The Red Mansions

Chapter 894 Sister Feng: While the aura just now is still there...

On Ningrong Street, the night is blurred, and the towering archway stands quietly under the snowflakes like catkins.

"Here we are, grandma." Ping'er in the outer room said.

The carriage stopped immediately, and the horse pulling the carriage snorted, steaming hot air spewed out from the nostrils and the horse's mouth, shook the horse's head, and covered the ground with a thin layer of snowflakes.

"Sister-in-law Feng." Jia Heng stared at Sister Feng, who was calm and quiet with her downcast eyes.

Sister Feng asked in surprise, "Brother Heng, are you here?"

Jia Heng said: "I'll go down first."

As he spoke, he lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, looked at the Zhaojun suit, the dress was bright pink, and said to Sister Feng: "Sister-in-law Feng, I'm going back to Ningguo Mansion first."

Sister Feng stretched out her hand to lift the curtain of the car, and under the lantern was a beautiful face with light traces of tears, her voice was a little bit weaker than before, and she said, "Go."

When Jia Heng left, Ping'er came over with an umbrella and said, "Grandma, go back to the house."

Sister Feng sighed softly, and with Ping'er's support, she returned to the mansion and entered the wing room. As far as she could see, it was deserted.

Sitting on the bed, pinching the handkerchief just now, he said, "When is this the boss?"

Ping'er said: "Grandma, wash your feet, go to bed early."

As he spoke, he took a basin of hot water and waited for Sister Feng to wash her feet.

Sister Feng removed her shoes and socks, put her feet in the copper basin, her eyes were lost for a moment.

"Ping'er, go and get that thing." Sister Feng said softly.

Ping'er worried: "Grandma..."

It just stopped for a while a while ago, why did it start again?

Sister Feng sighed faintly, and said, "Ping'er, it's all right."

Today I am interested, taking advantage of the breath just now.

Ping'er had to prepare ice cream and musk, lowered the curtains, blew out the lights, and the master and servant lay on the bed.

The next day, the sky was bright, and on the bed with the curtains down, Sister Feng propped up a snow-white arm and got up, only to feel her body was soft, her cheeks were as red as clouds, and there was a trace of helplessness in her opened phoenix eyes.

Ping'er got up early, stared at Sister Feng, and said, "Grandma, the hot water is ready, let's wash your body."

I don't know what happened yesterday, grandma was like a blood avalanche, she was at a loss, maybe it was because it was too long before...

Could it have something to do with that new handkerchief?

Well, at this moment, Sister Feng is just like Jia Rui in the original book, sinking in the treasures of wind and moon, but women and men have different physiques after all, and the latter's mast and scull are wiped out in ashes

Sister Feng didn't have that much discomfort, but her cheeks were as red and bright as the clouds, she stood up and said: "Help me up, take a bath, and go to the old lady to say hello."

These two days are Jia Zheng's birthday, and Sister Feng needs to help Jia's mother tidy up.

Jinyi Mansion

Early in the morning, Jia Heng and Chen Xiao came to the yamen of Jinyi Mansion. In the study in the back hall, Jia Heng picked up the book on the desk, flipped through it, looked at Li Shu and asked:
"What news did Zhongshan Wolf send?"

Li Shudao: "Commander, the Zhongshan wolf has already connected with the Qiao family in Datong, and the Qiao family will promise him the eldest lady. Now I am anxious to ask the governor what to do?"

According to Sun Shaozu's words in the original book, he had a strong back and a handsome appearance in life, and he also served as the commander of the Datong Guard.

Jia Heng thought for a moment, and said: "Tell him not to refuse in a hurry, agree first, try to delay the time, delay for a month or two."

Li Shu clapped his hands and said yes.

Jia Heng said: "Is there any news from Qu Lang?"

Li Shudao: "Commander, Qu Tongzhi is still in Shandong. Not long ago, he sent a letter from Fei Ge, saying that he found Li Yanqing's trace."

"It's almost Chinese New Year, let him come back to report on his work, let's put Li Yanqing's affairs aside for now, I have more important matters for him to handle." Jia Heng glanced at Chen Xiao, met a pair of cold eyes, and then hid open.

He secretly thought that with Xiaoxiao, the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus, she might be able to investigate Li Yanqing's news.

