Seeing Fu Shi's servile and humble look, Jia Heng felt a little unhappy, but he also knew that this was a characteristic of this era. Wouldn't it be the same even in future generations?
"Let Fu Tong be sentenced." Jia Heng said slowly with cold eyes.
In fact, for Fu Shi, if we go by the records in the original work of Red Mansions, he seems to have done nothing serious except for the problem of climbing on dragons and attached to phoenixes. But this is the first eighty chapters, and the rest of the story... I don't know.
It is reflected in the name, Fu Shizhe, who tends to be popular, and Qiufangzhe, the fragrant grass of autumn.
According to the original work, Fu Shenzang had a concern, that is, he wanted to marry his sister to Baoyu, so he asked two women to come over to check Baoyu's character.
"I feel that in Dream of Red Mansions, as long as a woman is a woman, she is inextricably related to Baoyu, and Miaoyu... actually likes Baoyu? She gives Baoyu the cup she usually drinks from, but the book clearly... There is no foreshadowing." Jia Heng's expression was gloomy, and there was something strange in his heart.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the hall was dull, Jia Zheng tried to change the subject and liven up the atmosphere. He smiled and said: "Ziyu, just now the old lady said that she wanted you to go to Rongqing Hall for dinner together."
Jia Heng thought for a while, and also wanted to wait for an opportunity to ask Jia Mu about the deposed prince. He nodded and said, "Second master, go ahead. I will go there after I take a shower and change clothes."
Fu Shi received a "tip" from Jia Heng. With a flattering smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "Then don't bother Uncle Heng."
Jia Heng's face was as calm as black water and he said: "Fu Tongpan, please go."
Fu Shi saluted again, and as he spoke, he and Jia Zheng left the Ningguo Mansion.
Looking at the man's leaving figure, Jia Heng's expression was silent, and his eyes gradually became darker.
But at this moment, the bead curtain "clattered", but it was Qingwen who stepped out from behind the curtain and walked to Jia Heng. Her pretty jade face was thoughtful, her cherry lips moved and said: "Master, I am not happy. Is this the person?"
Jia Heng turned to look at Qingwen, sizing up the girl, who was wearing an azure double-breasted jacket and a plain white pleated skirt. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that the little girl was a little more graceful.
Jia Hengdao made a pun and said: "Some people, even if they are the sixth-rank officials of the imperial court, have softer bones than slaves, but some people, even if they are maids, have bones as hard as a prince's daughter. A maid's body, Miss heart."
Fu Shi, in terms of character, is not as good as Qingwen.
When Qingwen heard this, she knew that she was praising herself. She felt ashamed and happy at the same time. A blush crept onto her pretty face and she said angrily: "What a maid's body and young lady's heart. Are you praising me or hurting me?" "
Jia Heng said with a smile in his eyes: "What do you think?"
Qingwen turned her head away and snorted, her childlike and charming face was slightly flushed, she wrung her hands and said softly: "Young Master... I can't understand what you are saying."
Jia Heng smiled, stepped forward and took Qingwen's little hand, and said softly: "Then don't think about it, come take a bath with me."
The meaning of the words was to let Qingwen take care of the bath, but when it fell in Qingwen's ears, she misinterpreted the meaning. She felt her heart trembling wildly, her body was half stiff, and Xia Fei's cheeks were filled with mist. His bright eyes flashed, and he responded softly, "Yeah."
When she came back from Qingxu Temple, she hadn't bathed yet...
Walking to the side room, I didn't mention how the master and servant took a bath.
But it was said that Fu Shi left Ningguo Mansion, walked to the corridor, turned around and saluted Jia Zheng solemnly, and said: "Dong Weng, just now, I would like to thank Dong Weng for making peace with me."
Jia Zheng sighed and said: "Fu Tongpan, I think you heard what Ziyu meant just now. Even if you can get away with it this time, it will be hard to say next time."
Fu Shi said with a wry smile, "Dong Weng, although the student may not be considered to be upright and have a clean breeze on his sleeves, he cannot do things that are harmful to nature and unconscionable."
Jia Zheng was silent for a moment and said: "As long as you have an idea, that's all. Let's not talk about this for now. Let's go to Xifu for dinner first."
Fu Shi responded calmly and sighed in his heart. Who would have thought that such an extraordinary person could come out of the Jia family?
With a tough hand and an extraordinary mind, it's no wonder that he has risen to great heights and is so highly regarded by today.
Just now, looking at Dong Weng's posture, this uncle Heng, as a concubine, actually suppressed the face of the Xi Mansion.
"We'll see what happens to the precious jade later. It's really not possible. It wouldn't be a bad idea to be a concubine for that uncle Heng... Well, let's take a look again."
Thinking of this, Fu Shi felt a little irritable, according to his thoughts.
Even if his sister cannot be the head wife, she should at least be a concubine to a marquis or a bogeyman, a third-class Yunhui general...
However, he has become an old girl at this age, and his family background as a junior official in Jingzhao is looked down upon.
It's really frustrating...
