Grand View Garden
Summer thunderstorms were falling, and the lanterns hung under the eaves of the courtyard were mute and humming. The water tank in the southwest corner of the square courtyard was already filled with heavy rain, and the accumulated rain overflowed along the wet tank wall. It will come out and scatter on the grass, adding a bit of lushness to the courtyard.
Ping'er secretly glanced at the inner room. He saw a cheek with picturesque features as bright as fire, and a delicate body as soft as water. He could only support himself by leaning on the door, and the cool summer breeze blowing from the gap in the window was all gone. The heat in my heart never quenches.
And the sound of rain pounding on the eaves, doors and windows did not make Miss Ping, who was always known as the "Bodhisattva" in Rongguo Mansion, feel any cooler.
The wardrobe mirror, illuminated by bright candlelight, is so bright that the entangled vines and trees are reflected in every detail. It is like a mirror of love, heaven and hatred. At this moment, it actually forms a kind of reflection on the original work. pay tribute?
Jia Heng retracted his gaze and suppressed the poetic murmur in his heart.
He didn't know why he remembered this.
Jia Heng turned to look at the bronze mirror, only to see the beauty covered with beads of sweat that had blown away her powder. Her hair on the temples was like a cloud of clouds, and her bright and charming face looked like a drunken fairy concubine with a hair on her beautiful neck. A thin layer of watery sweat beads reflected the candlelight, and the earrings on the earlobes seemed to be shining with circles of light.
The young woman Hua Xin was like a phoenix of the three innate tribes, with her neck held high, her two willow-shaped eyebrows raised, her beautiful eyes slightly opened, her voice was surprisingly smooth and charming, and she said: "Brother Heng, right now, your legs are a little bit... acid."
If this continues, my legs will no doubt be aching and my feet will be numb.
Jia Heng whispered: "Sister-in-law Feng, let's go to the back room to talk."
Sister Feng's face was slightly startled. Before she could respond, she was stunned for a moment and let out an unconscious grunt. It was obvious that the person had pulled away and she couldn't help but curse.
Jia Heng handed over a handkerchief and whispered: "Sister-in-law Feng, Xifu should also be more frugal. Expenses that should not be used should be cut off in time. Don't be too extravagant."
Since the investigation of the Lai family, the financial situation of Rongguo Mansion has undoubtedly improved a lot, but the extravagant approach of spending a chicken to eat a meatball is obviously not appropriate.
"I have a handkerchief here, you...you can use it yourself." Sister Feng's gorgeous jade cheeks were as red as blood, like a phoenix of the three innate tribes. She glanced at the wind-swept and rain-soaked Buzhou Mountain, and her heart skipped a beat at the sparkling light. , secretly cursed, took out a handkerchief, and said in a trembling voice.
Why is the heavy rain this summer so heavy?
Jia Heng didn't say much. He pulled Sister Feng to the bed where the curtains were hung, and said seriously: "Sister-in-law Feng, in the future we will not only increase revenue, but also reduce expenditure."
Sister Feng folded up the handkerchief, threw it aside, glanced to the side, and said in a sweet voice: "The mansion has been used to spending money for so many years. Not to mention other things, there are three to four hundred servants, and the monthly cost of a month is nearly a thousand taels." Money is used for food and clothing in each house, and a lot of money is needed during the holidays."
As he spoke, the standing cabinet in front of him quickly passed away like a fleeting glimpse. The mosquito net on the curtain came into view. The embroidery on the curtain was clearly a hibiscus flower.
Jia Heng looked at the beauty condescendingly, and when he came closer, his voice suddenly became a little deeper, and he said: "The farmland and shop in the house also generate a lot of profit every year. Plus the few shops I asked Sister-in-law Feng to buy the year before last, it should be almost the same."
Sister Feng frowned and lowered her beautiful eyes, but her heart felt shy and happy. She snorted unconsciously and said in a trembling voice: "That's barely enough for the flowers in the house. It was originally more than a million taels of silver. Isn't it half of it?" Did you build a garden?"
Now it seems that this garden was built for this man to hide his beauty in a golden house.
Sister Xue and Sister Lin both became his concubines. Sister Xue didn't say anything, but how old was Sister Lin?
