Zhuzi's words became more and more scary. Wang Xifeng held Ping'er's hand tightly and couldn't calm down for a long time.
If he hadn't been sitting there all this time, he would probably be weak on the ground by now.
Fortunately, Zhu Zhu had finished speaking, so he returned to his original position and stood with his hands down.
Ke Qing originally wanted to step forward to comfort him, but Ping'er and Wang Xifeng began to whisper.
She didn't move, just waiting for the two of them to finish speaking.
"grandmother……"
Ping'er was also very frightened. At this time, she was leaning against Wang Xifeng and whispered in her ear:
"Tell me, Second Master really doesn't want us anymore?"
Her low voice was not, for the most part, a lowered voice.
But I feel depressed and can't raise my voice.
When Wang Xifeng heard this, she immediately remembered what Jia Lian had said to Bao's second daughter-in-law.
For a moment, my heart was filled with despair, and I replied full of sorrow:
"Yes, why don't you want it? He paid to kill someone, doesn't he just want our lives?"
As he spoke, tears flowed down, and he sobbed:
"Jia Laoer, who was cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, is so cruel!"
Wang Xifeng looked at Ping'er with tears in her eyes.
For a moment, I didn't know whether it was because I felt the same pain, or if I was really sorry.
In short, he said sincerely: "Ping'er, I'm afraid you and I will never be able to go back again. After all, it's me who has caused you trouble!"
Ping'er was also heartbroken and had long been crying along with him.
But even though she felt no better than Wang Xifeng, she still habitually comforted Wang Xifeng first and said:
"Grandma, don't say that. I am your dowry maid. I should follow you wherever you go."
As she spoke, she put Wang Xifeng's head in her arms, and the master and servant burst into tears.
"Don't be sad here because of a heartless person."
"If you ask me, we sisters will flex our muscles overseas and create a career."
Seeing the two of them crying together, Keqing wiped away her tears too.
He first gave a few words of encouragement, then turned to comfort him softly:
"Sooner or later, Brother Feng will definitely let you get what you want."
"Even if we go back and win, it's not impossible."
In her opinion, Feng Yibo’s overseas ambitions are not small.
Even if the current situation is maintained, it will be easy to seal the territories in the future.
It may be difficult to go back to the capital, but it is not impossible.
It depends on what situation they can get into overseas.
But Master and Servant Wang Xifeng don’t know!
Hearing the word "Duzhong" only reminded them of everything they had done before.
He also thought that if it was difficult to go back, he would stab the heart of the master and servant.
The two of them immediately cried harder.
But Qing didn't dare to persuade him anymore.
After a while, the two gradually stopped crying.
"Grandma, even if the second master doesn't want us, we still have to do well."
Ping'er came over first and wiped the tears on his face.
He held Wang Xifeng's head with one hand, caressed her back, and said:
"From now on, if not for their family, but for our own sake, we must do well!"
When Wang Xifeng heard this, she raised her head and wiped her face randomly twice more.
His expression gradually changed to firmness, then to viciousness, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"One day, we are going to return to the capital and kill Jia Lian, this wolf-hearted thing!"
The master and servant here calmed down, and they were both accustomed to doing things.
Soon he began to assist Ke Qing in his work.
On the other side, Rong Mansion was not idle either.
We have to attend to the funeral of our daughter-in-law at the front, and we can’t stop at the relatives’ villa in the back.
On this day, Jia Zhen came to the front to look for Jia Zheng and reported:
"The projects in the garden have been completed, and the great master has seen them."
"I just have to wait for the master to take a look at it. If there is something wrong, I can renovate it so that it can be inscribed with a couplet on the plaque."
I have to say that what Jia Zhen said was very particular.
First mention that Jia She has already seen it, which reassures Jia Zheng, but at the same time, it is not easy to mention rectification any more.
I asked him to check it again, but at the end he made a request to inscribe a plaque and a couplet.
Saying this, it is easy for Jia Zheng to be diverted.
Add the two together and the result is...
"It's a difficult thing to get the plaque right."
Jia Zheng pondered, but didn't think about where to check.
All I was thinking about was inscribing couplets on the plaque.
"In theory, I should ask the imperial concubine to give me the topic. However, if the imperial concubine does not observe the scenery in person, it will be difficult to guess."
Although she is her daughter, her return represents royal dignity.
Naturally, nothing can be done carelessly.
Jia Zheng's mentality was firmly controlled by Jia Zhen.
But he didn't notice at all.
As he spoke, he hesitated and said:
"If you wait until the imperial concubine is on a lucky trip to ask for the title, then if you have a large scenery, a few pavilions, and no title, no matter how beautiful the flowers, willows, mountains and rivers are, they will definitely not be able to produce color."
This is quite true.
Although it won't lose its luster without the pair of plaques, it will lose a lot of interest.
And if the imperial concubine comes, there won’t even be a plaque...
The imperial concubine didn't have to do anything else but think about what to write.
