The Legend of the Long Room in the Red Mansion

Jia She reluctantly grabbed the elder son's sleeve and was still crying: "Although the big fat grandson is good, I feel sorry for him too. Why don't Lian'er and his wife send the big fat grandson to the camp in northern Xinjiang."

Jia Lian jumped up and objected: "Father, I didn't shirk it. How far is it to go to northern Xinjiang? Are you afraid that your big fat grandson won't be able to handle it?" And if something happens on the way, how can she choose?Could it be that he threw away his daughter to protect someone else's son?She, Wang Xifeng, is not that noble, but Ning Shan's son, how dare she throw it away?If she really threw her into the Beijiang camp, why not hang her on the flagpole?

Mrs. Xing leaned against Wang Shanbao's family with weak legs, and muttered in her mouth: "I can give it to anyone, you can discuss it slowly, can't I let Mrs. Ben go first?"

Yingchun stopped and said, "Ma'am, don't talk nonsense, the important thing is not us."

Daiyu looked eagerly at the baby in Jia She's arms, and murmured: "Uncle doesn't want to leave, so the child has to be given to us?" She also had such a red baby in her childhood memory, but it was a pity that it didn't take long. It disappeared, and then her mother also closed her eyes.So this girl has a deep obsession with swaddling clothes, and she can't take her eyes off when she sees them.

With panic all over her face, Xichun thought of her family members whom she hadn't remembered for so many years: "My father...and my brother and sister-in-law...my eldest nephew..." She also saw that this was a family plan. The rhythm of the retreat, but in any case, those who stay will suffer.Although she didn't have a deep relationship with Jia Zhen and Youshi, and she even forgot about Jia Jing, but these people would automatically jump into her mind at the moment of life and death, and she couldn't drive them away.

Jia Rong Jia Qiang, who couldn't bear the babble, was ushered in from the front door. She was about to report with the glory of completing the task, but when she saw the ground full of horses and horses, she was dumbfounded: "Uncle Ning, where are you going?"

Ning Shan was being pestered by Jia Amnesty, she didn't see Jia Rong and Jia Qiang for a while, but Jia Lian saw it, jumped over and shouted, "Why are you two still back? How is Wang Ziteng?"

Wang Xifeng leaned against the wall of the carriage, and asked Ping'er in a low voice: "Are they talking about Wang Ziteng? What's the matter with my uncle?" Could it be that they were asked to join Wang Ziteng?It's a good idea, at least there is an official residence in the nine provinces, which is much better than living in a military camp.Poor lady doesn't know that the backer she used to show off her power in front of Jia Lian has fallen.

Jia Rong was so frightened that she stuttered and told the story upside down. Ning Shan was not in the mood to listen carefully, so she just told them: "Since you are back, go home, pick up your father and wife, and go to your grandfather's place." Stay for a few days." The relationship between Dong Mansion and him is also very close. It is inevitable that the two emperors will find someone to vent their anger. It is better to hide for a while. Jia Jing's place is a good choice. The monk is a foreigner, so he will not even go to the official mansion. disturb.Moreover, the Qingxu Temple is not far from his barracks, so it is safe to enter and return to Beijing, and it is not in vain for Jia Zhen and his son to follow him.

Jia Qiang pulled Jia Rong up and ran away without even asking the reason. Of course, she didn't bother to ask Xichun, but Xichun wasn't angry at all. Jia Qiang wasn't her own nephew at first. I didn't think of Jia Qiang either.

Daiyu, on the other hand, was still delicate at this time, fearing that Xichun would be sad, she prepared a lot of words to comfort her, but was interrupted by Mrs. Xing before she could speak.The lady trembled more and more violently as time went by, she was pitiful like a dog's tail flower in the cold wind, and she said to Yingchun with a crying voice: "Good girl, I can't bear it anymore, you go ask us Let's go first, okay?"

Jia She glared at Mrs. Xing angrily, and shouted, "My eldest grandson hasn't left yet, and no one is allowed to move, hey, hey... Take it easy..."

