The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

On the afternoon of May 14th, the sudden rain stopped and the sky was cleared.

The stagnant water dripped from both sides of the corridor in the back of Ningguo Mansion, pounding on the bluestone slab, not to mention having any melody, but the sound made people feel comfortable both physically and mentally.

Of course, it also depended on the mood.

At least Jia Rong hurried into this corridor, and upon hearing the tinkling sound, the dryness in his heart not only didn’t decrease but also increased a bit.

Seeing a woman cleaning up the mud accumulated in the corner ahead, he covered his nose and asked in a muffled voice, "Do you know where the Master is resting now?”

The woman saw that it was Jia Rong who was asking; she quickly lifted her tools and rubbed her hands several times before hesitating to speak. In the end, she awkwardly lowered her head and refused to say a word.

If a random person gave such a strange response to the owner's inquiry, she was afraid they would have to be scolded heavily. After all, knowing was knowing, and not knowing was not knowing. Was there any reason not to answer the owner's question?

But after all, this was the backyard of Ningguo Mansion, and it was not the first time Jia Rong had received such a response. Therefore, she immediately realized and quickly changed his direction, heading straight to his wife Hu's boudoir.

As expected, when he arrived at the small courtyard, he saw that all the maids and nannies had disappeared. When he entered the flower hall, his ears were immediately filled with moaning sounds.

Jia Rong lifted the curtain and carefully looked inside. He saw that his father and his wife were in a fierce battle, and although he was very anxious, he didn't dare to go in and disturb them. He had to endure and wait in the flower hall.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before the clouds were scattered and the rain was resting inside, and then there was the sound of rustling clothes.

Jia Rong quickly approached the bead curtain again and respectfully said, "Father, I have an urgent matter to discuss with you.”

“Come in and talk.”

Jia Zhen's tired voice was heard inside. Jia Rong immediately lifted the curtain and entered the room. He saw him leaning against the head of the bed, covering his bony ribs with an inner lining. His two bare fur legs hung down along the head of the bed, stepping on a pair of embroidered shoes with thick wooden soles.

Meanwhile, Jia Rong's wife, Hu-Shi, was still in bed, holding onto a thin quilt and revealing her two snow-white arms. She had no intention of getting up to welcome her husband.

Jia Zhen was very humorous in front of others, joking and cursing. However, in front of his son, he has always been ”dignified.” Even if he was disheveled at this time, he still has a ”strict father” demeanor. His eyelids didn’t even glance at his son, and he only lightly ordered, "Come on, what kind of nonsense is going on here that makes you come and trouble me?”

“Father.”

He spoke calmly, but Jia Rong didn't dare to neglect him. He quickly leaned forward and said, "I just received the news that the You family has already promised the Second Sister You to Sun Shaozong as a Concubine, and even Third Sister You is going to marry Liu Xianglian.”

“What?!”

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhen immediately jumped up from the bedside and took a few steps to grab Jia Rong's collar. He anxiously shouted, "How could this be? Who did you hear this from?”

“It shouldn't be wrong.”

Jia Rong hurriedly said, "I also heard people say that Lord Sun used sixty taels of silver to exchange for Zhang Hua's resignation letter... Ouch~”

Before Jia Rong could finish speaking, Jia Zhen pushed him to a halt and cursed with a fierce expression, "So what are you still doing here? Why don't you take someone to the You family and tie the mother and daughter together to the mansion? I want to see if that Sun dares to come to our mansion for the bitches.”

“This…”

“Don’t you hurry and go?”

Jia Rong only hesitated for a moment. Jia Zhen raised his hand and was about to hit. Feeling scared, Jia Rong quickly took two steps back and said urgently, "Father, calm down! I'm afraid it's not easy to act recklessly. After all, the Sun family and the West Mansion are now relatives. If we invite the elders from the West Mansion...”

Jia Zhen's momentum suddenly stopped. There were no officials in Ningguo Mansion and no strong support from outside now. The reason why they could still keep their family name was because of the glory of Rongguo Mansion. If Jia She would come forward at that time, there would be a discussion.

If Jia Zheng spoke for them, how would he dare not to hand over the people?

After all, it was still his father who was obsessed with becoming immortal. If he could have gathered several strong reinforcements for the Ningguo Mansion, how could they have been so constrained by others?!

It was just that it was a bit late to hate his dad now.

Jia Zhen paced back and forth a few times, but still couldn't think of any other way. He gritted his teeth and asked Jia Rong, "Since you can't act recklessly, what do you think you should do? Are you going to give up these two pieces of beautiful meat that are about to be swallowed by others?”

“Father, don't worry.”

Jia Rong was not willing to do so, so he already had a good idea on the way. At this moment, he hurriedly said, "I heard that this matter was the Third Sister You who first took a liking to Liu Xianglian who instigated to get married. The Second Master of the Sun family may not necessarily know your feelings towards the Second and Third Sisters.”

“From my perspective, he would choose to be on good terms with our Rong-Ning Mansions.”

“After all, he would still require the title of the Rongguo Mansion as his support.”

Jia Zhen thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's indeed such a reason! Since that's the case, I'll first find an opportunity to tear things apart with Sun Erlang and see how he chooses.”

As he spoke, Jia Zhen couldn't help but scold the Third Lady You, saying that she had been crazy a few days ago, and now it seemed that she was indeed a restless wave hoof!

Jia Rong waited for him to vent his anger and then cautiously reminded him that tomorrow was the day when the Prison God Temple would sing the "Sun Public Case." At that time, Sun Shaozong would definitely come as a support, which was a good opportunity to have a showdown with each other.

Jia Zhen responded with ease again, and when he looked at his son again, he looked much more pleased than usual. So he generously pointed to the bed and said, "I have just warmed up the body for you. At this moment, you can enjoy it. Remember to ask her to take the medicine after completing the task, so as not to cause any indecisive things and disrupt the order of generations.”

It was a shame that he still has the face to say ”disrupting the order of generations.”

Jia Rong was already used to it and thanked his father for his ”thoughtfulness,” and he stayed in bed and acted while it was hot.

Who knew that Hu-Shi obediently listened to this for a long time, but at this moment she couldn't help but ask, "Father-in-Law, I have been taking medicine today and every day. When... When will I be able to inherit our family?”

“When?”

Jia Zhen tossed her sleeve impatiently and said, "You two are in your prime of youth. What's so urgent about this? Let's talk about it later.”

As he spoke, he walked straight out of the room.

Jia Rong didn't care what Hu's mood was, and he stripped off his clothes and became obsessed with her with all his heart. The angry Hu cursed incessantly, but instead, he became more impulsive.