Continuing the Fate of the Red Mansion and Jade Water

Kneeling there, Binghu whispered: "Your Majesty knelt for a while, if she got sick, the ancestors would worry and feel sad."

Daiyu's voice was a little hoarse, it seemed that she hadn't spoken for half a day, and asked, "Is everything going well?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the servants are all ready. Later, the servants and Jinglu will go out to make this matter more satisfactory."

Daiyu kowtowed, feeling more grateful to the Empress Dowager, who allowed her to set up a spiritual seat for her parents in Guanju Palace, where she could burn incense and pray for blessings in the morning and evening. Pour it out.

Binghu helped Daiyu up, felt her trembling, and hurriedly supported her to the side and sat down, rubbing her hands gently on Daiyu's knees to relieve the pain.Xueyan poured tea over, Daiyu took a sip to moisten her throat, and said to Xueyan: "Take 3000 taels of silver to Binghu, and let her use it to prepare the funeral of the mandarin duck, and send her back to her hometown for burial."

"The servant understands."

Daiyu walked out of the Buddhist hall after a short rest. At this time, she especially wanted to stay in a quiet place, think calmly and make the right choice. She asked for a cloak to put on, and changed her feet into buckskin boots. They followed at a distance, wanting to be alone.

The more I look at everything in Guanju Palace, the more I feel sorry for Shuihong. He trusts her so much, but she always asks for Shuihong. It's hard for her to make a decision when it's her turn.

Let her watch Baoyu die, even if there is no relationship between the two, he has been her cousin for so many years, this time, Baoyu will not take the initiative, as far as she knows, he will never the guts.

But no matter what, he offended the country's laws and regulations. If Shuihong knew about it, it would be difficult for him. How to explain it to Shuihong has become the biggest problem now. She once saw him say a few words with other concubines, and she could overthrow him. After leaving the vinegar jar, even though Shuihong is the emperor, he is also an ordinary person. Will he believe that he is only out of sympathy and pity?

When Daiyu was still lingering in the bamboo forest, Shuihong already knew the ins and outs of the matter in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. With a little force, a brush broke into two pieces. Jia Baoyu, how dare he... I will tear him to pieces.

"Binghu secretly sent them back to Jia's house, then what?"

"Binghu came to Jia's house to pass on the emperor's imperial concubine's decree, and gave the real mandarin duck to death. Just now, the mandarin duck was escorted to the Ministry of punishment. However, the servant watched in private. It seems that the imperial concubine did not really make people go to death, and the hundred boards were just pretending. Pretending to be a show, the prisoner died for some reason, and the slave heard Binghu tell the hall official that she would come to pick up the prisoner’s body and bury it in person in the evening.” A man dressed as a guard stood in front of the Shuihong table with his head bowed and answered. talk.

"There is something strange." Shui Hong can conclude.

"When the servant was waiting for no one, I checked the prisoner's pulse and indeed had a weak pulse. The female prison guard carefully examined her body and found this in the interlayer of underwear." The guard held up the paper with both hands, and Shui Hong took it When I came over to take a look, it turned out to be a stack of bank notes with a face value ranging from five thousand to ten thousand.

"The slave has counted it, it's a total of 20 taels."

"Could it be that Binghu put it on her while others were not paying attention?"

"The slave followed me all the way. The girl from Binghu had never been touched by a prisoner before, but the magistrate of Jia's mansion tore up the prisoner's clothes and refused to let her be taken away, crying heartbreakingly. The prisoner seemed to want to talk to Jia Taijun, too. Miss Hu did not give any accommodation."

Shuihong nodded, and said: "From today onwards, you will be transferred from Guanju Palace. Binghu has very good eyesight. Don't have any direct contact with her. I have other arrangements. Go."

Shuihong fiddled with the broken pen, might as well be scratched by the broken part, although it didn't cut and bleed, there was a gray purlin, Shuihong put down the broken pen, bit his lower lip, he didn't understand what Daiyu did, Could it be that she still misses her old love...

Shuihong didn't dare to think about it, for fear of touching the soft spot in his heart, he suddenly thought of something, called Jin Pojun and said: "Find out which gate the people from Jia's mansion entered the palace from today, and send all the guards on duty. Released from the city, sent to the front of the army to serve as slaves to the armored men, and will never be allowed to enter the capital if they are not pardoned."

After arranging these things, Shuihong said: "Xiao Guizi, go and see what the imperial concubine is doing now?"

"Do you want to invite the imperial concubine over here?"

Shuihong shook his head, and laid his forehead on the table with one hand. From the first time he heard her name until now, he has always had considerable confidence in himself, surrounding her with love, tolerance, and enthusiasm. , firmly occupying her body and mind, of course he knew that Daiyu had a deep relationship with her former fiancé-in-law, but he thought everything could be changed.

