[Red Mansion+Qing Chuan] The heroine comes from the last days

Then there was another word from outside that Concubine Nan'an had arrived, so Princess Yu smiled at Mrs. Wang and went outside to greet her.

Jiang Ling couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard the name Nan'an Concubine.She knew that in the history of the Qing Dynasty, there was never such a figure as Nan'an Concubine, and there was never a so-called Fengzao Palace in the Forbidden City.But in this world, there are not only Concubine Nan'an and Fengzao Palace, but also Jia's Mansion and Concubine Xiande, it's getting weirder and weirder.Oh, it is said that the south of the Yangtze River was hit by a disaster a few days ago, and the salt merchants started to make trouble again, which caused Emperor Kangxi a headache, but it was really all mixed together, and it was too chaotic.

While thinking about it, suddenly Mrs. Wang twisted the back of her hand severely, and said in a low voice: "Follow!"

Jiang Ling squinted at the past, and found that Mrs. Wang's face was green and pale, which was very unattractive, so she couldn't help feeling relieved.

At that moment Jiang Ling followed Mrs. Wang, and three girls from Jia's mansion and cousin girls, and went out with Prince Yu and Princess Yu to meet Princess Nan'an.She has always played the role of a low-browed lady from the official family, neither looking nor listening, not speaking, only when necessary, she moves forward a little bit, and softly says "Prince Yu, concubine Ann" or "Nan'an" Toffee Ann".

After doing this over and over again, Jiang Ling felt that her acting skills were becoming more and more exquisite.

The concubines exchanged pleasantries outside for a while, then they went back to the color shed together with their wives, waiting for the arrival of the funeral procession of Jia's mansion.Suddenly Lin Daiyu tugged Jiang Ling's sleeve lightly, and said in a low voice, "You, can you accompany me to the inner room to change?"

Going to the inner room to change clothes is a more euphemistic term, referring to going to the toilet.

Jiang Ling looked around, only the concubine and Fujin were left in the shed.As the foil of the princess, the ladies in the Duke's mansion were chatting casually in front of them.The three girls from the Jia family were being brought by Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang respectively, and introduced to the princess and wives one by one.As for Xue Baochai, who was the only one free, she was leaning against the railing, lost in thought, wondering what she was thinking.

Lin Daiyu gently tugged Jiang Ling's clothes again, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Jiang Ling?"

Jiang Ling came back to her senses, hummed softly, and went forward to complain to Mrs. Wang, saying that she was in a hurry and wanted to go out for a while.Mrs. Wang gave her another gouged look, as if she thought she was troublesome, but she didn't say anything more, after all, people have three urgencies.

Then Jiang Ling returned to Lin Daiyu's side and said with a smile, "Let's go together."

Outside the colorful shed is the desolate countryside, and the boys are busy imagining the dharma hall and road sacrifices, preparing to wait for the funeral procession to pass by, and then make a big fuss in an orderly manner.After Jiang Ling asked the way to the inner room, he took Lin Daiyu to the place and waited outside.But after a while, three or four servant girls came forward and asked her if she needed help.

Jiang Ling naturally shook his head and thanked them one by one, saying that there was no need.

After a while, Lin Daiyu turned out of the inner room, washed her hands, and walked back slowly with Jiang Ling.When passing a corner, Lin Daiyu hesitated for a moment, and asked softly: "Jiang Ling, are the words that the second aunt said today true? Are you really—"

Jiang Ling smiled, raised a finger to his lips, and hissed softly.

Lin Daiyu didn't know why, so she opened her eyes wide and looked at her.

Jiang Ling said softly: "The real can't be fake, the fake can't be real, the girl should not worry about these trivial things, the more you think about it, the more trouble you will have in the future. The girl is a smart person, You should be able to figure it out, right?" After speaking, he winked at Lin Daiyu.

Before Lin Daiyu could speak, a voice suddenly came from beside her:

"'The real can't be fake, and the fake can't be real', the girl's words are quite Zen-like."

Jiang Ling was astonished, and followed the voice to look over, and was instantly frightened out of his wits.

Emperor Kangxi, dressed in coarse cloth, was standing in the morning light with his hands behind his back, and he was glancing over here.

He didn't bring a eunuch with him today, and there was only a young man with a weak crown standing beside him, wearing a jade belt and brocade clothes, with a rather handsome look.When Jiang Ling said those words just now, Emperor Kangxi was looking at the surrounding dojos, and when he heard Jiang Ling's words by chance, he nodded slightly in agreement.

Jiang Ling subconsciously moved two steps back, quickly thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

First of all, according to "her" background, she should not know Emperor Kangxi.The Daotai lady just reported her name, and she will run for election next year, so she has nothing to do with Emperor Kangxi.As for Jiang Ling herself, who was the maid of the Jia Mansion, she had seen Emperor Kangxi himself, but at that time Emperor Kangxi was in micro-clothes, so logically speaking, "Jiang Ling's maid" shouldn't know him either.

Besides, what she is playing is a Daotai lady who has never seen the emperor.

After thinking about it, Jiang Ling looked scared and said tremblingly: "You, who are you?"

Suddenly, she felt Lin Daiyu clenched her hand tightly, and when she looked back, she was really shocked.

