Red Mansion: My comprehension is beyond belief, and I have established the Immortal Dynasty!

The capital, Jia's family.

Because the plum blossoms in Ningguo Mansion in the east were in full bloom, the beauty was beyond words. Jia Zhen's wife Youshi prepared a banquet and invited Jia Mu and other women from the West Mansion to come and congratulate them. They played in Huifang Garden, first with tea and then with wine. The women from Ning and Rong Mansions laughed endlessly.

"You have a very good daughter-in-law, a very suitable one. I think you will have less worries in the future."

Jia Mu took the tea handed to her by Youshi, took a sip, and could not help but praise Qin Keqing for her busy schedule.

"It's all thanks to our ancestors!"

Yushi responded with a sweet smile.

Since Lin Daiyu and Xichun came into the mansion, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are no longer as idle as before. Jia Zhen has to entrust the affairs of the inner court to them out of consideration for their relationship, which makes Yushi and Qin Keqing look more like housekeepers.

"Dear ancestor, please have your meal!"

""Madams, please come in!"

Qin Keqing had already prepared the banquet and stepped forward to invite them respectfully.

"Good!"

Grandmother Jia, Lady Wang, and Lady Xing happily took their seats, and Wang Xifeng, Yingchun, Tanchun and other women took their seats one after another.

Jia Baoyu approached Lin Daiyu, looking flattering, but Lin Daiyu always looked at him coldly. This scene was seen by everyone present. Lady Wang looked unhappy, and the others had their own thoughts.

"Brother Bao"

"If you continue to pester Sister Lin, be careful that your brother will come back and offend you."

Little Xichun tilted her head, her eyes rolling, and said mischievously:

‘Ah? '

When Jia Baoyu heard the man's name, his face froze. He was a little excited and quickly drank a few more cups of rice wine to suppress his fear and terror. The scene of that day was still vivid in his mind.

Yingchun and Tanchun were also present that day. They knew that Jia Xuan almost killed Jia Baoyu with one hand, so they kept it a secret.

"You, you."

Lin Daiyu tapped little Xichun's forehead with her slender jade finger, but she didn't mean to blame her at all, it seemed more like she was just joking.

Seeing this scene, Xue Baochai became more and more interested in the second master Xuan from Ningguo Mansion. Who could make the daughter of the Lin family so worried and the son of the Rongguo Mansion so afraid of him? Even Mrs. Wang's face became a little stiff when she mentioned Jia Xuan.

"Is Baoyu drunk?"

Seeing Jia Baoyu drinking several cups in a row, his eyes were hazy, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Mrs. Wang then noticed that her precious son was actually drinking. In the past, Jia Zheng was strict and didn't allow Jia Baoyu and Jia Huan to drink, let alone Jia Lan who was still young. Now that Jia Baoyu had drunk a few cups, he was naturally drunk.

"I am not drunk at all, I am just a little sleepy. I apologize to the old ancestor and the lady and want to take a nap.

Jia Baoyu felt dizzy and spoke incoherently.

""Haha!"

Seeing this, all the women present couldn't help but chuckle.

"We are drinking here, and it would be boring for you to stay here. Why don't you take a nap before coming back?"

Grandmother Jia looked at Jia Baoyu kindly and agreed.

""Okay."

Jia Baoyu's eyes were a little erratic, and the maids around him hurriedly supported him.

"Then I'll take Uncle Bao with me."

Qin Keqing stood up tactfully and led a group of maids to take Jia Baoyu to the guest room of Ningguo Mansion to rest, and then returned to Huifang Garden to accompany the guests.

""Um!!!"

Jia Baoyu fell asleep with the help of his maid, but unexpectedly, the Jia family ancestral hall in Ningguo Mansion began to rise with green smoke, carrying his soul into the sky, connecting the essence of this world. In the Heaven of Separation and Sorrow, in the Sea of Ganchou, in the Fantasy Realm of Fangchun Mountain and Qianxiang Cave, a charming female fairy and a monk looked at the soul of Jia Baoyu and whispered to each other.

"Today I happened to meet the spirits of Mr. Ning and Mr. Rong. They told me that although our family has existed for a hundred years, its luck has run out and it is irreversible. Although we have many descendants, the only one who has a chance of success in terms of intelligence and wisdom is Baoyu, the eldest grandson. It’s just that he has a perverse personality. It’s a pity that we should have warned him with music, sex and lust in advance, and then he will be able to achieve success!"

"I agreed and promised to give her twelve fairy songs from Dream of the Red Chamber."

The fairy Jinghuan smiled lightly, with a black cloud-like bun, a green phoenix holding a pearl, a face like a jade pendant, two curved eyebrows painted with distant green mountains, a pair of bright eyes moist as autumn water, quiet as an autumn orchid, looking like a painting, moving like a spring swallow, just like flying in the sky, showing the demeanor of a goddess and fairy.

"How can ordinary fools know the plans of us, the monks from outer space?"

