Love in the Red Chamber

Chapter 145
Let's say that a few days ago, although Wang Xifeng had a short rest.She herself was dishonest, because when she took care of Ningguo, everyone knew her thoughtfulness.Mrs. Wang actually delegated the major events at the end of the year in Rongguo Mansion and let Wang Xifeng take care of them.

The two houses go back and forth to do business, and Sister Feng doesn't have time to eat and drink, and she can't sit and lie clean.She herself felt extremely fulfilled.

It wasn't until late at night that he wondered where Jia Lian and Lin Daiyu were.He also asked Ping'er to rub and massage her, which loosened her sore muscles and bones, and made a strange face with her two words.

This day was the night of the two days before Jia Zhen's funeral.

Ping'er beat Sister Feng's sore muscles and tired flesh.But Wang Xifeng couldn't exert any strength at all, so she told Ping'er to stay in the warm pavilion as usual, or press it carefully again at night.

"Little hooves are springing up? How dare you exert so much strength." Wang Xifeng cursed secretly, and his heart gradually became angry.

In the end, Ping'er didn't learn the kung fu of relaxing muscles and tendons from Qin Zhong. Even though Ping'er gave her massage for three days and two nights for more than a month, he still couldn't fully grasp the strength.

Perhaps it was because of the cold weather that he couldn't use it in the warm pavilion.

Ping'er had no choice but to sleep with Wang Xifeng in a hypocritical manner. Tonight, the master and servant took advantage of this to calculate a lot of accounts, which made Ping'er steadfastly give up on Wang Xifeng.

By the fourth watch, it was still pitch black outside.Ping'er was like a slippery loach, blushing quietly slipped out of the quilt, found the tube top and little coat hanging on Babu's bed, and then tiptoedly put it on carefully.Then put on jackets, long skirts, etc. one by one.

It was only in this way that Fang quietly left the inner bed, went to fetch hot water and came back alone.

It happened that Wang Xifeng suddenly woke up from the muddleheaded dream, and the master and servant looked at each other by the candlelight.

Sister Feng's ear turned red unexpectedly, and asked, "What day is it?"

Ping'er said in detail.

After hearing this, Wang Xifeng murmured lazily, "It's still early! I won't be able to sleep all night tomorrow, so I'll sleep for a while while I have free time today."

After hearing this, Ping'er didn't feel embarrassed, and then gently took off her clothes.Even the tube top and small clothes on her body were taken off, so as to warm up the incense pavilion for Wang Xifeng.After a while, the master and the servant really fell asleep, and they didn't wake up until dawn.

This day is the day before Jia Zhen's funeral.

The battle between the two prefectures was even more different than in the past. Relatives far and near gathered together, and Ningrong Street was also very lively.

Qin Zhong also came with Qin Ye on this day, and the father and son had another big banquet at Ningguo Mansion, and Fang left together.The father and son led the servants to find a seat outside Ningrong Street, and saw that there were wreaths and paper figures standing in front of and behind the shed, and the land for several miles was painted in silver and silver.

The Qin family had prepared offerings for the memorial service, all of them large and small, and the master Qin Ye was just relieved.

In the middle of the night, the two mansions of Ningrong and the back streets of Ningrong were lit up with lights and fires, guests were seen off and officials were greeted, it was very lively.At dawn, when the Buddhist music was sung, Qin Zhong followed Qin Ye into the Ningguo Mansion.

I saw that all the furnishings are in order, and the colors are dazzling.The filial son Jia Rong was in front of him, and he was very sad when he was mourned.

As the guest of the funeral official, Qin Zhong did not join Baoyu and others from the Rongguo Mansion.Not long after, he retreated into Ningrong Street with Qin Ye and waited.

Followed by the grandson of Zhen Guogong Niu Qing, the first-class Bo Niu Jizong, the grandson of Li Guogong Liu Biao, the first-class son Liu Fang, the grandson of Qi Guogong Chen Yi, the third-rank general Weizhen Chen Ruiwen, the grandson of the governor Ma Kui, the third-rank Weiyuan The general Ma Shang, the hereditary first-class son Hou Xiaokang, the grandson of Xiu Guogong Hou Xiaoming, the first-class Bo Shi Guangzhu, the first-class grandson of Shan Guogong Shi Xiang, and others.

