Chapter 28 Buyout
Jia Jing really got a better outfit. Mrs. Wang looked at it and suddenly realized that she had lost money again.
Not to mention the Taoist robe that is currently being worked on, this black mink fur alone is worth a lot, plus the green sandalwood rosary beads and the Hetian white jade Qiankun circle, ah ah ah, these are all her son's, It belongs to her Pearl and Baoyu!
Mrs. Wang wished she could beat her chest. Why did they bring this man back?
Why does it feel like Shen Ning is sending money to her?
That's not fair.
But she was full of sadness and words, but she couldn't say a word.
Mrs. Wang knew that her mother-in-law still had unrealistic illusions about Jia Jing, or that her decades of preferential treatment to Jia Jing had been engraved in her bones.
Ah ah ah, she was so angry.
At the impromptu family banquet for both men and women, Jia Mu’s eyes gradually turned red.
It wasn't that she felt bad, but she suddenly understood what the deal between Shen Ning and Jia Jing was for.
How did their Jia family’s Qilin’er reach this point?
Compared with her two sons, Jia's mother once trusted and relied on Jia Jing more, because as long as he was around, the Jia family would not be defeated, and her two sons would have the support of Jia Jing, their elder brother. Zhao Fu, but now...
"Auntie, here's to you... a drink!"
Jia Jing stood up and poured a glass of wine for Jia Mu himself, "I wish you prosperity and a long life." May you live a long life!”
He didn’t say those foolish words.
The old lady is destined to be rich and prosperous in her life, and she is good at taking care of herself. It is not impossible to strive for a long life.
"Sit! Sit~"
Jia Mu held back her tears and drank the glass of wine, "You are fine too. You...are all fine."
Jia Jing personally gave the old lady a bowl of pork and cabbage with chopsticks, "Don't worry, as long as you are well, we will all be well."
Nowadays, the country is governed by filial piety.
The emperor is here, and Jia's house will be safe.
The Supreme Emperor is no longer here, thinking of the two generations and four princes of the Jia family who have lived and died for the country. The old lady is still alive, and the imperial concubine of the first-class prince is still here, and she will definitely be able to protect the Jia family for a while.
I’m just afraid that they are gone.
Looking at the essence through the phenomenon, Jia Jing has already understood the royal suppression of the Jia family.
This cannot be changed by his hard work.
Even if it is the Supreme Emperor, for the sake of the royal rights and stability, the Jia family... he will not use it again.
So the decline of the Jia family is just a matter of time.
He didn’t know whether the descendants of the Jia family would be able to rise up in the future, but Jia Jing knew that every dynasty and every family of powerful officials were actually following the same path.
He didn’t want to care anymore, and he didn’t want to struggle anymore.
Jia Jing held the pot and poured another glass of honey water for Shen Ning, "I toast you this glass..."
The moment their eyes met, he paused, "I wish you wealth and prosperity! May you live a long life!"
Shen Ning slowly raised his hand and took it, "Thank you!"
Jia Jing did it first.
I have loved, complained, suffered, suffered, and let go.
From then on, he sought immortality and eternal life, while she rolled in the mortal world...
With a glass of wine in his stomach, Jia Jing put down the glass, turned around and left.
Everyone at the table was stunned. Jia Zhen was neither eating nor eating.
"...What are you still standing there for?"
Shen Ning drank a full glass of honey water and said calmly, "Follow me and pack back everything that needs to be packed away. One less thing... …, watch your legs carefully.”
"Yes! Son..., let's go now."
Jia Zhen was scared to death, "Old lady, Uncle Pardon, Uncle Zheng, and two aunts, Zhen will leave first."
He cupped his hands and hurriedly caught up with his father who was leaving quickly.
Huh?
Is his father going to the sewing room?
Oh, after dinner, maybe someone has sent it over long ago.
When he arrived, he saw eight women putting the finishing touches on two thick robes.
At the dinner table, Shen Ning also put down her glass, "I'm sorry to displease my aunt. If the weather is nice and you're in a good mood, I'll treat you to a drink."
" ..."
Jia Mu waved her hand.
At this moment, she didn't bother to argue with Shen Ning.
She couldn't eat anything and now she just wanted to go back to the house and lie down.
“It’s all gone!”
She doesn’t want to see her son, grandson, or even Baoyu anymore.
Jia Mu, served by the maid, left first.
"Sorry!"
Shen Ning was the second person to leave the table. Youshi and Brother Rong hurriedly supported her and walked to the yard together, where the soft sedan was parked.
Seeing them all leaving, Jia She picked up a piece of pickled civet and said, "Eat it, it will be a waste if you don't eat it."
Jia Zheng: "..."
He couldn't eat, so he stood up and left without saying a word.
He didn't feel bad about the things his mother gave him. What he was sad about now was that the money sealed by the clan had not been taken out.
Brother Jing has nothing to do, Jia Zhen...
Obviously, it will be difficult to take it out with my sister-in-law here.
Last year, she asked Lian'er to buy a sacrificial field for the clan school because of the production of the clan fields last year. Obviously she didn't want to use it for his Yuanchun.
Jia Zheng is a little worried now.
Mrs. Wang was even more worried.
She really didn’t want to admit that today was a waste of time, but that was the fact.
She stood up and left without saying a word.
Baoyu looked at this, looked at that, puckered his lips and wanted to cry, but was hugged by Wang Xifeng, "Be good, you don't understand adults, eat well."
