congratulate?
What's there to congratulate?
After coming out of his mother's yard, Jia Min looked up at the sky and pressed a sigh into her throat.
Becoming a royal princess, the status is noble, but in the future... I will not be free.
When Jia Min dragged his heavy steps toward the East Mansion, Jia Zhu was kneeling in the ancestral hall, secretly wiping her tears at the tablet of her ancestors.
Although everything is now based on my grandfather’s idea, how much has my second aunt suffered?
He has found out why his grandfather wanted to give his two aunts the same name, hoping that when one person's life is bad, the other can lend him some of his good life.
But my third aunt is so pitiful.
After the prince left, his grandfather, who was suspicious of the emperor, suddenly got old so quickly, and he passed away in the same year as his uncle...
Jia Zhu wiped her tears again.
He didn't dare to tell anyone in his family about his grandfather's secret letter.
Either the second or third aunts can stand it.
After a while, Jia Zhu stood up and opened the gate of the ancestral hall, but she didn't expect that his uncle would sit on the door.
Not far away, Jia Lian, who was a few months younger than him, was also coming in a hurry.
"Big...Uncle, second brother Lian, you..."
"The eldest uncle said she didn't make any effort yesterday."
Jia Lian was very timid, "But today she had to help her second aunt settle the score with us. We didn't let her enter the house. Since you have realized that you are wrong and have entered the ancestral hall by yourself, we have to keep up."
Jia Zhu: "..."
"Let's go!"
Jia She sighed and patted her nephew's shoulder, "No matter why you are in the ancestral hall, you have to go in and kneel with us now."
Unfortunately, Jia Zhen is not at home. "You don't have to tell the old lady about this, otherwise she will definitely be angry." Jia She stepped forward and burned incense to his ancestors and brother, and then knelt down, "Brother, it would be great if you were still there."
Even in Taoist temple, the eldest sister-in-law was at home, and if something happened, they would not panic. They scared themselves for so long, and even let the second sister suffer pitifully outside.
"I'm useless!"
He shed tears in front of his nephew and son, "I'm sorry for you, I can't even beat someone."
Jia Zhu: "..."
Jia Lian: "..."
Seeing his uncle (father) who could not suppress himself, the feeling of powerlessness, aggrievance, regret, and discomfort made them all lower their heads in front of the spirit.
Shen Ning did not hide the matter of three people entering the ancestral hall. She came to congratulate the tribe and moved to the ancestral hall consciously. When she heard Jia She crying inside...
They all went in and knelt down honestly.
It was not until this time that the girls who were going to school in Ningcuixuan realized why the atmosphere at home was so low recently.
They were the housekeepers in the East Mansion, and they only vaguely knew that the adults in their families were upset about something, but no matter who asked, no one answered them. In order not to be asked by them, the adults even assigned sachets, purses and other tasks.
Now...
Little Daiyu and Qin Keqing sighed softly in their hearts.
When Min Mei, Yingchun and Tanchun were doing needlework, they wanted to use Wohe as a sachet and a purse.
There is only Baochai, because she managed her own business for her brother, and she knew about Jia Wen three days earlier than everyone.
But she knew, she couldn't break the situation.
Originally, her mother told her that the Jia family was afraid of being imprisoned by the second aunt who had recovered from the dead. Fortunately, their Xue family just stayed there. Unexpectedly, when Mrs. Shen came back, it would be different immediately.
It is fake to say that you don’t admire it.
But while admiring, she became even more respectful and aweful to Mrs. Shen.
The woman she knew about was not like Mrs. Shen.
This inner house seems to be unable to hide her sharpness.
And, she entered the palace as soon as she came back, and as soon as she left the palace, she rushed to Huitong Hall. The people from the Jia family could not beat her, so she immediately fired a gun...
Xue Baochai felt that the Xue family should also get a gun.
Although my brother is irritable and can't take a gun, she can!
Xue Baochai was thinking about how to motivate her mother and ask the shopkeeper outside to get a missionary gun, several teachers from the Artifact Bureau worked together to create the gun that could be shot six times in a row.
Every part of this gun is the same size. If any one is broken, you can replace it with a new one.
In order to prevent the barrel from exploding, the teacher who tried the gun even said that after firing six shots, the barrel and the rotor of the gunpowder could be changed if time permits.
In this way, although it is a little troublesome, it can greatly delay their service life.
And this kind of trouble is nothing compared to before.
"Have you tried it? How powerful?"