Yu'er is too tolerant towards Jia's family. Forgiving can be beneficial or harmful, depending on who the person is. I don't know if this happened, will she continue to be tolerant?

Shui Hong sat up straight, as a man, and her husband, he should have the tolerance and the ability to improve everything, instead of complaining about himself here, just after thinking about it, Xiao Guizi walked in and said: " Back to the emperor, the slave didn't see the imperial concubine, asked Ziluo, and said that the imperial concubine has been kneeling in the Buddhist hall since Jia's family left, and she just went out to the back garden, and she didn't ask someone to serve her personally. Xueyan Binghu and the others followed far behind."

Shuihong's eyes caught sight of the stack of banknotes, and recalled: "I remember that when Jia's family paid off their debts, most of the money came from Jia's Crown Prince, but now she has nothing in her hand."

"Your majesty remembers well. Jia Taijun's small storehouse is empty. I heard that although the lives of the two households in Jia's mansion are not as good as before, they are still doing well. Only this old lady's life is very different from before. Jia's mansion is known as In the family of etiquette, we cannot face together in the face of catastrophe.”

Hmph, Jia Taijun wants to disturb the peaceful life of their husband and wife. It is a dream. I can't sleep well, and you can't sleep well either. "Send this bank note to Jia's house, saying that it was left by the mandarin duck who died for the master. It was originally Jia Taijun's silver. Although the mandarin duck is dead, the court cannot hide this silver. Remember, it is in front of Jia Taijun. Jiahe Mansion said to him, don't miss any of them, and hand them over to Taijun Jia, oh, now he is a third-rank Shuren."

"Slave complies with the order." Xiao Guizi stepped forward to take the bank note, stepped back a few steps, and walked out.

Baochai was very worried about Baoyu's tranquility. Judging by his appearance, he might as well be crying and fussing. He didn't talk or laugh, but just sat there stupidly, giving him food and drinking. She Yue was so anxious that she was about to cry, she secretly tore off Baochai's clothes, Baochai understood, and went out of the room with her.

"Second Grandma, please think of a way. Second Master looks exactly the same as when he heard that Miss Lin was going back to the south. At that time, Zijuan came to rescue him. But now, although Zijuan is in the mansion, It might not work either.”

Of course Zijuan doesn't work, I'm afraid Baoyu's illness will get worse if she is called to the front. Said: "Let's read a book for a while, we will arrive in Chunwei in two months, from the old lady to those of us who serve you, they all look forward to your high school."

Baoyu finally had a reaction, turned to face Baochai, shook his head, and asked, "Sister Bao, I want to ask you, what will happen if my intrusion into the palace is discovered?"

"Then there is only a dead end. Neither you nor the old lady can escape. Even our house will suffer catastrophe. Dismissal from office and ransacking the house may even happen."

Baoyu finally believed Xichun's words, and laughed out loud. Just after laughing twice, he turned to a mournful voice and asked, "What about the palace?"

"Although I don't fully understand, when I entered Beijing that day, I also heard that the palace rules are very strict. If today's incident is revealed, then all eunuchs, maids, and guards who have had contact with you will be beheaded. If the emperor Furious, not only our family is in danger, but even the old lady's natal Shihou Mansion will be implicated."

In other words, Sister Lin gave the mandarin ducks to death to save their lives, to spread the word, and to expand the influence, so that people's eyes only fell on Jia Taijun's disgrace, and of course they didn't think about it. Human life.

"Sister Lin will be all right?" Baoyu became worried.

Baochai shook her head and said: "Since ancient times, being with the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. Who can understand the emperor's thoughts? If the emperor is happy, he can live a dignified life. If the emperor is not happy, he will become a prisoner in a blink of an eye. It's all in one thought. Sister Lin took a great risk in this move, I don't know if she will get over safely."

Baoyu's thoughts became clearer and clearer, she stood up slowly and asked, "Sister Bao, the old lady can think of what you said, right?"

Baochai was taken aback, and said, "Perhaps..."

"After you broke up last night, the old lady told me in private that she asked me to go to Sister Lin and bring up all the past events of her in our house, and let her focus on the past friendship, which might save the wife from the death penalty. , and said that she would find a way to go to the big sister of Fengzao Palace, and I stayed there to talk to sister Lin, that is, to reconcile our former friendship, and to relieve... the long-standing pain of lovesickness."

Baochai turned red with anger when she heard this, and slapped the table vigorously with her right hand. Baoyu was startled, and asked what was wrong, Baochai said: "Baoyu, you are confused, how can you agree to such a thing, old lady?" Where is it for your sake, she is trying to harm you."

173 The Sorrow Is More Than the Death of a Heart

更新时间:2013-1-1122:23:45本章字数:3586

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