The filial son of the Red Mansion

Keqing was no longer shy in the room, but still a little embarrassed. This was a character problem and was extremely difficult to resolve. Despite this, she still glanced at Auntie Chen, bit her pink lower lip, turned over, and lay in Master Rong's arms, perfectly feeling the warmth of that embrace.

Besides Keqing's graceful figure, Jia Rong's favorite thing was her extremely delicate skin, which was soft and smooth, smoother than silk.

Unfortunately, just as good things were about to happen, there was a sudden commotion outside.

Jia Rong was indignant at being disturbed, and wished he could bury the person who was making the noise. However, the noise was so loud that it not only ruined the atmosphere of their morning exercise, but also made Uncle Rong lose his momentum.

I heard someone outside calling:

"The master is useless!"

Not useful?

The time has not come yet.

Jia Rong frowned as he thought about it, but Mrs. Rong got up first and called the maids in to change clothes. Keqing gently pulled Jia Rong's hand and called him to get up.

The couple were fully dressed.

Jia Rong said, "If something happened in the garden, the mistress must have gone there, and the servants here might be in a panic. Madam, just take charge of the main courtyard, and Feng'er is familiar with the maids in the mansion, so she can be assigned to handle any matter."

Qin Keqing hesitated for a moment and then agreed, urging Jia Rong to go quickly.

Jia Rong was indeed very fast, he ran all the way there, and on the way he deliberately pulled at the hair on his head, shouting as he ran.

"Master~Father~"

As soon as I arrived at Tianxiang Tower, I saw people coming and going in the building, and heard the crying sounds shaking the mountains and hills.

Jia Rong heard someone crying with the surname You, but it was not Youshi. It was Youshi's stepmother and her two daughters. Jia Rong ran in and saw the old lady of the You family with the cute You Second Sister and You Third Sister crying like tearful people, as if their husbands and fathers had died.

Although Youshi, who was standing next to her, was also moved to tears, she did not say anything and just kept on crying with red eyes.

Seeing this, Jia Rong felt that it would be inappropriate for him not to cry even harder. He quickly used his finger to spit some saliva into the corner of his eyes and shouted at the top of his voice: "Master, the child is here!"

He soon discovered that fake crying looked much more painful than real crying.

"What are you making such a fuss about? I'm not dead yet."

A loud curse came from inside.

Jia Zhen was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he was trying hard to stand up. Under the couch where Jia Zhen was lying was dark red blood, and there was a little blood stain on Jia Zhen's purple lips.

"My Lord, you frightened the child."

Jia Rong rushed forward and lay down beside Jia Zhen, looking like a truly filial son.

Jia Zhen glared at him helplessly and said, "Help me lean on him, stop crying, it makes me uncomfortable."

Jia Rong tried to blink, sniffed, and maintained a sad look while helping Jia Zhen lean against the couch wall. However, Jia Zhen's eyes were not on him, but on You Erjie and You Sanjie beside the couch.

There was still a little light in Jia Zhen's haggard eyes. Even though he smiled, his furrowed brows betrayed the fact that he was in pain. "I'm fine. I'll be fine once I spit out the dirty blood. Second and third sisters are already so tall. I must have frightened you just now."

Ok?

Jia Rong glanced at You Erjie and You Sanjie. They were still young, but they looked pretty. He remembered that You Erjie was two or three years younger than him, and he couldn't help cursing inwardly:

Jia Zhen is really a beast. He is obviously in extreme pain, but he still pretends to be a big shot and is trying to pick up girls.

How old are the You sisters? Why are they staring at them?

The worst of beasts.

Seeing this, Old Lady You didn't know what she was thinking, so she pulled her second and third sisters forward. "Second and third sisters were just scared silly, I'm glad that my son-in-law is okay."

Just as Jia Zhen was about to nod, he felt an itchy itch in his throat and could no longer hold it back, so he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Old lady You's face turned red.

Jia Rong could hardly hold back his laughter, and when he saw the doctor coming in, he ran over to greet him in order to avoid laughing out loud.

"Please check his pulse and see if he can be cured. He suddenly vomited blood today, which scared everyone in the mansion. Sir, don't worry. No matter what rare medicinal materials, as long as they can cure him, we in the Ning Mansion will not hesitate to spend all our wealth to buy them."

