Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

"Why not?" A lady raised her voice with a look of contempt on her face.

"Does Concubine Nan'an dare to cause trouble at the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet?" another lady echoed, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"That may not happen, but the palace is in a mess right now."

Another lady interrupted, "Who knows what His Majesty is thinking?"

"What's the use of what His Majesty thinks? Who would dare to send their daughter to the palace?" Someone questioned, "Have you seen anyone who has a child after entering the palace?"

"Oh my god! Are you guys going to die? Why are you talking nonsense like this?"

Someone reminded them, "What are you afraid of? We are all relatives. Who can't report it? If we report it, no one will suffer the consequences."

……

You know what, the conversations these ladies had were quite bold. Some even talked about matters within the household, such as a fight between the mother-in-law, daughter-in-law, or sister-in-law.

Who caught someone cheating in bed?

From who has taken in a concubine, what to eat for dinner, to court gossip.

No wonder there is Madam Diplomacy, Lin Daiyu listened with great interest.

But when it came to the important and sensitive adult areas, these ladies were very conscious and sent the girls away.

Unable to listen and understand, Lin Daiyu had to leave, but in fact she was quite interested.

It doesn’t cost anything to listen.

How stingy.

……

Lin Daiyu strolled out leisurely, and occasionally listened to gossip when she heard it.

"If you need help finding Sister Yuanyang, you have to go to the old lady's room."

"Sister Yuanyang has hardly dared to go out these days."

"I'm afraid the master will block her again."

"The eldest master is so shameless. He made the old lady so angry that he didn't even show up."

"I'm asking for death, is this what you should say?"

"There are so many relatives and friends at home now. If someone hears it, won't you be beaten to death?"

"Think about your parents, and you won't mind so many trivial matters."

"No matter how good Sister Yuanyang is, she won't give you money. No matter how bad the master is, you are receiving monthly salary from the Jia family."

"Stop talking."

"Be careful, someone will come and scold you for being lazy again."

Lin Daiyu was really surprised. Why did the plot go this way?

This Jia She really is a stubborn person!

But what can I say? In this patriarchal society, if the male head of a family is bad, then the family will probably not be good either.

The Jia family's Rongguo Mansion is like this, and the Ningguo Mansion is even worse.

Lin Daiyu had a feeling that the current Jia family might fall apart faster than in the book.

It's as if the plot has been accelerated.

She looked at the people coming and going in the yard. If they were defeated, how many people would be left?

In Lady Jia's room in Rongqing Hall, Lady Jia, who had regained her strength, looked at Wang Xifeng, Youshi and Lady Xing who were serving her.

Unexpectedly, his own daughter Jia Min did not come over.

If you let her go, will she really leave?

"Feng girl, Youshi, you don't have to serve me anymore."

"Just keep Yuanyang and the eldest brother's wife!"

"Go and greet the guests!"

"Grandma, do we need to let our aunts in?" Wang Xifeng thought that the old lady might be missing her daughter, so she sent them away so that she could have a few words with her daughter.

"She didn't leave?" asked Grandmother Jia in surprise.

"How can that be possible! Auntie has been waiting outside."

Wang Xifeng smiled and replied, "Aunt is shy, not as thick-skinned as us, so she can't squeeze in close."

Grandmother Jia didn't know what she was thinking of. She smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Okay! Let her in!"

“Something has to be resolved.”

"She's coming in. You all should leave! I'll call you later and you can come back in."

Mrs. Xing was a little anxious when she heard that she was asked to leave, "Mother, I can't leave. I have nowhere to go."

Grandmother Jia frowned and said helplessly, "I know, you just go outside to help greet the guests."

"With so many people around, the boss doesn't dare to do anything reckless."

"Wait until Jia Min leaves before you come in!"

Mrs. Xing followed Wang Xifeng and Youshi out helplessly, looking back every few steps.

……

When Jia Min was called in, she saw her mother looking at the beam alone, wondering what she was thinking.

The carved beams were painted with layers of paint to prevent them from being eaten by insects, but unknowingly, insects and ants found the holes.

Grandmother Jia couldn't help but sigh.

He turned around and saw Jia Min staring at him in a daze.

"Have a seat! What's there to see?"

"Mom! You've been working too hard. You can just hand some of the things over to your elder and second sisters-in-law."

Jia Min saw that her mother's face was becoming increasingly tired, and her hair was a few more gray than in the previous few days.

The speed of aging is accelerating.

Grandmother Jia smiled bitterly and said, "If I hand it over, it will probably be squandered in three to five years."

"Your eldest brother spends money without restraint, does not know how to run a business, does not know how to be an official, does not know anything, and only knows how to ask for money."

"He would beat and scold his children and wife at every turn. Even if they were favored, he would stop doing it after just three or two years."

"Your sister-in-law couldn't do anything about it. Later, in order to please the boss, she took the initiative to arrange things for him."

Having said this, Grandmother Jia stopped talking.

"Bring me some water!"

Jia Min tested the temperature of the tea on the table, brought it to her mother, and handed it to Grandmother Jia.

After taking a few sips, Jia continued,

"Besides, your second brother was devoted to the imperial examinations and was once proud of his talent, but he only managed to become a deputy minister of the Ministry of Works and has wasted his time ever since."

"Every day, they talk about the affairs of the court, but they are good at empty talk but not practical work. They like to talk big with some followers the most."

"He was mostly concerned about his children's appearance. When he was young, he would beat and scold them at any time, and would even hit them with sticks."

"Now that the child is gone, I don't care much about him anymore."

"Look at what has become of Jia Huan who followed him."

"If I hadn't taken Baoyu over, I don't know what would have happened to him."

At this point, Jia's mother handed the teacup back to Jia Min and continued,

"Your second sister-in-law was once a very straightforward person, but she has also been tortured into a clay Buddha by these half-gloomy and half-sunny days."

"Sometimes, if she is given a fire, she will burn herself into porcelain. If the fire is released, she will just be a clay figure."

"Your nephews, you can see that Jia Lian also has no chance of a career in government."

"Donating money to become an official is all for the sake of looking good."

"Min'er, the only hope of the Jia family lies in Baoyu. He is smart, kind, and treats people with sincerity."

"Although his heart is not in the imperial examination career, it is because he is still young and has not yet come to his senses."

"If he grows up, the Jia family may still have decades of prosperity."

"Otherwise we will lose."

"Mom, don't be so pessimistic. And Lan'er, I heard from someone last time that he is also doing very well."

Jia Min felt that her mother was too pessimistic. Although she had once had the dream about Daiyu and was mentally prepared, she still felt sad when she heard her mother say it in person.

It turns out that my mother knew everything and had been struggling to support me.

At this time, I only heard Jia's mother continue to say,

"Lan, he's too young. When he grows up, my mother may not be able to wait any longer."

After hearing this, Jia Min felt even sadder.

Suddenly she thought of Lin Ruhai's suggestion when they discussed the situation of the Jia family. She wondered if it would be feasible to bring it up with her mother now.

As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood.