"The centipede insect will die but not stiff... The centipede insect will die but not stiff..."

As he muttered this sentence, Jia Jing seemed moved. After a while, he said angrily to Jia Rong:

"It's just a slave's gossip, and it's worth your attention?"

"Who has so many mansions in the capital, which one does not gossip? Which one is not gossiped? If you are like you, you will not vomit to death!"

"At a young age, don't study hard, and care about these things!"

"Slave?" Jia Rong sneered, and said, "Grandpa, don't underestimate these slaves? According to the customs of the mansion, Nian Gao's servants who served their parents are more decent than the younger master!"

"It's like Lai Da, Lai Er, who has served his grandfather's generation, what does Grandpa mean to Brother Qiang call them?"

"What?" Frowning, Jia Jing said, "Can the servants in the mansion be slow to treat Brother Qiang? Why haven't I heard of it on weekdays?"

Jia Qiang is the son of his cousin and is also the great-grandson of the Ningguo Mansion. Because his parents died early, he, the patriarch, took the person back and let Jia Zhen raise him. If it were reported that the servants in the mansion were slow to treat Jia Qiang, he, the patriarch, would not be very good.

"On weekdays?" He looked at Jia Jing sarcastically, and Jia Rong said, "Grandpa doesn't even see me on weekdays, so how can I know about Brother Qiang's trivial matters?"

"Now, he is 'Grandpa Lai', and he screams happily. If you don't know, you think my grandpa has recognized a brother!"

"What!" Hearing Jia Rong's words, Jia Jing's face turned blue and red, which was a mixture of shock and anger. He thought that he was of noble origin and was a noble position as a senior official. How could he have thought that he would be compared with a slave? He immediately said angrily:

"But a slave dared to call Brother Qiang 'Grandpa'. Who taught them?"

"You brother, you don't even know how to take care of your brothers. If it is spread, how should others laugh at me about Ningguo Mansion?"

After a few words, the matter was pushed to Jia Rong, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Jia Rong had long understood Jia Jing's character. When she heard this, she was not sad. Instead, she laughed and said:

"Just? Why do others joke? It's too late to envy!"

"The master has become a monk, and there are brothers from other surnames who help to take care of the mansion. This is something that outsiders see. Who doesn't think it's a good thing?"

"When you become a monk tomorrow, it depends on who is the mansion!"

"You...you..." His face turned pale, but Jia Jing was a little suspicious and said, "Don't you gossip here, I'll ask him personally."

As he said that, he was worried that Jia Qiang and Jia Rong would collude and deceive him, and added: "Call Lai Er and let them confront him in person."

"Swish!" Hearing this, Jia Rong did not move at all, sneered and said:

"Look, grandpa doesn't even believe what I am, my legitimate grandson, says. Who dares to tell you if others know?"

"Don't talk about Brother Qiang, my generation in the mansion, except for me, my legitimate grandson, no matter the clan members or servants, who wouldn't call him 'Grandpa Lai'?"

"These are all customs in the mansion!"

"Customs! What a shitty custom!" Seeing Jia Rong ask him to ask casually, Jia Jing believed it a little and angrily scolded:

"There is a saying in the mansion that respects the elders, but the original intention is to let the younger generation remember the merits of the elders' slaves, and they are not allowed to use them to make them climb onto the master's head."

"Is Lai Er a slave from the Western Palace better than his master?"

As he said that, he scolded Jia Rong and said, "You are the legitimate grandson of the mansion. Since you know this, why don't you care about it?"

"Or, it's only the ability to complain?"

As he said that, he wanted to greet the slave, let someone tie up Lai Er and ask the servant for questions.

"Grandpa, don't do this!" Stop Jia Jing's movements and Jia Rong said:

"Lai Er is the chief manager of our mansion. His brother Lai Da is the chief manager of the Western Mansion. His mother Lai Mama is even more decent with the old lady of the Western Mansion."

"Such a person, don't mention that I am a child who is not yet an adult and may die at any time. Even grandpa, you can't move easily!"

"Can't move? See if I can move him!" When Jia Rong heard that she could not move a slave, she said "it may die at any time", Jia Jing's anger rose and said:

"Isn't it just that I'm in the Western Palace? I'm going to come over with the old lady over there to see if I can move him!"

As he said that, he asked Jia Rong to summon people to prepare all the carriages and horses and personally went to Rongguo Mansion west. Even though Lai Er felt that he had no one under his command, he went to the Western Mansion to ask for borrowing it himself, he couldn't care at this time.

Don't worry about whether what Jia Rong said today is true or false. Just based on his current attitude, Jia Jing can't tolerate Lai Er to continue to serve as the chief executive.

In Ningguo Mansion, it is impossible to tolerate slaves who are worried about their master!

"Grandpa, calm down!" Seeing that Jia Jing seemed to be really angry, Jia Rong knelt down and stopped him:

"It is easy to move Lai Er, but the hardest thing is how to avoid being retaliated."

"Not to mention Lai Er's chief executive in the mansion for many years, he knows many secrets in our mansion. Lai Ma and Lai Da over there are very much valued by the old lady, I'm afraid I know more."

"If an old man who has accumulated over a long time is not good, he will lose face and be careless. If he is not careful, he may be defeated by the death!"

"The fish is dead!" Hearing this, Jia Jing was even more angry, and said, "Spray" and said:

"But a slave is worthy of fighting with us."

"Look at me, let him go underground and talk!"

Ignoring Jia Rong's persuasion, he had to ask someone to take action as soon as possible. At this time, he didn't care whether he wanted a contract to go to the Western Palace. Anyway, he was just a servant, and he was beaten to death. Could it be that the Western Palace could still come over and make trouble?

As long as the procedures are completed, it is easy to just give Lai Er's charges!

"It's not a day when the ice is frozen. It's time for the servants in the mansion to clean up!"

Thinking in his heart, Jia Jing made up his mind to clean up his slaves during the past few months of recuperation, leave his son with a clean Ningguo Mansion, and then go to practice Taoism.

"No! No!" At this time, Jia Rong suddenly rushed up, hugged Jia Jing's legs and said:

"Don't say there is no evidence, grandpa cannot kill anyone at will. Even with evidence, grandpa will be able to control Lai Er at most, and the Lai family in Xifu."

"Save them there and stare at them, your grandson may really die!"

"Bah! What nonsense are you talking about again!" He spat fiercely, and Jia Jing said, "You are so afraid of a slave with your grandfather?"

"How can you take on a great responsibility in the future if you are so cowardly!"

As he said that, Jia Jing still begged when he saw Jia Rong, and thought that he would become a monk and practice Taoism soon. He felt worried in his heart, so he sat down again and said:
Chapter completed!