The Red Mansions

Chapter 823 Zhen Qing Who Wants To Steal The Sky

Zhenjia Manor
In the depths of the night, the raindrops fell on the eaves of the corridors and the rocks in the courtyard. Looking down from the height of the sky, thousands of threads are like bead curtains.

The qi-death lantern with the word "Zhen" hanging on the Chaoshou verandah swayed in the wind, making hoarse sounds.

When Zhen Qing returned to the courtyard, she did not call the female officer to serve her. Instead, she took a bath in the bathtub, changed into a simple and elegant dress, and just sat down on a chair covered with soft mattress cushions.

In the bronze mirror, even Zhen Qing felt that the face was becoming more and more charming at a glance.

Ever since I had an affair with that bastard, I have been obsessed with it...

Thinking of this, Zhen Qing spat secretly, and quickly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her heart.

That's her natural beauty, what does it have to do with that bastard's moisture?
Suddenly, at this moment, I heard the voice of a nanny outside the corridor: "Princess, the prince is back."

The king of Chu visited some relatives of his mother and concubine in Jinling today, but he did not come back today.

Zhen Qing took a deep breath, got up from the embroidered pier in front of the dressing table, and walked towards him, looking at the flushed and drunk King Chu opposite him, sniffing the wine on the person opposite him Angry, his face was slightly stunned, and he asked, "My lord, where have you been?"

Seeing Zhen Qing, the King of Chu looked bright and energetic, and said with a light smile: "Princess, today, under the recommendation of my third uncle, I accompanied a few scholars from Jiangnan, Fang Kuang from the Fang family and other Jinling six Jun, they are all talented and learned people who have read poetry and books."

The king of Chu’s external personality is a corporal who is respectful, fond of poetry and books, and likes to make friends with scholars who are knowledgeable in literature. This time he came to Jiangnan, he naturally communicated with those literati, and of course tried to establish contact with the officials in Jiangnan behind him.

As the King of Chu said, he sat down on the embroidered pier, stared at Zhen Qing with burning eyes, and asked, "Princess, what did Jia Ziyu say?"

"It's been agreed, it will be tomorrow night." Zhen Qing frowned, covered her nose and mouth with a handkerchief, and said softly, "My lord, go take a bath first, you smell of alcohol."

There is also some fragrance of powder on the body, is this just returned from the Qinhuai River?
Thinking of this, the trace of guilt hidden deep in my heart dissipated a lot.

The prince was originally a romantic, but she was stricter in the past and used countless tricks to restrain him, but now she just ignores it a little, and she has become so unrestrained.

In contrast, that bastard has never heard of going to the Qinhuai River since he came to Jinling, and even declined several times from the Ye family in Ye Huanhualou.
In fact, although Zhen Qing has identified Jia Heng, it is hard not to compare Jia Heng with the King of Chu in her heart, because only by comparing again and again can the gods of guilt brought about by secular ethics be dispelled.

Then, after all kinds of comparisons...Jia Heng wins!
King Chu nodded and said, "Princess, I'll go take a bath first."

Watching her husband leave reeking of alcohol, the prosperous smile on Huaxin's young woman Yanye's face gradually faded until her expression was gloomy, she pursed her thin lips, and finally sighed lightly.

There was one more thing, she had to think of a way.

Her Tiangui this month seems to have been missing for four or five days. I thought it was delayed for a few days, but thinking about it today, I'm afraid...

I remember when I was pregnant with Chun'er, it was like this a few days ago.

It's all because of that bastard, every time I want to...

"No matter what, just in case, you have to think of a way in advance." Zhen Qing's eyes flickered, the millstone left the embroidered pier, and walked to the window, her eyes flickered, thinking about the reason for not having sex with the King of Chu. Go ahead and cover up this matter.

She didn't want to wait until she had morning sickness before it would be too late.

When Zhen Qing was thinking about the strategy of "stealing the sky for the sun" and "crossing the sea with the sky", she suddenly heard heavy footsteps and turned her eyes to look.

After the king of Chu took a bath, he didn't have the heart to toss, and said softly: "Princess, I'll take a rest first."

With that said, he headed towards the bed in the inner compartment.

Seeing this, Zhen Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "My lord, go to sleep first, I still need to look at this month's account book."

"En." The King of Chu responded with a humming sound, and after a while, there was a thunderous snoring sound.

Zhen Qing looked at the figure lying on the bed, her beautiful eyes twinkled, and she had a plan in her mind.

