The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 286

That night.

Jiao Shun talked badly, so he persuaded Xing Xiuyan not to divide the room.

It's rare for him to cultivate his mind, and he wanted to chat with Xing Xiuyan, but he didn't know where to start, so he asked curiously, "What do you do at home in your free time?"

"Originally, when I had free time, I often went to Sister Lin's room to sit and sit. Besides talking about the parents, I just made knitting girls together, or talked about a few poems and songs -- yes, and occasionally played chess."

These……

Jiao Shun can't do anything except his parents' faults.

Although gossiping can be regarded as companionship, but the parents gossip all day long, and I always feel that it has lowered his style of being anxious.

As for mahjong pai gow, neither he nor Xing Xiuyan was interested.

After thinking about it, Jiao incidentally thought of the board games he had played in his previous life, so he said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to do these things, but I know there are a few games that are most suitable for everyone to get together to relieve boredom, and let people play them tomorrow." Come out and try it, we will be lively at the end of the new year."

Xing Xiuyan doesn't care about the game - Jiao Shun has this heart, which is enough for her to be grateful.

She hugged Jiao Shun's arm even more tightly, and said softly: "It's New Year's Eve, and the yamen is busy with things, please don't just do it because we missed the main task. .”

"It's okay."

Jiao Shun said with a smile: "The first half of the month was busy, and now all the documents from various places have been submitted. If there is no errand to check and make up for omissions, the warehouse will be closed in three to five days - besides, I only need to find time to make arrangements, naturally Once someone has done it, nothing can be done.”

Hearing what he said, Xing Xiuyan naturally didn't persuade him anymore.

The two hugged each other, first they talked about trivial matters, and gradually they didn't care about anything. It was unknown who fell asleep first, and the two mouths unknowingly turned into a single mouth, and then the voice gradually became weaker, and finally turned into an inaudible one. snore.

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Turn around.

Jiao Shun finished his official duties with ease in the morning, and took advantage of lunch time to choose between Werewolf Killing and Three Kingdoms Killing. Although Werewolf Killing is simple to make, it is too intriguing and not suitable for pregnant women's leisure entertainment. .

Besides, Jiao Shun is also more familiar with the Three Kingdoms Killing. When Er Erlang was young, he had quite a few poker friends, and they made appointments to play together from time to time.

It's a pity that within a few years, all the poker players got married and established businesses. Even if they could barely gather a table of people, they would either go straight to the KTV for wine, or go to some simple and exciting places. up.

In short, Jiao Shun spent an entire afternoon sorting out all the card copywriting of the Three Kingdoms Killing from memory.

Then he called Liu Changyou and briefly described the production requirements.

Making these things is naturally not a problem for Liu Changyou. After all, the Hero Standing Painting is not a rare thing-the Water Margin characters are often painted on the leaf cards.

He can even understand the rules of the game.

After realizing that this was a set of playthings, Liu Changyou also became more serious - after all, only those who can handle private affairs for Shangguan can be called confidantes.

He took the copywriting respectfully, and solemnly asked for instructions: "My lord, I don't know what kind of painting style you want to use, is it graceful or bold? Is it a palace style or a Su style? What kind of material should you use? The characters are based on the novels, still……"

Hearing Liu Chang's series of tricks, Jiao Shun just felt a pain in his head, he just wanted to accompany Xing Xiuyan and the maids to relieve boredom, why did he think so carefully?
He intends to impress Liu Changyou according to the image of later generations, but he really doesn't have the skills.

In the end, I had no choice but to say ambiguously: "I can rest assured that you can do things, and I don't ask anything else, as long as it is exquisite and durable."

After thinking about it, he was afraid that Liu Changyou would really carve it carefully, so he hurriedly added: "It's just a plaything. It can be used for fun during the New Year's festival. It's almost ready, and it doesn't need to be too much effort."

Liu Chang bowed his head in response, and took advantage of the situation to flatter: "My lord is really ingenious. Everyone who heard about the old drama before praised it, this, this..."

"Three Kingdoms Kill."

"Once the Killing of the Three Kingdoms comes out, it will be popular all over the world!"

Jiao Shun quickly waved his hand: "I got it to relieve boredom at home, what comes out and doesn't come out."

Although Liu Changyou was flattering, it is not too much to praise him.

Because the preparation time given by the theatrical performance is too short, even if the factories want to follow the gourd, they may not be able to make it in time.

So someone came up with the idea of ​​'Mengxue Repertory Theater', and tried every means to invite them to be technical guides, and to perform on stage by the way so that they could be watched nearby.

These seven or eight days are almost a day, and several state-owned workshops have been transferred. The main actors shouted hoarsely, and it also caused a lot of influence.

The vast majority of the audience praised the "model opera", and even firmly believed that it was many times better than Lao Shizi's Beijing opera, Yue opera, and Huangmei opera.

