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

To say that I have seen many outstanding people before, but none of them can compare to the temperament and demeanor of this King Lian. He is as magnificent and affectionate as Qin Zhong, as elegant and noble as King Jing of Beijing, and he is far better than the two. Attitude, I have been obsessed with it for a while.

Seeing how foolish he was, Jia Zheng felt a little bit angry again, but in front of Shui Lan, he didn't want to get angry, and said in a low voice, "I still don't come to see the lord!"

Baoyu hurriedly went up to get ready to meet him, but couldn't help spying on Shuilan several times, unavoidably a little locked up, which was unpleasant.

Naturally, Shui Lan noticed that the son of Jia's mansion was not looking right, and he squinted his long raised eyes slightly, so he smiled at Jia Zheng: "What the king of Beijing Jing said is true, your son is really handsome, like a treasure, it's hard to do." It's a good name."

Jia Zheng hurriedly bowed and said, "How dare you accept the prince's misrepresentation? Dogs are so stubborn that they can hardly become great weapons." Then, he asked Baoyu to take out the jade held by Luocao from his clothes, and handed it to Shui Lan for a closer look. Like a bird's egg, it is as moist as a crisp.

Holding Shui Lan in his palm, he only took a rough look before returning it, and suddenly frowned and said: "Fei Xiaowang is abrupt in front of Shiweng, if your son's reputation of being born with jade spreads even more, I'm afraid the It's not a blessing but a disaster."

Jia Zheng and Jia She looked at each other for a while, they couldn't figure it out, so they could only ask with a smile: "Why did the lord make such a statement? Is there a villain talking gossip in front of you?"

Sword eyebrows raised lightly, Shui Lan sneered and said: "The world is well-informed and knowledgeable. Dare to ask everyone who had a different appearance in the previous dynasty, who was not the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, what will happen to him and his family in the end?"

Jia Zheng's nature was rigid and conservative, but at this moment he came to his senses and was horrified and said: "Your Majesty's words are true. From now on, the officials will rule the family according to the law, and strictly prevent such rumors from spreading."

Seeing Baoyu's stunned expression, Shui Lan slightly bent the corners of her mouth: "You are arrogant. Now that Xiao Wang and the family have two surnames, it is natural to remind one or two, it is best to avoid even the name."

Jia Zhengshen took Shui Lan's words for granted, and when his old mother was healthy, he doted on this son very much, and was used to hanging out behind closed doors all day long, neglecting his studies, and when he thought about it, he became angry again, and turned his head to Baoyu and shouted: "I See, you don't need to be called 'Baoyu' anymore, but 'Fish Eye Pearl' instead!"

Hearing what his father said, Baoyu was immediately frightened and trembling, but in front of this magnificent gentleman, knowing that he could not beg for mercy, he could only bow his head and stand respectfully by his side.

Shui Lan was satisfied now, put the teacup on the table, and said with a smile: "Why does the old man need to go to war. In Xiao Wang's humble opinion, with your high aptitude, you will sooner or later appreciate my generation's hard work."

When Jia Zheng heard this, he could not stop nodding his beard.Baoyu is still in a daze, Guan Shuilan speaks and deeds, frowns and smiles, all calm and composed, with a kind of suave and romantic style compared with women, she can't help being stunned again.

For a moment, Shui Lan brought tea and fruits to eat, but Shui Lan's eyes fell on the flower and tree pavilion outside: "I have a heartless request, and I hope the old man can fulfill it." , I want to see the residence of the princess in the past."

This request is somewhat against the rules, Jia Zheng was still a little hesitant, but Jia She sat on the chair and smiled: "Let's not talk about the identity of the prince, he is the husband-in-law of the niece. It's okay to see the old house, go and inform first." The female relatives in the garden said yes."

Once the words were exported, Jia Zheng couldn't say anything, but let people pass them on.It took about a cup of tea. Jia Lian reported here that all the female relatives had gone to avoid it. Jia Zheng got up and led the water to the Grand View Garden.

A group of people walked and talked, and suddenly saw a powder wall faintly exposed, covered by thousands of bamboo poles, verdant and cool.Seeing that Shuilan paid attention to this, Baoyu pointed to the three houses above with one hand, and said courteously, "My lord, this is the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and it is also the former residence of Sister Lin."

Hearing this, an unexpected look flashed across Shui Lan's face, and his words were full of sarcasm: "Xiao Wang only knows the name of the princess, but I don't know who the elder brother is talking about?" Baoyu was choked up speechless, and then looked at his father There was fire in his eyes, so he hurriedly kept his mouth shut.

When everyone came to the gate of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, they saw that the firewood doors were closed tightly, and there was no sound.Jia Zheng stopped here, cupped his hands to Shui Lan, and said, "Your Majesty, the old concubine's place is inside. Please forgive me for not being able to accompany you." Baoyu wanted to follow again, but he was afraid of Jia Zheng's majesty, so he had to retreat angrily. Wait outside the door.

As soon as you enter the gate of the courtyard, you can see the zigzag veranda, covered with bamboo shadows, and a parrot and bird hanging under the corridor.Thinking of Daiyu's never-ending stuff, Shuilan wants to take back the old parrot.

It might as well be that the parrot saw someone coming, and he fluttered his wings and said: "The person who buried the flowers today laughed like a fool, but I will know who it is next year!" Metaphor.

Shui Lan couldn't help but stop, her eyes didn't know where to look, and her voice became gloomy: "I don't know who he buried in the year... If I'm a step late, I don't know if you will follow the example of Lin Gong and smash your body to pieces and leave your innocence."

After a while, the parrot flew onto the shelf again, and shouted: "Quickly lift the curtain, the girl is here!"

