The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 403 Take care of your heart

bell bell~
Early in the morning, when she heard the clear and sweet bell ringing from the yard, Ying'er knew that Shi Xiangyun must be going out alone again.

She subconsciously stretched her neck and peeped out through the window, but only saw the green thread in front of the door seeing her off, and Miss Shi was nowhere to be seen.

"Why is it more urgent today than the previous two days?"

Ying'er murmured suspiciously, and turned her head to look at Xue Baochai who was sitting in front of the dressing table, arranging the golden locks around her neck in front of the mirror, and couldn't help leaning forward and knowingly asked: "Miss, what do you think is wrong with Miss Shi? Every day, I go out early and return late by myself, and I don’t even want to take Cui Ling with me.”

Seeing that Xue Baochai didn't respond, she lowered her voice and continued: "I heard that Miss Lin is also like this. Could it be that they are doing something together in private?"

The movements of Xue Baochai's hands froze slightly, but soon resumed arranging the headgear.

When she tidied up and stood up, she said seriously: "Who is selfless? If they don't tell us, they will have a reason not to tell us. Why do we have to get to the bottom of it?"

Saying that, he picked up the round fan distributed by the poetry club from the bed, walked out of the house, and walked towards the direction of Qingtang hut.

Since Aunt Xue moved into the Grand View Garden, if there was no special reason, she would have to go to say hello every day, not to mention that Aunt Xue has been in a bit of a mood these past few days, but she refuses to explain why.

But she has already found out the reason from her brother, so today she can prescribe the right medicine and carefully enlighten her.

But Yinger followed closely behind, and when she saw no one around outside, she couldn't help but said: "Ms. Shi has always been the best with you, but now she is getting entangled with Miss Lin. If..."

"enough!"

Baochai turned her head and gave her a sideways glance, and said seriously, "Although Sister Lin and I had some misunderstandings, they have all been resolved by now. How could Sister Yun alienate us just because I am on good terms with her? You will never leave us again. Talk about such extravagant nonsense!"

Ying'er saw that the young lady was annoyed, so she didn't dare to say another word.

Sullenly, she followed Baochai step by step, until she was not far from the Qingtang hut, she suddenly let out a low cry, and suddenly said: "I know..."

Baochai stopped, turned around and asked in surprise, "What do you know?"

"No, nothing!"

Yinger waved her hands again and again.

In fact, she thought about it all the way before she figured out the unfinished meaning of Baochai's words: the so-called "misunderstanding" between Xue and Lin was just for one Baoyu.

Now that the dust has settled, my young lady is only one step away from victory, at this time, it is natural to strive to be safe, how can small mistakes cause major problems?

Seeing that Miss Lin was still looking at her, Ying'er hurriedly added: "I just want to say that when I see Miss Lin in the future, I must be respectful and not dare to speak nonsense again."

Only then did Baochai nod slightly in satisfaction, and led Ying'er to see Mrs. Wang first as usual, and only after receiving the reply that "the wife is doing morning class" did she go to Aunt Xue's room.

At that time, Aunt Xue had just had breakfast, and she was sitting on the bed like a Bodhisattva, her two crisp white catkins were hugging an ugly wooden sculpture, she couldn't stop rubbing it, her beautiful eyes were full of memories of the past.

At this time, I heard the servant woman report outside, saying that the girl came to say hello.

She hurriedly hid the wood carving in the box, and sat back to the original place as if nothing happened.

After Baochai entered the door, she saw that Aunt Xue's cheeks were slightly red, and there were still some tears in the corners of her eyes, so she asked straight to the point: "I see that my mother's complexion has not been good for the past few days, but what's wrong with her body?"

"It's nothing, it's just..."

Aunt Xue originally wanted to say something casually, but seeing that her daughter's attitude was unprecedentedly serious, she sighed seven parts of the truth and three parts of the lie: "Oh, I often dream about your father recently, and I wonder if he is alone in Jinling. , want me to go back to Jiangnan..."

"Mom, don't think about it."

Xue Baochai stopped Aunt Xue's words, stepped forward and took Bai Shengsheng's arm, leaning her hair full of black hair on her shoulder, and said softly, "As the saying goes, you think about it every day and dream at night. Mom just thinks about things when you see things. It’s just people, it has nothing to do with Tuomeng.”

"How, how do you know?"

When Aunt Xue heard the words "seeing things and thinking about people", Aunt Xue's heart suddenly jumped, and she thought to herself that she was thinking about returning the things to Jiao Shun in two days, but why did the news spread to her daughter?
"Of course my brother told me."

