Ningguo Mansion, the courtyard where Miaoyu lives——
In the side room, Jia Heng and Miaoyu held hands and talked, asking, "Miaoyu, when will you put on a normal dress?"
"What are you going to do if you change into your normal clothes?" Miaoyu's bright eyes sparkled under her curved eyebrows, a little confused. Jia Heng said softly: "Well, I just wanted to take a look. I haven't seen you wearing ordinary daughter's clothes yet."
Miaoyu is a young lady who comes from an official family. She has a bookish air no matter how she talks, behaves or dresses.
Hearing this, Miaoyu suddenly came over, turned her head aside, her face was slightly flushed, and said: "The poor nun is a monk." A man will die for a confidant, and a woman will have a look that pleases her. Perhaps she should change into a new one. Let him see the suit skirt too?
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said, "What's wrong with the monks? You just put it on for me to see in private. I look at your monk's robe every day. It's a bit monotonous."
Miaoyu: "...."
The nun snorted softly and said quietly: "Who just liked the monks?"
Jia Heng grabbed Miaoyu's slender hair and said softly: "Just look at it once or twice. Normally you are still wearing a monk's robe." What he likes is that Miaoyu wears red makeup just for him. Normally, she just dresses like a monk.
Miaoyu: "???"
Under Chunshan's dark eyebrows, her bright eyes were slightly covered with frost and dew, and she had already understood. She glared at Jia Heng angrily. Just as Jia Heng said in his original letter, his voice was clear and upright, as if a green lotus had entered the water, and he said: " I wear monk robes for spiritual practice, not to please...
At the end of the sentence, his voice was weak and he obviously had no confidence at all.
Jia Heng gently hugged Miaoyu's shoulders and said: "You have six impure roots and your love is not over. I think if your uncle's parents have spirits in heaven, they also hope that you can marry and have children like ordinary girls, and be safe and happy." .”
When Miao Yu heard this, her jade face paused slightly, but she did not refute what Jia Heng said. She seemed to be in a daze under the ripples of autumn water.
"In the past, you were not tolerated by the powerful. You had to become a monk to avoid disaster. Now that King Zhongshun has fallen, no one can hurt you. Now you are practicing in the palace. You are good at Buddhism and can also be at home. Study hard, but there is no need to become a monk in the future." Jia Heng said softly.
Miaoyu's soft light flickered, and she raised her pure jade face and looked at the young man quietly. After a moment of silence, she said firmly: "I have been used to practicing with my hair for many years. Now that I have returned to secular life, I feel a little overwhelmed."
She is an unlucky person, her life is overthrown by her relatives, and she can only be saved if she is in the Brahma Gate.
Moreover, even if she really wants to follow the person in front of her for the rest of her life, she doesn't want to serve him with sex. She would rather be with him like a river of stars shining in the autumn water, looking at each other across the threshold...
She was an outsider, and if he wanted to come over, it would only be a matter of one step.
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Yes, that's okay. There is a Cuicui Nunnery in the newly built garden. You will lead the practice in the nunnery. I will often visit you and listen to the female Bodhisattva's Zen lectures." According to the Dharma, when you want to return to secular life in the future, you can change it to a mansion."
Miaoyu's heart trembled slightly, her icy-skinned face was already as red as a rose stamen. She glanced at the young man opposite and said angrily: "You... you are a prisoner, you are like a poor nun who belongs to your family. Just waiting for you."
Jia Heng put his arm around Miaoyu's shoulder and said, "Aren't you from my family, or from someone else's family?" As he said that, he grabbed Miaoyu's bare hand with his other hand.
Miaoyu snorted softly, with a hint of shame and anger clearly showing in her watery bright eyes, and said: "You are a disciple, you are not allowed to corrupt the practice of poor nuns."
In fact, the girl had already accepted and enjoyed Jia Heng's teasing and frivolity in the past. Ever since Jia Heng overthrew King Zhongshun at the beginning of the year and helped Miao Yusi sacrifice her mother, this arrogant official lady had already lost her love. Tie, by the time Jia Heng wrote a love letter, the love was so deep that she couldn't extricate herself.
