The Red Mansions

Chapter 481 Yuanchun 2 Dream

Chapter 481

Rongguofu

In the courtyard where Yuan Chun lived, in the wing room, the mother and daughter were talking, and the maids and mother-in-law were standing not far away with their hands down.

As for Mrs. Wang's words just now, although they were more of a hint of anger, they fell into Yuan Chun's ears and made her feel unspeakably frightened.

If he's not a vassal, he has no reason to stop him, right?

In fact, she also wanted to know, Brother Heng...would he stop him?

Well, what on earth was she thinking?

only……

I really want to know, will Brother Heng allow her to marry someone else?

Together with this thought, it grows crazily like weeds and vines, entwining the heart almost within the breath.

"Brother Heng agrees."

Yuan Chunxiu frowned slightly, thinking of this, her breathing became stagnant, and her heart ached.

She is of the same family as him, although she has produced almost five clothes, but in the eyes of others... she can't harm Brother Heng.

"Mom, can you allow me to think about this matter?" Yuan Chunhua's face, as bright as Chunhua's, suddenly looked sad.

In this era, the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers, if Mrs. Wang insisted on doing so, Yuan Chun would not be able to disobey them.

Mrs. Wang said in a low voice: "Girl, think about it as soon as possible. After all, this young and handsome man is still an old relative of our family. His father is a second-rank military officer. Although he is not as good as the king of Chu, he is still young." At twenty, you are already a general, you can be said to be young and promising, after you pass the door, you will be the main wife, and you will not be wronged."

As a matter of fact, in this era when a woman at the age of fifteen can be allowed to marry, Yuan Chun is really... an old lady.

At the beginning, no matter how nice Jia Heng said, he couldn't hide the embarrassing fact that if he didn't marry again, he might be completely delayed.

In other words, it is impossible for Mrs. Wang to listen to Jia Heng's "fooling" with beautiful words for too long.

Uncle Yiheng is powerful outside, he is the governor of Jinyi, and the deputy envoy of the Beijing camp, as long as he wants to do anything, he can't do it... In the end, he couldn't find a good age match for her daughter?

Who believes?

I'm afraid he couldn't find it, but he deliberately delayed her eldest daughter, right?

As for the possibility of marrying the Jia family's second concubine daughter?

After Yuan Chun came out of the palace and other places, she was basically in the state of an older leftover woman, completely cut off the possibility of a good family, and could only marry, which means looking for someone lower than the lintel of Jia's family to entrust her for life.

The King of Chu at the beginning was almost a joy by accident, but was rejected by Jia Heng, how could Mrs. Wang not be bitter about it?

Which family's fifteen or sixteen-year-old son is willing to marry an old girl in her early twenties?

Not to mention that now the Rong Mansion has lost power again.

After someone "obstructed" the matter of marrying the vassal king as a side concubine, Mrs. Wang had already retreated to the next best thing at this time, and planned to let Yuan Chun marry the general's son.

And this general in his early twenties, who was a member of the general family, was born as a son of the general family around him. From the perspective of family background, it is not considered an insult to his own daughter.

Mrs. Wang glanced at her daughter, and said softly: "Tomorrow, after you think about it, come with me to your uncle's house. When you meet him behind the screen, you can't just listen to what your cousin said."

"Mom, isn't it too hasty?" Yuan Chun asked with a frown anxiously.

Why do you have to go to your uncle's house to meet people in a few words?

Mrs. Wang smiled lightly, and said: "I am also waiting for Xin'er. I used to have high eyesight, otherwise I wouldn't have waited so long. Good girl, if you miss this village, there will be no store here. Okay, let's just say that." Come on, it's getting late, you should rest earlier."

Yuan Chun was taken aback, and could only see Mrs. Wang out of the room.

After Mrs. Wang left, the wing room fell into silence for a while, only the vermilion candles on the high table were silently burning, and the candle tears trickled down.

Yuan Chun's heart was in a mess, and he looked at the candlelight, his eyes dazed.

Now she didn't even want to ask Brother Heng.

After Mrs. Wang left, Xiren carefully turned around from behind the screen, and clearly held a copper basin of hot water in his hand. His face, as pink as an apple, was covered with a soft and hazy feeling, and said: "Girl, night!" It's time to rest."

Yuan Chun turned his pretty face, gave a soft "hmm", and walked to the inner room, removing jewelry in front of the dressing table.

"Miss, this emerald necklace..." Xiren was attracted by the necklace Yuan Chun took off, and asked subconsciously, but then paused and asked, "Where do you put it?"

She clearly remembered that the eldest girl should not have this piece of jewelry.

"Just put it in front of the dressing table, I will wear it tomorrow." Yuan Chun said softly.

Xiren responded, took the necklace, stroked the emerald jade tiger, secretly marveling.

