[Red Mansion] The first cute rabbit

Baoyu, who witnessed the whole process, immediately stepped forward, and said with a peaceful smile: "Second sister and third sister, let's go catch butterflies?"

Yingchun raised her head again, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Brother Bao, there is no such black-headed butterfly in our home. I have been looking for it for eight years, so don't look for it."

Tanchun giggled, and stretched out his little finger to gesticulate in front of Baoyu: "Second brother, are you ashamed? How old are you, and you still catch butterflies? I heard that the one caught that kind of place yesterday. How can you?" It's really...hehehe."

"Then, let's make a poem." Baoyu was exposed by the sharp third sister, but he couldn't explain the reason to her, so he had to change the subject.

Tanchun: "I don't have time, I want to learn housekeeping from my wife."

Yingchun: "I don't have time, it's too early to play this chess well."

Baoyu had no choice but to go fishing by the lake of his base camp, although the fishing rod without a hook had never caught a fish in eight years.

The sun was warm and the flowers were fragrant. After a while, Baoyu was drowsy from the sun. He just yawned and was about to lean against the big willow tree to sleep. The voice of younger brother Jia Huan.

"What did my aunt drag me here for? In front of the master just now, why did you prevent me from begging for the colorful cloud in the wife's room?"

Aunt Zhao's coquettish voice sounded: "You don't matter, you don't understand the master's temperament, he is annoyed that you don't go to school well, and you only think about the girls all day long, you didn't see Baoyu being beaten yesterday, didn't you Are you having a lot of trouble with the girls? I heard that you still go to those places to find women, isn't this a big taboo for the master?"

Baoyu twitched at the corner of his mouth, threw the fishing rod, and said angrily, "Is there any reason? He was obviously a great hero who saved the Rongguo Mansion, but he was beaten, and he was passed down as the generation who sleeps with flowers and sleeps in willows." , I am really aggrieved."

Jia Huan sneered and said, "Auntie's taboo for the master, you have a hard life. You obviously don't like the master who recites those articles every day, but you still say that the master is an unparalleled talent in the world. A big man, after all these years of pretending, he is not tired."

Aunt Zhao is not particular about her son, so she chuckled and said arrogantly: "Don't pretend to admire the master, do you want to recite the Buddhist scriptures before going to bed like the wife, or do you not only recite the Buddhist scriptures in front of the master like that Aunt Zhou? Read it once, and copy it again? The old man is suppressed by the old lady, and the elder brother is suppressed by the side. The wife’s family is powerful, so I should respect it. With me, should I continue to suppress it?"

Jia Huan snorted coldly and said, "You've been pretending all these years, what have you gained? Are you on an equal footing with your wife or are you higher than Aunt Zhou? You get scolded more by the old lady than others."

Aunt Zhao was very optimistic and said happily: "You bastard is talking nonsense, I got you and girl Tanchun, does Aunt Zhou have her? The old lady scolded, it was because she was jealous that I was more important than her in the master's heart, hehe."

Jia Huan left with a cold snort, and Aunt Zhao also chased after her.

Baoyu leaned on the big willow tree, closed her eyes, hum, this woman, the pot of the second room, let's put it on first, the skin is very solid.

Until the sunset, Baoyu fell asleep there quietly, and the dark guard, who was hiding among the azaleas, beat his numb legs, took over the shift with the other person who came to meet, and ran quickly towards the palace.

"Just slept all afternoon? Nothing else?" Yuan Chen couldn't believe the living habits of this young master of Rongguo Mansion, and then looked down at the pile of memorials in front of him. The same age, why is there such a thing? Different encounters?

"There is one more small matter." The dark guard grinned, a bit speechless.

"Say." Yuan Chen became more and more curious about this young man who was either lying on the bed or on the tree.

"His aunt doesn't seem to be very secure." The dark guard said after considering it.

"Uneasy? Do you want to poison or play tricks, or do you want to compete for the position of the main house?" Yuan Chen raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously felt that this son would not be the master who could handle such things.

"There is no such sign now, but she is very charming and is favored by Jia Zheng. The head wife and other concubines are all forced by her to recite the Buddha's name." You can guess the general direction by looking at everyone's appearance.

Why did this young master spoil such a mother, eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha?What can I do? If my son is poisoned, can the Buddha come to save him?

Yuan Chen frowned, thinking that Aunt Zhao was a formidable enemy.

"It must have been stolen by Aunt Zhao, that bastard with a brain like a butt. This vixen is already old, and she is still acting like a young girl in front of Zheng'er. I really want to slap her a few big ears." Melon seeds." In the west courtyard, Mother Jia heard Mrs. Wang report that a large number of roses in the house were missing, and immediately scolded Aunt Zhao.

Mrs. Wang showed a Buddha-like smile, supported Jia Mu and said, "Old lady, I am worried about Huan'er, a good young master, if her aunt spoils her, she can still cover up her ugliness in the inner courtyard if she grows up. Now, if you do something scandalous outside, it will embarrass my Rongguo Mansion."

Jia Mu sat down, put the teacup on the table heavily, and shouted: "Come here, search her yard, if you find out the rose silk, let Zheng'er deal with these two girls, I think he is very dirty." If you win, how can you be partial?"