The men of the Jia family are all bad melons on a vine!
Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered something and wanted to laugh a little, and said charmingly: "Brother Heng, do you know that the old lady originally intended to kill Sister Lin..."
The beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and she felt that half of her words were blocked back before she could speak. Her slightly opened Danfeng eyes glanced at the young man angrily.
Jia Heng said: "Baoyu's temperament means that we should get married within the next two years."
Now I don’t know who Mother Jia has taken a fancy to, shouldn’t it be Baoqin?
In fact, Jia Mu had really taken a fancy to Bao Qin before, but she gave up after hearing that Bao Qin didn't want to settle down in the past two years.
Jia Heng thought about this and raised his palm.
Sister Feng was secretly ashamed and angry, when she suddenly felt that she had been attacked, her heart skipped a beat, and she cursed, but she knew the man's intention, so she endured the shame and baked a pancake.
She really knows people well but doesn't know their hearts. Sooner or later, if this person... gives her a child, she will have someone to rely on for the rest of her life.
It can be said that with Jia Heng being granted the title of Duke, it is normal for Sister Feng to think more than just a short-term pleasure.
Because even if it is an illegitimate child, there will be a guarantee in the future.
Jia Heng held his plump waist, his eyes reflected the golden hairpin on his bun, and he felt a little lost.
Although Sister Feng's temperament is a bit more aggressive and very coy, as time goes by, she is gradually changed and shaped by her own hands.
Sister Feng didn't see the man talking at the moment. She was shy and anxious. She bit her pink lips with her teeth and couldn't push her.
Jia Heng suddenly said: "Sister-in-law Feng, Brother Lian has been in Guizhou for a long time. Sister-in-law Feng hasn't written to him in the past two years?"
Sister Feng: "..."
This person is a dog, right? What is he doing with Lian Er now?
She has long since severed ties with the heartless seed that was struck by thunder that day.
"I don't know a few words, so... what letter should I write?" Sister Feng's voice was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't help it. She shook her body with anger, and for a while, the anger in her heart disappeared a little.
In fact, Sister Feng only doesn't know many words, but she can still recognize ordinary accounts and gift lists.
Jia Heng's expression paused, and his voice trembled slightly as he said, "Sister-in-law Feng, can you dictate it and let someone else write it?"
Sister Feng kept scolding secretly and was too lazy to pay attention to the young man. She just pretended to be dead and ignored him.
Fortunately, Jia Heng also acted on a whim and did not force others to do anything.
I don’t know how long it took, but the heavy rain outside the courtyard gradually stopped, and the strong wind came slowly. The rain fell from a leafy sycamore tree where the Phoenix had never lived. The rainfall was abundant, almost like a waterfall, and suddenly, the sky was lifted up. Looking around, it was almost midnight.
The lights in the rooms and courtyards of Ningrong and Rongfu gradually went out, and the night was silent. Everything was silent except for the sound of summer frogs croaking from Qinfang Creek and ponds everywhere.
Jia Heng hugged Sister Feng now, and his eyes gradually returned to calm.
Sister Feng was slightly breathy. Under her willow-shaped eyebrows, Danfeng's eyes were slightly narrowed. She didn't speak for a long time. After a while, there was a hint of shame in her voice and she said delicately: "Brother Heng, I...I heard from brother that there is something in the south." The pirates were plundering in Nanyang, and some merchants without guards lost their money."
Maritime trade also has many dangers, not only shipwrecks in storms, but also plunder by pirates.
Jia Heng put his arms around Sister Feng, his palms changing, and he said in a warm voice: "The imperial court will soon use the navies of Jiangsu and Zhejiang to wipe out the remnants of the pirates."
As the South opened up to the sea and prospered, the pirates who were originally entrenched in Jilong Mountain and the coast of Zhejiang colluded with the barbarians and started robbing homes and homes.
And King Beijing sent water to the imperial court to deal with these barbarians.
In fact, it was still the same as after Jia Heng defeated Duduo last time. His time in Jiangnan was too short and the soil for pirates to survive was not completely eradicated, so he went to the north to prepare for prisoners.
