The filial son of the Red Mansion

"Uncle!" An aggrieved voice came out from his throat, accompanied by tears, looking pitiful.

With a voice that sounded like crying and laughing, Jia Rong took the opportunity to ask, "Why did my aunt send you here today? Is there any hidden plan?"

She said, "No, no... Grandma said that the Qin family is a small family and they don't know many rules. Uncle... Uncle!"

Jia Rong tried again, "Didn't your aunt assign you any tasks?"

Feng'er lay there, not wanting to move, frowning, shaking his head. "Tomorrow is Master's wedding night, Master, please don't..."

Although Jia Rong had figured out that Wang Xifeng was probably not plotting anything in this matter, he was still unwilling to give up.

He smiled and said, "I haven't finished the interrogation yet!"

Chapter 7: Qin Keqing is getting married

"Yeah~"

……

Feng Er, who was quite plump, stiffened up, her rosy face was already wet with sweat, and she lay lazily on the bed without any strength. Suddenly, she shrank back and said angrily, "Master, don't tease me anymore, I have to get up early to welcome the bride tomorrow!"

Jia Rong really couldn't let it go. Even when he was deep in thought, he never stopped for a moment.

Some things are on the plan.

As the saying goes, a loving father makes a filial son. The beautiful daughter-in-law that the loving father Jia Zhen has helped to find is about to be married home, and the Ningguo Mansion's property and the [Level 7 Treasure Box] of funeral rewards are also coming; as a "filial son", he must prepare a good coffin for Jia Zhen.

If Jia Zhen died, it would be a contribution to Ningguo Mansion. At least the reputation of Ningguo Mansion would not be further damaged, and the crisis of property confiscation more than ten years later would be reduced a little.

I am such a filial son, working hard for the Jia family.

Jia Rong chuckled. Feng Er was frightened like a bird and quickly hid to the side.

"Master, my servant is still in pain!"

Jia Rong looked at the [Level 1 Treasure Chest] reward above Feng'er's head, which had quietly turned into a [Level 3 Treasure Chest].

Both of them are like this, and the treasure chest is only level three?

Not as high as Wang Xifeng's.

Tomorrow I’ll see what level of treasure chest Qin Keqing’s funeral reward is. If Qin Keqing does this in the future... Humph!

He chuckled and said, "I'm not such a person who doesn't know how to be gentle with women. Don't worry. I'll call the maid outside to come in and wash you."

Feng'er hummed softly.

Jia Rong continued to plan when to give Jia Zhen the medicine.

Jia Zhen was not idle that night.

He had many wives and concubines, but tonight he did not rest in any of the concubines' rooms. Instead, he was sitting high up in the Tianxiang Tower, embracing a pretty girl and touching her. Next to him hung a portrait of a beautiful woman that he had copied himself.

The clothes on that handsome man were very similar to the beauty in the portrait, and even his outfit was 80% similar.

Jia Zhen raised his handsome chin and laughed obscenely. "Don't call me master today. It looks like you, it really looks like you!"

The man was a little suspicious, and then he heard Jia Zhen muttering something.

The man was shocked and thought that he had to go to Rong'er to tell her the truth tomorrow, so as to prevent his future sister-in-law from being harmed by Jia Zhen.

Suddenly, the man's body was lifted up and then stiffened.

There was a strong wind and heavy rain outside, and the leaves of the big trees in the garden made a sound like the sound of tides.

At this time, Qin Keqing, who was about to marry into the Ningguo Mansion, was also unable to sleep. She tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep.

She was already fantasizing about her wonderful life in Ningguo Mansion in the future.

According to the matchmaker's words spread by the maids, the master of Ningguo Mansion was an extremely kind person. He was not only generous to his servants, but also extremely loving to his nephews and nieces. It was said that there was a boy among the descendants of Ningguo Duke who lost his parents when he was young, and the master specially took him in to raise him.

The matchmaker said that the master of Ningguo Mansion was handsome and had a very good character. What was even more rare was that this future husband was a very filial person. He was not only respectful to the master of Ning Mansion, but also filial to the elders of Rongguo Mansion, and was deeply loved by the elders of both mansions.

