The door of the second generation elder of the Jia family, Jia Dairu.

Jia Qing hurriedly walked in with a large number of people, and the two old couples of Jia Dairu hurriedly greeted them.

The old Jia Dairu was already more senile at this time than before. Looking at Jia Qing who walked into the house with a calm face, he never thought that when his only grandson was seriously ill and dying, the first person to come to visit was Jia Qing.

It's complicated and hard to understand.

At this time, Jia Rui's grandmother happened to order the only maid in the family to boil the medicine, and handed her a packet of ginseng primers obtained from Rongguo's mansion.

"Ah, this ......"

Who knew that the maid opened the oil paper bag, but there was no ginseng in it, only some ginseng leftover after the ginseng was used up, and it couldn't be used at all! She stretched out her hand to look at Dai Ru and his wife.

The faces of the Dairu couple suddenly became ugly. Jia Qing was not surprised, knowing that this was Wang Xifeng's masterpiece.

With a wave of his hand, the little guy behind him handed over a box, Jia Qing took it and opened it, and said, "There is a yellow ginseng here, let's use it first." ”

Then he didn't care about Jia Dairu's ashamed look, and asked, "How is Brother Rui?" ”

Jia Dairu was ashamed and ashamed and cried: "I'm afraid it's useless......"

Jia Rui's grandmother continued: "Fortunately, a Taoist priest from Youfang came earlier and gave him a treasure mirror, saying that it could cure Rui'er's illness......

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jia Qing's face change, and he shouted "not good", and then regardless of everyone's surprise, he rushed into the room.

As soon as I entered the room, I only smelled the smell of decay in the room mixed with a hint of obscenity, and I heard a miserable cry in my ears: "Ah, ah......"

Jia Qing stepped forward and snatched the "mirror" held by Jia Rui and looked at him.

The complexion is corrupt, the description is withered, and the eyes are round. The body turned over on the quilt was disheveled, and the pants on the lower body were soaked, and the bad breath came from this.

may have finally seen Jia Qing, who came in and snatched his mirror, and spit out two words in his mouth: "It's still ...... ............ and then tilted his head, and there was no movement.

Jia Qing stretched out his hand to probe: It's already out of breath!

The Dai Ru couple who rushed in later also saw this scene, cried bitterly, and knelt in front of Jia Rui's bed with one by one.

Jia Qing was also a little unbearable when he saw it.

Although Jia Rui is very unsuccessful, Jia Qing has never taken him to heart. But they sin does not lead unto death.

Now that he is dead, the pitiful ones are only the two old men who are now kneeling on the ground.

Jia Qing didn't expect that due to an oversight of his own, this tragedy still happened.

Jia Dairu is the youngest son of the first generation of Rong Guogong and the younger brother of the second generation of Rong Guogong. He has done nothing in his life, only knows how to read, and is pedantic.

As a gentleman of family learning, he has no way to teach his children and grandchildren.

Lost his father at an early age, lost a son in middle age, and lost a grandson in old age!

He encountered almost all of the most painful things in his life. Pathetic, alas!

It turned out that things happened one after another during these days, and I was busy. In addition, he knew that Jia Rui was killed by Wang Xifeng in the cold winter month, so he didn't think that even such a thing as Yuanchun sealing the concubine was at the wrong time, and other things naturally couldn't come step by step.

It was indeed his negligence.

Looking at Jia Dairu and his wife, who were about to cry, Jia Qing did not persuade them, and ordered someone to take care of them, and left five hundred taels of silver for burial.

Then he shook his head and walked away.

Jia Qing didn't know that after the incident, Jia Dairu reported his funerals everywhere, and there were more than a dozen relatives and friends in the clan, and the total amount of buried silver was not enough for one hundred taels.

Although it was not given by Jia Qing, it was rich enough to end Jia Rui's funeral, but Jia Dairu felt Jia Qing's generosity for his clansmen more and more.

Jia Dairu didn't know that the most was the pension money that Jia Qing gave him.

After this blow, he doesn't know how long he can survive.

