Suo Jinling

The fire came all over the mountains and fields, and the dead grass was licked by the flames, burning black ash all over the ground.

Chen Jing was lying in the grass, his heels were burned to the top of his feet by the fire, his skin was gray and black and purple, his fingers were as dry as chicken feet, and he felt burning and stinging pain.

He tossed and rested in pain, his mouth was dry, his skin seemed to be peeled off, and fresh flesh was rubbed out. He spun around in the fire kiss, tossed and turned for half a day, struggled to crawl forward, and held one ankle.

He grabbed the calf and pulled it to his side fiercely, the thick blue cat eyes came into view, the full head of blond hair was rubbed on the neck, a few grains of dirt stuck to the end of the eyes, those eyes were about to cry, as if they were telling something.

Chen Jing climbed forward, vainly trying to understand his lips, but the flames reached his eyelids. He let out a cry of surprise, and rolled his head down to the ground. People around shouted for young master, and hurriedly helped him up. Sticking to the ground, the tailbone was so painful, the flesh stuck to the buttocks, trembling a few times.

The heart-piercing pain was soaked, trapped in the earthenware pot, and the urn blew a few times, but it was still tolerable. Chen Jing wore a short cloth around his waist, and stood there with his legs leaking the wind, making him With a blushing face, he climbed onto the bed with both hands and feet, and said sullenly: "You guys go out first."

The rest of the people retreated separately, Chen Jing lay on the spot, turned half of his body, carefully raised the curtain, and looked at his red and purple buttocks. Fortunately, most of them had closed their mouths, and it was covered with brown herbs, smelling like medicine. It floated leisurely, and the strands jumped into the nose.

There was green tea lying low beside him. Chen Jing stretched his arms, brought the teacup, and drank it happily. After cleaning his clothes and pants, he grabbed a bamboo crutch from the side of the couch, struggled with it twice, and walked out of the room step by step.

The retainers rushed up to help him, but he waved his hands away and said in a low voice, "Where is my brother and sister-in-law?"

One of them made a bow: "The master accompanied Mr. Fu to listen to the music in the Qianchun Pavilion, and the lady was weak, and she was resting while listening to the small building in the lake."

Chen Jing listened, and sneered for a while: "He is an eunuch, what song should he listen to in Ganchun Pavilion?"

The rest of the people turned pale with shock, they looked at each other and dared not go forward: "The wall has ears, young master, don't say these things again."

Chen Jing didn't care, and threw the bamboo crutches on the ground: "Help me to listen to Hu Xiaozhu."

Tinghu Xiaozhu is located in the southeast of the mansion. At this time of winter, the green leaves on the trees are withered, leaving only bare branches. The water waves in the lake condense and form thick ice. When Chen Jing passed by, he bent over and pushed aside. Soft residual snow, fingers covered in ice, sticky skin and flesh hurting.

His body was a little hot, his body was wrapped in ice and snow, and his face felt much more comfortable. He crossed his arms and stared at the ice in a daze. Geese flew from north to south in the sky, and afterimages flashed across the lake. Chen Jing squatted on the ground, dazed. Suddenly, I smelled strands of sandalwood, my body was covered with thick white hair, the smell of pistachio gingko was sour on my teeth, and the tip of my tongue was itchy.

With heavy snow falling and no livestock in the mountains, can these white wolves survive?

"What living things are raised in the mansion?"

Chen Jing turned around.

Several retainers pushed someone out, and the retainer Lu Yunxi cupped his hands and bowed: "Young master, there are still more than 83 bibill parrots in the mansion, [-] bloody BMWs, and a few white raccoon slaves in the madam's courtyard... ···”

"You can't eat them all," Chen Jing pouted, "I didn't ask about that, I asked how many livestock were raised."

"There are chickens, ducks, fish and geese." Lu Yunxi Zhang Er was puzzled, "If there is anything the young master wants to eat, the dining room will be ready for the young master immediately."

"Come here, Yunxi." Inspector Chen Jing stretched his arms around Lu Yunxi's neck, and pulled him to his side, "From tomorrow on, no, from tonight onwards, you lead people to carry these chickens, ducks, geese and fish, and put them all into the mountains." , put as much as you can, don’t let my brother and sister-in-law know, do you know?”

