I have a role in the heavens

Mrs. Wang's fingers clenched the Buddhist beads tightly. For the sake of her son Jia Baoyu, she steeled herself and looked directly at Jia Chang, refusing to give in.

"I have never taken you seriously, you'd better shut up and don't embarrass yourself!"

Jia Chang didn't give Mrs. Wang any face, and looked at Jia Baoyu again, waiting for his answer.

Jia Baoyu closed his eyes again, paused for a moment, gritted his teeth, and still answered Jia Chang's pressing questions firmly.

"It was just like what my wife said. It was Jin Chuan'er who seduced me. She happened to find out and slapped her, and then I left!"

"Snapped!"

Jia Chang slapped Jia Baoyu's face with his right hand, making a crisp sound.

"ah!"

Jia Baoyu fell to the ground as if he had been hit hard. The left side of his face swelled up visibly, like a steamed bun, and he let out a miserable wail.

When Mrs. Wang saw her precious son being slapped by Jia Chang, she immediately stopped doing it. She raised her hand with arrogant teeth and wanted to slap Jia Chang in the face to avenge Jia Baoyu.

"Snapped!"

Jia Chang was not polite, he raised his right hand again, and struck Mrs. Wang cleanly in the face with the second blow first.

Mrs. Wang couldn't withstand Jia Chang's slap in the face, she fell to the ground all of a sudden, and she was completely stunned. She didn't expect that Jia Chang would dare to hit her, her aunt.

You must know that Daqian ruled the world with filial piety, and the ethics were strict. Disobedience and unfilial piety were a serious crime. Even if Jia Chang was the Marquis of Wu'an, if he was included in a book for this matter, he would be miserable and would have to be reprimanded in the palace.

"You dare to hit me. You are being unfilial to your legitimate mother. I will go to Shuntian Mansion to sue you. I will make my brother take a copy of your book in court and punish you for disobedience!"

Mrs. Wang's hair was disheveled at this time, like a scolding shrew, hysterical and crazy, her eyes were full of spite and coldness, and she was shouting loudly.

All this happened so fast. In the blink of an eye, Jia Zheng was stunned by Jia Chang's two slaps. He didn't react for a moment. It wasn't until Mrs. Wang was about to accuse Jia Chang of disobedience that he came to his senses. He yelled angrily.

"Shut up!"

Mrs. Wang stopped talking immediately and looked at her husband in disbelief. He actually favored Jia Chang, a bastard.

Jia Chang ignored Mrs. Wang's shouts and threats and looked coldly at Jia Baoyu's pitiful face. He leaned down and felt so oppressive that Jia Baoyu shrank into a ball in fear.

"If I hadn't happened to save Jin Chuan'er last night, you would have committed the murder. Don't you feel guilty at all?"

"I asked you the truth several times today, but you dare not admit it. What kind of man are you?"

"Yesterday, it was obviously you who teased Jin Chuan'er. After being discovered, you left Jin Chuan'er alone as a little girl to face his wife's anger. You didn't show any sense of responsibility as a man. Did you ever think that this would drive Jin Chuan'er to death? Chuan'er?"

"Is this how the master taught you? Is this how the Rongguo Mansion taught you? Is this how the sage's book taught you?!"

"You are a coward. You are not even as good as that bastard Xue Pan. At least he would kill someone by mistake just to fight for a girl!"

When Jia Chang said this, it seemed that he could no longer hold back his anger, and kicked Jia Baoyu violently, making him hug him into a ball in pain, with his back bent like a prawn.

Mrs. Wang became angry again, rolled and crawled in front of Jia Baoyu, like an old hen, stretched out her hands, stopped Jia Chang, and shouted.

"If you can, hit me. I think you dare to kill your mother!"

Jia Chang looked at Jia Baoyu who was huddled behind Mrs. Wang. He was timid and had no courage at all. He only knew how to hide behind the woman.

"It's really hopeless. You actually let your mother stand in front of you with peace of mind. Why should I be angry with a weakling like you?!"

Jia Chang shook his head and looked at Jia Baoyu as if he were looking at a piece of smelly dog ​​shit. He was filled with disgust, took a few steps back, and said to Mrs. Wang.

"I beat you today. If you want Wang Ziteng to read a copy of mine, it's up to you and I'll take care of it!"

After Jia Chang said this, he turned to look at the livid Jia Zheng, cupped his hands and said.

