The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

Just looking at Zijuan busying herself, she felt touched and couldn't even feel angry. Now that her brother-in-law was here, there was no point in saying more.

Shui Rong knew that the master and servant could not take care of him at the moment, so he sat on a brocade cushion by himself, looking at the girl and then at Zijuan with anger. He had some guesses in his mind that this was too much for Zijuan.

It would not be said that she was annoyed, but more because she was angry. After all, Daiyu "has a more intelligent mind than Bi Gan". As a person living under someone else's roof, she is sensitive and cares too much about what others think.

How should I put it, it's a bit like being petty.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong said, "Zijuan was so careless earlier. After asking, I found out that Sister Lin was not feeling well, so I came to see her."

Daiyu's heart was moved when she heard this, and she looked at Zijuan with an apologetic look in her willow eyes. She had thought that Zijuan had gone to ask for help without her knowing, but she never thought it was a chance encounter, and she had wrongly blamed someone.

"Thank you for your concern, brother-in-law."

Daiyu raised her willow eyes and looked at the gentle young man, with inexplicable emotions in her heart. The young man in front of her seemed to be someone who knew her, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to explain the matter.

Shui Rong smiled and said, "Since you call me brother-in-law, why do you have to be so polite? I have asked someone to invite the doctor. Please eat some rock sugar and snow pears to calm down, and I will let the doctor feel your pulse later."

Daiyu paused when she heard this. It was true that the young man in front of her was her brother-in-law, but he was a cousin after all, so there was a layer of distance between them. How could they be compared?

Not to mention that they were so close, Daiyu could really feel the concern. She took a sip of the pear that Zijuan handed over and said sadly, "It's an old problem. I've consulted many famous doctors but none of them worked. There's no need to go through so much trouble. I'll be fine after a rest."

Shui Rong frowned when he heard this. He heard a hint of helplessness in Daiyu's tone. The Lin family was also a prominent family. Their ancestors had inherited the title of marquis. Up to Lin Ruhai, five generations had passed without a title. However, their family business was still there, so there was no shortage of famous doctors for treatment. Since Daiyu came to Beijing, the Duke's Mansion also invited an imperial physician to treat her, but to this day, her condition remains the same.

Perhaps in Daiyu's heart, her own body is just like this, she feels sorry for herself and has a sense of giving up everything.

After a pause, Shui Rong said in a gentle voice, "Sister, the doctor I invited is the most knowledgeable and has a deep understanding of medicine. He can also tell whether a person will live or die. Let's see him first."

Shui Rong still recognized Zhang Youshi's medical skills. Although he couldn't decide life or death, he was still a very skilled doctor. It might be a good idea to ask him to treat Daiyu.

Daiyu's eyes sparkled when she heard that. She lowered her head and sipped the snow pear stewed with rock sugar. She didn't say anything, but just glanced at the gentle young man in brocade clothes in front of her, feeling a little puzzled.

Shui Rong didn't say much when he saw this. He just watched Daiyu bit the pear gently. She was so quiet and graceful, which was quite beautiful.

However, Shui Rong couldn't stare at the girl as it would be unmannerly, so he looked at her once or twice, then turned his gaze to the furnishings in the room. He saw an embroidered couch on the left with a rolling stool under it, a small table at the head of the bed with a Ding vase from the Ge kiln on it, a landscape painting hanging on the wall, a pen and inkstone on the table under the window, and a bookshelf beside it filled with books.

What can I say about the current situation? This place is just a study room, and that place looks like a young lady's embroidery room.

Although Daiyu was biting a pear, she was in the same room, so how could she ignore Shuirong? Seeing him looking around the furnishings in the room, she was also moved.

People like her would probably think it's against the rules in the eyes of others, and my brother-in-law probably thinks so too!

Thinking of this, Daiyu lost her appetite. She tilted her head, wiped her lips with her handkerchief, and said softly, "Okay, I feel much better."

Zijuan heard this and advised: "Girl, you've only taken a few bites, how can you swallow it easily?"

Shui Rong glanced at the porcelain bowl that Zijuan was holding. He estimated that half of it was still left. She indeed had not taken many bites. Who would believe her if she said that she felt comfortable with it? After all, the stewed snow pear with rock sugar was not some kind of spiritual essence.

I worked hard to make a bowl of soup, but I haven't even had a bite of it. I really don't know what Shui Rong should say.

Zijuan tried to persuade Daiyu for a few words, but seeing that Daiyu was unwilling, she could only sigh and pack up.

