Walking into the Red Mansion starts from the maid

Mrs. Wang personally announced the news about her daughter-in-law, which was like a thunderbolt. The casualties of others were not yet known, but Daiyu actually vomited a mouthful of blood.

"It's over, it's over, these half a month's hard work has been wasted!" Mrs. Hu's face was like gold paper, she pinched her wrists and legs, wishing to lose the blood on the handkerchief again.

Baochai stood beside Mrs. Wang, listening to the reports coming one after another. This was a mess and that was a mess. She felt the numbness under her body and sighed in her heart!

For the first time, she discovered that she had never seen through her mother. The more proud Aunt Xue was now, the more she hated her!

She often did not dare to think deeply about these entanglements between relatives.

She was born a woman, and will be a wife and mother in the future. She learned to be virtuous and virtuous, and she will live in a comfortable home.It is true that after the opportunity to choose a reading companion fell through, she also thought about choosing a lover and docking again.

But until this moment, she knew that she could choose anyone, but it couldn't be Jia Baoyu.If a marriage is destined to bear the hatred of two close relatives, is there still a future?

The lights in the Grand View Garden were brightly lit, and the imperial medical soldiers who came in were divided into two groups, one going to Xiaoxiang Pavilion and the other to Yihong Hospital. Half of the imperial hospital was in Jia Mansion tonight.

Baochai was detained in Yihong Courtyard. She couldn't hold back her smiles and respect when her servants passed by her. Whether it was Mrs. Wang or Aunt Xue, they all talked about how outstanding she was and how she had the ability to clean up the stall. She must be a virtuous woman.

The worries before coming turned out to be a prophecy, and it turned out to be a lot of trouble.Baochai's heart was filled with hatred as thick as old wine. With trembling hands, she found the right moment to throw out the pair of white jade butler cards. Then there seemed to be a ghost floating in front of her eyes. After a few rapid gasps————

"Girl! Miss Bao! What's wrong with you?"

"Baby girl!"

Someone worriedly shook her gently, then held her arm persistently and called, but whether it was the imperial doctor or herself who was calling, Baochai could no longer hear clearly.Feeling like he was falling from a high place, he grabbed his hands a few times and then fell into the boundless darkness.

Ma Fei Powder is quite useful, she thought.

When Wang Xifeng heard that the girl came to report that the old lady had vomited blood, Jia Lian was as panicked as anything, but Wang Xifeng just hugged the empty swaddling clothes and couldn't stop crying. Under such a series of shocks, she was instantly I don't even know who I'm crying for.

Ping'er had been waiting in front of the door, and the maids and servants who came and went gave her all the important information.As I listened, I went from confusion at the beginning, to anger, to unbelievable numbness, in just one hour.

When he saw Jia Lian leaving, he hurriedly entered the house and took a few steps forward.

My grandma's heart-rending wails made Ping'er clench her internal organs into a ball, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

But she is a big girl!The position cannot be messed up.

He hurriedly brushed off the water on his face, stepped forward and hugged Wang Xifeng into his arms, saying bitterly: "My grandma! You work hard every day, but in the end you don't know who you are making the wedding clothes for!"

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Yunzhu felt melancholy, squatting in the tea room and watching the old doctor wandering around and talking about boiling medicine. The old red clay stove no longer had rolling spring water, replaced by a gray casserole, and the whole room was filled with a strong fishy smell.

Qixie was very happy and walked around the room muttering: "God bless me. Fortunately, the old lady is out of danger and has woken up. If she drinks the medicinal soup, she will be fine."

The old lady is Jia Baoyu's supporter. If she disappears, not even the little girl Yunzhu who serves her will dare to think too much, let alone others.

