The filial son of the Red Mansion

Xue Baochai suddenly saw Daiyu lowering her head with her cheeks flushed, and she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with Pin'er?"

Lin Daiyu raised her head slowly, and seeing that everyone was looking at her, she shook her head gently. Her eyebrows were slightly bent, as if they were not frowning. She saw Jia Rong coming out from the foot of the mountain, and there was another figure who looked like Sister Feng who suddenly disappeared.

She just felt an inexplicable blockage in her heart. This feeling was not jealousy, but the depressed emotion of discovering that someone very close to her had done something very bad.

Daiyu blinked several times and no longer saw Fengjie'er.

I couldn't help but think: Was I dazzled just now?

Sister Feng has always been very close to Brother Rong, so it is normal for them to be alone together.

But, it seemed like they were hugging each other just now, like they were kissing?

You must be dazzled!

Lin Daiyu looked ahead carefully again and saw Rong Ge'er walking quickly towards her.

Xue Baochai also followed her gaze and felt mixed emotions.

Could it be that Pin'er really has something against Rong'er?!

"Auntie, are you up?" Jia Rong smiled, but he saw Lin Daiyu staring at his lips. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly pursed his lips and asked, "Why didn't you ask the maids to follow?"

Xue Baochai did not observe as carefully as Daiyu. When Jia Rong approached, she smiled and said, "The old women are all old loaches. They only express their feelings in front of others. Once no one is watching, they will be thankful that they don't show off. I don't know where they are playing cards by now."

Lin Daiyu was feeling extremely complicated at this moment.

It shouldn't be Sister Feng! Maybe it's a maid in Ning Mansion.

She silently pulled out a piece of silk from her body and handed it to him, saying in a strange voice, "Why is Rong'er imitating Baoyu, secretly eating rouge outside and not even wiping his mouth clean?"

Xue Baochai glanced sideways and saw that there was indeed a little mark at the corner of Rong'er's mouth, so she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Lin Daiyu was infected by Baochai's laughter. She suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and said with a strange smile: "The maids in your family are really suffering. You always steal their rouge. I don't know how much more money they spend on rouge than others every year. Don't forget to give them money to buy rouge."

Even though Jia Rong was thick-skinned, he couldn't stand the teasing of the two young girls. While wiping the corners of his mouth, he begged for mercy: "Aunts, please don't make fun of me. I don't know how I got involved."

Xue Baochai secretly observed Daiyu's expression, thinking that after seeing this scene, Daiyu would not have such thoughts about Rong'er. When she took Daiyu with her, her smile became even brighter, and she said in an elder manner: "Since Rong'er calls us aunt, we must protect you and will never tell your wife about you stealing someone else's rouge."

Jia Rong and Daiyu had no idea of ​​Baochai's kind-hearted mind.

Rong Ge'er wiped it several times and asked with his head tilted: "Aunts, take a look, is it clean now?"

Seeing Jia Rong so confident, Lin Daiyu felt that he was not Sister Feng, so she smiled and said, "Go to the water and wet the silk and wipe it."

Jia Rong sighed quietly, this was all he could do.

Wang Xifeng always painted her lips bright red, and the slightest stain of that color would leave obvious marks.

Xue Baochai is still the best. Her face is still white and tender even without any rouge or powder. Her lips are still pink and beautiful even without rouge.

This is the real natural beauty, the most natural beauty without any embellishment.

Unfortunately, Xue Baochai also has a shortcoming. Like Wang Xifeng, she is not very tall.

As they chatted, Baoyu, Jia Lan, Qin Zhong and others came to Ningguo Mansion after school with their archery master. Baoyu had just arrived near the archery range when he heard Daiyu and Baochai laughing in the distance. He quickly asked Lan Ge'er and Qin Zhong to go to the archery range first, and he went to find the sound.

Who would have thought that just after passing the Dengxian Pavilion, he saw Lin Daiyu gently wiping the corners of Jia Rong's mouth as he squatted by the stream with a piece of silk.

collapse.

Baoyu felt as if the world had collapsed. Looking at the side, Baochai's eyes looked strange, but she was staring at Rong'er.

