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When Jia Shan arrived at Ning Mansion, the gate of Ning Mansion was opened, and the sound of crying inside was loud. Rows of lanterns illuminated both sides of the street, which was like daytime, with people coming and going.

Jia Dairu, Jia Daixiu, Jia She, Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, etc. had already arrived. Even Jia Baoyu had arrived early. He was wandering around somewhere and happened to be bumped into by Jia Zheng.

There was a look of despair around Jia Zheng.

"Wasn't it fine a few days ago? Why did it happen all of a sudden?"

"The sky is unpredictable, my condolences to Brother Zhen!"

"Rong'er, he... didn't even leave a wife, so pity me, the white-haired one gave away the black-haired one... ugh..." Jia Zhen was crying as she spoke.

Everyone hurriedly advised: "The person has passed away, so it is useless to cry. It is more important to discuss the funeral arrangements..."

Jia Zhen wiped her tears and shook her head and said: "It's just a rule. We have already prepared it. There is also a pair of fine fir boards in the house. It was originally... Hey, use it!" It was originally Jia Jingfei's future.

Now that the money used for promotion is given to Jia Rong, it is not treated badly.

While they were talking here, Qin Ye, Qin Zhong and his son arrived. Jia Zhen hurriedly stepped forward and took Qin Ye's hand and cried: "Old relative, Rong'er...he is not lucky. He has suffered a lot for his wife."

..."

Qin Ye could only sigh at this time. His daughter had just been married and her husband died less than half a year ago. To put it badly, it was Ke Fu...

Seeing this situation, everyone couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort him.

"Dad, I want to go in and see my sister." Qin Zhong, who was very shy, couldn't stand such an occasion, so he whispered in Qin Ye's ear.

Qin Ye nodded and said: "Go..."

Jia Zhen happened to be at the side and hurriedly told her: "Good boy, go and persuade your sister. Everyone is born, old, sick and die. It is Rong'er who is not lucky. I want her to be more open-minded. She will still have a long life in the future."

"Okay."

Qin Zhong nodded in agreement and entered the room. Baoyu, who was originally depressed next to him, suddenly lit up his eyes. He looked at Jia Zheng who was silent, quietly took two steps back, turned around and ran into the inner room too.

"Sister..."

"Brother Zhong... you, you are here too." Qin Keqing is dressed in a white silk mourning dress, with a white silk scarf on her bun. Her beautiful face is covered with pear blossoms, and a few drops on her eyelashes add a touch of pity to her.

The charm.

Qin Zhong took a step forward and sighed: "My condolences, sister. Just now my father and Uncle Zhen asked me to come in to persuade you. The days ahead are still very long..."

"The days ahead are still long..."

A trace of confusion flashed in Qin Keqing's eyes, where to go from now on?

"Why don't you come to my house from now on!"

The suddenness made the two of them stunned. When Xun Sheng looked around, they saw Baoyu walking over with a bit of joy. He stepped forward and said, "I didn't mean to listen to what you siblings were talking about. It's just that it was very boring outside, so I hid."

Come in, Sister Qin, if you want me to say, you might as well live in our house, our ancestors have always liked you..."

Qin Keqing said hurriedly: "Uncle Bao, it's absolutely impossible. How can the widow Qin afford to be called sister?!"

Baoyu had already suffered from madness when he met Mrs. Qin today. He didn't care about anything else at this moment. He only said: "If you can afford it, how can you, my sister, a fairy-like figure, not be able to afford it? We are all talking about this.

They must be Brother Qin, right?"

Qin Keqing said hurriedly: "This is your second uncle Bao!"

Qin Zhong quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "I've met Uncle Bao."

"Brother Qin..."

Qin Zhong's face turned red with embarrassment when Baoyu called him.

Qin Keqing hurriedly said: "Second uncle, you must not..."

Baoyu smiled and said: "I say yes, let's shout in private and worry about other people's business..."

"Baoyu, the master is calling you!"

"Ah!?"

Baoyu suddenly jumped up and looked for the sound. It was Jia Shan standing at the door.

"Are you serious?" Baoyu asked suspiciously.

Jia Shan smiled and said: "If you don't believe me, you can wait. Maybe my second uncle will come to see you in person soon."

Baoyu shivered all over, not caring about anything else, lowered his head and opened the door and went out.

"Third Uncle...This is Third Uncle Shan."

When Qin Zhong saw Jia Shan scare away the flower-like Baoyu as soon as he arrived, he immediately had a bad impression of Jia Shan. He reluctantly lowered his head and whispered: "Uncle Third..."

Mrs. Qin hurriedly said: "Don't be offended by Third Uncle. Although he is shy, he has a somewhat stubborn temperament and is not very easy-going."

Jia Shan waved her hand and said: "It's okay..."

"Sister, I'm going out!" Qin Zhong didn't want to talk to Jia Shan at all. Seeing Baoyu going out alone and dejected, he couldn't bear it, so he wanted to follow him out, or maybe he could comfort her.

"Go ahead..."

Jia Shan said: "Wait a minute, let me have a word with your sister, and then we can go out together."

Qin Keqing looked at Jia Shan and asked doubtfully: "What is the third uncle going to say?"

Jia Shan solemnly said: "My ancestors may come over early tomorrow morning. If you have any difficulties, just ask your ancestors. Don't be afraid. In our family, our ancestors are the gods now."

Qin Keqing thought for a while and nodded gently: "Thank you, uncle, I understand..."

Jia Shan added: "Baoyu... what you said is not bad. My ancestor likes you so much. You can move over and live with your sister-in-law. No one can bully you under my ancestor's nose!"

Now that Jia Rong is dead, she is a young widow of the Qin family. Unlike Li Wan, she does not even have a child. Logically speaking, she can leave Jia's house directly, but I am afraid that Jia Zhen will not let her go.

Jia Shan went out of her way to help Qin Keqing, naturally not (just) because of her beauty, but because...he knew,

The identity of this time bomb is absolutely extraordinary!

The form and scale of Qin Keqing's funeral in the original book are definitely not something that a mere junior daughter-in-law of the Duke of Guo could create.

As for what is written in the book, which is the result of Jia Zhen's wanton squandering, it is just used by Cao Gong to deceive others.

The four princes with foreign surnames at the founding of the People's Republic of China all set up roadside memorial services, and the Prince of Beijing even attended the ceremony in person. Among the eight princes who were granted the title at the time of the founding of the People's Republic of China, each prince's house, the one who paid homage to the uncle, and the one who expressed condolences, which one is not the head of the family? Generational power and official position

It is even worse than Jia Jing, Jia Pardon and Jia Zheng.

These are not the grand events that a grandchild’s daughter-in-law’s funeral can have! And they are not something that a mere third-class general like Jia Zhen can handle.

Not to mention anything else, although Jia Shan was young when Jia Jing's first wife died, she vaguely remembered that it was just a few days of mourning and relatives in the family expressed their condolences.

To put it bluntly,

Wife,

If it’s gone, it’s gone.

Three joys in life,

Get promoted, get rich and kill your wife...

There are so many princes, princes, and grandsons in the capital, so many legitimate wives die every year, so there is nothing else for everyone to do.

How could Qin Keqing, a grandson-daughter-in-law of a declining government and a middle-class family, attract all the powerful figures from the four princes and eight princes to the scene?

Of course...he doesn't know either.

But it would be safer to give this bomb to Mother Jia for a good look.
Chapter completed!