The Red Mansions

Chapter 397 Alcohol is not drunk, everyone is drunk (at the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass

Chapter 397 Alcohol is not drunk, everyone is drunk (at the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass!)

On a winter night, the cold wind blows the withered branches outside the window, making a rustling sound, but the wing where Baoyu lives is as warm as spring.

Baoyu was looking at a book in his hand, his face was red, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

These two days Baoyu was bored at home, so Mingyan helped to find some books, and Baoyu looked at them by the lights, they were all pornographic scripts, and some wicked ones were accompanied by simple "illustrations".

"Second Master, it's time to rest." She Yue came in with a cup of soothing tea and said.

Because Xichun was taken to the East Mansion by Jia Heng at the beginning, Xiren's mouth was not strict, and he talked about the smokeless animal charcoal used for heating in Baoyu's house. Madam Wang was so angry that she demoted Xiren to a second-class maid.

Later, when Yuanchun left the palace, Xiren went to serve Yuanchun, but after Yuanchun went to the mansion of Princess Jinyang, Xiren would do some cleaning in Yuanchun's house like a maidservant.

Sheyue, who was originally the second maid in Baoyu's house, jumped to become the first maid in Baoyu's house.

Sheyue was talking, suddenly felt strange, turned her eyes to look, and saw Baoyu's face was red, her breathing was heavy, she couldn't help being startled, and said: "What's wrong with the second master, why is his face so hot?"

Musk Moon was startled, and secretly said: "Don't be sick?"

Smelling a faint fragrance, Baoyu also turned around, looked at Sheyue obsessively, and murmured as if dreaming: "My dear sister, I'm fine...I'm thirsty, please pour me some tea."

Musk Moon hurriedly turned around to serve tea.

Baoyu looked at the curls wrapped under the dress, his eyes became straight again, and for some reason, his heart felt hot.

"The second master drinks tea." She Yue brought the fragrant tea and said softly. However, she was shocked when she suddenly met a pair of eyes that seemed to be devouring. On the hem of the robe.

"Second Lord, are you okay?" Seeing this, Sheyue was startled, and hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe the water stains on Baoyu's clothes, but as soon as she started, she froze for a moment and asked, "Second Lord... ...what did you put?"

Subconsciously grabbed a handful.

But Baoyu felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock, and an unspeakable expression appeared on his big face. For some reason, he felt that the anger in his heart seemed to ease a little.

Many years later, Baoyu will still remember that night when her face was red and her ears were red, and the lights were a little dim...

Musk Moon also realized what it was that she touched in her hand just now, her cheeks were hot as fire, and her voice was trembling: "Second Master..."

However, Xiaoshou became dishonest.

Baoyu's cheeks were slightly red, and she begged, "Good sister..."

She Yue raised her eyes, looked at the bright face of the Mid-Autumn Festival, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "Second Master, wait for no one, turn off the lights and then..."

Baoyu said "um", untied his clothes, and went to Waichang not long after.

She Yue looked at Baoyu's waist with a big red sweat scarf, and said in surprise, "Second Lord, why haven't I seen this sweat scarf before?"

Baoyu said: "A friend gave it to the palace. It is said that the queen of Qianxiang Kingdom paid tribute to the palace. If my sister likes it, I will give it to my sister."

Musk Moon took off her outer clothes and only wore a middle coat, and said with a chuckle, "I really like it when I look at it."

After the lights were blown out, the curtain fell from the golden hook, accompanied by soft singing and panting, with a charming charm of its own.

Mrs. Wang didn't know at this moment, but when she was thinking about how Caixia broke Jia Huan's body, Baoyu had already tried the cloud and rain for the first time, and she "broke" first as a respect.

In fact, in the original book of the Red Chamber, it was said from Qingwen's perspective that she was kicked out on the contrary because she was innocent.

Not to mention the deep friendship between the master and the servant, but to say that Zhongshun Wangfu, it is the time of Xu, and the backyard is brightly lit.

King Zhongshun listened to the above singing, his face was impatient, and he said angrily: "Stop, stop, what are they singing, where is Qi Guan'er, call Qi Guan'er over here!

A servant said: "The lord forgot, Qi Guan'er said yesterday that his throat hurts, so he won't come here today, the lord agreed."

King Zhongshun said coldly: "I don't care about this, let him come here quickly."

The servant just got out of the attic and went to look for Qi Guan'er. After a while, he looked hurriedly, went back and forth, and said: "My lord, Qi Guan'er is not in the courtyard."

It turned out that Qi Guan'er was unwilling to be humiliated, so she escaped from Zhongshun Palace.

King Zhongshun threw the tea he received from the maidservant on the ground with a "click", and the tea immediately flowed.

