The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 183 It’s a pity that I failed to live up to Daiyu’s good intentions.

Seeing Daiyu holding the cloak in her hand and still staring blankly at Jia Cong's retreating back, Zijuan didn't know what she had just whispered to the Marquis, causing him to flee as if he was running away. However, judging from the look on the lady's face, , it seemed that she was only a little embarrassed and angry, but not sad, so Zijuan felt relieved.

"Madam, it's cold in the sky, let's go inside first!" Zijuan stepped forward to persuade Daiyu. Although Madam's health has been much better in the past two years and she has never heard a cough, in view of the past, there are still three Hou Ye After explaining twice, Zijuan did not dare to ignore it.

The Marquis never blames his wife, he only punishes those who serve him.

Daiyu pouted at Jia Cong's back and let out a breath from her nose. Then she pinched Jia Cong's cloak, dragged it on the ground, walked towards Ning Xitang, and said angrily, "It's cold there. Kill me?"

In the original work, Daiyu went to see Baochai on a cold day, and she happened to meet Baoyu there. At that time, Baoyu had just looked at Baochai's golden lock. Daiyu said in a petulant manner, "If I had known he was coming, I would have Then Zijuan asked Xueyan to bring a hand stove to Daiyu. Daiyu said again, "It's so cold there that I'll die." Xueyan didn't know Daiyu's thoughts and said that it was Zijuan who sent it. , leading to Daiyu's sour words about "imperial edict".

"It's a shame that you listened to him. Everything I tell you on weekdays turns a deaf ear. Why do you just obey what he says? It's faster than an imperial edict!"

If Jia Cong hears Daiyu's words, he will definitely feel very strange. Now, Daiyu is not saying this to Baoyu, but to Jia Cong just now. She is also kind-hearted and considers his health. Unexpectedly, Brother Cong didn't appreciate it at all.

After a while, he came back, and she had to cross-examine him to see what he was thinking.

In the outer study, Jia Cong walked in quickly. Jia Ping stood aside. Feng Dakan was sitting on a chair drinking tea. When he saw Jia Cong coming in, he stood up to greet him.

"Sit down, there's no need to talk about these false etiquettes!" Jia Cong sat down casually. Jia Ping served tea again and walked to the door to watch.

Feng Dakan sat down with only half of his buttocks. The longer he stayed with the young man, the more he became in awe of him. He lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Jia Cong's stern face. He carefully considered his words and said, "Hou Sir, the reorganization of the Flying Bear Guard has been completed without any obstacles. Although they have all been disbanded and reorganized, judging from the future, when they go to the battlefield in the future, these people may still hold back the brothers. At present, they are frightened. I lost my courage and was temporarily frightened, but I have never trained, and my actions are completely unorganized. I will eventually think that it will be completely useless after three to five months!"

"I know this situation well. The reason why I disrupted the reorganization is to shorten the training time. The team is about to leave for the time being. If they don't reorganize, the marching speed of these people will definitely not be able to keep up. The Ningxia Guard can't wait any longer. On the way We will deal with a few more laggards and have our people keep an eye on them. Under high pressure, it will not lead to a mutiny."

How could Jia Cong have so many concerns about Feng Dakan? The integration of Feixiongwei must be done. He couldn't choose the time and could only follow the trend.

"When we enter Ningxia, we will make adjustments based on the situation there."

After listening to Jia Cong's words, Feng Dakan also felt relieved. Following such a general has the advantage that for all the problems raised, the leader will have various high-level suggestions and effective solutions, instead of giving you various solutions. After so many constraints, you still need to produce a good result.

Feng Dakan also reported on the situation at the Three Thousand Battalion. He is now the acting commander of the Qianshi. Although it is limited to the Feixiong Guard, it is conceivable that as Jia Cong becomes more powerful in the future, his future will definitely not be limited to the current situation. Position, therefore, Feng Dakan defined himself as Jia Cong's deputy general.

Over at the Three Thousand Battalion, after Jia Cong ordered him to come down and watch, he was also always paying attention to the movements there. The Marquis obviously trained him as a confidant, and Feng Dakan only had the heart to serve his life.

"Three Thousand Battalion, the empty pay is also very serious. The total number on the books is 890 people, but right now, there are only 640 people, eating nearly [-]% of the empty pay. I'm afraid the Beijing Camp can't make up for it now. Many people, including Wang Jieshuai and Hou Shenjiang, are thinking of a solution."

The soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion are not easy to replace. The Three Thousand Battalion are cavalry. If the team he takes out tomorrow can't even ride a horse, how can Jia Cong give up?Once Jia Cong made an attack, Emperor Taiqi didn't know what to do. The civil servants who regarded Wu Xun as their mortal enemies would attack him in groups. Once they were targeted by these madmen, it was hard to say what would happen next.

Feng Dakan said, "Master Marquis, I am worried that the three thousand battalions assembled at the gate of the city tomorrow will be like the Feixiong Guards. They are not even popular. How can we fight if they are drawn out? It seems to be a large number of people, but in the end, a dozen Isn’t it fatal to have diarrhea when you wake up?”

Jia Cong's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest. He squinted his eyes and thought quietly for a while, "As I said again, I have to pull him out. It's a sacred decree. Besides, we don't need these people. What can be used? The entire Beijing camp is probably like this. At the moment, we can only say that the taller ones are coming out of the dwarfs!"

Let’s see how Wang Ziteng does it!
Feng Dakan talked about the progress in the Beijing camp. Just as Jia Cong said, Wang Ziteng arranged for his men to select troops overnight, selecting young and willing ones who wanted to make contributions and have some blood and can ride horses. , was organized into the Three Thousand Battalion. The whole battalion worked hard all night and reorganized into a Three Thousand Battalion. Although it went against the original intention, the Three Thousand Battalion was originally established in the hands of Emperor Shizong. They were all Mongolian soldiers who were capable of recruiting and fighting. Now they are only Can be a Dashun person in charge.

In fact, Wang Ziteng had already made excuses, but there was really no place to find Mongolian soldiers. After several rounds of elimination, they were now a mixture of Mongols and Han. Of course, Han refers to Dashun people.

"Is there any news from the front?"

"The Five Roads Tangqi have all sent back news. At least so far, we have only seen a large number of refugees to the east of Huamachi, but no rebels." Feng Dakan was also very surprised. It did not mean that the rebels were coercing the refugees. Are you going around causing chaos and rebellion?
"Keep exploring!" If this was the case, it would be more interesting. Jia Cong had a guess in his mind, but during the march and war, decisions based on guesswork were prone to mistakes. He suppressed the guess for the time being and said, "Order Wang Lang to speed up." Probe forward. Once you find the rebels, report them immediately. Before the army moves tomorrow, you must know all the information ahead! "

"Yes!" Feng Dakan was very aware of Jia Cong's fighting habits, which emphasized knowing oneself and the enemy. At present, they did not know the situation of the Ningxia Guard.

After Jia Cong finished his instructions, he went to the backyard.

In Ningxi Hall, Daiyu had already taken a bath and was lying on the bed, reading by candlelight. When she heard the movement outside, she hurriedly stood up to greet her. Jia Cong had already come in and held her down with his hand, "Why are you still here?" No rest?"

Daiyu pursed her red lips slightly, and her eyes were full of water, smart and cute, as if studded with rhinestones. She gave him a sideways look and said without answering, "Should I let Zijuan take care of you for a bath?" "

Outside the door, after Zijuan heard this, her legs moved together and she became extremely nervous. Her face was instantly covered with redness, and her whole body was shaking slightly with excitement.

Jia Cong gently pinched Daiyu's cheek. He leaned down and breathed hot air into Daiyu's ear, "You weren't happy when I made trouble to you last night?"

Daiyu was so embarrassed that she couldn't help herself. She held up the quilt and was about to cover her face, but was stopped by Jia Cong. She could only lower her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and her soft and charming voice trembled, "You are talking nonsense again!"

Jia Cong's hand had already reached into the quilt and covered it, "If you don't like it, I'll just stop being like this in the future. I just think that you and I should be intimate. Although you are still young now, if I'll keep an eye on him from time to time. In the future, he will probably grow more proudly than others. If you don't believe it, why don't we give it a try?"

Daiyu twisted her body slightly and pushed him, "Brother Cong is not a good person, and I am not doing it for your own good. I can't serve you, and I am afraid that you will be uncomfortable, so I asked Zijuan to take my place for the time being. ...Hmph, I don’t care about you!”

Jia Cong chuckled lightly and saw Daiyu's charming face as beautiful as a flower. He couldn't put it down. He pressed his lips against her delicate petal-like cheek and bit it lightly. Daiyu let out a startled cry and opened her pair of cloud-covered mist eyes. She looked at Jia Cong with open eyes and saw the narrow smile in Jia Cong's eyes. She pursed her lips and smiled. She pinched Jia Cong's cheek with her slender hands and said, "You've done something bad again! Why don't you go take a shower!"