These six families and the two families of Ning and Rong were called "Eight Gongs" at that time.

The rest include the grandson of the king of Nan'an, the grandson of the king of Xining, Shi Ding, the Marquis of Zhongjing, Jiang Zining, the second-class hereditary son of the Marquis of Pingyuan, Qi Jianhui, the second-class hereditary son of the Marquis of Xiangyang, Qiu Liang, the soldier of Wucheng, the grandson of the Marquis of Jingtian, and the second-class hereditary son of the Marquis of Dingcheng. Also Xie Kun, a guerrilla in the Beijing camp.

Qin Zhong also saw Han Qi, Feng Ziying, Wei Ruolan, Chen Yejun and many other princes and grandchildren whom he had seen on Jia Jing's birthday last time.

In such a situation, it's not easy to say hello too much.

Qin Zhong also felt that countless people were watching him.

what happened?These days, everyone doesn't stare at the filial son, why the hell is he looking at me?

Am I handsome? !
I am not from Ningguo Mansion, and I have nothing to do with Jia Zhen.

Damn, being watched by a crowd of mourners was... really weird.

Qin Zhong was a little hairy.The main reason is that several people's eyes were undisguised, which made him feel uncomfortable.There was even an illusion that he was not dressed properly, or that his etiquette was not standardized.

Just as he was thinking of hiding, he suddenly heard a loud gong sound in Ningguo Mansion, and there was also Buddhist and Taoist singing and harmony playing music.

Those people gradually withdrew their gazes one by one.

Qin Zhong also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.I thought to myself: If there is another occasion like this in the future, I must find a way to hide in a corner.

"Get on the horse!" Qin Ye suddenly said next to him.

Qin Zhong came to his senses and looked at the short-footed horse led by the servant of the Qin family in the cold weather.He took a deep breath, riding a horse in the cold weather, he felt like he was looking for death.I have to fall and be stepped on by the horse behind me. In a few days, someone else will eat my seat.

He regretted his life and asked Qin Ye: "Are there any more sedan chairs at home? I'll take the sedan chair too!"

Qin Ye's old face was frowning, and he said unkindly: "Which family do you think the young master rides in a sedan chair?"

Those guys next to him were indeed on horses one by one, and they were all fucking people who were not afraid of death.

Qin Zhong rolled his eyes, and saw that there was a carriage next to someone else's sedan chair.He asked again: "Has our family prepared a carriage?"

Qin Ye's brows became tighter, and he said angrily, "Your sister didn't come, why are you preparing the carriage?"

It's really not a coincidence, Qin Keqing didn't know what was going on, and she was not feeling well these two days.He didn't come here today, so the Qin family didn't have any female relatives, so the carriage wasn't ready either.

What the hell!
Who stipulated that men have to ride horses, can men not ride in carriages?This fucking cold weather, don't you know it's cold on horseback?

Qin Zhong sighed, looking at the more than ten large sedan chairs and thirty or forty small sedan chairs on Ningrong Street, and there were no less than a hundred cars, large and small, for the family.Not one of them is a safe haven for me!

Unwilling to give up, he stood on tiptoe and looked around, wanting to see if there was any familiar wife, such as Aunt Xue, Xue Baochai and the like.After a while, he laughed at himself again: This place is full of men, and the female relatives should have gotten into the sedan chair long before the men came out of Ningguo Mansion.

It would be great if I could snuggle into Aunt Xue's... carriage!

What a pity! What a pity!
He couldn't find a reason for this meeting. Seeing Qin Ye get into the small sedan chair, he could only pout his mouth and get on the horse with the help of the servant.

The cold wind was blowing, rushing straight to his face.

Qin Zhong rode a horse and followed the flow of people, all the way to the south.After walking not far in the cold wind, he felt his face was going to freeze off.

