The whole heaven is watching Lao Tzu fall in love [Red Mansion]

"You just returned without success like this?" Jia Mu smashed her faucet crutch on the floor twice, her complexion was quite ugly, she lowered her voice and condemned, "In the eyes of outsiders, it seems like we are honored. There seems to be some kind of gap between the State Mansion and the Beijing Palace, even if it didn’t happen, it shouldn’t be like this!”

Just looking at her daughter-in-law and her beloved granddaughter with their eyes downcast and silent, she felt a little distressed.In the beginning, it was for the benefit of the entire Jia family that Fang let a girl like Yuan Chun, who was supposed to be loved by thousands of people, enter the man-eating palace.Mother Jia let out a deep breath, feeling very old for a moment, and said wearily: "After a few days, I will go and talk to Lang'er in person."

Yuan Chun's eyes suddenly brightened, his lips twitched, and his whole body was illuminated by the sudden look.

Mother Jia stroked the lively dragon head carved on the top of her crutch, and said flatly, "I don't believe it anymore, Lang'er won't even give me this bit of face."

The few days she said would be Mother Jia's birthday.As an old feudal monarch, Mother Jia's birthday banquet is naturally not something that can be easily handled. The people in the Rongguo Mansion have been busy for a long time, and they have prepared the banquet properly. , a scene of prosperity and joy.

On the day of the birthday, there is an endless stream of people who come to pay their respects.The Rongguo Mansion hired a very famous theater troupe to set up a stage to sing some lively operas for Jia Mu, such as "Liu Er Dangyi" or "Lu Zhishen's Raid on Wutai Mountain" and so on, far above the street The sound of gongs and drums can be heard.The people who stopped on the street listened attentively, and they all praised Jia's house for being so lively.

Naturally, Jia Lang had to attend such a banquet.He changed into a bright red brocade robe embroidered with hundreds of butterflies, and his complexion was as crystal clear as jade, like a doll made of white jade after a long time of polishing.Shui Rong took his hand, stepped into the hall together with him, and had a banquet.

When all the guests had dispersed and Jia Lang was waiting to go back, he saw a young servant running up panting and waving at him, "Mr. ah!"

Jia Lang stopped and raised his eyebrows: "But what's the matter?"

The little servant managed to get up to him, nodded and bowed as if he had found a treasure, and led Jia Lang to the other side: "The old lady said that she is waiting for you inside. Third master, you can go with the servant!"

Shui Rong frowned immediately, and quietly wrapped Jia Lang's waist, and led him to the door, obviously not wanting to let him go.However, the young man just laughed softly, then reached out and brushed his hand away.

"Don't worry," he tiptoed slightly, and whispered in the ear of King Beijing Jing, "At any rate, let me go and see what kind of play they are singing."

Otherwise, how could he successfully escape from this quagmire called blood relationship?

Shui Rong lowered his eyes, looking at him with an expression of confidence, his eyes widened slightly at the moment, like a cat stretching its neck waiting for him to caress him a few times.King Beijing Jing, who always had an attitude of being unapproachable to strangers, couldn't help but chuckled softly, stretched out his slender fingers, and helped him smooth out the sideburns around his ears.

"Have fun." He said softly with affection.

Turning around a door with hanging flowers, and bypassing a well-kept garden, I arrived at the main house where the old lady lived.There is a large carved gilt couch in the room, and on the couch sits an old man with silver hair on his temples, who is Jia Mu.Seeing Jia Lang stepping over the threshold, Mother Jia's face was filled with joy, she smiled and beckoned people to come forward: "Good boy, it's been a while since I came to pay my respects to grandma!"

"Old ancestor!" Jia Lang also had a three-point smile on his face, but he just stuck out his tongue secretly in his heart, "Grandson has always wanted to come to greet you, but since the queen came to the throne, there are too many things, grandson I can't get away."

"Look at you child," Jiamu patted him reproachfully, "Look at your elder brother Baoyu, he spends every morning and evening in peace, and never misses a single day. Even though you can't do that, you should come and see me from time to time." This is the old bone. If I don't call you, won't you forget your grandmother?"

Is this an explicit and implicit accusation that he is not filial?Jia Lang squinted his eyes, and said this lightly, calling back, "What is the old lady talking about, the grandson has already married into the Beijing Palace, as the saying goes, if you marry a chicken, you will marry a dog, and if you marry a dog.... ..Where is there any reason to go back to Rongguo Mansion to pay respects?"

He didn't wait for Jia Mu to react, and continued to say: "Besides, brother Baoyu is because he spends time in this garden with his sisters every day, so he has a lot of leisure. If grandson also has such leisure time, he will naturally I will often come over to talk to my ancestors."

Four or two strokes of a thousand catties hit Jia Mu's sore spot again, and all the gods in the sky couldn't help shaking their heads and laughing, sighing that the naive Xiao Lang really went farther and farther, and the one left behind looked more and more like a little one. Fox, full of bad water to plot against people.

