The Red Mansions

Chapter 224 Love

Chapter 224 Love

Qingxuguan

Jia Heng frowned when she heard the movement from Sister Feng's side, Sister Feng was good at everything, but it was this pungent and ruthless temperament that made people frown.

Sister Feng seldom shows pity for the poor and the weak. Thinking about it, one of the few good deeds she did was to help Grandma Liu, and the only good deed she did was to save Sister Qiao.

Have to say, quite interesting.

Seeing this, Mother Jia quickly said, "What's the matter?"

When Sister Feng heard this, she hurriedly stepped forward to support Jia Mu, and said with a smile: "A little Taoist priest cut candle flowers and didn't hide. He's crawling around at the moment."

Jiamu looked at the little Taoist priest and sighed, "Poor kid, don't scare him."

After speaking, he asked the child how old he was, and the little Taoist said timidly.

Jia Mu then looked at Jia Heng and said with a smile: "Brother Heng, take him out and buy some fruit for some money, don't make things difficult for him."

Jia Heng nodded, although his heart was a bit strange, but he couldn't say anything, looked at the little Taoist priest, and said in a clear voice: "Follow me out."

Then, he took the little Taoist priest out of the treasure hall, gave two taels of silver under the eaves of the corridor, and led him to see Taoist Zhang.

Daoist Zhang saw this, his complexion changed slightly, and he confessed: "Have you ever disturbed the female relatives?"

"That's not true, don't beat him up." Jia Heng said lightly.

Taoist Zhang said with a smile, "Master Heng is really kind."

Jia Heng didn't intend to talk nonsense with Taoist Zhang, so he chatted casually for a few words, then said sorry, and turned back to the temple.

After walking to the eaves of the corridor, he looked up and saw a petite and pretty figure kneeling on the futon under the alcove table in the hall.

It was clear that Daiyu clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, she was praying for something.

It was noon, and the sun slanted into the hall, falling on Daiyu, who was wearing a water-blue satin bamboo-leaf and plum blossom embroidered round-neck gown, and a white embroidered horse-face skirt. An endearing weakness.

Jia Heng looked silent, standing and watching, but Zijuan standing at the threshold of the hall saw Jia Heng and called softly: "Master Heng."

This sound also reminded Daiyu. Daiyu just turned her head, and suddenly she looked back, as if the fragrant posture of a water lotus rising with the wind, came into view all at once.

The delicate and soft eyebrows and eyes are like the long alleys under the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Daiyu's starry eyes flickered slightly, and she called out with a bit of sadness, "Brother Heng."

Jia Heng nodded, and said softly, "Why didn't Sister Lin accompany the old lady?"

Daiyu got up slowly, lowered her head slightly, raised her eyes to look at Jia Heng, and said softly: "I prayed for a while, now I'm going to find the old lady."

"Then let's go together." Jia Heng knew that Daiyu had something on her mind, thought for a while, and said.

Daiyu nodded and said, "Okay."

The two of them left the treasure hall and walked side by side along the eaves. The autumn day was quiet and their steps were light.

Because the Taoist temple descended the incense, the sandalwood in the incense burner was scattered and floated in the air, which made people feel much better involuntarily, and Daiyu unconsciously slowed down her pace.

Zijuan pulled Xueyan's arm behind her, signaling to take a few steps behind, and quietly looked at the boy and girl in front of her.

Jia Heng said softly: "Your sister is missing relatives just now?"

When Daiyu heard this, Yurong paused slightly, her delicate body trembled, she pursed her cherry lips, and gave a slight "hmm".

Jia Heng said softly: "In a blink of an eye, my sister hasn't been back to Yangzhou and Gusu for several years, right?"

Daiyu Chunshan's bright eyes under the black eyebrows of Qiushui filled with sadness again, and said softly: "It's been more than six years."

"Have you sent a letter to Yangzhou?"

Daiyu said softly: "The transportation is inconvenient, and I can't write a letter in a year."

Jia Heng was silent for a while, and said softly: "I should write more letters home."

From Lin Ruhai's sudden bad news later, it can be seen that Daiyu should seldom go to Yangzhou to write letters.

It's not that Daiyu is thin and cool. In this age, audio and writing are cut off. If Daiyu wants to write a letter, there will be a lot of noise. But Daiyu, who lives under the fence, eats bird's nest porridge, and is worried that the mother-in-law will curse her to death, so she doesn't want to. It was earth-shattering.

Daiyu gave a heavy "hmm", and Yurong felt a little disappointed.

Jia Heng said softly: "You are here in Shenjing, your father may not know what to worry about. As a father, he can't see his daughter's elders, so why not feel sad? For you, you can write more letters and share some interesting things in daily life. Your father must be very happy to see you."

There are no cameras in this era, otherwise it would be better to take a photo and mail it over.

Of course, there is no other alternative, or draw a portrait and mail it.