Ah ~

Jia Baoyu just wanted to yell to vent his dissatisfaction, but he was more afraid of not knowing how to face Daiyu and Baochai after yelling.

I turned around helplessly, pretending that I had never been there and had never seen it.

I quietly arrived at the archery range. I couldn't even lift my neck. How could I have the heart to practice archery? I even lost interest in the game of tossing pots.

"Jingqing, shall we go to the mountains to play?" Baoyu thought for a long time, and his eyes finally fell on Qin Zhong. He remembered that the mountains and forests of Ningguo Mansion were a place where few people went.

Qin Zhong wanted to go and play with him, but he looked at Lang Ge'er and then at Master Xishe.

Under the guidance of his archery master, Lang shot a standard arrow with his bow and said expressionlessly, "Go if you want to. I won't tell Rong."

Qin Zhong was overjoyed and hurriedly took Baoyu with him to leave the archery path. Because of the rules of the mansion, the archery path's long-serving servants could not go to the garden, so they could only watch the two people enter the mountain from a distance. Not long after, Qin Zhong was pulled into a secluded independent study by Baoyu, and he carefully calculated the accounts for the day under a painting of a beauty.

Jia Rong also heard the old women in the garden say that Baoyu, Lang'er and others had arrived, so he also walked towards the archery range.

Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai returned to Doufengxuan together. When Daiyu saw Fengjie, her cheeks became a little stiff, and the atmosphere in Doufengxuan became weird for a while.

Feng Jieer asked in confusion: "What's wrong with my sister?"

Lin Daiyu did not reply. She was inexplicably angry, her face darkened, and she handed the clean silk to Zijuan, humming, "Throw it away."

Not to mention others, even Xue Baochai didn't understand.

Everyone tried to coax Daiyu a little, but when it didn't work, they stopped and gradually dispersed.

The next day, Lin Daiyu still felt inexplicably angry. Baochai, Tanchun and other sisters went to see her early in the morning, but she refused to pay any attention to them.

At this time, Jia Rong had been taken to the Shen family by Shen Nian himself.

"Why did Uncle Shi come to pick me up in person?"

"I'm afraid your legs are weak and you don't dare to come." Shen Nian said very honestly.

Chapter 123: The elder brother’s wife and children, the younger brother will…

"My legs are weak?" Jia Rong patted his chest, and he was so confident wearing the golden soft armor. "I have never been afraid of anything in my life!"

Shen Nian is a man of few words and doesn't waste time talking to him.

The two arrived in South City and had just entered the Shen Mansion when the housekeeper conveyed Shen Hui's words.

"Gone?" Jia Rong suddenly widened his eyes, feeling that he had come here for nothing.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Fortunately, the girl is not here, otherwise I would have to use both muskets today.

Shen Nian frowned and asked in detail: "Did my sister say anything else?"

The Shen family's housekeeper looked at Jia Rong and said hesitantly, "I left some, but it's for Master Xiao Rong."

Jia Rong suddenly became curious and asked with a smile, "Please tell me, old sir, what message did she leave for me?"

The old housekeeper slowly straightened up, held her head high, and snorted in a shrill voice, "Rong boy, listen to me. I have to go out for something urgent today, so you should get out of here too. I will definitely teach you a lesson when I have some free time."

"Just speak, why are you imitating a woman's voice?" Jia Rong actually got goose bumps in this sultry weather.

The old housekeeper chuckled twice and said, "It was the young lady who asked the old servant to repeat the original words. Master Xiaorong, please go on. The young lady has instructed that Master Xiaorong is not allowed to drink the Shen family's tea."

Damn it?

"That's too bullying." Jia Rong raised his eyebrows, looked at Shen Nian, and said unhappily, "When Uncle Shen came to the Jia family, I treated him well. Is this how you treat guests now?"

Shen Nian was silent for a moment, then said, "Serve tea to Master Xiaorong. I have something else to do, and after Master Xiaorong finishes his tea, I will let him leave on his own."

what?

Neuropathy!

Just kidding!

"I will remember you two brothers and sisters." Jia Rong gritted his teeth. Shen Hui, don't let me see you again, or I will beat you to pieces. If I can't beat your brother, can't I teach you a lesson?