Seeing this, Shui Rong did not try to persuade her. After all, he did not expect that a bowl of rock sugar and snow pear soup could relieve Daiyu's cough. The most important thing was to wait for Zhang Youshi to come and treat her.

But now that they were in the same room, they couldn't just stare at each other, so Shui Rong chatted, "Sister's room is decorated quite elegantly, which is different from ordinary people's."

There are no objects in Baochai's room, and the color scheme is simple, just like a snow cave. And if it weren't for the embroidered couch with a girlish feel, Daiyu's room would be a study. It can only be said that they are worthy of being the two special rooms in the Red Mansion, with unique tastes.

Daiyu raised her clear willow eyes to look at the young man, her eyes sparkling with light. She clenched her handkerchief and whispered, "It's not about elegance, but I like reading books, so I asked the third girl to pick some and put them on the shelf, so I can read them in my spare time."

Shui Rong looked at Daiyu with her brows lowered and eyes downcast, looking quite restrained. He knew in his heart that Daiyu was a person who did not like to trouble others. As she was temporarily staying in the palace, with her personality, Daiyu would never trouble the third girl so much. Even if she liked reading, it would be fine to pick up a few books, why would she put up a bookshelf? In Shui Rong's opinion, it was probably because the third girl knew Daiyu's preferences, so she moved more books.

As for Daiyu's words, it was what she asked for, and she should take the matter into her own hands to avoid letting the third girl blame her for nothing. She had good intentions, but it made Shui Rong feel a little strange, as if he was a petty person.

Shui Rong smiled and said jokingly, "The ancients said, 'A man of learning brings out his elegance.' My sister's manners are quite good, and that's the result of her reading. I have quite a few books in my study, and if you don't mind, you can go and read them. With your intelligence, you might become a talented woman in the future."

Reading more books can cultivate talent, which can be seen in one's words and deeds. Daiyu likes reading, so she naturally has a bookish air. Her words are appropriate and mellow, and she always shows nobility and elegance, as if a breeze blowing, giving people a feeling of tranquility.

Not only Daiyu, but also Yuanchun, Tanchun, Yingchun and other sisters are like this. Although Keqing has also been educated, she does not have much bookish air. Instead, she is more charming and beautiful. As for the maids, only those who are playful and cute are genuine.

Daiyu heard this, her willow eyes slightly brightened as she looked at the young man, and asked softly, "Brother-in-law, do you think it is a good thing for a girl to study?"

The main job of men is to "assist the country and govern the people", while the main job of girls is "needlework and weaving". Things like writing poems and calligraphy are not their responsibilities. For these girls, the purpose of going to school is only to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and to be proficient in needlework. When they reach a certain age, they can find a good man and follow his husband. There is no need to be a talented woman.

Although Daiyu doesn't care about worldly things, she is not ignorant of them.

Shui Rong understood what he said. It was normal in the feudal era to not pay attention to the education of daughters. As the saying goes, "virtue lies in lack of talent", talent is not important.

After a pause, Shui Rong said, "The first thing to do when reading is to enlighten your morals and learn etiquette. Why shouldn't you read?"

Shui Rong had no idea of ​​despising women's learning. On the contrary, he supported them in studying. Not to mention other things, just take the maids around him, all of them were asked to study. It was just that Yingluo and Qingwen could not concentrate on their studies. On the contrary, Xiangling loved reading, but he did not follow Xiangling.

Upon hearing this, Daiyu looked up at the young man, her thoughts in a trance. She still remembered that when she first met her brother-in-law, her brother-in-law had advised Baoyu in this way. She thought that her brother-in-law was talking to Baoyu alone, but she never imagined that in his heart he treated everyone equally. He was truly different from the secular world.

Daiyu suddenly felt much happier and said with a smile, "My brother-in-law's temperament is similar to Baoyu's."

Baoyu is a bit "heretical" and sneers at so-called etiquette. His attitude towards women's reading is similar to Shui Rong's. It is no exaggeration to say that they are similar.

It’s just that Shui Rong felt offended and felt inexplicably unhappy.

Soon, Zhang Youshi, dressed in a long robe, was invited into the palace to treat Daiyu. About half an hour later, Shui Rong learned some of the conditions of Daiyu's illness.

Inside the side room, Zhang Youshi bowed and said, "Your Majesty, according to my humble opinion, the young lady is suffering from a nagging cough. Lung deficiency is the root cause, and phlegm and heat are the symptoms. The lung governs qi, is responsible for dispersing and descending, and regulates the water channels."

