Love the Red House

Wen Yan Zhongshun Wang Shu let out a breath, seemed to relax, the smile on his lips deepened, when he was about to ask again, he was cut off by Shui Rong: "Prince Zhong has been here for such a long time, and I haven't served tea yet. Faux pas."

Having said that, he stood up, poured a cup of tea himself, put it in front of King Zhongshun, and said calmly: "Although the new tea has not been delivered yet, this one is the Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain, and it can still be imported. Please Prince Zhong use some of it."

Seeing him obstructing him, King Zhongshun felt displeased, but he had no choice but to stretch out his hand to pick up the tea, took a sip, and said perfunctorily, "It really is good tea, thank you, Prince Bei."

Putting down the teacup, he turned his eyes to look at Baoyu, still smiling and said, "I never knew that there was such an outstanding lady in Jia's mansion. Where does this girl surnamed Lin come from? What is her family background?"

When Baoyu heard this, his expression was still terrified, and when he was about to answer frankly, Shui Rong laughed and took the lead, "You don't need to ask him, Prince Zhong. I know a thing or two about this woman's situation. Why don't I answer it for you?" ” As he said, he glanced at Baoyu and winked secretly.

Seeing this, Baoyu lowered his head, stopped speaking, Shui Rong became quiet for a while, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke slowly: "If you say that this woman is from Suzhou, she is the daughter of Lin Ruhai, the former inspector of salt in Yangzhou. Speaking of which, this woman comes from a rich family, and her status can be considered extremely prominent, but now, in their entire Lin family, except for her, there is no one alive in this world, and I don't know why."

He said these words calmly, however, every word seemed calm, but there was deep meaning implied in it.

Kings, grandchildren, and wealthy families choose their wives and concubines. In addition to their appearance and talent, they also pay attention to their birth and fortune.

For a woman whose parents are both dead and has no brothers or sisters to support, no matter what, there will be some taboos, thinking that if she is married into the family, it must be a bad thing.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, the gloomy light in King Zhongshun's eyes gradually faded, and his words were low, like the mist in the autumn morning: "In this way, Miss Lin must be a little ominous."

Seeing that Shui Rong was talking in a few words, he changed the subject, and then turned from praise to Daiyu, Baoyu couldn't help being startled, and when he was about to speak up to explain, Shui Rong had already looked over with cold eyes, and his expression was a little colder than ever before meaning.

Comparing before and after, the attitude is quite different. Baoyu couldn't help but feel timid, lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, and dared not say anything.

Shui Rong breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at King Zhongshun, and said with a smile, "I just listened to this poem from a distance, because I knew it was written by a woman. It’s full of praise, but actually, when I think about it now, it’s nothing more than mediocre, and it doesn’t make much sense.”

Walking to the side of King Zhongshun, he pointed to the verse on the fan, and said slowly: "Lord Zhong, please look at this sentence, 'The lonely sign is proud of the world, and whoever hides with you, the same flower blooms as the bottom', the poem is the voice of the heart, this woman takes The chrysanthemums describe themselves, saying that they are pure and bright, and they are unwilling to conform to popular customs, but they don't know who they will hide together with."

Jian Mei raised his eyebrows, with a slight smile, and then said: "The poems are certainly novel, but if they are too lofty, they are arrogant. According to this king, such a woman must think highly of herself, love herself like a jewel, and treat herself like a jewel." Others are like worthless, extremely difficult to get along with."

His long talk made King Zhongshun dizzy, and after a long silence, he squinted his eyes and said, "Every time Prince Bei speaks, he must be justified and well-founded. This king also feels that this woman's temperament It's really a little too proud."

Hearing that he flinched in his words, Shui Rong was secretly happy in his heart, but his face remained calm, he just smiled lightly, and then said: "This Miss Lin is indeed talented, but, as the saying goes, a woman without talent It is Virtue, a woman who only knows how to put her heart into poetry, really has nothing to care about."

Speaking of this, he raised his head and looked sideways at King Zhongshun, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "This is my king's opinion, I don't know what Prince Zhong wants?"

King Zhongshun heard the words, frowned and thought for a while, then nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "The words of Prince Bei are certainly reasonable." After speaking, he put down the folding fan in his hand.

At this point, King Zhongshun finally stopped looking at Baoyu, and did not continue to inquire about Daiyu's situation. He only looked at Shui Rong, said a few gossips, and then said: "Today, I went to Ming Yayuan and saw so many famous flowers. My king is very happy. , but it’s too late, and it’s time to return home.”

After saying that, he stood up, cupped his hands towards Shui Rong, and said with a half-smile, "I'm bothering you today, but if I get some famous flowers and plants in the future, I will definitely invite the Northern Prince's residence to have a gathering."

Hearing his farewell, he said a few polite words, then sent him off according to the courtesy, and waited for him to leave Mingya Garden before turning around and coming back.

As soon as he entered the gazebo, Baoyu greeted him with a puzzled face, saluted, and Fang asked impatiently: "When Baoyu was chatting with the prince before, the prince of the north was still full of praise for cousin Lin. What did the prince say just now?" , but demoted Lin Cousin to the dust, I don't know what the prince means by this move?"

After hearing these words, seeing Baoyu's still ignorant and childish face, Shui Rong couldn't help feeling annoyed, frowned and said: "Why, you still can't see what this king means? Don't you know, Will your words just now bring disaster to Miss Lin?"

Baoyu couldn't help but stared at Shui Rong in a daze, and said in doubt: "Why did the prince say that? Baoyu didn't do anything, just said a few words to Prince Zhongshun."