Mother Jia's face froze, her color was rather ugly, obviously she didn't want her precious egg, Baoyu, to be said so.However, she didn't call people here to reprimand Jia Lang, so she had to swallow her anger first, and said earnestly: "Boy Lang, I know that you have a very good relationship with King Beijing. However, such a relationship without the ties of heirs, How long will it last? You are young and ignorant. Your ancestors told you that even a loving couple like General Gu ended up in such a field because they had no children. You must know that. What's more, the lineage of the King of Beijing is single, if the King of Beijing has no children, how can the concubine be willing?"

"Where is he childless?" Jia Lang blinked his black and white eyes, and said with a smile, "The prince has made a child his son a few days ago, doesn't the old ancestor know?"

Moreover, that child of Lao Tzu is much better than you mortals!

If you don't agree with each other, you can transform, and your skill points will be full at birth!

These little prides of being a father for the first time were carefully hidden by Jia Lang, so Jia's mother only regarded him as heartless, and for a while she hated iron and steel: "Then they are not related by blood after all, how can they take it seriously?" ? Even if the King of Beijing doesn’t care now, how can he not care in the future?”

"So what if he cares, what if he doesn't care?"

Jia Lang finally changed the embarrassing smile he had on his face earlier, and said lightly, "If he really cares, he can reconcile with me and marry another wife who can provide him with endless children." Even if I leave him, I am still a close minister of the empress, and I am a third-rank official, so is it possible that I will not be able to survive in this world?"

Jia's mother was speechless by what he said. She stared fixedly at the radiant grandson in front of her, as if she had never known him before.Only then did he realize that Jia Lang has never been a dodder flower who can survive only by relying on others. On the contrary, he can live with vigor and vigor by himself.He is completely different from those women who are usually trapped in the back house and only revolve around their husbands all their lives. The world in his eyes is broad and vast, and love is just the tip of the iceberg.

After a while, Jia's mother said angrily, "But if that happens, the in-laws between our family and the Beijing Palace will be completely broken—"

"So what?" Jia Lang laughed and said, "Before the Supreme Emperor made the decree, the Rongguo Mansion and the Beijing Prince's Mansion had no in-laws. Could it be that it is too difficult to support?"

"Nonsense!" Jia Mu's faucet crutch smashed down on the emerald green ground, and said coldly, "Boy Lang, you should also think more about the mansion—the relationship with the Beijing Palace, It must not be broken! If you don't want to take a few concubines for the King of Beijing outside, then you can take your eldest sister to take care of some back houses for you. She is a good person, and she will also I don't compete with you for the position, and the child born can also be adopted under your name, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

At this point, all of her calculations were finally revealed, and they were completely exposed to Jia Lang's eyes.Jia Lang's brows were frowned by the naked calculation of interests, and he suddenly felt that it was a bit ridiculous for him to be sad for their idea a few days ago.

It is what he thought in his heart that he could not write two characters of Jia in one stroke; but in the hearts of these individuals, between the first room and the second room, there is a torrential river that cannot be crossed at all!

Not to mention the eldest and the second wife, even Yuan Chun, who seems to be in every possible way to protect herself, could be sent to the man-eating palace without hesitation for the sake of profit, so that she, as a woman, can win a bright future for a family.These wealthy families, how can they have the word "family" in their hearts?

"Old lady, this may be the last time grandson will tell you," Jia Lang suddenly smiled, and sighed while smiling, "You shouldn't come to provoke me again."

When he said these words, Jia Mu suddenly felt stiff all over, and there seemed to be a whistling wind in her ears.She tried her best to widen her eyes, which were already somewhat cloudy, and glanced around.

No one is empty.

She finally remembered that she sent away these servants with her own hands in order to settle the account with her grandson. It would be best if he could settle the account, and he suddenly realized that he was willing to welcome Yuan Chun to the Beijing Palace Go - but these calculations cannot be heard by the maids.Therefore, even Yuanyang, the eldest girl she trusted most in the past, is now sent away by her.

And her grandson, her grandson, what exactly is she going to do?

"I didn't want to tell you so much, but right now, it's better to cut the mess quickly," Jia Lang laughed softly, and he suddenly waved his hand in the air. When Jia Mu took a closer look, she felt that there was a lot more in her eyes. The swaying black shadow was surrounded by Jia Lang's slow voice, "After all, shameless people can't understand the truth no matter what."

Jiamu's eyes widened suddenly.

Those black shadows were finally fully revealed. They were floating in the air, with long black hair, and there were gusts of sinister wind all over their bodies.And when their bluish-white nails finally touched Jiamu's neck, Jiamu's breathing almost stopped, and a slightly sweet smell of blood filled his mouth.

"Can you see clearly?"

Jia Lang arranged his clothes carefully, stood up, and looked at her casually.

"For the time being, you still can't afford to provoke me."

The author has something to say: Jia Xiaolang: Oh my god, it feels so good to bully others!

I feel that Xiao Lang seems to be getting darker and darker... Could it be that he was forced by these scumbags before?

Having said that, dear, how can you do this!We agreed to be each other's angels!

However, the author really can’t double-update. I just got home by car today, and I feel so refreshed (collapsed)

So, come and soothe my wounded heart yesterday, otherwise... let's not talk about the double change, let's talk about the break change (smile)

Well, I am simply a pure and good author~