In Rongguo Mansion, in Jia Mu's courtyard, it was said that Daiyu returned to her wing and sat on Xiangfei's bamboo couch with the support of Xueyan and Zicuckoo. The girl took off her shoes and socks, lifted up the hem of her skirt, and appeared A pair of smooth and flawless, small and cute feet, like tender water chestnuts, soaked in warm water, the toes are like jade bamboo shoots, young and white, and the nails are painted with impatiens juice, which makes them look a bit playful.
"Miss Lin went hiking with Uncle Heng?" Zijuan said while washing Daiyu's feet: "Uncle Heng, it's true. The girl is so weak. How can I be so tired?"
Daiyu played with a sachet in her hand, chuckled, and said softly: "It's not my fault, Brother Heng. I'm going to go with you. The scenery above is indeed different, but my body is a little weaker. Sister Yun and Third Sister who went up are both fine."
Zijuan smiled, raised her eyes to look at Daiyu, and said softly: "I didn't blame him at all. It's a shame that the girl still protected him."
Daiyu: "..."
Zicuckoo said softly: "Uncle Heng was so kind to the girl in Sanqing Hall, but he never thought that the girl was weaker."
Daiyu sighed quietly, her starry eyes flashed, and said, "He is so kind to everyone."
Sometimes, people are like this, even if they don't have other thoughts, they always hope that they are special.
Zijuan: "..."
What exactly this meant was something she didn't understand.
"Third sister, sister Yun, he also loves and cares a lot. Even he is very good to the second brother Bao." Daiyu explained, clearly feeling that there was some ambiguity just now, she lowered her bright eyes slightly, and played with the drops with her delicate hands. With a strand of hair on his front, he said softly: "The servants in the house gossiped that he was a lonely person with a heart of stone, but in fact he was cold on the outside and hot on the inside."
Zijuan couldn't help but smile and said: "Uncle Heng has always been broad-minded, and he treats the girl as a younger sister. Didn't he persuade the girl to write a letter to home today?"
Daiyu said softly: "Yes."
Zicuckoo whispered: "What did the girl see when she climbed the mountain? And how did the girl get down?"
Daiyu's starry eyes flashed and she said: "After looking at waterfalls, mountains and forests for a while, a woman carried me down. Sister Yun asked Brother Heng to carry me down, but he didn't answer."
A lot of things are, I can do without this feature, but you can't live without it.
Of course, the description of Daiyu's mentality here may not be very appropriate, but a little girl of this age definitely hopes that her elders and brothers will pay more attention and warm eyes to her, which is understandable.
When Zicuckoo heard this, she was startled, her face changed, and she said anxiously: "Hey, my girl, can you carry her randomly? If the uncle carries the girl on his back, where should he hug her?"
When Daiyu heard this, she also raised her starry eyes. She was surprised at first, then condensed, but then she suddenly realized, yes, if he carried her, where would he hold her?
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but it just makes me feel stiff when I move it.
Zijuan said in a clear voice: "Girl, this Uncle Heng is really respectable."
When Daiyu heard this, her delicate body trembled, and her beautiful and bright face could be both angry and happy.
Zicuckoo looked around and saw that there was no mother-in-law around. She lowered her voice and said softly: "It's not that I talk too much about the girl. The girl is getting older day by day. Last month, she came to Hong, and she is also a big girl. You should know something... Not to mention other things, Mr. Bao sometimes comes over recklessly. Although I often stop him, there may be times when I can't stop him. The girl herself should know how to avoid taboos... Otherwise, in the future, How can I allow this?"
Daiyu's heart trembled when she heard Zicuckoo's words, her white face turned red with embarrassment, and she said shyly: "Good sister, stop talking, I...I understand."
Zicuckoo said softly: "Girl, as for Mr. Bao, I will have to avoid it from now on. The future is long."
When Daiyu heard this, she was both moved and ashamed, with tears in her eyes. She couldn't help but quickly recalled everything she had done with Baoyu in her heart. After she found that there was nothing inappropriate, she breathed a sigh of relief.
It has to be said that although Daiyu and Baoyu grew up together at this moment, there was actually no love between men and women. It was not until Lin Ruhai's death that Daiyu gradually fell into love.
Zijuan chuckled and said: "No matter what happens with the second master in the future, the girl must take care of her own body. Besides, the second master's temper is still a child now."
Daiyu's eyes flashed, she shook her head slightly and said, "Brother Bao and I... I only regard him as my elder brother."
Zijuan smiled and said, "It's true that I have such an elder brother who is indeed more diligent than my younger brother."
When Daiyu heard this, she gave Zicuckoo an angry look and said softly: "Although Brother Bao is a little stubborn, he doesn't have a bad mind. He has always been... very good to me."
As Baoyu himself said, from childhood to adulthood, he always had a share, and if necessary, he would give Daiyu a share. If there was any trouble, he would always be there to take care of her.
Zijuan sighed, hesitated, and said, "Girl, men are afraid of getting into the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man..."
Daiyu said in embarrassment, "Good sister, stop talking about it. That happened so far ago. If you mention it again, I will get annoyed."
Because Zijuan had just said some thoughtful words, Daiyu didn't feel embarrassed and acted like a wealthy lady.
