Pingyang Fu of the Red Chamber

Chapter 242

It seems that Lin Ruhai is still in the Yanzheng Yamen in the south of the Yangtze River, and nothing happened. I just don't know if his wife Jia Min is still alive, and what happened to sister Lin.

But on Zhang Jinyu's second thought, it's not necessarily true, because the rest of the things started after Qin Keqing's wedding.

Although he succeeded, but the following things will unfold soon, so Lin Ruhai will soon be too.

He stretched out his hands to hold the water and washed his face. Anyway, he still has to go to Jinling in the south of the Yangtze River. He still needs to see the beautiful scenery of Jinghu Lake. The old man Jia Wenfu still lives well for the men. It depends on his mood whether to fry or fry.

Thinking like this, Zhang Jinyu also stood up from the tub, wiped her body, changed into a padded jacket, saw Lan Yueer sniggering behind her, and asked in doubt;
"What are you laughing at?"

"Lang Jun, come and drink some tea to sober up."

Lan Yue handed over the brewed sour tea, and Zhang Jinyu took a sip and almost made her tongue sour. This is tea made with vinegar, I'll go.

Lan Yue laughed and replied;
"I just laughed, and I went out to take a bath on the wedding night. You really have it, and besides, I'm just jealous of her."

Zhang Jinyu, who smacked her tongue, barely drank a little more, which really refreshed her mind. When she saw Lan Yueer talking nonsense, she asked;
"Okay, look at you, take a bath, that's it, and besides, you have seen someone get married."

"Humph,"

Lan Yueer's face froze and she snorted coldly.

"No, I haven't seen it or heard of it, Mr. Lang will bully me."

Zhang Jinyu turned around and hugged Lan Yueer, kissed her,
"Look at you, you're still angry, you look like a chicken belly."

"Who is angry?"

Lan Yue'er was not convinced, she fiddled with the sleeves of her shirt and muttered.

And in the attic,

Baozhu and Ruizhu each brought a hot dish and some naan bread, and the three of them sat down at the table and began to eat in small bites.

Then Baozhu became a little angry and said;

"Miss, the servant girl who just came with my uncle, you can see her air, it's really annoying."

"That's right, those who don't know think she is Mrs. Hou Fu."

Rui Zhu, who was eating venison beside him, also shared the same hatred and angrily agreed.

Qin Keqing was not so angry. She ate the food and thought in her heart, but after all, she had just entered the Hou's mansion, so she didn't know what the situation was. His attitude must not be that of a maidservant,

"Okay, eat yours, but tell you, that one is not a maidservant."

Baozhu and Ruizhu didn't believe it, it's not that maids can do what maids do, Baozhu asked in disbelief,
"Miss, what's wrong? As soon as she came in, she said that the hot water is ready. Isn't that what a servant girl does?"

After eating a bite of meat, Ruizhu agreed with Baozhu's point of view,
"Yes, miss, look at her like that, even if she is not a maid, in the house, the miss is the wife of Zhenggonghou's mansion, can she still be an equal wife?"

That's true, Qin Keqing took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it again, and liked the taste.

However, Hou's mansion is also a flat wife, and it was bestowed by the palace, so it could be this one, but I don't feel like it, because Hou Ye is very kind to her.

"You two girls, stop chewing your tongue behind your back. This woman is not only a wife but also a concubine. If you didn't hear the words coming in, she is also calling for a gentleman."

"Oh yes."

Only then did the two little girls come to their senses, and they were a little dumbfounded. They thought that they had a rival just now, and the lady was in trouble.

Qin Keqing didn't think so much, let alone what the two little girls thought. Today's big wedding is also sighing in her heart. It really is a rich family, with a lot of guests, and the noise of drinking outside is endless. Worry about gains and losses.

Thinking about it, there is a special charm when frowning.

West Wing,
After being comforted for a while, Lan Yue'er felt much better, and she didn't lose her temper anymore, so she helped Zhang Jinyu put on her clothes and started tidying up.

Zhang Jinyu straightened his clothes, then opened the door and went out to the attic.

Pushing open the door and entering the back room, I saw Baozhu and Ruizhu cleaning up, and when I saw myself coming, I smiled and said:
"Grandpa, you are here, the lady is inside."

Seeing that the two little girls have completely different attitudes in the film, and it feels a little "before the soldiers" is also a bit funny.

But after thinking about it again, I also understand that the dowry girl and the master are both prosperous, and the other is damaged, and those things that are difficult to say must be said through their mouths.

Dowry, dowry, both dowry and marriage, are all their own people.

"Well, I see. After you are done working, there are not so many vacant rooms in the attic, just choose one to rest at will."

"Yes, uncle."

After Zhang Jinyu explained, he left for the main room without paying attention to the two of them.

Inside the house, Qin Keqing came to a small cubicle by the window, and saw rows of bookshelves inside, as well as balls of good rice paper on the desk.

Stretching out his jade hand, he held a ball of rice paper and spread it out, only to see that it was written repeatedly, and from the handwriting, it seemed that he had already entered the door.

