Chapter 372: The Morality of Ningguo Mansion
On the afternoon of May 14, the sudden rain stopped and the sky and earth seemed to be clean.
The accumulated water dripped from both sides of the corridor in the back house of Ningguo Mansion, and hit the bluestone slabs with a tinkling sound. It couldn't be described as a melody, but it made people feel relaxed and happy.
Of course, it also depends on your mood.
At least when Jia Rong hurried into the corridor and heard the tinkling sounds, the restlessness in his heart not only did not decrease, but increased a little.
Seeing a woman cleaning up the mud at the corner ahead, he covered his nose and walked over to her and asked in a muffled voice, "Do you know where the master is resting now?"
When the old woman saw that it was Jia Rong who was asking the question, she quickly put down the tools in her hands, rubbed her hands several times, and seemed to want to say something but stopped herself. Finally, she just lowered her head in embarrassment and refused to say a word.
If this happened in someone else's house, and the servant gave such a strange reaction to the master's question, he would probably be severely reprimanded - after all, if he knew, he knew, and if he didn't know, he didn't know. How could he not answer the master's question?
But this was the backyard of Ningguo Mansion after all, and this was not the first time that Jia Rong had received such a response, so he immediately realized what was going on, changed direction, and went straight to his wife Hu's boudoir.
As expected, when they arrived at the small courtyard, they found that all the old women and maids had disappeared. When they entered the flower hall, their ears were immediately filled with nonsense.
Jia Rong lifted the curtain and peeked inside cautiously. Seeing that his father and wife were fighting fiercely, although he was very anxious, he did not dare to go in and disturb them. He had to wait patiently in the flower hall.
Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long before I heard the clouds and rain stop, and then I heard the rustling sound of someone getting dressed.
Jia Rong hurriedly approached the pearl curtain again and said respectfully, "Father, I have an urgent matter to discuss with you. Please..."
"Come in and talk."
Hearing Jia Zhen's tired voice from inside, Jia Rong immediately lifted the curtain and went into the inner room, where he saw him leaning against the head of the bed, using his lining to cover his bony ribs. His two bare hairy legs hung down from the head of the bed, wearing a pair of embroidered shoes with thick wooden soles.
Jia Rong's wife, Mrs. Hu, was lying on the bed, hugging a thin quilt with her two snow-white arms exposed, and she had no intention of getting up to greet her husband.
Jia Zhen was very humorous in front of others, laughing, scolding, and being witty, but he was always very "dignified" in front of his son. Even though he was disheveled, he still acted like a "strict father". He didn't even glance at his son, but simply said, "Tell me, what the hell is going on that you're bothering me with?"
"Father!"
He said it calmly, but Jia Rong did not dare to neglect it at all. He hurried forward and bowed, saying, "I just received news that the You family has promised the second aunt to Lord Sun Shaozong as a concubine, and even the third aunt is going to marry Liu Xianglian!"
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Jia Zhen immediately jumped up from the bedside, rushed to Jia Rong, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted anxiously: "How is this possible? Who told you this rumor?!"
“It should be right!”
Jia Rong hurriedly added, "I also heard that Lord Sun used sixty taels of silver to exchange for a letter from Zhang Hua canceling the engagement... Ouch~!"
Before Jia Rong could finish his words, Jia Zhen pushed him and made him stagger. He shouted with a ferocious look on his face, "Then what are you still doing here? Hurry up and take your men to You's house and tie up the three of them, mother and daughter, and bring them to my house! I want to see if that Sun guy dares to chase us to my house and ask for them!"
"this……"
"Go now!"
Jia Rong hesitated for a moment, and Jia Zhen raised his hand to pull him back. Jia Rong was so frightened that he quickly took two steps back and said anxiously, "Father, calm down! I'm afraid it's not easy to do this rashly. After all, the Sun family and the West Mansion are now relatives. If we ask the elders of the West Mansion to come out..."
Jia Zhen's momentum suddenly stagnated. Now that there were no powerful eunuchs in Ningguo Mansion and no strong supporters outside, the reason why the family reputation could still be maintained was largely due to the help of Rongguo Mansion. If Jia She came forward at that time, there would still be room for discussion. But if Jia Zheng gave the order, how dare he not hand the person over?
In the end , I still have to blame my father who is obsessed with becoming an immortal. If he had been able to recruit a few strong reinforcements for Ningguo Mansion, how could my father and I be so controlled by others? !
But it’s really too late to hate my father for not becoming a dragon now.
Jia Zhen paced back and forth for a few times, but still couldn't think of any other solution, so he gritted his teeth and questioned Jia Rong: "Since we can't just do it recklessly, then what do you think we should do? Are we going to let these two pieces of delicious meat, which are about to be swallowed, go to someone else for free?!"
"Don't worry, father."
Jia Rong was unwilling to accept this, so he had already thought of a plan on the way. He said hurriedly, "I heard that it was actually Third Aunt who first took a fancy to Liu Xianglian, and then she instigated the plan of taking a concubine and marrying a wife. I don't think Second Uncle Sun knows your feelings for Second and Third Aunts."
"In my son's opinion, it would be better to talk to him face to face first. He should consider the reputation of our Rongning Mansion and other two mansions."
After all, he still wanted to use the Rongguo Mansion as a cover.
Jia Zhen thought about it for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's indeed the case! In that case, I will find an opportunity to sort things out with Sun Erlang and see what choice he makes!"
As he spoke, Jia Zhen could not help but scold Third Sister You again, saying that she had been acting crazy a few days ago, and now it seemed that she was indeed a troublesome slut!
Jia Rong waited until he had vented his anger before carefully reminding him that tomorrow was the day when the "Sun Gong An" play would be performed at the Prison God Temple, and Sun Shaozong would definitely go to show his support, so it would be a good opportunity for both of them to show their cards.
Jia Zhen readily agreed to the suggestion, and when he looked at his son again, he found him much more pleasing to the eye than usual, so he pointed to the bed and said, "Your father has just warmed your body, and now is the time to be happy. Remember to let her take the medicine after that, so as not to cause any indecent behavior and disrupt the relationship between generations."
It's really shameful that he has the nerve to talk about "morality".
Jia Rong was already used to it, so he quickly thanked his father for his "thoughtfulness" and went to bed to do it while the heat was on.
Who would have thought that after listening to this for a long time, Mrs. Hu could not help but ask, "Dad, I have to take medicine today and tomorrow. When... when can I give birth to a child for our family?"
"when?"
Jia Zhen threw his sleeves impatiently and said, "You two are still young and in your prime. Why are you so anxious about this ? Let's talk about it later!"
Having said that, he went straight out of the inner room.
Jia Rong didn't care what Mrs. Hu was feeling. He took off his clothes and clung to her, which only made Mrs. Hu angry and she kept calling him a "turtle son of a bitch". However, Jia Rong became even more impulsive...
