[Red Mansion] The first cute rabbit

In the big study of Rongxi Hall, after Jia Zheng heard what had happened, although he could not agree with his elder brother's private life, he had no choice but to be embarrassed, and ordered someone to call Baoyu.

Baoyu came to the study inexplicably and asked for gifts one by one.

Jia Zheng slapped the table and shouted: "Sinister, why don't you study hard and stare at the old man?"

Jia She sneered and said, "Second Master's words are really an understatement. It's clear that Baoyu joined forces with the Sixth Prince to cheat me. I reported the gambling to the old lady last time, which made me have to be scolded by my mother when I was old. And last time, I don’t know who took the soldiers from Ting Yulou.”

Baoyu became anxious when he heard this, and distinguished loudly: "My lord, I just sent servants to follow people, I didn't bring officers and soldiers, let alone join forces with the Sixth Prince. I don't know the Sixth Prince very well."

Jia Huan said with a sneer, "Who doesn't know that you are good friends with the Prince of Beijing, and the Sixth Prince is also his frequent visitor. How come you are not familiar with the Sixth Prince?"

Jia Zheng glared at Jia Huan. Although Baoyu has been meddling and annoying others recently, his brother turned his elbows away. When he grows up, the poor little girl who hid behind Aunt Zhao in the past has also grown small fangs, and the first bite even bit her own brother?

Jia Amnesty looked at Jia Zheng's expression, and continued to add fuel to the fire: "Although the old lady is the one who loves her most, she is not as knowledgeable as my younger brother. Huan'er knows that everyone's surname is Jia, even the sixth prince and Bei King Jing, no matter how big the card is, he is still an outsider, why did he come to Baoyu, but he was on guard against his own uncle like a thief, and tipped off the news kindly to him."

Baoyu pouted his head and said, "My lord sees it clearly. I didn't inform you. As for guarding against you, I didn't say that. If you don't do those shameful things, I don't have to worry about it every day. I beg you." Master, don't go out and make embarrassment in the future, so as not to be caught by the supervisory court and implicate my Jia family and you to be buried with you, you deserve what you deserve, pity those flower-like sisters and sisters."

This is the voice that has been suppressed in Baoyu's heart for several years. Today, I saw that the masters not only showed no signs of changing, but also kept arranging themselves. Baoyu couldn't help it anymore. .

There was a moment of silence in the study, and then Jia She yelled angrily after throwing the teacup: "Okay, okay, brother, you really raised a good son. Second Master Bao, I am ashamed by stealing, Mr. Hua The money you earned? Which family rule and national law have you violated? Do you want to open the ancestral hall, kneel in front of your old man, and receive two hundred whips?"

Jia Zheng stood up, bowed his hands to his brother, turned his head and shouted at Baoyu: "Evil, you are stupefied by sleep, hurry up and kneel down to apologize to the old man."

Baoyu stood upright, her big black jewel-like eyes contained tears of grievance, and remained motionless.

Jia Amnesty fell to his knees with a thump, looked up to the sky and sneered: "Second Master Bao, please spare the little one. Come, someone, go and get the whip, and give it to Second Master, let him go to the big room, and take all my concubines away. Beat me to death, if you still don't let go of your hatred, come back and beat me to death, I will wait here."

Jia Zheng was so panicked that he fell to his knees and stretched out his hand to help his brother, but Jia Amnesty was also stiff, knelt there with his neck stuck and said, "Don't dare, the second master doesn't speak, and the younger one doesn't dare to get up."

Looking at Jia She, who is honored as the Duke of Rong, but behaves like a rascal, Baoyu thought of what Prince Zhongshun said, Hou's mansion is rotten from the root, and there is no way to save it.

He closed his eyes in despair, tears streaming down his face.

"Come here, get the whip." Jia Zheng, who was riding a tiger, had no choice but to vent his anger on his son.

"Beating again?" In the study room of Chen Yuan Hall, Yuan Chen raised his head from behind the memorial and frowned at the dark guard.

"Yes, Your Highness, although the injury was milder than that time, this young master seems to be seriously ill. The elder of Jia's mansion is also too much. He behaved ignorantly, and deliberately felt sorry for a junior." Wei Jia thought of Jia She's ruthless vigor, and defended that young master who was both mentally and mentally disturbed.

"Presumptuous." Yuan Chen dropped the memorial in his hand, his eyes were cold and his face was full of anger.

The dark guard bowed his head: "Your subordinates are vain, you deserve death."

"Get up, it's not you. Make arrangements to go to the prison of Dali Temple." Yuan Chen waved his hand, and his eyes fell on the file of Jia Yucun's case.

Jia Yucun vomited lotus flowers in the prison and talked high-spiritedly. Anyone who saw him for the first time was attracted by his rebellious temperament. Even the jailer felt that according to this adult's talk, he was here just for a formality. There must have been someone outside I'm fishing.

