady about Jia Baoyu.
Jia Mu's teeth were clenched tightly. She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened her eyes again and looked at her granddaughter expectantly.
Lin Daiyu nodded heavily, stepped forward and placed a jade ornament in her grandmother's hand: "Okay! I will make sure that he lives in peace and harmony."
"Okay, okay!" After saying that, she heard a slight sound in Jia Mu's throat, a smile appeared on her face, and she passed away at the age of eighty-three.
All the women hurriedly stopped the bed.
Jia Zheng and others were kneeling outside, and Mrs. Xing was kneeling inside, raising their hands in mourning.
The family members outside were all ready, but as soon as the news came out from inside, from the gate of Rong Mansion to the door of the inner house, all the doors were completely white, the mourning shed was raised, and the archway in front of the gate was immediately erected. People are waiting for their clothes immediately.
Jia Zheng reported to Ding You. The Ministry of Rites reported that the Lord was deeply benevolent and remembered his meritorious deeds for generations. He also rewarded Yuan Fei's grandmother with a thousand taels of silver and ordered the Ministry of Rites to preside over the ceremony.
Family members went everywhere to report the funeral. Although all the relatives and friends knew that the Jia family was in decline, seeing the grand grace of the Holy Spirit, they all came together to visit the funeral.
Choosing an auspicious time to carry out the burial, the spirit stopped and went to sleep.
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Dream world, Jia Mansion.
When Jia Mu opened her eyes again, she saw three people surrounding her: Jia She, Jia Zhen, and Jia Rong. Raising his hands, he was already wearing coarse clothes, except for the jade ornaments given to him by his granddaughter on his wrist.
After listening to her son's introduction, the old lady burst into tears.
She misunderstood her precious grandson. It turns out that what Baoyu said is true. There really is this so-called dream world, just like the 'hometown' described by the Tenri Sect.
There is no need to eat, no work, immortality, everyone lives on their own.
"Mother, mother, where did this jade ornament on your hand come from? Let's see if we can sell it for money?" Jia She said in surprise.
Then everyone talked about the last time Jia Baoyu came in and cursed casually and was fined millions of dollars.
After hearing this, Mother Jia was speechless for a while, and then she remembered how she had taken care of her precious grandson since she was a child, and felt regretful again.
Boys, if you don't work hard, you won't be successful, so why can't you do it yourself?
Look at Lin Yatou's younger brother. Even though his parents are not around, he is still very well-behaved. I haven't heard of him doing anything bad.
After a while, following her son's instructions, the old lady looked at the introduction of the jade jewelry in her hand and was dumbfounded.
Then I remembered the first words my granddaughter said to me: I'm here to pick you up.
[Dip, the dream master’s blessing cannot be taken off, damaged, sold, or given away after wearing it. Receive 500 Dream Money for free every month and be immune to damage. 】
Could it be that this granddaughter is also a big rebel?
Maybe there was even a high position of saint in Neo-Confucianism in that day, otherwise how could there be such a good thing.
Lin Daiyu:......
When I woke up, I became a saint from the Demon Cult?
Jin Wuwei, imperial edict.
Jia Jing and Jia Baoyu cuddled together, scarred and weak.
In the first month, they were very stubborn and did not want to be subdued by their family's methods.
The next month they gave in and wanted forgiveness from their family.
In the third month they want to die but are afraid of death.
The days in prison are too difficult. Why is this prison not the same as Guangdong and Guangxi? I heard that prisoners there can also work in exchange for indulgences. If there are too many indulgences, they can be combined into exemption coupons.
"Bang~" The cell door was opened again.
After this period of time, there were only two of them in the cell, and the rest had already seen their 'Holy Mother'.
Jia Baoyu quickly shrank back, not daring to yell anymore, let alone make a sound, these were all bloody lessons.
"Are you dead?" Jin Wuwei was a little impatient and stepped forward to kick him.
"My lord, my lord, stop kicking me, I'm still alive." Jia Baoyu turned over, knelt on the ground, and said with a flattering look on his face.
This expression was the one he learned best in his cell.
When kneeling, your head should be low, buttocks should be raised high, and your face should be close to the person's feet, with a smile on your face and no signs of impatience, dissatisfaction, or anger.
