Ten days later.

News of Wang's death finally reached Jinling Rongguo Mansion.

Although Jia Huan doesn't even have the slightest affection for the Wang family.

But the aunt is still the aunt after all, and as a concubine, he must return to Beijing to wear sackcloth and pay filial piety.

All we can do is pack our bags in a hurry.

First go to Hanchen Academy to ask for leave, and then return to Beijing with Zhao Guoji's little auspiciousness.

After returning to Beijing, I pretended to cry once in front of Wang's funeral.

I talked to Aunt Zhao again and quietly gave her a roll of banknotes.

"Mom, brother Cong's Qilin Commercial Bureau will give me dividends every year."

"I can't use it all by myself."

"Mom, please stay with me to help me, but don't let him find out!"

Jia Huan quietly pointed to the place where Jia Zheng lived in the main hall.

Aunt Zhao pulled Jia Huan, her eyes were red and she never got tired of watching it.

My son went away for three years and came back as a young man. He also passed the college examination and became a scholar.

Naturally, she was both sad and happy.

"Huan'er, after my wife's funeral, you should go back to Jinling to study and observe filial piety."

"Don't stay here..."

So far.

How could Aunt Zhao not know that life in Jia's house would not be easy...

As a biological mother.

Jia Huan is much more important to her than Jia Zheng.

Although Jia Zheng has never beaten or scolded her since being punished by Nightmare.

But the whole person became more and more pedantic, dull, timid and cowardly.

Just like that nightmare, what was used to dull Jia Zheng's energy and spirit?

Jia Huan lowered her voice and said, "Mom, I know."

"Three years later, even if I can't win Jieyuan like Brother Cong."

"There's still no problem with raising people."

"When I get my name on the gold medal list, it's time to take my mother out of here!"

Aunt Zhao shed tears, held Jia Huan's hand, and burst into tears.

Jia Huan comforted her again and then came to Rongguo Mansion to find Jia Cong.

"Brother Cong! I'm back!"

When Jia Cong saw Jia Huan returning to Beijing, he was naturally happy.

He asked with a smile: "Are you going to observe filial piety in Shenjing, or go back to Jinling?"

Jia Huan's expression darkened: "My mother reminded me that I can't live a good life in that Jia's house..."

"Let me return to Jinling as soon as possible."

Jia Cong thought for a while.

Still didn't tell him about the Five Ghost Nightmare Suppression that Aunt Zhao had done.

He just smiled and said: "It's okay, wait until Wang's funeral is over."

"Ask my father to tell my second uncle to send you back to Jinling."

Jia Huan is filled with joy.

Then he whispered in Jia Cong's ear: "Brother Cong, have you been to Jia Cong's house during this time?"

Jia Cong thought for a while and then said: "I just went there on the day of the hanging. What happened?"

He and Jia She, Jia Lian and Yingchun only went to see each other once on the day of the funeral.

The rest of the time, no one paid attention.

Jia Huan said: "I don't want to talk to that person, and I'm not familiar with my eldest sister."

"Brother Cong, can you ask the imperial doctor or Brother Youlu to take a look at Brother Baoyu?"

Jia Cong frowned.

"What happened to the big-faced phoenix egg?"

Jia Huan said: "I don't look right. I look like I'm stupid."

"I salute and he kowtows accordingly."

"I offer incense, and he follows suit."

"When I spoke, he looked at me and smiled stupidly..."

Jia Huan's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

He had long ignored Jia Zheng and Jia Tanchun.

It turned out that Jia Baoyu just looked down on him, and even if he wanted to talk about it, he didn't do it.

Therefore, when he saw something was wrong with Jia Baoyu, he still took advantage of it.

Jia Huan continued: "It's okay to ignore that person."

"Big sister doesn't know what's going on, but she doesn't pay attention to it."

"My sister-in-law doesn't care about Pepsi now, so it's hard for me to tell her..."

Jia Cong called to the east wing.

"Brother Youlu!"

Qi Youlu came out of the east wing and asked, "What do you want the third master to do with me?"

Jia Cong said: "Brother Lu, you and brother Huan will go to Jia's house."

"Look what's going on with the big-faced baby."

"When you get back, go to Xiao Cui'er's palace to find me."

Qi Youlu agreed and went to Jia Huan's house.

Gu Tianshou didn't go out as usual, and Jia Cong only took Zheng Duofu to the princess's palace.

Just past the corner gate of Huifang Garden, not far away.

Then I vaguely saw two people talking behind the curtain.

Jia Cong's six senses are so sharp.

He stopped and said softly: "Siqi, Pan You'an, come out!"

He has been watching the progress of the princess's palace during this period, and he really forgot about Si Qi.

We happened to meet each other today and solved this case easily.

The two people behind the curtain were trembling with fear.

When he came out, he made a "plop" sound and knelt on the ground.

Of course I won’t do anything else on this sunny day.

It's just a couple talking intimately behind each other's backs.

In the eyes of Jia Cong, a remnant soul from later generations, this is nothing.

Jia Cong smiled: "What are you afraid of? Get up and talk."

"Thank you, Third Master." Si Qi was much more familiar with Jia Cong and stood up quickly after hearing these words.

Pan You'an still didn't dare.

Zheng Duofu reached out and pulled him up.

Jia Cong looked at him carefully.

He looks pretty good, his eyes are clear, and he is not a flashy and slutty person.

It matches well with Siqi.

Jia Cong said: "Last time, I planned to tell my second sister to let you go out and get married."

"Then, like the two maids by my father's side, I will be my second sister's companion."
To be continued...