Battle of the Red Chamber Ring III

Sao Hua looked at the smiling Jia Huan with a lot of emotion, and now he just waits for the Bodhisattva to show kindness to let his master get through this test.

Maybe this disease was said by the imperial doctor. Originally, he had a fever for three days and it didn’t seem to be a problem. After waiting for the imperial doctor’s explanation, Jia Huan, who only had a fever, had a dry mouth and aching bones and joints. He knew that if smallpox was blind It's not good to cover it, just keep drinking water and strong alcohol to make yourself sweat.

Jia Huan asked Sao Hua to get his daily food outside, but shut himself in the hut without outsiders.I don't know if it's because of Jia Huan's early martial arts practice. His body is still strong, but after three days of confinement, he still has a high fever. Two days later, the rash on his body turned into blisters, which is very disgusting to look at.

"Master, as long as you get through this rest period, you will be fine. You must endure it." Sao Hua asked Jia Huan against the door when he had nothing to do, and Jia Huan just hummed inside, causing Quan is more like a patient than Jia Huan. Every day, he keeps touching his forehead to see if he has a fever, and he rolls up his sleeves to see if he has a rash.

Finally, after three days, Jia Huan passed out due to convulsions. He lay in the bedding and stared blankly at the curtains on the bed. He had no other thoughts in his head but felt a little hot on his body. As for why he persisted He couldn't explain such a difficult task.

"Who else is in your family?" Jia Huan asked more about Sao Hua.

"I also have a younger sister in my family, who sold me into the mansion after years of severe drought and couldn't bear it. My parents were kind to me. When I got smallpox, it was my mother who carried me here all night. Sao Hua wiped her tears as she spoke. She was only in her teens, and she was locked up in a world waiting to die, so she called Jia Huan every day and hoped that he would not die. If he died, she would be buried with her up.

"They promised me that as long as I help a few times, they will transfer me to Master Baoyu's room. My mother-in-law said that there is no prerequisite for following Master Huan. It is better to follow Master Baoyu. He is the son and grandson." Quan suddenly rushed over and grabbed the sweeping hand, "My wife told me, I don't know what's here, I just run errands and tell my wife what happened in my aunt's yard. I haven't done anything bad. I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" Yinquan said as she burst into tears, she hadn't taken care of it for four or five days, and her neatly combed hair was hanging down in a mess.

Saohua slowly pulled his arm out of Yinquan's palm: "Why are you crying? If Master Huan doesn't die, we will be fine. Now you just kneel down and let the Bodhisattva do a good job to let our young master go. Take it away."

"Bodhisattva, to Bodhisattva." Yinquan searched around, felt that it was the west direction, so she knelt down and kowtowed. She had never been so close to death at this moment. She thought of those early years that Lao Ziniang mentioned The maids who were buried with Master Xianzhu recalled that my mother squinted and told her that Master Huan was not good. She had never understood better than this moment, and she lay on the ground and cried loudly: "My mother, you Killed me, killed me, my own mother."

Jia Huan listened to Yinquan's cry and thought he was going to die, so he unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth. When he was burning the most, his eyes turned white instead of black, and everything was white. can not see clearly.His fingers groped the sheets, stroking the edge of the bed, feeling the sharp carvings.His face was pressed against the soft pillow, and he unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth. If he lived an extra life, he would earn money, but the sum of two lifetimes is only 27, which is really a loss.

He suddenly saw the mother who abandoned him when she was young, the father who always shouted to break his thigh, and the grandmother who always disliked him, crying at his funeral, what are you crying for? , He obviously died very well, he died to save people.

Jia Huan thought about being a bad boy in his previous life, and trying to be a good boy who is diligent and motivated in this life, but the world seems not to allow it, which is a pity.He sighed, what a pity.

Waiting for Jia Huan to open his eyes again, he found that his door had been smashed by Sao Hua, and she was helping him to feed himself water: "Change the wine." Jia Huan struggled to spit out two words, and Sao Hua hurriedly held Put the bowl back on the table, took the wine and poured it into Jia Huan.

Fortunately, Jia Huan was a bit greedy for wine at the time, and there were at least five or six jars in the room. After sweeping the flowers and feeding the wine, he stretched out Jia Huan's skirt and looked at the pustules inside. She was finally relieved, and she wiped her tears. While laughing at Jia Huan: "It can be seen how thick the young master's face is, and there is not even a single rash." But she naturally knew in her stomach that Jia Huan's smallpox was man-made, and the cotton wool touched the skin of his body. Starting from the body first, the severe attack was almost all over the back.

Jia Huan nodded, feeling a little itchy on his back, but held back: "Why did you come in, I didn't tell you not to come in." Although he didn't know anything else, he still knew that smallpox was similar to chickenpox, and he was afraid that he would get it in the first place It was chickenpox, and now she is infected with smallpox and it will kill her.