However, this is not surprising. After all, most of the audience are craftsmen. After seeing this kind of stage play that glorifies the working class, it is natural to empathize and feel honored.

A small number of officials with relatively high cultural literacy may not agree with the model operas that are full of vernacular, but their artistic level can be higher than that of various dramas.

But no matter how good the arias were, they were telling other people's stories. This kind of banxi was trying to promote the achievements of the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Industry-but anyone who is interested in official career, who doesn't want to publicize his achievements?
For a moment, all kinds of comments were clamoring, and the four images made by Jiao Shun, a layman, were suddenly raised to the height of seeing all the mountains and small things.

Jiao Shun is quite proud of this.

New policies such as part-time work and student aid are equivalent to the basic trunk that supports his foothold in the Ministry of Industry, and this kind of banxi is equivalent to the branches and leaves extending in all directions-it cannot grow into a towering tree only by relying on the basic trunk, only by spreading branches and leaves. Show wood is more beautiful than forest!

Wait until after the yamen are scattered.

Jiao Shun took another trip to the Ningguo Mansion, but told Youshi to send a message to Xingshi, asking her to calm down for now, so as not to startle the snake.

Youshi is only focused on the fetus now, so he naturally doesn't care about this sudden change.

Xing got the news the next day, but was very depressed.

In order to teach Wang Xifeng a hard lesson, she even took the risk of confronting Jia Amnesty and pretended that her condition was gradually improving.

Who would have thought that as soon as she was on the verge of recovery, Jiao Shun ordered her to continue lurking.

She was definitely not happy about this, but she dared not disobey her adulterer's request.

I had no choice but to use the little wooden figure to engrave Wang Xifeng's birth date on it, and let it out. By the way, this little wooden figure is ready-made.

This afternoon, she was poking the wooden man's heart with an awl, when a maid outside suddenly came in to report that Grandma Zhu was ill, and Second Mistress asked his wife to see if she wanted to come and visit.

Xing frowned and said, "It's all right, why is she sick? Is she seriously ill?"

"It didn't say how sick it was."

The servant girl tried her best to recall what she heard just now: "It is only said that Grandma Zhu has a severe fever, and she is sober and confused for a while, it is probably a little dangerous."

As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. Mrs. Wang is a thorn in Xing's side, and Wang Xifeng is a thorn in Xing's flesh. Li Wan, who was neglected and excluded by their joint efforts, naturally seemed amiable in Xing's eyes.

After a little hesitation, Xing decided to visit her.

So the next morning, she joined Wang Xifeng, surrounded by more than 20 maids and women, and came to Li Wan's small courtyard in a mighty manner.

When I entered the door, I saw that almost all the famous and surnamed members of the family had arrived, and even the old lady sent mandarin ducks over.

Only then did Xing know that Li Wan was seriously ill.

So he hurried inside to visit, and saw Li Wan lying sickly on the bed, his star pupils seemed to be open or closed, his chapped cherry lips were tightly closed, his cheeks were as red as charcoal, but the rest was miserable white without any trace of blood .

Look at it, it's like someone's energy has been completely taken away!
Mrs. Xing couldn't help leaning over to Mrs. Wang's side, and asked curiously: "It's so good, why is Brother Zhu's daughter-in-law so sick?"

Mrs. Wang said helplessly: "It is said that worrying and thinking make you sick. If you are depressed for a long time and are triggered by the wind and cold, it will inevitably be a little dangerous."

"That's right."

Wang Xifeng hurriedly followed up and said: "She is devoted to Lan Ge'er, she has never been away from her for more than ten years, and now she has gone to the academy to study hard, and she might not be able to see her twice in a month, how can the sister-in-law not worry about it Woolen cloth?"

As she said that, she sighed again: "Oh, she was the one who kept hiding it all the time, otherwise I would have to enlighten her no matter what I said."

Bah~
Xing spat secretly, thinking that you two, aunt and nephew, are afraid that she will die early!

What did you say to worry about your son and become sick? According to Xing, it was clearly squeezed out by this aunt and nephew!
And Wang Xifeng was anxious to find love just now, because she was afraid that others would think so.

But looking at the expression on the mother-in-law's face, she knew that no matter how she explained it, she probably wouldn't believe it.

So Wang Xifeng simply ignored Mrs. Xing, and suggested to Mrs. Wang: "Madam, do you think you should call Lan Geer back, maybe see her son, and she will recover from her illness as soon as she is happy."

This is a high EQ rhetoric, and if it is replaced by a low EQ: She is so sick now, it's time for Jia Lan to come back and prepare for her funeral.

Mrs. Wang naturally recognized the "two-handed preparation" in her words, and after thinking about it, it was indeed necessary, so she nodded and said, "Then send someone to the academy..."

"Don't, don't go!"

