Aunt Lin of the Red Chamber is here

It is said that after Lin Qingwei returned to the capital, he thanked guests behind closed doors according to the rules, and led the three children to mourn together.Although Lin Chen's identity is special, but logically speaking, he is also the nephew of the Lin family, so it is only necessary to observe the mourning for three months according to the lighter level of Xiaogong.As for the two siblings, Lin Daiyu and Lin Xi, they have to stay in the mansion solidly to watch their mother's filial piety for three years.

The eldest princess's mansion seemed to be very peaceful because of the mourning, but the Jia family's two households were making a fuss at this time.

That day after Lin Qingwei handed over Lai Da to Jia Lian in a rage, Jia Lian bowed to the spiritual throne in shame, and returned to the capital two days later with this short-sighted servant.

Jia She was brought up by the old lady of Rong Guo Gong. Although he refused to study hard, he was very proficient in business affairs. Otherwise, he would not have moved out of Rong Guo Mansion in just half a year. Relying on his vacant position as a first-rank general, he managed to get along in the Ministry of War in a non-obtrusive manner.

Seeing that his son came back earlier than expected, Jia Amnesty couldn't help being surprised.He deliberately sent his eldest son to Yangzhou for the funeral, on the one hand because he really loved his younger sister Jia Min, on the other hand, he also asked his son to come and go with the Lin family to make the relationship warmer; his son Jia Lian also knew his intentions, so why did he— —

Seeing his son come in with a sad face, Jia She sharply glimpsed the bound figure behind him, his pupils shrank.

"The son has seen his father!" Jia Lian respectfully bowed to Jia She; only after leaving the wretched place did Jia Lian realize that his father was hiding everything, and remembered that he had always faced his father in the past. He secretly criticized his actions, and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

A vague suspicion arose in Jia She's salute. He waved his hand and signaled Jia Lian to sit down: "Why did Lian'er come back at this time? How is your aunt's funeral going?"

Sighing, Jia Lian lifted his clothes and knelt down on the ground: "Father, forgive me, but there is a reason for my son's early return this time! I just arrived in Yangzhou that day, and before I had time to pay homage to my aunt, I was taken away for a while." In the hall, I saw a noble person." He paused, and then sneaked a glance at Jia She: "It's Her Royal Highness Princess Wenqing!"

Jia Amnesty knew about this a long time ago. After all, Princess Wenqing did not appear at the palace banquet during the New Year's Eve, and she was not even in the capital with her niece. Anyone who is interested can find out after making inquiries.

"The old lady sent people over there", Jia Lian was a little embarrassed to say, after all, he couldn't write two characters of Jia in one stroke, and he was so angry that he shouldn't have said anything, but the old lady did too much. It's no longer authentic, he pointed to the unconvinced people behind him: "It's Lai Da who went to mourn the funeral!"

Feeling the coldness in the room suddenly, Jia Lian bit the bullet and continued: "According to the steward of the Lin family, this slave seems to have said some unseemly things, which made the princess furious, and immediately tied him up. Send it to my son and tell me to come back to Beijing earlier!"

"Ridiculous!" Jia Amnesty frowned, clutching the cup firmly in his hand: "This is to make the Linjia family turn against each other! A slave is a slave no matter how good-looking he is!" It's in his hand... Thinking of this, his gaze fell on Lai Da's body like a sharp blade: "Go, twist this slave who knows no respect, and order someone to prepare a car and go to Rongguo Mansion!"

Jia's mother was talking to You Shi at the Ningguo Mansion. Sun Jiarong, the head of the Ningguo Mansion, was already 16 years old this year, and it was time to marry him.

At that time, Prince Yizhong had a young daughter. Because of the rebellion, the concubine in the mansion was worried that the young girl would be involved, so she quietly sent the little girl out, who was only four or five years old, and was sent to the home of Qin Bangye, the doctor of the camp, to be raised through the Yangshengtang. Her nickname is Keer, and her nickname is Kanemi. She is also thirteen or fourteen years old this year.Back then, it was the Jia family who secretly assisted the concubine's family in exchanging the royal blood. It happened that Jia Rong, the descendant of Ning Rong's second mansion, was of the same age as him. Therefore, Jia's mother arranged the marriage between Jia Rong and Qin Keqing early. Down.

