The Red Mansions

Chapter 474 Jia Heng: Master, are you pretending to sleep?
Ningguo Mansion

A carriage with hairpin tassels and two horses driving at the same time slowly stopped in front of the west corner gate of Ningfu, and also cast a shadow on the shining bluestone road that was as bright as water.

On this side, Jia Heng ordered the attendants of the Jinyi Mansion to go back, then got off the horse, walked to the curtain of the carriage, and whispered: "Big sister, you're home."

Yuan Chun, Bao Qin, and a fair-skinned female medical officer surnamed Wu in her early thirties helped her out of the carriage and headed for the interior with Jia Heng.

The party passed through the Yimen Gate and walked on the Chaoshou verandah. The green-painted gallery, the red lanterns hanging on the porch pillars swayed with the wind, and the chill of early spring in February also came with the evening wind. .

Jia Heng looked at Yuan Chun, who was wearing a cloak and a light yellow jacket, and said softly, "Big sister, go to the small hall in the backyard to have dinner together, and then go back to the West Mansion at no later time."

Yuan Chun stood on the spot, Yingying turned to look at Jia Heng, and asked softly: "Brother Heng is going to lead Wu Zanshan to treat Master Miaoyu, right?"

"Well, let's go see Miaoyu first, the wind-cold disease is not easy to delay." Jia Heng nodded and said.

Miaoyu was suffering from the cold, and was avoiding medical treatment, so he went with her and persuaded her that she would get better in the end.

Yuan Chun said: "Then Brother Heng will come over for dinner later?"

"Go back, but you don't have to wait for me." Jia Heng said softly, then looked up at the female officer surnamed Wu who was carrying a dark red medicine box, and said in a gentle voice, "Wu Zanshan, come with me."

The female medical officer surnamed Wu didn't dare to be negligent, and she responded respectfully.

Yuan Chun watched the two of them go away until they could no longer see the light of the lantern, then looked at Baoqin beside him, and said softly, "Let's go over."

But it is said that Miaoyu's house is located in the east wing room, where the candles are still on. Inside the green gauze curtain, on an embroidered couch, there is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman wearing a moon-white monk's robe, without a monk's hat, and her hair is not even combed. , just tied casually with a green rope, and now his back is leaning on a brown pillow, covered with an autumn-colored quilt, holding a book in his hand, and watching by the light.

"Cough cough..."

Miaoyu picked up the handkerchief and coughed, her cold jade face was somewhat pale.

In fact, at noon, Xing Xiuyan, Yingchun, and Xichun had already visited once, and since Miaoyu was ill, they couldn't bother her too much.

At this moment, the little girl Susu, who was wearing double buns and a green jacket with pinched teeth, came close to her with a porcelain bowl filled with steaming rice porridge in both hands, and said in a glutinous voice, "Miss, eat some Just porridge."

Miaoyu came from the Muni courtyard, accompanied by two nuns and a little maid.

Miaoyu put down a volume of "Diamond Sutra" in her hand, raised her clear and elegant face, because of her sickness, her brows and eyes that were carved in the past seemed weak, but her voice was still as cold as ice, and said: "At this moment Not much appetite."

The little girl Susu, who knew Miaoyu's temper, did not dare to persuade her, so she put the porridge bowl on the high tea table beside her and said, "Then I will put it here first, and I will eat it later when the girl wants to eat."

Miaoyu looked out of the window with her bright eyes, and saw the red lantern shaking outside at the casement, she couldn't help sighing.

Tomorrow is her mother's memorial day, perhaps because of this, she was so restless that she didn't sleep well for the past two days, and only opened the window last night to catch the wind.

And when Miaoyu's thoughts were fluctuating, the voice of a nanny came faintly from the small hall outside the inner room, entered the room, and said: "Miss, Master Heng is here."

Miaoyu couldn't help being startled, and said to herself, "What is he doing here?"

Thinking about it, I knew it was Xichun who had revealed her illness to the past, thinking of this, and sighed softly again.

He really has a heart, but now that she looks sick, it's not easy to see her, so he said: "Let's just say that I'm resting, I'm sick, and I ran into the uncle carefully, see you tomorrow."

The mother said again: "Miss, Uncle Heng invited the doctor and said that he would treat the young lady."

"I... I don't look at the doctor." Miaoyu's expression changed suddenly, and she said hastily, then put down the pillow, covered the quilt, and said, "Let's say I'm asleep."

Mammy: "..."

While the master and servant were talking, a black shadow was already reflected on the screen, no, it was two shadows, gradually from long to short, entering the inner room.