Li Wan, who was originally like a wandering soul, suddenly interrupted Mrs. Wang's assignment with a harsh voice, and took advantage of the situation to forcefully support half of her body, and said weakly: "Lang Geer has become a monk halfway, in order to keep up with this I don't know, I don't know how much I have suffered in my studies, and now I see that the big exam at the end of the year is coming, if you let him retreat at this time, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?!"

Seeing this, Lin Daiyu hurriedly stepped forward to support Li Wan.

These two delicate women gathered together, looking more and more pitiful.

Wang Xifeng raised his eyebrows and said: "Why are you here? The big exam is not the spring and autumn, so what's the point if you miss it? In my opinion, it's more important to let him go home and enter the filial piety."

Mrs. Wang thought so too.

Even if Chun misses Qiuqiu, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the Rongguo Mansion wants to rejuvenate, and it is not something that a Jinshi can do. In her eyes, what she can really count on is that the daughter in the palace will live up to her belly, and the other is Baoyu can be a holy family and grow long.

Li Wan supported Lin Daiyu, tried to sit up, shook his head slightly panting, and said: "My illness is not a problem, and I will recover after a few days of treatment. How can I miss Lan Geer's studies because of this?" ?”

As she spoke, she didn't catch her breath, her chest heaved violently a few times, and she collapsed back on the bed limply, with some strange red tides appearing on her face and neck at the same time.

But even so, she still grabbed Lin Daiyu's sleeve tightly, and said repeatedly: "Don't disturb him, don't disturb him!"

When everyone saw this, they couldn't force it.

Sighing helplessly, they got together and discussed a lot, and only then did the younger ones get the chance to visit Li Wan.

However, everyone else looked at Li Wan with tears in their eyes, but Jia Baoyu couldn't help taking a peek at Lin Daiyu while wiping her tears. She thought to herself that if I was also seriously ill, she must ask Sister Lin to guard me. Watch me until my soul flies away.

Lin Daiyu avoided his gaze, and said softly to Li Wan: "Sister-in-law really wants to be good for Brother Lan, she must take good care of her body, otherwise, if he knows that it's because of her entering school, you..."

After a pause, he said again: "How can he continue to read this book?"

Speaking of getting up, he greeted everyone and said: "Let sister-in-law have a rest, we are always surrounded here, and our breath is turbid."

The sisters all nodded.

Everyone went out together, only Xue Baochai took half a step back quietly, but called Suyun and said: "What Miss Lin said just now, you tell your grandma from time to time, as the saying goes, if you are a mother, you are strong, just for Lan Brother, sister-in-law will definitely be able to cross this threshold."

Suyun thanked repeatedly.

Only then did Xue Baochai chase the sisters outside.

As soon as they met in the courtyard, they happened to hear Xichun's suggestion: "Shall we go to the family temple to pray for sister-in-law? These days, the house is really evil. Second brother, sister Lin, eldest wife, old lady, sister-in-law Zhu , It's a continuous trouble."

"It's just dry and dry."

Xue Baochai hurriedly said, "Sister, don't dare to talk nonsense!"

Seeing that Xichun was confused, she stepped forward and whispered again: "Seeing that big sister is going home to visit her relatives, what evil are you talking about at this time, if it gets out, it will be fine?"

Only then did Xichun realize that she was afraid, and hurriedly stopped talking.

He also heard Shi Xiangyun smoothing the thin braids of his temples, and sighed: "I heard that Brother Lang is like a fish in water in the school, and has been praised by the teacher several times. The sister-in-law should be happy, but why is she so worried? "

The thoughtful one thought of Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng after hearing this, so naturally he couldn't comment casually; as for the dull one, he couldn't think of an answer at all.

So it was cold for a while.

Seeing this, Xue Baochai hurriedly said, "It's freezing cold, let's stop chewing our tongues outside, and choose a warm place before we talk."

Just as he was talking, a group of people came outside in a hurry, and the leader was Youshi who was pregnant.

When all the girls saw that she had come, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

But Youshi didn't care about gossip, and hurriedly pulled Baochai and asked: "What happened to Brother Zhu's daughter-in-law? I heard that her life is in danger?!"

"It's said that worrying makes me sick..."

"Worried and sick?"

Youshi was taken aback for a moment, but then he breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "It turned out to be a mental illness, so it's easier to say..."

"Easy to say?"

Others didn't hear clearly, but Xue Baochai heard it clearly, and asked suspiciously, "What does Mrs. Zhen mean by that?"

"Nothing, nothing!"

Youshi waved his hand perfunctorily, pointed inside and said, "I'll go and see her first."

As he said that, he rushed in with his belly out.

Xue Baochai always felt that there was something in what she just said, but this was not the time to inquire, so she followed Shi Xiangyun's urging, so she followed the sisters.

(End of this chapter)