"Old lady, the grand master is here!" Yuanyang came in lightly, and reported with her body.

A trace of disgust flashed across Jia Mu's eyes: "Why did that unfilial son come here?! Didn't he even refuse to enter the door of my old lady?"

Hearing this, Yuanyang didn't dare to say anything more, Youshi smiled and persuaded: "Why did the ancestor say that, wouldn't it make uncle feel sad? We are close, so we often come here, let alone Feng girl My body is also heavy, and the night of the Lantern Festival is more dewy, and because my uncle is deeply favored, he lives far away, so it is inconvenient to come and go!"

After hearing these words, Mother Jia's expression softened a little: "Forget it, tell him to wait, I'll go there!"

Standing in Jia Mu's courtyard, Jia Amnesty couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.Seeing the laughing maidservants in front of the door, he sneered, it was here back then, even the maids beside the old lady could talk behind his back, degrading himself into the dust.

"The old lady is back!" Entering the room, Jia Amnesty took a sip of the tea and calmly picked up the tea. He waited quietly, and then he heard the announcement from outside, and he smiled slightly.

As soon as Jia's mother entered the room, she saw the old god Jia She brushing the hem of her clothes on the ground, and bowed to her, "Greetings, mother!"

With a lukewarm response, with the support of Yuanyang, Jia Mu sat down on the kang above, and the little maid next to her handed the warm handkerchief to Yuanyang's hand with a wink.

"What are you doing here today?" Mother Jia let Yuanyang carefully wipe her hands, took the Dingyao heap flower peony tea cup that was brought up, took a sip, and glanced at Jia She who was sitting under her left hand from the corner of her eye. : "Is there anything that needs to be done by the Grand Master?"

Keeping her somewhat uncertain tone in his ears, Jia Amnesty's expression did not change at all.Perhaps he has really seen the ugly side behind this mother's kindness and filial piety. When he was partial to Jia's mother, he no longer had the original injury and resentment.

"Since the mother asked, the son will not hide it." Jia She stood up and greeted the outside: "Bring in the slave who knows no respect and offends the royal family!"

Mother Jia was stunned to see Lai Da, who was tied up randomly underneath, raised her hand tremblingly in anger, and pointed at Jia She: "What are you doing, you unfilial son! Could it be that you are going to piss me off!"

Jia Amnesty calmly listened to Jia's mother's accusation, and felt her heart turn cold. Sure enough, in her heart, even Lai Da, the servant of the family who gave birth to a child, was more important than herself!He raised his hand and threw the cold teacup on the table on Lai Da's body. He was wearing old and dirty clothes, and he looked very embarrassed against the deep and shallow tea stains.

With a beating heart, Mother Jia stopped for a moment, watching Jia She calmly pour tea over Lai Da's head and face, making a mess of the delicate embroidered felt on the floor of the room.

"Mother sent this servant to mourn the Lin family in Yangzhou on behalf of the Rongguo Mansion. Not to mention his status, this is because he valued him." Jia Amnesty slipped the handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his hands with a bit of disgust. Then he threw the dirty veil on Lai Da's face: "Who would have thought that this slave would dare to speak rudely and shamelessly in front of my younger sister's spirit! Mother still remembers that this year Princess Wenqing did not Didn't celebrate New Year in Beijing? My sister went, and my brother-in-law was sick in bed. Therefore, the eldest princess took care of all the affairs of the Lin family, and the eldest princess immediately convicted him of being daring and reckless. Even the son asked Lian'er to mourn the funeral, and the princess angered her! Mother said, isn't this a serious crime?"

After hearing Jia Amnesty's words, Mother Jia looked at Lai Da with unkind eyes, almost poking a hole.Looking at the elder son's expression in a blink of an eye, she gritted her teeth: "There is no one in the family, Baoyu is still young, and your second brother can't leave Beijing, so I sent Lai Da over in desperation. Humiliate my Rongguo family style!" Jia Amnesty's arrogance is not arrogant, but every word has a special meaning, and it is impossible for Jia's mother to suppress him with her usual arrogance.

