Rongguo Mansion, Baoyu Courtyard,
Since being beaten the day before yesterday, Baoyu has been lying on the bed recovering from his injuries. It has been two days, and he is no longer pale and weak. When Sheyue finished applying the medicine and covered himself with the brocade quilt again, Baoyu's face became much rosier.
Baoyu turned to look at Sheyue and sighed: "I'm sorry for you. I was beaten into confusion that day. I didn't have to blame it on you."
She Yue put the golden medicine in her hand aside, forced a smile, turned around and picked up the tea cup, and while pouring the tea, she said: "What did the second master say? Can I still hold a grudge against the second master? It's just that the second master Don't offend me anymore. Even if you don't like reading, you should pretend to be a student. You can say that you like reading, so that you and your wife will be happier. If you can't read well, others won't be able to tell. What did it come from?"
Baoyu stared at She Yue blankly, feeling warm and warm in his heart. He felt that the words he used to disagree with were no longer so harsh.
At this moment, Qiu Wen entered the room and whispered: "Second Master, eldest girl, second girl, third girl, Miss Yun and Miss Lin are here to see Second Master."
Because Baoyu was injured, it was difficult for several people to come over in the first two days. At this time, Baoyu's injury became more stable, and several people came to visit.
At this time, in the small hall outside, Yuanchun, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xiangyun, and Daiyu opened the cotton curtain, entered the inner compartment, and looked at Baoyu lying on the soft couch.
"Brother Ai." Xiangyun called first, then came closer and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Baoyu saw a crowd of warblers and swallows, and the air was mixed with various fragrant fragrances. He almost felt sad, and said with tears in his eyes: "Sister Yun, I'm fine. Third sister, sister Lin, why are you here?" ?”
As he spoke, he cast his gaze on Daiyu's face, feeling that the face he had been so close to in the past seemed much stranger. Facing those bright autumn eyes, he opened his mouth, as if to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, nothing came out. Not a word could come out of my mouth.
Yuanchun looked at Baoyu, smiled softly, and said, "They come here to see you."
Several people sat down in the room one after another. After all, they were all kind-hearted girls, and they did not alienate or dislike Baoyu. Especially when they saw Baoyu's miserable appearance, they couldn't bear it.
Xiangyun said: "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Brother Ai is injured, so it's not easy to go out and have fun together."
Baoyu sighed and said, "The master hit me hard this time."
At this time, Yuanchun asked the maid in Baoyu's house to prepare melon and fruit tea, and said: "This time I have learned a lesson and gained wisdom. When the injury is healed, I will go to the school to study. Don't stay in the backyard. Master's side My anger has not gone away yet."
Baoyu remembered Sheyue's advice and said hurriedly: "That's what I thought. When the injury is healed, I will go to study."
Hearing this, Xiangyun covered his chest, with a bright smile on Apple's round face, and said, "Amitabha, it seems that my love for brother has really improved this time."
When Yuanchun heard this, his beautiful face was also filled with joy. God is pitiful, how rare it is to be able to say such words from Baoyu's mouth.
"You're right to think so." Yuanchun said softly.
Only Daiyu and Tanchun looked at each other, and they both saw a bit of "insincerity" in each other's eyes.
A country is easy to change, but a person's nature is hard to change. If a person's nature is changed with a beating, there will be fewer unruly and rebellious people in the world.
Xiren followed the maids and stood behind the pink and white hairpin, leaning against the curtain. Hearing the words, he frowned and looked at the young man lying on the bed. He shook his head secretly and thought, "Two What kind of temper I have, it’s impossible to change it just because of a beating... She Yue probably taught me this."
Baoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the "overjoyed" expressions of the sisters around him. He glanced at Sheyue secretly and thought to himself, these words are indeed useful.
Everyone talked for a while.
Baoyu asked with a smile: "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Did our ancestors make any arrangements?"
Tanchun said: "Second sister-in-law Lian is in charge. There are banquets in the two mansions on the left and right. My ancestor is not feeling well and doesn't want to go there. He wants to hold some banquets in the Xifu and entertain some female relatives of the same clan."
