Battle of the Red Chamber Ring III

Jia Baoyu followed Wang Xifeng as soon as he saw it, and when Jia Huan was disgusted with Mu Kun's lack of means, someone came from Jia Mu's place and called Aunt Zhao to come over, Jia Huan followed to Jia Mu's place, and just entered the door when he heard Jia Mu's voice He shouted: "Kneel down and report what you have done truthfully."

Aunt Zhao took a closer look and found that it was Baoyu's godmother, Ma Daopo.

That Ma Daopo was originally a practitioner in the temple. She often came to Jia's mansion to pay her respects on weekdays. I don't talk about ways to harm others, but what she asks is important, so I said: "If it's not for the deep hatred, you can't use it." I didn’t expect to kill Baoyu in the house, how could this happen, I came here when I heard the news, originally to save lives, but fortunately Baoyu survived, thank God.” Ma Daopo knelt and kowtowed twice.

Aunt Zhao was confused by what was being said, and she was about to say something when she was kicked by Nanny Song who was serving at the side, and fell to her knees on the ground with a slap.Jia Huan glanced at Nanny Song, knowing that she was serving in front of Baoyu, then turned her head to look at Mother Jia above, her face turned cold, and she lowered her head.

"I told him that the man's birthday must be written on the paper doll, and five ghosts would hide on the man's bed together. After hearing this, Aunt Zhao promised me 500 taels of silver. Give it to me, if it doesn't work, I won't give it, so I wrote a deed." After Ma Daopo finished speaking, she took out a note from her sleeve and gave it to Yuanyang, who was waiting on the side, and Yuanyang took a look at it and handed it to Jiamu.

Aunt Zhao's eyes widened: "When did I write this kind of thing, and when did I ever tell you about these things? You came to my room that day, and when you saw me taking shoes, you said that you were short of this material, so you took it." I left with a few pieces of fabric, and Xiao Wan was by my side at that time!"

"Xiaowan is already dead. I heard that she was going to kill Huan'er and was found out, so she took poison and committed suicide?" Mrs. Wang who was sitting beside her held the beads in her hand and counted them one by one. "Originally this is a family scandal, and it is better to cover it than others know, but Xiaowan was assigned to your place to serve, and when she came back, she said that Jia Huan was messing with her, and that you two threatened her. He died with a bowl of medicine, and now he really is dead."

Aunt Zhao's eye circles were reddened, and she seemed to be eating people. Jia Huan stepped forward and put one hand on Aunt Zhao's shoulder, and patted it twice. One foot bent, and the other followed. Kneeled on the ground.

He looked at Mrs. Wang blankly and then looked back at Jia Mu: "I came back, and there were endless quarrels in the mansion. I was originally born in the belly of a slave, so naturally I am not as precious as the second brother. It's just that the old and young masters told my aunt and grandma to take care of me." We are different, Jia Huan does not dare to forget, but he just came to this world for a while, if he can get a meritorious service to make my aunt and grandma happy, it will not be in vain for her to give birth to me." After he finished speaking, he kowtowed at Aunt Zhao Blowing his head once, it was extremely crisp and too loud, and his original white forehead was blue with just one blow.

"If it is said that my aunt served in front of the ancestors, the ancestors would naturally know how she is alone. Apart from other things, if something happens to the second brother, what good will my aunt be? Lan is already seven years old, if his father has something, it will naturally be inherited by his sons and grandsons, so what does it have to do with us." After he finished speaking, he kowtowed again.

Raising his head, bloodstains appeared on his forehead, and he turned to look at Ma Daopo, his cold eyes seemed to be able to pierce people: "Let me ask you, if my aunt really asks you for something, don't you know the foresight? She wanted to kill two, so she gave two copies?"

Ma Daopo hurriedly said: "It's just that I was worried that the first one wouldn't work, so I gave two." She waved her hand and glanced at Mrs. Wang from the corner of her eyes. Mrs. Wang didn't even look at her, but just pushed the Buddhist beads in her hand .

"I'll let you make up this one. Since you gave the things, why didn't you ask my aunt for cash, but you wrote something that left people talking about owed deeds." Jia Huan looked back at the small coffee table. The note, and looked back at Ma Daopo.

"Where did my aunt get so much cash? She just wrote a deed and left to take it." Ma Daopo showed some contempt while talking.

Jia Huan straightened his cuffs and waited for someone outside the door to inform him. As expected, the sleeves hadn't fallen off when Jia Zheng's footsteps arrived. Tears flowed down his eyes: "The grandson is not talented, and he doesn't have much ability. It's just that his tired father begged Nan Wang's son for three years. Luckily, he still remembered and gave me 50 taels of gold when we met. I returned it." The mansion was given to my aunt, and if my aunt really wanted to harm someone, why didn’t she take out the money that no one knows about, but write a debt that everyone else knows about.” He stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, and said again: “If you really want to Write, where did the paper and ink come from in my aunt's room? Because she thought I would work harder, she sent them all to my study, just to get someone to pick them up. How could the maids serving outside couldn't see it? Let go of my aunt and grandma, she has always been more honest than others."

