Rongguofu
The night was falling, the cold wind was blowing, a candle was lit in Mrs. Wang's wing, by a pair of slender hands holding a fire stick. In an instant, the orange light was as clear as the clear sky.
The interior is generally dyed, from the high tables and curtains, to the semi-old green forged backrest pillows on the east wall facing the west, and finally on a diamond-patterned bronze mirror on the dressing table in the west wing.
Retreat and turn back the way you came.
On Yuanchun's side, Tanchun and Tanchun helped Mrs. Wang back to the wing, led her to a kang with autumn-colored striped mattresses next to the window, and sat down.
People on the left and right comforted Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Wang held her handkerchief, wiped the tears on her face, and sobbed gently.
Yuanchun's face was pale, his voice was soft and soft, and he said calmly: "Mom, don't cry, everything is my fault. Now because of my affairs, the whole family is in trouble, like this,
I would rather not marry in this life and just serve you and my father for the rest of my life. "
When Mrs. Wang heard this, she stopped crying, paused with her handkerchief, and said dumbfounded: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Not getting married in this life? Could it be that she wants to raise an old girl?
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Yuanchun's face with curved eyebrows and plump cheeks showed a look of sadness. She turned her eyes to look at the beating candlelight and said: "Mom, in fact, my daughter has promised to be a Buddha in this life, so she will not be subject to this."
I won’t let you worry about the sufferings of this mortal world anymore. "
As long as she becomes a monk and practices cultivation, like Miaoyu from Dongfu, no one will force her to get married.
These days, she has been restless, tossing and turning, and whenever she closes her eyes, he is all he sees...
In your lifetime, I'm afraid... you'll have to marry someone else.
When Lin Yatou heard the words of "monasticism", her eyes turned white and she slowly said: "Little girl, don't scare you."
Although you worship Brahma and Buddha, what kind of sister-in-law do you want your son to be? In the eyes of others, how should you laugh at you?
Baoqin was also listening, frowning and thinking secretly, why is that so hard for the girl?
Yuanchun sighed, stared blankly, and said solemnly: "Speaking of which, this thought has been lingering in your mind for a long time. Brother Zhu died young, and the family suffered many disasters in the past seven years.
When I read the Buddhist scriptures the next day, I realized that perhaps it was because of the unredeemed sins of later generations that there would be no more troubles and misfortunes. Perhaps you were the only one who sacrificed your life to serve the Buddha, recited the green lantern and yellow scroll every day, and was able to be protected.
Parents and sisters, be safe and go well. "
You Jingran...Jingran fell in love with your clan brother. Is it an injustice, and what is it?
Every time I think about this, I feel guilty and feel like I am stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate myself.
Moreover, Hengdi doesn’t seem to have you in mind?
The reason why it seems, well, is because someone is jumping around and has an ambiguous attitude.
Lin Yatou was shocked when she heard Duo Nan's sudden high voice. Her face turned pale and she didn't say anything for a while.
The man who was well versed in the music and entered the palace at a young age, and who was formerly a male historian, spoke sincerely and in a sad tone. He mentioned his eldest brother Jia Zhu in other words, which made him less thoughtful.
The artistic conception of "conversion" to the world.
Lin Yatou was completely panicked. She looked at Duonan, who had a plump face. She took Yuan Chun's hand and said slowly: "Little girl, don't scare you. In the past, you were fucked by his marriage."
Now, let Brother Heng take care of it all. "
Yuan Chun's eyes were blank, and he shook his head heavily and said, "It's Guan Ruwen, mother, please, and Brother Heng are going to get into trouble again because of you."
You love to think well, but if the day comes that you can handle your emotions once they happen, there is no other way to have a good night's sleep.
However…
Well, maybe it is, today we will cut seven territories, and tomorrow we will cut ten territories, and then we have to sleep overnight and look at the seven territories, and the Qin soldiers have arrived again!
However, the territory of the princes is not limited, and the desire to violent Qin is tired, and the more people support it, the slower the invasion...
Deng Dabo was so frightened by Yuanchun's sad words that time that he held back his tears.
With me, Yuanchun may be able to manage his own marriage, but he cannot become a monk, which shows his attitude of marrying anyone.
Lin Yatou took Yuan Chun's hand and advised her in turn: "Little girl, please don't say anything about becoming a monk again. You are really no longer in charge of his affairs in the past. Think about it,
It was the same as before and after. "
If you give birth to two sons and one son, the eldest son dies in infancy, and the younger son becomes a monk again, your life will be...
As he said that, he looked at Tanchun aside and frowned: "Girl Tan, Yu Ye is trying to persuade his little sister, she must have had those intolerant thoughts."