Following the sound of footsteps, Jia Heng asked Wu Zanshan to wait in the small hall first, then walked around the screen and entered the inner room.

"Master Heng." Mammy called softly.

Jia Heng nodded, couldn't help but lowered his voice, frowned, and asked, "Where is Miaoyu?"

Seeing Jia Heng frowning, Xu Shi felt subconsciously timid, and said without thinking, "Miss just said she was asleep."

Jia Heng: "..."

Miaoyu was under the covers, hearing this, she just felt that she couldn't stand it.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then asked: "Master, are you pretending to sleep?"

Miaoyu: "???"

Miaoyu lifted the quilt with one hand, looked at the young man angrily, and said: "Master Heng, the poor nun is ill, it's not easy to entertain, please forgive me."

Jia Heng nodded, looking at Miaoyu, who had disheveled hair and a sickly, haggard face, compared to the past, no matter how strong the arrogance on his face was, it was not as cold as before, and asked: "Master, how is it?" ?”

Miao Yuyu's face was as pale as paper, she stared at the boy in the python suit, and said in a clear and cold voice: "Master Lao Heng has bothered you, it's nothing serious."

Jia Heng went forward to find a chair, sat down, looked at Miaoyu who was sitting up on the bed, with a calm expression, and said softly: "The fourth younger sister said that you have suffered from a bit of cold, and your body is not very comfortable, so you are still unwilling to invite the doctor , I’ll come over to see you, and I’ll invite you a girl to help you take a look.”

Seeing that Miaoyu is not in good condition, she is not good at teasing like in the past.

After hearing what Jia Heng said, Miaoyu paused for a moment, her eyes flickered, she frowned, and asked in surprise, "What girl?"

"Miss Zanshan from the eldest princess's mansion." Jia Heng explained, and called out: "Mr. Wu, come in to see the patient."

"You..." Miao Yuying's lips twitched, wanting to say something to stop her, but when she saw the young man with a clear face, there was a hint of refusal in his eyebrows and eyes, she sighed quietly, but she didn't say anything.

Not long after, I saw a woman dressed as a female officer approaching, looked at Miaoyu who was sitting on the bed, and asked: "Miss, are you in good health?"

Miaoyu saw that it was a girl who was only dressed in court decorations, pursed her slightly pale lips, turned her eyes to look at the young man, didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only reply: "I was just looking at the young man last night. I suffered from some wind and cold, coughed in the morning, felt a little dizzy, and my limbs were weak. I will be fine after two days of recuperation."

Last night, she couldn't sleep, she stood in front of the window with only her underwear on for a while, and felt dizzy this morning.

Jia Heng explained: "Wu Zanshan, our family's Miaoyu is not only proficient in Zen theory, but also understands medical theory. Wu Zanshan's diagnosis is also much easier."

When Miaoyu heard the words "Our Miaoyu", her heart couldn't help jumping, she clenched her hands in the quilt, peeked at the young man, lowered her clear eyes, and didn't refute the words.

She lives in Ning Mansion, so she belongs to his family?
Just persuading myself in this way, my heart is still pounding.

Wu Zanshan said with a smile: "Since Master Miaoyu is well versed in medical theory, it's easy to talk about it. Let's take the pulse first. If there is no serious problem, I will prescribe two medicines for calming the nerves and removing heat later, decocting it, and carefully pinching the fever." .”

Said, approached, gave Miaoyu the pulse.

Miaoyu's heart knot is because of the male doctor. It is said that his teacher is not only a master of congenital numbers, but also an expert in Xinglin. He usually has a headache and fever, and it is his teacher who helps to treat it.

Miaoyu was weak and sick since she was a child, but she grew up safely later because of her teacher.

After a while, Jia Heng asked, "Wu Zanshan, how are you doing?"

Wu Zanshan met Jia Heng and Miao Yu's eyes, and said softly: "It's nothing serious, I'll prescribe some medicine."

Saying that, after taking the pen and paper from the little girl, Jia Heng took a candlestick from the small table and lit it nearby.

With the rotation of the wrist, the beautiful handwriting appeared on the light yellow paper.

Miaoyu sat on the bed and watched the young man hold the candle, her eyes flickered and her heart trembled slightly.

"Lord Jia, take the medicine according to the prescription, two doses a day, take about two or three days, it should be fine." Wu Zanshan stopped writing, turned his face away, and handed it over respectfully.

Jia Heng put down the candlestick, took the prescription, got up quickly, and said, "Thank you Wu Zanshan, it's getting late today, why don't you go back to the Princess Mansion tomorrow, how about it?"