Lin Daiyu was raised in the boudoir since she was a child, except for the three short-circuits from Yangzhou to Jia's mansion, from Jia's mansion to Yangzhou, and finally from Yangzhou to Jia's mansion, she basically never left the mansion, and never experienced the situation at hand.Therefore, in her eyes, she was going out with her companions, but was stopped by two men who looked like servants, and the maids were not around, so she couldn't help feeling frightened.

Jiang Ling took half a step sideways, blocked Lin Daiyu behind her, and asked with a frown, "Who are you?"

She was a little older than Lin Daiyu, and she was also a little taller by two inches, so she covered most of Lin Daiyu behind her.After a while, she saw Emperor Kangxi in front of her stare blankly, showing a little astonished expression.

The young man with a weak crown next to him coughed softly, and said, "Master Wan... Wan, let's leave first." After saying this, he bowed his hands to them apologetically, and looked at Emperor Kangxi frequently, as if he was a little conflicted.

Emperor Kangxi was noncommittal, his eyes fell on the bead flower on Jiang Ling's temple, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.But after a while, he shifted his gaze to the young man with a weak crown, and said approvingly: "You are right." Then he turned and wanted to leave.

But before leaving, he suddenly turned around again and asked Jiang Ling, "Are you the show girl to be selected next year?"

Jiang Ling was taken aback for a moment, not knowing whether Emperor Kangxi was referring to himself or Lin Daiyu behind him.She glanced sideways at Lin Daiyu, and found that Lin Daiyu was clutching her hand, lowered her head and said nothing, but Emperor Kangxi asked again: "Your beaded flowers and arrow sleeves—forget it, I guess it's not your fault, Let's go." After saying that, he slightly nodded at the young man with a weak crown, and left with him.

Jiang Ling watched Emperor Kangxi come and go, and reached out to touch his arrow sleeve, feeling confused.

Ah, wait.

She remembered that the beaded flowers and arrow sleeves seemed to be a popular style among beautiful women in the past two or three years.In order to let her get used to the identity of the candidate as soon as possible, the nuns often toss and toss her, trying to be the same as the candidate.She has always been too lazy to take care of her clothes and jewelry, so she went with the nuns.Coming out with Mrs. Wang today is naturally the same as in the past.

While thinking wildly, Lin Daiyu suddenly took her hand and asked softly: "Jiang Ling, are you really going to enter the palace to wait for election?"

Jiang Ling nodded meaninglessly.Anyway, she had no interest in Emperor Kangxi, and she entered the palace to be elected only because she had no other way to go, so she complied with Mrs. Wang's wishes in desperation.These days, she would go back to the end of the world from time to time, trying to find some usable plant hormones, but unfortunately, not only did most of the plant hormones she found tasteless, but also the end of the world was always cold and empty, not even half a person could be seen.

Under the balance of the two, she can only choose the one with the least harm, and take every step counts.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling felt a little depressed.

She seems to have wasted a lot of time.

Seeing Jiang Ling depressed, Lin Daiyu thought that she had hit her heart, felt pity in her heart, patted Jiang Ling's hand lightly, and comforted her: "Don't worry, Concubine Jia is probably not a bad person. Long Live, he... ah..." She couldn't go on comforting her.

In this world, there are many concubines with gray hair and few concubines who get what they want, no matter how she comforts Jiang Ling, there are still some regrets.

Jiang Ling let out a sigh of relief: "Let's take a step and see."

Immediately, the two of them returned to the previous color shed according to the way they came.There were more people in the colorful shed, besides the previous ladies and wives, there were also a few more concubines and Belle Fujin, presumably they came to express their condolences when they heard that there was a funeral in the Rongguo Mansion.

Jiang Ling and Lin Daiyu separated, one followed Mrs. Wang, the other followed Jia Yingchun, and sat in the shed for a while.

After a while, a plain white funeral procession came out of the city gate and came here in a mighty manner.Because there was only one Jia Rong in the mansion, Jia Baoyu was also called to drive a horse to clear the way in front of the spirit.When Mrs. Wang saw Jia Baoyu, her complexion softened a little.

Before the funeral procession came to the front, another young man turned around under the shed.

It was a young man of weak talent, he was born in Yushu Zhilan, but he looked a little more refined.Jiang Ling and Lin Daiyu looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

There is no other reason, it is precisely because this young man with a weak crown is the one who followed Emperor Kangxi just now.

The young man with a weak crown took two steps forward, went to the shed, and said Ann to Concubine Yu and Concubine Nan'an.Concubine Nan'an saw the young man, she smiled and said: "It turns out that Shui Rong has also come, it's really complete." After saying that, she gave up the seat beside her, and let the young man with weak crown sit in front of her.

Jiang Ling thought to himself, so he is the king of Beijing, Shui Rong.

King Jing of Beijing is a special character in Dream of Red Mansions, but only a few words are written.

In a short while, King Bei Jing had come before the crowd, saluted the princesses, and spoke modestly. He was indeed a handsome young prince.Mrs. Wang and others also saluted him.Princess Yu smiled and said: "You actually came here in person." Suddenly her complexion changed, her eyes fell on the back of the shed, and she almost got up immediately to salute.But for some reason, she sat down slowly again, and her smile became stiffer.

Standing behind the shed is a 28-year-old man, dressed in coarse cloth, looking inconspicuous.

King Bei Jing also noticed the movement of Princess Yu, so he said vaguely: "Wan...Master Wan passed by by chance." .

Princess Yu gave a light oh, her expression softened slightly.