Tan Chun frowned her beautiful eyebrows, looked at Yuan Chun with bright eyes and said with concern, "Miss, are you asking me to abandon this world and leave home?"
In the past, you saw Sister Xichun from Dongfu, and it seemed that she had no intention of escaping from the world and becoming a monk. But I heard that Brother Weiheng had been trying to persuade her for a long time, so I knew that she had given up on this idea now. Why!
My sister also...
Yuan Chun's beautiful eyes reflected a cluster of beating candlelight, and her pink and even slightly baby-fat face was covered with a bit of sadness, and she sighed quietly in her heart.
Heng
Brother, from what I have just seen, it should be that... you are not in my heart, otherwise you will be obstructed.
Of course, I am the military envoy of the Beijing camp. Is it true that there are no young men of the right age?
Yes and no... It's not about being able, it's about wishing, it's just an excuse.
Thinking of this, deep in my heart, there is a sweetness and sourness intertwined, like weeds and vines entangled in my heart.
Seeing her man in a daze, Lin Yatou felt even more at ease, and said quickly: "Little girl, it's okay, okay, he doesn't want to persuade you. He also rested earlier because he wants to think nonsense."
Think about it. "
That's not Yuanchun's anti-customer focus, draining money from the bottom of the cauldron.
However, if it hadn't been for what happened today, Jia Zheng would have gotten angry and reprimanded Deng Dabo. What he usually said would have had the same deterrent effect on Girl Lin as it did now.
Tan Chun hurriedly took Yuan Chun's hand and said in a serious voice: "Miss, it's getting dark too early. Let's go back and rest early."
Yuanchun nodded the cricket's head heavily and said, "Mom, let's take a rest early. You go back."
With that said, he and Tanchun left Deng Dabo's wing, only to hear a faint sigh coming from in front of him, it was from Lin Yatou with a melancholy look on her face.
But he said that Yuanchun left the wing and came to the courtyard where he lived. He sat under the bed and stared at the dim night in the window in a daze. Through his coat, he saw the jade tiger lying on his heart, as if
Jumping and jumping in the mountain streams and ravines.
Jia Heng and Xi Ren were busy in the hall of the wing, while Bao Qin was enjoying the joy of exploring spring.
Tan Chun sat next to Yuan Chun and asked in surprise: "What's wrong, young lady? Why did you say those words just now?"
Yuanchun's voice was far away, as if floating from the vast lake blocked by mist, rain and fog, and said: "Since you came back, things have been going well at home. Maybe something has happened to you?"
It is also good to practice Buddhist scriptures and at least pray for brothers and sisters outside the home. "
You just thought about it, no matter how you deal with Hengdi in the future, maybe becoming a monk is the best outcome.
"Miss..." Tanchun was slightly frightened. He moved the pink lip box and wanted to persuade her, but he knew better than to ask.
Yuanchun sighed quietly: "My mother still has a grudge because of you. If you convert to Buddhism, I think you can resolve some of the resentment."
Tanchun said with concern: "Little sister, Brother Heng will take care of it no matter how far it gets."
"Brother Heng..." Yuan Chun knitted his beautiful eyebrows. On his smooth and jade-like forehead and on his slender eyebrows with willow leaves, his bright eyes shone. A touch of bitterness surged in his heart, and he murmured: "Brother Heng t
No problem for me. "
"The difficulty?" Tan Chunying frowned, confused.
At that moment, a sigh came from inside and called: "Miss Sister."
Tan Chun and Yuan Chun were startled when they heard the sigh, and both looked at the python suitman who retreated from the screen into the outer compartment.
It was clearly Baochai, who had returned from the palace to Ningguo Mansion. After thinking about it, he decided to go to Rongguo Mansion to see Yuanchun.
Something like this happened in Tianxiang Tower one after another, which made Yuanchun feel very sad.
However, I originally thought that Yuanchun had not rested yet and wanted to come to the courtyard. I saw the lights in the house were still on, so I raised the curtain and retreated into the wing, signaling to Xi and Jia Heng that they must speak out and stand there.
In the inner hall, listening to the conversation of the seven sisters.
At this moment, it is already the time of Hai Zheng, the night is as cool as water, and the house is hot because of the burning earth dragon. The aroma of ice cream, musk mixed with orchid fills the room, refreshing the heart and spleen. I
Yuanchun's plaintive words rang out.
I almost thought Yuanchun had taken Xichun's script.
Well, that's right, it should be Baoyu's script.
In Daiyu's words, how many times has he become a monk?