Sister Feng rested her head against Jia Heng's arms. For some reason, she felt an indescribable joy in her heart. Perhaps compared to the past when she turned around and left, embracing each other today was undoubtedly a little more tender.
It even gave Hua Xin the illusion of being a couple.
Sister Feng said in a charming voice: "You are capable. We, the female generation, managed to save some body and soul, but we spent it all carelessly. We are old and have nothing to rely on. What should we do?"
She had to find a way to keep a child. Although it was an illegitimate child, this man was the Duke of the country and would definitely provide a good background for the child.
Then she will have someone to rely on for the rest of her life. When the child becomes successful again, maybe she will also be given a royal title?
Jia Heng didn't react for a moment and said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng is worrying too much. As long as you are in the mansion, the mansion will support you."
Doesn’t Sister Feng want status? This really can’t be given.
Sister Feng snorted coldly, her red and phoenix eyes overflowing with charm, and said deliberately: "Maybe ten or eight years ago, the Duke of the country disliked me for being old and old, so he ignored me? What kind of stunning women are not around me now? What about Second Sister You and Third Sister You?" Sister, all of them are brightly colored."
Without this person's permission, even if she had a child, she probably wouldn't be able to keep it.
Jia Heng looked at Sister Feng, who had a hint of coquettishness in her resentful tone. For a moment, she couldn't bear it anymore and pursed her lips. The young woman Hua Xin could not suppress her expressions and closed her eyes with shame and joy.
Immediately, Jia Heng comforted and said: "That won't happen. Sister-in-law Feng is a stunning beauty, born with good..."
As he said it, he felt it was really indecent, so he didn't continue talking.
Listening to the rare sweet words in her ears, Sister Feng felt a surge of sweetness and...satisfaction in her heart. She said angrily: "I can see that you are not an honest person either. I'm afraid you've hit me a long time ago." Got an idea?"
No wonder just now...there were those bastard words when they were intimate.
After thinking about it, I didn't talk about the child after all. This matter cannot be used to scare the snake.
Jia Heng sneered and said: "Sister-in-law Feng was in my room wearing imperial uniform that day? Now she's rake up? If it weren't for some strange combination of circumstances, how would Sister-in-law Feng think this would have happened?"
This Sister Feng is indeed a strong one. After a few times, she just got acquainted with him and started to want to overpower him. Of course, he was too eager, but that day Sister Feng seemed to treat him as...
When Sister Feng was mentioned about the scandal of that day, her face as bright as a spring flower was filled with embarrassment. She hesitated and said: "I...I..."
I feel a little ashamed and angry. Without that day, today's things would be gone, right?
Then who was tossing her around just now? Once was it a dream, the second time was still a dream, the third time was still a dream?
Ever since I came back, I've seen her do it every time. How greedy are you for her body?
Sure enough, there are all men who are greedy, greedy, and will have sex with other people's bastard wives whenever they get the chance...
Well, these words are a bit scolding myself.
Anyway, one slap won’t make a difference!
"Okay, it's not interesting to talk about that." Jia Heng pulled Sister Feng, who was blushing with shame, and gently piled a snowman, and said, "Let's look forward."
"You insist on carrying it." Sister Feng bit her lower lip, Danfeng's eyes filled with shame, and she put her arms around Jia Heng.
When she was in Dongfu, Uncle Heng bullied her. He used the usury money to threaten her and make her make a fool of herself.
The two whispered a few words, and Jia Heng said softly: "It's getting late, so I'll go back first."
It was impossible for him to spend the night at Ping'er's place.
Sister Feng's beautiful face had a hint of hidden expectation, and she said in a tired voice: "The road is slippery in the rain, so be careful on the road."
I don’t know why, but I feel a little reluctant to part with it.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Sister-in-law Feng, you should rest earlier."
After saying that, he got up and put on his clothes.
Sister Feng said: "Brother Heng, why don't you send Ping'er to your room? From now on..."
From now on, if she misses this enemy, she might as well contact him in Ping'er's name, otherwise it will definitely make people suspicious over time.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said, "Sister-in-law Feng should ask Ping'er for her opinion."
He didn't force the matter.
After finishing his clothes, he came out of the inner compartment, looked at the girl whose cheeks were as red as blood, nodded and said, "Ping'er, go and serve your grandma."