"I'm messing with your concentration and helping you practice. As the saying goes, if you don't go through the world of mortals, how can you talk about conquering the world of mortals?" Jia Heng looked at the beautiful Miaoyu, and his eyes fell on the two shiny and slightly pink lips. , leaned over.
Miaoyu was murmuring what Jia Heng said, "It will mess with your concentration and help you practice." Immediately, she realized what she was saying, her crooked eyelashes trembled slightly, and her dazed face
Ruo Bingyu's face turned rosy and she said in surprise: "What are you doing... huh?"
Immediately, he felt his lips soften, and then a fiery breath hit his face. The young man had clearly come closer, and then there was a "buzz" sound, which was a ruthless and powerful plunder.
The foreign body invaded the sandalwood mouth, and the nun's beautiful face suddenly became as hot as fire, and she let out a soft snort from her nose. The slender hands tightly grasped the corners of the monk's robe, and the sides of his shaved shoulders were trembling.
After a while, Jia Heng pursed his lips and looked at Miaoyu, who had beautiful cheeks and was ashamed. He gently took Su's hand and made the girl nestle in his arms. He whispered, "I will help my master every day after I become a disciple." What can Master Tairu do about Tai's cultivation?"
He had just stamped the seal, but he didn't expect Miaoyu to be stunned on the spot. He almost opened the door and bowed down to the thieves, so he had no choice but to march straight in and capture the city.
In fact, I feel more pity for Miaoyu. If Miaoyu's judgment is followed, Miaoyu, who has lost her parents since she was a child, will eventually be unable to escape the fate of Baiyu falling into the quagmire.
Miaoyu's beautiful face was as red as rouge, and her bright eyes were sparkling. Her heart was filled with shame and joy, and she said angrily: "You... know how to bully others."
Now, there is no more practice.
It’s just that she is an unlucky person, whose fate is bad for her relatives...
Jia Heng gently stroked Miaoyu's hair and said in a gentle tone: "Miaoyu, my uncle's parents are alive in heaven. They will be happy to see you find a good home like an ordinary girl."
It would not be too satisfying for my daughter to become an outsider and live a non-monk and non-Taoist life. "A good home..." Miaoyu murmured and repeated, her eyes looking distant and incomprehensible for a moment.
If she was not an ominous person, the young man in front of her would undoubtedly be a good home for her. These days, whenever she had some free time, his shadow would be in front of her eyes, and she would think about him like a demonic barrier.
Jia Heng picked up Miaoyu's hand and played with it gently. Miaoyu's fingers were slender and not smeared with any elixir. He inserted a ring into the slender jade finger.
"This..." Miaoyu was lost in thought when she suddenly felt something strange in her fingers. She looked dazed and looked down at the jade ring. Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly knitted with lilacs in the two bends of Jiangnan Water Lane. He stood up, stretched out immediately, and looked at Jia Heng in confusion, his mind at a loss.
Jia Heng looked at the blushing Miaoyu and said softly: "I thought that since I met Master Miaoyu, I haven't given him any gifts, so I gave this ring to Master Miaoyu as a token of love." As a token, I can still think of it as before when I am not with Master Tai when she looks at the ring."
He had this ring on him before he came. Miaoyu: "...."
Listening to the gentle words in his ears, his heart was filled with joy and sweetness. He looked at the young man with a fair face and said angrily, "I always call him Master Tai, which is neither fish nor fowl."
But there is an unspeakable feeling in my heart. Is it a token of love?
Jia Heng gently held Miaoyu's plain hand and asked, "Is Master Tai a little weak and her hands are a little cold?"
Miaoyu pursed her lips and said softly: "I'm fine. Maybe you haven't slept well during this time."
Jia Heng gently stroked Miaoyu's cheek, clearly feeling that Miaoyu was a little embarrassed, and warned: "It's okay for you to observe the fast, but you should also pay attention to your normal diet, so as not to get sick like last time."
When Miaoyu fell ill, he personally served her with decoction and medicine.
Listening to what the young man said, waves of warmth surged through Miaoyu's heart, and she whispered, "I will pay attention."
