Aristocratic family's career in the Red Chamber

Jia She felt in a daze that something was wrong, his limbs were obviously limp, and he couldn't use any strength at all, which made him unable to even lie down and try to change his position, but his internal organs seemed to be on fire, making him His whole body was hot and flustered, his head was dizzy, and there was a voice in his heart telling him that the current situation was very wrong, he was afraid that he was being plotted, but in terms of actions, he wished he could tear off all his clothes , bury the whole body in the cool water, to cool down the temperature...

Has he been plotted against?

Jia She was thinking angrily and unwillingly, and then he felt someone pulling him, silky hands brushing over his hands, arms, and then patting his face... Jia She tried his best to be clear, gritted his teeth and roared Said: "Go away..."

But he was really burnt out, it was obviously such an angry roar, but when he said it, it was almost a whisper.The strength of those hands clapping him suddenly increased a lot: "Master, are you okay? What's wrong with you?"

Jia She felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred. His hands on his face were cold and comfortable, like ice cubes in the dog days. He felt very comfortable and comfortable when they touched them. The fragrance powder smelled in his nose was elegant and far away. The scent made his eyes bloodshot.

"roll……"

Jia She was furious, and finally there was a sliver of clarity in his mind because of the anger, only to hear someone say angrily: "How can you drink like this? You still keep your filial piety now, what do people think of you like this?!"

He brought a glass of water to his mouth and sipped it for him to drink. Jia She felt as if he drank a sweet spring in the desert, and his sanity became clearer. Shi.She could only hear her muttering angrily: "This is the funeral, sir, you are drunk, and if you spread the word, what will people think of you?" Then, she put the teacup on the side table vigorously, and asked The servant next to him said, "Who does the uncle go out to drink with, so every measure?"

A familiar voice sounded: "It seems to be Mr. Jing from the East Mansion." Then he persuaded Mrs. Zhang, "Forget it, it's so late, grandma, don't be angry. If you drink like this, you should have a good sleep first. Let's talk about it tomorrow, grandma is not in good health and needs to rest."

After pondering for a while, Mrs. Zhang reluctantly said: "Okay, that's it, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow." He had to complain, "Brother Jing is the same, the uncle is like this, and I don't know how to persuade him."

There was the sound of cups colliding, and then the door creaked, probably because someone took the cups and plates out, and after a while, the door closed again.Mrs. Zhang came over, bent down and adjusted the bedding for him, slapped him hard, and muttered: "It must have been planned by someone again. It's all right now. I was drunk during the mourning period." Drunk, it's not like I haven't had a drink before, so I have to hurry up at this time!" The scent of the medicine on the tip of her nose was still lingering, Zhang got up and walked away, there was a soft noise next to her, and then there was no movement.

Jia She recalled vaguely that in Zhang's room, there was not a soft couch by the window, which was not as comfortable as the Babu bed, but it was fine for her to sleep alone.So, he is in Zhang's room?

The whole body was sore and weak, Jia Amnesty touched the side with both hands, and found a piece of soft bedding, the tip of the nose was filled with the smell of medicine, and a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus was sandwiched between them, it was Zhang who most often hung it on the bedside to dispel the smell of medicine The smell from the sachet...

He is in Zhang's house.

When Jia Amnesty thought of this, his vigilance immediately dissipated. How many suspicions he had before, were all cast aside at this moment.He relaxed his tense body and spread his limbs on the bed, feeling indescribably relaxed and happy.

In this world, Mrs. Zhang is the person he trusts the most. Others, even his biological mother Jia Mu, may plot against him, but only Mrs. Zhang, Jia Amnesty knows clearly that this woman will never harm him.

Then get a good night's sleep, you'll be sick to death.

Jia She was thinking this way, but his body seemed to be against him.The burning sensation that he had been suppressing at the beginning quickly swept back after he relaxed his vigilance. This time, it was more menacing than before, as if his bones were about to melt, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. From the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Jia Amnesty couldn't hold back, and cried out in a low voice.He probably knew that only Mrs. Zhang was here, so no matter what, Jia She indulged himself, showing his discomfort, and sure enough, he heard Mrs. Zhang yelling in surprise, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jia Amnesty cried out that he was thirsty: "I want to drink water."

Mrs. Zhang walked over angrily: "Drinking so much wine, can I not be thirsty? It's midnight, and you will order me here." Cursing so fiercely, the next moment, she still half-raised Jia She's head, Feed him water.

Jia Amnesty couldn't stop laughing, he was very happy in his heart.It was like this before, every time he got drunk and felt uncomfortable, Mrs. Zhang always complained like this, and then scolded him unhappily, but no matter how unhappy she was, she still took care of him very gently and carefully... This is His wife.Thinking of this, Jia She felt a burst of heat all over his body, and could no longer restrain his body's reaction. He drank up the water in a few gulps, grabbed Zhang Shi's wrist, and without knowing where the strength came from, he pulled Zhang Shi off. , turning over on top of her, pressed the person under her body, leaned close to her neck, smelled the familiar smell, and murmured: "Qing'er..."

