Rongguo Mansion, Rongqing Hall.

When Jia Huan passed by Mengpozhai before, he could hear the crying sounds coming from inside.

He didn't care.

I have sent so many tribe members to the death at one time, but although I have not killed them, they are even more cruel than killing them.

There are many elderly people in these tribesmen's family, so it is not difficult to be able to enter the mansion to plead with mercy.

However, when he came out of Mengpozhai and turned to Rongqingtang again, he found that the crying and begging was still there, and there was a man's voice, which made him displeased.

Rongqingtang is an inner house, how can an ordinary man enter?

"The Third Master is here!"

Under the veranda, the maid Xiaojiao's originally entangled face immediately smiled and said happily after seeing Jia Huan.

Jia Huan nodded and looked at the little horn with a braid on the head and said, "It's been a big deal inside, who's inside?"

Xiaojiao'er curled his lips and said, "Third Master is an old lady from the third and sixth rooms in the back street, and there are also people from the sixth rooms and eighth rooms. The crying man is Jia Hui, the second son of the fifth room uncle. He is very polite and has a good appearance, and has a very good relationship with Bao Erye.

So I can go to the old lady to plead with me."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan raised his eyebrows slightly.

I read Red Mansions in my previous life, but I have never heard of which of Jia Baoyu has a good relationship with the clan.

Even though Jia Qiang, who is more handsome than Jia Rong, has a weak relationship with Jia Baoyu.

He has a close relationship with people like Qin Zhong and Qi Guan.

But unexpectedly, now that Qi Guan was disfigured and was taken into the mansion by Prince Beijing and unable to leave. After Qin Zhong was even killed, Jia Baoyu had a good relationship with his clan members.

Jia Hui...

Jia Huan vaguely remembered this person, like a shy boy with a very sissy appearance.

He also has an older brother named Jia Hui.

As for the fifth wife... it seems that it is Jia Xiao?

That soft guy has no ability to do anything and no ability to make a living.

Both sons studied in the clan school and their family was poor. They received a few taels of silver from the public every month to make a living.

But he was very greedy and came to the Jia family with others to force the palace to be a palace.

"San Master, go in and drive them away. It's been a big deal all morning. We were outside and it hurts so hard that the old ladies and the others are even more difficult."

Xiaojiao said with a pout.

Jia Huan thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Okay."

When Xiaojiao heard this, she smiled happily, stepped forward and lifted the pearl curtain, and said to Jia Huan: "I'll raise the door curtain for the Third Master!"

After saying that, he shouted crisply inside: "The Third Master is here!!"

The noisy Rongqing Hall was quiet immediately.

After Jia Huan gave Xiaojiao a handful of golden gourd seeds, he looked at her crazy appearance, smiled, and then walked in.

Most of the wives in the house are the head wives and old ladies in other families in the clan.

Everyone was tearful and swollen with red eyes and pale faces.

Looking at Jia Huan, there was fear and fear, hatred and hatred.

However, no matter what their eyes they look at, they have nothing to do with Jia Huan.

He seemed to have not seen these people, and walked up to salute Jia Mu.

Although Jia Mu was angry with Jia Huan yesterday, after a night, Yuanyang said a lot to her and figured out a lot, where would there be overnight revenge?

Although his face was tired, he still called Jia Huan with a smile on his face.

However, Jia Baoyu beside her looked a little embarrassed.

Because the handsome young man kneeling in the hall was unable to look at him with a "resentful" look, as if he was looking at a heartless person...

Jia Baoyu, who never took the initiative to talk to Jia Huan in the past, took the initiative to speak to Jia Huan for the first time today: "Third brother, this person... this person is also your second brother. He is Jia Hui, the second brother of Mr. Xiao’s house in the fifth room under the back porch..."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan chuckled and said, "What are the five rooms under the back porch? I'm afraid I don't know yet. After today's ancestral hall meeting, there will be no five rooms under the back porch in this world. How can the beast who plots the clan leader still be considered a clan member?"

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed, and Jia Baoyu's face was extremely uncomfortable. He laughed dryly and said, "Three...third brother, one person does things and one person does it. You... you only punish those who have done something wrong, why bother to make things difficult for the women and children in the tribe?

They are also members of my Jia tribe. If they lose their houses, houses, land, where can they make a living?"

"Yes, Master Bao Er is really bodhisattva's heart!"

"After all, he is the legitimate grandson of Rongguo, and he is kind-hearted!"

"Miss is very disciplined..."

The old women around them all praised Jia Baoyu.

