The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

After a pause, Yuanchun looked up at the kind-looking Concubine Beijing and said softly, "Mother, the nunnery has not yet been inscribed with a plaque. Please give me your instructions."

The nunnery was established by the Dowager Concubine Beijing. Yuanchun would not act on her own without permission and gave the Dowager Concubine Beijing the greatest respect.

Upon hearing this, Concubine Beijing nodded slightly, looked at the young man beside her with her bright eyes, and with a loving look, she arranged his scattered belt with her bare hands and said softly, "Brother Rong, you come and write the plaque."

Shui Rong saw this and knew that this was a sign of his widowed mother's attachment, so he naturally would not refuse. However, the words

Shui Rong turned his eyes slightly and looked at Miaoyu, who had an extraordinary temperament, and said softly: "Since Master Miaoyu is the host, why not ask Master Miaoyu to write a plaque."

This Miaoyu was a man of great talent. He was good at writing poems and couplets, so inscribing a plaque was not worth the trouble.

Upon hearing this, Miaoyu looked up at the young man, with a hint of strangeness in her cold eyes. Asking her to write a plaque also showed his respect for her, unlike the "Marquis' Mansion" next to it, which was just used as a decoration.

After a pause, Miaoyu said in a clear voice: "The guest should follow the host's wishes. Your Majesty can just write the plaque."

Although she is the presiding officer of the nunnery, this is a royal palace after all, not her home. What is the point of writing a plaque? Besides, it is still unknown how talented the young man in front of her is.

Shui Rong didn't care when he heard that. It was nothing more than writing a plaque. Since Miaoyu refused, he didn't need to be shy. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Why not call it "Longcui Temple"?"

Since it was presided over by Miaoyu, it was not an exaggeration to name it "Longcui Temple".

Miaoyu was slightly stunned when she heard this. The word "栊" means "railway". The title "栊翠院" could mean "people inside the railing". She has always called herself "people outside the railing". Is the inscription "栊翠院" for her to preside over the temple a hint that she is self-righteous or is it a hint that she is self-righteous?

Chapter 166: Master and Servant Work Together, I Am Very Comforted

Shui Rong didn't know that Miaoyu was complicated. Seeing that she was silent, he asked, "Does Master Miaoyu feel that something is wrong?"

Miaoyu came back to her senses after hearing this, and looked at the young man with cold eyes. Seeing that his expression was normal, she suddenly felt that this was just an unintentional remark, without any sarcasm or other meaning.

After a pause, Miaoyu clasped her hands together and said, "I am a person who is out of touch with the world. I don't mind writing plaques. If you want to practice, you can do it anywhere."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Beijing was satisfied. She could see that Miaoyu was different in character and seemed a little aloof, but all the hermits were like that. Her words were very polite and in line with the image of a hermit.

Shui Rong didn't care about it, he just found this "outsider" quite funny. Miaoyu was in the Buddhist sect, but could she really have the six senses pure and the four elements empty?

If she had nothing, why did she still have so many problems like a rich girl? When Granny Liu came to Longcui Temple to drink half a cup of tea, she thought Granny Liu was ugly and dirty. In the end, she even refused to accept the antique Chengyao cup that was rare in the palace, and even said she would smash it.

Miaoyu practices Buddhism with her hair uncut, unable to get rid of her three thousand strands of worries. She is unwilling to spend her life as a Buddhist, nor can she abide by the Buddhist precepts. She refuses to convert completely, but wants to use this identity to "be free from worldly affairs."

This is exactly in line with Xing Xiuyan’s comment on her in the original novel: “Neither a monk nor a layman, neither a woman nor a man.”

However, Miaoyu is only an eighteen-year-old girl. She became a nun because of illness, and it was not her own will. Her identity confined her, and she could only behave like an "outsider", wearing black clothes and eating vegetarian food every day, ringing morning bells and evening drums, and even not revealing the slightest envy of the world of pleasure. Only then could she try hard to live up to the label of a nun and show a style different from that of the vulgar.