Lu Yunxi was stunned: "Young master, what is the meaning of this? It's freezing cold, and the mountains are full of wolves and beasts. If we put some domestic animals in, wouldn't it be a waste of support for them?"

Chen Jing thought to himself, this is not offering to wolves and beasts, it is clearly offering to Bodhisattva, but what he thinks in his heart is hard to say clearly: "I escaped from death this time, fortunately, I have Bodhisattva to help me. At night, Bodhisattva gave me a dream, saying that I was hungry and had no food to offer. I can't sleep well every night. I think about it. This matter needs to be handled by the person I trust the most. I can't make a big splash so as not to disappoint the Bodhisattva. Yunxi, if you don't help me with this matter, you will be called I lost all face in front of the Bodhisattva, if the Bodhisattva blames me, it will have nothing to do with you."

Lu Yunxi was shocked and turned pale, bowing again and again: "Yunxi didn't dare, so tonight, according to the young master's wishes, he threw the livestock into the mountain."

He couldn't figure it out. If he wanted to make offerings to Bodhisattvas, he would also be offering melons, fruits and vegetables. How could he make offerings to livestock?

Chen Jing nodded in satisfaction, patted Lu Yunxi on the shoulder, and motioned for people to get ready. He dismissed the crowd by himself, walked around the lake on crutches, and walked into Tinghu Xiaozhu.

Sister-in-law Zhou Shuning likes to smell the fragrance of flowers, the courtyard is full of fruit trees, today there is a smell of medicinal herbs in the courtyard, and they rush into the nose, Chen Jing sniffs a few sips, feeling anxious, he staggers in, and several maidservants who are busy in the courtyard see When he came over, he hurriedly bowed and bowed: "The young master is here, Madam is not feeling well, it is inconvenient to see guests, please allow me to report to Madam first."

Chen Jing had no choice but to grit his teeth and stand there, leaning on the ground with a cane, tiptoeing to look inside, after a while the maid came out and raised half of the curtain: "Madam can't see the wind, you guys, don't help the young master in."

Chen Jing didn't need anyone to help him, so he lost his crutches and rushed in. The door of the bedroom was half-closed, the windows were tightly closed, a few charcoal pots were burning inside, and two bowls of dark soup were placed on the side. Running back and forth, he set up a back pillow behind Zhou Shuning's back and helped her lean on it.

Zhou Shuning's complexion was not good, her lips were pale, she put her palm on the quilt, and rubbed it lightly: "Don't show the seat to the young master yet."

The maid hurriedly moved the chair and spread a thick cushion on it. Chen Jing didn't stand or sit, his face was red to the neck, and he said awkwardly: "Sister-in-law..."

Zhou Shuning covered her lips and smiled: "Since you don't want to sit down, come closer to me. You have been lethargic for the past two days. How is your wound?"

"It's all over," Chen Jing said in a hurry, "how is sister-in-law, is she feeling better?"

Since his parents passed away, his elder brother was too busy with affairs to take care of him. Chen Jing's daily life and food were almost all taken care of by his sister-in-law.

The sister-in-law is not in good health and walks weakly. Chen Jing is always afraid that she will be injured and sick. Seeing her lying on the couch at this moment, she is even more anxious, wishing to help her make medicine.

"Ah Jing, come here," Zhou Shuning said, "Ah Jing, look, what's the difference between sister-in-law and sister-in-law?"

Chen Jing looked left and right, but couldn't see any difference: "Sister-in-law has lost weight."

The maids covered their lips and smiled, not daring to make a sound.

Chen Jing blushed again: "Sister-in-law... did you change the rouge?"

Zhou Shuning rubbed her belly and sighed softly, "Ah Jing is going to be a little uncle."

Chen Jing blinked his eyes, stared blankly at the same place, tried his best to involve the relationship in his mind, and made a mess: "Sister-in-law, how long has it been?"

"The doctor said that the pulse has lasted for more than 70 days, and you have to take care of it carefully, so you can't worry about it." Zhou Shuning looked at Chen Jing's expression, and gradually pursed his lips, "Is Ah Jing not happy?"