However, these words made Wang Xifeng, who was standing beside him, and Jia Tanchun, who came to help, frown.

After all, they are a group of ignorant women, do you think they are still the same now?

Now the Jia family can make decisions, and even the old lady can't speak, but the one who makes decisions is Jia Huan.

Now that you have something to ask others for and say such stupid words, aren’t you trying to die?

It would be fine if you just commit suicide, why bother to implicate Baoyu again?

Sure enough, Jia Huan's eyes suddenly turned cold after hearing this. Naturally, he would not care about the same group of ignorant women, but looked at Jia Baoyu and said, "Didn't Brother Bao not want to take the position of patriarch yesterday? If you took it yesterday, wouldn't it be what you said now?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Baoyu's expression changed suddenly and he said, "I...third brother, I..."

Jia Huan asked again: "It's not too late now. If Brother Bao is interested, he can be the patriarch now. At that time, you can do whatever you want, how?"

After this statement came to the ground, Rongqing Hall almost didn't have a stir.

The old women almost knelt down and begged Jia Mu or Jia Baoyu to take over the position of patriarch.

Jia Mu's face was as deep as water. She glared at Jia Huan and then looked at Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu lowered his head, shook his head slowly under the gaze of everyone, and said, "Third brother, I can't do it."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan looked at the side with a profound meaning, sitting like a Bodhisattva, who was silent, and then looked at the angry Mother Jia, laughing, saying, "Since you don't want to do it, then avoid these bad things.

Brother Bao, you don’t think about it. These foreign enemies who colluded with the family wanted to harm me and divide the Ningguo Mansion.

If they are gone without me and Ningguo Mansion, will they be satisfied?

You can't bear to see them fall down now, but you don't know if one day we fall down, who will pity us?"

After saying that, he shouted to those crying, "Jia Yun is not so experienced enough. At this time, she has not been cleaned up yet. Since they are not from my Jia clan, how can we still enter Rongguo Mansion? Is it disturbing the tranquility of my ancestors?"

Before Jia Huan finished speaking, he saw a woman coming in outside the door. She was Jia Yun's mother, Tang.

Tang first gave Jia Mu a blessing, and after bowing, he quickly said to Jia Huan: "Uncle San, Brother Yun brought someone outside. He is an outsider and it is difficult for him to enter the inner house. I want me to confess my guilt to you first.

He said that he was busy watching the front houses of those families before, but he didn't want to disturb the back house, but he didn't expect something to happen. They ran out of the back door and came to Rongguo Mansion.

Now he is outside with his personal soldiers, asking the third uncle if he wants to come in and get people..."

Jia Huan turned his head, looked at the women, and said coldly: "Are you waiting for my personal soldiers to come in to get people, or leave yourself?"

When the women heard this, their faces were pale and extremely pitiful, but looking at Jia Huan's cold and ruthless face, there was no possibility of any harmony. Jia Mu just lowered her head and squinted her eyes without making a sound. In despair, she could only cry and walk out.

It’s not that they had thought of crying and making a fuss, but they really didn’t dare.

Because the men in their family were carried back today and beaten to death by Jia Huan.

So they knew that Jia Huan was definitely not a person who only said he would not practice.

The noisy women in Rongqingtang, who were in peace all morning, went out crying and left.

When Jia Yun's mother saw that Jia Mu seemed unhappy, she took the opportunity to leave.

How could Tang not be ignorant if he could teach such a son who understands the world?

After all the women in the clan left, Jia Huan sat next to Jia Mu and said to her: "Old ancestor, don't be angry, don't be angry! How can the grandson not know that family harmony is good? But there must be a prerequisite?

We always think that they are members of the tribe and a family, so even if they are not motivated and eat and wait for death all day long, we will provide them with food and drink.

They have no money, so we give them money every month.

Children are responsible for their studies, and children are responsible for their birth, old age, sickness and death. It is just like this even if they are close relatives?

Jia Daixiu and Jia Dairu's grandsons would come to greet each other in person during festivals. The New Year gifts they sent were enough to spend a year.

But what happened in the end? They were the ones who made the most trouble and wanted their grandson to die the most.

For such people, my grandson really dares not think that they are a family anymore.

If it weren't for the sake of the ancestor's compassion, my grandson really wanted to kill all these bastards!

How could they save their lives?"

The murderous aura in his words made everyone in Rongqing Hall shudder.

Upon hearing this, Jia Mu hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, since they have decided to let them live, don't say anything more about whether to kill or not..."
To be continued...