He opened the rice paper he picked up from the ground and spread it out, "Ah,"

With a soft cry, it turned out that the handwriting was so scrawled that it was really impossible to read, but some words were still unclear, and I don't know what it meant, maybe Lang Jun misunderstood the words.

Thinking of this, a smile flashed across Furong's delicate face.

block outside,

Zhang Jinyu also called softly, walked slowly to the desk, leaned over and asked,

"Keep, why are you laughing out loud?"

"These are written by Mr. Lang?"

Qin Keqing pursed her lips and smiled, with a look of curiosity on her beautiful face.

"Of course, my husband insists on practicing calligraphy every day."

Zhang Jinyu didn't feel wrong in the slightest, and his handwriting was a bit of a success, and it didn't take so long in vain.

Still somewhat self-satisfied, Qin Keqing saw the young man beside him, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, heroic and unrestrained, extraordinary temperament, and gradually blushed, shy, nodding his head and drooping, feeling his heart beating.

Although the handwriting is average, but people have talent and learning, I can remember those poems, and they must be handed down through the ages. The gentleman is both civil and military, not to mention martial arts. Jun.

Such an amazingly talented person is also a blessing from my previous life. Thinking of this, Qin Keqing couldn't hold back, stood up, and shouted,
"Lang Jun, I'm not a concubine,"

Zhang Jinyu hugged Qin Keqing's delicate body directly, lowered her head and pressed it, how could she bear it.

The person in his arms is also hot, his plump body is also trembling, his hands are at a loss, his willow eyebrows are also trembling slightly, and there is a murmur, how long is the long night

As the moonlit night deepens,

Moonlight is more like celebrating Zhang Jinyu and Qin Keqing's [-]-year marriage, the birth of a son early, and a night without wind or cloud.

inside the house,

On the dressing table of the high table, two towering red candles emit bright yellow light, and they shed tears to illuminate the room.

Dantong's candlelight flickered, with the sound of burning fire, to set off the couple.

Slight candlelight, bright all night.

The next day,

Dawn breaks, sunrise dawns.

The golden light is ten thousand zhang, the white clouds are floating jade, and the light is shaking pieces of haze.

In the courtyard, the plum blossoms stand proudly, and the green pines and cypresses are in Changchun.

With this vitality, it passed through the window of the study, passed through the barrier of the wing room, and was reflected on the bed in the back room.

Zhang Jinyu woke up and looked at Keren who was still asleep beside her. The tear stains on Yurong's face were clearly visible, her hair was disheveled, and the corners of her mouth were red and swollen. Zhang Jinyu felt a little remorse and pity in her heart, and she blamed herself for not being able to hold back.

He bent down and kissed Keqing's forehead, covered the quilt, got up and dressed, changed into a new suit, and went out to wash.

Walking to the front hall, I saw two little girls cleaning the house with faint dark circles under their eyes.

"Grandpa, are you up?"

Seeing her, Baozhu also asked weakly, obviously she didn't sleep well last night, or didn't sleep at all.

Zhang Jinyu was also a little embarrassed, so she said in relief;

"Okay, don't stay here anymore, and you don't need to be busy, go back and sleep for a while, as I said."

"This."

When Baozhu and Ruizhu were hesitating, Zhang Jinyu was urging them again. The two yawned and went back to the room they chose last night. After the door was closed, they went back to bed and fell asleep.

However, Zhang Jinyu, who was outside, had no choice but to fetch a basin of washing water and a face towel, washed his face with cold water, took out a towel and wiped it, and poured the water into the courtyard in the pond.

Finally, he threw the basin away, and then his eyes were piercing and energetic, without any loss of the momentum from yesterday, let alone a trace of fatigue. In the courtyard, facing the cold wind, he played Tai Chi, elegant and energetic, and then A burst of forceful Bajiquan, made some strength.

After a while, the body was sweating slightly, and then I felt comfortable in my heart, and I got up.

"Clap clap."

In the corner, the second daughter Yueshu stood clapping her hands and applauding.

"Still standing there, still not coming."

The second daughter came over with a hot towel and hot water, and when she saw Lord Hou who had withdrawn his punches, she hurried over to wipe off her sweat.
"The two of you are not waiting on mother, why are you running here?"

Zhang Jinyu saw that the two of them were also dressed in military uniforms, and they had the demeanor of a heroine, so their hearts moved. Why are they dressed like this?

"What's more, the two of us got up early, and after washing up, we also boxed in the yard. I thought that Master Hou also had this habit, so..."

Lan Yueer drew a long tone,

"So, the two slaves came here to see if Master Hou is lazy and greedy for pleasure, and just forgot about it."

Lan Shu'er's mouth was even more resolute, she pouted her lips in anger.

When Zhang Jinyu saw it, he was still a bit petty. Of course, he was right. Qin Keqing's figure and softness last night, but he knew what a peerless beauty is. With such a strong body, he felt a little empty in the end, as if his tarsal bones were sucking marrow. Feeling, it can be seen that in the past, such a beauty was obtained, and why the king did not come to court early.

"Okay, let me show you how to punch once, if you forgot."

"Where there is, hit it."

The two lined up in a row, and then opened their posture, and then punched out with a straight fist, and shouted;
"Haha!"

(End of this chapter)