Red Mansion and Crimson Pearl

Chapter 295 Jia Rong's Funeral

On the other side, Madam Zhen was so frightened that her face turned pale and she was restless. She waited for her confidant to come back and hurriedly pulled her into the inner room to ask her in detail:

"What did the princess say when she asked you to leave? Tell me in detail!"

The maid was puzzled and repeated what Qingwen had said to Daiyu one by one, and then asked Zhen: "What's wrong with Madam? Why are you so worried?"

Madam Zhen almost cried, "Why are there so many rumors about Prince Beijing, Prince Yu, and Prince Zhongshun on the street?"

The chambermaid's knees suddenly weakened, and she almost collapsed to the ground, then she swore to the heavens, "We definitely didn't spread this! Not a single word from the palace involved the princes!"

Mrs. Zhen cried as she wrote to Ding Mingyi, almost swearing on her ancestral tablets: "There are indeed others who are stirring up rumors on the street. I don't think the Zhen family has the courage to do that."

Ding Mingyi took the book and quietly told Dai Quan: "You still have to be careful. If there really is such a force, I'm afraid it will cause trouble sooner or later."

Dai Quan understood and nodded repeatedly, asking Ding Mingyi to alert the Liangjiang garrisons first, and then he would go and report to the Supreme Lord.

In the weaving house, weaving doctor Gu Yong was stunned for a long time after hearing these rumors. Suddenly he stood up, went to the back to find Feng Ziying, and insisted on taking him out for a drink.

This Gu Yong is a silly guy, quite like Lin Ruhai in his youth. He was also transferred from another place to be an official, and he also has a very lucrative job, and he is also a clean-handed person.

Fortunately, he was enthusiastic about Huang Lao and loved to abide by the rules and follow the old practices, so he had not done anything particularly outstanding in his work over the years, nor had he made any major mistakes.

Feng Ziying despised such officials the most.

Gu Yong also hated to deal with a dandy like Feng Ziying. The two of them had lived in the front and back yards of the weaving house for so long, but they only greeted each other when they met.

Today, Gu Yong actually wanted to invite him to drink. Although Feng Ziying was impatient, he still went reluctantly.

After three or five glasses of wine, the table was awkward and both of them were a little hot. Gu Yong then explained his purpose:

"There are rumors on the street that when the Jia family sent someone to accompany Lord Lin's daughter back for her last journey, they wanted to steal Lord Lin's property.

"When he failed to seize her, he tried to force her to marry into the Jia family, and even helped others bully her!

"Is this true or false?!"

Feng Ziying glanced at him and said bluntly: "Whether it exists or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Gu Yong's face was red from the wine, but he still sat up straight and said solemnly: "Mr. Lin is my role model! I always thought that the princess was extravagant and willful, and disrespectful to her elders!

"I never thought I would hear such a rumor on the street! I want to ask Brother Feng Shi, which one is true and which one is false!"

Feng Ziying remained silent for a while before he said, "My family and the Jia family are old friends. I also call several of the Jia family members with the surname Yu brothers.

"Especially Baoyu from the second branch of their family, I get along very well with him.

“So, I can’t say anything about the Jia family.

"Princess Zhaoqing is gifted with intelligence and insight into the past and present. She is truly a rare and extraordinary woman that I have never seen in my life!

"I will only tell you one thing: Princess Lin has absolutely never humiliated Marquis Wen'an!"

Gu Yong felt ashamed when he heard this. He stood up and bowed respectfully in the direction of the weaving house:

"To judge by a limited circumstance is foolish! I have wronged the princess, and I apologize to her here!"

Feng Ziying admired him for being so upright and honest.

Then he stood up, helped him up, and said with a smile: "You'll know later. There's no need to do this outside. If outsiders see it, they will think I'm bullying you!"

Gu Yong blushed and saluted Feng Ziying again: "Brother Feng Shi, you don't whitewash your friends' mistakes, you are a real person!"

Feng Ziying smiled and shook his head: "It's just because my brother thinks so too."

Gu Yong put down his cup with a cold face: "So the one who is harassing our Princess Lin is precisely your brother? Since Brother Feng Shi knows that he is not worthy, why don't you persuade him to be polite?"

Feng Ziying was speechless and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's her private matter, and she never mentioned it to me.

"I only rely on hearsay and my own observations to stop people from missing each other. He is being polite, but what about me? Don't listen to or say anything inappropriate!"

Gu Yong thought about it and thought it made sense, so he stopped talking about it: "I was wrong. I apologize to Brother Feng."

He also toasted Feng Ziying with a glass of wine.

Feng Ziying laughed: "Doctor Gu is such a wonderful person!"

The two of them parted happily.

When he returned to the back hall of the weaving house, Feng Ziying fell drunk on the bed again. The guards were surprised: "What's wrong with the climate and soil in Jiangnan? Can anyone let our Master Feng down?!"

In the palace.

The Empress Dowager, Daiyu and Tanchun did not mention the street rumors at all.

Only Jia Rong's funeral was handled by Tanchun who helped Youshi, and Daiyu also sent a generous funeral gift.

Because he committed suicide and he was not too old and had no children, Jia Rong's funeral was not held in a grand manner.

Especially since his nominal mother, Youshi, was still alive.

So the funeral was held after only seven days.

When the Supreme Lord heard this, he sat there in a daze for a long while. Thinking of the kindness that the two Lords Rong and Ning had shown to him in the past, he finally sighed and ordered Dai Quan to follow him.

Dai Quan urged: "How can such a small man's house bear your presence? I'd better go there myself and just take a look for you."

Tai Shang refused to listen and insisted on going.

Dai Quan could not persuade them any more, so he had to ask Feng Tang and Ding Mingyi to follow him, and he also brought the best fighters from the imperial guards and garrison, and went incognito together.

After all, he is the eldest grandson of Lord Ning's family. Everyone knows that this is the last bloodline of this branch, and they all sigh in their hearts.

So all the old relatives and in-laws in Jinling came, took a look in the mourning hall, and the younger generations burned a stick of incense on their behalf.

The two people wearing mourning clothes and returning the greeting were Jia Wei and Jia Mu, who were adopted by Jia Zhen.

When the old relatives saw them, they thought that the Ning family's huge fortune had benefited from these two people who came out of nowhere, and they couldn't help but get angry. Therefore, almost everyone was not friendly to them.

Only Gu Yong and Feng Ziying, doctors of the Textile Bureau, came with them and gave them a half-bow: "Please accept my condolences."

The two of them hurriedly returned the greeting: "Thank you for your hard work!"

Feng Ziying simply squatted down and sighed, "Back then, I was very close to Brother Zhen, and I played with Brother Rong every day.

"Now, behind Big Brother Zhen, it's up to you two and the two from Beijing. You two should work hard to make Rong Ge'er feel uneasy."

The two men immediately bowed down: "Yes, nephews will follow Uncle Feng's teachings!"

Feng Ziying patted Jia Wei's shoulder, then touched Jia Mu's little head, and said with pity: "Brother Mu is still young, kneel for a while and go back to rest, don't hurt your knees."

Jia Mu shook his head sensibly: "It's my nephew's duty. I'm not tired."

"Good child!" Feng Ziying praised again, then went to pay his respects to Youshi and asked her to accept his condolences.