Luck in the heavens starts from the Red Mansion

Mr. Zheng Er is a well-known official thorn in the Ministry of Industry!

From being the head of the Ministry of Works of the sixth rank to being a member of the Ministry of Works of the fifth rank, he stayed there for more than twenty years.

If it were any other official of the Ministry of Industry, he would still be able to become a fifth-grade doctor of the Ministry of Industry even if he had to go through seniority.

But the second master of the government refused to move, and he almost became the laughing stock of the six official circles in the capital.

Mr. Zheng Er is also embarrassed himself, so his usual visits to the Yamen are just a formality.

In the morning, I went to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry to order mao, and then drank tea and sat there until noon.

At this time, the second master of the government will basically go back to his house to have dinner, and will not go to the Yamen in the afternoon to make himself embarrassed.

As the dignified head of the Rong Mansion and one of the highest ranking dignitaries in the capital, he was unable to achieve his ambitions in officialdom, so he naturally had to satisfy his psychological needs at home.

Then most of the afternoon was spent responding to the poems of Mr. Qingke, who was raised in the house.

Ahem, I should be enjoying the compliments from my Qingke friends and making up for some regrets in my heart.

Today, the mother-in-law sent by Mrs. Wang to inform Jia Huan happened to arrive just when Mr. Zheng and Mr. Qingke were having a lively chat, and she explained the situation in a carefree manner without covering up at all.

In other words, all the Qing guests knew about it, which made Mr. Zheng feel quite embarrassed.

Master Zheng was naturally displeased with Mrs. Wang's calculations, but he was even more outraged by Jia Huan's bold behavior.

When I asked him to go to the Clan Academy to study, I had high hopes for it anyway.

As a result, Jia Huan didn't know how to study hard and still had the courage to trick a group of classmates into going out to cause trouble?

This is simply unreasonable!

If I don't give him a lesson, I can't suppress the anger in my heart.

Mrs. Wang was sure of this and knew that Mr. Zheng was very face-conscious, so she would definitely teach Jia Huan a lesson so that the Qing guests would know how strict he was in disciplining his children.

No, Jia Huan will be punished from house to house.

If Aunt Zhao can arrive in time at this time, she can also alleviate the anger in Master Zheng's heart.

Unfortunately, at this time, Aunt Zhao was called away by Mrs. Wang and could not move.

Fortunately, Mr. Zheng Er is used to playing the role of a gentleman and has gradually become accustomed to this pattern. Being shouted out by Jia Huan still gave Jia Huan a chance to defend himself.

"Master, this is a secret related to our Jia family in the capital. Look..."

Jia Huan was not polite, and his eyes swept over the servants and eldest men in the room.

"You all go out, I want to hear what a kid like you can say!"

Mr. Zheng Er's face was ugly, he waved away the irrelevant people and looked at Jia Huan with a very unkind look.

"Master, it's not that the child wants to cause trouble, but he is cooperating with Brother Lian's plan!"

"Lian'er? What does it have to do with him?"

Sure enough, after listening to Jia Huan's explanation, Mr. Zheng became interested.

To say that he intends to suppress Jia Lian, it really depends on the ability of the second master of politics.

Mr. Zheng still has some expectations for his nephew.

"There is a small gambling house on Ningrong Street. Brother Lian thinks it is a bit strange. I have never heard of this small gambling house taking the initiative to come to visit the dock. This is very unreasonable!"

Jia Huan quickly explained: "So, Second Brother Lian wants to find out!"

"Having the children lead their classmates to block the door is the best way to alert them!"

"After all, no matter where the forces are on Ningrong Street, they dare not harm ethnic studies students!"

Mr. Zheng Er nodded slightly, quite agreeing with what he said.

At this time, Ning Rong's Second Mansion was still in the afterglow of its heyday.

It can be seen from the reinstatement of Jiayu Village that the second master Zheng easily helped him solve the problem and even arranged to be appointed as the prefect of Jinling. What kind of powerful power is this?

Not to mention that Ningrong Street belongs to the core territory of the Jia family in the capital. Even when the royal nobles come, they have to behave in front of the Ningrong Second Mansion.

"As a result, the gambling house soon revealed that Lai Er, the chief steward of the Ning Mansion, was actually one of their proprietors, who was responsible for handling negotiations with the Ning Rong Mansion!"

"Second brother Lian was very dissatisfied and directly replaced Lai Er!"

After listening to Jia Huan's explanation, Master Zheng's face slowly turned ugly.

He frowned and pondered for a long time, and murmured to himself: "I've passed it, it's a bit too much. You are such a bold slave, I don't know how Brother Zhen disciplines you?"

Sure enough, men and men have interoperable ideas.

Even if he is as pedantic as Mr. Zheng Er, after hearing Jia Huan's explanation, his first thought is that this bastard Lai Er is actually taking advantage of his master.

Instead of figuring out who Laiji belongs to, whether touching him will cause any bad consequences, and so on.

"Since Lian Er knew something was wrong, why didn't he tell Brother Zhen?"

Mr. Zheng Er came to his senses and asked: "Is it possible? Is there anything else that is unspeakable?"

He didn't say that he would continue to use family methods. It was obvious that his mind was no longer on Jia Huan.

"Brother Lian told Hai'er that Brother Zhen may not care about this!"

Jia Huan smiled and said: "Besides, I am worried about disturbing the situation and being retaliated by Lai Er!"

"He dares!"

Mr. Zheng Er's expression was grim and he said in a deep voice: "How can a slave change the world?"

"But the Lai family is indeed powerful!"

Jia Huan muttered: "Not to mention what happens outside the mansion, the power of the Lai family in the mansion is really powerful!"

"Second brother Lian also said that in the end, I am afraid that the old lady will be alarmed. The Lai family is the old lady's number one confidant!"

This was said so plainly that even Mr. Zheng heard the underlying meaning.

Although he was not in a good mood, he did not scold Lian Er for doing something wrong.

From the perspective of Mr. Zheng, I really can’t tell whose side the old lady is on in the end.

Thinking of this, my mood couldn't help but become even worse.

How could Jia Huan let go of such a good opportunity to get eye drops?

He looked like he was hesitating to speak, which indeed attracted the attention of Mr. Zheng, who angrily scolded him: "If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you hesitating? Do you want to get slapped?"

"Master, there are some things that I don't know whether I should say or not?"

Jia Huan hesitated: "This matter involves Brother Bao!"

"Well, it involves Baoyu?"

Mr. Zheng Er's eyes flashed and he said directly: "You say it, I'll listen!"

"Brother Bao will always call Grandpa Lai when he sees General Manager Lai in the mansion!"

Jia Huan pretended to be scared and spoke cautiously.

"Asshole, who is he?"

Mr. Zheng Er was furious and failed to maintain the image of an upright gentleman. He shouted angrily: "What does Lai want to do? Is he occupying a magpie's nest?"

In this matter, Tie Tie violated the taboo of Mr. Zheng, even the kindest gentleman would be angry.

When Jia Baoyu calls him Grandpa Lai, doesn't it mean he is a generation younger than Master Zheng?

When I see Lai Da in the future, will I still call him ‘Dad’?

What a turn of events. Does the Rong Mansion belong to the Jia family?

In my heart, even for my mother, I can't help but feel a little resentment!