Shui Rong frowned when he heard this. He didn't quite understand the so-called medical terms, and was even a little confused. So after Zhang Youshi finished speaking, he asked, "Mr. Zhang, how should this disease be diagnosed and treated?"

There is no need for lengthy speeches; the key is whether you have the ability to diagnose and treat.

Zhang Youshi stroked his white beard and said in a deep voice, "I will prescribe some prescriptions to nourish the lungs and spleen. You can rest at home. The key is that Miss is born with deficient endowments and her lungs are already damaged. It is not a one-day job. However, Miss is a thoughtful person. She thinks too much and is overworked. Over time, she may suffer from deficiency of both lung qi and yin. Lung deficiency is easy to be invaded by evil spirits, which will cause the disease to recur and be difficult to recover. The reason why Miss coughs today is that her body is stagnant and turns into fire, and the liver fire attacks the lungs."

After a pause, Zhang Youshi reminded him sternly, "Your Highness, as the saying goes, long-term coughing leads to fatigue. Miss has been worrying too much. Over time, her throat will become dry and sore, and she will be mentally exhausted. Her phlegm may be thick or even bloody. At that time, even a great immortal cannot save her."

Shui Rong understood what Zhang Youshi said. Although Daiyu's lungs were damaged due to congenital deficiency, it was not incurable. She just needed a long period of rest. The most crucial thing was that Daiyu was too sentimental and overworked, which reduced her body's immunity and made her prone to illness, thus causing a long-term cough.

In the original novel, when Daiyu died, she coughed up blood.

After a pause, Shui Rong said, "I understand. Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Youshi didn't say anything. Curing diseases and saving lives was his duty. He wrote a prescription for replenishing qi and didn't stay long before leaving.

Shui Rong didn't say much when he saw this. He looked at the beauty leaning on the couch and asked in a somewhat inexplicable tone, "Did you hear everything, sister?"

Actually, Daiyu's condition can be said to be serious, after all, it is her lungs that are damaged, but it can also be said to be mild, it just requires a long period of nourishing qi. The key lies in Daiyu herself. She is originally weak and sentimental, which leads to excessive fatigue. Over time, even if she keeps replenishing qi, she cannot withstand the consumption, so her condition becomes more serious.

Simply put, it is a heart disease. As the saying goes, heart disease needs to be treated. No matter how good the tonic is, it can't cure it.

Daiyu twisted a strand of black hair on her forehead with her bare hands, lowered her eyebrows and said, "I heard it."

Shui Rong listened to Daiyu's indifferent tone, and seemed not to care much. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

If you think about it carefully, Daiyu has invited many famous doctors in the past, it is impossible that all of them are mediocre, especially those imperial physicians, who are people with some skills. Many of them must have reminded her, but until now, Daiyu's condition has not improved at all. It can be seen that although she knows the situation, she cannot control herself.

At this time, Zijuan said, "Your Majesty, I once heard the young lady say that when she was three years old, she met a bald monk who said that if she wanted to recover from her illness, she must never cry again and must not see anyone other than her parents, so that she could live a peaceful life in this life. He also wanted her to become a monk, but Master Lin ignored him."

Daiyu raised her eyes and glanced at Zijuan, but said nothing. She continued to twist the black hair on her forehead with her hand.

Shui Rong remained silent after hearing this. Daiyu cried bitterly all the time, so how could there be no crying? In the original novel, Daiyu said that she had fewer tears when playing chess with Baoyu, which showed that it was a sign at that time.

After thinking for a while, Shui Rong gently comforted her, "Sister, you'd better relax. Your health is the most important thing right now, and you don't need to think too much about other things. If you have any grievances in the future, just tell your brother-in-law and he will definitely take care of it for you."

Shui Rong had no way to deal with this worry. If he could persuade her, it would not be his turn. But thinking of this smart and intelligent girl, Shui Rong still had some sympathy for her. Even if he couldn't do anything else, it would be no problem for him to protect her a little.

Daiyu raised her eyes and looked at the young man, her eyes were as clear as water, and she responded softly.

Shui Rong didn't say much when he saw this, and turned to Zijuan and said, "Zijuan, my sister doesn't like to trouble others. I'm afraid she won't tell anyone if she has something on her mind. If my sister has any difficulties in the future, you can tell me."

Shui Rong knew something about Daiyu's personality. After all, anyone who knew the original novel would know Daiyu. If she really had some troubles, she would not tell others about them.