Even though Mrs. Wang is a biological mother, she pretends to be good for her children, but in fact she is always the opposite.Now she is so angry that she can treat her daughter-in-law like a normal person. Who can look at her and not say that she is so horrified?
"Miss Xue and Lin..." Yunzhu was curious. Didn't he say that he picked up a little figure painted with cinnabar downstream of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion?Why is there no movement now?
"When Baoyu saw that the old lady was awake, she went to take care of Miss Lin, followed by Sheyue. Miss Bao had a fever attack, and the imperial doctor said that the attack was violent. Now her legs are not able to walk, which would cause trouble. The old lady acquiesced to Uncle Xue We took him out of the house overnight to rest." Qixie's eyes and brows were still a little dignified, and she must have been very frightened.

The news that the Xue family's new garden had been taken care of came to the Jia Mansion years ago. It was the time when Princess Yuan was visiting the family and it was before the festival. The Xue family couldn't move out due to mutual pulling.

Now it looks like Baochai's wish has been fulfilled.

Yunzhu has been to Hengwuyuan, and the Syrian-style decoration is not a place where he plans to live long-term at all. He has only moved out until now, because he is afraid that the internal differences between the Xue family, mother and son, are not small.

Yunzhu twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a perfunctory smile, "Fortunately, I hope everything is okay. Sister Qi, you go and rest for a while, I will just keep an eye on you."

Seeing Qi Xie nodding and turning around to go out, they knew they were just talking politely.

Who dares to rest in this situation now?

Even though they were not assigned anything, no one dared to rest in the house. They were all thinking hard and pretending to be busy at their respective posts. They kept their ears open at all times, for fear that something unexpected might happen and they would follow suit. Eat melons and fall.

But Jia Zheng said that when the old lady vomited blood, Jia She sent the messenger out of the house.

Academic administration is a noble position in the local area, but even those with a little ambition should know that it is impossible to say which student will be the pillar of the dynasty in the future. If we don't recruit him now, when will he leave?
Therefore, Jia Zheng was full of energy every day. If he was not talented enough to be an official, he would work hard to make up for it. When he was more exposed, the moon was like water, and two tired figures finally appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Officials who serve are rewarded by the imperial court. Many high-ranking officials will invariably choose a courtyard on a street. Without it, there will be subsidies for purchase and lease.

Jia Zheng has been an official in the court for many years. Even if he is just a wooden pile, he is not without achievements in human relations and sophistication.

The family that lived next to Jia Zheng was named Shi, and they were a branch of the Tuiguo family. Both of them loved to appraise calligraphy and paintings, and their exchanges really showed a sense of sympathy for each other.

In particular, Mr. Shi is busy with his spare time compiling local chronicles. He spends a lot of time at home listening to music and eating wine, which is a lot of leisure time.At this time, he stopped Jia Zheng leisurely and greeted with a heavy expression: "Master Jia, you have worked hard."

Jia Zheng's expression changed drastically. He poked his head toward the door of his home and saw Aunt Zhao and the servant in plain clothes. His heart sank, he sighed and cupped his hands and said, "Master Shi, it's so late. I wonder what's going on?"

Master Shi shook his head and waved his hands, "No, it's your family."

As he said that, he pointed at Aunt Zhao.

"??"

"Master! Master, the old lady... and the second grandma..." Aunt Zhao ignored the boy beside her and ran forward, almost losing her shoes. Her face was pale and she looked grief-stricken.

Jia Zheng's face almost split.

Seeing outsiders present, he asked with a straight face: "Why are you out of the house? What nonsense are you talking about!"

How could a face-conscious person share his family's affairs with others in public?He hurriedly said goodbye to Mr. Shi, and took Aunt Zhao into the house before he had time to ask in detail.

After asking a few questions about joints, Aunt Zhao's eyes were blank. Jia Zheng thought to himself that if there was a funeral in the family, he would naturally not ask Aunt Zhao to come and deliver the letter.Seeing that Aunt Zhao was about to cry again, Jia Zheng was helpless, thinking that it was inevitable for women to show off their petty tempers.So, after a lot of talk, when the two of them exchanged warm words, Jia Zheng's eyes almost fell to the ground.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!?" Jia Zheng roared, hurriedly got up and dressed, and asked: "Why didn't anyone at home come to report the news?"

