The incident of Jia Cong being beaten to the point of blood, spread throughout the Jia Mansion without a meal.

This made the wind that had gradually become subtle among the servants of the Jia family because of the Rongxi Hall incident, and then turned sharply again.

There is such a man who, let alone Jia Cong wrote a good handwriting and became a teacher.

Even if he wins the top scorer and becomes the chief assistant of the cabinet, what's the use?

The father lets the son die, and the son has to die!

Those mother-in-law who had said all the bad things about Jia Cong but were afraid and regretful about Rongxitang were now being praised again.

If they hadn't been concerned about Jia Zheng's attitude, they might have become more aggressive and went to the gate of Mozhuyuan to "chat"...

However, it is not all bad. At least in the east wing of Rongxi Hall, Mrs. Wang looked at her pale face, with a white gauze on her forehead and a wound wrapped around her body, and half of her body was covered with blood. All the resentment and anger in her heart dissipated.

In addition to some pity and sympathy, I am worried about Jia Zheng’s situation at this moment...

She looked at Jia Zheng who was furious and advised in a gentle voice: "Master, it's okay for the doctor to tell Brother Cong'er's injury. Don't be angry anymore. It's important to be careful."

Jia Zheng's face turned pale, how could the anger in his heart be suppressed by Mrs. Wang's persuasion or two?

Today he took Jia Cong out to meet people. Although the process was suppressed first and then promoted, Jia Cong became the master of the Grand Sikong of the dynasty, which made him amazing calligraphy.

In this way, it can be regarded as a preliminary gain in Shilin.

Later, he tried his best to relieve Jia Cong of his ban on entering the inner house, and finally asked Jia Mu nodded.

In this way, even the final shortcomings were gone.

No one will make a fuss about this matter in the future.

After all this, he thought that he would not let down the entrustment of Yan Shenggong and the Grand Sikong...

Who would have thought that in just a blink of an eye, Jia Cong was beaten to the head and bleeding from the east road courtyard before the passing of a day.

Jia Cong came out of the black oil gate with blood all over his body. I don’t know how many passers-by on Gonghou Street, which one can hide it?

All my efforts went to the east.

I guess at this moment, the news has spread to all families and has also spread to the Shangshu Mansion in the Buzhengfang.

Jia Zheng didn't know how to meet with colleagues from the Ministry of Works tomorrow, and how to meet with Dasikong and Yan Shenggong again?

He is so gentle that he is ruined and his face is completely ruined!

Jia Zheng became more and more angry as he thought about it. He slapped the kang table with a "bang", and the stacks of books on the kang table were scattered.

Mrs. Wang didn't care about these things and called anxiously: "Master..."

When Jia Cong heard the sound, he sighed in his heart and raised his eyes. Seeing Jia Zheng being extremely angry, he felt guilt flashed in his eyes.

If it weren't for the sake of taking advantage of the situation, they would settle the East Road Institute once and for all within a few years, so that they would not add burdens or drag their backs during their studies.

He wouldn't be in the East Road Court, and he deliberately made Jia She angry with his eyes.

Now that the situation has been achieved, he is not satisfied.

If there were any other methods, he would not have made this decision.

Now this is the only way...

Furthermore, this move is beneficial to the Jia family and Jia Zheng.

Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and advised, "Why should you be angry? This matter is expected.

My nephew was born a humble person and was disliked by the great master.

The only way to survive now is to be merciful to the master and his wife.

Some pain is not remembered in my heart.

Even to the outside world, my nephew would claim that he was injured by falling down.

I will not lose my family and the dignity of the master.

If the master is so angry that his nephew is despicable, he will be punished for his death..."

After saying that, Jia Cong knelt down and kowtowed. After a few strokes, the white gauze bandaged on his forehead turned red again...

Seeing this, Jia Zheng felt a sense of depression in his chest and was unable to let out. He saw Yan Shenggong Kong Chuanzhen in front of him, and the Grand Sikong Song Yan and many colleagues from the Ministry of Works looked at him with disappointment and complaints.

After being stimulated by the blood on Jia Cong's forehead, Jia Zheng's already pale face turned like gold paper, and he couldn't hear Mrs. Wang's anxious persuasion. After screaming, he fell on the kang and fainted.

When Mrs. Wang saw this, she exclaimed: "Master!!"

Jia Cong didn't bother to kowtow, and the situation was beyond his expectations.

He didn't expect that Jia Zheng would be so angry.

He misjudged Jia Zheng's temperament...

Seeing that Mrs. Wang and the maids in the house were panicked and were just crying, Jia Cong first stepped forward to look at Jia Zheng. Seeing that his face turned purple, he knew that he had stopped breathing and quickly raised his jaw to keep his breathing smoothly, and then pinched the person.

