The Red Mansions

Chapter 677 Sister Feng: God, it's broad daylight, people come and go

Chapter 677 Sister Feng: God, it's broad daylight, people come and go...

Rongguofu

But it is obviously not Sister Feng's usual temperament to avoid people when they meet each other. The embroidered shoes under her skirt are moving gently in lotus steps. When she approaches, the charming young woman's face is smiling, just like the vines entwined on the flower wall. Morning Glory asked: "Brother Heng, are you here?"

Jia Heng nodded, and looked at Sister Feng, who had a bright face, bright lips and white teeth, a young woman in her early twenties, because it was summer, she was wearing a pair of lapels with vermilion sprinkled with golden plum blossoms, a tube top with plum blossoms, and a long pink skirt, which was quite a sight. She looks pretty and bright.

Jia Heng said softly: "It won't be a long time to sing a big opera, and the mansion can set up an opera troupe."

Sister Feng smiled, looked carefully at the tall and straight boy, saw a slight smile in the deep eyes under the resolute brow, and couldn't help being shaken.

I couldn't help but think of the handkerchief that night, like a rough, gentle palm. Thinking of this, I felt a little strange in my heart, I quickly suppressed the strangeness in my heart, and the heels of the embroidered shoes under the skirt gently moved closer together.

Under the slender eyebrows of the young woman's willow leaves, her bright and energetic phoenix eyes were full of water, she said with a chuckle: "Brother Heng, I was just talking, why don't we set up a troupe ourselves, and let the troupe sing the song when anyone has a baby?" , No need to invite outside, I told Brother Qiang the day before yesterday to go south to buy opera roles."

"Jia Qiang?" Jia Heng frowned, with a look of surprise on his face, and asked.

Jia Qiang and Jia Rong have always been good friends and often hang out together, but Jia Rong went to Jinling because of her father's funeral. As Jia Qiang who had been "bullied" by Jia Zhen, naturally she did not go with her and was still living in Beijing.

Jia Heng's eyes flickered, and he asked: "I remembered, I saw it when I worshiped the ancestors the day before yesterday, and he didn't join the army when the sons of the clan went to the capital camp, what have you been up to recently?"

Sister Feng smiled and said, "Brother Qiang was worried that this man with no eyes would go to the barracks, and he didn't like reading, so he worked as a comprador in the clan and helped the mansion. Taking care of outside affairs, he asked me for a job to plant trees in the garden not long ago, and he planted the flowers and trees in the garden."

Hearing this, Jia Heng's face was calm and he was thinking, but he didn't find it strange.

In fact, Jia Rong and Jia Qiang obeyed Sister Feng's orders in the original book, and Sister Feng ordered them to kill Jia Rui.

Well, I wonder if Jia Rui has molested Sister Feng?Probably not, otherwise, with Sister Feng's ruthless heart, would Jia Ruiming still be there?

In fact, I'm also a little curious about the details of that Fengyue Baojian.

Jia Heng pondered for a moment, then said: "It's good to be a comprador in the clan, but fortunately, it's safe and smooth, and you don't have to take any danger."

Jia Qiang did not practice martial arts in the army and did not force her. Everyone has their own ambitions. Not everyone is willing to lift their heads to their waists. There are also a few of the Shuzhi clan who did not want to go to the army at the beginning, helping Ningguo Mansion to buy rice, If the fruit is sparse, don't worry about it.

Sister Feng nodded and said, "That's the way to say it."

Jia Heng stared at Sister Feng, his eyes flickered, and suddenly he took a few steps closer.

"Brother Heng..." Sister Feng's heart skipped a beat when she saw the young man approaching suddenly, she felt that the young man's Qingjun face was a little clearer than before. Zhan Ran seemed to be serious in his eyes.

Sister Feng's throat rolled, and she wanted to say something, but she found that her mouth seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and she couldn't utter a single word. She wanted to move, but her feet seemed to be nailed, and as her breathing approached, shadows came , Heart beating non-stop.

God, it's broad daylight, people come and go...

From the corner of her eyes, Danfeng glanced around. This is a corridor leading to the backyard, surrounded by walls of flowers hanging from vines and lilies, and the maidservants are rarely seen...

However, Jia Heng stood still one step away from Sister Feng, reached out and picked up a leaf on the back of Sister Feng's shoulder, waved it in front of the young woman's eyes, and said slowly, "Sister-in-law Feng, the leaf."

