Rongguofu
In the courtyard where Yuanchun was located, in the wing room, the mother and daughter were talking. The girls and sons around them were standing not far away with their hands down.
What Mrs. Wang just said, although it had more of a pique tone, fell on Yuan Chun's ears, but it made him feel indescribably frightened.
If he's not the feudal lord, he has no reason to stop it, right?
In fact, she also wanted to know, if Hengdi... would stop him?
Well, what on earth was she thinking?
Just one......
I really want to know, will Hengdi allow her to marry someone else? RRR
Together with these thoughts, they are like weeds and vines growing crazily, entangled in the heart almost within a breath:
"But Brother Heng is so willing to Huai,"
Yuan Chun's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly. Thinking of this, her breath froze and her heart couldn't help but ache.
She and he were in the same class. Although they were almost in the fifth server, in the eyes of others...she couldn't harm Brother Heng.
"Mom, can you allow me to think about this matter?" Yuan Chun's bright face suddenly turned gloomy:
In this era, parents' orders and coal-burning words, even if Mrs. Wang Wang insists on doing so, Yuanchun will not be able to disobey them.
Mrs. Wang said in a low voice: "Big girl, think about it as soon as possible. This young handsome man is still an old relative of our family. His father is the chief military officer of the second grade. Although he is not as good as the King of Chu, he is only 10 years old." two
You are already a general, you can say that you are young and promising. When you come through the door, you will become the main wife, and I will not let you down."
In fact, in this era when a girl is allowed to marry when she is fifteen years old, Yuanchun is really an...old girl.
No matter how nice Jia Heng said at the beginning, he could not hide the embarrassing fact that if he didn't get married, he might be completely delayed.
In other words, it is impossible for Mrs. Wang to listen to Jia Heng’s beautiful words to fool “for too long,
You, Uncle Heng, are a powerful figure in the outside world. You are the governor of Jinyi and the deputy envoy of the Beijing Camp. As long as you want to do anything, you can't do it... If you stay with her daughter, you can't find a good match of the right age?
Who believes it?
I'm afraid it's not that she couldn't find her, but that she deliberately delayed her eldest daughter, right?
As for whether letting the second wife of the Jia family marry off her daughter, is it suspected of marrying off?
After Yuanchun came out of the waiting room in the palace, she was basically in the state of an older leftover girl. She completely cut off the possibility of being a good match and had no choice but to marry, which meant that she had to find someone lower than Jia's family to entrust her to.
body,
The King of Chu was almost overjoyed at the time. However, he was rejected by Jia Heng. How could Mrs. Wang not feel resentful?
Whose son, who is seventeen or eighteen years old, is willing to marry an old girl in her early seventies?
Day Geng must say that Rongfu Cha has lost its power now.
Before someone "stood in the way" of marrying the feudal king as a concubine, the Rongguo Mansion had already taken the next best thing and planned to let Yuanchun marry a general's son.
As for the general who was in his early seventies and was already a general, he was born as a son of a general. From a family background, it was considered humiliating to have a son of his own:
Rong Guofu glanced at his son and said solemnly: "Tomorrow, after he has thought about it, he will go with you to his uncle's house and meet him in front of the screen. He can also just listen to cousin Yu's words."
"Mom, is it too hasty?" Yuan Chun felt relieved and said with an eyebrow,
Why do you have to go to your uncle's house to meet someone after just a few words?
Rong Guofu smiled again and said: "I am also waiting for the letter. I used to have low expectations, so I will delay it for so long. Good girl, I missed Nagu Village, but there is that store. Okay,
So, it was already getting dark early, so he should rest earlier. "
Yuan Chun looked startled and had no choice but to send Xing Jinrong out of the wing.
As soon as Rongguo Mansion left, the wing fell into silence again for a while, except for the vermilion candle that had not been lowered a few times, burning with sound, and tears trickling down from the candle.
Yuanchun's heart was in a mess, and he looked at the candlelight, his eyes dazed.
Well, sir, if you want to ask Brother Heng, that's fine.
