[Red House] The First Imperial Merchant

Chapter 8 Aunt Zhao scratches his wife

That night, Aunt Zhao’s small courtyard was brightly lit. Dr. Li, who had only left in the afternoon, came with the drug boy. People in the courtyard came and went to the maid in a hurry. In the middle of the night, I don’t know what happened. It was still quiet Aunt Zhao's screams and wailing broke out in the small courtyard. Although the courtyard was remote, the noise could still be heard in Jia Zheng's courtyard, which was so noisy.

Jia Zheng felt guilty for Jia Huan. When he heard this, he thought Jia Huan was dead, and his face turned green. He put on his clothes and went to the small courtyard. Mrs. Wang did not live with Jia Zheng. Zheng didn't want to live with her, a poisonous woman, and went to the small courtyard when she heard Aunt Zhao's crying.

Aunt Zhao's face was pale, especially under the bright oil lamp, she looked even paler and depressed, she was very scary, when she saw Jia Zheng approaching, she boldly pulled Jia Zheng's sleeves, lay on Jia Zheng's shoulder and wept.

"But what happened to Huan'er?" It was rare for Jia Zheng not to reprimand Zhao Auntie for this behavior, the maids, servants and doctors all watched, if they would not be so disrespectful in front of outsiders in the past.

"Huan'er just lost her breath----" Thinking of her son's pale and bluish face, Aunt Zhao hated Mrs. Wang so much that her teeth itch. As soon as she looked up, she saw Mrs. Wang walking slowly, and she pushed Jia away with hatred. Zheng rushed forward, no matter what her wife and wife, she will not live if her son is dead today.With the determination to kill the fish and break the net, Aunt Zhao made a quick move and was a lot more ruthless. Mrs. Wang followed a golden bracelet, and before she could react, she heard Mrs. Wang screaming for pain. There were a few blood marks on his face and his hair was messed up a lot, and his eyes showed cruelty.

Aunt Zhao used to be a servant girl, but she got Jia Zheng's favor and raised her as an aunt, but since she was a child, she didn't do the hard work of serving others?Even if she has been an aunt for a few years, she is good at playing tricks and cheating on weekdays. The strength of her hands and the skill of tearing people up are no worse than the skill of swearing. If I die, I will not live anymore, and everyone will die together."

Jia Zheng is the one with the best face, and also the most respectful etiquette. No matter how guilty he is, he can't allow Aunt Zhao to beat Mrs. Wang in front of outsiders. No matter how vicious Mrs. Wang was, she was still Jia Zheng's official wife, and this status could not be overcome.

"That's enough, Mrs. Zhao!" Jia Zheng yelled, "How dare you do it!" After walking back and forth for a few steps, Jia Zheng finally didn't do anything to teach Aunt Zhao, his eyes became colder, and the guilt in Aunt Zhao's heart disappeared. Quite a lot, and said in a cold voice: "This time I think it's because Huan'er is hurt, if there is a next time, you will get out of the house for me!" Say it and walk away without asking Jia Huan what is going on now.

Mrs. Wang looked at Aunt Zhao as if she was looking at a dead person. Her face ached and her head ached. She had never experienced such a shame. This time she remembered that an aunt dared to do anything.Jia Zheng is gone, Madam Wang doesn't have to show Jia Zheng, at this moment she just wants to leave Aunt Zhao's yard, even if she is accused of poisoning the concubine, she will get the bitch out of the house, no matter what she will She is the mother of the imperial concubine.

Aunt Zhao looked at the dark entrance of the small courtyard, two lines of tears came down, her expectations for Jia Zheng had fallen to the bottom of the well, it was pitch black, and there was nothing left.These years, Aunt Zhao is vulgar and vulgar, and she is so dirty that even the doorman is ashamed of herself, not to mention the first-class maid who is accustomed to in the mansion, but Aunt Zhao is not vulgar and vulgar, who would call this small courtyard Put it in your eyes?She doesn't want to be like Aunt Zhou, who can be bullied by any little girl, but she has no name and no distinction, and Huan'er doesn't please the old lady. She tore her face to fight for it, who in the entire Jia family would not laugh at her looking down on her?She knows everything, even the daughter born in her womb thinks she is ashamed and denies her, but she can't help it. She doesn't know poetry and has no family background. To bully her means not to bully her Huan'er, at least not to kill Huan'er...

Dr. Li is getting old, and seeing this farce, he stroked his gray beard and sighed slowly. What's so good about a rich family? , You can see the hatred in my heart!

"Whether the young master can live or not depends on the next two days. I'll stay if it's a big disaster tonight!" Dr. Li shook his head, feeling sorry for Aunt Zhao and Jia Huan.

Aunt Zhao is very grateful, Huan'er was out of breath just now, and now there is still hope for life Low couch, Dr. Li can only be wronged to stay temporarily tonight, she is a woman, it is not good for Dr. Li to live in another place, besides, Huan'er is dangerous tonight, so naturally she has to stay by Huan'er's side.

Dr. Li expressed his understanding, and the night watchmen outside the wall were beating drums, and it was not far from dawn.

Early in the morning, Jia Huan's breath was still weak but still there. Today, Muxiu and Jia Zheng stayed at home. He didn't want to see Mrs. Wang or Aunt Zhao, so he simply followed his disciples to discuss poems and books in the front yard.Seeing that Jia Huan had stabilized, Dr. Li re-prescribed the medicine, saying that Jia Huan could not live without people in the past two days, and ordered decoction to feed the medicine, eat and drink, etc. Then he left Jia's mansion with the little drug boy. She was holding a small wooden box, which contained the money and jewelry she had saved in the past few years, and now the whole box was given to Dr. Li, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, she couldn't say anything like a lotus flower, she just kept saying: "Be sure to accept it, Huan'er's life depends on you, doctor."

