Love the Red House

The car and sedan walked slowly, and in a short while they arrived at the gate of the palace. Because Baoyu often came here on weekdays, he was quite familiar with it. A servant from the palace had long since come out to greet him and lead Baoyu to the back garden.

The back garden of Prince Beijing’s Mansion is named Mingya Garden. Because King Shuirong of Beijing visited Jiangnan when he was young, he admired the gardens in the south of the Yangtze River. Therefore, the buildings in Mingya Garden are all built in the style of Jiangnan. The pavilions are exquisite and exquisite, with water and stones matching each other, well-arranged, lacking the magnificence, luxury and splendor often seen by princes and grandsons, but more natural charm.

Entering the garden, looking up, you can see the four seasons of flowers and trees, luxuriant and luxuriant, lingering in the middle of the water, and the winding circles are beautiful, dotted with poetic and picturesque scenery everywhere, which is quite beautiful and elegant in the south of the Yangtze River.

Every time Baoyu comes here, he is always amazed. He often laments that this section is fresh and refined, even if it is a magnificent Grand View Garden, it is not as good.

Walking slowly through the corridors and pavilions, a simple and elegant fragrance of chrysanthemum floated into the tip of the nose in the distance, refreshing the heart, and Baoyu couldn't help but praised: "This fragrance is so elegant."

The servant raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Yesterday, I got some famous chrysanthemums in the palace. It is said that they are very rare. The emperor thought of my prince's favorite flowers and trees, and specially rewarded some. The prince said that good flowers don't bloom often. When it was rewarded by people, I specially posted a post, and invited many princes and grandsons, literati and inkmen, and Second Master Bao went to have a look, maybe I could see many old friends."

Hearing this, Baoyu nodded with a smile, and said with emotion: "Good flowers don't bloom often, and when they bloom, everyone appreciates them. From this sentence, you can see the mind and demeanor of the prince, which is really admirable."

When they were talking, the two had already arrived at Mingya Garden, and the servant Yin said: "My lord is in the gazebo in the garden, I still have things to do, Second Master Bao, please go easy."

Baoyu thanked him quickly, bowed his hands and gave a little salute, and then walked straight in. He saw chrysanthemums in full bloom everywhere in the pavilions, corridors, and pavilions in the garden. The brocade is fragrant, and there are many young talents in green shirts and white clothes hanging around in it, in twos and threes, holding folding fans, demeanor calmly, and their clothes fluttering with the wind, adding a different charm to the picturesque scenery.

Baoyu divides the flowers and blows the willows, strolls slowly, stops from time to time, admires the chrysanthemums, or chats with old acquaintances, after walking for a while, he sees a four-cornered pavilion not far away, built by the water, simple and elegant .

As he got closer, Baoyu raised his head slightly, and saw a small plaque hanging on the pavilion, inscribed with the three seal characters of "Tao Ranju".

Just as he was looking at him, a voice came along with the wind: "Brother Jia is here, come in quickly." His voice was as clear as water, with a faint hint of joy, it was the King of Beijing, Shui Rong.

Baoyu quickly agreed, and at a glance, he saw that the pavilion was very spacious. The tables, chairs and other utensils were all made of emerald green bamboo. , delicate and charming, with a faint fragrance, you can tell at a glance that it is an extremely rare variety.

On the right side of the pavilion, there is a man in purple clothes standing tall and tall, looking over with a smile.

He looks like a dragon and a phoenix, with a natural temperament. He just stands quietly, with his skirts fluttering like a lift, which makes people feel like seeing the stars shining in the sky, and the bright moon rising out of the Tianshan Mountains. Flowing out from time to time, reflecting the clear water and clear waves, it makes him look like a banished fairy.

Although he had a long history with the King of Beijing, at this moment, Baoyu still felt ashamed of his appearance, so he settled down, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "Grassman Jia Baoyu, see the prince."

Shui Rong raised his hand to help, and said politely: "Brother Jia Shi, you don't need to be too polite, the king has already ordered someone to prepare fragrant tea and cakes, and please come into the pavilion to talk."

Jia Baoyu hurriedly thanked him, and went into the pavilion, and together with Shui Rong, admired the chrysanthemums and commented on them, then sat down on the bamboo chair and exchanged greetings.

Shui Rong poured a cup of tea from the cup himself, handed it to Baoyu, and asked warmly, "Brother Jia Shi, are you all right?"

Baoyu was overwhelmed by the flattery, took the tea with both hands quickly, and replied with a smile: "Please trouble the prince to think about it, the grass people are very good."

Shui Rong raised his lips slightly, smiled like a spring breeze, waved his hands and said: "There are no outsiders here, you don't have to say those polite words, just be casual."

When he was speaking, he glanced at Baoyu, and saw that there was a faint sadness between his brows, so he couldn't help being surprised, and said with concern: "Baoyu's brows are worried, but what's on your mind?"

Hearing Shui Rong's condescension, Baoyu was grateful in his heart, and also admired Shui Rong's demeanor very much. In front of Shui Rong, he almost talked about everything, so he said frankly: "Speaking of it, it's not a big deal. Cousin Lin suddenly changed her temperament, and for no reason... I have a lot of troubles with the grassroots, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Hearing the words, Shui Rong was startled, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and with a curious tone, he asked, "Cousin Lin? I wonder who Baoyu is talking about?"

