After hearing my inner thoughts, the ancestors in the Dream of the Red Chamber went berserk.

As he spoke, he hugged Jia Zhu and burst into tears. Jia Jing looked at his son helplessly. The little boy was only six years old. He wouldn't understand what you were saying. He looked at his father, Jia Daihua.

Jia Daihua glared and said:

"It's all because your mother and your wife spoiled you."

Jia Jing thought to himself, "If we're talking about doting, your grandfather certainly spoiled you a lot."

Since he was his own father, Jia Jing chose to remain silent and could only try to comfort his son himself.

Jia Jing said with a smile:

“You’re still a child. How can you think so far ahead? We’ll only know what will happen in the future. Look, when you cry, your little brother Zhu’er cries too.”

Looking at his grandson, Jia Daihua felt a pang of heartache and said:

"Why are you crying? You're all grown up now, and you're still thinking about your son?"

Jia Daishan looked at his brother's awkward expression with amusement, shook his head, and said:

"Zhen'er, Zhu'er, come here."

Looking at his usually kind great-uncle, Jia Zhen obediently pulled Jia Zhu to Jia Daishanjie's side.

Jia Daishan patted the two men's heads and said:

“I know you don’t quite understand what happened today. You only need to know one thing: don’t tell anyone else about what happened today. Even if you hear your brother Hu’s inner thoughts again in the future, you must keep it a secret. You can only tell the people in this room. Can you do that?”

Jia Zhen and Jia Zhu immediately nodded in assurance:

"We promise not to tell anyone."

"Alright then, after you go out, let the old women take you to wash your faces, and then go have some fun. Don't think about these things. We elders will take care of everything."

The two younger ones couldn't wait to get out, but they hesitated after seeing Jia Daihua's expression.

Jia Daihua looked at the two children staring at him expectantly and said with a stern face:

"Why are you looking at me? Remember what your great-uncle said, go out and have some fun."

With permission granted, Jia Zhen immediately pulled Jia Zhu to open the door and ran outside.

Jia Daihua began to speak again:

"Look at them, look at them, they have no manners at all, they don't even know to bow when they leave."

Jia Daishan said with a smile:

"Alright, brother, are you the kind of person who cares about these formalities? If you scare the child again, it'll be you who feels sorry for him."

Jia Daihua sighed, sat down, and said:

"How can my Ningguo Mansion be so worthless? Doesn't it have a single decent item?"

Jia Jing advised:

“Father, isn’t this a good thing? We can take precautions in advance.”

"Prevention? What prevention? Maybe you've wronged my good grandson, great-grandson. Why did you become a monk and take those pills?"

Jia Jing was also a little guilty. Could it be that he himself became a monk, took elixirs, and died young, which led to his child turning bad?

Jia Daishan said:

“I don’t think Jing’er is the kind of person who would take elixirs and become a monk to be irresponsible. Something serious must have happened to our Jia family that forced him to become a monk.”

Jia Daihua also realized there was a problem and said:

“Even if I die young, I still have you, his mother, and his siblings. I can’t just abandon him.”

Jia Daishan, watching Jia Daihua constantly talking about death, said:

"Brother, don't talk nonsense."

Jia Daihua said nonchalantly:

"I'm a veteran of the battlefield, I don't have any taboos about this."

Both Jia Daishan and Jia Jing were helpless.

Jia Daihua said:

"What could be so compelling that Jing'er must become a nun?"

Jia Daishan said:

"Then there's only one possibility: the biggest issue right now is the power struggle among the princes. They've already begun their open and covert infighting. Just think about how old the Emperor will be in ten years..."

Jia Daihua also realized this and said:

"That means our Jia family has chosen the wrong side."

Jia Daishan nodded and said:

"That's how it should be."

Jia Daihua was also surprised and said:

"If that's really the case, and you've been given a mission, the only option is to stay far away."

Jia Daishan's heart tightened as he said:

"It seems that I must have run out of things back then, otherwise Jing'er wouldn't have had to become a nun to avoid trouble."

Jia Daihua thought about the situation of the two households and realized that if both of them were gone, there would truly be no one to take charge.

Jia Jing naturally thought of this as well, and felt extremely bitter. From the outside, their two mansions seemed to be at their peak, but in reality, it was all thanks to his father and uncle who were supporting them. Their generation had not achieved anything yet.

Seeing the atmosphere in the room, Jia Daihua slammed his hand on the table and said, "Alright, none of us can say for sure what will happen ten years from now. Now that we have the advantage, we should plan carefully to make the most of the opportunity that Hu'er brought us!"

Jia Daishan also laughed and said, "Brother is right, I was just being too attached to appearances."

Jia Daihua patted his son again and said:

"Alright, stop being so dramatic. Your father isn't dead yet, it's not your place to be upset."

Jia Hu watched as his two younger brothers were taken away, and fearing they would be punished, he stood outside the courtyard waiting for them.

Seeing the two little ones running over happily, he was relieved that they hadn't been beaten.

Upon arriving at their side, Jia Hu noticed that both of their eyes were a little red, and quickly asked:

"But you got beaten up, let your brother see."

The two men shook their heads vigorously and said, "We weren't hit! We weren't hit!"

Jia Hu then said:

“That means you got scolded. Your eyes are still red; you must have cried.”

Jia Zhen and the other man dared not speak, fearing that Brother Hu would ask them what kind of scolding they had received. They could not say, but they did not want to lie to Brother Hu.

Jia Hu watched the two people struggling silently and assumed they were children.

Being too proud to admit it, he just laughed and said:

"Big brother, I won't ask you anymore. It might be difficult for you to walk sideways like that, but I promise to protect you from now on."

Jia Hu's idea was to keep an eye on these two children, discipline them, and educate them from a young age to see how they would go astray.

Jia Zhen and Jia Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, then hugged Jia Hu with smiles and cheered. From now on, they would have someone to protect them; their brother was far superior to other brothers.

The three played outside for a long time, until the sun began to set. Then the old woman came and called them:

"The old lady is calling the three brothers over; it's time to eat."

With such a joyous occasion in the family today, and Jia Daishan almost fully recovered, everyone is very happy. Grandmother Jia will certainly host a few tables to celebrate with everyone.

As soon as the three of them passed by, Grandmother Jia said:

"Come on, you three little rascals, you've been running around all sweaty. Today I've had the kitchen prepare your favorite dishes, and I've set up a separate table for you three. How about you eat together at your own table?"

The three of them were very happy, bowed and thanked Grandmother Jia, and hugged each of the girls that Grandmother Jia liked.

Jia Hu didn't care, but he was happy to be able to eat freely without having to sit at the same table with his elders. The two children, needless to say, didn't want to eat with their grandfather and father in the first place, and after what happened this afternoon, they wanted to even less.