Any dissatisfaction and anger of the weak can sometimes even become a joke for the strong to laugh at and vent.
Jin Wuwei knelt down and patted the kid's face casually: "Hey, are you really alive? You kid is really lucky. Of the more than a hundred people who came in with you, you and your relatives are the only ones who are still alive.
I didn’t expect that a big shot would fish you out now. "
Jia Baoyu was startled, and then asked carefully: "Am I okay?"
"Pah, pah, pah~" After slapping this pretty face a few more times, Jin Wuwei said seriously: "Yes, get out of here in a minute.
But please remember to be careful. You won't be so lucky next time if you do something wrong. "
Jia Baoyu jumped up and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, I'm free! I want to eat the delicious pig's trotters, I want to eat the rouge in Caiyun's mouth, I want..."
"Bang~" Kicked the guy down, and Jin Wuwei cursed: "You bitch, if you yell again, I'll beat you to death."
"Yes, yes." Jia Baoyu hurriedly humiliated, but he couldn't help but smile and narrowed his eyes slightly.
When he gets out, he will be the Qilin'er of the dignified Jia family, and he must settle accounts with everyone. At that time, he will pay back all the pain inflicted on him bit by bit!
A long while.
Jia Baoyu and Jia Baoyu supported each other and slowly walked to the gate of the prison. As he finally saw the light, Baoyu's body became straighter and straighter, and his head was raised higher and higher.
As long as he goes out from here, he will be the high-ranking son of the Jia family and the direct nephew of Lin Ruhai, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. He will have power and wealth at his fingertips. Whoever you want to take revenge on is even a matter of a servant delivering a message.
The more Jin Wuwei in the back thought about it, the more something was wrong.
He never came out of this prison. What is this guy's background? Then I remembered the first time I hit someone.
Could it be that this guy is really County Lord Lin's cousin and Jia Qianhu's nephew?
Good guy, I'm only the distance from here to the door before I die?
The smile on Jin Wuwei's face became less and less, and he even looked miserable, while Jia Baoyu looked back, raised his eyebrows, and smiled happily.
Everything I lost here, I want a little bit, a little bit, to get back!
At the door, he saw his cousin's personal maid Xue Yan. As a man, Jia Baoyu had to be humble and pretend: "Are you here to pick me up? Go back and tell the old lady that even if I am not a Jia family member, I can live completely on my own.
I have grown up and she doesn’t need to take care of my affairs! "
Xue Yan smiled and said politely: "That's good, Master Baoyu is really great. I came to inform you that the old lady was buried a few days ago.
The lady asked me to tell you that from now on, you and Mr. Jia Jing will have nothing to do with the Jia family and the Lin family. I hope you will take care of yourself. "
After saying that, Xue Yan squatted slightly and saluted, then turned and left.
The smile on Jia Baoyu's face gradually disappeared.
His only support, the old lady, is dead?
The smile did not disappear, and a happy smile appeared on Jin Wuwei's face behind him.
happy.
…
Jia Baoyu and the two reluctantly returned to Xuanzhen Temple, already dizzy. I used to wish that this gym was as far away from the city as possible, but now I wish it was right at my doorstep.
"Bang bang bang~" Jia Baoyu knocked on the door loudly. After a while, Caiyun came out and hugged Jia Baoyu.
"Second Master, you are finally back!"
Jia Baoyu smiled bitterly: "Cook for us, cook some good dishes, we are going to starve to death!"
He didn't have everything, he still had maids, Xuanzhen Temple also had a lot of food, vegetables and meat, and Uncle Jia Jing also had a lot of gold, stone and elixirs, all of which were relatively valuable.
He can still live well without the Jia family!
"Master, it's gone." Caiyun blinked and said weakly.
Jia Baoyu's smile faltered, and he had an ominous premonition: "What's missing?"
"After the young master was arrested, many people from the Criminal Department, the police, and the patrol room came over and said that our gymnasium had incomplete procedures. Then they loaded all the plaques, decorations, alchemy furnaces, food, etc. inside and outside the gymnasium into trucks. gone.
Now that there is nothing in the gym, Brother Yun and I still have food sent by Xueyan, but she said yesterday that it was the last time. "When Caiyun talked about this, her face was full of shock and grievance.