Chen Jing had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what it was like: "I want to have a few words with my sister-in-law alone."

The maidservants in the room understood, and they all lowered their heads and went out, closing the door gently.

When there was no sound from outside, Chen Jing approached his sister-in-law and knelt beside her: "Sister-in-law, you haven't taken care of your body before, and the doctor said...you can't get pregnant again within three years."

Zhou Shuning's expression froze, and she said after a while: "What is Ah Jing talking about, the Chen family has only you two now, if I can't spread the branches and leaves, how can I comfort the spirit of the Chen family."

"Why did sister-in-law say that?" Chen Jing said seriously, "it is said in the book that the world is not benevolent and treats all things as dogs, every flower, every tree, every grass and every tree, all flowers bloom and wither, birth, old age, sickness and death, the Chen family will be the same after a hundred years. Holding the loess, why did you hurt your sister-in-law for nothing because of these illusory things."

Zhou Shuning squeezed the corner of the quilt tightly, looked up at him blankly: "Ah Jing's brain is burnt out, don't let others hear such rebellious words."

"Sister-in-law, as a son of man, it is only natural for me to avenge my father. My parents raised me and I repay their kindness. This is the relationship between heaven, earth and human beings," Chen Jing said again, "but my sister-in-law married into the Chen family. I have already been sad twice under my body, and the doctor has warned me thousands of times, and there must be no more mistakes, why should my sister-in-law..."

"Stop talking," Zhou Shuning said coldly, "I've made up my mind."

"Sister-in-law," Chen Jing said relentlessly, "Why do you and elder brother value blood so much? Even if you can't spread the branches, wouldn't it be better for you two to sing in harmony and accompany each other?"

Zhou Shuning laughed angrily: "What kind of story books have you read again? Throw them all out and burn them!"

As soon as the words fell, she raised her voice and shouted: "Please go back, young master!"

Several maidservants filed in. They looked thin, but they were actually strong. They used their hands and feet to lift Chen Jing out, and asked someone to carry him out: "Madam, please take the young master back."

"I won't go," Chen Jing threw away his crutches, sat down on the ground, grinned in pain, "my sister-in-law won't let me in, so I'll go to the door and wait for my elder brother to come back to see what tune he's listening to. return!"

It was snowing goose feathers outside, but Chen Jing was like an angry calf, limping across the center of the lake, heading straight for the gate of the Hou Mansion, the retainers circled around behind him, wanting to stop but not daring to stop, the young lord fought Xiao Xiao is different from ordinary people, deviant and maverick, he will do what he is not told to do, ten stubborn cows can't be pulled back, and now the master is not around, let alone no one can restrain him.

He turned around a few narrow bridges, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of some colorful skirts, which made him freeze in place, and suddenly looked back.

There were two women standing in the gazebo in the middle of the lake, they were gathering together, they looked at him cautiously, and when they saw him looking back, they hurriedly covered their faces with their water sleeves, and hurried up the path, leaving two shadows behind him.

Chen Jing had excellent eyesight since he was a child, so he recognized that these two people were not maidservants in the mansion. He grabbed the retainers beside him and gritted his teeth: "Who are those two people?"

The retainers cupped their hands and bowed, watching their noses and noses and their hearts, and said: "If you return to the young master, it is... the person sent by the court."

The person sent by the court...?

To whom?

Who else could it be?

The sister-in-law is pregnant and has to take care of the whole family, but the elder brother hugs her left and right, enjoying the blessings of everyone.

Chen Jing's heart was filled with unexplained anger, and he walked towards the Hou's door with a dull head. The retainers behind him were full of frightened birds, and they followed tremblingly, not daring to leave half a step. He hit his chest, smelling alcohol in his nostrils, and the momentum forced him to take two steps back, almost falling into a snowdrift.

Chen Jing hurriedly rubbed his head, and just about to speak when he raised his head, he shuddered abruptly.

The eldest brother Chen Rui didn't wear an official uniform, only a normal uniform, with his hands behind his back, like a door god with tiger eyes, staring at him heavily.

"Little bastard," Chen Rui narrowed his eyes and sighed coldly, "It seems that I haven't eaten enough."