Baochai said with a smile: "It is said that I accidentally found the token of love that my father gave you back then in the old house—where did you keep your mother? Quickly take it out and let me have a look."

Aunt Xue couldn't help being embarrassed when she heard the words of "a token of love", and quickly argued: "What token of love, don't talk nonsense! It's just a Qixi Festival gift from your father, and it was lost by your brother later. This is, it was added later."

When it came to 'replenishment', she was vague and vague. She was embarrassed to lie that her husband had provided it, and she dared not tell the source of it.

But how did Xue Baochai know that there were such inside stories?
All she knew was that Aunt Xue had always treated Jiao Shun as a nephew, so she never expected that this so-called "token of love" would be given to her mother by Jiao Shun, but her mother accepted it by mistake.

Therefore, although Aunt Xue seemed to be covering up her hesitation, it was only because she was ashamed to reveal her love history in front of the juniors, so she urged again: "Mom, quickly take out that thing, and let me see what kind of gift Daddy gave back then. .”

"This……"

Seeing that she couldn't evade it, Aunt Xue had no choice but to dig out the wooden carving from the box with her embroidered shoes, and reluctantly handed it to Baochai in shame and embarrassment.

Baochai held it in his hand and looked at it for a while before he recognized that it was a meeting of magpies. He couldn't help chuckling, covered his mouth and teased: "I don't think Daddy has such graffiti before. He is always the strongest and never refuses." Expose yourself in front of others, the fault is that you love your mother, so how can you take the initiative to make a fool of yourself?"

"This one……"

Aunt Xue felt more and more awkward, although she was indeed using this to pay tribute to her deceased husband recently, the problem is that this thing was not made by the deceased husband, but carved by Jiao Shun himself.

As a result, it was first said to be a "faithful object", and now it is said to be "loved" myself...

Amitabha!
It seems that it is necessary to make a settlement as soon as possible, and return this thing to Zhao in its entirety.

…………

Go back and talk about Xiangyun.

She left the Hengwu Courtyard early in the morning and found the place where they had gathered recently. When she turned around the rocks, she saw Jia Tanchun wandering in the gazebo. The group that the third sister joined, I don't want the third sister to be more caring than me."

How can you not care?
It might be an exaggeration to say that Jia Tanchun loves and hates Jiao Shun, but Jiao Shun has undoubtedly left an indelible mark on her body and mind.

The preliminary manuscript drafted by the three of them had already been delivered to Jiao's house yesterday, and this morning was the time to announce the evaluation, so Jia Tanchun barely slept last night.

Tossing and turning on the bed, sometimes imagining how Jiao Shun would feel when he read the article he denounced him; It's right to be determined to take revenge consistently!

Thanks to her natural beauty and not being as delicate as Daiyu, she managed not to show fatigue in front of Shi Xiangyun.

Listening to Shi Xiangyun's jokes now, he hurriedly concealed his guilty conscience: "I often boast that I am not inferior to a man, but now I have finally done something that ordinary men may not be able to do, so how can I not care about it?"

Shi Xiangyun didn't have any doubts, he propped the car up against the rocks, and while walking into the gazebo, he struggled and said: "I don't know if what we wrote can be read by Brother Jiao."

"What kind of eyes?"

Jia Tanchun said stubbornly: "How can he be as good as us in thesis? Even if he doesn't like it, it's only because he has too low vision!"

Having said that, the uneasiness in my heart is still above Xiangyun - if it weren't for this, how could she appear here so early in the morning?
Like candidates before the announcement of the imperial examination, the two waited for another quarter of an hour with anxiety, before seeing Lin Daiyu approaching with a stack of manuscript papers in his hands.

Seeing this, Tanchun's heart tightened, he grabbed Xiangyun's arm subconsciously, and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that what we wrote was really beaten back by him?"

Although Shi Xiangyun was not like her, he still had a frowning face and muttered, "I've obviously put my heart into it, what's wrong?"

When Lin Daiyu finally approached, the two immediately went up to meet Lin Daiyu, staring at Daiyu with four eyes to inquire what happened.

Daiyu was also a little discouraged when she saw it, so she walked into the gazebo, threw the manuscript in her hand on the table, and then said helplessly: "Brother Jiao said that the article is a good article, and it is the best choice to set up a topic and solve it. ..."

Tanchun couldn't wait to ask: "What is it?"

"It's just not violent enough, not provocative enough."

"Violent theory?"

"It's probably the kind that doesn't startle and die endlessly."

