[Red Mansion + Liaozhai] Furong repays her kindness

Although the Fan family is not a prominent family, they also have some foundations. Although they are all separated, they are of the same root.As a result, the family was exhausted physically and mentally. On the third day, Mrs. Fan couldn't take it anymore and fell ill in bed.

Fan Jijiu froze, gritted his teeth, and said, "Eleven Niang is seriously ill, God will not pity my husband and wife, and even lost my beloved daughter, prepare for the funeral, and mourn."

In order to cover up the fact that Fan Shiniang had fled privately, the funeral was very grand, and everyone sent letters. Yuanyuan even wrote a letter to Lin Daiyu to express her feelings. It is a pity that she went so early because she didn't want to waste her time.

Lin Daiyu sighed for a while, and wrote two poems of falling flowers to return to her, which was also pity.

No matter how beautiful the aftermath is, it can't hide that Fan Shiniang died unmarried. She cannot be buried in the Fan family's ancestral grave and placed in the ancestral hall to enjoy the incense of future generations.Therefore, Mrs. Fan spent a lot of money, wanting to talk to several senior elders in the Tong family, hoping to give her daughter a place to live.

I don't want to run into a wall with the patriarch. The patriarch is a direct branch of the Fan family. Maybe you don't know, just one sentence, she was young and unlucky, if she is gone, she will be gone, don't bring the other Miss Fan's family to trouble."

Mrs. Fan's eyes were red, and she almost went up to fight.

The patriarch's wife said again, "You are still a poor girl now, don't force my master to open the ancestral hall, and there is no one to enshrine the ancestral daughter."

After receiving such harsh words from the patriarch's wife, Mrs. Fan took a deep breath, got into her own carriage and fell down, beating her chest and crying, "Which one did something wrong in my life to give birth to such a daughter."

The sisters-in-law also poured cold water on them, and the elder sister-in-law said, "I also advise my brothers and sisters not to do useless efforts. Is it possible that you only have eleven mothers and one daughter? Besides, my tenth mother and the fourth eldest's ninth mother are both When it comes to marriage, although she is not as good-looking as Eleven Niang, she is still a clean daughter's family. Is it possible that she will not be able to get married or marry far away for Eleven Niang? Even if her brother gets married, she will also suffer She's tired."

Mrs. Fan has another eldest son from a concubine and a twelfth mother from a concubine.Having said that, he had no choice but to give up. He only found a place with good Fengshui on the outskirts of the city, and made it a tomb for Fan Shiniang.

Where is Fan Shiniang?

On that day, Yinyou bewitched Fan Shiniang to her Temple of Mo Chou, and when she invited all the Taoist nuns out of the temple, Miaoqing, the most powerful little Taoist girl under her command, smiled and said, "Why did the temple master find such a girl so well? We Which sister is better than her color."

Yinchou said, "What you need to know is that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. When I take care of her, even if you have more color than her, you will not be as talented in poetry and writing."

The Taoist nuns all laughed and said, "The host actually found a talented woman back, let's see how she is both good at sex and art."

Yinchou has her own way of maintaining herself. In addition to taking soup orally, she soaks Fan Shiniang's face with various herbs and keeps her closed. disperse.

Fan Shiniang was in a daze, and she did what Yinchou said, and she did what she said, and she did everything she could. It was like January, before she got rid of her haggard and sick face, Yinchou took a Taoist robe and put it on for her, and tied her hair on top of her head into a bun. The appearance of a wealthy lady in the past is actually even better, refined and moving.

What's more, her every move is elegant and generous, full of bookishness, don't worry about how many people are not as good as she is.Yinchou pushed her out, and Fuchen pointed to several Taoist nuns one by one, "Are you convinced now?"

"Guanzhu Huiyan, we are really convinced, but what is the name of this senior sister?" Miao Qing said.

Yinyou pondered for a moment and said, "How good is Miaoxuan? In the Tang Dynasty, there was a Yuxuanji Fang whose name was the original broadcaster. It's okay to lend her the word Xuan. I like her sentence the most. It's easy to get a priceless treasure, but it's rare to have a lover."

Fan Shiniang only felt that she was trapped in a mist, like a dream, but she didn't want to hear a mysterious mystery at this time, but she couldn't help but shuddered, her mind was clear, and everyone in front of her said she was a Taoist nun, but they were all in a coquettish state , The appearance of spring flowers.

It is natural for a Taoist nun to be beautiful, and the most beautiful Taoist nun is Taizhen.If Fan Shiniang was a market daughter, she would have guessed that Mo Chouguan, where she was, had the most beautiful Taoist nun in Yangzhou City.

After laughing and laughing for a while, Yin said sadly, "Miaoxuan has recovered his body, let you rest for a few days, then I will personally teach you the method of cultivation.

He also ordered several Taoist nuns to copy books or play the piano, and took Miaoqing to give lectures to several Taoist friends.

At this moment, Fan Shiniang's daze when she was just waking up faded away, and she ran away from home with the Taoist nun who caused sorrow like a demon. It took such a long time for a month, and she didn't know what the wife at home should be in a hurry.

Thinking of this, she wanted to bid farewell to Yinchou and go home, even if her parents beat and scolded her, she would kneel down and beg her parents to forgive her.Unexpectedly, she asked a few Taoist nuns where Yinchou was giving lectures. The Taoist nuns covered their mouths but smiled silently. Only the last Taoist nun secretly pointed to the diagonally opposite yard.

