Love the Red House

It's night, the moonlight is clear and bright, like a veil, lightly seeping through the window edge, spreading all over the floor, clear and quiet.

In Mingyayuan's study room, the lights were bright, and he took a lake brush in water, and silently wrote the poem "Wen Chrysanthemum" on the rice paper, stroke by stroke, with extreme seriousness and concentration, as if he had put all his energy into it.

After finishing writing, Shui Rong held the rice paper in his hands, stood tall in front of the window, and was lost in thought.

The corners of his lips were lightly raised, with a faint smile, his water-soluble slender fingers slowly slid across the poem, and recited it over and over again. It overflowed his heart, making it hard for him to hold on.

Just as he was dazzled, he didn't know what night it was, but a young girl's voice floated over, clear and clear like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley: "Brother is so engrossed, I don't know what treasure you are looking at?"

Before anyone arrived, the voice came to my ears first, but it was Shui Rong's younger sister, Princess Shui Mei.

This Shuimei has just turned 12 years old this year. Although she is young, she is beautiful and light-hearted. She is also proficient in writing and ink, knowledgeable and courteous, and is loved by the elders, especially the queen mother in the palace, who treats her like her own daughter .

With so many dotes on her, fortunately, the family in the Beijing Prince's Mansion is very good, Shuimei is not arrogant because of favors, but she is a little lively and active, and she often likes to play jokes.

Hearing the voice, Shui Rong woke up from the dream, gathered himself together, turned his head to look at Shui Mei who was approaching, with a slight smile on his lips, and asked without answering: "It's so late, how come my sister is still here?" Are you free to come over?"

Shui Mei's eyebrows are as bright as pearls, and she purses her lips and smiles: "Mei'er can't sleep for a while, so I just went out for a stroll, and saw that brother's study room is as bright as day, so I came over to have a look." Saying this, she walked to Shui Rong's side, He stretched out his hand straight to grab the object in Shui Rong's hand.

Shui Rong was caught off guard, the rice paper was snatched away by her, annoyed in his heart, he glared at her, frowned and said: "Your temper is getting more and more perverse, without any rules."

Shui Mei giggled, ignored his accusation, just unfolded the rice paper, read it intently, savored it carefully for a while, and couldn't help clapping her hands: "This poem is really well written, and it naturally has a sense of arrogance. , all revealed, no wonder my brother is so fascinated by it."

Looking up at Shui Rong, there was a faint frown line between his brows, and he said curiously: "I have read a lot of ancient poems, and I have never heard such fresh and refined poems. Thinking about it, this must be the masterpiece of some talented person today. I don't know how my brother got it?"

Shui Rong smiled slightly, and said: "Although you like to mess around on a daily basis, your ability to appreciate poetry is not bad, and you can see the beauty of this poem at a glance. However, this poem is not written by a talented person, but by a woman in a boudoir. It is Miss Lin, the granddaughter of Mrs. Jia, who is currently living in Jia's residence."

Shui Mei finally understood, and said approvingly: "It turns out that a woman who can produce such a good work must be someone like Xie Daoyun and Li Qingzhao."

Shui Rong nodded slightly, a few strands of confusion flashed in his eyes, his words were erratic and slight, as if he was dreaming: "It's natural. When I read this poem, I was very impressed. its right."

Seeing him in a trance, Shui Mei was stunned for a moment, blinked and said: "There are very few people who can fall into my brother's eyes, let alone a woman, well, looking at my brother's current appearance, it seems that I have already admired that Miss Lin." gone."

Putting his forehead on his hand, he gave a soft "huh", pursed his lips and said, "Although my brother lives in a rich and prosperous place, he is indifferent by nature and is never bound by power. 'The name shows that I admire Tao Yuanming, and now, Miss Lin's poem also has the meaning of looking down on the world and reclusive in the world of mortals. It seems that my brother and Miss Lin have the same thoughts, and they are rare confidants."

Shui Rong stood tall, smiled but didn't answer, Shui Mei's eyes slanted, and there were flowery smile lines on her dimples, and then said: "In this world, bosom friends are hard to find, especially confidante, I don't know how my brother will treat this Lin Girl? Well, my brother hasn't married a wife yet, the reason is that he wants to pick a woman who is like him, and now that he has met, I wonder if he should order someone to propose a marriage for a hundred years?"

Before she finished speaking, Shui Rong had already collected her expression, looked around, and saw no one around, and then she felt a little relieved, and said solemnly in her voice: "I know, you always like to joke, but, in this case, I can't say it again from now on, if other people hear about it, I don't care, but it will definitely hurt Miss Lin's reputation, how can I feel at ease then?"

How could Shui Mei be willing to listen? She still pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I don't care, but I only care about Miss Lin's reputation. My brother is really a gentleman. At the same time, this also proves that for this Miss Lin, my brother already has something in his heart." Different kind of affection, I wonder if I am right?"

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows, with annoyance in his eyes, and said in a solemn voice: "What you said is really nonsense. Miss Lin and I have never met before, so how could we develop feelings for each other? I just feel pity for her young age. Both of my parents passed away, and I admire her for maintaining a pure heart even though she is living under the fence, and admire her for her pure and blue heart, her poetic talent is peerless, that's all."

At that time, his expression was solemn, his words were firm, and he seemed to be serious about the matter.

