Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

"Please come in, Sir and Miss!"

"Others don't need it."

"Just send it off outside." At this time, a little Taoist priest walked out from inside.

With tears in her eyes, she spoke to Jia Zhen and Jia Xichun.

Jia Zhen got up from the ground and asked anxiously,

"Father...how is he?"

Tears rolled down the young Taoist priest's cheeks. "Master has already taken a large amount of cinnabar."

"Not much longer!"

"Sir, cherish your time!"

"Ah..." Jia Zhen felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if he was going to die from the pain.

Why? Why?

……

"You guys are here?"

"Actually, no need!"

"I have never given you fatherly love, and you don't need to give it to me."

The light in the temple was dim, with only a few rays of light shining on my father's face, as if it was cut.

Jia Zhen looked at his father's face which had turned blue and black. He knew that the poison had penetrated deep into his bones and there was no cure.

Listening to his father's painful words, Jia Zhen had no choice but to kowtow repeatedly.

He looked up, just wanting his father to give him an explanation.

However, my father just trembled and took off a string of sandalwood bracelets from his hands.

Looking at Jia Xichun,

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, "I'll give it to you! I don't have anything anymore, this is a gift from an old friend, it's most suitable for you."

Jia Xichun moved her lips, took the bracelet with both hands, but ultimately did not utter a word.

She didn't call out "father" in the end.

Only the tears in my eyes were disobedient and rolled down.

Jia Jing pointed at the Buddhist whisk beside him.

"Brother Zhen, this is for you?"

Jia Zhen kept kneeling and kowtowing, but he refused to accept.

What does he want the whisk for?

He wanted an answer.

"Father, why? Why?"

Jia Jing let out a long sigh, "Buddha is also a beauty."

"It is difficult for the Three Pure Ones to understand the customs."

“I’ve been trapped in love all my life.”

"No reason."

At this time, his eyes followed a ray of sunlight and saw the sky.

"Look, she picked me up."

"Zhen'er, here I come!"

After saying this, Jia Jing closed his eyes and died suddenly.

With a smile on his face, he looks like a young man riding a horse in parade.

The son of a government official, on the list of successful candidates, childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart...

There seems to be a flute sound sobbing...

……

"Is Jia Jing dead?" At this time a group of eunuchs came out from behind.

He stepped forward and lowered his head to feel Jia Jing's breath. After confirming, he announced coldly,

"Well, dead!"

"We are going back to report."

After saying this to a few eunuchs, he turned around and was about to leave.

Jia Zhen's eyes were red, he leaned forward, staring at the eunuch, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Wait a minute...Excuse me, eunuchs, which palace are you from?"

"Why did you let my father die?"

The leading eunuch was startled by Jia Zhen's look.

A sharp voice was directed at him,

"How dare you! We are all following the Holy Order."

"He, Jia Jing, deserves to die."

"It's a relief for him to die so late."

"Please explain yourself clearly!" Jia Zhen asked word by word.

The eunuch looked around and saw that there was no one outside. He shouted angrily,

"Shouldn't you ask me this question? Ask your Jia family!"

"Isn't there still an old lady alive in the Jia family?"

"Besides, Jia Jing murdered the Queen Mother, so he deserved to die."

"If someone hadn't pleaded for mercy, your entire Jia family would have died."

After saying this, the eunuch turned away.

When he came to the door, he shouted angrily, "Jia Jing is dead, keep the funeral simple!"

There were wailing sounds coming from outside. The children of the Jia family and the Taoists who followed Jia Jing were all crying.

Jia Zhen looked at Jia Jing blankly.

Now it is like a piece of dry firewood, so unfamiliar.

Is he also a father?

The Queen Mother was killed. She was kind and generous, so why did Yuanchun and her father kill her too?

Could it be that the Jia family is the most evil?

Thinking of this, he opened the door and said to the outside,

"Brother Rong, change your grandfather's clothes."

……

Jia Xichun walked forward silently and picked up her father's whisk.

Wear a bracelet.

Kneeling on the cushion and chanting scriptures silently.