How does she know this?

She just saw that her wife was so solemn about her affairs this time, and was afraid that she would be killed by her first, so she hurried out. As for the arrangements and procedures in the house, she didn't know anything about it.

Aunt Zhao knew the essence of the complaint. She did not mention Mrs. Wang in every sentence, but pointed directly at Mrs. Wang. She leaned on Jia Zheng's shoulder. There was no sadness on her face, but her tone was full of pain.Yiyan told the story of the old lady vomiting blood, Wang Xifeng losing her son, and the lady handing the housekeeper's key to Baochai in public.

My aunt, who has been involved in the family for many years, is favored and has an heir, so it would be extremely easy to take advantage of the chaos and leave the family.

Precisely because she left the house, she was naturally unaware of the series of major events that would follow. However, Sister Feng's son died prematurely, and she firmly believed that her curse-killing technique was effective, so she hurriedly went to Jia Zheng to behave in front of her.

The numb man who had been ravaged by official duties was suddenly frightened. His eyes widened and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Aunt Zhao's docile appearance, he held back.

The next morning.

Master Shi poked his head in front of Jia Zheng's house. When he saw Jia Zheng coming out, the couple rushed to greet him and said, "Is everything okay at home?"

Grandma Shi is a virtuous person who is used to having her husband sing and her wife follow suit. She also said: "Linzhou Mansion is more than three hundred miles away from the capital, but it's not that far away. Alas, your nephew died young and the old lady is so sick. Mr. Jia, please hurry up." Go home, you still have to make the final decision."

Jia Zheng stood frozen on the spot, his whole body was shrouded in sadness, and he couldn't move for a moment. He blamed Aunt Zhao for her big mouth and talking nonsense.

How did he know that this was Aunt Zhao's stupid move to protect herself? She thought that by dragging many people into the water, Mrs. Wang could handle it lightly.

Master Shi also advised him: "Go quickly, I was like this back then..." Master Shi was upright and almost said that I missed the last time with my family in this way, but at least he stopped his mouth, patted twice, and said sincerely: "Don't worry about those official duties. I'll take a leave of absence from the bachelors for you tomorrow. If a deputy takes over, you can go back directly."

Jia Zheng slowly loosened his clenched teeth, clenched his teeth, and then said: "I don't dare to ask Brother Shi to worry about me. I will go to the superior to explain the situation myself."

Master Shi and his wife nodded together, "That's fine."

A heavy burden was placed on Jia Zheng's feet, and he stumbled a little when he walked. Just when he called Shangguan to see it, he thought something big had happened to his family, so he hurriedly approved a leave note and told him to go home and settle down before coming back.

After Jia Zheng left, the master sighed: "Sir, you must be very happy."

"..." Shangguan raised his eyebrows and raised his voice: "Look at you, what are you talking about!"

Master curled his lips, there were naturally many high officials in the court, but few with titles.Especially for such a well-known second-generation official to come to their remote country to earn qualifications, which originally put many people under great pressure.Once these people come, everyone not only has to deal with their own work, but also takes time to play with these uncles.

I'm so tired. It's so good to leave now. It's best not to come back again.

When Jia Zheng stepped into the house, the old lady was doing acupuncture.

"Why are you back! Go back quickly! Go back!" The old lady had needles all over her head and face. She tended to salivate when she was agitated, and could not speak when her mouth was crooked. This was wind disease, the imperial doctor said.

Mrs. Wang came in with the decoction and saw Jia Zheng in front of the bed. She knew that the great master had sent someone out and Aunt Zhao had also gone out. Although she fully hoped that Aunt Zhao would die outside, she still whispered: "Master, must you be tired?" "Master, please don't be too sad. I've asked the imperial doctor to wait in the house. The old lady can turn the corner and take good care of her so that she will be fine in the future. And there are two girls, Feng Yatou and Lin Yatou, they are still young..."

