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

Jia Daishan patted him and said, "Now we can only take it one step at a time. I believe, just as we said before, something must have happened that forced you to become a monk to avoid disaster."

"Sigh! There are still too few clues. Even Hu'er doesn't know how I lost them!"

Jia Daihua said.

"Look, so much has changed now, isn't that a blessing? Otherwise, they'd probably be preparing for my funeral today."

Jia Daishan, trying to ease the tension, joked.

Jia Daihua glared at him and said:

"These kinds of things shouldn't be said carelessly. I was being too attached to appearances and too greedy. I don't think there's such a good thing."

Jia Daishan, unperturbed by the glare, said:

"Then Zhen'er can study here. I'll keep a close eye on him."

Jia Daihua agreed:

"Indeed, Hu'er also said she would keep an eye on him, so I feel at ease here. I will definitely keep a close eye on him and make sure he learns all the rules of etiquette to the bone."

Jia Jing also agreed, thinking that this way, even if something happened to him in the future, Jia Zhen wouldn't become like the future Jia Zhen.

Meanwhile, Jia Zhen, unaware of what he was about to face, was passing the time in the garden with Jia Hu and Jia Zhu.

Jia Hu was trying to teach Jia Zhu to climb trees. He remembered that Jia Zhu's health had deteriorated as he grew older, and he had become too dull, only knowing how to study. So he wanted to make Jia Zhu a little more mischievous, and that exercise would be good for his health. However, this frightened the old women and maids around him, but they dared not stop him. Everyone knew that this young master Zhen was the apple of the eye of all the masters in the mansion.

Jia Zhen was sitting alone under the tree, sullenly swinging a branch back and forth. Jia Hu noticed something was wrong and asked him:

"Little Zhen, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Jia Zhen glanced resentfully at his brother Hu, who knew nothing about it. He thought, "What else could it be? Isn't it all because of you, Brother Hu?" He knew he was going to get beaten, maybe even killed. But what did he do afterward? He hadn't done anything! Feeling wronged, he almost cried, but he didn't dare tell Brother Hu what had happened that day. He could only silently swallow his anger.

Jia Hu saw that he lowered his head even further.

A chill ran down his spine. He remembered reading in Dream of the Red Chamber that someone bullied their master because he was young. Could it be that someone had the audacity to bully Jia Zhen?

Thinking to himself, he quickly pulled Jia Zhu to Jia Zhen and said:

"Little Zhen, did someone bully you? Tell me and I'll take care of them for you!"

Jia Zhu also waved her little fist and said:

"They bullied my brother! Kill them!"

Jia Zhen looked up at his anxious elder brother Hu and Jia Zhu and could no longer hold back.

She rushed over and hugged Jia Hu, bursting into tears and saying:

"Brother Hu, if my grandfather and father try to kill me later, you must stop them!"

Jia Hu, somewhat puzzled, asked, "Why are you suddenly saying such things? How could your great-uncle and Uncle Jing possibly want to beat you to death? You were very attentive in class today and didn't make any mistakes. Could someone have whispered something in your ear?"

After Jia Hu finished speaking, he swept his sharp gaze over the people serving Jia Zhen, thinking to himself that someone with ill intentions was trying to sow discord between Jia Zhen and others. When the people saw what Master Hu was looking at, they all looked away and lowered their heads, and they were all a little nervous. Don't underestimate Master Hu because of his small size, his eyes are really quite frightening.

Jia Zhen only said that it wasn't that no one was bullying him, and he didn't say anything else, he just cried. Jia Zhu was a little confused. Although he heard it, he didn't understand it and didn't know why he wanted to beat his brother Zhen to death.

Jia Hu tried everything he could to comfort Jia Zhen, who was crying uncontrollably, but to no avail. Jia Zhen eventually cried until he was completely exhausted, but still clung to Jia Hu, sobbing uncontrollably.

Fortunately, a clever maidservant nearby saw this and quickly went to report to Jia Daishan.

The three people who were inside analyzing the situation of the imperial court were also taken aback when they heard this.

Jia Daihua slapped his thigh and said:

"I must have scared him just now."

He felt a pang of sadness as he spoke. Even if his grandson turned out badly in the future, he hadn't done anything wrong now. As the saying goes, "The father is to blame for the son's misbehavior." He had been so absorbed in the tragedy of the Ningguo Mansion that he had forgotten his grandson had overheard the whole thing.

Jia Jing, now hearing Jia Zhen's question, asked with mixed feelings:

"Did Zhen'er hear that too?"

Jia Daishan nodded and said:

"It must have been our attitude that scared him; after all, he's still just a child."

Jia Daihua said hurriedly:

"Let's go, let's go see him right away."

The three hurried towards the garden.

In the garden, Jia Hu could no longer hold Jia Zhen and could only sit on the ground, embracing him and gently coaxing him. Jia Zhen still clung tightly to Jia Hu's clothes, refusing to let go. Jia Hu was extremely anxious, but Jia Zhen wouldn't let him send anyone to find the adults. Jia Zhu, who was standing nearby, was also pacing anxiously.

Jia Zhu saw the adults coming from afar, and her eyes lit up immediately. She quickly ran over and said:

"Grandfather, grandfather, Uncle Jing, come quickly! Brother Zhen is dying!"

The three of them were immediately startled and quickly ran over.