HLnovel Chapter 33 Will the outcome change if I don't become a monk?
Chapter 33 Will the outcome change if I don't become a monk?
Jia Daishan quickly went up and pulled Jia Daihua aside, saying:
"Brother, calm down. What does Jing'er know now? Are you really going to kill him?"
Looking at Jia Jing, whose face was filled with fear and confusion, Jia Daihua thought of his deceased wife and couldn't help but cry again, patting his chest and saying:
"It's my fault, it's all my fault. I didn't teach them well. God, whatever you want, take it out on me!"
Seeing his usually stern father weeping in pain, Jia Jing knelt down and crawled to Jia Daihua, hugging his father's legs and crying as well:
"Father, it's all my fault, I only beg you to take care of yourself!"
Jia Daishan felt distressed. Thinking about the final fate of the Ningguo Mansion, he figured the Chinese mansion wouldn't fare any better.
But seeing his usually fearless older brother crying like this, he could only try to comfort him first:
“Brother, I know you are in pain, and it’s good to vent. But now that we know the outcome, we should make changes as soon as possible.”
After spitting out blood and crying again, Jia Daihua finally felt much of the pent-up emotions dissipate. Looking at his son, who was clinging to his leg and sobbing uncontrollably, he kicked him and said:
"You don't need to put on any act, your old man isn't dead yet!"
Seeing Jia Daihua's condition, Jia Daishan knew that Jia Daihua had recovered temporarily, so he quickly poured him another cup of tea.
Jia Daihua finished his drink in a few gulps, suppressing the metallic taste of blood in his throat, and sighed.
Seeing that his elder brother had drunk tea, Jia Daishan quickly pulled Jia Jing up, urging him to get up as well.
Jia Jing dared not get up, and looked up at Jia Daihua.
Jia Daihua waved his hand impatiently and said, "Aren't you going to get up and wait for your uncle to come and pull you up?"
Jia Jing quickly stood up, supporting himself with his hands. He now roughly understood that Hu'er must have mentioned the Rongguo Mansion in her mind again. He wanted to ask her about it, but looking at his father, he didn't dare to ask.
Jia Daihua said:
"I can't bring myself to say that anymore, so let your uncle tell you."
Jia Daishan sighed and told Jia Jing what he had heard about what happened later.
Upon hearing this, Jia Jing was so shocked he almost fainted. He could understand his father's feelings; he too had the urge to kill Jia Zhen beforehand! He had originally thought it was just the loss of his title, but now, hearing that the Ningguo Mansion had fallen into such a state of chaos, with only two stone lions remaining clean, he wondered what kind of state it must have been to earn such a reputation!
Seeing that his face was flushed and he was swaying as if he were about to collapse, Jia Daishan quickly pulled him into a chair and made him sit down, saying, "Jing'er, things will happen again, there's still time."
Jia Jing's mind was buzzing, and his vision seemed to be blurring. He stared blankly at Jia Daihua, then suddenly stood up and knelt before Jia Daihua, his voice trembling as if dripping with blood:
"It's all the son's fault that his son is unfilial!"
It is a grave mistake for a son to become a monk and neglect his family.
To give birth but not raise, to teach but not strictly, this is the second biggest mistake.
The third major mistake is that the head of the Jia family fails to take responsibility.
If a son fails to be filial to his superiors and fails to educate his inferiors, even if his father were to beat him to death right now, the son would never dare to utter a word against him.
After saying this, Jia Jing kowtowed three more times forcefully, and blood immediately flowed from his head.
Jia Daihua stared coldly for a while, then finally sighed and said firmly:
"You can talk a good game, but you do nothing right. I'd like to beat you to death right now to eliminate any future trouble, but Zhen'er is still so young, what does she know?"
"That's how I raised you. Now you're still not using your brain? Think about what to do next. Do you think killing you now will change everything? You think you can just die and be done with it? You're dreaming!"
Hearing his father's firm words, which didn't seem to express much blame, Jia Jing felt even more ashamed.
Jia Daihua watched the blood flowing down his head and cursed:
"Hurry up and deal with it yourself! If I die, you'll leave Ningguo with this kind of reputation. I'm not dead yet, do you want me to be known as a tyrant who forced his own son to his death?!"
Jia Daishan looked at his elder brother, who was scolding him but whose eyes showed some concern, and felt relieved. He knew that his elder brother was never one to dwell on things. He tore off the curtain next to him and went to help Jia Jing treat his wound. Fortunately, the injury was not deep.
Jia Daihua suppressed his inner turmoil and said:
“I said our Jia family is a family of meritorious service, how come we ended up losing our titles? I thought it was because we were involved in the struggle for the throne, but who would have thought that the problem came from within.”
Jia Daishan said:
"His family often starts to fall apart from the inside out, and that's when the real collapse begins."
Jia Daihua thought to himself that he and his wife had a good relationship, and since she had no children and he was getting old, he had no intention of remarrying. At that time, his daughter-in-law had already entered the family and was a good housekeeper; logically, she shouldn't have turned out so badly.
Judging from the words that Jia Zhen is all-powerful and no one dares to interfere, his daughter-in-law is not expected to live a long life, and his son is unlikely to remarry. He must quickly send the imperial physician to give his daughter-in-law a thorough examination.
Jia Jing was still dizzy, but he still said:
"Son, if you say you will never become a monk, will that change the original outcome?"