King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 50

Xue Pan smiled and returned from the gate of the mansion, but when he came in, he found that many clansmen had gathered, among them was Xue Yucheng, the elder of the second house.

"Brother Pan...what's going on today?" Xue Yucheng asked with a cane.

"That's right... It's Jin Yiwei coming to the door again, and someone from the palace, it really scares me to death!"

"Brother Pan, you won't cause trouble again, will you?"

From the time Xue Yucheng opened the chatter box, everyone at the scene started to ask questions, which made Xue Pan, who was in a good mood, suddenly collapsed.

"Second uncle, did I come here to cause trouble?"

"To tell you the truth, I found a friend from the Jinyiwei to solve the Zhenjiang Mansion's affairs for us!"

Xue Pan thought that he had made friends with those who took money from him. This was his extremely simple view of the world.

"As for the father-in-law who came today, I'm afraid you won't believe me...but I'm here to reward my wife and my brothers and sisters by order of the thirteenth master!"

Everyone could barely believe the previous sentence, but everyone really didn't believe the latter sentence, because it sounded too fake.

"Reward from the Thirteenth Master? Brother Pan... You can't talk nonsense, if it spreads out, it will bring disaster!"

Xue Pan's face darkened, and he said angrily: "You don't believe me? Then follow me in!"

At this moment, he tried his best to prove himself, so he had to convince everyone, otherwise he would not be happy for a day.

The reward gift has been moved to Xue Pan's courtyard, and everyone went all the way to his room, watching Xue Pan open the wooden box.

Although the box was very big, there were not many things inside. There was a sword for each, a set of books, and the Four Treasures of the Study.

"Why are there weapons!" Someone couldn't help complaining.

Generally speaking, such a murder weapon will not appear in rewards, because it is really not auspicious.

Xue Pan immediately reprimanded: "The Thirteenth Master likes martial arts, don't you know about this?"

"So... this is really a gift from Lord Thirteen?" Xue Yucheng was extremely surprised.

Xue Pan put down the lid of the box and said slowly, "Second Uncle, even if I have the guts, I don't dare to spread rumors about Lord Thirteen!"

Xue Pan made such an oath that everyone had to believe it.

"So, Brother Pan and the Thirteenth Master have friendship?"

When Zhu Jinghong arrived at Xue's house that day, the imperial army sealed off the house, and most of the Xue family members and servants were imprisoned. In addition, Xue Pan strictly ordered those who knew the matter not to discuss it, so everyone in the Xue family didn't know the truth at all.

"That's right!" Xue Pan said awkwardly.

He dared to misidentify his relationship with Jin Yiwei, but he was not so bold with Zhu Jinghong, so he answered ambiguously.

Hearing this, everyone in the Xue family breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Jinghong is the dark cloud entrenched above their heads, which can bring violent storms to the Xue family at any time. Now that the dark cloud has disappeared, how can they be unhappy.

While being happy, everyone felt pleasing to the eyes when they saw Xue Pan. Only Xue Yucheng and a few other people with dark faces at the scene were all powerful factions in the clan.

Xue Yucheng said slowly: "Brother Pan, Lord Thirteen doesn't care about villains, you have to keep yourself clean from now on... don't cause trouble for the clan again!"

On the surface, these words were education, but in fact, they were reminding everyone present that Xue Pan was responsible for the misfortune of the Xue family.

Xue Pan didn't hear the truth, and replied with a smile: "Second Uncle, you taught me the lesson, I won't dare again in the future!"

On the other hand, Xue Pan greeted the clansmen, while Baochai had already returned to her boudoir, drawing patterns on paper with a pen.

She didn't care about Zhu Jinghong's rewards. After all, the Xue family was very rich, and there was no shortage of gold, silver and silk.

She is only fortunate now that the grievances between the Xue family and Zhu Jinghong are gone, and she doesn't have to worry about this matter in the future.

Xue Baochai sat calmly, and the two little maids in her room were very curious, so they opened the wooden box in front of her.

