Since Qin Zhong returned to the Qin Mansion, Baoyu kept thinking about him for the first few days, but as time went by, he completely forgot about Qin Zhong. Every time I wanted to find Sister Lin to be naughty, it just happened that Sister Lin went to the yard of Brother Rong's daughter-in-law.
So every time Baoyu came back from free school, he would always fight with Xiren, Bihen and other maids to eat the rouge on his lips. I thought that Sister Lin's anger would subside after a few days, and we could continue having fun together.
"But I didn't expect that there was only half a month left before the free school holiday. The teachers in the school had changed again. Only Duan Lang and a new old Confucian named Li were left. It is said that the old Confucian named Li was the uncle of Sister-in-law Zhu. , was deprived of his status as a Jinshi more than ten years ago due to his involvement in the Jiangnan fraud case, and his knowledge is indeed genuine, and he is now the deputy director of the Free School."
Daiyu and Keqing chatted about their brother Bao's situation, "Assistant Li and Mr. Duan are both strict teachers. Brother Bao suffered such heavy pressure and fell ill early this morning."
Qin Keqing asked enthusiastically: "Is Uncle Bao okay? Why isn't Auntie with you?"
"It was said to the outside world that it was because of the free studies. I didn't know that he and Bihen took a bath for two or three hours yesterday, but there was no water to cover the Jinshan Mountain. He deserved to be sick, so I didn't go to see him." Lin Daiyu pouted. Zui'er chuckled and asked, "Brother Rong, why aren't you here today? But he promised to give me a portrait."
"The uncle went to the village outside the city and can't come back until night. I'm afraid I won't be able to paint my aunt's portrait today." Qin Keqing led Aunt Lin to the room next to her, where there was a drawing board. "He hasn't even finished painting the portrait for his second aunt. I'm afraid my aunt will have to wait for some time."
Lin Daiyu hummed, "Sister Feng has been here several times and she hasn't finished painting yet. Brother Rong is just being lazy."
He does not mean that. Qin Keqing laughed forcefully and defended Uncle Rong: "I want to paint Aunt Feng more realistically. Every detail is meticulous, so it will definitely take some time."
Daiyu came to Dongfu more often, and she became closer to Uncle Rong and the Qin family. After hearing Qin Keqing's good words for Brother Rong, Daiyu laughed at her for being a lover.
Qin Keqing secretly made up her mind that next time Aunt Feng came, she would leave two maids in the room to serve her at all times. In the evening, Uncle Rong came back with a face full of joy, but Lin Daiyu returned to Xifu early.
Cement kilns are progressing faster and faster, and craftsmen are becoming more skilled. In just one or two months, Brother Qiang and the others have found a formula with strong coagulation properties and cheap raw materials. Build a few more kilns for calcination before spring plowing, and then you can start vigorous production after spring plowing.
"Aunt Lin came here today, looking for a portrait of the uncle." Qin Keqing snorted.
"Not these days." Brother Rong's nose was very sharp. He smelled the sour smell in Keqing's words and said with a smile: "Your father has to go to the farm to be busy recently. Even if he has time, It’s also for our Keqing’s portrait, and Aunt Lin has to sit in the back row.”
"What about Aunt Feng?" Qin Keqing was not jealous of Lin Daiyu, but jealous of Wang Xifeng.
Although I am still the same with Sister Feng these days, the most outrageous time was the first time I 'accidentally' touched my collarbone when I was doing a portrait of Sister Feng. Jia Rong still felt guilty and said: "I'm practicing with your Aunt Feng. I hope I can draw the most beautiful portrait for you when I get good at it."
Seeing Keqing's expression improved, the smell of vinegar in the air became lighter. Uncle Rong also had a smile on his face, hugged her and said, "Our grandma must be tired after spending the whole day with Aunt Lin. Your father learned a way to relieve fatigue and relieve fatigue when he was in Lihentian, and he also It can unblock the meridians and clear the meridians. Let me help you unblock the meridians."