Sister Feng: "???"

But when Sister Feng was going to relieve herself, when she got up, she ran into a flower tree coming out of the wall, and the leaves were attached to the young woman's shoulders, and she was brought out.

Sister Feng came back to her senses, looked at the serious-looking young man, her eyes lingered on the leaves of flowers and trees, she felt a sense of shame welling up from the bottom of her heart just now, the red phoenix's eyes under the willow-leaf eyebrows were fixed, a beautiful as Two blushes floated on Taorui's cheeks, her previous quick wits were useless at this moment, but in a daze, she responded softly: "Oh."

"Let's go have lunch, the old lady will call later." Jia Heng was expressionless, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, but he did vote against the wife.

However, Sister Feng looked out of mind, didn't sleep well yesterday?

Jia Heng and Sister Feng walked along the Chaoshou veranda, the two of them were silent all the way, Sister Feng, who used to be slick and talkative, suddenly became silent, and the atmosphere was naturally a little strange.

Sister Feng walked slowly, pinching her handkerchief, pursing her lips, clearly hesitating several times, wanting to thank you for what happened that day, but she didn't know where to start, so she couldn't help but glanced at the person walking in front of her. juvenile.

He seemed to have just returned from the Yamen, with the python robe still on his body, and the white lining under his neck was as white as snow, against which the black and red python robe pattern was like red flames, and the jade belt tied around the young man's waist was exquisitely decorated. Stand tall and straight like an orchid and jade tree, like a towering mountain.

Well, what are you thinking about again?

Some things happened and didn’t happen, it’s different. In the past, Jia Heng made great progress in the imperial court and called the wind and rain in Rongning and Ningxia. For Sister Yu Feng, she was more shocked by a peer, but it was difficult to give birth to others. Such thoughts, to put it bluntly, did not even regard Jia Heng as a man, but as a symbol, let alone romantic thoughts, but after the handkerchief incident the day before yesterday...

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, slowed down a few steps, looked at Sister Feng who was a few steps behind, and asked, "Sister-in-law Feng, are you okay?"

Sister Feng, who has always been talkative, suddenly became dumb, somewhat uncomfortable.

Sister Feng was silent for a moment, and quickly responded with a smile: "Well, it's pretty good."

The voice trembled slightly, it was clear that he had lost the cares he had in the past.

Jia Heng nodded and said, "That's good."

After a moment of silence, his tone paused, and he said in a gentle voice: "There is still a long way to go in the future, Sister Feng needs to look forward."

To be honest, the Rongguo Mansion is really inseparable from a well-rounded person like Sister Feng presiding over the affairs of the back house.

Sister Feng Yurong paused for a moment, nodded, and said softly, "Brother Heng will bother you."

At noon in midsummer, the young man's soft words fell on his ears, and his mind inevitably became complicated.

After Jia Heng said this, he didn't continue to narrate. For melon fields and plums, one must always pay attention to propriety.

Just at the juncture of the conversation between the two, suddenly from under the eaves of the moon gate, a girl with a duck-shaped face, a slim figure, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and shiny black braids walked slowly, and said with a smile: "Second Grandma, Uncle Heng and the old lady are waiting in the hall."

Jia Heng followed the prestige and looked at Yuanyang, his eyes were warm, but he felt apologetic in his heart, he was really busy the past few days, and he hadn't talked to Yuanyang alone until now.

Under Jia Heng's meaningful gaze, Yuanyang's eyebrows were lowered, and she was afraid to meet the young man's scrutinizing gaze. The girl knew that Jia Heng was busy with affairs and had no time to warm up the table, but she didn't have any grievances in her heart.

Sister Feng smiled and said, "I'm going to go there now."

As everyone said, they went to the hall where the banquet was held. Shi Ding, Jia Zheng, and Baoyu all stood up to greet Jia Heng when they saw him coming.

A banquet lasted until noon, and after a few words with Shi Ding, he sent him out of the gate of Rongguo Mansion. Jia Heng returned to the mansion again and thought about it.

Before leaving Yangzhou, we need to meet each other, say goodbye and linger in the gentle village.

The so-called ambition of a man is like the Yangtze River rushing to the sea, how can it linger in the land of gentleness?

Yuanyang just waited for Jiamu to lie down on the bed, and went back to her house, but saw Xiren sitting in the house, looking at herself with a smile.

"You don't serve your eldest girl, what are you doing here?" Yuanyang sat down and asked with a smile.