See also the colorful sheds on the side of the road in front, where banquets and banquets are set up, and music is played, all of which are road sacrifices: the first is the sacrificial shed of Dongping Wangfu, the second is the sacrificial shed of the king of Nan'an County, and the third is the sacrificial shed of Xining County. The king's sacrificial shed, the fourth one is the king's sacrificial shed in Beijing County.

It turns out that among the four kings, only the king of Beijing had the highest merit at that time, and his descendants still follow the king's rank today.

Suddenly, someone shouted in front of the King's sacrificial shed in Beijing County.

"Uncle Qin, the Second Master called you over!"

Qin Zhong's eyes searched for the sound, only to see that the person speaking was actually a familiar servant from the Rongguo Mansion.He hurriedly dismounted and asked, "What's the matter?"

The young servant slowly flattered and replied: "The elder master and the second master are stationed in front, talking to King Beijing. The prince suddenly talked about Uncle Qin, so the second master asked the younger one to call Uncle Qin over."

Beijing Jing Wang water soluble? !

Anyone who has seen A Dream of Red Mansions, no one can ignore Shui Rong!
Qin Zhong slowly pursed his lower lip, his gaze narrowed slightly.Ever since Jia Jing heard that King Shui Rong wanted to see him on Jia Jing's birthday last time, he went to inquire about the details of King Beijing.Specific things are naturally impossible to ask, but the general information is known to everyone in Shenjing.

It turns out that the current king of Beijing, Shui Rong, is still young, and he is described as beautiful and gentle.His father, the old prince, died in the desert. The current Beijing Palace has a high prestige in the court. The former Prince Yizhong and the current Prince Zhongshun have been courted many times.

Although he is less than 20 years old, he is known as a virtuous king both inside and outside the court.He was born with both talent and appearance, and he was unrestrained and unrestrained. Whenever he was not bound by the official customs and the state system, there were even rumors among the people.

The incumbent Prince of Beijing, Shui Rong, remembered the friendship of the "Four Kings and Eight Dukes" in the past, and shared the same difficulties and prosperity with Ningrong and Rongfu.

"Such a person, what do you see me doing?"

Qin Zhong really couldn't figure it out.But it was not good to be negligent, and asked the servant of Qin Mansion to lead the horse and wait on the spot, while he followed the servant of Rongguo Mansion to the king's sacrificial shed in Beijing County.

It didn't take a moment to see a precious sedan parked in front of the sacrificial shed from a distance.Jia Amnesty, Jia Zheng, Jia Baoyu and others all spoke in front of the sedan chair.

He also saw Baoyu holding hands with the people in the sedan chair, and he didn't know what they were doing.

It wasn't until he got closer that he could clearly see that the water-melting head in the sedan chair was wearing a pure white hairpin tassel and a silver-winged king hat, wearing a Jiangya seawater five-clawed dragon white python robe, and a jasper red belt.

"Prince Bei Jing is barely good looking, a little worse than me!" Qin Zhong murmured in his heart.

Only then did I realize that it was the king of Beijing, Shui Rong, who handed Jia Baoyu the rosary string.Baoyu got the string and sent it to Jia Zheng.

Qin Zhong went over at this time, pretending not to know the identity of the King of Beijing, and first saluted Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng.

Shui Rong, the king of Beijing in the sedan chair, looked at Qin Zhong carefully, and saw that he had a handsome, fair face and a tall figure.Shui Rong suddenly smiled and asked: "Is this the son of the Qin family? Sure enough, he is well-deserved, and he was born with a good looks. I didn't even think there was a great talent..."

Jia Zheng was busy with the introduction.

Qin Zhong was not in a hurry, and saluted respectfully.

Unexpectedly, Shui Rong hastily stretched out his hand from inside the sedan chair to hold her. "I heard that you accepted the government official's family as a relative, and we don't need that set of official customs, so get up and talk."

"..."

There is no topic between the two.It's just talking about age and reading, and I haven't read much.