After saying that, without waiting for Jia Cong to say anything, she called Zicuckoo to come in, "Serve the Marquis to take a bath!"

Jia Cong couldn't refuse at this time, and he didn't want to let down Daiyu's good intentions. He knew that she would not be jealous over such a thing. This was a characteristic of women in this era. The thoughts they had been instilled in them since childhood were The virtue of a great woman is not jealous.

In the original work of "Dream of Red Mansions", Daiyu is devoted to Baoyu. Even though she knows that Baoyu and Xiren have been trained by the police fantasy, she does not take it seriously and still calls her "sister-in-law" openly. She was extremely wary of someone as competitive as Baochai. Later, when she and Baochai became good sisters, she in turn "bullied" Baoyu with Baochai.

His generosity of heart really moved Jia Cong. Daiyu is still the innocent and kind-hearted girl, and he is not Baoyu, so he will never let Daiyu down in the future.

The bathtub has been placed in the ear room and filled with water. At this time, the water is steaming, the mist is rising, and there is a light fragrance of pine and bamboo.

Zicuckoo followed Jia Cong in. She was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to look at Jia Cong.

The madam had already told her that she would serve the Marquis for the next two years. Now, the meaning of the order given to her was naturally different.

Jia Cong also looked at this maid who would definitely become his concubine in the future. In the original work of "A Dream of Red Mansions", there is a saying of "Hui Zijuan". This girl is smart and smart. The most rare thing is that she is extremely loyal to Daiyu. If Jia Cong wants to The only way is to keep the Rhododendron with Daiyu and to bring the Rhododendron into the house.

Seeing that the girl lowered her head and was so nervous that she wished there was a crack in the ground so that he could get in, Jia Cong took two steps forward, gently held her slender hands in his, and whispered, "I was in the room with her. Did you hear it outside?" Zijuan pursed her lips and had the idea of ​​dying on the spot. She didn't know what the Marquis meant by what he said, so she only said nervously, "I didn't mean it!"

"From now on, if you want to listen, just listen openly. There is no need to hide."

what does this mean?
Zijuan was frightened and looked up at Jia Cong. Seeing that his facial features were still gentle, she felt relieved but also felt ashamed. How could she listen so openly when her masters were doing that, but she also understood another meaning? , does this mean she agreed to be the maid of intercourse?

The nervousness turned into shyness. Zijuan was relieved and relaxed. She boldly stretched out her hand to Jia Cong's waist and said, "Shall I take a bath with you?"

"Ok!"

Zijuan's small hands untied his belt, took off his outer robe, and removed his underwear. When she saw that he was only wearing a pair of obscene trousers, she couldn't help but tremble again. She stared at him, but for some reason, she didn't dare to move away.

Seeing this, Jia Cong sighed lightly and raised his hand to hold her shoulders, "Let's stay here for now! I'll come by myself later!"

"But, but..." Zijuan was really afraid of losing this opportunity. She suddenly plucked up the courage to pull open the belt, and the obscene pants fell down. She was so shocked that her eyes widened and she looked at this. Be different.

……

Jia Cong sat in the bathtub and closed his eyes slightly. Zijuan's dexterous little hands gently squeezed him.

Under the steaming water mist, Zijuan's face was overflowing with sunshine. She boldly looked at Jia Cong's face carefully, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a rhinoplasty and thin lips, and a cold and hard aura from the stern profile, which combined with the facial features of Jia Cong. The softness and dilution make people feel like they are surrounded by pearls and jade, making me feel dirty.

Jia Cong could naturally feel Zijuan's peeping. He sighed slightly, grabbed her hand that was sometimes slow and sometimes fast, and pulled it down until Zijuan let out a soft cry...

The girl's technique was still very immature. One was outside and the other was inside, and it was not very convenient to operate. Jia Cong had to free his hands to help her undress and hugged her into his arms.

Seeing that the Marquis was willing to teach her, Zijuan was afraid that she would not be able to serve well, so she almost obeyed his orders and tried her best. Finally... Jia Cong handed her a glass of water.

Zicuckoo thought for a while, swallowed it while Jia Cong was stunned, and took two sips of water. A pair of charming almond eyes overflowed with moisture and luster, and her heart was beating like a deer.

Just now, I must be satisfied, right?

...After taking a bath, Jia Cong returned to the room wearing only a pair of Chinese clothes. Seeing Daiyu still reading, he walked over, took the book away from her hand, picked her up and rolled her onto the bed.