Ning Shan shook off Jia She's hand, grabbed Jia She with her backhand, and pushed Jia She into the carriage, then turned around and pushed her son in.Ning Shan fell on the curtain of the car and shouted to Jia Cong: "Go quickly." Jia Cong flicked his wrist, whipped a whip on the car board, and shouted without thinking: "Drive, drive, drive..."

Granny Ping grabbed the whip calmly, nodded at Ning Shan, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, the old man and the young master have old people to take care of them, so nothing will happen to them." Song Ping, who is in charge of her family, drove another broken carriage An old long-term worker pretending to be a landowner drove past. The broken car didn't even have a shed. The car was piled with wood and turf, and there were swords hidden under it. Such a rustic soldier was dug out from the inside, and the dust covered his body to cover up the evil spirit, so he should go one step ahead.

Finally, Jia Amnesty, the most difficult to deal with, was sent away. Jia Lian had already jumped on the shaft of the chariot and waited for departure.But there was a disagreement among the female relatives. Needless to say, Mrs. Xing wanted to run faster than anyone else. It didn't matter to Xichun. She was quite similar to Baoqin in every sense. .But Yingchun and Daiyu understood what it meant to send Princess Yinghua's child away in spite of the emperor's will. The more they understood, the more worried they became, especially Yingchun. They're all gone, what kind of mess is this house in? Who will take care of her food and clothing? Who will take care of her confinement?"

Daiyu said: "It's better for me to stay. I'm alone anyway, and my father died in office, and his name will be cleared all his life. The royal family has to think about it before making a move."

Yingchun said decisively: "You think too much, only Daoming Lord abides by this, do you think those two are similar? You go, I will stay, I am the real sister."

Mrs. Xing was so frightened that her liver trembled, she was afraid that she would not be able to leave, and the other was that she would leave by herself, either way, it would scare her to death.Originally, I thought that there were Yingchun and Daiyu by my side, one calm and the other intelligent, and I felt a little more psychologically dependent, but as a result, the two girls were more righteous than the other, and it sounded like they were planning to abandon her old man, Madam Xing almost cried .Just taking an ignorant Xichun away from home may not be any better than living in a duke's mansion surrounded by copper walls and iron walls.

One in each hand, Ning Shan pushed the two girls into the car: "I don't need you here, let's go, leave the city, enter the camp, and I have to rely on you to take care of my son." He really didn't dare to entrust his son completely For Jia's amnesty, it's not a question of how long his son can live, just because of the stupid father's insensitivity.

Seeing that she was finally able to go on the road, Mrs. Xing was so excited that she jumped into the sedan chair and shouted: "I will watch over the child for the master, you can't make mistakes, you can't make mistakes."

With a helpless face, Yingchun pulled Xichun to sit down, Daiyu put down the car curtain, and sighed, "Our task is not light." A Jia She and a Mrs. Xing are no better than a baby to take care of, and the three of them may not be sisters. Get busy.Think about it, if you really stay in the mansion, what you have to face is nothing more than the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor, and there is one less.The two sisters looked at each other with wry smiles, Xichun was ignorant, and as soon as the car left the house, she opened the curtain and looked out, very carefree.

Mrs. Xing is Mrs. Hou's imperial order. She is super-grade. Since she is going out to offer incense, she must sit in a sedan chair with eight people.But Mrs. Xing refused to sit by herself, she must be accompanied by someone, so Yingchun asked Mother Yue to accompany her, and Wang Shanbao's family also accompanied her, but they squeezed into the car behind with the maids.The three Yingchun sisters took a green-covered and pearl-tasseled eight-treasure chariot together, and the personal maids followed by two emerald green-glazed chariots, following closely.The driver of the car was a servant of the Ning family, not as good as a soldier, and he was also anxious, fearing that he would be left behind, so he kept accelerating, almost hitting the car in front of him several times, and was scolded several times before It's not as close as it was posted.