Jia Heng did not continue to hug Miaoyu, but said with a smile: "Master Miaoyu is very good at chess, how about we talk about a game?" Miaoyu has an elegant temperament, and although teasing Miaoyu is fun, it is also good to do other things. interesting.
Miaoyu said in a clear voice: "That's fine, the poor nun is about to ask you about your situation in Huai'an Mansion." After saying that, she ordered the maid Susu to prepare the chessboard and chess pieces.
The two were playing chess across a chessboard, and after just one game, Jia Heng felt that Miaoyu had a shrewd mind and extraordinary chess skills, which made him a bit unstoppable. Moreover, Miaoyu had always been competitive and did not give in.
Miaoyu looked at the boy opposite him in surprise and said, "Your chess skills..."
She really didn't expect that the young man in front of her who was omnipotent in her heart was not very good at playing Go. Thinking of this, she felt her heart move slightly, as if the vague person was more real.
Jia Heng smiled and said: "I don't usually play Go, and your family has a long history of learning. It's normal that I can't play Go. How about the two of us playing backgammon?"
"Backgammon?" A look of confusion appeared on Miaoyu's cold and frosty face, but it was obviously gone. "The next game of backgammon is much faster than that of Go." Jia Heng briefly explained the rules.
Miaoyu was originally a very thoughtful person, and she understood the rules after just a few minutes of listening, and said softly: "This method is simple and easy to understand, but it's also very ingenious."
Afterwards, Jia Heng and Miao Yu were playing backgammon while talking about going to Henan to quell the chaos, and then going to Huai'an Prefecture to fight floods and regulate rivers.
Miaoyu gradually stopped playing behind her, and instead picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Jia Heng. She listened calmly to the young man opposite him talking about things outside. As Jia Heng talked, thoughts sometimes appeared in her beautiful eyes. look, and sometimes a look of worry on his face.
Jia Heng put down the tea cup, sighed softly, and said: "In the end, a few embankments burst, but fortunately no major casualties were caused." "Just try your best, don't worry about it." Miaoyu's bright eyes were clear, He gave a slight sigh of relief.
Under the slender eyebrows of Liu Ye, her bright eyes looked steadily at the young man opposite, and said in a clear voice: "You are young, and the things you have experienced are as twists and turns as a book, with ups and downs, which makes people fascinated. .”
Compared to his frivolity just now, she found that she seemed to prefer hearing him tell her these outside things. She always felt that she was much closer to the person in front of her at this moment.
Jia Heng put down the green jade bucket, his eyes were clear, and he asked: "Where is the master? What has the master learned over the years? Let me tell you."
"Me?" Miaoyu said in surprise. Under Liuye's slender eyebrows, her watery eyes turned to look out the window. She was a little lost in thought. Her voice was long and erratic, and she said, "I have been weak and sick since I was a child. How many medicines have I taken? None of them were good, so I saved my life only after I sacrificed my life to practice in a temple. When I got older, something happened to my family, and I followed my master to hide in Tibet. I went to many places and met many people along the way, but... ...."
The girl said, but there was an unspeakable sadness in her soft voice, "After so many years, I suddenly realized that even though I have been to many places, there is nothing that I can remember and linger on. Even though I have met many people, I still feel vulgar. I can't stand it anymore, what I see with my eyes is almost colorless, what I hear with my ears is of no interest, until..."
After saying that, the girl turned her clear eyes and glanced at the boy. Under the willow-leaf eyebrows, her clear eyes were like a mountain spring, as warm as the flowing water from the small bridge in the Jiangnan water town, but she didn't say anything.
Instead, she picked up the green jade bucket in front of Jia Heng with her slender jade hand wearing a ring. The girl, who was born with a mysophobia, gently took a sip of tea in the green jade bucket where Jia Heng had just drank tea. The sunlight shone on the girl's face. The skin on Zhang Yanmei's cheeks is smooth and flawless, with almost no flaws, which makes people's hearts beat.
And until...there are thousands of words welling up in the girl's heart.
