The Red Chamber: Starting from Saving Xue Baochai

Chapter 132: Not for Outsiders to Know

After having dinner together, Daiyu, Xiangyun and others left, and Qiu'er also returned to Huifang Garden.

The bathtub is so small that it is indeed inconvenient to move around. Besides, staying in water for a long time is not good for Baochai's health. It would be better to lie on the spacious couch.

I am thinking of making a bigger bathtub in the future that can accommodate three or five people so that we can bathe more freely.

The two of them dried themselves, put on thin shirts, went into the inner room, and hugged each other on the bed while talking slowly.

It was a midsummer night, and two white jade rabbits hung high in the sky, looking particularly round.

"Next, the glass mirror business will be promoted to other provinces. I plan to let Tianyuan Trading Company do it." While Shen Yuan was speaking, he was already grasping the bright moon and picking stars in his hands, sometimes tightening and sometimes loosening, with a perfect balance of tension and relaxation.

"Husband..." Baochai said coquettishly, trembling slightly, "Husband, just make your decision."

Baochai knew that the owner of Tianyuan Trading Company was the fourth prince of the Zhou Dynasty, and that he had the emperor behind him, so she could guess some of her husband's thoughts.

Shen Yuan flicked his fingertips, and saw pink stars moving. He explained in a gentle voice: "Tianyuan Commercial Bank's business network is spread all over the Great Zhou, and it is convenient and fast to promote it. If we start from scratch and establish channels in various provinces, prefectures, and counties, I am afraid it will be difficult to succeed in three to five years."

Given the transportation infrastructure of this era, it is indeed quite difficult to build such a huge system, and there are bound to be many difficulties and obstacles.

"Hmm." Baochai hummed in a sweet voice, her breath already as sweet as orchid. Her husband was becoming more and more clever and versatile.

Shen Yuan stroked and caressed her, looking tenderly at his blushing wife in his arms, looking into her beautiful almond eyes, and said softly, "In this case, Madam, you don't have to work too hard."

As he spoke, he moved his other hand downwards and continued, "The business in Shenjing is enough to make you rich."

"The glass mirror business alone can bring in hundreds of thousands of taels of profit." Shen Yuan had already crossed the forest and reached into the abyss, whispering, "The soap business can also be slowly expanded."

They are indeed not short of money now, and every business in the future is a treasure trove. Compared with wealth, real power is more useful.

"Hmm." Baochai lay diagonally in her husband's arms. Her round and straight legs couldn't help but tense up a little. She bit the corner of her lips lightly and hummed in response from her nose.

Seeing that his wife didn't reply much, Shen Yuan bent and straightened his knuckles from time to time, and said to himself: "These things are not urgent, prepare slowly."

As the beauty trembled slightly, Shen Yuan withdrew his hand, looked at her red cheeks, and said softly: "Sister, you must be thirsty, right?"

Without waiting for the beauty to respond, he turned to Ying'er who was standing beside the bed and said, "Go get a glass of water."

Ying'er had also finished bathing and was waiting in the inner room to serve, pouring tea and water, tidying up the bedding, and wiping the girl's body. These kinds of things still needed to be done by her as a close friend.

"Oh." Ying'er responded and went to the table to pour tea. In fact, this girl felt a little dry in the mouth after watching the brother-in-law beating the girl.

"Son-in-law." Ying'er handed the teacup to Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan raised his hand to take it, but was stunned. Under the light, he could clearly see the white silk thread between his middle finger and index finger.

He suppressed his distracting thoughts and restlessness, and brought the teacup to Baochai's lips. The beautiful woman licked the rim of the cup and sipped it slowly. She was really thirsty.

While Baochai was drinking tea, she saw Shen Yuan's hand holding the teacup with his fingertips slightly separated, and the connection between them was clearly visible.

Baochai:"."

Is her husband making fun of her?

But it was obviously because of her husband that she...
Baochai turned her head and gave her husband a shy and angry look.

For some reason, Shen Yuan particularly liked seeing Baochai, who was usually dignified and gentle, showing this shy and angry look. He felt something in his mind again, and with a slight smile on his lips, he gave his wife a gentle smile.

When Baochai saw Shen Yuan's expression, she guessed that her husband was up to something bad again. When she turned around and looked at the teacup again, she was stunned.

But Shen Yuan actually put his fingertips into the tea, and the white silk thread spread out in the tea.

"Husband!" Baochai's tone was filled with some shame and anger.

Does the husband want her to drink his own?
Shen Yuan actually just wanted to amuse his wife, and did not want Baochai to drink it, so he said, "Ying'er, go get me a cup of tea."

Before he could finish his words, he saw an unexpected scene.

Baochai was clearly annoyed just now, but now she was holding the rim of the cup again and drinking the remaining tea, not stopping until she had finished it.

Shen Yuan was stunned for a moment, and watched his wife's actions from the back. Her beautiful profile was already bright red as if bleeding.