These words were heart-wrenching, Jia Zheng felt his feet were a little soft before he could take a firm step, and he had to sway a bit before stepping on them.Mother Jia sighed: "Simply Baoyu is fine, so I won't mention this matter. You go back, and you go back too." go.

Jia Zheng bowed and waited for the old lady to enter the inner hall, stepped forward and carefully hugged Jia Huan, and looked at his forehead: "What is this for? It's so hard." In a low tone, "You are not in good health, so don't go out, and just ask someone to tell me about any trivial matters."

Mrs. Wang, who was walking out, heard this, and exerted all her strength on Jin Chuan'er's fingers.Ma Daopo watched Mrs. Wang go, and got up carefully herself. Seeing her get up, Aunt Zhao was about to rush to teach her a lesson, but Jia Huan pulled her sleeves.

Jia Huan leaned in Jia Zheng's arms and looked at Ma Daopo who was looking over: "You are also a believer in gods, Buddhas and ghosts. Now that you frame my aunt like this, I don't know if you can sleep peacefully at night!" He spit out this sentence coldly, and then remained silent.

Ma Daopo took a step back and walked out quickly, but she tripped over the threshold and fell with a black nose and face. She got up in a panic and ran out desperately.

Aunt Zhao followed Jia Zheng back to the room, and the old doctor who hadn't been there for ten days came again, and he looked at Jia Huan's forehead and sighed: "What's the matter, is it too young to be too old? "

"Where is the crime of Tai Sui? It's a villain!" Aunt Zhao bit her lip, with tears in her eyes, she didn't dare to say anything, but it was the first time that she felt resentment in her heart. Anyone who is a slave can come up and step on it.

Jia Zheng watched the old doctor bandage up Jia Huan, gave orders and went back. Aunt Zhao was frightened in the morning, and burned up at noon. Fortunately, the temperature dropped a little in the evening. She laughed at herself, Where does the blessing come from to get sick.

Early the next morning, the news spread in the yard. For some reason, Nanny Song, who was serving in front of Baoyu, broke her leg bone when she got up last night. The white bones poked out of the flesh. I can't get better for a lifetime.

Aunt Zhao felt refreshed when she woke up, and she was even more happy when she heard this: "That old bastard kicked me, and it hurts me now." She rubbed her leg and asked That old woman has other good things, the woman just smiled and said that aunt and grandma should take good care of her, and get up earlier to find out by herself.

Jia Huan got up and went to Mu Kun's yard to continue studying, as if yesterday's incident had nothing to do with him, but the cloth strip wrapped around his forehead was really ugly. Mu Kun felt a little irritable, so he went to ask Mu Zhen for some ointment for trauma .

"You said that kid is so cute in front of the prince, how could he become a blockbuster if he didn't make a sound? He didn't even blink. He did it by himself when someone could help him, and he was so agile. I thought he had done it before. What?" Mu Kun waited for Mu Zhen to take out the small porcelain bottle, then leaned against the screen, folded his hands in front of his chest, and frowned.

Mu Zhen took out the bottle from the drawer behind the screen, took it in his hand, turned around and handed it to Mu Kun: "You usually have too high a vision, and when you see such a small place, you get stuck in your mind. As I said before, Jia Huan is very talented, and he has another advantage that none of us have. You and I will draw a line for ourselves that no one else can cross, but he is different. If it weren't for his talent, he wouldn't be able to support him. Ambition, even if it is a natural star, he wants to grab it in the palm of his hand."

"Where are the ancient and modern generals? There is a pile of grass in the barren mound." Mu Kun squeezed the porcelain bottle in his hand and hummed this sentence back and forth.

"Where did this tune come from? I don't seem to have heard it before." Mu Zhen felt a little strange, so he moved closer, waiting for Mu Kun to sing another sentence. Mu Kun exhaled from his nose and rolled his eyes: "Let's The young master sings the song, how can you, uncle Zhen, listen to it for nothing, and don't offer gold and silver, if the young master is in a good mood, I will reward you with face and hum a few words."

Mu Zhen smiled and hugged Mu Kun in his arms, and pinched his neck vigorously: "Say, what did you say just now, whoever is here, I'm not afraid that Master Chi will hear you and beat you up."

"Master Chi can't beat him anymore. He is so old, and now he is retired in the Nanwang Mansion." Mu Kun patted Mu Zhen away, straightened his messed-up collar, and walked back to Jia with square steps. government.