Chapter 1610 Ren Zi Juan’s Choice

Baoyu seemed particularly disappointed that Shuirong left without hesitation.

His relationship with Shui Rong is very complicated, not exactly the same as his relationship with Qin Zhong and Jiang Qiguan. This also makes him always think that Shui Rong came today not because of the family relationship between the Jia family and the Shui family, but because of himself. Come.

Prince Shuirong of Beijing has an excellent reputation in Beijing, and Shilin also has high expectations for him. He is a rare figure among martial arts who is accepted by scholars in Shilin. Because of this, Baoyu and Shuirong feel quite sympathetic to each other after they get to know each other. Over the years, the two have become friends and have gotten along very closely.

Before Feng Ziying arrived, Prince Shui had always been gentle and graceful, and his every move attracted the attention of everyone in the house. But Jia Baoyu felt that when Feng Ziying arrived, all attention turned directly to Brother Feng.

Even though Shui Rong ostensibly had the upper hand as the county king, from the time he was invited to visit the garden to the time he watched the conversation between the two from behind, although he couldn't hear what the two were talking about, he could sense that Shui Rong should be actively communicating with Feng. The eldest brother struck up a conversation to find a topic, and even seemed to be asking for advice.

Brother Feng acted very calmly and calmly, with a condescending attitude in everything he said and did.

 He didn't know whether Lord Shui was aware of this, which made him feel even more complicated and unspeakable.

Naturally, Feng Ziying didn't pay much attention to Baoyu's state of mind. She came here and met Jia Mu and Wang. She fulfilled her responsibilities and fulfilled Shui Rong's task of "waiting" for her. It was considered a complete meritorious deed. .

As soon as she left the corner door, Feng Ziying heard Baoxiang's voice from the carriage outside: "Uncle Xiao Rong, why are you here?"

 Jia Rong? Feng Ziying was stunned, but before she could speak, a voice from the other side also sounded: "Is the uncle in the car? My nephew wants to invite the uncle to the house for a chat. I would like to ask the uncle to move so that my nephew can show his filial piety..."

This Jia Rong was brave. Feng Ziying opened the car curtain and asked in a low voice: "Brother Rong, how long have I not seen you? You and Brother Zhen seem to have disappeared during this time. What are you busy with?" ?”

An awkward expression appeared on Jia Rong's face, and she quickly raised her hands and said, "Sir, please come to your house first and allow your nephew to report in detail."

"Brother Zhen is not at home? How long have you been gone?" Feng Ziying looked at Jia Rong with sharp eyes.

Jia Rong became more and more nervous, and beads of sweat were already oozing out from his forehead. It was already September, and the weather had already turned cold, but he was dripping with cold sweat and sweating all over his body.

Seeing that Jia Rong didn't answer, Feng Ziying already knew what was going on and nodded: "Okay, let's go. Maybe I haven't been to your Ningguo Mansion for a long time. I just want to hear your plans. Don't take a wrong turn."

Feng Ziying's faint words made Jia Rong's heart skip a beat. It seemed that Uncle Feng had known about this matter in his family for a long time. Jia Rong couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

He originally disagreed with his father's actions, but he couldn't resist him, and he was beaten twice for this. It was only today that he finally found time to complain to Uncle Feng, his backbone.

The main entrance of Rongguo Mansion is less than a stone's throw away from the main entrance of Ningguo Mansion. The architectural layout of the two mansions is not much different. Entering through the east corner gate, the carriage entered the southeast corner stable. Feng Ziying got off the car inside the corner gate, and Jia Rong was stumbling. After waiting, he directly welcomed Feng Ziying into the small study room next to his own yard.

The maid had already brought the tea in, and Feng Ziying sat down at the guest seat. Only then did Jia Rong sit sideways and half-assed.

 There were only two people left in the small study.

Just as Feng Ziying picked up the tea cup and took a sip, Jia Rong suddenly knelt down in front of Feng Ziying and said, "Master, help me!"

Feng Ziying was so frightened that she almost knocked over the tea cup in her hand. Which drama was this played in?

Putting down the tea cup and frowning, Feng Ziying didn't bother to help the guy. She sat still and just snorted loudly, "Brother Rong, what are you doing? This is not the Shuntian Mansion Yamen. You want to surrender." Surrender yourself to the Yamen and say, why are you acting like this in your house?"

“If the uncle refuses to help my nephew’s family, then my nephew will kneel here and not get up.” Jia Rong’s eyes were red and she kowtowed but refused to get up.

"Kneel down if you want. You don't want to explain things clearly, but you want me to help you. What help can you do? Could it be that you have committed the serious crime of confiscating your family and exterminating your clan? Can I help you?" Feng Ziying slapped her palms heavily on the coffee table next to her. , the tea cup that was put down shook violently, and the lid of the tea cup fell to the ground, shattering to pieces. The maids and servants outside were so shocked that they all ran in in panic, only to see Uncle Xiao Rong kneeling in front of Uncle Feng and kowtowing. They were all shocked. My face was blue and my lips were white, and I didn't know what to do.

Before Feng Ziying could speak, Jia Rong had already roared: "Who let you in, get out!"

Jia Rong was always kind and smiling in the Ningguo Mansion, but now she suddenly broke out. Now that Jia Zhen was not in the manor, she frightened all the maids and servants out of their wits, and they hurriedly exited.