"Master, since the Rongguo Mansion cannot accommodate Jin Chuan'er, although my Wu'an Marquis Mansion is not as big as the Duke's Mansion, it can still accommodate a maid. Jin Chuan'er will stay in my house from now on!"

After saying that, Jia Chang ignored the people with different expressions, turned around and left, free and easy.

Jia Zheng's expression changed, he looked down at the mother and son on the ground, and warned in a deep voice.

"You are not allowed to go to my uncle. If you accuse Chang'er of disobedience, I will divorce you. No one can destroy the pillar of my Jia family!"

After this incident, Jia Zheng was completely disappointed with Jia Baoyu. It was impossible for such an irresponsible bastard to expect him to establish a family and keep the lintel bare. Jia Zheng had no choice but to keep his only promising son Jia Chang. This is the position that the men of the Jia family should adhere to.

Mrs. Wang's heart felt cold. She didn't expect that Jia Zheng would say such cold and heartless words, but she also knew that Jia Zheng was serious. Not only did Jia Zheng not agree with her to accuse Jia Chang of rebelliousness, but the entire Jia family also Wouldn't agree.

After Jia Zheng finished scolding Mrs. Wang, he looked at Jia Baoyu again, his eyes were extremely cold. This shameful villain, if Jia Baoyu is not killed today, he will take the same surname as Jia Baoyu.

"Insulting my mother and maidservant, showing no responsibility, telling endless lies, it is really hateful!"

"Come here, tie up this evil obstacle for me!"

Several boys outside the door saw Jia Zheng furious and did not dare to disobey. They tied Jia Baoyu to a stool. Jia Zheng asked someone to bring a board, raised his hand, and then dropped it hard, hitting him on the stool. On Jia Baoyu's butt.

"ah!"

Jia Baoyu raised his head high and screamed like a slaughtered pig. The sound was sharp and harsh, extremely unpleasant to hear.

"Gag his mouth!"

Jia Zheng became even more angry, and the board in his hand kept falling. He spanked Jia Baoyu until his buttocks blossomed, and blood seeped out. His whole face was pale, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. He was struggling crazily on the stool.

Mrs. Wang was so distressed when she saw this scene that she rushed forward to protect Jia Baoyu and cried.

"Master, please beat us both to death! This way we won't be in the eyes of that bastard!"

"You are still protecting him like this. If he kills his son tomorrow, if he kills his king and his father, is it possible that you can still protect him?!"

Mrs. Wang raised her head, with a pleading look in her eyes, and cried.

"Master, please spare him this time. He is still young. He is the only son I have. If you beat him to death, I will not be alive!"

"Besides, the old lady loves Baoyu the most. She is old and not in good health. If she finds out about this and feels uncomfortable for a moment, wouldn't it be unfilial!"

"Don't mention this. I have fostered this unfaithful evil. I have been extremely unfilial. If you teach him a lesson and you protect him, why not kill him today to avoid future troubles!"

Jia Zheng did not accept this trick at all, his eyes were red, and he was determined to kill Jia Baoyu, the evil obstacle. He raised the board in his hand high again and shouted to the boys.

"Hurry up and pull your wife away!"

The boys looked at the furious Jia Zheng and did not dare to disobey. They worked together to pull Mrs. Wang aside. The high board fell again, blood splashed, and Jia Baoyu's body trembled and struggled again.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!."

Jia Zheng beat Jia Baoyu crazily. At first, Jia Baoyu struggled in pain, but gradually his movements slowed down, and finally he stopped moving.

Mrs. Wang was so horrified when she saw this scene that she struggled to break free from the restraints of the boys, grabbed the board, knelt on the ground, and cried.

"Master, you are so cruel and heartless, even Baoyu has stopped moving!"

"If Pearl is still alive, I will never stop you today, but Pearl passed away long ago. I only have one son left. For Pearl's sake, Master, please spare him."

After saying that, Mrs. Wang lay on Jia Baoyu and cried loudly, unable to get up.

After hearing this, Jia Zheng sighed deeply, sat on a chair, and burst into tears.

Mrs. Wang held Jia Baoyu in her arms and saw that his face was pale and weak. The green gauze clothes he wore underneath were stained with blood. She couldn't help but take off the sweat towel and take a look. From his arms to his shins, he was either green or purple, whole or torn. There was no benefit at all, so I burst into tears.

"Poor son!"

At this time, everyone in the Rongguo Mansion heard the commotion here. Li Wan, Wang Xifeng, Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun all came over and couldn't help but be shocked when they looked at this horrific scene.