Ping'er quickly stood up, said "hmm" and walked quickly towards the back room.
Jia Heng left the wing, but saw the shadowy and dark courtyard after the rain. The cool summer night breeze hit his face. The heat was gone. Feeling refreshed and calm, he went to the water tank under the eaves of the corridor to wash himself gently. the handle.
Without saying much, he walked along the dimly lit corridor, holding a lantern, and headed towards Qichiyuan.
At this moment, it was already midnight in the Qichi Courtyard. The candlelight was thin and the night was long. The moisture from the rainy night blew the curtains from the propped-up door, falling on the girl's face, and a lingering sleepiness surged up.
Zhen Xi held her white little hands and yawned, saying, "Sister, I'll fall asleep first."
"Well, you can go to sleep and I will read for a while." Zhen Lan Mingli said softly with a smile in her eyes.
Seeing this, Zhen Xi covered her mouth with her little hand, entered the inner compartment, got on the bed and went to sleep. Not long after, the sound of even breathing sounded from the inner compartment, just like a snoozing kitten.
Although the two sisters usually sleep in the same room, they are divided into several spaces by screens, similar to the blue gauze cabinet in Jia Mu's house.
Zhen Lan sat behind the desk for a while, then tiptoed towards the inner room where Zhen Xi was. When she heard the even breathing, her eyes flashed and she came closer.
With the faint light, he stood at the head of the bed for a while. When Zhen Xi turned over in his sleep, he quickly touched a letter under the pillow and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
The girl came to the desk with a letter, hesitated for a moment, put the envelope in front of the candle, and heated the sealing paint with a few blows. Then she took a knife and opened it gently, and then carefully removed it from the envelope. Two pieces of letterhead were drawn out.
Reading by the candlestick, those eyes that resembled Zhen Qing's could not help but widen a little, feeling inexplicably frightened.
I only saw the words written on it: "It has been a long time since we have seen each other. I have not heard about the current situation. I am thinking of my fist with great sincerity. When I heard that my husband returned to the capital in triumph, I was overjoyed. The fetus in my belly is all well. Please don't worry about me..."
After all, Zhen Qing came from a scholarly family in the Jiangnan Zhen family. Naturally, she would not call out sentences like "Dead ghost, I miss you" in her letters. Her choice of words and sentences tended to be subtle and beautiful. She did not have any aftertaste of sexual intercourse, but that Such fiery and passionate words overflow between the lines.
Zhen Lanfang's heart trembled, her mouth opened slightly, and she could not help but shiver as the cool breeze hit her.
Sister, is this a letter written by Brother Heng? Why are the words so intimate, as if they are lovers... What is the relationship between the two?
The girl was in a state of shock and confusion when her vision suddenly dimmed. Her heart skipped a beat and she was almost frightened. She raised her eyes and saw a young man with clear eyebrows and divine eyes standing in front of her. He looked at himself with a warm smile.
"ah……"
Zhen Lanfang's heart was shaken, and she lost her voice for a moment. The letter and the envelope she held fell like yellow maple leaves on the desk, and finally fell to the ground.
Jia Heng came forward, bent down to pick up the letter paper, and when he stood up, the wind caused the candlelight to sway uncertainly. His eyebrows and face were hidden in a mass of shadow, and he said, "Sister Lan."
"Brother Heng." Zhen Lan responded with a trembling voice, but when she saw the young man approaching, her heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously wanted to dodge.
But then I felt a little self-deprecating in my heart.
She and Brother Heng have been as close as one family for a long time. If Brother Heng wants to... bully her, she can only bear it.
But I saw the young man speaking in a low, cold voice next to my ear: "Sister Lan, it is not a good habit to secretly open other people's letters and pry into other people's private affairs."
When Zhen Lan heard this, her heart trembled, her eyes were filled with panic, and she said, "Brother Heng, I didn't do it on purpose, I was just out of curiosity."
Seeing the young man looking at me quietly, I felt fear in my heart. I didn't know that the string was wrong, so I said: "Brother Heng, you...won't you silence me?"
Because Fang Cun was in such a mess, I was naturally nervous. When the word "Yeah" came to my lips, it suddenly turned into "Is it?"
