Jia Cong followed Jia She and strode out of Rongqing Hall, not even bothering to say goodbye to Jia Mu.

He is not the transparent bastard that he was originally, and he does not need to pray for the little mercy leaked from Jia Mu's fingers to live in suffering.

Besides, now that Jia She is protecting her, there is no need to look at that old face that is not even remotely loving.

Just as Jia She said, he really doesn't care whether the Rongqing Hall comes or not.

Even if Jia She and Jia Lian couldn't get there just now, he would naturally have a way to escape.

But the person who was embarrassed in public at that time was Wang Xifeng, who framed her brother-in-law unjustly.

However, Jia Anjiale has not obtained real evidence of loan sharking until now, and he does not want to break up with Wang Xifeng so quickly.

After walking a few steps, Jia Cong suddenly remembered Jia Yingchun who was left alone in Rongqing Hall.

I don’t know if Jia’s mother will use Jia Yingchun to loose her temper because she is so angry at her cheap father.

Suddenly my steps hesitated.

Jia She turned around and asked, "Cong'er, what's wrong?"

Jia Cong made a sad face: "Dad, we left our second sister in Rongqing Hall. I don't know if the old lady will express her anger..."

Jia She shook his head: "It's okay, don't worry."

"Even if the old lady is partial to Baoyu, she won't do anything to your second sister. At most, she is still not favored."

"Huh?" Jia Cong was slightly surprised.

Mother Jia can make the whole house restless because of Jia Baoyu's phoenix egg, but she won't vent her anger to welcome the spring?

Jia She smiled so calmly.

"In the past, the position of the birth mother beside the old lady during the Spring Festival was similar to that of Yuanyang Amber today."

"If it weren't for the fact that your second sister is too soft-tempered and won't get into trouble, making it difficult for the old lady to like her, her life would actually be much easier than that girl Tanchun."

Jia Cong raised his head and looked directly at Jia She.

"What are you doing? Your father and I have flowers on my face?"

Jia Cong asked: "Since dad knows everything, why don't you bring the second sister simply back to our east courtyard to feed her?"

"Grandma Wang and her family are not good people."

Jia She touched Jia Cong’s little head.

Although this child is extremely smart, he is still too young after all.

How do you know that those backhouses can eat people without spitting out their bones?

"Do you think your wife is a person who can treat your second sister sincerely?"

"Maybe you can see the overall situation better than the old lady?"

Jia Cong shook his head slightly: "How is that possible?"

Mrs. Xing is mean, ungrateful, stupid and greedy, so she doesn’t skimp on Yingchun just because she has good intentions.

After saying this, Jia Cong suddenly realized.

Jia's mother was unkind because Jia She occupied the title and family property that she wanted to leave to Jia Zheng.

For a concubine's granddaughter who was born with a very good appearance, and she was raised and married into a wealthy family, it was also a help to the Jia family.

Therefore, she looks pretty good at welcoming the spring, exploring the spring, and cherishing the spring, but she is not as favored as Baoyu and Daiyu.

That might not be the case if it were the Xing family.

Not only did she not expect that the marriage of wealthy families would be a natural boost to the Jia family, but she might even be trying to figure out Yingchun because her biological mother had been so hostile to her in the past.

Even for Yingchun herself, it is naturally more beneficial for her to be raised by the old lady of Rongguo, which can enhance her status as a concubine.

Jia She chuckled and continued:

"As for the evil servant next to your second sister, aren't you still there?"

"I have heard some people whispering and complaining behind my back, about brothers and sisters interfering in the affairs of the maids and servants in the sisters' rooms."

"Your confused second brother is not so kind."

Jia Cong said with a smile: "Dad, then I really have to help my second sister take care of her."

Jia She patted Jia Cong's little head: "If you want to take care of it, take care of it. If you really can't control it, let someone come back to me."

As the father and son talked, they entered the study courtyard.

Jia She then asked: "Just two poems to anger that phoenix egg. No matter how partial your grandmother is, she will never let anyone hit you. Tell me, what else have you done?"

Jia Cong frowned and told him that Wang Xifeng deliberately framed him just now.

By the way, I didn’t forget to tell Jia She about Jia Baoyu’s cool reaction just now.

Jia She knocked on the desk: "Needless to say, the phoenix egg is just like your good second uncle. He always hides behind the old lady and Wang's poisonous woman. He can only do some refined mischief and can't cause any big trouble.

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"As for your nice second sister-in-law, I'm afraid she just wants to help your confused second brother!"

Jia Cong opened his mouth wide and was stunned: "What? What do you mean?"

Jia She smiled: "You are still young, how do you know about these dirty tricks in the back house?"

"These women's hearts are smaller than needles, so what's so surprising about them?"

Although Jia Cong has been born in two generations, he has only seen the house fight in the TV series and still did not react for a while.

Jia She simply made it clear: "Do you think that just anyone can enter the palace to meet the saint?"

"Anyone can get the Nine Dragon Jade Pendant given by the emperor?"

"What an honor is this?"

"What's more, in the eyes of your good second sister-in-law, you are just a bastard."

"All this glory should belong to your stupid second brother!"

Jia Cong suddenly realized it!

Yes, in this day and age, being able to enter the palace and meet a saint is a matter of honor for one's ancestors.

Thinking about it, Jia She's performance in the palace was too strong that day, and he was not the real Jia Cong and had no respect for the royal family.

So I haven’t thought about it at all.

Jia Cong changed the subject and pulled Jia She to act coquettishly.

"By the way, Dad, didn't I ask Xiaohong to let the little girl report the news to you early?"

"Why are you here now?"

"Your son almost got a big slap in the face and his butt exploded!"

Jia She was amused by him: "Your father and I went to the Ministry of Civil Affairs today."

Of course he went to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to obtain the seal and name of the head of the Rong family.

"Besides, even if I can't do it today, you can still find a way to escape."

"Do you think I didn't know that Xiaohong in your courtyard went to find your stupid second brother?"

Jia Cong hugged Jia She's arm and rubbed it: "Dad is the most powerful, wise and powerful, I can't hide anything from dad!"

Jia She raised his head and laughed. Why does it feel so good to be admired by his own son?

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The father and son chatted and laughed for a while.

Seeing that Mr. Xing sent someone over to invite him for lunch, Jia Cong left the study courtyard.

He didn't want to see Mr. Xing's mean face.

Front yard.

Jia Cong entered the newly built inversion room first, while Jia An, Jia Le and Qi Youlu were eating around a small table.

"Third Master is back?"

The three of them stood up quickly.

Jia Le said with a smile: "I just heard the boys spreading the word that our Third Master is so powerful that even someone as smart and capable as Second Mistress Lian has been beaten to death."

Jia Cong was a little surprised. He had just been taken directly back to the east courtyard by Jia She, and he really didn't know what happened next.

"Why did you eat Gualuo?"

Qi Youlu smiled and said: "I heard that Mrs. Jia blamed her for asking unclear questions and wronged the third master."

Jia Cong curled his lips and said: "It's just for people to see. The predecessors just spread the rubbish to confuse the eyes of future generations."

"If you really felt that you had wronged me, you wouldn't have asked someone to slap me even though you knew the truth!"

Saying that, Jia Cong smiled at Qi Youlu again:

"Youlu, from now on you just call her old lady, Mrs. Jia, Mrs. Shi. It sounds weird."

The word Taijun is not a good thing in later generations.

Even if he doesn't like Jia Mu as a person, he doesn't want people to use this word to call Jia Mu.
To be continued...