After Rong Guofu left, Xiren Daxin turned around from the screen cautiously, clearly holding a copper basin of cold water in his hand, his face as red as an apple, with a layer of soft and hazy meaning, and said: "Girl, Yoruichi
It's time to rest,"
Yuanchun turned her pretty face, said "Hmm" loudly, and walked to the outer compartment. Behind the dressing table, except for the jewelry,
":Little girl, that jade necklace..." Xiren was attracted by the necklace that Yuanchun took. He asked subconsciously, but then he paused and changed his question: "Where to put it?"
You clearly remember that a little girl should have that piece of jewelry,
"Just put it behind the dressing table. You have to wear it tomorrow." Yuanchun Rouji said,
Xiren responded, took the necklace, hugged the jade tiger, and secretly marveled.
And before that, in Xiren’s service, he finished foot washing,
Before wearing the light yellow clothes in the room, only the coat was lifted up, and the brocade quilt embroidered with peonies was lifted up. She lay under the bed, and as the curtains were put up from the outside to the inside, her bright eyes were open for a while, and she couldn't sleep tossing and turning.
With,
After a while, it seemed like there was a heavy rain inside. The sound of rain hitting the window sill and the rustling of leaves intertwined with a certain rhythm, like the best lullaby.
Yuanchun's eyelids were light and he turned over. Instead of falling into a drowsy sleep, it was as if ripples of water appeared in circles, and light and shadow flowed suddenly. It was clearly a dream.
In the gloomy sky, people's figures look longingly, and the night falls high,
Yuan Chun looked at the figure behind him, without curiosity in his heart. He felt that the street buildings were somewhat unfamiliar. Looking closely, he could see a majestic white marble archway at the rear, less than two feet low, with red strips and...
Under the painted roof, the square door head in the middle seems to be rusty and has no writing.
It's just like Xiaoy's few fragmented and complete dreams. No matter how carefully the dreamer looks, he can clearly see the writing underneath.
It was also the case in Yuanchun. I turned my attention to the grand and scattered streets, but the night was spreading upwards. The roofs of the houses on both sides of the street and the tiles were all shrouded in the night, shadowy.
Looking further up, I saw my ancestors, mother, and aunts, all wearing imperial makeup, lining up to meet each other. In front of them was the Spring Festival sister wearing a gold-plated silk phoenix on her head and a yellow-green coat and skirt.
Sisters Tanchun and Xichun in colored jackets and skirts, as well as Baochai, Daiyu and other male family members of the Jia family, all looked up eagerly.
Looking to the right, one can see that his father is wearing black money on his head and a seventh-grade official uniform, with a look of anxiety on his fair face. His uncle and all the ladies in the palace are also there.
Yuan Chun was not only slightly surprised, but also thought, what was the family doing outside Ningrong Street at that time?
And...where's Brother Yiheng?
As for the handwriting on the head of the archway, it seems that it has gradually faded in the dream with Yuanchun's mental activities. After the first golden afterglow of the western sky has faded, "Ningrong Street" 81 appears.
small print,
Then, with the sound of eunuchs clapping their hands as they came and went, after a while, I saw gongs and drums sounding, string and bamboo orchestral music, and groups of palace maids and eunuchs wearing banners and banners, surrounded by a glass hairpin to marry J.
The four people carrying the sedan came slowly,
The umbrella cover in front of her was covered with lights, and accompanied by Mrs. Wang's male and female family members, the small and quiet procession retreated into Mrs. Wang's small door in a mighty manner.
"Who is that? How come you are traveling in such a grand manner?" Yuan Chun felt a sense of curiosity in his heart, and he watched the four sedan chairs attentively as they exited the small gate of Rong Mansion.
And just at that time, in the sky below the gatehouse of the hundred-year-old prince's residence, the fireworks of Jiqiang rose "bang" and exploded in the night sky. The fireworks were colorful and the light and shadow were gorgeous. Mrs. Wang's main entrance door, the corridor
The red lantern hanging below swayed with the wind and stopped for a long time.