Moreover, Miaoyu lost her Buddhist wisdom and fell into the quagmire of greed, anger and ignorance. The more she showed off her nobleness and transcendence, the more vulgar she appeared. This is probably the embodiment of "How can one be pure if one wants to be pure?"

"She is dressed in Buddhist robes, with a Taoist character in her bones. She has the style of Wei and Jin dynasties on the outside, but she has the carefree heart of Zhuangzi on the inside." Perhaps this is the real Miaoyu.

Miaoyu seemed to see something strange in Shui Rong's eyes. She looked at the young man with her clear eyes and asked in a slightly imperceptible tone, "My lord, what do you think is wrong with what the poor nun said?"

Sure enough, those were words that mocked her.

Shui Rong paused after hearing this, then looked at the aloof nun and questioned her face to face, revealing that she also had a bad temper.

After a pause, Shui Rong waved his hand and said, "Master, you have been overthinking. I just think that what Master said is quite reasonable. You are indeed a cultivator."

Miaoyu: "."

I always feel that there is something else the prince said, but I can't put it into words.

Seeing that the matter had been settled, Xiangyun looked at Shuirong with a detached look and said playfully, "Brother-in-law, when will you fulfill your promise to give me the pony?"

Although she was impatient, she was not stupid. They were talking about serious matters before, and she would not break the rules even if she was favored. But it was different now. The atmosphere was a bit weird, and it was a good time to ease it.

Hearing this, Shui Rong turned to look at the lively girl in front of him with a slightly embarrassed expression. He had promised earlier to find a few docile ponies for Xiangyun, but he was busy with the affairs of the Governor's Mansion during that period and had forgotten about it.

Concubine Beijing noticed Shui Rong's embarrassment and felt amused in her heart. It was true that this monkey agreed readily, but in the end, it was all empty talk.

Pursing her lips, Concubine Beijing pulled Xiangyun and said lovingly, "Brother Rong has political affairs to attend to, so he can't get away. But it's just right. Why would a girl learn to ride a horse?"

Xiangyun pursed her lips when she heard this. She naturally knew that her brother-in-law was busy with government affairs, so she had never urged him before. She just mentioned it now so that her brother-in-law would not forget about it. Who would have thought that Concubine Beijing would not agree again. She was so upset. If she had known earlier, she should have reminded her brother-in-law in private.

Facing Concubine Beijing, Xiangyun naturally would not throw a tantrum. She just looked at Shui Rong with her bright eyes, aggrieved, as if to say: Brother-in-law, you are responsible.

Seeing this, Shui Rong coughed lightly and said, "Mother, girls may not be unable to ride horses. There are many heroic women throughout history. I will teach you myself, so it's okay."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Beijing chuckled and said, "Just pamper this girl!"

It's a good thing that the brother and sister are in harmony, and the whole thing about a heroine is obviously a joke, so she didn't take it seriously.

Seeing this, Xiangyun smiled again and said in a crisp voice, "Brother Rong (Nong) is the best."

Shui Rong chuckled when he heard this. Xiangyun was her brother-in-law on weekdays, but whenever she needed help, she would call him Brother Rong (Nong). He really knew how to judge people by their situation. Sooner or later, he would make her realize how powerful Brother Rong (Nong) was.

After a pause, Shui Rong said, "I will find the foal in two days, so don't worry."

Finding a few docile ponies is just a trivial matter for the Beijing Prince's Mansion, a family of military honors, and is not worth mentioning.

Miaoyu sat upright on the brocade cushion, looking at the warm-faced young man with her beautiful eyes. She had a different perspective from the common people, but looking at the harmonious family scene in front of her, she felt lonely inexplicably.

It’s time to hold the lamp.

On the corridor walkway, Baoqin holding a lantern led the way, Shui Rong and Yuanchun strolled on the bluestone path towards the "Feng Yi Courtyard".