Then, under the service of Xiren, he began to wash his feet.

Afterwards, she put on the light yellow dress in the outer room, only wore the inner garment, lifted the brocade quilt embroidered with peonies, lay on the bed, and as the curtain was lowered from the inside to the outside, her bright eyes were open for a while, but she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that there is a light rain outside, the sound of the rain hitting the window sill and the rustling of the leaves are intertwined with a certain rhythm, like the best lullaby.

Yuan Chun's eyelids were heavy, and he turned over, just fell into a drowsy sleep, as if ripples of water and light appeared in circles, and the light and shadow flowed suddenly, it was clearly a dream.

In the gloomy sky, there are people's shadows, and the night falls.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Yuan Chun couldn't help but feel curious. He faintly felt that the street buildings were somewhat familiar. After a closer look, he saw a majestic white marble archway in front of him, with a red stripe and green paint on the roof. The square door head seems to be engraved with writing.

It's just like most fragmented dreams, no matter how carefully the dreamer looks at it, they can't make out what is written on it.

Yuanchun was no exception, and turned his attention to the grand and spacious streets, but the night was dyed down, and the roof ridges and eaves of the houses on both sides of the street were shrouded in the night, shadows and shadows.

Looking down, I saw that the ancestors, mothers, and aunts were all dressed in imperial makeup and waiting in line. Behind them was the younger sister Yingchun wearing a golden silk phoenix and a yellow-green jacket and skirt. Sister Tanchun and Sister Xichun of the jacket, as well as Baochai, Daiyu and other female family members of the Jia family, all looked forward to it.

Looking to the left, one can see that his father is wearing black gauze and a fifth-rank official uniform, with a look of anxiety on his fair face, and the uncle and all the men in the mansion are also there.

Yuan Chun was slightly surprised, thinking, what are the whole family doing standing here on Ningrong Street at this time?

And... what about Brother Heng?

As for the handwriting on the gate of the archway, it seems that it gradually became clear in the dream with Yuan Chun's mental activities. Before the last golden afterglow of the western sky dissipated, the three characters "Ningrong Street" suddenly appeared.

Then, with the clapping sound of the inner eunuchs coming and going, after a while, only gongs and drums sounded, silk and bamboo orchestras were playing, groups of maids and inner eunuchs holding banners and umbrellas, surrounded by eight people with a glass hairpin Lift the sedan chair and come slowly.

Behind them was an umbrella covered with lights, accompanied by them, and greeted by the family members of the men and women of Rongguo Mansion, the grand and noisy procession entered the gate of Rongguo Mansion mightily.

"Who is this? Why do you travel in such a grand manner?" Curiosity arose in Yuan Chun's heart, and he watched the eight sedan chairs enter the gate of Rong Mansion intently.

And just at this time, over the gate tower of the century-old Duke's mansion, a cluster of fireworks "bang" rose, exploding in the night sky again and again, the fireworks were colorful, and the light and shadow were gorgeous, while the main gate of the Rongguo Mansion, the red lights hanging on the corridor pillars The lantern swayed with the wind for a long time without stopping.

Yuan Chun's eyes then drew closer, and he was startled again, only to see the beautiful woman who entered from the main gate, surrounded by female officials and inner eunuchs, wearing an emerald green phoenix crown and a yellow robe embroidered with dragon and phoenix auspicious patterns, in front of her. Surrounded by several female officials, they came slowly.

"This, why is it me?"

This thought has not set off a turbulent sea, but the light and shadow are intertwined, and the dream is shuttled.

The next scene in the dream is like a blue ink painting on the white rice paper.

I saw the lake surface shrouded in night, strings of colorful lights, glowing like clouds, the shadows of the lights accompanied by the shadows of the boats, all reflected on the lake surface.

In a short while, a two-foot-long orchid boat was floating on the mirror-like lake, and the exquisite octagonal palace lantern was hung on the beam at the head of the boat. A woman, reflecting her graceful demeanor, her demeanor and delicacy.

Surrounded by female officials, the woman stood on the bow of the boat, with a dripping green wind crown and wreaths and tassels, her graceful and graceful face, with a slight smile, looked around her beautiful eyes, looking at the lotus palace lantern by the lake.

"Is this the Qinfang Creek... the lake that leads out?" Yuan Chun thought like this, but suddenly thought, "Is this the garden Brother Heng asked me to repair?"

At this time, when I looked up, I saw the handwriting engraved in the middle of the white jade archway, which could not be seen clearly.

"Your Majesty, we're here." The female officer supported Yuan Chun's arm and called out in a low voice, as if holding a piano.

Dreams are often absurd, and the perspective is often switched back and forth between the first perspective and God's perspective, but each fragment is a subconscious splicing of light and shadow.