But he said that Jia Qing came back from Confucianism and immediately shouted: "Take Jia Rong!" ”

The people didn't know what was going on, but they did as they were told.

Not long after, Jia Rong was brought over, and he didn't know that Jia Rui was dead, but looking at the solemn atmosphere in Ning'an Hall, he instinctively felt a trace of fear.

Respectfully knelt down and said goodbye to Jia Qing, and then he didn't dare to stand up, let alone ask first.

"You've done a great job! Usually I don't bother to care about you no matter how bastard you are, but now that I have created such evil, how can I spare you! ”

Looking at Jia Rong, who had no temperament, Jia Qing originally just wanted to grab Wang Xifeng's handle, but at this time, he was really angry and scolded.

Jia Rong was so frightened that she kowtowed and begged for mercy, and said in a wailful voice: "I don't know what my nephew has done, the second uncle just makes it clear, and the nephew promises to change, and promises to change!" ”

Jia Rong is a noble son who is content with pleasure, and it can be said that he is useless. Originally, I was worried that Jia Qing would clean him up after taking charge of the family, and if it was not good, he would deduct his use and so on.

Who knows, there is none! Jia Qing turned a blind eye to him, he just had to report when he had something, in this way, in addition to the fact that the range of activities in the mansion was smaller than before, it was much more free and comfortable than when Jia Jing and Jia Zhen were there.

Now, the maids in his house can basically get started. You can also go out at any time, call two or three fox friends and dog friends to recruit prostitutes and gamble, and the days are really chic and tight.

Now Jia Qing suddenly had such a posture, which made his heart chuckle.

"It's a bastard who doesn't know what filial piety is. Before, it was just to see that you didn't give birth to a mess, so I spared you! Now that you have killed your Uncle Rui, if I don't punish you, how can I be worthy of the Confucian grandfather, and I am worthy of this Jia word on the top of my head! ”

As he spoke, he had to order people to practice the family law. Lai Sheng hurriedly persuaded: "Second master, this matter should not be publicized, this fight, I'm afraid that the Mansion will know it!" Endangering the reputation of the house is still one, how can the Confucian master explain it?

And the main fault of this matter is not Brother Rong'er, I think it is better to punish him for personally sending the funeral to Uncle Rui, which can be regarded as making up for his mistakes! ”

Below, Jia Rong was shocked when she heard that Jia Rui was actually dead, and she wanted to quibble that this matter had nothing to do with him, but she just looked at Jia Qing and Lai Sheng with a determined look, but she didn't dare.

was afraid in his heart, but fortunately, Lai Sheng's words woke him up, and hurriedly said: "I am willing to send a funeral for Uncle Rui, I am willing to ......"

Jia Qing snorted coldly, which was regarded as acquiescence, and then asked coldly: "If you don't tell me honestly, how you bullied and persecuted Jia Rui to death, I will tell you in detail!" ”

Jia Rong hesitated when she heard this, and Jia Qing snorted coldly when she saw it: "You can go back to the house to find out if the bill of fifty taels of silver is still there!" ”

A cold sweat suddenly came out from the top of her head, Jia Rong hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, no longer daring to hide anything, and told how Sister Feng explained, how he designed to catch Jia Rui, how he coerced Jia Rui to write an IOU, and how he forced him to collect debts afterwards.

finally begged for mercy: "Second Uncle Mingjian, all this was told by Aunt Feng that I did this, I never thought of putting Uncle Rui to death......"

For Jia Rui, he didn't think about it, Wang Xifeng was afraid that he was just satisfied. Judging from the last packet of medicinal foam, she definitely had the intention of making it better for Jia Rui to die.

"Alright, you go down. Take care of your two little guys' mouths, if you make a fuss, if the Confucian grandfather wants to sue you for killing your uncle, I can't save you!

Hmph, bastard thing that doesn't grow! ”

"Yes, yes, Second Uncle Xie is kind......"

Jia Rong said, bowed down and withdrew from Ning'an Hall. Then he ran straight back to his lodgings, and he was going to hurry to seal the mouths of the two little guys he had brought with him that night.