The Red Mansions

Chapter 69
While the two were talking, Dong Qian came in a hurry in the yard, entered the stove room with a dignified expression, panting slightly, and said anxiously: "The torture is out, and it is in Shuiyue Temple outside the city. Then Lai Sheng will also be sent to Jingzhao Yamen."

There was a glint in Jia Heng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Cai, it's not too late, you hurry up and send the bandit to Jingzhao Yamen, and my brother and I will go to Shuiyue Nunnery."

Cai Quan responded, cupped his fists, and left first.

"Brother," Jia Heng looked up at Dong Qian, hesitating to speak.

"Let's go together." Dong Qian whispered aggressively.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, nodded heavily, and said, "I'll go to the room to explain something first."

At this moment, in the east window, in the wing room, Qin Keqing was sitting on the bed, wearing a fiery red wedding dress, sitting elegantly, with her slender hands folded in front of her lower abdomen, listening to the noise outside the courtyard, and the sweet voice under the red hijab. Yurong blushed a little, at this moment she only felt her heart beating fast.

At this moment, along with the sound of footsteps, the voice of the servant girl Baozhu sounded, "My lord, you... why did you come in? The guests haven't left yet..."

Qin Keqing's folded slender hands tightened, listening to the conversation between the two behind the screen, her face was as charming as a flower, and her cheeks were hot.

"I'm in a hurry. I won't be back until later. Take care of grandma." Jia Heng looked at the maid opposite and said in a gentle voice.

While speaking, he took down the sword hanging from the wall, turned around and left.

"Oh, my lord..." Baozhu and Ruizhu looked at each other and called out.

Jia Heng took the sword here, bowed his head and said to Aunt Cai that there was something urgent to go out.

Then, he and Dong moved out of the yard, got on their horses, and galloped towards Shuiyue Temple outside the city.

Suigetsuan

The night is blurry, the candles are dimly lit, in the meditation room, there is a small table on both sides, two people sit facing each other and drink tea.

Jia Zhen smiled, raised her eyes to look at the old nun Jingxu opposite, put down the teacup in her hand, and said, "I'm really sorry for disturbing my teacher's purity."

Thinking of Lai Sheng's going to bring the little lady of the Qin family to accomplish her good deeds in this pure Buddhist place, I just feel an unspeakable throbbing in my heart.

There was a smile on Jingxu's face, and he said: "It's rare for poor nuns to come here. Although today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Uncle Zhen is not happy in the mansion, but worships the Buddha in the humble place, but it makes the poor nun shine. .”

The Jia Mansion donates a lot of sesame oil money to Shuiyue Temple every year, so facing the head of Ningguo, she needs good hospitality.

Jia Zhen stroked her short beard under her chin with her hand, she was happy, and said with a smile, "The joy is not there, but here."

While the two were talking, a nun came in and said, "Abbot, the wing room has been tidied up, please move Master Zhen."

"The humble house is simple, please move the benefactor."

Jia Zhen got up and said with a smile, "It's getting late, so the wife should go to bed earlier."

While speaking, Jia Zhen left the meditation room and walked to the door of the main hall of the Buddha statue, her pace paused a little.

At that time, the bright moon was hanging high, as bright as silver, the breeze was blowing from all directions, and the branches and leaves were whirling. Jia Zhen stood under the eaves of the main hall, with her back to the statues of Buddhist altars behind her. Dyeing, like stagnant water and empty light, when I realized that it was the time of the year, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and asked the young man standing by, saying: "Go and see, why hasn't that servant Lai Sheng come over yet?" ?”

He did this to deceive others, so he only brought along a young servant, who was usually capable and careful.

The young man took his orders and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly heard the sound of "da da" horseshoes in the silent night, leaping over the moss-covered and vine-covered green walls of Shuiyue nunnery, and landed on Jia Zhen's ears side.

"Here we come, go and have a look!" Jia Zhen said anxiously to the young man with a happy face, and before the young man left, she said, "Master, I will go and see in person."

The mid-autumn moon is bright and the autumn wind is slightly cool, but Jia Zhen still feels her heart is burning like fire, and her lower abdomen is burning with fire. In the main hall of Shuiyue Temple behind, above the shrine Buddha statue, the butter lamp is quietly burning, and the golden eyes of the Guanyin Buddha statue are drooping slightly. , Compassionate.

On the mountain road, the horseshoes stepped on the smooth and flat bluestone road, making a fine sound of squatting.

Under the moonlight, the young man on top of the second rider got off his horse and tied the horse to a small tree in front of the archway of Shuiyue Nunnery. The cold moonlight shone on the earth, as bright as day.

"It's here!" Dong Qian looked up at the three characters "Shuiyue Temple" on the plaque, looked at Jia Heng, and said in a low voice.

Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Shuiyue Temple, his eyes flickered, the word "Shuiyue Temple" reminded him of a poem, "The poor girl from Xiuhu Houmen, lying alone next to the ancient Buddha with blue lamp."

"Go in."

When they went to the door, they found that the door was ajar. They were about to push it open, but they saw the door opened from the inside.

"Boss Lai, you're here. The master is waiting...huh? You are..." The young man was talking, looking at the two young people by the moonlight, and just stared blankly.

"You don't know how to live or die!" Without waiting for Dong Qian to make a move, Jia Heng raised his foot and kicked the boy in the stomach.

The little servant screamed, tearing through the silence of the night sky, and also froze Jia Zhen, who was anxious and following all the way behind.

Jia Heng ignored the little servant who was moaning on the ground, and went straight into the room, raising his eyes to meet Jia Zhen's panicked and frightened eyes.

Jia Zhen closed her eyes at this moment, and when she saw who was coming, she lost her voice: "You...how are you here?"

"Old man, you're looking for death!" Jia Heng snorted coldly, rushed towards Jia Zhen a few times, grabbed the collar of Jia Zhen who turned around and ran away, slipped up, and said: "Old man, want to Blind your mind!"

Grabbing the collar, he slapped Jia Zhen's face with a round circle, and there was a crackling sound, and after a while, his thin face was swollen like a pig's head.

Jia Zhen groaned in pain, swollen Lao Gao's cheeks, squeezed her small eyes together, mung bean-sized pupils shot out a venomous light, and shouted in her mouth: "Jia Heng, if you have the guts, kill me! That Qin family boy Wife...hehe, sooner or later, I will...give you a cuckold!"

Jia Heng sneered, his brows and eyes were dark and his eyes were bloodshot, he raised his fist and swung it towards Jia Zhen's face, but Dong Qian who followed him grabbed his arm tightly.

With stern eyes and a resolute expression, Dong Qian shook his head slightly.

This scene seemed to give Jia Zhen some confidence, and she let out a hoarse laugh like a night harrier, threatening and scolding: "I... I am the imperial court official, the third-rank General Wei Lie... If you dare to kill me, you have to... Desperate!"

Jia Heng sneered, and said: "When death is imminent, how dare you speak hard!"

He couldn't kill Jia Zhen on the spot, he had to wait for the court to punish him, but that didn't mean he didn't do anything.

It could also make his life worse than death. With a packed punch, he suddenly broke away from Dong Qian's palm, and went towards a certain position in Jia Zhen's waist, with an inch of strength penetrating his body, cutting off his Yin and breaking his veins.

This is the method of destroying the kidney meridian. It does not harm the exterior and interior, and takes the source of the kidney meridian directly. The kidney water will gradually fail. Believe it or not, it's hard to get a glimpse of it.

However, among the internal boxing moves he had learned in his previous life, they were also very vicious ones.

When Jia Zhen received a punch, she just let out a muffled groan. She only felt numbness in her waist and eyes, but she didn't feel any difference. She wanted to swear, but Jia Heng punched her in the stomach again, and she felt sour water in her stomach. , his facial features were distorted, his tears were flowing, and he couldn't say a word of threats and curses.

"Brother, let's take him to Jingzhao Yamen, hurry up!" Jia Heng said in a deep voice.

Dong Qian nodded, and said in a deep voice: "That boy, I tied him up just now, and I took them together and sent them to the Jingzhao Yamen for interrogation with Mr. Xu."

Saying that, he went to bind Jia Zhen.

And the movement here finally attracted the attention of the abbot Jingxu and the nun in Shuiyue Nunnery, and they came out with lanterns to check.

"Who are you?" Jingxu asked with a face change.

At this time, Dong Qian had taken out the rope and tied Jia Zhen, stuffed the rag into Jia Zhen's mouth, took out a black iron token, and said in a deep voice: "The soldiers and horses of the five cities are arresting the murderer. The court is on business, and idlers don't ask!"

Jing Xu's face changed slightly, and he stepped forward boldly and said: "This officer, did he make a mistake? This person is the patriarch of Jia's Ningguo Mansion, how can he be a murderer?"

Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "The thief is cunning and disguised, pretending to be the head of the Ningguo Jia family. Master, look again, this person is really the head of the Ningguo family?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Jia Zhen's skirt, and turned his swollen, distorted face to Jingxu.

He wanted to prevaricate it first, to prevent the old nun from reporting to the Ningguo Mansion, so as to buy time for the interrogation of Jingzhao Yin Xulu.

Under the moonlight, Mrs. Jingxu took a closer look at Jia Zhen, only to see that the face opposite her was swollen and tall, her hair was disheveled, and blood was oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"This, this..." Jingxu looked hesitant, and said slowly: "It doesn't seem like..."

Jia Heng said: "It's getting late, Master, please rest, and I'll wait for the two of you to return to the yamen."

　Bridal chamber tomorrow...

　
(End of this chapter)