Dream of the Red Chamber: I can see the hidden labels of the beauties.

Wang Xifeng's words were reasonable, and she also mentioned Grandmother Jia. Jia Baoyu had nothing to say after hearing this, and could only hang his head and bid farewell to Qin Zhong with reluctance.

Holding Qin Zhong's hand, she refused to let go for a long time.

"Brother Qin, we didn't have enough fun today. Let's have more fun tomorrow. I'll take you to my study; there are some really good things there."

Qin Zhong nodded repeatedly and replied, "Okay, okay, see you another day."

Seeing this, Lady You instructed her maid to send a message to the steward, Lai Sheng, instructing him to arrange for Qin Zhong to be sent back properly and without any negligence.

Qin Keqing only gave Qin Zhong a few words of advice and then said nothing more.

Although they are siblings, they are not related by blood. In addition, there is a significant age difference between them, and they do not often interact, so they don't have much to say to each other.

Qin Zhong respectfully agreed, then bid farewell to Jia Baoyu, and was led outside by the old woman.

The group walked towards the main gate together. You Shi and Qin Keqing saw Wang Xifeng and Jia Baoyu off to the ceremonial gate and then stopped. After saying goodbye to Wang Xifeng, they turned around and went back to the backyard.

Wang Xifeng, leading Jia Baoyu and accompanied by several maids and servants, had just stepped out of the ceremonial gate when they heard an old man shouting loudly in the courtyard:

"You bastard... You send others to good jobs, but when it comes to something like delivering people in the dead of night, you send me. You're just a nobody pretending to be a steward. Don't you even realize that Master Jiao is taller than you when he stands on tiptoe?"

Filled with resentment and drunkenness, they shouted louder and louder, without any restraint.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xifeng frowned slightly, but considering that this concerned the Ningguo Mansion, she knew it was inconvenient to say more, so she didn't say anything and simply pretended not to hear. She quickened her pace and continued walking outside with Jia Baoyu.

Just then, Jia Rong came in from outside and heard Jiao Da shouting and cursing loudly. Several servants tried to persuade him, but they couldn't calm him down. Jia Rong couldn't help but stop and curse the drunkard Jiao Da a couple of times:

"You old geezer, you're always drunk, what nonsense are you spouting? Shut up right now!"

"Men, tie him up! Let's see if he'll still try to kill himself when he sobers up tomorrow!"

Upon receiving the order, several servants went forward to seize Jiao Da.

Jiao Da didn't take Jia Rong seriously at all. He broke free from the servant's hand, pointed at Jia Rong, and shouted:

"Rong-ge'er, don't act like a master in front of Jiao Da. Even your father and grandfather wouldn't dare to stand up to Jiao Da, let alone someone like you."

"It's not just Jiao Da who's involved; you all get to be officials and enjoy wealth and luxury?"

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, waving his arms and his eyes were bloodshot with drunkenness:

"Your ancestors risked their lives to build this family fortune, and now, instead of repaying my kindness, you act like I'm their master."

"If you don't say anything else, fine. But if you do, we'll go in with knives and come out with knives!"

In the end, he actually pulled out a gleaming short knife from his waist, its cold light flashing in the night.

The servants were so frightened that they took a few steps back and dared not come closer.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xifeng, who had already reached the door, finally couldn't hold back any longer. She stopped, turned around, her phoenix eyes wide and her willow eyebrows raised, and shouted at Jia Rong:

"Rong-ge'er, why don't we get rid of this lawless scoundrel as soon as possible? Keeping him in the manor is just asking for trouble!"

"If our relatives and friends found out, wouldn't they laugh at us for having no sense of law or discipline?"

His words were filled with anger, clearly indicating that he was quite infuriated by Jiao Da's words.

In Wang Xifeng's view, for a servant to dare to treat his master like this was simply outrageous. If he wasn't severely punished, the mansion would be in complete chaos.

Jia Rong knew Wang Xifeng's temperament well. Seeing that she was angry, he nodded repeatedly and dared not delay. He then called over several strong and sturdy servants.

