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

Jiang Ling panted heavily, recalling the rotting creatures just now, and still had lingering fears in his heart.

The scene just now was too real. At that moment, she didn't even have time to think whether she had a dream or was really brought back to the end of the world by that mirror.She looked down at the rhombic mirror in her hand, and at the foot missing a shoe, her face slowly turned pale.

The shoes lost on the soles of the feet, and the headband that fell off while running, all reminded her that it was not a dream.

She really went back to the end of the world, and then returned to the world of Dream of Red Mansions.

But, why is she so clean, without a speck of dust?

Jiang Ling thought about it carefully, and thought it should be because of the white light.The moment she returned to the end of the world just now, and the moment she returned to the red building, she saw a brilliant white light.After the white light passed, you were in another world.If there must be something that can completely clean her body, the only possibility is that strong white light.

She held up the rhombic mirror in her hand, the surface of the mirror was clean, and the light could be seen.

She thought about it again, and carefully poked her head out to see if the maid outside was fast asleep.

It was midnight now, except for the maids who kept watch, most of the others had already gone to bed.After confirming that there was no one outside, Jiang Ling went to the yard outside, grabbed a handful of dust and sprinkled it on his cuffs, then limped (with one shoe missing) back into the house.

Afterwards, she bolted the door carefully, took a deep breath, and pointed the back of the rhombic mirror at herself.

After the familiar intense white light passed, Jiang Ling smelled the rotten smell again.

She opened her eyes and quickly glanced at the ground.There was an embroidered shoe lying on the ground, and it was the one that had just been left behind.The rotten creatures not far away turned around, stared at a pair of rotten eyes, and surrounded her with a wheeze.She shook her cuffs, they were clean, not to mention dust and gravel, not even a single stain could be seen.

It seems that the guess just now was correct, the intense white light just now sterilized her entire body.

After confirming this, Jiang Ling stooped, quickly retrieved the embroidered shoe, and pointed the front of the mirror at himself.Sure enough, at that moment, a strong white light overwhelmed everything.After the white light passed, she returned to the house with a clean embroidered shoe in her hand.

The rhombic mirror was slightly hot.But after a while, the temperature returned to normal.

Jiang Ling took a deep breath, carefully put the Linghua mirror back on the desk, and put the shoes back on.

Although one important problem was solved, more problems followed.

For example, why do other people dream about the past life in their dreams, but she is the only one who really wears back to the previous life?

For example, why her body was cleaned up after one round and one round—wait a minute, the latter question is actually understandable, because the dust on shoes and clothes is very light, so when traveling In time and space, it was left behind.

So back to the first question, why is she the only one who can return to her previous life in real body, but others can't?

Could it be because she is not a native of the Red Chamber?

Jiang Ling thought for a while, but couldn't think of a reason, so he stopped thinking about it.She has always been a person who can see through, otherwise she would not have lived in the last days for ten years.After calming down, she closed her clothes for a while and passed the night like this.

When he got up the next morning, Jiang Ling and another little girl handed over shifts and went back to her little room to catch up on sleep.

According to the housekeeper's wife's instructions a few days ago, she has nothing else to do except to clean Jiamu's room and run errands for Lin Daiyu.She spent most of the night alone last night, so today she has most of the day to rest during the day.

After resting comfortably, Jiang Ling got up and changed, and went back to work in Jiamu's house.

Today, Mother Jia was in a bad mood, and she didn't even eat much tea. After a whole day, there were only three or five teacups here and there. whispering beside them:

"Miss Lin is acting petty again, saying that she refuses to take the medicine, and Zijuan has been persuading her for a long time."

"Could it be that the medicine is too bitter? I heard that the girl just changed the prescription today, and added Coptis chinensis and Snake Gallbladder to it."

"Isn't it?

"Poor Miss Lin, she has to use these bitter medicines all year round. She has suffered a lot at such a young age."

"Second Grandma Lian also said that good medicine tastes bitter, but does good medicine taste bitter?"

"For example, that grandma in Dongfu?..."

"...Shh, don't you want to die?"

The voices of the maids gradually became quieter, as if they had violated a huge taboo.

Jiang Ling listened silently for a while, then arranged the teacups neatly on the shelf, and waited for the water droplets on the cup walls to evaporate slowly.Taking advantage of this spare time, she went to the Bisha cabinet where Lin Daiyu lived, and was going to take back the inkstone used by Miss Lin and clean it.

Unsurprisingly, Lin Daiyu was leaning crookedly on the couch, frowning, staring at the medicine bowl in front of her with an extremely painful expression.

A big servant girl persuaded: "Miss, you'd better use some. When the medicine cools down, I'm afraid it will be more bitter and hard to swallow." Pass it to Lin Daiyu, as if to feed her.

Lin Daiyu frowned, and swallowed the medicinal juice forcefully, her whole face wrinkled into a ball: "Bitter."