Xiren said softly: "Miss just went to the eldest princess's mansion, besides, I am at Miss's side and I have nothing to do, so I came to see you."

Yuanyang stretched out his hand and said, "Sit over here."

Xiren sat down on the embroidery couch, picked up the needle and thread that Yuanyang was working on, and said softly, "Sister, what are you embroidering?"

"A fan cover for people to embroider." Yuanyang said softly, took a plate of watermelon with red soil and black seeds, put it on the Kang table, and said with a smile: "Eat some watermelon to quench your thirst. It's quite hot today."

Xiren put down the fan cover in his hand, thanked him, looked at the girl enviously, and said with a chuckle: "My brother just came to look for me, and I want to go home and have a look tomorrow."

"Young lady can definitely agree, why are you thinking about going back?" Yuanyang asked with concern.

Xiren smiled lightly, the cheeks of the twenty-eight-year-old girl were rosy, she didn't wear much makeup, youth is the best makeup, and said: "It's nothing, I just want to go back and have a look. , haven’t been back for half a year.”

Yuanyang nodded and said: "It's okay to go back and have a look. It's good that your family is in Chang'an City. Even if I want to go back, I can't. My family is in Jinling."

Xiren said softly: "Sister Yuanyang hasn't been back for so many years, she should go to Jinling to visit relatives."

"I was thinking about finding a time to tell the old lady, but the old lady can't do without people." Seeing a trace of helplessness on Yuanyang's face, Yuanyang sighed faintly.

Xiren smiled, and said as if joking: "Why don't you tell the old lady that you go to Jinling to visit relatives, how about I come to serve the old lady?"

"That's fine, I'm just afraid that the eldest girl will think you are considerate and considerate, and won't let you go." Yuanyang smiled, looked at Xiren, and after a light smile, asked: "What's the matter?"

She knew that there must be something wrong to find herself at this time.

Xiren sighed faintly, and said softly: "The eldest girl doesn't usually use me very much. Of course, after all, I don't like Baoqin and grew up with the eldest girl."

Whether it was Yuanchun going to the Princess Jinyang's mansion or a tryst with Jia Heng, Xiren was obviously an eyesore, so he was screened out.

Yuanyang's eyes flickered, and upon hearing this, she asked with a smile: "The eldest girl has always been generous, don't you misunderstand something?"

Xiren said in a low voice: "There is no misunderstanding, maybe I am used to holding the qin, and I was the one who came later."

Yuanyang looked at the girl who grew up with him opposite, hesitated, and said: "There is no shortage of people here, old lady. If you want to come here, it's not impossible. I still need helpers. You have always been You are considerate and capable, and you can help a lot when you come here, but you come here from the big girl in such a good manner, and it falls in the eyes of others, and they think you have eaten something."

She can guess some of the thoughts hidden in this sister who grew up since she was a child. She is nothing more than following the older girl, and she thinks it will not end well.

Thinking of this, Yuanyang said softly: "Instead of going back to the old lady, it's better to go back to the second master. The madam's anger at the beginning is almost gone, and it's nothing if you go to serve again."

"I... I don't want to go to the second master's side." Xi Renyu said hastily with a slight change of expression.

Yuanyang was finally a little surprised this time, and was puzzled for a while.

In the entire family, besides the second master, is there any other good place for Xiren to go?

Xirenmei saw a faint look on her red face, and said: "Since my wife kicked me out, the second master didn't tell me to go back, so it's not good for me to go back."

When she was kicked out at the beginning, the second master didn't even say a word. Later, when Jin Chuan was kicked out, the second master still didn't say a word.

But now, who can she tell her thoughts?

It would be a good place to serve the person from Dongfu like Qingwen, but everyone wants to go to such a good place, and she is also in great difficulty now.

At the eldest girl's place, the eldest girl was talking to her wife the day before yesterday that she would become a monk and not get married, and the maids who grew up since childhood would go to the nunnery with her qin. She was afraid that she would probably marry a boy in the front yard in the future.

Yuanyang frowned and said thoughtfully, "How about Master Heng..."

Xiren was thinking a lot, when he heard the words, he couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, he felt as if his mind had been poked, the cherry teeth almost bit his lower lip so pale and bloodless, he wanted to deny it, but he kept silent.

But then Yuanyang continued: "Why don't I wait for Uncle Heng to come over, and then I'll ask him what he thinks? He has his own ideas."

