Wang Xifeng cursed softly, "What an inhuman thing!"

Women are really strange. She was complaining just now, but now she is asking for it. Jia Rong raised his eyebrows and asked softly, "My dear Feng'er, please call me good brother."

Qin Keqing was lying outside the green gauze cabinet, but she was not feeling well either. She only heard Wang Xifeng say angrily, "Do you want to...hiss~hmm..."

Wang Xifeng was just about to scold Jia Rong, but her mouth was blocked and she couldn't say a word.

She whispered in a low voice, angrily saying, "A wild bull reincarnated."

Jia Rong held Wang Xifeng's tender waist and said with a low laugh, "I already call you Feng'er, so why can't you call me brother?"

"Pfft... Uh~ah!"

When Qin Keqing heard this, her body became hot. She even wanted to laugh: "Master is so mean! He actually used this method to make people call him brother." Sister Feng is such a strong-willed person!

It is precisely because of this that Jia Rong likes the strong contrast of Wang Xifeng.

In fact, after the intense battle, Feng Jieer also becomes gentle and affectionate.

Even at this moment, Wang Xifeng no longer had any fierceness.

Fengjie felt as if her whole body was hollow and there was sand sloshing inside. She was ultimately no match for Jia Rong's shamelessness, and although she felt extremely ashamed, she sighed and quietly called him "brother".

She took a deep breath and then exhaled tremblingly in several breaths.

"Call brother quickly!"

"Good brother!" Wang Xifeng endured the humiliation and shame, her head was a little confused, but she heard a sound coming from above her head.

Is Qin asleep or not?

Wang Xifeng hugged Jia Rong tightly, trying to control Jia Rong and not let him move like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Jia Rong had also heard Keqing's voice just now, and when he thought he was about to be exposed, he heard Qin Keqing yawning in a daze.

Keqing asked softly, "Auntie, are you asleep? I seemed to hear some noise just now."

Wang Xifeng was almost frightened to death, her heart was tense, her mind was racing. She said hurriedly, "I felt a little itchy, so I just scratched it. Did it bother you?"

When Qin Keqing heard the word "itchy", she felt that the bad guy was doing something wrong, and she felt as if bugs were crawling all over her body.

"Perhaps it has been a long time since anyone has lived here, and the maids in the mansion neglected to take care of it, so the bed was covered with dust."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Xifeng quickly replied in a muffled voice, "That must be the case."

Jia Rong listened to the conversation between the two men and tried to suppress his laughter. They became more and more daring and the noise they made became more and more obvious.

Wang Xifeng endured for a long time, but a little sound still slipped out from time to time.

Uh-huh short sound.

The skin feels like it's on fire.

She hooked her hands around Jia Rong's neck like a pair of pliers, and bit his shoulder with a heart full of resentment and shame.

This bastard makes me embarrassed!

"Aunt? What are you doing?" Qin Keqing was also a little bad guy, and asked even though she knew the answer.

"There are bugs, ah~"

At this moment, Jia Rong couldn't help but smile and let out a breath of foul air.

Wang Xifeng's mind went blank and her whole body was stiff.

I thought in my mind: What a curse! Do you want me to lose all my face?

Crazy, crazy, really crazy!

Qin Keqing was also startled when she heard the noise, and she was troubled about how to respond. She was silent for a long time.

Sometimes silence is the best testimony.

Wang Xifeng knew that Qin Keqing had discovered it, but she was afraid that Qin would misunderstand her, so she snorted and cursed, "You little beast, go find your wife."

Jia Rong was still extremely excited, and perhaps it was due to the effect of Yin and Yang Can Tong Qi, but the little flame spinning in his body became even stronger.

Since Wang Xifeng has already said this, no one needs to pretend anymore. This time, there is no repression or restraint.

No matter how embarrassed Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing felt.

He became more and more proud.

Wang Xifeng was stunned for a moment, and saw the little rascal slip away in a flash. Then there was movement outside the green gauze cabinet again.

"Little bastard..."

The more Wang Xifeng thought about it, the angrier she became, and her mind was full of random thoughts.

Perhaps because the noise inside was too loud, Feng'er and Ruizhu outside finally couldn't hold back and came in with candles to illuminate their masters.

Qin Keqing is not much better!

Chapter 86: First recognize the relatives, then bury the person

Born in a bison's stomach, don't you feel tired at all?

Wang Xifeng gritted her teeth, wanting to curse but not having the strength. Her whole body was limp, and she couldn't muster any strength. The beads of sweat on her face and body seemed to be sprinkled with golden beads on her snow-white and smooth skin, shining brightly and colorfully under the candlelight.

She is more beautiful!

Qin Keqing beside her was the same, her hair was wet with sweat, and her fair cheeks were flushed. However, the hair on her forehead and temples looked like she had just washed her face, which gave her an indescribable charming charm.

The two women's soft and charming figures rose and fell with their breathing. Lying on the exquisite and luxurious quilt, they looked like a beautiful painting. They were more vivid than the painting. Perhaps even the top painters could not paint such a charming and seductive look, nor could they express such a decadent beauty.

Jia Rong forms the most exciting theme of the painting. The strong contrast has always had a huge impact.

The maids Feng'er and Ruizhu forgot what to do and just stood there watching.

I don’t know how long it took.

The only sound in the room was panting.

Jia Rong lay there, with an unknown plan in his eyes. Perhaps he was calculating, or fantasizing about what to try next.

Fantasy is always wild and bold. What is possible and what is impossible to achieve are all possible in the fantasy of the mind.

