Chapter 62 The 62nd Day of Transmigrating as Jia Mu

If anyone from the Jia Mansion was there at this time, they would definitely feel unfamiliar with Jia Lian.

At this time, Jia Lian had a beard and looked much more rugged. He wrote a few strokes and put it aside. He stretched out his hand and pulled the rope beside him. With a "ding-ling" sound, a man came in from the small room next door. Seeing the things on Jia Lian's desk, he respectfully stepped forward.

"Send this stack of copies to Chen Dusi, send the ones here, and take back the letters that just arrived."

The man agreed and carried them in an orderly manner. It was obvious that he was used to it.

And Chen Dusi mentioned by Jia Lian was also an acquaintance, and it was the son of the Duke of Anguo - Chen Qingyuan.

However, Chen Qingyuan has now been promoted to the rank of Dusi of the fourth rank, not only for his military merits when he went south to suppress bandits, but also for his merits in several small-scale attacks by Japanese pirates.

So, "It's easy to get promoted during wartime."

Even Jia Lian, who was initially only responsible for reading family letters to soldiers, was promoted to the fifth-rank garrison commander and was assigned to Chen Qingyuan. Now he is doing what he is best at - trivial military supplies.

If Jia Lian was thrown into the military garrison by Jia She, he felt infinitely wronged. Later, he followed the army to suppress bandits and entered the sea. Even if he was doing clerical work, Jia Lian was still eager for his family to change their minds and get him out.

Now, his heart is much calmer.

At the beginning of the year, there was an invasion of Japanese pirates. He was originally with the army, but he did not expect to encounter a group of bandits when he was transferred to a small coastal village.

With Jia Lian's skills, it was amazing to solve a bandit.

In addition, he was followed by only two soldiers sent by the Duke of Anguo to protect him. The three of them were no match for the bandits and could only flee in a hurry.

It was this time that the two soldiers around him covered Jia Lian's retreat when they saw the bandits chasing him with weapons.

He still remembers the bloody scene of the two soldiers, one of whom was beheaded, and the other who fought to the death but was hit by several weapons at the same time, and died with his eyes wide open.

Jia Lian was so discouraged at that time that he retreated in embarrassment and sat on the ground with weak legs. If Chen Qingyuan had not arrived in time, he didn't know what would have happened to him

. He dreamed of that scene every night, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. It was

the first time he saw blood and the first time he saw a dead person.

The suppression of bandits in Jiangnan didn't count

. That time, he was lucky, because he was not on the battlefield at all. He caught the small leader, but he was just a weakling. Moreover, the small leader knew that the situation was over, and he was desperate and hesitant, fighting worse than a scumbag.

But this time was different. The blood splashed on his face, and it was the blood of others who died for him. The death was so tragic that he, a playboy who had always only known how to eat, drink and have fun, was defeated in an instant.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw blood. He couldn't help but recall the scenes when the two men died. He felt self-abuse. They were blaming him. He thought he would be fine in the rear. He wanted to take another route.

Jia Lian clenched his fists and hit his solar plexus, sobbing.

He didn't even know about these two people.

They said that they were sent by the Duke of Anguo to protect him, but in Jia Lian's eyes, they were monitoring him and watching him not to run away. But now...

Jia Lian felt wooden, like a wandering soul.

Chen Qingyuan came to see him and comforted him, but when he walked past the residence of the two soldiers, someone had changed there. Only some personal belongings were left in the hands of the military officer, waiting to be delivered to their families.

Jia Lian took the two people's belongings from the military officer.

From then on, his attitude became much more correct, and he even took the initiative to do things. He no longer felt boring when reading letters to those soldiers.

Writing down the letters that everyone sent to their families, the original impetuousness gradually settled, and I could feel the soldiers' longing for their families and their mood of reporting good news but not bad news.

The swords on the battlefield are blind, and the soldiers usually train intensively just to survive.

What elegance, what fine wine, what enjoyment, on the battlefield, can't even compare to that roar, and the belief of trying their best to survive.

As time goes by, he even thinks that this kind of life is not bad.

With his previous military merits and his ability to dispatch military affairs several times later, he was promoted to the fifth rank and had two clerks under him.

However, he occasionally thinks of the scene in the small fishing village that day...

This is why he refused the letter from home inviting him home. And he doesn't want his unborn child to know that his father is a coward and a deserter!

So, on the 29th, Kyoto.

Rongguo Mansion sent several expedited letters in a row, but the replies they received were all replies that Lian Erye would not return this year. The upper and lower levels understood their Erye's determination.

Not to mention how disappointed Jia She and Wang Xifeng were, the old lady alone had some complicated emotions.

That day, the old lady decisively agreed to Jia She's recall of Jia Lian because she felt that even without her consent, Jia Lian would sneak back by himself if there was a war,

so it would be better to recall him in advance, and there would be no charge of desertion.

However, no one expected that things would go wrong.

At this moment, the old lady was a little worried about Jia Lian's life. However, the sea border was far away and out of reach, so the old lady could only ask her father Jia She to pay more attention to it, and send someone to send a large cart of New Year's goods.

In this way, the next day, it was the day to worship the ancestors.

Early in the morning, there was movement in the Ning and Rong mansions. The old lady, dressed in court clothes, led a group of female relatives with imperial edicts to the palace to congratulate, and went directly to the ancestral temple after returning.

The ancestral temple of the Jia family was built in a grand manner, and the main hall was filled with incense at this time.

