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No one in Kyoto could have imagined that the second mansion of Rongning, which had stood on Rongning Street for more than a hundred years, had a family of two men and had several concubines, and was once so unattainable and majestic, would collapse overnight. , disappeared into thin air.
"After tea and dinner, there are also those who sympathize with the Jia family. They mention the merits of the old man and feel that the second man's merits are in the country, and his descendants should not end up like this.
There may be those who have a grudge against the Jia family, or those who hate the rich, secretly claiming to be willing, gloating about others' misfortunes, spitting in public, swearing angrily and saying "retribution is deserved", etc. In short, all kinds of colors make people jump out. There was a lot of buzz and discussion, and it was so lively.
However, no matter what kind of person he is, he will forget about Rong Ning's Second Mansion in just three to five days. Everyone will do whatever they need to do, and no one can care about who's hurting.
No matter who is missing in this world, it will not affect everyone's life. It will not affect the rising and setting of the moon or the passage of time.
Only the people in Rongning and Ning's Mansion, full of grief, anger and unwillingness, slowly endured the hardships and hardships that cannot be explained to outsiders.
But it was said that on that day, the Jia family was convicted, and the Jinyi guards were like wolves and tigers, and they instantly surrounded the Rongning family.
When Jia Mu was getting older, she was disturbed by Jin Yiwei for a while. She was frightened and fell seriously ill. She could not survive three to five days before she died. Jia Lian and others were imprisoned in the Prison Temple next to the government office.
The strongest ally of the Rong Mansion, Wang Ziteng, is dead, and the supporter of the Jia Mansion, Yuan Chun, is also dead. No one from relatives or neighbors dares to take charge of the affairs of the two houses.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The Jia family's case was decided very quickly.
Jia Lian and others couldn't wait to kowtow in front of Jia's mother's soul, so they were sentenced to be banished to the army and sent to Ning Guta and the armored slaves as slaves. Those who co-wrote Jia Lian and were allotted include Jia She, the eldest man of Rong Mansion, and Jia Zhen and his son of Ning Mansion.
From then on, Jia Lian, a young man from an aristocratic family who was once dressed in bright clothes and angry with horses, became infinitely charming. He became a trampled prisoner, suffering in the desolate frontier.
After a long time, Jia Lian was already numb. He only had a little hope in his heart, hoping that the royal family would show kindness and forgive Jia's family.
He also hopes that his second uncle, who he saved with all his strength, can send good news.
After all these years, Jia Lian has given up hope. In his mind, his second uncle's situation was probably not good, otherwise there would be no news for ten years.
However, there is still a little bit of luck in his heart. Maybe one day he will be able to escape the disaster and find peace.
This little bit of luck made Jia Lian even though he was in ruins, he never thought of annihilating himself.
Over the years, he had habitually put aside his dignity and begged the border guard general with a shy face every month to borrow the imperial newspaper from him, hoping to get some information about the Jia family.
This boil is ten years, and people will die, and finally get the news.
It turns out that although the Jia Mansion was sealed, his second uncle Jia Zheng and his sons were spared due to the emperor's grace. Although they were kicked out of the Rongguo Mansion, the Holy Spirit was merciful and rewarded them with money. The ancestral house for offering sacrifices to the fields was also retained in the manor. The family carried Jia Mu's coffin and returned to Jinling to observe mourning.
Today, Jia Lian has been working hard on the cold and windy frontier for ten years.
For ten years, Jia Lian's hair turned white, his body was damaged, and he was very old and dying.
Second uncle¡¯s family actually escaped from prison ten years ago and became a family for farming and studying?
What about your own family?
But his wife and children were separated, and his family was destroyed.
Such a huge difference made Jia Lian heartbroken and grief-stricken.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away from the second wife, Jia She and his son will bear all the blame, and try their best to exonerate the second room, in order to have a way out and take care of them in the future.
Second uncle Jia Zheng was also very moved at the time, and swore an oath in front of his brothers, nephews, and from then on, the two families were as close as one family, sharing joys and sorrows and watching each other.
For a long time, Jia Lian thought that the original plan had failed, and his second uncle and his family were also behind bars. But it turned out that the second uncle's family had been acquitted ten years ago.
Although his father, Jia She, was a bit of a bastard, greedy for money, lustful, and unkind to his children, he was extremely filial and loving to his brothers. Even if he was pushed to the sidelines, he never lacked support from his brothers, nephews, and nephews. Not to mention that he never treated his second uncle badly, allowing him to take whatever he wanted from the property and spend it as he pleased.
Now, since the second uncle's family has been released a long time ago and still has some money left, they have neither come to greet their father's coffin nor sent him cold clothes.
Recalling the hardships along the way, Jia Lian couldn't help but burst into tears.
On the day of the betrothal, Jia She was old and had been arrogant and licentious for many years, so he had already been emptied out by drunken women. Along the way, he spent all the three thousand silver gifted by Jia's mother before her death.He could barely reach Ninggu Pagoda, but in March, Jia She died in the ice and snow because he was not used to the bitter cold at the border.