Baoyu smiled slightly, and quickly replied: "My lord, this cousin Lin is the granddaughter of the grandson of our mansion, Lin Shi. Because of the death of her uncle and aunt, she lives in my mansion."

Shui Rong pondered for a while, then asked: "I heard that the only daughter of the old matriarch in your family married Lin Ruhai, the former imperial censor Lin Ruhai. I don't know if this Lin is the daughter of Lin Ruhai?"

Baoyu nodded and said respectfully, "Exactly."

"So that's how it is," after hearing his answer, Shui Rong was silent for a moment, a little melancholy appeared between his elegant and jade-like brows, and he sighed, "The five generations of the Lin family were nobles, and their families were noble. , was selected by Tanhua, and was hand-picked as the inspector of Yanyan. After taking office, he has done a lot, and he is impartial, upright and upright. Endless."

Hearing this, Baoyu knew that the "cousin" he was talking about was Li Zhen, the current emperor, and she couldn't help but feel fear in her heart. Seeing Shui Rong sighed, she slowly lowered her head and remained silent.

Shui Rong was still pondering, he knew the situation of the aristocratic families in the capital like the palm of his hand, he knew that although the Jia family was a hereditary family, most of the people in the mansion were greedy for wealth and honor, and their temperament was extremely indifferent.

Yin thought: This girl Lin is a descendant of a famous family, she should live in a beautiful place and enjoy wealth and honor, but unexpectedly both of her parents died, so she had to go to Beijing alone to live with her grandmother.

It should be extremely hard to leave one's hometown and live in another person's shelter, isn't it?

Thinking of this, in the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help feeling pity for that girl who had never met before. Facing the warmth and coldness of the big family, how could that weak and slender girl be able to bear it?Who can she tell the pain and sadness in her heart?

He is well aware of Lin Ruhai's talent and innocence, and he himself is a young and wise king, and his deeds have been praised by the world. However, after so many years, he has never cared about that girl. How can I be worthy of Lin Ruhai who is under the Nine Springs?

Thinking this way in his heart, Shui Rong raised his eyebrows and couldn't help feeling very uncomfortable, murmured: "Mr. Lin and I have never met, but we finally have the friendship of colleagues. Master Lin was loyal to the country and died young in his prime. His only daughter is living under someone else's fence, and she doesn't care about her, it's really a waste of a human being."

Shui Rong's words were low-pitched, filled with deep guilt and annoyance, but they were as light as dust, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Baoyu was confused, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I don't know what the prince is talking about?"

"It's nothing." Shui Rong came back to his senses, staring at Baoyu, with a gentle voice, "Well, I want to ask, Miss Lin has lived in your residence for a few years, right? I wonder how she is doing now?"

Baoyu hurriedly bowed her body and replied, "My lord Lao asked me. It turned out that after my aunt passed away, I took this cousin here and lived there until now. The prince of our house pities her young and helpless, and has always been very sorry for her." , daily necessities, food and clothing, are taken care of in every possible way, even the other sisters in the mansion are a little behind."

After hearing these words, Shui Rong was a little relieved, the wrinkles on his face gradually faded, he nodded and said: "It's very good."

Baoyu, on the other hand, looked dejected, the gloom between her brows deepened, she sighed, and said sadly: "The cousin of the Lin family came to Beijing since she was a child, and she and I are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, and have a very good relationship, but recently people have become much colder, and they don't even talk I would like to say one more word to me, but I don’t know why.”

After hearing these words, the water melted away for a moment, and he looked at Baoyu fixedly, and when he spoke again, there was doubt in his voice: "I always knew that Baoyu, you are in Jia's mansion, and you are very popular with the old lady." Huanxin, the girls and maids below regard you as precious as jade, and live a life like a moon surrounded by stars. Why is Miss Lin going straight to have sex with you? Isn't she worried about being treated coldly? "

He said these words slowly, as calmly as before, without the slightest disturbance, but in the bottom of his brows and heart, he was full of concern and concern for the girl.

Baoyu shook his head, with a faint smile on his face, and said softly: "My lord doesn't know, but my cousin's temperament is the most weird. She acts according to her temperament, never caring what other people's attitudes are, let alone She will not be low-key and petty, deliberately trying to please others. If she is upset in her heart and wants to cry, no one can persuade her. Turn your face, how can you take care of others?"

After hearing these words, Shui Rong was startled suddenly, feeling a little bit of emotion in his heart, it was difficult to calm down.

Because I thought: Every move and every action is according to her own temperament, who knows how arrogant and extraordinary, with the most affection and nature?

What's more, this woman is still in the depths of the Houmen, living under the fence, and has to live according to the face of others.

The situation is so pure, and it can still be so pure. Come to think of it, it is not an exaggeration to use the lotus flower that "comes out of the mud but not stained, and washes the water without being demonic" to describe this girl, right?

Since I am a nobleman, I have seen more than a few hundred ladies from aristocratic families, but they are all scheming and pretending to be dignified. Have you ever seen anyone with a temperament as elegant and proud as that Lin girl?

Come to think of it, such a special woman must be rare in the world, right?

At this moment, Baoyu's words entered Shui Rong's ears and swayed into Shui Rong's heart. For a moment, this high-ranking, talented and virtuous young king had deep thoughts and emotions in his heart, but he had nothing to say.