After hearing this, Shui Lan shook her head and smiled, "You're talking nonsense again, where is the girl from?"

Suddenly there was a "chi" smile from behind, and Shui Lan turned her head to see Daiyu standing in the wind, her brows full of beauty: "Who is the prince talking nonsense about?"

As soon as she saw her coming, the corners of her eyes were filled with a hint of peach blossom color, Shui Lan quickly walked up to her, complaining in her mouth: "Madam can't stand the wind, why didn't she stay in the room?"

Daiyu shook her hands and said with a smile: "Just now I was chatting with my sisters for a while, I walked here and came in to have a look, who knows that I met the prince." She turned her head in doubt and said: "The good-looking prince is not in the front hall , Why did you come to the backyard?"

Seeing the question, Shui Lan glanced at her with a smile, and asked teasingly: "Madam really want to know?"

This smile has all sorts of flavors, Daiyu saw him suddenly speechless, her face was stained with a blush, she turned her head deliberately and coughed twice.

Shui Lan was no longer in a hurry, so she untied the tie and put on a soft cloak for her. There was no joke in her jokes: "Madam is weak and coughs all the time at the end of spring, go into the house."

When the two entered the house, Daiyu lit the stove to boil water with her own hands, made a bowl of Longjing tea and water, and said: "There is no good tea here, the prince will just drink some."

Shui Lan pulled out the porcelain cover, a ray of tea fragrance slowly overflowed, and said slowly: "Drinking Longjing is just right now, and it's not too dry. Don't be too busy, madam, let's talk later."

So Daiyu also poured a bowl for herself, and the two sat opposite each other in the moon hole window.Shui Lan took a sip, and couldn't help nodding: "The sweetness and fragrance of the sip are like orchids, and the madam makes good tea."

But Daiyu said with a smile, "My lord, this is a lie. How can I make tea? I can't even tell the difference between rain and snow."

The corners of Shui Lan's lips curled slightly, and she smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you can't tell, it depends on who cooked it."

Looking around, I saw paper, ink, pens and inkstones on the table, the shelves were full of books, and a piano table was set up. Fang Zhanyan said, "Madam is an elegant person, why don't you bring all these treasures back to the palace. There are still a few empty bookshelves in the Jumo Studio, and I will ask Qiu Wan to pack a bamboo couch to put it on, so that there will be a place for recreation when the weather is hot."

As he spoke, he walked around the room for two steps, and seeing that there was a poem on the case, he naturally picked it up and looked at it.Daiyu didn't pay attention to refilling the tea. When she turned around, she saw Shui Lan walking to the desk and reading a poem from the past. She hurriedly grabbed it in her hand, put it on the lamp and burned it.

Although she had only read the poem once, Shui Lan had the ability to never forget since she was a child, and her brows were slightly folded with regret. She lingered on Daiyu's face for a long time, and suddenly lamented: "It turns out that Madam didn't intend to enter the palace. It's Xiao Wang who is reluctant."

She also regretted that she shouldn't have placed it at random, and Shui Lan's appearance really made people feel soft, and her pair of affectionate pupils made her even more at a loss: "The situation back then couldn't be compared to now, I just thought I was sent out by someone, how would I know?" I will meet you!"

At this point, my face flushed with shame, and I couldn't say any more.

Shui Lan was listening to her ears, when suddenly there was another mournful cry from outside, interrupting the good mood: "Sister Lin——Sister Lin——"

This cry was extremely depressing, so Daiyu naturally heard it too.She first sighed in her heart, then subconsciously looked at Shui Lan, only to see his thin lips half pursed, she was suddenly unhappy.Waiting for persuasion, I was caught off guard by his calling voice: "White Harrier."

Just as he was in amazement, a vigorous figure fell from the eaves, with one knee on the ground: "What is your order?"

Shui Lan raised her eyebrows, and said lightly, "Go and teach Mr. Jia the rules."

Seeing the man withdrawing and about to leave, Daiyu panicked and hurriedly tugged on Shuilan's sleeves, Chu Chuyang said: "My cousin is always ridiculous, but he is not a vicious person, please hold your hand high."

Seeing her expression, her eyes sank imperceptibly, Shui Lan turned to smile, still gentle and elegant: "This king has always done things properly, can the princess not believe it?"

Daiyu was stunned for a while, and when she let go of her hands, her sleeves fell down feebly.

He didn't seem to care at all, and his tone was calm: "Young Master of the Duke's Mansion, you should restrain your temper. Bai Yao knows how to measure, Madam, please be at ease."

Not long after, I don't know what method the guard used, the crying outside the courtyard gradually died down.Daiyu couldn't help worrying, but she didn't dare to show it in front of Shuilan, so she still sat in the room and looked out of the courtyard gate from a distance.

I saw a group of people meandering in clusters of flowers, but it was Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue, followed by Baochai, Xiren and other maids and daughters-in-law who carried rattan and bamboo spring stools, put Baoyu on it, and went to the direction of Yihong Courtyard.

Daiyu looked again, they all looked refreshed, then thought of the prevarication just now, as if they had fallen into the cold spring and the twelfth lunar month, a sneer burst in her heart.

At the same time, I only heard the sound of birds fluttering under the banana tree in the yard, and a very low voice replied outside the window: "My lord, after lighting some Ling Xiaoxiang, Mr. Jia's mansion became paralyzed for a while, and he will recover in about two or three days."

After a pause, he continued, "Actually, if I don't take action, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape the whipping from the second master of Jia's mansion. The prince is merciful and saved half of his life."

Daiyu's heart is clear, and the second half of the sentence is clearly for herself.

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