"The Shaoqing of Dali Temple is here." With a cappella, a row of men in black moved swiftly and filled the aisle of the cell, and the prisoners waiting for trial in each cell poked their heads out, feeling anxious that this was the opening ceremony. Tried yet?Why is this Shaoqing so ostentatious?Are there any big names coming?

The head of the prison in red led four guards over, set up Yucun and left.

"The official feather has not been picked for a moment, and I am a fourth-rank official. If Dali Temple does not detain you for a day, I will be innocent for a day. Prisoner, you dare to pay respects to fourth-rank officials because you have stayed here enough. Have you been promoted?" Jia Yucun's face remained unchanged, he talked and laughed, and his words were windy.

The head of the prison couldn't read a few words, and the jailer was even more illiterate. Hearing the bluffing words, he let go of his hand in fright, and salivated to apologize to Jia Yucun, who was holding his hands behind his back.

Who knows whether the boss came to see this person or to interrogate this person? According to experience, it is better not to offend too much.

Two men in black stepped forward, pushed the head of the prison away with a murderous look, went straight up, set up Yucun, and left.

Seeing the bloodthirsty eyes exposed under their black masks, Jia Yucun shut his mouth in a sensible manner, even if he dragged his feet on the ground and rowed all the way, he still remained silent.

As soon as he entered the house, Jia Yucun's eyelids twitched, thinking that he was in the underworld.

The men in black all over the room were chilling, stroking the handle of the knife, and focused their eyes on him, like thousands of icicles hitting him, Jia Yucun shuddered for no reason, fell to his knees in the middle of the room with a plop, He didn't dare to look up at the adults sitting in the front seat in the room, and replied repeatedly:

"My lord, I will do it all, I will do it all. I also want to report Tong Liao and strive for meritorious service."

"Say." The voice on the high seat was very soft and cold, with the arrogance of a superior.

"My lord, I know a lot of the inside story of Najia's mansion. Wailang Jiazheng, a member of the Ministry of Industry, is a fool. None of his officials is not greedy for ink, and some use inferior materials when building mausoleums in his name. This is a serious crime of exterminating the nine clans, my lord will go to investigate, and the lower officials have written letters with him, and I would like to submit them as evidence."

"Hit." The voice on the high seat was very displeased, and a little colder.

A man in black stepped forward and slapped Jia Yucun on one side of the face. The swelling effect was faster than that of quick-acting steamed buns, one side was higher and the other was lower.

Jia Yucun thought that the lord's bow to him was not strong enough, and he didn't dare to cover his face with his hands, so he kowtowed and continued to flatter him: "My lord, there is one more criminal evidence, the son who was born with jade in the Jia family, This is a great disaster. The next official saw it with his own eyes. He copied a poem written by the Supreme Emperor and showed that he made it himself. You said, isn’t this a blatant arrogance? My lord, this person cannot be kept. To the royal family... .”

"Hit." The voice on the high seat was very displeased, as cold as ice.

The man in black stepped forward and slapped, the faces on both sides were finally at the same height.

Jia Yucun was finally stupefied, he raised his head blankly, and looked at Gao Zuo in bewilderment.

The young Dali Temple Shaoqing was dressed in black and a black gold mask. His white chin was slightly raised, exuding dignity and sharpness.

"Master Jia, tell me how you helped Jia Amnesty force the stone nerd to death, and force you to buy an ancient fan." A dark guard stepped forward and stood in front of Jia Yucun.

As if Jia Yucun was granted amnesty, he snatched the pen and arch from the book beside him, and wrote a few thousand words eloquently, writing in detail what happened that day, and then looked flatteringly at the high seat.

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple stood up without saying a word and walked out.

The next day, the case of Jia Yucun, which had not progressed for several days, was quickly resolved, and they used their official duties to oppress the people and exile them at the border.

As the big backer who instigated behind the scenes, Rongguo Duke Jia Amnesty did not think about the emperor's kindness, he had a vicious mind, manipulated officials, was promoted to the rank, fined 1 taels of silver, and was not allowed to leave the house without purpose.

After hearing the decree, the Rongguo Mansion was full of gloom and mist. Jia Amnesty was drunk in his east courtyard, and Jia's mother led a group of daughters-in-law and girls in the west courtyard. Watching Rong Guogong die in his own hands.

Jia Zheng also heard more or less about Yucun's entanglement in the prison, and his disappointment in friendship and lack of future in officialdom made him sit in the empty study and sigh, feeling very decadent.

After Baoyu heard the news, he murmured: "It's coming." After that, his chest felt tight and he passed out, his face was pale, and he couldn't drink any water.

In the imperial study room, Yuan Chen listened to the secret guard's report, and said in disbelief: "Are you seriously ill? This is the smallest punishment. For that Jia Amnesty, it's just like tickling through clothes? That young master, how could he be so big?" reaction? What did he say?"

