[Red Mansion] His mouth was opened

Jia Huan has been staring at the 30 tael silver note on the table for some time.

His expression was solemn, and a serious look appeared on his face that was always carefree.

Why did shopkeeper Bai take the silver ticket and return it?

Jia Huan pondered for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking. He picked up the bank note and looked it over. He always felt that there was something wrong with the bank note, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"Why are you in a daze?" Aunt Zhao walked in gracefully with little Jixiang and Tingting.

As soon as she saw the bank note on the table, her eyes lit up instantly, as if she saw a fishy cat, "Where did you get the money?"

She is used to being poor, even though Jia Huan gave her a lot of money recently, she still couldn't help swallowing when she saw the money.

Jia Huan was lost in thought, and ignored Aunt Zhao for a moment.

Aunt Zhao gave him a blank look, picked up the banknote on the table, and her expression changed instantly: "This banknote is fake!"

fake?

Jia Huan immediately came back to his senses, and took the bank note in surprise, but he didn't see any flaws, "How can mother say this is a fake bank note?"

Aunt Zhao said: "This banknote is a bit heavy. Your grandfather handled a lot of fake banknotes in the past, and my mother who made no mistakes can recognize them. As soon as I took this one, I found it was wrong."

When Jia Huan heard this, he felt a little clear in his heart. He stuffed the banknote into his bosom and praised Aunt Zhao.

At night, everything is quiet.

The wives have already given the key.

Only then did Jia Huan slowly open his eyes, and took out the bank note from under the pillow, thinking of what Bai Ri Niang said, was it heavier?

He weighed the bank note, it seemed that it was indeed a bit heavy, but, is it necessary for Shopkeeper Bai to send him a fake bank note?You are willing to give a thousand taels of silver, so how can you be stingy with a mere 30 taels?

Jia Huan turned around and looked at the bank note in his hand by the moonlight coming in from the window. Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes fell on the edge of the bank note. I wonder if it was his illusion, why did he feel that The edge of the bank note seems to be a little warped?

Jia Huan carefully picked up the edge of the bank note with the tip of his fingernails, for fear of accidentally breaking it.

After a while.

The entire bank note was disassembled, and the upper and lower layers were placed separately. In the middle was a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing, with a few numbers on it, writing the time and place.

Joy flashed across Jia Huan's eyes, and he couldn't help but punched his palm with his fist!

Become!

ninth grade.

At dawn this day, the Rongxi Hall became lively.

Needless to say at Baoyu's place, tomorrow is the day to choose a companion to read, Xiren and others get up early to go hunting, at least five or six days, at most seven or eight days, and all clothes, bedding, etc. must be brought up.

Rao had a few maids to help clean up, and Mrs. Wang also sent someone over.

"How is the third child?" Mrs. Wang leaned on the couch, rubbing the center of her brows, and said weakly.

These days, Jia Huan has been very angry with her, and finally it is today. Although Mrs. Wang is relieved, she takes a look at Jia Huan after all, not daring to underestimate him.

Zhou Rui's family replied: "The maid sent to watch early in the morning said that the third master is not up yet."

Mrs. Wang let out a long breath and felt relieved, "That's all right. It's the critical point, but don't make any mistakes. Let the servants take turns to watch him these two days, and he is absolutely not allowed to come out of this door."

Zhou Rui's family responded yes, took the order and went down to make arrangements.

"What's going on today?" Aunt Zhao opened the curtain and walked into the room with a puzzled expression.

Jia Huan was holding on to a book, and when he heard this, he looked up: "What's wrong?"

Aunt Zhao said in confusion while arranging her messy temple hair: "Just now I greeted my wife, who would have thought that my wife would excuse my greetings, saying that our house is busy with a lot of things today, and told me not to go out."

Mrs. Wang has always been very strict with Aunt Zhao and Aunt Zhou, and she has never avoided such things as asking An to take care of them. It is no wonder that Aunt Zhao was surprised when they were suddenly avoided.

When Jia Huan heard this, it turned out that this was the case, and he said with a smile: "Since she spared your greeting, you can rest for a day, what's the big deal."

Aunt Zhao gave him an annoyed look, "You have a big heart."

Jia Huan lowered his head, pretending not to hear, thinking in his heart, how should he run out tonight?

He doesn't worry about other things, since the master of Ruyi Pavilion has made arrangements, and the employer is not suspicious, he only needs to think about how to escape, and the other party will arrange everything else.