In fact, it was because of Baoyu that Jia's mother was very angry when she saw Jia Zheng. She didn't sleep for two nights and felt a little uncomfortable.
Baoyu sighed: "I'm afraid I won't be able to go."
"It doesn't matter, let She Yue lead us up to the attic and watch the fireworks." Yuanchun said softly.
Baoyu nodded.
Tanchun said: "Today, I met Ping'er and heard from her that Sister-in-law Lian and Brother Heng were discussing the matter of building a garden in the mansion after next year. They said that the gardens of the East and West mansions should be connected together. A big garden.”
Baoyu frowned, and with a thought in his mind, he asked, "Third sister said about the garden. Does the mansion want to build a garden?"
If the garden is together and he is studying in the school, he is afraid that he will miss a lot of excitement.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel regretful. Even if he had to bite the bullet and not go to school, he wouldn't...
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel irritated.
Yuan Chun said: "I heard about such a thing before."
Tan Chun asked with a smile: "Eldest sister is in the princess's mansion. I think the princess's mansion also has pavilions and pavilions, and you can see every step you take."
Yuanchun said softly: "The princess's mansion occupies a vast area and has deep gardens. The regulations are very different from those of the princes' homes like mine."
Tan Chunying's eyes flashed under his beautiful eyebrows, and he asked: "I wonder what kind of person the eldest princess is, a noble person like Tianhuang? Are you approachable to get along with? Big sister should be gone in two days, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Xiangyun, Daiyu, and Yingchun all looked at Yuanchun, and even Baoyu cast a curious look.
Yuan Chun didn't know what he was thinking of. Xue Ni's face turned slightly red and her voice trembled slightly as she said, "The eldest princess of Jinyang..."
Just as he was about to speak, he heard the servant say: "Miss, my wife is here."
Not long after, Mrs. Wang came from outside with a few nuns. She looked at the people and listened to the sound of greetings. Her indifferent expression softened a little. She turned to look at Baoyu and said, "Is Baoyu feeling better?"
Baoyu was a little afraid to respond for a moment and said: "My body is fine."
Mrs. Wang nodded, glanced at She Yue, and said: "I won't talk about you either. Take good care of yourself. The old lady and the master are not very happy because of your matter."
Yuan Chun said: "Mom, Baoyu has made some progress. Just now he said he would go back to school to study."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wang's face showed joy. She looked around at everyone and asked, "Did you really say that just now?"
Tan Chun said softly: "We all heard it just now."
At this time, Mrs. Wang felt happy, patted Baoyu on the shoulder, her eyes were kind and gentle, and said: "My son, you can see that you have really made progress."
At this moment, Baoyu could only smile bitterly in his heart when he saw the expectant looks around him.
After everyone finished looking at Baoyu, they dispersed. Mrs. Wang and Yuan Chun walked along the corridor, followed by several maids and wives from a distance.
"Big girl." Mrs. Wang turned to look at the girl beside her and asked, "Brother Heng, what do you think? Or do you want Baoyu to kneel in the ancestral hall?"
Hearing this, Yuanchun shook his head and said, "Brother Heng has made up his mind about this matter and will not allow it to happen again."
Mrs. Wang's expression changed, she sighed, and asked: "I just saw that your brother has grown up now. If he kneels in the ancestral hall, it may hinder his ability to go to school and gain fame. Go and ask, Heng." What is my brother’s plan for Baoyu’s future? Should he pursue a career in literature or martial arts? We can’t really just let him go, right?”
Yuan Chun frowned, sighed, and felt a little depressed, and said, "Mom, I can only say, go and find out what Brother Heng is saying. I don't know what to say."
Although Mrs. Wang was dissatisfied, she had no choice but to say: "Let's go check the tone first."
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At the end of the afternoon, Jia Heng left the eldest princess's residence in Jinyang. He was afraid that Princess Xianning and the young princess would find out, so he excused himself to have something to do and went straight back home without even meeting each other.
Because I’ve finished clicking, I don’t feel as invigorated today as I did in the past.
It was nearly the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the gates of Ningguo Mansion and the eaves and pillars were decorated with splendid curtains, lanterns were brilliant, candles were bright, and the male and female servants were carrying various gifts in and out.