I'm afraid I have to work hard on the word of wine, as long as the prince is drunk and she says that she has had intercourse, then the prince will only think of herself.

Beauty was originally a decisive character, she made up her mind and began to perfect the plan in her heart.

On the other side, Jinling, Ningguo Mansion

The night was dark, the autumn wind was bleak, and the wind and rain fell on the entire corridor eaves, and even the temperature dropped a little.

On one side of the three-foot-long and two-foot-long lacquered wood high tables, there are copper candlesticks, dancing with the clusters of candlelight, wax tears trickling like uncontrollable, untrimmed candles, sometimes wax oil Mixed with the air, there was a "crackling" sound.

A slightly petite figure changed from thin to thick on the window casement, and the shadow of the cloud bun and pink temples was gradually flush with the window sill.

Ying'er approached on tiptoe, listening to her girl's weeping grunt behind the curtain and the mixed voice of not knowing what to say, that pretty cheek was already hot as fire, and the pink lips that had been "telling the truth" before slightly pouted, trying to blow out the light.

"Don't blow on the lamp." An indistinct voice came from the curtain, which made Ying'er startled.

I had no choice but to quietly leave the inner room and head towards the outer room.

Jia Heng is also blowing the lamp at the moment, Baochai is leaning on the side with her head slanted, her hands are supporting Jia Heng's shoulders, her almond eyes are slightly closed, under the light, it looks like a white and dazzling stone lion in front of Ningguo Mansion, only occasionally trembling a few times unconsciously, Tired of humming.

Jia Heng put his arms around Baochai's shaved shoulders, and waited until Xueling had broken the plums. He hugged Baochai tightly, and said in his ear, "Sister Xue."

It was almost the beginning of winter, and the autumn wind outside the window was slightly cold, but inside the curtains of the hibiscus tent, the two were lying under the quilt, neither naked, embracing each other to keep warm.

Because Baochai hides heat and poison... Well, little fat girl, the firepower is strong.

Holding Baochai at this moment, Jia Heng felt like falling into a pile of cotton, even because Baochai was younger, softer and softer than Yuanchun.

At this moment, the hanging curtain was parted, Baochai's hair at the temples was slightly messed up, and it was pressed against his face. The bright eyes of the apricot under Cuiyu's beautiful eyebrows were shining, and he looked at the young man with joy and shame. , said: "Brother Heng."

Jia Heng said with emotion: "Sister Xue is really like a pile of snow, like a snow beauty, Concubine Yang."

He didn't know what to do with Empress Song, but Baochai was indeed Xuemei.

"Brother Heng is talking nonsense again." Baochai said shyly, turning her head aside, her jade cheeks were hot as fire, like a peach pistil, the bone-biting feeling just now came to her heart, and she couldn't hold it back.

Then Concubine Yang is a concubine, and besides, she is Concubine Yang, how can Brother Heng compare himself to Tang Minghuang?
Jia Heng said softly: "I will continue to serve my sister."

Baochai snorted and didn't say much.

After a while, looking at Baochai through a thin candle, Jia Heng leaned into the girl's ear and whispered, "Sister, why don't you serve me too?"

This Yan country map is a bit long.

"Ah?" Baochai was thinking about it. Hearing this, her bright eyes slightly opened, her blood-red face in the darkness was covered with confusion, and she said in a trembling voice, "Brother Heng, this...how can I serve you?"

Jia Heng had no choice but to whisper a few words into Baochai's ear. In view of Daiyu's lesson, he explained in more detail this time.

Baochai felt her heart beating wildly when she heard this, her body was as soft as a silkworm, she bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and said in a trembling voice, "I should serve Brother Heng."

She was his wife, and she should have offered to serve him.

In fact, this girl who has always been upright may still have a doubt deep in her heart, whether Jia Heng is lying to her body, just like the poor scholar in the storybook, who always abandons her.

After winning a series of fantastic victories, the deepest worries in my heart have long since dissipated.

To put it bluntly, with Jia Heng's current status, anyone who wants to throw himself into his arms can travel from Shenjing to Jinling.

Not long after, Baochai sank her fragrant, soft and plump body into the brocade quilt.

Jia Heng paused, looked at the flickering light outside, whispering words from time to time to teach.

After all, I read a lot of scripts written by people from the Yuan Dynasty, and when I blushed again and again, no one noticed, I knew something, but I didn't verify it.