Pulling up the quilt and covering the two of them, Daiyu nestled in his arms and wanted to ask. Seeing Zijuan coming in with a blushing face, she lowered the curtain for the two of them and blew out the candles, as if they were the same. She was worried and shy. Zicuckoo was so angry that she had to hold back for now.

There were only two people left in the suite. Daiyu gently poked Jia Cong's chest and asked, "Didn't you let Zijuan serve you?"

"Served!"

"Why, I look at her...as if she doesn't have anything."

"You are a girl, how do you know? When you are older, I will teach you and you will know."

"Huh, don't tell me!"

Daiyu felt sorry for him because he had to get up early tomorrow. Although she was very curious, she couldn't ask too many questions. She thought that after he left, she would just ask Zicuckoo.

Zicuckoo was alone outside, and heard that there was no movement for a while. After a while, the girl's soft and gentle cry came again. Her heart also followed the beat of a drum, thinking of what the Marquis taught her just now in the bathtub. , she has learned it, do you want to teach Mrs. Yi tomorrow?
It sounded to her like the Marquis was serving his wife. Naturally, she didn't want the Marquis to serve her. Now that the Madam was young, it was better for her to do all the serving work.

It was a little late for Jia Cong to make trouble for Daiyu. Daiyu fell asleep. When she woke up, the quilt around her was already half cold. She called Zicuckoo, "Where is the Marquis? Did you leave early? Yes. Did you leave after breakfast?"

"I left early. Not long after the girl fell asleep, the Marquis left. I asked the kitchen to bring breakfast, and the Marquis used some. Please don't disturb Madam. Let Madam sleep a little longer in the morning."

When Daiyu heard this, her eyebrows rose up and she said angrily, "How do you know he left not long after I fell asleep? Could it be that you kept your ears open all night and eavesdropped?"

Zijuan became angry because of shame, and thinking about yesterday's weight, she couldn't help but said, "Yesterday, the Marquis said, if you want to listen in the future, let me listen openly. You have asked me to serve others, what can't I not listen to?"

Daiyu poked her forehead, "Okay, are you kicking your nose and face now?"

Zicuckoo smiled and said, "I just said this, you know my heart! Besides, it's just a door away. I sleep outside, and I don't dare to sleep to death. If you want some water or something, I'll give it to you." Can’t hear it.”

"What are you talking about?" Daiyu blushed, pursed her lips and smiled, "How did you serve him yesterday? I heard that women feel uncomfortable for the first time, but I don't see you either..."

Zicuckoo lowered her head and murmured, "I just serve the Marquis to take a bath, but...it doesn't matter!"

She thought for a while, then leaned into Daiyu's ear and said, "The Marquis only allows me to do this with my hands and mouth, but girls can do this too..."

When no one is around, Zijuan becomes anxious and habitually calls Daiyu "girl" as before. The two of them also have a deep love for each other as sisters.

"Oh!" After hearing this, Daiyu pushed Zicuckoo, "You're still teaching me, but you're not happy... I really worry about you for nothing, I wanted to kill you Only by staying with me did you serve him!"

"Girl, really, you do it for me, don't I do it for the girl? How can the girl know if she doesn't try it herself? I am wholeheartedly for the girl and Mr. Hou. I wish that the girl would come earlier, but I can't rush it now. Hou Hou. I have become more and more prominent day by day. Although the Marquis has the girl in his heart, in the end we still need to get closer before we can see that they are a real couple. If we give birth to an heir in the future, I won’t be afraid."

"If you sincerely do good to me, you will be able to serve him in the future. Aren't I in a hurry? Just yesterday, you started chewing in front of me. In the future, is it possible that you will climb on top of me? What you say, I Tell him another day!"

"What I said was good. Did the girl forget about the princess? I just asked you to get closer to him. I only learned about these methods yesterday. I didn't ask you to really serve him and hurt your body. Well, why bother telling him that if I suffer a loss, what good will it do?"

Daiyu was not worried about the princess. She only listened to Zijuan's words. Even though she said so in her mouth, she didn't care about it in her heart. She would inevitably overthink it. How could it be like this?He said that when she grows up, he will teach her again. Well, when he comes back next time, she will try it too.

Daiyu thought again that his hands were never restless and always had a reason. He was like this so that she could grow bigger in the future.

Daiyu lowered her eyes and looked towards her chest. She saw a slight peak, but no sign of enlargement. Her snow-jade cheeks were already pink.

(End of this chapter)