"It was Fu Nai... who stopped the boat and docked."

Jia Huan said expressionlessly.

Looking at Fu Nai's white filial piety, Jia Huan almost guessed what was wrong.

Not only him, but also the three Han brothers probably have a clue in their hearts.

The one from Xuanzhen Temple made himself die...

The lucky boat slowly landed, and Fu Nai got on the boat with a vicissitudes of life, his white filial piety had turned gray and was covered in dust.

After seeing Jia Huan, Fu Nai knelt down on the ground, gave a great gift, and then said in a deep voice: "Third Master, on the ninth day of this month, the master ascended to the immortals in Xuanzhen Temple.

The big grandmother ordered people to lock the Taoist priests and leave them to the Shuntian Prefecture Office for supervision, and then asked the slave to come to Yangzhou to report the demise to the third master.

After going to Yangzhou Prefecture, I learned about it…”

"Okay, what's wrong with it? I'm still a long time to talk to others."

Jia Huan felt nauseous and impatient when he heard the slave coming and going.

Fu Nai smiled, got up and nodded to the three brothers of the Han family, and then said to Jia Huan: "Third Master, the master is finally dead."

"Ga!"

Liu Duo, who was standing beside him, almost popped his remaining eye when he heard this.

What a thing?

Finally dead...

"I understand...how is the family?"

Jia Huan skipped Jia Jing's death lightly and asked.

Han Da sighed slightly on the side, then turned around and left.

Fu Nai glanced at him, then said to Jia Huan: "Everything is fine at home, the big grandma is in charge of the inside, and the butler Li Wanji is in charge of the outside.

Niu Xiaoboye from Duke Zhenguo Mansion, Wen Xiaoboye from Fenwu Marquis Mansion, and Qin Xiaoboye from Duke Wuwei Marquis Mansion have all been here several times and asked Butler Li to send someone to tell them if he had any trouble. When I went out, the three masters happened to arrive at Ningguo Mansion.

The people in the west were all fine. When they were about to leave the mansion, the mother in the west gave me a small bag for the fourth lady and asked me to send it to the third master."

As he said that, Fu Nai untied a bag from behind, opened it, took out a small bag of plain flower cloth from it and handed it to Jia Huan.

After Jia Huan took the cloth bag, he did not rush to open it. Han Da walked out of the cabin again behind him. He had an extra white linen in his hand, which was the clothes of great filial piety.

Although Jia Huan was wearing white clothes at this moment, he was just a thin cotton silk jacket, and only a coarse white strip of cloth was tied around his waist, which was considered to be a Xiaoxiao for Lin Ruhai.

Because Jia Jing was not dead at that time. He had an elder in his family and it was not easy for him to wear filial piety clothes.

But now Jia Jing is dead. As Jia Jing’s successor, Jia Huan is wearing a thin cotton silk jacket. If it is reported, people will be told.

Although he didn't care about these things, as his elder brother, Han Da had to consider these things for him.

Han Rang took the small cloth bag from Jia Huan's hand and asked him to change into his mourning clothes.

After Jia Huan changed his face, he looked at Fu Nai's tired face and said, "What's so urgent to do? No matter how hard he rushed, he couldn't catch up with the old man's funeral. It was snowing heavily in Guanzhong. You just rode out like this?"

Fu Nai smiled and said, "The second master of the West Mansion said, although you can't get back, you still have to have rules, so I want to arrive early.

It’s okay to have snow in the middle. The carriages and horses are pressing on the official roads every day. Although it’s not easy to walk, the road has not been closed yet. If the horse control skills are higher, there will be no problem."

Jia Huan nodded and smiled, and turned to Nalan Senruo who had arrived after hearing the news, saying, "You go and take Fu Nai to the second floor to pick up a room. Let someone prepare some hot water, let him take a hot bath, and prepare some meat..."

When Fu Nai heard this, his expression moved and said quickly: "No, no, no. I'm sorry, the third master is worried, but the mansion is in a hot filial piety, so how dare you eat meat!"

Jia Huan glared at him and said, "Why are there so much nonsense? Let's keep these rules back when you go back. OK, go."

Fu Nai couldn't do it, and saw that Jia Huan's face was not very good, so he followed Nalan Senruo down.

Liu Duo, who was standing beside him, didn't dare to listen to the senior officials' conversations more, and quietly retreated with a mud full of mind.

He sighed silently in his heart: No wonder everyone says that wealthy families are ruthless, but they are indeed ruthless.