Is it Wang Xifeng and Ping Er, the master and servant? Is it Wang Xifeng and Youshi, or Qin Keqing and Youshi? Or is it Wang Xifeng and Xue Baochai, the sisters? Or Xue Baochai and...Aunt Xue?

The Red House is a really great place.

“This is a good place, too.”

It was already the morning of the second day. Jia Rong and Qin Keqing went to Youshi to pay their respects, but Youshi claimed to be ill, so Jia Rong was unable to see Youshi.

It has to be said that Jia Rong felt regretful.

Therefore, he got the news about the Shi brothers early in the morning, and led several housekeepers, attendants, and servants out of the Shenjing city to a suburb.

This is a farm of Ningguo Mansion, and one of the farms is a mass grave. The servants of the two mansions who are more respectable are buried here, and the three housekeepers of Ningguo Mansion who died in the government office today will also be buried here.

Jia Rong maintained his dignity as a master of Ningguo Mansion and saw the three off. He personally saw them buried in the mound, and although no tombstone was erected, he did burn some paper money in front of their graves.

He was feeling complicated at the moment.

As expected, low-level treasure chests could no longer hold good stuff. Three chests only yielded one hundred taels of meeting tickets, twenty portions of body-strengthening and energy-enhancing pastries, and ten portions of essence-replenishing and energy-enhancing pastries.

Lai Sheng and the others saw his expression and thought it was Master Xiao Rong who was expressing his feelings. He consoled them, "They have done it all themselves. It is a great favor for you to let them rest in peace."

"Really?" Jia Rong turned around, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "After all, we once worked together in Ning Mansion. You should also burn some incense."

Several housekeepers burned incense and looked at Jia Rong with increasingly different eyes.

Shi Maode said, "Master is kind and righteous. It is a blessing for our Ning Mansion and for us servants. There are so many mansions in Shenjing City. How many masters are in charge of these things? They will not come to the grave on purpose." He turned to the other housekeepers, servants, and servants and said, "Master is kind and benevolent. If such things happen in the mansion in the future, it will really hurt Master's heart. Not to mention Master, even we can't accept it."

The others all nodded in agreement.

Jia Rong was speechless. Damn, what a flatterer.

However, this was also the effect he wanted. He had to be strict in governing the government, but also show his benevolent side.

"Go back." He looked back and said, "The mansion has prepared Pu wine, rice dumplings and various dishes for the housekeepers."

In this feudal era, rewards and punishments are the same. Rewards must be received and punishments must be accepted. No slave will refuse the master's favor and reward. If there is, then this slave cannot stay for long.

Everyone smiled happily after hearing this.

Jia Rong was also laughing. "Yin Yang Can Tong Qi" is a good thing.

Not only did my legs not feel weak in the morning, but I actually gained something.

Today I felt completely different. I felt as if my body was full of strength, and even when I was riding on a tall horse, I felt the urge to gallop. This might be the result of last night's hard work.

When Jia Rong arrived at the farm, he asked people to give a lot of snacks and rice dumplings from the mansion to the tenants on the farm as a token of his consolation. He also asked about the spring ploughing on the farm this year, pretended to say some words of advice to the head tenant, and gave them some rewards before returning.

On the way back, I felt better.

I had no idea that Ningguo Mansion has so much land before, but now I can see with my own eyes that the entire vast area belongs to me.

This is Shenjing City, the capital of a country. Even if it is a suburb for another two hundred years, no one knows how much it is worth.

Thinking of this, he went to the clan fields, charity cemeteries, charity temples, charity factories, etc.

Now that he was the clan leader, he would have to take care of clan affairs in the future. The clan land of the Jia family had always been allocated to the poor clan members of the eight branches of the Shenjing for cultivation. If someone in the clan died of poverty and starvation, then he would not be qualified as the clan leader.

Of course, there are often conflicts in the clan, and there will always be clan members who quarrel over a piece of land. It is nothing more than why someone else gets fertile soil while their family gets thin land, or someone else's land is easy to irrigate while their family has difficulty in drawing water.

Water and land are not only conflicts within the tribe, but also conflicts between tribes. Fighting for water may even lead to hatred between two families.

It is said that the rice flowers are fragrant during the Dragon Boat Festival. The Dragon Boat Festival is the time for wheat harvest and also the time for rice flowering management.

Wheat harvest cannot tolerate waterlogging, but rice needs water when it blooms. Rice farmers will have conflicts with others at this time of year.

Jia Rong frowned as he looked at the commotion ahead. This area was all Jia's clan land, and those who could fight here were most likely relatives within the clan.

He called the Shi brothers and said, "Let's go to the front and see if any of the two relatives in the clan are fighting."

The Shi brothers were sharp-eyed and immediately found one of them familiar, as if it was Master Yun from the west corridor of Ningrong Street. When the eldest brother Shi Hui saw Master Yun being surrounded and beaten, he shouted that it was not good and quickly called a servant to rush over.

Jia Rong was stunned for a moment, and asked the housekeepers nearby: "Why did you bring weapons?"

Lai Sheng was an old man in both mansions. He used to be in charge of collecting rent for the Ningguo Mansion and knew many people outside. He explained, "Look, these two groups of people don't all look like they are from the same clan. The one who was beaten is Jia Yun from the west corridor, and the one standing outside looks like the owner of the enemy manor?"

Jia Yun?

Jia Rong had heard of this name before. He was a recent descendant of the Rongguo Mansion. He frowned and asked, "Enemy? Which enemy?"