Let's form a team in the Red Mansion

With a decree, the entire Jia family exploded.

Mrs. Wang's joy at the beginning faded immediately when she saw Mrs. Xing's surprised smile.What did Yuan Chun think, how could that Yingchun be compared to Tanchun? After all, he was also their second wife, and the fat and water were not left to outsiders!

Knowing that Aunt Zhao was also talking about the same thing, she immediately dispelled this idea, and by the way, asked someone to disclose this to Jia Zheng, which led him to reprimand Fan Aiqiu severely.

When Tanchun found out, he was both happy and sad.Yingchun is also a concubine like herself, doesn't she have the face of her?Or did Jia Yuanchun not regard himself as his own sister after all?

Xichun didn't care, but felt sorry for the second sister: "It's so easy to be an accompanying student. To put it bluntly, she is going to be a maid for others. With the temperament of the second sister, I don't know how much hardship it will take."

Baochai thought it was a good thing for Guangzong to honor his ancestors, but it was a pity that it was not his turn.She also felt that this matter was too strange, and exchanged an expression with Daiyu, knowing that the other party thought the same in her heart.

Not to mention anything else, let's just talk about the marriage that Jia Yingchun didn't have just now, the betrothal gift that the Jia family withdrew by a scoundrel, the eldest princess can find out with a little effort.

Ziwei was called to her side by Jia's mother, whose kindness and care for her almost surpassed that of Daiyu, and she went straight to Baoyu.

After talking a lot of caring words, Mother Jia mentioned casually: "The people around you are too careless, so grandma should pick two of you to take them there. The Princess Mansion is not an ordinary place. But please don't let something go wrong, discredit our Jia family and your elder sister."

"It's still my grandmother who is considerate. The two maidservants beside me are getting older, and they have already told me that they should be released." Ziwei bowed her head and said respectfully.

Mother Jia was stunned for a moment, but she also took advantage of the situation and said: "Oh yes, then each person will be rewarded with ten taels of silver, and this old lady will give them a dowry."

"The granddaughter is here, thanks to grandma first." Ziwei said with a smile, "It's just grandma, granddaughter has something to ask."

"Tell me." Mother Jia laughed.

"Granddaughter wants to take Fanghua with her." Ziwei said.

Mother Jia frowned: "Which Fanghua? That little girl in your yard?"

Ziwei leaned close to Jiamu's ear and whispered something, "Grandma, is that okay?"

Jia's mother looked at Ziwei, as if she was looking at her carefully for the first time.Before Jia Yuanchun said that Yingchun was smart, she didn't take it to heart.The girl she brought up, can she not know what kind of temperament this child is?

From this point of view, maybe this second granddaughter, who has always been quiet, has been planning for this opportunity to accompany her for a long time.

Hehe, I didn't expect that there was such a talent hidden in their Jia's mansion. It's too bad that they gave it to the Ying family.

Mother Jia nodded, took the words over, and talked to Ziwei about the rules and precautions in the palace, and the time slipped to noon unknowingly.

All the granddaughters were called to have dinner, and Jia's mother was of a very high nature and organized a game of throwing pots.

The courtyard was laid out, Sanchun, Daiyu, and Baochai were the first to go up and cast a few shots, and then quickly retreated, watching the maids playing around around Jiamu.

The maids in the yard heard that Jia Mu said that they would give five taels of silver to the winner, and they ran over eagerly, and the yard and porch were quickly crowded with people.

Unexpectedly, in the end it was a little girl who seemed to be in a daze.

Fanghua stared blankly at other people staring at her jealously, and timidly looked at Ziwei.

Ziwei smiled, and said playfully to Mother Jia: "Old Ancestor, granddaughter is right, I am a maid, I am a master of round throwing pots."

Holding the hot money, Fanghua returned to the house as if fleeing all the way, and said to Ziwei: "Girl, what's going on?"

"Silly girl!" Ziwei tapped her forehead, "This old ancestor is trying you again, is he really qualified to follow me to the princess mansion?"

After hearing this, Siqi said with a sour heart: "This silly girl, the girl is really not afraid that she will cause trouble!"

"Princess Ningxiang likes throwing pots the most. I want to be her companion, so I have to do what I like." Ziwei said.

Fanghua said in fear: "Ah, the princess mansion? If I don't go, I won't go. The rules there are so strict, I will definitely get into trouble. Miss, you go around me!"

Ziwei frowned: "This matter has been settled, you and Hu Po, who is next to the ancestor, will follow me to the Princess Mansion in three days."