Until I met Jia Heng, the first time I was taken care of meticulously by someone other than the master when I was sick, the first time I was asked about my mother and life experience by him, the first time I joked and joked with him, and the first time I was written Love letters, the first time I dreamed of him at night, the first skin-to-skin kiss, the first time someone gave me a ring... Every first time is so unforgettable, and in this lonely life, I feel like... If it suddenly has color and vitality.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, looking at Miaoyu, listening to the girl speak in a melancholy tone, it seemed that even he was brought into a kind of bored, lonely and lonely mood, and then he looked at him again, with a sad look of self-admiration. , there is the joy of meeting your beloved, the attachment of your eyebrows, and the light of admiration.
Just one glance is worth a thousand words. Well, Master Tai is very good at flirting.
In other words, it was not Miaoyu's intention to flirt with each other, but the true love between a man and a woman. Once the heart is moved, it is already beautiful and picturesque.
And this is a jade with a temperament as beautiful as an orchid and a talent as fragrant as an immortal.
Jia Heng didn't know what he was thinking about. He felt a little sad, but also a little indescribably happy, and
Some pride, but not much lust.
Literary young women always give people an experience of the fusion of spirituality and desire, because their hearts are like poetry, full of twists and turns, and their perspectives of observing the world are quite different, which can always give people an unspeakable new experience.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, suppressed the strange thoughts in his heart, and said softly: "The world is vast, it's meaningless to say anything. Then from now on, I will accompany your master to see the world of mortals, how about it?"
Miaoyu's withdrawn character is not without reason.
In A Dream of Red Mansions, Li Wan admits that he has always disliked Miaoyu's personality, but in his opinion, although Miaoyu has an arrogant and eccentric temperament, she should be lonelier than anyone else in her heart and long for a confidant.
In the original work, I heard Yun Dai and Yun Dai jointly writing poems in the Aojing Pavilion, "The shadows of cranes are crossed in the cold pond, and the souls of flowers are buried in the cold moon." They once said, "The bells are ringing in the green temple and the chickens are singing in the Daoxiang Village."
If Baoyu had not received Xiuyan's guidance, he would not have regarded Miaoyu as a confidant, and his appearance must have become an unforgettable part of Miaoyu's life.
Jia Heng stretched out his hand to hold Miaoyu's plain hand and whispered, "Miaoyu."
Miaoyu heard the young man's soft call and met the warm eyes across from him. In the flickering eyes, she could see the surging crystal. She turned to a pretty face with exquisite beauty and said in a clear voice: "Uncle Heng is busy with official duties." Don't worry about the poor nuns."
As arrogant as ever.
Jia Heng smiled softly and did not take Miaoyu's words seriously.
At this moment, the maid Su Su said: "Girl, the fourth girl is here."
Miaoyu gently broke away from Jia Heng's hand, took a deep breath, and her expression returned to normal, looking as if nothing had happened.
As he was talking, Xichun was seen entering the side room surrounded by the maids and colorful screens. Seeing the two people silently chanting, he said in surprise: "Brother Heng is also here with Master Miaoyu?"
Jia Heng looked at Xichun with gentle eyes and said, "Fourth sister, I came here to play chess with Miaoyu. Where is fourth sister?"
Xichun glanced at the two of them, his moving eyes lingering on the chess floor for a while, a trace of suspicion flashed in his heart, and he said in a playful voice: "I drew a painting and wanted Master Miaoyu to see it."
Jia Heng smiled when he heard this and asked with great interest: "Oh? Let me see, what is the painting?" "The figure painting I painted a few days ago is Master Miaoyu." Xichun said softly and sat down close. As he said this, he asked the person behind him to deliver a scroll and handed it over.
Jia Heng took the scroll and slowly unfolded it. On the open drawing paper, he saw a slim nun, dressed in moon-white monk robes, with picturesque features and beautiful face. She was holding a teapot and pouring it. The flowers stand on the corridor, their temperament is like orchids in the empty valley, flowing elegantly out of the dust.
"Looking at the painting, it looks similar. Is it just this painting?" Jia Heng looked at the scroll and looked at Xichun curiously.
The arrogant little loli has pink cheeks and a slight smile between her brows and eyes. Compared with her previous frosty appearance, she undoubtedly has a lot more vivid and bright charm.