Even though he scolded all the maids and servants, Jia Rong still knelt on the ground and could not get up. He only kowtowed, and his forehead suddenly became red and swollen.

 “Brother Rong, get up!”

“If the uncle refuses to agree to help my nephew, my nephew will kneel down and die here. He can’t escape death anyway, so he will simply die in front of the uncle.”

Jia Rong's words sounded a bit more effeminate to Feng Ziying's ears, as if a woman was acting coquettishly in front of him. Feng Ziying couldn't help but shudder.

However, he also heard the changes in Jia Rong's words. At first, he said "I'm unwilling to help my nephew's family" and couldn't get up. Now he said "I'm unwilling to help my nephew", so the word "family" was extended. It's completely different. Feng Ziying has understood something.

"Get up, I agreed, but if you want to die on your own and I can't help, then even if I agree, it will still be of no use." Feng Ziying looked coldly and said calmly: "In addition, if you hesitate and refuse to talk about things, Tell me the whole story clearly, even if you hide your head and show your tail, I can't help you!"

Quietly raising her head, Jia Rong breathed a sigh of relief and took a peek at Feng Ziying's expression. Then she stood up sideways and said nonchalantly: "Uncle, how dare my nephew? It's just that the matter is too important. My nephew is flustered and doesn't know. What to do.”

"Okay, don't pretend to be crazy here. You father and son are acting well and can deceive others. Why, you are planning to deceive me too?" Feng Ziying smiled contemptuously, "Brother Zhen is afraid that everyone will be here now." Are you in Jinling?"

Jia Rong's back was sweating again, and Nana didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, Brother Rong, if I had any ill intentions towards you and your son, you and your son should have stayed in Jiangmi Lane a long time ago." Feng Ziying waved her hands, "Tell me, what did you and your son plan? It's still your grandfather. Did you get a letter from Jinling asking Brother Zhen to go to Jinling?"

Jiangmi Lane is where the former military governor's office and the main entrance of Longjinwei North Town Fusi are located, and Longjinwei Prison is also located there. The people in the capital city usually call Jiangmixiang the Longjinwei Prison. In contrast, However, the Jinyiwei backstreet to the west of Longjingwei, which followed the pre-Ming Dynasty, has not been renamed, so many people in the capital are accustomed to calling Longjingwei Jinyiwei.

Jia Rong was frightened again and knelt down on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly: "My uncle Mingjian, my nephew had no choice but to go to Jinling, so he didn't dare to go to Jinling..."

As expected, Feng Ziying’s fraud revealed the truth, and Jia Jing’s death in Jinling was indeed a fraud.

Thinking about it, Jia Jing was Prince Yi Zhong’s most important assistant more than ten years ago. Prince Yi Zhong’s layout in Jiangnan relied on Jia Jing for many reasons. At this critical moment, how could he not let Jia Jing take charge of the overall situation?

Lin Ruhai had been in contact with Jia Jingduo when he was the censor of salt inspection in the Huaihe River. Before his death, he mentioned to Feng Ziying that Jia Jing had been operating in Jiangnan for many years and had deep connections. Xuanzhenguan was forced to become a monk and practice Taoism. With Emperor Yonglong After ascending the throne, his original intention was probably to kill Jia Jing, but due to the protection of the Supreme Emperor, Jia Jing was able to hide in Xuanzhen Temple to save his life.

"Tell me, what's going on? Brother Zhen has gone to Jinling, but what are you doing in the capital?" Feng Ziying was still a little shocked in her heart.

Jia Zhennan's escape shows that the situation has become so urgent that Jia Jing has to consider his children and grandchildren. In other words, the showdown between Prince Yizhong and Emperor Yonglong is imminent, but why does Jia Rong still stay in the capital? At that time, could Emperor Yonglong's guillotine show mercy to him?

"Uncle, please calm down..." Jia Rong no longer hesitated. He had already heard Feng Ziying's inner impatience and dissatisfaction. It was obvious that he did not report the matter as an afterthought, because he did not regard Uncle Feng as a real person. How can you say that a person you can trust is now asking others to help save your life?

Jia Rong poured beans out of a bamboo tube over the past six months in one breath - shaking everything out.

Feng Ziying didn't say anything, just listened quietly, and occasionally asked a question or two. Jia Rong didn't dare to lie. He just told everything he knew, and there were some things that he didn't know himself, and couldn't even judge. Only Feng Ziying had to figure it out on her own.

“So your grandfather wanted you and your son to find an opportunity to go south, and during this period you sold all the farms and shops in the capital area?” Feng Ziying asked in a deep voice.

"Grandfather didn't let us sell it. He was probably worried that if the move was too big, it would arouse the suspicion of Long Jinwei. However, the uncle also knew that our Ningguo Mansion had been difficult in the past year or so. Even my wife's original private property had been mortgaged a lot. , so it makes sense to sell some, and my father is reluctant to part with it..."

Jia Zhen's greed for money and **** is no less than that of Jia She. Feng Ziying also knows it. Jia Rong's words naturally make it hard to talk about her father's situation. Feng Ziying also understands that Jia Zhen should take the opportunity to sell some of her family property to escape south. .

“Then since your grandfather wanted to do this, why didn’t you go south?” Feng Ziying was curious about Jia Rong’s choice.

 (End of this chapter)