"Go find it!" King Zhongshun said angrily.

At this moment, King Zhongshun didn't realize that Qiguan'er had escaped, he just cursed and continued to lie there and listen to the play.

But this situation is bound to not last for too long, as long as he hasn't seen anyone for two days, Prince Zhongshun's mansion will go to war.

Rongguofu

After dinner in Aunt Zhao's courtyard, it was nearly [-] o'clock when Jia Heng and Tanchun returned from Aunt Zhao's courtyard together.

Jia Heng looked at Tanchun, who was drunk and her cheeks were as red as drops, and said softly: "If my sister is not good at drinking, she should drink less just now."

Tan Chun staggered a little, and said softly: "Brother Heng, I just... drank a few cups, now the wind blows, and I feel a little dizzy."

As she said that, the girl stretched out her hand to support her forehead, her cheeks were as bright as the clouds due to the drunkenness, her brows were slightly frowned.

Jia Heng said softly: "This wine has stamina, you didn't bring Cuimo and Shishu with you when you came here, and I still need my help to go back."

As he spoke, he put his arms around Tanchun's shoulders.

When teaching horseback riding before, the physical contact was a little more intimate than this.

Tanchun leaned half on Jia Heng's body, tilted his head and looked at the young man, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes as soft as water, full of attachment, and said softly, "Brother Heng, it's great to have you..."

Jia Heng couldn't help laughing, and said: "Okay, stop talking drunk, close your eyes, and I will take you back."

However, Tanchun's eyes were full of autumn water, staring at the young man, lost his mind for a moment, gently put his arms around Jia Heng's neck, and whispered: "You... take me back..."

Jia Heng looked gloomy, and suddenly said, "It's too heavy, I can't hold it."

Tanchun: "..."

Drunk welling up, he almost didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Where am I sinking? I'm not Sister Bao..."

Jia Heng paused, his eyes seemed to reflect the candlelight, and said softly: "This is drunk, I'll carry you behind my back."

Tanchun was drunk, but he wasn't drunk.

In the eyes of others, it's not a hindrance, but it's easy to gossip if you hug it, although... let's avoid it.

As for Baochai, he can still hold her if he thinks about it, no matter how heavy it is, can it be heavier than Li'er?

Suppressing his thoughts, he squatted down slightly, and said softly, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back, and there are only a few steps left."

Under Tan Chunxiu's beautiful eyebrows, the crystal eyes saw the color of joy, her pink face was blushing, she gave a soft "hmm", and moved closer, lying on Jia Heng's back, with her two lotus arms climbing on Jia Heng's shoulders. Neck, ear canal: "Brother Heng, I'm fine."

"Let's go." Jia Heng said softly, got up, and walked towards the courtyard where Tanchun lived.

At that time, accompanied by the lanterns hanging under the eaves, the cold wind of the first month swayed unsteadily, and the cold wind blew over the mottled rocks and into the overlapping rockery, like the whistle of a flute, slow and fast.

"Brother Heng." Changing from being bright and charming in the past, a somewhat glutinous and trance voice rang in my ears, as if every note was moistened to the point of "sparse shadows, horizontal slanting, water clear and shallow, dark fragrance floating The softness and gracefulness of "moon dusk".

"Well, what happened?"

The crystal eyes under Tanchun's beautiful eyebrows flashed past the red lanterns in the verandah one by one, and said in a low voice, "It just feels... like a dream."

She was being carried by Brother Heng... This was only in a dream not long ago.

Jia Heng didn't take the drunken words to heart either, and said with a light smile: "Ten days later it will be the Lantern Festival, there is a stream in Huifangyuan, I will take you to put up lanterns, and when the grass grows in February and the warblers fly away, let's go horseback riding together Outing, kite flying, what do you think? I told you to take you outside to have a look.”

Tanchun laughed foolishly and said: "Brother Heng, I like...flying lanterns and kites the most."

Back then when brother Heng taught her how to ride a horse, he once said that he would show her cattle and sheep, Jiangnan water town... so he always remembered it.

Jia Heng smiled.

Xindao, lanterns and kites are all the illustrations for Tanchun's sentence. I just want to come to this life and never let her marry far away and go to sea again.

At this moment, Tanchun was lying on the young man's back, walking along the chaoshou corridor, one foot high and one foot low, like walking on clouds, the lights were sparse, light and shadow intertwined, the corridor was long and no one came.

The breeze was blowing, and the girl's drunkenness seemed to whisper in her ears: "Brother Heng, I really hope...to go on forever."

Jia Heng paused, looked up at the courtyard lights in the distance, and said, "The front is here."

Tanchun: "..."

But when he saw that the boy didn't loosen the hand that grabbed his knee, he realized that he was clearly making fun of himself, both happy and annoyed.