"Miss, did you ask me this?" Baochai walked into the wing, and his tall figure was transformed by the candlelight, and suddenly fell under Yuan Chun.
Yuanchun's beautiful eyebrows are curved, her eyes are condensed with amorous waves, and she looks at these years with affection. I should have just come from outside the palace, and I came over to look at myself at the first time, thinking about it.
, the tip of the nose is slightly pantothenic.
"Brother Heng." Tan Chun stood up, called in a charming voice, and asked, "Brother, did you just come back from outside the palace?"
Baochai nodded, sat down under the embroidered pier behind the bed, and said, "I just came back from the palace, and I thought... well, I came here to have a look."
Yuanchun's heart moved slightly as he listened to the words of many years ago.
Thinking about it, I came over to take a look.
Although it is a sentence that lacks characters and reasons, it contains all the connotations of wandering, longing and concern... It is left blank for people to ponder over and over again.
Thinking, thinking about what.
Yuanchun bit her upper lip with her teeth. As she lowered her head, the dark shadows of the night quickly filled in the plump jade face illuminated by the candlelight. The thick eyelashes trembled, and the plump face looked like the moon turned into mist.
Covered, gradually turned into a crescent moon.
Tan Chun sighed, looked at these years, and said: "Brother Heng, please help persuade the young lady. How did you come up with the idea of becoming a monk? You were still trying to persuade you just now.
Baochai took the tea cup brought by the attacker and looked at a person.
Tanchun, who was standing next to him, paused for a moment and said in a serious voice: "Eighth sister, please talk to him for a while."
Tanchun: "???"
What do you mean, do you want to drive you away?
You're out there, are you in the way?
When Yuan Chun heard this, he knew he was not ashamed to ask, but the look on his face showed no trace of it. He said softly: "Best sister, please talk to Brother Heng for a while."
Tanchun nodded, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that he was talking about his mother's affairs. This was too profound. It was really good for you to be there to listen, and said: "This
Let's talk, little sister, you go back and rest first. "
With that said, he led Shishu and Cuimo back to his courtyard.
Baochai picked up the tea cup and took a sip, letting the tea soup of spring tea flow between her teeth and cheeks after the rain, with a fragrant and mellow fragrance.
Bao Qin said softly: "Girl, you, Xi Ren, and Jia Heng will prepare a cold water bath for the girl."
Yuanchun nodded, agreeing to come forward.
Baochai frowned and said nothing, but hurriedly put down the tea cup and raised his eyes to look at Yuanchun.
After several people left the wing, there were seven people left in the room. Baochai looked at Yuanchun sitting under the bed and called out again: "Miss."
"Brother Heng."
Deng Da organized his words and asked: "Miss, did you say you just wanted to become a monk?"
Yuanchun looked at the old man's chin, sighed heavily, and said, "I pledge myself to Buddha, recite sutras, and atone for my sins. I also pray for my brothers and sisters outside the family."
Baochai was silent when he heard the words, but raised his head slightly, the curtains on both sides were tied with gold hooks, and the handsome man in a light yellow dress had his hands folded behind his belly, holding a corner of the handkerchief.
"There is no other way to pray for blessings. It's so good. Why do you think of becoming a monk and practicing?" Baochai asked.
Yuan Chun faded into her fragrant eyebrows, raised her beautiful eyes from her chin to meet her clear eyes, and said softly: "Yes, Brother Heng... do you want you to get married?"
The question was not a bit strange, but the situation and situation did not make any sense.
If you become a monk, you get married.
At this moment, after Yuan Chun finished speaking, his eyes were raised again, his heart was in his throat. He grabbed the handkerchief with his slender hands, and twirled the i under the handkerchief with his slender fingers.
Ye, just like a mess of thoughts.
This is the handkerchief Baochai gave to Yuanchun when he handed it to Yuan Chun, huh?
Baochai remained silent and subconsciously reached out to touch the tea cup.
I asked myself, before going through all this, would I have wanted Yuanchun to marry someone else?
Now that things have come to this, can I accept Yuanchun lying in the arms of another woman and giving birth to another woman's child?
Being able to torture yourself like that... my blood pressure dropped.
Accompanied by the tea cup's clicking sound, a crisp sound resounded in the side room, making Yuanchun raise his eyes and take a look at it for many years.
When Deng Da asked, his face was already as gloomy as water, not even a little cold.
Immediately, he stared at this graceful and beautiful jade face, as if his mind was not connected. Suddenly, a pair of beautiful eyes that looked at the waves came towards her with a bit of dung light.
Baochai was silent for a moment and said: "Now... let's become a monk and practice."