Yuanchun's plump face was blurred in the hazy sky. She could faintly hear the sound of a chuckle in her ears, which made her eyes sparkle with stars and her heart feel a little shy.

It is a little embarrassing to walk hand in hand with my husband on the corridor, but this peaceful and beautiful scene is fascinating.

Shui Rong noticed the beauty's shyness, and he couldn't help but hold her hand tighter, saying softly: "Don't pay attention to them, they are just jealous of our marriage!"

Yuanchun felt the love of her husband, her beautiful eyes shone with a soft "hmm", her heart was filled with joy, and her husband really loved her deeply.

Shui Rong was unaware of Yuanchun's emotion. He looked at Baoqin, who seemed to be hesitant in her steps, and said softly, "Baoqin, are you still feeling unwell?"

Normally, nothing would happen to a girl, but Shui Rong might have been a little too excited that day, so she got hurt.

Baoqin Yurong, who was holding the lantern to lead the way, couldn't help but blush. Why did the prince ask about this? However, it was really a blessing for her to have the prince's concern.

Pursing her lips, Baoqin said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am fine."

Yuanchun naturally knew the situation. When she talked about this, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glare at the young man. It was all because of her husband's lack of self-control that she felt uncomfortable while holding the zither.

But then again, Yuanchun was also an experienced person, and she acted as if nothing had happened that night. After all, it was her husband's pity for her, and for a moment, her heart softened again.

Shui Rong frowned upon hearing this, loosened his hand around Yuanchun, raised it and patted it gently, and said with a smile: "You are the master, thanks to Baoqin for helping you a lot. If she is not feeling well, you should let her rest for a few more days. You don't need a maid to serve you anyway."

Speaking of which, Baoqin did help Yuanchun a lot, both by teaching in person and making cushions, and this is true.

Yuanchun let out a soft cry, then her pretty face turned red and she gave him an angry look. She knew in her heart that her husband was joking with her. The lightness was better than the tickling, which was a bit inexplicable.

Pursing her pink lips, Yuanchun spat, "I also told Baoqin to rest for a few more days, but this girl didn't listen. How can you blame me? My husband is so unreasonable."

Baoqin, who was holding a lantern and leading the way, also echoed, "Your Highness, I am used to doing housework, and I feel uncomfortable when I am idle. It's not the young lady's fault."

A maid should behave like a maid. It is a great blessing to have a day off from the prince. If you take advantage of this, people will say that you are spoiled.

Shui Rong chuckled upon hearing this and said, "You two, master and servant, are working together. I am very pleased."

The two of them felt a little relieved when they heard this, and they all spat lightly, saying, "I am very happy, but the prince is so frivolous."

Yuanchun looked at her husband following her to "Feng Yi Ting", could it be... Although Yuanchun yearned for it in her heart, it was not possible at the moment. Young people who indulge in pleasure are most likely to ruin their health.

Chapter 167 I wonder if my brother-in-law will agree

Duke Rong's Mansion.

The carriage of Prince Beijing's mansion stopped in the courtyard. Shui Rong, dressed in casual clothes, helped the graceful Yuanchun get off the carriage. Jia Zheng and Jia Baoyu, who had been waiting for a long time, came up to greet them one by one.

Shui Rong looked at the two people who were greeting each other and said with a warm smile: "Father-in-law, your son-in-law is here to have a simple meal at Yue's house. There is no need to be polite."

As for Big Face Treasure, Shui Rong didn't care.

Yuanchun, who was standing by, felt warmed at the words and looked at her husband with sparkling eyes. Not only did her husband love her, but her family was also treated with courtesy. This great fortune fell on her. She really didn't know how much blessings she had accumulated in her previous life.

Jia Zheng said seriously, "Your Majesty, etiquette cannot be abolished."

Shui Rong didn't say much about this. This was just the way his father-in-law was, and it was also a good thing for Shui Rong.

Soon, the group of people headed towards Rong Xi Tang in a mighty manner.