Just because the old lady and madam can't care about Baoyu now doesn't mean they can't think of it afterwards.
Wang Xifeng didn't want to be beaten by them again afterwards, so she naturally comforted him.
“Yes, yes, eat well.”
Jia She took the fine wine collected by his mother and filled a glass for himself first.
Today, he had such a good meal because of Brother Jing's favor.
In the future...
Jia She knew that his brother Jing would never come back.
While eating and drinking, he also said: "This wine is so damn spicy."
He ate and drank, with red eyes, as if he regarded the food as his enemy. It was even more ferocious. When Baoyu saw it, he stopped eating the food that was put to his mouth and burst into tears.
......
In the sewing room, Jia Jing changed into his Taoist robe, stuffed the black mink fur and the Taoist robe given by Jia's mother into his bag, and strode away from this place where he had run countless times in his childhood. . At that time, Brother She was his little follower, but he couldn't study well. He didn't know how many times he was fixed by his elders because of his study problems.
Brother Zheng...
Although his children look pretty good now, Jia Jing doesn't like him very much.
This is a person who has liked to pretend since he was a child. He relies on his good looks, his talent in reading compared to his brother, his youth, and his aunt’s favor to bully his brother. What will become.
Fortunately, the Jia family needed a dandy heir at that time, otherwise the title of Rongguo Mansion would most likely not go to Brother She.
Jia Jing sighed softly in his heart.
"Dad, the carriage is here."
Father didn't get on the carriage, and Jia Zhen didn't dare to get on the carriage.
In fact, if possible, he would not want to ride in the same car with his father.
“Hmm~”
Jia Jing glanced at his son and said, "Come up together!"
Jia Zhen: "..."
He obediently followed his father into the car.
"Listen to your mother more in the future."
Jia Jing despised this son very much.
But Ningguo Mansion cannot produce another heir like his father, or like him.
He cannot be excellent in either literature or martial arts.
"Don't get involved in the affairs of Xifu."
Renovate the school first, and then return the treasury money. His wife obviously still wants to struggle.
If he can't accompany him, then he should tell his son!
"Father, don't worry. My son will listen to his mother when it comes to family matters."
Lai Sheng's family's village and shop were together, so he had to have two hundred thousand taels of silver, but his mother wouldn't give it to him. , most of them were separated from Youshi and his son, what did he say?
He said nothing.
Jia Zhen felt that she was an extremely filial son. "As for Xifu..." He paused, "When the matter of returning the bank's silver came out, the old lady and the second aunt seemed to dislike her mother. What's the matter? The son will discuss it with his mother first."
Jia Jing: "..."
I really dislike this kid, but he is obedient at least.
He closed his eyes slightly, "Do you know how many private rooms I have?"
Ah?
Jia Zhen was stunned.
How could he know?
He kept what his father gave him, but he didn't dare to look at what his father didn't give him!
"Son..., my son dare not know."
He was trembling, pitiful, weak and helpless.
"Oh~"
Jia Jing made a sound that was either a sneer or a tone of contempt, "You have a private house, right? Tell me, how many do you have?"
Jia Zhen: "..."
My father never plays his cards according to the rules.
It was obviously his own private room, but in the blink of an eye, it fell to him.
Jia Zhen didn't dare to talk nonsense, lowered her head and said: "My son has more than 3,600 taels of private money."
It looked a bit small.
But it depends on when you saved it.
After inheriting the Ningguo Mansion, he is the eldest and does not need to save private money at all.
"Promise!"
Jia Jing despised, "You saved this money when you were a child, so you were planning to run away from home, right?"
"..."
Jia Zhen almost knelt down in fear.
How did his father know?
Jia Zhen only dared to think about running away from home, but never dared to take action.
He was afraid that if he left home, his legs would be broken and he would become the most useless person in the Jia family.
This is what his father can do.
Jia Zhen will never forget the time when her mother was beaten and swollen by her father in order to protect him.
The imperial doctor said that the bone was cracked, but the father had already restrained his strength. If it hit him on the leg...
"Son..., my son doesn't have the courage."
“You don’t have one either.”
Jia Jing was very disappointed.
He once expected him to have the courage to run away from home.
I hope this son can do things that he did not dare to do when he was young.
Unfortunately, he provided convenience and allowed him to save more money, but in the end, he really just saved it.
Useless stuff.
“Your mother asked me for a private room, do you know how to get back?”
"..."
Jia Zhen wanted to cry.
My father is not to be trifled with, and my mother is not to be trifled with either now.
"What does the father want his son to say?"
When Jia Jing glanced at him, he hurriedly said: "Your private room, your son can do whatever you want him to do. Return. But from now on, your son’s private house will be yours. From now on, your son will save money for you every year without letting your mother know.”
Jia Jing: “…”
He. Is that what you mean?
Although it sounds good, he is the one who wants to end the worldly relationship!
But...
As a qualified heir to the Ningguo Mansion, he is certainly not that pedantic and does not understand economics.
He sighed, "I promised your mother that I would leave my private room to her, and I will never break my promise. Therefore, you have to take away even a needle or a thread from my place."
< br>Huh?
Jia Zhen opened her mouth, not daring to object.
"But if I support you for a while, you can use the 3,600 taels of silver to buy out our father-son relationship!"
Just kill two birds with one stone.
He will not be impoverished, and he will also break the relationship between father and son.
Thanks to book friend Cherry Tomato Ripe and Little Sponge who loves to read books for the tip, thank you! !
(End of this chapter)