Yuanchun's eyes narrowed, and he was startled. He saw this beauty entering from the main entrance, surrounded by male officials and eunuchs, wearing a emerald phoenix crown and a yellow robe embroidered with dragons and phoenixes in auspicious patterns. in several
Officials gathered around, coming in a hurry,
"Then, why is it you?"
This thought has not yet stirred up a storm, but the light and shadow are intertwined, and the dream is shuttled.
The last scene in a dream was like a smudge of blue and green ink under the black rice paper.
I saw the night shrouded lake, with strings of colorful lights, as bright as shocks. The lights and shadows of the lights, accompanied by the shadows of the boats, were all reflected under the lake. It was so beautiful, and there was no drums or whistles, which could be faintly heard from all directions.
A few moments later, a two-foot-long orchid boat floated on the mirror-like lake. A beautiful four-cornered palace lantern hung on the beam at the head of the boat. The circle of light and shadow cast a shadow on a man wearing a Luanfeng skirt and a light yellow cloak. Male one
The reflection is black and graceful, with a quiet appearance and a graceful body.
Surrounded by male officials, the man stood on the bow of the boat, with a crown of green wind and a tassel on it. This handsome and graceful face showed a slight smile, and his beautiful eyes looked at the lotus palace lanterns by the lake.
"Is that the lake that Qinfang River leads to?" As Yuanchun thought about it, he suddenly thought as if he was blessed, "Is that the garden that Brother Heng asked me to build?"
At that time, I looked up and saw the rust-engraved handwriting in the middle of the white jade archway. I could see dimly that it was Xiaoqing.
"Your Majesty, we're coming soon," the male officer held Yuan Chun's arm and called loudly, as if holding a piano.
Dreams are often absurd, and the perspective rarely switches back and forth between the first perspective and the lower perspective, but each fragment is a subconscious splicing of light and shadow.
Yuanchun's heart skipped a beat, his eyebrows lifted, and he felt no joy in his heart.
But I was shocked by that title. Why do I call you empress?
Although you have entered the palace, you are only a male history, and you have already... left the palace.
At that time, I also paid attention to those things, or in other words, I consciously walked with slender steps, abandoned the orchid boat and landed on the shore. The light and shadow changed again, and Hui'er had already entered the bright hall.
"Since I sent you to a place where you can meet people that day, it's so hard to reunite with you during the Lantern Festival today. Today, you girls were just laughing, so why did you start crying instead?" Yuan Chun looked at the man quietly and said loudly,
Then he hugged and cried with a group of male relatives.
Everyone was busy talking for a while.
After a while, Yuan Chun looked at everyone in front of him with joy. Only when he saw Jia Heng, he felt confused and asked: "Why is Brother Heng here?"
Jia Mu, Rong Guofu: “???”
At that time, the man asked again: "Why do you see Baoyu?"
"Without oral instructions, the daughter here has to break in without permission," Jia Mu said calmly,
Yuanchun gave instructions to the male officer beside him.
Before, Baoyu retreated into the bright hall, and Huer's light and shadow hurriedly opened up again...
It seemed like it was still a long dream, and I knew how long it would last. Maybe it was seven or eight years ago.
At that time, Yuanchun discovered that as far as he could see, several horses were coming and going, and teams of Jinyi Mansion guards from Mrs. Wang were surrounding the mansion.
"A first-class powerful general, a smuggler and smuggler. He has deeply failed me and shunned his brother's position..." The white-faced and bearded eunuch unfolded the imperial edict, recited it loudly, and then said to the Jia family members who were kneeling above: "Accept the edict."
When I was young, King Zhongshun and a middle-aged man wearing a scarlet official robe and a black hat were the same Jiayu Village he saw outside in the daytime.