I want to say farewell to this father whom I have hardly ever met, and hope that he can get what he wants in the other world.

……

"The Jia family has produced a lovesick man!" Grandmother Jia returned to her room and just sat down.

He saw that Youshi and others had gathered together, looking at him eagerly.

Grandmother Jia knew that some things had to be said.

How did Jia Jing, a recluse monk, get involved with the palace?

"Since I married into the Jia family,"

"There are those born to me and those born to the Ningguo Mansion. I have seen all kinds of boys, but none of them can really compare to Jia Jing."

"In order to reassure His Majesty, Duke Ning and Duke Rong decided that their children would no longer follow the military and would be encouraged to study."

"But among the young men who ride horses and fight cocks, which one is a seed of reading?"

"Who can calm down?" Jia's mother's tone was slightly sarcastic, but then it softened.

"Only Jia Jing is extremely smart and stands out from the crowd."

"All the way from scholar, juren to jinshi."

“It’s a beautiful sight.”

The corners of Jia's mother's mouth turned up, as if a smile was about to overflow.

"It is so difficult to be a son of a government official and pass the imperial examination!"

"On the day when the results are announced, Duke Ning will hold a grand banquet to celebrate."

"However, Jia Jing made one only request, which was to let him marry the daughter of the Zhen family, Miss Zhen."

"He just wants to be a couple, a couple like the gods who only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals."

"Ms. Zhen, you are beautiful, smart, and well-known in Jinling."

"This is a match made in heaven,"

“Both families are happy to see this happen.”

At this point, Jia's mother's tone sank and her expression became desolate.

"Unexpected events happen. The queen at that time, the late queen mother, had not been pregnant for many years."

"The emperor needs an heir. When the emperor went to Jiangnan, the Zhen family came to receive him several times."

"I didn't expect that this would sow the seeds of disaster."

"With an imperial edict, Miss Zhen entered the palace as a concubine."

"Granted the title of Consort Zhen..."

"The Zhen family can't protect their daughter, and the Jia family can't protect their daughter-in-law."

"Jia Jing was deeply distressed and completely hopeless."

"I want to become a monk."

"Give up your talent, title, everything..."

"I can still remember clearly what he said to Duke Ning that day." As she spoke to this point, a strange look appeared on Grandmother Jia's face.

"That day, he held a sword and let his hair down, questioning Duke Ningguo, what is the use of government? What is the use of the title? Life is impermanent, and Buddha has no fragrance."

Jia's mother's tears rolled down.

Those were the most glorious days for the Jia family! But they also led to the birth of their most outstanding eldest son.

From then on...Grandmother Jia sighed.

……

"What happened next? How did Master Zhen get out?"

Mrs. Xing's eyes welled up with tears when she heard this. She asked Lady Jia anxiously if she knew what would happen next.

Others looked at her as if she were a fool.

"Are you acting like a storyteller?"

It's almost over, everyone!

Especially Mrs. Wang, her eyes were gleaming with strange light, as if she wanted to bite someone.

She stared straight at Lady Jia.

Grandmother Jia's heart trembled. She clenched the cane in her hand and sighed.

"Later, the Duke pressed him hard, asking him to fulfill his responsibility as the eldest son and grandson of the Duke's Mansion and leave behind an heir."

"Just let him be from now on!"

"Just like that, under the management of the Duke's Mansion, the Jia family welcomed their eldest grandson."

"The eldest grandson Jia Jing himself named him Jia Zhen."

"Zhen? Zhen!"

“And the best children entered the Taoist temple.”

After saying this, Grandmother Jia was so tired that she could hardly open her eyes.

She couldn't bear it any longer.

But Mrs. Wang's voice was like scraping bones.

"So infatuated? Then what about the fourth girl? Where did she come from?"

"If you are so infatuated, why did you harm my daughter?"

"If that's the reason, why did you send my daughter to the palace that day?"

"Who said that there are people taking care of us in the palace?"

"Is this how Concubine Zhen takes care of my daughter?"

"If she dies, will she take all of us with her to be buried with her?"