Yuan Chun's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned, feeling a little displeased in his heart.

But she was surprised by this title, why did she call her Empress?

Although she entered the palace, she was only a female historian, and also... had left the palace.

At this time, I didn't care about these things, or unconsciously took slender steps, abandoned the orchid boat and went ashore, the light and shadow changed again, and suddenly I entered the Ming hall.

"Since I was sent to the place where I couldn't see people that day, it was so easy to reunite with Yuanxiao today. Today, the girls don't talk or laugh, so why are you crying instead?" Yuan Chun quietly looked at the woman and said softly, and then with a All the female relatives hugged each other and cried.

Everyone was busy talking for a while.

After a while, Yuan Chun looked at the joyful faces of the crowd again, but he didn't see Jia Heng. He was puzzled and asked, "Why isn't Brother Heng here?"

Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang: "???"

But at this time, the woman said again: "Why don't you see Baoyu?"

"Girls are not allowed to enter without an oral order." Jia Mu said lightly.

Yuan Chun gave an order to the female officer at the side.

After Baoyu entered the Ming Hall, the light and shadow slowly dissipated again...

This seems to be a long dream, I don't know how long it will take, maybe two or three years.

At this moment, Yuan Chun found that as far as he could see, several horses kept coming and going, and teams of Jinyi Mansion guards outside Rongguo Mansion surrounded the mansion, and the inside and outside surroundings were tightly packed.

"A first-class mighty general who smuggled and trafficked, betrayed my hope and deprived him of his title..." The white-faced and beardless inner eunuch unfolded the imperial decree, recited it aloud, and then said to the Jia family kneeling below: "Accept the decree."

Not long after, King Zhongshun and a middle-aged man in a scarlet official robe and a black gauze cap were exactly the Jia Yucun they had seen during the day.

Jia Yucun bowed to King Zhongshun, and said in a low voice, "My lord, the former Jiangnan Zhen family and Jinling historian were confiscated and confiscated. Their gold and silver properties should have been confiscated into officials, but a lot of their wealth was hidden in Jia's family." , please allow the officials to go and check carefully."

Prince Zhongshun twirled his beard with his hand, nodded with a smug face, walked steadily, sat behind the desk, and said: "Then make a careful copy."

"Where's Brother Heng? Why didn't you see him?" Yuan Chun felt anxious when he saw the scene of confiscating his family and interrogating his family. He suddenly thought of Jia Heng, but it seemed that he had never seen Brother Heng here.

In such a dream, none of the scenes found a reflection in the previous reality.

King Zhongshun, Jia Yucun, and Jia She ransacked their homes and exiled them. The light and shadow consciousness of the past few days, like the memories under the sea, suddenly surged out, forming a group of "absurd" and "difficult to distinguish between true and false" dreams of Yuanchun.

But when Yuan Chun was secretly worried, suddenly light and shadow intertwined, and in the courtyard, his father, mother, uncle, aunt, maidservants, and mother-in-law all came out of the gate of Rongguo Mansion with their heads downcast.

No, it's all fake, no...

With Brother Heng around, it won't happen.

Yuan Chun panicked, like a dreamer who had fallen into some kind of horrible nightmare and couldn't even run.

Yuan Chun could only watch his father, uncle, and Jia Lian being put in shackles, followed by other female relatives who were devastated, and many of them were familiar faces, such as Sister Feng, Ping'er, and others, who were rounded up by a team with big waists and fierce faces. Guards wearing flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives escorted him out of the gate of Rongguo Mansion.

And the two brocade-clothed guards standing in the porch with knives on guard, each holding a seal with the official seal, and pasted it on the vermilion gate of Rongguo Mansion's copper ring, forming a seal with the word "fork".

The red official seal on it was bright red and glaring. For some reason, it squirmed like fresh blood and gradually occupied Yuan Chun's mind. Fear flooded Yuan Chun's dreams like a tide.

what……

Yuan Chun woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, terrified, and suddenly found himself lying on the embroidered couch.

"It turned out to be a nightmare." Yuan Chunchang heaved a sigh of relief, and wanted to get up, but found that his limbs seemed unable to move.

Looking at the red curtain above the head, it seems to be decorated with ribbons.

"Big sister, did you have a nightmare?"

At this moment, a familiar warm voice seemed to sound from the bottom of his heart, which surprised Yuan Chun slightly, and he turned his attention to the prestige, only to see the young man sitting on the bedside with warm eyes.

And on the table behind him, the two red candles with golden double happiness characters were silently burning, and the bright light and shadow hit the young man's face, and the contours of his face seemed to be hidden in the light and shadow like a dream.

"Well, I had a dream just now. I dreamed..." Yuan Chun was able to stand up this time, looked at the young man, and narrated the dream, only to feel that stern, shaved face was extremely reassuring at this moment .

