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

After returning to the mansion, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but hold him and looked left and right again. He saw that he had tied up his hair with a silver crown, strangled two dragons to go out to sea and wiped his forehead, wore white python arrow sleeves, and was surrounded by a silver belt with pearls. A small face is extremely delicate, round and round, very gratifying.In the end, he admitted rather unwillingly: "I'm a little fatter than before."

Li Zhijia smiled and said jokingly: "Little master is so lucky to be favored by nobles! Ordinary people, even if they ask for such kindness, they will not be able to ask for it."

Unexpectedly, when Jia Lang heard what they said, it was as if the sky had been struck by thunder, so he hurriedly looked for a yellowed bronze mirror to take a look at himself.A small face with exquisite features was faintly reflected in the bronze mirror, but the cheeks were fleshy, and a pair of black and white eyes were also round, like two small circles drawn on a big circle.

He immediately lowered his head, his heart filled with grief and indignation.

why!Why did she have such a face again!

No matter how sick he was in his previous life, he lost any lean flesh on his body, and the flesh on his face didn't fall off at all.As a result, when he was a teenager, he was often pinched by mothers, saying that he had a baby face.

After being reborn with great difficulty, I thought that I could be domineering for a while, but who knows... I still have such a soft and easy to push down appearance.

He frowned and held his face, rubbing it back and forth with a serious expression, which made Mrs. Zhang laugh so hard that he stretched out his hand to embrace him lovingly.

"Good boy, when I was young, I had to be fatter to look good. Don't worry, it won't happen in the future."

Jia Lang looked up at the sky sadly at 45 degrees, you don't know, even if I grow up, I will still look like this...

Simply sad.

One day later, good news came from Jiangnan, saying that the Lin family's aunt had given birth to a son who weighed five pounds and six liang.This news made Jia's mother very happy, and she said hello again and again, saying that Jia Min can completely feel at ease now.So he hurriedly sent people to congratulate the aunt, but felt that it was not enough after a while, and watched Yingluo go to open the pavilion, packed up the sapphire paperweight and the Huiwen screen, and handed them over to the south.

Others are better, but Mrs. Wang saw it, and she couldn't help stirring a pot of vinegar in her heart, because she said with a smile: "The old lady loves my sister too much. Isn't there a shortage of good things from my brother-in-law? Let the old lady treat her All of my private houses have been taken out."

Mother Jia didn't sound like she heard what she said, her complexion sank immediately, and the corners of her raised mouth drooped down.She glanced at Mrs. Wang slowly, and said slowly: "I'm old, and although I don't care about things, I can still take care of my private room. Why, the second wife can't wait to share my worries for me now?"

Mrs. Zhang said with a smile: "What do you say! The old lady has good things, shouldn't it be right to give some to my younger sister? My younger sister is so painful, and she has a great blessing. Now I have a son, although I don't lack anything. , but we have to do our best! Not to mention the old lady, even I would like to move all our things there! I’m afraid my sister won’t like it.”

But these words reached Mother Jia's heart. The old man squinted his eyes, nodded slightly, and said, "You are right. I always know that you and your sister are good. Min'er sent a letter before and said that she is safe and sound." It is thanks to you that this child was born."

Mrs. Zhang pursed her lips and smiled, and stopped talking.

Because of this, the old lady looked at the big house again, and when the little maids bought outside the mansion came in the next day, they were sent to Mrs. Zhang for her to choose.In the end, Mrs. Zhang couldn't shirk it, and left behind four little maids who still had their hair on their heads, and they were all pretty and light.

After all, Mrs. Zhang is a lady who has been influenced by the fragrance of books since she was a child, and her names are also unique, novel and elegant, and they are called Moqin, Qingqi, Yanshu, and Dyehua respectively.The first two sent to serve Yingchun, but the latter two followed Huahong to look after Jia Lang.Others are better than others. After hearing this, Mother Jia also found it quite elegant, so she also changed the names of the three little maids around her, and made a set with Baoqin next to Yuan Chun, namely playing chess, serving books, and painting.

On the second day, the Beijing Palace sent someone again, saying that the prince of Beijing wanted to take the third young master of the Jia family to stay for a few days.This person is also familiar with the way, so he went straight to report to Mrs. Zhang, but Mrs. Zhang sighed several times.But the face of the savior couldn't be refuted, so Jia Lang had to go again.

Now she feels more and more that she has worked so hard to give birth to this child, but she is less and less like her own child.The time spent in Beijing Prince's Mansion was almost the same as that in Jia's Mansion.

However, Mrs. Zhang also heard some news in a daze, saying that the son of the Beijing Palace had a great chance with the Buddha.Therefore, even the emperor didn't care about him, and he didn't force him to find a suitable woman when he reached the age of marriage.After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang thought of the red light that filled the sky and the strange fragrance that filled the room when Jia Lang was born, and immediately had some guesses in her heart, but she didn't care about it.

