After the rebellion was successful, I realized that this place was the Red Mansion

Chapter 99 Daiyu's Dream Lover

Wang Xifeng said goodbye to Daiyu and went to Yihong Courtyard. She asked Xiren to bring the things Baoyu wanted, and then went to the government to withdraw three hundred taels of silver.

He returned to the second gate and handed it over to Jia Lian who was waiting.

Glancing at him, he said, "You are not allowed to take a penny of this money. Give it all to Baoyu!"

Jia Lian quickly agreed.

How could Wang Xifeng not see his intention? She said bitterly, "Sister Lin shed blood for this silver. If you dare to take it away, you are worse than a wolf and a dog. You are a black-hearted turtle!"

Jia Lian was stunned. "Why would Sister Lin vomit blood?"

Wang Xifeng didn't answer. Jia Lian hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll give Baoyu a hundred taels first. I'll keep the rest for him and give it back to him when he's done. After all, this money will be used for him."

Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes and left without saying goodbye to him.

Many days later, Jia Lian saw her rolling her eyes again and was stunned. How come he didn't know that his wife was so charming when she did this?

Ping'er had not yet left when she asked him, "Second Master, did Baoyu really ask Miss Lin to go and beg the Emperor?"

"How could it be false?"

Jia Lian came to his senses and took a picture of the package and the silver wrapped in paper.

Ping'er understood that Mr. Bao's several calls for people to come back to get things were actually asking Miss Lin to ask the emperor for mercy.

"Everyone has their own difficulties... Well, I have to go back and take care of Grandma. Take care, Second Master!"

Ping'er glanced at him and went back.

Jia Lian looked at her graceful back and thought to himself that all the women in the two mansions were taken into the palace. Not only Baoyu's Lin Daiyu, but even his wives and concubines could not be saved.

He shook his head, took his things and left.

……

Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Daiyu lay on the bed with her eyes closed. Her frail body was wrapped in a red silk quilt. She lay motionless on the bed, as if she had ascended to heaven and passed away. It was heartbreaking to watch her.

"Miss." Zijuan brought the medicine and advised her, "Second Master Bao is outside the city now, so it's hard for news to get in. There's a chance of misunderstandings or misinformation. When Second Master was in Yihong Courtyard, you and he often got into arguments over misunderstandings, let alone now?"

Daiyu slowly opened her eyes and sat up with the help of Zijuan.

"I just hate that he doesn't keep his word. Before Prince Qian came to the capital, he said that even if his property was confiscated, he would be forced to work in the fields like a commoner, and told me to stay home and weave cloth... Now I see, how could he possibly work in the fields? He was just trying to fool me."

Zijuan knew that the girl was worried that after her house was confiscated, she and Master Bao would both be commoners in the future and would no longer have the luxurious life they had before.

Originally, they had thought of a life where men farmed and women wove, but Master Bao couldn't stand the hardship, so he completely gave up the idea.

Master Bao had only read miscellaneous books before, so it was not possible for him to teach other people's children. To be an accountant, he had to ask others for help and find connections. Zijuan couldn't think of what Master Bao could do to make money to support his family.

But now it’s not his business, it’s the girl’s business.

Zijuan smiled and advised, "Second Master is the son of the Duke's family. He has been spoiled since he was a child. He has eight maids serving him in the house. How can he get used to working when his house is suddenly raided? After three to five months, he will slowly learn how to do it."

The room fell silent.

After a while, Daiyu said quietly, "I gave him three hundred taels this time, but how can I return it to Prince Qian?"

There is silver in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but it all belongs to the emperor.

Zijuan was in a dilemma for a moment. She didn't want to owe money to Prince Qian Chuyan, but Master Bao needed money, and she was the only one who could give him the money.

"Sister Lin!"

At this time, Shi Xiangyun ran in from outside panting. After seeing that she was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Zijuan asked in surprise, "What happened to Miss Yun?"

Xiangyun sat down on Daiyu's bed and looked at her carefully for a while before saying:

"Just now I heard Sister Feng say that you were so sick you vomited blood. I remembered the poem he recited, and I was so anxious I rushed over to see you... Sister Lin, are you feeling better? Don't be afraid to bother. I'll send Cuilu to the second gate to ask the eunuch to call the imperial physician, and have him examine you again!"

Daiyu was deeply moved and forced a smile, saying, "Who was it that recited that poem? It's worth it for Yun-san to rush here in such a hurry. If you had run and fallen, wouldn't I have been wronged?"

Xiangyun blushed a little, giggled and refused to say anything.

Daiyu urged her twice, and Xiangyun said embarrassedly, "It was a poem that His Majesty the Emperor read to me."

Is that King Qian?

"What are you reading?" Daiyu asked.

"It's a good poem, but it's a little too depressing. You're sick, so you shouldn't listen to such strange and bizarre poetry."

Xiangyun smiled at her and said, "When you recover, I will finish this poem with you!"

After hearing those two lines of poetry, she wanted to read them to her sisters in the garden, but she couldn't find the leisure time to compose poetry.