Although Fan Shiniang felt that it was not good to disturb her and give a lecture, she was anxious and walked quickly to the courtyard. The rooms on both sides were silent, and there were two little girls guarding the door of the main room.

Not wanting to enter the house, there was no one there, there were curtains hanging on the left and right, and there were faint voices. Fan Shiniang listened carefully for a while, and there seemed to be a distressing voice on the left, so she gently lifted the curtains, thinking that what she saw was unsightly.

It was actually a wealthy young man holding Miaoqing down and doing that nasty thing, sitting on the edge of the bed with his eyes closed, talking in his mouth without knowing what.Fan Shiniang was startled at first, then blushed with embarrassment, and ran out in a hurry.

Yingchou on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, and where could she go? Maybe she thought she could escape from Wuzhishan.

Fan Shiniang is not a stupid person, she has studied poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child.

Since Mo Chou Taoist Temple is such a filthy place, it's probably not a good way to attract sorrow, and I'm afraid I won't let myself out.She lost her composure a few times before, and her parents have already been ashamed. How can she fall into this again, she must keep her innocence.

The will to die was born for a moment, and the worst outcome for a mortal would be death. When she thought this way, she was fearless, aroused all kinds of ambitions, and forced herself to calmly search for escape routes.

Mo Chou didn't have a great view, so she walked back and forth a few times, but she found the gate, the gate was wide open, and outside was the busy streets, very lively.She was about to go out, and put one hand on her shoulder, making a charming smile, "Where is Miaoxuan going? This is going the wrong way."

Seeing the door, how could Fan Shiniang pay attention to her, and ran to the door desperately, shouting, "Help, murderer, help!"

People on the street gathered here to watch, and most of the people living nearby knew that Mo Chouguan was in the business of flesh and blood, and a woman spit, "Could it be that she forced her into prostitution? It's unbearable to see how miserable this little lady is." of."

Fan Shiniang had already fled to the street at this time, and she was stopped by the crowd after chasing her worryingly. The onlookers all said, "Since you shouted to kill someone, don't you want to run away?" Someone said that they had already reported to the police, It is not allowed to abscond in fear of crime.

After running half a street, Fan Shiniang was exhausted and fell to the ground, almost being crushed by a passing carriage.

The coachman hurriedly reined in the horse, and a female voice said in the car, "What's wrong with you? You've shocked the young lady. See if I won't go back and report to Uncle Zhong."

Seeing that the previous one had stopped, the carriage in the back also stopped by the side of the road. When two women got off, seeing Fan Shiniang lying on the ground, they hurriedly asked the driver in a low voice, "But you hit someone?"

The coachman said wrongly, "No, she suddenly fell in front of my car, but luckily the car is going slowly."

"Is that person hurt? Give her some money to see a doctor." Another female voice sounded from the car. Fan Shiniang sounded familiar, soft and childish.

The mother-in-law hurried back to find out, one helped Fan Shiniang up, and the other stuffed a piece of silver into her hand, but Fan Shiniang refused to take it, looked behind her nervously, and went around the carriage to continue running.

When she didn't want to go to the carriage, the girl inside opened a slit to look out, and said in surprise, "Isn't this Miss Fan!"

Xueyan has become more courageous in recent days, but she is still a little dumbfounded. She saw Eleven Niang when Lin Daiyu was filial piety, and she recognized her right now. However, Miss Fan just went to the funeral a few days ago, so she was so lively it's here.

Seeing that Xueyan was quite frightened, Lin Daiyu comforted her, "There are similarities between people, so don't take it to heart."

Fan Shiniang was stopped by Xueyan's shout, she turned her head and looked at Xueyan, she suddenly felt blessed and recognized that she was a girl from the Lin family. Taking a gamble, he raised his voice and said, "Is Miss Lin in the car? I'm Eleven Niang, please save my life."

After all, I dare not say my name, for fear of insulting my family.

She could have been comforted by similarities, but now she claims to be Eleven Niang, maybe she has seen a ghost, Xueyan rolled her eyes and almost fainted, Okra pinched her tightly, and she was relieved .

But Lin Daiyu calmed down and replied, "How can you prove that you are Eleven Niang, and why should I save my life?"

The two wives were about to ask their servants to pull her away. Fan Shiniang was so anxious that she shed tears, read a few lines from Lin Daiyu's filial piety, and said quickly, "I remember that Miss Lin also has a maid. My name is Yishuang, she recognizes me, and knows something about cause and effect, is she in the car?"

Of course Yishuang was not in the car.

When Lin Daiyu heard her talk about Yishuang, she probably believed her, took a peek and found that it was Fan Shiniang, and hurriedly told her mother-in-law, "Mom, quickly help this girl into the car."

How could the mother-in-law dare to let Fan Shiniang get into Lin Daiyu's car, and helped her to the one behind, Fan Shiniang climbed into the car with all hands and feet, shivering and shivering.

The carriage reversed and made a detour, when Yinchou caught up, the carriage was almost at Lin's house, and there were several family guards around, so it was difficult to do anything again.

She was not in a hurry to have new or old grudges, and sneered, "Let's see when your father dies, and I'll take you back to Mo Chou Temple to be a Taoist nun."

Lin Daiyu only felt the cool wind hit the back of her neck, and sneezed involuntarily.