"It's the kind of brushwork that Brother Heng used last time. I saw that painting people and objects were very similar, so I learned from this technique and introduced the painting method. The master who taught painting said that this method has its own style, so he asked me to practice it diligently. ." Xichun said lively.
Jia Heng chuckled and said, "Fourth sister will practice hard and become a female painting saint in the future."
Hearing what Jia Heng said, Xichun felt a little ashamed for a moment, and said, "Brother Heng has been praised too much. The art of painting is so broad and profound that I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve anything even with all my life's efforts. It's even harder to be a painting saint." think."
Seeing the eagerness of the brother and sister's words, and knowing that they were painting themselves, Miaoyu was also a little curious. Under her beautiful eyebrows, her clear eyes were slightly focused, and she looked intently at the scroll in Jia Heng's hand.
Jia Heng handed the painting scroll over and said, "Master, please take a look. It's so lifelike, every detail is visible, and it looks like you." Miaoyu pursed her pink lips, reached out to take the scroll, and started to admire it. Looking at the figures above, his eyes lit up and he said, "There is some resemblance."
Xichun looked at the young man in green shirt and whispered, "Brother Heng, why don't I draw one for you too." Jia Heng smiled and said, "Okay, I'm just not free today, so I'll make an appointment with my sister. "
Xichun originally wanted to say that there is no need to sit there, I will just remember the appearance and then I can draw it later. But after thinking about it, when the words came to her lips, she said instead: "Brother Heng, this
Come to my place when you are free for two days, and I will watch and paint. "
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Well, I'll go take a look in the next two days."
Xichun said "Yeah", with joy in her eyes and a feeling of joy in her heart. On the other side is Huifang Garden.
Qin Keqing and Baochai, who was visiting, were walking along the stone path in Huifang Garden. It was the end of midsummer and it was a little hot. Qin Keqing was wearing a white gauze cloak with gold-embroidered collar and cuffs. The peach red dress is quite refreshing. She has just been moisturized last night, and her face is radiant. Even the flowers that are in full bloom by the stone path are slightly inferior.
Baochai, on the other hand, is a girl with a plump figure and smooth muscles and bones, wearing a light yellow double-breasted jacket with pink floral patterns and a long skirt embroidered with pink orchids. She has a face as white as snow and a pear pistil. , seeing inexplicable sadness.
"Husband, he went to see the fourth sister early in the morning, but he has been at the house these two days, and the palace gave him a good two days' rest.
Qin Keqing sensed some of Baochai's frustration, thought about it, and said with relief.
After the beauty got up, she waited for a while and was somewhat surprised when she learned from the visiting Baochai that Jia Heng had not gone to look for Baochai.
Baochai said absently: "Sister Qin, there may be something wrong with Brother Heng, but it won't happen at this moment." She originally thought that he would come to look for her as soon as possible...
Qin Keqing took Baochai's hand, led him into an octagonal pavilion, and sat down on the stone bench.
Qin Keqing took in the worry between Baochai's eyebrows and said softly: "He has been away from home for so long. Now that he is back, he should stay with us. You wait here, I will call him right away." "
A husband should also drink a bowl of water and meet Sister Xue when he comes back. At this time, Qin Keqing felt a sense of "fighting against injustice".
Jia Heng played backgammon with Xichun for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, he didn't wait much longer and left the Miaoyu Courtyard and headed to the backyard.
He saw Qin Keqing leading two maids from the corridor and asked with a smile: "Keqing, why are you here?"
Qin Keqing came very close, her soft and delicate eyes were a little reproachful, and said: "Husband, didn't I tell you yesterday...Didn't my husband forget?"
Didn’t my husband like Sister Xue particularly in the past? Now....
She didn't know why, but she felt that if her husband was no longer interested in Sister Xue... But she didn't feel much joy in her heart, but felt a little panicked.
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said, "I didn't forget. I just went to talk to my fourth sister for a while. I'm going over there now. Where is he?" He was just thinking about how to go to see Baochai, because Xianning and the little princess The dual role has made some things complicated.
"Sister Xue is in Huifang Garden. Husband, she is at home these days and misses her husband a lot." Qin Keqing sighed softly and said softly.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Well, I'll go take a look right now."