Daiyu listened to the soft words of the young man beside her, her jade face stagnated slightly, and a warm current gradually surged in her heart, she stopped her steps, turned her head to look at Jia Heng, there was some inexplicable meaning in her clear and brilliant star pupils, Said softly: "Brother Heng said, it's just..."

It's just that she is in Shenjing, so who can I bother to send it to after finishing writing?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help lowering his bright eyes, but only raised them, but saw that the young man seemed to see through his thoughts, his eyes were warm, and his smile reached his eyes.

Jia Heng looked at Daiyu quietly, smiled lightly, and said: "Don't be afraid of trouble, you are the granddaughter of the old lady, and you are still worried that the people below will not deliver it to you when you write home?"

He has a pretty good impression of Daiyu, and everyone said Lin Dangdang, but he didn't see her.

On the contrary, this weak and Yiyi appearance, coupled with some "past life filters", makes it hard not to feel affection.

Daiyu shook her head lightly, sighed and said, "It's not good to be disturbed and uneasy, and then some people who talk and talk gossip."

Jia Heng smiled lightly again, and said lightly: "Is it because of the cricket's cry, and not the harvest?"

Daiyu: "???"

Daiyu Qiushui raised her bright eyes and looked at Jia Heng, knowing that there was more to come.

Jia Heng looked warmly, and said softly: "You are worried that they will say that you are tossing, but you are not worried that they will say that you have been in Shenjing for more than six years, and you don't care about your family at all, and you don't even go to letters?"

Daiyu's pretty face turned pale when she heard this, bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, and said aggrievedly: "I..."

Jia Heng smiled lightly, and said: "So, those people who play tricks always have gossip, if you have the thought of being forced by wind, knife, frost, and sword for 360 days a year, then simply don't do anything. , No, if you don’t do anything, they won’t talk? They can still talk, you can say the sound of insects, the noise is unbearable, but after autumn and winter, where are the insects?”

This is the same as the Internet trolls of later generations, time is worthless, and they can only find their presence on the Internet.

Daiyu raised her head, looked at Jia Heng with her bright eyes like a stream of flowing autumn water, and repeated in her heart "360 days a year, wind, knife, frost, and sword are pressing against each other", only feeling that the words permeated her heart, almost her past portrayal.

Just listening to the young man comparing those wives' broken mouths to the cries of insects, he was both moved and lighthearted, and said softly: "Brother Heng is right."

Jia Heng said: "Sister Lin is very thoughtful, don't wrong yourself in everything, eat and drink in daily life, and take good care of your body, you look... so weak."

As she said that, she took a look at Daiyu, and had to say that Daiyu, who became quiet, had a very strong sense of sight of the girl next door, but she was thin and thin.

It's just that the young man looked at her, but Dai Yufang felt shy, but she knew that the other party was caring, so she couldn't feel annoyed.

As Jia Heng spoke, he paused, looked back at Zijuan who followed behind him, and said: "Sister Lin, if there is something wrong here, or something is short, you can tell Sister-in-law Feng, um, just say yes." I told you."

When Zijuan heard this, a smile filled his brows and eyes, and he said, "Okay, thank you, Master Heng."

When Daiyu heard this, a warm current surged in her heart, and she looked at the boy with bright eyes.

Jia Heng nodded, turned to look at Daiyu, smiled lightly and said, "You have good ears and a lot of sensibility, please listen to me too, what woman and servant in the West Mansion is chewing on my tongue."

Daiyu: "..."

What do you mean she has good ears and many senses?

Is this person praising her or hurting her?

But even if she has good ears, who dares to chew the tongue of Master Heng behind his back?

Daiyu saw the young man's desolate look of a little "screaming", she woke up and realized that he was teasing herself, she was both moved and strange in her heart.

For some reason, thinking of Xiangyun's words, I wanted to say a few joking words, but I didn't dare to meet the pair of clear and soft eyes, and my pink lips moved, and I was so greasy Pretty face flushed a little.

Jia Heng didn't say much, and said, "Okay, let's go."

Daiyu's name is Qingqing, and she belongs to the temperament that she treats whoever is kind to her.

Baochai said a few heartfelt words to her, "One day I live, I will open up for you one day", which moved Daiyu so much.

This kind of girl who lacks love since childhood is often sincere in heart, with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart, and is easy to offend others.

When the two of them were talking, they passed through the Moon Gate and saw Tanchun and Yuanyang facing each other, they were taken aback for a moment.

Curiosity flashed across Tan Chunying's bright eyes, and he said with a smile: "Sister Lin, Brother Heng, just now the old lady said where did you two go? I caught it."

Jia Heng smiled and said: "When I came back just now, I met Sister Lin, so I came here together."

Daiyu was sized up by Tanchun's suspicious eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Usually she used to joke around with Third Sister and Big Brother Heng, but now it's... Tit for Tat.