Zijuan's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she replied, "Your Majesty, I'll remember that."

Now the girl has someone to back her up.

Shui Rong nodded slightly, and without staying any longer, he told Zijuan to boil the medicine and left.

PS: There is only one chapter today, and I can’t write the others.

Chapter 188 The helpless Baoyu

Rongguo Gongfu, Rongqing Hall.

Grandmother Jia, Mrs. Wang, Aunt Xue, and Sister Feng gathered together to play dominoes, and the quiet and graceful Li Wan sat on a brocade cushion to accompany them.

Seeing that Lady Jia had a frown on her face and was not as relaxed as before, Feng Jieer felt something in her heart. She was a very perceptive person and guessed that Lady Jia felt a little disappointed because the lady's house had become much quieter now that all the girls in the house were gone.

After a pause, Sister Feng smiled and said, "Grandfather, I don't have much here. Please be merciful and leave me some money for cosmetics. Otherwise, I will be too embarrassed to see anyone."

As soon as these words were spoken, several people laughed. They knew that Feng Jieer was joking. Feng Jieer was a poor woman with a good temper, but she was very pretty, with a rosy face, so how could she lack rouge.

Grandmother Jia bowed her head and laughed out loud, spitting and scolding: "You are also a housekeeper, and a lot of money has passed through your hands. Why do you still care about these trivial things?"

Feng Jieer didn't take it seriously and said with a pout, "What are you talking about, ancestor? That's not my money. It's okay to satisfy my desire, but if I really put the money in my pocket, I will lose face."

The housekeeper's money is a public account, not personal money. How could Feng Jieer not be able to tell the difference? Even if there were some unclear things in private, how could she talk nonsense in front of Jia Mu and others.

Grandmother Jia glanced at Sister Feng with a smile, but she did not dwell on the topic. Instead, she scolded with a smile, "If you have the ability, earn it yourself. You are so petty, it's a pity that you have been through so many years."

Feng Jie'er's face was still full of smiles, but she said with a somewhat aggrieved tone: "How can I do that? Well, it seems that the copper coins in my box are not warm yet, and I have to go to the ancestors again."

This funny talk immediately caused Jia Mu and others to burst into laughter. For a while, the whole hall was filled with laughter.

Not long after, Baoyu came in, causing Grandmother Jia to lose interest in playing cards and hug her grandson tightly, while Baoyu also enjoyed it very much and cooperated wholeheartedly.

Perhaps this is called a two-way rush. No wonder Grandmother Jia treats Baoyu differently.

Grandmother Jia rubbed Baoyu's belt and asked kindly, "Are you tired from studying today?"

Baoyu's face immediately turned sad when he heard this. He was a man who loved to hang out with women, but all his sisters were taken to the palace, so he had nowhere to hang out with them. Plus, his father was watching him closely, so he could only go to study.

Thinking of this, Baoyu did not bother to reply to Grandmother Jia's words. He rolled his eyes, with hope between his eyebrows, and asked: "Grandmother, my sisters have been with my brother-in-law for some time. When can they come back?"

God knows how deep the pain in his heart was after the experience of studying these days. If Xiren hadn't pulled him back, he would have been unable to hold back. Now that quite a long time had passed, he had better remind his grandmother to ask his sisters to come back. As long as his sisters came back, he could stop studying by acting like a spoiled child and just play with his sisters, and they could all live their previous playful life together again.

Read, read, read any book.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Feng Jieer, who reacted the fastest, looked at Baoyu with her beautiful eyes curved and said in a slightly joking tone: "Brother Baoyu is missing his sister."

It’s time to say that I miss Lin Daiyu.

Baoyu was quite embarrassed when Feng Jie pointed out his fault on the spot. He glared at her with his "pure" eyes, and a blush appeared on his jade-like face, just like peach blossoms in March.

When Grandmother Jia heard this, she was moved. She did not reply to Baoyu's words. She looked at Sister Feng and asked, "How long have the second girl and the others been gone?"

Sister Feng smiled and replied, "It's been about half a month."

Grandmother Jia frowned. Yuanchun had originally suggested that her sisters go to the palace to play with her for a while and avoid the heat. Now it seemed a bad idea to urge them to go back after only half a month.

As an outsider, Aunt Xue could not say much, but she was always paying attention to Lady Jia. In her opinion, she still hoped that Lady Jia would not bring the person back for the time being, and the longer the person stayed in the palace, the better.