The Red Mansions

Chapter 96

In the wing room, the lights were dim, and the curtains of the bed were supported by golden hooks. On a dark red bed made of pear blossom wood, the husband and wife sat side by side.

The young man was dressed in a straight shirt, with a clear face and gentle eyes.

The woman's temples are like beautiful clouds, her willow-leaf eyebrows are cut like a knife, and she wears a light red skirt. She is beautiful, bright and moving.

Listening to what her husband said, on Qin Keqing's crystal-clear face like flowers and trees piled up with snow, there was surprise, she turned her head, and looked at her husband with beautiful eyes.

But my heart couldn't help but float up. Before I got married, my husband's words about studying and martial arts, and my father's question about how to make a living, and my husband's words about writing articles to make a living are still in my ears, as if yesterday.

Whether a person speaks has weight, and whether he can give people a sense of determination and perseverance are often presented from these details.

A man must do what he says, he must do what he says, and he must believe in what he does.

Resoundingly, every word comes true.

"Husband, he is a real man."

Thinking of this, Qin Keqing's white and flawless face was flushed like a peach blossom in February, and at the same time, her heart was filled with the joy of being a married couple, one and one heart, but the deepest part of her heart could not help but give birth to a tinge of joy. Fortunately, at the beginning, she was not shaken at all...

Seeing Qin Keqing lost his mind, Jia Heng said softly: "Wash up quickly, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Qin Keqing turned her mind back, didn't think much, subconsciously said "Yes, yes", and then saw her husband looking at her with a half-smile, and felt her cheeks were hot and her heart was flustered.

She... she's not...

The two washed their feet, took off their clothes, and lay down on the bed to talk.

The maids Baozhu and Ruizhu drew the curtain and blew out the candles.

"Husband, don't... the soles of your feet are itchy."

Suddenly, a soft and sweet voice sounded from the curtain, full of shame and coquettishness.

The night is hazy, the moon is bright, the soft moonlight shines on the earth, the dark clouds cover the bright moon, and the sky suddenly falls with light rain. It is the season of continuous autumn rain.

Suddenly, the autumn wind was blowing, the branches and leaves were shaking, and the bamboo poles under the east window made a hoarse rustling sound.

After a long time, the wind and the rain became more and more intense.

A pair of green sparrows resting under the ridge of the roof with their eyes closed were startled, flapping their wings, embracing each other for warmth, and shrinking back into the nest.

A cold autumn rain.

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Early in the morning, Ningguo Mansion.

Last night, the autumn rain just passed, the sky was blue, the air was fresh, the willows piled up beside the road, the rain and dew rolled on the branches and leaves, and the green color was about to drip.

The majestic and majestic gatehouse of Dongfu, the dust accumulated on the vermilion eaves and green sills have been washed away by the rain, and the pair of stone lions in front of the gate are especially clean and spotless.

In the bedroom, You Shi was wearing a light yellow long dress, sitting in front of the dressing table, being served by a maidservant, with flowers on her temples, and a pale and haggard snow-skinned face appeared in the bronze mirror.

"My wife's complexion has been so bad these two days. This is Yao Ji's Wanhuajiao rouge. Sprinkle some pearl powder first, and then put it on later. Let's cover it up." The maid who combed her hair said softly with a bit of distress on her face.

"Just put on some powder, don't put on the rouge, that's all." Youshi pursed his red lips that were a little dry and peeled.

Her husband is now in jail, how can she make up her mind to deal with it?

Besides, no matter how well she tidies up, who can she show her to?
Women are those who please themselves.

"Madam, breakfast is ready in the kitchen, why don't you let them bring it over." At this time, another maid said softly.

"I have no appetite." You Shi waved his hand and said.

The master is still in prison, how can she eat it?
The master was sent in by Jia Heng... Speaking of which, it has nothing to do with her tipping off.

Although right and wrong are different, but the master is in prison, here... there is her part.

The servant girl looked gloomy, and said softly: "My wife hasn't eaten much for two days, and she's getting sick again, and everyone in the house is pointing at my wife to make decisions."

"I really don't have an appetite." Youshi sighed quietly, and said softly: "Let me ask Brother Rong, is the Jingzhao Yamen still not allowed to enter? Wait a minute, I will bring some wine and food to see the master." .”

After all, it's a husband and wife, even though he did such disgraceful things, and now he's being imprisoned for crimes, she should see him after all.

The servant girl said: "Ma'am, Uncle Rong said yesterday that he has sent letters to the yamen several times, but the Jingzhao yamen said that the communication of letters is forbidden, and he said it was to prevent collusion."

When You Shi heard this, her delicate body trembled slightly, Yu Rong paused, and sighed helplessly.