I don't know how long it will take, the night is dark, the rain is pattering, Jia Heng looks outside at the flickering lights, his eyes as calm as an abyss are slightly fascinated, thinking about the superiority and inferiority of Chai and Dai.

It is true that Chunlan and Qiuju have their own victories, but Baochai seems to be more talented.

After a while, Baochai's apricot eyes were bright, as if Lirui's cheeks were flushed with blushing, and she pursed her moist lips, as if there was something unspeakable hidden.

Jia Heng looked at the girl with soft snow shoulders and white moon, handed over a handkerchief, and said in a low voice, "Sister, it's nothing, I wasn't..."

He didn't make things too difficult for Baochai just now.

Baochai's cheeks were as bright as clouds, and she said in a trembling voice, "I didn't know that brother Heng worked so hard in the past."

Previously, she only cared about herself, and didn't think about the suffering of the man.

Jia Heng: "..."

This Baochai is too virtuous, why didn't I find out earlier?

Jia Heng got up, served a cup of tea on the high table, and said softly: "Okay, let's not talk, let's sleep."

When Baochai heard the words, she didn't say much, her heart skipped a beat, and she responded gently, letting the young man hug her soft body and sleep peacefully together.

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next day
The sky began to rain again, falling on the eaves, and the eaves were washed black and green, and when the breeze came, the bare sycamore trees shook the raindrops, falling into the pits of the rocks, mixed with a few yellowed leaves The stagnant water rippling in circles and ripples, and the red beams and cornices on the mirror surface don't know where to go.

In the wing room, behind the hanging curtains, Jia Heng woke up from the delicate body of warm and fragrant nephrite, feeling the warmth and softness of his body, turned his eyes to look at Baochai, who had bright red cheeks and was sleeping sweetly, and gently held the Open a lotus root arm around his neck.

The girl with smooth muscles and bones, fragrant, soft and greasy, let out a "squeak" in her sleep, her bright eyes were closing, the fine and curved eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened, her apricot eyes calmed down, the white and greasy eyes were like Seeing the surprise on Xue's face, she said in a crisp voice with a rare sweetness, "Brother Heng, what time is it?"

Jia Heng smiled and said softly: "Sister Xue, the sun is shining...he's up."

As he spoke, he patted Baochai lightly.

Baochai blushed like a rosy cloud, and said angrily, "Brother Heng."

This...how could it hit her there?

Perhaps, in Brother Heng's eyes, she is more like a child?

As Jia Heng said, he propped up one arm, stood up, looked at the girl with shy eyebrows and eyes, gently stroked the girl's snow-white and round fragrant shoulders, and said in a gentle voice: "Sister Xue, I still need some military affairs today." to deal with."

Baochai's slightly baby-fat face was full of clouds and clouds, and the moist eyes under Cuiyu's beautiful eyebrows were filled with attachment and sweetness, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, hurry up, I will serve Brother Heng."

As he said, he took the blue embroidered red plum dress and put it on, it was plump and white, dazzling white and dazzling red.

Not long after, Jia Heng put on his clothes, sat on the side of the bed, put on his official boots, and called softly, "Yinger."

At this time, Ying'er responded with a "hey", and had already brought a basin of hot water, blushing, and whispered: "Miss, uncle, wash up."

Last night, he also said that the uncle spent the night at Miss Lin's place. He didn't want to sleep on the same bed with Miss Lin last night.

"Wait for your girl to get up, and I'll wash my face too." Jia Heng got up, walked slowly to the bronze mirror, and straightened the front of her clothes.

Baochai also put on her clothes and embroidered shoes at this moment, and approached her closely. Seeing joy and attachment on her jade face, she said, "Brother Heng, let me come."

Originally, she wanted to call her husband, but after some hesitation, Xuan gave up.

Jia Heng turned around and said in a gentle voice, "Sister, wear more clothes, don't catch a cold."

In fact, after sleeping with Daiyu that night, he realized somewhat that it seemed that in the bottom of their hearts, sleeping on the same bed was a real husband and wife.

Baochai approached, straightening the front of Jia Heng's lapels, and asked in a gentle voice that had a hint of his wife's charm, "Master, are you coming back for lunch?"

"Come back, sister Xue will cook some more dishes for me." Jia Heng smiled lightly, and explained: "Today, I went to the Ministry of War to see the delivered ordnance, as well as the promotion of some generals in the Jiangnan camp. .”