Outside Rong Xi Tang, Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, Feng Jieer, Li Wan, Daiyu, Yingchun, Xichun and other female relatives were waiting outside the door. When they saw the visitor, they hurried forward to greet him.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows upon seeing this, but didn't say anything. After all, the Jia family put on such a display just to show their importance to Shui Rong.

The outside of the hall was not a place for talking, so after a few pleasantries, the younger ones went to the side rooms to play around, and Shui Rong and Yuanchun then went into the hall with Jia Mu and the others.

In the main hall, Shui Rong sat on a chair, and the person sitting opposite him was Lady Jia. As for the high platform, no one was available to sit.

Grandmother Jia looked at Shui Rong with both eyes, and bowed with a dignified face, saying, "My Lord, it's still early, you should take a rest first."

Shui Rong understood what he said. It was not time for dinner yet, so there was no need to rush. However, the purpose of coming here was to let Yuanchun and the others meet her family, so he came a little earlier on purpose and did not care about dinner.

So Shui Rong said in a gentle voice: "It just so happens that Yuanchun and the others can reminisce about the past. It's no big deal. The old lady doesn't have to worry about it."

Mrs. Wang, who was standing by, couldn't help feeling proud when she saw Shui Rong being so humble and polite. She thought that this son-in-law was so considerate that her mother-in-law felt proud of him.

Grandmother Jia was also pleased. There were many ladies who married into the palace, but none of them could compare to the considerate prince in front of her. She couldn't help but say with emotion: "It is really a blessing for the eldest girl to meet the prince."

After hearing this, Yuanchun agreed in her heart. It was her blessing to meet her husband.

Shui Rong glanced at the beautiful lady with sparkling eyes, took her soft hand with his right hand, and said gently: "Yuanchun is wise and generous, and manages the affairs of the mansion in an orderly manner. It is my blessing to meet Yuanchun."

Marrying a virtuous wife can bring prosperity to three generations. In his eyes, Yuanchun is a virtuous wife. Blessings are mutual. Moreover, Yuanchun is not only virtuous, but also first-class in appearance. Such a wife with both good qualities and appearance is a blessing for Shui Rong.

Yuan Chunxia's cheeks flushed, and she raised her starry eyes and glared at the young man. How could her husband hold her hand in front of her grandmother and others? But she also knew that her husband was showing off their harmonious relationship in front of her grandmother to save her face. For a moment, her heart softened. With such a husband, what else could she ask for? In the future, if her husband wanted to act foolishly, she would just let him do whatever he wanted.

Seeing this, Jia's mother smiled knowingly and said jokingly, "These newlyweds don't even know how to avoid being around people."

Mrs. Wang had a smile on her face, she didn't care in her heart. The closer her eldest girl was to the prince, the better. It would be even better if she gave birth to a little prince as soon as possible.

Feng Jieer's eyes turned slightly. She didn't care about the couple's affection, but was thinking about other things.

Yuanchun was shy to begin with, and after hearing Grandmother Jia's teasing, she became even more shy and said angrily, "Grandma."

The small compartment was filled with pearls and jade, cosmetics and perfume, and laughter and joy were heard everywhere.

Li Wan held Jia Lan's arm, her pretty face full of kindness, and asked softly, "Brother Lan, are you all right in the palace?"

Jia Lan was excited to see his mother whom he had not seen for a long time. He nodded and said, "Mother, my uncle treated us very well and even invited a teacher from the Imperial Academy to teach us."

When Li Wan heard Jia Lan start to call the prince "uncle", she felt relieved. Then she saw that the prince had invited a teacher from the Imperial Academy to teach, her eyes were filled with joy. Since the prince treated his son so well, she had to thank him in person.

On the other side, Baoyu and his friends were chatting and joking with Tanchun and Xiangyun.

Daiyu, wearing a lotus-purple dress, looked at the lively Xiangyun with her willow eyes, chattering non-stop, and said with a knowing smile: "Ah, I finally had a peaceful day, but today I was ruined by Yun girl again."