Doctor Wang saw him anxious, sad, dishevelled and in a state of embarrassment. He thought to himself: There are all kinds of men in Shenjing City, but it is rare to find one who can say such words. Yesterday, Master Feng said that Master Rong of Ning Mansion was a fool, but today I think he is the most filial son in Shenjing City.

Doctor Wang walked forward quickly, but was also frightened by the large pool of blood on the ground. All he could think was: I'm afraid this trip has been in vain.

Chapter 19: Too Filial

Doctor Wang had only heard that he was vomiting blood, but he didn't expect that he would vomit so much blood. Looking at the situation, it was obvious that his internal organs were damaged. Doctor Wang sighed deeply and walked closer to look at Jia Zhen's face.

He pulled Jia Rong aside and said, "The master's five internal organs are all injured. It's all your fault for delaying him. If you had used medicine to treat him when he first vomited, even if he couldn't be cured, at least he could have saved his life for a while. I see that your master has fire in his eyes and desire in his heart, and he can't be calm. He has been hot and dry in the past, and was invaded by external evil. His five internal organs are all dry and restless, which has made the pain worse. Now I can only use ochre powder to stop the master's internal injuries. How many days he can survive depends on his luck."

Jia Rong was happy in his heart but sad on his face when he heard this. He said sadly, "Sir, why don't you take his pulse again? Maybe there is still a cure."

Doctor Wang said, "I have also read the diagnoses of the doctors above and all their prescriptions. I can tell what is going on by looking at his complexion and symptoms. I will write down the prescription for the ochre powder. Please take it with cold ginseng soup, once every four hours."

As he spoke, he went to the side and wrote a prescription: one qian of finely ground Sichuan rhubarb, one qian of finely ground cinnamon bark, and six qian of finely ground raw ochre; boil two qian of ginseng into a soup, and drink it after it has cooled, once every four hours.

It also says: Do not eat when you are hungry. You can rinse your mouth with cold rice soup or cold milk and spit it out.

Seeing this, Jia Rong couldn't help but look up to Doctor Wang. Although this was not a prescription for treating Jia Zhen, it was a prescription for stopping Jia Zhen's bleeding, although it was highly likely that it would not stop.

This is also good, it will allow Jia Zhen to suffer for a few more days.

It's just ochre and ginseng. As a filial son, I can afford it.

He handed the prescription to Youshi for a closer look.

"Sir, you are so talented, is there really no other way?"

Doctor Wang shook his head.

"Okay." Jia Rong sighed. That's too exciting!

After sending Doctor Wang away, Jia Rong went to Jia Zhen, but he found that Jia Zhen had fallen asleep. He had no choice but to find Youshi and said, "I'm afraid the master will only live for a few days. I want to fulfill my filial duty before the master passes away. Let me stay here to take care of the master today."

You Shi shook her head helplessly and looked towards the gate of Tianxiang Tower. An old lady You, who had washed her face and changed her clothes, walked in.

Jia Rong was also speechless. It was the first time he had met such a person.

Jia Rong added, "I hope Madam will not be too sad. Relatives will inevitably come to visit us these days. I will trouble you to take care of them then. Now I can only boil medicine for you myself to show my filial piety."

After saying this, Jia Rong asked someone to get the prescription and medicine.

Yu looked at his figure, slightly startled, and said, "Rong'er has really changed. She has become filial now."

[Ding, Yu Shi praised her for her filial piety from the bottom of her heart, reward: one ounce of silver]

【New Tasks】

[Task 1: Receive Wang Xifeng's sincere praise for "filial piety", reward: one ounce of silver]

[Task 2: Receive Wang Xifeng's insincere praise for her "filial piety", reward: a Western-style musket]

[Existing tasks]

[Task 1: Receive praise for being filial at Jia Zhen's funeral. Reward: 50 taels of silver]

[Task 2: Receive insincere praise from Mrs. You for being filial, reward: one piece of gold-thread soft armor]

Jia Rong was completely confused. He was dumbfounded when he saw an extra [One tael of silver·silver note] in the system warehouse.