The women took orders to go, and came back after a while, and replied with disdain on their faces: "It's really funny, every time we go to check, we always find rose silk in the same box, and we have been checked several times. I don’t even know where to change, hee hee.”

"Hmph, this idiot's brain is more slippery than a fart, did you tell the second master?" Jia Mu sneered.

The mother-in-law hurriedly stepped forward and nodded with a smile: "I have sent someone to the study to tell the master."

Jia Huan stood in the yard with a dark face, the house was turned into a mess, and Aunt Zhao was crying, holding in her heart the box of nearly used rose gauze that she had snatched desperately.

As soon as Jia Zheng's figure turned around the courtyard gate, Aunt Zhao's crying stopped abruptly. With tears on her face and a smile on her lips, she ran forward in small steps, stretched out her hand and caressed the newly put on Jia Zheng's new clothes. Clothes, whine:

"Oh my lord, you came here just now, I thought it was a fairy descending to earth, look at this ordinary material, once you wear it, it immediately becomes luxurious and extraordinary, it is really the most jade-faced gentleman in the dynasty, a concubine can marry the lord , but I don’t know if I have cultivated blessings for tens of thousands of lives.”

Jia Zheng was flattered by Lihua's tearful beauty and almost forgot the purpose of his trip. When he saw the mess in the house, he frowned and looked at Aunt Zhao.

"The master is frowning again and teasing his concubine. When I saw the master looking at a plum blossom like this in the garden, that noble and incomparable man, I thought at that time, if I could hold the master's hand, I would be willing to die. .Master, are you tired? Let me help you change your clothes?" Aunt Zhao caressed Jia Zheng's brow gently, her eyes full of stars.

Jia Huan walked out of the yard with a dark face, and Jia Zheng and Aunt Zhao walked into the house arm in arm...

Jia's mother and Mrs. Wang were drinking tea and waiting for the results of Jia Zheng's treatment.

Jia Zheng didn't come out of Aunt Zhao's yard until the lamp was set and the meal was set. Mother Jia dropped the teacup and cursed, "I knew this vixen was flirting again, this vixen who deserves to be killed..."

Tanchun walked in, smiled and called, "Grandmother, madam."

Jiamu's cursing stopped abruptly.

Tanchun rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Aunt Zhao is really too much, the old lady deserves to be angry for those slaves, come on, granddaughter will beat your back."

Mother Jia patted her hand, and said kindly: "It's better to find the girl to be sensible, my wife is well educated."

Mrs. Wang had a wooden face and pulled the corners of her mouth.

In the Taihe Palace, Yuan Chen asked in disbelief: "Is this how the day goes? Eat, sleep, eat, sleep?"

The dark guard nodded heavily. During the handover, his companion asked him to pay attention to that aunt, but after an afternoon of observation, he was resolute and did not let go of any suspicious people and things, but was disappointed to find that this young man was too simple. Life is simple, and the people she contacts are also simple. She lives with her grandmother. That Aunt Zhao can't enter the old lady's yard without being summoned.

"It's still not to be taken lightly. That aunt must take strict precautions. This kind of favored beauty will have thoughts that she shouldn't have. Beware of her attacking secretly." Yuan Chen's mind is full of the history of palace fights throughout the ages, and he feels that The same principle applies to house fighting.

The curtain was lifted, and the Supreme Emperor walked in, raising his brows with a wicked look on his face: "Haha, Chen'er, you are late to enlightenment. I didn't expect that you would have such a strong taste as soon as you enlightened, and you would be interested in someone else's aunt?"

Yuan Chen raised his hand and waved back the dark guards, quietly looking at his grandpa, who was getting more wild in his thinking as he got older.

"Oh, are you shy? You don't have to. Think about Cao Mengde, who only loves to marry married women. Hanwu Wenjing is also very masculine, but he is still not a great hero in history. Our grandparents and grandchildren are What kind of person, don't care about those worldly etiquette, as long as you like me, you can marry. But there is one thing, you need the consent of the beauty, after voluntary reconciliation, you can't kill the husband like the descendants of the Jia family, this is not us Things that a man from the Yuan family can do." The Taishang Huang walked to the bookshelf carelessly, randomly picked out a book, glanced at it and threw it away, not thinking about the book at all.

"Grandpa Huang was joking. His grandson is not that Cao Mengde. He has no interest in other women. The aunt I mentioned just now is a threat to my people, so let the dark guards keep an eye on it." Yuan Chen picked up the book he hadn't finished reading yesterday, Turned quickly, and after a while, I finished reading it.

The Supreme Emperor looked at him enviously, folded his arms and said, "It's really a young phoenix who is better than an old phoenix. Not only do you have the courage and strategy of my grandpa, but you can also remember it with your eyes, and you are much better than me." Yes, it’s strange that I dozed off after reading those articles.”

Yuan Chen raised his head, smiled at the Supreme Emperor, suddenly thought of the person who was reported by the secret guard, and said, "There is a person who looks very much like Grandpa Huang."

The Supreme Emperor waved his hand and said disdainfully: "There is no one like me at all. Those of them who doze off after reading a book are stupid, stupid. I am not. My brain is very easy to use. He understands everything, major policies and strategies very well, and he just doesn’t deal with books.”