Mrs. Wang cried and thought of Jia Zhu, who died young. She read his name and cried.

"If you are alive, I won't care if a hundred of them die!"

After hearing this, everyone else was fine. Only Li Wan felt sad and couldn't help crying.

After hearing this, Jia Zheng also sighed, and his tears rolled down like melons. The whole Rongxi Hall was miserable.

At this moment, a maid suddenly walked in and reported.

"The old lady is here!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a trembling voice outside the window, full of anger.

"Beat me to death first, and then beat him to death. Wouldn't it be clean?"

When Jia Zheng saw Jia Mu coming, he was anxious and in pain, so he hurriedly welcomed her out.

I saw Jia Mu holding Yuanyang, walking in a hurry and panting, walking towards the Rongxi Hall.

Jia Zheng hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, helped Jia Mu up, and said worriedly.

"It's cold in the late autumn. Why is my mother so angry that she comes here in person? If anything happens, I just ask my servant to call my son in and give him instructions."

When Jia Mu heard this, she stopped and took a breath to calm down before speaking sharply.

"So you were talking to me! I had some instructions. It's just pity that I haven't raised a good son in my life, but who do you want me to talk to?"

When Jia Zheng heard these harsh words of reprimand, he was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and said in a deep voice with tears in his eyes.

"To teach my son a lesson is also to honor my ancestors. How can I, as a son, bear my mother's words?"

When Jia Mu heard this, she spat hard at Jia Zheng and said angrily.

"That's what I said, but you can't bear it. How can Baoyu be able to bear your cruel tactics? You said that teaching your son is a way of honoring your ancestors. How did your father teach you that way?"

As she said this, tears rolled down in Jia Mu's muddy old eyes, feeling very sad.

Facing Jia Mu, Jia Zheng had no choice but to apologize.

"There's no need to be sad, mother. It's just a moment of anger from my son. I will never hit him again after today."

Jia Mu sneered, knowing that what Jia Zheng said was angry, she said.

"You don't have to get angry with me. I shouldn't care whether you beat your son or not!"

"I see that you are also tired of us girls, why don't we leave you early and everyone will be clean!"

With that said, Jia Mu asked people to see the sedan horse and threatened.

"Your wife, Baoyu, and I will go back to Jinling immediately, out of your sight!"

Jia Mu looked at the crying Mrs. Wang again, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai and advised her.

"You don't have to cry. Now that Baoyu is young and you love him, when he grows up, he may not think of you as his mother when he is an official. If you don't love him now, you may be able to do better in the future. Take a breath."

When Jia Zheng heard this, he cried quickly.

"Thus says the mother, there is no place for the son to stand."

Jia Mu sneered and said sarcastically.

"It's obvious that you have left me with no place to stand, and yet you are relying on me! It seems that only when we return to Aurous Hill, out of sight and out of mind, will you feel clean!"

As Jia Mu said this, she ordered people to quickly pack their luggage, cars and sedans.

Naturally, Jia Zheng would not agree. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged to admit his mistake.

Mother Jia stopped talking angrily, worried about Jia Baoyu, the phoenix egg, and walked in quickly. Seeing Jia Baoyu's extremely miserable look, he felt heartbroken and cried non-stop. He was even more angry that Jia Chang was so troubled. He was just a maid, so what if he died. From then on, he had a prejudice against Jia Chang and didn't want to see him. .

After everyone tried to persuade Jia Mu for a while, she gradually stopped crying and ordered people to carry Jia Baoyu out of Rongxi Hall and to her Rongqing Hall.

At this point, the big drama came to an end, Jin Chuan'er became the maid of Wu'an Hou Mansion and followed Xiao Ruyi.

Jia Baoyu was beaten to death by Jia Zheng and was kept in bed for a long time before he could go to the ground.

The sisters in the mansion also gradually understood the whole story, and they also had different opinions on the matter.

Xue Baochai thought that Jia Chang was making a fuss out of a molehill, beating his brother and aunt's mother for a maid, and making such a big fuss was really inappropriate.

Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai have completely opposite views. She hates Jia Baoyu even more, thinking that he is frivolous and irresponsible. She usually keeps a distance from Jia Baoyu and is as cold as ice.

The other sisters each had their own opinions, but they never expressed them. It was just that they were not as close to Jia Baoyu as before, and they obviously felt that he was too affectionate and irresponsible.

Time passed by and it was the twelfth lunar month of winter. The south was hit by a snowstorm that affected several provinces and affected hundreds of thousands of people. The court needed to allocate money, grain and grass for disaster relief.

