The Overlord of the Red Mansion

Chapter 208 Jia Baoyu's Marriage
While they were having dinner that day, Mrs. Wang came in from outside.

Seeing this, Jia Yuanchun asked, "Madam, have you finished your work?"

Mrs. Wang walked into the room, and the maids brought in chairs and added bowls and chopsticks.

Mrs. Wang sat down and said, "Everything is done. Baoyu is getting married tomorrow. Who will go over here?"

Now the old lady and others have moved to the East Courtyard, while the servants are living in the Lai family's former place first, or in the Rong Mansion.

After being busy with the wedding preparations for more than half a month, the general process has been decided and all expenses have been put to good use.

Jia Yuanchun looked at the others.

Jia Rong was not here. The other three girls were eating quietly. Shi Xiangyun and Lin Daiyu also ate in silence with their heads down.

With direct opposition from people like You Erjie and Qin Keqing, it was impossible for them to attend the wedding.

Jia Yuanchun finally said helplessly: "I will take Jia Ben and Jia Shu with me in the afternoon. Sister Feng needs to stay at home to recuperate in the next few days. Xichun and I will go, and the others can continue to play at home."

Her brother was getting married, and Jia Yuanchun was the legal wife here, so she had to go there no matter what.

But they mainly went there in the name of relatives, and more often asked relatives and friends of Jia Zheng and Wang Ziteng for help.

Madam Wang nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Will the prince go tomorrow?"

The main reason why Mrs. Wang came here was to confirm this matter.

Jia Yuanchun will definitely go, only Jia Rong is not sure.

Whether the prince attends or not, the appearance will definitely be different.

Jia Yuanchun replied, "I'm not sure. My master has been very busy lately. He has to take care of the construction of the palace, the renovation of the water diversion in the city, the firearms camp and the imperial hospital. The emperor also often summons my master to the palace to discuss matters."

Mrs. Wang sighed and said, "Your father is very idle. He has been at home for several days. But fortunately, all the relatives from the past have come to visit him."

"The Prince of Beijing, the Prince of Nan'an, the Prince of Xining, the Prince of Dongping, and several descendants of the Duke also came over to say that they would arrive early tomorrow."

"These people have lost their titles now. The princes are no longer princes. The highest rank now is a low-ranking general, and they all hope to get on the side of the prince."

The four kings and eight dukes prosper together and suffer together.

But that's their own opinion.

Jia Rong never acknowledged these things, nor did he share their success or failure.

Jia Rong has his own interpersonal relationships and followers who have followed him for many years, and he has no sense of belonging to the group of four kings and eight dukes.

Use what you can use, and ignore what you can’t use.

Jia Rong does not have such a strong sense of family honor, whether towards his elders or his poor relatives.

Jia Rong had no sense of shame for being a member of the Jia family's branch, let alone being beheaded or becoming a beggar.

Mrs. Wang waited for more than an hour before she saw Jia Rong coming back.

Jia Yuanchun and others welcomed Jia Rong into the house and asked him to sit down.

When Jia Rong saw Mrs. Wang, he asked, "Madam, what brings you here?"

Mrs. Wang said politely, "I want to invite the prince to attend Baoyu's wedding. I wonder when the prince will be free tomorrow?"

Jia Rong said, "I have been busy lately. I have to get up early and go to various places in the palace. I guess I won't be back until the evening."

Aunt Xue smiled and said, "That's perfect. It's best to get married at dusk. When the prince comes back, it will be an auspicious time."

Jia Rong said casually, "Then let's do it in the evening. I have a lot of things to do and can't sit for long. If it's too late, don't wait."

Jia Yuanchun knew that Jia Rong's schedule was not fixed, so she took the initiative to say, "Okay, let's do this for now."

Seeing that everything had been basically arranged, Mrs. Wang felt relieved.

Others would definitely ask when Jia Rong would arrive, and it would be bad not to give a definite answer, as it would make it seem like the relationship between their family and the Wang family was not good.

When it was almost time to leave, Mrs. Wang asked curiously, "I heard that the prince has arranged a job for Xue Pan?"

Jia Rong casually said, "Arrange him to go to the south to be a minor official. The details will depend on the local arrangements. I can't manage it too much. Anyway, he should start as a minor official of the seventh or eighth rank."

Aunt Xue thought she was going to the prosperous Jiangnan region to be a county magistrate, and she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

Even Jia Yuanchun and Wang Fu-ren had similar ideas.

Xue Pan himself thought so too.