Siqi said resentfully: "The girl doesn't want me and Xiuju anymore."

"Why don't you guys? After half a year, the princess gets married, and I still have to come back. For the next six months, my yard will be handed over to the two of you. Don't say anything else, what was rewarded by the virtuous concubine before, you can buy it." Take care, don't lose it."

This loss, of course, is relative to her wet nurse who is blind to money.

"Don't forget, the people in the mansion used to treat us so badly. Now that I have climbed a high branch, they are like cats smelling fish, trying to find them. Fanghua is confused Yes, if one is not good, they will go in, how can I rest assured to let her look after the house."

After hearing this, Siqi felt a little better, but when he thought about the money Jia Mu sent just now, he became depressed again.After the girl came back, it was time for her to get married.Pan You'an, you son of a bitch, where did you go!

A few people hadn't finished speaking when they heard the courtyard door knocking.Sister Feng brought Ping'er, and the other sisters came with their maids.

Fanghua felt angry when she saw Sister Feng's happy face.Hmph, when our girl was almost sold to that sick man, I didn't see you coming.

Sister Pianfeng still held on to Fanghua, and kept telling her to obey the rules, not to disgrace Jia's family, and not to drag Jia Yingchun into trouble.

Fanghua blushed, and Sister Feng thought she was thin-skinned, and was frightened, not knowing that she was madly complaining about herself in her heart.

Tanchun felt very uncomfortable seeing Ziwei being surrounded by everyone like a crescent moon.Her unlucky aunt was scolded by Jia Zheng just now for saying that Zui Yingchun was an accompanying student, and she is still locked in the house and not allowed to come out.Jia Huan even ran over to ask himself to explain to Auntie, saying that Auntie was arguing for her.

Oh, it's not fair.After the initial envy and jealousy receded, Tanchun's IQ went online.Is the Princess Mansion so easy to visit?The eldest sister has been in the palace for many years without news. Every time she is mentioned, Mrs. Wang will wipe tears with Jia Mu.The second sister seems to be smarter in recent years, but after all, she is a piece of wood that doesn't know how to feel pain when a needle is pricked. Isn't she a master who can be kneaded when she goes?

With the princess's temper, would he like her?

Moreover, read with me, don't end up with me, and become a concubine...

Xichun was honest, and took the silver directly to Ziwei: "I don't have much money, second sister, you take it, go outside, and use money everywhere, if you really can't bear it, let someone come back and tell you, no matter what Take it back."

Baochai let out a chuckle: "Good girl, you actually understand this truth. It's inevitable that I will bleed too. Second sister, although there is nothing missing in the princess mansion, it is not as good as at home. What do you need? Let me know." Someone go to our shop and say something, just take it away."

Daiyu didn't say anything, put her arms around Ziwei's arm, and sighed softly.

After talking for less than half an hour, Sister Feng took the people away. Daiyu said she wanted to play a game of chess with Ziwei, so she stayed.

"Second Sister, why do you want to go to the Princess Mansion?" Daiyu stared at Ziwei with a pair of beautiful eyes. She was the only one who saw Ziwei's poems that day. Thinking of what happened in the past few days and the rumors she heard, she couldn't help but think about it.

"You should fight for yourself." Ziwei smiled feebly, holding Daiyu's hand, "My good sister, you should think more about yourself, old ancestor, I'm afraid it won't be a few years."

Daiyu was startled, she withdrew her hand abruptly, and said in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Just look around you, don't talk about the distance, just talk about the newly built Grand View Garden, which is so extravagant and extravagant, where did all the money come from?"

Daiyu's heart sank and she didn't say anything.

"Our Jia family is sorry for you." Ziwei sighed, and put away the chess pieces, "I used to always think that with my ancestors and my brother and sister-in-law, even if my parents are useless, I can have But what about the result? Heh, I don’t know whether I should be glad that I didn’t marry into Ying’s family.”

Ying Liang died of illness within a few days after marrying the maid in a hurry, and now the Ying family's eyes are fixed on the stomach of that humble woman.

"Do you like Baoyu?" Ziwei couldn't help asking.

Daiyu turned her face away and looked at the wall next to her: "In my heart now, the ancestor is at the top of the list, and after that, it's you and him."

"Sister Xue, Xiangyun, and you, the future Second Mistress Bao, is probably between the three of you." Seeing that Daiyu didn't respond, Ziwei couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she remembered her ending in the original book. Volume, "If you can't marry Baoyu, what should you do? You're afraid, only one is dead."