Jiang Ling stepped forward and softly asked Miss Lin if she had used the inkstone, Lin Daiyu wrinkled her face, pointed to the inkstone on the desk, and said: "I only used half of the inkstone today, so I don't need to wash it. Let Jiang Ling take a break." After speaking, he smiled at her in a friendly manner.But because the concoction was too bitter, Lin Daiyu slightly bent the corners of her mouth, and her whole face wrinkled into a ball again.

The servant girl coughed lightly: "Girl."

Lin Daiyu begged with a bitter face: "Zicuckoo, Zijuan, can we only eat half of it?"

Zijuan shook her head and insisted: "The good medicine is bitter, the girl is not well yet, so she should use it up."

Lin Daiyu gave a soft oh, with a disappointed expression on her face.She held Zijuan's hand and swallowed two more mouthfuls of the medicine juice. It was too bitter, so she begged: "Good Zijuan, let me rest for a while, just rest for a while, and I will definitely not teach this bowl of medicine to cool down." Understand."

Zijuan was stunned for a moment, thinking that the medicine was indeed surprisingly bitter, so she nodded and asked Lin Daiyu to rest for a while.When Lin Daiyu was free, she waved to Jiang Ling and said, "Jiang Ling, come here, I have something to say to you."

Jiang Ling followed Lin Daiyu's side and called her in a low voice.

Lin Daiyu covered her chest, coughed twice, then took out a small cloth bag from under the pillow, and handed it to Jiang Ling: "I heard a few days ago that a new kind of gold silk was produced in the outer embroidery workshop. Embroidery thread is perfect for fringing handkerchief clothes. Go outside and buy some embroidery thread for me, promise, here is a total of two taels of silver, buy twenty feet of embroidery thread, don't make a mistake. "

After Lin Daiyu finished speaking, she coughed twice again, and said again: "Don't make a mistake."

Jiang Ling answered yes, put the cloth bag carefully in his bosom, and withdrew.She was going to wait until tomorrow morning, when she was not on duty, to tell the woman in charge that she would go out of the house to buy embroidery thread for Lin Daiyu, and make two sets of underwear for herself by the way.The money left by Mrs. Wang earlier has not been touched at all.

What's more, she can take advantage of the leisure time when she is out of the house to go back to the end of the world to find out the truth.

Jiang Ling thought for a while, then blessed Lin Daiyu, bowed and retreated.When she returned to the original room, she saw that the tea cups on the shelf had dripped dry and had been thoroughly steamed, so she carefully took the tea cups down, put them on the tray, and took the tray to leave.

Suddenly, she heard a crisp laugh next to her:

"The matter of Grandma Rong... probably... Uncle Rong just..."

sizzle.

Jiang Ling paused for a moment, then walked forward as if nothing had happened.Based on the principle that more things are worse than less things, she carried the teacup and tray and walked past the two little maids.The two little maids were huddled under the shelf, wiping the corners of the table with a rag, discussing things in the East Mansion without restraint, they really seemed like two people who were not afraid of death.

Jiang Ling went out with an empty tea cup without looking sideways, and handed it to Pearl in Mother Jia's room.

After doing all this, Jiang Ling had nothing to do.Tonight Lin Daiyu changed the Zijuan vigil in her yard, so she went back to her room and slept comfortably.It wasn't until Dianmao the next day that I lazily got up, tidied up, and went out to buy embroidery thread.

This was the first time Jiang Ling set foot on the street behind Jia's Mansion Gate, and it was also the first time she went to the embroidery workshop in the city.

The last time Jiang Ling went to the street was the day she had just entered the Dream of the Red Chamber, her clothes were ragged, her eyes were full of stars, and she had no time to see the world.This time she managed to get out of the mansion, so she intentionally slowed down her pace, wanting to take a closer look at the customs of the world.

Slowly, Jiang Ling felt something was wrong.

Most of the men on this street wear long robes and mandarin jackets, and the colors of their clothes are all in accordance with the Qing Dynasty.

As for the women on the street, half of them are wearing flag dresses, with straight tops and bottoms, which are very easy to identify.

Jiang Ling has been living in Jia's mansion these days, besides the wives and ladies, there are only maids who serve the wives and ladies, and he has never seen a servant.Jia Baoyu lived in Jia's mother's yard, but Jia Baoyu had to go to school during the day and sleep outside at night, which was different from Jiang Ling's working hours, so Jiang Ling didn't have the opportunity to observe the servants around him.This, this, this...

This weird world of Red Mansions seems to have been ruled by the Qing Dynasty.

Jiang Ling observed the flow of people on the street for a while, and felt a faint murmur in his heart.But she still remembered Lin Daiyu's instructions, so she asked where the embroidery workshop was, walked to the embroidery workshop with her money, and bought twenty feet of gold silk embroidery thread.

When she was about to leave the embroidery workshop, she froze there for a moment.

A woman in flag dress came out of the embroidery workshop, the second leader, at the bottom of a flower pot, and the maid beside her lowered her eyebrows and called her "Fu Jin".