Who would have thought that Jia Rong was such a scoundrel that he dared to trick Xue Pan to the south of Hainan to be a small leader on the battlefield? Mrs. Wang said enviously, "It would be great if Li Wan's son could be as successful as him in the future."

Jia Rong said, "Jia Lan is still young. I will arrange things for him in a few years. Xue Pan is not young anymore. He needs to make achievements in his career to have a bright future. Then he can find a wife from a higher position."

Aunt Xue nodded happily, "Your Highness is right. Xue Pan should suffer more and gain more experience."

Seeing that Jia Rong had made good arrangements for Xue Pan, Mrs. Wang naturally believed that Jia Rong would not mistreat Jia Baoyu and Jia Lan, who were closer to him.

Soon Mrs. Wang said goodbye and left.

When Mrs. Wang went out from the back door in the sedan chair and went around to the east gate of Jia Baoyu's courtyard, someone came to greet her immediately.

Wang Ziteng's son followed the sedan chair into the courtyard, and after Mrs. Wang got out of the sedan chair, he came over to ask.

"Aunt, has the prince agreed to come?"

Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "I agree."

Young Master Wang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Aunt, the sons and grandsons of the four kings and six dukes are all here tonight to have some fun. There are also other ladies helping out in the side courtyards, and many famous ladies from the Wang family have also come to help out."

Madam Wang nodded. "That's good. Tell me if there's anything."

Prince Wang said, "Everything is ready, but there are always people asking when the prince will come. If the prince doesn't come tomorrow, there will inevitably be gossip."

Mrs. Wang frowned and walked towards the house. "What are you talking about?"

Prince Wang followed him into the house and whispered, "People outside are saying that the prince doesn't like his cousin and doesn't want to get close to the Rong Mansion."

"Nonsense! If our relationship wasn't good, why would they let us stay in the palace to hold the wedding!" Mrs. Wang scolded with a cold face.

But in fact, everyone knows this kind of thing.

The reason why the four kings and six dukes did not associate with Jia Rong back then was, on the one hand, because Jia Rong was not a good person, and on the other hand, it was because Jia Rong had a bad relationship with the Rong family.

When the others wanted to curry favor with Jia Rong, they found it was too late.

Jia Rong led a large group of people to great success, but the four kings and eight dukes fell into decline, some died and some dispersed.

Although he seems to be helping everyone in Rong Mansion now, he gives people the feeling that he is doing it with a pinch of his nose and really doesn't want to interfere.

Soon Jia Baoyu's wedding was held as scheduled. Jia Rong was busy with the specific construction and supervision of the new home during the day, and went outside the city at noon to check the water source introduction and downstream sewage discharge.

Before leaving get off work, he went to the palace and chatted with the queen for the whole afternoon. He watched the queen kneeling in front of him and eating with him.

After finishing the meal, he went to see the emperor again and checked the health of the ladies in his harem.

It was already seven or eight o'clock when we got back.

When they returned to the door of their house, the Wang family's servants quickly came over and shouted.

"Your Majesty! The auspicious time is almost here, Miss and Mr. Bao are preparing to get married!"

Jia Rong frowned.

Grass!
Forget about this!
Jia Rong forgot about this matter when he was busy, because he never took Jia Baoyu's affairs to heart, and as a result, he forgot about it!
If I had known earlier, I would have stayed in the palace longer!

Jia Rong forgot to delay.

But there was no other way. He had to admit his mistakes, so Jia Rong could only go to the wedding and have a drink.

As he ate, he became more cheerful. With wine glasses in hand, he went to meet the ladies of various families to see which girl was prettier.

If someone’s house is raided in the future, Jia Rong will remember to rescue them.

Jia Rong stood beside Jia Yuanchun with a happy look on his face.

Jia Yuanchun breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried that Jia Rong would either not come today or would come with a sullen face to someone.

Jia Rong gave enough face, but Jia Baoyu looked like his grandmother had died. He had a sullen face and couldn't smile. Jia Zheng, Jia Mu and others looked at him fiercely, but they couldn't get angry.

Fortunately, the people who came this time were not trying to give face to Jia Baoyu, so everyone soon had fun with Jia Rong and didn't pay much attention to Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu's wedding ended in this cheerful yet dull and quiet atmosphere.

It seemed as if the one getting married was not Jia Baoyu, but Jia Rong.

Jia Rong was happy for more than two hours before he went home. After returning home, he separated from Jia Yuanchun and directly called Xiren to give him a one-on-one bath, enjoying the ultimate sense of guilt.

(End of this chapter)