[Red Mansion] Sister Lin's sweet pet after marriage

Nearly half of the banquet, people left in twos and threes.It just so happened that King Beijing came back from changing clothes, met these two people in the shade of peach and willow, and hurriedly held them back: "It is obvious that two people who hit it off are together, so let others ignore them, and say that they are considerate of themselves." I didn’t even see each other for a banquet.”

Bao Yuqi and the official came with a smile, held up the wine and saluted together: "I'm afraid the prince is busy, I'll punish myself with a glass as compensation." The king of Beijing Jing was so happy that he took the two of them across the bridge and across the water. Sitting down next to each other in the booth, they slowly asked about the current situation of the two families, and agreed to each of them truthfully.

King Bei Jing is a smart and kind person. He paid close attention to the appearance of these two people. How could he not guess the difference? Because he asked Jiang Yuhan with a smile, "Then King Zhongshun will let you go out this time, so he must have lost his temper."

Jiang Yuhan didn't say a word, she unbuttoned the jacket after a while, and opened the jacket inside to reveal a large bruise, either blue or purple, new or old, but not a little white.

Baoyu felt distressed when she saw it, and said through gritted teeth, "How can you be so cruel when you have a girly personality like you!"

The King of Beijing also shook his head frowningly, but Jiang Yuhan just straightened his clothes, his expression was surprisingly calm, even indifferent: "People like us are born to be the objects of the nobles for entertainment. I made a mess today to relieve boredom for a while. Tomorrow it is normal to leave it aside, it rises and falls like duckweed, and it is not at all involuntary."

Baoyu's natural instinct is to regard sisters, relatives and friends as one, and there is no distinction between rich and poor, so she hastily raised her hand and swore: "If I don't respect you in my heart, I will be struck by lightning immediately, and I will definitely not be able to live."

King Beijing Jing and Jiang Yuhan looked at each other, and they both laughed out loud.Fearing that Baoyu would be embarrassed, King Beijing stopped laughing slightly and said, "You and I don't care about others, and we will make friends according to our own rules. If the two virtuous brothers don't think stupid brothers are not talented, after drinking this glass of wine, we will The three of them will be called brothers, what do you two think?"

Baoyu and Qiguan were full of surprises, and said modestly: "It's absolutely impossible, being able to meet the prince is already a blessing of three lives, how can you overstep your status!"

The King of Beijing Jing has always been informal, he just pushed the wine glass in his hand, and laughed loudly: "You two virtuous brothers, don't refuse. We are teachers and friends, so why should we be distinguished by status, wouldn't it tarnish the usual friendship ?”

Seeing that the King of Beijing was determined not to obey, the two of them rarely swore to obey their promises.Because the king of Beijing called himself Big Brother Rong the longest, Jiang Yuhan adopted his nickname as Second Brother Qi, and Baoyu became Baoyu's third younger brother.The three of them drank water and wine together, made oaths to the moon, and a sense of generosity spontaneously arose in their hearts.

The spirit of wine was on the head for a while, King Jing of Beijing and Jiang Yuhan both said a lot of words, Baoyu was ashamed for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother, I heard that you have a relationship with the famous King Lian? I have admired his virtuous name for a long time, but it is a pity that I have no chance to see you again."

King Bei Jing thought for a while, and then talked carefully: "This is a long story. My ancestor is the eldest son of Emperor □□, and he is a direct brother with Taizong. It has been hereditary to Brother Yu for five generations. In terms of seniority, Brother Yu is the same as today's brother Yu. He is a person of the same generation, so he should be called Uncle Lian, but his seniority is high, but his age is young. Brother Yu was ordered to study with him in the palace, and he was followed by King Lian today. Reading and sitting together are also the most intimate. It's a pity..."

Where Baoyu could hold back, he hurriedly asked, "What's a pity?" And when he said it, he looked at the eyes of the other two, regretful again, and lowered his head uncomfortably.

"Third brother, don't be impatient." Seeing the difference in his behavior, the king of Beijing Jing couldn't help feeling suspicious, and pulled out an ambiguous smile, and continued: "Nowadays when he ascended to the throne of God, due to various reasons, they are estranged from each other. Brother Yu and King Lian It's better, and he will walk around two or three times during the New Year's festival. He looks easy-going, but inside he is an orphan, but he is smart and handsome, and he is the youngest son of the Xianshengzong, who is favored by his family."

Pausing for a while, King Bei Jing also seemed to be puzzled and said: "Speaking of which, although brother Yu has never seen it with his own eyes, it has always been rumored among the children of the family that he loves men. For some reason, he got married recently. It is also an anecdote."

Just as he was talking, Jiang Yuhan on the side opened his lips and asked: "I said that the two brothers are confused. Is this a manly style, and what does it have to do with getting married and starting a family? Is it rare for a family of high officials and dignitaries to have such elegance?" People nodded again and again.