After Li Shu left, Jia Heng sat down, picked up the book and flipped through it twice, got up and came to Chen Xiao, took the girl's hand, and asked, "Xiaoxiao, did you rescue Li Yanqing from Shandong?"

Chen Xiaodao: "Li Yanqing is a good general. In fact, he was forced to rebel by the court. I wonder if you can recover this person in the future."

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, and said: "Although it is so, after all, he is a wanted criminal by the court, and this kind of official is originally a small official who loses confidence in the court, so it is not easy to subdue him."

In the parallel time and space at the end of the Ming Dynasty, it is not that there were no rebel generals who were ordered by the Ming court, but many surrendered and rebelled. Of course, this is related to the loss of the central prestige.

Chen Xiao said: "He should have been rescued by Master's subordinates. By the way, how do you decide to deal with the matter in Datong and Taiyuan?"

Jia Heng said: "Call Qu Lang here first, and make arrangements in advance. Before that, I will go to Jiangnan. The edict of the Jiangnan sub-province has been issued. I should be going south in a few days."

Speaking of which, I haven't had a good time with Miaoyu yet, and I really don't have time to find the teacher these few days. Speaking of which, I also want to eat white tiger steamed buns.

Chen Xiao snorted coldly, and while throwing away Jia Heng's palm, she also pulled back Jia Heng's somewhat bewitched thoughts, and said in a cold voice: "The eight Shanxi merchants are distributed in Datong and Taiyuan, and there is no evidence that they colluded with the Jurchen. , it’s not easy to catch them all.”

She had other means of getting him into that position.

Jia Heng nodded, and didn't hold Chen Xiao's hand again. In Jinyi Mansion, his style was quite decent. After returning to the book case, he said, "This time is different from the one in Jiangnan. These Shanxi merchants are near the frontier fortress. Most of them are private soldiers, I'm afraid they won't be captured without a fight, and once they see me in Taiyuan, they will definitely be ready for battle."

Shanxi merchants are much more courageous than salt merchants. The gentry in the southeast are inherently weak, and the Shanxi merchants originally engaged in the business of beheading, and participated in the seizure of the heir apparent in the early years. They are very clear about the cruelty of the court struggle. .

Chen Xiao asked with concern: "Then what should you do?"

Jia Heng said: "I have some plans in mind, but they still need to be perfected."

Instead of continuing to chat with Chen Xiao, he picked up a piece of information and began to look at it.

Jia Heng and Chen Xiao stayed in Jinyi Mansion until about noon before returning to Ningguo Mansion.

Grand View Garden, Daoxiang Village

Sitting in the wing room, Li Wan said softly to Mrs. Cao beside her: "Auntie thinks, how should I entertain? Should I prepare a banquet outside, or do other arrangements?"

Such a first-class Marquis is quite different from the previous Earl, and now he really can't wait any longer.

Jia Lan lived in the courtyard where Li Wan originally lived, not in Daoxiang Village.

Mrs. Cao thought for a while, then stared at her elegant and beautiful niece, said with a smile on her white face, "It's really not possible, you can cook a whole house of delicious dishes by yourself, and invite him."

He thought to himself, Nanbianer's elder brother almost guarded against her remarriage, lest he lose face of the Li family in Jinling.

To put it bluntly, she wished to build a set of chastity locks for her, so she wondered what her daughter would look like if she didn't keep the chastity and stole someone?

Li Wan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he said, "That's good, it's more convenient and generous."

Cooking by herself in this way shows that she is full of sincerity, and she can save some money to buy some good calligraphy stickers for Lang Geer, so that he can write good calligraphy. The examiner took a high look.

Cao Shi smiled and looked at Li Wan, whose expression was overflowing with joy, and her heart moved slightly.

Secretly, Wan'er saw that her face was white and rosy, her brows and eyes were full of charm, her earrings and bellyband were all in bright colors, she didn't seem like she was willing to be lonely, and she often went to play mahjong with Mrs. Qin .

Thinking about it, she is very clear about the feeling of being widowed when she is young and widowed.

Li Wen and Li Qi put down the copybooks in their hands and looked at their mother and cousin.

Cao sneered and said, "Wen'er, Qi'er, don't stay in the house all the time, go and hang out with the sisters in the Ning Mansion more often, don't you all go to the Qichi courtyard today?"

Her two dignified daughters will be her support for the rest of her life in the future.