Dr. Li looked at the black and shiny wooden box in his hand. This box must have been touched all day long, and the wood is slippery. He shook his head, handed the wooden box to Aunt Zhao, and said, "Young master's medical expenses have been paid by the government." After that, this old man should try his best to cure the young master."

After sending Dr. Li away, Aunt Zhao sat beside Jia Huan's bed holding the wooden box, watching her son's pale face and weak breathing, she felt more at ease. "Huan'er, Auntie doesn't ask for anything. I won't scold you or talk about you in the future. As long as you live, it doesn't matter whether you become a high official or not. Auntie doesn't ask for anything else..." One hand lightly Gently stroking Jia Huan's sweaty forehead, his mouth moved towards Jia Huan's face, finally mustered up his courage, and murmured: "Son, wake up, mother will never talk about you again."

In this era, aunts are not allowed to call themselves mothers. No matter where the sons and daughters are raised, only the principal wife should be called mother, and only aunts should be called concubines.

The mandarin ducks were talking in the yard, and Aunt Zhao wiped away the tears hanging on her face and went out, only to hear the mandarin ducks say: "The old lady said, Brother Huan is injured, and Aunt Zhao will stay at ease in the yard to take care of Brother Huan for the past two months." My son is well, and there is no need to greet the rest." Seeing Aunt Zhao's swollen walnut eyes, Yuanyang felt sorry for her, but seeing no one, she whispered: "Madam just greeted the old lady, there are scratches on her face. …”

Aunt Zhao understands that Mrs. Wang is asking the old matriarch to make the decision. She has been locked up in the small courtyard for the past two months. It sounds nice on the surface. She nodded, and she no longer felt jealous of the mandarin ducks in her heart. She used to always She felt that the maid in front of Mrs. Taijun looked down on her and looked down on Huan'er, no matter what she said, she wanted to fight with the maid, and now she has no strength to make trouble.

Jia Huan's injury is like a scar that cannot be mentioned to the Jia family. Jia's mother gave the order, and Jia Baoyu and Daiyu, who originally wanted to visit the small courtyard, all gave up their thoughts. Jia's mother said that good people are too noisy To benefit Jia Huan's recovery, he was actually afraid that Baoyu and the girls would hear what Jia Huan said unintentionally.

Jia Baoyu had no brotherly feelings towards Jia Huan, since the ancestor said it was fine, he didn't take it to heart, Daiyu didn't want to know Jia Huan well, and the servant girl in the mansion had already been silenced, so he didn't know Jia Huan's serious injury , I just said that I have stabilized, so I didn't bother, and the rest of Yingchun Xichun naturally wouldn't join in.Tanchun was picking up the soles of his shoes. Baoyu said a few days ago that his pair was not comfortable to wear, so she was about to put on one. One was ready, and the one in her hand was just starting to look out of the window. Tanchun sighed, remembering the marks on Mrs. Wang's face this morning and Mrs. Wang's attitude towards her, she would not dare to go to the small courtyard at this time...

Ever since Jia Huan designed to testify intentionally or unintentionally, Xue Pan closed the door to thank the guests and locked himself in the study. Although he doesn't want to see Mrs. Wang, but he doesn't intend to make a scene, as long as he maintains a light and polite relationship, he really can't afford to tear himself apart with Mrs. Wang. This time he helped Jia Huan to testify, and his aunt didn't know How can I scold him in my heart.

creak!

Xue Pan raised his head from the rocking chair and glanced at the door, Baochai held the soup and said with a smile: "Brother, I helped my mother to bring you soup." Xue Pan put down the book in his hand and said, "What kind of soup is it today? "

"Stewed deer antler in ginseng soup." Seeing her brother's appearance, Xue Baochai laughed, "I'm lying to you, I'm going to drink the soup that I've stewed to remove dryness."

After a bowl of dry soup, Xue Pan wiped his hands, and saw Baochai looking at him with his chin propped up, "What's the matter?" It must be a bad thing for this girl to look at him like that.

"Brother, there was a lot of commotion in Aunt Zhao's small yard last night, and I heard that our aunt greeted the old lady with a painted face this morning." Xue Baochai said seriously: "I heard that Brother Huan was seriously injured. Shall we go and see?"

"On the one hand, why do you care so much about Jia Huan?" Xue Pan didn't want his sister to care too much about the people in Jia's mansion. The love between gold and stone was over, and he didn't want to have another female senior holding a gold brick.

Baochai saw that his brother was serious about asking, and then said: "It's not that I care about it, but I think the child is good-looking and is the aunt's poisonous hand. I want to go and have a look. Alas, I am also bored. Sister Daiyu and Jia Baoyu I lost my temper, now I will see Jia Baoyu's flattering face in the past, and I don't know why sister Lin is so close to Jia Baoyu?" Sister Lin's talent and appearance are top-notch in this house, and her father is a third-rank As a senior official, Jia Baoyu is really a bad match.

It is estimated that the whole family now believes that Jia Huan was killed by Mrs. Wang, but he always feels that this matter is full of weirdness.

"Didn't I snatch a box of jewelry from Dangdang the day before yesterday, and take it to play with my sisters." Xue Pan sent his sister out to play with her sisters, but did not mention going to visit Jia Huan.

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