But here, Jia Lang and the servants of the palace boarded a Zhu Gaihua chariot that was covered by a blue cloth, and the servants standing beside him hurriedly pulled up the curtain, and sure enough, they saw Shui Rong in a brocade suit embroidered with river water patterns in silver and white, Holding a delicate and small red sandalwood seat and cloisonné enamel animal ear stove, she sat firmly in the car.

Jia Lang: ...

He knew it.

【Look, I said that that person must be waiting in the carriage, right? 】

【What if you leave these few steps, this person...】

[My eyes are about to be blinded. 】

【He still remembers that he is a fairy, isn't he the vixen who cultivated in the mountains? 】

"Ah Qi, why don't you come here?" With a slight smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, he stretched out his hand to him, "It's cold outside, be careful of catching a cold."

"That's why you said don't call me Ah Qi..." Jia Lang was also helpless, and walked over to sit on the blue silk cloud brocade cushion, "It sounds like I'm compatible with Xiaosan and Xiaoer. I'm not a pet or something Yes."

Shui Rong saw that he was wearing a small moon-white brocade suit and a big red orangutan felt cloak, which made his eyebrows greener and his eyes clearer, as cute as a lucky doll.He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to hug him, put him on the cushion next to him, and put the ear stove in his hand, then he said with a smile: "Why did it take you so long to come out today?"

The carriage was full of a faint fragrance, and Jia Lang answered him: "Sister Huahong is busy packing my clothes." At the same time, he couldn't help wrinkling his nose to smell it, and then said uncertainly: "Bamboo leaves. fragrance?"

Shui Rong asked him back: "What do you think?"

"It smells good," Jia Lang said without hesitation. "It's much more elegant than lily incense, ambergris, etc., but it's too cool. I'm afraid it's not suitable for autumn and winter."

"I knew you would like it." Shui Rong tapped his eyebrows, hugged him tighter, and tapped the car wall three times at the same time.

The coachman who received the instruction whipped his whip, and the carriage ran over the bluestone slab with a rumble, and soon drove away into the distance.The two people in the car ate some snacks and talked about trivial matters, but they didn't feel bored at all.

The hot spring Zhuangzi mentioned by Shui Rong is in the west of the city, far away from the main city. It is a rare active spring in the capital, and it originally belonged to a wealthy local businessman.It's just that the wealthy businessman just died of illness, and his family went south, so he was just bought by the Beijing Prince's Mansion at a high price. Mr. Shan Ziye was asked to draw a picture of the new garden himself, and after finishing the installation according to the picture, he invited the little master to come here take a stroll.

The carriage stopped in front of Zhuangzi's gate, it was almost night, the two lanterns in front of the gate were floating, and the ground was covered with faint yellow candlelight.Walking in through the vermilion lacquer gate, you will be faced with a strange rock with a rugged posture, on which are carved pavilions and pavilions and women in various palace costumes, covering most of the scenery in the village.

Bypassing this stone, there are narrow trails on both sides submerged in the bleak bamboo forest.The wind blows the bamboo leaves rustling, which makes people feel quiet.

Shui Rong took Jia Lang with him and went straight to a bureau behind that.When Jia Lang looked up in his arms, he saw a small three-room building with three large lacquered characters hanging on it, which was called: Qilixuan.The couplet on both sides is: a bomb of flowing water and a bomb of the moon, half into the river and half into the clouds.Standing next to a large crabapple and a few plantains, it looks more chic and exquisite.It really echoed Su Shi's Begonia poem: the east wind is curling up in Chongguang, and the fragrant mist is empty and the moon is turning around the corridor.I'm afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so I burn high candles to illuminate the red makeup.

Shui Rong placed him on the bed of red sandalwood veneered leather carved beasts and flowers in the inner room, then Fang turned his face and told everyone: "You guys go down first."

All the maids said yes, saluted and left.

"Where is the hot spring?" Jia Lang looked left and right curiously, and said, "When I came here, I didn't see any water source here?"

"Don't be in a hurry." Shui Rong got up first, and found a crane cloak with lotus blue bucket pattern and foreign thread and silk in the cabinet.The inside of this crane cloak is covered with a thin layer of soft and smooth rabbit fur, which is very delicately made.

When Jia Lang was staring blankly and didn't know what to do, he was shocked when he saw Shui Rong put his hand on the button of his shirt.

"What is this for?"

"Soaking in the hot spring, why don't you go down with your clothes on?" Shui Rong twisted his nose funny, "You haven't changed your clothes yet."

Jia Lang's face flushed immediately, he murmured for a long time, and finally said aggrievedly, "I'll do it myself!"

He has always disliked maidservants being close to him, so he usually does everything in Jia's mansion by himself, only asking for help when his arms are too short to reach.Mrs. Zhang also didn't let too many people serve him by his side because she knew about his habit.