Wu Zanshan complied, and followed a nun to the front hall for dinner.

At this time, Jia Heng picked up the prescription, handed it to the little girl Susu, and said, "Give it to the boys in the front yard, and let them go to An Ren Tang on Ningrong Street to get the medicine."

"Yes, sir." The little girl Su Su crisply finished speaking, and hurried away.

Miaoyu quietly watched the boy in the python suit busy, her bright eyes were fixed, her nose felt a little sore for some reason.

For a while, Jia Heng and Miao Yu were left in the room.

"Master is so nice, why is it caught in the wind?" Jia Heng asked.

Miaoyu was silent for a while, her voice was as cold as broken jade, and said: "I couldn't sleep yesterday, I opened the window to watch the night scene for a while, and I forgot the time."

"So careless." Jia Heng said, picked up the rice porridge from the table, looked down, saw the porridge with a few vegetable leaves, paused, and asked: "Do you usually eat this?"

Miaoyu raised her eyes to look at Jia Heng, and said: "Monks don't eat meat and meat, and simple tea and light meals are enough, and they don't tire of fine food, and they don't tire of fine food."

"You are not a monk..." Jia Heng said softly, and then said: "A monk is merciful and magnanimous, do you also hold grudges?"

Last time, he said that Miaoyu never tires of fine food and fine meat, but now he is waiting here?

Miaoyu ignored the young man, just looked at the young man's face.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression was cold. Even if he was joking, there was no smile in his clear eyes, and he had no idea what he was thinking.

Perhaps this is the city mansion, with the danger of mountains and rivers in his heart, and the strictness of the city mansion in his chest.

Jia Heng took the porridge bowl, stirred the porridge bowl with a spoon, slightly dissipated the heat, and said: "Eat the porridge first, and if you don't want to eat, you have to eat some. After eating something, you will always feel warm in your body. To sleep better."

As soon as Miaoyu fell ill, the fun of making fun of Foyuan seemed to be much less.

Miaoyu didn't answer, but stared at the young man with bright eyes.

"Why, you still want me to feed you?" Jia Heng asked with a frown.

"You..." Miaoyu finally couldn't help it, and said in shame, then met those warm eyes, and reached out to take the porridge bowl.

The girl's hands were very slender and slender, and they were not painted with Kodan like her toes, probably because Ning Shuanghao wore a string of Buddhist beads on her wrist.

Jia Heng took the towel from the side shelf, and under Miaoyu's slightly surprised eyes, explained: "Knowing that you are happy, don't put the porridge on the quilt. When I was young, I was sick and ate in bed. My mother did the same. .”

Miaoyu's face trembled slightly, she pursed her lips, listening to the young man's words of being close to nature, a warm current surged through her heart, and her bright eyes became foggy for a while.

Quickly picked up the spoon and ate it in small bites.

Jia Heng looked at it quietly for a while, handed over the handkerchief, and asked, "You were weak and sick when you were young, and you know some ways to keep in good health. Why did you open the window and look into the distance in your middle clothes yesterday, and you have something on your mind?"

In fact, Miaoyu is quite pitiful. She was born in a family of officials, her parents died, and she practiced with her master. She took care of herself alone. According to her fate in the original book of the Red Chamber, she should have been humiliated by villains.

Although his temperament is a bit eccentric, and he seems a little... sullen, but he is actually not bad.

In the original work of the Red Chamber, Xiangyun and Daiyu couplet poems, Xiangyun's sentence is "Crossing the shadow of a crane in a cold pond", and Daiyu uses "the cold moon buryes the soul of flowers". The poems of the two probably correspond to their own destiny.

Later, Miaoyu thought it was too "desolate and eerie", and finally completed it with "Zhongming in Changcui Temple, Chicken singing in Daoxiang Village", showing an optimistic and open-minded atmosphere.

At this time, Miaoyu took the handkerchief and wiped her mouth. She didn't know whether she had eaten half a bowl of porridge or because of other reasons, a faint blush appeared on her pale cheeks, and she looked at the young man with complicated eyes in her cold eyes. After a moment of silence, she said: "Tomorrow...is my mother's memorial day."

Hearing this, Jia Heng's face was stunned, and he frowned and said: "This... sorry, I don't know."

I read the file the day before yesterday and looked up Miaoyu's case, but I didn't notice this section.

"It's nothing, it's been many years." Miaoyu shook her head lightly, her voice was softer, she raised her eyes to look at the young man, but said nothing.