Jia Lian pawned all his fur and thick clothes, but there was not enough to buy a thin coffin for Jia She. Because Jia Zhen and his son were close friends with Jia Lian, they used half of the remaining money to bribe the captain in charge, and then they bought a coffin for Jia She. Store it in the yizhuang behind the Yamen.
Jia Lian and Jia Zhen struggled to survive together as father and son for three years. Jia Zhen could not afford to fall ill. She stayed in bed for three months without any medicine or treatment, and she was exhausted.
Jia Rong spent all his money to treat his father this time. If General Ning Guta, who was later replaced, had not met the two old men in his ancestors and funded the purchase of a coffin for him, Jia Zhen would have been afraid of death after the death of the Marquis. Wrapped in bamboo mat.
Later, Jia Rong also died of an illness. Jia Lian was left alone to endure the days in despair.
Another three years passed, and Jia Lian felt that he could no longer bear it.
The general guarding the border could not bear to let him die because of being deceived, so he told him the current situation of Jia's house and handed him a newspaper.
Jia Lian held the newspaper in his hands and was just trembling with joy, thinking that all the hardships had come to an end.
Clinker, this look actually killed him!
It turns out that the old emperor Long Yu passed away three years ago. Now he has officially ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world. He has made great contributions to the country, and the Ningguo Mansion has attached treason and conspiracies. The new emperor is disgusted, deposed his title, and will never be re-established.
However, Rong Guofu restored the title because of his outstanding achievements. However, the new emperor thought about Yuanchun and gave the title to Jia Zheng.
That's all. What made Jia Lian resentful the most was the three words in the lower right corner of the Di newspaper - Yisi Year.
In an instant, he felt as if someone had strangled his neck and he couldn't breathe.
This year is the year of Ding Wei!
The second room has been living for three years.
Three years.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????: He sent so many letters to Jinling over the years, but even after three years since his second uncle came back, he refused to send even a single word.
Jia Lian was filled with hatred.
Why did such a large Jia family decline? Who is in power?
Who buys life?
Who is exploiting usury?
If it weren¡¯t for Yuanchun asking for tens of thousands of silver every year, if it weren¡¯t for Jia Yuanchun¡¯s repeated request to visit relatives, how could the Rongguo Mansion have sold the Yangming Farm in Dong Province, knowing that it was deeply in debt, and it had been in ruins ever since!
???????????????????? If not, my father would not have interfered with Ping'an Prefecture's military affairs because of the shortage of money, let alone ruined Yingchun's life because of five thousand silver!
Today, the second room is hit, but the big house is going to destroy the door.
Why?
"Oh my God, you are unfair!"
For a moment, Jia Lian felt like thousands of arrows were gathering in his heart. There was a sweet taste in his throat. He opened his mouth and sprayed out, and the blood flew out like a red sword. Jia Lian's body slowly fell down like a fallen leaf after autumn.
When Jia Lian was about to die, a line of tears rolled down the corner of his eyes. He thought about his guilt, manipulating lawsuits, discussing government affairs, and exploiting huge profits, but he felt resentful: I am just a playboy who likes to eat, drink, have fun, and spend his own money. Sin does not lead to death!
Poor Jia Lian, he was only forty years old when he died, and he was in his prime.
Kyoto, Rongning and Ningfu ancestral halls.
Jia Lian stared at the rows of densely packed plaques in front of him, feeling happy and sad at the same time, as if in a dream, he pinched his cheeks and it hurt, and he was back to life.
Jia Lian was busy kowtowing to thank the gods and bodhisattvas and the passing gods.
Then he paused.
That¡¯s not right!
This is not the work of the Bodhisattva, but the protection of my husband.
"Thank you, ancestors, for your kindness!" Jia Lian knelt upright in front of his ancestors' tablets and kowtowed with a loud bang.
Why do you think of Jia Lian?
But it was Jia Lian who fell to the ground and died angrily. As his soul ascended to the sky, auspicious clouds suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and it was the soul of Jia Daishan, the Rongguo Gong, who came flying towards him.
Jia Lian felt very ashamed, with tears in his eyes, and went forward and knelt down: "My unfilial grandson is paying homage to my ancestor. My grandson is unfilial and has lost his title and brought shame to his ancestors. Now that he is dead, there is nothing under his feet. In the future, he will sacrifice to his ancestors one after another." My cigarettes are gone, and my grandson has no face to face his ancestors. Ancestor, please punish your grandson severely."
Jia Lian hugged his grandfather's leg and cried loudly, crying about the absurdity of his life and the hellish suffering he suffered. I also cried that I didn't know people well and was deceived by my second wife to gain a title and property.
Jia Daishan¡¯s head was twisted up by his grandfather¡¯s body. Jia Daishan¡¯s eyes widened with anger. He spread his fingers and pressed Jia Lian Ni Wan Palace hard. He then raised his hand and said, ¡°Go back with me, you bastard!¡±
Jia Lian was caught off guard. He felt a pain in his head and fainted. When he woke up, he was already in the ancestral hall.
Just like a dream in a yellow beam! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)He fainted and when he woke up, he was already in the ancestral hall.
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