I'm afraid that when the time comes, it will only be annoying.
It's a pity that Jia Zheng didn't think more about it.
He was afraid that Yuanchun would only think about inscriptions and forget to enjoy the scenery.
But I didn't think that I forgot to accept the inscription.
Hearing Jia Zheng's concerns, the Qing guests discussed it and then laughed and replied:
"What I saw is very true. Now we have an idea."
"You might as well come and have a listen." Jia Zheng was overjoyed when he heard this.
"The plaques everywhere are correct, and they are both indispensable and indispensable."
It can't be less, and it can't be determined, which makes Jia Zheng confused.
Fortunately, Na Qingke quickly explained:
"Now, according to the scenery, some two, three, or four characters can be drawn up to suit their meanings. For the time being, we can make couplets with lamps and plaques to hang."
"When the noble concubine travels on a happy trip, please name her again. Wouldn't it be a good idea to have both?"
Jia Zheng suddenly understood and immediately praised: "What you see is not bad."
"Let's take a look at it today, just ask the question and use it if it's appropriate."
After a pause, he smiled again and said:
"If it's not right, invite Yibo and Yucun and ask them to draft it again."
All the guests immediately complimented each other and said with a smile:
"The master has made a good decision today, why bother waiting for Feng Tanhua and Mr. Yucun again?"
When Jia Zheng heard this, he waved his hand and also smiled:
"You don't know that I have been mediocre in writing poems about flowers, birds, landscapes, etc. since I was a child. Now that I am old and tired of writing, I am even more unfamiliar with this pleasant article. So even when I draft it, it is pedantic, and it makes Hualiuyuan As a result, the pavilion loses its color and becomes boring."
The Qing guests discussed it and said:
"It doesn't matter. We all read the public draft and each made use of our strengths. We kept the good ones and deleted the bad ones. We didn't do anything wrong."
"Above Heaven"
This is what they do on a daily basis, and it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad.
Jia Zheng nodded when he heard this and said immediately:
"This is absolutely true! The weather is warm today, so let's go shopping."
Seeing Jia Zhen hesitating, Jia Zheng frowned and said:
"Why don't you go to the garden and let me know first?"
Jia Zhen stepped forward and whispered:
"Yibo and Wenlong are also in the garden, admiring the scenery."
When he heard that Feng Yibo was in the garden, Jia Zheng's expression suddenly became unnatural.
He just said that he has been mediocre in chanting poems about flowers, birds and landscapes since he was a child.
What else can I say? Now the article is unfamiliar and the topic is pedantic.
These are of course self-effacing.
First, it was difficult for him to draft it himself, lest Yuanchun would be limited by what he proposed and would not be able to change it.
Second, he also wanted to go over and ask someone to call Baoyu.
This is because Baoyu and Yuanchun have the best relationship. He drafted the plaque, which also counts as showing his face to the royal family.
Yuanchun does not change, but adds some luster to the jade.
Yuanchun has changed, and he is not an elder, but her younger brother, so it doesn't matter.
By the way, you can also test Baoyu's literary talent.
But now I heard that Feng Yibo was here.
Not to mention Baoyu, even if the Jia family goes there, it will be in vain.
Even if Yuan Chunruo changes it randomly, it may cause jokes.
After all, Feng Yibo was the first in the lottery, and his literary talent has been officially certified.
Seeing Jia Zheng in trouble, Jia Zhen whispered from the side:
"Shall I make arrangements first and ask him to take him somewhere else to rest for a while?"
Jia Zheng frowned when he heard this, but couldn't say anything to dissuade people.
He just bit the bullet and said to the crowd:
"Let's go and take a look first."
With that said, he stood up and led everyone there.
When Jia Zhen saw this, she couldn't say anything more.
I can only go to the garden to inform you first.
These days, Baoyu is feeling very sad because he misses Sister Feng.
Mrs. Shi knew that the garden was almost finished, so she often ordered people to take him here to play.
So that he can relax.
If we talk about Xifeng's "death", who is the most saddened?
That's definitely not Jia Lian.
But Baoyu.
Speaking of which, Baoyu didn't understand until she died.
Among the sisters, it was Sister Feng who treated him the best.
The only drawback is that she is married.
By the way, I still can’t recite poems and compose poems.
But no matter what he said or did, Sister Feng would always be kind to him.
So pure, there will never be another one in the house.
Even his biological sister Tanchun is now keeping a distance from him inexplicably.
Although it is not obvious, the subtle changes can still be felt due to the delicateness of the jade.
At this time, as soon as he entered the garden, he saw Jia Zhen coming and smiled at him:
"Why don't you go out quickly? The master will be here soon."
Baoyu heard this and ran out of the garden with the nanny and the boys.
Unfortunately, when he turned a corner, he saw Jia Zheng coming with Qing Ke.
Unable to hide, he had to stand aside.
Jia Zheng had been planning to find him, but now it was easier.
"You come with us."