Seeing this, Shui Mei couldn't help feeling awe-inspiring, she was silent for a while, and Fang said: "Forget it, I said something wrong, brother, don't be angry."

Sticking out his tongue, with a smile on his brows, he said immediately: "On weekdays, people often praised my brother as a 'young virtuous king'. I didn't quite believe it, but now I see that my brother is open-minded and compassionate, which is really rare. It really deserves the title."

After hearing this, Shui Rong still had a dignified expression on his face, and sighed: "Your words of praise really make me feel ashamed. Take Miss Lin as an example, her father is a rare honest official, but I let him For so many years, she has never spoken a single word of caring, thinking about it carefully, she is really ashamed of the title of 'young virtuous king', and even more sorry for Miss Lin's father."

Seeing the remorse on his face, Shui Mei was startled and surprised, thought for a long time, stopped joking, and persuaded: "Brother, why should you belittle yourself? All the people in the world have seen what my brother has done in the court. As for Miss Lin's matter, it's just because my brother is busy with court affairs and has no time to take care of it."

Looking up at Shui Rong, the smile on his lips was clear and shallow, and he said again: "Okay, brother, stop frowning. As long as my brother has the heart, are you afraid that he won't have a chance to help Miss Lin?"

Hearing this, Shui Rong relaxed a little, nodded and said: "Your words are reasonable, I am planning to find an opportunity to help Miss Lin to make up for the mistakes of these years."

Shuimei said "oh", with a curious look on her face, she asked with a smile, "I wonder if my brother has made up his mind?"

"I don't have any idea," Shui Rong said calmly, "However, I've already thought about it. It will be your birthday in a few days. When the time comes, you can post a post and invite all the ladies from the family to come over. Lin The girl is the honored guest, when the time comes, let's take another step to see."

Shui Mei appreciates the delicacy and beauty of "Questioning Chrysanthemum" very much, and also looks forward to meeting Daiyu. After hearing this, she has no objection in her heart, but she looks at Shui Rong with a smile, blinks her almond eyes, and pretends to be annoyed: "Brother actually thinks to act in my name, and he's really scheming. If others don't know, they will think that you love me as a younger sister, so they grandly celebrate my birthday. How do you know that there is another reason behind it."

Shui Rong was keenly aware of everything, and could see her thoughts at a glance, with a smile on his face, and his words were gentle: "Just now you praised Miss Lin so much, I know, in your heart, you must also really want to see her, and now I will help you achieve that." Wish, why do you deliberately get angry, and then say teasing words?"

Hearing these words, Shui Mei curled her lips, feeling depressed for a moment, but keenly found the loopholes in Shui Rong's words, raised her eyebrows and said: "Brother said, in my heart, I must also want to see her very much. I really want to see her." I have such thoughts, but I don’t know why my brother used the word ‘also’? Uh, besides me, who else wants to see Miss Lin?”

At that time, her eyes were sharp and pointed, and there was a look of embarrassment in her water-soluble eyes. After a long silence, Fang coughed lightly, and her voice was a little lower: "Okay, I have something to say, just be clear in my heart." , why bother to ask?”

Seeing that Shui Rong finally showed embarrassment, Shui Mei clapped her hands and laughed loudly: "Brother has always been calm and unhurried, but today is the day. It can be seen that although Brother wants to be a gentleman, in the bottom of his heart, there is still something different about Miss Lin." such a mood."

Hearing this, Shui Rong felt more and more embarrassed. After a while, he raised his sword eyebrows and recovered, looked at Shui Mei, and said in a deep voice: "Just now I told you not to make fun of me and Miss Lin, don't you remember?" Yet?"

The smile on Shuimei's lips was slightly restrained, and she said dissatisfiedly: "Don't I understand what brother said these words? But, brother can't say no to me, so he has to act like a brother and teach me a few words, I hope Just trying to cover up the past."

Humming lightly, there was a trace of laziness in her voice: "Forget it, it's getting late, Mei'er doesn't want to argue with her brother, she's going back to rest, as for what her brother has in mind, when Miss Lin comes, she will naturally find out It's clear, at that time, brother can't argue anymore." After saying that, he handed the rice paper in his hand to Shui Rong, smiled meaningfully, and turned around to leave.

But after a short while, the sound of footsteps has gone away, gradually becoming inaudible, and the study room has returned to its previous silence.

The moon is still bright, under the green screen window, Shui Rong stands with his hands behind his back, he can hear the soft autumn wind passing through the chrysanthemum bushes and bamboo forest outside the window, and the rustling sound is heard, and his heart is full of thoughts.

After the twists and turns, he understood his temperament and experienced today's events. He has already seen that Baoyu today is still innocent and innocent, ignorant of world affairs, and there is not much difference from when he first met.

How could such a young man be able to protect that girl with a clear personality and brilliant literary talent comprehensively?

It's just that I no longer have a good opinion of Baoyu, which doesn't mean that Miss Lin doesn't take it seriously either.

After all, the two of them came here as childhood sweethearts. How can the love for so many years be compared to others?

But just now, in front of Baoyu, he swore that he would mediate the matter of Miss Lin. This sentence was only due to pity for that woman, but it had nothing to do with Baoyu.

All the decisions are in the girl's own hands, and what he wants to do is to take good care of her, so that the dream in her heart will never come to nothing, so that she will not suffer the slightest bit of pain.

that is it.