Li Wen said softly: "Mother, Sister Yun said these days that she is going to set up a poetry club. She said that the plum blossoms in Huifang Garden are blooming, and she will build a plum blossom poetry club. She even invited me and my sister to join."

The Begonia Poetry Club, which was originally in the original book, has become the Plum Blossom Poetry Club because the Grand View Garden was completed a year ahead of schedule, and a group of golden hairpins arrived early.

Li Wan pursed her pink lips, and said softly: "Sister Yun told me that day, and invited me to join the club together, and tell Feng girl when the time comes."

A few people were talking, when Suyun, the maid outside, said: "Grandma, Master Heng has returned from the front yard and went to the Qichi courtyard."

Qichiin

This is the first time that Jia Heng came here except the first time when he came here with Baoqin. Usually, sisters Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi live in it. In the eyes of everyone in the Grand View Garden, they are the daughters of the two criminals of the Zhen family. The second sister is Jia Heng's personal maid.

It has been snowing outside, the westerly wind is bitter, the sky and the earth are white, the jagged rocks in the courtyard and the gazebos and pavilions are all covered with snow, but there are bursts of laughter in the main hall of Xichi courtyard where the orange-red quilt curtain is hung.

As soon as Jia Heng approached the Qichiyuan, he heard the voices of charming and laughing, and couldn't help being startled.

Secretly thought, with so many girls, this is Qichiyuan, not Yihongyuan.

Jia Heng was a little bit surprised, entering the hall, he saw Chaidai, Lanxi, Yunqin, Tanchun, Yingxi and others all in skirts and jackets, just surrounding the two girls.

Zhen Xi is painting with a brush in the room. The girl's painting skills are very superb, and she is working hard on the painting. Xi Chun is watching from the side, and the arrogant and cold little loli stares at Zhen Xi from time to time, secretly amazed.

The fourth eldest of the Zhenjia family is also good at painting, but compared to the four sisters of the Jia family, Yuan Ying and Tanxi, they correspond to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

As for the Qingxue and Lanxi members of the Zhen family, Zhenxue is good at calligraphy, and Zhen Lan is good at playing chess, so the second and third were switched.

Contrary to Jia Xichun's cold and arrogant character, Zhen Xi is a little soft and weak, following Zhen Xue's gentle temperament.

As for Xi'er, who is as good at painting as she is, but who is already serving Jia Heng, Xichun has complicated thoughts.

But looking at the calligraphy and painting today, I couldn't help but be secretly convinced.

Jia Heng looked at the beaded and beautifully decorated hairpin skirts and ring jackets, and felt that his eyes were competing for splendor, like a hundred flowers blooming, and asked, "Why is it so lively today?"

At this moment, everyone also looked at the young man, their expressions overflowing with joy.

Dai Yu's starry eyes under her smoldering eyebrows were as bright as stars, she looked at the boy, covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled and said, "This is the birth of sister Xi'er, Brother Heng doesn't know?"

She also felt that it was lively, but it was really too lively.

I'm afraid Brother Heng is dazzled by seeing it.

Qingxue Lanxi, Zhen Qing and Zhen Lan's children were born in summer, while Zhen Xue and Zhen Xi were born in the twelfth lunar month.

Zhenxi is on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, the day of Double Twelve, while Zhen Xue is on the thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is New Year's Eve.

Jia Heng met those eyes that were as agile as streams, caught a hint of fluster in the brows that resembled Zhen Xue, and said to Daiyu: "Sister Xi'er gave birth today, and she didn't tell me about it. , the house might as well invite a lively scene."

He did not know about Zhenxi's birth, but he knew about Daiyu's birth, and so did Daiyu.

Although it is not possible to treat one person more favorably than another, sometimes people's hearts do have differences in importance and distance.

The Twelve Beauties of Jinling have a primary and secondary book, of course, his primary and secondary books are not based on appearance or temperament or even identity, but from emotion.

Perhaps in the future, she will have a deep relationship with Zhenxi, who has the gentleness and wisdom of a Jiangnan woman, and it is unknown whether she will also enter the twelve official volumes.

He has also been trying to get every girl who has experienced it into the official record, and when he suddenly looked back, he composed a song "Dream of Red Mansions".

But the energy (pen and ink) is always more or less, even Cao Gong can't cover everyone, and he has to take care of making contributions (main line).