At this time, the feeling of alcohol welled up, and the eyes seemed to be in a trance, maybe everyone is drunk if the wine is not intoxicating, or it is because the flowers are not charming and people are intoxicated.

Tan Chun's bright eyes bent into crescent moons, looking at his ears, he moved closer to the boy's ear with the intention of hunting for monsters, this move was more like a ghostly play, or more like an instinct hidden in infancy.

Jia Heng frowned, almost let go of his hands, and whispered: "Don't make trouble!"

Tanchun suddenly woke up, blushing like fire, what was she doing just now, really...

Hastily leaning his head on the young man's shoulder "playing dead", but smelling a peaceful breath, in the sound of even and regular breathing, he gradually fell into a sound sleep.

Jia Heng sighed softly, and carried Tan Chun to the courtyard where Yuan Chun lived. The two sisters almost shared the same courtyard.

Well, shared...

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he suddenly saw Xiren carrying a basin of water and was about to pour it into the pool under the flower wall beside him. When he suddenly saw two people coming, he couldn't help being startled and almost dropped the copper basin. , Surprised: "Master Heng."

Jia Heng stared at Xiren. The girl was wearing a pink satin jacket with an open collar. There was a pink collar pattern on it. Her temples were lush and her forehead was still...air bangs. Looking at Jia Heng in surprise, Tan Chun, who was behind him, took a quick glance, and then quickly hung down.

Xiren, who is "blossoming flowers and knows that the day is warm", has facial features and eyebrows that are more attractive, but the eyebrows are slightly curved, and the eyes are flickering, always giving people a sense of shrewd calculations, such as the fleeting glance just now.

"Sunny is the shadow of Dai, and attack is the deputy of the hairpin."

Jia Heng pondered eight words in his heart, nodded towards Xi Ren, and asked: "Xi Ren, where is the third sister's room?"

Xiren put down the copper basin on the stone steps beside him, and said, "Master Heng, I will lead you there."

After washing his feet in the house, Yuan Chun, who was looking for a book to read, heard the movement outside, put a pair of tender and white feet into embroidered shoes, put on his clothes, fastened the breasts, and said loudly : "Is Brother Heng outside?"

Said, standing under the eaves of the corridor with the curtain hanging, seeing Jia Heng who was carrying Tanchun on his back, his jade face changed slightly, and he asked in surprise: "Brother Heng, you... the third sister?"

Jia Heng said softly: "Accompanies the third younger sister to brother Huan's place. I didn't pay attention to the third younger sister. She drank a few glasses of wine and got drunk, so I came back with her on my back."

Yuan Chun heard the words and hurriedly said: "Go into the house quickly, you will be blown by the cold wind when you fall asleep, if it is cold, it is not a joke."

As he spoke, he ordered Xiren, "Hurry up and wake up Cuimo, serve the book, and ask them to fetch some warm water."

"Hey, girl." Xiren lowered his eyes slightly, took a sneak peek at Jia Heng, then turned to call the two maids.

Jia Heng and Yuan Chun entered the wing room, turned on the lights, and the whole room was bright.

Jia Heng put Tanchun on the brocade couch, took the quilt and covered the girl.

Looking at Tanchun who was sleeping soundly on the bed, the girl had handsome eyes and sculpted eyebrows, her face was as bright red as a peach pistil, her skin was radiant, her mouth was slightly opened, and she seemed to be humming softly.

Yuan Chun's soft, watery voice was slightly worried, and he said: "Isn't it because children want to drink too much alcohol, if you don't realize it at the beginning, when you get drunk, it's easy to hurt your body."

As he spoke, he took a basin of warm water from Xiren, and took a towel to help wipe Tanchun's forehead and face.

The candlelight was shining brightly, and under the reflection, a young woman in her twenties, with a plump, white and greasy face, had a concentrated expression, and her movements were gentle and delicate, but there was a maternal charm of caring for children silently flowing in her eyebrows and eyes.

Maybe it's because she only wears a cotton cloak except for the outer clothes. The girl's unique advantages are becoming more and more prominent. Maybe it's because the hairpins are gone and the hair is loose, which adds a bit of virtuousness and laziness to the stay-at-home mother.

Jia Heng watched quietly, his eyes were suppressed, and he said in a low voice: "I was negligent."

He thinks it's all because of Tanchun just now, and Princess Jinyang.

"Wine is the matchmaker of sex." Jia Heng thought about it, and secretly made up his mind that next time he needs...to drink less.

At this time, the servant said: "Miss, I brought hot water, how about washing your feet?"

Yuan Chun said softly: "No need for now, take her shoes away."

Looking at Tanchun who turned over and wanted to curl up his calves, he said in a doting and blameless tone, "This girl, she didn't sleep well, and she kicked the quilt dirty."