I want a cup of tea from you? If you don't want to drink it, then don't drink it. Let's go to the Qiu Duwei's house next door to have tea.

At this time, in the back hall, there was a tall woman who was sticking her head out and looking around.

She was Shen Hui, but she was nervous because she was about to meet Jia Rong. After hesitating for a long time, she finally backed off and didn't dare to meet him. She watched Jia Rong leave angrily from a distance, and her mood was very complicated.

However, Jia Rong was unwilling to make a wasted trip to the South City, and after being turned away at the Shen family, he hurried to the gate of Captain Qiu's mansion.

"Hurry up and inform, I am here to visit Brother Bailin."

When the servants in Commandant Qiu's house saw that it was Jia Rong, they wanted to close the door immediately. They hurriedly said, "The master is still working today."

"Brother is not here? My nephew Jiheng should be in the mansion. It would be nice for me to catch up with him." Jia Rong put one hand against the door, with half a foot almost in the threshold.

The servants were in tears. Qiu Jiheng was of course in the mansion, but the two masters had already ordered that this idiot must not be allowed in again.

Everyone hurriedly said, "The young master is not in the mansion either."

Jia Rong frowned and said, "Really? I don't believe it."

The servants gritted their teeth and pushed the door open, saying, "How dare we deceive Master Xiaorong? The master and the young master are not in the mansion. Master Xiaorong, please go back."

Jia Rong rolled his eyes slightly, and he stopped sighing, and said quietly: "Brother Qiu really blames me. He still despises me. He refused to give me a cup of tea. Forget it. Let's go to the house of Brother Yuan Zhen next door and ask for a cup of tea."

Yuan Zhen was the Dragon Guardian whom he had sworn brotherhood with in Qiu Duwei's mansion that day. There were many officials of this level living in South City, not only Yuan Zhen but also Xiao Kun.

Because the inner city was mostly occupied by princes and dukes, officials without luck or money settled in the south city. Also, the south city had a prosperous market, making it the busiest place in the capital, and there were countless brothels and prostitutes.

Jia Rong knocked on the door of Yuan's mansion, only to see white silk hanging across the room and white silk with patterns, as if there was a funeral in the mansion.

Could it be that Qiu Jiheng was not at home because he came to Yuan's house to pay his respects?

Rong Ge'er was overjoyed. He said hurriedly, "I am Brother Yuan Zhen's sworn brother, Jia Rong, the Duke of Ningguo Mansion and the Dragon Guard of the Imperial Court."

The servants of Yuan's residence looked at each other in surprise. They had heard of the Ningguo Mansion before, and seeing the fabric and color of Jia Rong's clothes, they knew he was not an imposter. They hurried to the hall to report, and invited Jia Rong in to have tea in the outer hall.

Jia Rong, however, had a pair of restless eyes, looking around here and there, and faintly heard the sound of mourning coming from the main hall behind him.

Who died?

How come there is no sound at all? Logically, there should be mourning sounds inside, and the body of the deceased has been lying there for at least a few days.

In the main hall, a young man wearing mourning clothes sat on a large round chair in front of the coffin, crying loudly. Accompanied by the sound of gongs and various musical instruments, men and women inside and outside the hall, upon hearing this man's cry, all hurriedly followed suit and cried.

A servant passed on the news of Jia Rong's visit.

The young man thought for a while and said, "The name Jia Rong sounds so familiar!"

Next to him was a middle-aged man without a beard. He had a round face and fair complexion, and his voice was half hoarse and half sharp like a duck. He whispered to the young man, "He is the inheritor of the Ningguo Mansion. He ranked first in the inspection at Tiewang Mountain this year. He is currently the Dragon Guard Guard and is on duty at the Shenwu Gate."

"It's him!" The young man's face suddenly lit up with joy, and he shouted, "Hurry up and let everyone cry, and invite him to come over to pay tribute."

When Jia Rong was invited into the main hall, he was a little dumbfounded when he saw the "Soul of Yuan Zhen, the Dragon Guard" placed on the altar.

Yuan Zhen is dead?

How did you die?