"If I don't come in, the young master will die inside. You want me to die with you. This is not feasible. Now I am still waiting to leave the house to get married. The promise you made yourself cannot be changed casually." Already." Sao Hua wiped her tears, and carefully fed another mouthful, although she was frightened by Jia Huan at the beginning to be loyal, but now that time has passed, she is also a soft-hearted person.

Jia Huan was locked in the house for a month, waiting for Li Gui to ask a few questions outside but no one answered, so he opened the lock with a smile, kicked the door open first, thinking that it would be ugly if a few died , just to vent his anger, he naturally wanted to see what happened to Jia Huan who crawled out of the belly of a slave like himself but pretended to be a young master.

As a result, there was no one or anything inside. He was thinking about going further in, when he saw a quilt covering the sky and covering the sky, and Li Gui hurriedly tore it away. With a fierce look on his face: "Okay, you shameless person, you actually locked me in the house for a month. If you wait for the master to come back, I will sue you even if I beat him to death in front of the master."

When Li Gui saw that it was sweeping flowers, he grinned and kicked away the quilt on one side: "What's the matter, the flower sweeping girl must take care of it. It's not that I want to, but my wife ordered it, little one." That's the only way to go, there are three or four errands outside, if you want to find bad luck, don't just arrest me."

They all heard the hoeing, sweeping the red outside, and Mo Yu, and they all followed Li Gui and Ming Yan to serve in front of Baoyu. They were the people Mrs. Wang gathered since they were young, but at the beginning all the other capable people were driven out and only Baoyu was left The waiters here have never been moved, and Mrs. Wang sent them here because she was afraid that others would know. Anyway, Baoyu is drinking and having fun with her sisters and sisters in the mansion, so they don't need them.

Saohua snorted and squinted: "Since you're here, let's call someone to clean up the house." She turned around respectfully and bent down, "Young Master, the waiter is here. Do you want to wash up first?" How about dinner first?"

Li Gui looked at Jia Huan inside, wearing a rough short jacket and walking out the door. Because of being closed for a month, his face lost a little bit, not only thinner, but also much fairer, and the baby fat on his cheeks was gone. Li Gui felt a shiver run down his back as the dark eyes stared at him.

"Master Huan is well." He knelt down on the ground with trembling legs.

Jia Huan didn't look at him, but just walked out the door, looked up at the clear and cloudless sky and stretched his waist, he shook his head and walked out of the yard. The New Year is approaching and the house has been decorated with lights, red Madam Wang was sitting in the lobby listening to the manager's report, when she saw Zhou Rui's family rushing in in a panic.

"What's the matter again?" She asked absent-mindedly, lowering her head and still flipping through the ledger in her hand, calculating the profits of her subordinates this year.

Zhou Rui's family hurriedly got down and greeted Ann: "Madam is well, Jia Huan, Master Jia Huan has come out, and I have returned to the door and was about to come in to greet you." As soon as she finished speaking, Jia Huan stepped into the door Luan walked up to Mrs. Wang, instead of kneeling, he just clasped his fists and saluted, pretending that he couldn't see Mrs. Wang's ugly face.

"Thanks to Mrs. Hong Fu, Jia Huan came out alive again. Madam, are you happy?" After saying that, he turned and left the room, ignoring the housekeepers who were all looking at him with complicated faces, and followed Mrs. Wang who had a distorted expression.

The account book in Mrs. Wang's hand cracked at the sound, and the stewards below were silent, they just lowered their heads and exchanged a few glances with each other, but they just bowed their heads in silence, neither reminding nor asking.

Zhou Rui's body was trembling and pressed against the ground, fully feeling the hard work of the twelfth lunar month. She had not worked for decades. Her hands were pressed against the cold floor, and the gold ring on her hand was so cold that it would freeze her fingers. The gold bracelet on the wrist that just received filial piety is also very heavy at the moment.

Mrs. Wang put the account book in her hand aside, pinched the prayer beads on her wrist and recited a few words: "Today is here. You are old people, so I am at ease. Pack up some things and take them home." It's a reward for your hard work for a year." Her voice remained the same, and the stewards stood up to thank her, and then they all exited respectfully.

"Okay, now you can talk about how that little bastard survived. Could it be that someone in this house dared to go against my will and hire an imperial doctor for his beast?" Mrs. Wang's voice was cold, and her hands The prayer beads turned fast.

Zhou Rui's family hurriedly got up and replied: "Madam, don't worry, no one has entered the yard. On weekdays, only Li Gui went to deliver some meals, and the key to the lock on the door was given to him earlier. If anyone can enter, I'm afraid Immortals are hard to come by." I'm afraid Master Huan is really lucky, otherwise how could he have escaped from the Palace of Hell repeatedly under the hands of his wife.

Mrs. Wang nodded: "Since you've come out, go ask the imperial physician to see how you got here." Even smallpox would kill him, so let's change the trick.