What Baoyu mentioned was the first problem of the three people's sworn marriage. King Beijing wanted to do it for him, so he said with a smile: "If the third brother really wants to visit King Lian, but is worried that the old man will blame him, it is better to take Brother Yu's Go to the famous post." In a word, Baoyu was so happy that Baoyu's heart was itchy, and he wished he could fly away.

The three of them continued to gossip, until the moon was dark and the stars were thin, the king of Beijing ordered someone to lead the way with a lamp, and sent the two officials, Bao Yuqi, out of the mansion in person.

Baoyu chose an auspicious day, bathed in incense, and dressed in beautiful clothes.Unexpectedly, he rode his horse to the gate of Prince Lian's mansion, and the door boy politely and politely refused: "The son came at an unfortunate time. The prince and the princess went on a long trip the day before yesterday. I don't know when they will return."

Standing on the bluestone slab bridge are two eye-catching young young men, all passers-by pay attention to them.

A taller one is holding a blue silk umbrella, and the other is leaning on the railing to point out the distant scenery from time to time, looking like a pair of handsome brothers.

Different from the rockery springs and rocks that are used to in the garden, here the rivers and rivers are criss-crossed, the cruise ships are dotted, the people on both sides of the river sleep on the river, and the winding alleys are vivid and vivid.

Daiyu gazed at the misty, rainy and ink-painted scenery, and couldn't help being dazed. The blurred past seemed to be condensed into rolls bit by bit, and became clear again.

Shui Lan stayed silently with her all the time, and the oil umbrella turned to that side again and again, not caring that half of her sleeves were wet.

After looking at it for a long time, Daiyu couldn't help admiring: "It's no wonder that Bai Juyi wrote 'The scenery is once familiar to me, and I can't remember the south of the Yangtze River'. I feel beautiful even if I was born here."

Shui Lan took him two steps lightly, avoiding a crowd of tourists, and said with a smile: "Even though Madam was born here, she has never been outside. When things are calmer, I will take you to see the Snow Peak in the Desert. Is it like 'the solitary smoke in the desert is straight, the sun is setting in the long river'?"

When Daiyu heard this, her eyes lit up immediately, and she was full of joy: "Xiang Ling commented on this song before, and she said it most coincidentally: the straight characters seem unreasonable, and the round characters seem too vulgar. When I close the book and think about it, it seems like I saw this scene. But in the end, it’s only on paper, and I’m still blessed.”

"So, traveling thousands of miles is worse than reading thousands of books." Shui Lan just smiled inexplicably, and suddenly asked: "Madam, do you want to see the old house of the Lin Mansion?"

Daiyu couldn't believe it, she forgot for a moment, and tugged on his sleeve: "Really go to see Lin's house?" With this tugging, Fang touched the wet area.

She was originally intelligent, so she naturally knew how to get wet.Feeling warm in his heart, he hurriedly took out the silk to wipe it off, and pretended to complain: "If the prince catches a cold, who can afford it?"

Shui Lan didn't stop her, and stared at her quietly with a pair of eyes as black as lacquer, before replying after a while: "It doesn't matter if you catch a cold, it's a blessing in disguise to have Madam's care."

I don't know if it was Shui Lan's words, or the gaze cast on her was too hot, Daiyu's cheeks were a little red.

The Lin family is the ancestor of Shilu in Gusu, and it is also a home of scholars. Although the old house is not as grand as the Ningrong two mansions, the white walls, ink tiles, lush bamboo and forest in the courtyard all reveal the charm of Jiangnan.It's a pity that it has been in disrepair for a long time, the outer walls are peeling off, the plaques are crumbling, and it looks desolate and decaying.

Daiyu looked sad, pointed to a dilapidated couplet by the door, and said, "This couplet was written by my father first, but now it has been destroyed by the rain."

Shui Lan didn't say a word, just stepped forward to take her hand, and buckled the gold-painted animal-faced tin ring on the black throttle.After a while, an old servant came out to answer the door, and when he saw Daiyu's face clearly, his eyes widened in astonishment: "This young master——"

"Uncle Fu," tears welled up in her eyes instantly, and Daiyu shouted a little out of composure, "I, I'm a big girl."

The old servant let out a hey, looked again and again, and turned his grief into joy, and said: "It's really the eldest lady who is back! The old servant asks the eldest lady to greet you." As he said, he welcomed the two into the mansion, and told the old lady Hurry to clean up.

Daiyu looked at the scenery in the garden, and Mrs. Lin's memories seemed to be in front of her eyes, such as Cheng Huan's knees when she was young, how her parents taught her to read, and the family gathered in the garden to appreciate the moon, etc. Tears flowed down unconsciously.

At this time, a hand reached out and rubbed the top of her hair. Daiyu raised her head and saw the handsome face with a smile, as gentle as the drizzle: "Maybe Mr. Lin is watching from the sky. Seeing that you are still like this?" He loves to cry, how can he rest assured."

The author has something to say: In today's words, the prince is a male protagonist who likes to travel. . .