So when Keqing was supposed to play mahjong, she could only play mahjong, otherwise everyone would have a lot of sex scenes, and there would be a risk of... not being able to write the next forty chapters.

Otherwise, Grandma Liu tried Yunyuqing first, second, third, and hundred?I really have to go to the Haitang Poetry Club to see it.

No sex?When there is obviously no work, if you have to forcefully add drama to the work, it is probably a bad job such as secretly changing children between the east and west palaces, playing a song outside the window and so on.

So, there is good work, take your time, it is still behind.

"This is also the second uncle's son in the West Mansion, and the theater troupe in the mansion are all bustling." Dai Yu's starry eyes flashed, she looked at the boy in the python suit, and said softly.

At this moment, Baochai picked up the teacup in her hand, took a sip of the tea, and looked at Daiheng and the two as they talked.

Jia Heng said: "No wonder I heard opera coming from the West Mansion today. Sister Lin and Sister Xue can go to the West Mansion to pay their respects."

"Thank you. Uncle doesn't like excitement. At noon, I went outside with my colleagues to enjoy the snow and drink. Sister Bao and I talked with each other and came back when we were about to talk." Daiyu said softly .

Because it was Jia Zheng's son, Jia's mother asked Sister Feng and Mrs. Wang to prepare for it, and then called Baoyu and Jia Huan to celebrate.

Originally, Jia Zheng didn't care about these things and didn't want to celebrate much, but Jia Mu couldn't help being happy. He had a few drinks with him in the morning, and then went out to enjoy the snow with visiting colleagues.

Jia's mother was originally looking for an excuse for everyone to have fun, but when Jia Zheng was there, the whole family felt uncomfortable, so they agreed and let Baoyu relax.

Of course, Aunt Xue, Baochai, Baoqin and Daiyu also went to sit for a while, and came to the Grand View Garden at noon.

Jia Heng nodded and asked, "Why are you celebrating?"

Zhen Lan smiled lightly, and said, "I know my sister is very skilled at painting, and all the sisters plan to ask her to draw a copy, which will be counted as the opening picture of the Plum Blossom Poetry Club."

Sometimes I don't know if I don't look at it, and I'm startled when I see it, the girl in this room is in the Qichi courtyard, no wonder he doesn't have time to pay attention to her.

Jia Heng asked in surprise, "Poetry Club?"

Xiangyun smiled and said: "Brother Heng, this was suggested by the third sister. She said that the plum blossoms in Huifang Garden are fragrant and fragrant, so she proposed to start a poetry club."

Bao Qin took a look at the boy in the python suit, and pursed her pink lips, feeling inexplicable.

Jia Heng asked in surprise, "Plum Blossom Poetry Club?"

He remembered that the original book was the Begonia Club, but now it has become the Plum Blossom Club, which is really...

Tanchun said softly: "That's not all. Sister Yun said that there are different kinds of flowers blooming throughout the year. In winter, it is called the Plum Blossom Poetry Club. Then the top-ranking flowers of the four seasons will be named as the Poetry Club. Then you can enjoy flowers in all seasons." Make poetry."

It can be said that today's Grand View Garden has reached its heyday. In addition to Chaidai, Yunqin, Wenqi, Sanchun, Xiuyan and others, there is also the Lanxi of Zhen's family who is used as the background board in the original work of Dream of Red Mansions. The essence, all the gold hairpins in the world are in the Grand View Garden.

Xiang Yun had a round apple face, and said softly: "It's not like opening a poetry club every day for fun. That way there is no interest in poetry. If you do it forcefully, you can't make good poems. Open a poetry club once a month."

Jia Heng laughed and said, "What flowers did you choose?"

Tanchun laughed and said, "There are peach blossoms in spring, lotus flowers in summer, crabapple blossoms in autumn, and plum blossoms in winter. That's all. It happens that we have all kinds of plants in our garden. Then we can enjoy the flowers and make poems."

Jia Heng nodded, and said: "There are flowers to enjoy all year round, and this season is just right for a company."

It is indeed ingenuity to choose the name of the Poetry Society for the four sceneries.

In other words, Jia Heng opened the Grand View Garden a year earlier than in the original book, providing a carefree and idyllic environment for the little girls without being disturbed by the wind and rain outside.

There are two battlefields in Ningguo Mansion here, the Grand View Garden and Qin Keqing in Ningguo Mansion.