I think such a person will not be too bad to the Qin family in the future.

It is a great blessing to marry into such a family and marry such a perfect husband.

The more Qin Keqing thought about it, the more she couldn't sleep. She felt nervous, expectant, excited, and a little shy.

The maid Ruizhu heard the sound and saw that she was not asleep, so she joked, "Miss, are you eager to go to the Jia Mansion?"

"Nonsense." Qin Keqing glared at her, but she couldn't hide the smile on her lips. Although she had never seen Mr. Rong, she had already imagined a handsome and talented young man in her mind.

Ruizhu smiled and covered Qin Keqing with the quilt. She said worriedly, "The Jia family has many rules. I heard yesterday that there is a very powerful person in the Jia family."

Qin Keqing was stunned for a moment and asked, "What powerful person?"

Ruizhu said, "That person is the future son-in-law's aunt and aunt. I heard that she can't read or write, but she is very cunning. The servants in the Ning and Rong mansions are all afraid of her. Many people call her a yaksha behind her back. The matchmaker said that even the future son-in-law would hide when he saw her. The most important thing for you, young lady, to be careful about in the future is not to offend her."

Qin Keqing didn't believe it: "As an elder, how can she embarrass me, her niece-in-law?"

As long as you behave yourself, who can bully anyone?

The most important thing for a wealthy family is to have a respectable reputation. No matter what happens, they will first protect their face. Even if they don't like someone, they will still smile when they meet them.

Keqing has known these things since she was a child.

She sent Ruizhu away with a grumble, and fell into a deep sleep after a while of daydreaming. When she was fully awake, she was already sitting in front of the dressing table. Looking at herself in the mirror, her heart was pounding. She was going to get married today, to the future heir of the Ningguo Mansion. It was like a dream.

The noise outside grew louder.

She has already put on her wedding dress, and the shawl on her shoulders makes her look even more dignified and noble, just waiting for her future husband to come and pick her up.

It's time.

In Ningguo Mansion, someone came out from Huifang Garden, leaning against the wall, and went straight to Master Xiaorong's courtyard.

Just as Jia Rong was getting dressed in formal attire, he heard a maid outside announce, "Second Master Qiang is here."

The second master Qiang is Jia Qiang, who is slightly younger than Jia Rong and is the great-great-grandson of the Ningguo Mansion. Because his parents died early, he lived with Jia Zhen since he was a child and was more handsome than a woman. In the Ningguo Mansion, Jia Rong only has this cousin, and they are of similar age, so they have a very close relationship.

Jia Rong walked out of the inner room.

Then Jia Qiang was seen holding onto a table and chair, looking as if he had been injured in the back.

"Brother Qiang, why haven't you changed your clothes yet? What are you doing here?"

Qiang'er glanced around, staggered closer, and pulled Jia Rong. He said softly, "I've noticed that the master is not right these days. Rong'er, please be very careful."

"What's wrong?"

"This..." Jia Qiang didn't know what to say for a moment. Seeing that it was getting late, he said anxiously, "Rong'er, just be careful. It's best not to let the master see my sister-in-law."

Ok?

Jia Rong's eyes were shocked and he looked deeply at Jia Qiang.

Jia Qiang had already walked out of the house, shouting, "Brother Rong, remember, I have to entertain relatives and friends later, so I'm going to change my clothes first."

Jia Zhen really despised his long life.

Jia Rong resisted the urge to call Jia Qiang, pondered for a moment, went into the inner room, found the bag of moldy rice and opened it to take a look. This kind of moldiness is enough to kill a person if he eats half a bowl. He filled a purse with rice and carried it with him, cursing inwardly: Since Jia Zhen thinks he has a long life, damn, I'm going to make you suffer tonight.

After finishing all this, he went out to tidy up his clothes and go to the Qin family outside the city of Shenjing to pick up his bride.