Only then did Xiren understand, he listened for a while, gave a soft "hmm", and said, "That's fine."

It seems that Sister Yuanyang doesn't know what's on her mind.

Looking at the sisters who grew up with him with gloomy brows and a preoccupied look, Yuanyang secretly sighed with some guesswork.

As expected, Xiren hadn't changed at all. When Xiren went to Baoyu's room, apart from the old lady who valued her thoughtfulness, it was also the result of her initiative to plan.

It's not really disgusting, people go to high places, water flows to low places.

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a familiar voice outside, asking, "Is the mandarin duck inside?"

Xiren's jade face suddenly changed, he got up quickly, and said: "Sister Yuanyang, it's my uncle who came here to look for you."

Yuanyang couldn't help seeing joy in his eyes, and got up.

Jia Heng stepped into the wing room, caught a glimpse of Xi Ren beside him, was startled, and said, "Is Xi Ren also here?"

"Master, if you talk, I have something else to do." Xi Ren blushed, got up, and walked away as if fleeing.

Jia Heng looked at Xi Ren's figure who had disappeared behind the screen, his brows were slightly condensed, and his face was thoughtful.

The mandarin duck looked up at the boy in the python suit, and explained: "Master, Xiren came to talk to me and said he wanted to go home to visit relatives."

Jia Heng nodded, turned around, approached, took Yuanyang's hand naturally, and asked, "Just go home and visit relatives."

In fact, to some extent, Xiren’s return home is the Xiren’s version of the concubine Yuan’s family visit. Then Baoyu went to attack others, and Xiren pulled Baoyu, and took out the psychic jade to show the psychological motivation behind it for everyone to watch. It's also quite interesting.

Yuanyang's clear eyebrows showed shyness, and she held Jia Heng's hand in a symbolic way. She had been intimate with Jia Heng before, and the two sat down on the kang beside them, and said softly: "She may be worried about the future. Just talk to me about it.”

Jia Heng smiled and pretended to be puzzled, "What will happen in the future?"

Yuanyang sat sideways, bowed her embroidered shoes, and said in a low voice: "Maybe I don't know that the maids in our mansion, when they are older, are all betrothed to others. The servants who treat others meanly will match them outside, and some servants will not make progress, eat wine and gamble, lose money all day long, and beat their wives."

Jia Heng gently took Yuanyang's hand, looked at the fair-skinned girl with a capable temperament, and asked, "Why don't you let her go out and marry someone outside?"

In fact, he knew the reason, he just wanted to hear what Yuanyang had to say.

"The bond is held in the mansion, and I can't help myself. Besides, the world is difficult, and there is no way out. No matter what happens in the mansion, the master has a share, and they have half. Look at the mothers in each room. , Decent and honorable, there is no such thing as a decent wife who is better than ordinary people." Yuanyang's white and snowy jade face was full of thoughts, and her voice was delicate and melodious, just like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, her brows and eyes were capable and sharp.

In fact, the mothers and mothers of Jia's mansion were all the little maids back then, and then married the servants in the mansion, and gave birth to a family and children.

Jia Heng nodded and said, "It seems so."

The mandarin duck said: "The one with a better color, if the men like it, it will climb a high branch and become an aunt, if it has a son and a half..."

As he spoke, he suddenly realized that many people might have swept him in, but he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Jia Heng gently pulled the tall girl over, embraced the shaved shoulders, and put it close to the girl's ear, her voice as cold as a mountain spring was a bit joking, and said in a low voice: "When will Aunt Jin give birth to me? Children and half daughters?"

mandarin duck:"……"

The heat and ridicule in the ears made her feel ashamed for a moment, she turned her head aside, and said in a trembling voice: "What are you talking about, uncle?"

At this moment, he felt that the shadow was approaching, and the warmth came to his lips.

Hearing the words, the mandarin duck's delicate body felt as if it had been struck by lightning, and immediately closed its eyes, and the thick eyelashes under the curved eyebrows, which were like orchid grass, were gently covered, and the clear and beautiful face with a few freckles climbed a layer of crimson clouds. After a while, even the earlobes gradually turned rosy.

After a while, Jia Heng looked at the beautiful and charming girl, and had some appreciation for the staunch and resolute mandarin duck in the original book, and asked, "I wrote you a letter, why didn't you reply to me?"

Yuanyang's jade face was slightly red, she pursed her moist lips, and said in a trembling voice: "It's not convenient for me to serve the old lady."

