The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

It's just that the prince has issued an order to expel guests, so Jia Yucun didn't want to stay any longer. He stood up and said respectfully: "Yes."

After leaving the hall, Jia Yucun felt a little sad. Although the prince was gentle, there was obviously a sense of alienation on his face.

It is really puzzling to think that he came from a scholarly family, an official family, and was a second-ranked scholar with excellent talents. How could the prince turn a blind eye to him?

After thinking about it, Jia Yucun decided to go to Rongguo Duke's Mansion.

Rongguo Duke's Mansion, in the large mansion with black gas door.

Jia She sat on the chair with an unhappy expression, looked at Jia Lian in the hall with a stern look, and said in a cold voice: "You evildoer, if you dare to make trouble outside, I will give you a good meal." ”

Jia Lian looked resentful, and felt quite aggrieved in his heart. Although they were father and son, their family relationship was not harmonious. At this time, using the excuse that he was helpless was nothing more than venting his anger.

During this period of time, Jia She, as the eldest chamberlain of Rongguo Duke's mansion, had not benefited from the previous house raids, and he had not even succeeded in the mandarin duck matter. He even received a good scolding from Jia's mother, and he was angry.

"Master, I have to be busy with affairs in Liaodong right now, and I have to take care of the imperial mausoleum. I'm really busy with everything. I'll pay more attention in the future."

People under the eaves have to lower their heads. At this time, they should follow Jia She's advice and decide what to do in private. His thoughts are greatly comforted.

Jia She snorted coldly, but didn't say much. After all, what Jia Lian said was true. Liaodong and Huangling made some money, and he also received some filial piety, which can be regarded as gratifying.

Picking up the tea cup, Jia She took a sip of tea, glanced at Jia Lian, and pointed out: "Lian'er, you and Feng Yatou are husband and wife after all. We belong to the same family. You can break your bones behind closed doors." If you have time, you should pay more attention to Feng girl."

Jia Lian was startled when he heard this, and suddenly felt that his whole body was not well.

He and Sister Feng seemed to have formed a tacit understanding of not interfering with each other. This was the most comfortable time Jia Lian had lived in recent years. At this time, the father Jia She asked him to care about Sister Feng, which was simply a bad mood.

Moreover, Jia She had always ignored these matters at home and only cared about his own happiness. Now he became concerned and was either committing adultery or stealing.

I think it was because Sister Feng had regained the power in the house and was worried about that sum of money.

After all, everyone would be greedy for that large sum of money.

After pondering for a moment, Jia Lian wondered: "Father, she has always been strong at the tip. How can I control her? If she didn't complain to the old lady, I would burn incense."

Besides, something like this happened just a while ago, so many pairs of eyes were staring at her, so cautiously, that they had no time to pay attention to me. "

He is greedy for money, but Jia Lian will not get involved with Sister Feng again because of this. What's more, Sister Feng is smart, how can she guard someone who has stolen it for him?

Jia She's face darkened, and he understood in his heart what Jia Lian said. He originally valued Yuanyang and even resorted to small means to obtain it. Firstly, Yuanyang was really pretty, and secondly, Yuanyang was the maid Jia Mu relied on the most. To some extent, she was more important than Yuanyang. Sister Feng is more convenient, but

As the eldest son of Duke Rong's mansion, he has nothing to do with the property of Duke Rong's mansion. Who would be willing to do this?

Just when Jia She was about to get angry, a servant called from under the eaves, "Master, someone named Sun Shaozu handed over a greeting card and said he came to visit the master."

"What Sun Shaozu, sir, I have never heard of him, tell him to get lost." Jia She scolded with a stern face.

Seeing the master getting angry, the servant felt a little uneasy. He choked and said, "Master, Sun Shaozu said he had prepared a generous gift and came here to offer it to the master."

Jia She, who was originally angry, paused when he heard the "generous gift". His cloudy eyes rolled, and he stared at Jia Lian in the hall, and said in a cold voice: "Okay, you go down first. If we see each other all day long, If you run out, I will break your legs."

Jia Lian agreed angrily and immediately turned around to leave, but he started to curse in his heart. He only allowed the state officials to set fires but not the people to light lamps. He looked like a father.

After Jia Lian left, Jia She calmed down and said, "The visitor is a guest. Go and bring Sun Shaozu up."

Beijing Palace.

Here, Shui Rong finished visiting Jia Yu Village and had nothing to do, so he came to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to see Sister Lin. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw that he was wearing a green satin vest, a water-red silk jacket, and a white crepe sweatshirt tied around his waist. The attacker in the scarf came up to him and saluted respectfully: "The prince is here."

After all, Baoyu didn't have the courage to "fight" against Mrs. Wang. Naturally, Xiren could only do the next best thing and go to the palace and serve Daiyu.