Yuanyang smiled and said: "The old lady was waiting in the room, and she played a show in front of the gods and set up a vegetarian meal."

Jia Heng nodded, "Okay, take it."

Secretly said, entertainment activities in this era are really lacking, except for listening to operas. If you follow the original book, Mother Jia even went south to buy an opera troupe just for the sake of listening to operas.

All the people went to an attic in the middle. Jia Mu was sitting in the main building at the moment, Sister Feng waited in the east building, and all the girls waited in turn in the west building.

At this moment, the play has already begun, and it is singing "The Story of the White Snake", not "Legend of the White Snake", but the story of Han Gaozu beheading the White Snake Uprising.

Jia Heng, Dai Yu, Tan Chun, and Yuan Yang went upstairs, and now when all the female relatives saw Jia Heng coming, they laughed and said, "Brother Heng, why have you been here for so long?"

Qin Keqing also cast a pair of soft and charming eyes over her.

Jia Heng smiled and said, "Turn around."

When people heard the words, they didn't ask questions.

On the other side, Tanchun took Daiyu's hand and sat at the table of Yingchun, Xichun, and Xiangyun. Xiangyun was playing with a few maidservants at the moment, and just now he saw Daiyu and Jia Heng together. When he came back, he winked and smiled sweetly, "Sister Lin, why did you come here with Brother Heng?"

Daiyu picked up the tea at the side, took a sip, her bright eyes flickered, she glanced at the young man who was talking to Jiamu, and said quietly, "It's just a coincidence."

Tanchun smiled and said, "What did you say?"

"I said a few homely things, but I didn't say anything else." Daiyu thought about the boy's words over and over in her heart, and suddenly felt a little shy.

Shi Xiangyun supported his fragrant cheeks with one hand, blinked his black grape-like eyes, and said with a light smile: "I'm curious, isn't Sister Lin a picky person?"

Daiyu's heart trembled when she heard the words, and said angrily, "What Yun'er said is so boring, he is very good, I am not picking on others for what to do."

Tanchun smiled, took Xiangyun's hand, and said: "Okay, there is such a powerful person in the family, how can you make fun of it casually."

Xiangyun smiled.

On Jia Mu's side, listening to the opera, she said with a smile: "Brother Heng, Baoyu has been looking depressed these two days, so she wanted to come here to relax."

Jia Heng frowned, and said in surprise: "Didn't he use to relax every day?"

Mother Jia: "..."

Jia Heng said: "In the future, there will be more chances to relax, not just once or twice."

Mother Jia smiled and said nothing more.

But Mrs. Wang looked at this scene, feeling a little uncomfortable.

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Not to mention that Jia Heng accompanied all the female family members of Jia's mansion to worship and pray for blessings in Qingxu Temple, but said that in Shenjing City, since the Sanhe Gang in Dongcheng was destroyed, as time went by, news gradually spread to Shenjing.

The details of Jia Heng's suppression and arrest of the Sanhe Gang were also revealed through the mouths of the guests who went to Ningguo Mansion to congratulate them that day, and spread in Shenjing City at an astonishing speed.

Li Jinzhu, the head of the Sanhe gang, came to provoke him but was ambushed by Jia Heng, which made all the spectators in Shenjing feel strange.

Yong'an Square, Yang's House

Today is the time to rest and take a bath, and it is not the day when the cabinet is in rotation. Therefore, Yang Guochang, the chief assistant of the cabinet, is in the attic in the back garden, surrounded by servants and maids, and accompanied his wife, Mrs. Shen, listening to Kunqu opera.

Since the Jiajing period of the former Ming Dynasty, Kunqu opera has become more and more prosperous through the improvement of Wei Liangfu, a famous Kunqu opera master, and it has become popular all over the country in Chen Han Dynasty.

However, Yang Guochang is from Shandong, so he listens to these things quite often. He still likes to listen to Dagu Pingshu and Hebei Bangzi.

His wife, Mrs. Shen, is from Gusu, she speaks an authentic Wu Nong soft language, and today is Mrs. Shen's [-]th birthday, so Mrs. Shen invited a famous Kunqu Opera performer from Beijing.

At this time, a person flashed past behind the screen. It was Yang Guochang's eldest son, Yang Sihong. He was in his early 30s, with a face like a crown jade, wearing a stone blue Confucian shirt, and a scholar's square scarf. He walked into the attic and rushed towards Yang Guochang and Shen. Dali, and then said loudly: "Father, Liang Shilang is waiting for you in the study."

Yang Guochang frowned, and said, "Liang Yuan? Tell him to wait in the study first, and I'll go over later."

While speaking, he glanced at Mrs. Shen.

Shen's crisp and waxy voice sounded, and she said with a bit of reproach: "I won't let you relax on the day of rest and bathing."

Yang Guochang said: "Maybe there is something wrong. In the last two days, Shenjing has been disturbed by people."

(End of this chapter)