Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

Chapter 390: Can the Imperial Edict Be Hope?

"Is it Yuanchun?" Finally, Mrs. Wang's lips trembled and she couldn't help but ask.

Lai Da was in a dilemma. When he heard Mrs. Wang's question,

But what he discussed with Lai Ma was that it would be best to get the Jia family to release the children's indentures first.

But now it seems that the old lady is not going to tell the truth unless I tell her the truth.

Poor children in the family, they were raised by young masters and young ladies. What if the Jia family went bankrupt and they were sold... Lai Da couldn't imagine such a scenario.

The fate of a slave is that you have no control over your own fate. You will be a slave for your entire life, and your children and grandchildren will be sold as slaves for generations to come.

Lai Da felt bitter in his heart, but he had to tell the truth at this time, because this truth would be known all over the city as long as the Jia family went out of the house and inquired.

So he said in great pain and helplessness,

"Old Madam, all the masters and ladies, there is news from the palace that the emperor and the retired emperor died of poisoning, and the poison came from Jia Jing of the Jia family."

poison?

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes turned to Jia Zhen again.

It's your dad!

Jia Zhen couldn't believe it. He really couldn't believe it.

That withered father was so bold,

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

His eyes were bloodshot as he questioned Lai Da,

"What evidence is there?"

"Evidence?" Lai Da looked up at the sky blankly. The evidence sounded mysterious and magical.

"Master Zhen, if you want evidence, I really can't give it to you. It is said that Master Jing's spirit went to the palace to kill someone last night? Do you think this is enough evidence?"

Jia Zhen heard this and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Isn't this nonsense?"

"My father burned down his own house last night."

"How can he go to so many places in one night?"

"Doing all these things?"

"He has this magical power?"

Lai Da couldn't believe it either. Who could believe it without seeing it with their own eyes?

But that's the legend.

He continued to say to Jia Zhen, "Master Zhen, last night in the palace, when Miaoyu was writing with the writing brush, all the princes and ministers saw it."

"It's useless if we don't believe it. It's others who don't believe it."

"and,……"

At this point, Lai Da felt even more speechless.

The tangled and twisted face makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Anything else? Just tell me."

“It has come to this.”

"Such a big event, I think it has already spread widely outside, right?"

The voice of Lady Jia came from above, and her tone was already impolite.

I guess it was my act of asking for a body contract that made the old lady angry.

Lai Da couldn't help but take a breath and continued,

"Last night, Prince Nan'an agreed to the two saints' dying request to remove the Jia family from the family, as well as the Zhen family..."

Before he finished speaking, “Plop,”

"have to!"

Jia She's legs could no longer support him and he collapsed to the ground.

Grandmother Jia sneered at her eldest son and said sarcastically,

"Are your legs failing again? Why are you, a disabled person, joining in the fun? Go back."

Jia She's face turned pale after being criticized, but what was his face worth?

Thinking of this, he said very simply,

"My dear mother, you understand me."

There was a choking sound in his voice.

"Is it easy for me to walk around with my crippled leg? I have to go back and rest. Tell me if you have any good news!"

After saying that, he got up and limped out.

As soon as he walked out the door, he couldn't help but put his hand over his heart.

"Oh, my heart! It really hurts!

He said this with gnashing teeth, wondering what to do in the future!

Me?

Why are the days becoming less and less hopeful?

Jia She shed two tears.

There are such beautiful scenery outside and all these beauties have nothing to do with me!

He burst into tears again.

……

In the hall, Jia's mother said coldly to everyone, "Who else can't stand it?"

"You can go, too."

"At this time, those of you who want to go back to your mother's house can go back to your mother's house, and those who want to go to your wife's family can go to their wife's family."

"If we leave now, we might be able to catch up for breakfast."

After Lady Jia finished speaking, everyone lowered their heads. No one spoke, and no one responded.

Seeing that no one was leaving, Grandmother Jia's expression eased a little.

She continued to stare at Lai Da.

"Does that mean Prince Nan'an wants to take advantage of the Jia family?"

"So you're scared?"

"It's a pity that you are still an old official. If it wasn't the King of Nan'an, but the two saints in the court, we might be more afraid."

"If it's the King of Nan'an, then why should we be afraid? Not to mention him, the new dynasty is in need of winning over the noble families."

"Besides, the King of Nan'an is also one of the Four Kings and Eight Dukes. There is no evidence. The evidence you just mentioned is just the mysterious meaning of Miaoyu's writing."

"How can this thing be used as evidence? Our Jia family does not recognize it."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes brightened. Is there any way out?

"Mother, what do you mean?" Jia Zheng asked blankly.

Grandmother Jia continued,

"Our Jia family rose to prominence through military exploits, and our descendants established themselves through literature."

“I don’t respect Buddhism.”

"Sending Miaoyu away and burning Jingtang was also to make a clean break with Buddhism."

"What Buddhism and Taoism say is all false and is the root of national disaster and family chaos."

Having said this, she looked at the Buddhist beads in Mrs. Wang's hand and glared at her.

"Everyone must demolish the Buddhist temples and nunneries in the palace."

"Second son's wife, please stop holding your Buddhist beads."

"That thing can cause a lot of harm!"

"Then what should we do next?" Mrs. Wang quickly put the Buddhist beads aside and looked at Lady Jia expectantly.

Grandmother Jia looked outside the house and said, "Then, we will go to the Lin family and the Nan'an Palace to celebrate in person."

"You must remember one thing, Jia Jing's affairs have nothing to do with the Jia family."

"He has long been an outsider."

"What should we do if Prince Nan'an still refuses to let us go?" Mrs. Wang continued to ask.

What's the use if we don't admit it? How can others believe it?

Jia Zheng, Jia Zhen and others standing by also looked expectant.

Grandmother Jia looked around at her children and grandchildren, all of whom were now obedient.

Then she smiled faintly.

"If that doesn't work, I will go to the Lin family and ask for death, and let Jia Min use her years of raising me to exchange for a way out for the Jia family."

"As long as the Jia family is still alive, don't forget that I still have an imperial decree in my hand."

When they heard the imperial edict, the sadness they had just felt seemed to dissipate a little.

But now that it’s a new dynasty, are the original imperial edicts still valid?

Moreover, several people had no idea what the imperial edict was.

……

Everyone dispersed with hope, and went back to change clothes and prepare things.

At this time, there is still a mystery in my heart.

Where the sun shines outside, new buds seem to be sprouting.

The gloom in the hearts of everyone in the Jia family became increasingly thick.

Although Jia's mother's words were very reasonable, everyone knew that

This was a desperate struggle, especially when Jia's mother said that she was going to the Lin family to commit suicide, Jia Zheng's heart was filled with sorrow.

When did the Jia family become so humble!

Could it be that he really lost at his own hands?

He looked at his palm, which also had clear texture lines, so why was it so bumpy?

On the way, Jia Zhen was furious and said to Youshi,

"Go back and tell the fourth girl to put away those messy things."

"You can't just take the things of a dead person."

"In the end, she's going to kill everyone."

Youshi looked troubled, "What if the fourth girl wants to commit suicide?"

"What do you do for a living?" Jia Zhen stared at Youshi.