Daiyu turned pale, and looked at Ziwei in surprise.

"Silly girl, if you marry outside, who will pay you the dowry?" Ziwei shook her head, "You don't have to rely on your ancestors for everything. Your ancestors' surname is Jia, not Lin."

Daiyu walked out frivolously, Fanghua looked at her distraught look, and felt a little uneasy: "Girl, why did you tell her these things?"

"I don't want her to be as stupid as me." Ziwei said in a deep voice.

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Back in the house, Daiyu said she was not feeling well, so she took off her coat and lay down on the bed.Zijuan thought she was reluctant to part with Ziwei, so she covered her with a quilt and retreated to the outside room.

Daiyu looked at her hair covered with black hair on the bed, and suddenly found that there was a white hair in it.

Trembling, she picked out the hair and pulled it out forcefully, Daiyu's tears flowed out unconsciously.

It's not that I don't know, it's not that I don't know, I don't really know nothing.It's just that she now has nothing else to rely on except the Jia family and her ancestors.Wouldn't it be better to change places than here?

If she can't marry Baoyu, if Baoyu marries someone else, what should she do.

Almost all the money left by my father was taken by the Jia family. Everyone regarded themselves as orphans under the fence, despised themselves, and treated themselves with contempt, as if they were relying on the charity of the Jia family to keep it.

When his father died, no one in the Jia family was sad, they were all immersed in the joy of Jia Yuanchun being a concubine.Baoyu, even Baoyu, is the same.

The second sister was right, she was still a girl from the Jia family, so she was still easily sold out?

What about her?

The old ancestor is getting old, can she really be the master of Baoyu's marriage?

Daiyu felt her body hot and cold, and she didn't realize that she was sweating until she was shaken awake vigorously.

"Good sister, what's the matter with you, are you sick? I'll ask the ancestors to get the imperial doctor!" Baoyu exclaimed.

Daiyu looked at his concerned face and burst into tears.Zijuan said from the side: "Maybe it's because I don't want to part with the second girl. It's nothing serious."

Baoyu hammered his leg: "Hey, I heard that the eldest sister is really serious, why did you ask the second sister to be a companion for others?"

He wished that his sisters would stay at home and surround him. Although he didn't care much about Ziwei on weekdays, he couldn't see Daiyu being so sad.

"I went to ask my ancestors not to let my second sister go."

"No." Daiyu grabbed Baoyu's hand and regained consciousness, "Don't mess around, this is a decree."

Baoyu thought about what he had just heard from Jiamu, and he flattered Daiyu, "By the way, the ancestor wants to take Xiangyun over. When the time comes, let her live with you, okay? You can play together." !"

He thought it would make Daiyu less lonely, but after hearing what he said, Daiyu's expression turned subtle.

"Xiangyun is here, you are very happy, aren't you?"

"Of course!" Baoyu said naturally.

Daiyu sat up, asked Zijuan to wash her face with hot water, and leaned against the bed to listen to Baoyu's words.

Baoyu talked about the interesting things in the academy, and then talked about how to hold garden parties, poetry parties, flower viewing parties after Xiangyun came, and play happily with the sisters.

Baoyu spoke happily, Daiyu looked at him bewilderedly, her heart sank a little.

She understood what she meant to Baoyu.

She is very important to Baoyu, more important than other sisters.

But that's all, Baoyu wants too much, my sister wants it too, my sister wants it too, my own little bit is more important, and it doesn't seem so conspicuous.

There are always so many people around him, so many people surround him, and they have him in their hearts.

But as for myself, besides the old ancestor, Baoyu is the only one.

does it worth?Is it really worth it?

It's not worth it, what should she do?

Apart from the two maids, Ziwei only brought a few newly made clothes and jewelry, and not much luggage to pack.But she has not been idle for the past few days, and has been receiving Jiamu's assault court training.Fanghua and Amber didn't escape either, and went to class together.

The night before Ziwei left, Daiyu came to her yard alone again.

"Second sister, what should I do?" Daiyu asked.

"Write a legend." Ziwei only said three words.

Those who love to read legends most in this dynasty are the same kind of people as those who love to read novels in modern times, students!

The same students, in ancient times, are different from the nine-year compulsory education that can be attended by individuals in ancient times. First, the family needs some assets, and second, they need to be recommended by seniors who study, and most of them are Aristocratic family or official children.