Her gentle and meticulous explanation stopped when she saw the old lady's hateful eyes. Those old eyes were full of cold anger and grief.

"Who told you to come back?" Jia She asked mercilessly in public, and added: "The old lady specially asked me to send someone to tell you not to come back. Who told you to come back!"

Since the title of concubine in Yuanchun, the entire Jia Mansion has been immersed in an illusory atmosphere of royal relatives. There are endless people in the Mansion who tease cats and dogs. The money in the account is sold out like water. Sister Feng falls, and everyone Only then did he realize that the wind and rain outside were hitting the eaves.

The ladies and grandmothers were so careless that they immediately took out the dowry list from the bottom of the box and checked their belongings one by one.

Even Mrs. Xing, who was always jumping up and down in the past, knew that there was something fishy in it after seeing Baochai's attitude, and even her thoughts of fighting for power became a lot less. The housekeeper is in charge of money. Who cares about the housekeeper if there is no money?
Jia Zheng's voice was deep, and he held Jia Mu's hand and sobbed: "What can my mother say? She is seriously ill, but my son is not at the bedside. Don't say anything else. Even in the officialdom in the future, my son will not have the shame to interact with his colleagues."

He then asked his brother Jia She, "Why didn't you ask me to come home? But...what happened?" Jia Zheng pointed to the sky, referring to the royal family.

Jia She muttered the corner of his mouth and did not answer. He looked at the top of the tent with bitterness in the corner of his mouth. He only felt that his luck in middle age was extremely bad, and murmured: "The imperial concubine has twins in her belly."

The old lady closed her eyes and gasped, and even Mrs. Wang shed tears.Jia Zhenggang wanted to say, isn't this a good thing? Killing two birds with one stone is a great blessing for His Majesty who has few heirs!
But after a moment he came back to his senses and asked softly: "Could it be...could it be?"

"The people who diagnosed the imperial concubine's pulse were fellow countrymen of the Imperial Physician Wang. It is very likely that they were the two princes."

Seeing that the guess came true, Jia Zheng lost all his strength. It turned out that the old lady did not allow her to come back. She wanted him to stand on the bank, waiting to help the family at any time, but now she is back...

He felt distressed in his heart. If an ordinary family had twins, it would almost be called auspiciousness. If the twins grew up smoothly, they could be said to be well-known from all over the country!
But if this auspiciousness falls on the Heavenly Family...

The twins are yin, which is not good for the country, the country, and the country. It is almost an unwritten hard rule in the royal family to lose one son and return the other.

Even among the royal family, concubines had to wander around the gates of hell to give birth, and twins were even more difficult. Could it be that the strength of the Jia family had ended here?
Everyone's faces were as sinking as water, and their hearts were as heavy as wood.

While the old lady was sleeping, Mrs. Wang stood at the door of Xiaoxiang Hall for a while, but did not go in. She turned around and walked quickly towards Wang Xifeng's yard.

After twisting and turning, something familiar appeared in front of her. The large pink screen wall used to be dazzling to her, but now she seemed to have found a life-saving straw.

Before the maid could pass the message, as soon as she entered the room, she saw Wang Xifeng wearing a thick forehead wipe, huddled between the quilts, with a small lotus-colored quilt under her head, and the hair on the side of her face seemed to have lost its luster, as if A broken flower with withered branches, crumbling at any time.

"My son!"

Wang Xifeng shrank back subconsciously, then immediately frowned and let out a groan.

Ping'er gently lifted the corner of the quilt and saw that the breast milk was soaked into the skirt of her clothes. Regardless of Mrs. Wang's persuasion, she just wiped it quietly and changed it. After changing it, she brought up a cup of medicinal soup that could restore breast milk. She looked like she wanted to cry or not, but poured it out. Tell Wang Xifeng to be soft-hearted.

She said: "Good girl, don't cry. I left when I was full. I won't be hungry down there."

The women who have walked in front of the Buddha have never had a serious eye for gods and Buddhas, but now they believe in the underworld and reincarnation.