At this time, it was still a long time before Jia Amnesty went out of the city, and Mrs. Xing's group of female relatives mainly acted as a cover, because according to the news from Jia Lian, the palace should have almost heard the news of Princess Yinghua's birth, but Zheng Laoyu The doctor is still at the residence and has not left, so the palace cannot know the details.After all, it cannot be said that you will give birth immediately after you have invited an imperial physician. Many noble ladies are intolerant of pain, and there are many clamoring for an imperial physician two or three days before giving birth.Therefore, Mrs. Xing took the girls out of the city to offer incense, and declared that she was going to protect the princess for a safe delivery.

As soon as the colorful cars and sedan chairs leave, Jia Lian can't wait to drag Wang'er and ask him to go to the Ministry of Households to ask for leave.Wang'er was so scared by the atmosphere at home that she felt guilty and weak. At this time, she hugged Jia Lian's thigh and cried, "Second Lord, don't abandon this servant anyway. You need someone to run errands when you go out, don't you?" Without any sincerity, she comforted her and said, "Catch up after you leave your leave. I can't walk quickly with your second grandma, but you can definitely follow up." Before she finished speaking, Sister Feng shouted anxiously in the car: " Are you going to come up? Are you going to come up?"

Jia Lian kicked Wang'er and jumped into the car. Before he could sit still, he yelled: "Go, go." The driver and the accompanying people were all Ning Shan's soldiers, and they didn't listen to Jia Lian at all, until they saw Ning Shan nodding. He saluted solemnly, whipped his whip and drove away.All the attendants follow on horseback, with long knives at their waists, guarding the left and right.Jia Lian opened the corner of the curtain and peeked in, and immediately felt safer.

Amid long and short sighs, Jia Amnesty's carriage arrived at the gate of the city, and Song Ping had already led his soldiers out first.The butler's psychological quality is excellent, and he is both decent and fluent in dealing with it. Under his care, Zhu'er, who is full of murderous people, was let go without opening his mouth.Song Ping gave his wife a wink, and slowly drove the car to the corner to wait for the meeting.

Granny Ping also performed well, the key is that she performed in her true colors without any effort.Jia Amnesty didn't dare to show his face, he hid in the shadows and tried his best to pretend to be insignificant, he just pushed the nanny out and shook her.Although the soldier guarding the city gate felt that Jia She's appearance was not like a countryman, Grandma Ping and Nanny made up for it very well.Xiaobing himself was confused for a while before he found the reason—this is probably an old landlord who has studied for several years, and he has a poetic and literary spirit in his belly. It is understandable that he has a better temperament.

The problem was with Jia Xiaocong. Three years ago, this child was dark and thin, with runny nose and tears, and hated cats and dogs. He would definitely not be suspected, but Jia Xiaocong, who has grown up under Ning Shan's care, is really No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a little servant. Even if you are wearing tattered clothes, you can't hide the aura of being spoiled and spoiled by a rich family.The most important thing is that he is too thin and tender. When the nanny dressed him, she remembered to smear his hands and face, but forgot to decorate his neck. During the jolt of the carriage, the collar was staggered, revealing a white neck , the team leader of the city patrol snarled: "Stop."

Jia Xiaocong panicked and nearly fell off the shackles. Fortunately, the years of martial arts training were not in vain, so he raised his waist and straightened his body, and finally stood firm.But in this way, there is a new problem, how can a small long-term worker of an old landlord's house know how to fight?It doesn't matter if Ning Shan invited Jia Cong to teach him some kind of martial arts master, but the people he found were his own soldiers, all of whom were trained in the army, and they were similar in the world.The soldiers patrolling the city were also soldiers, and when they saw Jia Cong's movements, they felt something was wrong.

The captain surrounded him suspiciously and asked Jia Cong, "Are you really the long-term worker of this family?" Although Jia Cong was young, he had a strong body. He inherited Jia Amnesty's height and looked older than his actual age. A few years old, put in the countryside, can indeed work.But for a small long-term worker, his great strength can be interpreted as doing more farm work, and his legs and feet can be said to be diligent in running errands, but there is no way to explain the unconsciousness of the army in his actions.