Obviously, Baochai was extremely embarrassed, but for some reason, she still drank the cup of tea stained with silk.

Perhaps she loved Shen Yuan to the core and was willing to do anything for her husband, even though it was so shameful just now, she was happy to do it.

Looking at the treasure girl in his arms, Shen Yuan could no longer control himself. He handed the teacup in his hand to Ying'er, turned Baochai around, hugged her and kissed her.

Then he buried his head in the snow, searching for the golden lock. After a long time, the beauty emerged.

"A few days ago, I happened to meet my elder sister in the palace." Shen Yuan said, stroking her round and soft white breasts.

puff.

"Hmm?" Baochai's voice trembled a little, feeling full and fulfilled.

"I told Big Sister what I said to Madam that day." Shen Yuan spoke rhythmically, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, "I also asked Big Sister what she thought."

"What do you say, elder sister?" Baochai said softly, her tone intermittent.

"Big sister should want to leave the palace, but she has some obsessions in her heart that she hasn't let go of yet. After a few more days, maybe she will be able to figure it out."

In fact, there was nothing that Yuanchun couldn't figure out. Not to mention that her chances in the deep palace were slim, she actually had no chance at all. Besides, the girl's original intention was not there, so there was no reason for her to continue wasting her years in the deep palace.

Baochai felt the rhythm behind her, and tried her best to keep herself clear-headed. She whispered, "Will the emperor agree to let my elder sister leave the palace? And there is Concubine Wu."

Shen Yuan patted Bai Yuan gently and said, "The emperor has no intention of taking a concubine, so he should agree. It can be considered a favor. As for Concubine Wu, even if she has any ideas, she will not go against the will of His Majesty."

He did not know Concubine Wu, nor did he know what Concubine Wu's plans were in this matter, but as long as Emperor Yuanzhen agreed, nothing else would be an obstacle.

If there is any obstacle, the only one is the hurdle in Yuanchun's own heart.

He had said everything he should have said that day. If Yuanchun still couldn't figure out the situation, then Shen Yuan felt there was no need to help.

"Hmm." Baochai couldn't help but moan a few times. She also hoped that her elder cousin could escape her miserable fate and find her own happiness like her.

Half an hour later, accompanied by a long jade-like chant, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

Ying'er, who was standing beside the bed, watched the whole process. Although it was not the first time she saw it, her heart was beating fast.

Her cheeks were already flushed, her head was in a daze, and her round, jade-like legs were tightly closed under her skirt and trembling constantly.

"Ying'er, get the towel and help the lady wipe her body." Ying'er came back to her senses when she heard her son-in-law calling her. She responded and went behind the screen to get the towel.

As soon as I moved a step, I felt a strange surge, and the invisible place was clearly a countercurrent forming a river.

After a while, Ying'er took the towel and slowly wiped the girl's rosy skin.

Smelling that familiar scent, her body felt a little hot.

After a while, Ying'er helped Baochai wipe it clean. When the little girl turned around, she met the gentle eyes of her brother-in-law and trembled again.

Shen Yuan looked at Ying'er who had been busy just now, and saw that the little girl's hair on her forehead was a little messy, so he reached out to smooth it for her, and then stroked her bangs.

Ying'er seemed to feel Shen Yuan patting her head, and thought she got a hint from her brother-in-law, and she leaned over to kiss Long.

Shen Yuan: “.”

When he felt a warm sensation, he realized what had happened.

Baochai, who was lying quietly on the side resting, was struck by lightning when she saw this scene.

How could Ying'er be like this?

There is clearly her
All this completely shattered Baochai's cognition, and she was so shocked that she could hardly suppress her trembling!
The Jade Rabbit sets in the west and the Golden Crow rises in the east, and before you know it, a night has passed.

The next day, early in the morning, at Shen's Mansion.

The morning light shines on the leaves of the locust trees in the yard. Occasionally a few drops of dew fall and hit the lawn, bursting into a small piece of bright light.

In the backyard room, Shen Yuan looked at the two beauties on his left and right.

On the right side, Baochai’s graceful and serene face seems to still have a lingering charm around her eyebrows and eyes, which makes her stunning appearance even more striking.

On the left, Ying'er's face is as delicate as a pear blossom, and there is still a hint of infatuation in her sleep. Her youthful appearance is accompanied by a coquettish look. This contrast makes her worthy of being called a beauty.

Last night he truly experienced what it meant to sleep in the same bed with someone else, and the feeling was indescribable to outsiders.

With the beauty in his arms, Shen Yuan kissed the nose and lips of his wife and concubine one after another, and suddenly he felt like waking up in the morning.

Two "moans" sounded at the same time, and Baochai and Ying'er both woke up. They opened their eyes and looked at the young man in the middle at the same time, their hearts feeling a little shy and timid.

Shen Yuan held the white rabbit in his hands and whispered, "Wake up, I should get up now, you can rest for a while."

Ying'er's pretty face flushed again, and she said quickly, "I'll help you change your clothes."