He then told Mrs. Wang: "Madam, don't panic first, it's important to send someone to invite the doctor."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she didn't care about crying anymore. She hurriedly called her maid Caixia and asked her to go outside to inform someone to ask the imperial physician as soon as possible.

After Caixia went out, she went to tell Jia Mu again, asking Caiyun to call Fengjie'er, Baoyu and others to come.

After all the maids left, Jia Cong knelt on the edge of the kang, pressing his thumbs firmly on Jia Zhengren.

Mrs. Wang was crying and was looking at Jia Zheng worriedly. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Jia Congshiwei. Although his face was pale, his expression was calm and he was not disorderly.

I don’t know if what I did is right, but this determination makes people feel a little relieved.

After only half a cup of tea, I saw cold sweat appearing on Jia Cong's forehead, and suddenly heard a long sigh, and then Jia Zheng slowly opened his eyes after breathing a long sigh.

Mrs. Wang was surprised to see this and said, "Master is awake!"

After Jia Cong helped Jia Zheng flatten his jaw, he cried and said, "If the master has any mistakes, even if Cong dies immediately, he will be unwilling to blame. He will be unhappy if he dies."

Mrs. Wang was also sad when she heard this. When Jia Zheng was there, she could naturally sit firmly on Diaoyutai, be behind the scenes, and control the inner house of Jia's mansion.

If Jia Zheng had something to do, even Jia Mu could not stop the big house from entering Rongxi Hall.

By then, her situation would probably be even worse than that of Li Wan now.

In a frightened state, Mrs. Wang cried: "If you want to do something easy, don't be angry anymore. If you have any good things, who will Baoyu and I rely on?"

Before Jia Zheng could speak, he heard a sound of steps outside, and another panic-like voice from Jia Mu said: "What's wrong? What's wrong?

I just got fine, why did I fall ill?"

I saw Jia Mu, with Yuanyang and Wang Xifeng's support, followed by Mama Lai and six or seven wives and maids, hurried into the ear room.

Mrs. Wang and Jia Cong hurriedly stood up to greet each other, but Jia Mu didn't care about them and looked on the kang. Seeing Jia Zheng's face turned pale and lying there with a pissy air, she was really shocked. Yuanyang, Feng Jie'er and others were also shocked.

Jia Mu rushed forward, tears fell without saying a word, and she choked and said, "Zheng'er, what's wrong?"

Jia Zheng saw that he was so weak that he wanted to struggle, but how could he struggle? He was so scared that Mrs. Jia and his wife were quick to persuade him.

After lying back, Jia Zheng said ashamed: "I am so tired that my mother is coming."

"Nonsense! It's a great disobedience to mention what you can't die!"

Jia Mu grabbed Jia Zheng's hand, scolded him sternly, and asked again: "What happened? Why did it turn out like this?"

When Jia Zheng heard this, he sighed and closed his eyes. His lips trembled but he still couldn't speak, but two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing that he was so aggrieved, Mrs. Wang shed tears, and Mu Jia was also heartbroken.

She choked and said, "But Baoyu didn't listen to you and got into trouble again? You are his, just keep in charge of discipline. Why be so angry?

If he doesn't know filial piety, I won't love him anymore."

Mrs. Wang hurriedly said, "Old lady, it has nothing to do with Baoyu..."

When Jia Mu heard this, she glared at her eyes: "It's not Baoyu, then who made the master so angry?"

Mrs. Wang hesitated for a while, and didn't know what to say, she looked at Jia Cong standing in the corner.

Jia Mu and others followed her gaze and looked at Jia Cong. Seeing the gauze bandaged on his forehead, Wang Xifeng had already guessed the reason.

She sighed in her heart. After she and Jia Lian sent Jia Cong here, they rushed to Jia Mu's place to stop the news. They didn't expect that on the day of Jia Mu's birthday, they would be ruined by this news again and again.

Unexpectedly something happened...

Jia Mu didn't know if she was angry or thought of something, but she looked at Jia Cong and said in a deep voice: "It was your evil deed that you are causing it again? I was surprised. No matter how good the others are, you just messed with others all day long, and now even the master is angry.

Will I be angry to death next time?"

What else can Jia Cong say? He can only kneel down and "plead guilty"...

Mrs. Wang and others couldn't say anything, and they were always worried about complaining about Jia Cong.

Jia Zheng on the kang said anxiously: "Mother, what does it have to do with Brother Cong?

He has always been polite and sensible, diligent and studious, and never competes. How could he provoke anyone?

He followed filial piety and went to pay tribute to others, but was beaten like this.

Mr. Guanmin and Lord Sikong valued him so much that they thought that our family’s Qilin son was only concerned about practice.

It's really outrageous, outrageous... Cough cough cough!"
To be continued...