Jia Heng pulled the mandarin duck gently, and said in a low voice: "Then have you missed me these days?"

He has been intimate before, and he and Yuanyang should be a couple who have just confirmed their relationship for a short time. The premise of filing is to record files.

Yuanyang's white and snowy duck-egg face was almost blushing, and even the freckles on both sides of his cheeks seemed cramped. It was obviously difficult for the girl to say those intimate words.

Jia Heng didn't force it either. Everyone has different temperaments and different stages of acquaintance, so their reactions are naturally different.

After thinking for a while, she said in a low voice: "Let's talk about the attacking people. She was serving in Baoyu's room at the beginning, and she was a first-class maid. It is said that if there is no accident in the future, there should be a good result. Baoyu is a concubine or something, but it's a pity that the second wife got angry with her and kicked her out, and then kicked out Jin Chuan, and now she has nowhere to go."

Yuanyang turned to look at the young man, and said in a low voice, "Master Heng knows?"

That's right, he has done such a big thing outside, and he has a thorough understanding of the hearts of those outside, how can he not know the little thoughts of these people in the back house.

Jia Heng pondered and said: "Tell her not to be too anxious, many young children in the clan are promising, if she is willing, there is always her good fortune, and she will not match the boy casually."

In this era when slaves and maidservants are like goods, the marriage of an attacker is just a word from the master.

"She has been good-looking since she was a child, she has good ideas, and she may have her own plans in her heart. Besides..." Yuanyang sighed softly, and said, glanced at the boy in python clothes, and said softly: "Now there are The best one, since she has seen it, she may not be interested in that ordinary person."

She vaguely guessed that Xiren might have taken a fancy to him, otherwise he would not have been so coy, and besides, he was unmatched in Rongning and Ningfu.

Jia Heng was speechless for a moment, glanced at Yuanyang's duck face, thought for a while, and said: "If not, Sister Lin lacks a maid to serve her, let her go and serve her wholeheartedly, after three or two years, I will Give her a good home."

Xiren, as a young expert in house fighting, can still help Daiyu escort her with Daiyu.

Yuanyang said softly: "That's fine, she has always been careful, and it's fine to serve Miss Lin. Actually, there is only Qingwen in your room, so it's better to let her follow you."

"You are generous, why don't you let her accompany the old lady, and you come and serve me?" Jia Heng said with a chuckle, stretched out his fingers to gently pick the mandarin duck's chin, and looked at the girl with flawless cheeks.

The boy in the python suit lifted his chin condescendingly, his eyes dodged, his heart couldn't help but thump, his eyebrows drooped, and he said softly: "Old lady...you can't leave me now."

Jia Heng approached and touched the girl softly. After a while, he stretched out his hand to gently caress the girl's cheek, and the youthful and beautiful breath overflowed from the palm of his hand, and said in a low voice: "Then I will wait for you for a few more years. The position of aunt has been reserved for you."

The mandarin duck opened its trembling eyelashes and snorted softly. Its snowy and charming duck egg face seemed angry and ashamed, its bright and radiant eyes smiled lightly, but said unforgivingly: "Who cares about being a concubine?" Like."

Jia Heng looked at the heroic girl, and couldn't help scratching the high bridge of the mandarin duck's nose lightly. Under the girl's shy eyes, she said softly: "I know you don't care about this. If it wasn't for you, I would fall in love with you. You won’t marry me even if I carry a sedan chair to marry you, won’t you? Then the elder is forcing you, if I… do you still want to cut your hair and become a monk?”

Yuanyang raised her head when she heard the words, looked at the young man in surprise, leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms, closed her eyes slightly, and said happily, "How did you know?"

He understood her, and there was joy and sweetness in his heart.

"If I don't know your temperament, how can I love you?" Jia Heng took the mandarin duck's braid and stroked it gently. Her hair was soft and smooth, and her eyes were lowered, but she saw that the girl's duck face was also sweaty, with a few freckles. It's not detrimental to the beauty.

After all, Yuanyang was reserved, pushed away the boy's hand, and said in a low voice: "Master, it's a bit hot today, let's eat melon."

Jia Heng didn't force it, and said: "Well, I'm just a little thirsty, so I want to eat a melon."

Well, just now, my thoughts suddenly came up, the atmosphere was not set up properly, and I didn't take advantage of it... Next time, do you want to give Yuanyang a pendant or something?

(End of this chapter)