"Two ruyis, two sets of books, one, two, three, four... six hairpin ornaments, two jade hairpins..."

"There are also pens, ink, paper and inkstone... and two round fans, both of which are tributes made of bamboo silk. The patterns on them are really beautiful!" Ying'er held the round fan and looked at it repeatedly, as if she couldn't put it down.

Listening to Yinger's chattering voice, Baochai continued to draw with a pen, and was not disturbed by outside sounds.

At this time, the maid Wen Xing suddenly said, "Girl, here is another letter!"

Ying'er, who was admiring the round fan, turned her head and saw a letter under the box, so she picked it up immediately.

"What letter? Could it be that it was misplaced!"

"Xue... the girl kisses~"

After reading a few words on the envelope, Ying'er raised her head and said, "Girl, this is a letter for you!"

"Nonsense, how could there be a letter for me!" Baochai scowled.

As a girl in the boudoir, if she received the token privately, it would definitely damage her reputation if it was spread out, so Baochai would naturally not admit it.

"Then how to deal with this letter?" Yinger was in a dilemma.

But Wen Xing interjected: "Girl... I'm afraid this letter was written by the Thirteenth Master. Could it be that he has some orders?"

These words reminded Baochai that she wanted to say to burn the letter, but now she hesitated.

If the instructions in the letter were true, if she tore them up, it would bring disaster to the family.

But since it was a letter to Xue's family, why did he sign it for himself?Baochai couldn't understand it.

"Bring me the letter!"

After much deliberation, she decided to read the letter, after all, being careful makes the Wannian Ship.

"Put these things away!" Baochai dismissed Ying'er and her two.

"Yes!"

When the two of them were busy, Baochai tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper from inside.

The paper is the very best rice paper, and the ink is also the best Hui ink, but...

"What kind of characters are written here!" Baochai was extremely disgusted.

This kind of good paper and ink, but the characters on it are sloppy, and the structure of the brushwork is basically not particular, it can only be said to be recognizable.

"Is this really written by a prince?" Baochai expressed doubts.

The royal family is the first in the world, and Zhu Jinghong, a direct prince, is at least a bachelor enlightenment from the Imperial Academy, how could he not even write well?

Putting aside these questions, Baochai pinched her nose and watched.

"Miss Xue, I don't know if Qing is safe after a few days away..."

"Before, Zhu came to the house abruptly and caused the girl to be surprised. I'm really sorry, Miss Wanwang forgive me!"

"Today I heard that something happened to the girl's family. To express my apology, Zhu has ordered Jin Yiwei to come to the door to help the girl's family solve their problems..."

Seeing this, Baochai knew that Jin Yiwei's sudden visit was ordered by Zhu Jinghong.

"Meng Lang that day was definitely not Zhu's original intention..."

Not from the heart?Can anyone force you?Baochai complained in her heart.

"Young girl is so noble, I don't think she will argue with Zhu, the so-called no acquaintance, you and my family can be regarded as friends..."

"In the future, if you encounter difficulties, the girl can send someone to sue, and Zhu is willing to help you if you can!"

Seeing this, Baochai always felt weird. Is this helping herself or the Xue family?
Of course, it would be of great benefit to the Xue family if they could get Zhu Jinghong's care, and Baochai knew this.

Originally, she wanted to burn it after reading it, but now this letter is actually a proof, which made Baochai hesitate for a while.

"Another page?" Baochai was a little surprised.

Baochai picked up the top page, but saw a poem written on the bottom, relatively speaking, the handwriting was more neat.

"Yunxiang's clothes are flowery, Xiangrong, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold of Revlon, if I don't see you at the top of Qunyu Mountain, I will meet you at Yaotai under the moon..."

"This poem is dedicated to Xue Qing!"

Seeing the last sentence, Baochai became very angry, and immediately slapped the paper on the small table.

"Dengtuzi..." Baochai scolded.

(End of this chapter)