At this moment, I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but Shu Shu was standing under the eaves of the corridor and called out: "Miss Lin, is Sister Zijuan in the house?"
The snow goose guarding the door walked out from behind the screen and said with a smile: "Why are you here? The girl is in the house. Come with me."
With that said, he led Tanchun's maidservant into the inner room of the wing.
The servant smiled and said: "Sister Zijuan, the third girl asked me to bring me some medicinal wine for bruises. Uncle Heng said that this medicinal wine was prepared by himself. It can relax the muscles and activate the muscles and joints, remove blood and remove blood clots. If there is any pain, just pour it into the palm of your hand." , apply it, it will be refreshing and cool.”
Zicuckoo stepped forward to take it and said with a smile, "Thank you."
The servant smiled and said, "Then I'll go back and reply first."
"How about having a cup of tea before we go?"
"No more drinks. Our girl is still waiting for my reply." The waiter seemed to have a bit of a probing temperament. He was cheerful and left with a smile.
Zicuckoo took the medicinal wine, turned back, and said with a smile: "Girl, I will apply this medicinal wine for you."
Daiyu responded gently and used the azalea to apply the medicinal wine. It was as refreshing and cool as the waiter had just said.
"How do you feel, girl?" Zijuan asked softly.
Daiyu said softly: "Put this medicinal wine on, it will be much better."
Zicuckoo smiled and said, "As long as you feel better, girl."
Not to mention that the master and servant were talking about themselves.
But there was another pair of masters and servants. In the side room, Jia Heng was taking off his outer clothes. He looked at Qingwen who was holding her own clothes in a corner and asked curiously: "Why did you take your clothes too?" coming?"
Qingwen's cheeks turned crimson and she said with embarrassment, "Young Master didn't just say that..."
But he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake just now. Fortunately, he was confused all the way and the heaven and man were fighting for a long time.
Jia Heng's expression paused slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Qingwen's flushed and charming face. He thought for a moment and chuckled, "Come here."
He wasn't worried about anything. His concentration was still enough. He was just worried about Qingwen... Well, don't delay your studies.
Qingwen: "..."
Qingwen held the hem of her skirt and gently moved closer. Her cheeks were as white as snow and blushed. She lowered her head and turned to Jia Heng. She rustled and unbuttoned the brocade buttons on her clothes, her pink lips He trembled and said in a trembling voice: "Master, I..."
After all, I feel a little embarrassed and don’t know what to do.
Jia Heng stepped forward and held Qingwen's slender pussy, gently hugged the girl into his arms, and whispered, "Okay, come here."
When Qingwen heard the words, she turned her face as hot as fire, her bright eyes full of charm, and faced those pair of clear eyes. She saw that the young man had gently leaned over, her curved eyelashes could not help but tremble, and she closed them. Eyes.
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After bathing, Jia Heng changed into a Shu-collar brocade robe and straightened his clothes in front of the bronze mirror. His face remained calm. There were no water stains around the tub behind him. The bath he just took was actually very clean.
Qingwen also changed into a light red dress, she was beautiful and soft, her hair was combed into a bun with airy bangs, her charming face was still a bit bright and bright red, and she lowered a pair of bright eyes that could not be opened, giving Jia Heng put on his rhinoceros belt and said, "Sir, are you going to Xifuli later?"
"Well, let's go have a meal at the old lady's place." Jia Heng chuckled and said, "Originally, I want to take you there, but after thinking about it, Baoyu is probably still there, forget it, forget it."
Qingwen couldn't help laughing when she heard this.
Jia Heng smiled and said: "If you don't talk about Baoyu, it's his mother. Last time you ridiculed her a few words, I guess she blamed you. Of course, we are not afraid of her. Even if you can't see her, you won't see her." That’s it.”
Hearing this, Qingwen nodded and chuckled, "Originally, I couldn't see her even though we were separated by two houses."
Jia Heng couldn't help but rub Qingwen's bangs, and suddenly chuckled, and said: "By the way, Qingwen, you go back and talk to Aunt Cai, and just tell me what I ordered, and raise your monthly salary to two taels of silver." , let the little girl buy some delicious and fun things."
Although he just asked Qingwen to take a bath and did nothing, Qingwen still had to give her a promise, which was a reassurance, otherwise the little girl might not think what she would do when she went back.
Qingwen's eyes were filled with moisture and her heart trembled. She immediately put her arms around Jia Heng's waist and whispered softly: "Young Master..."
"I'll take you into my room after two years. It's better to read and write well now." Jia Heng turned around, hugged Qingwen gently, and said warmly: "And...you haven't grown up yet. Yes, you look a little too thin, so I’ll ask the kitchen to make some squab soup, and eat more egg custard in the morning.”
This is the time when you are growing taller, so add more protein and vitamins.
"Ah..." When Qingwen heard this, her delicate body trembled, and her heart was filled with embarrassment. However, she remembered her charm just now, and her heart beat continuously.
Just one word flashed quietly in my heart, "Yeah?"
Jia Heng smiled, held his little hand and said, "Okay, let's go."