"I tried it myself."
"I said secretly: "The range and power are comparable to the muskets we are using now. After a large-scale manufacturing, the loss will be smaller."
"Okay!"
The emperor touched the revolver with excitement and cares. "Let the weapon builder make all his strength. I want to use it to save my humiliation from the Han family!"
"Yes!"
"Liu An!"
"Slave is here!"
"Tell Jia Lian, open the Jiakuan and send all the good materials to me to the weapon builder."
His father has a collection habit.
In recent years, all the good iron and copper mined from Japan and various mines have been placed in the A warehouse after repeated tempering.
No need at this time, when will it last?
In the past, the emperor did not dare to touch the things of the Supreme Emperor's treasure, but now... it's different!
"Yes!"
Liu An hurriedly went to pass the imperial edict.
The war with the Rakshasa people is about to begin. If you have an extra musket, they may have more confidence.
So, not long after, Jia Lian, who was kneeling in the ancestral hall, was called to work overtime.
The night is getting darker, and the old and young men of the Jia family are still kneeling.
A lot of new members were added to this. Baoyu, who was a school student, came over consciously when he heard that everyone was kneeling here.
They can eat the sweet rice without changing their faces, but the elders and older uncles and brothers who have never suffered, are so painful to eat.
But Jia She also ate here.
The bun with bran is freshly steamed and smells quite fragrant, but eating it... is really arousing your throat.
Jia She didn't waste any waste of steamed wild vegetable porridge, and she was still talking to everyone what Jiao Dachang said, "When he carried the old man out of the dead, he had no food or drink, and for the sake of living, he even drank horse urine."
"...This wild vegetable porridge is quite terrible, but it is better than horse pee, right?"
Jia She stared at a group of pampered people, "Who dares to waste it from my ancestors, then don't blame me for not being kind, and I have to serve you with a big stick."
He eats all here, why don't these people eat?
It's good, everyone comes together.
There are disadvantages...
Thinking about the past few days, some guys went to the old lady to cry and make trouble at him, saying one by one, and saying that if the second sister died, a ruthless look flashed in Jia She's eyes.
Jia and Jia Qin quickly pressed all the wild vegetable porridge and bran buns that they didn't want to eat just now.
To be honest, it's really unpalatable!
Jia almost vomited on the spot because she pressed her urgently.
He stretched his neck, swallowed it hard, and pressed his mouth, for fear of coming back.
Jia She glanced at him, then slowly turned her head, and slowly took a bite of the bran bun.
He knew that in this event, except for the boys who went to school, all the old ones would have to start for three days.
Fortunately, it was winter and I was dressed thickly.
But everyone felt uncomfortable that night.
Baoyu and other children were sleepy and could fall asleep even when they were tilted on the cushion, but their adults really couldn't stretch their legs and feet. The next morning, their faces were as dark as the next day.
Shen Ning slept very soundly.
Her little girl is stuck to her, and she wants to come over to take a look at her when she goes to the cottage.
Shen Ning was both angry and distressed, so she could only let her go. "Madam, the uncle and Brother Rong are back." When Xiaodong rushed over and reported urgently, familiar footsteps were already heard outside. "Grandmother, little aunt~" Rong Ge'er ran in.
Jia Yue was waiting for her mother to feed the porridge. When she heard the sound, she saw her eldest nephew, flattened her mouth and burst into tears.
She was so sad that her mother was gone, her brother was gone, and her eldest nephew was gone.
It was obvious that she had seen her every day before.
"Don't cry, don't cry~"
Brother Rong felt very distressed, especially when his aunt reached out to him to hug him, he hurriedly picked her up and trembled, "It's my nephew's wrong. We will definitely take you next time."
He also missed his aunt very much. "Grandma, does your hands still hurt?"
He coaxed his aunt and looked at Shen Ning's hand again.
They heard it as soon as they entered Beijing.
"It hurts~"
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Shen Ning said as Jia Zhen stepped in, "It still hurts all the time!"
"Son will go to Huitong Hall now!"
Jia Zhen saw her mother's tightly wrapped palms and gritted her teeth and said, "Mother, wait, son will avenge you!"
"Go!" Shen Ning nodded, "Take Jiao Da, be careful when fighting. If Wohe may have to ride a horse and draw a bow in the future. The emperor will most likely compete for him to have a throne of the banner lord for them."
What?
Jia Zhen's legs became weak. "Don't worry, fight if you need to."