"A lot of things have happened at home, maybe I've been thinking too much recently." The young man stretched out his hand to touch his shoulder, hugged Yuan Chun into his arms to comfort him, and said in a calming voice, "It's late at night, let's Rest early."

"En." Yuan Chun responded lightly, feeling ashamed for some reason.

Then he raised his eyes, and saw that the young man had already removed his clothes, opened the brocade quilt, and lay down with him.

Yuan Chun blushed, and said in a low voice, "This is us?"

"Didn't we just get married?" The young man's voice seemed a little ethereal.

Yuan Chun froze for a moment, fragments of deep memories seemed to float up, yes, she and him had already been married.

At this moment, connect the last dream at this moment.

Then, it was rustling.

Yuan Chun suddenly looked at the boy in surprise.

"do not……"

At the same time, when Yuan Chun was immersed in a dream, in the courtyard of Rongguo Mansion, a spring thunder suddenly sounded from the sky.

The 15-year Waking of Insects in Chongping came unexpectedly.

And a spring rain that has been brewing for several days in the thick cloud is no longer pattering, but "cracking", slapping on the ridge of Daiqing's gloomy roof. After a while, mist rises, and the rain slowly Flowing, falling along the eaves tiles, soaking clusters of blue lichen under the eaves.

"Um……"

The woman on the bed groaned, and also woke up suddenly at this moment, a layer of fine sweat had already oozed from her forehead, which was as smooth as jade, and the face that was as white and greasy as snow in the past was as red as fire. Even the little clothes were soaked with sweat.

"I'm... being haunted by a nightmare, or a dream within a dream..." Yuan Chun's beautiful eyes were focused from the trance, and he frowned in thought.

He touched the handkerchief from the side and wiped his forehead.

Bai Zi bit her lip, her cheeks were hot again.

How could she have such a shameless dream?

This time, brother Heng "bullied" her like he did to the eldest princess without saying a word...

Yuan Chun was distracted for a moment, just listening to the sound of spring thunder rolling from outside, he couldn't help recalling the scenes in the dream.

The gorgeous fireworks of the Lantern Festival, the splendid red lanterns, the shadows of orchid boats floating on the lake... and the last two dazzling red seals.

Yuan Chun didn't know why, but Fang suddenly felt a wave of fear.

"There is no Brother Heng in the dream, and the house was stolen..." Yuan Chun propped up one arm, and leaned slightly sideways, ignoring the sticky feeling, staring at him in thought.

It can be said that the dream of the girl originated from the fact that after Jia She was exiled, she thought about it every day and dreamed at night.

Poems as proof:

In the past 20 years, right and wrong have been distinguished, and durian flowers bloom to illuminate the palace.

Three spring contests and early spring scenes, Hu Si meets and dreams back.

Ningguo Mansion, Inner Study Room

It was already midnight, listening to the rolling spring thunder of the Waking of Insects, Jia Heng felt something in his heart, got up from behind the desk, opened the window and looked at the night outside.

At that time, the sound of the spring rain hitting the bamboo forest and the rockery sounded successively, and the world was so quiet that it was unspeakable. On the corridor beside the flower wall, hanging lanterns flickered non-stop. Moisten the lush vines and vines under the wall.

The sky and the earth seem to be in the dense raindrops, gradually blurring his vision. Jia Heng stands with his hands behind his back, listening to the spring thunder, his thoughts are flying, and the shadow is cast on the wall. shaded.

"My lord, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?" At this moment, Qingwen was wearing a red jacket, draped in clothes, half wearing embroidered shoes, stretched out her small hand to cover her mouth, and asked yawning.

Clearly awakened by urination, he got up from the bed at night, and then saw that the light in Jia Heng's study was still on.

Because Jia Heng wanted to deal with official documents in batches in the study, he told Qin Keqing who had given tremella and lotus seed soup in advance, and Qingwen had always been Jia Heng's personal maid, and she fell asleep not far from the study.

"It's okay, I'm going to sleep now, why don't you put on more clothes, so as not to catch cold." Jia Heng said with a light smile, looking up at the slender Qingwen who was wearing clothes outside, she felt that she was charming and charming in the past. The delicate and pretty little girl, with sleepy eyes, has a kind of cuteness that is rare to see.

Qingwen approached to help Jia Heng pour a cup of tea, looked at the young man with a soft expression under the light, and said softly: "My lord, don't wait too long, your body is important."

Jia Heng closed the window gently, turned to look at Qingwen, smiled, and said: "It was a big thunder just now, after this rain, spring will be warm and flowers will bloom, and spring will come completely."

Qingwen looked at the young man, for some reason, she always felt that there was something in her son's words, so she gave a soft "hmm".

(End of this chapter)