Jia Heng did not continue this section, took the porridge bowl, got up, put it on the small table beside him, and said: "I said the day before yesterday that I discussed with you about your father's dossier, and now the dossier is in my study. Said to take a look in these two days, and then add up with you."

Miao Yuyu paused for a moment, stared at the young man, and said softly: "Did you find anything before?"

Jia Heng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "It's true that there are some strange things, or something unusual. I'm going to study the files again and ask some insiders. By the way, you still have an impression of what kind of person your father was. ?"

Miaoyu's crystal-clear face showed memories, and she finally shook her head.

Holding someone's handkerchief in his hand, he said in a clear voice: "Because I have been sick since childhood, I bought many substitutes, but they were useless. When I was three years old, I entered the Xuantou Panxiang Temple to practice, and then I gradually got better. , when he was seven or eight years old, his family suffered a catastrophe, so he didn't get along with his father for long, and later I heard from my master that my father offended the Zhongshun Palace, framed him, and was later implicated in a criminal case."

Jia Heng pondered for a moment, and said: "There are also some old grudges between King Zhongshun and me. If your father's case is indeed wronged, there may be a chance to be rehabilitated and your parents' reputation restored. At that time, you may not have to become a monk."

Miaoyu gave a soft "hmm", and her cold and bright eyes flickered, falling on the face of the young man opposite, and asked, "Why don't I need to become a monk?"

Jia Heng looked at Miaoyu, because he was ill, he did not wear Miao Chang's bun, but spread his hair over his shoulders, and said: "Your six sense organs are not clean, and your ties to the world are not complete. If you are at home, how can you become a monk? "

Miaoyu: "..."

This time, he didn't refute. He just glanced at the young man sitting on the stool with a pair of clear eyes, and immediately lowered his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jia Heng said softly: "At that time, if you have been wronged, you can return to your hometown to mourn your parents."

When Miaoyu heard this, her eyes flickered, she looked at the young man, and said: "King Zhongshun is the son of heaven's brother, it's not easy to deal with, you have to be careful."

Jia Heng nodded and said, "I know it well."

Miaoyu said "hmm" and said nothing more.

At this moment, the two seemed to be good friends who had a long talk, and temporarily lost their previous tit-for-tat.

Jia Heng said calmly, "Wait a while, bring the medicine here, decoct and take a dose first, you don't eat meat on weekdays, it's actually good or bad, you always have to eat some porridge to nourish the blood, since you are in the house You don't have to be polite to stay here."

Hearing the young man's calm words, Miaoyu couldn't help feeling warm in her heart, but she was always proud, so she couldn't say thank you at that time.

While the two were talking, a nun from the outside entered the wing room and said: "Miss, Master Heng, the medicine has been brought."

There is a pharmacy on Ningrong Street, and the people from Ningguo Mansion are naturally very attentive when they go to get the medicine.

Jia Heng said: "Give it to the back kitchen to decoct and take it, and bring it to your girl later."

Mammy hurriedly responded.

Miao Yu looked at the young man, was quiet for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Master Heng didn't have dinner, did he?"

Jia Heng picked up the teacup on the side, took a sip of tea, and said, "I'm not hungry, I'll go back to eat later."

Miaoyu gave a soft "hmm", thought for a while, and said, "Xichun seldom talks about Zen with me recently."

"Oh? That's pretty good." Finally, a slight smile appeared on Jia Heng's face, and he said, "Thank you so much, Master."

"It has nothing to do with poor nuns." Miaoyu sighed inwardly as she caught the frozen smile on the boy's face.

It was you who used the love between brother and sister, and perhaps the ignorant love between a man and a woman, to make her no longer want to be lonely and detached. But in the future, maybe she is too attached, and when she can't ask for it, she will be disheartened. It can be seen.

Drinking and pecking, there may be a certain number in the dark.

Unaware of Miaoyu's slander, Jia Heng sat down for a while and said, "Okay, let's rest earlier, Mrs. I will go back first, and come to see you after reading the file tomorrow."

Hearing this, Miaoyu raised her snow-cold jade face and looked at the young man, feeling a little bit reluctant in her heart, but she didn't show the slightest expression, and said in a clear voice, "Master Heng, go slowly."

Jia Heng nodded, didn't say anything else, got up and left.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Miaoyu slowly picked up the handkerchief left by Jia Heng, and looked at the traces of porridge on it. In the past, it might have been glaring, and she felt that she had to wash it off, but now she stared at it carefully. There is a bit of joy in my heart.

Folding the handkerchief, looking at the candlelight in the distance, the previous scenes seemed to appear in front of my eyes, and for a while... I was a little crazy.

(End of this chapter)