Daiyu said, "Since this poem urged you to come to me at once, it must be something about me. But you haven't spoken of it. Doesn't it make me feel very uncomfortable? If I feel uncomfortable, my illness won't get better."

Xiangyun heard her say this and thought it made sense, so she read it out loud, "The poem he wrote is this:
The shadow of a crane crosses the cold pond, and the cold moon buries the soul of a flower."

Xiangyun laughed again and said, "This poem is really good, but I can't figure out why he suddenly read it to me. You——"

She was about to ask Sister Lin, but she saw that her face was full of surprise, as if she had heard something from the poem.

"Cold Moon, burying the flower... soul."

Daiyu murmured, her body trembling slightly because of these words.

Xiangyun hurriedly said, "Sister Lin, don't worry about the word 'burial'. It was just a random thought on my part. You're fine now, and this word has nothing to do with you!"

She was worried about the word "burial", so she ran over in a hurry.

What Daiyu was thinking about was the word "burying flowers".

Whether Prince Qian Chu Yan said it unintentionally or told her on purpose, he knew that she had built a flower grave in the corner of the garden, where she collected fallen petals and buried them in the soil.

She never told this to anyone, for fear that others would laugh at her foolishness. Only Baoyu knew about it.

Now, that Qian Wang Chu Yan also knew about her burying flowers?

Daiyu couldn't help but think of what she saw in her dream. He was strong and tall, looking like a dragon and a tiger. She originally thought it was just a dream and should not be taken seriously. But after Yun girl came back, she told her about Emperor Chu Yan's appearance, temperament and charm, which were similar to the man in her dream!
"Sister Lin, Sister Lin!"

Xiangyun called her twice, and Daiyu finally came back to her senses. She forced a smile and said, "This poem is really refreshing and strange. It makes people feel shocked when they hear it."

Xiangyun laughed and said, "Exactly. How did the idea of ​​'Burial of Flower Souls' come about? Such a novel word!"

Daiyu did not answer.

Xiangyun suddenly said, "I'm going to the palace tomorrow."

"What are you doing in the palace?" Daiyu looked up at her.

Xiangyun was a little embarrassed, lowering her head with a slight blush on her face. "I, I went to the palace to thank him for showing mercy to my grandmother, so that my grandmother can enjoy her old age in peace. I also asked for an imperial physician to come to Sister Lin~"

Daiyu said, "You invite one today, another tomorrow, and another the day after tomorrow. The imperial physician no longer needs to stay in the Imperial Hospital. He can just live in the mansion and serve Yun girl exclusively."

Xiangyun and Zijuan both laughed, and even Daiyu herself laughed.

Seeing that she was feeling better, Xiangyun told her to take good care of herself and stood up to leave. "Sister Yun," Daiyu called her, "Tomorrow you will go to the palace and apologize to the emperor on my behalf. When I am better in a few days, I will go to the palace to apologize to him."

Whether it was to apologize or to "bury the flower soul", she had decided to enter the palace once.

If she died in a few days, Xiangyun would go to the palace to apologize for her first, and this feud would be settled.

When a person dies, it is like a light going out. Since she died, the debt of several hundred taels of silver she owed him was also gone. It was impossible for her soul to return to him to pay the debt after she died.

……

When Aunt Zhao knew that Shi Xiangyun was going to the palace alone tomorrow, she flew to Qiu Shuang Zhai.

Tanchun welcomed her mother into the inner room and offered her tea, but then asked coldly, "What are you doing here, Aunt?"

"You have no conscience!" Aunt Zhao complained. "There are no outsiders here, and the Jia Mansion has collapsed. Madam is not Madam, and Grandma is not Grandma, yet you still call me Aunt! I really raised you in vain!"

Tanchun had long been accustomed to her mother's temper and did not respond to her. She only asked, "Mother, are you here about Yun's admission to the palace?"

When it came to entering the palace, Aunt Zhao immediately put aside her previous unhappiness and said hurriedly:
"So you know that too. It's perfect. Go to the palace tomorrow and beg the emperor to have someone bring your brother back... If that doesn't work, bringing him to the palace like Lan'er would be better than keeping him in the barracks. How old is he? How is he supposed to survive in the barracks?"

Tanchun's expression remained unchanged. Aunt Zhao knew that she and her brother had always been on bad terms, so she pleaded with her, "You should also have some pity on me. I've endured all these years of toiling away in the mansion, just to have you and your brother. If I were ten years younger, I would also risk my dignity to enter the palace!"

Tanchun was surprised and looked at her.

Aunt Zhao blushed and muttered, "Now that Qin has entered the palace, what should I be afraid of? It's a pity that I'm not young enough to be as pretty as you... You're as pretty as I was when I was young, maybe even better."

Looking at her daughter's cheerful and energetic appearance, she couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic.

Tanchun softened her heart and said, "The girls from the garden have all been treated favorably by the emperor since they entered the palace. If I rush into the palace, won't others think I'm a sycophant and can't stand loneliness?"

"If you don't dare to go and tell them, I'll go!" Aunt Zhao stood up suddenly.