Shui Rong asked, "Are you here?"

Xiren replied softly: "Miss Lin went to Miss Bao's place, and several other girls seemed to be there too. I heard it was a poetry gathering. Do you want your prince to join in the fun?"

Shui Rong smiled when he heard the words, remembering that in the original work, the Jinchai group also held Lao Shizi's poetry meeting. He thought that without the Grand View Garden, there wouldn't be such a thing, but he didn't expect that there would also be a poetry meeting in the palace.

All we can say is that this is human nature, the substance remains the same.

It is a pity that there is no "Lu Xue An" in the palace, let alone the so-called "a night of strong north wind".

Shui Rong glanced at Xi Ren and asked, "Xi Ren, are you still getting used to being in the palace?"

When Xiren heard this, Yurong was startled, and forced out a smile, and said: "They are all familiar people, and there is nothing that I can't adapt to. Speaking of which, I would like to thank the prince for his kindness."

The girls in the palace now are all those who were in the Duke's palace before. There is not much difference in comparison. If there is any change, they are used to serving Baoyu, and they are not used to it at this time.

In fact, even if she knew Baoyu's "soft and waxy" temperament, when Baoyu really ignored her, the beauty still harbored resentment in her heart.

Shui Rong saw the situation clearly and didn't make too many comments, saying, "That's good. You should be prudent in your dealings. Follow me around and remind me more in the future. Don't let me suffer a disadvantage."

For Xiren, his ability to work is still recognized by the water. If not, he would not do anything unnecessary.

Do you think the maids of the three giants of the Jia family, Yuanyang, Ping'er, and Xiren, are for free?

Hearing this, Xi Ren's heart moved slightly, she raised her head and looked at Shui Rong with a complex look in her eyes.

As a maid, all she cares about is the approval from her master, especially since Xiren was originally a personal maid, but even though she is now a maid, she cannot compare to the "old man" Zijuan.

Otherwise, how could the attacker stay in the yard?

The huge psychological gap requires the master's approval.

Pursing her pink lips, Xi Ren bowed and saluted, and said, "Your Majesty can trust me, and I will do my best."

"Brother, why are you here now?"

At this moment, a delicate voice sounded, falling into Shui Rong's heart like gold beads falling on a jade plate.

Looking back, I saw the girl wrapped in a bright red winter cloak, which looked particularly bright under the gray sky.

Shui Rong smiled and said, "Come and see Mei'er. I heard that you're not here, and I was planning to go to Bao Yatou's place to look for you. It just so happens that I'm going there right now."

Daiyu smiled, feeling happy in her heart. She walked closer, her crystal clear eyes sparkling, she blinked and said, "Brother, do you blame me? That's right. He's just an idle person, but it's not mine anymore."

Water soluble: "."

Zijuan suddenly said at this time: "Girl, it's cold outside, so you'd better ask the prince to go inside and talk."

Daiyu glanced at Zijuan, raised her two curved eyebrows, and said in a clear voice: "Alas, with a good girl like you, I seem to be redundant."

Shui Rong was speechless when he heard the words. Sister Lin was now becoming more and more fierce in her attacks, and her sharp tongue was becoming more and more overwhelming.

Seeing the slight twitching of the corner of the young man's mouth, Daiyu couldn't help but smile, secretly spat "Idiot", and then walked towards the side room, leaving Shui Rong alone.

Shui Rong stared at the girl's graceful figure and felt helpless in her heart. Daiyu used to respect him, but for some reason, now she doesn't take him seriously anymore. This is what his brother did. , is it becoming more and more devoid of majesty?

Is it because of the "deep love between brother and sister" that they can no longer restrain their temper?

Shaking his head, Shui Rong didn't care and walked in. After all, he was his favorite, so what should you do? You can only accept it.

Moreover, thinking on the bright side, Daiyu will show her little temper without any scruples only when facing people close to her heart.

Entering the inner room, Daiyu had already taken off her red cloak, and was wearing a light purple embroidered sleeveless jacket with folded plum blossoms, and a white cross-collared coat. There was a bit of agility hidden in her softness.

"The weather is getting colder, so you should dress more carefully, don't catch a cold." Shui Rong said after sitting down.

Although Daiyu wears a coat, Daiyu has always been weak, and overall she is still a little thin. She wants grace rather than warmth, as is the case in ancient and modern times.

Hearing the young man's words of concern, the girl's heart warmed. She looked at the young man with crooked eyebrows and bright willow eyes, but she didn't say anything.

It's not like she can't distinguish between good and bad. What she values ​​​​is the young man's sole concern, not the other side.

She pursed her pink lips and asked, "What did my brother say to Xiren before?"

