For a while, the Rongguo Mansion was spread. Aunt Yanhong's grandmother died and her pregnant male baby also fell out. A few days before Jia Cong returned to the court, this was known to everyone in the palace.

Qiutong and Yanhong were all girls bought by Jia She. After Jia She rewarded them, Jia Lian and Yanhong got married immediately. In this era, there is no need to have a big feast for marrying a concubine. Just prepare a new house and have a wedding banquet.

After all, no one knows the truth in the deep courtyard, and Wang Xifeng is so virtuous, so most servants think that the quack doctor prescribed the wrong medicine, and only Jia Cong, Xue Baochai, Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu and others do not believe in this superficial outrage.

Wang Xifeng often told her privately in front of the old lady that it was Qiu Tong and Yanhong was jealous. Jia Mu believed it and never summoned the two concubines. Only Ping'er, who had a wife, could go to Jia Mu's room. Therefore, Jia Lian died of the mother and son, and they seemed to be no one dead, or a passerby, and almost no one cared about it. After a while, they talked.

But things seemed to be endless, and Jia Cong also thought it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing Jia Lian leave, he remembered that Yan Hong had seen several times, but she was not as arrogant as Qiu Tong and was more gentle. No wonder Jia Lian was so happy. The clever Qingwen also guessed a little and said behind him: "Did you find money? Did you give it to him?"

"Yes." Jia Cong said helplessly: "It can be considered as letting the deceased be buried."

Qingwen felt a little sad.

When I returned to the study, I heard Jia Yun chatting with Lin Hongyu and asking her about the monthly money for jewelry. When I entered, Jia Cong pretended not to hear it. He looked at Lin Hongyu. He was not young anymore and his appearance was about the upper class, at least not ugly than Xiren. He was very clean and his words were clean.

According to Jia Cong's meaning, he had a lot of room for travel. He had Qingwen, prepared a room for a room for a room for a room for a room for a room, and he didn't plan to ask for it again. If he had collected a room for travel, Jia Cong would not dare to imagine the picture.

Just like the scene in "Tang Bohu's Flavor of Autumn", Jia Cong's eyes suddenly appeared in front of his wives, playing cards, eating meat, drinking, playing boxing, garbage all over the floor, and bickering every few days.

"Oh..." A cold air suddenly hit Jia Cong's tailbone. He couldn't chew too much. Not only did he need quantity, but also quality.

For example, although Qingwen is a furious person, she will not form cliques and plot against herself. Xiangling is the one Jia Cong feels most assured, that is, the vase placed at the window. He doesn't want to experience such things in Jia Lian's room himself.

"Uncle Cong, Uncle Cong..."

Jia Yun's cry awakened Jia Cong, and Jia Cong came back to his senses: "Oh... I'm leaving you to ask, you're almost done with the matter of planting flowers in the garden, right? It seems that the Grand View Garden is very big, but not many can be planted."

"That's right, my nephew came to find Uncle Cong for this, and I beg my uncle to send me another matter." Jia Yun was very respectful.

"You go home and wait. I will come back to the Hanlin Academy tomorrow to see the direction of the court. I will send you a message." Jia Cong said, Jia Yun was not only grateful for his kindness, but also understood the worldly ways. Jia Cong decided to use it.

Jia Yun also guessed that she was going to work under Uncle Cong, so that she would not have to worry and earn more money.

However, it was really hard to speak out that he and Xiaohong fell in love with each other. Looking at Uncle Cong's face, it seemed that he was completely unaware of it. Jia Yun could only look at Lin Hongyu with a dark look and bowed to leave.

Jia Cong would not give all the benefits to Jia Yun. He would not be able to ask for it. One day he agreed, Jia Yun would be even more grateful. This was just a means of controlling people.

Lin Hongyu also had a bad expression and brought tea and water, but she didn't dare to ask for it.

...

In the yard at night, paper money was burning in the bowl. Because the brothers ignored him and seemed to be out of tune, Jia Cong came over pretending, and the garlic in his sleeves smothered his eyes. He immediately had two lines of clear tears flowing down and bowed to the coffin: "Go along the way."

It seemed as if the person who died was Jia Cong's own sister.

Before the coffin was nailed up, Jia Lian saw his younger brother's appearance and brought incense paper to pay tribute. In the morning, he couldn't help but cry: "Brother Cong, you and I are not the same mother, but they are better than the same mother. Second brother has decided on you in this life."

"Sad, sad." Jia Cong sniffed, sad.

"Yanhong, I'm the one who hurt you." Jia Lian thought in his heart that only Cong was treating him well in the entire Jia family, and he threw himself on the coffin again.

The bright red inside the coffin was wearing a white skirt, and his hands were placed peacefully on his lower abdomen. His appearance was obviously tidy, and his pale face was full of sadness. Jia Cong thought, if he had released his hair like this, he would look like Sadako.

Jia Cong's body couldn't help but feel cold, pretending to cough and say goodbye. Jia Lian turned around with tears in his eyes: "The second brother thought that the dead are the most important. She cannot enjoy the happiness before she died, and she also wants to be glorious after she died. I originally wanted to buy a pair of good tung wood, but I was short of money. Thanks to Cong's brother Heping'er, he bought a pair of rosewood for him..."

"I also want Mingjing to do a ritual. Who would have thought that the old lady sent someone to say that a concubine was so unlucky, and she carried it out and cremated it seriously..."

The only one who was lonely and saddled in front of the door was Jia Cong and Jia Baoyu. The door was opened in the middle of the night, and Jia Baoyu came late. Jia Baoyu actually cried and carried it out, and was not allowed to send a spirit in Tiekan Temple. Jia Lian had to look helplessly to find the cemetery and refused to cremate.

...

After the Spring Festival and Lantern Festival, the court's holiday was over. Jia Cong put on his official uniform in the morning. Sun Fu hurriedly brought the letter and said that it was handed in outside the gate. There were two letters. After Jia Cong opened it and read it, his face became gloomy and unstable.

It happened that Baochai came back from Hengwuyuan. On the first day of work in the New Year, she wanted to remind him a few words. Seeing her husband's face, Xue Baochai hurried in: "What's wrong?"

"A good news, a bad news. This year is the first day to be on duty. Teacher Liu sent a letter and Jiuqing will be pushed into the cabinet. I have my name. First, I am the top scholar, and second, I have some reputation. Three people recommend it to Bi Zhong, Minister of Revenue, Teacher Wang, and Teacher Liu of the Censorate, and then they are on the list."

The left and right censors, left and right deputy censors, and left and right assistant censors, a total of six people, are all officials in the hall and have the power to recommend.

"The bad news came from Zhang Maocai. He was in the Tongzheng Department and could see the memorial at the first time. The engineering department clerk Jaswen impeached me in the past provincial examination case. He was unclear and was ready to overturn the case and drag me into the water."

"According to the convention, I cannot go on duty when I am impeached. I either stay at home or submit a defense note." Jia Cong knocked on the table with his fingers. Baochai couldn't do anything about it, so he could only rub his shoulders.

This was his first time being impeached. Jia Cong tried his best to stabilize. He was familiar with history and understood at a glance that this matter was very similar to the case of Qian Qianyi. His psychological quality must be passed, otherwise he would die before he could succeed. Wen Tiren and Zhou Yanru both had strong psychological quality and could win.
Chapter completed!