At the Qin family, Qin Keqing was surrounded by gossipy women, and it took a while before she had a chance to speak. She said shyly, "I obey my husband at home and after I get married. I will obey him in everything he asks me to do."

Suddenly, a voice of "son-in-law is coming" was heard outside, and the bright red festive veil immediately blocked her view.

At this time, another woman came close to her ear and whispered, "Don't worry about it at night. Men are usually exhausted at that time and don't have much strength in their bodies, so it won't hurt too much."

Chapter 8: Wedding Night

Qin Keqing was supported by her maids and escorted out of the door. All she heard were happy and lively sounds, which made her look forward to the happy days in the future even more.

She had no idea how the wedding went. She only heard the drums and the singing of the lyrics, the sound of firecrackers and the blessings.

After getting on the sedan chair, he did not dare to move and just sat upright in it.

After an unknown amount of time, Keqing was finally ushered out of the sedan chair, and entered the Jia family ancestral hall wearing a red veil and a crown. The best man praised the ceremony and showed respect to the heavens, the earth, and the ancestors, and then entered the main hall of the Ning Mansion, inviting the master and his wife to come in and receive the ceremony.

Qin Keqing didn't know that in this beautiful scene, there were several people with strange expressions on their faces.

Although the master Jia Zhen was still sitting upright in the hall, his eyes were secretly looking at the figure of his daughter-in-law who was wearing red.

Although the saluting master Jia Rong looked respectful, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, as he was thinking about burying his adoptive father soon.

The elders around them all had happy expressions on their faces, except for Second Madam Lian from the Rong Mansion, whose joy had a hint of unclear meaning.

At this time, Qin Keqing didn't know that the real situation in the family was far beyond the imagination of outsiders. She was sent to the bridal chamber with the voice of the bridesmaid, sitting at the head of the bed with a pair of big red candles swaying beside her.

Following the matchmaker's call, the groom was finally carried into the room.

Jia Rong paused, staring at the person sitting at the head of the bed. It was like a dream. He had only been here for a short time, and now he was married, and to a famous beauty in the Red Mansion.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and lift the veil so that we can recognize you." Wang Xifeng was more excited than anyone else.

Mrs. Zhu, the grandmother next to her, had a very calm expression. When she looked at Qin Keqing, who was wearing a rosy cloud and a crown, there was a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

There were only two elders in the room: Wang Xifeng and Li Wan.

Jia Rong was urged by this, and for the time being, he stopped thinking about other things. He took the jade ruyi from the matchmaker and gently lifted the red veil. Under the veil was an absolutely exquisite face, with a small mouth as bright and rosy as a ripe cherry, and a delicate nose matching the oval face, like a beautiful treasure that was carefully carved.

The most special thing is her eyes, which are very soft, very soft, so soft that tears will flow out at any time. In this softness, there is also a little bit of color, which makes her temperament between unworldly and vulgar, beautiful and moving, making people want to get close to her.

"Is there such a person in the world?" Wang Xifeng's laughter rang out in the room. "She doesn't look like something that should exist in the world. She looks like a fairy who has descended from heaven."

Mrs. Zhu's grandmother, Li, gently pushed Feng Jieer, took the wine pot that had been prepared earlier from the side and handed it to the matchmaker, and said to Keqing, "I am your eldest aunt from the West Mansion, and the one who just spoke is your second aunt."

The maids Ruizhu and Feng'er had already brought the wedding cups. The matchmaker poured the wine and sang a blessing. "Master and Madam, drink it together, and we won't disturb your wedding night."

Wang Xifeng was always attentive and was half the host of the wedding. After seeing the two drinking the wedding wine together, she pulled Feng'er to give her some instructions, and then she and Li Wan led the matchmaker and the maids out of the room.

Only the bride and groom, and their three personal maids Feng'er, Ruizhu and Baozhu were left in the room.

The tension once again rose from the bottom of Qin Keqing's heart.

What to do next?

The old man is indeed as handsome as the matchmaker said.

Will it hurt at night?

Keqing was lost in thought when her hand was suddenly grabbed.