"Who is your grandma? I'm not afraid that Ruizhu and the others will hear about it." Ke Qing smiled, but when her uncle told her to lie down on the bed, her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
Another month passed like this, the weather got colder, and it had already snowed heavily in Shenjing. Brother Rong didn't want to go to Zhuangzi anymore. He stayed on the kang all day long and didn't even go out.
On this day, before dawn, Uncle Rong was holding Grandma Rong in his arms and having a sweet dream, when he heard a noise coming from outside.
"It's gone!"
"The garden is flooded!"
Jia Rong quickly got up, grabbed her coat and cloak, put it on and rushed out of the room. The sky behind the yard was red. The maids and boys outside the yard ran to Huifang Garden one by one carrying buckets of water.
"Rui Zhuizhu will protect your grandma. I'll go take a look in the garden."
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Jia Rong rushed into the garden and saw Lai Sheng coming in a hurry. "What's going on? Why did Doofengxuan catch on fire for no reason?"
Lai Sheng said hurriedly: "Uncle, let's go see the master first."
"What's wrong, sir?"
Lai Sheng cried and said: "I am useless."
Um?
Jia Zhen is dying?
At this moment, Brother Rong didn't care about Doufengxuan, which was already in flames. He only asked Lai Sheng to direct the maids and servants to separate passages to prevent the fire in Doufengxuan from spreading to other places.
In the clean room separated by a wall from Huifang Garden, Jia Jing took off his cloak, fluttered the snow on it, and sat down cross-legged on the kang. It seemed that the noisy sound of Huifang Garden was not heard.
After a while, a boy came and knocked on the door.
"Master, Master... Master is useless!"
Jia Jing opened his eyes and let out a long sigh. The corners of his wrinkled eyes were moist. He wiped it with his trembling right hand, pretending to be calm and said through the door: "I understand, let Ronger handle it."
Jia Zhen died suddenly!
Even before Jia Rong arrived, Jia Zhen had already died.
To be honest, Jia Rong was not completely ready for Jia Zhen's death. When he saw that his chest had completely stopped rising and falling, he froze there and couldn't believe it for a long time.
Beside Jia Zhen's body, in addition to Youshi, many of Jia Zhen's aunts were crying around her. The cries shook the mountains, and the maids outside the room were coming and going, making it a mess.
Jia Rong stretched out her hand and touched Master Zhen's neck. She couldn't feel any movement, so she was sure he was dead. Uncle Rong pulled You up and said, "I have passed away. There is no point in crying anymore. It is more important to discuss how to arrange the funeral arrangements."
You cried again, feeling extremely sad and sincere, and murmured: "Send someone to the clan to report the funeral first!"
On one side, the master of the mansion ascended to heaven, and on the other side, Dou Fengxuan of Huifangyuan disappeared. Everyone in the Ningguo Mansion was caught off guard, and everything was in disarray and chaos.
Deep inside, let's discuss the court affairs.
Emperor Xiande went to the South Study Room and learned that the Ningguo Mansion had invited the Yin and Yang Division of the Qintian Supervisor. He also took the "Chen Qing Shi Shen" sent by the Jia family. Jia Zhen's death time was recorded in the Jia family's register, and Jia Rong begged the emperor for favor.
Emperor Xian De asked someone: "Is there anything unusual about Jia Zhen's death?"
"If I tell you today, there is nothing wrong with the Jia family." The person who replied had small beads of sweat on his forehead and lowered his head without daring to raise it.
"Assault on the fourth grade knight cavalry captain." Emperor Xiande said to the eunuch, did not ask any more questions, and then looked at other memorials.
The person who answered the question breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the south study room, and returned to the Yamen angrily. Cursing: "Where is No. 3 in Ningguo Mansion? Why is there no news about such a thing? What's going on with Dou Fengxuan in Ningguo Mansion?"