"Brother Huan, after we arrive in Suzhou and bury Lord Lin, we will set off and return to Beijing quickly. I have been delayed outside for too long, which is not good for your reputation. It would be fine when it is okay. Once there is a turmoil, the censor will even make a noise about this."

After the outsider left, Han Da said in a deep voice.

Han Rang and Han San also nodded and said yes.

Jia Huan said "yes" and said, "Just do what my brother said, we..."

Suddenly, Jia Huan stopped, looked back suddenly, and looked to the shore.

The lucky ship was slowly sailing on the waterway in the center of the river, but on a slope on the bank of the river, a clear shadow stood alone.

It is as bright as the first snow, and it is unparalleled.

Although there were snow all over the sky, the two of them seemed to be able to blend together without any obstacles.

Just one glance, I looked at each other in a daze.

At this glance, the snow in the evening mountains.

At this glance, the moon is full of the river.

...

The trip to Suzhou was calm.

Although the Lin clan members didn't have much affection for Jia Huan and even Lin Daiyu, especially the Lin family who was killed by Jia Huan in Yangzhou and rushed back to Suzhou, they hated Jia Huan deeply.

But their hatred may only be buried in their hearts forever, and even when they saw Jia Huan, they had to smile.

Because Jia Huan was surrounded by not only the prefect of Suzhou Prefecture, but also the county magistrate of Wu County, where the Lin family base camp is located.

And these two parents, who are enough to control the life and death of the Lin family, can only walk half a step behind Jia Huan when accompanying Jia Huan...

In this case, as long as the Lin family does not get any trouble, they will never cause any trouble.

Therefore, three days after Lin Ruhai buried his ancestral tomb, Jia Huan took Lin Daiyu and set off back to Beijing.

"Huan'er, you've read it many times, why can't you read it enough?"

Lin Daiyu was wearing a white filial piety, her almond eyes were slightly red and swollen, but her emotions seemed to have recovered.

In Jia Huan's room on the third floor of Fu Chuan, she looked at Jia Huan angrily.

Jia Huan was also wearing white filial piety, lying lazily on the couch, with a quilt and a pillow under his head, but holding a canvas in his hand, and admiring with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

On a small canvas, there is a picture of the night sky.

Below the night sky is a small courtyard. In the yard, a small boy is holding a smaller little girl.

Both of them were painted with big mouths and smiled brightly.

There is a line of eyebrows in the upper right corner of the canvas, with beautiful small characters saying: The stars in the sky don’t speak, the doll on the ground thinks of the third brother. The eyes in the sky blink. The third brother’s heart is lu Binghua...

"Hehehe!"

Jia Huan actually ignored Meiren Lin's coquettish anger and laughed happily.

"Huaner!!"

Lin Daiyu became angry and stomped her feet and shouted.

"Ah...ah? Oh, Sister Lin! Hey, Sister Lin. Have you noticed that we are wearing couple outfits..."

Jia Huan looked at Lin Daiyu's white clothes, then looked at her body, shouting as if she had discovered a new continent.

When Lin Daiyu heard this, her pretty face turned red with anger. She looked around and found a wild duck feather duster on the edge of the couch. She took off the duster and copied it in her hand, and then greeted Jia Huan who was laughing there.

"I'll let you wear couple outfits, I'll let you wear couple outfits..."

"Hahaha!"

"Oh. What are you doing? You... Um!"

...

When Zijuan entered the room, the atmosphere felt a little strange.

Jia Huan kept squirting at his ears, his ears... were as red as a monkey's ears, with anger and aggrieved look on his face.

However, Zijuan could still find a hint of secret joy in his disguised eyes...

Lin Daiyu, on the other hand, had a pretty blushing face, and sat aside with watery eyes, looking at Jia Laosan angrily.

But the affection in his eyes was that even Zijuan, who was bystander, could feel it as endless as jade.

Look at the corners of Jia Laosan, the bent mouth, and I feel so proud.

He must have bullied the girl again just now!

Thinking of this, when Zijuan thought of the few pieces of paper she saw in Jia Huan’s room before, she felt that the fire in her heart was rising.

But it jumped into my throat. The fire went out again.

After all, that incident has nothing to do with Jia Huan.

Moreover, not to mention how much Lin Daiyu likes Jia Huan now, she only considers her current situation. Who else can she rely on besides Jia Huan?

In Rongguo Mansion, Mrs. Wang didn't like Lin Daiyu's mother Jia Min, and was also involved in dislike Lin Daiyu. She was almost the lice on her bald head, and everyone knew about it.
To be continued...