Jia Heng took a sip of tea and said, "You just have to play, tell your elder sister Bao and younger sister Tanchun about the cost."

Baochai is the oldest here, like a big sister, with a group of young and beautiful little girls, well, it's actually quite appropriate.

Baochai chuckled lightly and said, "Sister Yun also said to ask Brother Heng to compose a few more songs."

Jia Heng said: "I don't do poetry, sometimes I have other things in my mind, so I may not be able to write."

Now is the season of heavy snow, how about spring snow in Shouqin Garden?
Qin Huang Han Wu, a little less literary talent, Tang Zong Song Zu, a little less coquettish?
In fact, it’s not impossible to write poems. I can still write one or two mediocre works that don’t match the rhythm. He went back and forth a few times, and he was a little helpless.

Copied, after all, copied.

Moreover, the poems and wine orders played by Jinchai are all limited rhymes. If you haven't studied these chapters and excerpts specifically, it's easy to fail to do it all the time.

In fact, there is no distinction between good and bad. What he told the ancients about Newton's three laws, oxidation-reduction reactions, and the periodic table of elements... The ancients were also confused.

Because, in the education system of modern industrialized society, these petty words that cannot improve productivity have been removed.

This is a literary and artistic hobby that only stays in the minority after the traditional culture turns to modern science after the lesson of being backward and beaten, losing power and humiliating the country.

"Brother Heng used to write poetry before, but now he's getting busier." Xiang Yun sighed, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

Jia Heng smiled, and said softly: "See if you are interested, as long as you guys are writing poems."

The past has passed for thousands of years, Wei Wu waved his whip, there is a posthumous chapter on Jieshi in the east, the bleak autumn wind is here again, and the world has changed.

Such a poem, when he destroys Liaodong and faces Jieshi in the east, maybe he will also copy a poem, and it will be immortalized together with his feats in destroying Jurchen?
After all, it is most appropriate for poetry to express merit, and the pen of a literati records merit.

Tan Chunxing's eyes were shining brightly, and he asked softly: "Brother Heng, there are a lot of things outside recently."

Jia Heng said softly: "I've been quite idle these few days. In a few days, I may have to go south to inspect the Jiangnan Camp."

Baochai's apricot eyes were filled with worry, and she said softly, "Brother Heng is going south again?"

How long has it been since you came back to the capital, and are you going south to Jinling again?
Dai Yu's starry eyes under her smoky eyebrows also looked at the young man with concern, and she pursed her moist lips. Although she didn't ask, she was also worried in her heart.

Jia Heng nodded and said, "It won't take long this time, I might come back years ago."

Seeing worry on Baoqin porcelain doll's face, he said softly: "Brother Heng has worked too hard."

Jia Heng stared at the little chubby girl, her pink face with a bit of baby fat, and her eyes were a little lively, maybe when they looked at each other, they all remembered that they were in the Qichi courtyard not long ago. , when the two hugged each other and kissed in the dark, when they couldn't breathe.

A blush appeared on Baoqin's white and greasy face, she quickly avoided her eyes, her heart was pounding, her pink lips were pursed, and she tightly clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

My sister still has so many people here, so I just flirt with her?

Jia Heng said: "It's always like this year after year, okay, let's not talk about it, let me see how sister Xi'er draws."

After saying that, she stood up, came to Zhenxi, looked at Yishu Meihua, and said, "Sister Xi'er is good at painting, and the paintings drawn by my fourth sister last year are different from each other."

Seeing the blush on Xichun's cold face, she said softly, "Brother Heng, I'm not as good at drawing as Sister Xi'er."

Jia Heng smiled lightly and said, "You drew more characters that day, the two of you can communicate more."

Listening to the two brothers and sisters talking, Zhen Xi felt a little shy in her aura-like eyes, and said softly: "Brother Heng, the fourth sister is more focused and more talented than me."

Jia Heng said: "You are also very good."

Later, when he returned to Qi Chi Yuan, he would have to spend the night talking with Zhen Xi. After coming back recently, he neglected her a lot.

Afterwards, Jia Heng had a conversation with a group of girls. After lunch, he ate a little before returning to the study in the front yard.

Sometimes it's like this, when there are too many people, I don't have the idea of ​​staying together, instead it's more interesting to spend a while alone with Xiaoxiao.

(End of this chapter)