Mrs. Zhang exclaimed: "Master..." Before she could say the word Qing'er, her heart was shocked. Qing'er was her nickname. Before she got married, her mother called her Qingqing the most. For Jia She, newlyweds and honeymoon Jia She asked her if she had a nickname, and she said, Jia She called her Qing'er in private, and when she was suffering from ear disease, every time she said "Qing'er", she always made her happy and shy ...

Since then, the affairs have been complicated, until Jia Hu and Jia Lian were born, so many things happened, she has not heard him call her that way for a long time... Before the joy faded away, Zhang suddenly felt something was wrong, and Jia She hugged her The strength of her hand was frighteningly strong, and it was scorchingly hot against her body, and he couldn't help but hate and annoy him, how could he think of such a thing now?Doesn't he know when to do something? !

"Master, are you crazy!" Really flustered, Mrs. Zhang couldn't care less about her manners, and shouted angrily, stretching out her hand to push Jia Amnesty away, "Be sober!"

But Jia Amnesty acted like crazy, shouting "Qing'er" while ripping off her clothes with his hands.

Mrs. Zhang sensed something was wrong, no matter how drunk she was, Jia Amnesty would not be so confused.She slapped Jia She's hand hard, struggling to avoid him, and shouted his name loudly, "Master, Jia She, Enhou, wake up, do you know what you are doing?!"

But Jia Amnesty has lost his sanity.In the beginning, I was suppressing the discomfort, but now I know that the person next to me is Mrs. Zhang, and it is impossible to harm his wife. After all my guarding is gone, the medicine rushes to my head. Don't say Mrs. Zhang is calling her at this moment, it is heaven. He also didn't feel the thunder coming down.

Zhang's body has not been in good health, his foundation is weak, how can he compare with a young and strong man in terms of strength?And he was a man who was drugged after drinking alcohol.Looking at Jia She's reddened eyes, Mrs. Zhang made a picture in her heart, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

At night, someone suddenly brought over the unconscious Jia She, saying that he was drunk. Jia She called to come over, but when she wiped Jia She's face and fed him water, he seemed very uncomfortable and whispered. I yelled a few words, but I didn't know what to say. Judging by the expression, I was obviously uncomfortable.Now that all the servants were gone, he suddenly started making trouble again. Judging by his expression, he didn't look like he was normally drunk.

This looks like being drugged...

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and Zhang suddenly realized that someone might have drugged Jia Amnesty.Not only does Jia Amnesty have to bear the reputation of being drunk and drunk during the filial piety, but it also wants him to lose his reputation.The deceased father had just gone to the funeral, and the son got drunk and went back to his room to force his wife who was seriously ill... If the slightest bit of news leaked out, Jia Amnesty would not want to raise his head in front of others... Yes, they The purpose is this, to catch Jia Amnesty's handle, and to talk about it, in the future, so as to keep threatening them...

Mrs. Zhang struggled violently: "Master, please be sober, you are confused now, and the child and I will not be able to turn over in the future. Master, the child's father, you have to think about us! Wake up! "

But the long-term and seriously ill body can't stop the crazy Jia She, Zhang closed his eyes, is it really doomed this time?

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and Jia She, who was still in a frenzy, suddenly froze, and then lay on Zhang's body without moving.Mrs. Zhang hadn't recovered from the fright when she heard Su's mother yell anxiously: "Grandma, are you alright?"

"Mother Su?!"

Mrs. Zhang still had lingering fears, and tried her best to push Jia She away. The one standing by the bed with a big gavel was not Mama Su. "This, this wooden stick?" Mrs. Zhang stroked her chest, breathed heavily, and asked in surprise.

Mother Su went up to check on Jia She, and found that he had just fainted and nothing serious happened. She was relieved, and hurriedly went to the cabinet to get a lot of coarse cloth strips that are usually used for binding cloth, and tied Jia She in circles. Strictly speaking, he replied to Mrs. Zhang: "Grandma tidy up first, and I'll explain to you later. My brother said that the master must be tied up tightly. He was drugged, and his seizures will be terrible!"

"Brother?!" Mrs. Zhang suddenly realized that it might be Jia Hu, and couldn't help screaming, "Brother Hu is here?"

Mother Su tied Jia She's hands, thought about it, bent down and tied her feet, and checked carefully again, making sure that there was nothing missing, then she got up and turned around to tidy Zhang's clothes, saying: "Grandma Hurry up and clean up, my brother just sent someone to notify me, saying that I will bring medicine to drink for the uncle in a while, so that you can relax first. First, you were frightened by the old man, right?"

Zhang's eyes turned red, thinking of Jia Amnesty's crazy appearance, he tidied up his clothes, and couldn't help sobbing.

Mother Su let out a long sigh, put her arms around Mrs. Zhang, and patted her on the back: "My poor grandma..."