It seems that he was afraid that the homophonic word "marriage" would sound like "marriage", so he added the word "cultivation".
Yuan Chun's delicate body trembled heavily, and her bright eyes were as full as water. She looked at these years quietly, and when she asked, her eyes were moist and her eyelashes were filled with tears.
What you asked about was about becoming a monk, but about my true attitude. You...
The lake in your heart is gradually filled with joy and sweetness, and your guesses are indeed correct.
Baochai stood up, passed the handkerchief from behind, and said, "Miss, wipe your tears and stop crying."
Yuanchun was raining under the pear blossoms at that time, and he subconsciously took the handkerchief, but his fingertips touched the back of his hand, as if he was electrocuted, and he had no choice but to take it back.
Deng Da thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow, little sister, I will go with you to the eldest princess's house. Don't stay at home all the time. Difficulties rarely cause trouble. It's just that after thinking about this matter, there should be no worries outside the home."
It's been a while. "
"Yes." Yuanchun's cheeks were red with embarrassment, and his voice was like a mosquito. It was audible because when he asked, his hand was already held by a gentle palm, and he had been honest for many years.
Sit politely under your bed.
After hearing this for a moment of silence, he said in a warm voice: "It's you who are good. It's the one who should put the young lady in such a difficult position."
One after another, I was all numb from pulling.
"Yes, yes, are you in trouble?" Yuanchun Xuji said, turning to look at Niannian, then lowering his head, and said in a trembling voice: "It's you who is good, it's you who put Brother Heng in trouble...
. "
That's what Baochai said at the beginning. Yuanchun put me in a difficult position. There were actually some clues at the beginning, but I just relied on my extreme positioning to pull me back.
Baochai was silent for a moment, holding her slender hand, which was actually not a little chubby. Her straight fingers were not fully stretched, and every inch of skin on her palm was trembling with the shyness of many men.
The touch is even softer and creamier.
Passing by Lin Yatou
As a demon, the window paper was almost pierced.
All said and done, it's all Deng Dabo's fault... for shooting someone in the foot.
"Miss, there are fewer people outside the house than anywhere else." Baochai thought for a moment and said warmly.
"I have always been careful when holding Qin... I am your personal maid." Yuan Chunxue's cheeks were already red with shame, her head lowered to the back of her chest, a strand of hair hanging from her temples, and her emerald ears
Her earlobes were all red, and her voice was a bit trembling.
You are so shy. What did you say at that time? Did it make Brother Heng think less of you?
Yes, that's what you mean.
Baochai looked at Yuan Chun, with a scent like musk and orchids floating between her nose. She just held her hand without making any other move and asked: "Miss, Madam, this is..."
"Mom has said it's your business. Wait until tomorrow to find some Buddhist scriptures and read them." Yuan Chun said in a delicate voice.
Baochai:"…"
So, being a monk was his "gong's plan" from beginning to end?
He has made all arrangements, right?
Or is it a clumsy hunter who always appears as the prey?
Yes, becoming a monk and practicing cultivation in Yuanchun is indeed a good way to hide from others.
But, in that life, you were wronged, you were famous, you were honored, could that be considered a palace conspiracy?
Baochai also felt some pity in her heart, and turned to look at the fair-skinned Yuanchun, who was shy but triumphant. Does anyone know that I actually want to hold you in my arms, but I can't.
He knew clearly that Baoqin had his eyes on Jia Heng and Xi Ren.
Who knows that the shadow is not reflected under the curtains?
But before I asked, "Master Heng, does he want it too?" That sentence was still in double quotation marks, but was the special punctuation mark for Liu Beiwen's dialogue.
Baochai held her smooth jade hand, was silent for a moment, and said solemnly: "Miss sister, I will go with you to the eldest princess's residence tomorrow."
"Yes." Yuanchun's heart was filled with sweetness and joy, and she nodded in response.
Suddenly he remembered something, turned his eyes and asked: "Where is King Zhongshun?"
Baochai said: "Just outside the Chonghua Palace, it was decided that he should be deposed as a commoner and imprisoned in the imperial mausoleum for hard work. In the past, this was only a matter of concern."
"Ah? Then..." Yuanchun said in surprise, and murmured: "That's right, such a small thing will be serious."
In that case, the palace will be stared at by the fallen king.
Baochai smiled and said, "It's already getting dark. Miss, I've rested earlier. You've also gone back. You have to go to Jinyi Mansion to ask about the case tomorrow."
The imperial mausoleum corruption case, with King Zhongshun taking the lead, was the end of the story, but the beginning of the curtain.