After Jia Heng returned home, he had just sat down in the study outside, reading the account books he brought from the princess's house. Suddenly, his heart moved. He saw Qingwen twisting Yangliu's waist and coming close, holding a teapot and pouring it. While drinking tea, he asked: "Sir, why are you back so early today?"
Jia Heng said: "There is not much business in the Yamen today."
Qingwen came closer and picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and suddenly smelled an aroma and a familiar smell. Liu Yeye frowned, handed the tea cup over, and said, "Young master, the smell of powder is so heavy on your body."
Jia Heng put down the account book, looked calm, and asked doubtfully: "Is there any? Maybe it's the smell of the sachet."
Qingwen curled her lips and said, "Master, go take a bath and change your clothes first, and be careful to let others see you."
Jia Heng nodded and said calmly: "I've called someone to prepare hot water."
In fact, it was difficult to hide it from Qingwen. Whether it was the blood stains on her back or the clues in her inner clothes, Qingwen knew a little bit about the people and could not know anything about it.
Qingwen pursed her pink lips, hesitated to speak, and said: "Young Master, the official position has become bigger and bigger recently. I couldn't care about the external affairs, but the eldest grandma is gentle and kind, as people say , It’s not easy to have a wife when you’re rich, it’s not easy to make friends when you’re rich, in short, you just need to be aware of it, young master.”
Hearing this, Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Qingwen, sizing up the girl's melon-seed face, which was becoming more and more charming and charming. The greenness seemed to have faded away, and the eyes under the willow leaves' thin eyebrows were crystal clear.
When Qingwen met those calm eyes, she thought Jia Heng was annoyed, and felt a little flustered in her heart. She said awkwardly, "Young master, if you don't like to hear it, just pretend that I didn't say it."
Jia Heng smiled and said happily: "Why don't you like to hear it? It shows that my Qingwen is really grown up and sensible."
Qingwen could speak for Ke Qing, and he was surprised but also a little happy.
Qingwen's heart calmed down slightly, but when she met the eyes that suddenly looked like "like a father and a brother", she felt a little ashamed, turned her head and said: "Young Master has always treated me as a child."
Jia Heng smiled and said nothing.
Qingwen snorted softly. "
While the master and servant were talking, a maid came from outside and said, "The eldest girl from Xifu is here."
Jia Heng was startled for a moment, then put down the account book, guessing that Yuanchun was probably here for Baoyu, and whispered to the maid: "Go and lead her to the east wing. I will go there after bathing and changing clothes."
Under Qingwen's service, Jia Heng took a bath in the wing room, then put on a brocade robe and went to the study room in the east wing.
At this time, Yuanchun was wearing a light red hibiscus-patterned collared coat and a white underskirt, which had been ready for a while.
The young girl had a look of uneasiness on her plump, snowy face. She was twisting a handkerchief in her delicate hands and looking at the bamboo forest and rocks outside the window.
At that time, it was almost evening, and the setting sun shone among the green bamboos and rocks. It was extremely quiet, but in the eyes of the girl, there was a coldness.
Suddenly, a faint sigh sounded.
Yuanchun retracted his gaze and turned to look at the desk. His eyes passed through the hanging brush and landed on the sandalwood chair with backrest. In a daze, he thought about how the young man usually studied here.
Two days had passed since Baoyu was beaten, and she didn't know how to face Hengdi.
"If I come here on weekdays, Brother Heng will always come here immediately, but now he is obviously unfamiliar." Yuanchun thought, thinking about this, his heart suddenly ached for no reason.
It is clear that he is worried about gains and losses.
At this moment, hearing the sound of light footsteps, Yuan Chun's appearance suddenly changed. He quickly stood up and turned around, only to see a slender young man in an azure gown. His hair was tied up in a bun with a wooden hairpin. Zhang Ruhanyu walked in with a cold face and an expression as calm as an ancient well.
"Brother Heng." Yuan Chun called out, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley. His face, which used to be like peony stamens, was now as white as the sun, and his eyes were clear.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Eldest sister is here, sit down."