The young men had been arranged in order. Jia Jing, who said he wanted to become a monk, stood at the front, and Jia She accompanied him. However, Jia Zhen could not hold on after returning from the court ceremony, and quietly went down to rest. At this time, he could not even attend the ancestor worship.

The old lady glanced at Youshi, and saw that Youshi's expression was obviously a little worried, and she herself was also a little confused.

Because later, the old lady went back and thought about it carefully. After the "Cause and Effect Talisman" stopped, Jia Zhen was weak, but he was gradually recovering. This matched what JJ said about the "Cause and Effect Talisman" having no sequelae.

So, why did Jia Zhen toss himself like this again?

Or did he do something shameful again?

While thinking about this, Jia Jing waited for the young men to finish the sacrifice. At this time, the old lady led the female family members into the main hall, and the servants outside the ceremonial gate began to serve dishes.

The dishes and drinks were passed from the men to the female family members in the threshold in turn, and finally the old lady offered them one by one.

After everything was in place, the old lady held incense and bowed, followed by a group of people behind her, and the sacrifice was completely over.

After leaving the ancestral hall, the old lady was escorted back to the upper room.

Except for the first year, in order to show netizens the Ningguo Mansion on New Year's Eve, the old lady stayed in Ningguo Mansion for dinner, and only stayed for a short time in the following years.

This year was the same. After chatting with the older generation for a few words, the old lady handed the place over to Youshi to take a sedan chair back to the mansion.

The Rongguo Mansion was also decorated with lights and colors, and the vermilion was shining brightly, like a long dragon lighting up the Rongguo Mansion.

Yuanyang was waiting outside Rongqing Hall in advance, and helped the old lady back to the backyard to change out of court clothes. After a short rest, descendants and servants came to pay their respects.

The old lady sat at the head of the table, with the lucky money and gold and silver ingots prepared early in her hand.

She dismissed everyone one by one, and waited for everyone to leave. In the evening, after a reunion banquet, everyone returned to their own courtyards to stay up all night to welcome the new year.

At five o'clock, the drum sounded, the candles went out, and blue smoke curled up.

A row of firecrackers crackled, indicating that the new year had begun and everything was new.

Wang put on court clothes early and led a group of female relatives to wait outside Rongqing Hall. Not only did she have to go to the palace to pay tribute today, but it was also Yuanchun's birthday, so she was a little impatient.

The old lady didn't make it difficult for her. After putting on her makeup and eating some easy-to-digest snacks, she took everyone into the palace in a sedan chair.

After that, she led a banquet to worship the ancestors, and was busy... From the second day to the twelfth day of the Lunar New Year, Daiyu returned home, and there was another banquet for relatives and friends. For more than ten days, there was no peace.

It was not until the thirteenth

day of the Lunar New Year that the old lady could take a breath. It was a rare day to rest, so the old lady asked people to prepare tea and snacks, let the maids go, and chatted with netizens in the flower hall.

Because her place was lively, there was always a flow of people in the live broadcast room.

Many netizens also shared with the old lady their customs of welcoming the new year. The old lady listened to a few words from time to time, and then watched them bickering in the barrage, discussing which Spring Festival was more festive, and she couldn't help but smile.

Occasionally, I heard that the new generation was influenced by her live broadcast room and traced back to the ancient roots. Many young people like the "sense of ritual", which makes many traditional festivals rejuvenated and gives her a sense of satisfaction.

Two years ago, the old lady would miss her children and grandchildren who were far away from home. Now she is in this Duke's Mansion, and people come and go, and she gradually integrates. There are Daiyu and other children who can enter her heart, and there is Wang Xifeng's clever mouth. It is lively, and she doesn't feel lonely.

Especially the New Year atmosphere in the past few days, and the grand occasion of four generations living together in the Duke's Mansion and the grand occasion of children and grandchildren sharing the family... It really infected her.

At this time, she felt that it was worthwhile to protect the grass and trees in Rongguo Mansion.

After all, the most beautiful dream is the full moon in the prosperous times and the long prosperity of the family and the country.

Of course, these ideas will be thrown to Java by the old lady soon.

Because after the Lantern Festival, the palace spread the news that the old concubine was not well. Once this news came out, it was a huge signal. At least, Jia Baoyu, who had heard Lin Ruhai analyze current affairs, should be alert: the struggle between the present and the old emperor may not be far away.

In fact, the signs came very quickly.

On this day, Lin Zhixiao's wife hurried over to report, "Grandma, someone from the Zhen family is here!"

"Who?" The old lady sat up straight from the chaise longue. Yuanyang, who was reading to the old lady, put down "Xiao Lin", took the visiting card handed over by Lin Zhixiao's wife and looked at it, "Grandma, it's the Zhen family in Jiangnan."

The Zhen family in Jiangnan

only heard Lin Zhixiao's wife say, "The old ancestor of the Zhen family and the eldest lady and the third daughter of the Zhen family came to Beijing the day before yesterday, and went to the palace to pay tribute yesterday. They arrived at the door of our house and sent a maid to hand over the visiting card."

The old lady quickly noticed something wrong, "The old lady of his family is here too"

"Yes."

"Then please come in, wait..." The old lady frowned, "I'll go in person, and in addition, you go and invite the wives and girls, and let them all come to pay their respects."

Lin Zhixiao's wife quickly agreed.

Although the old lady didn't know how the old lady of the Zhen family came all the way to Beijing, she remembered that netizens told her that the confiscation of the Zhen family's property kicked off the prelude to the confiscation of the Red Mansions. Therefore, she didn't care about anything else, and went out to greet him with her

cane, surrounded by a group of maids.