Shui Rong took the teacup handed over by Zijuan and said bluntly: "It's nothing, I just want Xi Ren to serve you with more dedication, and I can't let you be wronged."

When Daiyu heard this, she rolled her eyes at the young man with her bright eyes like mist, and hummed softly: "It's hard for me to worry about my brother."

Ever since she learned about the young man's hidden thoughts, Daiyu knew that Xiren came to serve him in order to return to Baoyu in the future. However, Daiyu only had brother-sister feelings for Baoyu, nothing more.

She didn't plan to take the attacker in, but he was kicked out of Baoyu's house. If she didn't take him in, wouldn't he have nowhere to go?

After all, it's my brother's wish.

With this in mind, Daiyu accepted Xiren in. As for later, when the mistress had calmed down, Xiren and Baoyu could let Xiren go back if they were willing.

Listening to Dai Yu's perfunctory words, Shui Rong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, took a sip from the tea cup, and said helplessly: "But what did my brother do wrong to offend our family?"

From the moment they met, Daiyu was full of yin and yang, which really made people confused. I have to say that Lin Yutong's polarizing reputation was really justified.

When Daiyu heard this, she couldn't help but feel a sense of shame in her heart. A faint trace of rouge appeared on her fair face. The hand hidden under her sleeve gently twisted the handkerchief and whispered: "Brother said this." , It shows that I am not good, but don’t make a mark on me, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable. "

What is "my family"? When did she become her brother's family? It's really embarrassing.

Shui Rong smiled and joked: "Zi'er is my brother's treasure. How can I be willing to give Mei'er a stroke?"

When Daiyu heard the words, her heart throbbed. The hand hidden in her sleeve clenched the handkerchief tightly. The rouge on her cheeks gradually appeared. She raised her crystal clear eyes, her eyes rolled and she said angrily: "What my brother said is terrible." Don’t forget, if you look for me to be happy today, you will forget to go tomorrow, which will really make me sad.”

In the past, when her brother said this, Daiyu only thought it was her brother's concern, but now it was like sweet words, which made people feel embarrassed.

It turns out that this person is my brother's palm treasure, and I wonder why my brother loves me so much.

Looking at the girl's snowy face, the peach blossoms were beginning to bloom, and the most shy look was so stunning that Shui Rong was slightly absent-minded.

It’s true that my little girl has just grown up, she is pretty and charming.

Daiyu noticed the young man's absence, and as she felt shy, she felt a little happy and proud. She slightly tilted her head and said shyly, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Shui Rong came back to his senses, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said Zhan Ran: "It's nothing, I just thought about whether the new year is coming, whether Zhu'er plans to live in the palace or return to the Duke's palace."

When Daiyu heard this, her jade face was slightly startled, she remained silent for a while, then she lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes and said, "It's better to go back to the Duke's Mansion."

In fact, in the girl's heart, she wanted to stay in the palace, but if she didn't go back to the Duke's palace, it wouldn't be the right time.

Shui Rong understood what he said. After all, the old lady in Guo Gong's Mansion was a serious grandmother, and Shui Rong, the "brother", was purely "working". After the Chinese New Year, he naturally wanted to return to Guo Gong's Mansion.

After groaning, Shui Rong said, "Well, after the New Year, my brother will ask someone to pick you back."

Hearing this, Daiyu felt better. She looked at Shui Rong intently, twisted her doubtful black hair that fell on her jade shoulders with her bare hands, and said in a coquettish voice, "I will remember this. Brother, please don't leave me alone to worry."

Shui Rong turned his eyes slightly and responded without saying anything. He simply chatted for a few words and left.

Walking on the corridor, Shui Rong felt quite sad, and the throbbing in his heart gradually became stronger.

I still remember Daiyu crying and telling him that she and Baoyu were brother and sister. Since the two of them were not destined to each other, then maybe Daiyu was still immature and couldn't distinguish between emotions.

Alas. You already have a wife, but you are still fickle. This is really wrong. Let’s go to “Feng Yi Ting” first and comfort Yuanchun!

Chapter 370 Yuanchun: What do you want, husband?

Imperial City.

Yuanchun walked slowly along the winding palace road, wearing a pink plum-colored snow fox cotton coat, a hibiscus auspicious cloud hundred-flower pleated skirt, a light blue plum blossom shirt, and a Japanese-style bun with a hairpin on her head, decorated with purple jade. , the fringe suede is tied on three thousand black hair, the red lips are beautiful, the person is more delicate than flowers, the fingers are as slender as jade, the mouth is bright red, and the frown and smile are incomparably elegant and touching.

Someone who came earlier reported that the old concubine had invited her, so Yuanchun went to the palace to pay her respects.