The crowd rushed forward, grabbed Jiao Da, threw him to the ground, and tied him up in a hurry.

Jiao Da was old and all alone, so how could he break free from several young and strong servants?

He was pinned to the ground, his hands and feet bound, yet he still wouldn't stop, crying and screaming:

"I'm going to the ancestral hall to cry to our ancestors. Who would have thought that such beasts would be born into this family? Every day they steal dogs and play with chickens, some commit incest, some keep their husbands' younger brothers' younger brothers. What don't I know? We 'hide our broken arms in our sleeves'!"

The servants were terrified when they heard him utter these shocking words without any restraint; their hands and feet went limp.

It's one thing to talk about it privately in private, but no one dares to bring it up in public, much less let their masters hear it. If Jia Zhen finds out, no one will be in a good position.

Jiao Da, on the contrary, shouted out things like incest and keeping a younger brother-in-law in front of so many people. Isn't he courting death?

The servants disregarded everything else and held Jiao Da down tightly. Someone then scooped up a handful of dirt and horse manure from the stable and stuffed it into his mouth.

Jiao Da's mouth was gagged, and he could only whimper and groan. Several servants dragged him away hurriedly into the depths of the horse pen.

Upon hearing these words, Wang Xifeng was filled with shock, and her expression changed.

She was a shrewd woman and naturally knew that there was no smoke without fire. Jiao Da had been a servant of the Ningguo Mansion for decades, and since he dared to openly curse like that, these things were probably true.

For a moment, Wang Xifeng was stunned, and it wasn't until Feng'er reminded her that it was time to get on the carriage that she came back to her senses.

As soon as she boarded the carriage and the curtain was lifted, Wang Xifeng couldn't help but glance back into the Ningguo Mansion, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

This seemingly prosperous mansion hides such shocking and sordid secrets within.

There were only a handful of masters living in the Ningguo Mansion, you could count them on your fingers. If we're talking about incest, it could only be Jia Zhen and Qin Keqing.

As for keeping a younger brother-in-law, could it be You Shi and Jia Can?

Thinking of this, Wang Xifeng recalled Jia Can, whom she had seen in the pavilion of Huifang Garden earlier that day.

Jia Can was quite handsome, with a tall and straight figure and a composed demeanor. He seemed quite upright and didn't appear to be the kind of person who would flirt with others.

Moreover, she knew You Shi's character well; she was gentle and never caused trouble. In all her years in Ningguo Mansion, there had never been any bad rumors about her, so it was impossible for her to commit adultery with her brother-in-law.

Not to mention doing such a thing right under Jia Zhen's nose.

If it wasn't Lady You... then could it be Qin Keqing?

But Jia Rong didn't have any other brothers. He had quite a few cousins, but none of them lived in the Ningguo Mansion. If he was raising a younger brother-in-law, which one was he raising?

As he frowned in thought, he suddenly heard Jia Baoyu beside him ask curiously:

"Sister Feng, I heard someone say 'incestuous relationships,' what does 'incestuous relationships' mean?"

Wang Xifeng snapped out of her daze, immediately raised her eyebrows, glared at him, and shouted sternly:

"Stop talking nonsense! That's just drunkard rambling. What kind of person are you? You didn't say you didn't hear it, yet you're asking so many questions. When I get back and tell my wife, I'll give you a good beating!"

As she spoke, her phoenix eyes widened, her face stern, revealing the majesty of the young mistress of the house.

Normally, Wang Xifeng always treated Jia Baoyu with a smile, never speaking to him so harshly. Jia Baoyu was immediately terrified, shrinking back and hurriedly pleading:

"Good sister, I won't do it again. Please don't tell Madam."

Wang Xifeng's expression softened slightly, her tone became gentler, and she stopped mentioning the matter. She chatted idly with Jia Baoyu about trivial things.

But in her heart, she was still thinking about the words Jiao Da had just said, over and over again, unable to shake them off. Her brows furrowed slightly, and a variety of complex emotions flashed in her eyes.