Having said that, Ying'er sat up, got off the bed and went to get clothes for Shen Yuan.

Just as she was about to help Shen Yuan get dressed and lifted the quilt, she saw his bulging veins and was stunned.

"What is this girl in a daze about?"

"Sir, do you want it?"

"I have to go to the military camp later." Shen Yuan shook his head and smiled, took the clothes from Ying'er's hands and put them on himself.

He felt that if he hesitated for a moment, Ying'er would lean over and hold his dragon in her mouth without hesitation, and he didn't know how long this would end.

"Oh." When Ying'er saw that her son-in-law was already dressed neatly, she gave up her little thoughts and went to help the girl get dressed.

Baochai put on her clothes shyly, the shocking scene of yesterday constantly appearing in her mind. Ying'er and her husband were too naughty.

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly realized that Ying'er in that scene had become myself, and I didn't know what it felt like to be so hesitant.

this.
Baochai hurriedly dispelled these images. Why did she think about these things?
After a simple breakfast, Shen Yuan left the Shen Mansion and rode towards the southern suburbs.

New Army Guard Battalion.

Early this morning, a group of uninvited guests came to the camp. More than a dozen riders came from the Beijing Camp, and under the order of Wang Ziteng, the governor of the Beijing Camp, they came to the New Army Guard Camp to observe the training of the New Army.

Although they said they were here to observe, this group of people had a strong attitude, as if they were inspecting their own soldiers.

"Let the new army guards practice all the exercises according to your new army drill manual." The person who spoke was Wu Peng, a close confidant of Wang Ziteng.

This man was a lieutenant general of the third rank, directly under the command of the governor. He was very good at currying favor with Wang Ziteng and was highly regarded.

In his opinion, his rank was the same as that of the New Army Guard Commander Shen Yuan, and he came to observe on behalf of the commander-in-chief, so naturally he did not need to take the New Army Guard soldiers seriously.

Faced with Wu Peng's aggressive attitude, Jiang Fan, Liu Xianglian, Zhao Huan and other generals were angry and dissatisfied. Jiang Fan was about to speak angrily, but was dissuaded by Feng Ziying, who patted him on the shoulder.

Since Shen Yuan was not around, they didn't want to offend the person in front of them too much. After all, this person represented the Beijing Camp. Although the New Army Guard had no subordinate relationship with the Beijing Camp, the Beijing Camp was a behemoth with 200,000 people after all. What's more, Shen Yuan and Wang Ziteng had the relationship of uncle and son-in-law.

Feng Ziying looked at Wu Peng, neither humble nor arrogant, and said seriously: "The training of the new army guards has always had its own arrangements. Besides, this new army drill cannot be completed in one day. Why don't you observe it slowly, General Wu?"

This statement does not mean to be tit-for-tat, but the attitude is also very clear. If you are willing to observe, you have to be patient. If you don't have patience, you can leave. The New Army Guards will not be able to cater to your requirements. Even if you represent the Beijing Camp, you do not have this power.

Since its establishment, the New Army Guard has obeyed Shen Yuan and been loyal to the emperor. It is not up to others to make comments.

"I don't have that much time, and the commander doesn't have that much patience either." Wu Peng glanced at Feng Ziying and the others, his tone still full of arrogance, and said indifferently: "Just follow my orders."

The twelve battalions of the Beijing Camp had a total of 200,000 soldiers, while the New Army Guards had only 5,000 people, less than one-third of any other battalion. From his point of view, he had the confidence to look down on the New Army Guards.

But he didn't know that the soldiers of the New Army looked down on these mediocre people in the Beijing Camp.

Facing Wu Peng's contempt, Jiang Fan couldn't help but stepped forward and refuted: "Follow orders? Whose orders?"

Wu Peng was obviously a little displeased, his brows knitted together, and he said in a deep voice: "Of course it is the order of General Wang Jie of the Beijing Camp."

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Yuan was the nephew-in-law of Marshal Wang Jie, and that the young man had some reputation, he would have exploded long ago. How could this group of people have the confidence to refute him?
Feng Ziying did not give in any more and said logically, "General Wu's order may have been given to the wrong person. Can't the Beijing Camp control our New Army Guards?"

Seeing Feng Ziying's attitude change, Wu Peng got angry and shouted, "Even if Shen Yuan was here, he wouldn't dare to say this. Who do you think you are? You are shameless and dare to disrespect your superiors and openly ignore Marshal Wang Jie. Do you take the Beijing Camp seriously? Do you take the court seriously?"

"Stop putting accusations on me. Do you think you can represent the imperial court? You are just a bully!" Jiang Fan got angry.

Seeing this, the soldiers of the New Army also gathered around.

Wu Peng saw that more than a dozen of his men were gradually surrounded by the new army guards. He was shocked and angry. He drew the sword at his waist and shouted loudly: "You want to rebel?"

At this moment, the sound of a horse neighing was heard, followed by a cold voice.

"Who gave you the courage to draw your sword here?"

(End of this chapter)