"He seemed to say 'it's coming.'"

"It's coming? What's coming?" Yuan Chen frowned, stood up, and paced uneasily.

"This subordinate is dull, but after arguing with Jia Amnesty in his study, he felt ashamed. After hearing the decree, although he became more ill, he seemed to be mentally liberated." The secret guard carefully Recalling the details, he thought about it and replied.

The uneasiness in Yuan Chen's heart was getting bigger and bigger, he suddenly raised his head, and ordered: "Let's go, go back to Taihe Palace."

As expected, the little rabbit was lying on the bed, Yuan Chen felt relieved, but when he picked it up, the blood all over his body froze suddenly.

The little rabbit's body was cold, his breath seemed to be gone, his big black jewel-like eyes looked at him weakly, and a smile broke out from the corner of his mouth, like a person who traveled tens of thousands of miles just to see a good friend for the last time. After wishing, he closed his eyes tiredly.

Yuan Chen hugged it, feeling his soft body getting colder and harder little by little, and there was pain somewhere in his body, he lowered his head, put his face on the little rabbit's body, and murmured: "No! , Little Rabbit, don’t go, do you need aura, I’ll take you to the Palace of Chubao right away, I don’t believe in the great dynasty, but I can’t find a treasure with aura.”

Yuan Chen was holding the big jade ring with the little rabbit lying on it, riding the black horse named Grassland Moonlight Chi, and galloped towards the treasure hall.

The wind blew his hair, and the tears that could not be held back from the corners of his eyes.

In the middle of a hall of shining treasures, the little rabbit opened his eyes again, didn't look at those treasures, just stared at Yuan Chen for a long while, exhausted his last strength, and let out a comforting smile.

Yuan Chen's whole body was cold, holding it, he left the Chubao Hall in a daze, and walked slowly back to the Grand Palace of Supreme Harmony, followed by the grassland moonlight gallop.

The Supreme Emperor set up an incense table, and he didn't know which old friend he was paying homage to. Yuan Chen walked over, fell to his knees, and looked up at the sky.

"Chen'er, will you worship with me? He deserves your worship." Although the Supreme Emperor was standing beside him, his voice was as far away as in the sky. Rabbit, fell asleep.

There was still cigarette smoke curling up in front of my eyes, but the little rabbit was still bouncing up and down, very lively. It turned its head in the smoke, stared at those big black jewel-like eyes, and looked around.

Great, the little rabbit is still alive, Yuan Chen was overjoyed for a while, took a few steps and ran up, his voice choked up and called out "little rabbit."

The little rabbit didn't seem to be able to hear it, and jumped forward without looking back. Yuan Chen followed behind it, walked through Hanlin Street, through Huazhi Lane, and came to a mansion with a golden door on it. A big character "Edict to build Rongguo Mansion."

This is Jia's mansion, is the little rabbit here to visit the young man named Baoyu?Yuan Chen stepped into the gate, and found that the little rabbit didn't enter the west courtyard like last time, but went east, to a place called "Zai Guan Yuan".

In the garden, the romantic young man and the beautiful girls are composing poems and playing for fun. The little rabbit jumped onto a lake stone and stared at...

What beautiful and ethereal girls, like delicate flowers, they visit the garden in spring to enjoy the scenery, research red burial flowers, write poems around the stove in winter, and look for plums in the snow.

But joy disappeared in the blink of an eye, a girl was beaten to death by a man, a girl married a son, a girl died crying for the son, and a girl became a nun.

In the end, the garden was sealed and the young master became a monk...

The little rabbit was sitting on a rock in the lake, seeing this place called Daguanyuan for the last time, with his two short legs holding his head, his whole body trembling from crying.

Yuan Chen stood there, seeing the little rabbit crying like that, his heart ached like a knife, he wanted to go forward and hug it, but his feet felt like nails had grown, and he couldn't move a step.

The seal in the garden rustled in the autumn wind, and the little rabbit cried and trembled in the autumn wind, Yuan Chen felt a trace of sweetness rushed to his throat, and the anxiety and heartache all over his body blurted out, turning into three words: "Little rabbit. "

The little rabbit stopped crying, raised his head, and looked around blankly.

"Chen'er, wake up, why are you still coughing up blood? Send it to the imperial physician." The emperor's anxious voice came, Yuan Chen opened his eyes, and the little rabbit was still in his arms. He suddenly stood up and went out like crazy. run.

The iron-like guards and dark guards followed, and the grassland black horse quickly followed, knelt down beside Yuan Chen, and let him ride on it.

"Where is the Lin family girl now?" Yuan Chen got on his horse weakly, and turned to look at the dark guard armor.

"Today is a happy day for Miss Lin and Prince Beijing, Your Highness."