Following Jiao Shun's example, Lin Daiyu spread her hands together: "He hopes that we can focus more on the small things, or in other words, it's okay to make generalizations. It's best to give some examples that can empathize with the humble scholars and the children of the aristocratic families."

"And then there's..."

Daiyu explained Jiao Shun's needs one by one. To put it bluntly, it was the same as the self-media traffic articles of later generations. Of course, Jiao Shun didn't do this after all, so he could only make general requests based on his impressions.

Seeing that both Xiangyun and Tanchun were a bit disappointed after speaking, Lin Daiyu suddenly changed the subject again, and said with a smile: "But not all of them came back. Brother Jiao said that the arrangement of his two articles is very good, and the headlines are not amazing. The endless chatter, the story in the middle is full of novelty, and the scolding at the end is even more unforgettable and true, making people unforgettable even if they want to.”

Hearing that he was the champion, Tanchun was secretly delighted.

But when I heard the eight-character comment of 'unforgettable and true feelings', my heart was full of mixed feelings and worries about gains and losses.

She tried her best to stabilize her mood, and changed the subject bluntly: "How's the trial going in the past two days? Don't worry, the case has already been closed before we make up our minds."

"Third sister, don't worry."

Lin Daiyu sneered disdainfully and said, "As expected by Brother Jiao, Sanju chose to wait for changes. He said yesterday that he was going to be promoted to the court for questioning, but what he asked about was not the case of Zhou Long's framing of engineering studies, but the case of two working-study students. It is really ridiculous to act like this to coerce the imperial court officials."

Shi Xiangyun paid more attention to writing articles, hesitantly said: "Brother Jiao said that we can see the big from the small, but we don't know anything about Zhou Long's life..."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Without waiting for Lin Daiyu to speak, Jia Tanchun eagerly said: "Just use the deeds of the predecessors. We are here to flatter and build momentum, not to write a history and biography for that surnamed Zhou."

Shi Xiangyun hesitated with a small face: "But, but in this way, wouldn't we be framed out of thin air like Zhou Long?"

"We are flattering him, how can we say it is framed?"

Jia Tanchun didn't take it seriously: "What's more, since ancient times, people who do big things don't care about small things. If you have to look forward and backward even to these small things, how can you fight against those villains who form cliques for personal gain?!"

Lin Daiyu also nodded slightly at the side, apparently not objecting to this approach.

From this, we can see the difference between the three personalities.

Although Lin Daiyu can distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, she pays more attention to personal feelings. Since she believes that Xing Xiuyan is a close friend, she does not hesitate to stand in Jiao Shun's position, and regards Zhou Long as an enemy, not to mention just flattering and killing him. If she really wants to frame her, she will choose to support her silently.

Although Jia Tanchun admires loyal ministers and good generals, he thinks that heroes should not be judged by success or failure, and is even most easily moved by those tragic heroes. Whether the goal is achieved is the most important thing.

It can be seen that what a person admires is often the person she is least likely to become.

On the contrary, Shi Xiangyun, who usually looks carefree, is actually the one with the most bottom line among the three, who can be said to act rashly but never violate the rules.

Therefore, among the three, only she expressed doubts about this approach.

Of course, it was just a trace of hesitation. Under Jia Tanchun's persuasion, she was soon relieved - after all, this matter was initiated by the Ministry of Rites, and Brother Jiao had no choice but to do it for self-protection.

And because Tanchun won the lottery, his attitude became more and more positive. Relying on his familiarity with the stories of loyal ministers and generals in ancient and modern China and foreign countries, he took the initiative to take on the task of fabricating the deeds of Zhou Long's sages, and spent a whole morning piecing together seven or eight plausible things. And enough to touch the heart of the joke.

Shi Xiangyun was in charge of polishing it, romanticizing it, and then extending the subtle meaning--in fact, she didn't do it very well in the last matter, and it can only be said that she did her best.

As for Lin Daiyu...

She is specially responsible for criticizing engineering in the tone of a literati, and she is very handy in this job, especially after getting some materials from Jiao's family, it is even more meaningful to the point.

[It’s a few dozen words short, let’s break it up casually: Because the chapters of the main chapter on the battle for the court are not subscribed well, so I tried to use the way the girls relayed in these two chapters to promote the progress of the lawsuit. I don’t know what everyone thinks.

In addition...

What is wrong with the plot of the court battle?Why are so many people saying that Lao Ao's writing is too bad?I feel that I have put my heart into it. Is it true that I don't even have a passing level? 】

(End of this chapter)