Jia Heng paused slightly as he put the letter into the envelope, took a deep look at Zhen Lan, and chuckled: "Sister Lan, this is a good suggestion."
Zhen Lan was already embarrassed and ashamed when she heard the words. However, after the young man joked about it, the fear in her heart faded a little. She cast her eyes on the letter and became curious. She murmured: "Brother Heng, you and eldest sister …”
After he finished speaking, he saw that the vision in front of him was a little dim, a soft and slightly warm breath came closer, and then his lips softened, that long and familiar grasp.
For a long time, Zhen Lan looked at the young man with blushing cheeks. There was a hint of sharp charm in her bright eyes shrouded in sharp aura, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, I..."
"If you don't dare to ask, don't ask. I have to shut you up, right?" At this moment, Jia Heng was not busy stuffing the letter into the envelope, but was reading the words on it by the light.
Mopan expresses his longing in the letter, and the joy, expectation and strong longing for becoming a mother are vividly displayed on the paper.
Jia Heng stopped reading and was silent for a moment. He then placed the letter in the book on the candle and lit it. After a while, a few wisps of black smoke and a ball of red fire came together, swallowing the paper.
Obviously, this kind of letter cannot be kept, otherwise it will be lost in writing and easily lead to disaster.
Zhen Lan stared at the young man, her bright eyes flashed, and she pursed her lips slightly, as if the throbbing breath was still flowing between her teeth and cheeks.
Sure enough, he and his eldest sister were having an affair!
Ah, no wonder the eldest sister sent herself to Brother Heng, because she sold her for her lover.
Also, the child in eldest sister’s belly belongs to eldest brother Heng?
The girl's mind was spinning, and a tremor rushed up to the Tianling Gai. Could it be that she had stolen something and replaced it with something rare?
The eldest sister must have taken a fancy to the fact that Brother Heng had military power in the capital and would be helpful in seizing the throne.
Let her know that if the eldest brother Heng supports the king of Chu in the future, the eldest sister will be the queen, and then the son will naturally become the crown prince. Then the Zhen family will naturally be revitalized.
When Zhen Lan thought about this, she felt a surge of irritability in her heart.
not like this! If that day comes and she helps Brother Heng plan, then the queen should be...
Jia Heng looked at Zhen Lan, whose eyes flickered and her beautiful cheeks suddenly turned red, and asked curiously: "What are you thinking about? Your face is all red."
As he said that, he pinched the pink and soft skin. It felt so delicate that he couldn't help but pinch it again.
Under Zhen Lan's willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her narrow and clear eyes seemed to be surging with dew, soft and crystal clear, and she said with shame and annoyance: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng smiled and said: "Okay, don't make random guesses. What do you think you are thinking about so much? Why are you opening and reading other people's letters? You can't be as simple as your sister."
Zhen Lan was disgusted and said quietly: "Brother Heng likes my sister to be like that."
There is also a matter with the eldest sister that I don’t hide from my younger sister, but I hide it from her.
"It has nothing to do with that. I quite like you as you are." Jia Heng took Zhen Lan's slender hand and said softly.
She is carved from the same mold as Zhen Qing, but she is much greener than Zhen Qing.
Zhen Lan's cheeks were slightly red when the young man spoke, and she pursed her pink lips. She wanted to ask about the young man and the eldest sister in front of her, but she knew that the matter was too taboo, and the time to ask was not suitable.
Jia Heng said: "It's getting late. It's too late today. Let's go to your room and rest."
When Zhen Lan heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and before she had time to think about it, the young man held hands and walked towards the inner room.
Seeing the young man taking off his boots, Bai Te bit his lips and said, "Brother Heng, I'll get some hot water and help Brother Heng wash his feet."
"It's so late, and there may not be hot water. I've taken a shower today." Jia Heng looked at the girl and said softly: "Sister Lan, you don't mind."
In fact, there is no rush to become husband and wife with Zhen Lan.
The girl may not have much sincere and deep feelings for him. It will not be too late to get along with him, and she will need to educate him later.
Of course, I was having a lot of trouble with Sister Feng today, and I really didn’t have much to think about.
(End of chapter)
