The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

Chapter 68: A Few Words that Explain a Childlike Innocence

Seeing a round thing fall out, Jia Baoyu's footsteps stopped and subconsciously looked at it.

When he saw a half-charred head “lying upwards” on the ground. In the broken neck full of grimy blood and carrion, a milky trachea was sticking out, gently swaying with the cold wind in early spring, as if waving to him!

Jia Baoyu's eyes immediately straightened, his gasp murmured a few times, and fell backward like a wooden stake. Behind him was the stone step, if he falls hard, he could even knock his brains out!

Fortunately, when Sun Shaozong saw the head fall to the ground, he knew it was bad. He hurried to the front and grabbed Jia Baoyu, which didn't made him fall into a bloody scene.

As soon as Jia Baoyu was helped up, he heard the muffled sound had turned into a disorderly biting sound. Sun Shaozong immediately tore off the sachet around his waist, pinched his mouth open, and forcibly stuffed the sachet in.

First, it was to prevent Jia Baoyu from biting his tongue, and second, the sachet was filled with refreshing traditional Chinese medicine, which was right for his symptoms at this time.

When he determined that Jia Baoyu would not be in danger for the time being, Sun Shaozong turned back and scolded, "What are you guys still standing there?! Hurry up and gather the body, and put it properly in the coffin!"

Several Yamen guards, like being pardoned, hurriedly picked up the head and stuffed it back into the quilt, carefully raised the board, and hurried down the steps.

At this time, Jia Lian finally dared to get close, watching Baoyu's limbs twitch and his eyes turn white. He immediately stamped his feet and shouted, "Baoyu?! Baoyu?! We told you not to show off, but you have to... Baoyu! At least open your eyes and answer me!"

After shouting for a while, he found that Sun Shaozong had been rubbing Baoyu's chest and philtrum, and couldn't help wondering, "Erlang, do you know medical skills?"

Of course, it couldn’t be considered a medical skill, but Sun Shaozong has been a criminal policeman for more than ten years, and he still knows some first-aid methods.

Not long after, he saw Jia Baoyu slowly turn awake under his rubbing, looking around blankly, but there was no slightest focus in his eyes.

Sun Shaozong hurriedly pulled the sachet out of his mouth, raised three fingers, and asked, "Tell me what number is this?!"

Baoyu stared at his fingers, stunned for a while, and his eyes gradually flashed some look. Weakly, he said, "Number three... Three fingers."

Sun Shaozong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, handed him over to Xing'er and Zhao'er, smiled, and explained, "Since you can recognize numbers, it shouldn't be a big deal. You can ask the doctor when you return to prescribe some herbs for tonifying Qi and calming nerves, leaving people around you day and night for serving and guarding purposes."

Jia Lian also put his heart back in his stomach. He thanked Sun Shaozong first, then pulled a straight face and told Long'er to go to Daxing County Yamen to borrow a carriage and escort Baoyu back to the mansion for health treatment and rest.

When Long'er borrowed the carriage, Jia Baoyu, who had recovered a little, refused to get on the carriage. He just said that he had boasted in front of his sisters that he would collect and bury “Intelligent Child” himself, otherwise, how would he dare to return to the mansion and face people?

Jia Lian said that he would take care of the funeral for him, but Jia Baoyu was still stubborn and refused, saying nonsense about "Never drag others down.” It made Jia Lian angry and stamped on his foot constantly, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Seeing that the two brothers were deadlocked in front of the County Yamen, which attracted more and more passers-by, Sun Shaozong sighed secretly and had to pick up on his smile again, "Since Brother Baoyu has bought the coffin and invited mourners, the Feng Shui Master, and the people who do religious services or rituals, hasn’t this funeral procedure been handled orderly? Why should the second brother take his credit?"

Jia Lian and Baoyu were stunned when they heard what he said, and they heard Sun Shaozong continue saying, "As the saying goes, “The rich men dare not sit right under the eaves,” as long as you can command the servants around you like an arm, whether you are personally attending in the leased farmstead with rental allocated for the relief of the needy or remotely arranging in Jia's Mansion, what's the difference? Brother Bao can just return to the mansion to recuperate at ease. Just instruct your people to look for you in the mansion if they have any difficulty for you to solve it."

With these words, Jia Baoyu took the initiative to take care of the funeral again, which made Baoyu a little excited.

It’s just that… He caused such a big embarrassment in public earlier. Nevertheless, he still felt a little embarrassed returning to his mansion now.

When Sun Shaozong was in a dilemma, he laughed and said, "In the past, I always felt that Brother Baoyu was weak and didn't seem to have a responsibility, but today's performance made me look at you differently. Normally, a teenager seeing a bloody head has to wet their shoes, but Brother Baoyu was just a little distracted, and still kept in mind the funeral of your friend, who was being affectionate, righteous, and responsible!"

With that, he stretched out his hand and patted Jia Baoyu on the shoulder. He said in a straight tone, "I won't say much about others. When you are well fed, you might as well come to my mansion and have a few drinks with me!"

Jia Baoyu was patted by him, and he immediately felt that his bones were lighter, and that his face had turned from pale to red. However, in addition to seven points of excitement, there were also three points of shame in the redness. Because although he didn't pee until his shoes, there was still a big pad of wetness in his cotton pants. It’s just that his bottoms were too thick to soak through for a moment.

However, Jia Baoyu would not take the initiative to disclose such shameful secrets.

Seeing that he bowed his hand, he also pretended to be heroic and said, "Since Second Brother Sun had invited me, how will I dare to refuse?!”

Tch!

It really depends on the word "coax" when dealing with naughty kids.

As long as one understands what was regarded as important to them, a stubborn donkey can also be fooled into a pug!

—Dividing Line—

He had sent Jia Baoyu, who constantly addressed him as “Second Brother Sun,” and seeing that it was getting late, Sun Shaozong hurried his horse back to his mansion.

When he was arriving near the Sun's Mansion, he saw a dozen servants waiting at the door. Seeing him ride back, they all shouted with joy, "The Second Master is back!"

"The Second Master came back in his bullfighting suit!"

"Second Master..."

Another person picked up a firecracker with a pole and set it off, crackling in the middle of the street. Looking at the long, endless string, he didn’t know how many firecrackers were connected in one place.

This was not a surprise expectation of Sun Shaozong, as the "bullfighting suit" could not be granted easily in a year. It was an exception to give him, a six-grade Assistant Prefectural Magistrate this time. With his big brother's temperament, it will be strange if he didn’t celebrate it for once.

When he got off the horse, another batch of servants came forward to congratulate him.

Sun Shaozong only chose the dignified one to respond a little, and then went straight into the mansion.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he heard a burst of laughter from inside. He then saw Sun Shaozu happily welcome him, took him in his arms, patted his back, and said proudly, "My good brother, you have made me proud today!"

With that, he took two steps back, looked up and down at Sun Shaozong for a while, and said, "It's really the saying, “Clothes make the man. The Buddha by Gold.” When the task of the three-grade commander is completed, I can also get such a suit to wear!"

His words reminded Sun Shaozong of his worries.

To up his rank recently, his big brother has become a fortune god spreading money all over the street. The money usage that Sun Shaozong knows costs no less than 30,000 or 40,000 silver taels!

But he’s just a broken settlement that had just been granted the rank of nobility halfway. Where did he get these many family properties?!

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