Shui Rong flicked his cloud sleeves lightly, let out a sigh of relief, and said with uncontainable anger in his voice, "It's just a few words? I really don't know whether you are innocent or naive. Just now, you uttered this poem When Miss Lin did it, Prince Zhong was very happy and asked you about Miss Lin again and again, don’t you think he just asked and didn’t have other ideas?”

Hearing this, Baoyu was startled, and after thinking for a long time, he finally understood, and said with trembling lips: "Baoyu understands the meaning of the prince, but this loyal prince already has a concubine, how..." Speaking of which , Sweat poured down his face, his voice gradually became softer, and he couldn't hear it anymore.

Shui Rong sneered, and said: "You say such a thing, it proves that you don't understand Prince Zhong at all. So what if you have a concubine? He is a prince, and his status is extremely prominent. As long as you fall into his eyes, who do you think can be the one?" Have you escaped? What's more, Miss Lin is an orphan and has no one to rely on, so it's easy."

Hearing this, Baoyu's face turned pale, and there was no trace of blood. He lowered his head and had nothing to say.

Shui Rong no longer looked at him, but slowly raised his head, looking at the autumn sky, it was extremely clear, blue and clear like a pool of jasper.

The scenery is so intoxicating, but the water-melting heart is full of deep sighs, and the voice is as clear as water, floating in the autumn wind: "Although this king has no chance to have a meeting with Miss Lin, this king already understands that she must be a rare girl in the world. There are some strange women, for her, the admiration in my heart is beyond words."

"Miss Lin is a person with the utmost affection and nature, and Miss Lin's poems are as elegant as they are. Do you think this king will feel good if you want me to speak against my will and belittle Miss Lin?"

"You must not know that just now, what this king said in front of King Zhongshun was the most difficult thing this king has done in so many years. It almost exhausted all my concentration and mental strength."

"Even though it's so hard to say, this king still violated his will, just because this king knows very well that if he doesn't do this, Miss Lin's future will be in jeopardy."

"I don't have any other ideas, I just hope that I can do my part, the forest guard girl is thoughtful, that's all."

He said these words in a low and heavy voice, and every word contained deep apology for the woman he had never met before, as well as unconcealable pity.

Baoyu couldn't help feeling ashamed, and bowed to Shui Rong, and said in a low voice: "My lord is so well-intentioned, but Baoyu is ignorant and doesn't understand at all. I am really ashamed of my lord."

Shui Rong lightly raised his lips, with a misty smile as if the wind was passing through the clouds: "You don't understand what I mean, it's no big deal, but there are some problems with your actions today, and I won't complain, otherwise, you will still be in trouble in the future." Don't know what's going to happen."

Looking back, her clear eyes fell on Baoyu, and her words were no longer as gentle as before, but a little more plain: "Miss Lin is a boudoir girl, and her works should not be shown to others lightly. It was a big mistake to write her poems on the fan. That's all, and later Prince Zhong asked, why do you have to tell the truth? Don't you say a few words casually to cover up the past? "

Baoyu's face was flushed, and he said: "Lord Zhong is very majestic. How dare Baoyu lie in front of him? What's more, he praised his cousin Lin so much, Baoyu thought he was just admiring her." Cousin Lin's talent, I didn't expect that he would have other thoughts."

Seeing Baoyu's timid expression, Shui Rong became more and more displeased, and sighed, "When the Japanese king first saw you, he thought you were pure in heart, and you should be an extremely rare person among the children of the aristocratic family. Now it seems that it has been many years. , your temperament is actually the same as before, you know nothing about the world, and you don't have the slightest defense against others."

Jianmei raised his eyebrows, glanced at him lightly, and then said: "Forget it, this king said these words, not to admonish you, but to remind you that a beautiful woman is like a flower, but the world is full of wind and rain, and you must do your best to protect it." comprehensive."

"A woman's reputation is more important than her life. In particular, Miss Lin is so noble, so you should be more careful. From now on, you can no longer talk about your love for Miss Lin, otherwise, Miss Lin's reputation will be damaged. Damaged, no matter what you do, it will never be repaired."

"As for Miss Lin's poems, don't mention them in front of everyone. You should know that women like Miss Lin are rare in the world, but people with power over you can be found everywhere. It will put Miss Lin in danger, when the time comes, how can you protect her? Thinking about it, all you can do is sigh with regret, it's too late."

Before he finished listening, Baoyu's forehead was already dripping with sweat, and he couldn't help wiping it with his sleeves. After a long time, he stabilized his voice, and bowed in response: "Wang Ye Huiyan pointed out, Baoyu has kept it in mind since then, and dare not forget it. "

Only then did Shui Rong slightly relax his brows, nodded, and said in a calm voice, "It's so good."

Saying so, he picked up the folding fan, looked at "Ask the Chrysanthemum" carefully, lost his mind for a long time, finally closed his eyes slightly, pushed the folding fan in front of Baoyu, and said in a deep voice: "You must put away this fan carefully." , don’t let others see it.”

Baoyu hastily agreed, stretched out his hand to take the fan, and put it in his sleeve, looking cautious.

Shui Rong pondered for a while, reached out and knocked on the table, his tone was low but solemn: "This king promised before that he would mediate in the affairs of Miss Lin's life. This king never regrets what he said. Go back and wait for this king to think about it. Let's see what we can do."

Hearing this, Baoyu didn't dare to delay any longer, stood up quickly, said a few words of gratitude, then said goodbye, turned around and left.