"You sit down first!"

Tanchun said helplessly, "Let me think of a reason to enter the palace."

Aunt Zhao said, "Yun girl has no reason to come to the palace. She only said she came to express her gratitude. Your name was written on the letter before. What other excuses can she find?"

Tanchun thought about it for a while, but couldn't think of anything, so she had to use the same excuse.

First he went to see Lady Jia, then to see Xiangyun, and decided to enter the palace.

……

Let’s talk about Jia Lian. After returning to the military camp, he first took out twenty taels of silver and gave it to the supervisor and others, and then took out thirty taels of silver and gave it to the manager.

So, after receiving the money, the manager went to Jia Baoyu's tent in person and recognized him as his brother.

After the steward left, Jia Lian gave the remaining fifty taels of silver, as well as clothes, ointment, rose water and other things to Baoyu.

He didn't make a cent of the 100 taels of silver! And he didn't hide the remaining 200 taels from him. Only then could he repay Sister Lin for the blood she shed for the silver.

Seeing so much silver, the people around the tent were stunned!
"It turns out he's from the Second Master of the Duke's Mansion!"

The supervisor walked in with a smile, took a calm look at Jia Baoyu's silver, and said with a smile: "I knew you were capable. My eldest sister is in the palace, and I have long wanted to become sworn brothers with you two. I wish I could do it."

Jia Lian hurriedly bowed and acknowledged him as his elder brother.

Jia Baoyu has always hated official career and economics, and he is even more disgusted with socializing and worldly affairs. Now he just wants to keep the money and use it to get rid of them if anything happens.

The overseer said, "How can Master Bao live in such a mess? I have a clean tent over there. Move in quickly!"

Jia Baoyu was overjoyed when he heard this and said to him, "Just tell me how much silver it is!"

The supervisor laughed and said, "It's not much. Only half a tael of silver for one night, and one tael of silver can cover three nights!"

Jia Lian was shocked. One tael of silver was only enough for three nights' stay. How much money was enough to squander?
He was about to negotiate the price when Baoyu threw a piece of silver at the overseer, "Take it quickly, take me to a clean tent, and prepare a bucket of hot water for me!"

The supervisor smiled happily, called a few people, and personally moved Jia Baoyu's things to the new tent.

Jia Lian could only sigh.

Day two.

He went to the steward's place to do his bidding, but he saw a young servant standing beside the steward, who was handsome and beautiful, so he knew what was going on.

"Are you from the Jia family?" The young man looked at Jia Lian suddenly, then ran to him and knelt down, hugging Jia Lian's thighs and crying, "Baoyu, Baoyu is here too, isn't he?"

When Jia Lian heard this, he was overwhelmed.

"What's going on?" the steward asked pretentiously. "I just bought you from the city yesterday. I didn't expect that by some coincidence, you and my brother Lian actually know each other!"

Everyone marveled at the coincidences in the world.

Jia Lian knew there was no other way, so he could only take Jiang Yuhan to Jia Baoyu's tent.

"Baoyu!"

"Qi Guan...it's you! God made me meet you here!"

The two cried and hugged each other.

Jia Lian thought to himself that something bad had indeed happened.

Jiang Yuhan was originally an opera singer in Prince Zhongshun's mansion. His nickname was Qi Guan. When Prince Zhongshun's property was ransacked, Jiang Yuhan was sold away and "just happened" to be bought by the steward.

The two people were expressing their feelings to each other inside the tent, but Jia Lian was looking sad outside the tent.

After a while, Jia Baoyu came out and bowed to him: "Second brother, you must save me again, this Qiguan..."

"Five hundred taels."

Jia Lian only gave him the price. As soon as he came out of the steward's office, he found out the price to redeem the actor.

In the past, if it were five hundred taels, not to mention buying Qi Guan, even if you brought up this matter with Prince Zhongshun, he would have his men beat you out.

But things are different now. For an actor like Qi Guan who has fallen on hard times, being sold for a hundred taels is already a high price.

"This... Second brother, silver." Jia Baoyu knew that the silver was not enough, but he was reluctant to give up Qi Guan.

"You also know that without enough money, you can hardly protect yourself, let alone others."

Jia Lian said indifferently.

"Since we are brothers, why do you have to say this?"

The steward came over, took a look at the gold-embroidered round flower sleeves Jia Baoyu was wearing, and patted him on the shoulder: "I'll take a small loss, and you guys can put in as much as you can. I'll give the Qiguan position to you, brother!"

"..."

Jia Lian had nothing to say.

So, all the things he had taken out of Rongguo Mansion yesterday, including ointment, clothes, rose water, and the remaining two hundred taels of silver, were taken away by the steward.

Not a penny left.

After a few days, the tent rental period expired, and Jia Baoyu and Jiang Yuhan were driven back into the big tent to sleep with a group of ferocious men.

It is unknown what exactly happened.

However, Jia Lian did not dare to go back to the mansion to ask for money, for fear that Lin Daiyu would vomit blood again and let Baoyu squander the money in vain!
(End of this chapter)