"Since mother said so," Jia She saw the face of Jia's mother's face changing instantly when she heard the name of the eldest princess, and laughed in her heart: "Then this slave will be brought back to the mansion by the son temporarily, and when the eldest princess returns to the capital, The son clamped down on this servant and went to ask the princess for forgiveness!"

————————— Concubine Xiao Shu’s Dividing Line ————————————

"What?" Lin Qingwei, who was sitting in front of the window, pinched the embroidered frame and looked at Tsing Yi in disbelief: "You said, Concubine Shu is too ill to get up?"

Tsing Yi replied with a downcast face: "Exactly, Your Highness!" Then he took out a thin stack of papers from his sleeve and handed it up: "Here is the matter about Concubine Shu's teenage years that you asked the servant girl to investigate. But because of the age, the old people of the Xiao family couldn't find too many, so they can only find these—"

After receiving the stack of papers, Lin Qing flipped through them carefully, and saw a line of words, she pointed to Tsing Yi and asked: "When Concubine Shu was 13 years old, she went to the temple with her mother and wished to stay for a month?" Seeing the word "Temple", For some reason, Lin Qingwei felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Looking at Lin Qingwei's hand, Tsing Yi thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "That's right, but at that time Mrs. Xiao was a light car, and those old people died and went, so I really can't know when I was in the temple. Concubine Shu is doing anything different!"

Feeling enlightened, Lin Qingwei fell into deep thought as she touched the white jade bracelet on her wrist.

Concubine Xiao Shu's body has always been good, and all the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital can attest to this, but it's only been a month, will that domineering woman get sick?If there is nothing tricky in it, who would believe it! ?

"Then what can Xiao Rongde do?" Lin Qingwei thought of another person related to Concubine Shu.

Tsing Yi spoke carefully.

It turns out that after Xiao Rongde was fined, beaten and dismissed, he has been recuperating at home and has not gone out for a long time.During this period, Concubine Shu did not make any moves. Mrs. Xiao repeatedly tried to enter the palace to ask Concubine Shu for help but failed; Of the 70 taels of silver that was urged to be paid, half of it was raised by her.

"My guess is really good. Concubine Shu doesn't seem to have that much affection for the Xiao family, otherwise she wouldn't just sit and ignore her elderly mother and run around. According to her usual temper, if she is really attached to her natal family , I think I will go to the emperor's brother to beg without hesitation—but why did she repeatedly excuse the Xiao family's nephews?" Lin Qingwei was thinking hard, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and blurted out a sentence.

"Could it be another show where the talented, the beautiful, and the beautiful are divided between labor and Yan?"

Hearing this, Tsing Yi was stunned for a while: "Why would Your Highness think so?"

Lin Qing shook her head slightly, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Maybe it's a woman's intuition! Tsing Yi, think about it, a 13-year-old girl's temperament changed after staying in the temple for a few days. How can this be explained?"

"But—" Tsing Yi couldn't figure out why his master would think of this aspect: "Concubine Shu is also the upbringing of everyone's daughter, not to mention according to the old man who served in Xiao's family back then, although Mrs. Xiao pampered Concubine Shu, but Discipline is very strict, how could—"

Lin Qing smiled without saying a word, put down the half-embroidered plain Luopa in her hand, and looked at an elegant white plum outside the window: "The cardamom years, ignorant of ignorance, but once contaminated with lovesickness, it is love and affection." It's so deep, it reminds me of the original story!"

Although he understood what she said, Tsing Yi did not understand what Lin Qingwei said had anything to do with Concubine Shu.

With a long sigh, Lin Qingwei's eyes fell on the delicate green pistil of the white plum: "Shuangwen is hard-fated, and the heart of a king is like iron. The so-called lovers have become family members, but they are just attached by descendants! I think Concubine Shu is also..."