dream of red mansion

Chapter 225
In the evening, after attending the Luming Banquet hosted by the governor of Zhili, Jia Qing returned to Yipintang.

"Master, you are back. How is today's banquet?"

Xie Luan and Pei Feng asked curiously while undressing Jia Qing.

Jia Qing smiled and said: "What can I do? It's very boring. It's more interesting to make rouge paste with you."

Pei Feng said: "Second Master is talking nonsense, it's a gathering of your masters. Second Master, you are No.3 again, the banquet must be very beautiful, how can it be boring?"

Jia Qing smiled: "It's just a group of people, you praise me, I flatter you, what's the point?"

Indeed, the Luming Banquet is just a Zhuang Xing Banquet.None of the same examiners and chief examiners of the township examination came.These few people are the people who every new recruit will come to visit in person tomorrow.

Seeing that Jia Qing didn't want to talk more about the Luming Banquet, Xie Luan said: "There is something I want to tell Second Master."

"what's up?"

"Earlier, Mrs. Zhou in the West Mansion came to spread the word that the day after tomorrow would be the Mid-Autumn Festival. The old ladies and ladies in the west were going to surround the screen to guess lantern riddles, and asked Second Master to join you.

Also, don't forget the prepared lantern riddles and lottery. "

Jia Qing smiled, this could be regarded as a manifestation of his real status in Jia's mansion.

In the past, Jia Qing had bumped into Jia Mu's banquets by himself.There may be no reason to send someone to invite them in advance.

Didn't Jia's mother and others know that Jia Qing was very proficient in writing and ink?Obviously not, it's just because he is a concubine and he is from the next house.

I like it, but I can't pay much attention to it.

It's different now.

Ningguo Mansion will be the future head of the family, this status is enough to attract enough attention.

Of course, this point certainly did not arouse Jia Qing's excitement. Nowadays, it is less and less that he needs to look at people's faces to survive.Mentality, of course, is no longer what it used to be.

After Xie Luan and the other two changed Jia Qing's usual attire, Jia Qing suddenly said: "You don't have to wait for me tonight, I still have something to go to find Brother Bao in the mansion over there, it may take a long time, so I won't come here gone."

Xie Luan said suspiciously: "It's already so late, it's not too late for the second master to go tomorrow if something matters, why are you rushing over at this time?"

Peifeng's mouth also pouted.

Jia Qing didn't change his face and said: "It's not because of what happened yesterday, Second Brother Bao might be angry with me. But he was drunk at the time, so he didn't have time to explain to him.

If the case is not resolved today, it may become an iron case.

It may be difficult to reconcile in the future. "

Xie Luan still doesn't believe it.When did Second Master care so much about Xibian Bao Second Master?
However, it is not good to say more.He also asked if he needed someone to follow him, but Jia Qing also refused.
After Jia Qing left, Xie Luan asked Pei Feng, "You said that the second master really went there to annoy the second master Bao?"

Pei Feng said: "It's strange to believe him, he must have gone to find Qingwen's little hoof!"

After hearing this, Xie Luan silently turned around and did her own thing...

As Pei Feng said.

How could it be possible for Jia Qing to come here just for Jia Baoyu's affairs?Firstly, he didn't care about Jia Baoyu's feelings, and secondly, it was impossible for Jia Baoyu to have any resentment towards him because of such a matter.

All because of Qingwen.

It was only conquered with sweet words this morning, but it disappeared at night, so it's hard to say.

Therefore, he made a special trip to comfort Qingwen.

Because the sky was not too dark yet, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and there was still moonlight shining on the road, Jia Qingjiu walked into the Rongguo Mansion without carrying anything like a lantern.

Near the East Courtyard, Jia Qing decided to go to the side courtyard from the path.

"The Master said: Learning and practicing it from time to time, isn't it easy to talk about it? Isn't it a pleasure to have friends come from afar? People don't know it."

Passing by the side of Li Wan's yard, separated by a few pear trees, I saw a small figure sitting alone by the window, reading the "Xue Er" chapter of "The Analects of Confucius" over and over again.

Jia Qing stopped and looked at it for a while, then shook his head and sighed: Jia Lan is only so old, but Li Wan is so constrained to study, no wonder he will become lonely and unapproachable in the future.

He has a noble status, but he doesn't get the favor that Jia's mother and Mrs. Wang deserve, and almost every appearance is always accompanied by Jia Huan...

You know, Jia Lan is the great-grandson of the eldest son of the Rongguo Mansion who studies hard, is obedient, and sensible!
Doesn't it meet the requirements of "Pearl in the Palm"?Is it just because of the absurd notion that he is an unlucky person because he lost his father when he was young?

It's really hard to explain clearly the grievances and grievances of the big family.

I walked into the side courtyard with emotion.With his eyes, Hui Xiang, who saw him, silenced, and then Jia Qing quietly walked into the bedroom.

Under the dim candlelight in the bedroom, Qingwen, with a handsome face and a coquettish figure, was wearing a red dress and was holding an embroidered bandage. She was in a daze, completely unaware that Jia Qing had walked in.

"Ugh."

After a long time, Qingwen sighed slightly, then lowered her head and continued to embroider the unfinished handkerchief in her hand.

Jia Qing saw from a distance that she should embroider a mandarin duck on it.

"Why are you sighing?"

Jia Qing asked softly, but it sounded like a fairy voice, falling on Qingwen's heart, causing her to raise her head suddenly.

"Second Master!"

She exclaimed inexplicably.

Jia Qing walked over, looked at the unfinished work in her hands again, and said, "What are you embroidering?"

Qingwen blushed slightly, hurriedly hid the things in her hands behind her back, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a handkerchief."

Jia Qing stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Qingwen's face, while the other party was retreating, she smiled and said:

"What's so embarrassing about it? You think I don't recognize it? It's just a duck. I've seen it before. You still keep it from me!"

Qingwen said angrily: "Nonsense, what I embroidered is obviously a mandarin duck. Look, how does this look like a duck?"

As he said that, he took the initiative to take out the things in his hand, and asked Jia Qing to verify.It wasn't until he saw the more intense smile on Jia Qing's face that he realized that he had been teased again.

His face was blushing, and he was about to stand up and stop talking to Jia Qing.

He was pushed back by Jia Qing again.

"Okay, okay, I'm teasing you, are you really angry?
However, your embroidering of this painting is indeed wrong. "

Qingwen has always been very confident in her female workers, so she doesn't believe Jia Qing's words.Hearing the words, he asked back: "Second Master is talking about it, what's wrong?"

"One is missing." Jia Qing said seriously.

"One is missing?" Qingwen was puzzled at first, and then realized that Jia Qing was molesting her again, her face was ashamed and angry, but her heart was a little moved.

Second Master meant that he was missing...

Jia continued: "It is said that mandarin ducks live together, and your lonely one is on it, isn't it lonely?

If we add another one, let them form a pair and have a companion together, so it won't look desolate, will it?
Quick, do as I say! "

Qingwen hesitated when she heard the words.Looking at Jia Qing's encouraging expression, his heart was sweet again.

She could understand what Jia Qing meant, but she was a little shy.However, after all, he was not a shy person, so he slowly picked up the stretcher and embroidery needles that were put aside, and under Jia Qing's watchful eye, he gently dropped the stitches next to the original mandarin duck pattern...

(End of this chapter)