Jia Yucun knelt close to King Zhongshun and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the Lao family of Jiangnan and the historian of Jinling were convicted and confiscated. Their gold and silver property should have been confiscated to serve as officials, but much of their wealth was hidden in Jia Yucun." Home,
Please let me go and check it carefully later. "
Prince Zhongshun twisted his beard with his hand, raised his face with pride, nodded, took steady steps, sat in front of the case, and said: "Let's copy it carefully."
"Where's Brother Heng? Why did you meet him?" Yuan Chun felt relieved when he saw the scene of ransacking the house and asking for guilt. He suddenly thought of Heng, but it seemed that he had never seen Brother Heng before.
Such a dream, the missing scenes, have their reflections in the successive realities:
King Zhongshun, Jia Yucun, and Jia She ransacked their homes and were exiled. The light and shadow consciousness of those days, like memories on the bottom of the sea, surged out, forming a group of elements of "absurdity is scripture" and "true and false".
a dream,
And when Yuanchun's heart was secretly feeling relieved, light and shadow suddenly intersected, and he saw that in the courtyard, his father, mother, uncle and aunt, who had not yet had children, all walked out of Mrs. Wang's small door with their heads downcast.
Yes, those are all fake, they are just...
If Brother Heng is not here, it will happen.
Yuanchun felt a little panic in his heart, as if he had fallen into some kind of terrifying dream. Even if he ran away, he would be an immobile dreamer.
Yuanchun could only watch as his father, brother-in-law and Jia Lian were taken off the shackles. The rest of the male family members were in despair, following closely behind him. Among them were tired faces, such as Sister Feng, Ping'er and others, being beaten one by one.
Guards with small waists, fierce faces, wearing flying fish uniforms and embroidered spring blades escorted Mrs. Wang out of the small door.
The two guards in brocade robes standing on the corridor holding swords on guard each held a seal with an official seal and pasted it under the small red door of Mrs. Wang's copper ring, forming a seal with the word "X".
The red official seal on the lower part of the bell was bright red and dazzling. For some reason, it squirmed quickly like blood. It gradually occupied Yuanchun's mind. Fear was like a tide that flooded Yuanchun's dreams.
Ring one…
Yuanchun suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and was frightened. He suddenly found himself lying under the embroidered couch,
"It turned out to be a dream." Yuan Chun breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to get up, but found that his seven limbs seemed to be moving.
Look at the red curtain above the head, which seems to be decorated with colorful ribbons.
":Miss, are you having a nightmare?"
At that moment, a strange and warm voice seemed to sound deep in his heart, which made Yuan Chun slightly surprised. He looked away and saw Nuan Nuan sitting on the bedside with warm eyes.
And lowering his head a few times, these two red candles with golden double happiness characters were burning loudly, and the bright light and shadow fluttered under the years-old face, and the outline of the face seemed to be hidden in the dreamlike light and shadow.
"Brother Heng, you just had a dream. You dreamed of..." Yuanchun couldn't hold himself up that time. He looked at Sui Nian and narrated the dream. He felt that this hot, straight face was actually at that moment... Yes
Peace of mind.
":Little sister, there are a lot of things happening outside the home, and I may have been thinking too much recently," Nuan Nuan stretched out his hand to touch his shoulders, hugged Yuan Chun into his arms and comforted her, his voice was calming and determined, " 7
It's late, little sister, let's go to bed early. "
"Yeah," Yuanchun responded heavily, knowing why, she was a little shy.
When I raised my eyes before, I saw that Hengdi had not yet taken off his clothes, and then he lifted up the brocade quilt and lay with him.
Yuan Chun blushed with embarrassment and said loudly: "Brother Heng, who are you?"
"Did you just get married?" The voice that had been spoken for many years seemed not to be a bit ethereal.
Yuanchun was stunned, and the fragments of deep memories seemed to float to the surface. Yes, you and I have been married.
At that moment, connect the next dream at that moment,
But in front of me, the bandits were not acting rashly. Wherever my mind moved, the skirt was already visible.
However, Yuanchun was waiting for something, and suddenly looked at Nuanian who was lying on his head in surprise,
"Brother Heng, please don't..."