Can someone explain to me what the hell is meant by "insincere praise for 'filial piety'"?

When he saw the Western musket, he was indeed tempted. It was a great weapon for self-defense and also a magical weapon for killing people. Which man wouldn't want it?

Dog system, there is not even an introduction or label.

What's the use of having one or two taels of silver?

When Jia Rong brought the ginseng soup to Tianxiang Tower, Jia Zhen was still asleep.

Perhaps Old Lady You also saw that Jia Zhen was about to become useless, so when she saw Jia Rong enter the room, her old eyes sparkled. She thought about what to say to get closer to him, and said, "Brother Rong is really a filial man."

Although Jia Rong looked down on people like Old Lady You who wanted to sell their daughter for fame and fortune, she was You's nominal mother after all, and he couldn't afford to offend her in public.

"Mrs. Lao praised me. I just remembered that I didn't take good care of my father in the past. Now I want to do more."

Old Lady You frowned and asked with a smile, "Are you going to wake him up to take medicine?" Seeing Jia Rong shook his head, she called Second Sister You and Third Sister You to come over. She said, "I saw your Second Aunt and Third Aunt yesterday, too."

Ok?

What do you mean?

Seeing that Jia Zhen was about to die, you thought of sending You Erjie and You Sanjie to me?

What about the generation difference? What would Madam You think if she knew about this?

Many thoughts suddenly popped up in Jia Rong's mind. Looking at the frail bodies of You Erjie and You Sanjie, he secretly said: I am not a beast like Jia Zhen.

Slander is slander, but you still need to maintain your dignity in words.

He bowed and said, "Second Aunt and Third Aunt Fu Rui, I hope you are in good health."

You Erjie looked at him timidly, not knowing whether to return the greeting. You Sanjie, on the other hand, was a smart little girl, so she looked at him a few more times out of curiosity and said with a smile, "My good nephew, there's no need to be polite. Are you going to guard here tonight, too?"

Jia Rong said, "If the aunts stay here tonight, I will be the one to watch tomorrow night. By splitting the time, we can all get enough rest."

Third Sister You said, "It's boring. Don't you even have someone to talk to at night?"

Jia Rong didn't want to interact with them, nor was he interested, at least not at the moment. He said calmly, "The maids will be here in the evening."

Third Sister You shouted several times that it was boring, so she stopped asking. When the ginseng soup cooled down, everyone woke Jia Zhen up to take medicine. Old Lady You was still thinking about how to get closer to him, but she couldn't find an opportunity. She could only think of taking Second Sister You and Third Sister You to Tianxiang Tower to take care of Jia Zhen at night to show something.

Jia Rong completely let them do as they pleased with this matter.

On the second day, many people came to Ning Mansion to visit the seriously ill Jia Zhen. There was Wang Xifeng, who was sent by Jia's mother, relatives from Ning and Rong Street, descendants of the Eight Lords, and the princes and sons of the Feng and Wei families.

It can be said that in addition to the palace, most of the mansions of the Prince of Beijing, the Prince of Dongping, the Prince of Xining, the Prince of Annan, etc., which were once familiar with the Jia family, have sent people to inquire about the situation.

There was another lively scene in Ningguo Mansion. Some were sighing, some were crying, and some were laughing secretly like Jia Rong.

Youshi was not good at entertaining, and Keqing was a new guest, so she could only ask Wang Xifeng to help with the reception of the female guests, while Jia Rong and Jia Qiang greeted the male guests.

By nightfall, all the relatives who came to visit had left.

"Fortunately, my aunt is here today, otherwise the madam and the daughter-in-law would not be able to cope with it. After all, my aunt has seen the world." Jia Rong laughed and felt that he was a big shot in the end, as if he had treated Wang Xifeng as a tool.

While smiling, he served tea to Fengjie.

"Good auntie, have some tea."

Wang Xifeng gently scraped the tea residue with the cup lid, took a sip of the tea fragrance and put it down with disdain. She tilted her neck slightly and said to Ping'er, "Oh, I'm really exhausted today. I feel pain all over my body. Ping'er, please rub it for me."

Jia Rong needed no prompting at all and immediately moved to Wang Xifeng's side.