With that said, he found a chair, sat down directly, and signaled Qingwen to leave.
Seeing that the man's face had no smile lines and his voice was cold, Yuanchun's lower lip biting his teeth was white and bloodless, and his hands and feet were already cold.
While Jia Heng picked up the teapot and poured tea, he raised his eyes and asked, "Sister, come here?"
Yuanchun said softly: "Come here... take a look at Brother Heng."
As he spoke, he met those warm eyes, his voice gradually became softer, and he murmured: "Brother Heng, I..."
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup, took a sip, was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "If you still want to avoid kneeling in the ancestral hall for Baoyu, eldest sister, please go back."
When Yuanchun heard this, his delicate body felt as if struck by thunder, and he looked at the young man in shock, almost in disbelief.
Because this was the first time that the person opposite her had issued an "expulsion order" to her. In the past, she had always been gentle and soft-spoken, not even willing to say harsh words. Now she is so... impatient?
Yes, she knew that he must be annoyed with her, annoyed that she didn't understand the general situation. She was too used to Baoyu the day before yesterday and couldn't understand his difficulties.
The girl's nose was sore and her face was pale. She didn't know when her eyes were filled with tears. She quickly turned her head, feeling dizzy and lost, and said in a low voice: "Brother Heng... excuse me."
With that said, he got up and left.
Jia Heng noticed something was wrong and looked at Yuan Chun who was a little panicked as he left Qianying. He had to stand up and asked: "You are so good, why are you crying all of a sudden?"
Did Yuanchun get Daiyu's script in the past two days? Tears were shed at every turn, feeling dejected.
Yuanchun felt his hand being held and froze in place. He turned to look at the young man. In his blurred vision, he seemed to see a look of pity. For a moment, he felt a mixture of sadness and joy in his heart and murmured: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng said with relief: "Sister, the matter about Baoyu is in the past. There is no need to bring it up again and again."
After saying that, he handed over a handkerchief and said, "Just wipe your tears. If you go out like this, I don't know how outsiders will misunderstand me."
But when he said what he said, the girl didn't take the handkerchief, and the tears still couldn't stop, falling like broken pearls. It turned out to be a round and jade face, the tears were crystal clear, and the pear blossoms were covered with rain.
Jia Heng frowned, her heart moved slightly, but she was somewhat aware that the tears were no longer shed for Baoyu.
Thinking of this, his expression paused and he came closer.
He picked up the handkerchief and wiped the tears on the snow-skinned face, and sighed softly: "I don't blame the eldest sister. The eldest sister and Baoyu have the same affection as mother and son, and care leads to chaos. After being away from home for so many years, I feel particularly loved when I come back this time." He also has some... In fact, the eldest sister is still the good sister who is knowledgeable, courteous, gentle and Shuning in my eyes."
It really echoed Baoyu's words, daughters are flesh and blood made of water, and Baoyu's sister is no exception, water... tears more.
He felt like he was coaxing a child behind him.
When Yuan Chun heard the young man's words, his heart was shaken. He bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth, raised his hazy tearful eyes, and looked at the young man intently. When he met his warm gaze, he suddenly lost his mind and rushed forward, murmuring in a sob: "Brother Heng, Brother Heng, it's all me...it's not good, it's my fault."
In the eyes of Hengdi, it turns out that she has always been knowledgeable, courteous, gentle and kind...
Jia Heng couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the girl hugging him suddenly. He could only put his arms around Yuan Chun's trembling shoulders and comforted him: "Okay, I didn't blame you before. Didn't we talk about it before?" Well, Baoyu will discipline him well from now on and let him go to school. Wait another two years and see what happens. Just trust me."
"Yes." Yuan Chun responded softly, holding the young man's shoulder and listening to the familiar gentle words in his ears. The guilt, grievance and anxiety of the past two days were all released at once, and he lay on Jia Heng's shoulder gently. Sobbing.
Jia Heng had no choice but to let Yuanchun soothe his emotions, pat his back gently, and coax him like a child, and said: "Okay, don't cry. I just got the account book from the eldest princess's house, and I want my eldest sister to show it to me." Woolen cloth."
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