Anyway, the worst outcome is just like this.

"I'm sleepy." Night has fallen, and the watchman has just knocked, and the first watch has passed.

"Brothers cheer up, Mrs. Zhou said, after tonight, we can each get ten taels of silver." The one-year-old boy lowered his voice and urged.

As soon as they heard the silver, everyone cheered up.

After all, ten taels of silver was their monthly money for several years, as long as they stayed up all night and kept an eye on Third Master Huan, they would be able to get it. Naturally, these boys had nothing to refuse.

"Or, let's take turns watching." After a while, a young man couldn't stand it anymore, and said proactively: "There are so many of us, and the third master is just one person. We can't lose sight of it, let alone The wives have all given the keys, even if the third master wants to run away, he can't."

The others were also too sleepy, so they agreed: "Yes, we stay here, the third master will definitely not be able to escape, why don't we take turns."

The older boy was also sleepy, not to mention that he was not the leader of the crowd. After everyone said that, he couldn't refute it, so he said: "Then let's take turns, two people in groups, it's your turn." The group watching don’t doze off, and the others take the time to squat for a while to refresh themselves.”

Everyone agreed.

Soon, there were one after another grunting outside.

The room was quiet, Aunt Zhao was sleeping very soundly, suddenly she was pushed by someone, woke up from the dream, she broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and was about to scold that ignorant person.

I saw Jia Huan Mao under the bed with a bundle behind her.

"In the middle of the night, what are you doing?" Aunt Zhao was frightened, but she still knew that Jia Huan had come here in the middle of the night. She thought there was something to do, so she lowered her voice and asked.

Jia Huan said in a low voice: "My child will go out later, this matter is related to my future, so I want my mother to help me."

"What's the matter?" Aunt Zhao pulled herself together and got up from the couch.

Jia Huan whispered something in Aunt Zhao's ear. Aunt Zhao's expression was solemn, she took a deep look at Jia Huan, walked to the dressing table calmly, took out a few silver notes from the bottom of the dowry, and stuffed them In Jia Huan's hand, "Be careful yourself."

Jia Huan only felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and a complicated and bitter feeling spread in his heart. He wanted to say a thousand words at once, but he couldn't speak, so he gave a muffled hum.

Aunt Zhao pushed him, "A good man has ambitions everywhere, don't cry, hurry up and go."

Jia Huan nodded heavily, "Mother, wait, the boy will definitely earn a future for you."

Aunt Zhao's eyes were flushed, tears couldn't stop streaming down, she suppressed her heartache, and said with a hard mouth: "I will remember this, if you don't make a name for yourself and come back, mother will take your skin off."

Jia Huan nodded, not explaining Aunt Zhao's embarrassment, and ran out of the window along the way she came.

"What time is it?" Mrs. Wang yawned, her eyes were sleepy, and her upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting.

Caixia heard it from outside, and responded: "Ma'am, it's already been three quarters of an ugly one."

It's three quarters of the ugly hour.

Mrs. Wang cheered herself up, she didn't dare to close her eyes all night, she was afraid that Jia Huan's monkey spirit would do something to ruin her plan, "Go and pour a cup of strong tea."

Caixia went away.

Mrs. Wang twisted a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, lowered her eyes slightly, and thought in her heart: "My faithful daughter Jia Wang, I hope that the Bodhisattva will bless that evil species in the future. I am willing to offer 3000 taels of sesame oil money to the Bodhisattva."

Mrs. Wang recited the Buddha a few more times before slowly opening her eyes.

Caixia just brought a cup of hot tea, and Mrs. Wang just took it.

Her nose moved suddenly, as if she smelled something.

It smelled like something was burnt.

In the Buddhist hall separated by a screen, an oil lamp in front of the benevolent Bodhisattva fell down at some point. Maybe it was tripped by a mouse, or maybe it was because the wind was too strong tonight.

The flames quickly burned the table where the offerings were placed.

Caixia also smelled a smell, she sniffed around, and suddenly looked at the Buddhist hall, "Madam! The Buddhist hall is flooded!"

Mrs. Wang's heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously looked at the beads in her hand, and unconsciously exerted force with her fingertips. The thread of the beads broke, and the beads rolled to the ground one by one.

Mrs. Wang just felt dazed for a while, and looked at the Buddhist hall in disbelief, the scorched red flames sprang up, she was full of unwillingness to believe it, could it be that the evil species was still protected by the Bodhisattva? !