Baoyu didn't know what Jia Zheng meant, but he had no choice but to go along.
When I arrived at the garden gate, I saw Jia Zhen greeting many deacons standing by the gate.
Just as Jia Zheng was about to speak, he saw Feng Yibo, Xue Pan, Xue Biao, Jia Lian, etc., talking and laughing, and were leaving.
Feng Yibo brought someone here to settle the balance and visit the provincial villa.
I thought if there was something good, I would decorate it in my yard later.
Xue Pan and Xue Biao heard about his arrival, so they came to meet him and invited him to have wine with Jia Lian.
Not long after they entered, Jia Zhen asked someone to come look for them.
It was said that Jia Zheng was going to inscribe a plaque, so they had better avoid it.
When Feng Yibo heard this, he vaguely understood.
Immediately, I went out with a few people, planning to have a drink first.
Come back later when you have time.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave the garden, he met him head-on and rushed forward to greet him.
After the two parties greeted each other, Feng Yibo and others were about to leave.
Unexpectedly, Baoyu, who usually didn't pay much attention to them, didn't know which string to pick up today, and actually invited:
"Since some brothers are here, let's go see the garden together."
Jia Zheng was silent at first, just waiting for a few people to leave.
But at this time, with Baoyu's words, he could no longer pretend to be stupid.
At the moment, I can only bite the bullet and invite, saying:
"I was just saying that I wanted to discuss it with Yibo, so I met him at the door."
"Come on, let's take a look at the garden together, and help me plan a plaque in the garden."
Feng Yibo was stunned when he heard this, then he reacted and said:
"I'm young, and I focus all my attention on policy and argumentation. I'm not good at poetry. If I were really used, Hualiu Yuanting would lose three points of its reputation because of this."
Why does this sound familiar?
Jia Zheng was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved.
Feng Yibo's words were obviously exactly the same as his humble words just now.
If not, Jia Zheng might not be able to understand.
But at this time, he already knew that he was overthinking.
Obviously Feng Yibo knows how to advance and retreat.
Even if I take him with me, I won't lose any sense of proportion and show off my talents here.
After thinking about this, Jia Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Let's go, let's make it public, and you can also help the staff."
After speaking, he ordered Jia Zhen and said:
"Please ask someone to close the garden door. Let's look outside first and then go in."
Jia Zhen ordered people to close the door, and everyone looked at the door first.
Feng Yibo was just wandering around, but he had never watched it from beginning to end.
At this time, it’s just time to follow along and see it.
He looked up and saw only five rooms at the main entrance, with tiles and mud ridges above.
The door rails, windows and doors are all of the latest style, with no vermilion paint, and the walls are all painted in the same color.
The white stone steps below are carved into passion flower patterns.
Looking to the left and right, we can see the snow-white powder wall with the texture of tiger skin stones underneath.
It doesn't fall into the trappings of splendor and cliché.
Jia Zheng liked it very much and ordered to open the door and go in.
Feng Yibo and others quickly followed.
As soon as you enter the garden, there is a green peak blocking your face.
All the pilgrims praised in unison: "What a mountain, what a mountain!"
Feng Yibo didn't pay attention to this mountain before, but now he realized there was some clue.
Just listen to Jia Zheng also praise:
"If it's not this mountain, once you enter, you can see all the scenery in the garden. What's the fun?"
When all the Qing guests heard this, they all agreed.
"Extremely yes."
"How could I have thought of this unless I had so much trouble in my heart?"
Everyone looked forward,
See the white stone, which looks like a ghost or a ferocious beast, standing vertically and horizontally.
The moss on the top is mottled, or covered with wisteria, and the intestine path is slightly exposed.
Jia Zheng pointed to the path and suggested:
"We will swim from this trail and go out on the other side to see everything."
After speaking, Jia Zhen led the way, and Jia Zheng supported Baoyu.
Everyone followed closely behind and meandered into the mountain pass.
At this time, I looked up and saw a mirrored white stone on the mountain, which was exactly where I left the inscription.
Jia Zheng turned around and said with a smile: "Gentlemen, please see, what is the name of Fangmiao here?"
All the guests immediately started talking about everything.
After hearing this, Xue Pan wanted to join in the fun, so he said to a few people around him:
"This section of road is so twisted, how about calling it 'Crooked Road'?"
Feng Yibo was startled and quickly stopped:
"Brother Wenlong, please don't talk nonsense. This is not a good word."
Seeing that no one was paying attention and everyone was discussing, Feng Yibo breathed a sigh of relief.
Jia Lian rolled his eyes at Xue Pan and said angrily:
"If it weren't for a few of us, others would think you were insinuating someone!"
Xue Biao, who didn't speak much next to him, sighed and said resentfully:
"Brother, let's follow with our eyes and ears, watch and listen, but don't speak anymore."
Xue Pan may also have thought that the "crooked road" is not good, so he suddenly became a little embarrassed and nodded again:
"Oh, I know."