They say soldiers and bandits, soldiers and bandits, but fortunately they are fine.
Jia Baoyu was speechless.
Absolute, absolutely amazing! What kind of hatred is this? Is it necessary to force him to a dead end?
"Caiyun, do you still have some personal money with you? I remember I gave you a lot before. You go buy some food first, and I will find a way to make money tomorrow!" Jia Baoyu said quickly.
Caiyun nodded. In her eyes, her young master was a man of literary talent and extraordinary bearing. It was not easy to make some money.
"kindness!"
"Remember to buy more good ones. I want to eat Cuiyunlou's Baiwei chicken." Jia Baoyu asked.
"good!"
…
Half a month later.
Jia Baoyu was lying on the bed peacefully: "Caiyun, there is food, I'm hungry!"
Only a few months after leaving Jia Mansion, Caiyun's face was already a little dark, and her skin had become a lot rougher. Because she is busy every day, washing clothes and cleaning inside and outside the gym, buying food and cooking, and also serving Jia Baoyu.
"Master, the family has no money!" Caiyun said aggrievedly.
"I don't have money. How can I have no money? I gave you a lot of money before." Jia Baoyu said in surprise.
Only when he came out did he realize that his family had been so rich before. Twenty taels of silver could allow a family of three to live happily for a whole year.
Caiyun pursed her lips: "Master, you need to have good food and clothing. I only have a dozen taels of silver and I have spent it all. Why don't you go out and find a way to make some money."
When Jia Baoyu heard about making money, he angrily said: "What kind of money do you make? Those outsiders don't know the goods at all. They asked me to write letters for them. With my calligraphy talent, they only gave me two cents to write a letter."
I only earned ten cents for a whole day, and I didn't even get a meal.
What else could I do with accounting? I only had two taels of silver a month, and I was busy all day long, so I missed a few taels and scolded me for half an hour.
Is it necessary to spend such a small amount of money?
A group of people, blind to gold and jade! "
Caiyun was helpless: "But Master, this is the price for writing letters. There are also bookkeeping, how can there be any mistakes in this kind of thing?"
"Are you the young master or am I the young master? I don't care. If you want to make money, you go and make money. I won't go anyway." Jia Baoyu said playfully.
Caiyun shook her head and had to go out to find a solution. She is good at embroidery and can also help others with their laundry.
She can definitely endure hardship, but she is afraid that she will not see the hope of life.
When will the young master become sensible?
In the evening, Jia Baoyu cried out hungry for a long time. Caiyun brought a bowl of gruel over and said: "Master, from now on we can only eat two meals a day like ordinary people, one half dry and one watery."
Jia Baoyu couldn't believe it: "You, you just let me eat this?"
Caiyun smiled bitterly: "I got these rice in exchange for helping others embroider."
"Don't eat it!" Jia Baoyu then threw the porridge onto the plate brought by Caiyun and said angrily.
Caiyun had no choice but to turn around. Once in the kitchen, the girl quickly and carefully put all the porridge on the plate together and drank it happily.
She hasn't even eaten dinner yet.
The next morning, before dawn, Caiyun had to help others wash clothes so that she could come back before noon to cook for the young master.
Jia Baoyu waited in bed for a long time according to the previous rules, and finally couldn't help but get up and look for food in the Taoist temple, but found nothing. The rice vat was cleaner than his face.
After a while, Jia Jing, who had been practicing Taoism all night, also came over, and the two looked at each other.
Two meals of gruel a day, coarse clothes, old mattresses and pillows, not to mention fruits, snacks, and fine wine.
Moreover, Brother Yun was soon bought by another family. Although he was given a few taels of silver, it was only enough for Caiyun to pay off his debts.
As a result, Caiyun had to make money to support three people every day and had no time to serve him. He can only do the housework of washing clothes, cooking, and cleaning by himself.
Looking at the blisters on his hands, Jia Baoyu finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Cultivate a damn way!
If you have never seen the light, you can still endure the darkness.
But as long as you admit defeat, you can enjoy it, so why not admit defeat?
Finally, one morning, Jia Baoyu and Jia Jing stood dejectedly in front of the Jia Mansion.
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