Well, these words more and more see the maternal charm of "the eldest sister is like a mother".

As he said that, he handed the handkerchief to Xiren beside him, and turned to look at Jia Heng, his beautiful eyes showed concern: "There is nothing wrong with Brother Huan."

This is Aunt Zhao.

Jia Heng said sternly: "That's not true, I talked with him a little bit, Brother Huan came back from school, his mother was very happy, prepared a drink, I didn't pay attention to the third sister, let her drink two more glasses. "

Yuan Chun nodded, and said, "I think so."

That Aunt Zhao has been a fairy ever since she could remember when she was a child, but facing Brother Heng, she thinks it will be all right.

Jia Heng turned to look at Tan Chun who was calmly closing his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said softly: "You take care of the third sister, I'll go first."

He is here, so he can't watch Tanchun and take away his clothes.

Yuan Chun said softly: "Brother Heng, it's not too late to have a cup of tea outside."

She also wanted to ask Brother Heng about something about Baoyu, if it doesn't work out, forget it, ask and make clear sooner.

Jia Heng looked slightly surprised, nodded and said: "Big sister, please."

Yuan Chun turned to Xi Ren at the side, with a serious expression, and said: "The two of them are young, you help the third sister wash her feet, be careful not to catch a cold."

Xiren replied, "Yes, Miss."

Jia Heng took a deep look at Xi Ren and didn't say anything. When it comes to knowing the hot and the cold, and being able to take care of others, the three maids in the Red Chamber are almost evenly divided between Ping Yuanxi and Xi Ren.

As for Qingwen, on the contrary, she is not as good as she is, but Qingwen is also not as good as others.

Jia Heng and Yuan Chun came to the side hall and sat down. It was obvious that there were calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and Tan Chun's daily preferences could be seen in the decoration and arrangement.

Baoqin offered tea to the two of them.

Yuan Chun looked at Jia Heng and said softly, "Brother Heng, I want to ask you something."

After speaking, he narrated what Mrs. Wang said.

Jia Heng heard the words, his complexion remained unchanged, after careful consideration, he frowned and said: "Baoyu, he is so young, is he a little anxious?"

He is not surprised that Mrs. Wang has such babbling words in her dreams, she is just a woman in the back house, and it is only natural that she wants Baoyu to climb high.

And Yuanchun brought Baoyu from toddler and babbling, all the way to enlightenment and literacy, toddler... They are called sisters and brothers, but they are actually mother and son. There is nothing wrong with Baoyu's filter bonus.

But Li Chanyue, the little princess... really inappropriate.

Yuan Chun said: "My mother means to make an appointment for marriage. She is afraid of the imminent famine. I think Baoyu is still young and has unstable temperament. It is appropriate to wait another two years for the marriage."

Jia Heng thought for a while, and said: "Elder sister's words are very true. In fact, let's not say that the princess is the jewel in the palm of the family. She will not easily accept others. She is bound to choose thousands of horses from the county. Let's talk about Baoyu's marriage. The wife has the final say."

It can be said that in Jiamu's heart, I'm sorry, let alone the little princess and princess, Baochai has to stand aside, because Jiamu has always been a hardcore Baodai party.

Otherwise, since childhood, who created the "love" environment for Bao Dai to get along day and night?

A person like Jia Mu who has lived half his life may not understand the outside world, but how can the Qisi of such a young child bypass the piercing Jia Mu?

"The reason may be that she loves the house and loves Wu. Daiyu is somewhat similar to her mother Jia Min, and her marriage to the royal family is really...a bit cruel to Baoyu." Jia Heng thought about it.

Yuan Chun said softly: "I thought it was inappropriate at first, but Mom has somehow thought about it. After listening to Brother Heng, it depends on what the old lady wants."

She didn't think it was wrong, but she thought, if this matter was done, would it be able to ease the relationship between Brother Heng and his mother?

Thinking of this, Yuan Chunxiu arched her eyebrows, lowered her beautiful eyes of "the breeze is coming, blowing a pool of spring water", picked up the tea cup, and took a sip.

Jia Heng thought for a while, and said, "Big sister, why don't you go to the eldest princess's mansion these two days?"

Yuan Chun: "..."

　When I was coding, I suddenly thought of a few short sentences, which can be used as an introduction to a book, which should be a joy for everyone, haha.

That year, Jia's mother and Shifu were waiting in her boudoir.

That year, Grandma Liu was picking mulberries and farming in Moshang.

In that year, Mrs. Wang Xing was still a lolita boy.

That year, a young man in a green shirt holding an oil-paper umbrella quietly walked into the misty rain in Jinling...

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(End of this chapter)