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

She was anxious for Baoyu for a while, and couldn't help but speak indiscriminately.You must know that Mr. Zhang is a great Confucian who was not born in the world, and his knowledge is well known throughout the country.Now that he was invited to enlighten Jia Lang, a naive child, if it wasn't for the face of Beijing Palace, how could such a good thing happen?

Thinking that this matter could not fall on her baby, Jia's mother felt a dull pain in her heart.Don't say she was happy for Jia Lang, her complexion was extremely ugly, all she could think about was how to suppress the big house, so as not to steal the limelight from her precious grandson.

Mrs. Zhang was very angry at this sentence, but she still forced a smile on her face, and said: "What does mother say? Lang'er was personally named by the son, and asked him to go to study no matter what. Since the son only made it clear that he was required to go to school alone, it would be a bad idea to add another one, right?"

"What's wrong?" Jia's mother said coldly, "Since he is on good terms with the prince of Beijing, why can't Lang'er speak for his elder brother? If it’s done, just abandon his brother and ignore him?”

What does this say!Mrs. Zhang was startled with anger.Then Jia Baoyu didn't do anything himself, and couldn't be seen by the nobles, so why did he blame his son?As a result, his face turned ugly, and he said: "I am not used to hearing the words of the old ancestor. Lang'er is only six years old this year. After all, she is still young. How can she handle so many things? If the old lady wants to If Baoyu goes together, he can go to Princess Beijing and tell her that the daughter-in-law is out of her control!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Jia Mu's face was calm or not, she went straight to her body and said coldly: "The old lady should rest, the daughter-in-law has gone to deal with housework."

Jia Lang can be said to be like a fish in water in the Beijing Palace.Mr. Zhang already liked children with spiritual roots. Seeing that he was smart and smart, how could he not love him? For a while, he regarded him as his closed disciple, and taught him all his talents and knowledge without hesitation.And there are water-soluble sun days to accompany him, and all kinds of fluffy pets in the garden also come to him from time to time to ask for some food. On these days, even the gods in the sky can't compare.

Unexpectedly, in March of the following year, news came from Yangzhou that the Lin family's aunt was ill.

Jia Min is the only daughter of Jia's mother. She is so delicate and exquisite.When she heard about this, Mother Jia cried like tears, and told people to take the best medicinal materials, and only said that she would go to the south of the Yangtze River to have a look.

Others can still do it, but Jia Lang is puzzled.He clearly remembered that Jia Minying was overwhelmed with grief after his youngest son died, and Fang Yi fell ill.How do you get sick right now?

So he went to ask Shui Rong, but Shui Rong said: "In this world, everyone has their own destiny. Back then, Jing Huan gave her all the misfortunes in this world in order to make the crimson pearl fairy grass cry. She was lonely and helpless, and her family property was robbed and she died in tears. But this is not the fate that the Lin family should have."

Jia Lang knew the elegant meaning after hearing the string song, and said happily: "So, brother Lin doesn't have to die?"

Water-soluble nodded.

Jia Lang hurriedly asked again: "What about Uncle Lin?"

The water-soluble black jade-like eyes looked straight at him, and the emotion in those eyes almost made people sink.Jia Lang, who was asking questions, suddenly felt something dangerous, and couldn't help but took two steps back, his hair was about to explode.

However, Shui Rong just looked at him quietly, and suddenly opened his lips and said, "Ah Qi, you seem to be very concerned about that Miss Lin family?"

These words made Jia Lang stunned, and then he couldn't think of it: "Of course!"

That is his goddess, with exquisite seven orifices, and the talent of singing Xu, full of wonderful words.It's a pity that one's life experience is like duckweed, wandering with no one to rely on, and finally a wisp of fragrance is scattered with the wind, how can one not feel pity?

Jia Lang was an internet writer in his previous life, so he can be regarded as a literary youth at any rate.And Sister Lin is almost the goddess enshrined in the hearts of all literary youths!

His eyes were shining brightly, and the gods looking upside down wanted to cover their faces and throw this little guy who was feeling sour without knowing it.

【...Poor, that guy's face is all black. 】

[So sour, so sour. 】

[The responsibilities are heavy and the road is long, the road ahead is long...]

[There are also those who gloat. 】

【That one used to have such an embarrassing day.

【At this moment, my heart must be full of jealousy, seeing how happy Xiao Lang is when he mentions that woman......】

It's none of my business.

[How to cut off the kindness in the past today?Love words are the most touching in ancient times, how can I make my concubine feel nostalgic... Niulang, Niulang, farewell to you, don't know when we will see you again? 】

Shui Rong pursed her lips, looked into his bright eyes, and fell silent.

The surrounding air suddenly froze, and even though Jia Lang was heartless and ignorant, he still felt something was wrong at this moment.

He hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his finger to hook the man's sleeve: "What's wrong with you?"

The handsome young man in the white robe pursed his thin lips, without saying a word, he hugged Xiaosi in his arms, closed the curtain and went out.

Jia Lang: ...

What exactly happened here?

He stood in the room with a foggy head, looking very pitiful.Hua Hong, who was passing by, was heartbroken, and hurriedly walked in and asked, "Master, what's the matter? But do you want tea?"

As he asked, he couldn't help but look around the room - Prince Beijing was no longer there.

She heaved a sigh of shame in her heart, and hurriedly said: "I am afraid that the son was invited by the master to accompany him in the front hall. Would the young master have some snacks? The servant girl ordered the lotus root starch osmanthus cake and mung bean cake that were just made in the small kitchen." -"

But her little master just stood there blankly, and after a while, he suddenly pouted and muttered: "What... I got angry for no reason, this man."

The said Hua Hong was taken aback.

Getting angry for no reason... Who is this talking about?

Could it be that the prince of Beijing is not successful?

After that, when she heard that Prince Jing's son had gone home without saying goodbye, she couldn't help but tremble.

King Bei Jing is now in the heart of the emperor, and the prince is on good terms with the royal family. The rewards are almost never broken - if he is offended, even a family like the Jia family will have no good fruit to eat.

So after thinking about it, I still mentioned this matter to Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang had already finished washing at that time, Liu Yi used a comb dipped in peach blossom ointment to help her comb her hair, and then took the good creamy jade face ointment and spread it evenly on the lotus face. In just one day, the skin will be radiant and smooth, and the face will be like a peach blossom.

She wore long black hair and sat in front of the dressing table in the moonlight of the yellow flower wood carved lotus pond. Hearing these words, Liu Mei frowned slightly: "Why, did you get into an awkward situation?"

Huahong replied in a low voice: "When the prince came, he usually didn't need servants to serve him, and the servants didn't know it very well. Just looking at the young master, he seemed to be extremely unhappy about this matter."

Mrs. Zhang sighed, and then said: "Talk to me carefully."

Huahong also detailed what she saw and heard today, and then said: "Tonight, my little master only took two mouthfuls of soup, and couldn't eat any more. And I went to bed early to rest, and my words were not very fluent. "

Before she could say a word, she found that Mrs. Zhang had changed her color, and said in a daze, "Is it such an important matter to Lang'er?"

Liu Yi, who was standing by the side, said: "In my servant's opinion, my wife doesn't need to worry at all. Since the birth of my little master, the Prince of Beijing has been taking care of her in many places. I'm afraid it's just a temporary temper at this moment. When I turn around in the future, it will be natural. Enough."

"Silly girl," Zhang sighed, "I'm not worried about that..."

In her heart, she already had a very bad intuition, which came from the intuition of motherhood.The degree of mutual care between the two has slipped out of her control unconsciously—she thought it was just a small tree with no foundation, but now she digs down and finds that the foundation of this concern is bigger than she imagined. The ones seem to go a lot deeper.It is already ingrained and cannot be removed.

Jia Lang is smart, and she didn't need to worry too much since she was a child.However, he is a bit indifferent to everything in this world, let alone worrying about something or someone, and even has no intention of practicing calligraphy all the time.This fact is too abnormal, and even more shocking, I don't know what to do.

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. If you say it's a friendship between gentlemen, it's just as light as water, but it can nourish the heart and spleen.However, the two of them positioned this relationship on a rather vague boundary from the very beginning. It seemed to be friendship, but also family affection, and there was also a caring and exclusive desire that no one else could match.After much deliberation, he was startled, and finally held a candle to see what happened to Jia Lang himself, and was relieved to see that Jia Lang was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed.

How did she know that as soon as she left, Jia Lang, who had his eyes closed, twitched his eyelashes and sighed softly.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he wasn't that easily angry or aggrieved, but that person had always been very fond of him, and now he suddenly turned a cold face...

In his heart, he couldn't help feeling wronged.

I didn't do anything, why are you doing this to me?

Shui Rong has also been angry for several days, tossing and turning unable to sleep, and having no intention of eating and drinking every day.In the end, he couldn't bear it any longer, and asked Xiaosi to bring a letter over, on which he wrote rather aggrievedly: ...Why don't you come to coax me?

Jia Lang was speechless for a long time, then picked up his pen and replied: I didn't even know what you were angry with, so how can I coax you?

The young man in white robe pursed his lips after reading the letter, and after a while he said to himself, "Forget it, he's still young, so he doesn't understand these things."

【...Although I don’t understand, I also know that you are making excuses for yourself. 】

[If you want to see it, just say it, why is it so subtle? 】

So the two reconciled as before.