Especially the prestigious academy where Jia Xuan lived, the people in it could be called tall, rich and handsome in modern times.

After Jia Xuan smuggled a few legendary storybooks to Fanghua, an idea popped up vaguely.

Who is Ziwei?Talented woman!

Who is Daiyu?Great talent!

Who is she Fanghua?A house girl who has read tens of thousands of novels!What kind of sadomasochistic love, polyamorous love, happy lovers, male to the harem, she can pick it up at will, sprinkle blood at will, and open her mind at will!

If there is no ancient social experience, what is there!Do you know why YY novels are so popular?Just because it's no!cut!Reality!At the same time, people can freely bring them into the life of the tyrannical and cool protagonist!

After seeing the so-called most popular legendary story in the academy brought by Jia Xuan, Fanghua understood that YY is not just the patent of modern people, ancient people are also very good at it!

Especially this kind of all kinds of white, rich and beauties get together, crying to death to marry the male lead, that is the most popular!As long as you write enough women, the boat drama is beautiful and charming enough, and the hero's golden fingers are shining enough, then it will be out of stock!

The three of them made a bunch together, and outside there was Jia Xuan, who was at the No. [-] hot spot in the Legendary Academy, as a foreign aid, writing a few high-end and high-end dictionaries, with twists and turns and bizarre plots that were bloody. Maybe you can really catch one or two tall, rich, handsome and fanatical fans with bad brains to become rich husbands!

Of course, in terms of boat drama, if you can’t write it, don’t write it =-= you still have to worry about the reputation of the girl.

The two enthusiastic girls soon settled on a pseudonym, Xihu Jushi.

Fanghua briefly talked about the framework of the first story. She thought that if she wants to write it, she must write a blockbuster legend.So her plan is to write a novel with two protagonists.

Ziwei is in charge of the hero, it is the bright line, it is about a swordsman who was involved in a bizarre martial arts family extermination case, in order to clear his suspicion, he started to track down the real murderer, Butterfly Sword, only to find that Butterfly Sword is a peerless beauty (The point is, the male lead may not be domineering and cool enough, but the female lead must be beautiful enough, not peerless ones).In the bright line, the swordsman met countless women who admired him, some were gentle and virtuous, some were capricious, some were domineering, some were charming, and there was a heroine who was tired of rubbing against him.

Daiyu is in charge of the dark thread, starting from Butterfly Sword's vision, starting from Butterfly Sword's childhood tragic experience and shockingly beautiful face, earning enough tears and admiration from readers.

The swordsman falls in love with Butterfly Sword, and discovers that the real murderer may be someone else.But Butterfly Sword refused to say anything in order to protect the swordsman. The two sadistically fell in love for at least one storybook length, suspected that they broke up and reunited. With the assistance, the real culprit behind it was caught.

At the juncture when the story should have been HE, there was a big reversal.Although Butterfly Sword killed many people because of coercion, she couldn't face the conscience aroused by the swordsman.Everyone in the martial arts called her a witch, forcing the swordsman to kill herself.In order not to embarrass his lover, Butterfly Sword took the swordsman back to his hometown where he had been away for many years. After playing happily for a day and worshiping the heaven and the earth, he killed himself.The swordsman hugged his wife's body and was heartbroken, guarding his wife's grave for the rest of his life.

After hearing the outline of Fanghua's story, both Ziwei and Daiyu sighed and expressed their emotion.

Fanghua touched her head in embarrassment, and Ziwei took out a stack of rice paper: "I have roughly finished writing, and the bright line is until the real culprit is caught, so that everyone thinks that the curtain is over. Your dark line is the next book, and the ending is written more and more." The poignant the better!"

"That's right, what our girl wrote is called Kuangshengaojianlu, Miss Lin, what you wrote is called Drunken Dream Jianghu!" Fanghua said excitedly, "I think we will definitely be popular! And it is a big fire! Because of this This kind of subject matter has never been seen before, and one story is written from two perspectives!"

Daiyu took the manuscript and went back to read. Zijuan couldn't read much, so she didn't know what her girl was reading, so Daiyu didn't have to avoid her. The only thing she had to worry about was Baoyu.

After reading it twice in a hurry, Daiyu shed tears with the two protagonists at the moment when the swordsman and the butterfly sword killed the real murderer behind the scenes, and saw the sun rise in the back mountain.It would be great if time could stay at this moment!But I want to give them such a miserable ending.

With feelings of guilt for the two protagonists, Daiyu began to write.

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