Sometimes he likes to talk about career and economics with Baochai, and sees her shyness that she is cautious about interjecting but dare not.

Baochai looked at Jia Heng with moist apricot eyes, pursed her pink lips, and said with a light smile, "Brother Heng, be careful on the road."

Jia Heng said: "I will, let's have breakfast together later."

After Yinger prepared the washing utensils, the two of them finished washing, sat around the small table, and had breakfast.

Jia Heng put down his chopsticks and said: "Sister Xue, our family's properties were originally some companies in Shenjing, and some of them were managed by the elder sister, but she is busy helping the eldest princess's mansion with the internal affairs. , and Keqing is still in charge of some of them, but I plan to open a batch of new firms in Jinling to manage maritime trade. Uncle and Xue Biao and others take care of it, and I can rest assured if you help with the cooking."

It is indeed appropriate for Baochai to do the business in the sea trade, because the Xue family will not give birth to its own vassals.

Baochai heard the words, smiled and looked at the young man opposite, and said softly: "Since Brother Heng said so, then I will help Brother Heng take care of it."

There is no refusal before last night at this moment.

Jia Heng took Baochai's hand and said: "Sister, we are a family. From now on, you don't have to hide from me. When you return to Beijing, you will also be housekeeper with Keqing."

When Baochai heard this, her complexion paused, her plump and beautiful face was full of dignity.

Ying'er was listening, with a look of joy on her face.

Secretly thought, after the girl shared the bed with Uncle Heng, it was really like honey.

But what happened if Luohong was not seen on the bed?Didn't the two of them have swords and shoes last night?
Jia Heng finished his breakfast in the wing where Baochai lived, and went to the front hall. He saw Chen Xiao had changed into the flying fish suit and had been waiting for a long time, looking at Jia Heng with a calm expression, no expression of joy or anger.

"After I change my clothes, let's go to the Yamen of the Ministry of War." Jia Heng said softly.

"Yeah." Chen Ling nodded, somewhat indifferent on her crystal-clear jade face.

Jia Heng's heart moved slightly, he walked up to him, looked at the girl's eyebrows and eyes, and said, "I have something on my mind."

"No." Chen Ling averted his eyes and said in a firm tone.

Jia Heng stretched out his hand to gently caress the center of the young man's brow, and said in a low voice: "When you have something on your mind, it's different here."

Chen Xiao: "..."

This... Does this person know her so well?

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed Jia Heng's hand away.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said: "Tell me what's going on, don't keep it in your heart."

It shouldn't be jealousy, if it's something about a woman, I would have ridiculed him long ago.

The only one who can make Xiaoxiao so preoccupied and play hide-and-seek with him is the White Lotus Sect.

Chen Xiao shook her head and said, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with it."

Just yesterday, it was said in the teaching that Chen Yuan should arrive in Jinling today, but she didn't know what his intention was, but it felt like good people would not come.

Jia Heng said, "It's good that there's nothing wrong."

After speaking, I will not ask any more questions.

Jia Heng went to take a bath and change clothes, called Li Shu, and asked Inspector Jin Yi to pay more attention to the movement in the city recently.

Afterwards, after all the affairs were explained, surrounded by a group of guards from the Jinyi Mansion, he came down to the Yamen of the Ministry of War, came to the Office of General Affairs, and sat down behind the desk.

He looked down at the soldiers of the Ministry of War who were standing in fear and trepidation.

Jia Heng's expression was indifferent, and he asked a member of the Ministry of War's arsenal to clean up officials, Wai Lang, and said in a deep voice: "Where is the military equipment escorted by the King of Chu?"

"Return to the Lord, it has been delivered to the arsenal and sealed with a sticker." The Yuanwailang said in a low voice.

Jia Heng said, "Where's the escort list?"

That Yuanwailang took a blue book from Ling Shi beside him, walked quickly a few steps, and handed it over with both hands.

Jia Heng took the escort book and flipped through it expressionlessly.

In fact, there were not many weapons sent by the King of Chu, but because the officers and soldiers had already achieved the victory in Chongmingsha, these weapons were useless.

Jia Heng told the guards of the Jinyi Mansion beside him: "Send someone to count the number, and distribute them to the Leopard Guards and Huben Guards of the Jiangnan Camp."

Afterwards, Jia Heng inquired about the workshops under the Bureau of Purging Officials in the Arsenal, and assigned the task of supplying ordnance within the time limit according to the production capacity.

(End of this chapter)