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Chapter 229 Longevity

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    The next morning.

    Rongguo Mansion, Rongqing Hall.

    After returning from Dongfu last night, Jia Mu did not fall asleep immediately.

    Yuanyang found two doses of plaster and applied them to her temples, and then applied ginseng tea.

    After Jia Mu finished using the ginseng tea, Amber brought steamed milk and lamb soup and served Jia Mu, and her expression softened.

    After looking for a doctor to come and take a look, he rested quietly.

    When I woke up, I finally regained my composure.

    Early in the morning, Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue came to pay their respects. The old lady was half-lying on a large autumn-scented money snake mattress, leaning on the brocade pillow and letting out a long sigh, her face still sad.

    Mrs. Wang advised from the side: "Old lady, please be more open-minded. People's destiny is such a long and happy life, there is nothing you can do about it."

    Hearing this, Jia's mother said with emotion: "Brother Zhen has been filial to me since he was a child. It turns out that he is a good person. He is well-kept and his official job is not bad. Who would have thought that he would finish the banquet after a banquet?"  Another banquet at our house"

    Mrs. Wang said: "There is nothing we can do about the number set by the Bodhisattva. Earlier, Brother Cong even specially advised him to eat less wine, and Brother Zhen was not very happy. What if"

    At this point, Mrs. Wang's face froze slightly, and her eyes became a little strange.

    Aunt Xue was also lamenting, her face moved.

    Jia Mu snorted and said, "Did you also find out?"

    Mrs. Wang hesitated for a moment and then said slowly: "The old lady said that Brother Cong is tough, but this is too tough, isn't it? It's weird."

    Aunt Xue said: "Brother Zhen and Brother Cong are not related, right?"

    Mother Jia was silent for a moment, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "I heard Jade say earlier that yesterday Brother Zhen asked that evildoer for a recipe for soap"

    When Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue heard this, their expressions changed immediately.

    In this era of respecting ghosts and gods and believing in fate, they do not doubt that their fate is rigid.

    ??especially believe in the theory of destiny and fortune.

    Not to mention them, even the girls and grandmothers in Rongqing Hall felt chilly at this moment.

    They don¡¯t doubt that Jia Cong has done anything, but they just feel that Jia Cong¡¯s fate is too tough

    I heard Jia Mu sighing again: "Brother Zhen is gone now. Among Baoyu's generation, he is the only one now."

    When Mrs. Wang heard this, her expression changed again. She knew that the word "him" naturally did not refer to Baoyu, but to Jia Cong.

    She had talked to Jia's mother before. In Baoyu's generation, Jia Zhen, the eldest brother, was blocking the front. He was also the eldest brother and the clan leader. Even if the people below him could jump, they would not be able to jump out of the circle.  Come.  Jia Zhen has always been pretty good to Baoyu

    But now Jia Zhen is gone, and no one can suppress Jia Cong.

    It¡¯s obviously not possible to count on Jia Lian

    Although they are from the inner house, they can also see clearly that Jia Lian's temperament is not a competitive one.

    Jia Lian is not, and Baoyu is even less so.

    ¡°In this case, among the men outside the Jia family, who else can control Jia Cong?

    Jia Huan, huh

    Thinking that Baoyu would rely on Jia Cong for a living in the future, Mrs. Wang's face turned grim.

    So far, in her eyes, Jia Cong is far less valuable than jade.

    It¡¯s not even comparable at all.

    Mother Jia naturally saw through her thoughts and said earnestly: "Shuqing, don't think about suppressing this child anymore. I can spit on him and scold him, it doesn't matter. I am his grandmother and I am so old.  He is not in trouble with his two words and has enjoyed a lifetime of blessings. How can he still defeat me? You should stop talking about him, just in case"

    Hearing this, Mrs. Wang hurriedly said: "I have never said anything about him. The master values ??him the most."

    Hearing this, Jia Mu smiled helplessly and said, "It's a good thing that the master likes him. I see that he respects the master the most and is close to Baoyu and Huan'er Let's just do this from now on. There's a tough guy out there.  With that, Baoyu and the others can enjoy happiness and peace of mind at home."

    Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue looked at each other, feeling a little shocked in their hearts.

    They understood that Jia Mu was frightened by Jia Cong's fate.

    In fact, they were also suppressed, but

    Mrs. Wang said slowly: "I'm afraid that Brother Cong will be too noisy and cause trouble and involve the family"

    Mother Jia thought for a while and said with a sad face: "I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the new year over there in the East Road Courtyard By then, as a son of a human being, he will have to observe filial piety for three years.

    &n?, there was movement outside, and the doorman reported: "Master, come back home!"

    Then there was another burst of crying.

    Jia Cong and other members of the Jia clan welcomed him out. When they walked out of the Yimen, they saw Jia Lian and others escorting a thin old man in Taoist robes, rushing in.

    This person is Jia Jing

    Jia Cong and others were busy saluting. Jia Jing had a sad face and walked inside without saying anything.

    Jia Cong and others followed and went to the side hall.

    Jia Rong was a dutiful son. When he saw Jia Jing returning, he was frightened to death, but his face was filled with pain. He knelt forward, hugged Jia Jing's legs and cried loudly.

    Jia Jing saw Jia Zhen¡¯s body on the long table at a glance. When he saw Jia Zhen¡¯s miserable face, he looked like an evil ghost and his body swayed.

    ??The pain caused by a white-haired person to a black-haired person is unbearable even if he has been practicing Taoism for many years.

    Seeing his eldest grandson so sad, he also burst into tears.

    After hearing the news, Jia Zheng came over and said with shame: "Brother, it was my poor care that caused my nephew to die young."

    When Jia She came, he already knew the cause of Jia Zhen's death, but he had already discussed it before. It was Jia Rong's fault that he could no longer treat humanity. He was also afraid that Jia Jing could not bear the tragedy of human relations, so he did not tell the truth. He only said that it was due to vomiting and choking after being drunk.  die.

    He did not express his anger at Jia Zheng, but shed tears and lamented: "It's all because of Zhen'er's bad luck and short life. But why can't my son even use a coffin?"

    Hearing this, Jia Zheng looked at Jia Cong.

    Jia Lian went out of the city to pick up Jia Jing early in the morning, and Jia Cong took charge of the rest of the general affairs.

    Jia Cong said: "If I get back to the eldest master, I have already sent someone to get the wood. I think it will be here soon"

    For funerals at this time, everyone does not use the ready-made coffin materials outside, but chooses good wood, saws and paints to make it.

    As he was talking, there was discussion outside:

    "Yo! The coffin has arrived!"

    "It looks like fine fir wood, not bad."

    "It's five inches thick, right? Okay!"

    ¡°It¡¯s good wood!¡±

    Jia Jing went out to see him, but he said angrily: "My son is so precious, how can he live in such a lowly tree?"

    Jia Cong was not afraid. After asking the person in charge, he said: "Master, this is the thickest wood that I can find after going to seven or eight longevity wood shops."

    Jia Jing came over with a glare, looking a little excited, and scolded: "What a bastard! If you can't find it after running to seven or eight houses, why don't you run to a few more houses? If you don't have it in the longevity wood shop, why don't you send someone to cut it down outside the city?"  "I looked at Jia Cong twice and felt unfamiliar, so I asked: "Who are you? When was it your turn to speak here in my family?"

    Jia Cong looked indifferent. Jia Zheng was about to introduce himself when he heard a voice from outside:

    "Sir Liu Chengxiang, director of the Zuo Division of the Zongren Mansion, is here!"

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