Shui Rong's eyes didn't stop to look around, and after a few words, he said: "Although Xiao Wang is not talented, he is favored by many famous people in the sea and everyone who comes to the capital. Therefore, there are quite a few high-ranking people in the Han Dynasty. .Jingqing and Baoyu, in the future, you can often go to Handi for talks and conferences, and you can improve your knowledge day by day."

Qin Zhong listened and pondered carefully.

Jia Zheng hastily bowed and agreed.Jia Zheng and Shui Rong chattered for a while, and the king of Beijing, Shui Rong, just returned home.

Always feel wrong ah!
Qin Zhong watched King Jing's sedan chair go away, feeling indescribably complicated.Jia Zheng was so happy that he even looked at Qin Zhong differently.

[Jia Zheng's favorability degree +13, Yangshou increased by 13 days (current favorability degree: 53)]

Jia Zheng laughed happily and said: "Although you are appreciated by the prince, you must not be arrogant. In the future, if you find opportunities, you can go to the prince's mansion to get closer."

Not only Jia Zheng was delighted, but even Jia Amnesty next to him nodded in agreement.

[Jia Amnesty's favorability +5, Yangshou increased by 5 days (current favorability: 6)]

Jia Amnesty said again: "Zhong'er often comes to the mansion, but he doesn't come to talk to me. It can't be like this in the future."

Did Jia Amnesty take the wrong medicine?Must have taken the wrong medicine!

Qin Zhong couldn't think of anything to do with Jia Amnesty.Although Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng belonged to Jia She, Wang Xifeng lived in the compound.

What else is attractive in Jia Amnesty House?
Qin Zhong didn't refuse, instead, he showed a good face and nodded his head: "In the past, I didn't know the etiquette, and I was afraid of disturbing the peace of the elder, so I didn't go there. I will go there more often."

"Very good, very good." Jia She nodded with a smile.

Of course my kidneys are fine!
The corner of Qin Zhong's mouth twitched secretly and went back to the Qin family's carriage, and gently told Qin Ye what happened just now.

Qin Ye's old eyes are bright: "Ancestors have accumulated virtues, ancestors have accumulated virtues! When you go to the Beijing Palace in the future, you must be careful and obey, and don't annoy the prince."

[Qin Ye's favorability +1, Yangshou increased by 1 day (current favorability: 84)]

"..."

Qin Zhong replied humbly, sighing again in his heart.

Something is wrong with Beijing Jing Wang Shui Rong!

He really didn't want to go to Beijing Palace to get close to Shui Rong, even if all the suspicions were wrong, even if Shui Rong didn't have any factions fighting for power.

He really didn't want to get close to Shui Rong.

Scared, really scared!
Water-soluble and Baoyu are about the same.He can still deal with people like Baoyu.If it's water-soluble...what if it's too strong?
Qin Zhong secretly took a deep breath, only to feel a faint tightness behind him.

Scary, so fucking scary!When a man is outside, he must protect himself.must……

The helpless people followed the chariots and horses out of the city, and the elders and brothers of the Jia family in front also got on the horses and sedan chairs, and headed north all the way to the Iron Kan Temple.After a few more miles, Baoyu sent a servant to ask him to be a sharpshooter.

So I entered a gate on the side of the road and took a rest.

In the village, some family members drove out all the Zhuang Han.There are not many houses in that farmer's house, and the women have nowhere to escape, so they have to go.Those village girls and village women looked at Sister Feng, Baoyu, and Qin Zhong's characters, clothes, etiquette, and style with gossiping eyes.

There are also young girls crowded together in groups of three or four, pointing to Baoyu and Qin Zhong in secret, amazed and sighing.

Qin Zhong glanced at the girls and women in the village, feeling a little inexplicable in his heart.But seeing Baoyu's expression as usual, he didn't care.

For a while, Sister Feng entered the thatched cottage.

Zhong and Bao met the spinning wheel in the same room, and they were both surprised.As I was studying it, I saw a village girl about seventeen or eighteen years old running up and yelling, "Don't break it!"

　cough cough cough......

　　
　
(End of this chapter)