"The fairy lady is in charge of the resentment of women and the infatuation of men in the mortal world. She has gained the fruit of Taoism by spreading lovesickness. Now the attendant Shenying has reincarnated into a human being in the lower world. One day, he will bring the luck of the human world to bring out the spiritual charm of the sky-repairing stone. This outer world is no longer beneficial to the outside world, but has turned into the highest heaven. Wonderful! Wonderful!"

The middle-aged Taoist stroked his long beard and praised with a smile.

"Amitabha!"

A fat, big-eared monk with a kind face clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

But when Jia Baoyu's soul was about to approach, the smoke had dissipated and he could no longer enter the heaven. He fell like a meteor and returned to his body. Jia Baoyu, who was lying on the bed, was suddenly awakened, his face pale and cold sweat all over his body.

"How could this happen?

Fairy Jinghuan, the Taoist priests, and the monks were all shocked and had no idea what was going on............

At the same time, Jia Xuan, who was inspecting the Yehe tribe on the Bashang Plateau, had a feeling and took out the sky-repairing stone in his arms, which vaguely reflected a scene of clouds and mist, which seemed illusory and unreal, and there were figures moving around in it.

‘The Realm of Illusion!

Seeing this, Jia Xuan's eyes shone, and he thought of the existence that runs through the world of Red Mansions.

It seems that the changes in the Heaven-Repairing Stone have caused a reaction in the Realm of Illusion. I'm afraid Jing Huan and the others also know that the seal has been broken. This is really not a good thing for him.

However, since it has come, he will make the best of it. He will take over the world of Red Mansions. If any existence dares to block him, he will kill gods and Buddhas.

""My dear!"

Yehenala Tana noticed that the young man beside her was distracted and could not help but call out

"Huh?!"

Jia Xuan came back to his senses and continued to focus his attention on the city that had already taken shape.

Built along the river, located on the most advantageous alluvial plain of the Bashang Plateau, it was square and easy to defend but difficult to attack. The emergence of Chengde City was enough to control the entire Bashang Plateau and became a hub connecting Liaodong and Modong regions.

The Yehe tribe cleared out the nearby Mongolian tribes, with a population of nearly 200,000. Large tracts of farmland were reclaimed along the river, and herdsmen grazed cattle and sheep on the meadows, a scene of prosperity.

"Not bad."

Jia Xuan nodded slightly, unable to conceal his admiration.

Upon hearing this, Tana smiled brightly and added:"Sir, there are still too few people in our Yehe tribe, and we are not good at smelting."

"Can we bring in some Han refugees from the interior to teach the tribesmen how to produce and live?"

"This Chengde did not exist as a tribe, but rather as a Chengde Prefecture. Several cities were built around it, and a county was established."

"The construction of a private school was based on the rules of Dajing."

"Oh?"

Jia Xuan was a little surprised. He really didn't expect Tana to do this.

Once the Yehe tribe established Chengde Prefecture and formed a two-level ruling system of prefecture and county, this Bashang Plateau would be completely integrated into the Han Dynasty.

Even the Yehenara clan might be assimilated and eventually become a surname among the Han people, no longer having ethnic heritage.

"Lang Jun"

"My people had to fight in the battlefields of the Later Jin Dynasty, and even ordinary people became slaves of the Eight Banners nobles. No matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't eat enough or wear warm clothes. This was the slave rule of the Later Jin Dynasty."

"But Dajing is different. Some time ago, some people came to Chengde and helped us to divide the land into households and improve the village. Even the herdsmen can form a family, and multiple households can form alliances and flags. The taxes collected are not high, and even if they do labor service, they live better than before."

Yeh Nara Tana's beautiful eyes sparkled with a strange light, and she seemed very satisfied with the current life of her people.

"Some people?"

Jia Xuan frowned slightly, and couldn't help but raise a trace of vigilance in his heart.

The Bashang Plateau was a hidden chess piece he had prepared. Before he had a complete grasp of the situation in Shenjing, the importance of the Yehe tribe was obvious.

If this place was exposed, it would not be good news for the Jia family and for him.

""My dear, they are here."

Tana called out, pointing to the figures on horseback not far away.

The leader was a gloomy middle-aged man wearing a black warrior outfit and a scar on his face. He exuded a gloomy air.

He dismounted a hundred steps away from Jia Xuan, knelt on one knee, and saluted respectfully:"Yuntai Commander Jia Feng greets the Second Master!"

"So it's you."

The murderous intent in Jia Xuan's eyes gradually faded, and he said lightly:"Old man, if you want to know what I'm doing so much, why don't you send someone to ask me yourself?"

"I had to go to Chengde and do these things."

"Second Master!"

Jia Feng, the commander of Yuntai, said sincerely:"The Yuntai and its subordinates are following the orders of the Lord. We followed the Dragon Guards and have been waiting here."

"The master has decided to hand over the entire Yuntai to you, and I will wait for your orders."

Click!

I have to say that Jia Xuan was really surprised.

He didn't expect Jia Jing to hand over all his treasures to him so quickly. Why?

Logically speaking, Yuntai is the last force controlled by the head of the Jia family, which is related to the survival of the family. Jia Jing can still live for many years, and Jia Zhen is still there. No matter what, he, a 16-year-old boy, is not suitable to take over.

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