You will be stupid if you don’t fight.
Shen Ning said, "Wohe and others fear power but not virtue. If you have something to do, go over and beat him up. As long as you can always be better than him, he can always give you a gift like his ancestors."
According to her original intention, it would be better to kill them all.
The Qing Dynasty created a new river.
It proves that the Holocaust can effectively conquer the Han people.
Before the Qing Dynasty, the Han people had always had a rule, that is, the brutal and murderous regimes and nations would not have a good ending.
Even killing prisoners is something that many people believe in.
Before the Qing Dynasty, as long as the people were massacred on a large scale, the regime would basically collapse and betrayal of their relatives.
So, as long as the rulers of all dynasties have a little bit of motivation, they pay great attention to military discipline and treat the people well.
But the Qing Dynasty is different.
They built their country by the Holocaust.
Everyone who was dissatisfied would be killed.
Kill a city at one time.
The Han people in Liaodong were not convinced, so they killed them all.
Datong, Shanxi was killed by Doer, and in the end, only five serious criminals escaped in prison.
Later, the Datong Prefect sent by the Qing Dynasty wrote a letter to Shunzhi, saying that since there was no victim, the five people could be released. This memorial is still preserved in the First Historical Archives.
Kill, kill, kill, kill all the way.
The ten days of Yangzhou, the three massacres of Jiading, the eighty-one days of Jiangyin, the Guangzhou Massacre...
This provides ideas for latecomers.
Why did Shen Ning ask Jia She to kneel on the ancestral hall?
She really thought this person was useless.
You have been kneeling in the ancestral hall, so you can’t hold your breath and then go and repair Wah?
As long as they dare to repair it, she promised that they would not kneel down again. "Then my son... went."
After being encouraged, she confirmed that her mother was serious, Jia Zhen left with great strides.
Brother Rong, who was holding Jia Yue, was anxious, "Grandma, I'll go too."
"If you want to go, go!"
Shen Ning glanced at him.
Anyway, she would never stop it.
But...
It is obvious that Jia Yue doesn't let go.
The little girl pulled her big nephew's sleeve tightly. "But my aunt~"
Brother Rong wanted to let go, but she really couldn't let go.
The little girl cried even louder.
"Take her together!"
Anyway, she's still young.
Although she can't remember it now, others can remember it for her.
Shen Ning said indifferently: "Tell your father, your second aunt's hands are full of green and purple whip marks."
"...The grandson knows."
Brother Rong took the thick cloak given by his maid, wrapped his aunt tightly, and rushed out immediately.
Shen Ning let out a sip of turbid air and ate her own again.
The men of the Jia family cannot stand up, but the women...
With Mother Jia in front, they can't do anything they want.
She can only cultivate slowly now.
In short, you must not let go of the opportunity.
Wohe...
Just just admit that you are unlucky!
"Madam~"
Before Shen Ning finished drinking a bowl of porridge, Qingping ran in, "The Huitong Pavilion, like yesterday, came a group of people who were playing and giving gifts. They... they met the old men."
"What's the result?"
"I was beaten out of Ningrong Street again."
Qingping felt that their wives were usually fine, but when she heard about the Jinren of Huitongguan, she felt murderous intent all over her body.
"Send someone to chase after him and tell Zhen'er that he will break all the legs of those people."
Do you dare to do something for Wohe, then be prepared to be cut!
"No, knock your legs together!"
The Duke's Mansion was not bullied casually.
Those people know who Woch is and go to take their jobs, so they deserve to die.
Shen Ning threw down the bowls and chopsticks, "Come here, prepare the car, I'll go and see it."
This time, she was the audience.
She sees whether Jia Zhen and others will fight.
After a while, her carriage drove out from the back street.
She also happened to see a bustle of knocking her legs.
The crowd of people who were blowing and beating were waiting, because Vohe paid a lot of money, they rushed to give gifts here again.
I thought that at worst, I would be beaten out of Ningrong Street again, but I didn't expect that as soon as I was kicked out, they turned around and broke all their legs.
For a moment, the streets were filled with ghosts and howling.
However, there are few pedestrians watching the fun and are rarely talking to them.
We only saw the crowd of the Jia family, all holding sticks, full of murderous intent.
The old man quietly took a similar stick, a shoulder pole, etc. and followed their team.
When the Jin people entered the pass, which family had no relatives killed?
Many people are dead.
Now...
I naturally have to keep up with me and knock on me if I have the chance. (This chapter ends)