Daming Palace, Taihe Hall, also known as Jinluan Hall, is one of the three main halls of Daming Palace. It is the place where the emperor ascends the throne and holds grand ceremonies.

During the great court meeting, Emperor Yuan Kang sat on the dragon chair with a gloomy face and cold eyes flashing as he stared at the civil and military officials in the palace and said angrily.

"It's snowing heavily in the south. Several provinces have been affected, and victims are everywhere. Now you are telling me that you can't provide money for disaster relief. This is simply ridiculous!"

The civil and military officials remained silent, lowered their heads and stared at the white marble floor, as if something caught their attention.

Emperor Yuankang was furious, looked at the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, and asked in a cold voice.

"The past few years have been good. It stands to reason that there should be tens of millions of taels of silver in the national treasury, which is enough for disaster relief!"

Liu Honglin, the Minister of Household Affairs, is now in his fifties, with a rosy complexion, fair skin, and no white hair on his head. He looks very young. Hearing Emperor Yuankang's words, he took a step forward, bowed and replied.

"Your Majesty, there is no money left in the national treasury, only less than one million taels left!"

"That's tens of millions of taels of silver, equivalent to a year's tax! Tell me, where did the money go? Was it embezzled by your household department?"

"If that's the case, can you touch the head on your neck and see if it's still there? Are the Nine Clans still fine?"

Emperor Yuankang is not a vegetarian. He kills ministers cleanly and without any hesitation. The disappearance of tens of millions of taels of silver made him furious. He wanted to raise the butcher knife and kill all the nine tribesmen of the Ministry of Household officials!

Liu Honglin was so frightened that he fell to his knees, and the collision between his knees and the white marble floor made a crisp sound. It was obvious that he was really scared and explained directly without caring about anything else.

"Your Majesty, this is unfair! I would never act so boldly!"

"Then tell me, where did the money go? It couldn't be that I grew wings and flew away, right?!"

Emperor Yuankang leaned forward slightly, with a dangerous look in his eyes, looking at Liu Honglin, the Minister of Household Affairs. As long as the other party answered incorrectly, he would kill the great steward and the God of Wealth.

Liu Honglin felt the terrifying murderous intent, a stabbing pain on his neck, his hairs stood on end, and cold sweat broke out, and he said quickly.

"Your Majesty, the silver will naturally not fly away on its own, it was all borrowed!"

Liu Honglin spoke very fast, for fear that if he spoke a little slower, his head would move.

Emperor Yuan Kang was stunned when he heard this, looked at Liu Honglin in confusion, and said angrily.

"This is nonsense. Who can borrow tens of millions of taels of silver from the national treasury? You are fooling me!"

Liu Honglin kowtowed repeatedly, his forehead turned green, and he said tremblingly.

"Your Majesty, I dare not deceive you. This silver has indeed been borrowed by all the ministers in the court. Almost every family has borrowed tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of taels of silver with white notes. So far, no one has return!"

Emperor Yuankang took a breath of air. Although he knew that when Emperor Taizhen was in power, he treated his ministers leniently and allowed officials in need at home to borrow money from the treasury without any interest. He would wait until the difficulties were over before paying back the money, but I didn't expect that the ministers would actually borrow the treasury. Now that the treasury has no money, how can we provide disaster relief? The victims in the south are still waiting for life-saving money, which they simply cannot afford.

Emperor Yuan Kang looked around at the ministers, with a cold face and sharp eyes, and said coldly.

"I don't care why you borrowed the money in the first place. Now it's snowing heavily in the south, and the victims are everywhere, waiting for the government's relief. I give you one month to pay back all the money you owe to the national treasury. If you don't pay back, it will delay the government's efforts. Don’t blame me for being cruel and heartless when it comes to disaster relief!”

All the civil and military officials were silent after hearing the words, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Emperor Yuan Kang was a little angry when he saw this scene. He suddenly swept everything on the big case in front of him to the ground and roared angrily.

"You are all mute, speak!"

The ministers still did not speak and remained silent, wanting to express their protest.

Emperor Yuankang looked sternly, glanced at everyone, flicked his sleeves, stood up, walked towards the back of the palace, and said angrily.

"Dismiss the dynasty!"

Public anger is inevitable, and even the emperor sometimes has no choice but to respond. Faced with the silence of all civil and military officials, Emperor Yuan Kang could only disperse the court first and calm down. Tomorrow, the court will continue to collect debts and let the ministers pay back the money.