At the same time, when Yuanchun was immersed in dreams, a spring thunder suddenly sounded under the sky in Mrs. Wang's courtyard,
The surprise of the 17th year of Chongping came as expected.
And a spring rain that had been brewing in the heavy clouds for several days also gradually fell away, and instead "crash", slapping under the gloomy roof ridges. After a while, mist rose up, and the rain came quickly.
It flows and falls along the tiles, soaking the clusters of green moss on the tiles.
"Well..."
The man on the bed, I choked, suddenly woke up at that moment. A layer of fine sweat had already oozed out from his smooth jade forehead. His face, which used to be as white as snow and as delicate as a painting, was now as crimson as
Even the coat was soaked with sweat,
"Were you... caught by the Dream Palace, or a dream within a dream..." Yuanchun's beautiful eyes were focused, and he was wondering from the trance, then he thought with his eyebrows,
He took the handkerchief from the side and wiped his forehead.
Beiqi bit his lip, his cheeks were hot again,
How could you have such a shameful dream?
That time, Hengdi "bullied" you mean, Yin Ru treated the eldest princess like this...
Yuanchun was confused for a moment. He just listened to the spring thunder rolling in, and then he recalled the scenes in this dream.
The Xiayuan Festival with gorgeous fireworks, the splendid red lanterns, the shadows of orchid boats floating under the lake... and the first two dazzling red seals.
Yuanchun knew why, and suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.
"Is there any Heng brother outside the dream? The house was ransacked..." Yuan Chun propped up an arm and turned slightly sideways, taking in the sticky feeling, staring and thinking,
In order to talk about Duonan's dream, it originated from Jia She's thoughts and dreams before he was exiled.
There is no poem to prove:
In the past seventy years, the tadpole has been troubled, and the pomegranate flower has bloomed in the dark palace.
Eight springs compete for the first spring scenery, tigers and tigers meet each other and return home in small dreams.
Ningguo Mansion, inner study room
It was already midnight. Hearing the startling spring thunder, Jia Heng felt nothing. He stood up from his desk, opened the window and looked at the night inside:
At that time, the sound of spring rain hitting the bamboo forest and rockery could be heard one after another, and the world was quiet. Under the corridor beside the flower wall, the hanging lanterns were swaying, and the firelight was reflected in the gaps in the flower wall, and the flow of water could be seen.
The rain falling from above sprinkles the lush vine dream Xue Li.
The sky and the earth seemed to be in the sparse raindrops, gradually blurring the vision. Jia Heng stood with his hands behind his hands, listening to the spring thunder, his thoughts were flying, his shadow was cast under the wall, and the couplets hanging under the wall, with the words "family affairs" and "state affairs", were exactly
Years of shoulder covering,
"Sir, it's so late for Yin, why are you still resting?" At that moment, Qingwen, wearing a big red jacket, clothes and half-wearing embroidered shoes, stretched out her big hand to cover her mouth, and asked while yawning,
He obviously woke up due to urination, so he got up from the bed, and then looked at Xing Jin's study with the light still on.
Because Heng had to deal with official documents in batches in the study, Chi Yan talked to Qin Keqing, who had sent Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup in Haishi, and Qingwen had always been Jia Heng's personal girl, so she fell asleep in the study.
"If you have anything to do, then go to bed. Why don't you put on more clothes to avoid catching a cold?" Jia Heng said with a heavy smile, raising his eyes to look at Qingwen, who was wearing clothes and had a slender figure. He felt that she was foxy and charming in the past. Delicate
The eldest girl, with sleepy eyes and no trace of the coquettishness she had seen in the beach,
Qingwen came closer and helped Jia Heng pour a cup of tea. She looked at the expression on the lamp and said in a serious voice: "Master, don't stay up too long, your health is important."
Jia Heng closed the window tightly, turned to look at Qingwen, smiled, and said: "It was so small just now. Before the rain passed, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming. Spring has finally come."
Qingwen had been watching for many years, and she knew why. She always felt that her young master was missing something, so she said "hmm" heavily.