Jia Xiaocong was sweating profusely, and Granny Ping had already grasped her horsewhip calmly. She also followed Mrs. Lao Hou in the army, and the surprise attack was violent, and it would not be a problem to knock down one or two recruits.Moreover, this place is only a shot away from the city gate, as long as they go out, Ning Shan's team can meet them, and they are not afraid of leaving.

At the critical moment, Jia She came up with a fortune and shouted: "Master, I am rich. Do you know if I have money? It means that I am rich. If I get rich, I will become a master. Master, I just want to buy a few high-value slaves to enjoy." Hehe, so what if I become a first-rank official, when my family is ruined and everyone dies, my master, I will sleep in his bed, and the people who order him will even buy his daughter to go home and wash his underwear." The neurotic old landlord is vividly portrayed, vividly playing the role of a low-level low-level person who is bullied by high-ranking officials and has a distorted and vulgar mentality.

What's even more gratifying is that the team leader was also annoyed by the big man, patted the carriage, and said to Jia She: "Good job, brother, let them be high officials and look down on others, let's wait and see how they die." , slashing Jia Xiaocong's ass with the back, threatening: "Serve my brother well."

Jia Amnesty lifted the curtain, squeezed his eyes big and small, grinned the corners of his mouth to his ears, and said with a smile like weeping: "Brother, come to my house for a drink some other day." Made by the mother-in-law, it is very popular and purple. It is hard to see a small pouch full of copper coins that challenges the vision.The little captain understood, put his sleeves in his arms without anyone noticing, and waved goodbye to Jia Amnesty enthusiastically.

After another meal, the team leader ushered in a mighty batch of frames, Mrs. Xing was trembling in the sedan chair with the money, and Mother Yue spoke on behalf of the whole process.She has served the princess in the palace, so it is not difficult to pretend to be a Mrs. Hou, and with a few words, the guards will retreat respectfully and give way at different stations.This is still due to the fact that Grandma Yue's skills are not high. If it were Grandma Hua who stepped out instead, she would be able to look like a noble concubine with a cough, and she would walk away without even saying a word.

Mrs. Xing's party was very arrogant and domineering. There was a full set of deacons in front of her. Afterwards, there were many vehicles and crowds of people. There were three carriages just preparing to rest, drink tea and have snacks along the way. There were four people on the surface. The maidservants are more than forty.After that, followed by the easy-going guards who were escorting the carriage, the big families waiting at the gate of the city to leave the city all inquired one after another. It didn't take long before everyone knew that Princess Yinghua's birth date was approaching, and General Ning asked the whole family to offer incense and pray for blessings. .

It wasn't until ten miles out of the city that they caught up with Jia She's bicycle frame, which was surrounded by the young generals under Ning Shan, and Madam Xing let out a "wow", cried and vomited. Stomach cramps, can't stop vomiting.But where to find medicine for her at this time, I can only endure it.

Madam Yue helped Mrs. Xing get out of the car and change cars. Mrs. Xing was almost sprawled on the ground, vomiting non-stop.Jia Amnesty was disgusted by the voice, and almost vomited too.

Yingchun hurriedly opened the window and asked the accompanying maid to take out some sour plums she had brought and top them off first.As soon as the Xiang curtain was opened, the beautiful face had its own halo, and it fascinated a young general in silver armor with a helmet on his head. landing.

Yingchun didn't notice at all, she just watched Jia She sitting on the shaft of the car and coaxing her big fat nephew who woke up and began to whine, completely unaware that she had become a sight in the eyes of others.Daiyu has been tossing around for a whole day today, she is already exhausted, she is leaning on the carriage with her eyes closed and dozed off, if she also pokes her head out together, I am afraid that this team of soldiers and horses will not be able to reach the designated place before dark today.