After saying that, he stood up and let go of Yuan Chun's jade hand. Well, it was soft and greasy, which was extraordinary.
Yuan Chun stared at him and said, "You can give this to Brother Heng."
Deng Da said: "It's used. It's raining inside and it's not too hot."
On the other side, Jin Chuan and Ying'er also returned to Lixiangyuan and entered the wing.
The lights were brightly lit at the moment. Wang Fujiu had been back from Jia Mu for a while. When he saw Deng Da, he smiled and said, "My dear, he is back."
Jin Chuan untied the scarlet tasseled cloak tied under her body and handed it to the maid Ying'er. She sat down near the embroidered pier at the back. The cousin of Yuanchun was wearing an old honey jacket.
Cotton-padded jacket, plump figure, smooth muscles and bones.
"My dear, his brother should be back in two days," Mrs. Wang said with a heavy smile.
One after another, Baochai said nothing and said that Xue Pan would come back once every half month. Today is the seventeenth day, which is also the eighty-seventh day.
Jin Chuan said: "Go and ask Brother Heng tomorrow."
Mrs. Wang 2"???"
Are you that stubborn?
Yes, it seems like I should go and ask. Bi Jing, when the time comes to pick up Pan'er, don't forget Brother Heng.
"I also know whether his brother has endured hardships in the prison of the Seven Realms Soldiers and Horses Division. I have suffered a lot since I was a child, let alone being hungry and thin." Mrs. Wang was weighing on her heart.
Si looked strange, sighed, and said worriedly.
Maybe she thought of Xue Pan's shape and bones, but there was no one; her little head was shaking back and forth, and Mrs. Wang felt sad.
Jin Chuan said: "Brother, I have been gone for half a month, so it should be over."
Wang Fujiu's expression froze and he said, "Actually, it's hard to say."
Immediately, he remembered what happened just now and said with emotion: "There was such a fuss in Tianxiang Tower just now because of his: young lady's marriage, eh."
Jin Chuan nodded, but listened to his mother's emotion and did not answer.
Wang Fujiu said: "Brother Guo Heng has never had any small plans in his mind. Is he loyal to the palace? Speaking of which, the old prince also made things difficult for us because of the imperial business affairs.
, It’s fine now, it’s God’s fault. "
Jin Chuan picked up the tea cup and said: "If you don't do this righteousness, you will die."
Wang Fujiu said, and then asked: "Be good."
Well, he said that Brother Heng was under the marriage arrangement of his: Miss Sister, and he had no other plans? "
He thought to himself, maybe he had taken a fancy to a certain vassal king, so he could hold on to his anger like that.
After the incident of King Zhongshun, Mrs. Wang felt that she had been planning on playing a small chess game for many years.
Jin Chuan shook his head heavily and said, "You still know."
"Hey, before his little sister, those girls must be his age." When Mrs. Wang said this, she sighed again.
"Mom is so good, why do you mention that again?" Jin Chuan straightened her eyebrows and asked with a focused gaze.
Wang Fujiu saw that his son seemed to want to mention this matter, so he continued talking, but changed the topic and asked: "Okay, that's what I said. He said Brother Heng, what am I doing now?"
When Aunt Xue gave birth to a baby, she also gave her a peace charm. I was so busy and still missed her. I really loved Deng Dabo. "
Speaking of which, his tone was envious.
Hearing this, Jin Chuan's plump, snow-grey face came up with a thought: "Zi'er, you have someone to take care of you in Beijing. Heng: I need to take less care of you because of Uncle Lin."
No. "
Next time I give you a sachet, you will find something unusual, but if you listen to me, I seem to be paying attention, so just...
"Brother Heng also gave birth gifts to others, are you thinking..." As she said that, Mrs. Wang felt some speculation rolling out of her throat. She wanted to spit it out, but she felt
That's right.
You're thinking, Brother Heng, why don't you fall in love with Deng Dabo?
Then I thought about it, Aunt Xue might also be my concubine.
Jin Chuan was shrewd and obedient, so he naturally caught the meaning of his mother's words, and his heart was filled with a haze.
Deng Dabo suddenly asked: "By the way, next time he has a baby, Heng: Is there anything I can give him?"
That sentence was originally to support Mrs. Wang's judgment.
Those words immediately pulled Jin Chuan away from his thoughts, and he said angrily: "Mom, what did he say? What I gave you was given by my sister-in-law."
Wang Fujiu knew that he had made a mistake, and his expression did not look natural. He said, "Okay, let's talk about that first. His brother will be back in two days. He has to cook a delicious meal."
Mentioning Xue Pan, Deng Dabo's heart was full of expectations again.