Outside the wing room, under the eaves of the corridor, Jia Rong, dressed in a green thick shirt and wearing a purple square scarf, paced back and forth, with an eager face, and asked the nurse next to her, "Madam is not up yet?"

You Shi and Jia Rong are not biological mothers and children, and their usual address is no different from ordinary people.

"I'm dressing up right now." Nanny smiled and said, "Brother Rong, why are you urging? Don't you know that it takes at least half an hour for women to get dressed?"

Although Jia Zhen was sentenced to prison for crimes, there were only a few people who were worried. The maids and wives in Ning's mansion just didn't talk and laugh in front of You Shi.

Jia Rong's face darkened, she glanced at the nanny, snorted coldly, and reprimanded: "What do you know? The clan will open the ancestral hall later, and call the clan elders to discuss the removal of Jia Heng's clan status. Madam The master's main wife, I can't leave her even for a moment."

"What are you doing here in a daze, don't go in and urge me!"

As he spoke, he folded his hands behind his back, bowed his body slightly, and paced back and forth as Jia Zhen did in his memory.

This time the clan convened the elders, not only to remove Jia Heng's clan status, but also to select someone who would inherit the title.

These two things are combined, this is what the elder in the West Mansion told him yesterday.

After being robbed, the nanny pursed her mouth, rolled her eyes, and glared at Jia Rong's back from the corner of her eye.

The master is not in the mansion, this brother Rong is getting more and more proud, and he speaks in a proper way.

Jia Rong didn't know the mother-in-law's slander behind her back, she stood under the eaves with her hands behind her back, staring into the distance in a daze, her heart fluctuated.

Yesterday, the Elder Master in the West Mansion already said that when the Master pleaded guilty in the Jingzhao Yamen, Long Yan in the palace was furious, and he could no longer keep it. He was either exiled or exiled to the army. will lose.

As the grandson of Ningguo, he should bear the high expectations of his ancestors.

Just let him take the title...

The question is, General Wei Lie of the third rank, what's next?

In the afternoon, I need to secretly ask someone to ask.

It is worth mentioning that Chen Han had a system, and the titles of the imperial court were reduced, etc., and the princes and uncles were all super-grade.

No matter what, he should inherit the huge family business of the Ning Mansion.

From then on, the days when any servant could scold Jia Rong at him are gone forever!
The sky in Ning Mansion has changed!

Jia Rong looked up at the rocky rockery with overlapping lights and jagged rocks, and great pride surged in her heart.

It seems to appear in front of my eyes... the maids in the master's room who have not yet opened their faces, how many colors and figures do they have...

Jia Rong's eyes were in a daze, and she thought to herself, wait for him to enter the Ning Mansion, and then make further calculations.

Then I thought of the expulsion of my nationality, and I felt a little bit sad in my heart.

"Uncle Heng, Uncle Heng, my nephew would also like to thank you for making the incident a big deal. I have let down my good nephew's tip-off." Jia Rong murmured from the bottom of her heart.

Speaking of which, when he had a conflict with the son of Liang Shilang from the household department because of the oiran, it was Jia Heng who blocked him.

"Uncle Heng, don't worry, I won't forget your great kindness when I take the title." Thinking of the most wonderful thing, Jia Rong's handsome and delicate cheeks showed a strange flush.

At this moment, the nanny called from behind: "Brother Rong, grandma wants you to go to the living room to talk."

Jia Rong heard the words, hummed, and started to walk away. Just as she stepped over the threshold, she suddenly remembered something. Looking at the wrinkled old face, Jia Rong's delicate face showed a coldness, "In the future, call me Send off Uncle Rong! Brother Rong was called by the master and wife, and you can call him? No one is superior or inferior!"

"You..." Mammy's lips trembled, her brows and eyes drooped, and she hesitated to answer.

After Jia Rong finished speaking, she glanced at the blue-and-white nanny, snorted coldly, and walked into the flower hall with her head held high.

"A man should be like this..."

Jia Rong stepped into the flower hall, recalling the "respectful and awe-inspiring" face of that nun just now in her mind, and felt very comfortable, and her feet were light.

In the flower hall, Youshi was wearing a pale yellow double-breasted skirt with a pale face like paper. He sat quietly on a pear-blossom wooden chair, raised his gloomy eyes, and quietly looked at the young man opposite him.

With a smile on Jia Rong's handsome face, she bowed and said, "Ma'am, the old lady has been urged by someone. She might be in the ancestral hall right now. Madam should go there."

He still has to respect this wife in name.

You Shi raised Dai Lixiu's eyebrows, and asked with a gloomy expression: "The master is still in the prison, and the clan doesn't discuss how to rescue the master, how can they talk about Jia Heng's expulsion?"

　As much as possible in the future.

However, some key chapters still need to be polished, quality first.Don't rush everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)